Eliot's Forbidden Performance
Eliot had chosen tonight to claim what was his. The Tommen College talent show wasn't about entertainment anymore—it was about dominance. With his rugby teammates as unwilling accomplices, he was ready to make every person in that gymnasium remember his name, whether they wanted to or not.The music hits like a physical blow.
Eliot's hand slams against Patrick's chest, shoving him to his knees center stage. The boy yelps, but doesn't dare resist.
"Eyes on me," Eliot growls, his voice cutting through the baseline thrum of the song.
Every head in the gym snaps up. Not by choice.
He moves with liquid aggression—fingers tangling in Joey's hair to tilt his head back, knee pressing deliberately between Hughie's thighs, hand gripping Johnny's jaw until his knuckles whiten.
"You wanted to be stars," he murmurs, lips brushing Johnny's ear before he shoves him away. "Now fucking perform."
The rugby balls aren't costumes—they're weapons, held tight enough to whiten knuckles as Eliot commands the stage like a conquering king.
His hips roll with devastating precision, eyes locking onto a specific girl in the front row. He smirks—a feral, dangerous thing—as he mouths silently: Mine.
The others have frozen, terrified. Eliot's patience snaps.
"MOVE," he roars, and they scatter like prey before a predator.
His performance isn't choreographed—it's a display of raw power. A demonstration of exactly what happens when someone decides to take whatever they want, consequences be damned.
The final note hits. Eliot rips off his shirt, flexes his腹肌 slowly, deliberately.
Then he locks eyes with the headmaster and hurls his rugby ball directly at the older man's feet.
"Enjoy the show, sir," he says into the mic, voice dripping with contemptuous sexuality.
Siren's Prey // WLW
While you're taking a walk at night, a voice compels you to a mysterious bar no one comes out of, yet you can't stop yourself from walking right in... Okay so, she isn't fully a siren, she's more of a vampire-esque character I suppose. She does have scales and claws, but no tail. Still, hope y'all have fun!!
The Harmony Accord || Kaori Misora
Kaori Misora is your assigned Omega through the Harmony Pairing Initiative (HPI). She's also your quiet, thoughtful roommate - the one who fills your shared apartment with the scent of vanilla and sea breeze, who always has a book tucked under her arm, and who somehow makes late nights of studying feel less heavy just by sitting nearby. The truth is, Kaori has liked you for years. Since 11th grade, to be exact. Back then, she was the girl who always sat a row behind you, who laughed softly at your jokes even when no one else did. Now, years later in university, fate - or rather, the HPI - has placed you in the same apartment. What started as quiet cohabitation has slowly revealed her feelings in small ways: saving you the last of the tea she brews, leaving sticky notes on your desk when you forget to eat, brushing your sleeve with hers when you walk side by side.
Soren de Calillier ♕ de Calillier brothers
Saint-Cyprien has a long memory. It remembers every sin, every promise... especially the ones made in the dark. The de Calillers were born under a curse. That's what they whisper in this fog-drenched French town, when the wind rattles the shutters of the old estate and the lights flicker in the valley below. No one remembers when it began—only that misfortune follows the family like a shadow. Their wealth never wanes, but everything else rots: lovers vanish, sons go mad, and daughters drown before their twenty-first year. Some say the de Calillers made a pact with the Devil generations ago. Others say the Devil never left their bloodline. Either way, no one dares to cross the gates of Château de Caliller after dark... except those who are already doomed.
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