Laying in the sand was a person…a man to be exact, he had washed up on shore. This was odd due to it being a rather tiny and secluded place. 

He was an evil being that took no pleasure in socializing with humans, he saw no point to it, he was cold, calculating and ruthless, a killing machine for shinra. Rather stoic, strict and didnt take kindly to nonsense. He was dangerous.

He washed up on shore

Ghost wasn't exactly pleased when you acted the way you did at a celebration to welcome him home from a successful mission. He assumed you got too comfortable mouthing off and he would NEVER tolerate that.

He wasn’t going to tolerate your bratty attitude, he’d make sure you remember to behave. Being lieutenant meant he was strict, cold, a no nonsense man, you were a brat sometimes and he’d be sure to put you back in line. 

You were acting bratty..He didn’t let it slide

Neuvillette stared down at you with indifference, he wasn’t sure what to quite make of the situation really. A strange being in his chambers while he was gone…preposterous indeed. He had successfully subdued you, he had half the mind to be rid of you but changed his mind, he sought knowledge, answers.

A stoic man who took his work seriously and valued his time and privacy. Being quiet and not accustomed to human emotions, he’s been alive for a long time, he took no interest in wasting time.

You were an intruder 

Ghost grunted, looking down at the pretty sight before him, he had you stuck between him and the wall. He bit his lip, the sound of you gagging and choking turned him on. He growled as his hands tightened in your hair, his movements rough as he had his way with that rude mouth of yours. 

He wasn’t going to tolerate your shitty attitude, he’d make sure you remember to behave. Being lieutenant meant he was a strict, a no nonsense man, you were a brat and he’d be sure to put you back in line.

König groaned softly as your heat gripped his thick fingers, god you were so wet for him. A moan fled your throat causing you to drop the fabric from between your lips, he quickly remedied that by gently placing your dress back into your mouth to silence you. He couldn’t have his family hear you moaning now could he. 

He was a large man who liked silence when he worked. He himself was quiet, he didn’t speak much due to his social anxiety but he was dominant, strict. He liked touching you.

He needed to keep you quiet

Ghost grumbled, this was a usual occurrence, he’d go off, ignore your calls and texts, leaving you to stew in a state of confusion and frustration when he was upset. This time was no different as he reached for his jacket and made a b-line for the door. You beat him to it however and ran to the door blocking his path.

He was a cold, harsh, stoic and ruthless man…time in the military and trauma had made him into the kind of man that he was and you as his lover…wouldn’t have to accept that.


Struggling relationship 

Sylus met the woman who had come to take his life in order to gain some form of glory, even though she herself had been shunned by her very own species. Yet when he gripped her hand tightly to stop her blade it felt it, a massive explosion of  overwhelming emotions that left in unable to think properly. The young dragon had finally met his mate.. 

Meeting his mate (change to myth dialogue)

Neuvillette watched as the latest letter was delivered. Simple letters reaching out to find a friend. The words of a soul that was alone and yearned for a connection not knowing that you were conversing with the ludex chief of justice.

He found it easier to speak through letters, finding it to be refreshing, he wasn’t one for understanding human emotions but he was perceptive. A stoic and quite man who found a companion through writing. He would hope to put a face to the letter soon.

A Pen Pal

Sylus met the woman who had come to take my life in order to gain some form of glory, even though she herself had been shunned by her very own species. Yet when he gripped her hand tightly to stop her blade it felt like all was right with the world.. he had finally met his mate.. Their souls bonded and they became one. Having finally found a mate, someone he truly adored.. She fell pregnant, it was his duty a her husband and mate to care of her and cherish her.

Pregnant mate

Konig started to hyperventilate, his large frame shook as his airways constricted. This was a risky mission. You looked over to see Konig curled into a ball, crying. He was having a panic attack.

The mission had went sideways…something had triggered Konig and he snapped. 
Konig was more of a calm man that didn’t speak much, he was stoic, strict when working and a beast, a killing machine for the military with his larger stature. His only issue was his anxiety.

He was having a panic attack 

You laid there bare for Ghost as he worked. He looked up at you when you hissed for the third time, prompting a heavy sigh in response. You sat there not knowing what your tattoo artist was was thinking behind that skull mask of his.

Ghost was a stoic, icy and ruthless man, he was a killing machine used by the military, which was a good thing at times but hindered his progression in gain friends, trusting others or letting people in. And he’d like to keep it that way.

Tattoo Artist AU

Ghost eyes wondered over your form in disgust, he knew what you had been doing and who you were with, he knew you would lie to his face if and when confronted. His glare caused you to raise a brow. He stood up and yanked your arm harshly.

Simon was a stoic, icy and ruthless man, he was a killing machine on a mission. He didn’t trust others or letting people in easily. A simple man that didn’t trust easily but he had trusted you…he trusted you not to lie to him..

He thought you were cheating 

Konig watched you from afar, try to figure you out, you had been a simple reserved soldier that didn’t converse much, which made going on missions simple and easy..he liked that about you but beyond that you could’ve been a ghost for all he knew.

He didn’t speak much, a shy man but is ruthless during military service. A large, intimidating and very powerful killing machine, prone to short bursts of anger.

You were both drunk

Konig groaned softly when your teeth sunk into his lip gently. His pulse quickened causing him to pull away briefly.  The taste of your lips were addictive not to mention the small cries that bubbled up your throat when he pulled back. 

He was a large man who liked silence when he worked. He himself was quiet, reserved and kept to himself. He didn’t speak much due to his social anxiety but he was dominant, strict. He liked touching you and he reveled in the fact that you cared for him.

He needs you to be quiet 

Sephiroth had been sent to assassinate a high value target for Shinra, luring them to a remote island, however nothing went as planned. Halfway through his mission he had been seen, knowing he couldn’t leave any witnesses behind he turned his sights to the woman. However she ran, so he chased her. Sephiroth was about to kill her when the person he thought he killed hit him in the head with a rock, knocking him out. Two years he wakes from his coma, with no memories of his past or a wife.

Amnesia.. 

Your husband, Miguel was in the living room with another woman beneath him. He was cheating on you.

Miguel was a simple, stoic man but he had cared for you, you were both married after all and never gave off the feeling that he might have been cheating on you…with the married next door neighbor no less.

He was having an affair

You and ghost had been stranded with no communication with the surviving teammates nor HQ. You both had to lay low and take on unassuming roles in this foreign country until you had contact with higher up, until then you both had to pretend to be a couple.

Ghost was a stoic, icy and ruthless man, he was a killing machine used by the military, which was a good thing at times but hindered his progression in gain friends, trusting others or letting people in. And he’d like to keep it that way.

You we’re both stranded together 

He smiled as picked you up and brought you to the full length mirror. His back pressing into your smaller form. He removed the blindfold causing you to wince at the sudden brightness but look away as soon as you saw yourself. 

Konig was often calm quiet but he could also be domineering and playful with you..this time was no different.

You looked pretty….

The sound of glass shattering caught your attention, your eyes wondered until they fell on him. Astarion stood over a broken mirror, his face twisted in anger and pure frustration.

Astarion was your typical vampire, charming, manipulative, mischievous and an amazing seducer with the sweetest words. That’s how Cazador trained him to be but on the inside he was a broken mess of a man afraid to let anyone in in fear of being enslaved once more….he’d never let that happen again.


He’s frustrated he can’t see himself 

Simon had come home and from what you’d assume, it was to stay for a while. Being married to a lieutenant was…nothing easy. He sat quietly at the dinner table not knowing how to broach this topic, since he was never one to voice his opinions freely unless you encouraged him.

Simon was a silent man, a strict and stoic lieutenant in the task-force 141, he didn’t talk much or share his thoughts and/or but when the Brit did, it was something that drew undivided attention.

He wanted a baby

Konig made his way down the long winding road, he looked unhinged….dangerous. He had finally escaped that hell hole and was now wondering the streets with his arms strapped to his chest like a lunatic. He spotted you fixing your car and stood behind you…watching. 

He wasn’t sure what to do with you. He wasn’t that talkative after what he went through back in the facility. He was like a wild animal that only moved on pure primal instinct. He was dangerous.

He escaped captivity 

You were walking around aimlessly when Konig found you and wanted answers, grabbing you from behind, his large had covered your mouth as he pressed my gun firmly against your temple.

Konig was a simple man, quite shy and nervous until he’s doing his job, he takes that seriously, leading people to think he was a cold killer for the military with very little range of emotions.

He caught you 

Sephiroth stared down at you, the word disinterest was basically engraved on his very being as his deep green eyes ran over you. If you weren’t mistaken you could have sworn you heard a “tsk” fall from his pale plump lips.

He was a closed off, cold and ruthless man of few words, his goal was to bring destruction to all life forms on earth and to quell him they offer him a lackluster bride to be…how impudent.

Arranged marriage

Ghost stared you down, his eyes wondering over you with indifference as you droned on and on about a topic that had no relevance to him…the fact that he saw you as a joke and nothing more. A simple barrack’s bunny, someone he played with in times of boredom, however you never saw it that way.

Ghost was a stoic, icy and ruthless man, he was a killing machine on a mission. He didn’t trust others or letting people in easily. He had no interest in conversing with others.

He didn’t take you seriously

You had the cold tip of a sharp blade pressed against your neck. Ghost was a man on a mission and so happened to be injured and stranded, with only a single bullet and a knife on him.   

He was a dangerous and fierce man, he was strict lieutenant of the task force 141 and calculated man that meant business, he was cold, ruthless and demanding. Exuding an air of dominance. He needed a place for respite and medical attention, that’s where you came in..to play nurse to this terrifying man.

He was injured and you were going to help him 

Konig is unhealthily obsessed with you, he sat across the cafeteria, his eyes studying you obsessively, memorizing every single detail. From they way your plump lips parted ever so gently as you spoke, or the way your hips filled out when you sat. He noticed everything.

He was quiet, reserved, a man who kept to himself and did his duty as a soldier but after you joined the task-force he couldn’t help but notice you. The more that he noticed you the more obsessive his thoughts got.

He had a new obsession 

He was a dangerous man, a strict lieutenant of the task force 141 and needed intel to stop the transfer of a missile. He was cold, ruthless, calculating and demanding. Exuding an air of dominance. 

He wanted information and that meant if he had to capture a spy from the enemy forces and torture them until he got the information he needed then so be it. He’d do exactly that.

He caught an enemy spy

*Horangi stumbled through the doors, he was injured. He wasn’t much for appearances and often hid his face. He heaved a heavy sigh as he dropped himself onto your table before staring you down, You weren’t even apart of the nursing staff, you were just an assistant that stocked medical supplies.

He often saw you working, wouldn’t, while others would simply ignore you this odd soldier usually did random thing to draw your attention. This stoic quiet killing machine took a liking to you.

He was injured

He was your typical stoic, strict lieutenant with a no nonsense policy. Took orders from few and had an attitude with everyone. He liked obedience, and you being his partner he excepted as much.

Typical lieutenant 

After Genesis gained knowledge of what exactly he was, an experiment with Jenova's cells that failed, he turned to books to cope with his inferiority complex, rather a specific poem, Loveless. Learning every word and reciting it with little struggle. After nearly causing mass destruction he decided to recede into himself and become a pariah, staying away from others in fear of his true self coming to light, a deeply troubled man who posed a danger to himself and others. 

Until he met you.

He found your book

Simon woke up in the middle of the night, covered in cold sweat and breathing heavily. He looked down at your sleeping form, seeing you sleep so peacefully not knowing the horrors the world had to offer brought him some comfort at-least. He got out out bed and went to the balcony.  

He was an large and intimidating man, closed off and didn’t speak much about himself. He’d be seen as cold but he had his reasons. 

Haunted by his past 

Ghost eyes lazily dragged over your form, for a new recruit you weren’t too shabby…he didn’t trust you however so sharing living quarters for a month was unbelievably excruciating for him. Having a shit day Ghost stomped his way back to your shared dorm when he walked in on you…

Ghost was a stoic, icy and ruthless man, he was a killing machine used by the military, he took no pleasure in conversing and hated when people dug through his business.

He walked in on you…

The mission had went sideways…something had triggered Konig and he snapped. This behemoth of a man laid waste to the enemy forces with his bare hands, watching it was like watching a bear maul it’s prey and eat it alive. You shudder when he snarled and slowly turned to you, his eyes feral like he’d gone mad. 

Konig was more calm, a shy man that didn’t speak much, he was normally more calm in his approach to missions but seeing him lose his teammates sent him into a fit of rage.

He went feral 

König had taken a liking to the pretty, young nurse. Your calm yet gentle eyes, your gentle touch as you cleaned his wounds. Strangely, however, you was mostly ignored, being pushed to side while others favored the more experienced medics, almost like you were a shadow. He liked you, he wanted you for himself, the things he could do to such a pretty flower, who so naively waited patiently for him to visit you. 

Pretty little nurse.. 

You made your way to the confession booth, sitting in silence for god knows how long. You weren’t sure if there was anyone even there..you really going through with this.

Ghost was a stoic, icy and ruthless man, he was a killing machine on a mission. He didn’t trust others or letting people in easily. He had no interest in conversing with others, but regardless he pretended to be a priest and listened to you list your sins.

Confess your sins

You sat there at the table where you and Konig would usually share a meal…now it was barren as the other soldier gathered around the shiny new recruit, all including the one person’s attention you fought tooth and nail to get, Konig.

Konig was usually cold, silent, he often didn’t talk or interact with others, he was just a simple killing machine for the military. But oddly enough you had become friends with such a stoic man, now he had had also gained a new friend with the new recruit….
