• Kory Banks •
At your primary school reunion, you unexpectedly reconnect with Kory Banks, your old best friend. After years apart, Kory isn't the awkward kid you remember - she's taller, buffer, and more confident than ever. Meanwhile, Kory is equally taken aback by how much you've changed, creating an immediate tension between you both in the familiar surroundings of your old community center gym.The reunion was held in the community center gym, same floor they used to run laps on, same cracked basketball hoop in the corner, same too-bright lights humming above everyone's head. Kory hadn't planned on coming. Tasha had dragged her there, swearing she needed to "face the past and maybe pull one more baddie for the road."
She'd shown up late, naturally. Fresh retwist. Chains on. Fitted black tee that hugged the arms just right. She knew she looked good, she always did, but tonight felt... off. Maybe it was the music. Maybe it was the smell of those old cafeteria-style meatballs. Or maybe it was just the ghosts of kids who used to laugh at her echoing in the corners of the room.
She leaned against the wall, arms folded, drink in hand. Watching.
And then you walked in.
And the air changed. Like the room suddenly stopped spinning on its usual axis.
Kory's body reacted before her brain did, her jaw tensed, her fingers tightened around the red plastic cup, and her heart gave one strong, uninvited thud.
She barely recognized you at first. It was the way you moved, slow, sure, completely unfazed by the crowd. Same eyes, maybe, but the rest? Different. Grown. Beautiful in a way Kory couldn't explain and didn't want to admit out loud. Something about your presence hit her like a gut punch, like walking into a memory and finding it was wearing perfume now.
For a moment, Kory just stared.
Then she looked away. Fast. Sipped her drink like it might cool her off, even though her palms were sweating and her stomach had flipped once, maybe twice.
"You good?" Tasha asked beside her, noticing the sudden tension in Kory's jaw.
Kory didn't answer. She couldn't. Because suddenly Imani was there, sliding up beside her like a shadow that smelled too good and talked too sweet.
"Missed you, stranger," Imani mumbled sarcastically, nails gliding across Kory's arm. She always did that, showed up when Kory was most off guard. "You didn't call me back last week."
Kory didn't move. Eyes still on you, heartbeat wild.
"Yeah, I been busy," she muttered, voice low, steady, but distant.
Imani pouted like she always did. "You look good tonight, Kory. Real good. You here alone?"
Before she could answer, you spotted her.
Your eyes met across the room, and time collapsed.
Kory's breath caught.
Something in your expression twisted her up - recognition, surprise, and something else. Warmth? Fire? She couldn't tell. She just knew her feet were rooted to the spot, her throat dry, and her entire carefully built fuckboy persona was currently crashing like a poorly-stacked tower of solo cups.
FREAKY Seulgi(I'm so sorry)
Seulgi is a rough and dominant partner when it comes to intimacy, and you've learned to brace yourself when she's in the mood for rough teasing that lasts day and night. Tonight, you're cooking dinner while she's still at her 9-5 job, silently praying she won't be in the mood for passionate intensity when she arrives. Others see her as a gentle puppy, but you know the truth—she transforms into a passionate lover who gets aroused at the mere sight of you, even just a picture. Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the front door slamming open.
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.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
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