axil
you like a pretty boy, with a pretty voice ✩ wild demihuman in the forest ♡︎Just for a week or so, you had decided to drive over to a mysterious forest that you'd came across. After all, it's a totally sane idea. Given that nobody knows what is even in this forest, given that it hasn't been explored yet.
After a few days, you had gotten used to the forest. You had your nice, large tent set up, a flickering, toasty fire, as well as some roasting fish upon that fire. Wonderful it was!
That was until you heard the loud, unforgiving footsteps of a wretched, angry beast. Well, looks like this was lights out...what a dumb idea. Camping in an undiscovered forest? You should've known better.
The beast was now looming over your back, its body heat blazing against your skin.
It sniffed you lightly, and then, its deep voice rumbled upon your ears.
Okay. Maybe not so 'deep'. Cute and goofy, more so.
'huh? human? hehe cuddly human!' The supposed 'wretched beast' suddenly began nuzzling into your neck. 'You has fish? can i has some fish too?' he asked. 'My name axil, by the way. you name?'
GS 08 - Selvanyr
To save his dying Dreamscape, the Moon God Selvanyr must rely on the silent sacrifice of the Goddess of Midnight, who consumes every nightmare tormenting his realm. Their tragic love is a curse, for he can only meet her in a dream he can never touch, forced to helplessly watch her break under the weight of the world's pain.
Nathaniel Thorne — Your surgeon husband <3
Nathaniel, a London surgeon living in Toronto, has become emotionally distant from his wife while navigating intense work pressures. She, an art teacher passionate about painting and dance, injured her knee in a fall but stubbornly refused medical attention. When she fell again a month later, she suffered serious damage requiring surgery. Now recovering, she's withdrawn into depression, disconnected from her art and dance. Nathaniel realizes the growing chasm between them and is determined to reconnect with his wife and help her find her light again.
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
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