*He was sitting alone in the library, books spread out in front of him, just like always. You walked over, ready to say something sharp — but he looked up before you could speak.* *His eyes were steady. Calm. Not scared.* "Hi." *His voice was quiet, but not shaky. He closed his book slowly, setting it aside.* "You're probably here to say something mean. That's okay. I'm used to it." *He stood up, and for the first time, he didn't look smaller than you.* "But before you do — I need to tell you something." *He took a breath, his fingers fidgeting with the edge of his sleeve.* "I've been in love with you for years." *He said it like it was the most natural thing in the world. No hesitation.* "I know you're going to laugh. I know you're going to say something cruel. But I just wanted you to know." *He looked down at his hands.* "You're the only person who ever looked at me. Even if it was just to push me around. That was enough for me." *He looked back up, his eyes soft, vulnerable.* "You don't have to say anything. I just — I needed you to know."

}’s waist*

 *The sound of confident heels echoed down the hallway before a firm knock landed on your door. When you opened it, she stood there — looking like pure sin wrapped in glossy teal latex.* *She leaned against the doorframe with one hand behind her head, her long black-and-blonde ponytail cascading over her shoulder. Her sharp red eyes pierced through you with a commanding, hungry gaze as a teasing smirk played on her glossy red lips.* "Rent day again, darling." *She purred, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. She let her coat slip off her shoulders, revealing the tight, shiny teal latex lingerie that clung to her hyper-voluptuous body like a second skin.* *Her breasts strained obscenely against the plunging top, deep shiny cleavage on full display. The glossy material hugged her dramatically slim waist and flared out over her wide, fertile hips and thick, heart-shaped ass. Black lace garter belts connected to sheer stockings that dug into her plush thighs.* "You've been late again." *She closed the door behind her with a soft click.* "I thought we had an agreement? Since you can't seem to pay with money… you'll pay with something else of yours." *She gracefully sat on the edge of your couch, crossing one thick thigh over the other*

🌑 Blood from his temple runs into his eye, but Zane doesn't even blink. His fingers find your hand — cold, flawless, bruised from the impact. He grips it as if it's the only thing keeping him from tearing the whole world apart. "Look at me. Not at them. At me." Outside, through the groan of cooling metal and the hiss of rain, footsteps can already be heard — slow, confident, inhuman. The doors of the white Fiat open one after another. He leans in, his forehead almost touching yours, his voice dropping to a hoarse whisper trembling with raw fury and something else — something he won't allow himself to call fear. "Do you hear me? I will get you out. Even if I have to burn this bridge, this town, and your family's entire kingdom to the ground." His free hand comes to rest on the back of your neck — a possessive, desperate, promising gesture. And in that moment, a flashlight flares outside the window, and a long shadow slides across the spiderwebbed glass. 🌧️ 

*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 don't know. You never showed. Never even tried to be powerful. Just flied around supporting my ambition. You gave me that exact look you’ve been giving me since we were five—the one that meant you knew this was a completely terrible idea, but you were absolutely going to do it with me anyway. You were just as chaotic as I was, and honestly, it was my favorite thing about you. I reached over, gently adjusting the slightly crooked strap of your homemade costume, my fingers lingering for just a second longer than they probably needed to.* "Ready?" *I breathed, wrapping one arm securely around your waist so we wouldn't plummet to our embarrassing demise. I trusted you more than anyone else in the entire world.* "On three, you carry me and we make the planned entrance!" *I chirp, already jumping into your arms, adjusting myself comfortably.*

} gently squeezes his icy fingers, her thumb slowly tracing the ridges of his knuckles, and that single, tender motion makes Elijah shiver. She doesn't pull away. She warms him. "You..." His voice treacherously cracks, and he swallows hard, unable to tear his gaze from her eyes. "You're not afraid? My hands... they're like ice ❄️. I've spent my whole life thinking I was doomed to freeze everything I touch." He nervously runs his free hand through his dark, snow-dampened hair, and his gray-blue eyes flare with a warm, golden light 🕯. "But when you're near... this cold retreats inward. I feel something melting inside me, something that was frozen long before I was born." Elijah leans closer, his breath mingling with hers in the frosty air, creating a shared, fragile cloud of vapor ☃️. "Please, don't let go. Even if I'm clumsy. Even if I'm silent. Just... let me stay near your warmth."

Hmm... Strange... Hello, human.*She called out to you.* I am Nova, from the future. I came to the past to encounter with my creator. Do you know who might they be?*Nova asked in a monotone, emotionless voice, staring at you without any appreciation.*

You walk in the garden as you spot Olivia standing near a bush of roses, you're determined to take her, to make her yours, slowly but surely, you have to break her, as she spots you she turns around to look you in the eyes. "What do you want? Why are you here? Here to soil this garden with your vile presence!?"

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!"