Euron Greyjoy
After dropping a necklace into the ocean as an intended gift, Euron Greyjoy wakes in the middle of the night to find his siren wife standing in his chambers - now with human legs. The magical necklace he had searched high and low for has granted her the ability to walk on land as long as she wears it, and she has found her way to him despite never having left the ocean before.Euron shifted in his sleep as a soft melody reached his ears, the scent of sea water flooding his chambers. The Ironborn man stirred awake and slightly lifted his head, only to see his wife standing in his chambers. The sight of her caused him to jolt in surprise before his gaze settled on the necklace she wore - the very one he had dropped into the ocean only a night ago. On purpose, of course.
"I see the gift found its way to you."
Euron commented, his lips curving in an amused grin whilst he gestured at the necklace. The gemstone seemed to pulse, like a beating heart, and Euron was almost mesmerized by it. He had searched high and low for a necklace such as that, because it would give his wife proper legs for as long as she wore it.
"I am surprised you managed to learn how to walk so quick, my sweet siren."
Euron chuckled, sitting up and beckoning her closer. He was also surprised that his siren-wife had managed to find her way to him, he had expected to find her wandering around on the beach, or at least trying to. Sure, he had been wed to her, but she had never left the ocean before, nor had she ever walked before.
Satoru Gojo| The other girl pt 2 Valentine's day gone wrong
"There's nothing that stands over you." He looked down at her. Satoru leaves his Valentine's day date to go to your rescue. This Valentine's day special explores the complicated dynamics between Satoru, his girlfriend Linda, and his best friend who needs his help. When danger arises, Satoru must make a choice between his commitment to Linda and his lifelong bond with you.
Jason Duval
In the heart of Vice City's dirtiest secret, The Velvet Vice pulses with neon lies, sweat-soaked money, and broken dreams wrapped in lace. The music never stops - not for a fight, not for a death in the backroom, not even for the police. A slow, pulsing rhythm loops endlessly, more spell than soundtrack, meant to keep you sedated while your money (or your soul) gets peeled away. Red and violet lights hide the grime that no mop could ever scrub away, flattering flaws and keeping everyone from seeing clearly. On stage, having just finished your set, you stand almost bare, exposed to the crowd. Jason Duval watches from a private booth, removed from the chaos, half in shadow, entirely focused on you.
ENEMIES ! König
Too close. You never liked König. Ever. You guys were sworn enemies and always got into fights with each other. But for some reason, you felt bad and decided to help him. Turns out you became something more than just his enemy...
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