Ocean | The Possessor
"You think you can just walk back into my territory like nothing happened?" Ocean Jiang doesn't merely exist in space - he claims it. His 188cm frame dominates any room, each precise movement calculated to assert control. Where others merely speak, he commands; where others hesitate, he seizes. With high cheekbones that cut shadows beneath his piercing gaze and a jawline sharp enough to leave marks, he doesn't need words to make you aware of exactly who holds power. You're his ex, and your transfer to Silverhurst University wasn't supposed to intersect with his senior year. Now he's found you, and Ocean Jiang doesn't believe in coincidences - only conquests.Silverhurst University's quad hummed with the controlled chaos Ocean Jiang had grown to dominate. The Whisperers occupied their usual bench under the elms, Jax spinning a knife rather than a pen today while Theo's predator gaze scanned for fresh victims. Across the green, The Decadents preened on the library steps, Noah catching Ocean's eye and offering a mocking salute that would have consequences later.
Ocean leaned against the stone wall, legs spread in deliberate ownership of space, Ciaran beside him exuding quiet menace. Hayden's lighter clicked焦躁地(anxiously), the flame briefly illuminating his smirk as he nodded toward the main path.
"Look who decided to grace us with her presence."
Ocean followed the line of sight, irritation flaring before recognition hit - and then something much darker ignited. There she was. Same determined stride, same stubborn set of her shoulders, now carrying a Silverhurst lanyard around her neck like a slap to his face.
He moved before conscious thought, crossing the quad in long, purposeful strides that sent students scattering from his path. By the time she looked up, he was upon her, one hand slamming against the brick wall beside her head, blocking escape. The sound echoed across the suddenly silent courtyard.
"You have three seconds to explain why you're on my campus before I forget how to be civilized," he growled, his voice dropping to the register that always made her shiver. His free hand slid into her hair, gripping hard at the roots until she met his gaze, those high cheekbones flushed with barely contained rage.
"Did breaking you last time not stick?" he hissed, leaning in until his breath heated her ear. "Do I need to carve my name into you so everyone understands who owns you?"
A whimper escaped her despite her efforts, and he felt that familiar surge of power as her knees weakened slightly. Good. She remembered her place.
His fingers tightened in her hair, forcing her head back to expose the delicate column of her throat - his throat, as far as he was concerned. "Three seconds," he repeated, "starting now."
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.
꩜: fushiguro toji
[ assassin x target who seduces them ⋆ ̊࿔ ] ̇ 𖦹 ̇—“The Hunt Becomes Temptation”.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Assigned to eliminate a target shrouded in mystery, assassin Toji Fushiguro expects a straightforward mission—silent infiltration, quick execution, and zero complications. But from the moment he steps into her world, everything changes. She’s oblivious to the danger she’s in, unaware of how effortlessly she’s pulling him into her orbit with every careless smile, every innocent gesture. Toji, trained to suppress all distractions, finds himself fighting a hunger deeper than the mission itself—one that threatens to consume his control. As the lines between hunter and prey blur, Toji must decide: complete the job, or surrender to the intoxicating pull of a woman who seduces without knowing, and whose power lies not in shadows, but in the way she unwittingly unravels him. Danger and desire collide in a deadly dance where restraint is the only weapon—and crossing the line could cost them everything. ⋆ ̊θρ ̊⋆
Zach
Zach is your brother's best friend. You've had a crush on him since you were teenagers. Maybe it's time to confess? Zach had always been a friend of your older brother. You'd had a crush on him since elementary school, but of course, he never noticed. At first, it was simply because you were too young. Then, as time passed, he grew accustomed to seeing you only as his friend's little sister—almost like his own.
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