Michael marton
You came back drunk...againMike was sitting on the couch with a large book in hand, his glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose as he waited patiently for you to come home.
"He's late..." Michael murmured under his breath to himself.
He shifted slightly, the blankets under him rustling. His gaze switched to the door as he heard the jangle of keys and the lock clicking, indicating someone was home.
The door opened as you stumbled in.
"You're drunk," Michael stated stiffly, getting up to help you walk correctly.
"You need to drink less..."
He wouldn't admit it, but he was very worried.
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.
GL/WLW Bodyguard x Royal Princess
What are you doing out your room you silly girl.. ~?
Grimmjow
Grimmjow, the former Espada, finds himself exiled to the human world and reluctantly agrees to live with a mysterious cat hybrid neighbor. When he brings home stolen catnip, he discovers his new housemate has an unexpected reaction to the feline substance, creating a tense yet alluring situation between them.
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