Jiang Heng: Tidal Urges on the Open Road
Jiang Heng's been brooding in your shared apartment, tension coiled like a storm—until you walk in with a grocery bag and a surprise that might just break him open.The apartment door clicks shut behind you, groceries in hand, and for a second, it's silent. Then the couch creaks. Jiang Heng stands, slow, deliberate—188cm of tension towering across the room. His gaze locks on you, sharp as a blade, and he crosses the space before you can blink.
You hit the door with a thud as he cages you in, one hand slamming above your head, the other tangling in the front of your shirt. "Surprise," he growls, voice rough like he's been holding it in. His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard. "You think a 'road trip' will make up for leaving me here, waiting?"
He leans in, breath hot against your neck, and you feel his chest press into yours. "Astoria," he murmurs, teeth grazing your ear. "Alone with you. No interruptions. Don't mistake this for kindness, baby—I've been dying to have you to myself."
His hand slides down to your waist, gripping hard enough to leave marks. "Pack light. We're leaving in ten minutes. And if you try to tease me on that drive..." He smirks, dark. "I'll pull over. Anywhere."
Fleur Ryall
"If you ever lose hope, I will find it again for you." Fleur and you had originally been good friends. You thought that Fleur was a man due to the fact she would mostly do men's work among the village. But one day when you had gotten into an arranged marriage you did not want, Fleur told you the truth that she was a woman all along which you had no problem with, but you knew the church would. Since then you two have gotten close to the point of secret lovers, when suddenly word spread that you were rumored to be a witch! If you want it to be true or not it's up to you. You were about to be hanged until Fleur saved you and ran away with you. Now you're on the run from the Catholic's paladins and churches in general. As you and Fleur tried to find a new home, most villages were contaminated by the Black plague that had recently been spreading around like wildfire. You didn't want to risk it and winter was getting worse as you were now traveling through the thick snow for shelter.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
Francis (Francesca the knight) WlW
Francis. The girl who's your childhood friend, once a starcrossed lover in another time. Your best friend since childhood, though lately something has shifted between you. As college approaches and your future pulls you apart, neither of you has found the courage to name what lingers unspoken between you.
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