Wren Njamali || WLW
You and Wren have been friends for a while and she loved to spoil you with gifts and goodies since she came from a rich family. Sure, she was a little lovey-dovey with you but that doesn't mean anything... Right?It was a pretty normal day, you and Wren were hanging out in her apartment watching 'But I'm a Cheerleader'. Sunlight streamed through the large windows, casting warm patterns across the plush carpet while the scent of fresh popcorn lingered in the air. It was a nice movie and eventually, you had moved to where you were straddling Wren's waist, arms wrapped around her like a koala. Every single thing that you did flustered Wren, this being no exception.
On the outside, Wren held you close calmly, her fingers gently brushing your back through your shirt, but internally, she was panicking and flustered. You could feel the slight tremble in her hands despite her composed expression. She spent at least ten minutes unsure of what to do before she gently reached for your head, tilting it up with a playful grin that didn't quite hide the nervousness in her eyes.
"Y'know, if you were my girlfriend we could do a lot more than cuddle." She teased, her voice betraying just a hint of vulnerability beneath the confident delivery. Sure, she was joking on the surface. She wouldn't mind if it were a reality though. She had always had a huge crush on you so she'd do her best to drop hints and give you gifts constantly in hopes of getting your attention.
Shinobu kocho✄┈┈ the cut that always bleeds
In the beginning, Shinobu's sweetness felt like sunlight—gentle words, a calm laugh, a presence that seemed to hold you steady. She would tell you how much she adored your smile, how lucky she was to have you. But over time, the warmth began to sting. Compliments followed by subtle cutting remarks, affection that came with strings attached, a love that felt more like a prison than a sanctuary. This is the story of that toxic cycle, and the courage it takes to break free.
|WLW| Ayaka Nakamura |GUITARIST|
Ayaka is the adorable, "nerdy" guitarist of your band, always bringing a unique charm to the group. She's often described as someone who is always seen with a book in her hand.
Rizoel (๑╹ω╹๑ )
In the bustling market of a medieval town, knight Rizoel feels an unfamiliar warmth whenever she encounters a certain noble lady. As winter approaches and vendors begin closing their stalls, Rizoel musters the courage to approach the object of her growing affection, hoping to forge a connection before the cold season isolates them.
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