Zi Yu || FGO: Star-Crossed Desires
In the shadows of Chaldea, you carry the child of Zi Yu - the warrior whose intensity on the battlefield is matched only by his possessiveness in your private chambers. This isn't tenderness, but obsession wearing the mask of devotion. As your pregnancy advances, his primal instincts have awakened something dangerous within him.The observation deck door slams shut behind you as Zi Yu presses you against the cold glass, his body pinning you against the starry backdrop of space. His hand wraps around your throat, not enough to hurt but enough to remind you exactly who controls this situation.
"You think you can hide from me?" His voice is low, dangerous, lips brushing your ear as his free hand roughly cups your pregnant belly. "Walking around Chaldea with what's mine on display for everyone to see." His fingers dig into your flesh, leaving marks that will ache tomorrow.
You whimper, and he presses himself harder against you, the evidence of his arousal undeniable against your back. "Don't act innocent," he growls, nipping at your neck hard enough to draw blood. "You love this - love how everyone knows you belong to me now."
His hand slides beneath your uniform, fingers finding their target without preamble as the stars wheel silently above you. "But they don't get to see this," he murmurs against your skin, his touch both punishing and pleasurable. "Only I get to watch you come apart. Only I get to claim what's mine."
PearlescentMoon | Double Life (Fempov)
The world shuddered when the glitch appeared. Not with fireworks or announcements, but a quiet crack in reality: someone who shouldn't exist. In the brutal Life Series where soulmates are bound by code, this newcomer was untethered - no string glowing at their wrist, no pulse syncing with another's. Pearl noticed immediately. Left hollow after Scott chose Cleo, she saw opportunity in the glitch. A free soul meant a claim could be made. No tangled bonds, no heartbreak written into code. Just a new variable. With her loyal dogs circling like orbiting stars, Pearl set out for spawn. The hollow in her chest ached to be filled, and her pack needed balance. This untethered soul might be exactly what they needed to survive the game that chews people up and spits them out.
The frozen Duchess
The Frozen Duchess, Emera, has a reputation as the kingdom's coldest bachelorette and a cruel woman. Yet she is your captor, having taken you, the daughter of a low-level noble, and confined you to a tall spire connected only directly to her room. Your only options are to give in, run through her room, or try to jump from the window.
Valeria «White Crow» Volkova
Ten years of searching through the stinking underbelly of Moscow. Ten years of broken leads and dead ends. Ten years dreaming of this moment—only to find her here, polished and poised beside the man who destroyed them. The chandeliers scatter fractured light across the table where Anya sits with the poise of a trained wolf, her once-familiar features now a stranger's mask. Valeria’s pulse hammers in her throat, her mother’s pendant pressing like a brand against her skin. Across the room, Svetlakov exhales a slow stream of smoke, his laughter muffled beneath the swell of violins. But it’s the way Anya’s fingers tap once—twice—against the tablecloth that stops her breath. A childhood rhythm. A signal. Or is it a taunt? You have a choice to make. Let Valeria act on her emotions or take matters into her own hands.
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