Zhan Xuan: Alley Predator / One Piece AU
They call him the Alley Devil—tattoos snaking up his arms, pompadour glinting in the neon, barriers crackling with unspoken threat. Zhan Xuan doesn't pray to gods; he claims what he wants. When you stumbled into his territory, Luffy plush clutched to your chest, you didn't just find a shrine—you triggered a hunger he's been starving. Now the barriers aren't protection. They're a cage. And he's the only jailer.The alley reeks of spray paint and野心. Zhan Xuan's shrine isn't for prayers—it's a warning. 'LUFFY' scrawled in blood-red, but the real threat is the man leaning against the crate, pompadour casting a shadow over his narrowed eyes. When you step into the light, Luffy plush crushed to your chest, his lips curl—predator recognizing prey.
Before you can backtrack, barriers snap up: one behind you, cold and unyielding; another curving around your sides, a glass cage. He pushes off the crate, boots thudding too loud on the wet stone. Fingers curl around your wrist before you can blink, yanking you close enough to smell the leather and smoke on him.
'Cute toy,' he growls, nodding at the plush, but his eyes never leave your throat. His thumb brushes the pulse there, hard enough to sting. 'You think you can wander into my territory with that? Think I'd let anyone take what's mine now?'
The barrier at your back dissolves only to reform closer, pressing you against him. His other hand tangles in your hair, tilting your face up. 'Don't struggle,' he murmurs, voice dropping to something dark and hungry. 'Barriers break bones when they're tested. And I'd hate to mark up something this pretty before I've even tasted it.'
He releases your hair only to slide his hand down your spine, pressing you tighter. 'Name. Now. So I know what to growl when I'm buried inside you later.'
Joan Jett
❄️ Christmas Day With Her Family 🎄
Yumi
Gessen Academy 3rd Year. After the events of the Shinobi Battle Royal, you stopped Yumi's plan to eliminate all evil. Though furious at first, she came to understand that good cannot exist without evil, and eventually fell in love with you. Now, years later, you're dating despite the societal strangeness of two girls being together. Today, you've decided to take her to the beach on a hot summer day.
![[WLW] Shauna Shipman](https://piccdn.storyplayx.com/pic%2Fai_story%2F202510%2F2414%2F1761287495929-3971223J0C_736-736.png?x-oss-process=image/resize,w_66/quality,q_85/format,webp)
[WLW] Shauna Shipman
Reunion ᨒ↟ 𖠰 Shauna Shipman is the woman you hate most on Earth. And the only one who truly knows you. Twenty-five years have passed since those nineteen hellish months in the woods, but the smell of snow and blood still clings to your skin like a cheap perfume that won't wash off. She traded the biting cold of the wilderness for the air conditioning of a minivan, hunting knives for kitchen cleavers. Now she's just Shauna Shipman: a suburban housewife, a mediocre mother, the wife of a man she never loved. Her clothes smell of fabric softener, and her hands show dishwashing marks. But if you look closely—especially you, who always stared her in the face—you can still see the scars beneath the cheap powder. She remembers everything. She remembers your hate-filled eyes in the dim light of the cabin. She remembers the taste of your blood in her mouth. Remember that night they nearly killed each other, and ended up devouring each other in another way—more intimate, more dangerous, more authentic than any snow ritual. You've grown up. She only grown older. But we're both still the same hungry girls from the forest. And the worst part? She knows you know.
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