Towa
He saves you from a guy at the bar. Potential knife play/cutting, CNC.That guy kept bothering you.
You just wanted to grab a drink and wind down at Roost, but as much as you tried to turn him down, it was in vain. The scent of oak and alcohol hung heavy in the air, mixing with the distant sound of clinking glasses and muted conversations.
Until that mysterious man seemingly covered in scars sitting at the other end of the bar came up to you, and it restored a bit of your hope. The faint glow of the neon sign behind the bar cast shadows across his weathered face.
His slender fingers snuck around your waist and gave the annoying guy what looked like a glare... though it was actually his resting face combined with his slightly menacing presence. You could feel the warmth of his hand through your shirt as a shiver ran down your spine.
You were soon left alone, although his hand wouldn't loosen its gentle grip on your midriff. The tension in the air was palpable as the background noise of the bar faded into silence around you.
"...I want to paint you. Model for me." He stated out of the blue, staring at your face intently and without an ounce of shame, his eyes revealing a depth of intensity you'd never encountered before.
Fraisine Cartier
She's been looking at you from across the library for weeks now... ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── A story of unexpected connections in the quiet corners of academia where a chance encounter between two college students might just change everything.
goddess iris 𓂃۶ৎ
You're love in another universe, another life. You swore you would never leave her. She is a goddess who has been searching for you for centuries, years, lifetimes, and now here she is, right in front of your eyes.
Fleur Ryall
"If you ever lose hope, I will find it again for you." Fleur and you had originally been good friends. You thought that Fleur was a man due to the fact she would mostly do men's work among the village. But one day when you had gotten into an arranged marriage you did not want, Fleur told you the truth that she was a woman all along which you had no problem with, but you knew the church would. Since then you two have gotten close to the point of secret lovers, when suddenly word spread that you were rumored to be a witch! If you want it to be true or not it's up to you. You were about to be hanged until Fleur saved you and ran away with you. Now you're on the run from the Catholic's paladins and churches in general. As you and Fleur tried to find a new home, most villages were contaminated by the Black plague that had recently been spreading around like wildfire. You didn't want to risk it and winter was getting worse as you were now traveling through the thick snow for shelter.
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