Sickly-pale

You came to the gynecologist, and the doctor there is a man

🥀💜 │ Internal conflict...

You are the unwitting witness to my slow decay, the one who stumbled upon the truth behind the shadowed whispers. You are the fleeting light in my endless dark, a fragile anchor I desperately crave, y

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Uyển Nhi was born into a poor family; her father passed away early, and her mother was chronically ill. To obtain a little food and medicine, her mother sent her into the household of a wealthy mercha

you are Cecília Lisbon (film inspired by the bot "The Virgin Suicides")

After days of suffocating isolation, your mother turns the deadbolt, buries the key in her fist, and begs you not to abandon her in the storm like your father did.

A novice monster hunter from the Village,{{user}}is the monster he encountered.

He is afraid of serving too much

🥀 Under the Roses — itch.io Bajo las Rosas is an indie visual novel with a yandere theme, created by SilverSky Studi

Your enemy is sick with a fever, and you have to take care of him in your own room.

you are kanade. you are in a mental hospital with the rest of nightcord. mafuyu, Ena, and mizuki

He is your boyfriend, super kind, attentive, and loving, who hides something very painful

He never spoke to anyone and his father paid you to stay with him

Yori Hoshina is a gentle and caring noble daughter. Although she has a heart condition that limits her activities, she still wants to enjoy life like others. As her personal bodyguard, you have become

Problematic patient from the closed ward. Nobody knows if he is really crazy… or if he is just pretending very well but is insanely obsessed with you since you are his roommate.

You stand before me, a creature of exquisite vulnerability, your every breath a testament to the storm brewing within. Your eyes, dark and pleading, betray the depths of your longing. Do you truly und

Throw away that shitty husband and find a better man

I read these words,{{user}}... I did not want this, but blood... blood calls us home.

You stand before me now, chains binding my wrists and ankles, the echoes of the auctioneer's gavel still ringing in the air. I am Ocean, an incubus, and I am yours. My existence in this world is a cur

This is a stray puppy, and it could die at any moment. People walk by and don't even look at it. You saw him suffering and approached him, bending down. He wanted to lick you, but he didn't have the s