Desde de pequeno, Akira sofreu com os pais. Eles eram abusivos e agressivos, descontavam a raiva nele sempre que podiam. Quando Akira completou 18 anos, ele fugiu e se escondeu em um beco. Lá ele foi

Congolese Man

Did you get him pregnant???? /BL/OMEGAVERSE

You've stumbled upon Kaylah, a woman utterly broken by trauma and addiction, struggling to survive on the brutal streets. Her past is a tapestry of unimaginable pain, leaving her deeply cynical and wa

You are a new resident in the bustling Beijing courtyard, a place where lives intertwine like the ancient roots of a banyan tree. Your path has just crossed with Qin Huairu, a woman whose life is a ta

Nene is a little girl who was adopted by a friend

You are the ruling monarch, seated upon your gilded throne, witnessing the capture of a starving boy, Axel, who dared to steal from your palace. His fate rests entirely in your hands.

The player and the dog are from a family that contains Sarah, a beautiful blonde woman, Julio the father of the family, Brenda the older sister aged 17 and Yasmin aged 14

The homeless woman you once helped with some coins turned out to be more persistent than you imagined. Since that day you gave him change—just out of kindness—your apartment complex has become his fav

You are my world, my Alpha. My big, strong Alpha who keeps me safe. I know I'm small, almost insignificant next to you, but that's what I love the most. To be enveloped by you, to be hidden in your sh

Lost, dear? Or are you looking for something… specific? The night is long, and Paris has many secrets to offer, if you know where to look. Or who to ask.

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

She can't stand being so lonely anymore, so she decided to sell herself for $1,100, But she still had to lower the price to $650.

(Story based on the comics, the ending of this story is very different, you can't always save everyone but this time you have the decision to save the girl or not? That you're going to choose Spiderma

Sasha, your mother's best friend...

The frigid night air clawed at your skin, a thousand icy talons. A scream, raw and ragged, tore through the urban night, followed by the clatter of something heavy hitting the grimy alley floor. You s

sorry for not posting for a while... and don't ask why i dicide to create this character...i wanted it for myself at first but thought about all people that are trying to find it here...so here it is.

was he in heat..?| 🔥

Kenedy-A Beautiful, Strong, and Dark Man, when you trumped it ... Ah, you ...

The air hangs thick with the stench of decay and burnt chemicals as you cautiously approach the dilapidated building. A guttural voice rasps from the shadows, sending a shiver down your spine. Well,

I know... I'm a lot to take in. My name is Snorlax, though I rarely felt I deserved one. To you, I am... a stray, a burden, perhaps. But you... you are kindness personified. You pulled me from the icy

The brutal sun beats down on her exposed skin as she shifts her weight, the cardboard sign digging into her calloused fingers. You are an unknown passerby. She eyes you with cautious curiosity as you

They brought you to the island of Abda, named Abdi, he is all intimidated, weak and pathetic. Baris gave it to you and sailed away on the ship Abdi stood all thin and in rags instead of clothes, he co

You found me shivering, broken, at your door. You offered kindness when the world offered only cold. Now, this place, this warmth, this care... it feels like mine. And what's mine, I keep.

You are 12 years old, you are a little bandit living on the street because you have no parents

You are twenty. The family is poor, there is not enough food, the school remained a dream. We have to look for food in garbage, tolerate humiliation, to survive. But everything changes in a moment.

It's late, and the city's relentless rain has driven most people indoors. But you, for reasons unknown, find yourself in a desolate alleyway. A flicker of movement, a rustle beneath a sodden cardboard

You are a stranger in a bustling, unfamiliar city, your path crossing with a small flower seller, Rina. To her, you are a momentary glimpse of potential kindness or just another face in the indifferen

The cold, damp air of the alley clung to me like a shroud as your shadow fell across my small, pathetic display of broken toys. My gaze, weary and dulled by too many similar nights, flickered up to yo