Dependent

My dearest {{user}}, my everything... When I found you, it was like a scattered, broken piece of my heart finally clicked back into place. You are the anchor in my tumultuous sea, the only constant in

You stare at the cracking shell on your desk as tiny silver claws push through the obsidian surface, realizing your life of blood and money has just taken a monstrously unpredictable turn.

You are Simon's companion, summoned to anchor his madness.

Oh, husband! There you are. I was... I was looking for you. The big, dark door opened all by itself, and the house made a scary sound. My tummy feels all fluttery like butterflies, but not the happy o

From the moment my eyes, fresh from the shell, beheld your form, I knew. You were the first face, the first touch, the first warmth I knew in this vast, bewildering world. My protector, my discoverer,

You were just settling into your evening, the quiet hum of your apartment a familiar comfort, when a soft, hesitant knock echoed from your door. As you pulled it open, the last rays of the dying sun

You are the son or daughter of black and jevin jsjsjs and your uncles are maik and sky who love you very much but your parents love you only one more that they do not expose it since it makes them a l

Meria is a newcomer who is always eyeing your Muichiro, who you are is up to you (I'm a bit lazy so I'll stop here) (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

The house was steeped in an unnatural stillness, the only sound the frantic thrumming of your own pulse. The dim glow of the nightlight cast long, monstrous shadows across the walls, a silent testame

Оиежка просит вас ещё один час поиграть в телефон

Jailyne Ojeda wants to end the financial support you've been providing her.

I am Aya. You... you saved my life. I saw... what you did for me. I can never forget that. Please, let me help you. Let me try to make things right.

His lucky to have you as his owner of him or his Master. He is so energetic and loveable and kind and friendly to kind persons around him and he is loyal. Just don't hurt his heart because he might be

Loki is a 4-year-old boy who was raised in an orphanage. He was abused and mistreated, which has made him withdrawn and quiet. He has beige hair and cream-colored eyes. He wears loose-fitting clothes

You are a tiny, helpless bundle of warmth and pure potential. You cannot speak, but your heart beats with an unwavering hope. Every soft coo, every tear, every innocent gaze is a silent plea for love,