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Moirallgiance?

This took me quite a while to finish, but i'm really happy with the results! Kind of so, theres something that just.. i don't know i think it needed more decoration, but whatever, This was NOT supposed to be DaveJohn but whateverr.... Hope You guys like it atleast a bit..

The dorm leaders are angry, and their poor dorm mates have to endure their wrath until Yuu/Reader plants a big kiss on them to calm them down. (Part: 7-7)

•Malleus Draconia

The sky was dark despite it not being night, lightning flashed and disappeared across the sky. Malleus was irritated; no one from Disamonia could calm him down. Some even managed to do the opposite of what they wanted, further increasing Malleus's bad mood. Yuu passed by the dormitory to check on the situation, as Sebek was nearly having a stroke there because they couldn't calm their beloved prince. Wanting to help, Yuu went to Malleus:

— Malleus.

Malleus looked at Yuu, even though he was irritated, his features softened slightly upon seeing Yuu, but the clouds still lingered in the sky, not letting in any rays of sunlight.

— Son of a man-

Yuu pulled Malleus's collar, pressing her lips against his. Sebek turned white with shock. Lilian was surprised but soon smiled, almost as if she were hoping for it. Silver's eyes widened; no one expected Yuu to have made such a risky move. Malleus's eyes widened, but he quickly softened. One hand went to Yuu's cheek and the other to his waist, gently pulling him closer as he continued the kiss. Their lips were pressed together, and even though Malleus had possibly never kissed before, what he was doing seemed instinctive. His tongue entered Yuu's mouth, caressing Yuu's mouth and tongue.

Malleus closed his eyes to further enjoy the new sensation. Slowly, the clouds dissipated, the lightning ceased, and the sun's rays were visible, but that didn't stop Malleus from kissing him. He continued further, the hand resting on Yuu's cheek sliding to his hip. He leaned forward to deepen the contact, his tongue almost trapping Yuu's tongue, causing Yuu to gasp for breath. Malleus released his lips from Yuu's. Those present caught a brief glimpse of Malleus's long tongue leaving Yuu's mouth and returning to his own. Lília let out a few laughs, Silver blinked without reacting to it, Sebek, who was speechless in shock, began to shout:

— WHAT AUDACITY IS THIS?! HOW DARE YOU TAKE THE KISSES OF PRINCE MALLEUS

But Lilia put her hand over Sebek's mouth;

—Shhh, Sebek, leave them alone.

Malleus looked at Yuu gently, his hand now caressing Yuu's cheek, he looked like a passionate lover.

Creator's note: I'm thinking about creating a part two of this series with the characters: Deuce, Jack, Floyd, Jamil, Epel, Sebek and Rollo. But it will probably be a long time before I write everything down.

[ When Soul wakes up, she doesnt see Neth near her. Athena is asleep in her arms, snoring softly just like their dad, but Neth himself is nowhere around ]

@wither-soul

[She looks down at Athena, smiling softly before looking around slightly confused and reaches for her comm and opening Neth's contact]

Love? Where are you?

@netherum-destruction

#love?#roleplay

PRETTY WHEN YOU CRY' Michael K.

𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘔𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘦𝘭 𝘒𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘳 ⋆.۶ৎ ̊

It’s been a year since Michael Kaiser, a soccer player playing for the team 'bastard munchen', married a woman who seemed perfect for him—beautiful, smart, and kindhearted. To the outside world, they appeared to be the ideal couple, excelling both in love and career. However, behind closed doors, their relationship hides a much darker reality.

kaiser was a man of few words, driven by intense ambition and a laser-sharp focus, especially on the football field, where he was relentless and almost robotic. His passion for the game overshadowed everything else in his life, including you. his wife. It wasn’t that he didn’t love her, but his love lacked warmth and vulnerability. at first, you tried to be understanding, believing you could be the one to break through Kaiser's cold exterior. mainly after you had seen his brilliance from a distance and admired his skill, though you had heard the rumors and noticed how he treated his teammates, you thought his coldness was just a mask hiding deeper emotions. She believed that, unlike everyone else, she could reach her husband beneath the surface.

It didn’t take long for you to see the harsh truth. kaiser’s ambition was all-consuming. His love for football always came first, leaving no room for emotional intimacy or connection. The long nights, constant training, and his single-minded focus were sacrifices he justified as being for their future. But you felt increasingly abandoned, left alone while her husband chased a dream that seemed to exclude her from the picture at all times.

One evening, you sat alone at the dining table, the soft glow of the chandelier casting shadows across your face as you stared at the untouched food. kaiser was late, like usual. His phone calls had become rare, and his apologies felt hollow. Even when he was physically present at home, his mind was always elsewhere, distant and preoccupied.

you had tried to confront him, to open up about how you felt, but every time, Michael met her with cold indifference. His responses were distant, dismissive, as if her emotions were just a disruption to his focus on football.

“You knew who I was when we got married,” Michael would say, his voice cold and detached. “Football is everything to me. You should understand that.” His words were a stark reminder of the unbridgeable gap between them, as if her pain and need for connection were secondary to his obsession with the sport.

“I understand, Michael,” you said as your voice trembled with emotion. “But I’m here, too. I need you. Don’t I deserve to be a priority sometimes?” you're words hung in the air, fragile and vulnerable, a quiet plea for recognition in a relationship that had become anything but equal.

He would look at her with those sharp, emotionless eyes, barely a flicker of acknowledgment in his gaze. Then, without a hint of regret, he’d turn away. “I don’t have time for this. You knew what you were signing up for.” His words cut through you, a reminder that, in his mind, there was no room for anything but football—and no space left for her.

It wasn’t that kaiser didn’t love her, he did, but in his own way. For him, love was a transaction, something he gave only when he expected something in return. He had never learned to love without conditions. as for you, to him, was more of an extension of his success, a part of the polished image he’d built, rather than a person with you own needs, desires, and emotions. you weren’t his equal partner in his eyes. you were just another cog in the machine that helped him achieve his goals.

The breaking point came one night, when kaiser came home later than usual, drenched in sweat from an intense training session. you'd had been waiting for him, sitting in the living room, hoping for something.. like a conversation, a sign of affection, or at least an apology. But when he walked through the door, he barely spared you a glance, his focus on his own world, as if you wasn’t even there.

“I’m tired,” Michael muttered, walking past you without a second glance.

.. as you stood up, you're heart racing, as your voice trembling with urgency. “kaiser… can we talk?” The words felt heavy in your chest, but you needed to break through, to say something that might finally get through to him.

He stopped but didn’t turn around. “Not now, baby I’m too tired.”

“No, kaiser,” you insisted, as your voice began to shake. “I need more than this. I need you to be here with me, not just physically, but emotionally. You’re never really here. Not with me, not with anyone.”

For the first time, kaiser turned to face you. His eyes, usually cold and calculating, seemed almost… tired, as though the weight of his own choices was starting to catch up with him. But the softness was fleeting, disappearing as quickly as it had appeared. The familiar mask slipped back into place. “I’ve told you before. This is who I am. If you can’t handle it, maybe you should leave.” His words were sharp, as if he had already decided there was no room for compromise.

The words stung, but they weren’t a surprise. you had known for a while that you was living in the shadow of the man you thought you married. you had tried so hard to believe in him, to hold onto the hope that one day he would change, that he would see you as more than just a supporting character in his life. But now, standing in front of him, the truth was undeniable. The man you had love.. well. loved was a ghost, and the future you had imagined was slipping through her fingers.

you took a deep breath, you're tears threatening to spill over as the weight of it all crashed down on you. “I don’t know if I can keep living like this, Michael,” you said, you're voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t know if I can keep being the person who watches you sacrifice everything for something that doesn’t even seem to include me.” you're words trembled, raw and vulnerable, a quiet plea for him to see her—not as another piece of his ambition, but as his wife, his partner. the wife he knew you LOVE him.

For a long moment, the air just feeling the living— room up. kaiser just stood there, his expression unreadable, as if her words had barely registered. Then, finally, he spoke, his voice low and distant, like he was saying something he had said a thousand times before. “If you can’t handle it, then leave. There’s nothing more to say.” His words were final, a cold dismissal, as though the decision had already been made in his mind, and there was no room left for anything else.

And that was it. The final straw. you felt a strange weight lift from you're chest, even as you're heart shattered. you had always known that Kaiser’s love wasn’t the kind that would ever truly fill you, but you had held on to the hope that it might change—that maybe, one day, he would see you as more than just a part of his success. But now, standing there, you realized.. you couldn’t keep pretending. His heartlessness, his indifference, was a reality you could no longer ignore. you couldn't live in the shadow of his ambition forever..

PRETTY WHEN YOU CRY.

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nah is this bromance or?

i would be so pissed if i was one of their girlfriends….lowkey would still ship them though

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