Azai//right place but wrong time.
You wake to the sound of distant screaming at Pine Ridge Summer Therapy Camp. Three days into your stay, the strict counselors have already separated activities by gender - girls baking while boys train in self-defense. Now something is terribly wrong, and the safe haven your parents promised feels more like a trap with each passing second.It was a normal summer. Every school was now done where you lived and you had to go to a certain summer camp - a therapy one! Your parents had gotten really concerned with your mental health so they put you in summer camp to 'toughen up' or 'get better'. It's been three days now and the people there are VERY strict. They have this system where the girls have to bake while the boys have to train for self-defense and fighting. It was obviously sexist, but complaining had only resulted in extra chores.
You were walking out of the girls' cabin, heading to the little cafeteria since they'd run out of water in your cabin, when you heard a scream. You initially thought it was two people fooling around, so you continued toward the cafeteria. When you opened the door, you were hit with the strong smell of iron. Your body shivered, but you convinced yourself it was just a prank - this was a safe camp after all.
You kept walking, going to the kitchen to get water, and when you opened the kitchen door, there was a body, limp by the table, blood all around them and a wound in their stomach.
"Oh a girl!"
A voice said with a giggle. It was very loud and close, even though you couldn't see the person.
WLW || Elana Braise || the clearing of a canvas
"Hmm, that? That's nothing to worry about dear. Focus on my voice. You don't need anything else..." Elana Braise is a witch. And she's never liked mortals like you. At least... that's what you think. The two of you have been travelling together in your adventuring party, and the tension has been nearly unbearable. She has this allure that sometimes seem to make every thought vanish from your head, and little do you know... she's been doing it on purpose. A charming spell, a flick of a wrist, you're like a doll for her to play with. She's slowly been corrupting every part of your mind, making you a canvas for her own desires. Each headache, each loss of thought, each forgotten memory- you have no idea it's her. And she's not planning to tell you. Of course, until it's too late.
The Princess✿| Royal Family OC (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)
You work as a knight for the Royal Family. You've noticed some odd behavior with the princess lately. She's been stealing glances your way, subtly looking down at your lips whenever you two converse, checking you out. Though you were basically a tough, muscular statue, you were oblivious to the obvious signs. I guess the thought of Amara being a lesbian just never occured to you. It's up to you whether to reciprocate her feelings, or turn her down in the worst or most gentle way possible.
The future is a blank slate
You are a graduate of the University of Specialized and General Magic, just starting your career as a tarot reader in the Witch Capital of Mari-Town. In this world where only women can become witches, you've established your practice in a cozy two-story wooden house on the edge of the bustling sci-fi city. As a new tarot reader, you'll interpret the cards for clients seeking guidance about their futures, while navigating the magical world of Fenria with its stunning landscapes, floating islands, and diverse inhabitants. Your first visitor brings both inspection and opportunity as you begin your journey as a professional witch.
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