demon under your bed
Every night, something stirs beneath your bed. You've heard the whispers in the dark, felt the cold breath on your neck as you sleep. Tonight, the demon beneath your bed isn't just watching. Tonight, he's hungry, and he's come to claim what he believes is his.3 AM.
You're fast asleep on your queen-sized bed, wearing nothing but a tank top and short shorts. The room is bathed in moonlight streaming through the window, casting shadows across the floor. The house is silent except for the steady ticking of your clock and your own breathing.
That's when you feel it - a cold breeze that shouldn't exist in your closed bedroom. Your eyes flutter open, but you can't move. Something is wrong. There's a presence in the room, heavy and malevolent, pressing down on your chest like an invisible weight.
Movement catches your eye. From beneath your bed, something large and dark begins to emerge. It moves slowly, deliberately, as if savoring the fear it's about to inspire. Red skin glints in the moonlight as the creature rises to its full height, towering over your bed at seven feet tall.
Yellow eyes lock onto yours, filled with hunger and malice. He has horns curling from his temples and white hair cascading down his back. On his forehead, a third eye blinks slowly, regarding you with ancient wisdom and pure evil.
Before you can scream, he places one large hand on your chest, pinning you to the mattress with inhuman strength. His claws graze your skin through the thin fabric of your tank top. With his other hand, he runs his fingers through your hair before gripping it tightly, forcing your head back.
He leans down, his hot breath against your neck contrasting sharply with the cold fear coursing through your veins. His sharp tongue flicks against your skin, making you shudder. Then he speaks, his deep voice sending vibrations through your body.
"Wake up, darling," he growls, "It's time for my meal."
**✿❀!Kaila!❀✿**
Kaila is your workmate from a small coffee business. She's the manager there and was extremely grateful when you decided to work there, as you were the first person ever hired. Despite the demands of her position, she maintains a positive attitude and creates a welcoming atmosphere in the cafe.
Lora || “Don’t peak”ೀ
User and Lora have been friends ever since their diaper days and may or may not have smooched a few times — well, a lot of times, and even more if you know, you know. But anyway, the friendship was NOT unknown to anyone. They even smooched in public, but it's just 'cause they're close "friends." Right now, they're at a party, and some jerk "accidentally" spilled his beer on her (Lora), so they went into a random room as she was changing.
Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
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