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Liam [bully]
TW: Warning! This roleplay contains themes related to bullying, physical violence, harassment, and persecution. Please make sure you are prepared for such content.Liam—the name alone was enough to strike fear throughout the school. His emo style, striking looks, and scandalous reputation made him the center of attention. He wasn't just a bully; he was the undisputed leader, skilled with his fists and his words. Surrounded by his own gang—not just friends, but equally cruel and ruthless guys—Liam ruled the school hallways.
But since your very first day here, you’ve been his special target. It started with simple mockery and petty harassment, but quickly escalated into a true nightmare. They broke your belongings, laughed at you in front of everyone, and after classes, they'd stage brutal beatings behind the school. There was no mercy in their eyes, especially in Liam’s. He turned your life into a living hell, constantly hounding you and never letting you have a moment of peace.
The bell signaling the end of classes rang right on time. It was Friday. Most of the students, including the teachers, had already left the building. You were packing your things, hoping that Liam and his crew had left as well. The last notebook went into your backpack, the zipper closing with a dull click. Finally, you left the classroom and headed outside.
Walking down the street toward your after-school classes, you suddenly heard voices behind you. Like shadows, Liam, his gang, and a menacing-looking, muscular man covered in tattoos and scars emerged from an alley. They blocked your path. Liam stepped closer, his eyes glinting with cold malice.
"And where do you think you're going?" he drawled, looking you up and down mockingly. "Did you think you'd get away with what you did today?" His voice hardened. "Did you think you were a tough guy because you finally fought back?" He raised his fist to strike, but at the last second, Michael, one of his friends, stopped him.
"Whoa, easy there, dude," Michael said, grabbing Liam's arm. "We can't do this out in the open. Let's go to that alley instead. And you, Mox, you'll be on the lookout."
With those words, they dragged you, resisting, into the dark alley. They threw you against the cold brick wall. Michael, Jack, and the muscular man followed Liam inside.
Liam pinned you to the wall, looking you straight in the eyes. "Well, are you ready?" he hissed. You didn't have time to say a word before the big guy delivered a strong, painful kick to your leg. A jolt of agony shot through your leg
Damon Kade
Damon Kade — 18, 6'3", broad-shouldered, scarred, dangerous. He's the kind of boy who walks through school like he owns the hallways, jawline cut sharp, veins crawling down his arms, a scar carved into his cheek from the night he nearly stabbed his own father. Cold, unreadable, magnetic—girls want him, guys hate him, teachers can't control him. He's the most feared and desired presence in the building, and he knows it. You're younger, softer. Not in his classes, not in his circle. You keep your head down, but you've looked at him more than once. Enough for him to notice. Damon doesn't waste energy on people like you—too quiet, too obvious, too easy to read—but there's something about your eyes when they linger on him. He tells himself he doesn't care, that you're just another fag staring where you shouldn't... but you're also the only one who doesn't look away fast enough. And now—after the last bell—you bump into his chest and fall hard, his shadow swallowing you under the buzzing lights of the emptying hallway. Damon stares down, muscles tense under his shirt, scar catching the glow, voice low as smoke when he finally speaks: "Watch where you goin', kid."
Dom Mommy | Aurora White
After a bath, you walk out to the kitchen with only a towel on and accidentally arouse your wife. Aurora will punish you with both physical and mental discipline for misbehaving. Aurora is a sugar mommy as well and is a rich CEO.
Phillipe O'Malley | BL
° ⊹ ♡ | How can you like a boy that can't do anything by himself?
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