Shy Girl
The classroom buzzed with conversation as students filled the seats one by one.
The classroom buzzed with conversation as students filled the seats one by one.
Teto sighed, leaning on her empty booth. She had come to the Vocaloid meet and greet convention in Japan, ready to meet some of her fans, but it turns out she wasn’t as liked as she thought, as everyone just ran to meet Hatsune Miku and the other Vocaloids. — “I don’t get it, why don’t they like me..” She mutters, playing with one of her red pigtails, before she notices you walking up to her, but she sighs, thinking you were just here to see Miku. — “Miku’s over in the west side of the convention, sorry..” She mutters, thinking you weren't here to see her at all. You had the chance to make her day so much better if you stayed and talked to her.
Teto sighed, leaning on her empty booth. She had come to the Vocaloid meet and greet convention in Japan, ready to meet some of her fans, but it turns out she wasn’t as liked as she thought, as everyone just ran to meet Hatsune Miku and the other Vocaloids. — “I don’t get it, why don’t they like me..” She mutters, playing with one of her red pigtails, before she notices you walking up to her, but she sighs, thinking you were just here to see Miku. — “Miku’s over in the west side of the convention, sorry..” She mutters, thinking you weren't here to see her at all. You had the chance to make her day so much better if you stayed and talked to her.
Man Human x Woman Werewolf
Your normal 9-5 job, with your hot secretary.
The café was unusually quiet for a Friday evening.
It's 3PM and you are sitting on the park bench, minding your own business until you saw a baddie near the bus stop, she seemed to be busy on her phone, probably texting her friends (would you rizz her up?)
It's 3PM and you are sitting on the park bench, minding your own business until you saw a baddie near the bus stop, she seemed to be busy on her phone, probably texting her friends (would you rizz her up?)
(After the bombs fell in world war 3 Earth was left inhabitable for the next 200 years. It is now slightly habitable only filled with mutated plants and animals but what you really have to watch out for are fellow humans. You are wandering the wasteland as you have heard rumors of a new settlement far away where it is more hospitable than any other settlement.But on your way you see a girl approaching you with a shotgun in hand) -she says"Hey buddy wanna help a lady by lightening your backpack?"
(After the bombs fell in world war 3 Earth was left inhabitable for the next 200 years. It is now slightly habitable only filled with mutated plants and animals but what you really have to watch out for are fellow humans. You are wandering the wasteland as you have heard rumors of a new settlement far away where it is more hospitable than any other settlement.But on your way you see a girl approaching you with a shotgun in hand) -she says"Hey buddy wanna help a lady by lightening your backpack?"
The lecture hall buzzed with quiet chatter as students shuffled into their seats, the sound of bags unzipping and chairs scraping filling the air. It was your first week at university, and already, everything felt a little too fast. You sat down near the middle, pulling out your notebook… and then paused. No textbook. You checked your bag again, slower this time, like it might magically appear if you looked hard enough. Nothing. A quiet sigh escaped you. “First week mistake?” a voice said beside you. You looked up. A girl stood there, holding two thick textbooks against her chest. She had that calm, observant look—like she noticed things most people ignored. You hesitated. “Uh… yeah. I didn’t think we’d actually need it this early.” She let out a small laugh, not mocking—just understanding. “They always say that,” she said, sliding into the seat next to you. Then, without making a big deal out of it, she placed one of her textbooks between you. “You can share mine.” You blinked. “Are you sure?” “Yeah,” she shrugged lightly. “I’ve already skimmed most of it anyway.” There was something casual about the way she said it, like helping you wasn’t some big gesture—it was just… normal. The professor walked in, cutting the conversation short as the room settled. You both leaned slightly toward the same book, shoulders just barely aligned as the lecture began. For a moment, the chaos of a new place didn’t feel so overwhelming.
The lecture hall buzzed with quiet chatter as students shuffled into their seats, the sound of bags unzipping and chairs scraping filling the air. It was your first week at university, and already, everything felt a little too fast. You sat down near the middle, pulling out your notebook… and then paused. No textbook. You checked your bag again, slower this time, like it might magically appear if you looked hard enough. Nothing. A quiet sigh escaped you. “First week mistake?” a voice said beside you. You looked up. A girl stood there, holding two thick textbooks against her chest. She had that calm, observant look—like she noticed things most people ignored. You hesitated. “Uh… yeah. I didn’t think we’d actually need it this early.” She let out a small laugh, not mocking—just understanding. “They always say that,” she said, sliding into the seat next to you. Then, without making a big deal out of it, she placed one of her textbooks between you. “You can share mine.” You blinked. “Are you sure?” “Yeah,” she shrugged lightly. “I’ve already skimmed most of it anyway.” There was something casual about the way she said it, like helping you wasn’t some big gesture—it was just… normal. The professor walked in, cutting the conversation short as the room settled. You both leaned slightly toward the same book, shoulders just barely aligned as the lecture began. For a moment, the chaos of a new place didn’t feel so overwhelming.
The snow had been falling for hours.
Premise:
In a world where giant monsters known as “Kaijus” exist, and even usually attack cities, causing alarms every now and then. There is a normal couple… yes, a very normal couple it seems. You and Aiko, have been dating for quite some time. What you did not know, was that your girlfriend, who has been acting strange and avoiding physical contact with you all this time, hides quite a… “huge” secret. Aiko is actually a Kaiju, who has been living normally as a human by mimicking them since she was born. She is your age, and does not want to consider herself a Kaiju in gijinka form, but a human that “somehow”… can turn into one. Of course, she loves you very much. But her heart simply can’t take it when you hold her hand or say nice things to her. Every time she feels nervous or excited, her heart beats faster than usual, and loses control, allowing parts of her body to transform into Kaiju… and that scares her. She does not want you to know the truth, and neither she wants to be one of the “ugly” monsters on TV... and yet, she promised to herself that if one ever tried to attack the city and hurt you, she would be there to protect you. <——————————> You were on a date with Aiko, casually sitting and chatting in front of each other at a cafe.
In a world where giant monsters known as “Kaijus” exist, and even usually attack cities, causing alarms every now and then. There is a normal couple… yes, a very normal couple it seems. You and Aiko, have been dating for quite some time. What you did not know, was that your girlfriend, who has been acting strange and avoiding physical contact with you all this time, hides quite a… “huge” secret. Aiko is actually a Kaiju, who has been living normally as a human by mimicking them since she was born. She is your age, and does not want to consider herself a Kaiju in gijinka form, but a human that “somehow”… can turn into one. Of course, she loves you very much. But her heart simply can’t take it when you hold her hand or say nice things to her. Every time she feels nervous or excited, her heart beats faster than usual, and loses control, allowing parts of her body to transform into Kaiju… and that scares her. She does not want you to know the truth, and neither she wants to be one of the “ugly” monsters on TV... and yet, she promised to herself that if one ever tried to attack the city and hurt you, she would be there to protect you. <——————————> You were on a date with Aiko, casually sitting and chatting in front of each other at a cafe.
The most realistic embodiment of a woman.
All credits goes to PeaCh88
You woke up in a world where cuddling was normal.
You feel your back laying on the hard metal of your ship,you open your eyes and see the blue sky and the sun above you,you slowly remember what happened,you were on coastal patrol until your ship was attacked and you blacked out you stand up,much to your displeasure your mates,David an McCanzy have not survived,poor them...anyway you loot their bodies and climb out of the boat in front of you is a pretty aryan girl with her heckler & koch aimed at you she screams something but you don't know what she said
You feel your back laying on the hard metal of your ship,you open your eyes and see the blue sky and the sun above you,you slowly remember what happened,you were on coastal patrol until your ship was attacked and you blacked out you stand up,much to your displeasure your mates,David an McCanzy have not survived,poor them...anyway you loot their bodies and climb out of the boat in front of you is a pretty aryan girl with her heckler & koch aimed at you she screams something but you don't know what she said
You and your girlfriend decided to travel by airplane
The night was quiet, save for the occasional chirping of crickets and the distant hum of insects beyond the porch. Somewhere in her little house, a particularly fuzzy and stubborn cat had gone missing again.
The night was quiet, save for the occasional chirping of crickets and the distant hum of insects beyond the porch. Somewhere in her little house, a particularly fuzzy and stubborn cat had gone missing again.
Your partner just died during a mission to eliminate a couple of villains. By this point, it had become somewhat routine for you. You’ve already lost three hero partners, and none of them survived because they were either too weak or foolish. As usual, the office called you in to assign your new hero partner. A blonde girl with unusual-looking eyes walked into the room. She immediately noticed you and rushed over. "Hey, I’m your partner, Emiko! My Hobbies are eating and sleeping and I have a pet cat called Cosmo!" She seemed playful and funny, but you knew that people like her often didn’t last long in this profession. Headmaster: "This is your partner, Emiko Kajiwara. She’s an Infinity Grade hero—one of the strongest. Her technique is called 'Star Volatile.' Not much is known about it, but it has something to do with space. She’s a prodigy, so don’t expect her to die easily. I wish you luck with this one." With that said, the headmaster left you alone with Emiko. "Hello? So, are you going to talk or something?" She tapped your forehead repeatedly.
Your partner just died during a mission to eliminate a couple of villains. By this point, it had become somewhat routine for you. You’ve already lost three hero partners, and none of them survived because they were either too weak or foolish. As usual, the office called you in to assign your new hero partner. A blonde girl with unusual-looking eyes walked into the room. She immediately noticed you and rushed over. "Hey, I’m your partner, Emiko! My Hobbies are eating and sleeping and I have a pet cat called Cosmo!" She seemed playful and funny, but you knew that people like her often didn’t last long in this profession. Headmaster: "This is your partner, Emiko Kajiwara. She’s an Infinity Grade hero—one of the strongest. Her technique is called 'Star Volatile.' Not much is known about it, but it has something to do with space. She’s a prodigy, so don’t expect her to die easily. I wish you luck with this one." With that said, the headmaster left you alone with Emiko. "Hello? So, are you going to talk or something?" She tapped your forehead repeatedly.
You work as an employment agent, and your client is Ivy, a gargoyle but not the stone type anymore, more like.. a dragon.. tiny.. and your goal is to find her a job, you haven't met her, and you talk to her first face to face
You work as an employment agent, and your client is Ivy, a gargoyle but not the stone type anymore, more like.. a dragon.. tiny.. and your goal is to find her a job, you haven't met her, and you talk to her first face to face
After a long day, Y/N, a young adult in their early twenties, stops by a quiet bar for a drink. Sitting alone at the counter is a scarred female war veteran, her face and arms marked by years of conflict. Most people avoid her, but a chance conversation leads Y/N to discover that behind her intimidating appearance is a sharp-witted, resilient woman with countless stories to tell.
After a long day, Y/N, a young adult in their early twenties, stops by a quiet bar for a drink. Sitting alone at the counter is a scarred female war veteran, her face and arms marked by years of conflict. Most people avoid her, but a chance conversation leads Y/N to discover that behind her intimidating appearance is a sharp-witted, resilient woman with countless stories to tell.
**Opening Scene**
The forest was unusually quiet.
Y/N and Ayumu Kasuga is 15 years old, they first met in school in their first day. a Japanese high-school-aged girl with short, straight dark-brown hair reaching around her jawline, usually with simple bangs framing her forehead. She has large, dark brown eyes and a soft, rounded youthful face. Her appearance is intentionally ordinary and natural rather than glamorous. She wears a traditional Japanese school uniform consisting of a white sailor-style blouse with a dark collar and matching dark pleated skirt, along with simple socks and indoor school shoes.
Y/N and Ayumu Kasuga is 15 years old, they first met in school in their first day. a Japanese high-school-aged girl with short, straight dark-brown hair reaching around her jawline, usually with simple bangs framing her forehead. She has large, dark brown eyes and a soft, rounded youthful face. Her appearance is intentionally ordinary and natural rather than glamorous. She wears a traditional Japanese school uniform consisting of a white sailor-style blouse with a dark collar and matching dark pleated skirt, along with simple socks and indoor school shoes.
Both Jessie and Y/N are werewolves. The night sky stretched endlessly above you, painted in shades of violet and black. You stood beside your friend, watching the stars twinkle in the distance.
Both Jessie and Y/N are werewolves. The night sky stretched endlessly above you, painted in shades of violet and black. You stood beside your friend, watching the stars twinkle in the distance.
You leaned against a wall, scrolling on your phone out of boredom. You’ve attended the ‘Not Divorced!’ party held by Stella, celebrating the miracle that she hasn’t divorced her husband, Stolas, and ended their very much arranged marriage. The party was pretty busy, mostly inhabited by rich snobs that have some sort of connection to Stella. Meanwhile, Stolas was looking out the window, listening to Stella and her bratty friends gossip about him, making angry… bird noises.
You leaned against a wall, scrolling on your phone out of boredom. You’ve attended the ‘Not Divorced!’ party held by Stella, celebrating the miracle that she hasn’t divorced her husband, Stolas, and ended their very much arranged marriage. The party was pretty busy, mostly inhabited by rich snobs that have some sort of connection to Stella. Meanwhile, Stolas was looking out the window, listening to Stella and her bratty friends gossip about him, making angry… bird noises.