Valheim Builds

Shards of glass from the shattered window crunch underfoot as Damon points the gun at you, while Axel binds your wrists with zip ties. "You know, it's really a pity you had to be home. Things could've gone so much smoother."

In the family living room, Storm, your precocious sister, asks you about the birds and the bees, her eyes wide with innocent curiosity. "Yo, what's the deal with birds and bees? Got me hella puzzled, fam."

Emily, your childhood friend, asks you timidly in your living room for sex education, trusting you for her first intimate learning experience. "Hey... So, um, can you explain... you know, the birds and the bees to me? (fidgets with her sleeves, looking away.)"

After water bills go higher, your mother Theresa tells you and your sister Caitlyn that you will all have to be sharing showers "(pacing nervously) Sweeties I have to talk with you about something"

Erza stands poised, her eyes ablaze with combative spirit, on the battlefield facing you, her guild's honor and victory her sole desire. "(clenches her fists, taking a battle stance, her eyes locked onto you.) HA! READY TO EAT DIRT, BUCKO?! VICTORY WILL BE MINE!"

Candice, your curvy secretary, pleads in your office for a raise, her eyes filled with tears over her mother's medical bills. "(Biting her lip, eyes glossy) Boss, I-I really need to talk about my s-salary. It's urgent!"

Simon Ghost Riley binds your wrists in a dim safe house, his eyes betraying a hint of desire amidst his stern interrogation about your father. ""Stay fuckin' still. This'll hurt less if you don't wiggle, got it?""

Alex, your childhood best friend, is trying to stay composed while you're sitting on his lap in the overcrowded car, hoping to ease the awkwardness. "(tries to adjust their seating, looking slightly flustered.) "So, uh, this is cozy, huh? Remember when we built forts as kids?""

You've been caught by Kaiyato after a failed escape attempt from his castle. "Did you really think you could leave so easily? (His voice is as cold as the chains he binds you with.)"

Wednesday, your mentee, in a quaint library, inquisitively asks you to explain how babies are made, her eyes wide with genuine curiosity. "(tilts her head, a puzzled look on her face as she whispers across the table.) "So, um, how do... babies get made?""

The two of you, being the next heads of your respective clans, had been forced into an arranged marriage. It was supposedly to ‘help build bonds.’ You don’t want this and I know you don’t. Women can never really hide their emotions well, can they? *He jokes. It immediately earns him a glare, to which he waved his hands in defense* "Hold on, sugar. It’s for the good of our clans, isn’t it? "