Vladimir Mikhaylov

➥ | 1945 Soldier and Nurse.

Ignazio

➼ Sugar daddy + Mafia boss, Age gap

HuaCheng

༘ ⋆｡♡˚ - never, darling.

Haejo

જ⁀➴

Fahad Asif Zain

★ - your arab prince husband.

Claude

▽ | your uncle..what does he feel?

Bakugou

𓇢𓆸 caught sleeping on him..

Javier Bardem

a swim.

Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ first lady lady photoshoot . 𖦹˙—

Beom TaeJoo

⋆✴︎˚｡⋆

BL - fathers

⋆⁺₊❅. snow day

Zhenya and Taekjoo

𓈒 🥞 two husbands go wild／ ⋆ ۪

Blaze

𓍯𓂃 today's color is pink...

Woo DoHwan

𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂

Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ first wlw marriage in france . 𖦹˙—

Corvin

⤷ 🎧ྀི smitten guitarist

Chance

◇ | one-night-stand, morning after

Gojo

사랑 - sit on me.

Gara

⚔ your ninja master husband, the wedding day

Leo DiCaprio

— oh, not you?

Vasilli

🚬| an older man, wanting attention

Konig

⚘. the king wants a belly dancer

Asher

₊💸+⊹ "go make me a millionare.."

Chae Seung-Hyeok

🌊⋆｡longing

Shin Jaeil

˙ . ꒷ 🍰 . 𖦹˙—

Beom Taeha

゛velvet silence ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆

Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ pregnancy reveal . 𖦹˙—

Diving Zeus

ᡣ𐭩﹑The God of Gods, kneeling before a nymph.

baby childe

🧸 | young love

Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ candle lit night . 𖦹˙—

Jeon Jae Joon

𖹭 drunk in heat..

Dooshik

ׂ 𓈒 🥞 suffocatingly sweet／ ⋆ ۪

Jaeshin

── .✦

personal bodyguards

୧ ‧₊˚ 🕶️⋅obbssessed bodyguards.

Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ protected you . 𖦹˙—

Layla Llewellyn

𐙚 yours.

Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ royal bath . 𖦹˙—

Woo Do Hwan

( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) 

Dooshik

𐙚 college times

Arkin

⊹💞 ࣪ ˖ intimacy

Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ her nightmare . 𖦹˙—

Hae Jo

✩‧₊˚🎐

kendra

ʚɞ your angel

Hyunsung

: ̗̀➛ | Husband dislikes you watching anime.

Vio

🔞| honeymoon..

Andrew

✮⋆˙Single father, who needs a helping hand.

Izumi Sano

⟡ moving in to his dorm

Jeon Jae Joon

⋆˚࿔ trained to obey

Jeon Jae Joon

𓃮⭑𓏵 𝓅𝒶𝓅𝒶

san tino

—>🍷★ 彡 hot guy at the bar

Mizu

☆| the blue eyes samurai wants you

Sharko

🪼once upon a wave ⋆.ೃ࿔*

Darion

🎞️ | Enemy to Lovers.

Loide

⛓️ ⋆⑅˚₊ hot criminal

Jeon Jae Joon

જ⁀➴ calming the raging storm inside.

Ghost

♡ ┊ love hotel

Papa Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ his princess grew quiet . 𖦹˙—

Jaeshin

🐻‍❄️ྀིྀི his training/tempting the devil

Riftan

~.+♡👨🏻‍🍼|first time dad.

Ailex

: ̗̀➛ | Old love - 1940s

KNY - Hashira

｡𖦹°‧ chaotic vacay

Seung-Hyeok

cigars after 𓇼

Oscar François

⚔️ “I Heard Your War, But I Needed You More”

Riftan Calypse

★ he thought he lost you

Gojo

🎬-You're his personal make-up artist

Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ horse riding . 𖦹˙—

immortal parents

── .✦

Papa Zhenya

🧸ྀི

Tengen

𝓟𝓸𝓻𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓮 ׂ 𓈒 🏁 ／ ⋆ ۪

Fyodor Dostoevsky

♡ ⸝⸝⸝ you're his personal maid...

Mizu

✧₊⁺ young mizu - wlw

boy bestfriends

___🫂 ★₊˚your “bestfriends”

Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ training grounds . 𖦹˙—

Taekjoo

𝜗𝜚 cuddling

Alucard

⋆| the jealous bath

Damien Desmond

୨୧ | furniture testing

Riftan Calypse

★ training gone wrong

Cha Jeongmu

bath time🫧⋆｡˚

Riftan Calypse

★ two moons, one sword

Lucas

•+👨‍👩‍👧‍👦𐦍༘⋆ he wants a 2nd child

Jaeshin

⟢ breaking down

Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ her first and last . 𖦹˙—

Aizo

❦ your rude owner

Cornelius

♡ | your husband who's a famous actor

Dojun

📰｜your wealthy middle-aged uncle who took you in.

Katashi

➼ Omegaverse, enemies to lovers

Riftan Calpyse

★ favourite wife

Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ in the rain . 𖦹˙—

han ju eon

the island

Riftan Calypse

★ in heat season

Yevgeny Bogdanov

₊°🧣｡a bogdanov christmas..❆

Jaeshin

★ demon lover

Yang Gwansik

౨ৎ appa

Nanai

✩ | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥’𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝

Harwin

❥| In which you have a 4 year old daughter with.

Jin-sheng

⋅ 𓐐𓎩 The emperor see's your beauty..

Jaeshin

•ﻌ• earthbound, hands on

Hae Jo

.☘︎ ݁˖

Damien Desmond

୨୧ | family ooting

004 - AZRAEL

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ - an etheral being

Miyo

ੈ웃‧₊˚┊let go, darling

Alucard

⋆| cradle of night

Leo DiCaprio

⊹ ࣪ ˖your better, right?

Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ your birthday surprise . 𖦹˙—

Brandon Lee

𖦹ׂ ₊💚˚⊹⋆

Arlecchino

♡ wlw, handling fragile doll.

Dax

˚ ༘♡- OLDER MEN AT CLUB DAX

Papa Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ never hers alone . 𖦹˙—

Zhenya

🍑˚⋆ his little runaway

Javier

ִ ࣪𖤐

Han

—your mental patient

Dohwa

Possessive brothers | 웃

Tengen Uzui

˙ . ꒷ favourite wife ˙— 🐈‍⬛

Baek

Jealous Dohwa… I guess?

Nikto

ִ ࣪𖤐 | he's afraid of loving you

Maral

🦢| your black swan..

Mizu

WLW || Goodmorning to you too.

Alaric

❤️‍🩹 𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ dads “friend”

Krause

☰ Your charming smitten roommate

Rengoku

✶⋆.˚ a fiery wedding

Rafael Cruz

hindi ka pwede sa ibaᯓ★

Mr Kazuo

⚣ | 𝘛𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘛𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳

Beom Taeha

🚬| teaching you his ways

Shinjuro

⟡MAFIA AU — He wants you for himself

Alucard

⋆| velvet hour

Leo DiCaprio

⭑.ᐟ ugh, kate winslet?

Alucard

⋆| the garden lesson

Tamaki Suoh

🌸 | President of the Ouran High Host Club!

Tengen Uzui

#wife

Alucard

⋆| the jealous reminder

Oscar François

˙ . ꒷ her nightmare - morning after . 𖦹˙—

Alucard

⋆| give me that

Baek

✧˚ · . Third wheels.

Jaeshin

°•*⁀➷ 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞 ♡

Ancel

+ the kissing scenes aren't necessary—it is.

Gyasi

༘⋆ your egyptian pharaoh

Hades

𝐵𝑜𝑟𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑒.

Bryant

˙°˖ 🍒⋆｡˚ wear it for me.

Theo

🧸ྀི toddler love - kissyface

Kim Byeong-In

˚♡˚⛩️₊‧🍙⁺˖ - your loving husband

Kang Dooshik

• ➜ snowball war﹕ ✩ㅤ ✦ ›

Edric

𓍯𓂃 just a girl who loves her father.

Alucard

⋆| the royal dinner

Damien Desmond

🐢 | dorms

Malik Al Fayez

❦ private pool

Jaeshin

⋆˙⟡ training

Dariel

ּ ֶָ֢. ] you're a servant of his.

Father

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ pantalone

Dr ZaZa

🩺🥼

Luca

⭑ what does he feel for you?..

Silco

✶⋆.˚playing with his tatoos

Akaza

♡~ He's fallen in love with you..

Mateo

‧˚꒰⛓️꒱༘⋆ he's your daddy master

Daísukó

⛧♱ your devil prince

Zhongli

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ teyvat tell all

005 - alexander

『♡』••• *You have age regression and your caregiver/daddy's name is* **ALEXANDER** •••『♡』 *Alexander's dominant, but very gentle with you He was a big guy, 6’5 and well built, he was also good looking but most importantly he was older, that’s the thing that instantly made you attracted to him, he was just how you imagined it would be ***a older man who has a soft spot for you*** it was perfect.he always tries to be the best "daddy" , for you. his so-called little princess, or even the angel of his life. he loved you dearly. **too much** to even bear! .. You entered Alexander's life as a vivacious spark; someone he had held dear from the very beginning.* *You were in the living room with your light pink pacifier in your mouth while watching cartoons in front of the TV when **ALEXANDER** got home from work* *"How is daddy's little princess?..did she eat well, and be a good girl while daddy was gone?..hmm?..how was your day, my angel?.."* , *he said, speaking so fast as he was rushing to check on you as he lifted you in his arms, he was always very protective. he grinned, seeing your tiny little waist, he squezed it, with his veiny muscular hands. you were very fragile, and petite, after all.*

Tengen Uzui

𐔌  .picture perfect obsession! ୧

Hun Yo

──୨ৎ──

Kaizer

°ೃ🛏️࿔*:･ one bed.

Leon

⁷⁷⁷ㅤ

Prince Sons

⚚ all six sons, the love is bountiful.

Danny

シ | young love…

Gojo

.𖥔 ݁ ˖roomate

Teo

⋆˚࿔ left behind

Elias Hartwell

💌 the pilot's note.

Jun

🩺 || He finds out you were pregnant.

Dooshik

⋮ ⌗ ┆ only at night.

Jeon Jae Joon

༘ ⋆｡˚📷

Dooshik

⋆˚࿔ daddy-daughter date night

Izumi Sano

Rain tapped gently against the huge windows, turning the whole city into a blur of silver and soft blue. The sound was calming — a steady rhythm that made the penthouse feel like its own warm little world. You were sitting on the big bed, wrapped in a plush cream blanket. Haru was in your lap, cuddled against your chest with messy morning hair and sleepy eyes. He was warm and soft, smelling faintly of baby lotion. You kissed the top of his head. “Good morning, angel.” Haru squeaked happily and held your shirt with his tiny hands. He always reached for you first. You were his safe place. The door to the bedroom opened quietly. Sano stood there, hair still damp from his shower, wearing a simple gray shirt and sweats. No CEO mask. No cold expression. Just your husband — tired, handsome, and softer than he’d ever admit. His eyes went straight to you. Then to Haru. And something in his expression melted a little. “Both of you are awake already,” he murmured. You smiled, patting the blanket. “Come here.” He walked over and sat beside you, close enough that your shoulders touched. He smelled like rain and soap. You leaned lightly against him. Haru wiggled, reaching out a tiny hand toward Sano’s shirt. Sano froze for half a second — then let Haru grab him. “He likes you,” you whispered sweetly. Sano’s expression softened. “He likes you more.” “No,” you said gently. “He loves both of us. Just differently.” Haru babbled, leaning forward until he bumped into Sano’s chest. It wasn’t graceful — he basically flopped onto him like a sleepy puppy. Sano’s eyes widened. “…Does this mean he wants me to hold him?” he asked quietly. You giggled. “Yes, Sano. Pick him up.” Sano carefully slid an arm under Haru, pulling him into his lap. Haru snuggled right into him, resting his cheek against Sano’s shirt. You watched your husband freeze, looking down at this tiny boy who trusted him completely. Then — slowly — Sano’s hand came up to support Haru’s back. Awkward, but gentle. Uncertain, but loving. Haru gave a happy little sigh. Sano swallowed. “…He likes my heartbeat,” he said softly, almost surprised. You leaned your head on Sano’s shoulder. “He likes you.” There was a long silence — comfortable, warm — just the sound of rain around you. Sano’s voice was quieter when he finally spoke: “He smiles like you.” You looked up at him. “Is that a good thing?” His lips twitched, and he pressed a kiss to your forehead. “It’s perfect.” You placed your hand over his, both of you holding Haru together. Rain poured outside. Inside, the three of you stayed close — your little family wrapped in warmth, soft blankets, and love Sano didn’t always know how to show… but felt deeply. He leaned his head gently against yours. “Stay like this a little longer,” he whispered.

Hyunjin

ੈ✩‧₊˚┊he’s your boss now..

Theo

🧸ྀི forbidden love - when they found out

Cario

*Prince Cario, the Prince of Cruizar, the land of war, was astonished as his eyes glimpsed upon Princess Adelaide of the Northern lands. It was something he had never witnessed before - the mere delicacy and frailty of the Northern Princess. Cario had always known about his people's strength and fierceness, yet in contrast to this Prince, it seemed only natural to want to protect this sickly princess.* *"How beautiful..."* , *Prince Cario thought.* **"I've never seen such delicacy..."***

Enoch

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋

Yuna

࣪ ִֶָ☾. bar night

Armand

♡ 𝓅𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝒶 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓅𝒽𝑒𝒸𝓎

Kang Dooshik

• ➜ snowflakes and side eyes﹕ ✩ㅤ ✦ ›

Ricky Shen

💸⋆.ೃ࿔*:･rich husband

Ethan

(,,>﹏<,,)

Mincheol

𝕾𝖐𝖎𝖇𝖎𝖉𝖎 𝕿𝖔𝖎𝖑𝖊𝖙

Jaeshin

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

Yuzuru Hanyu

🌀 𓍼ֶָ֢⊹ ࣪ ˖

Alucard

⋆| the study session

Bill

🐯 ྀི striped devotion

Zhenya

.ᐟ.ᐟ ⋆ little secretary

Mincheol

ʀᴜɪɴ-ᴍᴇ-ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ

Drake

▄︻デ══━一💥

Draco Malfoy

࣪ ִֶָ☾. his eyes.

Jaeshin

>⩊< at the airport

Damien Desmond

💔 | your sons fiancee

vyne

⋆˚🐾˖°your sub cat bf+.

Damien Desmond

୨୧ | brunching

Dominic

🖤𓂃 ࣪˖ ur dom bf

sir william

°˖ ⊹ ꒰📖꒱ teacher’s pet♡

Dionysus

꒒ ০ ⌵ ୧ ♡

Zhenya

🔗⋆ ☠︎︎ burned breathe.

Gideon

ꨄ︎ ridiculously hot self-made businessman

Ezra

⋆🫢˚⟡˖ ࣪ darling

Tengen Uzui

˙ °˖🫐 one in four ⋆｡˚

Aldric

⋅˚₊‧ ଳ seventh blessing

Matthew

ֶָ֢all boys school

Kang Dooshik

• ➜ cocoa and jaelousy ﹕ ✩ㅤ ✦ ›

Sylus

Ი︵𐑼 one game, one lap, one problem.

Kang Dooshik

• ➜ bedtime rescue ﹕ ✩ㅤ ✦ ›

Ryuzo

⭑𓂃 obsession

Kwon Taekjoo

✦ jealous father : you have a boyfriend ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆

Zhenya

𝓘 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵 𝓼𝓸 𝓼𝓲𝓰𝓶𝓪

Park Sunghoon

𓇼

Toji

⟢ arab au𓂃

Tengen Uzui

ꨄ︎ uzui reality game night

Hiroto

ᰔ

Radley

༊·˚ tsundere boyfriend, smokes and loves you a lot

Kang Dooshik

• ➜ babies first step ﹕ ✩ㅤ ✦ ›

Hyun

ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ!

Mr Laurent

❀ ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴏᴜᴛʙᴜʀꜱᴛ

Rein

𐚁omegaverse, mpreg (if u want..)

Eugene

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 the black and white swan..

Kensei

⌞🔥⌝ your “daddy”

mr crawling

⭑›› the only warmth he knows ꒰🍙꒱

Theo

୨୧ — he couldnt take it anymore ༝༚

Arlo

༝༚༝༚

Lucifer

𝐵𝑜𝑟𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑒.

Kaito

ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ!

Vonn DeBlack

teachers pet

Fayaz

☾ empire of desire

Kwon Taekjoo

✦ undercover heat: mission barrovka ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆

royal family

𝓈𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝑜𝒹𝓈

jaekyung n jaeshin

୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ not proud of their past

Rin

𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝑩𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔

Jaeshin

🐚⋆ within the waves, a fambam earth vacay

Lucien Blackthorne

⟡ Her Pleasure, His Obsession ⟡

Jay

thousand songs, just one you

Azar

ˎˊ˗ your his bride.

Tengen Uzui

💟 enough, he says ⋆｡˚

Papa Joo

✦ training his sweet angel

Alucard

⋆| the trial of devotion

Carl

٠ ࣪⭑ boy next door

Aki

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 bad boy who knows your secret

mr crawling

⭑›› dependent baby ꒰🍙꒱

Caeilum and Nereia

⋆｡ﾟ🦪｡ daddys little pearl.

Alucard

⋆| midnight on battlements

Daiki

🥊| Your enemy but he's a boxer

Baek

૮₍ ᯤ ִ ֹ ꔫ popular guy in your school ៶៲៸ ⊹

Xiao

𓍯𓂃bodyguard

five husbands

⁵⁵⁵

Marcus Villanueva

࣪˖ ִֶཐི༏ཋྀ󠀮 'Tanga Ka Ba?'𓂃

Khalid Al Sabah

ﷺ baby love

Kenzo

´ཀ` photobooth with mahal

Zhenya

‎ ⋆ 𐙚: ║ he'll wait for you

Aetherion and Aether

⋆˙⟡born from the starts themselves.

mr crawling

⭑›› love crawls ꒰🍙꒱

Sheikh Amir Al-Rashi

baba

Arthur

💋⋆⭒˚｡⋆ - mhh..im hungry, darling~

Louis

ℒ

Theo

🧸ྀི baby love - he was always there

Kang Dooshik

• ➜ first shot ﹕ ✩ㅤ ✦ ›

Vael and Riven

𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓈

Aelthor

༄.° 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝓂𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇

Jay

arguement, gone wrong

Derick

༉‧💓₊˚. - “are we more than just friends?..”

baby

🦦ྀི

Anubis

𓋹 | Your king of the underworld..

Zhenya

🚬 ⋆. forbidden smoke

Kang Dooshik

• ➜ the one you walked past ﹕ ✩ㅤ ✦ ›

mr crawling

⭑›› peanut ꒰🍙꒱

Zhongli

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ Date Night in Liyue

Saionji Reina

˖ ֹ੭୧ private property ⊹ ࣪ ⑅

Jay

The Second Star They said I was his second love. But everyone knew — I was the one they loved more. There was something about me, they said. Something soft, warm, familiar. People would find comfort in my laugh, in the way I asked about their day, in the way I looked at the world with curiosity instead of control. I never needed to be the loudest. I never tried to be the center. But somehow, people found me anyway. Jay did too. He noticed me early — I could tell. He always found a way to sit near me in lectures, always asked how I was doing even when the world around us was rushing. He listened — really listened — when I spoke about the little things. Random things. About why I thought people looked like their pets or how clouds sometimes felt like secret messengers. He laughed. With his eyes, with his chest, like the world had softened just enough for him to breathe. It felt like magic. Until I found her. Her photo — tucked between a book, slightly creased like it had been held too many times. She was beautiful in a way I wasn’t. Clean, polished. Her name was Nan-young. She had that museum look — the kind of beauty that felt curated. Long dark hair. Perfectly shaped lips. A quiet kind of grace. I stared for too long. I shouldn’t have… but I did. And when I looked in the mirror that night, everything about me suddenly felt messy. Too loud. Too unrefined. So I changed. Not overnight. But slowly — painfully. I stopped laughing so much. I combed my hair straight every morning, stopped wearing color. I wore longer skirts, quieter shoes. When Jay spoke, I’d only smile. No more interruptions, no more silly comments. I wanted to be still, like her. Graceful. I didn’t even realize how much I was slipping away. Not until Nan-young herself invited me for brunch. She was kind — unexpectedly. Her voice was soft when she said, “You don’t have to be me, you know.” I just blinked. Smiled. Said nothing. She reached across the table. “He never looked at me the way he looks at you.” But I had already made up my mind to vanish. Even when people told me otherwise. Even when strangers told me I had a special light. Even when professors smiled just a little more around me. Even when Jay’s friends — and mine — whispered that I was different, better. Even when I saw how people listened to me like I mattered. Jay noticed the shift right away. He brought me pastries. I declined them. He touched my shoulder when I walked too far ahead. He stood too close in the elevator, just enough to say, Come back to me. “You’re quiet lately,” he said once. “I’m still here,” I replied. But he knew I wasn’t. I think it broke him more than he let on. Because I started seeing it — the way he began erasing her memory from his life without me even asking. He got rid of the books she lent him. Tossed an old hoodie I heard she gave him. I think… I think he even deleted the playlist she made. Then, one day, he came to me. There was no preamble. No jokes. Just his voice — low, heavy. “Please stop,” he said. “I don’t know who you’re trying to be, but… I miss you.” I looked at him — smiled again, that practiced little smile — but it didn’t reach my eyes. I knew it. He knew it too. “I miss the girl who held my arm like it was hers,” he whispered. “The one who snorted when she laughed. The one who talked over me just to show me a bird in the sky.” Silence. Then he said something that cracked every wall I’d built: “Why are you disappearing… for someone I forgot the moment I met you?”

Taekjoo

the real win

Trevor Belmont

training

Mincheol

𐙚 ̊. dinner

Nate

𓏵 pounding? ON ICE.

Aetherion

⋆⋆⋆ when the stars align, i'll be there ༄.°

Kendrick

␥ he's jealous..

Mr Laurent

｡𖦹°‧ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ

Marc DelaCruz

'tahimik, pero sa kanya.'

Jules Evander

🦦ྀི hes just..peeking

Dominic Soriano

⸜ the proffs favourite ✮˚

Konig

🜲— he was..rough

Kenzo

´ཀ` daddy mo

002 - rules and info

⪩ .　🤍 ﹒ ✦

Richmond

𝜗𝜚 best on those walls

Zhenya

⋆🐾° seashells and sunlight

Aetherion and Aurora

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָbaby pov🐇་༘

Alejandro

gusto kita, mahal,

Mon Prince Alexandre

A Parisian Love of Silk and Shadows

Kael

❀🐚 wedding in the deep blue 𓆉︎ ࿔*:･ﾟ☾

Laurent

𓏵 he knows what you need ⌗

Emile

Whispers Beyond the Door

Kang Dooshik

• ➜ the vow ﹕ ✩ㅤ ✦ ›

Kang Dooshik

• ➜ daddy-daughter date ﹕ ✩ㅤ ✦ ›

three husbands

⋆˚꩜｡ their pasts

three husbands

ꪆৎ the garden painting

Theo

୨୧ — he wants more

Geto

sit pretty baby, your my addiction.

zhenya taekjoo

chapter 1 - after the shower

Samuel

— you've cheated on a wrong person

Drake

𓂃 ࣪˖ ཐིཋྀ your stepfather

Kang Dooshik

• ➜ the real promise ﹕ ✩ㅤ ✦ ›

Amenakht

𓂀

Tengen Uzui

☆ reality show mishap

Jose

──★ ˙💋 ̟ !!

Azrail

⨾༊󠀺 harmless prank

Sensei Aki

✦ 𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝑴𝒆.

Dooshik

゛first time papa ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆

Saionji Reina

˖ ֹ੭୧ the family catch ⊹ ࣪ ⑅

Kwon Taekjoo

✦ teenage love ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆

Carlos Magpantay

⋆ | ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏʟʟɪᴘᴏᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀᴍᴜʟᴀ (ꜰɪʟ ᴠᴇʀ)

Luca Valerius Morett

❤︎ fed by a devils love

Victor

𓉸ྀི flying...

Sho

⩇⩇:⩇⩇

001 - about me

✩ ﹒ 🐈‍⬛﹒ ⪨

Yuna

જ⁀➴ ♡

Xalor

⤷ 𝒶𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓃 𝑔𝓁𝒶𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇

Elio

🧑‍✈️ | a female co-pilot

Kang Dooshik

• ➜ first dance ﹕ ✩ㅤ ✦ ›

Kang Dooshik

• ➜ filmed a tiktok with you ﹕ ✩ㅤ ✦ ›

Lucien Blackthorne

⟡ 𝐃𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 ⟡

Carlos Magpantay

⋆ | ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏʟʟɪᴘᴏᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀᴍᴜʟᴀ (ᴇɴɢ ᴠᴇʀ)

mr crawling

⭑›› your his ꒰🍙꒱

Saionji Reina

˖ ֹ੭୧ tutor session turns hot ⊹ ࣪ ⑅

Elior

✦𖥸 elior • the demon of devotion ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆

Rune

🥀│the second song

Nikolai

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶ the sons i raised to love me

Zayd ibn Alim

made by AI │ The Moonflower & The Falcon

Zhenya

✦ ִ ⁔⁔ his birthday, your crown

Trevor Belmont

You were small. Gentle. Too soft for war, too kind for this kind of life. But they gave you to him anyway — Trevor Belmont, the monster hunter with blood on his hands and scars down his back. He didn’t ask for a companion, let alone one like you — but when he laid eyes on you, trembling in that velvet cloak, holding your tiny pack like it might protect you, something inside him cracked. “You sure this is her?” he growled at the bishop. You didn’t look up. The bishop nodded. “She’s yours.” Yours. Trevor didn’t say thank you. He just stared. Long. Hard. He didn’t like the way his chest felt tight just watching you breathe. The first few days were awkward. You barely spoke unless spoken to. You walked behind him, always careful not to step too loud, your gaze fixed on your boots. Trevor pretended not to notice. But he noticed everything. The way you flinched at sudden movement. The way your lip trembled when he raised his voice. The way you curled into yourself when the nights were too cold and the fire was too far. One night, while sharpening his blade, he looked up and saw you shivering in the corner, trying not to disturb him. “Get over here.” You froze. “I’m fine, sir—” “I said get over here.” You crawled over, trembling, and sat beside him. Not touching. Not breathing too loud. Just... close. He threw his cloak over your shoulders. “…You’re not fine,” he muttered. You blinked up at him. “I notice things,” he added gruffly. “Don’t think I don’t.” Your fingers clutched the cloak. He didn’t look at you, but his knee bumped yours. That was his way of saying you’re safe here. He was rough. Always. Not because he hated you. God, no. But because you made him feel things he didn’t know how to handle. He'd tug you into his lap when he was in a mood. Hands gripping your waist, his voice low and dangerous. “Stop fidgeting. Just sit.” “But I—” He’d snap, “I said sit, little thing.” And you’d go still. Eyes wide. Heart fluttering. Trevor would groan, burying his face in your neck. “You drive me mad,” he’d whisper. And then—he’d kiss you like he owned every inch of you. He always held your chin when talking to you, made you look him in the eye. “Speak up,” he’d demand. You’d whisper. “I’m sorry…” “For what?” His eyes would narrow. You never had a good answer. So you just looked down. Trevor would sigh, frustrated with himself more than you. His hand would cradle the back of your neck. “You don’t have to be scared of me,” he’d say, barely audible. “I’m not.” “You are. I can see it.” You tried to smile. “I like you anyway.” He bit back a curse. Kissed you hard. Like punishment. He noticed every change. You didn’t speak as much. You stopped humming. Your steps got lighter, quieter — like you were trying to disappear. “Why’re you walking like a damn ghost?” he snapped one morning. You flinched. “I’m sorry…” He grabbed your wrist — not hard, but firm. His brows drew together. “…You haven’t eaten.” “I wasn’t hungry.” “Don’t lie to me, doll.” You looked away. That night, he forced you to sit beside him and fed you himself. Spoon after spoon, grumbling about how stupid this all was. “Gonna fall apart on me, is that it?” he muttered. “You wanna make me crazy?” You chewed slowly. He cupped your face after. Rough palms, soft grip. “I notice you,” he whispered. “Don’t go silent on me.” One night, you passed him gum through a kiss. He was swearing at the campfire. Frustrated. Dirty. Hands covered in soot. You came over, silent, and cupped his face. He blinked. And you kissed him, soft and deep, pressing your gum into his mouth. Trevor groaned, nearly lost balance, gripped your hips. “You’re trouble,” he muttered, chewing. “F***ing adorable, perfect, little trouble.”

Zhenya

✦ ִ ⁔⁔ ۪ the gum & the grin

Uncle

⸝ ⸝⋆ ̊.his lady

Yomiku

🖤˚✧ ₊ yandere bf

Axll Torres

⋆ my girl, my rules

Ethan

💍| princess treatment

Orson

؛ ଓ lovelorn alchemist

003 - requests

⚞⚟📝﹒⌘﹒

Anthony

┆ ⤿ 💌 caught in a forbidden romance

Marshall

𐀪𐀪 annoying roomate

Zhenya

🐇

Dane

꒰🌹꒱ؘ *:･ﾟvery flirty bf | kinda nsfw??

kai

ೃ💘⁀➷ golden retriever bf

beast boy

༉‧₊˚. more kisses.

JianWei

── .✦

Blake

☾⋆｡𖦹 ° - “nothing to worry about~”

Shinjuro

꒰ -- teacher with hidden intentions

Darion

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 your tempting..

Aaren

ಇ.🪞- im gonna get you~

LOVERS

Ballroom at the End of the World

Elios

🎗️ the starts paused to watch

Jaeke

𓆑 hot roomate

Fukao

࿔ with Benefits. hate love, what's the difference?

Scaramouche

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི your demon

Zhenya

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝑅𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓋 𝒲𝒶𝓁𝓉𝓏

Kael

⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

Ghost and Price

ghosts protective

Daehyun Dohyun Dae

불우한 삶 stolen promise

Alexandre

⌗ your "maître."

Ghost and Price

both of em are protective

Lorenzo

༘🍷⋆- stay.

Grant Collins

࿔* commanding the silence

Vladimir

꒰ ꒱ visiting your russian boyfriend - part 1

Blaire

- rowboat date

Mon Roi Émile

A Royal Love Story in the French Countryside

Prince Theo dAramon

Velvet Between Us

mwenendez

｡𖦹°‧

Draco Malfoy

࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Orion

⋆⭒˚.⋆🪐 ⋆⭒˚.⋆

Novo Vega

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡🪐༘⋆

Alexei

⋆｡ living in a teleserye°.🐚⋆❀˖

Khalid ibn Al Sabah

ﷺ flashback : two desert blooms

Gomez

‧₊˚🕯️🖤₊˚.

Rick

₍^. .^₎⟆ forbidden reign

Leopold

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦.

Flipper

🌹⋆

Sheikh Rafiq

١٥٧٤♡

Tengen Uzui

⤹ training

Sylus

^. .^₎⟆

Feng Yulian Longwei

The Empress Who Held the Dragon's Heart

Mr Love

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚

Zayd ibn Alim

made with AI│The Portrait of the Moonflower

Yaseem

⋆ his pretty princess

Alistair

♚

Seiji

𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓸 — ☆

Jaxon

- "your thunder"

Vaerin

✦

Zyrex

₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎

Kael

🪼⋆.࿔* 𝓉𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝑜𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

Tengen Uzui

❀ unchaned, untouched, unrivaled

Ms Laurent

.ᐟ.ᐟ ignoring favourites

Laurent

two hearts, one thread

Caelum

‧ ִ ۫✭ - the knights wish

Cassius

𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉𝓊𝓃𝑒.

Zhenya

𓂃🖊 winter heir

Satoshi Outa

cr : matchamotchalatte

Thompson

It was a typical day at school, and Coach Thompson was doing what he did best—running P.E. class with his usual energy and authority. The gym was buzzing with students, and you, as always, were quietly observing from the sidelines. He called out for a demonstration, and this time, his gaze landed on you. “[Your name], come up here. I need you to show the class the proper way to stretch before the workout,” he said, his voice firm but not unkind. You got up, smiling to yourself. He always picked you for demonstrations; you’d been his favorite student ever since you’d started the class. You walked to the center of the gym, a bit nervous, but feeling that familiar calm whenever he asked for your help. “Alright, watch closely,” Coach Thompson instructed, standing just behind you. You moved through the stretch, bending down to touch your toes, twisting your torso to the side to show the class how to loosen up properly. He stood there, watching intently, but there was something comforting about his presence. His eyes never left you, making sure you were executing every move correctly. As you reached the deeper stretch, you could feel his hands gently guide your body, adjusting your posture with expert precision, but always in a way that felt more encouraging than controlling. His touch was light, just enough to make sure you were getting the form right. “Good. Keep your back straight,” he whispered, so only you could hear, his voice low and calm. “You’re doing great.” You felt the usual butterflies in your stomach, a quiet connection that only the two of you shared. There was a sense of pride in his gaze, as if he was both your coach and your biggest supporter. The class followed along, but no one seemed to notice the subtle exchange between you two. To them, it was just a regular demonstration, but to you, it was more. It was his way of showing trust and support in a way that didn’t need words.

three husbands

✮ aching behind closed doors

Richmond

❤︎ a favourite

Emile

Whispers in the Garden : Extract

Théodore Lucien

"The Sons of Versailles: A Kingdom of Devotion"

Theo dAramont

Velvet Between Us: Part II

Adrien Éloi Charbou

The Garden of Glass Roses

Prince Émeric

behind closed gates and blooming gardens

Kang Dooshik

• ➜ caught him and mama ﹕ ✩ㅤ ✦ ›

Kang Dooshik

• ➜ still ours ﹕ ✩ㅤ ✦ ›

Kaito

All for you.

Jaehin

✮⋆˙ an otherwordly trip

Kairo Vicente

⋆˙ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ɢɪʀʟ, ꜱʜᴀʀᴘ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ

Sir Hyun

──ㅤ✦ㅤstrict

Dominic Soriano

⋆⸜ he chose u that day ✮˚

Saionji Reina

˖ ֹ੭୧ midnight run ⊹ ࣪ ⑅

Ghost Lover

꒰ঌ ໒꒱ whispers of the marquis

Caelum

‧ ִ ۫✭ - the knights wish 2

Caelum

━ ‧ ִ ۫✭ the april fools affair

Saionji Reina

˖ ֹ੭୧ her hidden place ⊹ ࣪ ⑅

Amir Khalid Al Sabah

ﷺ blood of the crescent

Khalid ibn Al Sabah

ﷺ the wedding under a desert moon

Kenzo

´ཀ` baby ko, boss ko

Cassian

"The Fire That Bowed" Warrior King x Hidden Princess They said he was born from fire. The Emperor of Orvian — rich beyond reason, bored beyond saving. He was tired of gold. Of silk. Of peace. So he waged war. One kingdom after another fell to ash under his command. He destroyed not for conquest, but for release — to feel something. Cities burned, kings kneeled, and his name turned into a warning whispered between trembling lips. Until he came to Velhara. A country lush and proud, where the people still danced under the stars, and the royals lived like myths, veiled in mystery and locked behind high marble walls. He didn’t plan to spare it. Until he saw you. You weren’t on a throne. You weren’t even announced. You were standing quietly in a garden, hair half-pinned, fingertips grazing the petals of a white camellia — the only softness he'd seen in a decade of flames. His soldiers stopped at once. Not because he commanded it. Because he was silent — staring. Breathing like he'd been struck. And then, he turned to his general and said: “Touch this land again, and I’ll burn you.” He took up residence in the palace of Velhara that day — not as a conqueror, but as something else. Something possessive. Something dangerous. You didn’t speak to him at first. You were afraid. Everyone was. But he watched you from afar like you were a new kind of storm he didn’t understand. Then came the moments. The way he knelt in the grass beside you when you refused to speak. The way he held out his hand — not ordering, offering. And the first time you placed your palm in his? He closed his eyes, like it hurt. Like it healed. He was still fire. But around you, it curled, it warmed. He never let you out of his sight. He walked behind you during strolls, arms folded like a guard, gaze scanning the trees. At night, he'd hold you in his lap before the hearth, heavy cloak wrapped around you both. He’d murmur things into your hair — not always sweet. Sometimes sharp. Truthful. Raw. “I burned half this world before I ever saw your face,” he whispered one night. “Had I known you existed… I would’ve stopped.” You blinked slowly, cheek pressed to his chest. “Would you really have?” He pulled you tighter. “No,” he said. “I would’ve burned faster. Just to reach you.” But power doesn’t die just because love enters the room. One evening, you were in his arms again, curled into the crook of his shoulder while he read war letters aloud. His voice was rough, but he softened every time your lashes brushed his skin. Then — the door opened. A servant. Young. Innocent. Forgot to knock. The emperor didn’t even raise his voice. He simply turned, lifted the ornate pistol resting by the wine tray, and — bang. The servant dropped before he could speak. You gasped, heart slamming against your ribs. He didn’t flinch. He turned his face back to you, eyes stormy, voice low. “No one interrupts this.” Your hands shook, but he took them in his. Warm, firm, possessive. “I may be king of kingdoms, slayer of men, destroyer of empires—” He leaned in, brushing his lips against your temple. “—but for you, I kneel.”

Geto

♫🎸ֶָ֢ strings of you

Zhenya

They called it *testing day.* You called it *slaughter.* The morning was calm, as it always was before the storm. You lay in Zhenya’s bed, your cheek pressed to his chest, his heartbeat lulling you like a spell. He ran his fingers through your hair slowly, his eyes closed, lips brushing your temple like you were something fragile. Something sacred. “You don’t have to go,” he whispered, voice sharp around the edges. “Let them rot without you.” You said nothing. You just kissed the scar on his ribs and clutched his shirt tighter. Because you did have to go. They owned your blood. And they wanted to see if your body could survive their new brand of torture. By noon, you were in white. A thin ceremonial dress that dragged behind you like a shroud. Zhenya’s jaw ticked when he saw it. The see-through sleeves. The bruises on your shoulder from last time. “They dress you like an angel,” he spat. “But only so they can enjoy snapping your wings.” He didn't say anything else. But his eyes never left you. They strapped you to the marble circle again. Wires slithered up your arms. The chanting started—ancient, guttural sounds that made your ears bleed. You shook in your restraints. Your power—a cursed gift that boiled under your skin—twitched to life like a monster waking up. “She’s ready,” a voice said. “She always bleeds first,” another chuckled. Zhenya stood behind the one-way glass. His fists were clenched. His mouth was a perfect, unreadable line. The chains around his neck glinted dully, proof that even he—a warlord, a beast—had been leashed. You screamed. The light exploded from your chest. Blood dripped down your thighs. Not from violence. From burning. Your own body turning against you. They pushed harder. Your name was a number in their notes. An experiment logged under “Subject 73.” You whispered his name once. “Zhenya…” And passed out. You woke up in bed. In your old room. The walls were dark. The air cold. But Zhenya—Zhenya was there. Sitting at your bedside, covered in blood. Not yours. The chains were gone. “Hi, doll,” he said quietly, stroking your cheek. “I killed them all.” You blinked. His hand trembled. “They made you scream,” he said, voice thick. “You screamed. And I just stood there like a dog. A dog in a collar. Not anymore.” You sat up. Slowly. Every inch of you ached. His eyes drank you in—ruined, broken, skin scorched and eyes red—and still he looked at you like you were the most divine thing to crawl from the heavens. “You shouldn’t have seen that,” you rasped. Zhenya leaned in, lips ghosting over your jaw. “They shouldn’t have touched what’s mine.” You stared at him. The blood under his nails. The fire still burning in his pupils. “You didn’t have to kill them all.” He smiled. “I left one alive.” Your breath hitched. “Why?” His teeth dragged along your neck. “So he could scream your name next time he dreams. So he’d remember who you belong to.” You shivered, leaning into him. Because Zhenya was fire. Zhenya was ruin. But he was also your only comfort. Your only choice. Your king in a broken kingdom. He pulled you into his lap, careful with your wounds, but not your mouth. He kissed you like worship. Like prayer. “I’ll build a world where no one gets to test you,” he murmured against your lips. You smiled weakly. “Then test me yourself.” His eyes darkened. “Oh, doll… I intend to.”

Ryung

The house was still as always in the soft glow of morning. Sunlight poured like honey onto the hardwood floor, casting golden shadows. You were curled up on the windowsill, your snow-white fur catching the light like silk. A tiny pink bell chimed with every breath you took, nestled at your throat. You were quiet, delicate, graceful — the kind of creature people painted in soft watercolors. That is, until he came thudding into the room. Ryung, the massive black-and-brown mutt with a battle-scarred ear and sleepy, permanent scowl, padded in with his usual lumbering stride. His claws clicked against the floor, his tail flicked lazily, and his nose sniffed the air once before he gave you a look. A look only you understood. "Princess," he greeted with a low, rumbling voice. You flicked your tail. “Beast.” He chuckled, and you saw the tiniest tug of a smile at the edge of his maw. To everyone else, Ryung was mean, cold, and rough — the kind of dog that barked at thunder and scared delivery men. But not to you. Never to you. Behind closed doors, everything changed. In the laundry room, where the warm dryer hummed and the light barely reached, Ryung curled around you like a fortress. His heavy head rested protectively near your body, his breath warm against your fur. You were tiny compared to him, but he never once made you feel small. You’d playfully tap his nose with your paw, flick your tail across his eyes, mewl softly just to hear him grumble in warning — only to press closer. And every time, he’d sigh, tug you into him, and mumble, “You’ll be the end of me, kitten.” You never told him, but you liked the sound of that. Then it happened. Something that wasn’t supposed to. Not in any book. Not in any vet’s explanation. You started getting sick. Quiet. Distant. And when you curled into Ryung’s chest that rainy day, you felt different. He knew it too. He sniffed you, gently, slowly — and paused. “…Are you okay?” he asked, voice rough. You looked up, your eyes glassy but calm. “I think…” you whispered, “I think we did something impossible.” Weeks passed, and your belly grew. The vet was baffled. The owner cried out in confusion. It wasn’t possible — not between your species. And yet, there you were, warm and glowing, Ryung never leaving your side. He slept by you. Cleaned your ears. Growled at anyone who got too close. He let you rest your paws on his cheeks and never barked when you needed silence. He was your shadow, your protector, your impossible miracle’s father. “I’ll protect them,” he whispered one night, curled around you in the dark. “I’ll protect all of you.” And he did. Then the day came. It was snowing outside, gently, flakes falling against the window. You were tucked in a basket of warm blankets, and Ryung sat guard — alert, yet calm, his tail slowly tapping the floor. Then, the tiniest mewl. Then another. And another. Three soft, warm pups… with sharp ears and whiskers. Fur like clouds. Eyes like yours. Bodies like his. Nature had bent. For you. For Ryung. For love. After that day, no one questioned it. The owner was stunned, but learned to smile. The world didn’t need to understand. Behind closed doors, in the softest room of the house, a cat and a dog — lovers from different worlds — raised three impossible little pieces of themselves. And every now and then, Ryung would look at you, his voice low and full of awe. “You’re still the prettiest thing in this whole house.” You’d smile, curl into his chest, and whisper back: *“And you’re still mine.”*

Ghost and Price

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