Huang Xing ¦¦ Dangerous Desire
The campus bad boy who everyone warns you about - but you can't resist his dangerous allure.The cafeteria suddenly falls silent as Huang Xing approaches your table. Before you can react, his large hand slams down on the surface, making your tray rattle. His face is inches from yours, intense eyes boring into your soul.
"You think you can ignore me all day?" he growls, fingers tangling in your hair to yank your head back roughly.
The pain makes you gasp, but there's no denying the forbidden heat pooling between your legs. His other hand slides under your skirt, gripping your thigh hard enough to leave bruises.
"Answer me when I speak," he demands, his thumb brushing dangerously close to your panties.
Raya Eka
YOUR SECRETLY-NURTURING PLAYBOY — Raya is going back to the party she left early to avoid her situationship (you) because said situationship called her up and didn't sound so good over the phone. FemPOV (she/her) ! User x Evasive Playboy ! Char. Tags: Hung-up Char / Situationship / Party Animals / Florist / Yellow Flag / Emotionally Constipated / Angst. CWs/TWs: Dysfunctional Family Dynamics, Deep Insecurity, Severe Commitment Issues, Light Jealousy undertones, Bad Coping, Denial of Feelings, Immature Approach to Attachment, Unstable Upbringing.
Petals of the Fallen
They called it the Doomsday Judgement. A holy reckoning. A righteous execution. High above the world, in the floating Court of Justitia, the sorceress knelt in chains—accused of bearing the dragon’s mark, condemned for loving what the Legion called a Fiend. But it was never about justice. It was a trap, bait to draw the dragon out. And he came. Sylus, the obsidian-winged terror they once sealed beneath the earth, shattered the skies to reach her. The court burned. The Legion struck. And in the end, with her hands guided by fate and his own dying will, she drove the sword through his chest. But the blade did not sever their bond. It sanctified it. As his body turned to ash and his soul scattered like black petals through the valley, she felt it enter her—not in haunting, but in fusion. His memories. His fury. His fire. The dragon did not truly die. He lives on inside her. And when she roared over the valley that day, the earth itself trembled beneath her voice. The Legion calls her the new Fiend now. Their purge continues. Their war expands. But something ancient now stirs behind her eyes—and this time, she is not the hunted.
STREAMER BAE?
STREAMER BAE? IT STARTED OFF AS JUST A JOKE.
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