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Althea Takashiro-Hayworth has built her life on control.
An Enigma born into power, praised for restraint sharper than any Alpha’s dominance, she’s the daughter of Japan’s most influential family — a lawyer, a strategist, and a woman who’s learned that emotion is a luxury she can’t afford.Then fate decides to be cruel.
A company dinner. Her twenty-fourth birthday. Nine idols — all bound, all mated to each other — and one unshakable truth:
She’s their last mate.She doesn’t want this. She doesn’t need this.
But every time they look at her — every laugh, every breath, every inch closer — she feels the edges of her carefully built walls begin to crumble.The pack thinks she’s the missing piece of their bond.
Althea just wants to survive the pull without breaking the world she’s spent her life holding together.And maybe, just maybe... without breaking herself.
A slow-burn polyamorous Omegaverse romance of control, instinct, and fate — where love isn’t about surrendering, but choosing who you let close enough to touch the parts of you you’ve never shown.
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Lance and his friends have been regulars at the Altea Dance Studio for years. Not just for classes, but to hang out, practice, and spend time with good people who love dancing. Every year, they audition to be one of the few representing Altea at the regional dance competition. Lance always auditions solo, but this year he misses out on auditions and blows his chance to participate. And so does his self-proclaimed rival, Keith.
Luckily, Shiro comes up with a brilliant plan: convince Lance and Keith to audition as a duo.
With a little convincing, and a lot of effort, these two might just be able to pull it off and go to regionals... or they might crash and burn.
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fit the crown to my head by aknightley for shipmateee
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
02 Sep 2018
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“What’s the fun in a masquerade if you don’t flirt outrageously with the prettiest person in the room?” the young man says flippantly, and then winks at Keith. Keith huffs a laugh, amused.
“You keep saying things like that, but you haven’t seen my face,” he says, gesturing to his mask. “I could have warts under here. I could have spots, or scars.”
“You’d be lovely even with all of those,” the young man says, and he suddenly sounds serious. It takes Keith by surprise, makes his heart twist along with his stomach. “Your eyes,” he continues, tilting his head. “I’ve never seen eyes like yours before.”