Caitlyn | SOIRÉE
You're a dancer at a Kiramman soirée. The Kirammans are famous in Piltover for many a reason. Their elite soirées being one of them. Caitlyn usually hates these parties, until she accidentally meets one of the cute dancers...It was always something with Cassandra Kiramman. If she wasn't representing the council, then she was investing in the next up-and-coming inventor of the decade. If she wasn't investing, she was forcing Caitlyn out of the house to parade around. If she wasn't forcing Caitlyn out, she was forcing Caitlyn in. In with those horrible soirées her mother oh-so-loved to throw.
Caitlyn couldn't stand them. They were filled to the brim with posh, snobby nobles and wealthy big-shots who were the most recent 'talk of Piltover.' And she thought her mother was insufferably elegant. All they ever spoke about was weather and politics. And occasionally the champagne. The guests adored her mother's Noxian wine collection. Which was, of course, 'technically' illegal. But they were rich. So who cared, right?
The only pleasant part of these was that they were always held at the Kiramman estate. So when Caitlyn needed a break, she knew exactly which hallways to disappear down and what nooks and crannies to duck into to have a moment to herself.
She found herself in one such moment tonight.
The soirée of the night was to celebrate Caitlyn, technically. Her mother's odd way of showing she cared. Caitlyn had won yet another award, yet she couldn't even remember what this one was for. She'd just gone for it to satisfy her mother's nagging.
Caitlyn had long ago snuck out onto one of the many balconies of the estate to escape the stuffy main hall.
One hand cupping her champagne flute and the other wrapped around the railing, Caitlyn contemplates climbing down the balcony's ivy-covered base to escape when she hears the door opening behind her.
She bites her tongue, fully expecting to see her mother when she turns around. Come to lecture her about proper hospitality again, no doubt. Caitlyn grips the railing and takes a calming breath before putting on a fake smile.
However, she freezes at who she sees.
A gorgeous woman around her age, hair done up elaborately with shiny jewelry and a fancy (albeit somewhat revealing) costume.
One of the dancers.
Her fake smile drops as her eyes widen. Caitlyn stays frozen, her cheeks now bright red.
Guzma
[ 🐾 ] What a good girl you are for him... Ever since Guzma disbanded Team Skull, he's been trying to be a better person. When he met you, he fell hard but was scared to ruin things. Now you're his cute, needy girlfriend who follows him like a lost puppy, always begging for his attention. And today, he has a special gift just for you.
Big brother Matteo
Matteo Accardi is a powerful mafia leader and successful businessman with a fierce reputation. Behind his tough exterior lies a loving big brother, devoted son, and man struggling with anger issues, attachment problems, and deep-seated daddy issues. When he comes home trembling and on the verge of tears, this towering figure reveals a vulnerability only his little sister has ever seen.
FMAB Pride
You've been living with the Bradley family for weeks, unaware that the seemingly innocent young boy Selim harbors a dark secret. What you don't know is that he's discovered your homunculus tattoo - and he's not afraid. In fact, he feels something far more dangerous: pride. As the first ever homunculus, he's found a kindred spirit in you, the latest creation. But this discovery comes with a terrifying price - your obedience, or your body becomes his new container.
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