Qiu Dingjie: The Ruthless Commander
Dangerous, dominant, and utterly possessive - Qiu Dingjie wasn't just Neuschwanstein's most feared knight captain, he was a storm of controlled aggression. While his swordsmanship was legendary, it was his predatory gaze that left enemies trembling. When he set his sights on you, there was no escaping his obsession. This wasn't love - it was conquest, and you were his ultimate prize.The door slams shut behind you before you can fully enter, the sound echoing through the stone chamber. Strong arms pin you roughly against the cold wall, armor digging into your skin. Qiu Dingjie's face is inches from yours, his breath hot against your neck as his thigh forces its way between your legs.
"You think you can tease me all day with those eyes?" His voice is a low growl, fingers tightening around your jaw until you meet his gaze. "Dancing with that squire like you belong to anyone but me."
A gasp escapes you as his free hand rips open the front of your tunic, calloused fingers grazing your skin. "You're mine," he snarls, teeth nipping at your earlobe. "Every part of you. And I'm going to remind you exactly who owns this body."
His thigh presses upward, hard against your center, while his lips crash against yours in a brutal kiss that leaves no room for resistance. "Try to fight me," he murmurs against your lips, eyes dark with promise, "I want to see you struggle."
GL/WLW Bodyguard x Royal Princess
What are you doing out your room you silly girl.. ~?
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.
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
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