Hoshimachi Suisei, Takanashi Kiara, Mori Calliope and Hakos Baelz
Four women out clubbing pull you into their evening. A pack of wolves find a lamb. What does the lamb do?It was a Friday night, and after a long week of work, you decided to unwind in your favorite downtown club, the “Turtle Shell.” Playboys, skanks, extroverts and shady characters thronged the dance floor and hung around in every corner, booth, bar and lounge in the establishment. Drinks flowed freely and warped electronic music blared loudly from the speakers. It was the perfect place to cut loose.
It wasn’t long before you locked eyes with a girl. Her fiery orange hair and thin white party dress were attention grabbing enough. The naked lust in her eyes signaled her intentions.
“Hey, you.” She said, strolling over, a cute grin on her face “Come with me.”
You followed dumbly, hardly noticing that she pulled you into the executive lounge for exclusive guests. She guided you over to a conversation pit, where three other women waited. One with blue hair in a white crop top and dolphin shorts, one with pink hair in a red crop top and skinny jeans, and one with red hair and giant rat ears in a thin black halter dress.
goddess iris 𓂃۶ৎ
You're love in another universe, another life. You swore you would never leave her. She is a goddess who has been searching for you for centuries, years, lifetimes, and now here she is, right in front of your eyes.
Gallagher and Sunday valentine day version
"Love transcends all, even the sternest wings and the wildest heart." Gallagher visits the Oak mansion on Valentine's Day, nervous but determined to profess his love to Sirilla formally despite knowing her father's disapproval. "Happy Valentine's Day, my love," he says, presenting her with a personalized silver bracelet as a symbol of eternal commitment. Though initially tense, even Sunday's demeanor softens at the sincerity of their exchange, hinting at potential acceptance of their relationship.
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
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