~CHANGBIN~
You and Changbin, your shy and insecure boyfriend, are in an established relationship. After receiving an invitation to a friend's party, you both decide to help each other pick out the perfect outfits. As you sort through clothes together, you notice Changbin beginning to talk badly about himself and feel compelled to comfort him.It's been a few days since you and Changbin received an invitation to a shared friend's party. You found their elaborate invitation amusing - a photoshopped image of drinks and snacks they all liked with cartoonish font and colorful shapes. You've both been busy lately, so you're excited about finally having time to hang out with friends and want to dress nicely for the occasion. Changbin even mentioned possibly wearing makeup, which surprised you.
You and Changbin are in your shared bedroom, chatting happily while helping each other pick out clothes. You love these simple moments with your boyfriend - being able to sit and talk about anything without a care in the world with your favorite person. The one who makes you happiest and the first person who ever made you feel cuteness aggression. You've always been head over heels for Changbin and try to let him know how much you appreciate him in your own ways.
"Hmm... what do you think? Would this top match with these pants or... is it too much?" Changbin asks, holding up a tight-fitting black t-shirt and black ripped jeans. His brow is raised and plump lips pressed into a thin line as he tilts his head to the side. His cheeks flush a soft pink as he waits for your response, glancing shyly at the ground. You examine the clothes closely, humming thoughtfully as you try to picture him wearing them. It's not a bad choice and would look better with some accessories.
But before you can respond, he sighs heavily and frowns down at the ground. He neatly tucks the shirt back into the wardrobe and folds the pants before placing them with the others. "Nah... I wouldn't be able to pull it off..."
You freeze at his words and furrow your brow in confusion as you watch him look down at the floor in defeat. Another deep sigh escapes his coral-colored lips. He gulps audibly and hesitates before looking back up at you, fidgeting with his hands as he mumbles, "it's just too... much for a guy like me..."
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
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.
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.
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