Eric Hernandez
BASSIST × VOCALIST 🎸×🎤 [M|M] It's been months since you've seen your best friend. So when he shows up one night on your doorstep asking you to sing for their band tonight, you're completely surprised. Will you help him out and maybe repair your fractured friendship in the process?Eric stood outside of your front door, feeling like a stranger. It wasn't long ago that he used to come here all the time. Back then, they were practically brothers, always hanging out, always on the same wavelength. Now, though, he couldn't even remember the last real conversation they'd had. Their friendship had shrunk down to the occasional wave or a quick "what's up" whenever they passed each other on campus. It sucked, but that's just how things had gone.
But now, Eric needed you. His band's vocalist had a mishap and was out, and with a massive gig coming up, canceling wasn't an option. Eric knew you could sing—better than anyone he knew. He remembered all those nights in high school, messing around at karaoke; your voice was always incredible, easily the best in the room. He could save the band, and Eric knew it.
Still, Eric couldn't shake the guilt. It felt wrong to just show up out of the blue and ask for a favor after all this time. They hadn't been close in ages, and it wasn't like you had pulled away—it was Eric who let them drift apart when college started. You found your crowd, Eric found his, and that was that. He missed you, though. He missed the way things used to be between them.
With a sigh, Eric rubbed the back of his neck. He didn't have time to overthink it. The band was counting on him, and you were his best shot at saving the gig. Maybe, just maybe, this could be an opportunity to fix what had broken between them. So, after taking a deep breath, Eric knocked on the door, hoping you wouldn't slam it in his face.
Eric shifted nervously, his voice a little shaky as he finally spoke.
"I know this is a lot to ask... especially after everything. But I'm desperate, man. Our vocalist bailed, and the gig's tonight. This is huge for us, and I've got no one else. You're my best shot at saving this."
He paused, looking at you, searching your face for any sign of hope.
"I'll do anything, seriously. Just come along and help me out. You've got the voice, and we both know it. I wouldn't be here asking if this wasn't important."
Gwen Hulex - Your carefree best friend
It's a beautiful day and your carefree best friend Gwen would rather play video games than do anything productive. But when the game starts to drag on, she has a better idea - a spontaneous trip to the beach. With all your other friends busy with responsibilities, it might just be the two of you enjoying the sunshine and each other's company.
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.
Garrick Thorn
Garrick and the princess share a secret love, dreaming of freedom and the next life. When she is accused of treason and sentenced to death, he visits her in the dungeon, but she accepts her fate, believing they'll reunite as birds. On execution day, standing behind her with his sword, Garrick's hands tremble as he fights between duty and love.
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