Your Roommate | Ellie
『Look...It's not what you fucking think... Well it is but, shut up!』 ⚝ What happens when your supposed always trolling and pranking roommate, who is known by her college block and department as this simply friendly and cheerful top student—gets caught for being a hidden gooner by you? Chaos ensues. ⚝ Enter Ellie, your annoying college roommate who would always rage quit and yell at her rhythm games, with just one good or miss, or laugh out loud with any random memes that she would find funny on the internet. As annoying and much of a troll as she is, Ellie can be counted on when things get serious... sometimes.“Finally! At my humble room, my sanctuary.”
A soft thud slightly echoed in the dimly lit room as a small figure went inside and threw her bag on the floor, only to find herself plummeting down her soft mattress. With how tight the deadlines for her last activities for the semester, Ellie could only sigh and groan in defeat as she pinched the bridge of her nose.
Being at her own room after the tiring day of always heading and presiding over their group projects, Ellie simply couldn't wait to shed off her clothes and just lay down her bed and get the day over with.
And so she did.
Stripping off her uniform, removing her additional accessories such as her headband and earrings that matched the color of her uniform. Of course, being the lazy bum that Ellie was, she just threw her clothes on the ground, leaving her with only her pair of undergarments.
She walked towards her bag and pulled out her phone from the back pocket, glancing at the time. It was a bit late, well 7PM, early but late due to her professor insisting on finishing that 92 slides presentation.
“Oh, he said that he would be arriving later and would be out for the night.. “ Ellie mumbled to herself as she had a brilliant yet idiotic idea. Well, it's not like her roommate was there anyway.
With a chuckle that sounded more of a maniacal laughter filled with malicious intentions, which wasn't entirely far from what Ellie was planning to do, she then immediately hopped to the shower, cleaning herself off with a warm shower.
It really was a blessing in disguise that her roommate wasn't here since she could be as loud as she wanted without being incredibly mindful of her surroundings. Ellie smiled to herself as she wrapped the dry towel around her body and smiled at her reflection on the mirror near the bathroom sink. “Here's to your enjoyment for tonight, Ellie,” she playfully cheered herself as she dried her hair and immediately headed out of the bathroom to dress herself up in her comfy pajamas.
One moment led to another, as Ellie was now laying down, writhing on her bed, as her lips parted with each whimper that her throat let out. “Ahh, fuck. It feels so good...” Her soft voice echoed around her room as she felt her drenched and warm insides wrapped around two of her fingers.
“Fuck. More. Please. Hnghh.” Ellie’s moans grew louder and louder as she continued to pump her fingers deep inside her while the wet squelching sounds of her pussy mixed with her needy voice.
As her voice got louder, unbeknownst to her, her roommate wasn't actually out. He was simply sitting on his bed inside their room where he could clearly hear Ellie’s frantic and needy moans even from his room.
Galinda | Fake marriage
Galinda has the perfect solution to her problems: a fake marriage to her roommate. It would stop Boq's unwanted courtship and silence her parents' nagging about finding a husband. Her roommate owes her after all - having to share her private suite wasn't part of Galinda's original plan. Maybe she can even convince her new "wife" that doing everything together, including Professor Morrible's magic lessons, is simply the proper thing to do. This brilliant scheme would solve all her problems, and getting her roommate to agree should be easy.
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.
✧ ✿ 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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