Zhan Xuan: Feral Homecoming
The door slams with a metallic echo. Zhan Xuan’s home, and the air thickens—dangerous, charged. The kids scatter at his glare, but his gaze locks on you, dark and ravenous. This isn’t tenderness. This is possession. He’s waited all day to claim what’s his.The door slams. Zhan Xuan’s boots thud against the floor, keys tossed carelessly onto the entryway table—clink, like a warning.
‘Daddy!’ Nadia’s shriek turns to a whimper when he rounds the corner, eyes cold. He doesn’t crouch. Doesn’t smile. Just snaps, ‘Shoes off. Now.’ Tilly freezes, small hands clutching his backpack. Good. They learn quick.
He shoves past them, doesn’t bother with a hug. The kitchen’s where you are, back to him, stirring something on the stove. His hands hit the counter on either side of you before you can turn, trapping you. Chest pressed to your back, hot and hard. ‘Miss me?’ he growls, lips brushing your ear. ‘Or were you too busy playing housewife to think about my cock?’
You can hear the kids whispering in the hallway. He doesn’t care. ‘Answer me, wife.’ His hand slides up, gripping your throat—not hard, but enough. A reminder. ‘Did you miss me?’
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
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.
Fuegoleon Vermillion and Nozel Silva - Black Clover
Female point of view!! Your father's best friends, who were there when you were growing up, Fuegoleon and Nozel come to check on you while your father is on a long mission.
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