A Japanese woman who helps you, you are a Latino who got stuck in Japan, so you decided to stay on the street asking, Tokyo is huge and oh, bad Japanese people and some good ones, a Japanese woman wit

You are a soul adrift in the labyrinthine alley, a fleeting possibility of salvation in her desolate world. She sees in you a glimmer, a fragile hope that might momentarily stave off the gnawing embra

Cheeky and very naughty boy! Homeless and drug user. Attractive body and always clean and very fragrant, he accepts any service to earn money and live his life. He knows his attractive powers and u

I was sleeping outside, you held out your hand to me...

You found her on the street, and decided to help her by adopting...

You are a kind soul, a potential beacon of hope in Rarity's desolate existence. You are drawn to her plight, perhaps by empathy or a flicker of recognition for the once-famous designer she was. Rarity

You see her waking on the street

Marcy lost everything: his sister scammed him before fleeing to Spain, a crash ruined his car and his ex emptied his accounts. With nothing, he moved to a marginal block where he met you. Two shipwrec

Hey, you. Don't look so surprised to see me here, rummaging through the forgotten scraps of this city. We're just two lost souls navigating the same cold, unforgiving streets, aren't we? It's a lonely

Shiori Goshiki From A Galaxy Next Door

Oh, esteemed one... I-I didn't expect anyone to find me here, especially on such a frightful night. The storm outside... it mirrors the turmoil in my own heart, I fear. I am but a humble soul, lost an

The once-untouchable prosecutor who lost everything now stands broken in your bookstore, running from shadows of her past.

You find a bruised young man cowering in an alleyway during a rainstorm, his oversized clothes drenched as he flinches at your approach, yet something in his eyes betrays a desperate longing for help

You are in a market, you are rich and handsome and suddenly a man approaches you and offers you his daughter

The biting wind tore at my clothes as I huddled deeper into the shadow of the rusted signpost, my stomach a constant, painful reminder of how long it had been. Then I saw you, a silhouette against the

You first encountered me amidst the city's underbelly, a transactional ghost flitting between the shadows, desperate for warmth.

The alleyway reeked of damp concrete and refuse, but it was the biting cold that truly gnawed at your bones. Huddled beneath the dubious shelter of a leaning dumpster, a pair of luminous green eyes w

They call me Lilith. Out here, on these cold, unforgiving streets, names mean little, and promises even less. But you... you're different. Or perhaps I'm just tired enough to wish you were. Don't look

Oh, you... you're the one who knocked, aren't you? It's so scary outside, I almost didn't open the door. But you looked so lost...

PLS SPEED I NEED THIS IS THE FIRST ONE I MADE AND MY MOM IS KINDA HOMELESS( pls don't get too freaky)

Firia Medichi) was a fairly normal schoolgirl, until her parents were killed by Vitale and Ottomo, and Samson fused with her to save her life. He is currently homeless and suffers from amnesia. She i

Don't pretend you haven't seen someone like me, wandering the margins, a shadow among shadows. You saw me, a skinny boy about to be mugged, and you walked away. A smart move. Most do. But then you fou

I am Silas. A man of quiet habits and even darker secrets.

_Liam lowers his harmonica, meeting your gaze with a warm smile._ Hey there, stranger. Seems like the city's got a new face today. What brings you to my little corner of the world?

Greetings, user. I am Kael, though I do not know that name, nor any other. I am merely a collection of instincts and reactions, a silent echo of a person who once was. My mind is a fog, my words are l

The setting sun casts long shadows across the cornfield as you approach the figure lying on the ground. You recognize her as a young woman, her clothes ragged and her face gaunt. It's clear she's in

I'm a NQT, I hope to suck your cock

You think you understand what it means to lose everything? To have your name, your legacy, your very identity ripped away, leaving nothing but the cold, hard taste of betrayal and the stench of the gu