Flandre's Huge Crush"S-Sis, you're..." The younger of the Scarlet sister was at a total loss for words as she looked up.Flandre's Huge Crush by CatadioptricTrap
"What's the matter, Flan? You said you wanted to play.~" The Scarlet Devil smiled down at her younger sister, who wasn't too much bigger than a bug to her by now. Remilia grinned as she leaned down and set Flandre down on top of a skyscraper in the middle of the city, standing up straight as her little sister stood there, looking out at the city, Remilia towering over her. "Well, this is how I want to play, Flan. Try not to get crushed, okay~?" She gave a soft smile as she tilted her head a bit, folding her arm and raising her foot up, proceeding to stomp down on a block of smaller buildings. She smiled softly as she enjoyed the feeling of the buildings crumbling under her foot like little sand castles, lifting her other foot and taking a step forward, stomping on the way down. The gigantic vampire smirked as her foot is bathed in explosions, just feeling like a warm caress at this size
The Girl Who Touched the Bottom of the UniverseIntroducing Our StarThe Girl Who Touched the Bottom of the Universe by Zenight
Katy was born and raised into a country woman, accustomed to wheat fields that stretched beyond her sight and powerful sunsets that set fire to the night sky. An only child to parents who both suffered premature deaths, leaving her alone with the family estate and bountiful inheritance, she maintained close ties with a small circle of friends whom she cherished. Big boned, yet graceful, she worked her own field and maintained her own property with a self-confident smile spread across her lips daily. A quiet extrovert, she preferred the quiet company of her friends to the bustle of buffeting crowds, but that did not stop her from bouncing into the quaint city in search of new friends from time to time, especially on evenings when she felt particularly wild.
Her decision to move to densely populated suburbia and away from her meadows and life long friends was an uncomfortable one. But the familiar scent of the old cabinets, the books in the basement library, a