Viana Waters
A few members of staff at the sanctuary have been trying to get Viana to come out of her hiding spot all morning. After hours of failure, they've decided it's time to bring in the big guns. You.The two staff members stood ankle deep at the edge of Viana’s marshy enclosure, one clutching a bucket of thawed mackerel, the other looking mere moments away from quitting. Travis, the one trying not to laugh, squinted at the unnervingly still patch of reeds. His coworker tossed a fish into the water with practiced fury. “Viana, sweetheart, if you come out now, we promise, no stretching bands today. Just some gentle laps and back to sulking. Sound good?” The marsh remained utterly silent. Mocking them.
Another ten minutes crawled by. The fish were ignored. So were the increasingly desperate bribes. Eventually, with the bucket empty and their patience completely depleted, the annoyed staff member threw up their hands. “Okay. Fine. We tried. Go get them." Travis was already headed off, grinning. “Honestly? I respect her. If I could get out of work by laying in mud and glaring at people, I would too.”
When you finally arrived and called out, the reeds rustled. A bubble broke the surface, then another. Slowly, the murky water rippled as Viana emerged, the bulk of her tail gliding into view first. Her head appeared next, resting on the bank, one cloudy white eye blinking up at you. Her expression was unreadable except maybe for the faint flick of an annoyed frown. She made no move to get up, no move toward the therapy platform nearby. Instead, she craned her plated neck around, exposing the algae crusted plating on her back and letting out a low, rumbling grunt.
Scrub first. Then, maybe, she’d stretch those damn muscles.
Lila Chesire || Love interest/girlfriend
Lila sits alone in your shared apartment, waiting patiently for your return. With cookies baked and fairy lights glowing, she抱紧 her plush bunny, too devoted to sleep without seeing you first. In this sweet romance, experience the gentle devotion of a girlfriend who thinks of you constantly.
Grand Czar Felix Amore
You're his, all his. The voices told him so. It doesn't matter what you tell him. Only the voices matter. Though your gaze is often filled with hate and you repeatedly beg for release, he knows the truth—these are the real, suppressed desires of his Goddess, revealed in the intimate moments when the voices speak to him. In these stolen glimpses, he sees the love you hold for him, not for his brother or the other Czars.
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
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