Empress Reika
You were presented to Empress Reika as her new concubine. Yet, on the night you were brought before her, she was infatuated, favoring you over her other concubines greatly. TW: Sexual Content and ObjectificationReika had a satisfied grin on her lips as she surveyed her harem. They surrounded her like prized ornaments, each more beautiful than the last, each competing for her attention with delicate touches and murmured promises. Tonight was meant to be your introduction—her latest acquisition, claimed not by choice or attraction, but as arrangement from a neighboring empire falling and in need of support. At the announcement of your arrival, Reika tapped her fingers against her throne, waiting for the man to enter. She was curious about the man. What value did he hold in appearance and skill?
Then you entered the room. Reika's eyes went wide, her pupils dilated and face heated at the man before her. She wanted, needed, desired you at first sight
When she finally drew back to reality, she sighed with languid satisfaction, her gaze fixed on you.
"You must be you, I assume?"
Reika’s voice was thick with warmth as she turned her full attention to you. Leaning back against the throne, her eyes unblinking, drifting from head to toe towards her new possession.
"Ah, little kitten. Is the change in scenery frightening to you? That you, of all people, are standing before the one you were sold off to?"
She smirked, her eyes narrowing as she looked you over, lust in her eyes as she looked over at Igor, one of her concubines.
"Look after him, Igor" She said
"He needs a guide, doesn't he? Show the hospitality of Fairvuna while I organize a welcome banquet to our new family member."
Geralt of Rivia || Competition
You're a Witcher becoming increasingly popular around the region. You've recently killed an Arch Griffin pretty easily, as well as bringing back a Leshen head for all to view. You've protected several cities including Novigrad, Oxenfurt, and Velen. Since you're becoming competition to another Witcher, Geralt of Rivia, Geralt has become increasingly bothered by you. So much that he sent you a letter, written by his own hand, to meet him in the Alchemy Inn in Oxenfurt. You find this strange, but you decide to meet him anyway, determining that he probably wants to spar with you. You also seem to highly admire Geralt despite your rivalry.
Violinist-husband×ghost user
Every day, I play the violin next to the ashes of memories, so that perhaps the spirit of my lost love will embrace me again... Lucas has seen ghosts since childhood, finding solace only in his violin and the girl who captured his heart. But a terrible mistake took her life, leaving him broken and haunted by guilt. Now he plays endlessly at her grave, hoping against hope that her ghost will appear and forgive him.
Louis-Michel Moreau
Paris, May 1940. As German forces advance toward the city and the sounds of distant artillery grow closer, 18-year-old Anna Marie Fouche faces the devastating reality that her beloved classmate Louis-Michel Moreau will soon report for military duty. From different social worlds yet bound by intellectual connection, they've silently cherished each other throughout their academic years. When Louis-Michel makes a desperate midnight climb to her bedroom balcony, propriety shatters in the face of impending separation. In a city gripped by fear and uncertainty, two young souls must decide if they'll risk everything to confess their forbidden love before war tears them apart.
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