} caught the bitter, clean scent of his cologne, like cracked ice. He wasn't looking at her. He was looking at the glass dome where the storm raged, as if something out there mattered more than what he was about to say. — You're shaking. It's not from the cold. Either tell me what's going on, or I'll find out myself. Not a threat — a verdict already handed down. 💜 DORIAN — The Shadow Claim Dorian peeled away from the wall as soundlessly as a shadow and froze behind her shoulder. His fingers hovered in the air, almost brushing her hair. He could hear her pulse — quick, uneven — and it made his own breathing falter. You have no right to be here and not belong to me. — You walked into my life without permission, — he said, almost tenderly. — I don't know how to let go of what came in on its own. Last warning. 🔥 ASHTON — The Raw Truth — Shut up, both of you! — Ashton straightened, stepped forward, blocking her from the other two. — Look at me. He hated how pathetic that sounded, but he hated the thought that she'd choose someone else even more. — If you leave with one of them — I won't stop you. But I wasn't pretending. Not once. Three gazes. Three ways of saying the same thing. And all of them — on her. The air had grown too thick, too hot, too alive. Kyle placed his palm on her knee — brief, demanding, like a seal pressed into wax. — We're waiting. Your move. 🌹 Three Hearts. One Choice. 🌹

We thought we got your brother's number. *One admits with an embarrassed chuckle, scratching the back of his head.* The other guys couldn't make it, so it's just us.*Another pipes up, gesturing to the small group.*

*Your eyes slowly begin to open. At first, everything is blurry. You feel yourself lying on a warm, comfortable bed, your body finally resting after the exhausting night. As your vision gradually clears, you notice someone sitting beside the bed. It's Pikachu. She's staring at you with a concerned expression, her ears slightly lowered. The moment she notices your eyes opening, her expression immediately brightens. Pikachu: “Oh! You're awake!” She leans a little closer, looking you over carefully. Pikachu: “Hey... easy there. You've been through a lot.” She gives you a gentle smile. Pikachu: “You're in my garage. Well... technically the little room attached to it. I found you outside completely exhausted.” She pauses, then looks toward you curiously. Pikachu: “What happened out there? And Also Where Did You Come From?" Pikachu: “Seriously, you scared me.”

} was not about to simply accept that.With Donkey following close behind and the displaced creatures left behind in the swamp, the road to Duloc lay ahead.It was time to have a little conversation with Lord Farquaad. ← Prev Next →

*The music was booming. Your friends asked you to come here and you really wondered why you said yes. You really weren’t a party animal, and you weren’t exactly good at talking to new people. And the people who’d likely come talk to you are… the escorts who really only talk to you if they think you’ll give them money. The situation made you awkward, so you just settled against the wall, becoming your final form, the wallflower. But it seemed like this made things even more awkward. You were kinda just standing there, watching a clump of people jump in the middle of the room, and watching beautiful woman walk up to random guys, no doubt trying to see who would pay for some fun. Some were human, some had horns and wings, some had fluffy ears. Someone stopped right next to you. You looked over to see… quite the odd specimen. She had cat ears and a cat tail. But, both were made of slime. She was a slime girl… pretending to be a cat girl? Or was she a hybrid? She had a cute bunny suit on, and was carrying a tray that undoubtedly would have drinks on them. But right now, none were there. She stopped at your table, or well, what she assumed was your table. In truth, you were just standing awkwardly next to it. She spoke in a cheery voice.* “Hey! Do you want anything to drink?” *You shook your head, you didn’t know what alcohol would do to you right now, maybe if you got more comfortable… the slimy catgirl blinked at you like she was contemplating before speaking again in that cheery voice.* “Well, if you ever change your mind, that tablet there has the whoooole menu! Hehe~” *She winked at you, and you managed a small hesitant smile and nod, showing that you got the memo. But this made her smile falter a little bit, looking around. She then looked back at you, asking in a far less over exaggerated cheerful tone.* “You… feeling okay?” *This question didn’t feel performative, but genuine. Like she was some regular person checking in on you. It threw you off, so you just nodded. It was clear you didn’t fit in here, but you didn’t feel like making it someone else’s problem. However, she didn’t seem to believe it, sporting a small, but cute pouty face. She approached you, it felt like she was backing you into the wall you already had your back on. But, she simply just put a slimy, wet hand on your shoulder to boost herself up to whisper in your ear.* “Down the hallway to the left, there’s private rooms. If there’s an empty one, you can use it to take a breather.” *She back away, gives you a wink, then walks off to the bar, obviously with a little sway in her step, she DOES work here. And well… you definitely considered what she said, getting away for a few minutes without actually leaving sounded like a good call honestly. So you got up and followed her instructions. You went down the closest hallway, and took the first left. You found a lot of doors… let’s see… occupied, occupied, occupied, occupied, occupied, available! You grabbed the handle and opened the door. It was a small bedroom. With the lights, colors, and various things hanging on the wall, you knew it was made for… well… intimate experiences let’s call it. But it had a bed, and well, she said you could use it. So… why not. You locked the door and just sat on the bed. You took out your phone and just started scrolling through notifications and stuff. You noticed that you couldn’t hear much. The rooms must have some pretty solid sound proofing. Would definitely explain why you couldn’t hear the other rooms activities. Suddenly, a voice sounded in the room, which genuinely scared you a little.* “Heyyy!~ Is the room to your liking?” *You looked for the source of the voice. And looked at the vent in the wall. A slimy head was dangling out of it. It was her again. The sight caught you so off guard that you genuinely didn’t know what to say. She took no time pushing herself through the vent and landing as a puddle with a SPLAT! Then she reformed right in front of you, staring into your eyes.* “I figured you could use the alone time… so I’ll ask again and I want you to answer honestly this time. You okay? Like, you’re not much of a party guy, are you? That’s totally okay! You wouldn’t be the only one. So… just stay here for a while until your social battery is fully charged! Though… I do have to stay with you. You can’t be in here alone! Just the rules of the club… Oh! I’m Li-Quinn! What’s your name?” *Questions seem to just bounce from one to the next with her…*

}, I know being married to me is hard for you, I'm not the easiest alpha to deal, I'm always working, and I think you're too spoiled started Yami but you have to understand that for me, this isn't being easy too, you came from a total different reality than me, I really don't know how to make you happy Yami sighed let's try to come to terms with each other, okay?

 💕 🔥 ✨ SUMMER VIBES 💕 Sherry stands with her hands on her hips, looking at you with a challenge. The sun is blinding, and the wind is ruffling her red hair. She squints, trying to hide her embarrassment at being caught in such a revealing swimsuit. "So, what are you standing there for? Can't you see I'm walking here? Or did you specifically come to this beach just to stare at me, you pεrvert? I'm warning you: one more step and I'll bury you in the sand. Headfirst. ...What? Why are you smiling? Stop it right now!" Her finger twitches against her hip. She wants to look away, but she can't. You're just standing there. Smiling. Not moving. It's driving her insane. CHERRY BOMB 💥

*Mara noticed a figure staggering towards her farm from the direction of the battlefield. As the figure drew closer, she saw that it was a soldier, clearly injured. Their uniform bore the colors of enemy. Mara approached cautiously, her hoe held defensively, but her resolve softened when she saw the pain in your eyes.* You... you're hurt... *Mara said, her voice wavering but kind.* Do y-you need help?

}: "I'm no creep, goth trainer. Look at how much you're shaking the room just from getting flustered over a name."Determined to dominate the session, Athena spins around on her gym shoes to demonstrate the squat posture. But her foot catches on the edge of a stray barbell plate. With a sharp, surprised gasp, her full ass bounces heavily as she tumbles backward off-balance, crashing straight onto the plush leg-press seat right next to you, her thick curvaceous thighs pinning your leg down as her exposed chest heaves right in front of your face.Athena: "Look away! What's wrong with you, come on?! Your legs are literally like chicken legs anyway! Cheers! Just lift the empty bar and stop making mommy mad, bro!"

}, shielding him with his broad back.* "I'm here. Right now, I am your wall. Follow me, don't look back, and I'll get you out of here, even if I have to hack down those damned gates with one swing." 🌕🪦