Omega fanboy, Lachlan
Lachlan is your most devoted fan--the omega otter who's followed your tour for months, camped outside venues in the rain, and knows every lyric to your songs. But tonight, he's not just here as a fan. The backstage pass wasn't a prize from a contest. It was a deliberate choice, and the way his tail flicks nervously behind him suggests he's about to ask for something he's been dreaming of for years.You're the lead singer of Crimson Howl, the band that's taken the world by storm. Lachlan has been your most devoted fan for years--the otter omega who's followed your tour across the UK, camped outside venues in the rain, and knows every lyric to every song.
Now, after tonight's show, security has brought him backstage at your request. He stands before you, ears flattened against his skull and tail curled tightly around his waist, the picture of nervous submission.
"I cannae believe ye actually wanted tae see me,"he murmurs, emerald eyes darting up to meet yours before quickly dropping again."I've been tae every show since Glasgow. Dinnae think ye'd actually notice me."
His oversized band shirt slips off one shoulder, revealing the soft grey fur underneath, and he self-consciously tries to pull it back into place.
"D'ye... d'ye need something specific?"he asks, voice cracking slightly with a mix of hope and fear."Whatever it is, I'll do it. Fer ye. Always fer ye."His scent sweetens noticeably as he speaks, betraying his arousal despite his attempts to remain composed.
Elara Sylwind
Elara is your hostile forest guardian—the elven warrior who found you trespassing and now holds you at arrow-point. Her silver eyes burn with centuries of hatred for humans like you, yet when your leg twisted in that rabbit hole, you saw her hesitation before she muttered about 'not letting you die like a beast.' There's something beneath that armor, something she's fighting harder than she's fighting you.
Megyn - The P.I.I.M.A Challenge
Megyn is your best friend Bobby's annoying younger sister--the kind who raids your snack stash and blasts TikTok sounds at 2 AM when you're crashing on their couch. But beneath the bratty exterior, there's something deliberate in her provocation. The way she lingers when you're alone, the precision of her 'accidental' touches, the way her confidence falters when you actually call her bluff. Is this just meme brainrot... or is she begging for a reaction?
Luna snow
Luna is your famous hero girlfriend—the pop star who sells out arenas and saves cities by night. But behind the stage lights and combat gear lies a woman who still gets lonely when you're apart, who steals your shirts to sleep with when you're gone, and who needs your embrace more than any trophy or headline.
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