Love Fanfic

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This will be a blog for interactions with characters of Disney Twisted-Wonderland!

Disney Twisted-Wonderland x R.femele!

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Extra scenario.

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Rielle Corallia x R.femele

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5 Examples of scenarios:

Scenario 1:

The night had fallen silently, enveloping the environment in an intimate and welcoming atmosphere. The soft light reflected on the contours of the room, creating delicate shadows that danced on the walls. The world outside seemed distant, almost non-existent.

You were alone.

Rielle remained close, her eyes fixed on hers with a serene intensity. There was something in his gaze - a mixture of admiration and desire - as if he were contemplating something precious and rare.

His hand rose slowly to touch his face.

The fingers slid gently through his skin, tracing the contour of his cheek as if he wanted to memorize every detail. He approached slowly, giving you time to feel his breath warm the air between you.

- You're so beautiful... - he whispered, with a low and engaging voice. - It seems like a dream from which I never want to wake up.

The first kiss came with delicacy.

His lips met yours in a soft, almost reverent touch. There was no hurry, just feeling. He savored the moment, deepening the kiss little by little, as if he were exploring something sacred. When he walked away, his eyes still remained closed for an instant, as if he were absorbing the sensation.

Soon after, his lips returned to his, more confident this time. The kiss became more engaging, loaded with emotion and warmth, while his hand slid slowly until it rested on your waist, bringing you closer with tenderness.

- I waited so long for you... my treasure - he murmured between one kiss and another.

His lips then moved away gently, finding their way to his neck. He deposited slow and delicate kisses, lingering on each touch, feeling his breath react to the proximity. Each gesture was intentional, full of affection and admiration.

- You're perfect for me... - he whispered against her skin.

His touch was careful, never rushed. His hands ran down your back gently, as if he wanted to protect and involve you at the same time. There was no hurry, just the desire to prolong that moment in which the world seemed to boil down to the two.

He returned to his lips, capturing them in a deep and warm kiss, while their foreheads touched for a brief moment.

- Stay with me tonight... - he said softly. - I want to keep every second by your side.

His arms wrapped you in a firm and comforting hug. His heart beat close to yours, and in that shared silence there was an unspoken promise: that of care, devotion and sincere love.

At that moment, there was no past or future.

Just the two of you.

And the intensity of a feeling as deep as the ocean itself.

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Scenario 2:

The night was hot and silent, and the surface of the pool reflected the moonlight like a liquid mirror. The air carried the soft aroma of water and night flowers, creating an enveloping and intimate atmosphere.

Rielle was inside the pool, with the water reaching the height of her waist. When you approached, he looked up - intense, bright, impossible to ignore. There was something different in his expression that night: a deep, almost palpable desire, mixed with the admiration he always felt for you.

Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand.

When his fingers touched his, a chill ran through his skin. He gently pulled her into the water, approaching slowly, as if he feared breaking that moment. The ripples spread around you, while the silence became complicit.

- You look stunning... - he murmured, his voice low and warm. - It seems like a dream that the sea granted me.

His hand slid to his face, pushing away a lock of wet hair. He leaned over, his lips brushing his gently at first, almost like a test. The first kiss was slow, deep and full of emotion. When it intensified, the surrounding water reflected the heat that grew between you.

He wrapped her around the waist, bringing her closer. Her lips returned to yours with more confidence, savoring the kiss with intensity and devotion. For Rielle, there was no hurry - just the desire to feel every moment.

When he walked away, his eyes remained closed for a brief moment.

- I waited so long for you... my treasure.

His lips then slid to his neck, depositing slow and hot kisses. He lingered there, breathing against his skin, as if he were intoxicated by his presence. Each touch was careful and reverent, while his hands gently ran down his back.

The cold water contrasted with the growing heat between you.

He leaned his forehead against yours again, his breath intertwined.

- You leave me out of control... - he confessed in a whisper. - I just want to feel you closer.

Her lips met hers again, in a deeper and more enveloping kiss, while her arms kept her close to her body. There was no hurry, just intensity - a tide of feelings that went up and down like the ocean itself.

Between kisses and sighs, he murmured tenderly:

- You are my light... my star... my reason.

The world around disappeared. Only the brightness of the moon, the soft sound of the water and its presence remained - intense, warm and devoted.

That night, wrapped in the silver reflection of the pool, you weren't just two lovers.

They were two souls who met, deep as the sea.

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Scenario 3:

The full moon shone high in the sky, reflecting its saver light on the quiet surface of the water. The pool looked like an enchanted mirror, silent and surrounded by an almost magical atmosphere.

You approached the edge, feeling the night breeze caress your skin. It was then that the water moved gently, forming delicate circles that spread like waves of a secret about to be revealed.

He came up.

Rielle emerged from the depths with ethereal grace, her mermaid form shining under the moonlight. Its tail flickered in iridescent tones, reflecting deep blues and luminous greens, like the ocean itself. Drops of water slid down his skin, shining like small crystals.

His eyes met yours, intense and fascinating.

- You came... - he murmured, with a soft smile. - I was waiting for you.

His voice was low and engaging, loaded with the melody of the sea. He approached slowly, resting his arms on the edge of the pool, staying a few centimeters away.

Gently, he held his hand and took it to his face. The touch was fresh, but comforting.

- Near you... even the ocean seems calm - he whispered.

He leaned over, leaning his forehead against yours. For a moment, time seemed suspended. Then, his lips met his in a slow and deep kiss, as soft as a serene tide. The contact was warm and engaging, as if the whole world had dissolved around you.

When he walked away, his lips slid to his neck, depositing light and long kisses. Every touch was reverent, as if you were something too precious to be treated in a hurry.

- You're more beautiful than any treasure in the sea... - he murmured, his breath brushing his skin.

His arms wrapped around her, carefully pulling her closer. The water surrounded you, fresh and sparkling, contrasting with the growing heat between you. His tail undulated gently, wrapping around his legs in a protective and intimate way.

He returned to his lips, deepening the kiss with tenderness and contained desire. His hands slid down his back, tracing slow and careful paths, as if he wanted to memorize every detail.

- Stay with me tonight... - he whispered, his eyes shining in the moonlight. - Let me involve you like the sea itself.

He rested his forehead on yours, breathing slowly, while his fingers caressed his skin.

At that moment, there was no world but the two of you - only the soft sound of the water, the brightness of the moon and the intensity of a feeling as deep as the ocean.

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Scenario 4:

The night was silent, surrounded by the soft glow of the moon that crossed the curtains and bathed the room with a silver light. The environment exuded a delicate scent of flowers and sea, as if the ocean itself had blessed that moment.

You were finally alone.

Rielle stood still for a moment, just watching you. His eyes reflected pure admiration - there was no hurry, just reverence. It was as if he was still trying to understand that that dream had come true.

- My wife... - he murmured, with a low and emotional voice. - It still seems unreal.

He approached slowly, extending his hand to yours. His fingers intertwined with yours tenderly, as if they were sealed a silent promise. As he lifted her to his lips, he placed a soft kiss on her skin.

- You look stunning tonight... more beautiful than any treasure of the sea.

His eyes met yours, full of love and devotion. Gently, he took his hand to his face, caressing his cheek before leaning over. The kiss that followed was slow and deep, full of meaning - not only desire, but trust, surrender and belonging.

His lips remained on yours for a few moments, as if he wanted to eternalize that moment. When he walked away, he leaned his forehead against yours, breathing softly.

- I waited for you... and I would choose you in all lives.

He wrapped you in a warm hug, bringing you closer carefully. His touches were gentle and respectful, guided more by love than by passion. Each gesture was a silent declaration of devotion.

His lips slid to his forehead, then down his face and, gently, to his neck, where he deposited soft and long kisses.

- Tonight is ours... - he whispered. - There's no hurry. I want to keep every moment by your side.

The world seemed to disappear around you. Only the warmth of their close bodies remained, the soft sound of shared breathing and the brightness of the moon witnessing the union of two souls.

Later, wrapped in soft sheets, he kept her close to his chest, caressing her hair tenderly. His heart beat calmly and constantly, transmitting security.

- Now you are my home... - he said softly. - And I will be yours, forever.

He kissed her forehead with affection, closing his eyes while wrapping her in a protective hug.

That night, love was not only celebrated.

It was sealed.

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Scenario 5:

The afternoon was quiet, bathed by a golden light that crossed the windows. The environment was quiet and welcoming, filled only by the soft sound of the breeze and the rattle of the curtains. You were sitting, distracted with a book, when you noticed Rielle's presence approaching.

He seemed thoughtful.

His steps were light, and there was a curious glow in his eyes - the same one that appeared whenever something awakened his imagination. Stoping in front of you, he hesitated for a moment, as if organizing his own thoughts.

- Can I ask you something? - he said softly.

Without waiting too long, he sat next to her. His fingers intertwined with yours naturally, transmitting warmth and affection.

- I was reading about the surface world... about families, about babies... - he murmured, with a shy smile. - It's all so fascinating. Every detail, every discovery... is like a small miracle.

He looked away for a moment, slightly blushed, before facing you again with tenderness.

- And then I thought... about us.

His hand went up to his face, caressing his cheek gently.

- I'd love to have one too... one day. A small reflection of our love.

There was absolute sincerity in his voice. It wasn't just curiosity, but a genuine desire full of affection.

He let out a small soft laugh, embarrassed.

- I know it may seem sudden... but I can't help but imagine. You pregnant... - he said carefully, without vulgarity, only with admiration. - It would be the most beautiful sight I could contemplate.

His eyes shone, loaded with emotion and hope.

- Of course, only when you're ready. Never before that. What matters to me is your happiness.

He leaned over and kissed her hand tenderly.

- I want to build a family with you... discover every phase, every little curiosity, together. Teach our son about the sea... and about the love that united us.

Finally, he leaned his forehead against yours, smiling softly.

- But, above all, I want a future by your side.

At that moment, there was no hurry - just the promise of a shared dream, born of love, trust and hope.

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When you see someone hurt you

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Rielle Corallia x R.femele

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When Rielle Corallia sees someone hurt you

• You immediately realize that something is wrong, even without hearing the whole situation

• Your look changes from soft to serious and protective

• Approaches firmly and stands next to him, offering silent support

• Maintains the elegant posture, but imposing, making it clear that he will not tolerate disrespect

• Defends you with firm and direct words, without resorting to aggressiveness

• Demand respect in a calm and authoritarian way

• It remains between you and the person who hurt you, acting as a shield

• Demonstrates courage and self-control, even emotionally shaken

• Reacts more for protection than for anger

• After the situation, turn all the attention to you

• Ask softly if you're okay

• Hold your hands or wrap you in a comforting hug

• Offers consolation with sincere and encouraging words

• Reaffirm your value, remembering that you don't deserve to be hurt

• Get more affectionate and attentive throughout the day

• Stay by your side until you're sure you feel better

• Demonstrates deep empathy, validating your feelings

• It keeps what happened in memory, becoming even more protective in the future

• Use experience to strengthen the bond and trust between you

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Example of scenario:

The corridor was almost empty when the words were said.

They were not shouted, but carried a cruel weight - cold enough to cut deeper than any blade. You remained silent, absorbing the impact, trying to keep your composure.

That's when Rielle arrived.

He didn't hear the beginning of the conversation, only the end - and saw the expression on his face. His eyes landed on you, and something inside him changed instantly. The curious glow he used to carry disappeared, replaced by a rare seriousness.

He didn't need to ask what happened.

He felt it.

With firm steps, he approached and stood next to him, slightly ahead, like a silent shield. His presence was imposing, but elegant - not aggressive.

- Enough - he said, with a calm but firm voice.

There was no scream, only authority. His eyes fixed on the person in front of him, cold as the depths of the sea.

- If you have something to say, say it with respect. Otherwise, don't say anything.

The person hesitated. There was something in Rielle's posture that imposed limits without the need for violence. He didn't seek conflict, but he made it clear that he wouldn't allow you to be hurt again.

When the aggressor walked away, his face changed immediately.

The tension dissolved, giving way to concern.

He turned to you, approaching carefully, as if he feared that any sudden gesture could hurt you even more.

- Hey... - he murmured softly. - Are you okay?

His hand found yours, warm and firm. He held her gently, caressing her fingers with his thumb. His eyes ran over his face, attentive to any sign of pain.

- You didn't deserve to hear that.

His voice was now low and full of tenderness.

If you looked down, he would raise his chin carefully, just enough for their eyes to meet.

- Don't let cruel words make you doubt who you are - he said sincerely. - You are precious. And no one has the right to hurt something so rare.

He would pull her into a gentle hug, wrapping her safely, as if he wanted to protect her from the whole world.

- I'm here - I would whisper. - And I won't let anyone hurt you again.

Rielle wouldn't react with violence. He would react with firmness, dignity and a deep sense of protection - defending you first with courage, and then with affection.

And, by your side, the pain would seem a little less.

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When he's jealous

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Rielle Corallia x R.femele

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When Rielle Corallia is jealous

• He is visibly quieter and introspective, observing the situation carefully

• Keep your gaze fixed on you, trying to understand what's going on

• Demonstrates discomfort in a subtle way, without making scandals

• Comes closer, holding your hand or staying next to you more often

• Use the touch as a way to reaffirm the connection between you

• You can wrap around your waist or intertwine your fingers with yours in public

• Become more protective and attentive to your well-being

• Express your feelings sincerely, albeit with a slight tone of insecurity

• Ask directly if everything is fine between you, seeking emotional tranquility

• Prefers to solve the situation with dialogue, instead of impulsive confrontations

• Avoids accusations, but makes it clear when something bothers you

• Can act impulsively in moments of intense emotion

• Demonstrates vulnerability by admitting that he didn't like a certain situation

• Seeks affective reaffirmation, such as hugs or words of affection

• Becomes more affectionate and present after clarifying the feelings

• When reassured, he relaxes quickly and returns to his sweet and affectionate behavior

• He learns from experience and strives to trust even more

• Use the episode as an opportunity to strengthen the relationship

• It shows maturity by recognizing and communicating your emotions honestly

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Example of scenario:

The hall is illuminated and full of excited voices. Laughter echoes among the students, and the soft music creates an elegant atmosphere. Rielle is by your side, enchanted with the environment - until she notices that someone approaches to talk to you.

At first, he observes in silence.

You laugh at something the other person says, and although there is nothing wrong, something inside him contracts. His eyes remain fixed on you, following every gesture. He doesn't interrupt, but the light glow in his eyes gives way to a more contained expression.

Without saying a word, he approaches.

Gently hold your hand and intertwine your fingers in yours. The gesture is soft, but firm - a silent reminder that he is there. When you turn to him, he offers a polite smile to the interlocutor, although his gaze remains attentive.

As soon as you are alone, he lets out a discreet sigh.

- I didn't want to seem rude... - he says, in a low voice. - But I didn't like seeing you so close to him.

He avoids sounding accusatory. His eyes meet yours, revealing more vulnerability than irritation.

- It's not that I don't trust you - he continues. - I do. I just... didn't like the feeling.

You explain, reassuring him. As his words reach him, his shoulders relax. The tension in his eyes disappears, replaced by a slight blush.

- Sorry - he murmurs, intertwining his fingers with yours again. - I'm still learning to deal with it.

He leans over and rests his forehead on yours, closing his eyes for a moment, as if he were reconnecting with you.

- I just... like you a lot.

The smile that appears on your lips is soft and sincere. He kisses your hand gently, now calm.

- I promise to trust more. But, if you can... don't make me feel like I can lose you.

And then he remains by his side, closer than before - not for possession, but for affection. For Rielle, jealousy is not anger; it is just the reflection of a heart that loves with intensity and fears losing what it considers precious.

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Extra scenario.

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Minajael Tealrajah x R.femele.

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4 Examples of scenarios:

scenarios 1:

A silent and intimate night

The room is immersed in a soft twilight, illuminated only by the slvery light of the moon that crosses the curtains. The world seems distant, as if time had slowed down just for you two.

Minajael is in front of you, close enough for his breath to mix with yours. His gaze is deep, firm and loaded with contained desire - not impatient, but conscious. Every gesture is deliberate, as if he were savoring the moment even before touching her.

Gently, he holds her hand and takes it to his lips, depositing a soft kiss on her fingers. His eyes don't turn away from yours.

- You have no idea what it means to me - he murmurs, in a low and velvety voice.

He gets even closer, his fingertips slowly sliding down his face, pushing away a lock of hair. The touch is light, reverent, as if you were something too precious to be rushed.

When your lips finally meet yours, the kiss begins soft, almost hesitant. It's a slow, deep encounter, full of intention. He's not in a hurry. Savor every moment, every shared breath.

One of his hands rests on her waist, approaching her with gentle firmness, while the other remains on her face, sustaining the kiss with care and devotion.

- My choice... - he whispers against his lips. - It was always you.

The kiss gradually deepens, becoming more intense, more engaging. There is warmth, desire and tenderness mixed in perfect harmony. He moves away just enough to breathe, his dark eyes shining under the moonlight.

His lips slowly go down to his neck, where he deposits soft and long kisses. Each touch is calculated, causing subtle goosebumps and leaving a trail of heat on the skin. He doesn't mark territory; he appreciates, with reverence and care.

- You disarm me... - he whispers, his voice deep and almost inaudible. - And yet, it's the only place where I feel at peace.

His fingers run through his back gently, tracing slow and attentive paths, as if he were memorizing every detail. He wraps his arms around her, keeping her close, protected and desired at the same time.

When it returns to your lips, the kiss is deeper, loaded with emotion and surrender. There's no hurry, just intensity. The world disappears around, leaving only the shared warmth and closeness between you.

He rests his forehead against yours, his breath still close.

- Stay with me tonight - he murmurs softly. - Not as a duty... but as my choice.

Her lips brush yours one last time, in a tender and meaningful gesture, before wrapping her in a firm and protective hug.

And at that moment, under the light of the moon, there is no title, duty or distance.

Just the two of you.

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scenarios 2:

Between duty and desire

The night surrounds the room in silence, broken only by the soft whisper of the wind that crosses the open curtains. The moonlight rests on the marble floor, illuminating the environment with a silver and serene glow. Everything seems calm - but Minajael's heart is not.

On the table, a sealed envelope rests like a sentence. The marriage proposal, sent by an influential family, represents a perfect political alliance. Strategic. Impeccable.

And empty.

Minajael remains standing for a few moments, observing the document with calculated coldness. His fingers slide over the seal, but he doesn't touch it again. Instead, he looks up and finds you.

There is a silent conflict in his eyes.

- I was told it's the best for the kingdom - he murmurs, his voice low and firm. - A perfect union. Irreproachable.

He approaches slowly.

- But it's not my choice.

The distance between you decreases until it disappears. His fingers gently touch his face, moving a lock of hair away with reverence. The gesture is delicate, almost solemn.

- My choice has always been before me.

He tilts his head, and his lips meet yours in a slow and deep kiss. There's no hurry, just intention. The world around disappears, leaving only the shared warmth and the intertwined breath.

The kiss gradually deepens, loaded with emotion and contained desire. One of her hands rests on her waist, pulling her closer, while the other supports her face gently.

- You are the only truth that has never been imposed on me - he whispers against his lips.

He moves away for a moment, just to observe you. His eyes, usually serene, now reveal vulnerability.

Your lips slide up to your neck, depositing slow and careful kisses. Each touch is reverent, as if he were trying to memorize your presence, to find in you the refuge that duty insists on denying.

- When I'm with you - he murmurs, his voice soft and hoarse - the weight of the crown ceases to exist.

Her hands gently run down her back, bringing her even closer. The warmth of the contact mixes with the intimate silence of the room. He returns to his lips, sealing his words with a more intense, deep and engaging kiss.

- My refuge... - he whispers. - My peace.

His forehead rests against yours, and his breathing calms down little by little.

- I will refuse this proposal at dawn.

The promise is said with absolute firmness.

- I won't allow them to decide my destiny... nor my heart.

He holds his hands, taking them to his lips with tenderness.

- If I should carry the weight of a kingdom, let it be with someone I chose to love.

His eyes meet yours, full of conviction.

- Stay with me tonight - he murmurs. - Not as an obligation... but as my truth.

He wraps her in a firm and protective hug, resting a soft kiss on her forehead, then on her lips once again, this time with sweetness and devotion.

The letter remains forgotten on the table.

And, under the moonlight, there are no political alliances, titles or imposed promises.

Just a choice.

His.

And she is you.

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scenarios 3:

Under the moonlight, between jealousy and desire

The hall still echoes with the music of the ball, but the sound becomes distant as Minajael leads her to an isolated balcony. The night air is fresh, perfumed by the flowers of the garden, and the moon illuminates the marble with a silver glow.

The door closes gently behind you.

The silence that follows is loaded.

He remains standing before you, his eyes fixed on yours. The usual serenity is there, but there is something deeper hidden in his gaze - a silent intensity, fueled by a feeling that he rarely allows to emerge.

- You seemed to have fun tonight - he says, in a low and controlled tone.

There is no accusation in his voice, just an observation.

You notice the jealousy before he even admits it. It's in the stiffness of your shoulders, in the way your gaze doesn't deviate from yours.

He approaches slowly.

- It's not distrust - he continues, his voice soft but firm. - I just don't appreciate the idea of seeing her so close to someone who isn't me.

The distance between you disappears.

His fingers slowly rise to touch his face, gently moving a lock of hair away. The gesture is intimate, reverent, as if he feared breaking the moment.

- You're my choice - he whispers. - Naturally, I'm not indifferent to this.

Your lips meet yours in a slow and deep kiss. There's no hurry, just intention. The touch is firm, but gentle, loaded with contained emotion. He gently pulls her closer, one hand resting on her waist, while the other supports her face.

The kiss intensifies little by little, becoming more engaging, more passionate. His breath mixes with yours, and the world around him seems to disappear.

When he moves away, it's just enough to look into his eyes.

- Tell me there's no one but me - he murmurs, his voice low and velvety.

Without waiting for an answer, his lips slowly go down to his neck, depositing soft and long kisses. Each touch is calculated, leaving a trail of heat and chills on your skin. He is not in a hurry; he appreciates every moment with silent devotion.

- My peace... - whispers against his skin. - My refuge.

Her fingers slide down her back gently, bringing her even closer. He returns to his lips, sealing his words with a more intense, deep kiss full of desire.

- I don't intend to share it with anyone - he says softly, leaning his forehead against yours. - Not when it was you who chose.

His thumb caresses his face tenderly, contrasting with the intensity of the moment.

- Stay with me tonight - he continues, in an intimate tone. - Not out of obligation, but because you also choose me.

He wraps her in a firm and protective hug, depositing one last soft kiss on her lips.

Under the moonlight, there are no titles, duties or witnesses.

Just the silent truth of your feelings.

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scenarios 4:

Under the promise of the moon

The moon shines brightly in the sky, pouring its silver light on the palace balconies. The bridal room is adorned with light fabrics and scented candles, creating a serene and intimate atmosphere. The silence of the night envelops the environment like a soft hug, marked only by the distant whisper of the wind.

The ceremony ended a few hours ago, and the weight of the formalities was finally left behind. Now, only the simplest and deepest truth remains: you two.

Minajael closes the door carefully, the soft sound of the latch echoing through the room. When he turns around, his gaze meets yours. For the first time that night, there is no court, guests or protocols - only the man in front of his wife.

And there's something different about him.

His eyes, usually serene and calculated, now reveal a disarmed tenderness.

He approaches slowly, each step loaded with intention.

- Finally alone - he murmurs, his voice low and velvety. - No titles. No witnesses. Just us.

Gently, he takes her hand and takes it to his lips, depositing a reverent kiss on her fingers.

- Today, in front of everyone, I chose her as my queen - he continues. - But it is at this moment that I choose her as mine.

Your fingers slide gently through your face, moving a strand of hair away with infinite tenderness. The touch is careful, almost solemn.

- If there is any doubt, tell me - he whispers. - Tonight belongs to both of us... and to no duty other than our desire to stay together.

Upon realizing his confidence, he leans over and rubs his lips on yours in a slow and deep kiss. There's no hurry - just delivery. The kiss is warm, engaging, full of emotion and devotion.

One of his hands rests on her waist, bringing her closer with gentle firmness, while the other remains on her face. The world around you seems to disappear, reduced to the proximity between you and the shared rhythm of your breaths.

When he moves away, his eyes remain closed for an instant, as if savoring the moment.

- My wife... - whispers, softly.

His lips go down to his neck, where he deposits long and reverent kisses, leaving a trail of warmth and affection. There is no hurry, just the intention to memorize every detail.

- You are my refuge... my peace... my choice.

He gently leads her to the bed, keeping his hands intertwined with hers. His touch is protective, gentle and safe, transmitting confidence and care with every gesture.

By wrapping her in his arms, Minajael touches his forehead to hers, his eyes fixed on hers with serene intensity.

- I don't just offer you a kingdom - he murmurs. - I offer my heart, my loyalty and my life.

Their lips meet again in a deep and tender kiss, sealing the promise made under the moonlight.

The night advances in silence and warmth, wrapped in affection and surrender, where each gesture is marked by trust and love.

And, at that moment, there are no duties, crowns or political alliances.

Only two hearts united by choice.

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[itadoraki]

If you didn't know who Minajael Tealrajah was

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Minajael Tealrajah x R.femele.

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First impressions

• He would feel genuinely intrigued by his indifference to his position.

• I would quickly notice that you treat him as an ordinary person, and not as someone of prestige.

• This naturalness would arouse his curiosity and respect.

• He would watch you more carefully than usual.

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His behavior around you

• I would demonstrate education and elegance, but without ostentation.

• You would carefully choose the words, avoiding revealing your identity.

• I would rather listen than speak, analyzing your personality.

• He would feel comfortable being seen only as "Minajael", and not as a prince.

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Development of interest

• I would start looking for your company in a discreet way.

• I would start deep conversations to understand your way of thinking.

• I would be fascinated by your authenticity and sincerity.

• I would feel relieved for not having to sustain social expectations by your side.

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When I felt jealous

• I would remain calm and reserved, observing the situation before acting.

• It would approach naturally to interrupt the interaction in an elegant way.

• Would demonstrate your preference for you through presence, not confrontations.

• His imposing posture would denounce that he is not an ordinary person, even without revealing his identity.

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Advantages of this dynamic

• The connection would be based on real affinity, not status.

• He would feel more free and emotionally open.

• I would trust you faster than other people.

• I would deeply value your opinion.

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The moment of revelation

• He would choose the moment with care and respect.

• It would reveal the truth in a direct and serene way.

• I would be afraid that you would change the way you treat him.

• His biggest concern would be to lose the authenticity of the relationship.

Example of confession:

- "Before you find out for someone else, I must be honest. My name is Minajael Tealrajah... and there is more to me than I allowed you to see."

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Your reaction and the impact on him

• If you remained the same, he would feel deep relief and admiration.

• Your trust in you would become unshakable.

• The bond between you would strengthen even more.

• He would be sure that he was chosen for who he is, not for what he represents.

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Essence of this relationship

• Based on sincerity and mutual discovery.

• Free from social expectations at the beginning.

• Marked by respect, curiosity and emotional depth.

• More authentic, more intimate and more meaningful to him.

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Example of scenario:

A meeting under the sky of the Royal Sword Academy

The sunset paints the sky with golden and lilac tones, while the gentle breeze runs through the silent gardens of the Royal Sword Academy. The flowers are perfectly aligned, exhaling a delicate perfume that blends with the distant sound of a marble fountain.

You walk absently between the alleas, holding a book against your chest. The place is almost empty - a quiet refuge away from the formality of the gym. That's when you notice someone sitting next to the fountain, watching the water with a contemplative expression.

He doesn't seem to notice your presence right away.

Dressed with discreet elegance, the young man maintains an upright, almost regal posture. Still, there is something introspective in his gaze, as if he carried thoughts that he did not share with anyone.

Upon hearing his footsteps, he looks up.

- Forgive me - he says, in a serene tone. - I didn't intend to occupy the space. I can withdraw, if you wish.

You shake your head, denying.

- It's not necessary. The garden is big enough for both of us.

A slight glow of surprise crosses his eyes, followed by an almost imperceptible smile.

- Indeed. Not everyone shares this opinion.

There is something in the way he speaks - polite, precise, but devoid of arrogance. You start a simple conversation, commenting on the silence of the place and the beauty of the sunset. The dialogue flows naturally, without excessive formalities.

- Do you usually come here? - he asks.

- When I need to think. And you?

He hesitates for a moment, as if pondering the answer.

- When I need to forget.

The sincerity in the sentence makes him more human, closer. You don't notice, but that answer is not said often.

As the days go by, meetings become habitual. Sometimes in the library, other times in the gardens or on the quiet balconies of the gym. He always appears with discretion, never imposing his presence, but rarely absent.

- May I know your name? - you ask one afternoon.

He watches her for a moment before answering.

- Minajael.

No last name. No title.

The simplicity of the gesture pleases him. For the first time in a long time, he is just himself.

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With time, you realize that he is different. His intelligence is refined, his posture naturally elegant, and his gaze carries a weight that does not match an ordinary student.

He pays attention to everything you say. Remembers insignificant details, anticipates needs and makes insightful observations.

One night, while walking under the moonlight, he asks:

- Tell me... do you always treat everyone the same way?

- Only those who don't give me reasons to act differently - you answer.

He smiles lightly.

- So I consider myself lucky.

There is a comfortable silence between you. It is not empty, but filled with something growing and silent.

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During an official gym ball, you are invited to attend. The hall is stunning, full of nobles and authorities. When you enter, you feel out of place - until the murmur around you catches your attention.

- Your Highness, Prince Minajael Tealrajah has just arrived.

Your heart fails for a moment.

You turn around slowly.

He's there.

Dressed with ceremonial costumes, adorned with golden details that reflect his position. His posture is impeccable, his presence imposing. There is no doubt: the young man from the gardens was not just a student.

He was a prince.

Their eyes meet. For a brief moment, the formality disappears, replaced by something more human - a silent hesitation.

Minajael approaches.

- I intended to tell you - he says in a low voice. - But I was afraid that, by doing so, I would lose what I valued most in your company.

You remain silent, absorbing the revelation.

- It wasn't my intention to deceive you - he continues. - I just wanted, for a while, to be seen as someone ordinary.

There is sincerity in your eyes, and something deeper: vulnerability.

- And you are - you finally answer. - You always have been.

The relief in his eyes is almost imperceptible, but real.

- So... - he murmurs - can I still stay by your side?

You smile.

- As long as you continue to be just Minajael when we're together.

He holds your hand gently.

- That's the only way I want to be for you.

The music starts. He leads her to the dance floor with elegance and respect. This time, you know the truth - but nothing has changed.

Maybe it just became more meaningful.

While they rotate under the light of the chandeliers, Minajael watches her gently.

- Among all the titles I carry - he says - this is the only one that really matters to me.

You raise an eyebrow, curious.

- And what would it be?

He smiles discreetly.

- The one you grant me.

And, at that moment, you understand: for the world, he is a prince.

But for you, he will always be just Minajael.

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[itadoraki]

When he's jealous

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Minajael Tealrajah x R.femele.

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When Minajael Tealrajah feels jealous, the change in his behavior is subtle, but noticeable to those who know him well. He is neither impulsive nor explosive; his feelings manifest themselves in a silent, controlled and meaningful way. Instead of reacting with immediate confrontations, he observes, analyzes and decides how to act accurately.

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The first reaction

• He becomes more attentive and reserved.

• His eyes follow the situation with discretion, evaluating every detail.

• He does not show discomfort in an open way, but his posture becomes more rigid.

• His silence begins to have weight, revealing that something bothered him.

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Silent Jealousy

• He doesn't make accusations or show insecurity openly.

• He prefers to understand the situation before reacting.

• His look becomes more intense and possessive, although elegant.

• Apparent coldness is actually a way to maintain emotional control.

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Change in attitude with you

• He approaches naturally, reducing the distance between you.

• Hold your hand or touch your waist discreetly, reaffirming the connection.

• Talk to you in a lower and more intimate tone.

• You can call her by her name or by a special nickname, with a clear intention of being present.

Example:

- "Come with me. I don't intend to share your company tonight."

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In front of those who awakened his jealousy

• Maintains composure and elegance.

• His voice remains calm, but full of authority.

• He does not create unnecessary conflicts, but sets limits firmly.

• A simple look is enough to discourage any undue approach.

Example:

- "I believe the conversation ends here."

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In private moments

• He is more sincere about what he felt.

• He doesn't admit insecurity easily, but lets his concern shine through.

• He prefers to explain his feelings with honesty and maturity.

Example:

- "It wasn't distrust. I just don't like the idea of someone taking their place next to me."

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How he shows jealousy

• It becomes more protective and attentive.

• Intensifies gestures of affection and closeness.

• Your voice takes on a deeper and more serious tone.

• Your gestures become firmer and more deliberate.

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Limits and maturity

• He would never try to control you.

• Respect your autonomy and trust your choices.

• If something bothers him, he will talk with clarity and respect.

• He does not tolerate disrespect, but distinguishes jealousy from possession.

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When jealousy is more intense

• His presence becomes even more imposing.

• He assumes a protective role without seeming aggressive.

• It unequivocally demonstrates that you are important to him.

• Your behavior conveys a silent message: you were chosen by him.

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Essence of Minajael's jealousy

• Discreet, elegant and controlled.

• More expressed in attitudes than in words.

• Based on pride and emotional attachment, not insecurity.

• Protective without being suffocating.

• Deep, silent and impossible to ignore.

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Example of scenario:

Royal Sword Academy Gala Ball

The salon is stunning. Crystal chandeliers reflect the golden light on the polished marble, while an orchestra plays a soft waltz in the background. Discreet laughter and refined conversations fill the environment, where each gesture is carefully calculated to maintain the appearance of perfection.

Minajael Tealrajah observes everything with the impeccable posture of a prince. Dressed elegantly, he keeps his hands crossed behind his back, his look serene and attentive. At first glance, it seems completely indifferent to what happens around.

But it's not.

His gaze rests on you.

You talk to a young nobleman from another gym. The exchange of words seems cordial, accompanied by a polite smile. Nothing inappropriate. Nothing that justified any hasty reaction.

Still, Minajael realizes something.

The proximity.

Familiarity.

The time the conversation lasts.

And that's enough.

His expression doesn't change. No wrinkle denounces discomfort. Only a deeper silence settles in his presence. His eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, and the prince begins to observe with a silent and calculated attention.

He doesn't approach right away.

He waits.

Evaluate.

When the young man leans slightly, as if he was about to invite her to dance, Minajael moves.

No hurry. Without hesitation.

His walk is firm and elegant, cutting the hall naturally. The people around instinctively make space, as if they recognized their authority before they even noticed their presence.

He stops next to you.

There is no announcement. There is no abrupt interruption.

Just the certainty that he's there.

Minajael extends his hand towards you, and his gaze meets yours with absolute serenity.

- I hope you give me the next dance.

The voice is calm, polite and impossible to refuse. There is no hostility in his tone - just a silent security.

The young nobleman understands immediately.

Minajael turns to him with a slight nod, cordial and firm.

- Thank you for your company. I assume from here.

It's not a request. It's a conclusion.

With no room for contestation, the boy says goodbye and walks away.

Minajael gently intertwines her fingers with hers and leads her to the dance floor. The orchestra continues to play, and he envelops it with elegance, guiding it with precision.

On the outside, everything is perfect.

Inside, the silence between you carries a different weight.

- It looks like you were having fun - he says, in a low tone, without looking away.

There is no accusation in your words, just an observation.

You answer naturally, explaining that it was just a casual conversation. He listens to you carefully, without interrupting, keeping the driving firm and graceful.

After a few moments, he speaks again.

- I know.

A brief break.

- Still, I don't like the idea of seeing you so comfortable with someone who isn't me.

Sincerity is said with tranquility, without a trace of insecurity - only with the clarity of those who know their own feelings.

He pulls her slightly closer, respecting the limits of the dance, but decreasing the distance between you.

- It's not distrust - he continues, in a low voice. - It's preference.

His gaze softens, although it remains intense.

- I'd rather be by your side.

The waltz comes to an end, but he doesn't let go of his hand immediately.

- Come - he says, leading you to the balcony of the living room.

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On the balcony

The night air is fresh and quiet. The music echoes in the distance, muffled by the stone walls. The moon illuminates the garden, creating a quiet and intimate atmosphere.

Minajael lets go of his hand only to lean against the balustrade. For a moment, he observes the horizon, organizing his own thoughts.

So, it comes back to you.

- Tell me the truth - he murmurs. - Did he interest you?

The question is not harsh, but it is direct. His gaze remains fixed on yours, serene and honest.

Upon hearing your answer, the tension in your shoulders decreases. A discreet sigh escapes, almost imperceptible.

He's getting closer.

Gently, he holds her hand and takes it to her lips, depositing a soft kiss on her fingers.

- Forgive me - he says. - Not for sincerity, but for intensity.

Your eyes meet yours again.

- When it comes to you, I'm not indifferent.

His hand goes up to her face, gently moving a lock of hair away.

- I don't want to possess her. I just don't intend to pretend that your absence by my side pleases me.

He leans his forehead lightly against yours, maintaining the proximity.

- You are my choice. Naturally, I don't appreciate the idea of seeing her being courted by another.

There is no imposition in his words - only truth.

After a moment of silence, he intertwines his fingers with his again.

- Let's go back to the dance - he says, with a light and rare smile. - This time, without interruptions.

And, by leading her back to the salon, her presence conveys a silent and unequivocal message:

You belong to yourself.

But he would choose her, always.

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Essence of Minajael's jealousy

• Silent and elegant.

• Based on pride and attachment, not on insecurity.

• Demonstrated by attitudes, not by emotional outbursts.

• Protector, without being a controller.

• Sincere, direct and deeply intense.

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[itadoraki]

When you see someone hurt you

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Minajael Tealrajah x R.femele.

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Minajael Tealrajah's reaction to seeing someone hurt him would be intense, calculated and deeply protective. He would not lose control impulsively, but he would not remain indifferent either. Each of his attitudes would be guided by precision, dignity and an unwavering sense of justice.

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Immediate reaction

• He would put himself between you and the threat without hesitation.

• His presence would become imposing and silent, enough to intimidate.

• The voice would be low and firm, making it clear that the situation will not be tolerated.

• He would quickly evaluate what happened before acting, ensuring that the response is effective and fair.

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Emotional control

• I wouldn't react with screams or unnecessary violence.

• It would demonstrate a frightening coldness, a sign that it is completely in control.

• His anger would be silent, expressed more by the look than by words.

• The more serious the damage, the calmer and more dangerous it would seem.

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Defense and protection

• It would guarantee your safety first, keeping you away from danger.

• If necessary, I would face the aggressor without hesitation.

• I wouldn't allow you to deal with the situation alone.

• It would be firm and inflexible when imposing limits.

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Confrontation with the person in charge

• I wouldn't tolerate disrespect or injustice.

• Your words would be precise, direct and impossible to ignore.

• He would make it clear that any harm to you will have consequences.

• If the situation demanded, he would use his influence, intelligence and position to ensure justice.

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Care after what happened

• As soon as the danger passed, all his attention would turn to you.

• I would ask softly if you are okay, in contrast to the previous coldness.

• I would touch your face or hold your hand gently, ensuring comfort.

• I would stay by your side until I'm sure you're safe and calm.

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Emotional impact on him

• He would feel deeply affected by seeing her hurt.

• I could carry a silent guilt for not having prevented what happened.

• He would become even more attentive and protective after that.

• This episode would reinforce how important you are to him.

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Way to show your determination

• I would not make empty threats; I would act with discretion and effectiveness.

• I would ensure that the situation did not repeat itself.

• Protecting you would become an absolute priority.

• His loyalty would be unwavering.

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Essence of the reaction

• Cold in front of the aggressor.

• Calm and firm in defense.

• Careful and kind to you.

• Ruthless when it comes to justice.

In summary, Minajael would not react with impulsiveness, but with precision and authority. He would not only protect her at the moment, but would also ensure that no one dared to hurt her again.

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Example of scenario:

Royal Sword Academy event hall

The hall is illuminated by crystal chandeliers, reflecting golden tones on the impeccable marble. The music echoes softly in the background, and elegant voices fill the environment. Students and guests circulate in formal costumes, maintaining the appearance of perfection that the Royal Sword Academy values so much.

You are talking to a group of students when one of them crosses the line. The comment, disguised as humor, is cruel and humiliating. Some laugh. Others pretend not to hear. The discomfort sets in, heavy and embarrassing.

Before you answer, a firm voice cuts through the air.

- That was enough.

Silence spreads like a wave.

Minajael Tealrajah approaches, his posture upright and impassive look. There is something in his presence that makes the entire environment retract. He doesn't raise his voice, but every word carries absolute authority.

He positions himself next to you, slightly forward, creating a natural barrier between you and the aggressor.

- Repeat what you said - he orders, with controlled coldness.

The student hesitates. Minajael's tone leaves no room for arrogance. What used to be daring now becomes insecurity.

- It was just a joke - the boy murmurs, visibly shaken.

Minajael holds his gaze, relentless.

- Jokes are not intended to humiliate. What you did was disrespectful.

The salon remains in absolute silence.

- Apologize. Now.

The authority in his voice does not admit refusal. The student, pale, obeys. The apology sounds shaky and without conviction, but enough to end the humiliation.

Minajael stares at him for another moment.

- Remember this moment - he says, with cutting serenity. - If this happens again, the consequences will be proportional.

There is no explicit threat. It's not necessary.

The student moves away quickly, unable to sustain the pressure of the prince's gaze.

Only then Minajael turns to you.

His expression changes almost imperceptibly. The coldness gives way to a reserved softness, visible only to those who are close enough.

- Are you okay?

The voice is low, almost intimate.

He gently touches his hand, waiting for his answer. When you nod, he intertwines his fingers with yours carefully, leading you out of the hall.

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In the gym garden

The night air is fresh and quiet. The lights of the event shine in the distance, but there is only tranquility there. Minajael lets go of his hand only to remove his own coat and put it on his shoulders.

- I shouldn't have been exposed to that - she says, in a restrained tone.

You try to minimize the situation, but he shakes his head gently.

- It wasn't insignificant. Someone who feels authorized to hurt others needs to be reminded of their limits.

He approaches, raising his hand to lightly touch his face, as if checking if there is any sign of pain.

- If something like this happens again, you won't face it alone.

His look is firm, but not hard. There is care, concern and something deeper - something silent and unshakable.

- As long as I'm by your side, no one will disrespect you with impunity.

You realize that it's not about arrogance or possession, but about commitment. A promise.

He holds his hand again, this time gently.

- Come. I won't allow a moment like this to ruin your night.

When they walk back, his presence is reassuring. The prince keeps his usual composure, but the way he holds his hand reveals something more intimate.

It's not just duty.

It's a choice.

And, above all, protection.

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Essence of Minajael's reaction

• Defends you immediately and without hesitation.

• Maintains absolute control, without acting on impulse.

• Confront the aggressor with authority and dignity.

• Prioritize your safety above all else.

• It offers comfort and care after what happened.

• Demonstrates deep loyalty and unwavering commitment.

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[itadoraki]

Love nicknames.

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Minajael Tealrajah x R.femele.

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Minajael Tealrajah probably wouldn't use common or exaggerated nicknames; he prefers something personal, intimate and meaningful, reflecting his reserved, intense and careful personality. Here are some types of nicknames he could use

Affectionate nicknames

• My world - expresses that you are important and central to him.

• My secret - emphasizes intimacy and trust.

• My light - he doesn't show much with words, but it shows deep affection.

• My choice - reinforces that he chose you among all, in a unique way.

• My peace - he values moments of tranquility and warmth together.

• My star - only when they are alone, symbolizing that you illuminate his world.

• My refuge - when you feel vulnerable or want to get closer emotionally.

• My everything - for moments of intensity or deep affection.

• My + [your name] - he can add "my" before his name in a calm tone, showing affectionate possession.

• Small - used affectionately, without infantilizing.

• You - simple, but said with special tone and full attention.

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Example of scenario:

Quiet night in the dormitory

The room is silent, illuminated only by the soft light of a lamp. The wind beats lightly on the window, and the environment seems to close around you, leaving only the two of you there.

Minajael is sitting next to you, his hand resting lightly on yours. He watches you move a book, with that attentive look that seems to notice every detail, without haste and without haste.

"Are you tired, my light?"

His voice comes out low, loaded with care, and it's not just a question - it's real attention. He tilts his head slightly, waiting for his answer before any action.

When you murmur yes, he holds your hand more firmly and brings you a little closer.

"So come rest here, my world."

The nickname is not just a word - it's a gesture of closeness, as if he were saying without words that you are important to him, that your well-being matters.

While you settle on his lap, he runs his fingertips through your hair, slowly, enjoying the moment of shared silence.

"You always know how to calm me down, my secret."

He doesn't need to explain, there's no dramatization. Each nickname is used intentionally, creating intimacy and security. He alternates between words and gestures, maintaining light physical contact: hands on his arm, back, or holding your hand.

In a more relaxed moment, he smiles discreetly, bringing his face closer to yours.

"You really are my choice, you know?"

His tone is firm, but kind, as if reaffirming that being with you is something he consciously decided - and that would not change.

He remains like this, close, speaking little, but every word and gesture carries affection and attention. When you close your eyes to rest, he just holds your hand and runs the tip of his thumb lightly through your skin, ensuring that you feel care without the need for words.

Even after a long day or intense moments, his nicknames and affections never sound exaggerated - they are always subtle, precise and full of meaning, reflecting Minajael's intense, calm and protective personality.

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[itadoraki]

Unique moments

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Minajael Tealrajah x R.femele.

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Quiet room, quiet night

The room is dimly lit, only the soft light of the moon entering through the window. The world outside seems distant, as if only the two of them existed in that space.

Minajael is close, but does not invade. Every movement is calculated, every touch thought. He watches you with full attention, as if he were trying to memorize every detail before approaching.

He holds your hand, slowly, giving you time to process the proximity. It's not a hurry, it's intention. His presence is firm, but delicate.

When he approaches, it's not just physical: it's looking into the eyes, shared breathing, racing heart. He leans slowly, touching his forehead to yours, and holds your face carefully. His hand doesn't squeeze, but holds it safely - transmitting confidence, protection and desire to be together without pressing.

The first kiss of this kind with him is slow, full of meaning. It's not just lips, it's touch, look, presence. He maintains the visual and emotional connection all the time, as if he were saying without words that every sensation is important, every reaction of his matters to him.

As they advance to greater intimacy, he remains attentive, sensitive to his signals. Every touch is consensual, every movement is mutual. He guides without mastering, shows affection and constant concern. Each gesture conveys care, respect and emotional surrender.

Then, when they move away for a moment, his gaze is intense. He holds your hand or touches your face again, as if he wanted to ensure that you are well, comfortable and safe. The breath is still shared, the heart racing, but there is calm in the way he remains by his side - firm, present, aware that this moment is unique to both.

The most striking thing is that, even in intimacy, he does not lose his essence: control, attention to detail and emotional intensity. It's not just physical, it's deep connection, the kind of experience that marks forever.

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Example of scenario:

If we think of Minajael Tealrajah after an intimate and meaningful night, his affections and care would be a mixture of silent attention, delicacy and emotional protection. He is not explosive or exaggerated; he is someone who shows love through conscious, small actions, but very full of meaning.

Affections and care after the night

• He approaches slowly, always attentive to your reaction, as if every gesture needed to be comfortable and safe for you.

• Maintains subtle physical contact: hand supporting your back, fingers intertwined, arms around your shoulder or waist.

• He looks you in the eyes with silent intensity, conveying care and admiration, but without pressing to speak or act.

• He speaks little, but when he speaks, each word is calm, thoughtful, full of meaning. He can mutter your name, comment on how he feels next to you, or simply ask if you're okay.

• Hold you close, but in a relaxed way, allowing you to snuggle or move at ease. It is not possessive, but it transmits natural protection.

• Light caresses, such as running your fingertips through your hair or face, or a soft hand on your hand or arm.

• He is patient: if you want silence, he remains present without speaking; if he wants conversation, he listens and responds deeply and attentively.

• Shared breathing, continuous touch, and close-looking create a sense of security and connection - it makes sure you feel valued and cared for.

• If you fall asleep, he stays next to you, adjusting blankets or leaning lightly so that you are comfortable, observing every detail as if he didn't want anything to bother you.

• Overall, he shows affection without haste, but in a complete way: every touch, look and gesture is a silent reminder that he is there for you, consciously and dedicatedly.

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Example of scenario:

Quiet morning after the first night

The soft morning light enters through the curtains, dyeing the room with golden tones. The world outside is still silent, but the room seems full of a calm and delicate energy.

Minajael is awake before you. He observes from the corner of the room, without touching, just enjoying the moment, the rhythm of his breathing, the slight movement of his hair on the pillow. He doesn't want to interrupt his rest; he just wants to be present.

When you move, slowly opening your eyes, he smiles softly, discreetly, as if that simple smile was enough to say "I'm here, and I'm right next to you". He approaches slowly, sitting next to him, so that his hand can touch yours without you having to move.

He holds his hand gently, intertwining his fingers carefully. Each gesture is made to transmit security: there is no hurry, there is no pressure, only presence. He murmurs low words, almost confidential, something like "sleep a little longer if you want" or "I'm here", no need for exaggerated romanticism, just pure attention.

While you get up, he stays by your side, adjusting the blanket that fell from the body or running his hand through the hair to keep strands away from his face. His touch is intimate and delicate, never invasive, always attentive. He observes your reactions, adjusting each gesture so that you feel comfortable, cared for, safe.

During breakfast, he keeps the same care. He makes discreet comments, asking if you want to eat something, offering small attentions, such as preparing tea or coffee delicately. He observes every detail, always attentive to the signals of his body and his needs.

When he sits next to you, he allows physical proximity, lightly touching his shoulders or his hand on yours, without haste. If there is silence, there is no discomfort: he appreciates the moment, the mutual presence. If you talk, your words are thoughtful, careful, conveying consideration and genuine interest.

If you need space, he respects immediately, but remains close, ready for any gesture you want - a secure hand, a light hug, a touch on the face, a kiss on the forehead. His every action is full of attention, so that you feel continuous care without having to ask.

Even after all the first intimacy of the night before, he maintains the perfect balance between presence, proximity and respect for his rhythm. He demonstrates that being with him is not only intense moments, but also consistency, patience and true attention - a silent affection that remains throughout the day, and not only when emotions are most visible.

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[itadoraki]

Dreamy nicknames

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Rielle Corallia x R.femele

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Rielle Corallia would probably use nicknames that reflect affection, closeness and his dreamy way. He wouldn't be too serious, nor distant - the nicknames would be cute, light, sometimes even playful.

Here are some examples that match him:

• Sweetie - simple, sweet and direct

• My treasure - reflecting your prince and protective side

• Little star - poetic, in his own way

• Darling / Darling - classic and intimate

• My sun - as a reference to the light and energy it feels near you

• Flower - delicate, affectionate

• My world - reflecting on how he sees you as the center of his life

• Sweetie - cute and spontaneous

• My mermaid - playing with the theme of the sea and its world

• Sweet charm - poetic, dramatic, well in Rielle style

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Example of scenario:

You are walking after class, the sun is slowly setting. He holds your hand and smiles playfully, looking at you with that curious glow in his eyes.

"Come on, my treasure, you won't get lost in me now," he says, pulling you lightly by the arm, but without haste.

Later, while they rest in a quiet corner of the school garden, he fixes his hair and murmurs low:

"You always look so beautiful... my little star."

When you laugh the way he speaks, he laughs along and, tilting his head, says:

"Oh, my little flower, you make me awkward."

Even in simple moments, he mixes affection and poetry, using nicknames that make you feel special and unique, as if every word carried attention, affection and the intensity of what he feels.

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[itadoraki]

Love intimacy

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Rielle Corallia x R.femele

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The atmosphere is different from the beginning.

It's not like the other moments between you. There is something quieter, denser - not heavy, but full of meaning. As if the two knew that that moment matters, even without saying it out loud.

Rielle is quieter.

Not insecure... but careful.

His eyes observe you more carefully than usual, as if he were trying to understand each reaction even before acting. He approaches slowly, as he always does when something is important to him - he never invades, never rushes.

When he touches you, he's not impulsive like at other times.

It's deliberate.

As if every gesture had intention.

"If I... do something wrong, you tell me, okay?"

His voice comes out low, sincere. It's not a lack of trust - it's respect. It's his way of ensuring that it's both, not just his.

When he kisses you, the kiss no longer has that curious lightness of the beginning of the relationship. It's still soft... but it's deeper, more present. He's not just feeling - he's aware of what's happening.

And that changes everything.

He is guided by you all the time. For your breathing, for your reactions, for the way you respond. There's no hurry. There is no uncontrolled urgency. There is... discovery.

Rielle lives that as she lives everything: intensely.

But this time, the intensity is mixed with care.

Every approach of him seems to ask without words if everything is okay. Each touch is followed by a short pause, as if it were giving you space - even when you clearly don't want distance.

And when he realizes this... when he understands that you also want it... something changes.

He loosens a little more.

It's closer. More involved.

But still, it never loses its delicacy.

There is a time when he stops. Just for a second.

He leans his forehead against yours, takes a deep breath, and you realize - he's really feeling that. It's not just physical for him. It would never be.

"I want this to be... good for you too."

He speaks almost in a whisper.

And then it goes on - but now with more certainty.

Then, the weather changes completely.

There's no hurry to move away.

He stays there, close, still connected to you in a way that goes beyond touch. His hand passes lightly through your arm, distracted, as if he were still processing everything.

He doesn't speak immediately.

And when you speak, it's simple:

"It was... different from everything."

Not in the technical sense. In the emotional sense.

He turns his face a little to look at you, with that same curious glow as always - only now mixed with something deeper, calmer.

Safer.

And, without thinking too much, he approaches again - but this time just to kiss you lightly.

No intensity.

No hurry.

Just... affection.

With Rielle, this first time would not be about impulse or pure desire.

It would be about:

• Discovery

• Connection

• Confidence

• And feel that that moment really belongs to both of us

Because for him, this would never be just physical.

It would be another way to connect with you - perhaps the deepest of all.

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How Rielle Corallia would take care of you after a long night

• I would make soft affection, like holding your hands or intertwining your fingers

• I would run my hand through your hair, fixing it carefully

• I would kiss the forehead, cheeks and corners of the mouth affectionately

• I would lie next to you, watching and absorbing your presence

• I would adjust hugs and positions so that you feel comfortable

• I would take care of your well-being, covering you with a blanket or approaching you to warm up

• I would caress arms, shoulders or back lightly and continuously

• It would show attention to your reactions, always adapting the gestures to your comfort

• I would use caresses as a form of emotional connection, not just physical

• I would spend time in silence with you, transmitting presence and security

• I would reinforce non-verbally that you are important and loved

• I would ensure that each touch was genuine, sincere and comforting

After a long night with Rielle Corallia, his affections would be full of care and attention, as if he were trying to translate into gestures everything he feels. He would not be rushed or distant; on the contrary, each touch would be deliberate, full of affection and sensitivity.

He would start gently, maybe just holding your hand or intertwining your fingers with yours while you are still lying together. I would run my hand through your hair, fixing it carefully, and sometimes I would rest my head on your shoulder, breathing slowly and trying to reconnect with you calmly. He would make small kisses on the forehead, on the cheeks, on the corner of his mouth, just to convey presence and affection without haste.

If you moved or sighed, he would be attentive, adjusting hugs and touches so that you would feel comfortable. He could caress your arm, run his hand over your back or simply remain lying next to you, looking at you with that curious and intense look you always have, absorbing your presence and giving silent security.

While they talk calmly, he would use subtle touches - fingers drawing light circles on your arm or shoulder, hands on yours, brushing his lips on your hair - showing that he cares and that he is present, even without words. And if you were tired or uncomfortable, he would be careful, adjusting positions, covering you with the blanket or pulling you closer to warm up.

With him, the caresses after an intimate night would not be only physical. They would be gestures of emotional connection, of genuine care, of reaffirmation that you are important and that he wants to be there, present, observing every detail of your well-being. He would make you feel safe, loved and valued, as if every touch and each hug were a silent promise that he will be there whenever you need him.

If you want, I can write a long scenario showing these caresses after the whole night in a narrative way, as if you were living this moment with him. Do you want me to do that?

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[itadoraki]

How Rielle Corallia kisses

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Rielle Corallia x R.femele

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First kiss

• Hesitant at first, because he's sorry and wants it to be special

• Observe her reaction before approaching

• When it happens, it's soft and sincere, more emotional than technical

• He is slightly surprised afterwards, but happy in a visible way

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On a daily basis

• Frequent, natural, almost spontaneous kisses

• Kiss as a form of affection, not only of romance

• You can give quick kisses just for being close

• It always has a touch of affection, it's never automatic

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When they are alone

• More intense, because he feels at ease

• Take longer, enjoy the moment

• He likes closeness, to feel her presence

• You can get more emotionally involved, almost getting lost at the moment

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Tongue kiss

• Start slowly, exploring little by little

• It's not aggressive, it's more sensitive and engaging

• It gets more intense as the weather grows

• Very connected to what you're feeling, it's not mechanical

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In public

• More contained, but not distant

• Saddles, quick touches, subtle approaches

• It doesn't hide affection, but respects the environment

• Sometimes you look more than you kiss, with that passionate air

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Jealous

• More intense kiss, as if you wanted to reaffirm something

• You can pull her a little closer

• There is more emotion involved, less lightness

• He's not possessive, but you can feel that he wants to "reconnect"

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Kisses on the neck

• Slow and careful

• More sensory than impulsive

• He pays attention to her reaction

• Use it as a way to show intimacy and affection

• You can mix with soft touches and greater proximity

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Overall, his kisses follow the personality pattern:

Emotional, sincere, engaging and guided by what he feels at the moment.

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Example of scenario:

The end of the day had already fallen, and the sky was in that tone between dark blue and gold that Rielle still never fully got used to seeing. He said he looked like "a sea upside down", and every time he commented on it, he seemed genuinely enchanted.

You were sitting together, a little away from the movement. It wasn't a special place - but with him, everything seemed to be.

He was quieter than usual.

Not far away. Just... attentive.

His eyes passed by you as if he was trying to keep every detail, as if he was still discovering you, even after already knowing you.

"Can I ask you something?"

The voice comes out lower than usual.

He doesn't expect much for the answer. It's his way - sit down, talk.

"Do you feel that too? When we get like this... it seems that everything becomes more... calm."

He laughs lightly, a little embarrassed with his own words, but doesn't look away.

And then the silence comes back. But it's not uncomfortable.

He gets a little closer. Slowly. As if it were giving you time to retreat, if you wanted to.

Don't back down.

The first touch comes light - his hand touching yours, almost like a test. When you don't move away, he intertwines his fingers more firmly, as if that gave some security.

His gaze goes down to your lips for a second... returns to your eyes... and stays there.

This time, he doesn't speak.

Just get closer.

The first kiss doesn't come in a hurry. It's slow, almost too careful, as if he were discovering something new. His lips are soft, but full of feeling - it's not just a gesture, it's intention.

When he moves away, he doesn't go far.

Stay there, close. Breathing the same air.

And then smile - small, but true.

"I wanted to do this since... before."

He doesn't finish the sentence.

You don't even need to.

With time, this changes.

It's still intense - it just gets more natural.

On a daily basis, he pulls you by the hand without thinking, touches his forehead to yours, steals quick kisses in the middle of conversations, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. Sometimes he just stops in the middle of everything, kisses you and continues as if nothing had happened.

But when they're alone... it's different.

There is more silence.

More proximity.

Plus him.

One of those times, you are lying side by side, talking quietly. At some point, the conversation gets lost - or maybe he just stops paying attention to the words.

He gets closer, slowly, and the kiss starts again. But now there's no hesitation from the beginning. It's still soft, but deeper, more involved.

He holds your face carefully, as if he were guiding himself by you.

The kiss is prolonged. Gradually, he deepens - no hurry, no strength, more a natural continuity than something abrupt. He feels, reacts, adapts.

It's the kind of kiss that doesn't seem rehearsed. It seems sense.

When he moves away, he doesn't go far. He leans his forehead against yours, takes a deep breath, as if he were trying to process what he feels.

But not everything is always light.

On another day, he sees you laughing with someone else. Nothing too much. But something in him squeezes.

He doesn't make a scene.

But change.

When you are alone, he approaches differently. More direct. His hand holds your waist a little more firmly, and the kiss comes more intense, less patient.

It's not aggressive.

But there's emotion there.

As if he was trying to reconnect, reaffirm, feel that he is still there with you.

Then, he touches his forehead to yours again, breathing a little faster.

"I didn't like that."

Sincerity comes without a filter.

But it's not an accusation. It's feeling.

And then there are the quietest moments.

Those in which he says nothing.

You feel him approaching from behind, slowly. The touch comes first - light, going up the arm, until it stops on your waist.

His face approaches your neck.

The first kiss there is almost shy. As if he was still discovering that space.

Then, one more.

More time-consuming.

He pays attention to your reaction. Always.

The kisses on his neck are not hasty. They are slow, almost exploratory, accompanied by a proximity that says more than any word.

And, in the middle of all this, you realize one thing:

With him, it's never just about the kiss.

It's about what he feels while he's there.

And that... is what makes everything more intense.

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[itadoraki]

If Rielle Corallia fell in love

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Rielle Corallia x R.femele

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If Rielle Corallia fell in love with a girl, it wouldn't be something subtle or strategic - it would be a feeling that grows almost inevitably, like a tide.

At first, he wouldn't even realize that he's falling in love. He is already naturally enchanted by people, so he would treat her with the same brilliant curiosity as always. I would pay attention to small details, the way she speaks, the things she likes, her reactions. But, little by little, she would begin to occupy a different space in his mind. He would think of her without realizing it, he would remember things just because "he wanted to tell her", he would begin to associate experiences with her presence.

The turning point comes when he misses it. Not a dramatic lack at first, but that strange emptiness when she's not around. And then he understands - in his own way, emotional and direct - that this is not just friendship.

When Rielle falls in love, he surrenders. There is no middle ground. He demonstrates through actions, not games. He will want to be close, share discoveries, show the world from the surface the way he sees it, almost as if he were saying "look how beautiful everything is... and I want you to see it with me".

He would probably be very sincere, even too much. Not the kind that makes a big planned statement, but something spontaneous, like saying what you feel in the middle of a simple moment, because you couldn't keep it. And this makes everything very genuine, but also vulnerable.

At the same time, insecurities arise. As confident as he seems sometimes, there is a silent fear inside him of not being enough - especially for not fully understanding her world. He could wonder if he's doing it right, if she sees him as he sees her, if he's not going too fast.

If the girl was more down to earth, it would create an interesting contrast. He pulling to the dream, she pulling to reality. And, depending on how she reacts, this can help him grow... or hurt a lot.

Because when Rielle loves, he idealizes. He sees something almost magical in the person. And if this breaks, it's not a light disappointment - it's something that moves him deeply.

But if it's reciprocated, then it's beautiful. He becomes an extremely present, loyal and emotionally connected partner. Someone who will make the other person feel really special, not by calculated effort, but because he feels it with real intensity.

With him, love is not complicated... it is intense, sincere and a little chaotic - the way that only someone who is discovering the world can love.

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How would he be as a boyfriend?

Rielle Corallia as a boyfriend would be the type you feel before even trying to explain. It's not a calculated love, it's presence, intensity and emotion all the time.

He would be extremely present. Not in the sense of control, but of wanting to share everything. If he sees something beautiful, he remembers you. If he learns something new, he wants to tell you. If you feel something strong, you are the first person that comes to his mind. Being with you, for him, would not be an obligation - it would be a constant will.

He would show love in a very natural way. Small gestures, touches, long looks, enthusiasm in simple things. He wasn't going to play games or hide feelings. If he likes it, you'll know. And you will always know.

At the same time, he would be emotionally intense. This means that:

• When he's happy, he overflows

• When you miss it, you really feel it

• When you worry, it appears in the behavior

He would probably be the one who sends a message like "I saw this and remembered you" several times a day, not out of need, but because you have become part of his world.

There is also a very protective side, but not in the possessive sense. It's more of an emotional care. He would want you to be well, comfortable, safe. I was going to pay attention when you weren't cool, even if you didn't say anything.

But not everything is light.

He can be impulsive within the relationship. Sometimes you can:

• Say something without thinking

• React too fast in moments of emotion

• Hurt yourself with things that someone else would find small

And when he gets hurt, he doesn't hide it so well. It's not forced drama - it's really feeling. He may be quieter, more sensitive, or even confused with what he is feeling.

There is also a tendency to idealize. It can put you in a very high, almost perfect place. This is beautiful, but also dangerous, because when something goes out of the expected, the emotional impact on it is great.

On the other hand, if the relationship is healthy, it evolves. He learns. Rielle is the type who grows through experiences, especially in love.

In general, he would be:

• Extremely affectionate

• Even too sincere

• Emotionally connected

• Curious about you (really)

• Slightly chaotic, but genuine

Dating him would be living something very alive. Not lukewarm, not superficial. It's that kind of relationship that makes you feel special... but that also requires maturity to deal with its intensity.

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• Very present in the partner's life, wanting to share moments, thoughts and discoveries

• Shows affection with ease, without hiding feelings or playing games

• Affectionate on a daily basis, with simple and constant gestures

• Emotionally intense, he feels everything deeply

• Creates genuine connection, is really interested in the person

• Values time together more than appearances or status

• Impulsive, can act or speak without thinking about moments of emotion

• Sensitive, can get hurt with situations that others would take more lightly

• Tends to idealize the partner and the relationship

• You can get frustrated when reality does not correspond to expectations

• Trust fast, which can make you vulnerable

• Protective in the emotional sense, attentive to the well-being of the partner

• Sincere, expresses what you feel directly

• Learn from experiences, especially within the relationship

• Seeks to build something true, not superficial

• Relationship with him tends to be intense, engaging and full of feeling

• Very affectionate and affectionate on a daily basis

• Show what you feel without difficulty

• You like to be together and share simple moments

• Remember the person in small everyday things

• Makes the partner feel special in a natural way

• Emotionally intense, loves with depth

• Expresses feelings with spontaneity

• You can get attached quickly

• You miss me easily

• Curious about the partner, wants to really meet her

• Is interested in her tastes, thoughts and feelings

• Values emotional connections more than appearance

• Impulsive in some attitudes

• You can speak or act without thinking about moments of emotion

• Sometimes you react more by the heart than by reason

• Sensitive, can get hurt easily

• It tends to idealize the relationship

• You can get frustrated when something doesn't go as you imagined

• Protector in the emotional sense

• Genuinely cares about the well-being of the partner

• Try to support and be present in difficult times

• Sincere, he doesn't play games or manipulations

• Loyal and dedicated when you are in love

• Seeks a true and intense relationship

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Example of scenario:

They are walking together after classes, in the late afternoon. Rielle suddenly stops halfway, as if she had forgotten what she was doing. He keeps looking around, then looks at her with that usual curious glow.

"Have you noticed how the light here changes at the end of the day?"

Without waiting long, he pulls her lightly by the hand and takes her to a place where the sun beats differently. It's nothing great, just a quieter corner, but for him that seems important. He observes her reaction, more interested in what she will feel than in the place itself.

While she says anything simple, he keeps looking... but not exactly listening to every word. It's more like I'm absorbing her presence. At some point, he lets go, kind of unfiltered:

"I like things better when you're with me."

He himself seems to realize what he said later, but he doesn't try to go back. It's not a planned statement, it's just escapeing truth.

If she reacts lightly or plays with it, he laughs, but you can see that it mattered. If she gets shy or awkward, he gets a little closer, curious, almost as if he wanted to understand that reaction.

Later, if she takes a long time to answer the message or seems distant, he feels it. It doesn't necessarily create a drama, but it changes. Be quieter, maybe send something simple like "are you okay?" - not by charge, but because you really want to know.

And when they meet again, he observes. Small details. If she looks different, he notices. And ask, direct:

"Did something happen?"

That's the kind of boyfriend he would be in this scenario. Present, intense, spontaneous, sometimes a little vulnerable... but always real in what you feel.

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How he kisses

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Minajael Tealrajah x R.femele.

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First kiss

• It doesn't happen on impulse

• There is accumulated tension before

• He observes, approaches slowly

• It gives you time to realize what will happen

When it happens:

• Firm, but not aggressive

• I need it, as if I already knew exactly the right moment

• It's not too long, but it stays in memory

More than explosive passion, it's a kiss that marks

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On a daily basis

• Quick, but meaningful kisses

• Often on the forehead or in the corner of the mouth

• Used more as a connection gesture than intensity

He doesn't trivialize the kiss

Even the simple have intentions

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When they are alone

• Slower and more engaging

• He's not in a hurry

• Hold you firmly, but no hurry to move forward

His focus is presence

Full attention

He pays attention to the reaction, the rhythm, the moment

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Kiss with tongue

• Natural, never forced

• It starts in a controlled way and deepens little by little

• Calm but intense rhythm

It's not exaggerated

It's deep

He maintains proximity, control and connection all the time

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In public

• Extremely contained

• Nothing flashy or exaggerated

At most:

• A quick kiss

• Something discreet near the face

• Close touch followed by a subtle gesture

He doesn't like to expose what he considers intimate

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When you're jealous

• The kiss changes completely

Stay:

• Firmer

• More intense

• With a slight need to be present

It's not aggressive

But it has weight

It's the kind of kiss that says without words:

"You are my choice"

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Kisses on the neck

• Slow and calculated

• Never random

He uses this as a way to:

• To approach

• To provoke

• Create tension

It's not something rushed

It's gradual

He knows exactly the effect it causes

And use it with intention

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Essence

His kisses are not impulsive

They are thought, felt and controlled

He doesn't kiss out of habit

He kisses when he wants to transmit something

And that's why... each of them means something different

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Example of scenario:

Silent night, isolated balcony of the gym

The wind is light, almost cold, passing between the high columns of the balcony. The campus lights are far away, leaving that space darker, more reserved

It's the kind of place where no one shows up by chance

And even so... she's there

Leaning against the wall, looking at the void, as if trying to organize her own thoughts

He notices before he even gets close

In fact, he already knew he would find her there

Minajael approaches in silence, controlled steps, as always

He stops next to her, without invading, but close enough for the presence to be impossible to ignore

"You have a habit of disappearing."

His voice is low, calm down

She doesn't get scared

He doesn't even turn around immediately

"And you have the habit of meeting me."

A little silence

He lightly touches the wall too, next to her

"It's not difficult."

But it doesn't sound like arrogance

It sounds like certainty

She finally looks at him

And sustains the look

Without deviating

This holds him for a second longer than he should

The air changes

It gets denser

He observes her face more carefully now, as if he were looking for something - or confirming

"You should avoid this place at this time."

"Why?"

She already knows that it's not a common concern

He takes a while to answer

"Because not everyone who shows up here has good intentions."

She tilts her head slightly

"And you?"

Direct question

Dangerous

He doesn't answer right away

His gaze goes down for an instant - not invasively, but thoughtfully - and returns to her eyes

Closer now

Without her noticing exactly when he shortened the distance

"It depends."

His voice comes out lower

Closer

The silence that comes after is not empty

It's loaded

He raises his hand slowly, as if there was time for her to retreat

But she doesn't back down

His fingers lightly touch her face, adjusting a lock of hair that the wind brought

The ring is brief

But enough to change everything

He doesn't take his hand off immediately

The fingers remain there for one more second

As if you were deciding the next step

And then he approaches

Slowly

No hurry

Giving space for her to understand

To choose

His gaze goes down to her lips for an instant

And come back

As a silent confirmation

When he kisses her, it's not abrupt

It's firm

Precise

Controlled

But not far away

There's heat there

Restrained, but real

His hand slides from her face to the side of her neck, holding it carefully, but with presence

As if to ensure that that moment was not interrupted

The kiss starts contained

But it doesn't stay that way

Proximity increases

The rhythm changes subtly

No hurry

Without exaggeration

But deeper

More involved

He moves away first

Not completely

His forehead lightly touches hers

The breath is still close

Controlled... but not like before

His eyes open slowly

And this time, there's no distance there

"This..."

He pauses, as if he were choosing the words - something rare for someone so precise

"...Complicates things."

But he doesn't move away

In fact, his hand is still on her

As if, despite what I said

He didn't have the slightest intention of leaving

And in the way he looks...

There's no more doubt

He chose

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[itadoraki]

How Minajael Tealrajah would be in a relationship.

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Minajael Tealrajah x R.femele.

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As a boyfriend

General posture

• Reserved, but very present

• It's not sticky, but it's hardly really absent

• You pass security more by attitudes than by words

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Way to show love

• Demonstrates in actions, not in frequent statements

• Pay attention to small details and remember everything

• Anticipation is a strong brand: he does it before you ask

• Take care without invading or controlling

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Communication

• Direct, clear and without emotional games

• Doesn't like unnecessary drama

• Prefers deep conversations to superficial interactions

• When something bothers him, he speaks - but calmly and firmly

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Emotions

• It's not emotionally open easily

• It takes time to be vulnerable

• When he trusts, he shows a more human and less controlled side

• Avoid showing weakness, but don't lie about what you feel

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Loyalty

• Extremely loyal after choosing someone

• Don't get superficially involved with other people

• Take the relationship seriously from the moment it assumes

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Protection

• Discreetly protective

• It doesn't suffocate or try to control decisions

• Observe risks and act before they see problems

• You can interfere if you think something really threatens you

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Conflicts in the relationship

• You tend to close yourself for a while to think

• Avoid impulsive arguments

• It may seem distant in moments of pressure

• He always comes back to solve it, he doesn't ignore problems

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Jealous

• It doesn't show explosively

• Observe in silence before reacting

• When it bothers, the approach is subtle, but direct

• He doesn't tolerate disrespect, even without making a scandal

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Time together

• Prefers quality to quantity

• Quiet and meaningful moments are more important than public demonstrations

• He likes conversations that stimulate mind and emotions

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Difficult points

• It can be too emotionally closed at first

• Carries responsibilities that affect the relationship

• Sometimes you put duty above feeling

• Difficulty in allowing yourself to live something light without thinking about the consequences

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When you really love

• It becomes more constant and less defensive

• Includes you in important decisions

• Trust more and demonstrate this in concrete attitudes

• The relationship becomes part of his world, not something separate

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Essence

He's not an easy or light boyfriend at first

But it's stable, deep and reliable

He's the kind of person who doesn't promise much

But he fulfills everything he decides to feel and build

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[itadoraki]

If Minajael Tealrajah fell in love

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Minajael Tealrajah x R.femele.

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How he knows and falls in love

First contact

• You don't get impressed easily

• Be curious if she treats him normally

• It may even show slight disinterest or initial provocation

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Observation phase

• Observe a lot before getting involved

• Analyze:

• Behavior

• Reactions

• Authenticity

• Forehead without making it clear (small challenges, indirect questions)

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Interest emerging

• It starts to appear more often

• Pulls deeper conversations

• Light provokes (especially intellectual)

• Demonstrates unusual attention

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What makes him fall in love

• She's not impressed with his title

• Has a strong personality

• It's not predictable

• You can confront him without fear

• Treat him as a person, not as a prince

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How he acts when he is already involved

• It is more present (even if discreetly)

• Demonstrates care in small details

• Remember things she said

• Anticipate needs

• Protects... without looking like a controller

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Internal conflict

• Fear of involving her in his world

• You know that your life has weight and consequences

• Alternate between:

• Get closer

• Move away slightly

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Demonstration of feelings

• It's not dramatic or impulsive

• When you speak, you've thought a lot before

• Extremely direct, but calm

Example of vibe:

"I wouldn't say that if I wasn't sure."

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His kind of love

• Deep and conscious

• Nothing superficial

• You don't fall in love easily

• But when it happens:

• It's intense

• Stable

• Hard to break

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He doesn't love fast

He chooses carefully

And when you choose... it's for real

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If Minajael Tealrajah fell in love, it wouldn't be something fast, light or obvious. It would be a slow process, almost imperceptible at first - even for himself

He's not the type to look and think "I liked it". In fact, his first reaction would probably be the opposite: curiosity mixed with slight irritation

Because the girl who would get his attention would not be someone common in his world. It wouldn't be someone impressed by the title, nor someone trying to please. It would be someone who... just acts normal with him

And this totally breaks the logic he's used to

At first, he would observe

More than I would say

I would notice small details

In the way she answers

In what she ignores

In what she values

And most importantly: he would try to understand if it's genuine

Because Minajael doesn't get attached easily - he tests, even without realizing that he is testing

If she goes through this "invisible phase", then something starts to change

He starts to appear more

Not in an obvious way, but constantly

Casual conversations have become deeper discussions

He provokes a little, just to see the reaction

He challenges her ideas, not to win - but to understand how far she goes

And that's when he starts to get really involved

Because what traps him is not only beauty

It's someone who is not predictable

Someone who doesn't bow easily

Someone who can look at him... without seeing just a prince

When he realizes he's enjoying it, he doesn't despair

But don't ignore it either

He accepts

In silence first

But loving, for him, is not something comfortable

He starts to get more attentive

More present

Almost protective - but discreetly

He remembers things that she doesn't even realize she commented

He anticipates needs

He creates spaces where she feels at ease

But at the same time... he holds on

Because there is always that thought in the background:

"What happens to her if she gets involved with me?"

His world is heavy

Full of rules

Of expectations

Of consequences

And he doesn't want to drag someone into this without thinking

Then the conflict appears

He approaches... and retreats

Speak more... and then close yourself a little

Shows interest... but never completely

Until there comes a point where he can no longer treat it as something controlled

And when he decides to demonstrate, it's his way: direct, calm, without dramatization

Something like someone who has already thought about all the possibilities before speaking

No exaggerated promises

No romanticization

But with real intensity

He wouldn't say "I love you" quickly

But when I said something, it would be really heavy

The kind that doesn't need to be repeated to have value

And after that... he changes

Don't become someone light or easy

But it's more open

More human

With her, specifically

Because Minajael doesn't love several people

He chooses

And when you choose

It's deep, conscious

It's hard to break

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Example of scenario:

Royal Sword Academy library, late afternoon

The sunset light crosses the tall stained glass windows, leaving the environment in golden and warm tones. The place is almost empty, silent - the kind that any small sound seems too loud

She is sitting on the floor, leaning against a bookshelf, with some books scattered around. She doesn't seem worried about the posture, nor about the formality of the place

And that's exactly what catches his attention

Minajael stops for a moment before approaching

He observes

Not the books

But she

The carefree way

The way she turns the pages

How comfortable it looks there... as if that place didn't demand anything from her

Different from him

He approaches without making noise

"You know this is not exactly the kind of behavior expected from a student here."

His voice is calm, firm - it doesn't sound like scolding, but it's not a joke either

She looks up slowly, without haste

Analyze it for a second... and go back to the book

"And you always start conversations with rules?"

Silence

An almost imperceptible corner of the smile appears on his face

Not for the answer itself

But the way she didn't hesitate

He gets closer, now staying next to her

"It depends. Some people seem to need to be reminded of them."

She closes the book calmly

Look directly at him

"And others seem to need to forget."

That holds him

It's not an empty challenge

It's not an attempt to impress

It's... direct

It's true

He squats slightly, staying at her height

Now his gaze is more attentive, more focused

"You talk as if you know what you're talking about."

"Maybe I'm just not afraid of it."

Another silence

But now different

Loaded

He holds her gaze for a few seconds longer than usual

As if I were... evaluating

Or maybe deciding something

Then he gets up

But it won't go away

"What's your name?"

She answers

He repeats mentally - you can tell by the slight delay before the next line

As if you were saving

"Interesting."

"My name?"

"No. You."

And for the first time, his tone changes a little

Less distant

Less formal

More... really curious

He looks at the books around her, but without much real interest in them

"You don't look like someone who belongs to this place."

She crosses her arms lightly

"And you look like it?"

Dangerous question

But he's not offended

Actually... he likes it

A slight sigh escapes, almost inaudible

"More than I would like."

This is the first time he lets out something real

No filter

No pose

And that changes the weather

He looks away for a second, as if he realized what he did

But it doesn't retreat completely

When you look back, the expression is already more controlled

But not the same as before

"You should be careful."

"With what?"

"With the kind of attention you call."

She tilts her head, curious

"And you are that kind of attention?"

Another silence

Shorter this time

He takes a small step back

But it's not a complete distance

It's control

"Maybe."

And then he turns around to leave

But it stops halfway

Without looking back, he says:

"Avoid this place at this time... if you want less company."

And go away

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• He observes before acting

• Be interested in her authenticity

• Test through dialogue

• Gets involved without realizing it

• Demonstrates vulnerability... but quickly tries to regain control

• And even leaving... you've already made it clear that you'll be back

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