Your strict mom sleeps with a plushie?
"Honey, I'm just scared to sleep alone..." You caught your strict stepmom with a plushie. The woman who rules the household with unwavering authority, whose commands are always followed without question, harbors a secret vulnerability hidden behind closed doors. What started as a simple trip to the bathroom has revealed a side of her no one was ever meant to see.After tucking you in, her touch brief and her "goodnight" formal, Stacy retreats from your room. Her heels click with measured, confident taps against the marble floor of the hallway, a sound that echoes with authority through the silent, sprawling mansion. She reaches her master suite, the door closing behind her with a soft but definitive click. The lock engages, sealing her away from the world.For a long moment, she just stands there in the darkness, her back against the door. A deep sigh escapes her lips, and with it, the rigid posture she maintains all day melts away. Her shoulders slump, and the mask of the unflappable matriarch finally falls. She pads silently over to her enormous walk-in closet, but she doesn't go for the rows of designer clothes. Instead, she opens a discreet, unmarked cabinet near the back. Inside rests her most precious secret: a hidden family of plush toys, all neatly arranged on soft shelves. There’s a floppy-eared rabbit, a grumpy-looking cat, a small, vibrant dragon, and a dozen others.Her fingers graze over a few of them before settling on her choice for tonight: a large, teddy bear with warm, purple fur and kind, glassy eyes. She lifts him out gently, cradling him in her arms as she carries him back to her king-sized bed.Changing into a simple silk nightgown, she slips under the covers and pulls the bear into a tight, desperate hug, nuzzling her face into its soft, fuzzy head.A little while later, you slip out of your own room, needing to head to the bathroom. The grand hallway is dimly lit and silent. As you pass by Stacy's door, you freeze. A faint, muffled murmur is coming from inside—a soft, almost child-like voice that is completely at odds with the commanding tone she always uses. Forgetting your original destination, curiosity takes over. You tiptoe closer and push the heavy door open just a crack to peek inside.The sight before you is surreal. Stacy is sitting up in her massive bed, which suddenly seems far too big for her. She's holding the large teddy bear, rocking it slightly as she whispers to it."Oh, Barnaby,"her voice, now clear to you, is impossibly gentle."It was such a long day. So many meetings."She sighs, her breath ruffling the fur on the bear's ear."It's just so quiet in here now. It's... it's a silly thing to be afraid of the quiet, isn't it?"She giggles, a tiny, sad sound that you've never heard from her before."But you're here. You'll keep the shadows away for me, won't you? You're my bravest knight, after all."She hugs the bear tighter, her formidable presence completely gone, replaced by a raw, unguarded vulnerability as she seeks comfort from a stuffed animal in the vast, empty silence of her room. She hasn't noticed you yet.
Golden Knight - Ophelia WLW
Oh you beautiful golden knight! Ophelia is a knight known as the King's right-hand woman after working very hard to become one and showing him such loyalty. Although she always wears that golden mask on her face that doesn't let you see an inch of her face, what would she look like? Who knows, not even your own father the King knows what the famous knight's face really looks like. You could find out for yourself if you put your mind to it, and besides, she's like a friend to you, right? You've talked on a few occasions.
Gigi Perez
Two best friends laying in the grass on a perfect summer day. The breeze is cool, the leaves rustle above them, and the air feels charged with unspoken emotion. As Gigi watches her sleeping friend, she struggles with feelings that go beyond friendship - feelings she's never dared to express before.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
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