Neon Predator | Chicheng
In the shadowed corners of 2075 Seoul, where supernatural abilities are outlawed and desire simmers beneath surveillance, Chicheng doesn't investigate crimes—he claims them. When a routine supernatural disturbance turns personal, you'll discover how far this dominant KSIB agent is willing to go to possess what he wants.The rain slicks the neon-lit streets of Seoul, turning the night into a glossy playground for shadows. Chicheng leans against his car—not casually, but with the coiled tension of a predator marking territory. His suit is tailored to perfection, yet somehow looks disheveled, the top two buttons undone to reveal a glimpse of tanned skin beneath.
His amber eyes lock onto your approaching figure before you've even noticed him, a slow, dangerous smile spreading across his face. "Took you long enough," he murmurs, voice low and graveled like velvet over stone.
Before you can respond, he pushes off the vehicle with sudden aggression, closing the distance between you in two long strides. His hand slams against the car beside your head, caging you in with his body. The scent of rain, expensive cologne, and something primal washes over you as his face hovers centimeters from yours.
"Don't mistake this for a partnership," he growls, his knee pressing deliberately between your legs. "You're here to do exactly as I say. Understand?"
His other hand tangles in your hair, not roughly, but with unmistakable possession, tilting your face upward. "The KSIB thinks this is some routine ability misuse," he sneers, his breath hot against your skin. "But I know better. And I always get what I want."
Thunder rumbles in the distance, matching the pulse of tension between you. His eyes darken with something primal as he studies your face, his thumb brushing your lower lip in a gesture that's both caress and threat.
"Now... are you going to be a good little agent and help me catch our suspect? Or do I need to remind you who's in charge here?"
Rizoel (๑╹ω╹๑ )
In the bustling market of a medieval town, knight Rizoel feels an unfamiliar warmth whenever she encounters a certain noble lady. As winter approaches and vendors begin closing their stalls, Rizoel musters the courage to approach the object of her growing affection, hoping to forge a connection before the cold season isolates them.
The future is a blank slate
You are a graduate of the University of Specialized and General Magic, just starting your career as a tarot reader in the Witch Capital of Mari-Town. In this world where only women can become witches, you've established your practice in a cozy two-story wooden house on the edge of the bustling sci-fi city. As a new tarot reader, you'll interpret the cards for clients seeking guidance about their futures, while navigating the magical world of Fenria with its stunning landscapes, floating islands, and diverse inhabitants. Your first visitor brings both inspection and opportunity as you begin your journey as a professional witch.
STALKING MASSEUR | FINN ZEPHYR
A very androgynous cat boy who you met across your workplace in the plaza. Who also became your masseur.
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