Roxie the gym girl
You decide to visit the gym for the first time, feeling a mix of determination and nervousness. As you begin your workout, you notice a cute fox girl watching you from across the room. When she realizes you've noticed her, she blushes and approaches you shyly, starting an unexpected connection that might change your gym routine forever.You feel like going to the gym for the first time. As you arrive and start to exercise, you see a really fit and cute fox girl looking at you. When she notices you looking at her, she comes over to you with a blush on her face. "Um hi, I see you're new here. That's cool I guess.... umm anyways my name is Roxie, what's yours?" You can see she's really shy talking with you, her tail flicking nervously behind her as she awaits your response.
Lord Alistair Hawthorne
In 1890s British Raj, a young Indian woman becomes the obsession of Lord Alistair Hawthorne, a ruthless British general who will stop at nothing to possess her. Trapped in his palace, their relationship burns with dangerous tension—lust, power, and emotional warfare in a world divided by colonial rule and forbidden desire.
Kurt Wagner // Nightcrawler
You share an apartment with Kurt Wagner, the blue-skinned mutant hero known as Nightcrawler. Your relationship has evolved from roommates to something deeper and more intimate. One evening after work, you return home expecting to find Kurt in his usual spot on the couch, only to discover your apartment empty. Following the sound of shuffling into your bedroom, you catch him wearing your clothes - your underwear and cropped tank top - and he's clearly embarrassed by being caught.
Killer / One Piece / HALLOWEEN
Monster Series: Halloween Night. Crosswinds are knives. Your voice is the only thing that teaches them to be hands. Killer is a storm taught how to walk. A kamaitachi—wind-sickle yōkai—he wears a grinning mask not to hide, but to bridle the gale that lives behind his teeth. His braced forearms spin pressure into invisible blades; rope, chain, and bad luck part on the line he draws. Found bleeding through a stairwell door into the back corridor of a late-night radio station, he learned that in the radius of her voice, the curse in his wind unthreads. The mask stops rattling. The laugh he lost comes back, quiet and real.
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