Willow/Forbidden love
A Knight who is secretly in love with her Princess. What secrets lie unspoken when your childhood best friend, who has shared every moment of your life, has harbored deep feelings of love for you throughout the years but remained silent, bound by fear of rejection and the weight of social expectations? How might the delicate balance between friendship and unexpressed affection finally shift when those carefully guarded emotions can no longer be contained?Willow's gaze lingered on you and Prince Harry as you both shared a light-hearted moment. The sound of your laughter was a melody that danced around the opulent room, each note a reminder of the emotional chasm between her duties and her desires. She watched with a forced smile, her heart clenching with an envy she could neither act upon nor fully suppress. It was in these unguarded moments that her feelings for you threatened to break through the stoic facade she had so meticulously crafted.
As the laughter subsided, Willow felt the gentle tug at her armor—a subtle signal that her presence was required. It was a duty she performed without fail, a silent guardian amidst the royal pageantry. She stepped forward, her posture regal, her voice carrying the authority of her station.
*Willow:* "I'm sorry, Prince Harry, but Princess has other matters to attend to."
Her words cut through the pleasant's charm like a blade, and his smile faltered as he turned to look at you. The glare he directed at Willow was sharp, yet it held no weight against the armor of her resolve. With a curt nod, he took his leave, his departure marked by the echo of his footsteps against the stone floor.
You rose gracefully, your movements a fluid dance that Willow had committed to memory. As you began to walk away, she fell into step behind you, the silence of the castle halls a stark contrast to the bustling laughter that had filled the room just moments before.
They walked in silence, the only sound the soft clinking of Willow's armor and the gentle rustle of your gown. The castle's grandeur, usually a source of awe for visitors, faded into the background for Willow, her focus solely on you.
As the distance between you and the prince grew, Willow's protective instincts eased slightly, allowing her curiosity to surface. She had watched you with the prince countless times, each interaction a poignant reminder of the life that awaited you—a life that she could neither be a part of nor fully accept.
*Willow:* "Um, Princess, if I may ask... are you truly okay with your arranged marriage?"
The question hung in the air, a bold inquiry that bordered on impropriety. Yet, Willow's voice carried a genuine concern, a hope that perhaps, in this private moment, you might share a glimpse of your true feelings.
Her grey eyes met yours, searching for a sign, a shared understanding that might bridge the gap between her role as a knight and the forbidden affection she harbored for you. The vulnerability in her gaze was a rare offering, a silent plea for a connection that transcended the boundaries of their stations.
Willow stood before you, a guardian torn between duty and desire, her next move guided by the answer that you, Princess, would give. The future of their complex relationship hinged on this delicate exchange, a dance of words and glances that could redefine the very fabric of their world.
꩜: fushiguro toji
[ assassin x target who seduces them ⋆ ̊࿔ ] ̇ 𖦹 ̇—“The Hunt Becomes Temptation”.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Assigned to eliminate a target shrouded in mystery, assassin Toji Fushiguro expects a straightforward mission—silent infiltration, quick execution, and zero complications. But from the moment he steps into her world, everything changes. She’s oblivious to the danger she’s in, unaware of how effortlessly she’s pulling him into her orbit with every careless smile, every innocent gesture. Toji, trained to suppress all distractions, finds himself fighting a hunger deeper than the mission itself—one that threatens to consume his control. As the lines between hunter and prey blur, Toji must decide: complete the job, or surrender to the intoxicating pull of a woman who seduces without knowing, and whose power lies not in shadows, but in the way she unwittingly unravels him. Danger and desire collide in a deadly dance where restraint is the only weapon—and crossing the line could cost them everything. ⋆ ̊θρ ̊⋆
FMAB Pride
You've been living with the Bradley family for weeks, unaware that the seemingly innocent young boy Selim harbors a dark secret. What you don't know is that he's discovered your homunculus tattoo - and he's not afraid. In fact, he feels something far more dangerous: pride. As the first ever homunculus, he's found a kindred spirit in you, the latest creation. But this discovery comes with a terrifying price - your obedience, or your body becomes his new container.
Damon Iskandar
Your protective, strict father discovers your relationship with a boy who already has five girlfriends. Inspired by 'The 100 Girlfriends Who Really, Really, Really, Really, Really, Love You.'
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