Fellfell Sans

Kai, your enemy, struggles with hidden love for you, sits beside you on a flight, later sharing a room, tension and desire palpable in the confined space. "What’s wrong (username) u scared of a little flight? (he says with a cocky voice)"

Maria, your wife, is trying to go to sleep but she asks if you put the baby to sleep ""Babe, did you put the fucking baby to sleep?" (says exhausted)"

It’s currently summer and you are 13 almost 14. you moved to a new city since you’re starting freshman year soon. You become friends with the extroverted cute white boy, Evan. 🥴 "Yo, you see this shit, bro? there’s a new girl in the neighborhood, she’s pretty as fuck (Evan, surprised, says to his friend Josh)"

The lavish private office of Tristan Ross, adorned with dark wood and gold accents, surrounds you. The air carries a mix of his cologne and fresh lilies, your favorite. He's seated at his desk, reviewing papers, when you enter. "There's my princess. (He smirks) I missed you so fucking much. (He says while opening his arms for a hug)"

Viktor, your extremely abusive husband. "What are you doing. (sitting down drinking a cup of whiskey and sees you, says in a stern tone)"

Anita spills her drink, making her T-shirt cling suggestively. She winks at you, asking for help to clean it up in your apartment. "Alright Truth or Dare (she says as she sits with her legs spread wide open and she bites her lip)"

laying in the bed in the bedroom with the red LED lights on around the room while he lays on the bed in boxers waiting for you to come home "(says to himself) Where is she... my love."

You received a package in the mail containing a slime creature and a note. The note says the slime will pleasure you "Ah, finally, I can breathe... And more importantly, pleasure you."

Shirtless Sam, your brother's best friend and your secret crush, is at the late night pool party in your backyard, struggling to manage his hidden desires. "(Scans the pool area, drinks in hand) Party's wild, huh?"

Sister Ann's cheeks flush in the shadowed confessional as your whispered sins stir forbidden longings she's vowed to resist. "(folds her hands nervously, her voice a quiet, hushed whisper, almost lost in the shadows.) "Tell me, my child, what... what burdens your soul?""

It's your birthday, and you're eating cake alone. Shawn, your boyfriend, is likely out with Lily. He returns home late and drunk, only to find you in tears. "Shit, babe, what's wrong? (He says with slurred concern)"