#first para

Vice Captain Lohen - my first Para~ 🫶🏻

As the title says, I decided to make Lohen from Genshin my first Para (can‘t wait for his upcoming banner, yaaay >.<). I LOVE Paralives so far, the world is just gorgeous, the colors are beautiful and I adore the comic-style of the Paras! Despite the lack of cc I gave it a shot, I hope he kinda resembles him a little. ^-^

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Chris didn’t mind kissing any of the skaters there, but he couldn’t hide his excitement when Georgi’s spin landed on him, grinning wickedly at the other. He knew he could get a little handsy after a few drinks, but didn’t hold back after the head was placed at the back of his head - his own hands going to the Russian’s neck. 

Delphine sat in the back of her car, smoking a cigarette, watching the world pass by. Her mind was preoccupied to the place she was about to pull up to. Since becoming commandant, she'd had many naysayers to contend with, and tonight was one such night. It seemed as if every time she stomped the rumors down about how she became what she became, there was another le cochon in its place.

No matter. She would stomp this one out exactly as she did the last time...or given how adamant this person was, she could always rip out his tongue. That would do the trick, too.

When they pulled up, the door was opened for her and she stepped out, her heels clacking on the ground. One of their warehouses would suffice for this job. Other cars pulled up as well. As much as Delphine liked to throw her weight around, she didn't quite like to get her hands physically dirty. And there was something special about having a group of people who were willing to do anything and everything she asked them to do. The power of being able to tell them how to handle any given situation, and it being handled exactly how she'd described. She always got a rush from that, this time was no different.

She didn't quite acknowledge the others, so much as nodded and they followed. She could hear their footsteps behind her, but she could also hear the sound of physical violence. A punch here, a kick there, and she started to smirk.

"Well, well," she said as she approached, her blue eyes sparkling, a hint of a vicious smile and a tone that would make any man run away from her as fast as their legs would take them. "I see we've been quite busy before I arrived." She took another drag of her cigarette. Flanked by her bodyguards and those who did her bidding, she moved in front of the man and crossed her arms. She didn't know his name, or if she did, it was so insignificant that it need not matter. What mattered, were the words that kept leaving his lips. Words she could not abide, not in any situation.

"I suppose you know why you're here?" She asked, gesturing around at the space but also at the men and women she'd asked to be in attendance. It was a show of strength, a show of how much brutality she was really capable of. She did this for every single one of the fuckers who said she didn't deserve to be where she belonged. She wanted them to see. She wanted them to run back and tell their friends what she was truly capable of. She leaned forward to get into his face, and he whimpered and tried to shy away, causing the men holding each shoulder to push him forward. "Awww..." she said with a fake pout. "I think he's a little scared. But...I thought I was nothing to be afraid of?"

Without warning she leaned forward and put the lit end of her cigarette out on the middle of his forehead. The sizzle was one of the sweetest sounds she'd ever heard. As he yelled out, she inspected him and saw that he had a broken arm, possibly a broken cheek bone and the way he was hunched, maybe even a broken rib. She contemplated for a moment. What would send a message? Her eyes narrowed and she stood up to her full height. She looked at the men whose knuckles were already bloody. "I want his teeth out. Knock them out...pull them out...it makes no matter. Just make sure that he suffers, yeah? Maybe even pull them out one at a time. Then dump him where you found him."

And with that, she walked back the way she came and got back in her car, headed for home. Another cigarette was lit and a heavy drag was taken from it. A sigh left her lips as she let the smoke out slowly and leaned back and closed her eyes.

The spring breeze was simply perfect. The night could not get any better, no one was around to bother her nor to disturb her. Azul had a very old comb she’d found below the sea in an old sunken ship. She combed her long chocolate locks with a tint of gold at the end of it. The moon was silent and very beautiful just like her. She looked up at the moon and smiled. Half of her tail was in the water and the other was on a rock in the lagoon. Neverland was most beautiful at night. Of course she loved the day but the night was something else she could not explain.   

Emma frantically paced around her living room, waiting for the microwave to sound that the popcorn was done. Emma was, for the most part, excited for tonight. Although, somewhere in the back of her mind, she was nervous. After talking to Niall a couple of times, she could feel herself start to develop feelings for Niall. She never meant for it to happen, but it did. She had met Niall once before, a couple years back. He was young and just starting his career. She thought he was adorable, sweet and charming at the time, but she had just met him. Never had she thought that after all these years, she would meet him again at some place she decided to go to in order to relax.. but she did. Was it fate? Was it coincidence?..

The pair had been thick as thieves for as long as Maggie could remember. He was always her protector, her shield, her sword. She was always his delicate flower, his princess, his world. 

She'd kept it from him for a while, weeks maybe, but now it was too late, she was leaving tomorrow and she wasn't sure how to say goodbye, much less tell him she was leaving. 

It hadn't been a rushed decision. Maggie had been wanting it for a while and Aunt Gen knew it- Maggie only had to say the word and Gen would make sure she had a spot at the Bijou. She even offered to have Maggie stay at her place if she couldn't find herself an apartment. If it hadn't been for Aunt Gen, her parents never would've let her leave.

Despite the fact that her parents met at the Bijou Noir all those years ago, they didn't exactly trust that their daughter knew what she was getting into. Still a virgin in ever sense of the word, Maggie was very naive to the world of sex; a fact she was not proud of, and one she wanted to overcome. What better way to learn than at a brothel? Lucky for them, they knew of the best one intimately!

The decision had come after a day of adolescent torture, the girls at school constantly in her face about when she would finally get a boyfriend, when she would finally swipe her v card. It wasn't a one-time thing, either. The girls at school (all of whom were apparently sexual masters even at their ridiculously young ages) would taunt and tease her mercilessly and Maggie, too ashamed to tell anyone, simply took it. Until she couldn't take it any more.

Enough was enough. She was out of school, she was ready to move out, she had a place, she had a means- the only thing holding her back was her older brother Ryan. The bond they shared was unlike any relationship she'd ever had. It was a passionate, stead-fast bond; one of jealousy, of devotion, of lust-filled desires (at least occasionally in her dreams). Not that the two ever spoke of it aloud.. No. It was taboo to even think something like that, even despite the fact Ryan was adopted.

Tara was nervous, being in this new place was.. weird to say the least. However her house was better than thougt it would be. It had a couch, bed, kitchen and more. Tara had more supplies than she thought she did now she had a place to put them all. The house wasnt empty, it was nice. She was just glad not to be alone anymore. Leon had always been there for her, since he found her and Dave.. Leon was all she had after Dave and her dad. It wasn't uncommon for him to come over and get tweaked by her. She may not know everything but she knew a lot. He said he would be over in an hour, and she set her timer. Using that time to clean up a bit. her house had wood floor which she was happy about, and to make things not so awkward she put a blanket on the floor so it didnt have to be her bed. Not that she would complain but it would be easier.