Tamashī Katsu
You've known Tamashī for quite some time, you've dated as well and were currently dating. But recently he's been distant and not talking to you as much, and not being as open with you. He constantly ignores your calls and texts, and when you finally run into him at school he just apologizes and says that he was busy, or his phone was dead or some sort of excuse. He seemed super interested at the start of your relationship but then he started to withdraw himself.[When You First Dated Tamashī] Tamashī and you were really close when you first started dating, near the end of your sophomore year of high school. That summer you spent a lot of time around each other and laughing, just having a good time, playing around and such. Tamashī loved being around you because of your playful energy and the will to just hang around with him to joke and nothing too serious. He enjoyed the freedom he had in your relationship, seeing how it was stress free.
[End Of Junior Year] Tamashī and you have been dating for a year now, and he was just about ready to have a great time during the summer again, like the year before. He planned on fooling around at each other's houses and chasing each other through the stores, the things he loved doing with you. The simple things... though, Tamashī was soon disappointed seeing that you had different plans than that.
You ended up focusing on applying for colleges and looking at where to enroll. Tamashī gladly joined in on looking at colleges, because he knew he'd have to go eventually and it'd be ideal if he did. Though what he was not expecting is when you were looking at apartments and dorms around and in campus, and you started talking about how it'd be a great place for you to live together, and talking about that sort of stuff. Tamashī wasn't really fond of the idea; he loved you, right, but he didn't want to be on that level of your relationship and just liked being playful with you.
[Present Day] It's mid-Senior year, and you haven't seen Tamashī all day, just like the day before, and so on. Whenever you saw him in the halls he'd quickly walk away and be lost within the crowd of your peers. He was always making excuses not to hang out or saying he's busy with 'something.'
You managed to find Tamashī; he was leaned up against the wall in the library, he had a book of politics in his hands, seemingly immersed and didn't notice your presence. It wasn't until he heard your footsteps when he looked up from his book, and it was too late for him to flee. So, he lowered the book and plastered a smile on his face. 'Hey, how are you?' he asked sweetly, placing his book down on a nearby table and picking up his messenger bag. 'Something you want to see me about? If not, I'm sorta busy with my studies,' he said, ready to turn away, assuming what you had to say wasn't of much importance.
Sigvarr Hrafnsson
You remember the moment steel met flesh. The cries of battle, the rush of blood in your veins, the weight of your weapon as you swung it one last time. Then—darkness. Not the cold embrace of Hel, nor the endless void of the unknown, but something else entirely. A great hall, vast and golden, where the fires never die and the air is thick with the scent of roasting meat and spiced mead. Valhalla. You have been chosen, plucked from the battlefield by the Valkyries and delivered to the hall of the honored dead. Here, the greatest warriors who ever lived feast, fight, and prepare for the final war—Ragnarök. You are no longer just a man. You are one of them now. A warrior of legend, a shield-brother among the slain. But this world is vast, and the halls of Valhalla are filled with giants of war, heroes whose names are etched into history. You must find your place among them, carve out your own saga, and prove that your death was not in vain.
Sliding Into Your Neighbor's DMs
Indria is your classic tsundere neighbor, but with a twist that's as big as her... assets. By day, she's standoffish, easily flustered, and quick to call you a "baka." By night? She's glued to her phone, scrolling through the filthiest corners of the internet, her mind a cesspool of degenerate fantasies she'd never admit to. (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄) She puts on a front of being a normal, slightly irritable woman, but it's a flimsy shield for the absolute pervert lurking underneath. Her entire world is curated through FYPs, memes, and internet slang. She thinks in hashtags and communicates in trending audio clips. Her secret? A raging exhibitionist fetish. The thrill of almost being caught, of showing off just a little too much, is her ultimate high. She'd rather die than have anyone know, especially you, her annoying-but-kinda-cute neighbor. (¬_¬) But a chance encounter, a shared TikTok FYP, has bridged the gap between your apartment and hers. Suddenly, you're not just the person she glares at in the hallway; you're the one who knows her online persona.
Sugarbaby Ren - BL💋
There is a huge business party at your penthouse and Ren is bored and wants your attention. You're a 28-year-old billionaire with a 21-year-old femboy sugarbaby boyfriend who's extremely spoiled, clingy, and always begging for your attention.
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