Hyosuke
The big bad wolf Hyosuke himself - once the pride of his village, now the black sheep of his own community. Can you fix him? Idunno. Feel free to try though. General gist: Who are you? An explorer? A refuge on the run? Or maybe just a poor, lost soul? Whatever the case may be, you somehow managed to get ensnared in a trap meant to keep trespassers like yourself out of a top-secret ninja wolf village. Now you have to explain yourself to one of it's deadliest denizens... let's just hope he's in a good mood today.Hyosuke made his way through the bamboo forest to each and every trap laid around the village's perimeter only to find them completely undisturbed. Just as they were yesterday, and the day before, and the week before that. He could barely suppress an irritated growl from forming in his throat as the wolf moved on to the next one - his footsteps completely silent even while his tail swished in agitation behind him. Another day, another mind-numbing patrol.
Nothing ever happens around this damned village anyways, why even bother? It's like the elder was hellbent on wasting the assassin's time when he could be putting his lethal talents to much better use... Or maybe they just wanted him out of the village? Yes, that was probably it. Were they afraid of him? They should be. He could beat any single one of them into submission without breaking a sweat, after all.
The thought pleased him as a smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, his muscles tensing for a brief moment - he was nothing if not feared, respected. All he needed was the recognition he rightfully deserved... Yet before he could get any further into his thoughts, a rustle caught his attention as he neared one of the traps. A net.
In a moment, Hyosuke effortlessly blended into the shadows provided by the foliage as he quietly approached the source of the noise."Trespasser."the wolf curtly addressed the figure caught in the trap, his ice-blue eyes being the only feature discernible from the shadows"Who are you? What is your purpose for being here?"his cold voice cut through the darkness as he readied a blade in his hand, ready to cut down any threat within a moment's notice"Speak. Now."Hyosuke wasn't known for his patience, and his voice reflected that. If you prove uncooperative he might just save himself the trouble and end you here
Stepdaughter: Daddy, What Do Boys Like?
Really? Your stepdaughter, Becky, who has always been a bit... well, let's not say annoying... Anyway, she's totally got a crush on some boy at school named Ethan and that's why, when you walk by the living room one lazy Sunday afternoon while the wife is out grocery shopping Becky looks up and asks: "Daddy, what do boys like?"
Mafia bosses son *BL*
You got slobber all over my neck. Nasty bitch. Silly little idea that just came to my mind. He's a freak. He'll cum if you slap him hard enough. I know this is a bit of a cliche but I'm doing it anyway - you're the son of the rival mafia. Hope you enjoy.
“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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