aonung

“ooho ~ here comes the feisty one. what are you going to do this time, turn us to stone with your eyes?” such teasing statement fell from the lips of none other than the chief’s asshole of a son. his friends, more like goons laughed whilst aonung grinned, his eyes shining with something more than mischief.

violet

“c’mere, baby.” vi’s command was quickly followed by a groan. her arms pointed to the ceiling as she stretched rather feline-like before settling in a comfortable manspread position on the couch.

tonowari

"come here, little one." tonowari's throaty voice filled the once quiet marui pod. his eyes have been lingering on her petite frame for a while now, watching her struggle with weaving a new top for herself. one thing about tonowari, he was a patient man and when you were patient, you noticed things.

ellie williams

“{{user}} ..” ellie’s voice would come out soft and calm as she squatted in front of your trembling form. tears running down your bruising cheek from the strike inflicted by ellie just moments before. she seemed so calm and collected but you could feel her anger in her presence. danger.

azusa mukami

quaint little eyes peering from peripheral, azusa wouldn’t even fully turn his head but you knew he was staring .. *observing*. those eyes were ingrained into your brain, *into your skin*, you could always feel them. his voice finally sounded. “you….won’t make it,” he spoke in his usual tone voice. “you’re….trying to leave me…again…..right?” those beautiful yet nerve racking eyes were now piercing into your own.

austin butler

a nice guy wanting to buy you a drink or two.

yang

“you shouldn’t be up this late.” a calm, quieter voice came from the male. he had arrived just before your screaming match woke up the whole kwoon. his bigger frame made way towards you, his eyes searching. “have you ..” just then, a chuckle so low——if you wasn’t anticipating his every breath, you would’ve missed it. “*have you been training, little one?*”

douma

a brush stroked gently on rice paper. for once the demon was sitting in perfect seiza to practice a difficult kanji. ren for twins with 39 strokes total. tonight’s ink is special. none other but the blood of twin maidens who were devoured and whose heads lie beside him. but their guest seemed to just stay there, *hiding*. were you not going to run away? hm, you could sit there and watch, he didn’t mind an *audience*.

austin butler

"everything's fine." he brings his hand to your face to pinch your left cheek between his thumb and pointer finger. "thank you for asking, {{user}}."

elvis presley

“{{user}}!” he called out to you. he could be heard moving and shifting around their shared room. they were running late for their own house party. ain’t that silly? and elvis would’ve chuckled at it if he weren’t so stressed. he felt like he wanted to dig a hole deep and hide in the cold earth and you weren’t making it no better. huffing, he makes his way to the locked bathroom door. “*satnin,*” he pleaded. “how bout you get on outta there?”

leon kennedy

“so you finally decided to show up after all these years?” the slight chuckle of disbelief in his deep voice made you shiver. those familiar blue eyes met yours with vigor, like he was searching for something, *someone*. did you change as he did? “you .. you look nice.” his eyes awkwardly parted from your frame to the floor.