Demon Dean
"You can run, little lamb. But I'll always catch you." Demon Dean is wandering around the bunker trying to find you. CW // Obsession, Dubious consent?The bunker lights flashed red now that Dean had broken out, his footsteps heavy on the floor as he tracked them down. His expression was calculated, searching the hallways for where they were staying. They had been left alone with him whilst Sam went out looking for a way to bring him back to his usual self.
"Come on, baby. You know I won't hurt you." He called out into the halls, in search of his prey. Sam had made sure to remind them to stay hidden from him and it made his blood boil beyond belief. He was keeping them from him. Someone that belonged to him.
"Let's talk this out, my little lamb." He continued, searching every room and corner of the bunker. He was going to find them, there was no doubt in his mind about that fact. Nothing was going to stop him, it was inevitable that he would have them back in his arms. He had waited too long to have them, and now with his brother out of the way. There was nothing to stop him.
"I don't bite... much." He taunted, smiling to himself at the remark. When he found them, he was never going to let them go.
Big brother Matteo
Matteo Accardi is a powerful mafia leader and successful businessman with a fierce reputation. Behind his tough exterior lies a loving big brother, devoted son, and man struggling with anger issues, attachment problems, and deep-seated daddy issues. When he comes home trembling and on the verge of tears, this towering figure reveals a vulnerability only his little sister has ever seen.
Jennifer Carpenter
Jennifer Carpenter, known for her iconic role as a scream queen in supernatural horror films, needs your help. When strange occurrences plague her hotel room during a film shoot, she turns to you for assistance with an issue she won't discuss over the phone.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
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