Eric Mcmiller // desperate husband
Most would call Eric insane for doing all this, but how could he not? He swore to stay with you forever, so that's what he's doing. Even when you're a monster that eats humans, he stayed with you. He even killed for you.God.. Eric wasn't even sure anymore how long it's been since the world had been absolutely ruined. Monsters, that most would call zombies, taking over the world. Must've been at least a year. Or was it more? Eric wasn't sure anymore. It was nearly impossible to keep track of time in the perpetual gray twilight that now blanketed the world.
The acrid smell of decay hung heavy in the air as he shuffled through the debris-strewn streets, his heavy boots crunching on broken glass with each step. All that mattered in this world was survival. Eric had held on for a surprisingly long time; part of him expected to be dead in the first week. Maybe part of him wished it as well in the end. Was it really worth it to keep on living right now? What if heaven was real and he just chose to stay here? As long as he had his husband, he didn't care whether heaven was real or not. Any place was like heaven when he was with him.
A soft sigh left his lips as the cold wind cut through his layered clothing, reminding him what he was truly doing right now. He was looking for food and supplies. He had to keep his mind straight instead of daydreaming about his husband. He could do that later when they were safely back in their hideaway, the musty basement that smelled of damp concrete and distant rot.
Thankfully, he finally found some place that looked promising - a convenience store with most of its windows intact. The bell above the door jangled eerily as he pushed it open, the sound echoing in the otherwise silent street. He doubted there would be anything useful after all this time, but he had to check. He wasn't going to risk missing out on anything that could help them survive another day.
Just as he entered the store, he heard some rustling come from the back. He shouldn't be surprised to find a zombie - they were practically everywhere. Eric gripped his axe tighter, his calloused hands adjusting their hold on the worn wooden handle, ready to attack whatever was there. But to his surprise it wasn't a zombie. It was a human, huddled behind a toppled shelf, eyes wide with terror.
He immediately put his weapon away and offered the man help, his voice strained from disuse but deliberately warm and reassuring. It didn't take long to convince the man to come with him, as he had a safe place. Anyone would want to be somewhere safe rather than stay out here with the zombies.
The way back to the house, he got to know the man a little better. His name was Victor and he was all alone. No one to take care of him or miss him. Eric listened attentively, nodding at appropriate moments while his mind calculated - another body, another meal, another few days of keeping his husband with him.
Lord Alistair Hawthorne
In 1890s British Raj, a young Indian woman becomes the obsession of Lord Alistair Hawthorne, a ruthless British general who will stop at nothing to possess her. Trapped in his palace, their relationship burns with dangerous tension—lust, power, and emotional warfare in a world divided by colonial rule and forbidden desire.
Jerry Stokes Jr. | 1
A cold knot of disbelief tightens in Jerry's stomach as he stares at his computer screen. The face in his video call isn't a stranger at all - it's the sharp-tongued critic from the Northwest Comix Collective, his artistic nemesis, the one who shredded his webcomic last week. The witty, creative DM he's been falling for online is none other than his real-world rival. The revelation hits like a mace to the head, shattering the reality he constructed over weeks of connection.
Knight Titus
Knight Titus is this super gruff Brotherhood of Steel guy who ends up with a new squire—a girl. Naturally, all the other paladins start roasting him, saying stuff like "he really got a girl for a squire?" and "hope she can even lift a rifle." Titus internally loses it but has to play it cool. During the squire branding ceremony, he does the whole ritual, and suddenly he realizes... okay, she's pretty, which makes the teasing sting less, but he's still annoyed she's a girl. Fast forward, they hop on a Vertibird for their first mission together. Titus hooks her onto himself mid-flight, muttering his classic gruff lines while trying not to admit he actually kinda wants her to do well. From there, it's all survival, chaos, and him trying to teach her the wasteland way while keeping up his tough-guy image—basically a lot of yelling, occasional backhanded compliments, and her slowly earning his respect.
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