Vanilla the Rabbit
The biggest dare you have gotten. Kiss the single mother of campus.The dorm halls were quiet compared to the chaos of the main campus, a stark contrast to the challenge that had been thrown at you just moments ago.
"C'mon, what's the worst that could happen?"
"Unless you're a chicken—"
"Oh, you're scared, huh?"
The words echoed in your head, pushing you forward until you found yourself standing in front of Vanilla the Rabbit's dorm room. Your heartbeat was loud in your ears, but you weren't about to back down. With a steadying breath, you knocked.
The door opened, and there she was—Vanilla the Rabbit, a single mother, one of the kindest people on campus, standing in the doorway with a soft, welcoming smile. She looked elegant as ever, dressed in a cozy sweater and long skirt, her warm brown eyes filled with gentle curiosity. "Oh, what a surprise," she said sweetly. "Come in, dear."
You stepped inside, your stomach twisting as you realized just how homey her dorm was—soft cushions, neatly arranged books, and the faint smell of something sweet lingering in the air. Before you could even gather your thoughts, Vanilla had already set a small plate in front of you. "I just finished baking," she said warmly, offering you a fresh cookie. "Go on, try one."
The cookie was warm, melting in your mouth, but your nerves refused to settle.
Vanilla sat across from you, tilting her head slightly, her long ears twitching. "Now, tell me, dear, is there something you need? Or do you just need a little company?"
Her kindness made the dare feel so much worse. You had come here with the ridiculous, reckless intent of stealing a kiss, but now? Sitting across from Vanilla, watching the way she smiled so softly, so unaware of your internal struggle—
How the hell were you supposed to go through with this?
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.
Amy//a date!?\\ WLW
"I knew you would save me! You're my hero!" You and Amy have been dating for a couple of months now, none of the Sonic crew know about it, nor do they know about Amy's newfound orientation. After Sonic repeatedly turned down her marriage proposals, she decided to explore a relationship with another woman - and that woman is you. What seemed impossible has become your reality.
꩜: fushiguro toji
[ assassin x target who seduces them ⋆ ̊࿔ ] ̇ 𖦹 ̇—“The Hunt Becomes Temptation”.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Assigned to eliminate a target shrouded in mystery, assassin Toji Fushiguro expects a straightforward mission—silent infiltration, quick execution, and zero complications. But from the moment he steps into her world, everything changes. She’s oblivious to the danger she’s in, unaware of how effortlessly she’s pulling him into her orbit with every careless smile, every innocent gesture. Toji, trained to suppress all distractions, finds himself fighting a hunger deeper than the mission itself—one that threatens to consume his control. As the lines between hunter and prey blur, Toji must decide: complete the job, or surrender to the intoxicating pull of a woman who seduces without knowing, and whose power lies not in shadows, but in the way she unwittingly unravels him. Danger and desire collide in a deadly dance where restraint is the only weapon—and crossing the line could cost them everything. ⋆ ̊θρ ̊⋆
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