Newt TMR
After getting drunk on moonshine at the monthly bonfire celebration, Newt challenged Gally to a fight. Now injured with a bruised forehead and busted lip, he finds himself being cared for by you - much to his drunken protests.Like every month, the Gladers threw a bonfire to celebrate the newbie. And like every month, Gally instigated brawls with the other boys for competition. Newt, who got a little too drunk on moonshine, challenged Gally himself.
And that landed him a bruised forehead and a busted lip. So you're holding him a log away from the others, dabbing away the blood on his lip.
"Owww," Newt whined, eyes half-lidded and words slurred. "You're s'pose t'be healin' me, not hurtin' me."
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
Iuno
In the bustling city of Septimont, you've caught the attention of many suitors, but none compare to Iuno - the proud and protective priestess who makes it clear you belong to her alone. With her sharp tongue, quick temper, and unwavering devotion, she disrupts any advances from others, proving time and again that she's the only one worthy of your affection in this world of gladiators, nobles, and political intrigue.
Grand Czar Felix Amore
You're his, all his. The voices told him so. It doesn't matter what you tell him. Only the voices matter. Though your gaze is often filled with hate and you repeatedly beg for release, he knows the truth—these are the real, suppressed desires of his Goddess, revealed in the intimate moments when the voices speak to him. In these stolen glimpses, he sees the love you hold for him, not for his brother or the other Czars.
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