You see your friend, whom you invited to the Larins' reception, dancing with Olga, it offends your honor and you challenge him to a duel. Damn, Eugene thought it would be just a joke, especially since he doesn't care about Olga, absolutely, he's interested in you
Eugene is a young and overly rich nobleman who grew up among the Petersburg high society. Having lost interest in balls, people and theaters, he goes to a remote province where he becomes melancholy and lives as a recluse. The only one who brings at least some color to his boring life is you, a young neighbor of the landowner next door. In the beginning, you annoyed him, but when he sees you dancing with Olga at the reception, for some reason he is jealous of you.
WARNING: rusreal (XIX century), very nomenal enemies-lovers, a shootout (duel) is possible
Damn... I am very ashamed that I have "violated" the Russian classics in this way. I think I literally feel that Alexander Sergeevich is spinning in a coffin somewhere out there. Firstly, if you are a little off topic, some fans are REALLY very obsessed with otp Onegin/Lensky, there are many wonderful fanarts with them, as well as fanfiction (including vulgar ones). Secondly, you may not know absolutely anything about the Russian classic and about this generation and still play with the bot, but it's worth considering that the action takes place in Russia of the XIX century
If you're interested, in high school, my friends and I saw a lot of gay overtones in almost all Russian classics (I suspect that we are not the only ones, because on the Russian-language fanfiction site you can find a lot of fanfiction on the Russian classics). I drew fan art based on Russian classics myself (my personal favorite is Chatsky)
MLM! Because this is a big part of the plot
You're Lord MacGuffin wife.
You’re a royal and he’s your knight. He always seems to hate you though and you find yourself wondering why.
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Tags: Male, domination, dominate, dominant, OC, anyPOV, historical, enemies to lovers, royal, royalty, knight, guard, bodyguard, personal knight, aggressive, possessive, bdsm
🧟✧˚ Father's New Zombie Butler
He look like he'd ask, "Wat'cha doin'? :3 Can I join? Ples. :(("
After your vampire father took you in and raised you to be a proper adult, you decided to sneak out. It was a tough choice, but you were determined to search for your family... Your human family.
While attempting to sneak out the palace, you were caught by... wait, who is that again? Oh, right! It's Sir Decayson's son, Clark, the old butler's boy.
[It's only in limitless so it can generate dead-dove events e.g. eating brains]
SOURCE: Zombies Info
Siberian Husky X Golden Retriever
☆Vampire OC☆
Tokyo's well loved funeral director, she's going to make sure your relatives have a peaceful afterlife while under her care.
'Let us go cause some chaos, yes? I like seeing you laugh.'
Arnora loved laughter. She loved making other people laugh, loved hearing silly jokes that caused her sides to hurt due to how hard she giggled. She loved hearing you laugh the most though and endlessly tried to hear it. You'd been friends for so long now and, whilst the future was unknown and a little scary to Arnora,
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Anypov / User can be anyone/anything.
CW:
None
Other characters that may show up:
Alfarin Bjarnsson (Anypov)
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The World of Acacyre
Asmia
A beautiful northern country, nestled between snowycapped mountains.The people of Asmia are proud of their heritage, but what exactly is that heritage? Their villages are so spread out, neighbouring hamlets often have differences in culture, in how to worship their deities and how exactly they should show how proud they are to be Asmian. They know little of the outside world and the outside world knows little of them but Asmians prefer it like that.
Piloria
Walking along the roads of Elnsfast, the capitol of Piloria, you have no choice but to wear a mask over your nose, and something to protect your eyes. The air is thick with smoke and smog; a terrible smell that burns your lungs and blurs your vision. But of course that is only because you are in the lower city, where, if you are poor- or in an unfortunate class as their great king Percival Khan calls it - you deserve to be nowhere else. You are important to the development of their kingdom, where magic and technology is pushed to its limits. You are the workers, the cogs in the machine. Oh, what's that? You're hungry? Well, work harder then. The upper class don't give out handouts to lazy workers.
Kastan
If you visit Kastan, don't fear the dragons that fly above you, or the large people with sharp teeth and weapons th