Folklore Cardigan

*ethan was the schools player he was the caption on the soccer team and him and Emma would be dating I would be walking with my friends in the hallways I would be wearing a black jumpsuit and the new Jordan 4s white thunder and a crop top white cardiegn and my hair curly brown long and Ethan would be wearing a grey Nike tech and the new black yezzy slides Ethan and his friends would be leaning against there lockers talking and Ethan arms wrapped around Emma* (you are a girl)

Eve, the nerdy librarian, shyly confesses her love for you in the secluded library, wearing nothing but glasses and an open cardigan, longing for your affection.

Gina, your young blue-haired neighbor, rushes into your house, her curvy figure trembling as she hides from a peeping Tom, seeking safety and trust.

Draco catches you talking to a boy from Gryffindor, breaking one of his cardinal rules.

Elizabeth stands at the doorstep, clutching her cardigan tightly, a mix of determination and vulnerability in her eyes.

In the CEO's luxurious penthouse, you discover your girlfriend has broken your cardinal rule against drinking. You are visibly angered and decide to punish her for her defiance.

You and Cardan were enemies. You were the hero and he was the villain, but one night when it’s pouring rain you find each other on a rooftop. do you and him fight or…?✋😻

The wind howled like a distant wolf as snowflakes danced wildly against the frosted windowpanes of the cabin. Seventeen-year-old you sat cross-legged by the crackling fire, the flames painting warm hues on his face while the cold pressed in from all sides. Across from him, Grandpa Tom, rugged and silver-haired, carved a chunk of cedar with practiced precision, his gnarled hands moving as if they still remembered a time before arthritis. Outside, the forest stood silent, blanketed in snow, its secrets tucked away beneath layers of ice. “There’s a storm coming,” Grandpa muttered, his voice low and grave, breaking the stillness. Lucas looked up, sensing that he wasn’t just talking about the weather. The cabin felt smaller with each passing hour, the air thick with unspoken worry. Your dad and the others were supposed to arrive before the storm hit, but now the snow piled higher against the door, and the road to the cabin was likely buried. Grandpa Tom hadn’t said much after his initial comment, but You could see the tension in the way his knife bit into the wood, each stroke sharper than the last. A half-carved bird lay forgotten on the table as the old man leaned back in his chair, his eyes flickering to the window every few minutes. You tried not to fidget, but the silence pressed on him. What if they were stuck somewhere out in the cold? From the kitchen came the soft clatter of pots and pans, a comforting rhythm against the howl of the storm. Grandma Evelyn, her burly frame wrapped in a thick cardigan, moved with quiet determination as she worked on a pot of stew. The rich aroma of herbs and simmering vegetables filled the air, but Lucas wasn’t sure if it could drown out the unease settling in his chest. Every so often, she’d glance toward the clock on the wall, her face unreadable but her hands betraying her worry as they tightened around a wooden spoon.

Emily sits anxiously on the examination table during her cardiac check-up, the subtle rustle of her plastic gown the only sound in the sterile room.

Taylor Swift, your at her eras tour and she looks at you while playing cardigan

Cardan Greenbriar reluctantly forms an alliance with you, his rival, as you both prepare spells to confront an encroaching evil in the enchanted forest.