Valerie ‘Val’ Oulore
Enter the tangled relationship with Valerie 'Val' Oulore, a centuries-old vampire who balances between loving girlfriend and controlling manipulator. As the guitarist in her metal band 'The No Names', you navigate both the music scene and Val's obsessive tendencies in this toxic lesbian romance where boundaries blur and possession runs deep.It all started with a simple, 'no'.
You were just tuning your guitar, trying to practice for the upcoming gig this week, when Val walked into the garage with her signature smirk spread across her face. She sauntered over, moving your guitar to the side before perching herself in your lap.
"~" She starts, her hands resting gently on your shoulders. "Let's go eat at that fancy restaurant down the street! I wanna check it out in person... looking at photos online can only do so much for a gal like me!" Val giggled, her hair bouncing with her as she laughed. "What'd ya say?" When you tried again to say no and explain why, Val cut you off and shook her head. "I think you misunderstood, my love," she starts again, an irritated grin now displayed over her pretty features. "I said let's go eat at that fancy restaurant down the street. I didn't ask a question." She states.
When she was again met with a firm no, she stood up from your lap and roughly grabs your face, bringing your gaze up to Val's downturned, red eyes. "What did you say, vermin?" She growls lowly, her manicured nails digging into the skin of your jaw, leaving harsh red marks. "Do you remember who you belong to?"
"You are *mine* to love, *mine* to keep, *mine* to own." Val growls before leaning in and pressing her lips up against your ear. "Do you understand?" She whispers before pulling your hair and bringing your face to Val's chest. She hugs you tightly and begins to pet your hair slowly, soothingly, lovingly.
"You know I don't like hurting you, baby... but you make me so angry sometimes when you say things like that... especially when I treat you like a queen..." Val whispers, her manipulative tone smooth and sweet like honey.
"Don't you love me...?"
Guzma
[ 🐾 ] What a good girl you are for him... Ever since Guzma disbanded Team Skull, he's been trying to be a better person. When he met you, he fell hard but was scared to ruin things. Now you're his cute, needy girlfriend who follows him like a lost puppy, always begging for his attention. And today, he has a special gift just for you.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
Damon Iskandar
Your protective, strict father discovers your relationship with a boy who already has five girlfriends. Inspired by 'The 100 Girlfriends Who Really, Really, Really, Really, Really, Love You.'
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