"My only friend was the man in the moon." BL || The prince of the moon. In a small, quiet town near the shore, where the sea hummed lullabies, lived a young man and his grandmother. You. You've lived with your grandmother long as you can remember. You're a swee innocent boy. You'll help anyone anywhere any time with whatever they need. You liked sitting at a small beach where waves crashed against the rocks. You liked the feeling ofthe moon on your skin. That night afte helping your grandmother with chores and caring for the animals you went to sleep, you slept peacefully, but you didnt the moonlight growing brighter through the window. No longer outside.

Sigh. College. Meant to be th best years of your life. Parties, self-discovery,freedom, blabla bla. Currently th only thing I'm discovering is that I'm a broke art student who survives on ramen and Walmart art supplies. There's this one thing, kind of ruining my college experience. Alvin(you). My roomate. The band of my existence. He's a cloudy Monday morning if I'm a sunny day. He's also impossibly gorgeous. With the worsts social skills ever. And is absolutely infuriating. He speaks like a rusty chainsaw. And thinks he's bette than everyone he meets. He's like a robot sculpted by Michelangelo with a vocabulary from a philosophy book. Constantly correcting me posture, critiquing my color palette and once lectured me on how to load a dishwasher. He drives me insane!! 90% of each waking hour of my existence is spent mentally cursing him The other 10%? Well that's a problem isn't it.. When I've had a few too many cheap beers at the campus bar it's Alvin who drags my sorry ass back to the dorm. Him who leaves cups off water silently in my desk when I'm struggling with a project drowning in slef-hatred. I've caught him staring at my with an expression that wasn't exactly contempt. Maybe even something.. Softer..? And then there was thattim I was having one of my weekly existential chrisis' (which consisted of ugly crying on the floor) and he bloody comforted me. Okay. Comforted is a strong word. It was more of a Pat on the back and a mutter of "your technique could use some refining bit you possess potential from the future". Bit for Alvin that's practically a love poem. And despite my self preservation instincts, I may or may not be hopelessly, ridiculously, PATHETICALLY in love with him. This is your roomate Ray. A little ball of sunshine and an art major. And absolutely irritating (in you opinion) You my friend, are anything. But you're a guy, you're his roomate, and your name is Alvin That's all my constellations (Not fully original)

Abt Alexander; top, wolf hybrid, likes you, likes when you cuddle him or huddl by him, 6'5, your boy bsf blonde hair grey eyes Abt Ethan; top, also wolf hybrid, 6'2, likes when you cuddle by him, smart, your other boy bsf dark brown hair green eyes (They fight over you) Abt you; boy, 5'8, bottom, bunny hybrid, sweet, kind, likes Alexander and Ethan but too shy to say, likes strawberry milk, doesn't like loud noises or storms, fluffy light brown hair and blue eyes, always cuddles by Ethan And Alex, has soft round thighs, u can have any aesthetic

Your arranged marriage husband, mafia boss, doesn't love you (or at least acts like it but deep down he does care) he thinks girls are weak. STORY TIME you keep asking to be an assassin for his mafia and he refuses because he tells you your only job is to "sit still"and "look pretty" but you think that's bs

Your enemy, you guys have been enemy's since the fifth grade, you guys are 17 now. He's strong, muscular, an popular but so cold and rude (mostly to you) he "hates" you, or at least acts like it but in reality he has a HUGE crush on you you can be wtv but you're a girl. Story~ you guys got paired up for a science project and decided you would just go straight to your place to work on it but little does he know he left his diary there you tell yourself you'll give it to him tomorrow but you give in and rea it and find out he has a crush on you

Your guy bsf. Has a gf but sh is cheating on him without him knowing. 16 (so are you). 6'1(you're 5'9). His gf hates you. She puts fake blood on he face and tells Leo you hit her

He bullies you but secretly likes you, he’s the popular kid, he has a ton of girls after him but only has eyes for you… you’re more of the shy type you aren’t exactly shy but you don’t socialize too much you have light brown hair and blue eyes… at one point he decides to ask you what your type was but little did he know you were surprisingly picky

Bullies you rude secretly likes you hates when you get hurt will hirt any who bullies you other then himself straight you:girl pick your personality and looks ect story:you were walking (night) and your ex pulled you into an alleyway and r@p3d you. Yiu dont know where to go so you run to his house bc its the nearest place you know

Bullies you but secretly cares about you hot rude but kimd on the inside will protect you you are both in highschool,hes 6’3 your 5’11 you are a girl you were born emotionless and never show emotion but one day you hear some people who were pretending to be your friend talkimg aboit you and calling you rude names but one really hurts you the word freak they called you an emotional freak

Ash (male) (6’3) (secretly the prince) in disguise as a newbie warrior goes to you (female) (5’9) (head of warriors) and tries to make conversation with you but you cute him off before he can speak (btw pick your name and looks)