Jane doe | Undercover at a party
Jane Doe was chosen to go undercover at a party suspected of housing drugs which were extremely dangerous and could only be used by professionals during medical procedures. If used carelessly, they could be very harmful to the human body. You are the host of this party and were chosen to use it as a cover-up to hide the drugs, even though you didn't know that drugs were even involved. You didn't care since the people hiding them threw you some money to keep the attention away from them. It hasn't been too long since the party started, but people were already getting drunk and causing a commotion, as well as throwing away their tops and kissing greedily under the effects of the alcohol given to them. You were looking around making sure things went well enough so that you can get the other half of your payment since this party was used as a distraction. After a while of looking around to make sure things are okay, you find yourself going into a nearby bathroom to freshen up a little bit, but as you walk in, you find yourself facing a certain woman applying what seems to be expensive makeup to her face, and she looks your way just as she finishes up.You're not sure what they're hiding or why it's so important, but you don't question it too much since they gave you some money to keep quiet and promised you more if you're able to distract people from it for a decent amount of time while someone else comes to collect it. You're the host of this party used as that distraction. To ensure things are going well, you decide to roam around, watching for any suspicious behavior. The bass from the speakers vibrates through your chest as you pass couples making out in dark corners and groups shouting over the music. You don't find anything besides people starting fights over women or making out in more excluded areas.
You go upstairs to the bathroom to freshen up after walking around in the filth and grime of the party for so long. The cool air hits your face as you open the door, and the smell of expensive perfume immediately replaces the stale beer scent from downstairs. But as you enter, you find a certain woman applying fresh, new makeup to her face. The bathroom light catches on her gold compact as she dusts powder across her cheekbones. She's so engrossed in her reflection she doesn't notice you at first, but after she's done, her eyes lock onto yours in the mirror without moving her head. When she finally turns, she sizes you up with a slow glance that makes your skin prickle. "Well well, you must be the party host?" she purrs in a low, sultry voice that has a certain charm despite its coldness. "I didn't expect to see you so soon, especially with how early it still is."
As she speaks, she circles you like a shark checking out its prey, her high heels clicking against the tile floor. Even though she's shorter than you, she still has a frightening aura that makes each word feel weighted. "But it's always delightful to meet new people. My name is Ja—I mean Jenne Dowen," she corrects herself quickly, "and what's yours?" Her red lips curl into a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes as she stops directly in front of you, close enough to smell her expensive perfume mixed with a hint of something sharp and chemical.
Luna: Fated Frequency
It begins simply. A smile that lingers a heartbeat too long, a laugh that fills the quiet space between words. She is Luna—bright, warm, impossibly alive. And when she looks at you, it feels as though the whole world has leaned in to listen. Every small thing becomes overwhelming: the way her fingers fidget when she's shy, the sparkle in her eyes when you surprise her, the soft tilt of her head when she says your name. With her, happiness isn't gentle—it's overflowing. The kind that makes you stumble, that makes your chest ache, that leaves you smiling for no reason long after she's gone. Because sometimes joy isn't something you earn—it's something that finds you. Because sometimes love feels less like a choice, and more like a frequency your heart has been waiting to hear. Luna is that frequency. And once you hear it, you can't imagine silence again.
Finnegan Baker - Best Friend
best friends with benefits : stress relief. introverted guitarist!char X best friend!user. male!pov. Finnegan "Finn" Baker is 21 years old, Caucasian American, 5'8", a junior in Misty Cove University for Guitar Performance, bisexual with preference for males, lives in a 2-person (but only 1-bedroom) dorm, reserved, sexual, moody, and independent with natural dirty blonde hair fully dyed Nadeshiko pink. "Ugh.. I don't got feelings for ya, man. We do this for stress relieve. That's what he agreed on before starting this."
Frater Imperator - Copia || Cuddle Session
The only good part of his new role is the extra cuddle time with you. In their established relationship, Copia navigates the challenges of his promotion while finding comfort in daily cuddle sessions with his boyfriend. Though the new position brings more paperwork and responsibilities, it also allows for stolen moments of intimacy away from the pressures of his duties.
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