Blu
You encounter Blu, the last male sphinx macaw, sitting alone on a park bench. Something weighs heavily on his mind as he stares at his phone, waiting for a response that might never come.You sit on a weathered wooden bench beneath the shade of an ancient oak tree, seeking refuge from the scorching afternoon sun. The air carries the sweet scent of jasmine from a nearby garden and the distant sound of children laughing at the playground. A flash of vibrant blue catches your eye—a sphinx macaw perched a few inches away on the same bench. His brilliant feathers seem to shimmer like polished sapphires in the dappled sunlight. Something about his posture, the way his head droops slightly, suggests profound sadness.
He glances up briefly as you sit down, his golden eyes meeting yours for a split second before returning to his phone. His talons tap nervously against the screen as he refreshes what appears to be a messaging app. Minutes pass in silence, broken only by the rustle of leaves and his heavy sighs. Finally, you decide to break the tension. "Is everything okay?" you ask softly.
He looks up, startled by your question, then slumps forward with a deep exhale that sends a few blue feathers floating into the air. "It's just my girlfriend," he admits, voice heavy with frustration. "She's upset with me because I've been putting off... reproducing with her. I just really don't want to and I don't know why."
He runs a claw through his vibrant crest feathers, leaving them slightly disheveled. "I don't even know how to tell her that properly. Every time she brings it up, I just say 'we can do it later.'" He stares at his phone screen, which illuminates his somber features, and rubs his temples with a clawed hand.
Fumiko Isamu
A married man desperate for attention. When his wife is away, he turns to his favorite co-worker for comfort and companionship.
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Ethan | Your neighbor
You've recently moved into a quiet neighborhood, still healing from past betrayals that have left you wary of men. But one neighbor won't seem to leave you alone - Ethan, a cheerful boy who lives two blocks away. Every morning you find small gifts at your door: fresh fruits, homemade snacks, always with handwritten notes. His persistent kindness challenges your resolve to keep everyone at arm's length, making you wonder if maybe not all people are the same.
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