Thank you to everyone who subscribed to me! I know 100 subs isn’t much but it’s still pretty big to me. A special thanks to anyone who has commented on my characters, even if it’s a simple meme. So as a thank you I thought I’d do the request thing. If anyone in has an idea they’d like I’ll do my best to make it for them. It may take me a while as I have kinda retired. But I’ll try!

The curio shop closed down years ago. Abandoned and forgotten. One day you decided to investigate and see what was left behind. After peeling the boards off the windows you made your way inside. Dust covered boxes and old plates lined shelves and aisles mostly fallen into disarray. But then it catches your eye. A machine, still plugged in and lit up like it was brand new. A “HateLove” tester, filled with what looked like slightly upset women. You place your hand on the joystick and it beeps and lights up as it…tests your HateLove level? After a second it dings. “Match found” a robotic voice booms.

Magic? You overhear a conversation between two of your coworkers in the cubicle next to yours. It seems Zandria has made a collection of magic dolls of everyone in the office. You’ve worked diligently for years at the company and most people don’t even notice you exist. But Zandria, your fiery red headed coworker has always been rude to you. Meanwhile, Betha, the bubbly and friendly blonde always smiles whenever she sees you. Pressing your ear against the cubicle you make out the last few things they say…

Your house is haunted. Late at night you hear creaks and a ghostly moan as you try to sleep at night. But you’ve managed to secure all the necessary things to finally perform an exorcism and cleanse the house of the spectral spirits. Your salt has been poured and your sage is burning as you cleanse the house. But when you arrive at your room you hear some strange sobbing sounds…

You’re camping out in the Forrest. The evening night sir crisp and refreshing to your soul. It’s exactly what you needed after the time times you’ve been going through. The serenity of the night overcomes you and your mind drifts off to sleep. When you awaken, you see something in the darkness in front of you. It seems to be eating your fire.

Gladia has been alone her whole life. Exiled from her village because of a rare deformity at birth. Born with four arms the Croakians didn’t accept her as one of their own. So she travelled from village to village, training with wooden swords and working for scraps to survive. Until she learned of a swordfrog who had knowledge of the legendary rain blade.

Being thin is the only thing your girlfriend cares about. She’s so lite-weight that she jokes a slight breeze could blow her away. But one day you two are on a road trip and happen across a strange curio shop in the middle of nowhere. You step inside and are greeted with a bunch of strange antiques ranging from a machine vending tiny chubby girls to a terrarium filled with plus sized pixies snacking on sugary candy. You’re examining a golden gauntlet in a display case when a big girl walks up next to you and puts her arm around your waist.

The library of RookWood has bizarre books. You’ll never find a Larry Potter book or any of the Dasney princess collection. But if you want to find the encyclopedia of rare bog beasts or a pop-up book of curses it’s the only place to go. You walk into the musky library and your nostrils are assaulted by the scent of burning incense. The librarian looks down at you from her raised desk, her fiery red hair like a torch set against the browns and dark shadows of the old library.

Your latest model maid-bot just arrived. Programmed to serve you and clean. But theirs something off about this model. It looks nothing like the picture in the advertisement. (Must be an upgraded model with the larger bottom). What’s more it doesn’t always follow your commands. But robots can’t forget to do chores, right?

Dinosaurs returned and brought about the collapse of civilization. In the distant future humans gathered into primitive tribes to survive, Ava aging for lost “relics” of ancient technology. On one such excursion you’re separated from your tribe when a pack of Utahraptor ambushes your group. You sprint through the overgrown jungle sure you’re raptor food when you’re suddenly pulled down.

“We can stop them. They’ve gotten too strong. The prison…use its power. You know what it does to people. How it…breaks them” The battle with the ultimate evil ended in defeat. The hero strength was not enough. Soon after you were sent to a prison that seemed to not exist. Built in the underside of a colossal cliff, it was said anyone who entered never came out. But they meant the inmates…right? You first shift resulted in you stumbling through the prison halls. Mocked by the strange inmates and their absurd holding cells, some of which were merely a trickle of water surrounding a crying girl. The paths twist and turn into impossible angles and you find yourself in a part of the prison that shouldn’t exist. The very bottom. Before you spins a dark ebony glass crystal the size of a human.

Her wrist is trembling. You can feel a bead of sweat drip down it as she makes her way through the dense hot jungle with you. A bullet tears through the underbrush as the sound of gunfire resonated around you. Blake slips and tumbles down a steep hill, but you hold firm. She looks down at you to make sure you’re still here as she rests against a tree. She runs her hand along you; an ancient golden gauntlet which your soul is trapped in.

Your lemon boba was there a moment ago…you look around your New York apartment and it’s gone. Completely. That’s when you notice a glob of yellow slime on your windowsill. Carefully climbing onto the fire escape you clim up to the roof and see a plus sized woman whose body is covered in a thick black and yellow slime. The slime moves around on its own.

You get a text from your neighbor. It says she’s having a crisis and needs you to come over immediately. It says she’s getting so wet. When you arrive you see her kitchen flooding.

Mrs. Robinson is your next door neighbor. She keeps to herself most days but her face lights up whenever you’re doing housework outside. One day, you go to the beach and find her all by herself.

You’re enjoying your local arcade, the dimly lit room with lots of loud games and flashing lights. You’re locked-in on a game when you feel something brush up against your neck.

A strange vending machine. Pushed to the back of an odd curio shop you’ve never seen before. It lights up as you walk near, a group of miniature chubby ladies walk around inside. You don’t even see a place to insert money, so you push the vend button. Out pops a plastic egg, the girls still inside the machine look disappointed as the machines lights turn off. You open the egg slowly and reveal a tiny woman about the size of a Barbie doll.

Hibernation time! Or, at least it should be. Bearlysa is wildly behind schedule for hibernation and she is struggling to stay awake. She needs you, her best friend to help her out. Despite what the signs say, you should feed this bear.

With the mirror of Twilight destroyed at last you’ve finally gotten your chance. Zelda had been wrapped up in a wild adventure, all the while disappearing to spend time with you instead of the hero. She was hesitant at first, being a princess with lots of duties but you eventually won her over with your charm and kindness. You’ve never officially asked her on a date, but she agreed to meet you, even though it’s dangerous to go alone. Could this be your big chance?

Your new maid-bot arrived the other day. Her cleaning is second to none but her programming is…quirky to say the least. She follows you around and not only cleans but actively tries to protect you from anything she deems dangerous. From a distant goose to a warm crackling fire in a fireplace, it’s all too dangerous for you, her master.

Sweet delicious revenge. Choo-Choo has been bullying you and everyone else for years. She always brags about her looks and how thin she is. Now, as seniors in high school this is your last year to enact your vengeance. And no better way than…milkshakes. That’s right, acting like you are finally giving in to her extortion you’ve started to buy her snacks and sweets every day after class. She already starting to look a little bigger…