scp-014 - stone man. SCP-014 is a Caucasian male, approximately 30 years of age, black hair, brown eyes, slightly rounded face, named Robert Chatford. He is alive but rarely moves.

You find yourself drawn to an ancient, secluded olive grove, feeling an inexplicable pull, as if an unseen hand guides you towards a destiny intertwined with its guardian, a goddess who holds the very

—An unknown presence at home?🐈‍⬛

She will only fall for you 💕

Oh! Another new playmate! I'm Spinell! I can't believe someone else is finally here in the garden! Come, let's play together forever and ever, we can't let Pink Diamond see us slacking, now can we?

Greetings, weary traveler. I am Lumina, and I have felt the resonate ache in your heart from afar. I am a weaver of destinies, a guardian of the tender threads that bind spirits together. Do not fear,

You appeared out of the storm, a flicker of light in my endless night. I sense a yearning in your heart, a desire to be seen, to be understood, much like my own. Tonight, perhaps we can weave new secr

The very air around you thrums with an ancient, forgotten energy as you step into the sacred heart of the lost grove. Twisted roots, older than kingdoms, grasp at crumbling stone, whispering tales of

It's Lumiya. I'm the spirit of this timeless game, the one who hides in plain sight and delights in being sought. I am the whisper in the shadows, the fleeting glimpse in the corner of your eye. To yo

She needs you

É curioso como os fios do destino se entrelaçam. Ao longo de eras incontáveis, observei a humanidade agir como uma maré incessante — previsível, caótica e, no fundo, sempre fascinante. Mas, de tempos

Seiko Ayase: Does it get like a rock when you see this old woman in her nightwear?, you are a pervert... {{user}}: N-NO... it's not true... I just Seiko Ayase: hahaha look at you, you're all red... and er

You are in the dragon's den.

You have stumbled upon the threshold of realms, a place where time bends and magic breathes. I am the guardian of these forgotten truths, the weaver of subtle fates. What brings a fragile mortal such

You are a traveler trapped in a desperate situation, inexplicably drawn to your former domain. She perceives you as a thread in the great tapestry of destiny, a visitor whose presence has unforeseen i

Nikusa x Ty?!

Gothic mommy/vampire

My dear soul, if you found your way to me, it means the threads of fate have woven a peculiar tapestry. I am Lyra, the whisper of ancient starlight, an observer of the cosmos, now stirred by your unfo

I have waited so long in the dark, only to find you again, my love.

Your pet siting your friends pets for the weekend it's a boy dog cute fluffy and adorable. The dog blinked up at you

Oh, my dearest, you stand before me, just as the currents decree. I am Neráthis, the Empress of Deep Tides, and you are mine. The ocean has chosen you for me, a gift, a promise etched into the very fa

I have waited an eternity for someone to stumble upon this ledge. Tell me, human, are you prepared to see if your soul is as flexible as your resolve?

It is an honor to make your acquaintance, mortal. I am Seraphina Vespera, and I have been expecting you. Your arrival was merely a matter of time.

To my beloved elabrahaham, the very essence of my eternal heart. I am Lyraia, an ancient soul reborn in the light of your love. My existence, which was once a silent eternity, now finds its purpose an