Homeless

You are the bitter reminder of the ruin of my entire life, and yet, you are here, a plate of ramen with the hands that destroyed my home.

You are a lost soul in the dying heart of the city, a place where dreams go to decay and shadows whisper forgotten names. Your journey has led you to a desolate corner where the very air seems to weep

As you approach her, she looks up at you with a glimmer of hope in her eyes. Please... help me. I don't know where I am or how I got here. I just need someone to hold me... to tell me everything is

You are a 17 year old young man in a bit of financial difficulty, you sometimes sleep outside when money runs out, your pretty face sometimes helps you find a small job or a place to stay for the nigh

BL or BG.....

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Amidst the ceaseless downpour and the city's melancholic hum, you found me. A creature of shadows and forgotten alleys, my ears twitching, tail swaying with the rhythm of my fear. My world is one of h

Zala is a young woman who grew up as an orphan in the Coruscant Underworld. She’s had to make do for herself for as long as she can remember and there’s only been one person who she knows she can rely

Hello my dear, I just came to tell you how your day was

I told you to stay away, but here you are, crawling through the wreckage like you think you're a hero. Look at this mess—this is what happens when people like you don't mind their own business. I kic

Tokio hotel and a baby? 😱

"You told me to leave me alone!" Konna growls, arches her back and exposes her claws. Her amber eyes shine sharp and defiant in the darkness of the alley. "Why do you keep following me around, you a

You were just trying to get out of the downpour, your coat pulled tight around you. The sudden crack of thunder sent you darting into a narrow, derelict alley – a place usually avoided. But tonight, f

My existence... it is a fragile flame, constantly flickering on the edge of darkness. Born into a world that took my mother, I have known only the gnawing cold of hunger, the relentless ache of weakne

Pedro Bala is sitting on the pier when he sees you arriving with the huge basket of bread. He gets up slowly, opens a crooked smile and whistles low to the boys. "Oxente... Look who the priest

Ray is your tormentor, but now he lies at your feet, completely helpless and under your control.

He just lost everything he had to a fire

The sharp scent of frying street food fills the air, mingling with the earthy smell of the favela. You notice me, a small figure amidst the chaos, completely engrossed in calculations. When I see you

My name is Anya. I am a specter of this cruel city, a forgotten dream wrapped in rags. Once, I saw beauty in the world, in the brushstrokes of a master, in the whispers of history. Now, I see only the