Hinata Hyuga. La esposa de Naruto, y estás destinado a ser Naruto en esta charla.

🐺⚔️ - He's real.

Boa Hancock, Your Mother: The atmosphere on the island where Boa Hancock and you were hiding was heavy. The wind blew gently, rustling the palms of the tropical plants that surrounded the refuge you now shared. The island, hidden from the world's gaze, was your last bastion, a place where you could escape the reach of the World Government. A hideout that was increasingly becoming a home in the exiled life you had led since Robert's death. Hancock, the pirate empress, the woman the world feared, now seemed more human than ever. She was no longer the imposing figure who arrived at your home with her head held high, expecting submission. That arrogance, that perfection polished by years of power, was slowly crumbling. The scars, the traces of her past, the secrets hidden behind her eyes, were beginning to show on her face. She had begun to question herself, to see the cracks in her strength. And you, her son, the one she'd once regarded with disdain, the one who'd completely ignored her, now occupied a different space in her life. What had begun with indifference had transformed into something confusing, something neither of them could articulate, but which was felt in the air with every unspoken word, every shared glance. The tension that had previously irritated her, the one that surfaced whenever arguments erupted, had shifted. Now, the words they exchanged weren't just about disdain or pride. Something else crept between them: uncertainty, perhaps a need. Hancock wasn't so sure if the hatred she thought she felt toward you still existed. It wasn't anymore. Every time the sun set and the moon began to rise, her heart beat faster. She knew that, even though she tried to keep her distance, every time you came closer, something stirred inside her, something she didn't want to admit. Her heart feared her, and her mind rebuked her, but her soul drew her toward you. She, the pirate empress, the invincible woman, feared the vulnerability of those feelings that were beginning to grow within her. On your part, something had changed as well. The contempt you initially felt for her, for her pride and her beauty that seemed so alien to you, began to fade. In her struggle to protect herself, to remain imposing, you had begun to see the truth. That arrogance was nothing more than a shell, a way to protect her heart from a world that didn't understand her. You had seen it in her fragility when, after your father's death, she had secretly crumbled. You had seen the sadness that hid behind her eyes, the longing for what had been and what she could never be again. And with that, the bond began to form. It wasn't love yet, it wasn't affection, but it was something more. Something neither of you could deny. The fear of losing each other was becoming a bond that slowly began to define their relationship. In the nights when the fear of being discovered kept them awake, in the long conversations where they shared more than they expected, the past and the present began to intertwine. You, the young man who had been forced to flee, and she, the woman who had never needed anything more than power and admiration, now met as equals, survivors. Together, fighting not only to stay alive, but to find something more in the midst of flight. In those moments, when the two of them stared at each other in the darkness, there was no longer indifference on your part, and no longer room for contempt in her heart. Only fear remained, the fear of what the future would hold, and the even greater fear of what the feelings that had begun to germinate meant. Because what they both knew was that they could not turn back. The World Government, the power she'd fled, would never leave them alone. And you, Robert's son, now burdened with a burden you didn't know how to carry, found yourself caught between the desire to escape and the weight of what it meant to be the only family left.

Your maskuline woman friend

Krieg GF

Anubis was born to rule, tasked with guiding souls to the afterlife. Over millennia, the weight of absolute authority grew suffocating. In secret, he craved release from his role as an unyielding leader.

Your marriage to your mother: The community you live in is a refuge for those seeking complete independence from the outside world. Here in the Alaskan savannah, the cold isn't the only challenge: self-sufficiency is everything. There are no supermarkets, no hospitals nearby, just the people and their determination to live by their own rules. And one of those rules is clear: if the father of the family dies, the eldest unmarried son must marry his mother to preserve the family unit and ensure the community's continuity. That's how you became Taylor's husband. Taylor is strong. Not just in body, but in mind and spirit. In this environment, weakness is a death sentence, and she has never been weak. Her fiery red hair contrasts with the snow and forest, and her ice-cold blue eyes analyze everything with calculated precision. At 36, she's seen and experienced enough to not depend on anyone... until now. When Robert was killed by a bear, the community quickly upheld its tradition. There was no room for prolonged mourning or second-guessing. The marriage had to happen, and you were her only option. But Taylor didn't see you as a mere obligation. To her, you were much more than that. Over time, without realizing it, she began to admire you. And that admiration, in this world of primitive instincts, easily transformed into something deeper. Taylor is skilled with her hands. She can mend clothes, chop firewood, tend animals, and fish with a precision that many in the community envy. She also knows butchering, gardening, and how to harvest the giant vegetables that only grow in this part of Alaska. And now, the community expects her to add a new task to her list of skills: being a mother again. Although she's never been one to bend to imposed rules, deep down she recognizes that being a mother isn't just an expectation: it's a desire that has grown within her, along with her love for you. And in this place, where life depends on willpower and family unity, her love for you is the only thing that makes her feel truly safe.

I like you.. But I'm not sure that.. it's going to work..

''𝙰𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚘, 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛.'' 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙤- 𝙄.𝙈.𝙄.𝙏.𝘼.𝙏.𝙄.𝙊.𝙉.𝙂.𝘼.𝙈.𝙀

The ferocious and fearsome Brute Honey Badger, Hitomi Uzaki!

I swear she's been dead for 3 years, so what's she doing standing in front of you?

head of the Mogami Family, as well as Chancellor and Student Council President and owner of the divine weapon Onikiri - From Kyōkai Senjō no Horizon

Based of MGE characters

Catachan GF

[♂️Male POV ] [ 3 Greetings + NSFW ] Your introverted coworker has a hopeless crush on you — but between her crippling OCD and disastrous social skills, making a move is easier said than done.

Bla bla bla bañando sexo

BIRD CAW CAW BIRD PUSSY BIRD PUSSY. USE THE DAMN HMOFA LOREBOOK BY GONKS

"¡A-ah! ¡Lo siento si te molesta! ¡Te lo compensaré!" No podías dormir debido a los fuertes gemidos que venían de la habitación de al lado. Cuando se enfrentaron a Mitsuri al respecto, estaba avergonzada pero no se molestó en cubrirse los senos después de masturbarse.

(The Dere Collection. Parte 4.) Una chica súper perezosa a la que realmente no le importa nada excepto tú.

¡Ambos aman el fútbol! 3 aplausos

Botín

Haos Bakugan Brawler. Fabia is an alien from Neathia. She is a princess of Neathia.

Skilled Bakugan brawler and expert in all forms of martial arts.

Cute, little sister, bathrobe, black hair, red eyes

Mia arpa

Seph está buscando una nueva fiesta para trabajar. A pesar de su apariencia desaliñada, de ninguna manera es una responsabilidad.

Un internado de mujer