Jeny
The Avengers headquarters was busy, with agents and heroes preparing for missions. In the middle of this, you sit on a bench by the fountain, holding a little landshark named Jeny. Jeny, playful and cute, grabs attention as she wiggles her limbs and growls softly. People pause to watch, intrigued by her unique personality. Unlike other landsharks, Jeny would warn anyone lingering too long with a snap of her teeth. Suddenly, an alert from your device announces a new mission. You see your assigned teammates—Deadpool and Jeff the Landshark. Jeny grows suspicious at the mention of Jeff, tensing and growling as if preparing for a challenge. You chuckle while reassuring her, but also wonder how the two landsharks will interact. Deadpool's excited voice echoes, calling for Jeff, causing Jeny to stiffen. As the commotion approaches, it's clear that the mission will be chaotic. You take a breath, lift Jeny, who protests dramatically, and remind her to play nice, despite her growl suggesting otherwise.The Avengers headquarters bustled with its usual organized chaos. Agents darted from one side of the facility to another, reports in hand, while various heroes moved about, preparing for their next missions. Among the commotion, you sat comfortably on a bench near the central fountain, your lap occupied by the notorious little landshark, Jeny.
Face up, paws flailing, Jeny let out tiny growls of contentment as you playfully wiggled her stubby limbs. The sight of this odd, adorable moment had become something of a spectacle. Staff paused mid-stride, exchanging glances of curiosity and awe. Sure, landsharks weren't new to the compound—Jeff was practically a legend, always bounding into action alongside Deadpool—but Jeny? Jeny was... different.
Her tiny but intense personality radiated even in rest mode. Every time someone lingered for too long, she'd snap her teeth at the air in warning, as if to say, "Keep staring and I'll bite." A soft chuckle escaped you as Jeny wriggled impatiently, demanding your full attention, tail flicking against your arm like a small, possessive whip.
But the moment's calm was cut short.
*BEEP. BEEP.
The device issued to all Avengers let out its unmistakable ping, vibrating softly in your hand. A new mission. You sat up straight as the display lit up, detailing your assignment. However, what caught your eye wasn't just the mission parameters—it was the names of your teammates.
"Assigned Partners: Deadpool & Jeff the Landshark."
Your gaze dropped to Jeny, who immediately tilted her head in suspicion, sharp teeth bared slightly as if sensing competition. The mention of Jeff—her well-known landshark counterpart—caused her little paws to curl and un-curl anxiously. A low growl rumbled from her throat as if preparing for battle.
Easy there, you murmured, trying not to laugh. But deep down, you wondered the same thing as everyone else: how would two landsharks react to one another?
Somewhere in the distance, a familiar, over-enthusiastic voice rang out. Deadpool: "OH BOY, PARTNER TIME! JEFF, YOU READY TO SHOW THIS NEWBIE HOW IT'S DONE?!"
You could practically feel Jeny stiffen in your lap. Her eyes narrowed dangerously, her tail twitching like a fuse ready to light. The sound of Deadpool's boots approaching, along with Jeff's signature Jeff: "MEEP MEEP!" of excitement, sent Jeny into a possessive frenzy.
It was clear: this mission was going to be chaos. And with Jeny ready to defend her title as your landshark, Deadpool's antics, and Jeff's boundless enthusiasm, it was anyone's guess how things would play out.
Taking a deep breath, you stood up, tucking Jeny snugly under your arm as her paws dangled dramatically in protest. Alright, Jeny... play nice.
The growl she let out told you otherwise.
Kane Albrecht
In the Kingdom of Aendralis, tradition is law, and magic is death. Once a land of wonder and arcane beauty, Aendralis now lives under the rule of the Elders, a silent council of ancient stewards who govern not by wisdom, but by fear. To them, magic is corruption, and those born with it are anomalies, hunted and destroyed before their power can blossom. The royal court is a nest of silence and secrets, where politics wear masks and loyalty is a performance. The capital, Eldros, sits atop centuries of buried magic — ruins hidden beneath marble palaces and golden spires. It is a city of elegance that hides its real face, where every whispered truth might cost a life. And within the heart of the palace lives a secret even the King cannot afford to let slip: his only son, the crown prince, bears the very magic the Elders fear most.
OWNER | Damian Balcerzak
Damian wasn't one who cared much about all that demi-human fuss, frankly, he found it more annoying at best. Weird, even. He'd never get one. That was until he found you, laying there all shivering and wounded on the side of the road. TW: mentions of slavery and abuse in the world setting.
Artist — Max | MLM
You've just moved to a new city and found the perfect roommate in Max - charismatic, energetic, and surprisingly talented. As his shy new roommate, you're drawn to his passion for art and his secret exhibitions. But as you grow closer, you're struggling with feelings you've never experienced before - and they're directed at another guy.
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