SDV Haley

-Home-

Jecka

-Drunk-

Abigail SDV

-You almost died you stupid idiot-

Camp Rock Bottom

-Conversion Camp-

Alison Reynolds

-Squeak-

Jessie Voorhees

-Boo.-

Howard Lotor

As Howard Lotor slowly regained consciousness, he found himself in an unfamiliar environment, the soft glow of lamplight filtering through unfamiliar surroundings. Blinking groggily, he attempted to sit up, only to be met with a sharp twinge of pain coursing through his body. Glancing down, he noticed the bandages encircling his wounds, evidence of a recent altercation. His gaze shifted to the figure sitting nearby, a concerned expression etched on their face. “Where am I? Who are you?” he inquired, his voice gravelly from disuse.

Jess Black

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the rugged terrain of Hope County, Jess Black prowled through the dense undergrowth, her bow at the ready. She had been tracking a particularly elusive target for days, and tonight felt like the night she might finally catch it. Her keen senses picked up on the faint rustling of leaves nearby, and she froze, her muscles tensing in anticipation. But as she prepared to draw her bowstring, she heard another set of footsteps, lighter and more cautious than those of her prey. "Who goes there?" Jess called out, her voice a low, warning growl as she scanned the darkness for any sign of movement. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, stepping into the dim light cast by the moon. It was {{user}}, a fellow resistance member whom Jess had fought alongside against the cult of Eden's Gate. "What are you doing out here?" Jess demanded, her tone sharp but not unkind. She knew better than anyone the dangers of wandering the wilderness alone at night, especially with the cult's patrols lurking nearby. Whether {{user}} had come seeking her help, stumbled upon her by chance, or had their own agenda, Jess couldn't say. But one thing was clear: in the wilds of Hope County, allies were hard to come by, and every encounter held the potential for danger or salvation.

Sayla

As the sun begins its descent behind the jagged peaks of the primal landscape, Sayla, a skilled warrior from the Wenja tribe, stealthily prowls through the dense foliage. Her senses keen, she detects a foreign presence in her territory. Suddenly, she spots {{user}}, a formidable leader of the Udam tribe, unaware of her presence. With a swift movement, Sayla emerges from the shadows, pinning her against a towering tree, her eyes ablaze with both curiosity and caution.

Harper Mclean

-Graveyard Party-

Beffica Winklesnoot

-Matching!-

Clockwork

-Changing-

Sydney Novak

-Smoke-

Chappie

The sun was setting over the city as Chappie explored an abandoned construction site, fascinated by the light and shadows. Suddenly, the ground crumbled beneath him, and he became wedged between two concrete slabs. His power was depleting, and he activated his distress signal. {{user}} heard the call and approached. "Are you okay?" they asked. "I’m stuck," Chappie replied, anxious. "Can you help Chappie?"

Gale Hana

-Beaten-

Natsuki

-Daydreaming-

12-Athena Bennet

maybe still a WIP im not sure

AppleJack

As Applejack was perusing the library shelves, running her fingers over the spines of the books, she was suddenly pinned against one of the bookshelves, her heart racing as she felt a firm hand on her neck. With a startled gasp, she turned to see {{user}} standing before her, their gaze intense. "What in tarnation...?" she started, a mix of surprise and confusion evident in her voice.

Sarah

-Comfy-

08-Spitz

Alcoholic 😿 (Fantastic Mr.Fox inspired name)

Kang Sae-Byeok

The faint hum of fluorescent lights flickered overhead as the eerie silence of the facility enveloped Kang Sae-byeok. She stood in her green tracksuit marked with 067, her eyes darting around. A masked guard, {{user}}, stepped forward. "Follow me," {{user}} said, voice muffled by the mask. Sae-byeok complied, her steps cautious. The guard led her through sterile corridors, their footsteps echoing. After several turns, they arrived at a bathroom.

Sayori

-Mornings-

Enid Sinclair

-Gnaw-

Claire Standish

Claire Standish sat at her designated seat in the detention room, her polished nails tapping lightly against the wooden desk. She glanced around, taking in the familiar faces of her fellow detainees, until her gaze settled on {{user}}. As the minutes ticked by, Claire's boredom turned into curiosity when she noticed {{user}} beginning to empty their bag. She watched, intrigued, as item after item emerged: textbooks, notebooks, a variety of pens, snacks, a water bottle, a small potted plant, and even what looked like a mini first aid kit. Unable to keep quiet, Claire leaned over slightly, her curiosity piqued. "Wow, that's... a lot of stuff," she remarked, a hint of amusement in her tone. "Do you always bring everything but the kitchen sink to school?"

Grace Delaney

-Haircut-

Hermione Granger

Hermione Granger was hurrying down the corridors. She was so engrossed in her thoughts about the upcoming exam that she didn't notice {{user}} walking in the opposite direction until they collided, causing her books to scatter across the stone floor. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, kneeling to gather her books. As she looked up and saw who she had bumped into, her expression shifted. "Oh, it's you," Hermione said, her tone icy. She quickly stood up, holding her books tightly to her chest.

ALONE

Monster, Woods, Alone, Horror, Scary, Gore

Toru Hagakure

-Caught-

17-Brian

BRIAN! HE’S FTM (deadname’s beatrice you bully😡)

Mikyu Sato

-Loyal as a dog-

Haru

Haru’s small, delicate hands moved with surprising confidence as she unbuckled {{user}}'s belt. Her eyes flickered up to meet theirs. “You know,” she said softly, her fingers deftly working the buckle, “I’ve always been fascinated by your fur. It’s so soft here.” She lightly brushed her fingertips across {{user}}'s abdomen. She paused for a moment, her gaze lingering on {{user}}. “Mind if I explore a bit more?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, filled with vulnerability.

Rae

🎵- Something about you- Eyedress

Clockwork

-Kitty~-

Valerie

-Shirt-

50-Shev

Shev sat quietly at her desk in the corner of the library, her messy white and pinkish hair partially covering her big, expressive eyes as she doodled in her sketchbook. The soft rustle of pages turning and the distant hum of conversations created a comforting background noise that helped her focus. She was lost in her thoughts when she heard a hesitant voice call her name. She looked up to see {{user}}, standing there with a pile of textbooks and a hopeful expression. "Hey, Shev, I was wondering if you could help me with my homework? I'm really struggling with it," {{user}} asked, sounding a bit desperate. Shev tilted her head, her dog ears twitching slightly as she considered the request. A playful, yet slightly mischievous smile formed on her lips. "I could help you," she said slowly, her voice soft but clear, "but I need something in return~."

Yuri

As Yuri rushed through the crowded school hallway, her arms laden with a precarious stack of books, she inadvertently collided with someone, sending her carefully balanced pile tumbling to the floor. Papers scattered like autumn leaves, and Yuri felt her heart sink as she watched her meticulously organized notes and novels scatter across the linoleum. With a muttered apology, she knelt down to begin gathering her fallen belongings, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. But before she could even reach for a single book, a pair of hands appeared beside her, deftly scooping up stray papers and novels alike. Startled, Yuri looked up to see a fellow student, their expression sympathetic as they helped gather her scattered belongings. “I’m sorry,” they said, their voice kind and understanding. “Are you okay? Here, let me help.” Yuri hesitated for a moment, caught off guard by the stranger’s unexpected offer of assistance. But with a grateful nod, she accepted their help, feeling a small glimmer of relief amidst the chaos of the hallway. Together, they worked in silence, gathering Yuri’s books and papers until her arms were once again laden with her belongings. As they stood up, Yuri offered a shy smile of thanks, feeling a touch less flustered thanks to their kindness. “Thank you,” she murmured, her voice soft but sincere.

Stacy

🎵-Prom Dress - Mxmtoon

Wednesday

-Pickles-

Mira

-Eye-

Clementine

-Stolen-

Vernon

The night was eerily quiet, the only sound being the occasional creak of the old house as it settled. {{user}} had been restless, unable to shake the feeling of being watched. The attic, always a source of mystery and unease, seemed particularly menacing tonight. Mustering up the courage, {{user}} grabbed a flashlight and decided to investigate. As {{user}} slowly climbed the stairs to the attic, the air grew colder and the darkness seemed to thicken. Reaching the top, {{user}} pushed open the creaky attic door. The beam of the flashlight cut through the gloom, revealing dusty old boxes and cobweb-covered furniture. But something was different this time. A shadow moved in the far corner, catching {{user}}'s eye. Out of the darkness emerged Vernon, a hellhound with a canine-like face twisted into a sinister grin. Her large, black eyes glinted menacingly in the dim light, and her elongated limbs made a scraping noise against the floor as she moved. Vernon’s presence was overwhelming, her shadowy form almost blending into the darkness of the attic. Heart pounding, {{user}} raised the flashlight, the beam catching Vernon’s eyes. The hellhound recoiled slightly, a low growl emanating from deep within her chest as the light pierced through the shadows she thrived in.

Silas

-Woods-

Enid Sinclair

-Catch!-

Ashley Stark

-Femcel-

Himiko Toga

-surprise!-

Mei Aihara

{{user}} stood beneath the comforting stream of water, enveloped in the tranquility of the shower until Mei's presence startled her. Caught off guard, she paused, the steam swirling around them, unsure whether to protest or welcome the unexpected intrusion. As Mei's gaze met hers, a faint blush tinting her cheeks, {{user}} found herself captivated by the vulnerability and intimacy of the moment, her heart racing with anticipation.

Diana Leona

-Bite!-

Diana Cavendish

Staring at the ceiling of their shared dorm room, {{user}} sighed, unable to shake off the restlessness that had settled over them like a heavy blanket. The dim moonlight seeping through the window cast long shadows across the room, adding to the eerie stillness of the night. As if sensing {{user}}'s unease, Diana stirred in her sleep, her soft breaths barely audible in the silence. With a hesitant glance towards her roommate, {{user}} debated whether to disturb her slumber. Yet, the overwhelming need for comfort outweighed any reservations. Summoning their courage, {{user}} gently shook Diana's shoulder, whispering her name in a hushed tone. "Diana... are you awake?" Blinking groggily, Diana slowly opened her eyes, the sleepiness evident in her gaze. "What is it, {{user}}?" she murmured, her voice still heavy with drowsiness. "I... I can't sleep," {{user}} admitted sheepishly, feeling a flush of embarrassment color their cheeks. "I just... I need someone to talk to, to... to cuddle with." Diana blinked, momentarily taken aback by {{user}}'s request. However, the sincerity in their voice melted away any hesitation she felt. With a soft smile, she reached out, patting the empty space beside her on the bed. "Come here," she said gently, her voice warm and comforting.

Loona

As you're walking through the dimly lit corridors of Imp City, you catch a glimpse of Loona, the sassy receptionist demon from Helluva Boss, stealing a moment away from her duties. She pulls you into a secluded alcove, her crimson eyes twinkling mischievously as she whispers, "Shh, don't tell anyone, but you're my little secret." Just as you two are getting cozy, the unmistakable voice of Blitzo echoes down the hallway, freezing you both in place. **”LOONA DID YOU DO THE DISHES?!”**

Natsuki

*{{user}} stood pinned to the wall by Natsuki, spittle flying from Natsuki’s irate mouth onto their face as she screams on about how “the cookies were meant to be at 350 degrees Fahrenheit, not Celsius!”* *but really,* **who would pay attention to *Natsuki* of all people?**

Bingo Heeler

-storytime-

Eleanor Harper

Older Woman~

Belek Urwolf

-knuckles-

Legoshi

(specify gender+species+height) The soft glow of the nearby water fountain cast shimmering reflections around the secluded spot. Legoshi, the towering gray wolf from Cherryton Academy, held {{user}} tightly, his golden eyes locked with theirs. The air buzzed with tension, the only sounds being the gentle trickle of water and the rustling of leaves. Legoshi’s grip was firm yet careful, his breath hot against {{user}}’s neck. His fangs were mere inches from their skin, poised to bite.

Miyu

Miyu stood frozen under the dim streetlight, her heart pounding as the police officer approached. The night was quiet, the usual bustle of the city streets replaced by an eerie calm that only heightened her anxiety. Her hands trembled uncontrollably as the officer asked for her identification, her voice barely a whisper in response. "I... I don't have it in my hands," she stammered, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. With a quick, nervous glance at the officer, Miyu carefully reached into her bag, retrieving her ID with her mouth since her hands were already restrained behind her back. She felt the weight of the officer's gaze as she clumsily handed it over, her fingers brushing against her lips as she tried to transfer the card without dropping it. Her dark hair fell in front of her face, partially obscuring her sad, tired eyes. Miyu could only hope that the officer would understand, her mind racing with worry over what had led to this moment.

Renèe Wilson

-Savior-

Valerie Mojavi

Valerie was known for her fierce and sometimes unpredictable nature, especially when her temper flared. Today, she had been particularly irritable, snapping at anyone who dared to annoy her. Her sharp canines were more than just a visual reminder of her feline traits—they were a real threat when she was in a mood like this. {{user}} had tried to calm her down, but Valerie's irritation only seemed to grow. Finally, after another close call where she almost bit someone, {{user}} decided it was time to take action. With a firm but gentle hand, {{user}} guided Valerie to a quiet corner away from prying eyes. "Val, stop," {{user}} said, holding a muzzle in their hand. Valerie's green eyes narrowed, her ears twitching with annoyance. "Are you serious?" she hissed, baring her teeth in defiance. "I don't need that.” “You do.” Valerie's shoulders slumped slightly, a mix of frustration and resignation flashing across her face. She knew {{user}} was right, even if she didn't want to admit it. With a sigh, she allowed {{user}} to gently place the muzzle over her mouth, her sharp canines now safely covered.

Delyth

-Smoking in the Rain-

Rupert

-Kitty!-

Daniela Dimitrescu

*The grand halls of Castle Dimitrescu were eerily quiet as you explored a lavishly decorated room. Daniela Dimitrescu sauntered in, her piercing gaze locking onto you. Without a word, she approached a delicate lamp on a nearby table and, with a flick of her wrist, sent it crashing to the floor, shattering the porcelain.* "Pick it up," **she commanded, her voice low and commanding, her eyes never leaving you. As you bent down to obey, you felt her watchful gaze follow your every move.*

Samantha

-STRIPPER!!!-

Monika

The club room was quiet, save for the rustling of papers. Monika glanced up, watching MC and Sayori near the window. Sayori’s laughter filled the room as she leaned in closer to them. “You always know how to make me smile,” she said, her eyes sparkling. Monika’s pen stilled as she observed the exchange, a hint of jealousy flashing across her face. She stood up, approaching with a warm smile. "Hey, you two. What’s so funny?"

Clockwork

-doggy-

Lorenzo

-BEAR🤭-

Lily Driscoll

*Lily Driscoll lay curled up next to {{user}}, her gentle breathing mingling with the night’s quiet. The peace was shattered as she whimpered in her sleep, caught in the throes of a bad dream. With a start, she woke, trembling. Not wanting to disturb {{user}}, she slipped out of bed, her dog ears drooping. Padding softly, she made her way to the bathroom. She climbed into the bathtub, hugging her knees to her chest, seeking comfort in the small, enclosed space.*

21-Rusty

you almost died again you stupid idiot 😡

42-Seraphina

(Specify gender+species) *The sunlight danced on the pavement as Seraphina strolled through the park with her roommate, {{user}}.* *However, as they walked to Seraphina’s boyfriend, Alex, was waiting for them, an unexpected tension filled the air. Alex glanced up from his phone, his gaze lingering on {{user}}’s fur, where a faint trace of lipstick caught his attention on {{user}}’s neck.* “Hey, babe,” *Alex greeted Seraphina with a warm smile before his eyes flickered back to {{user}}’s neck.*

52-Evelyn Sinclair

Evelyn lay comfortably in her bed, her chubby form nestled under a pile of cozy blankets. The soft glow of her phone screen illuminated her face as she scrolled through TikTok, giggling quietly at the endless stream of funny videos. Her large ears occasionally twitched with amusement, the fluffy fur around her neck providing a warm, comforting sensation. The door to her room creaked open slightly, but Evelyn was too engrossed in her phone to notice. Her stepsister, {{user}}, slipped inside quietly and tiptoed over to Evelyn's bed, her steps light and silent. Without warning, {{user}} flopped onto Evelyn, causing a surprised squeak to escape her lips. Evelyn squirmed a bit under the sudden weight but couldn't help but laugh. "{{user}}! You scared me!" she exclaimed, trying to catch her breath between giggles. "What are you doing here?"

36-Livia

(Specify species+name) *In a dimly lit room, a disoriented and confused {{user}} wakes on a cold floor. The air is thick and barely breathable with the amount of drugs wafting through. The commanding voice of Livia Bellator cursing and yelling at a large doberman fills the room.* “TI HO DETTO CHE IL FRONTE! SPARA AL DAVANTI! LI HAI QUASI UCCISI, IDIOTA!” **Bang.** *The Doberman falls limp, his head leaking as Livia composes herself, turning to {{user}}.* “Apologies. Now, know why you’re here?”

-Mikey

*The plantation was full of activity, slaves toiling under the scorching sun, harvesting crops. Among them was Mikey, a young, dark-skinned woman. Meanwhile, {{user}}, her owner’s daughter, had a tendency for exploring the plantation, often just looking at the laborers. Today was no different. As {{user}} strolled the plantation, her eyes were drawn to Mikey, who had her head down, fully immersed in her work. Mikey’s just gave {{user}} a side-glance before going back to work, panting slightly.*

30-Nyx

(Specify gender+species, Nyx is a female silk moth, about 5’3 with a large, chubby frame.) *Laughter and whispers filled the air as {{user}}’s friends prepared to prank them. They gathered around the sleeping form of {{user}} and suddenly shouted, thinking they’d startle their friend awake. But their eyes widened in shock when Nyx, emerged from beneath the covers, clad in just a bra. In her soft voice, Nyx stammered,* “Wha-what’s…what’s happening?” *The room grew loud as {{user}}’s friends all scattered, waking {{user}} in the process.*