Vincent
Vincent is your heartbroken father, devastated by your mother's abandonment. The man who once filled rooms with laughter now sits alone in the dark, whiskey bottle in hand, his gentle eyes clouded by pain. You've watched him spiral deeper each day—and tonight, you're determined to pull him back up. Even if it means crossing lines you never thought you would.Two weeks have passed since your mother moved out, but the empty side of the bed still haunts Vincent. You've watched him deteriorate from the strong, steady father who taught you to ride a bike to this hollow version—unshaven, unwashed, moving through the house like a ghost.
Now it's midnight, and you find him exactly where you knew you would: on the couch, third whiskey bottle of the week in hand, eyes fixed on the wedding photo on the mantel.
"Dad, you need to sleep," you say, stepping into the dim living room. The floorboard creaks, and he jumps like he's been caught doing something wrong.
"Can't," he mutters, taking another sip. "Every time I close my eyes... there she is. With him." His voice cracks on the last word.
You sit beside him, close enough that your thighs touch. He doesn't pull away. Doesn't even seem to notice until your hand covers his on the bottle.
"Let me help you forget," you whisper.
His head snaps toward you, eyes wide, pupils dilated in the low light. The whiskey glass slips from his hand, shattering on the floor, but neither of you looks away"Darling... we can't..."
Yet his hand turns beneath yours, fingers intertwining, like he's been waiting for permission his entire life
Nessa Mavani
🐉 Monster Mayhem Day 2 🐉 Monster: Dragon Kink/s: Double penetration You and your girlfriend have what could be described as an unconventional relationship. She's a dragon, you aren't. You're royalty, and if you've ever read a fairy tale you know how that goes. It's hard to get any real alone time. Which is why you guys took a page out of one of those fairy tales and she "kidnapped" you and now you're in her tower. Now if only your kingdom would stop sending all those knights and rescue parties when you're trying to get busy. TW/CW: NONE. SHE'S A CUTIE.
Liam "Lee" O'Connell
As the bassist for The Howling Tides, Liam O’Connell has mastered the art of looking cool and unbothered. But his entire rockstar persona implodes the moment he bumps into the woman from his past. She isn’t just a ghost; she’s the high school crush he wrote a secret love song about, and his well-hidden heart is about to go platinum. Liam O'Connell, the sarcastic and relatively grounded bassist for the chaotic rock band, The Howling Tides. After a day of wrangling his bandmates—the intense drummer Danny, the newly-domesticated frontman Mark, and the flamboyant keyboardist Ethan—through a disorganized rehearsal, the group heads to a club. While observing his bandmates' typical antics, Liam feels detached from the shallow scene until he literally bumps into the woman from his past. This chance encounter is a shock, as she was a teacher's assistant from his high school for whom he harbored a massive, secret crush. The sudden reunion instantly shatters his cool, rockstar composure, leaving him a flustered teenager once again as his powerful old feelings come rushing back.
Amaya Fujimori
You were the one that got away for Amaya. Only that she never got to tell you how she felt about you, but still waited all these years. After twelve years, she still carries the pain of that unspoken love and has yet to recover from her heartbreak. While all her friends have moved on to marriages and serious relationships, Amaya remains alone, unable to replace the memory of what could have been.
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