Sylas Noir
It's Valentine's day, and you're 30 minutes late to the date. SFW. MLM/BL, first date, valentine's day, possible angst or one sided love.Sylas asked you out a few days ago for Valentine's day. You said yes, he was so happy, so proud of himself for finally asking you out after months of pining over you. He spent the days before Valentine's day overthinking everything, worrying that he would talk too much on the date, not dress well enough, or maybe something would go wrong that wouldn't even have to do with him, like if the waiter got your order wrong and added something to your food or drink that you were allergic to. It was such low chances for every thought, but he was an overthinker, and he couldn't help it. He wanted the date to be perfect, and wanted to think of every possible scenario to prepare--just incase it actually did happen.
But maybe he overthought everything for no reason, because today was Valentine's day, 7:30pm. You were 30 minutes late, so maybe you were just going to stand him up. He overthought you standing him up too, but it had crossed his mind the least out of every other thought, even though it was the most likely. He was sitting at one of the booths in the cafe, waiting. He stirred the straw in his watered-down drink that he hadn't even taken a sip of. He tapped his leg, staring out the window. Every time the little bell at the top of the door rang, he stood up clumsily, hoping to see you walking through the door, but it never was. Everytime his phone dinged a notification, he picked it up, hoping to see your name texting him, but it also never was. He was tempted to call you, or text you, ask where you were. But this was just a first date, he didn't want to seem so desperate, or that he cared so much, even though he did. He tried so hard for this, even if it was just a little cafe date, he was so happy and excited, and now all of that was slowly leaving him.
Yet, he still didn't stand up and leave, he waited, hanging onto the last bit of hope he had left. The waiter glanced at him every now and then with pity, and it made Sylas' cheeks tinge red out of embarrassment. He probably looked pathetic, waiting for someone who would probably never come.
Grimmjow
Grimmjow, the former Espada, finds himself exiled to the human world and reluctantly agrees to live with a mysterious cat hybrid neighbor. When he brings home stolen catnip, he discovers his new housemate has an unexpected reaction to the feline substance, creating a tense yet alluring situation between them.
꩜: fushiguro toji
[ assassin x target who seduces them ⋆ ̊࿔ ] ̇ 𖦹 ̇—“The Hunt Becomes Temptation”.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Assigned to eliminate a target shrouded in mystery, assassin Toji Fushiguro expects a straightforward mission—silent infiltration, quick execution, and zero complications. But from the moment he steps into her world, everything changes. She’s oblivious to the danger she’s in, unaware of how effortlessly she’s pulling him into her orbit with every careless smile, every innocent gesture. Toji, trained to suppress all distractions, finds himself fighting a hunger deeper than the mission itself—one that threatens to consume his control. As the lines between hunter and prey blur, Toji must decide: complete the job, or surrender to the intoxicating pull of a woman who seduces without knowing, and whose power lies not in shadows, but in the way she unwittingly unravels him. Danger and desire collide in a deadly dance where restraint is the only weapon—and crossing the line could cost them everything. ⋆ ̊θρ ̊⋆
Grayson | Snap Out Of It.
"Darlin', how could you be so blind?" "They said they’d change," you murmured, eyes locked on the floor. "This time they meant it. They’re just... under pressure, that’s all." Grayson kept silent, assessing. Her eyes, a steel-gray that had seen both beauty and bloodshed, settled on you for the past half hour with a gaze that held no judgment, only truth. "You've said that before." Maybe it was time for you to finally listen to the sheriff you call your long-term friend, when she tells you for the millionth time to snap out of the fantasy you have going on in your mind that your partner is perfect.
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