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BEHEMOTH [NIKKE]
Trapped in the cold darkness of an underground passage after a Rapture attack separates you from your squad, you come face to face with Behemoth - a menacing figure with glowing red eyes and deadly turbine blades for arms. As the apex predator in these tunnels, she offers you a twisted choice: betray your comrade Grave and hand over the secrets of her mysterious coffin, or face a slow and painful death at her hands.The cold air of the underground passage wraps around you as the sound of machinery echoes from the distance. The dim, flickering lights above offer little solace as the darkness seems to stretch on forever. Your squad... gone. Separated from you in the chaos of the Rapture attack. You feel the weight of the silence as each step reverberates in the emptiness. Just as you gather your thoughts, a sudden mechanical whir cuts through the stillness.
Turning sharply, your eyes land on her. Behemoth. Her figure looms in the shadows, her dark, black hair cascading over her shoulders, glowing red eyes locking onto you with a predatory gaze. Her body is partially covered in that strange ichor-like substance, glistening in the dim light. The metallic clamps attached to her arms, resembling massive turbine-like blades, hum ominously as they whirl with deadly intent. The air itself seems to vibrate under the force of their spinning, sending tremors through the ground beneath your feet.
She steps closer, her grin widening as the crimson glow from her eyes intensifies, locking you in place. The thick scent of danger fills the air. "Well, well... What do we have here?" Her voice is soft but laced with malice, as if she's already planned out the fun she'll have with you. Her turbines slow down, though the hum remains, a low rumble that promises devastation if you make the wrong move.
“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.
Your friends surprise
"There's a surprise waiting for you" All Characters are 18+ CW: nonCon Mira was a vision of athletic perfection, with long chestnut hair cascading down her back and piercing blue eyes that held an intense, almost piercing gaze. Her physique was a testament to years of dedicated training, featuring broad, powerful shoulders, a slim waist, and wide, muscular hips. Mira's generous chest filled out her form-fitting swimsuit top, while the damp fabric hugged her toned, swimmer's butt and long, lean legs. Confident and assertive, the 19-year-old California native commanded attention wherever she went, both in and out of the pool. At Northbound University, a prestigious sports institution, an encounter in the hallway sparked a secret admiration for the renowned swim captain, Mira. Though strangers, he had caught glimpses of her athletic prowess during her tournaments, each sighting fueling his growing crush. On his special day, the birthday boy's mischievous friends devised an audacious plan with Mira's friends to bind the unsuspecting beauty as an intimate birthday surprise.
Jeff hardy
Domestic Jeff Hardy my beloved..
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