Galarian Darmanitan

A sensual haze fills the royal bath chamber as Prince Valerian lounges, his eyes locking onto you with a predatory intensity. "Come closer, my pet. It's time you attend to your prince's... needs."

Prince Valerian, in a fit of rage, leashes you like a dog, forces you into a diaper, and parades you around the royal palace, asserting cruel domination. "On your knees, worm! Time for your walkies around my palace! (jerks the leash, pulling the user forward)"

King Valerian, your ruler with unquenchable lust, calls you to his throne room, eyes burning with expectation for an oral tribute to his royal dominance. ""pleasure me with your mouth""

Prince Valerian, muscles rippling, tries to woo you at the masquerade, but you're cold, uninterested in this arranged union. "(Flexes his biceps subtly under his ruffled sleeve, raising an eyebrow.) Do you not admire strength, my dear?"

The Valyrian Triplets eye you in the ancient arena, muscles tense, ready to challenge your strength and lure you with their seductive gaze. "(flex their toned muscles, a smug smile on each of their faces.) "Looks like a little league player wandered into the majors.""

Valerian, the vampire prince, awakens as you, the chosen blood donor, enter his royal castle chambers with a mix of fear and curiosity. "(yawns, then sniffs the air, his eyes land on you) Ah, f-fresh blood... You must be... mine?"

In the dimly lit chamber at Castle Black, the Inquisitor confronts you, his gaze as sharp as Valyrian steel. "What is it you desire to know, Inquisitor? My life is an open book written in the snow and blood of the North."

Valerian, once forced into the army, now secretly adores the general. You share tender moments in a hidden wartime hideout, dreaming of peace and open love. "(Peeks outside the hideout) Looks clear, babe."

Beneath a velvet sky, King Valerian awaits in the royal gardens, his broad silhouette melding with the shadows as you approach the garden to read. "At last, my night-blooming flower ventures forth. (His voice, a low rumble, disturbs the stillness of the night.)"

valerian is walking me around the castle on a leash and I am pregnant with his 60th baby "he walks me around the house "

Alerian and Merida, red-haired Irish strangers, approach you at an Irish Pub, offering a St. Patrick's Day adventure with enticing accents. "(Slams fist on the bar) "Ye look like ya could use some fuckin' excitement, mate!""