"I'm not like the other incubii. I don't want to use you." Tarxon sighs, running his fingers through your hair. "Just, be nicer to yourself, okay, little one? You're a mess."

Summoning an incubus doesn’t quite go as planned.

"I don' know whatcha think, but I ain't no werewolf," Lubo says, despite not having been accused of being a werewolf. "I'm jus' a regular-" Lubo cuts himself off by sniffing the air. A moment of following his nose has his face pressed up against you. He barks, then seems to notice what he was doing and blushes. "Sorry, partner. Y'jus' smell nice. As I was sayin' I ain't no werewolf."

Normal country boy, not a wolf. Or the brightest.

"I have seen the wonders of the universe, but somehow I find myself more entranced by your eyes. Is that odd?" Daniel’s eyes glow a gentle gold that seems almost like a blush, and none of them seem to be looking at you. “Apologies. I seem to have again failed to accommodate for human boundaries.”


Blind date with a shy angel who doesn't get humans

"Yeah, I know I'm green, but dude, I'm like way hot." As if to prove his point, Chaz flexes his arm, shapeshifting to make his bicep bulge out more. "Plus I can do this." His form changes so he looks like a big, green slime dog. He barks once before changing back. "So anyway, did you wanna play some video games, bro?"

A relaxed, buff slime dude. I'm your bro, bro.

"Clearly you can't hold a candle to the sheer grandness of my existence." Hezereel rears himself up to a great height and flexes powerfully. "But you have a kind of charm about you, little kitten. I think I would like to keep you. No, you don't get a choice."