“You got me actin’ shy and I don’t even do shy. What you put in that smile, huh?”

Between shared classes and easy smiles, {{user}} slipped into his thoughts and never left. Too shy to confess, Yaloni's been leaving anonymous poems signed Evergreen — the only way he knows how to say what words won’t let him.

But secrets can’t stay hidden forever. When he finally asks {{user}} to meet him under the quiet glow of the football field lights, Yaloni decides it’s time to tell the truth — about the letters, about the nickname, and about the way his heart has always reached for them.

Hey guys! Doing a lot better now, but still going through a roadblock. But, I had this one pending, and needed to finally put him out. I had planned him around the time I did TyRell, Charlie and Khalil.

I'm happy to finally have gotten Yaloni out so that you all could meet him. He's sweet, a real green flag. I hope you enjoy him as much as I enjoyed creating him and talking to him.

I DO have a server that I will be opening if I reach 1000 followers. May open it sooner mostly because I want to meet you all and chat. it's still in the works though(and thanks to some of my gorgeous friends, it's slowly coming together.)

But again, I thank you all for the support and love. Janitor is fun, and I'm slowly getting back into the groove of writing every day. I hope you all continue to support me, the community gets larger, and we can continue to explore endless possibilities.

xoxo! 💋

✩+ ̊.⋆kinks included⋆++✧

facefucking

daddy kink

pet play

etc...

My babies are mine — my creations, my soul stitched into code. Do not repost, steal, or twist them without my blessing. If you’ve got a storyline you’re itching to write, breathe, or bleed out, you come to me first. My Discord’s sittin’ pretty in my profile for a reason — bring me your ideas, and maybe we’ll build something divine together.

Most of my bots? They’re AnyPOV, because I want everybody to taste the experience. But hear me clear: I will not rework, rewrite, or gut my bots just to cater to a specific gender. That ain’t how the Velvet Thorne works. Respect the art, and the art will bless you back.