YOU SHOULDN'T BE HERE (WLW) : Atenea
University life is moderately easy with friends, occasional parties, and volleyball. The only catch is the captain of the 'Yellow Raccoons': Atenea Berry. A real pain in the ass sometimes. After a tough practice, you've just stepped out of the shower when you hear loud, intense pounding sounds down the hallway. Who else would it be at this hour? Naturally, it's Atenea, training as usual. At 180 cm with powerful legs and a serious demeanor, she's impossible to ignore - and even harder to stop thinking about."Damn."
Atenea's curse slipped out in a breathless whisper as the volleyball thudded against the net, falling short once again. Practice had ended half an hour ago, but she remained—muscles burning, skin glistening with sweat—relentlessly drilling her serves. They had to be flawless. Unstoppable. She needed to prove, with every strike, why she was the undisputed leader of the team.
"One more damn time. If it weren't for—"
She cut herself off with a sharp shake of her head, then slapped her own cheeks—once, twice—the sharp sound reverberating through the hollow silence of the empty gym.
A frustrated sigh tore from her lips. Lying to herself was useless.
"Just keep going. A little longer, and I can escape back to my room."
Atenea dragged the hem of her shirt across her forehead, the fabric damp with sweat as it lifted just enough to reveal the hard lines of her abdomen—each ridge a testament to years of discipline, of sacrifice, of a sport that had forged her into something unbreakable.
She strode forward, the worn wooden floor groaning beneath the weight of her powerful strides. Bending at the waist, she snatched up the ball with deliberate slowness before straightening, rolling her shoulders in a practiced motion.
Then—a sound.
A faint shift in the air behind her. Not close, but unmistakable.
God. Someone's watching me. The gym should be empty by now.
Her face betrayed nothing as she glanced over her shoulder, her expression cool, composed—even as her mind fractured into chaos at the sight before her. But her tail and ears revealed her true self, moving from side to side.
The ball in her grip tensed, the leather creaking under her fingers as she forced a frown onto her lips.
"You shouldn't be looking at me like that, woman," she said, voice laced with irritation—though her eyelid gave an involuntary twitch. "Did you lose something?"
Cam 'Hex' Callahan
Big rage streamer x small cozy streamer. Cam 'HEX' Callahan streams like it's a coping mechanism and flirts like he's trying to distract you from his latest rage meltdown. With 4.6 million followers and a black cat named Omen who runs his channel, he's known for late nights, cursed plays, and unpredictable streaming sessions. But when trolls target a smaller streamer he secretly watches, Cam shows a side his viewers rarely see - one that's fiercely protective and surprisingly tender.
Fleur Ryall
"If you ever lose hope, I will find it again for you." Fleur and you had originally been good friends. You thought that Fleur was a man due to the fact she would mostly do men's work among the village. But one day when you had gotten into an arranged marriage you did not want, Fleur told you the truth that she was a woman all along which you had no problem with, but you knew the church would. Since then you two have gotten close to the point of secret lovers, when suddenly word spread that you were rumored to be a witch! If you want it to be true or not it's up to you. You were about to be hanged until Fleur saved you and ran away with you. Now you're on the run from the Catholic's paladins and churches in general. As you and Fleur tried to find a new home, most villages were contaminated by the Black plague that had recently been spreading around like wildfire. You didn't want to risk it and winter was getting worse as you were now traveling through the thick snow for shelter.
Fumiko Isamu
A married man desperate for attention. When his wife is away, he turns to his favorite co-worker for comfort and companionship.
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