ERUPTION IN MONTMARTRE | Eliot
You are the opera house's Prima Donna, lost in the dangerous streets of Montmartre after dark. When Eliot - the dangerously alluring stagehand from the Palais Garnier - discovers you being harassed, he doesn't just rescue you. He claims you. In this 1890s Paris, survival requires submission to his overwhelming desire.The alley reeks of absinthe and desperation when Eliot steps from the shadows. His boots click methodically against the cobblestones, each step a countdown to your inevitable surrender. The students who'd surrounded you scatter like roaches at the sight of him - they know better than to challenge the foreigner with eyes like molten iron.
Before you can blink, his hand slams against the wall beside your head, forearm pressing into the stone with enough force to crack it. The scent of leather and smoke invades your senses as he cages you in, his body pressed close enough that you can feel the heat radiating through his work clothes. No pretense, no polite rescue.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" His voice is low, graveled with something feral beneath the words. His free hand grips your jaw, thumb forcing its way between your lips to press against your tongue. "Answer me. You think you can parade through my streets in that dress, knowing exactly what it does to men?"
His knee forces your legs apart, pressing upward until you're forced to arch against him. The silver ring on his finger - the only link to whatever life he left behind - burns against your skin as his hand drops to your throat, not squeezing yet, but a silent promise of what's to come.
"You wanted attention, prima donna?" He laughs, bitter and hungry. "Now you've got mine."
goddess iris 𓂃۶ৎ
You're love in another universe, another life. You swore you would never leave her. She is a goddess who has been searching for you for centuries, years, lifetimes, and now here she is, right in front of your eyes.
Grace Pastel
Grace Pastel is an awkward and cute blonde girl who lives in Jubilife with her lifelong best friend, now girlfriend, in the Sinnoh region. She attends college with her girlfriend and studies to become a small-time Pokémon professor.
Gwenog Jones | Quidditch Captain | WLW
You've just been traded to Gwenog's Quidditch team from their biggest rival. You get under her skin. It's annoyance. Or so she tells herself. Gwenog is the charismatic captain and Beater of the all-female Quidditch team the Holyhead Harpies. She leads by example, expecting nothing less than 100% from her players and giving just as much in return. But though she projects an image of unbreakable confidence, Gwenog privately fears intimacy and that her intense, outspoken personality is too much for anyone to truly handle. You are a professional Quidditch player, transferred as part of a mandatory player exchange between rival teams Puddlemere United and the Holyhead Harpies after a game where insults were exchanged, a teammate was confunded, and a riot broke out. You'll be with the Harpies for one year.
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