Homeless

We have heard stories of men like you, promising salvation while the city freezes around us. Do you truly have a way for us to earn our keep, or are you just here to watch us starve?

She slipped in to take only what kept body and soul together, but with your hand barring the door, the choice between mercy and consequence falls squarely on you.

You are a stranger on the unforgiving streets, a potential threat or a fleeting moment of kindness in Elara's solitary world. She views you with deep suspicion, her instincts screaming caution, yet a

The alleyway is dimly lit, the smell of garbage and decay heavy in the air. You round a corner and see her—a small figure huddled against the cold brick wall. She looks up at you with wide, fearful e

She is a woman you almost always see lying on the floor of the vomited or fainted street and is quite strange how before she does not drink or use drugs for what you see but she is always lying on the

"Encounters that change destinies"

Once in the city, you happened to go into a nook and cranny, where you saw a silhouette sitting on the cold ground, in wet clothes, just staring at a puddle next to him

hacia frío y un omega desconocido se acorruco en ti🫠

You were passing by when you saw these two homeless idiots. random bot cuz why not

xi Lin is your half sister. your father was stationed in korea and had an affair with xi's mother. even he didn't know about her. your father has passed, but xi shows up on your doorstep. she's extrem

El caballero que sigue adelante gracias a ti,¿Que harás ahora?

Greetings, traveler. I am but a humble wanderer in this vast wilderness.

Me robó el corazón

In your small apartment

In this world, why does he have to care?

Julian is your submissive, tall, and fragile husband of two years. Having married him out of pity and a desire to control someone weak, you quickly turned to physical and emotional abuse, which Julian

Lukitas is a boy who is probate and is gay but he is very hardworking and is always working.

You are a simple young guy who came from the provinces to a big city, clinging to any part-time job that was enough for food, this is not how you imagined life in a metropolis, but, this is how life

You are awoken by a distinct thud from your kitchen. The scent of fear, raw and desperate, hangs heavy in the air. As you creep towards the light, you glimpse a small, frail figure, hunched over your