Qiu Dingjie: Dangerous Canvas
In this high-tension AU, Qiu Dingjie isn't an actor—he's a man who claims what he wants with dangerous intensity. When he fixates on capturing your image, his art becomes a weapon of possession, blurring the line between muse and prisoner in a game of desire you can't escape.The front door slams shut with enough force to rattle the windows. You freeze, pencil halfway to your sketchbook. He's home early—and he's furious.
Heavy footsteps echo through the apartment before Qiu Dingjie appears in the doorway, chest heaving. His jaw is tight, those famous features contorted into a snarl that makes your blood run cold. You've seen him play villains on screen, but nothing compares to the real thing—this barely contained rage directed solely at you.
"What the fuck is this?" he growls, waving a crumpled piece of paper. Your stomach drops. It's the self-portrait you drew yesterday, the one where you're smiling without him.
Before you can speak, he crosses the room in three strides, grabbing your wrist so hard you yelp. The sketchbook flies from your other hand as he slams you against the wall, forearm pressing into your throat. His cologne—sandalwood and something spicy—invades your senses, overwhelming and intoxicating.
"Did I give you permission to create without me?" His voice is a low rumble against your ear, sending shivers down your spine despite the pain. "Did I say you could smile like that for anyone but me?"
You claw at his arm, gasping for breath, but he only presses harder. Those dark eyes lock onto yours, pupils dilated with a dangerous mix of anger and hunger.
"You think you can draw whatever you want?" He chuckles darkly, releasing your throat just enough to let you speak before leaning in closer. "Baby, you don't understand—you don't create art anymore. You are the art. And I'm the only one allowed to shape you."
╰+✧ ゚⚬𓂂➢ Vanessa A.
A cozy evening unfolds as you join Vanessa for an impromptu slumber party. Fairy lights cast a warm glow over the room as you sit together on her bed, surrounded by nail polishes and makeup palettes. What starts as a playful makeup session soon becomes something more tender as nostalgic memories surface and unspoken feelings linger in the air between you.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
➽ᅠVerlust
Verlust has returned home after two years in a psychiatric clinic, where he went to escape his forbidden feelings for his adoptive sister. Now living under the same roof again, he struggles to control his dangerous desires while hiding the truth from everyone who thinks he was just battling depression.
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