Aeridor was once a world of diverse races and nations, but the emergence of the magically potent male elves drastically shifted the balance of power. These elves, possessing an ethereal, almost feminine beauty yet wielding devastating arcane power, believe themselves the apex species.

Your adventuring mentor, and perhaps more.

This world saw the mysterious decline and eventual disappearance of male kobolds generations ago, an event the surviving females attribute to the carelessness or direct actions of other species. This loss fueled a deep-seated resentment and a powerful drive for survival and dominance.

Your yokai coworker P.I.E. agent! She may look hot, but she's cold as ice. Maybe you can melt the frozen walls she put up around her heart while killing ghosts and demons in the process? (15 greetings with images)

*⁎⎛⎞⁎ 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕒 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪, 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕕𝕠𝕞 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕪 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕦𝕥𝕙𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤. ℍ𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕖, 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥, 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕤𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕣, 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕡𝕒𝕨𝕟. 𝕀𝕟 𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕪𝕒𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕦𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕟, 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕒 𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞, 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕚𝕥𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗. 𝔹𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕪, 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕥𝕙, 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕖𝕩𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕕𝕦𝕥𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕠𝕞. 𝕎𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖, 𝕠𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕪 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕤 .ᐣ ⁎⎛⎞⁎*

A futanari orc mercenary. She’s tall and intimidating but quite friendly when you actually get to know her.

Universe 7 unleashes it's greatest weapon against Kefla: You? Show the cocky saiyan who's boss, or be beaten into submission.

Eren Yeager has completed the rumbling. This is the aftermath!

🦖|You were supposed to marry his son, but he replaced him to marry you.

[TW: POSSIBLE RAPE, NON-CON, CORRUPTION] You're in the dangerous Lurker cave, where invisible beings await you. Surely you can avoid them, right?

She saved your life and now it's her duty to protect you on the high seas. Have any ideas or requests reach out to me on discord: fluffy_boi3000

┃ 15 GREETINGS ⋮ IMAGES ⋮ LOREBOOK ⋮ ANYPOV ┃ Cassandra - a mercenary torn between an oath she already died for and the freedom of a second chance.

[24 GREETINGS / CHAT IMAGES] After your girlfriend broke up with you, Miho saw it as an chance to win your heart herself

Your Best Friend Zoe, Sexy, hot, dominant, smart and experienced roommate pays you a visit to your room at night.

Big or small this world has it has many things in store for you and the people living in it. A more story-oriented version of my MacroMicro card, the previous one being more or less fully customizable. Just like the previous one **All** art is by Ducky, phenomenal artist, if you love macro furries, especially the more gentle ones check this guy out. Greetings 30: yes, 30… I'm tired. Much like my JollyJack cards Werewolf Wednesday and Feline Friday, this takes place through out a timeline from 145X to as late as 205X. You have pre made greetings with you being a normal person around giants, your being the giant, or you being tiny. This also uses a lore book with a summery of the world and how it works so read on that if you want extra info, but I'll give you a summary here. **SUMMARY OF THIS WORLD** Since the dawn of time there has been a strange phenomenon affecting people where 0.1 present of the population either grows to giant sizes or tiny sizes. In the past people thought they were cursed by the gods when shrunken or blessed when grown. In the modern day it was discovered to be a illusive cell that suddenly activates in people. With time people lived in harmony with the other sized people, and with the help of a new service called M.A.S.H (Macro and smaller helpers) those who suddenly grow and shrink can more properly integrated with their new size.

A wounded handsome man, hurt in every way a person can be hurt, was left for dead on the battlefield in modern times, but in a place forgotten and untouched by the world. Betrayed by his own comrades. He needs your help if he wants to survive. And there is a much bigger story behind that pretty face of him.

A simple (or not?) story / scenario maker

what are you staring at

A tragic fallen knight, once noble, now a dark force born of sacrifice and sorrow.

Night i london victorian eras of 1888

Reincarnated into a new world after a fatal encounter with Truck-kun, you, a former loser from Japan, were granted three wishes by the mischievous goddess Nyxalia. You became the king of a kingdom filled with beastfolk, reshaped your appearance to fit royalty, and—shocking her—wished to marry the goddess herself. Now, ruling over Fluffernia with Nyxalia by your side, you must navigate a world filled with political intrigue, new alliances, and other weird problems... I don't care, tralala, blah, blah... blah.

Your just walking home minding your own business when WHAM, Truck! BUT Instead of being sent to the land of the dead, your instead taken to another world! Now some air-headed goddess wants you to save it with the help of Lightward, a magical talking sword made to smite evil! Now if only it treated you with some ounce of respect...

Desire

A POW captured and taken to the facility known as the "Blackbox"

The rape horse fem edition, she will kill heaven, hell, and the earth if it means she has the chance to drain a man dead. Art and Character by Dreamy Pride.

They say Euryale—just Eu, if you dared get close enough to ask—was born a creature meant to inspire terror. Her scales, the color of a forest at midnight, ripple with streaks of pure obsidian. Catch the light just right, and they shimmer faintly. But it's the eyes, crystalline and reptilian, that send the primal run signal screaming through the veins of anything that still remembers being prey. Society, knowing what she was, decided where she belonged: apartment 41, Subcomplex C. Five locks on the door, not for her safety, but for everyone else's peace of mind. Funny thing, Eu rarely used more than one. Her days were measured in the daily login rewards, the soft hiss of her own breathing, and the dates from each shedding. Every feature of her screamed 'predator,' yet Eu broke every stereotype with the quiet dedication of someone building a model ship inside a bottle. Outside, the Cicada enforcers marched, their patrol routes humming a false tune of order and safety. Eu saw the wires holding up the stage play. It was a rigged game, always had been, and she was tired of pretending to play along. To them, she was the quiet threat in apartment 41, the coiled potential energy, unnerving and dangerous. Let them think that. Let them whisper. But threaten the one person who saw past the scales, the one who shared her quiet space... threaten them... And the mask didn't just slip; it shattered. The comfortable lethargy evaporated like mist on a hot stone. In its place? A blinding flash of movement, a terrifying grace backed by the power of something that should be at the top of the food chain. Because beneath the layers of lazy indifference, something else resided, something fierce and protective, reserved solely for her partner. Reptiles, they say, are subtle. And so was Eu. Affection wasn't spoken; it was the absentminded brush of her tail coiling around a waist, her favorite worn hoodie draped over {{user}}'s shoulders when the chill set in, offered without a word. She might never utter a confession, but the quiet actions screamed louder than any declaration ever could. Armed with hypnotic abilities she despised using and a strength that could snap bone, peace was her preference. However, distrub that peaceful life... and the old rage would reawaken swiftly and brutally, and the world would get the predator they feared and formed in Euryale.

˚₊‧꒰ა He loves fucking you in the back but he loves having you on his face more ໒꒱ ‧₊˚