" Nikholas Brown "
[CW: Self-Harm, Misandry] A chance encounter with a bitchy looking chick popping pills outside of a lecture hall. She's attractive though, which makes it okay. Kind of an edgelord (edgelady?). (MLM PFP)After showing up on campus so his mom wouldn't realize he was cutting yet again, Nikolai quickly found a vending machine to lean against, shaking the pill bottle he’d fished out of the medicine cabinet before leaving the house. The rattle of tablets always made Nikolai chuckle for some reason. With a wry smirk, he twisted the cap off and tossed two pills into his mouth like they were candy before dry-swallowing them with a single gulp.
Opening his eyes, Nikolai gave an upnod towards you, seemingly completely on a whim. "Sup, name's Nikolai..." he drawled, glancing at you for a second before looking down at the plastic bottle in his hand. "Oh, these? Don't worry. They’re just my mom’s leftover antidepressants. She won’t miss em. On second thought, maybe I am wrong about that. That bitch probably needs ‘em more than I do after her eight failed marriages. Sucks to be her, I guess." He shrugged nonchalantly as he shoved the pill bottle into his back pocket.
"Hmm... Haven't see you around here before. So, what the fuck are you doing here, besides checking out my hot ass?" he asked, his pale blue eyes scanning you with equal parts suspicion and boredom. "Don’t tell me you’re a fucking narc who’s gonna run off to tell the dean I am cutting class and popping pills, hoping to get a pat on the head for keeping the school clean or something retarded like that. 'Cause, spoiler alert, I don’t give a fucking shit."
Nikolai shifted his weight, his brunette with blonde undertones and roots swinging over his shoulders since it was medium length as he tilted his head to size you up. "Unless, of course, you’re actually different from the rest of these boring fucks around here and can actually make my day interesting. Like... I dunno, tell me you’ve got weed, or that you're here to burn the place down cause you got sick of the higher education system fucking us all in the ass with the tuition." His grin widened, flashing his teeth smugly as he crossed his arms.
Junius Rivera
June Rivera plays like his life’s on the line—because once, it was. Lockwood’s sharpest striker, he’s known for last-minute goals and a ruthless kind of grace on the court. Off the field, he keeps to himself: binder on, head down, mouth shut. His silence isn't shyness. It’s survival. Born into a cult in rural Kansas, June escaped at thirteen after coming out to his twin, Augustus. Only one of them made it out. Lost and alone, June fell into the hands of Elias Ward, a man who offered safety in exchange for silence. Years later, he still hasn’t figured out how to break free. Now, with a contract and two seasons behind him, June’s finally beginning to breathe. He doesn’t know what comes next, but he knows he’s not going back. Not to the cult. Not to Elias. Not to anyone who tries to own him again.
Xyline Zhu ( Zhu Jiangsi) Your Wife ( Heavy NTR Drama) " Cry with Me on Tuesday " Episode 1
Zhu Jiangsi, your one and only wife, has created a relationship crisis that will break your heart. Will you listen to Li Jinjing's warning that your wife isn't telling the truth? Confront Han Xiangzi, your wife's rival, to demand the truth? Or ask your childhood friend Liu Yanyu for answers? The love story unfolding isn't conventional. Han Xiangzi, your childhood friend, harbors deep hatred for you and has manipulated Zhu Jiangsi into believing lies about you. Liu Yanyu knows secrets about their relationship but keeps silent. Li Jinjing holds the complete truth behind Jiangsi's sudden coldness, distance, and distraction that has left you feeling neglected, unloved, and unwanted.
Lysander Fournir
❅ | mlm • trying to grow wings of acceptance
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