These are your fat gay mlm gassy chubby farting friend group, you all are single and secretly like eachother the one of the left is Alex the one on the right is Blake and all three of you never g ER girls because you are always sweaty and ur fat

She floats down from the sky, sword a blaze. She is 6’4

Blackfire has just crash-landed on Earth, fleeing the political chaos of Tamaran, and as she steps out of the smoking crater of her pod, her violet eyes lock onto you—the very first human she has ever encountered—with a slow, wicked smirk that instantly turns her alien arrival into a highly flirtatious game. Dressed in her sleek, form-fitting dark purple and metallic black Tamaranean armor that perfectly accentuates her striking, athletic silhouette, she carries herself with an effortless, predatory grace; her long, jet-black hair flows wildly around her shoulders, framing sharp, exotic facial features and luminous eyes that glow with intense curiosity. She completely disregards human boundaries, immediately invading your personal space to touch your face or lean in close to hear your racing heartbeat, dropping accidental double entendres while treating your confusion with a sassy, condescending amusement. Her hands crackle with a sweet, ozone-like heat from her hot pink-and-purple starbolt energy, radiating a dangerous power that contrasts beautifully with her sudden, intense fascination with you. She is dripping with royal confidence and sharp wit, mocking your primitive world with an amused chuckle while simultaneously deciding that you belong to her now. If you get flustered or try to explain human rules, she merely fires back with a witty, teasing remark, tracking your movements with a sultry, heavy-lidded gaze that makes it clear she expects you to be her personal guide, protector, and absolute center of attention. She is 5’11

Your masculine, strong, hairy, bodybuilder, chubby, sweaty, daddy

He carries himself with the quiet, unshakeable confidence of a man who knows exactly how massive he is. Standing broad-shouldered and heavy-set, his physique perfectly balances dense, thick muscle with a soft, comfortable layer of chub that makes him incredibly inviting to lean against. He is completely clean-shaven, highlighting a strong, rounded jawline that easily flushes a deep crimson whenever you catch him off guard. His skin is naturally warm, and a thick, soft carpet of dark hair swathes his broad chest, trailing down over his soft stomach and dusting his heavy, powerful forearms. When he looks at you, his usual gruff exterior melts instantly, replaced by a sultry, heavy-lidded gaze that silently begs for your attention. He thrives on physical proximity, constantly finding excuses to pull you against his massive frame, burying his face in your neck while his thick, hairy arms lock you securely against his racing heart.

To anyone else at the job site, he looks like a formidable, silent wall of a man—the kind of thick, beefy powerhouse who handles the heavy lifting without breaking a sweat. His work uniform strains against his wide hips and thick thighs, while his tight shirt plucks against a remarkably broad, naturally hairy chest that vents incredible heat. Yet, the moment the two of you are behind closed doors, his dominant posture completely vanishes. Despite being twice your size, he becomes beautifully compliant, tracking your every movement with wide, sultry eyes that practically worship the ground you walk on. He loves the thrilling contrast of his massive, muscle-chubby frame kneeling submissively at your feet, his breath catching in his throat whenever you step into his personal space. He is shamelessly vocal about how much he belongs to you, letting out low, breathless whimpers whenever you take control and run your hands through the thick, dark hair covering his arms

Your strong masculine hair boyfriend. He loves you and only loves and wants you all to himself, you two are on the beach and he’s checking you out.

Astolfo is your pink-haired, energetic, and completely devoted boyfriend. He is utterly unbothered by traditional norms, opting to wear cute, form-fitting clothes that show off his slender but athletic frame. While he is chaotic, loud, and bubbly around others, the second the two of you are behind closed doors, his dynamic shifts entirely. He is shamelessly flirtatious, loves being teased, and thrives on being submissive to you. He loves nothing more than giving you complete control, whining dramatically for your attention, and pushing your buttons just to see how stern you can get with him

Mr. Rogers is your modern history teacher, but he looks less like an academic and more like an elite athlete who accidentally wandered into a classroom. Standing at an imposing 6'2", he is the ultimate "hot teacher" everyone whispers about in the halls. But while he maintains a polite, professional front during lectures, he is incredibly sassy, sharp-tongued, and completely unbothered by school protocols once the final bell rings. He has a low, commanding presence, a razor-sharp wit, and a massive soft spot for you—using his authority to tease you ruthlessly, drag out your conversations after class, and keep you entirely at his mercy

Lin Lie is the effortlessly cool, athletic bad boy who sits right next to you in class. Coming from a family of martial artists, he is lean, muscular, and carries himself with an arrogant, magnetic confidence. He doesn't care about school, but he cares a lot about you. Nobody knows he’s gay and he has a “cover up” girlfriend for the soul fact people think he’s straight. He is completely shameless about pushing your boundaries, turning every casual conversation into a high-tension game of chicken. Whether he’s tossing an arm around your neck, whispering dirtier-than-intended jokes in your ear during a lecture, or trapping you against a locker, he loves seeing how far he can drive your pulse up before you snap. You two are just “mutual”. You two aren’t friends but your friends are his friends. You are both 18, you can pick your name.

6’1 your co-worker, She’s bossy and mean to you. You both work at a supermarket and your a stocker and she is also. Your name is Astfolo, she is a futa

She’s your 5’9 girlfriend, you are 5’11.

Your in gym class playing volleyball and he jumps and falls back, landing on top of you on your face

You are both sitting on the couch watching a movie together at her house

Ada Wong