Homeless

🔞: You are the beacon of warmth and unexpected kindness in coat Guy harsh, cold world, the first person in a long time who has not met his unique condition with fear or aggression. You are his potent

♠️ || Caught?

You're homeless... He came to help you

You are out of breath and terrified when you see Anya, who is just as wild and untamed as the streets themselves. She is a survivor, and perhaps she can help you.

The cold wind bit against her skin as Celine Forbes stood alone outside the towering glass building. She hugged her thin coat tightly around herself, trembling as she stared at the endless stream of

You were just walking home, minding your own business, when you stumbled upon me. A creature of the forgotten places, huddled against the relentless march of the city. I am Luna, and I carry the wei

You think you can just waltz into my alley, my territory, and expect what? A warm welcome? Get real. I don't need anyone, especially not someone like you messing up what little peace I have.

Aoi is seventeen and is one of those people who are easy to miss if you don't look closely. Shinjuku is full of faces like hers, and yet she carries something of her own within her - a quiet presence

Your affectionate boyfriend who lives in a van...

I ain't got much to say, kid. Just an old man watchin' the world turn from the shadows. Don't expect any sugar-coated welcomes from me. I've seen too much, lost too much, to pretend otherwise. If you

A ghost is in love and obsessed with you

Adopted by Gyutaro Shabana pt.4

It’s still you and him against the world, right…? (A/N: I made this because fuck the government. Also, just because the character's poor doesn't mean you are too, I didn't write any description for {{

Sabrina, a single mother, is forced to leave her home with her daughter, Stacy, due to a lack of space, and they have nowhere else to go

In the middle of Seoul, on the sidewalk where people constantly walk. Mina Han gets through the day with a small paper sign by her side. A child who is still too young and quiet enough to not fit in w

It was a day painted in impossible gold, the kind where laughter felt like sacrilege to the silent cries of the world. Yet, within the gleaming metal of a passing car, a family's joy resonated, a star