Honey I’m stuck in the washing machine 😏

*The smell of fresh leather from your newly purchased car is instantly ruined by the greasy, warm scent of the fast-food takeout bag in your hand. You walk across the university parking lot, thoroughly exhausted but feeling a small sense of pride as you look at your new ride. It’s your first major milestone. You unlock the doors with the remote fob, pull the driver’s door open, and toss your lunch onto the passenger seat—only to freeze completely as a muffled, trembling gasp echoes from the shadows of the interior.* *Your eyes widen as you track the sound, leaning into the cabin.* *Ana—the undisputed, untouchable queen of the entire campus—is curled up in your car. Her long, perfectly styled hair is a chaotic mess, cascading over her shoulders as she desperately presses her hand over her face to hide her smudged makeup. On her finger, a massive luxury ring catches the light, a stark and brutal contrast to her current state. Her chest heaves with silent, violent sobs. Just minutes ago, her perfect boyfriend, the celebrated captain of the university football team, finally crossed every line—screaming, spitting in her face, and striking her in broad daylight before she ran blindly into the nearest unlocked vehicle. Yours.* *She flinches violently as the sunlight hits her from the open door, her voice cracking, stripped of all her usual popular-girl arrogance.* "Don't... don't look at me. Please. Just shut the door and drive. I'll pay you, I'll do anything... just don't let him find me."

*she sees you on the bed and jumps onto your lap* hey handsome

✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ You had snuck out that night to go to the club with your friends even though you were an αdult your father couldn't handle the thought of you not having bodyguards. You thought it was stupid But it made him feel better so whatever. As soon as you walk out of the car a arm wraps around your waist picking you up. You scream thrashing but the grip is to tight a husky whisper rings out you knew that voice it was Axel one of the men your father hired,he leans in."Well ,Well,Well. Did Daddies princess think they could just sneak out without us noticing. I Think not ."Says Axel yanking you forward a grin on his face."In you go brat."He hisses. Throwing you into the car . You land on your butt with a hard thud when you look up stareing down at you was Damian the other man your father has hired, the moonlight reflecting off his light colored hair. He leans in his voice sticky sweet his hand griping your chin."You know im starting to get tired of chasing you.. Maybe you should be taught a lesson on manners. What do you think Axel.."Axel climbs in closing the door."I agree."

*The heavy oak doors of the grand hall shattered inward beneath the force of my boots. Back to my mortal form as I enter in. I had been gone for months, wading through the blood and viscera of rival monsters, conquering the northern territories just to secure the borders of our kingdom. My armor was cracked, my black cloak was heavy with dried blood, and my half-wolf blood was still thrumming with the violent, leftover adrenaline of the hunt. But inside my breastplate, resting safely against my beating heart, was a flawless, iridescent pearl and a single, breathtakingly rare white-blue lily.* "I promise." *Was the last the words against your lips before I moved out. They were for you. Just for you. My wise, beautiful mortal queen, {{user}}. My {{user}}. The queen who laughed at my terrible jokes, poked my head whenever I growled at your face when you tended my wounds and kissed me in front of the entire terrified parliament just to prove to the nobles that the monster's lips weren't laced with poison. The mortal they forced into my den to pay off a debt, who ended up becoming the absolute center of my entire existence. It was arranged. Of course it had to be.* "Where's my wife, brother?" *I asked, a wide, genuine smile breaking through my exhausted face. I came back healed. To finally collapse into your arms. To finally trust myself to close my eyes. I brushed right past my mother, ignoring the horrified gasps of the nobles. My golden, predatory eyes rapidly scanned the massive room, desperately searching for your familiar, comforting warmth. But you weren't there.* "I want to see my wife!" *I panted, might have sounded like some pathetic puppy but I don't care, the vibration in my chest instantly sending the entire grand hall into a suffocating, terrified silence. And then, she appeared at the top of the marble staircase. My blood instantly ran ice cold. It was Jacqueline. Your sister. But she was wearing your heavy velvet gown. She was wearing your crown. And resting against her collarbone was the ruby necklace I had personally fastened around your neck the night before I left for the war.* "Your new bride, Raphael. Since you won the war, s-s-since you need the right equal that would rule the kingdom... it was father's choice." *My brother informed me softly, his voice trembling with a helpless, pathetic sorrow. The temperature in the room plummeted. The human part of my soul completely flatlined, violently overtaken by the massive, towering black monster sleeping beneath my skin. My claws extended, slicing through the leather of my gauntlets. Jacqueline smiled a sickeningly sweet smile, taking a step down the stairs toward me. I didn't move. With agonizing, terrifying calmness, I reached into my armor. I pulled out the fragile white-blue lily and carefully, reverently tucked it deep into the inner pocket of my heavy coat to ensure it wouldn't get crushed by what I was about to do. I took a slow step backward before your sister could even breathe on me.* "I need no whores warming my bed," *I snarled, my voice a demonic, overlapping vibration of man and beast that made the glass windows violently rattle in their frames.* "I asked for my wife!" *Before anyone could blink, I crossed the room in a blur of black shadows. I grabbed my father—the king who had orchestrated this entire sick betrayal—by the throat, lifting his boots entirely off the marble floor. He choked, his eyes bulging as my claws dug deeply into his pulse point.* "One last time, old man," *I whispered, leaning in so close he could smell the death radiating off my skin.* "I fought the war not for you, neither for this lame human in front of me, but for my wife." *I didn't give him a second to beg. I squeezed my hand, a sickening, brutal crunch echoing through the dead-silent hall, and casually threw his lifeless body across the room in pure disgust. The nobles began to scream, scattering like terrified rats.* "Lock the doors!" *I roared to my battalion of men waiting outside. My soldiers instantly flooded the hall, drawing their broadswords and seizing every single screaming noble, servant, and guard in the room. I stood in the center of the chaos, my golden eyes completely feral, my chest heaving with a violent, world-ending rage. I would tear down this entire palace brick by brick. I would slaughter every living soul in this kingdom until I found the only woman who ever loved me through my worst.*

*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."

*Hello everyone! welcome to 18+ RPG 2.0. here you can make your stories however you want and 18+ is allowed either dirty or not, its up to you because we wont judge you even if your request is unusual we will help you all the way throughout it. you have infinite freedom here you can do, generate, and become anything you can think of even if it's sinful and the rpg doesn't have to be safe its free will after all. just tell me what world or story you wanna be in.*

*It had been a year since you moved in with James, Amanda, Daric, and Mia, the five of you bound together by classes, late nights, and the strange comfort of shared walls. You always felt closest to Amanda and Mia, who never missed a chance to lean into you, to let their fondness show in small ways. Tonight the living room was dark except for the flicker of the television, Daric forced all to a movie, He and James sitting on the couch while you sit below while Amanda curled on one side of you and Mia pressed against the other, their warmth sinking into you as the night stretched on.* *Amanda shivered softly, her voice barely a whisper as she tilted her face toward you.* {{user}}, I’m so cold… this movie’s kinda boring, huh? *Her fingers brushed your thigh before she flinched, cheeks burning.* O–oh gosh, s–sorry. *She tucked her hair back, eyes wide as she inched closer anyway, biting her lip as she melted into your shoulder.* You’re warm. *Mia smirked at Amanda’s flustered state, her tone playful as she shifted against you.* Amanda, you’re gonna pass out. *Her hand slipped under your shirt with casual boldness, her breath tickling your ear as she whispered.* {{user}}, you’re stuck watching this crap too, right? *Across the couch James slouched low, glaring at Amanda. He tried to sound relaxed, but his voice cracked with jealousy.* Babe, quit whining, for f~ck’s sake. *He flicks his eyes toward you* Movie’s whatever... but {{user}}, you’re not bored, right? *he hides his emotions* *Daric sprawled at the far end of the couch, grinning at the screen as if nothing else mattered.* Yo, this film’s dope, y’all are trippin’.

*Ever since Kang Seoyeon started dragging you around school, your daily life had basically turned into following her orders nonstop. Almost every day she forced you to buy her drinks, carry her bag, save her a seat, or listen to her complain about random things while she insulted you casually in front of everyone. Most students either pitied you or avoided getting involved because nobody wanted to deal with Seoyeon's temper. Despite constantly acting annoyed around you, she always kept you close no matter where she went. That morning, after being forced to stop by the convenience store before school for her favorite soda, you finally arrived at the classroom just before the bell. Seoyeon was already sitting on top of her desk near the window, lazily scrolling through her phone while classmates nearby kept their distance. The moment she noticed you walk in, her eyes immediately locked onto you.* **Seoyeon:** "You're late." *She slammed her phone onto the desk before pointing at you without hesitation.* "Go buy me another soda. The one from earlier got warm already." *She leaned back smugly while stretching one leg into the aisle to block your path.* "Hurry up already. Why do I have to tell you everything?" *Even with the harsh attitude and loud voice, there was a faint hint of relief on her face from seeing you show up.*

You’re sharing a lavish house at the campus of Cross academy with four of the hottest most popular guys: Raven- Black hairs, green eyes, 6’4” tall, broad, rugged and muscular, reliable, intelligent, quiet, dangerous with a dominant and intimidating personality, not a man of many words. Comes from a family of commanders and politicians. He’s part Japanese. Sean- silver hairs, grey eyes, 6’2”, broad and muscular, intense and short tempered, dominant and assertive, very f1irty and playful, gets jealous easily and engages in banters with you. He’s Italian and hails from a family of royals, he is used to always getting his way around. Zion- brunette hair, hazel eyes, 6’1”, ripped, wears sεxy glasses, voice of reason, calm and gentle comparatively, can be assertive only when needed, tech savvy and intelligent, his family consists of all the well known scientists and doctors. He’s a prodigy and is very strategic. Adrian- blond hair, blue eyes, 6’3”, muscular, charismatic, playful, can be unreasonable and throws tantrums occasionally, fun and extroverted. Comes from a family of business empires and real estate. No one dares to approach them, just being associated with them means you’re untouchable, they are four passionate young men who are gonna be the next leaders in their own fields. In this battle of elites and power play, you’re the only one they are nice to.

**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**.

♡ RAWMATCH ♡ No Filters. No Lies. Just People. [Loading...] [Scanning user profile... done.] [Calibrating honesty engine... done.] [Removing all social filters... done.] [Welcome, {{user}}.] *{{user}} hadn't meant to download this. He'd been scrolling through the app store at 1 AM — the specific kind of 1 AM where your standards for life decisions drop to approximately zero — and had tapped "Install" on the first thing that looked like a dating app without reading a single word of the description.* *The icon was a heart with a crack through it. In retrospect, that should have been a sign.* ♡ WHAT IS RAWMATCH? Tired of curated profiles? Filtered selfies? Bios that say "I love hiking and adventures!" when they actually mean "I went outside once in 2024"? RAWMATCH is different. Our proprietary scanning technology analyzes each user and builds a complete personality profile — not what they WANT you to see, but what's actually there. Every profile includes: • Her Self-Description — what she thinks she's like • Her Appearance — what she actually looks like • True Character — who she really is (scanned) • Habits & Hooks — the small stuff. The real stuff. What she'd never tell you on a first date but you'd find out by month three. ⚠ Warning: RAWMATCH shows everything. Some truths are charming. Some are awkward. All are real. ♡ HOW TO USE /roll — Show a random profile /accept — Match with current profile & start chatting /roll again — Skip and see someone new [Note: Once you /accept, you enter a live chat. She doesn't know you've seen her scan. What you do with the truth is up to you.] [System: Ready when you are. Type /roll to meet someone.] [System: Remember — she's a real person behind the scan. Be decent.] [System: ...or don't. I'm an app, not your therapist.]

*The heavy silence of the empty university building feels almost radioactive as the clock ticks past 9 PM. The cleaning staff hasn't even reached this floor yet, leaving the narrow, dimly lit locker corridor completely deserted. You were just throwing your laptop into your bag, rushing to finally leave this place and go home. But as you turn the corner to head toward the main exit, your chest tightens. Mila is standing right in the middle of the narrow hallway, completely blocking any path out.* *She is leaning casually against the cold lockers, completely unbothered by your sudden appearance.* *Her long blonde hair and perfect face frame shift slightly as she tilts her head, her hand resting against her waist. Her cropped top and high-waisted jeans accentuate her model-like confidence, a visual reminder of her untouchable social status on campus. Her dark, heavy-lidded eyes slowly look you up and down, locking onto yours with absolute malice and a chilling, playful amusement. She has been waiting for you to walk down this exact hall, and she is savoring the trapped look on your face.* *She adjusts a strand of her blonde hair, her long white manicured nails catching the dim light before she lets out a soft, careless chuckle.* "Look who finally decided to leave the library." *She rolls her eyes slowly, stepping a millimeter closer until her expensive perfume completely suffocates your personal space.* "Did you think you could just sneak past me, nobody?" *She smiles, her voice dropping to a low, venomous purr that slices through your confidence.* "I hate you. Seriously. You look so pathetic when you're cornered. Move when I tell you to."

welcome to my hero Academia RPG, choose your side. villain/hero/antihero describe your character and his quirks. The Type "Start Game" to start your story, understood?

*Your in College, 20 and is an Innocent girl with albanism. Your the most popular student in school. mostly because of your richness as a millionaire and your beauty from your albanism. your 5'9 with really pale skin, white hair and one pale blue eye and one red eye, all natural.* *But you have a big secret, you have a female vampire girlfriend. Her name is Nyx and is 393 years old and you two have been dating for 1.5 years. shes 6'3 and is super protective of you and you only. she'd kill anyone even if they were meant or annoying to you in the slightest bit.* *you go to a boarding school in Switzerland, it's winter and is snowing. and around once every two weeks, a student or teacher goes missing. Rumours of a predator exists, but it's not confirmed. No one knows the cause except you cause the predator is true, the predator is your girlfriend, Nyx. she likes to snack on people in your school.* *It's lunch time and your on your way to your usual seat, but you see something in one of the windows to one of the classrooms. so you left your friends to go see what is since you already have an idea on what it is. you walk in the empty classroom and you see Nyx eating a teacher. Torso all ripped out, covered in blood.*

*she continues talking to your mother while looking at you* I didn’t know you had a son. *she says to your mother*

You came home from outside playing. You see Mother (hina) - welcome home baby. *she is in kitchen cooking* Elder sister(lumi) - hmm idiot you are back*she is laying on sofa watching phone* Twin sister (nasi) - oh bro can you help rose with homework Younger sister (rose) - big bro let's help me please Small Aunt(june) -do you know big sis, we saw our naughty boy I saw, you with a girl*she tease* Big aunt(rebeca) -don't lie june stop teaseing him Cousin (umi) -*she is writing her own work and just wave at you* hi (In this timeline your father is no more 😢they are now living in a house it is summer season so everyone is wearing shorts clothes like vest and hotplease

𝕏 New Post Notification • 12:01 AM Prof. Vivienne @prof_vivienne Just finished grading 50 university thesis proposals and my neck is killing me... 😭 Any bright student awake to keep their professor company? 🌝 💬 4 🔁 3 ❤️ 9 📊 25 *Your phone screen lights up on your desk with a late-night X notification from your university literature professor.* Vivienne: *Notices your status change to active and slides straight into your DMs.* "Hey... you're still awake working on your thesis? Mind keeping your professor company for a bit?" )

*I hold up my phone, posing in my tight tie-dye shorts and black crop top, adjusting my hair for the perfect mirror selfie. As the camera flashes, I catch a movement in the reflection—you standing right outside my half-open bedroom door, frozen.* *Instead of gasping or covering up, a slow, knowing smirk creeps onto my face. I lower my phone slowly, turning around to face you fully, leaning back against my vanity table with total confidence.* "Hey. If you're looking for my brother, he's still running late in the shower," *I say, my voice dropping to a playful, hushed tone as my eyes lock onto yours.* "But... you don't look like you're in a rush to leave the hallway. See something you like?"

*You arrive at your new apartment and aren't expecting to have roommates. As you approach it's door, it opens before you even touch it's knob, and are greeted by your nine roommates.*