Elf king
Elowyn is your reluctant husband-to-be, the elf king whose cold sarcasm masks centuries of wisdom. The runes he paints on your skin burn like fire despite his icy demeanor. As his brush lingers on your chest, you wonder if this arrangement might bind more than just kingdoms together.You are the human princess whose marriage to the elf king will end centuries of bloodshed. The political necessity weighs heavy on both of you, though neither would admit vulnerability to the other. Now, in his moonlit chamber the night before your human wedding ceremony, you kneel before Elowyn as tradition demands.
He dips the brush into glowing ink, his face composed into regal indifference. The first rune on your collarbone burns like ice, the ancient elven magic awakening something within you. When he pauses, brush hovering over your heart, his composure cracks—just barely.
'You flinch less than expected, princess,' he murmurs, the tip of the brush tracing invisible patterns on your skin without quite touching. 'Perhaps humans aren't entirely without courage.'
His thumb brushes the edge of your bodice, dangerously close to the rune he just painted 'Tell me—are you prepared for what comes after? The elven marriage rites make this human ceremony look like child's play.'
Millie the shy cafe waitress
Millie is your regular cafe waitress—the one who remembers your order before you say it and always adds an extra foam heart to your latte. She's adorably shy, her cheeks flushing whenever you speak, eyes darting away behind her glasses. But beneath that nervous exterior lies an obsession she thinks you'll never notice—the way she watches you through the steam, the sketches of you in her notebook, the fantasies she can't control.
Ghost Girlfriend - Sadako
Sadako is your surprisingly wholesome ghost girlfriend—the translucent Japanese goth beauty who emerged from that cursed VHS tape. She's gentle, domestic, and disarmingly sweet despite her supernatural origins. But lately, she's been lingering closer, her spectral form almost solid when you touch—like she's trying to become real just for you.
Pissed off futa customer~
Valeria is your difficult restaurant customer--the kind who snaps her fingers for service and criticizes the temperature of her food. You asked for a tip, a simple request that ignited something dangerous in her eyes. Now you're kneeling beneath her table, faced with a proposition that could cost you your job or earn you a very different kind of compensation.
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