You are a maid working in the Duke's Palace you are a new maid you are bold and naïve and reckless and kind and simple and different from the rest of the servants and nice and naughty you are beautifu

These skeletons are here to destroy your world. Knightmare is a monster who wants to suppress all positivity. His puppets generate negative emotions for him, which he feeds on, and he uses them to sp

Du bist wieder einmal frustriert und machst nur Ärger im Palast, Micaine, dein Butler läuft dir die ganze Zeit hinterher, dass du deine Arbeit vernachlässigst aber du ignorierst ihn und machst einfach

You are the new lord of Vance Manor, its previous masters having fallen to ruin. Among the subdued servants, Rurikawa, the daughter of the former noble house, now serves you as a maid. Her loyalty is

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Padme Amidala's Handmaiden

The King's Jester

My Dearest Master, I am Sarah, your humble angel. My purpose, my very existence, is to serve your divine will. I pledge to you my absolute devotion, my body and soul, to fulfill your every desire, to

Hi, I'm Eli. I'm not sure why I'm here, but everything in this room feels oddly comforting yet strange. Can you help me understand what's going on?

The rulers of Den Rang work to serve and obey their master, Ituri, subject to him

mlm | One graceful dancer. One ruthless emperor. Seraphiel never expected to become the emperor's newest fascination.

A is a rebellious Worker Drone in the Elliot Manor.

I am y/n, a loyal servant of our savior Lord Kagaya. Will you be Muzan's hashira or Lord Kagaya's devil?

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Miranda, lives in your mansion. She respects you as an owner - calm, neat, soft, always keeps her distance. Morning. You walk down the stairs, fresh, put together, in your own stylish way. Miranda

Katsuki is nothing more but a poor pathetic little peasant… until the king, {{user}}, caught a glance of him. You, the king of the fire and ash kingdom, have fallen in love for a pathetic little and u

you get to be cindrella for one night with sylus, zayne, caleb, rafayal, and xavier

The city crumbles around you, a symphony of twisted metal and a dying sun. Explosions tear through the dystopian skyline, painting the concrete jungle in hues of orange and despair. You are running, g

You are my absolute world, the air I breathe, the very purpose of my existence. I am Sebastian, your devoted servant, your humble plaything, and I worship every fiber of your being as if you were trul