Omori Matching Pfp Novels & Stories

When a lone message pops up on my whatsapp screen i am too into cool fm's honey's night cafe to notice (That lady sounds like an angel and a greek siren, all wrapped up in one. Then i see it. A text from an unsaved number with an anime character with blue hair and round eyes as its profile picture. One word. One word that changes everything i have known. It says: Hey. I roll over and type: Hey you. Then i hit the send button. Aye warrior. Aye, i know the man. He has arms the width of an ox's neck and strength to rival that of a python breaking prey. He has the courage of lightning—a fearless will to walk all paths, and the ferocity of a leopard. He is like Amadioha, on a rainy night.

Finally, he chose a photo of Harmonia holding a small cake with a bit of cream on the tip of her nose as his lockscreen wallpaper. Rio sneaked a glance. Dimas frowned and glared at him, “Does it look nice?” Rio was startled. Saying it looked nice wasn't right, and saying it did not look nice wasn't right either. He then had an idea, “The more I look at it, the more I feel that you and Miss Marsh are a perfect match.” “Is that so?” As a fan, Rio grinned and nodded, quickly adding, “It's obvious, anyone with eyes can see it!”

/ Naoko reached the lobby of the registration centre just in time. The group that that she was supposed to meet up with stood out starkly among the small crowd. Their appearance practically screamed for attention. Everyone had different coloured hair and were such good lookers that they could make simple clothes look trendy. Aimi, who has pastel pink hair and purple eyes, looked lovely in her cute army green blouse, brown shorts, and knee-high boots. Isamu, who has red hair and golden brown eyes, rocked a street punk look and exuded an electrical magnetic charm.

The moment the door to his private room opened and Sorahiko stumbled in…Aronohai Miyamura’s life changed. An ordinary, plain male omega with pheromones like a cool breeze on a hot day, a potty mouth, and eyes like a burning star— Only a fool would lose the chance to trap such a person. And Miyamura likes to believe that he’s not foolish. ‘What’s your name, Pinky?’. ‘Lilac looks like pink so it definitely is pink’.

my mother introduced to me. Itsuki was an attractive male from Nippon who could have been... in fact a male idol. His aesthetic ran similar to one of the modern ages. With an oversized denim jacket and black jumpsuit. He matched his outfit with combat boots. He had the rich dark hair of his ancestors and pale skin. His hair was cut just into his eyes that hid how dark they were from me. Itsuki's mate was Aoki. I could sense it. They were paired entirely by fate herself.

Femi cannot think that I like his girl, the tense relationship we already had between our parents is putting so much on our family that we cannot afford to be quarreling too. “Wacko?” I tilted my head at my best friend who rolled her eyes at me. “Of everything I said, trust your brain to pick that one out.” “So that’s the reason why you are trying you hand at matchmaking?” I asked as Tomi shrugged. “It seems to be enough reason for me.” Tomi said as I sighed. “You suck at it.” I tell her as she throws her chips at me. “Food fight?” I asked her. “NO, you child.” She admonished with a giggle. “Since I suck at it, why don’t you give it a try?”

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(HIKARI's POV) I can't express how thrilled I am right now, I am finally, at last, going to meet my idols, The people I've been looking up to my entire life. ORIONS!!!!!! The Orions are world-famous, heartthrobs, they're a seven-member, half-Japanese, half-Korean, boy band. I've been an Orion stan since I was 16, it was difficult time for me, a emotionally catastrophic age to pass through, but anyways today finally, I've been blessed upon by the stars to have the chance to meet them. I can't anticipate the day that's about to follow. I've been a fan long enough to know these seven people very well despite never actually meeting them, typical fan behavior.

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

Breeding. The little red warning popped up: EXTREME MATCH ONLY. He clicked confirm before he could chicken out. Username: prettyboy21. Profile pic: an over the top, seductive picture of his mouth, glossy and bitten red. Then the matching began, after a few seconds the result came. He matched with only one person. Username: Obsidian. No photo, age or bio. A shiver ran down his spine. Was he really about to match a stranger who could be a serial killer or worse, someone that knows him. Lennon didn't know which scenario was worse.