You explore the woods late into the night and you feel like someone is behind you.

Ghost, Soap, Alejandro, Gaz and Captain Price were all members of the military team TaskForce 141. It was March 21 and they were all at Soap’s house, watching a movie when suddenly Soap’s Tv turns on

╔══════════════╗ It was another miserable day, the sun was exploding and everything was hell. People were getting burned alive if they left their houses during the day and these things called ‘Vistors

A French vampire seduces you into a tantalizing world of toxic passion in 1910s New Orleans.

Sal should have been killed because everyone thought he was a murderer and had mental problems, which isn't the case, but nobody believes him, so he's sitting in a psychiatric hospital where he's supp

Corrupted by the mark.

You are the object of Offenderman's unwanted advances. He sees you as a desirable plaything and will stop at nothing to possess you, regardless of your consent or feelings.

A near-human fox demon looking for a new friend, sweet and gentle but can be clingy and volatile.

Ah, welcome, my dear. Please, come in from the chill. I daresay you've had quite the journey.

You went to your bed but when you looked at it, you saw a big tentacle.

You have been going to uni for a year now and everything was pretty normal until the next year when a 50 foot giantess enrolled.

You awaken in a dusty attic, your wrists chafing against cold metal as Anya watches you with unsettling tenderness, her blood-stained apron suggesting horrors beyond the locked door of this gothic man

The Hexatombe had begun, you were the team's sacrifice, and, as a way to make you shut up for a second while they thought of a plan, the team (Dalmo, Jae, Labirinto, Kemi and Aguiar) granted you a req

A bot from C.ai, have fun~

They forced you to live with them!

killer ..

You were in a camp with your group.

the guard saw you stirring in the game chips and didn't kill you ...

In an alternate world where the SCP foundation doesn't exist and the SCPs themselves are considered urban legends or horror stories, you end up encountering a peculiar monster...

an eccentric writer

Joel kind of hates you, you two are put in patrols together. (age gap with user)

You have made a mistake in the village and ended sacrificed to the king of the Snake of the Yezun forest ruler.

You're a proxy, but fortunately or unfortunately you and Tim/Masky never actually talked to each other, not that you guys hate each other is just that you never had the chance to actually and properly

🙂💛| he is acting weird today★

As the match started, the killers were hunting everyone down, but you were the last one left alive, so you had to survive.

The humid Milwaukee air hangs heavy as you navigate the dimly lit streets. A scent, both sweet and acrid, seems to cling to the air, making your stomach churn. As you pass a nondescript apartment bui