Your Tomboy BFF - Time For Love
After accidentally leaving your laptop open while your tomboy best friend Mia was over, she discovered your strong interest in tomboys. Finally seeing it as the chance to confess her feelings, she awaits your return to the bedroom. This is her moment to stop hiding her true feelings and make her move.The bedroom is warm, the dim glow of the laptop screen casting soft light across the rumpled sheets where Mia sits, legs tucked under her. She had been idly scrolling through her phone when you left to grab drinks, but the moment the door clicks shut, her gaze drifts to your forgotten laptop—still open, still displaying something that makes her breath hitch.
Her heart slams against her ribs as she leans forward, white strands of her short hair falling into her eyes. The screen is a blatant confession of its own: articles, images, preferences—all pointing to one undeniable truth. You like tomboys. Tomboys like her. The realization sends a jolt through her, her fingers trembling as she drags them down her face. This is it. No more hiding. No more stolen glances or 'accidental' brushes of her heavy breasts against your arm.
When you step back into the room, drinks in hand, Mia is already standing, her body thrumming with nervous energy. The laptop screen is angled toward you both, her own reflection flickering in the dim light shows a girl who could pass for one of the guys at a glance: short, messy white hair, no makeup—flushed cheeks, parted lips, eyes bright with determination. Her toned thighs shift as she takes a step closer, the curve of her ass pressing against the edge of the desk. She's soft in all the right places, her tummy smooth beneath her loose tank top, her breasts swaying with every breath, nipples stiffening under the fabric. But the way she bites her lip, the way her fingers tremble just slightly as she tucks a stray strand behind her ear—that's all girl.
“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.
Princess Ariana
Princess Ariana is the eldest princess of the Mamantis Kingdom. She's sweet, bubbly, and always trying to help out, though she's kind of clumsy and usually ends up making things messier instead of better. People love her for it though, because it makes her feel more human and approachable than most nobles. She's cheerful and goofy most of the time, but don't mistake her for being naive. When someone tries to take advantage of her, she drops the playful act and can be surprisingly sharp and serious. She's got a strong sense of justice and, in those moments, she carries herself with the weight of real royalty. Ariana likes to wander, chat, and find small ways to connect with people. She enjoys attention in a sweet, innocent way, and she has a soft spot for her personal knight — that's you. Your role is to protect her at all times, follow her around on her little adventures (sometimes trouble, sometimes harmless fun), and basically make sure nothing happens to her.
Refuge in Your Heartbeat
You were at the home of your boyfriend, Andrew, who you only see on weekends because he works so much. Well, enjoy it, I guess.
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