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Emotional Naruto Music

The Demon Queen's Emotional Tutor.

In a world where talent and magic define your worth, Arcus is nothing but a black spot on a white canvas. Weak, powerless, and discarded by his own family, he stumbles through life as a pariah, weighed down by the crushing reality of his insignificance. When a fatal attack leaves him bleeding out in a dark alley, Arcus’s last act of desperation summons something—or someone—he never expected: the Demon Queen herself. Celene, the enigmatic ruler of the dark realms, is a being of unrivaled power and an icy heart untouched by mortal emotions. Bound together by an unorthodox contract, Arcus must teach the cold and calculating queen about the mysterious emotions of humanity. In return, she offers him a fraction of her power—a gift that could rewrite the very destiny he thought was forever sealed. But as Arcus begins to unlock the emotions hidden within Celene, the walls between duty and affection begin to crumble. Her piercing red eyes, once devoid of warmth, now linger on him a moment too long, and Arcus finds himself drawn to the vulnerability buried beneath her cold facade. For the first time, he is not defined by his weakness but by the quiet strength she sees in him. As their bond deepens, danger looms on the horizon. The whispers of betrayal, the shadows of their pasts, and the forbidden feelings budding between them threaten to tear them apart. Can Arcus rise above his self-doubt to stand beside her, not as a servant, but as an equal? And will Celene allow herself to embrace the humanity she has long denied to protect the man who has become her light in the darkness?
AkumaCanBeKind · 635 Views

The Unrivaled God of Music.

Alex had always been an ordinary man in a world where strength was the only measure of value. Born into a poor, martial society where cultivation was everything, he was branded as "trash among trash"—unfit for greatness, unworthy of respect. But Alex was content. He had no ambitions beyond surviving the harsh world around him, leading a quiet life with no desire for power or glory. That was until the day everything changed. The peaceful village Alex called home was annihilated by a merciless band of marauders, leaving nothing but blood and ruin in their wake. In the flames of destruction, a primal, uncontrollable force awakened within him—a surge of power that shattered his limits and threatened to consume his very soul. In that instant, Alex realized that he was no longer just a powerless man. He had become something else. But in the aftermath, the burden of this newfound power weighed heavily on him. As Alex journeys through a world that values strength above all else, he struggles with the monstrous force within, constantly fighting to hold on to his humanity. The line between vengeance and justice blurs as he seeks retribution for the massacre of his village, each act of violence pushing him further into moral ambiguity. But even as he seeks answers, the question remains: is power a gift to be embraced, or is it a curse that can only bring destruction? One day, while exploring an ancient, forgotten temple, Alex discovers a mysterious flute carved with symbols that seem to pulse with an otherworldly energy. The flute’s presence calls to him, an unspoken promise of greater strength and untold truths. “What is the origin of this instrument?” he wonders, feeling its dark allure. “Is it my salvation, or my doom?” As Alex unravels the flute’s secrets, he is drawn to a place whispered about in legends—the Western Gates. But the journey ahead is treacherous, filled with factions and enemies who seek the flute for their own purposes. Along the way, he encounters figures from his past, each one challenging his beliefs about power, vengeance, and his place in the world. But Alex’s greatest struggle lies not in the enemies he faces, but in himself. The power within him threatens to consume his every thought, every decision, and every relationship. The question remains: can he control the monster inside and rise above the bloodshed, or will he become the very thing he swore to destroy? His choices will determine the fate of not only his own soul but the future of the world he once sought to escape. In a land where power reigns supreme, Alex must decide if he will embrace the power within him, or cast it aside to find the humanity he has nearly lost. ____________________________ The cover paper is not mine, if you want me to take it down, I can do it without batting an eye.
Vaniaka · 15.2K Views

FADED EMOTIONS

He stood there silently, looking down at the wounds on his chest, but when he turned to stare at her, he had a smile on his face. She smiled in return when she saw the brilliant smile on his face, the same smile that had drawn her to him like a moth to the fire, even when her instincts screamed 'danger'. "It's finally come to an end," she thought. But her eyes widened immediately when she saw his body. Tears burst forth like a small stream as she ran to him. "No! Win!" She couldn't stop crying when she saw how he seemed to be on death's doorstep. "I'll take you to the hospital right now!" He shook his head when he heard her say those words. "No hospital. Right now, you are my hospital. I want to take in this beautiful sight that is you, nothing else should come first now, got it?" She nodded her head frantically like it'd bring him out of death's doorway. "Why?" She asked with a heavy heart. "I asked someone that question before, and I was left heartbroken some more seconds after that person gave me a reply," He said with a smile. He raised his hand to feel her face and a small smile of satisfaction appeared on his face. "I'm quite happy, my dear plum blossom, and sad at the same time. I'm happy because I didn't lose you this time, and sad because you might be all alone... because of my selfishness. This time, I changed my fate... " His hands dropped, and his eyes lost their luster immediately, but the smile never receded, they remained on his face. The smile on her face vanished without a trace immediately. "No, Win! Don't do this to me, don't do this to me, Win!" ...................................... His name was Winston, but everyone called him Win as an abb. He looked cool and gentle and easygoing, but only Melody knew that it was just a front. She would fight hard to uncover his deepest secrets, even at the cost of fallen in love, with him.
iamphenominal1 · 2.2K Views

[BL] The Musical Prince and his Mortal God

A Prince who yearns to be great and a God who desires to become nothing. *** Tragedy befalls the island of Salyras every fifteen years. When Prince Nevian’s compelling music does nothing to prevent his island and people from sinking, he wonders what his passionate ability is useful for. He drifts for two days across a wild sea and washes upon an island of monsters. Despite being delirious from hunger and grief, he manages to produce one last song to save a man from the snares of a menacing creature. Nevian is surprised when he lives and is greeted by the man he saved. An honest-spoken individual named Aestos, who has otherworldly abilities that grant him the title and prestige of a God. Prestige he never asked for. Fascinated by Nevian’s music, Aestos requests that the Prince accompany him to retrieve a fabled sword that would strip him of his supernatural strengths and grant him the ability to live as a simple man. Aestos relies on Nevian’s enchanting songs, unable to prevent himself from also becoming bewitched. And despite being unsure of the long journey ahead, Nevian puts his faith in the man and agrees to help, believing if his music is truly destined for anything remarkable, now is the time to test it. ------------ [ Excerpt: ] I leaned and kissed Aestos’ face. He swiveled his head—rapidly—and our noses brushed. I laughed tiredly. “What is with that reaction, friend?” His face tightened. But he was not upset. He wore the countenance of a delighted man who feigned confusion because it was comfortable not to recognize what some actions meant. “You are always touching me. Every hour, a hand of yours reaches for me. Why?” he asked. I felt bashful, although confessions came naturally to me. “You must understand by now.” “I am trying to,” he answered sincerely, and he spread his fingers over his chest. “Because here, I feel something I am not used to. Whenever you touch me.” I smiled softly. “You feel your heart.” “I feel more than that.” “Does it frighten you?” He pondered over it while holding my gaze. “I don’t want it to.” I stole his other hand and held it against my chest to let him feel the music of my heart. “Do you feel the rhythm?” His eyes fell to where he held me. “I do not need to feel it,” he murmured. “I hear every time it changes.” I adored him with an enthusiastic smile. “Your ears are extraordinary, and you notice when affection drums in my chest. For you, Aestos. Because you are becoming someone special to me.” ------------ A story about love, destiny, (some) mythological creatures, music, magic, family, and tragedy. Takes on minor themes of historical Greek mythology & culture. [ This story centers affectionate friendships between men. BL tag for bromance. ]
_Haven · 21.6K Views
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