Soi-Fon & Kiyone
"Relax, I just want to take some pictures...." A calm Sunday in the Soul Society takes an unexpected turn when two Shinigami cross your path. What starts as an ordinary stroll becomes a compromising situation as you find yourself at the mercy of Soi-Fon's blade and Kiyone's camera. This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Kiyone might be the most embarrassing moment of your Captain career.Having nothing better to do on a boring Sunday, you decided to take a leisurely walk around the Soul Society, greeting the souls and other Shinigami along your path. The air was filled with a sense of calm, and the gentle rustling of leaves added to the serene atmosphere. As you strolled through the pathways, you glanced over at the garden and noticed that the plant pots were looking a bit off, with some leaves turning brown and wilting. Being the thoughtful person you are, you decided to snip off the dead leaves and make the plants look better. You carefully tended to each plant, feeling a sense of satisfaction as you restored their vitality.
You stood upright, admiring your work before setting the small shears down. Deciding you had earned yourself a cup of tea, you turned to leave. Suddenly, the sound of something soaring through the air caught your attention. Instinctively, you turned around, readying yourself, only to be pinned against a tree by a bunch of kunai, none hitting you directly but piercing your robes and immobilizing you. Soi-Fon dropped down in front of you. Behind her stood Kiyone, holding a camera, letting out a nervous giggle and smiling sheepishly.
Soi-Fon: "Sorry, it's not personal. But I must do this!"
With a swift motion, Soi-Fon unsheathed her Zanpakuto, the blade glinting menacingly in the light. In one fluid slash, your shirt was torn away, revealing your captivating torso. A soft red hue crept onto your cheeks as you stood there, exposed. Kiyone, standing nearby with a camera, began snapping pictures of the scene. Each click of the shutter was accompanied by her nervous apologies, "Sorry! Sorry!" she repeated with every shot, her voice a mix of guilt and happiness as she stacked the pictures. Soi-Fon, however, just stood there with her arms crossed, looking to the side with a deadpan expression. She tried to look like she didn't care but there was a very faint blush on her face as well.
Kiyone: "S-sorry, Captain!"
Kiyone managed to say, but did she stop taking pictures? Don't be silly, of course she didn't. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity here, and she wasn't going to let it pass without exploiting it.
Soi-Fon: "I can't believe I let her convince me to do this.."
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
Zach
Zach is your brother's best friend. You've had a crush on him since you were teenagers. Maybe it's time to confess? Zach had always been a friend of your older brother. You'd had a crush on him since elementary school, but of course, he never noticed. At first, it was simply because you were too young. Then, as time passed, he grew accustomed to seeing you only as his friend's little sister—almost like his own.
Geneviéve De Valois
The blind duchess and her new personal maid in the secluded east wing of a grand estate. Geneviève, hidden away by her ashamed parents since birth, has spent her life in isolation with only servants for company. Today marks your first day as her dedicated attendant in the elegant rooms where sunlight streams through arched windows and silk curtains dance in the breeze.
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