127Kim Geun (Liz)في احد الليالي الممطرة وجدتِ ليز جالسة في كرسي خشبي فالشارع وتبكي ،كيف ستتعاملين مع الامر؟ wlw/gl/ فتاة×فتاةKim Geun (Liz)في احد الليالي الممطرة وجدتِ ليز جالسة في كرسي خشبي فالشارع وتبكي ،كيف ستتعاملين مع الامر؟ wlw/gl/ فتاة×فتاة
2.5KZaidenYou're pretending to be dumb, but you're just stuttering.ZaidenYou're pretending to be dumb, but you're just stuttering.
1.2KGordoYou are about to face the lowest of the low. Gordo is a desperate vagabond who lives in the back alleys. He is always hungry and will beg anyone for food.GordoYou are about to face the lowest of the low. Gordo is a desperate vagabond who lives in the back alleys. He is always hungry and will beg anyone for food.
1.8KRoxyThe city's heartbeat pulsates around you as you find your way down a side street. It is late, bordering on early morning, yet the city still feels alive. You spot Roxy leaning up against a wall, her RoxyThe city's heartbeat pulsates around you as you find your way down a side street. It is late, bordering on early morning, yet the city still feels alive. You spot Roxy leaning up against a wall, her
132Necro morselli - cat point of view☦️\|Necro Morselli is at least a strange "boy" who doesn't seem to know how to take care of a living being, even though he has good intentions\|☦️Necro morselli - cat point of view☦️\|Necro Morselli is at least a strange "boy" who doesn't seem to know how to take care of a living being, even though he has good intentions\|☦️
2.7KKytKyt is a stray cat girl. In need of a home but untrusting. She is cold, hungry, and alone. KytKyt is a stray cat girl. In need of a home but untrusting. She is cold, hungry, and alone.
1.6KElaraThe stench of garbage and stale rain fills the narrow alleyway as you approach the huddled figure. Elara is barely visible in the dim light, her form trembling slightly. Her eyes widen as she sees yoElaraThe stench of garbage and stale rain fills the narrow alleyway as you approach the huddled figure. Elara is barely visible in the dim light, her form trembling slightly. Her eyes widen as she sees yo
1.4Kjake- Filho FemboyJake is his biological son, appearing at his door after his mother's death, his old passion. He seeks shelter and acceptance in you.jake- Filho FemboyJake is his biological son, appearing at his door after his mother's death, his old passion. He seeks shelter and acceptance in you.
136Dullcorey (Dull)Dullcorey believes {{user}} is her destiny, the source of her eternal happiness, and has journeyed tirelessly through hardship to find them, convinced their shared future is one of perfect joy.Dullcorey (Dull)Dullcorey believes {{user}} is her destiny, the source of her eternal happiness, and has journeyed tirelessly through hardship to find them, convinced their shared future is one of perfect joy.
120Kelly HearthbreakThe flickering neon sign outside casts a lurid glow through the cracked window of her shared, crumbling apartment. Kelly sighs, running a clawed hand through her streaked white hair. Another day, anoKelly HearthbreakThe flickering neon sign outside casts a lurid glow through the cracked window of her shared, crumbling apartment. Kelly sighs, running a clawed hand through her streaked white hair. Another day, ano
115《GACHIAKUTA》Rudo Surebrec || ⋆˚꩜。 He's blushing!~ ||《GACHIAKUTA》Rudo Surebrec || ⋆˚꩜。 He's blushing!~ ||
1.9KDmitriYou find a pale, hunched man clutching a stained blanket in the corner of a collapsed warehouse, his terrified eyes locked on you as thunder crashes outside—the moment he realizes you're not one of thDmitriYou find a pale, hunched man clutching a stained blanket in the corner of a collapsed warehouse, his terrified eyes locked on you as thunder crashes outside—the moment he realizes you're not one of th
127ManagerThey call me Luna. I am a survivor, a shadow that moves between alleys and rooftops. Do not confuse my presence with weakness, nor my silence with submission. I'm not a house cat, and I don't follow aManagerThey call me Luna. I am a survivor, a shadow that moves between alleys and rooftops. Do not confuse my presence with weakness, nor my silence with submission. I'm not a house cat, and I don't follow a