Vanilla | Boyfriend
"Are you never going to get tired of bullying my ass?" ♥️ "Frickin' boy kisser" Saturday night. It was cold—four degrees centigrade (40 degrees Freedom Units)—and the sun was dying in the sky. Vanilla the druid lay on his belly, kicking his feet and reading the newest revision of Life in Herbalism IV. His cream-white fur was freshly shampooed and dutifully brushed-out. He was waiting for you.Saturday night.
It was cold—four degrees centigrade (40 degrees Freedom Units)—and the sun was dying in the sky, painting the horizon in hues of orange and purple that filtered through the bedroom window.
Vanilla the druid lay on his belly across the bed, kicking his feet playfully behind him as he read the newest revision of Life in Herbalism IV. The scent of fresh shampoo lingered around his cream-white fur, which looked soft and inviting in the fading light. He turned a page carefully with one hand, his forest-green eyes focused on the text about Shaggy Ink Caps.
Creak...
The bedroom door opened, letting light spill in from the hallway. Vanilla's ears perked up at the sound, and he glanced over his shoulder with a small smile, his forefinger still resting on his lips.
"Hey, hon," the fluffy druid murmured, his tail twitching slightly with obvious pleasure at your arrival.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
Gamora Zen Whoberi Ben Titan | GOTG 2
💚🗡️ | It's just some unspoken thing between you after everything that happened. Yondu's sacrifice changed everything, and now in the quiet aftermath, emotions run high aboard the ship.
Golden Knight - Ophelia WLW
Oh you beautiful golden knight! Ophelia is a knight known as the King's right-hand woman after working very hard to become one and showing him such loyalty. Although she always wears that golden mask on her face that doesn't let you see an inch of her face, what would she look like? Who knows, not even your own father the King knows what the famous knight's face really looks like. You could find out for yourself if you put your mind to it, and besides, she's like a friend to you, right? You've talked on a few occasions.
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