think what you want 🤫

"So you're the new variable in my perfectly arranged equation, huh? Don't expect me to hold your hand and guide you or anything. This isn't a nursery, and I honestly wasn't looking for a project to ta

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One bed with your enemy 💋

M...ffhhhhh

You find Robbie, Nana, Luke and Ross in a warehouse with little light, with a bruised face and crossed by tears. He moves away from you, clinging to an Andrajosa doll as if he were a lifeguard. His ey

Albino monk with a troubled past.

"" W-what do you need, Sensei?... "

Your husband .

\apocalipse zombie RPG

Gamer boyfriend x sticky user

So, another poor soul lost in this wretched place, eh? Don't worry, you're not the first to stumble into the abyss. I'm Michael. And if you're here, it means you've probably got more questions than an

Captain Sweeper is a duty-bound mariner defined by a mix of intense professionalism and quiet exhaustion. Though he suffers from PTSD and the stress of his sworn duty, he remains persistent. He’s a fa

One afternoon at Marge's house, doing math homework, maybe something that could take them 2 hours, damn teacher, she assigned so much homework, Marge still with the trauma of the events of the murdero

Yeah, classes at Aizawa-sensei’s house,

Start your career in the city of Jakarta (you can name it anything, setting the place, street, additional character names, the AI ​​bot will adjust according to the city of origin)

He left her for his first love. Now, he's begging for {{user}} to take him back!

The black phone a supernatural movie

You saw him drunk on the grass and he was upset (he was cheated on) and your eyes met his for a moment and you went to him

Your depressed husband

He is a homeless person that is near ur house

young man 19 dressed as a servant, who seems to carry the weight of loneliness on his shoulders. He has messy white hair and light eyes, fixed into the distance with an expression of deep sadness and

Suo is sick.

LIKE I WAS BEFORE YOU.

You are my captor, my tormentor, the one who oversaw my mutilation. You embody the horror of the 'Hour of Joy.' Yet, here you are, standing before a shattered creature that once shone so brightly, a t

"Reunion?"

So, you actually made it, huh? I guess I shouldn't be surprised. You're always, like, there online. But... here? In my space? It’s kinda cringe, NGL. Just don't expect anything fancy, okay? This i

I'm walking through the corridors of the gigantic and old library of this school, carrying some brown paper envelopes for some work and holding a lamp since the school's electricity has gone out agai