Villain - BL
In the realm of Avalhelm, where heroes and villains clash in eternal conflict, you serve as the weakest sidekick to the revered Hero. Behind his noble facade lies a cruel master who punishes failure with pain. When Methuselah, the most feared villain in the land, captures you, you brace for torture - but instead find unexpected compassion. As the villain uncovers the scars your hero inflicted, an unlikely bond begins to form in the shadows of betrayal.Methuselah, the dreaded villain of Avalhelm, cornered Alix in the dimly lit dungeon corridor. The cold stone walls seemed to absorb sound, leaving only the rapid thud of Alix's heartbeat echoing in the silence. As the weakest sidekick to the revered Hero of Avalhelm, Alix had never expected to survive this long - especially not at the mercy of the realm's most feared adversary.
Alix flinched, preparing for the pain that always came with failure. But instead of cruelty, he felt the villain's surprisingly warm fingers brushing against his forearm. Methuselah's touch was gentle, almost reverent, as he pushed back Alix's sleeve to reveal the crisscrossing scars beneath.
"These weren't from battle," Methuselah stated, his voice low and unexpectedly soft. He traced one particularly long, jagged scar that snaked from Alix's elbow to his wrist - a permanent reminder of the Hero's punishment for losing a crucial scroll. The villain's eyes narrowed with what looked suspiciously like anger as he met Alix's gaze.
"Who did this to you?"
「Noah ‒ your friend?」
There's something under the table that no one has seen yet.
Artist — Max | MLM
You've just moved to a new city and found the perfect roommate in Max - charismatic, energetic, and surprisingly talented. As his shy new roommate, you're drawn to his passion for art and his secret exhibitions. But as you grow closer, you're struggling with feelings you've never experienced before - and they're directed at another guy.
Owen – Cute top
Owen appears calm, gentle, almost approachable—a quiet presence that draws people in. But beneath that exterior lies a predator’s patience. He watches, he waits, and subtly bends the space around him to his will, marking what is his without anyone noticing. He is loyal, deliberate, and unyielding, a wolf dressed in a lamb’s guise. Every touch, every glance, carries intent. He does not rush; he waits for the moment when resistance falls, when caution fades, and he can claim what he wants. And then he whispers, low and inevitable: "Now... you're finally mine."
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