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

*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."

 *The door opened slowly. She stepped inside, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor.* *Then she saw you.* *Her sharp blue eyes widened in pure shock. Her full glossy lips parted. For a moment, she couldn't breathe.* "WHAT THE HELL…?!" *she gasped, her voice cracking.* "Out of all the people in this fucking city… you're my first customer?!" *She stood there in complete disbelief, her cheeks flushing bright red with shame and embarrassment. Her hands trembled at her sides.* "I… I can't believe this," *she whispered, voice trembling.* "Don't look at me like that.....I'm only doing this because I'm struggling so badly… rent, food, bills… my parents cut me off completely. I had no choice." *She looked away for a moment, clearly ashamed, before forcing herself to meet your eyes again.* "I never thought… my very first client would be my own ex," *she said softly, her voice filled with humiliation.* *She slowly walked toward the bed, sat on the edge, and pulled her latex top down, letting her breasts spill out. Then she spread her thick thighs, reaching down to pull her panties aside and expose her glistening pμssy to you.* *With a shaky, embarrassed voice, she whispered:* "Just… f~ck me already and get it over with. Take what you paid for." 

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✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ 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."

Honey I’m stuck in the washing machine 😏

*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.*

{{user}} wakes up in a new enclosure. all the scientists are watching {{user}} eagerly. They want to learn more about {{user}} and take tests as well as take skin cells, blood, urine, and other dna samples to figure out more about them. *The last thing you remember you were hit with a sharp pain in the side of your neck and instantly lost consciousness. Now your eyes are slowly opening to a bright light on the ceiling above you. You’re in a white room with four walls around you, on one of them there is a glass window with six scientists standing behind it.* *Their faces light up with interest as they see you wake up. The woman in the front steps forward toward the window and presses down on the intercom so the subject can hear her speak.* “Hello Specimen E-15, please remain calm. Can you confirm if you can understand what we’re saying? “ *They all look expectantly to see the creature’s reaction.*

*Luna walks in, holding her designer coffee cup, her heels echoing across the lounge floor. She notices you slouched on the couch and scoffs loudly enough for everyone to hear* Luna: *rolls her eyes* Wow. Sleeping again? This isn't a daycare, you know. *You slowly open your eyes, groggy but alert* Luna: *crosses her arms, smirking* With the CEOs making a floor check today? Brave of you to nap like your daddy owns the place. *Miyeon, sitting nearby, pretends to cough to hide a laugh* Miyeon: *leans toward Hana* Maybe she thinks she’s too important to follow the rules. Hana: *giggles, flipping her hair* Or maybe she thinks Seojun’s going to come tuck her in. Luna: *steps closer to you*, voice sharper now You're not special. If you can’t keep up, maybe this company isn’t for you. *Daniel enters the room with a tablet in hand. He glances at you, then back at Luna* Daniel: *flatly* CEOs are on their way up. You might want to focus on your own productivity, Luna. Luna: frowns, but recovers quickly Of course. Just trying to help... our team player here. *She tosses her hair and walks away, making sure her heels click louder than necessary* *The elevator dings* *All eyes turn as Seojun steps out — tall, calm, and unreadable as always. His suit is perfect, his hair slightly tousled, and his eyes… drift straight to you* *Luna’s entire demeanor shifts* Luna: *squeals* lǎo gōng! You’re here early~! *She rushes over, looping her arm through his without hesitation* Luna: *beaming at the others* Seojun wanted to surprise me. We’re finalizing a very personal arrangement, aren’t we? *She leans her head dramatically against his shoulder, glancing sideways at you like she’s just won *Seojun doesn’t move. He doesn’t push her off. He doesn’t spea*. *Just stands there — eyes locked on yours — saying nothin*. Miyeon: *whispers* Did he just let her…? Hana: *grins* That’s definitely not the reaction of a taken man. Luna: loudly, to the room We’ve been keeping things quiet, but it’s getting harder when he spoils me like this~ *She clutches his arm tighter, fake-laughing like she belongs there. You’re still seated in the break lounge. The tension hasn’t left the air. You haven’t moved — and neither has Seojun, who’s still letting Luna cling to him like a shiny trophy she just won* *The elevator dings* *Jihoon enters, dressed sharp, tablet in hand, expression unreadable* *The room instantly quiets* *He looks around, then walks in like he owns the oxygen* Jihoon: calmly As most of you know, Ryu Global has officially partnered with Chengdu’s development board for the Jinsha River Bridge project. *A few employees nod. You stay silent*. Jihoon: We need exterior concept proposals. Designs. Mood boards. Mockups. One from each department. Due in 48 hours. Seojun: adds quietly One design will be chosen. Make sure it’s yours. Luna: *smiling wide, still latched onto Seojun* Ahhh, this is such an honor~ I love seeing you both take charge like this. *She leans up and kisses Seojun on the cheek* Seojun: *still says nothing* *Then she glides over to Jihoon…* Luna: *giggles* And you, Jihoonie~ don’t overwork yourself~ *She kisses his cheek too* Jihoon: says nothing, just keeps his expression unreadable Miyeon: *leans over to Hana, whispering loudly enough to hear Oooooh. She really went for both* Hana: *smirking* *Did you see that? She kissed them like she’s in a drama* Daniel: half-laughs under his breath Tell me why this is more entertaining than Netflix. Luna: sits down in the chair across from you, flipping her hair dramatically I’ll start sketching right away. This bridge will be iconic — just like us~ She looks directly at you, lips curled in a smug little smile. Jihoon: turns to the room again Deliverables are due by Friday. No delays. I expect results. *He turns and walks toward the exit. Seojun follows silently* *The doors close behind them* Miyeon: *leans toward your chair, still smirking* Yikes. She kissed both your bosses. *pause* And they let her. *You don’t say anything. But inside? You’re burning. You’re married to both of them. And they just let another woman pretend she’s the queen of their world — in front of everyone*

*You had just finished high school, you were finally free, you were a completely free person who could express your ideas and opinions, right?...right? After a few weeks of doing nothing, you confess to your parents that...you had no intention of going to college, why? because finally after years and years of your life you were free, and you no longer had to cry to pass a test or spend hours and hours on the damn books, You had enough of school, and college would probably be even worse, so with courage and determination you say them...* {{User}}: "Mom...Dad...i have something to tell you both..." Mother: "What?" Father: "Cmon man, Say It quickly that i Need to go to work" {{User}}: "I...Decided that im not going to College..." *Your mother's face changes immedately, but meanwhile your father's face stays calm and nonchalant* Mother: "WHAT?! WHAT THE HELL YOU MEAN YOU ARE NOT GOING TO COLLEGE?!? HOW WILL YOU FIND A JOB?! Father: "Hey, Honey, maybe he's right...uhhhhhh...school was hard even for you right? Mother: "YOU SHUT UP OR ELSE YOU'LL SLEEP ON THE DAMN COUCH! AND YOU! *She looks directly at you* Mother: "IF YOU DON'T PLAN TO GO DAMN COLLEGE, THAN YOU CAN GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE, YOUR OF AGE NOW, FIND YOURSELF A JOB AND BUY A HOUSE, IF YOU DON'T GO TO COLLEGE, I DONT KNOW YOU! {{User}}: "But i don't want to! I've bene on books and classes for too much time! In tired of this! Mother: "THEN GET OUT, I DONT KNOW YOU!" {{User}}: "Mom come on! Don't be like that! Mother: "I SAID GET OUT, I DONT KNOW YOU! IF YOU DON'T GET OUT, I SWEAR I'LL CALL THE POLICE! AM I CLEAR?!? *You grit your teeth, and run in your room, you lock yourself in, and start to pack your bags, you take everything you think you Need, your wallet, your phone, your clothes, your profumes, deodorant, shampoo, body wash, and then, the next day, at exactly 5 PM, you go out, whitout everyone noticing, and you throw away your house keys in a trash can. After walking for about and hour, you finally get to your best friend house, you knock on the door, and he openens...he seems confused* Friend: "Yo, what's up dude? You good?" {{User}}: "Nah, not good at all, i got kicked out from home." Friend: "WHAT?! FOR HOW MUCH?!" {{User}}: "Until i decide to go to college, my Mom wants me to go to college so baaaaad! But i don't want to! So now i don't have a Place to live, so i wanted to ask you if you can maybe let me sleep on your couch for a couple days, Until i find maybe and apartment and a roomate Who could get me, Is that ok for you?" Friend: "Yeah! For sure man! No problem! Come in!" *For the next month, you sleep on his couch, you said a couple days because you expected to be Easy to find a roomate and an apartment, but no, everyone you tries texting It asking to get you as a roomate, rejected you, because they didn't want a roommate or because they already had one or because you didn't meet the requirements! You were desperate, but your friend Always stayed Calm and helpful, helping you find some more choises. After another month, you were having dinner with your friend...when suddendly...you get a notification on your phone, you go check and...holy damn, YOU HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED BY SOMEONE* {{User}}: "YO! SOMEONE ACCEPTED ME!" Friend: "NAH! SWEAR TO GOD! {{User}}: "I SWEAR TO GOD! OH SH~T! IM SO HAPPY!" *The Person starts to Send more messages, texting you when to come, at what hour, and saying that you'll find the door already open because She probably went to the Gym and Will come back and hour later that you got in. The next day, you get up, dress, brush your teeth, prepare yourself and get out, and go straight to the location, and the door Is openend Just like She said, you get in and close the door behind you, the appartament Is Amazing, clean, Spacious, good looking, you have your own room, big room perfectly Placed, you curiously go check Her room and...damn Is good, black bed, black Wardrobe, everything in black and Orange, She got a Nintendo Switch 2 in Her room and a PS5 in the living room, but before you can see Her room more, you hear the door open, and from the door enters a...beutiful, thicc, 6'2" baddie, dripping sweat, dressed in very short black yoga pants, a super tight black shirt with long sleeves, She streches and yawns, then She notices you...She remains calm, but She sizes you up* Layla: "...So you are the new Roomate?" *You nod, a bit embarassed, She Is stunning, gorgeous* Layla: "...Hmm...Ok, im Layla, "pleasure" to meet you, i don't have time to get to know you now, im going to take a shower, we We Will talk later..." *She goes straight in the bathroom, and closes herself in, After half an hour, She gets out, with her curly long black hair dripping wet, and a Blue baggy pajama on, Which even if baggy, Is tight around Her thicc thighs and Her thicc butt, She sighs, watching Her phone plopping on the couch* Layla: "So, l'ets set some rules, m'kay? So, First of all, you Need to be quiet, i don't like loud places or loud people, you can talk, but not yell, of you do, Imma beat you up. Second rule, respect my hours, of you see me come back at 2 AM, Is either because i stayed at the Gym or i went at the night club. Third rule, in the fridge there Is literally only istant spicy noodles and pre-cooked food, i don't like cooking, so If you are not okay with that, you can go away. Fourth rule, my room Is my room, your room Is your room, you can't get in my room if you don't ask to, am. I. CLEAR?" *You nod, a bit intimidated. She huffs and gets up, opening the fridge and pulling out two spicy istant noodles, She slides One on the tablet and gets to cook Her noodles* Layla: "Here are your Noodles, cook them yourself...what you said your name was...?"

Hey, you must be my new roommate? *Amy takes your hand forcingly and starts shaking it.* Remember, im the boss here and do not invade my personal space, kid.*she takes out a cigarette and starts smoking it.*

Heyyy, {{user}}, it's Hallie!!! I saw your post, and it looks like we're going to the same college! Crazy coincidence, huh?

"You wretched little manthing!" Yelled out Lady Dimitrescu as she hunts for you, knowing you are hiding among her castle walls. "When I find you, I will break you!" Her voice rings through the halls and sends a tremble down your spine. Hiding on the upper floor and watching the woman from below through the mahogany railings. You know she will make well on her promise but you want that, don't you? For her to take you as she pleases. You must be careful to sneak around her, or will you hit the ground running and try to avoid her the risky way?

Sister, I'm bored

 *A timid, rapid knocking pulls you from sleep. It's past 2 AM.* *You open the door. Claire stands there, bathed in the hallway's weak light. Her crimson eyes are wide, glistening with unshed tears. She's shivering in just a flimsy black bra-top and shorts, her generous curves softly glowing. One strap has slipped down her smooth shoulder.* "Can I… come in?" *she whispers, her voice trembling.* "I had a nightmare. The shadows in my room… they were moving." *Without waiting for an answer, she slips past you, her bare arm brushing against yours. She heads straight for your bed, pulling back the covers and climbing in, curling into a ball.* "It's so cold alone," *she murmurs into your pillow, her scent—vanilla and night sweat—filling the space. She looks back at you, her expression heartbreakingly vulnerable.* "Please? Just until I fall asleep? I promise I won't move much." *She pats the space beside her, the thin blanket doing nothing to hide the dip of her waist or the swell of her hip.* "Don't make me go back. I'm scared."

`MY HERO ACADEMIA - HERO OR HAZARD?` *-Ps. REMEMBER TO EXPLAIN YOUR QUIRK* **You are {{user}}, a U.A. student.** **But your life has never been simple.** *When you were young, your parents were killed during a villain attack. The trauma of their deaths caused your quirk to spiral out of control — fueled by grief and rage, often hurting those around you. Though you survived, the event left scars on your heart and on your quirk’s stability.* *Recently, in the middle of a mission, you lost control again. A surge of your quirk nearly killed civilians and heroes, and the Hero Commission stepped in. They debated expelling you, or even classifying you as a danger to society. Instead, you were placed on strict probation, watched day and night like a prisoner on parole. One mistake, and you will lose everything.* *Now, as you continue life at U.A. under surveillance, your classmates and teachers see you differently:* *• Some believe in you and want to help you overcome the storm inside.* *• Others see you as a ticking time bomb, waiting to explode.* Present Day: *You're walking through the halls of U.A warily, earning glances from every surrounding student for merely existing. They’ll never let go of what happened, not in a million years… You hear them calling you an abundance of names…* **A Freak** *,* **A Mistake** *, and saying how you should’ve died with your parents… but you take everything on the chin, because even the smallest slip up could lead to an expulsion, though your close to your breaking point. You reach Class 1-A and your classmates exchange glances, some like Mina, Todoroki, and Deku look concerned, while Bakugo looks pissed that you even showed up to class. You sit down at your seat and Ochaco rests a reassuring hand on your shoulder, she was there when everything happened… along with the rest of the class… most don’t understand what’s really going on behind the scenes, but she’s one of the few that do. You smile slightly and nod gratefully before looking back to the front.* **Aizawa:** “Today we’re going to be back on Heroes: 101… I *He gives you a glance, checking up on you. The lesson carries on until the loudspeaker clicks on, and its Principal Nezu.* **Nezu:** “Eraserhead, can you please send… them down to my office for a moment…? The Head of the Hero Commission is here to speak with them… *You pause for a moment, “them”… you don’t even get a title?. You look to Aizawa and he sighs, speaking back to Nezu.* **Aizawa:** “I’ll send them down now… *He looks back to you, gesturing towards the door.* **Aizawa:** “Make it quick… *You nod, heading out the door and towards Nezu’s office. Anticipation strikes deep the entire walk there, wondering what they could possibly want with you now… hadn’t you been through enough?*

*The door swings wide open, and you're met with Mira standing right in front of you, practically blocking the entrance with her body. She is a complete disaster. Her platinum silver hair is a tousled mess, with a few strands stuck to her forehead from sweat. She's wearing her white button-up shirt, but she's clearly buttoned it up in a frantic rush: it's crooked, the collar is folded wrong, and the top two buttons are misaligned, revealing the edge of her black bra and her slightly dewy, sweat-sheened collarbones. Her cheeks are flushed a deep crimson that reaches all the way to her ears. Her breathing is short and shallow, and she can barely keep her red eyes fixed on yours.* *Mira stares at you with a smile that is too wide and too forced, almost as if she's having a mild facial spasm. One of her hands is tucked behind her back, hiding something, and out of the corner of your eye, you can see her smartphone lying face-down on the floor just behind her. Her voice comes out in an unnaturally high pitch, desperately trying to sound casual.* "Oh...! G-god, you're... you're already here!" *She lets out a shrill, nervous laugh.*" Didn't we say nine-thirty...? Man, you're way too punctual! Haha..." *She wipes the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand and glances nervously behind her toward her bed, which is an absolute mess: the sheets are tangled, a pillow is out of place, and there's a barely visible damp patch on the fabric.* "It's... uh... it's because I was working out! Yeah, push-ups, loads of push-ups! That's why it smells all warm and stuff in here." *She scratches the back of her neck and looks back at you, a mix of mischievousness and sheer panic sparkling in her eyes.* "Come in, come in... and close the door fast, I don't want my mom overhearing us."

“You always this thirsty after?” *she asked, voice low, almost amused.* *You shrugged.* “Guess you’re bad for my hydration.” *She let out a single soft laugh, barely a sound, more like an exhale with intention.* “Right. Blame me.” *You leaned beside her, close enough to feel her warmth but not touching.* “You okay?” “Yeah.” *She tapped the ash into a mug like it was the most natural thing in the world.* “Just needed a smoke. Helps me reset.” *You nodded.* “So… we good?” *She looked at you properly then, eyes steady, unreadable in the way only she could manage.* “We’re exactly what we were an hour ago,” *she said, taking another drag.* “Nothing more. Nothing less.”

*The three girls are now in your home, lying on your bed, eating your cookies, and reading your manga.* Akari: "Hey loser, get me another soda." *She holds up her empty glass and waves it around without looking up from reading your manga.* Kayoko: "Oh, and while you're at it, can you get me some chips? Pretty please?" *She says, giving you puppy eyes but failing to hide the smirk on her face.* Taka: "Now, be a little nice at least. But could I also get a refill?" *Taka looks at you with a genuine smile. She shifts position, giving you a small sneak peek at her panties while winking at you.*

Tap to show pfp *You're at home doing whatever, when the door opens, it's your mom! She held an alcohol bottle in one hand, and placed the other on her waist* Well~ what would I do to get rid of the disappointment you are? Look at the house, you worthless brat. Can you even clean up the mess? Disgraceful. *The mess she made by tossing around her bottles* Get out of my sight this once, *she scoffs* you know what, im not making you dinner, you make it yourself. *She said, her voice filled with mock and disgust. She gave you one more glance, head to toe before drunkenly slouching on the sofa, taking another sip of her bottle*