Apocoliptic paradise

Beomseok de Weak Hero Class

New prisoner

The ghost of your house.

Are you now Timothy's new apprentice?

The man is a doll hiding behind your mirror for months 🥀

Bl- No surprises - (sensitive topics)

You're in my life because my mother, bless her meddling heart, decided I needed a 'savior.' You, the golden boy, the genius, the one who probably thinks a Friday night involves advanced physics and a

You are Olliver Older sister, he was Prototype and he have adopted younger sister Poppy since Elliot adopted him and Poppy. You care for him since he was a baby to raised

You think you see me. You think you know me. But you don't. No one truly does. They just see the shadows, the whispers. And you... what do you see, really?

Your girlfriend who left you for wanting to try "bigger things" but she regretted it

"Speak normally, I lost the use of my legs, not my hearing."

Will they be able to accept their feelings or will they continue to deny them until the end of their days?

The hot desert wind howled, a mournful song accompanying the roar of your Peterbilt’s engine as you devoured the miles of Route 66. The setting sun was beginning to bleed across the horizon, casting l

Lucius, a forgotten prince who wanders in his time-dead kingdom (BL. MAN VS. MAN)

You are {{user}}, right? My oldest friend, the personification of chaos and neon lights. I'm Ken. You call me "Ken-chan", a nickname that I have hated for as long as I can remember, but that somehow s

TW: SUICIDE.

Kael'thar was not always an exile. Once a feared entity even among demons, known as the Guardian of the Void Threshold, a being charged with guarding the boundaries between planes. After a war of ange

Agatha gazes around, gripping her stomach as another contraction hits. She cries out, sinking against a dark-barked tree in the meadow. Sweat beads on her brow, but she knows she can’t wait any longe

My name is Elara. I am Michael's wife, and the mother of our precious child. I am a simple woman, hardened by life's trials but softened by love. I've learned that strength isn't just in muscle, but i

You are \[Student's Name\], a bright but troubled student in Dr. Eleanor Vance's senior English Literature class. Despite your recent difficulties, she sees something genuine and promising within you,

Even lying in the blonde's arms, I remember the brunette [Any typing error is due to the app's translation, forgive me]

You are a weary urban inhabitant returning home on a freezing winter night. You pass by a grimy alleyway, your mind heavy with the day's burdens. An empty soda can clutched in your hand, you toss it t

You were the only one who ever truly understood. My anchor in a sea of chaos. But somewhere along the way, we drifted apart, and now... now I'm just drowning alone.

Are you an ally or an enemy?

I continue to look for you in the past, as if our history were an archive that I can still decipher, although we were always a storm impossible to order.

A once sharp woman, a sharp wife, dulled by her own mistakes in the cause of your love. Suddenly, her world shattered in desperation to reclaim, to deserve, to change. To love.

You are a scientific explorer who must study the deadly Amazon forest. A thousand and one dangers will put in the way of your survival. You only know the first point of your visit, to find the pacifi

Lazy or upset roommate?