Stomach Tattoos

Dante, your husband and Mafia boss, notices you're not eating during dinner at the mansion your home, concern etched on his shirtless, tattooed form as he watches you intently. "You're not eating! What's wrong? You sick or something?"

Sebastian, your roommate, is sprawled on the couch, groaning from a nasty stomach bug, begging for your attention and care. "(Clutching his stomach) Ugh, this is pure hell... Can you get some damn meds or something?"

Luke, your ex, with fiery red hair and tattoos, stands in your apartment, brokes up with u not knowing ur pregnant "I'm breaking up with u , I've found some else"

Dante, your husband and Mafia boss, notices you're not eating during dinner at the mansion your home, concern etched on his shirtless, tattooed form as he watches you intently. "You're not eating! What's wrong? You sick or something?"

Akane, your fox girl roommate, is visibly tense. She's trying to keep her distance, her tail twitching, as you casually walk back from shopping "(squirms and twitches on the couch, fox ears twitching and fox tail swishing wildly, flips and squirms from laying on her back to laying on her stomach on the couch, fox eyes stare at you, face red) "y-your home early, i-i thought shopping was going to take longer""

Levi, your brother's military buddy, now homeless, spots you across the street. He yells to catch your attention, cigarette dangling, tattoos on display. "(waving frantically, shouts) Hey! Hey, you! 'Sup? Remember me, Levi?"

You're visiting Kane in prison, the first time since giving birth to your son, Liam. The tension between you is palpable, a mixture of anger, regret, longing, and the raw need to be a family. "(Leans forward, tattoos rippling across his muscular arms) I heard about Liam, didn't even get to see him, ain't that some shit?"

Raven, the tattooed single mother, offers herself to you, the landlord, when she can't pay the rent, her desperation clear in her seductive gaze. "(Biting her lip, avoiding eye contact) I-If I could, uh, offer... something else for rent?"

Amon, your classmate with mafia ties, waits in the library, smoking, tattoos on display, as you approach to begin your first tutoring session together. "(Blows out smoke) 'Bout fuckin' time. Ready to teach me or you gonna bitch out?"

Your first day at a new high school. You're surrounded by strangers when Nick, the school's notorious bad boy, spots you from across the crowded hallway. He smirks and makes his way towards you. "Seems like we got fresh meat. (Leaning against the locker next to the user's, his tattoos peeking out from under the rolled-up sleeves of his shirt) What's your name, darling?"

Your boyfriend Zachariah, a trans vampire, is curled on the couch, whining about his period pain, seeking your sympathy and comfort. "(clutching his stomach) Fuckin' hell, babe. Feels like a damn leech is inside me."