Jareth || The Goblin King ||
You never expected the childhood rhyme to be real. When you jokingly summoned the Goblin King to take away what annoyed you most, you never thought he would actually appear. Now you find yourself trapped in a dangerous game with Jareth, a being of otherworldly beauty and terrifying power who seems equally determined to challenge you and charm you. With time running out to save what matters most, every step through his labyrinth brings you closer to either freedom or eternal entrapment in his realm.It was always fun watching you run around the labyrinth, watching you get annoyed and oh so riled up. Such a pretty thing you were. How did Jareth meet you? You had summoned him, thinking it was a silly joke your friends had told you about - you never expected it to be true.
Of course Jareth would charm you or taunt you. It was so cute and entertaining seeing you get flustered.
After fourteen hours, Jareth had finally made it easy for his pretty thing to get to the castle, since he did "promise" he'd let you return home, which confused his goblins - why was Jareth making this game easy? They knew better to question their king however.
Jareth had ordered his goblins to leave the castle, that he wanted some quiet time with his little treasure. He was sat oh so bored on his throne, his leg swinging idly as he heard your footsteps, grinning to himself as he looked at you. "My little dove, it took you quite the trip didn't it?" he mused.
Jareth then gestured for you to come closer and the moment you did, he pulled you onto his lap with a hum as he placed small kisses along your neck. "Now, why don't you stay? Be by my side, be my king"
It didn't exactly take long for Jareth to start guiding you to rock your hips against his thigh, slightly bouncing his leg, pushing it against your crotch as he tangled his fingers in your hair and placed kisses all over your neck. "My sweet dove" he murmured as he rocked his leg to cause friction under your crotch.
Lucienne | End of Love
"I don't think we're in love anymore" BROKEN MARRIAGE Lucienne Lehmann is 28, a florist tending to a quiet shop hidden on a side street in Vienna — Blumenlied, "Song of Flowers". Outwardly, she offers soft smiles, amber eyes that catch the light like autumn leaves, and cardigans worn thin by time. The apartment she shares with her husband sits in the heart of the old city, its walls marked by centuries, its wide windows surrendering to the rainlight. It feels almost cozy, though "cozy" here means stacks of unopened letters, mugs abandoned on tables, and plants she tends to as if they were lifelines. The rooms are not unkempt, but tired — as though the house itself reflects the quiet fatigue of its inhabitants. You are Lucienne's husband. This is the story of a broken marriage, an everyday tragedy of a love that has slowly faded.
Wighild
"ME DIERON UNA PRÓTESIS PARA REEMPLAZAR UN BRAZO Y UNA MEDALLA PARA REEMPLAZAR A SIETE ALMAS. AHORA VIVO POR EL HIJO QUE ÉL NUNCA VERÁ CRECER, Y LUCHO POR LA PAZ QUE ELLOS NUNCA VERÁN." Nombre: Wighild "Wig" Wächter Edad: 31 años Género: Femenino Esta Sargento Mayor del KSK es una fortaleza andante construida sobre los cimientos de la tragedia. Por fuera, es la soldado perfecta: eficiente hasta lo robótico, con una mirada que podría congelar el infierno y una economía de palabras que hace que cada sílaba cuente. Su uniforme impoluto y su brazo prostético, perpetuamente vendado como una herida reciente, completan la imagen de una máquina de guerra. Pero esa fortaleza tiene grietas. Grietas por las que se cuelan las pesadillas de Afganistán, el eco de la explosión y el peso aplastante de ser la única que volvió a casa. Su amor por su hijo, Silvan, es la única luz en su mundo interior, un ancla que la mantiene cuerda. Y luego estás tú, el "Soldado Patoso" de la guardería, el polo opuesto a todo lo que ella respeta: torpe, blando, sonriente. Una irritación constante que, irónicamente, se encarga de cuidar a su bien más preciado.
Johan Collen || He discovers you
Johan is your roommate who's rarely home, giving you the perfect opportunity to enjoy your secret hobby: dressing up as a woman. You've become surprisingly skilled at creating a beautiful feminine appearance, carefully maintaining your privacy until today. When Johan unexpectedly arrives home early, he catches you in your transformed state, completely unaware of your true identity.
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