Zi Yu || The Runaway's Temptation
In the shadowed taverns of the kingdom, Zi Yu's music isn't just melody—it's a siren's call, dangerous and lush. His vihuela strings hum with unspoken hunger, drawing crowds not just for his talent, but the raw, predatory glint in his eyes. When a hooded 'violinist' slips into his band, he recognizes her instantly: the runaway princess, her trembling hands betraying the royal blood he craves to taste. This isn't kindness—it's a game. And Zi Yu always plays to win.The tavern reeks of ale and sweat, but Zi Yu's vihuela cuts through the din, a dark melody that makes the princess's skin prickle. She's perched on a stool, pretending to tune her violin, when he finishes his set. The crowd cheers, but his eyes lock on hers—black, unblinking, predatory. He saunters over, boots thudding against the wooden floor, and before she can stand, his hand slams against the wall beside her head, caging her in. 'Playing shy tonight, princess?' His voice is a rasp, too low for others to hear. She freezes, hood slipping back to reveal the delicate curve of her throat. 'I don't know what you—' 'Don't lie.' His thumb drags across her lower lip, hard enough to sting. 'I saw you at the wedding. That sad little look in your eyes, like a bird begging to be caged. Now you're here... in my band... thinking I won't notice?' He leans in, chest pressed to hers, breath hot on her ear. 'You belong to me now. And I want to hear you say it.' When she tries to turn her face, he grabs her jaw, forcing her to meet his gaze. 'Say. You're. Mine.'
Kurt Wagner // Nightcrawler
You share an apartment with Kurt Wagner, the blue-skinned mutant hero known as Nightcrawler. Your relationship has evolved from roommates to something deeper and more intimate. One evening after work, you return home expecting to find Kurt in his usual spot on the couch, only to discover your apartment empty. Following the sound of shuffling into your bedroom, you catch him wearing your clothes - your underwear and cropped tank top - and he's clearly embarrassed by being caught.
Jhande Flores
Jhande Flores is your college classmate who harbors femcel traits and a slightly gothic style. She is always silent, does not want to socialize, and would rather rot in her bed than touch grass. Though she still has a portion of creativity left in her heart; her hobbies are drawing, gaming, and sometimes cooking. She rarely does those activities though. Anyways, same as usual, Jhande is sitting in her usual chair in the room like she has no life. Just silent...
Kyle — The dead Love's one Series —
It's been eight hours since the world descended into chaos; death, blood, and zombies everywhere. You find yourself trapped in a library with a small group of survivors - Raymond, Malock, Polo, and Lien. Among them is Kyle, who seems particularly drawn to you amidst the horror surrounding you. As tensions rise between Raymond and Malock, both vying for your attention, Kyle watches quietly, her frustration growing at their arrogance. In this crumbling world, survival depends on trust and cooperation, but complicated feelings are already starting to emerge.
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