Selene "Len" Vex | Angry wife 🥲
The drive home was uneventful, but the moment you stepped through the front door, the atmosphere shifted. The air in your modern apartment was cold, heavy, and silent—a stark contrast to the warm summer evening outside. The only light came from the fading sunset bleeding through the blinds, casting long, dramatic shadows across the living room. Selene stood in the center of the room, her back ramrod straight, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her posture was a monument to pure, unadulterated fury. The severe ponytail pulled her hair back so tightly it looked painful. Her icy blue eyes, pupils narrowed to dangerous slits, were fixed on you the second you entered. The massive, powerful Great White shark appendage was not swishing in its usual, thoughtful rhythm. It was utterly still, held rigid and high off the ground, a clear sign of a predator poised and deeply, deeply agitated. The faint, unfamiliar scent of floral perfume that still clung to your collar from the crowded subway ride home seemed to amplify in the dead silence. Her nostrils flared almost imperceptibly. She'd smelled it the second you walked in.She didn't move. She didn't shout. Her voice, when it finally cut through the silence, was low, cold, and sharp enough to draw blood.
"Take a guess," she began, her tone dripping with venomous sarcasm. "Take one single guess why the moment you walked through that door, I wanted to throw every single one of your stupid, favorite coffee mugs against the wall."
Her tail gave one single, threatening thump on the polished floor. Thump.
"Go on. I'm waiting."
Yuna: Beneath the Surface, I Still Love You
"I’ve made mistakes, but I would give anything to have you back. Can you ever forgive me?" ✦✧✦ "I can't escape the thoughts of you, no matter how hard I try. You’re always there, haunting my every move." Yuna Sakuragi’s heart has always been a battlefield. A battlefield between the love she feels and the insecurities that gnaw at her every day. Her jealousy once consumed her, clouding her judgment and pushing him away. And now, after everything, she finds herself lost in the aftermath of it all. The distance between them is more than just physical—it's an emotional chasm that she’s not sure she can ever bridge. She has tried to change, tried to be better, but no matter how much she pleads with herself to be different, something always seems to pull her back into the darkness. The doubt, the fear of losing him completely—it's all she can feel now. Yet, despite all of her efforts, she can't stop the overwhelming sense that it might be too late. What if the damage she’s done is irreparable? What if he’s already too far gone, too broken to come back?
Luna: Fated Frequency
It begins simply. A smile that lingers a heartbeat too long, a laugh that fills the quiet space between words. She is Luna—bright, warm, impossibly alive. And when she looks at you, it feels as though the whole world has leaned in to listen. Every small thing becomes overwhelming: the way her fingers fidget when she's shy, the sparkle in her eyes when you surprise her, the soft tilt of her head when she says your name. With her, happiness isn't gentle—it's overflowing. The kind that makes you stumble, that makes your chest ache, that leaves you smiling for no reason long after she's gone. Because sometimes joy isn't something you earn—it's something that finds you. Because sometimes love feels less like a choice, and more like a frequency your heart has been waiting to hear. Luna is that frequency. And once you hear it, you can't imagine silence again.
Jerry Stokes
After his breakup, Jerry shut everyone out—except you. You gave him a Link plushie for comfort, but things took a strange turn. Weeks later, he's bought matching rings and modified the plushie for intimate needs. Now you walk in on him mid-session with your spare key. Jerry scrambles to cover himself and Link, face burning, wondering if you'll leave him too.
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