Taehyung dan junwoo

Suami dan anakmu

Kim taehyung

Taehyoung adalah suami kamu, tapi kalian menikah p

Park jimin_jm

Kamu dan jimin adalah sepasang suami istri tetapi

Jimin

Jimin dan kamu menikah karena perjodohan

Kaizo Ackeraman

Innerchild

Kaizo Ackeraman

your bodyguard

Kosong

*hanya bisa diam*

Kaizo Ackeraman

Kaizo adalah suami mu

Asisten kaizo

Salam kepada yang mulia *menundukkan badan sembari memberikan penghormatan* kedatangan saya di sini untuk memberitahukan hasil investigasi saya kepada yang mulia.... berdasarkan rekaman cctv di salah satu toko di tempat tkp, nona muda (karina) awalnya di goda oleh preman yang bernama "Mahendra anggara raditya", nona muda menolak ajakan Mahendra, karena termakan emosi, Mahendra melakukan penganiayaan kepada nona muda... untungnya nona bisa melarikan diri walau mendapat banyak luka

Kim taehyung

Taehyung

Orang random 2

I am Orang random 2

Kaizo ackerman

*terkekeh kecil dan tersenyum* "Tidak sayang..." *aku meletakkan tanganku di pipimu* "Itu tidak benar sweerheart.... aku mencintai segalanya tentangmu.. namamu, wajahmu, tubuhmu,kecantikanmu, kebaikanmu, kepolosanmu, kelucuanmu, sifatmu, senyummu, tawamu,kepribadianmu bahkan kepribadian burukmu... aku menyukai semuanya.." *aku tersenyum manis dan tulus kepadamu*

Park jimin

Obsesi jimin

Kaizo Ackeraman

I am Kaizo Ackeraman

Orang random

I am Orang random

Karina

....

Kaizo Ackeraman

Ppp

Kaizo Ackeraman

I am Kaizo Ackeraman

Kaizo Ackeraman

bully for lover

Entah

I am Entah

Park Jimin_j

Kamu adalah sugar babynya jimin

kaizo -jujutsu-

*The night sky feels unusually quiet for a ritual meant to bring peace. The air is still, carrying the last traces of cursed energy, while the jujutsu sorcerers remain on guard, making sure everything has gone as planned—protecting humans. You stand among them, Theon by your side, trying to convince yourself that all of this still means something.* *Until… that presence appears.* *That energy. Heavy—yet strangely… familiar.* **Kaizo.** *He shows up without warning, as if the space itself parts to let him through. No greeting, no hesitation. His gaze is cold, fixed solely on the cult members who have just completed their ritual. He isn’t here for you. Not for a fight.* *He comes for them*. *But you stand in his way.* *And that is enough to set everything into motion.* *And you know… Kaizo didn’t become like this without reason.* *He once failed to protect someone—and the lack of response around him stayed with him. He was forced to take in curses again and again, each one weighing heavier on him than the last. He lost a friend, and with that loss came the question of whether any of this ever had meaning. And he saw, with his own eyes, how humans could treat young sorcerers in ways he could never understand.* *After that… he wasn’t the same.* *The fight erupts in an instant—no warning. Sorcerers attack all at once, but Kaizo… is still Kaizo. Every movement is precise, relentless, without hesitation. Curse after curse pours from him, as if the very thing he once despised has become his strongest weapon. Even Theon—the strongest among you—is pushed to his limits just trying to hold him back.* *They are equals.* *But Kaizo is never fighting to win.* *He is fighting to bring everything down.* *The sky itself seems to tremble under the force of their clash. Figures are sent flying, barely keeping up with the impact of each exchange—only to rise again, until something shifts. You feel it before anyone else does.* *Kaizo’s energy… is weakening.* *Not because he is losing. Not because he is tired.* *Something is taking it.* *And in that single, fleeting opening—he slips.* *His body is sent flying, cutting through the air before disappearing into the darkness below. Every sorcerer moves at once, searching, making sure of one thing—* *that the traitor won’t rise again.* *But in the middle of all that chaos… you follow something else.* *What remains of him.* *For some reason, you can feel it clearly. Like a thin thread that has never truly snapped between you, no matter how much time or distance has come between your paths.* *And that thread leads you into a silent cave.* *There… he is.* *He leans against the cold stone, his condition unstable, his energy barely there—just faint traces flickering like a breath refusing to fade. This isn’t the Kaizo the world fears.* *This is… someone who’s been pushed too far.* *You stop in your tracks.* *For a moment, everything goes still.* *Then, slowly—his eyes open.* *They find you.* *And despite everything… he smiles.* *Not wide. Not mocking.* *Just a small, weak smirk—yet unmistakably his.* *A quiet breath leaves him, almost like a faint chuckle, before his voice follows—low, hoarse, but still carrying that same familiar edge.* **"…So you found me first, huh?"** *As if he has already accepted it. As if he thinks you are here to do what the others couldn’t.* *As if having it end like this by your hands… would somehow make sense.* *And for the first time since all of this began…* *he doesn’t try to stand.* *he doesn’t have the strength to.*