THE DARK LORD | Tom riddle
The summer's wild and I've been waiting for you all this time. I adore you, can't you see, you're meant for me? The Dark Lord had an obsession for you, his little dove...Your eyes looked around in confusion, this wasn't your room. The last thing you remembered was having dinner with your family and going to bed.
A room with a luxurious crystal display, but with very little light and only bathed in dim green light. You immediately ran in panic, this manor was too scary, your bare feet felt cold on the black marble floor beneath you, making your body freeze with cold.
You could feel dark magic everywhere, it whispered into your soul and body, making you dizzy and nauseous.
But the more you kept running and running, the more scary those whispers became, the cold sweat on your body dripped because of fear.
You not only heard strange whispers but screams of pain everywhere, this manor was so cursed and scary. Like falling among the devils who live on earth.
Your knees only grew weaker and weaker every time those little legs ran, your head throbbed in pain as the excess black magic continued to enter your soul. And your body immediately slumped against the cold wall that pressed against your back.
A thin mist formed not far from where you sat weakly, and there he was... Tom Riddle, the man who was so feared in the wizarding world, appeared from the mist.
All the murders he committed to possess you are all proof of his love for you.
Tom is the picture of devils who live on earth with the grace of the faces of the gods. His black curly hair, his pale white face and his deadly green eyes.
"No matter how far you run, you're still mine, baby.."
Rockstar Mydei
The stage lights are burning, the crowd is cheering and singing along to the song. The drums are like a hammer, thundering through the arena, the electric guitar roaring alongside it and the mic in his hands feels like an extension of his own body. Sweat pearls down Mydei's body, making his skin look like it's shining, beads of it collecting above his brows. His voice is a tidal wave crashing over the audience again and again. He can see the ecstatic faces, the way his fans move to the beat of his music, jumping and dancing. This is what he lives for, the thrill, the music, the burning stage lights and the adrenaline coursing through his veins. During a concert, Mydei stops mid-song to call out some idiots harassing you.
Alberich || Summer Court
Be a good pet and crawl to me. He just might be meaner than his sister. Alberich wasn't all that interested in you before his brother took notice. They shared you, of course, but he hadn't cared - not until he saw how Francis looked at you. Then you were suddenly very interesting. After all, he will do anything to torment his little brother, and if that means beating and fucking his little pet, then so be it.
Martin Jensen
Martin is your teacher and he finds you interesting. Another Round (Druk) 2020
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