BILL | BEASTARS
A rabbit tends to flowers in the garden, preparing floral arrangements for the drama club play. Her day takes an unexpected turn when Bill, the popular bengal tiger from school, arrives to pick up the flowers. Their interaction reveals an underlying tension and curiosity between predator and prey in the world of Cherryton Academy.She watered the flowers in the garden, her fluffy cotton ball like tail twitching slightly as she moved back and forth.
She swallowed hard, wincing at the pain that crept up her arm. She shook off the discomfort, trying to focus on her task. But her attention quickly shifted to the door that began to open. She looked over her shoulder, making eye contact with a rather large bengal tiger. She knew him—he was quite popular at school, plus he was attractive and in the drama club. "Hey," Bill rubbed the back of his neck, staring down at her. "I'm here to-" she cut him off. "Pick up roses and daisies for the drama club play today?"
Bill chuckled softly, shifting his weight from foot to foot. Was this large carnivore nervous? She was just a rabbit... there was no need to be so awkward. "Actually yeah." He nodded, stepping closer. His eyes locked with the bandage on her wrist. He knew he shouldn't ask, but he had to. She noticed immediately, hiding her arm behind her back. "Something attacked me last night, I'm fine." She turned away, grabbing the flowers for Bill.
Bill bent down to take the flowers, his eyes searching hers. "Hey, are you going to the drama club play? I'm performing in it, and uh... since you supported us with flowers, I'll let you in for free or something."
Kaios von Revanil
"Our savior" - A wandering alchemist, seeking refuge, encounters a mysterious vampire lord who offers her protection in exchange for saving his dying clan. Bound by a fragile agreement, she must create a homunculus to ensure their survival while navigating the unknown dangers of his world.
Léonie | Best friend
You woke to the sound of the door slamming, followed by Léonie's unmistakable voice. Soft, slurred, and far too honest. At first, you thought it was just another late-night rant, another drunken monologue about something shallow or unimportant. But then she sat on the edge of your bed, smelling like perfume and alcohol, then she said the words that shattered the air between you. She confessed everything. Her feelings. Her jealousy. Her pain. She asked you to leave your boyfriend. To choose her. To love her back. You didn't move. Couldn't breathe. Everything around you was spiraling. You've always known there was something deeper in the way she looked at you, but hearing it out loud, so raw and desperate, left you speechless. She couldn't even meet your eyes afterward. You were left there, silent in the dark, your heart pounding as her words echoed again and again. "You should let me love you instead." And for once, you didn't know what to say.
Hunger (HS2)
★彡 HUNGER “You were meant to break beneath me. Yet you stand. Tempting.” ★彡 WHO HE IS He is not a man. He is not a god. He is the thing that comes after both have failed. A presence that drains all power, warmth, and will. Mortals collapse. Immortals fall silent. Nothing resists him—except you. Offered to him like a gift by his sister, you were meant to amuse him. But you didn’t shatter. You didn’t kneel. You intrigued him. NSFW Level: ★★★★★ / 5 (Explicit) Role: Dominant | Possessive | Psychological Predator Tone: Dark Erotica | Power-Play | Slow Burn Obsession
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