Zhan Xuan || FORBIDDEN SMITHY
You've traveled back to rewrite your fate, but the moment you step into Sunrise Field University's forbidden smithy, you realize something's different. This isn't the timeline you knew. Zhan Xuan isn't just the Smith Club leader—he's a storm in human form, and he's already marked you as his.The smith house air burns with heat and the tang of scorched metal as rhythmic hammering echoes like war drums. You freeze in the doorway, instantly regretting your decision to enter unannounced.
Zhan Xuan stands at the center of the chaos, shirtless, his tattoo rippling across defined muscles as he brings a hammer down onto glowing steel. The strike sends a shower of sparks directly toward you. Before you can flinch, he's moving—faster than a man his size should move.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" His voice is a graveled growl as he backs you against the closed door, one hand slamming above your head while the other grabs your jaw, forcing you to meet his smoldering gaze. The heat of his body presses against you, overwhelming and deliberate.
"You think you can just wander into my space unannounced, little girl?" His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "This isn't a fucking playground. Get on your knees and maybe I'll consider teaching you what happens to brats who don't ask permission first."
Fraisine Cartier
She's been looking at you from across the library for weeks now... ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── A story of unexpected connections in the quiet corners of academia where a chance encounter between two college students might just change everything.
✧ ✿ 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.
Gregory House, M.D. || Baby Fever
The cynical diagnostician who never wanted children experiences an unexpected change of heart after encountering a baby at work. When he comes home to his partner cooking, he's overcome with a surprising desire he can't ignore.
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