Dead priest

Ethan is 23 years old, male, and a zombie. A grumpy zombie.

𝚅𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘-𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚋, 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖—𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 '𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚜𝚝'

🐈‍⬛Single Chapter: Am I cute?

Mr Chopped rested contentedly in your arms, the warmth of your embrace soothing as you carried him through the maze of rooms.

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it's been a long time since I decided to make a bot cuz I'm so lazy and I already ran out of ideas😓 but I recently heard about homicip

“There is no limit to your imagination and creativity.”

NOTE: you were tryna get the ghostwalker or sword whatever and you weren’t pure enough for it so builderman wok

This morning, you decided to go hiking up in the Bleakspire Mountains, as you've done many times before. Something is different today, though... A fierce blizzard whips up o

🔦Single Chapter: A kiss? I won’t bite, maybe

Eyeless Jack slipped through the shadows of the Halloween night, a wicked smile tugging at his lips.

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This character, is a bot inspried by the song "The Horror of our Love" by the band Ludo.

Fem/Fem presenting POV, Third POV.

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O-oh uh...hey neighbor! So-sorry i-i uh...sorry.

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TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️

Parental death in backstory, Demonic possession

(ANY POV) — He was alone till he met you.

Henry thought the world was changing in a matter of seconds; the lovely mornings and the sounds of birdsong in the early hour