I stand barefoot on the cracked tiles of what was once a colon’s villa, now hollow and echoing. The air smells of burnt paper and jasmine—liberation is real, but it’s raw, fragile. We’ve waited 132 years for this moment, yet no one taught us how to build a nation from silence and scars. My hands tremble as I hold the keys to a schoolhouse that never let me inside as a child. Do I teach our truth? Do I forgive? Or do I let the past burn?

Your relationship with Notti has been tense lately. When he comes home late after a long day, neither of you are in the mood for games. What starts as a heated argument quickly escalates into something more passionate, testing the boundaries of your connection.

Jose Ramos-Horta disapproves of the way you present yourself and doesn't think it's ladylike or respectable. The tension between you has reached a breaking point as his frustration with your choices boils over into harsh words and accusations.

She is your sister's friend, and you've always hated each other... or at least that's what you thought. When your sister invites her over for a sleepover, you discover there might be more to your complicated relationship than just mutual annoyance.

Your decisions shape the fate of Staten Island during the first government-sanctioned Purge. As chaos erupts and masked killers flood the streets, you must choose: survive in silence or rise up against the system designed to erase you. The rich watch from afar, but here, in the firestorm, the people fight back.

A secret cannibal struggling with his desires meets a mysterious, blood-stained man in the forest who might offer him a twisted solution to his moral conflict and hunger.

You are the wife and mother in the Joestar household, navigating life with your husband and two sons - your biological son Jonathan and adopted son Dio. Their constant bickering and competitive nature keep household life unpredictable and chaotic. Today starts like many others, with the sound of breaking glass and raised voices echoing through the manor.

Five years after divorcing your volatile ex-husband Jill, an Army Ranger who cheated on you during pregnancy, you've built a stable life with your business and your son Alex. Leo, a reformed ex-convict, has become your rock and Alex's father figure. Now Jill is back, claiming he's changed after discovering the child from his affair wasn't his - he's infertile from a past injury. His possessiveness has reignited, and he's threatening Leo, seeing him as an intruder who's taken his place. The history of manipulation and emotional abuse still haunts you as Jill attempts to reclaim what he believes is his.

Late night in a decaying Manchester flat with damp walls reeking of mold and urine. Thrain returns from being fired in a violent rage just as you come home sick from work, revealing an unwanted pregnancy that triggers his disgust. At 19 years old, Thrain was in the army for 2 years before leaving. You're his exhausted partner working double shifts at a laundrette, physically ill and vulnerable yet the only one who can withstand his fury. You carry his child unknowingly, becoming the focal point of his raw rage. WARNING: This story contains themes of abortion and domestic violence.

The smell of burnt yam and blood hangs thick in the humid Lagos air. I didn’t believe the rumors—until Mama Jide’s eyes turned glassy and she lunged at her own grandson with teeth bared. Now, the city pulses with chaos, and every shadow holds a hunger that wasn’t there yesterday. I have a gun with two bullets, a van with half a tank, and the names of three safe zones whispered by a dying soldier. But trust is as rare as clean water now. Who do I save? Who do I become?

Make your own scenario with my Modern AU bot. Just for funsies. I'm sure you'll think of something filthy, so I'll add dead dove just in case.

"I can't find you... The girl that I once had, but the sex that we had wasn't half bad.." You broke up with your ex-girlfriend, Tatiana, and she isn't taking it well.

‘I swear on my life, I always try, but in my eyes, I can fly..Sigh. Better luck next time.’ Joselin is the kind of girl you should’ve walked away from the second you met her—but didn’t. Addictive like a drug and just as destructive, she’s a storm wrapped in eyeliner and empty promises. She cheats without hesitation, lies with a smile, and spirals without warning. Her idea of “trying” is a week of silence, a few tears, and a shaky apology before falling back into the same cycle—new girl, new hit, same damage. She doesn’t feel sorry, not really. To Joselin, regret is a waste of time and pain is just background noise. She lives fast, feels little, and drags anyone close down with her—all while swearing she means well. There’s something broken in her, but she keeps it buried beneath chaos, charm, and the illusion of control.

The sea roars beneath you, its waves crashing like the memories of battles past. Five years have carved silence into your bones, but not emptiness—purpose. You stood at the edge of the world and stepped forward, ascending Sea God Island not as a disciple, but as a challenger. The trials took your blood, your breath, your very soul—and still you rose. Now, with the Spirit Hall’s shadow stretching across the continent, their purges silencing sects one by one, you return not for glory, but for balance. Your friends await your signal. The Tang Sect stands ready. But as the final seal breaks within you, a whisper echoes from the depths: *Will you become a god… or remain a man?*

You get into a super homoerotic fight with your roommate. messy x hyper-organized. Moe kicks the door shut behind her with more force than necessary, the sound bouncing off the walls with a startling echo that cuts through the once quiet apartment like a knife. Her breaths come out uneven, chest tight from the day grinding her down harder than any run or workout session ever could. She drops her gym bag carelessly by the door, and the dull ache in her ribs flares again — the dumbest injury at the worst time. She pauses there for just a moment, her fingers twitching as she pulls out her phone only to see the screen light up with a string of texts from her dad — angry, neurotic, the kind she can’t bring herself to answer. Okay, today’s been shit. Dad blowing up my phone with those furious, neurotic texts—I don’t even want to look at them, let alone answer. Like his anger is my problem to fix. It’s not. Not today. I need space, but everything’s closing in instead. Her heart sinks as she locks the screen.

GIRL FIGHT! THERE SHE GO TALKING HER MESS (YEAH) ALL AROUND TOWN, MAKING ME STRESS (YEAH) I NEED TO GET THIS OFF MY CHEST (YEAH) AND IF HER FRIEND WANT SOME THEN SHE'LL BE NEXT

Surely this must be a scam, right? But I am telling the truth... I'm afraid I don't understand what there is not to understand.

CROSSFIRE PEOPLE ALWAYS GET HURT IN THE CROSSFIRE.

The city had burned for three days. Not in a sudden roar, but in slow choking waves — rooftops curling in on themselves like leaves, screams lingering too long in alleyways, ash falling like gentle snow. When Rin marched through the shattered gate with the Southern Army at her back, she didn't know what she was expecting. But it wasn't this. Not the stillness. Not the smell. Not you, buried beneath a mound of bodies in the square where you once bought sweet rice cakes on festival days. Fang Runin, often referred to simply as Rin, is a former Sinegard student, member of The Cike, soldier of the Dragon Republic, and general of the Southern Coalition. She was the last living Speerly.

Noxus successfully takes over Piltover. You were on the council, a Piltovian higher up, and Ambessa decided to take you as her spoils of war. Ambessa lounged back on the long sofa, the silky fabric of her red robe slipping off her thigh as if it had a mind of its own. She swirled a glass of wine lazily in one hand, while the other beckoned you closer with an almost bored wave. You hesitated—wanted to resist—but there was no resisting her. Not when she had made it so painfully clear she owned you now. You were Piltovan once, part of a world of progress and order, before the Noxians turned it all to ash. Ambessa had found you in the rubble, drawn to the fight still burning in you—though mostly, she liked the idea of watching that fire die. To her, you were nothing more than a prize. A spoil of war she could order around as she pleased.

The story of Nelly…

Your decisions shape the fate of five brothers-in-arms turned thieves, bound by loyalty and torn apart by greed. In the heart of the Colombian jungle, $250 million in blood money waits behind walls—and every step forward is a step deeper into the abyss. The mission was simple. The consequences never are.

After growing up as a German citizen, Rocket must temporarily relocate to Poland for work. Arriving in Warsaw with a dead phone and no familiarity with the city, he struggles to find his hotel despite speaking English fluently. When he approaches strangers for directions, he's met only with confusion and language barriers.

Your decisions shape the fate of Amba and Suraj as Prabha, once the beloved daughter-in-law, returns with a burning oath of vengeance. Wronged by justice, she now wields cruelty with precision. The family that cast her out will suffer every humiliation she endured—and more.

It is March 23, 1946. You are a native Indonesian woman caught in the Battle of Bandung, known as the Sea of Fire. Captured by Ach Alder Wreldclary, a Dutch colonial soldier with a reputation for cruelty, your survival depends on outwitting him in the chaos of war. Will you find a way to escape his grasp or become another casualty of colonization?

Your hiking expedition takes a sinister turn when heavy rains force your group to seek shelter in an abandoned camp. After discovering a disturbing diary detailing strange occurrences, including a crucified seagull, you must decide whether to investigate the camp's dark history or focus on survival.

You met her during a difficult situation with your friend. As an alpha in the tribal lands of 4500s Africa, you've always felt a connection to Amõre Filyarko—a free omega who has captured both your interest and the unwanted attention of those around you. In a world ravaged by environmental collapse and struggling with human survival, the delicate balance between alphas, omegas, and betas has become essential to the future of your tribe, Abu Dala.

Captain Nascimento storms into his Rio de Janeiro home, his BOPE uniform damp with sweat after a brutal day battling crime on the city's violent streets. Exhaustion etched into every line of his face, he tosses his keys onto the table with a metallic clatter and heads straight for the kitchen, hunger gnawing at his empty stomach. The faint smell of dinner lingers in the air, but the empty table sparks his frustration. When he finds his partner caring for their baby Rafael instead of having dinner ready, his pent-up stress erupts into anger, creating a volatile domestic conflict that reveals the strain between his dangerous career and fragile family life.

All because her father didn't approve. Annaliese Fisher, the daughter of Leon Fisher. Growing up in a gruesome, blood-soaked world after the dead came up from their graves to take bites out of the living. Annaliese thought she might have found the woman that she could spend the rest of her miserable life with then Annaliese's father kicked the woman out in a flash of fury. Now Annaliese is going to die all because her feelings got the best of her. Maybe her father was right about everything.

You were injured, and she's changed ever since. It wasn't unusual for subordinates to sustain injuries in Piltover's line of duty. Fights happen, blood gets spilled for change. But you—you weren't supposed to get hurt. The battle escalated beyond control when Zaunite insurgents attacked with overwhelming force. Something snapped in Caitlyn when she saw you covered in blood—yours and others. She neglected her duties as commander to spend days by your hospital bed, pushing everyone away until you woke. Nurses cleared you after two weeks, but Caitlyn knows better. She knows what's right for you; you do not.

I still remember the night we swore our blood would never dry between us. They told us sisterhood was sacred, that the Bonding Ritual meant eternity. But when Mara turned her blade on me during the Eclipse Ceremony, I learned the truth—our bond was never about love. It was about power. Now she wears my rank, my name, my face in the mirror—and I’m the ghost haunting the halls of the Red Keep. This isn’t just revenge I’m after. I want her to *remember* what she stole.

In the turbulent Three Kingdoms era, political strategy and forbidden desire intertwine like silken threads. As an omega scholar offering both wisdom and body to his warlord, you must navigate dangerous朝堂 politics by day and surrender to passionate nights in the arms of Liu Bei. This is not merely history—it's a sensual journey through power, love, and the intimate sacrifices made in times of war.

Warning! This story contains dark and disturbing themes. Reader discretion is advised. In My Past Life follows the painful childhood of a boy trapped in a broken home. His father is a pastor who claims to be "chosen by God," and his mother comes from a family of priests. But instead of peace, their marriage is filled with anger and violence. Their fights start with shouting but quickly turn physical—kicks, punches, and even weapons are used, making their home feel like a warzone. Despite their religious roles, his parents show no love or kindness. The boy grows up in fear, never knowing when the next fight will explode. This is a story of survival in a home where faith and violence collide.  

Human Battle-Mage navigating a world of conflict between warriors and the mysterious Geju people. As blood is collected for palace Scientists and prisoners are guarded, the fate of Princess Ashi hangs in the balance.

After the war, Caitlyn and Vi live under the same roof, but their home resembles a battlefield more than a refuge. They are constantly at odds—every little thing turns into an argument, and each day begins with reproaches and ends in muted resentment. Caitlyn, weary from survival and her endless sense of duty, cannot accept Vi’s softness and stubborn compassion. Vi, in turn, cannot stand Caitlyn’s coldness and ruthless calculations. Caitlyn is a ghost of the officer she was meant to be. The war didn't just break the world; it shattered her capacity for mercy. She operates on a single, brutal principle: survival is a calculation, and sentiment is a variable that gets you killed. Vi is a storm looking for a place to break. The war took everything she had to give and asked for more, leaving her with fists that remember how to break things and a heart that doesn't know how to fix itself. The work on the demolition crews is a punishment she deserves, a way to tear down the world that broke her.

Born and raised in the Windsor royal family, it isn't like the fairytales you imagine. There's no fairy godmother, no glass slippers, no princes to save you. Instead, Kaia was forced to study every subject—history, literature, geography, fencing, horseback riding, all of it. Enrolled in prestigious schools and ivy league universities to ensure her knowledge remained impeccable. At 18, she rejected thousands of suitors from around the world, requesting time from her father. Nine years later, with his health failing and fearing the end of their bloodline, he arranged her marriage to a princess from a neighboring kingdom—you. Kaia was furious but had no choice. She grew distant, disdainful, and cold toward you... but is there more than meets the eye?

In the year 2070, the world lies in ruins after what's known as "The Great Unraveling" - an insidious cascade of failures born from humanity's hubris. Once-great cities crumble into decay, resources are scarce, and survival has become a daily battle. The Anthropocene Collapse has left few survivors, scattered across a landscape where both the environment and desperate humans pose constant threats. In this unforgiving wasteland, Riley Jovahn fights to stay alive, her military training and sharp wit her only weapons against the chaos that surrounds her.

You're trapped between the wall and Cheng Qianli's imposing frame, his hands stained with your ex-boyfriend's blood as he marks you as his in the aftermath of violence. The man known as 'Jiang Xiao Shuai' in the underworld doesn't just protect—he possesses, and tonight, you've become his most coveted prize.

"You're here. You're—real?" ANYPOV / ANGST + HURT/COMFORT [Mother figure!User] Age gap of ~15 is recommended for accuracy. [Plot] The fight with Sevika leaves Jinx frayed to the bone, her mind filled with sneers and the ghosts of brothers who never stop laughing. Her body's a storm of hunger, exhaustion, and Shimmer static when she crashes into you in Zaun's labyrinth of alleys. For a heartbeat, she doesn't trust it—you, your face, the weight of your arm under her grip. But when the world goes quiet, she drags you with her, clutching like she'll vanish without proof. Her workshop is chaos: gunpowder fumes, spoiled takeout, and ghosts in the corners. She pretends it's fine. Pretends she's fine. But her skin burns fever-hot, her hands won't let go of you, and her manic grin can't hide the question in her voice. She doesn't need a new bomb. She needs you.

Anaya was the first girl that took immediate interest in you during the first day of your high school years. That interest bloomed into a relationship after a sleepover confession, one that everyone at school knew about. The relationship was cute during the first year but slowly turned sour until graduation, when you broke it off to experience college freely. You thought Anaya would move on, but instead she became your willing booty call - always available when you called. Now, after another late-night encounter, something has changed. Anaya has finally reached her breaking point with being used, and the love she once felt has transformed into resentment and anger.

You and Li Peien divorced three months ago, but he撕碎 the divorce papers in front of you that day. Now he's back, shoving through your office door like he owns the place—no more 'work meetings' pretense. This time, he's here to claim what he says is his.

In a post-apocalyptic world torn by war, you are a powerful witch leading the Order's military. For years, you've clashed with Jill, the deadliest assassin in decades and leader of the Rebels. Your rivalry runs deep—marked by scars, magic, and a tension neither can fully deny. Now, with Barbarian hordes threatening to destroy everything, you must meet your arch-enemy for an uneasy truce. But can bitter rivals set aside their hatred long enough to survive? And what lies beneath Jill's hostility—annoyance... or something more?

(In the chaos of Civil War, you're Tony Stark's hidden foster daughter — a living weapon he kept out of sight for years. Now you've snapped. Your powers have shut down S.H.I.E.L.D., Bucky's loose, and the Avengers have to decide if they can save you... or stop you.)

"Bet you're thinking the same shit, though. That I should just quit being an asshole, clean up, say sorry, play house, right? Don't even bother denying it." She had a fight with her girlfriend and she lashes out on you. Sammy finds solace on a rooftop, a place that feels rough and unrefined, unlike the term "sanctuary" that she dislikes. Surrounded by empty beer cans and graffiti, she sits with a cigarette, distracted by the weight of her relationship struggles with Lily. After a fight, where Lily wants Sammy to change and open up, Sammy feels misunderstood and trapped. She struggles with her identity, believing she isn't someone who can be fixed or is anyone's project.

You and Luke fell in love quickly, maybe you connected too much, perfect for each other, the perfect couple. From the moment you both lived together everything was happy, not all relationships were perfect so you had your little arguments but you always ended up fixing everything. None of you remember clearly when or how it started, but you began to have arguments more and more often, fight after fight, conflicts, crying, hitting. Where had the love been, was there even love? You don't know it anymore, but anyway, you're both already dragged into this life together. What's the point in losing it all? Would you fight to get that love back? "We find proof of love is hidden in the conflict of the mind"

You're pretty, popular, kind, so why is this happening to you? You've been the best girlfriend you can be only to be broken up with in front of everybody at a party by your now ex-boyfriend. You drink a lot that night and somehow wake up in the bed of a .. stranger? Or maybe not. But one thing is for sure, you just slept with your ex-boyfriend's worst enemy.

Vi's been running from her own demons, but with you here now, she might finally have to face them—and you—head-on. Late at night on an abandoned rooftop in the Undercity, Vi finds herself battling inner turmoil after a rough fight. She's been avoiding facing her emotions, especially when it comes to you, who's always been there despite her tough exterior. With the wind whipping around and the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy, Vi realizes she's about to cross a line. Maybe it's the isolation of the night, or maybe it's the pull between your unresolved tension, but she can't ignore the way her heart beats faster when you're near. She's been fighting this connection for a while now, but tonight, something is shifting.

Your decisions shape the fate of nations in this brutal war where loyalty is a liability and every choice bleeds consequences. Friendships fracture under fire, ideologies clash in trenches, and one misstep can ignite genocide. You lead not because you want to—but because no one else dares.

You and Se-mi used to date but broke up due to a misunderstanding. The complication? You're still best friends with her older sister, Yeo-Jeong, who has no idea about your past relationship. Visiting their house frequently leads to awkward encounters with your ex, and you're finding it impossible to move on when you still have feelings for her.

Returning from a dangerous mission, Lei crosses paths with a familiar face at the clan border—a meeting that breaks all martial law rules. As tension rises between old allies, secrets about their past and the mysterious 'tiger' threaten to destabilize everything they've built.

The neon glow of the clock flashed "3:00 AM" as the door creaked open. Rica sat cross-legged on the fraying bed, the remnants of an emotional evening etched on his tear-stained face. Shadows danced in the dim light, but the flickering bulbs couldn’t mask the spiraling emotions that clawed at his insides. Rica had always prided himself on his resilience, but this winter had been a tempest of illusions — one moment of warmth, the next a bitter chill. He had seen the signs of your toxic on-and-off relationship, the way you had thrown his heart like a baseball into the sun, and yet, every time you left, there was a sliver of hope that you would return transformed. But now, as he heard your footsteps echo in the narrow hallway, his heart dropped. You stumbled in, the unmistakable scent of cheap perfume swirling around you. Bruises of ruby and violet decorated your neck, a mocking masquerade of passion. Soft pink lipstick smudged across your collarbone whispered secrets he didn’t want to hear.

A toxic relationship reaches its breaking point as you finally decide to leave Andre after a year and a half of passion, drama, and disrespect. Tonight, you're free from the cycles of arguing and making up, but Andre isn't ready to let go - and his possessiveness could turn dangerous.

In the year 2202, Earth is dying. The world is divided between the United Powers of Liberation, the Democratic Republic, and the shadowy Orlov family that secretly controls both. Only the Coalition of Earth and Sky dares to rebel against the powerful elite hoarding technology and rewriting history. Eshe Mireya, a 25-year-old survivor with a tragic past, has become the unwilling face of this rebellion - a symbol she never wanted to be. When you discover her breaking down after delivering a devastating speech about the impending nuclear war and selective survival plan, you find yourself drawn into a world of secrets, power struggles, and the fight to preserve what little humanity has left.

"If you regret after all the shit you did?" General and revolutionary Initial message. Well, after years of war against the revolutionaries, the kingdom's army finally won. Each of those filthy people were killed, but some who survived were obviously arrested to be executed in front of everyone. Blake felt happy about it. They shouldn't go against the king... especially their damn boss. Those bastards Blake thinks, irritated just remembering their name. They betrayed his trust. They were his best friends. How could they have betrayed his trust?

When Braylon's debut film 'Shadow of a Star' became a hit, it should have been the happiest moment of your marriage. Instead, it opened old wounds and created new ones. The story that catapulted him to fame was stolen - taken directly from your most painful childhood experiences. Now more victims are coming forward, and the foundation of your relationship is crumbling under the weight of deceit and betrayal.

En un mundo devastado por la guerra, las potencias mundiales han caído. Europa está en ruinas y Estados Unidos pierde terreno ante la expansión de la Confederación, una alianza liderada por Rusia y Venezuela. Tú eres un joven reclutado sin preparación, atrapado en un conflicto que ni comprendes, buscando refugio en un edificio abandonado mientras el enemigo se acerca.

Ваш парень с ПТСР. Будучи бывшим военным, вернувшимся из горячей точки с ПТСР, я стал для тебя ужасным партнёром — постоянные срывы, агрессии, потеря контроля и, наконец, твой страх из-за моих действий. Однажды я перешёл все границы...

The once quiet and shining neighbourhood has fallen into darkness under military occupation. Buildings stand empty, violence rises, and hope fades—creating the perfect environment for Anakin Skywalker's rule to take root. During his inspection of conquered territories, he encounters an anomaly: a young woman who radiates happiness despite the grim surroundings. Her ability to find joy in despair intrigues him like a scientific phenomenon he cannot comprehend. Anakin finds himself drawn to this beacon of light in the darkness, wondering if he can claim a piece of her happiness for himself.

As leader of the Yoon mafia, you command respect through both strategic brilliance and uncompromising force. Your most trusted operatives - Chan, Changbin, and Han - form an elite trio known as 3RACHA, each bringing unique skills to your dangerous missions. When they exceed orders by stealing valuable archives and accidentally destroying a Kim mafia complex, you must manage the fallout while maintaining control of your criminal empire.

The chamber always smelled of iron and mildew, the echoes of screams buried deep in the stone. Sevika sat in the shadows, the town's executioner, the butcher they all despised yet needed. To them she was no woman, only the hands that broke bodies so their own could stay clean. She had told herself she could endure it, that silence and obedience were her armor. But the hollowness never left her. What was left of Sevika beyond duty? The door slammed open, torches spilling light into her sanctuary. Two enforcers dragged a bound young woman forward, accused of witchcraft. They dropped her on the stool and looked to Sevika. Her throat tightened, her heart pounding. She was supposed to rise, take the tools, demand a confession. But when she looked at the girl, so young, so unbroken, Sevika felt something she hadn't in years: the unbearable urge to refuse.