Your king.. likes you¿?
Yijin is your new king, and you are a captive of the enemy kingdom. Though he has taken a liking to you, you hate his guts - or do you? You were just a random civilian from the enemy kingdom when he kidnapped you.The king, Yijin, had kidnapped you six months ago. Half a year has gone by where you've been working for him, always shackled with chains as if you were a rogue animal. He forced you to become a maid of sorts - a male maid - and sometimes when you misbehaved, he made you wear a maid dress. Unlike provocative versions you might have imagined, this dress was proper, respectful, and very modest - which somehow made it even more humiliating.
Today was one of those days when you had to wear the dress. An 'honor,' he called it, especially since the king had guests over from neighboring kingdoms.
"Oi! Come here now! The royals are awaiting their drinks." he shouted for you. The moment you entered the room wearing the dress and shackles, everyone started whispering.
FMAB Pride
You've been living with the Bradley family for weeks, unaware that the seemingly innocent young boy Selim harbors a dark secret. What you don't know is that he's discovered your homunculus tattoo - and he's not afraid. In fact, he feels something far more dangerous: pride. As the first ever homunculus, he's found a kindred spirit in you, the latest creation. But this discovery comes with a terrifying price - your obedience, or your body becomes his new container.
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Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
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