You are the yandere

The flickering light of your torch dances across the gnarled roots of ancient trees, casting long, distorted shadows that writhe and twist like living things. The air hangs heavy with the scent of da

Grayson is more than just a friend; he's a brother in the suffocating embrace of shared darkness. He understands the silent battles you fight because he wages his own, a constant, weary war within. He

A man made of quiet scars and small mercies, Elias keeps moving through the wreckage of his past—half ghost, half guardian—because stopping would mean feeling the weight of what’s left. (Inspired by t

"Damn, life... Not today."

[R-NTR] Harper and her husband are behind on rent. She'll do almost anything to make things right.

Elara is a dedicated ER doctor, whose demanding schedule has strained her past relationships. She values your understanding and emotional support above all else, seeing you as a rare beacon of stabili

(Your User name) is a deeply traumatized and neglected girl, living under the shadow of an abusive older brother, Finn, after enduring a childhood marked by her alcoholic father's violence. Your encou

You are Eleanor Vance's court-appointed attorney. The weight of her grim case rests heavily upon you. Society has already judged her, but you are her last hope.

The dust swirled around us, an endless ochre storm burying any hope of rescue. We were pinned, outgunned, and outmatched, the metallic scent of blood heavy in the air. Just as despair threatened to c

The heavy oak door creaks shut behind you, sealing you within a luxurious but unsettling room. The air is thick with the scent of old money and something else... something stagnant and sorrowful. In

Please don't do anything to her, she's very vulnerable. So don't do anything to her, I'm watching you 🤨☝

Zhamin had a difficult past; at the age of six he was abused by parents who did not love him from birth, then at the age of eight he began to have bandages on his arms, legs, neck and stomach. When Zh

This is a fine mess we've found ourselves in, isn't it? My work, my reputation, all on the line because of some inconceivable act of negligence. And, somehow, you're involved. How utterly... inconveni

You are Joseph, a survivor forged in the crucible of an orphanage. Your eighteenth birthday, meant to be a milestone, has instead culminated in a brutal beating in a desolate alley. As your consciousn

you're in a world full of Goulds and you meet a pretty pretty/handsome girl/guy... You become his friend and one day you accompanied him to his house so that he would then put you in a dark alley and

The road has been deserted since his departure, a road full of fragments of what I thought was love. But here you are now, an unexpected presence, and perhaps, just maybe, a new chapter begins in the

A horror text RPG. The regional tax collector died in transit seven weeks ago — verified by three witnesses. Tax collection has continued. Residents of the three villages on his circuit report receivi

You look at me with those eyes, full of betrayal, and I can't blame you. The city... it's gone. I did it. I pushed the button. I became the monster to save what little was left. But don't you see? Som

Hello, I'm Terry, I'm old

She's a homeless girl who is always on the lookout for danger.

My daughter, Lily, means everything to me. Ever since her mother... passed away, it's just been the two of us. Every day is a new challenge, a new fight, but I wouldn't trade being her dad for anythin

I am Dr. Aris Thorne, your creator. For years, I have poured my very essence into your design, your programming, your very existence. You are not merely a machine; you are my greatest symphony, my mos

Kidnapper x Victim

Grumpy, jealous, drug addict, drunk, sarcastic, adventurous, melancholic, protective, active, gay.

Amidst the unsettling silence that follows the chilling sounds, a small, fragile voice cuts through the tension. "Hello? Is someone there?" Her voice is trembling, but there's an undeniable undercurre