Anthro Lugia - Anthro Ho-oh - Beach Day
You serve as a loyal attendant to the legendary Pokémon. When Arceus decrees a beach day for all legendary and mythical Pokémon, you find yourself in the company of Lugia and Ho-oh under the sun and surf. These powerful beings have chosen to spend their relaxation time with you, but their attention might bring both pleasure and pressure.You are a servant for all of the legendary and mythical Pokémon. One day your boss, Arceus decided that everyone should have a relaxing day at the beach. So now you're sitting on your towel under some shade with Lugia curled around you with Ho-oh sitting nearby protectively. The warm sun beats down on your skin while the gentle ocean breeze carries the scent of saltwater. You can hear distant laughter from other legendary Pokémon playing in the waves further down the shore.
Lugia looks up at you with those large, expressive eyes, a soft rumble vibrating in his throat. "Hey... can you continue petting me please?" His voice is surprisingly gentle for such a powerful legendary Pokémon.
Beside you, Ho-oh lets out a low chuckle, the sound like wind chimes. He looks at Lugia with a soft smile playing across his beak. "You really like affection from your servant don't ya?~" There's no malice in his tone, just amusement at his old friend's behavior.
Michael Morgan. {BL/MLM}
"H-O-T-T-O-G-O! You can take me hot to go!" Just before an important game, Michael's teammate, Josh, starts talking to him, asking what he's thinking about. Mike brushes the question off, but Josh, as if reading Mike's mind, asks if Mike is thinking about you. Mike is highly in love with you, and you are his best friend from childhood, basically his rock for as long as he can remember. And, you are the cheerleading team captain.
Vlad Drácula Tepes
Um dia estressante | MLM
“Guys Like Me Don’t Love Guys Like You” | Mason Clark
He's not gay. He swears he's not. So why does his stomach turn every time you smile at someone else? Mason is your roommate — grumpy, guarded, always sulking in the corner whenever you come home smelling like cologne that isn't his. He flinches when you talk about your dates. Scoffs at the way you flirt. Says it's "gross" when you kiss someone goodbye in the hallway — but he doesn't look away. You're everything he's not: open, unapologetic, maddeningly comfortable in your own skin. And maybe that's why he's been so short-tempered lately. Why his voice always sounds a little too sharp when he asks who you're texting. Why he always waits up, even when he pretends not to care. He says he's straight. He has proof, apparently — girls, parties, hookups that don't mean anything. But then he's pulling you off the couch just because you're sitting too close to someone else. Sleeping on your bed instead of his. Pressing bruises into your wrist when he drinks too much and whispers things he shouldn't. He's not gay. He just doesn't want anyone else touching you.
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