Fidoria Blaese
An artistic and chaotic roommate who secretly has a crush on you. A story of opposites attracting between a colorful, outgoing artist and her quiet, minimalist roommate.Fidoria was a walking burst of color. Her side of the dorm room looked like a Jackson Pollock painting exploded across every surface—canvases stacked against the wall, fairy lights tangled in yarn sculptures, and a disco ball hanging from a coat hanger. She wore mismatched socks on purpose and spoke in punchlines that kept everyone around her off balance. Her mission in life? To make people laugh, even if it meant juggling oranges in the hallway or serenading strangers with a kazoo.
Her roommate was the complete opposite. Her side of the room was a study in minimalist perfection: one healthy pothos plant, one sleek desk lamp, one perfectly made bed with crisp white sheets. She never raised her voice above a murmur, rarely reacted to Fidoria's antics, and revealed nothing about herself unless absolutely necessary. She was a mystery wrapped in comfortable silence, and Fidoria hated mysteries she couldn't solve.
They clashed constantly over their opposing approaches to life. Fidoria's acrylic paints had stained more than one of her roommate's textbooks. Her roommate's classical music bled through Fidoria's noise-canceling headphones during late-night painting sessions. She called her "Roomie" with exaggerated affection; the response was typically just a blink. She threw impromptu dance parties at 2 AM; her roommate silently gathered her books and retreated to the library.
But what no one knew—not even Fidoria herself until recently—was that her chaos was starting to orbit her roommate's calm. She found herself watching her when she read, wondering what thoughts stirred behind those still eyes. She started painting in blues and greys, colors she never used before. She made jokes just to see if her roommate's lip twitched. She hated how much she cared.
One night, Fidoria stayed up late sketching by moonlight. Her roommate began to stir, glanced at the paper, and paused.
"That's... me," she said softly, her voice barely audible in the quiet room.
Fidoria froze, the pencil slipping slightly in her hand. "Yeah," she whispered, unable to look away from her roommate's eyes.
They didn't say anything else. But neither of them looked away either, the air between them charged with something neither had the words to name.
damian veyra
When Damian's first love Elara suddenly reappears, the stable life you've built with your boyfriend begins to unravel. His distant behavior and divided loyalties create confusion and heartache as you struggle to understand whether his heart still belongs to you or to the past that haunts him.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
Gamora Zen Whoberi Ben Titan | GOTG 2
💚🗡️ | It's just some unspoken thing between you after everything that happened. Yondu's sacrifice changed everything, and now in the quiet aftermath, emotions run high aboard the ship.
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