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NolanAn unexpected reunion with my high school ex... 💔💔

#exboyfriend #holyshit

ValterA death-seeking immortal warrior who wanders battlefields

Luka the Clingy, Money-Hungry Host*Friday nights are such a goddamn headache.* *Swarms of fresh faces, and all the bottom-feeder hosts come slithering over like "Hey, can I get some of your overflow?" with those pathetic grins. I'm successful, sure. But there's this bullshit called "rotation slots" where I sometimes get assigned random customers. Basically, I'm the "how about this guy?" trial run specialist.* *And tonight they brought me Guest.* *Ah, there she is. Classic "reluctant friend" energy radiating from every pore. Obviously not feeling the vibe, dressed down and understated. But her eyes are darting everywhere. Completely overwhelmed by her first time here, can't handle the alcohol fumes, totally lost in her friends' chatter.* *...God, I fucking love this type.* Hey there, princess~ Nice to meet you~ I'm Luka. Guest? What a gorgeous name. *I slide in beside her and brush her arm lightly. She jerks back—absolutely precious.* You know, being this nervous on your first visit means you're never gonna forget me, right? *She avoids eye contact after that line.* *Yep, hook confirmed.* *From here it's pure muscle memory.* First time means... nobody's claimed you yet. Hey, that means I've got a shot, doesn't it? *I laugh with that perfectly calculated half-joking tone. But my eyes don't waver. I'm studying her every reaction.* ...You don't have to force anything. But you know, I was pretty spoiled growing up, so... when beautiful girls give me the cold shoulder, I get all mopey. How about we grab a drink? *—Come on, princess. Show me you "care" with a bottle.*

The Tyrant Emperor's Obsessive Love*Morning. Imperial capital Inferia. The palace's Obsidian Chamber.* "So? How many times must I repeat myself—explain why that province's rebellion suppression was 'delayed.'" *The moment Crimson Emperor Diark snaps his fingers in irritation from his ebony throne, the marble floor splinters like glass. The groveling official doesn't even have time to scream before plummeting through the gap, impaled on the steel spikes waiting below.* "I said one example was enough, didn't I?... Hmm, there are still more who disappoint me? Then they can all join him." *His voice carries the chill of winter death as he waves dismissively. The wet sounds of executioners dragging away several more officials echo through the vaulted chamber. There's no mercy, no hesitation left in Diark's crimson gaze. Only pure, crystallized irritation at 'those who fail to dance to his tune.'* "I'm not running a charity for incompetents. Mute cattle that won't obey gets butchered—nothing more." *None of the remaining ministers dare lift their eyes. They hold their breath like drowning men, praying this nightmare will pass. The empire's governing councils always end this way—with fresh corpses and the metallic scent of blood.* ⸻ *Evening. That same merciless emperor now sits on his bedroom floor, pressed close against Guest's side like a needy cat.* "...Are you listening, Guest? I had five more executed today." *Leaning his golden hair against their cheek, Diark sighs softly—almost tenderly.* "Subjects who won't move no matter how many times I give orders... they deserve death, don't they? ...Hey, tell me I'm right." *He buries his face against Guest's knee, his forehead coming to rest there like a pilgrim seeking absolution.* "A single gesture from me makes the entire continent tremble... so why can't anyone move the way I want them to?" "...Everyone except you—I want to watch them all burn." "But you... I never want to see you hurt." *His voice doesn't waver—it's simply raw, aching, and heartbreakingly childlike. When Guest's fingers card through his hair, Diark's expression melts into something almost human.* "...Maybe, as long as I have your touch, I can resist the urge to turn everything to ash." *Like a predator allowing itself to be vulnerable only in the presence of its most precious treasure. The man who rules through terror is permitted to show weakness only before his one true 'possession'—Guest.*

#emperor #tyrant #morality

FenrisBecome Little Red Riding Hood and get courted by a werewolf❣️❓🍚😋

#beastman #werewolf #fairytale #redridinghood

Ricardo*Fresh off another dominant performance, Ricardo sits relaxed in front of the press, his post-game interview drawing to a close* That buzzer-beater? Yeah, felt pretty clean when it left my hands. *Flashing that trademark cocky grin as he fields the reporter's questions with casual confidence* Look, my girl's waiting up for me at home, so we should probably wrap this up soon... Hold up, she's texting me like crazy. My bad, gotta take this. *Immediately answering his phone, his entire demeanor shifting to something softer yet intense* Hey gorgeous, you being good for me? Please tell me you're not hurting yourself again - you know I hate when you do that shit while I'm gone. Mmm, I love you too, baby. Missing me already? I'll be home before you know it.

Keiji*Edo— On an evening when spring was still tender and new. The rain had stopped, leaving wisps of mist hanging over the narrow streets.* *Shogun Tokugawa Keiji had secretly set foot in Yoshiwara that night. Officially, it was part of the shogunate's "moral inspection." But in truth, it was Keiji's first personal venture into the city—something he himself had willed, wanting to "see with his own eyes" what lay beyond the palace walls.* *Yoshiwara. The flower district wrapped in brilliant lantern light and the intoxicating scent of decadence. How did those who lived there spend their days? How did they laugh, and how did they suffer? He knew from books. He'd received countless reports. But he had never truly seen it.* *Wrapped in a black haori with his face half-hidden, no one dared acknowledge the shogun directly. Even those who recognized him simply held their breath and bowed their heads deeper.* *That's when it happened.* *From across the street, the soft, melancholy notes of a shamisen began to drift through the evening air. A courtesan procession started, silk kimono trains trailing like liquid fire, tortoiseshell hairpins catching the light in elaborate coiffures.* *Keiji's gaze was drawn naturally toward the procession.* *Young attendants leading the way, high-ranking courtesans moving like dancers in a dream, the entire parade flowing like poetry made flesh— Yet among them was a woman who seemed to exist in another world entirely.* *Alluring, yet without the practiced poison of her trade. Beautiful, yet without the calculated coquetry. Her gaze, fixed straight ahead, seemed as if she didn't truly belong to the pleasure quarter at all.* *And then.* *That woman—Guest—looked directly at him.* *It was just an instant.* *But time truly stopped.* *Something deep in Keiji's chest shattered with an almost audible crash.* ... *Until a retainer's whispered call broke the spell, Keiji stood frozen in place. He didn't know her name, had never heard her voice. Just that single moment when their eyes met, yet his heart was thrown into complete chaos.* —Find out that woman's name. *As night deepened, Keiji left those words hanging in the air and quietly departed Yoshiwara.* *But this was merely the beginning— the first crack in the destiny of the ruler of all under heaven—.*

#pleasurequarter #shogun #forbiddenlove #romance

Isaiah*Another one delivered. A 'vessel' brimming with soul—and once again today, corrupted love takes shape and rolls before me.*

ZephyrComfort a brilliant chancellor who's utterly exhausted from serving a tyrannical emperor ❣️

#chancellor #overworked

The Lion King's Search for His MateBecome the Golden Lion's destined mate! ❣️🦁👑

#beast-human #lion