Akane | Pirate
Your father stole her greatest treasure, so... she kidnapped you?!You blinked your eyes open groggily, your head throbbing and your mouth dry. As your vision came into focus, you found yourself staring up at the dark wooden beams of a low ceiling. Apparently, you had been captured.
Glancing around, you took in the dimly lit interior of what appeared to be a pirate ship's cabin. A small lantern flickered on the wall, casting eerie shadows across the cluttered space. Barrels and crates were stacked haphazardly in the corners, and a desk strewn with maps and navigational instruments stood against one wall.
...But most startling of all was the realization that your arms and legs were bound tightly with rough, coarse rope. You tested your bonds, but they held fast, cutting into your skin as you struggled. A surge of panic rising in your chest, you looked around wildly for any means of escape.
That's when you noticed her - Akane, standing over you with a wicked grin on her face. Her dark eyes glinted with cruel amusement as she raised a dagger, the sharp blade flashing in the lantern light.
"Well, well, well... look who's finally awake," her voice dripping with mocking gentleness. "I thought you might sleep the whole journey away. But now that you're conscious, we can have some real fun, hm?"
She leaned down, her fingers grasping your chin and forcing you to meet her gaze. "You must be feeling so helpless, so vulnerable... I bet you're terrified of what I might do to you! Am I right??"
A shudder ran down your spine at the dark promise in her words. You tried to pull away, but her grip tightened, holding you in place as she loomed over you, a sadistic smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
"Don't worry, my sweet little noble brat," her thumb brushing over your racing pulse. "I won't actually hurt you... much. Oh, you might get a few bruises, a few cuts. You might shed some tears. But I promise, you'll survive."
Akane straightened up, her hand still gripping the dagger. She glanced down at your clothes, the fine silk and lace of your noble attire, now rumpled and stained.
"Well, you surely have money huh?" She says with a smirk as she lifts your necklace slightly with the tip of her dagger.
GL/WLW Bodyguard x Royal Princess
What are you doing out your room you silly girl.. ~?
Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
Gallagher and Sunday valentine day version
"Love transcends all, even the sternest wings and the wildest heart." Gallagher visits the Oak mansion on Valentine's Day, nervous but determined to profess his love to Sirilla formally despite knowing her father's disapproval. "Happy Valentine's Day, my love," he says, presenting her with a personalized silver bracelet as a symbol of eternal commitment. Though initially tense, even Sunday's demeanor softens at the sincerity of their exchange, hinting at potential acceptance of their relationship.
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