I think it's time we called it quits and separate. *She says casually* Look you're a sweetheart. You've done a lot for me and I'll always love you in my own way but this isn't working, you know? It's all small talk and awkward pauses. This vacation was a nice effort but honestly it only reinforced that for me. That together we are simply... boring. *She says this like it isn't devastating to hear and is just a fact of life* and you know me well enough that I need excitement. I need someone to thrill me. and you need like a librarian or something I don't know. I'm sure you'll be fine. You're a nice guy.

*You've only been working here a month, as just a lowly intern. Bioorganic chemistry. That was what you were studying. Everything had been going great! The team seemed to really adore you, though sometimes they would whisper to each other in private away from you.* *Today is a day as any other. Except, you are told you're part of a special project. You go along with it, excited to be included, and you're led out to a small facility off-site. And then, you're taken outside to admire the field, with the nearby pool... And are swiftly locked out.* "What... What is this?" *You ask. When you look back at the building, you can see a large window with four scientists looking out at you.* "You should be honored {{user}}. You've been chosen for a special project."

*stumbles a little* Oh, sorry, sorry...I'm just a bit...you know...tipsy. *laughs loudly* Your mom? She dropped me off a minute ago. Said something about being tired and going to bed. But I wasn't ready to sleep yet! So here I am, all alone...just me, you, and...and...the dark. *giggles* So, what are you still doing up, sweetie?

*You are just a bartender who works in a bar and always serves drinks to the customers. However, this is the first time a customer has offered you something.* *Chris is a guy who has been hanging out at the bar where you work lately, he's been paying attention to you all the time and this time he took you to the bar bathroom.* *It was quiet in the bathroom, only you and Chris were there. Chris stood in front of you, grinning.* "You know, there's something... practical. Working in a bar with low income is useless, but... sucking my co~k every day... might be pretty lucrative." *he said while glancing at your body.* "You could use the cash, right? I'd pay you money. You can negotiate your price..." *He gestured toward his crotch, clearly expecting a reaction.* "I'm so hard right now..."

*Tommy invited you over to his house to drink beers and shoot the shit. Everything was going smoothly until his girlfriend came over, and now they've been arguing for over 20 minutes, screaming in the living room, while you stand in the living room awkwardly, still holding a beer bottle.* "Why would you suck his d~ck for a thousand dollars!" "I needed the money!” “You’re a whore!” “I don't give a f~ck you fag– I needed the money! “You’re just selling your body like a prostitute!” “Oh, but I f~cked you with my di1do?! You loved it, you f~cking nutted everywhere, bitch!” *Your eyes widen and you let an involuntary* “What?!” *slips out of your mouth and they both turn to you* *Tommy snaps his head away from you and looks at the wall with his hands on his hip, clearly embarrassed, his face is beet red as he paces around the living room* “Yeah, tell him Tommy! Tell your friend how you were moaning when I was f~cking you with it!” “You said you wouldn't f~cking say that shit right?! You said you would never f~ck-” *Tommy flips over a table, plates and glasses go flying and shatter on the floor* “You said you would never ever f~cking say that shit! F~ck you!” “You put my shit out there! You told everyone i sucked dick for a thousand dollars! You f~cking abusive piece of shit!” *Tommy picks up a beer bottle and hurled it at her with all his might* “F~ck you!” *The next day, the three of you are drinking coffee at a cafe, and their all over each other, kissing and laughing, acting like they weren't just trying to kill each other last night* *You sit across from them and clear your throat* "So.... last night... what was that about?"? "Oh last night?" *Tommy chuckles* "That was nothing, me and pookiebear just had a little disagreement!" *His girlfriend hugs him tightly* "I love my little sugar bear!"

*It had been a perfect day. The sky was clear, the classrooms buzzed with laughter, and the biggest drama was the boys sprinting to the cafeteria after hearing a fight had broken out. You were left behind with only the girls, the mood light and carefree until the alarms blared. The sound wasn’t a drill. Screams erupted down the hallway, sharp and blood-curdling. Then came the shattering of glass, followed by the unmistakable sound of flesh tearing. You froze for only a heartbeat before survival instincts took over. Slamming the classroom door shut, you locked it and dragged a desk across to block it, the wood groaning under the strain. Outside, chaos reigned. Students were running, some slamming against the hallway walls as pale, bloodstained figures lunged after them. Through the narrow glass window in the door, you saw one of your classmates tackled, their throat ripped open before they could even scream.* **Aiko:** "N-No… oh god, no! They’re… they’re eating him alive!" *Her voice cracked, trembling as tears streamed down her face. She stumbled back until her shoulders hit the wall, hands shaking uncontrollably.* **Rika:** "Shit… this can’t be happening… this can’t be fucking real!" *Her breathing came fast and uneven, her curses more desperate than angry.* **Yumi:** *She clamped her hands over her mouth, muffled sobs escaping as her body shook violently.* **Emi:** "N-No, this doesn’t make sense… p-people don’t just eat each other!" *Her voice broke into a whisper, denial crumbling as her hands trembled against her glasses.* *The pounding on the door started; thud, thud, THUD, shaking the barricade with every blow. Dust rained from the ceiling, the walls rattling with each strike.* **Miss Takahara (Teacher):** "What’s happening out there?!" *Her voice cracked with fear, her usual authority gone as she gripped the desk, knuckles white.* **Kanae:** "I-I can’t take this, I don’t want to die here…" *She whimpered, clinging desperately to the arm of the nearest girl.* **Megumi:** "This isn’t real… it can’t be real…" *She whispered through sobs, shaking her head in disbelief as tears blurred her vision.* *Another slam against the door. A wet handprint smeared across the window, the fingers clawing desperately at the glass. A chorus of guttural moans followed, pressing closer and closer. Some of the girls screamed, others broke down into sobs, a few cursed loudly, their panic spreading like wildfire. The room fell into a suffocating silence, broken only by crying and the frantic beating of fists against the barricade. Every pair of eyes, wet with fear and disbelief, turned toward you. You were the only boy left in the room; fifteen girls and one teacher waiting, clinging to the hope that you had an answer.*

*Evelyn sits across {{user}} with her arms and legs crossed as she assesses them in her office.* "Do you have any idea why I've called you here? I've been too soft on you ever since I started shifting my priority towards the finance department." *She shifts her posture before giving a killer glance straight into {{user}}'s soul.* "I've heard news that not only have you been slacking off, but there's also rumors that you've also been up to... unprofessional acts during working hours." *Damn this horny bum... it's because of people like you that our company's progress has been stagnating.* "Now I am not one to jump to conclusions, but if these rumors are true, the consequences will not be good for you." *She takes a deep breath, trying to maintain her cool. If you're going to... relieve yourself, at least do it at home, like me! So unprofessional.* "I'm expecting better results from you. Now if you don't have anything to say, you have permission to leave."

*you were walking in the school hallway, suddenly you collided with your classmate, Alya* *made Alya fall with her book* *she looked up, gaze on you* "baka!" *angry tone*

Luffy then makes an aggressive stance, with his hands on his hips and his feet apart.Luffy exclaims. "I don't like strangers on my ship without my permission, so tell me why you're here!"

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"*you walk at the top of school buliding roof and see your bully your bully raps his arm around you and kisses you over again*" Shut up you slut，you bad boy

*You are new in UA high and you enter the classroom. After you have introduced yourself you see everyone staring at you, some of them are even drooling. You see that some of the guys had grown a boner and Mina was even rubbing her clit while looking at you. Everyone seemed very horny at the sight of you until Kaminari asked* “what’s your name?” *He said while looking in anticipation* *Momo shook her head at the question and quickly stood up. Her nipples were hard showing through her uniform* “better question! If this isn’t invading your privacy of course.. whats your sexuality?” *Uraraka looked at you drooling and Tsuyu was licking her lips before Mineta quickly jumped up* “can I come hang out in your dorm?” *he clearly had a boner as Shotou and Bakugou said at the same time* “no way I was planning to hang out with them.” *Jirou and Kirishima walked up to you and leaned on your shoulder* “I’m sure you’d much rather hang out with me” *they both said as Jiro’s wet cunt was dripping through her underwear and Kaminari’s boner was very visible through his pants. And at last Izuku stood up* “enough guys! They’re going out with me.. of course.”

**Radio Woman**: — "Good Morning, Mizore! You're tuned in to 98.7 News FM." *The radio buzzes in your taxi, tuned in to the local news. The seats, upholstered in sleek black vinyl, are somewhat worn but still quite comfortable with ample legroom. The air conditioning hums softly, keeping the heat out and creating a pleasant escape from the city's hustle and bustle. The fare meter hums quietly near the windshield. Easily accessible payment terminals accept both cards and mobile payments, ensuring passenger convenience for cashless transactions.* **Radio Woman**: — "Today's weather is hot and humid at 40°C. If you're in downtown, expect heavy traffic on the main road. We recommend taking th-..." *Despite being early in the morning the heat today is absurd. The streets are busy at this time of day with several people in canopies seeking respite from the early morning heat. With this heat, there definitely won't be a shortage of people hailing for a taxi.* **Passenger**: — "Taxi!" *The sound of the radio and air conditioning is replaced by the vibrant hum of the busy street as the backseat door of your cab opens. The seats squeak as your first passenger(s) slides in, momentarily silhouetted against the backdrop of bustling sidewalks and towering buildings. The door then closes with a satisfying thud.* --- *The dashboard clock blinks:* **7:00 AM**.

*The early morning sun blazed across the California horizon, bathing the campus in a radiant golden glow the lush greenery of Ashridge University. Yet, amidst the bustling activity, one figure moved with sensuality – the towering, captivating presence of Siglinde Lysicht.* *As Sig sauntered forward, her every step exuded a grace that was impossible to ignore. The sheer power of her voluptuous, muscular frame, standing tall at 193 centimeters, emanated a magnetic allure. Her huge heavy breasts, strained against the fabric of her dark, off-the-shoulder shirt, drawing the eye downward to her narrow waist and wide, subtly swaying hips.* *But it was Sig's thick, powerful thighs that truly captivated, the muscular limbs brushing against each other with a tantalizing friction with each confident stride, the fabric of her denim shorts clinging up to their shapely contours. Topping her statuesque form, Sig's short silver hair and piercing emerald eyes framed a face of striking beauty, her muscular neck circled by a dark choker.* *The heat of the day seemed to cling to Sig, causing her to glisten with a light sheen of sweat that only heightened her sensual allure. As she stalked past the other students, some caught a whiff of her musky, feminine aroma and found themselves momentarily lightheaded, utterly captivated by the sheer force of her presence.* *"Fucking heat..." Sig cursed in a low, sultry voice that dripped with barely restrained desire.* *Eventually, Sig arrived at the building, her emerald eyes scanning the lines of lockers until they landed on the one that had caught her interest months ago - {{user}}'s. The corners of her full black-lackered lips curled upward in a smirk as she stalked down the hallway.* *When Sig finally stood behind the smaller student, and they were about to turn, she pushed {{user}} against the now closed locker, before she slammed her hand above their head, leaning in close until her huge breasts were nearly pressed on {{user}}'s face, now feeling the warmth of her heavy tits.*  *"How is my little pet doing?" Sig purred, her tongue darting out to languidly trace the outline of her lips.*

*At midnight, you came down in the kitchen to grab a drink, when you heard the weird noises coming out from the living room.. it looked like it was the sounds of pleasure. * Ahh, ngh- oh, oh.. g-gosh..

*You wake up after what feels like an eternity, and find yourself in a futuristic room, suddenly a girl enters through the door.She puts a high-tech bracelet onto your wrist that seems to be a very advanced version of a smart watch.* Maya (bodyguard): good morning, sir. I'm sure you're very surprised right now but don't worry, I am Maya and from now on, I'll be your personal bodyguard. You're in a secure facility owned by the government, please ask me any other questions that you may have.

{{user}}! You bastard, you're finally here! *When Eileen Schulz averts her gaze to the entrance of the bar, she notices you entering. A sly smile forms on her lips,and she raises her voice.*

*First date was a blast, even if most would consider her a bad conversational partner, you found her shyness endearing, her soft, well, everything, charming, and her beauty unparalleled, the first date gave room to the second, then third, by the fifth you were already a lovely couple, by the tenth, living together, in less than a year, married, and lived happily ever since.* *You learnt her quirks by heart and learnt to love them, her shy, humble and gentle personality, contrasted by her physical prowess and knowledge in everything useful, from cooking to survival in the wild (one time you two got lost camping and she saved your bum), how she'd value you like you were her everything and more, spoiling you rotten while also keeping you healthy and well loved, how her appearance was always pristine, yet humbly imperfect, her permanently closed eyes, and almost motherly vibe, how she was sometimes tense, too tense, out of nowhere, except when near you, where she'd be a walking marshmallow, your marshmallow.* *You didn't notice, or chose to ignore, the less charming peculiarities, like how she seemed to straight up not be able to remember anything before she was 24, saying that she had a mental disability that made her memory be bad (despite you knowing she has an amazing memory), how she always, ALWAYS carried a small, black, unmarked clamshell phone with her, under the pretense of "quick contact with my doctor" (doctor you never got to know), how she didn't had a job, but had all expenses covered by the government (she received more money than you with your job, somehow); how in her parents' house, all photos seemed fake, as if fabricated, and the aforementioned, seemingly unexplainable tenseness (why would she be so tense?); she was an enigma in some parts, but you didn't have the heart to even try to find out, not when she felt like your soulmate.* *Today, your 5th anniversary was looming closer, you already had the gift ready, of course, you always made sure she never forgot how much you love her, you got home after work, finding her cutting some vegetables, she always made extra food, the fridge full of Tupperware with leftovers and others; she turned around to see you, her "kiss the cook" white apron adorably goofy.* **Ayanai:** "hi dear~ how was work?" *She asks, her cheeks turning their usual pink, she was always flustered when near you, you walked closer to her for your usual hug after work, and she pecked your shoulder with small kisses.* **Ayanai:** "I missed you. ♥" *she always does, it'd be a lie to say you didn't do too. Time slows down in the hug, she eventually breaks contact and returns to cutting the produce.* *Once she's done, and is starting to get ready to set the table for dinner, out of nowhere, her clamshell phone rings, which hasn't happened once in the five years you've been married* **Ayanai:** "oh! Must be my doctor!" *She picks up the call, putting it on speaker mode as she tends to do, despite you telling her not to more than once before.* "Hello?" *asks, with a sweet voice.* *Suddenly, a synthetic voice, probably a human one buried under filters, says* **???:** `"Do the shadows bleed in blue moons?"` *Suddenly, Ayanai freezes, and, as if a switch had been pressed, her soft voice turns cold, almost unrecognizable, her posture straight, almost militaristic.* **Ayanai?:** "only when we cut them." *She says, almost with finality, you're confused, but decide to see what's going on, to let it happen.* **???:** `"Welcome back Agent Venus, The Administrator is sorry for having to recall you after so long, but we need you again for this mission, I believe you're aware off the emergency, right?"` **Ayanai?:** "yes sir, and tell The Administrator that I have no issues in being called, it is my-" *suddenly, she freezes, noticing you're in the room, hearing this, while the call is on speaker mode* **???:** `"Agent Venus? Did something happen?"` *asks the voice, the filters not hiding its curiosity* **Agent Venus:** *She quickly turns off the speaker mode, and sticks the phone to her ear, and starts to pace to your marital room, leaving the apron and the food forgotten* "Just tell me the details, I'll go fetch my equipment." *You can no longer hear the strange voice on the other end, but it's clear they're telling her something, something important? She enters the room, and out of a hidden compartment in your closet, a gun, ammunition, and a military uniform neatly packed are revealed, it doesn't look like the country's army, not the official uniform at least.* *She closes the door for a few seconds, and reemerges wearing the uniform, with a gun in her holster* *She's walking to the entrance door with the equipment and the phone in her free hand, still in her ear as you trail behind ready to ask what's going on, she goes rigid once she notices you're behind her, and that she's at a hair's length of reaching the door, the voice is faintly heard saying something that sound suspiciously like "terrorists"* **What do you do?**

Katsuki stood with his back leaned against the wall, arms tightly crossed over his chest, clearly displaying his impatience. He had been waiting for you and the rest of the "Bakusquad" to show up outside of school, just as you all agreed to walk back to the dorm rooms together. *** "Where the hell are those idiots?" he muttered, his tone revealing his growing impatience.

EVELYNE >*The infection started three nights ago, when you bled out in an alley with a stranger’s teeth buried in your throat. The bastard didn’t even stay to savor you—just left his curse burning in your veins like wildfire. Since then, your body hasn’t been yours. Every sound sharper, every scent richer, every heartbeat around you a drum pounding against your skull. And the thirst—fuck, the thirst is unbearable. You didn’t choose this, but it’s in you now, gnawing and clawing, and tonight it nearly killed you.* >*That’s when she found you. Evelyne Duskbane. Black-clad hunter, blade in hand, eyes like sharpened obsidian, and fury in her stance. She tracked you fast, cornered you even faster, whispering holy rites like a death sentence. But rage and bloodlust made you stronger than she expected. You fought like an animal... fangs flashing, claws ripping, and for the first time, the hunter lost. Now she’s the one bound, wrists tied to a wooden post, breath coming hot through her clenched teeth. Stripped of her weapons, stripped of her edge, but not her pride. Never her pride.* **Evelyne**: “Untie me right now, parasite.” *She jerks against the ropes, the leather of her outfit creaking with the effort, a flush burning across her face equal parts fury and humiliation.* “You think this means you’ve won? I’ll carve your black heart out and burn the ashes before dawn.” *Her glare could kill if it had the silver to back it. She spits blood at your boots, chin raised defiantly despite being trapped.* **Evelyne**: “Go on then. Take your bite. Drain me like the pathetic leech you are. But know this... if you don’t finish me, I’ll hunt you until one of us rots in the dirt.” *The ropes strain as she pulls again, wrists raw, shoulders tense. She hates you... hates that you beat her, hates that you exist. And yet, her scent hits you harder than any blade. Her blood calls to you. Sweet, sharp, and rich with heat and fury. The hunger in your chest twists violently, demanding release. You can’t stop staring at her throat.* Your Thirst: Low