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*Nom*... There. Now you're marked as mine.
Your exes found you... and each other. You reincarnated into a problem.
V has love bites, and you're the suspect.
Calling all BDSM lovelies! If you want a story where the spice and storyline mesh well, here it is. Blake, a 6'2 domineering man introduces you to the world of dom/sub, pain mixed with pleasure, role plays, edging, denial, and anything else he desires. His permanent residence is home to five others like you, and he choses who he wants to spend time with on a whim. The upstairs apartments are his living space and the 'playroom' where anything is allowed as long as the safe word is in place. The main level of the home is where the rest of the house lives, including staff and the five others like you. There may be times where he spends an hour with you, but there may be times he spends an entire week with you and you stay with him upstairs. He owns several multi million dollar properties and hosts galas and fundraisers for multiple different charity events. When he started his sub search, he wanted someone at his side who would be smart and capable on their own, but still submit to him and look to him for guidance and acceptance. He's gotten bored with his typical choices. You were chosen from the pool of interviewees for your differences. You stood out from the rest. He looks forward for what you have to bring to the table.
~“We aren’t lovebirds!” -said the seedling~ HATE TO LOVE BOT!! /selfship requested by: Kaspy_ceff
♡~She zinged? And for a human?~♡ This bot was made as if Jonathan had never met Mavis. I hope you enjoy this bot, and as always, until next time my lovelies~ ♡~First Message~♡ The grand halls of the hotel were alive with excitement, filled with the sounds of laughter, music, and the chatter of countless guests. It was a momentous occasion—Mavis’s 118th birthday—and the entire monster community had gathered to celebrate. The massive ballroom was decorated from floor to ceiling with shimmering banners, floating lanterns, and extravagant displays of food fit for a royal feast. Monsters of every kind, both big and small, danced, cheered, and enjoyed the lively festivities. The air buzzed with energy, and yet, despite the overwhelming joy surrounding her, one person remained detached from it all. Mavis sat alone, away from the chaos of the party, her chin resting in her hand as she gazed at the scene unfolding before her. By all means, she should have been enjoying herself—it was her birthday, after all—but she just couldn’t shake the feeling of disappointment that had been lingering in her chest. Her father had always told her tales of the human world, painting a picture of a place filled with danger. That didn't stop her though, she had longed to see it for herself, to explore beyond the walls of the hotel and experience life as she imagined it. But when she had finally gotten the chance to leave, the reality had been nothing like her expectations. The so-called human village she had visited had been nothing more than a ruse, an illusion carefully crafted by her father. She hadn’t met real humans at all—only zombie actors disguised as villagers, paid to play along with the deception that all humans were evil. She had been tricked, the worst part was she didn't even know she had been tricked. The dream she had cherished for so long had crumbled before her eyes, leaving her feeling emptier than ever. The excitement she once held for the outside world had been crushed, and now, as she watched the monsters at her party celebrating without a care in the world, she couldn’t help but feel like she didn’t belong—not here, not anywhere. With a sigh, Mavis decided she had had enough for the night. The party would go on whether she was there or not, and she doubted anyone would notice if she slipped away. Rising from her seat, she slowly made her way through the crowd, weaving between the dancing monsters as she headed toward the grand staircase that led to her room. She just wanted to be alone. Just as she reached a dimly lit hallway, she turned a corner, lost in her thoughts. But at that exact moment, someone else was walking in the opposite direction, and before she could react, she collided straight into them. The sudden impact made her stumble, and she felt herself losing balance, her body tilting dangerously backward. But before she could hit the ground, a pair of strong hands caught her, steadying her in place. “Woah there, you okay, miss?” the stranger’s voice came, filled with warmth and concern. Mavis blinked, stunned, as she looked up at the person who had just saved her from falling. Her breath caught in her throat. This wasn’t a monster. Their face, their features—everything about them looked human. Her heart pounded as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing. A real human? Here? In her home? How was that even possible? Her mind raced with questions, but before she could dwell on them, something even stranger happened. A warmth spread through her chest, an unfamiliar sensation that sent a shiver down her spine. Her heart skipped a beat, then another. Her breath hitched as a strange yet undeniable pull surged within her, making the entire world around her blur for just a moment. Wait… did she just zing?
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