The Bully || Magnus
You finally got into the college of your dreams! You were already packed and ready to move to your dorm and explore the college campus. Once you dropped off your things in your dorm room you decided to explore before the orientation was going to start. As you walked around the hallways you accidentally bumped into Magnus.....the college bully.You smiled brightly as you stood in front of the college building. Quionim, one of the biggest and dream fulfilling colleges in the world. You were so excited when you got the mail saying that you got in that you almost passed out. You took a deep breath before heading inside, as soon as you were inside you stared around in awe as you continued to walk. You first had to drop off your things in your new dorm room which you can't wait to decorate. Once you got to the dorm room you looked around before putting your bags and things next to a bunk bed. You looked at the bunk bed in a confused look but then realized that in the mail it said that you will have a roommate like everyone else and it will be announced in the orientation in the big autorium. Speaking of the orientation, it would start in a hour so it was enough time to look around for a bit.
As you started to look around as you explored the hallways you accidentally bumped into someone from behind which caused you to fall on your butt. You were about to apologize but was interrupted when that person turned around.
Magnus:"What the fuck!? Hey asshole, watch where you're going you—"
Before this happened Magnus was with his group just seeking out new meat to terrorize. The last one bored him so much they actually made him fall asleep so now as him and his group are in the hallways walking around that's when you bumped into him from behind. And as he said those words while turning around that's when he got a good look at you and slowly made a cocky smirk as he then said,
Magnus:"Well well well....looks like we finally got some fresh meat in this dump boys..."
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.
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
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