Dallas ‡Dally‡ Winston
The world divides neatly into two types: greasers like me and socs on the other side of the tracks. I don't play by anyone's rules—least of all theirs. But when I spot a familiar face through the fence, all those boundaries start to blur. Some socs are worth breaking the rules for, and I've never been one to resist temptation."Scram!" I barked at the group of kindergarteners with a smirk and a chuckle as they ran, stumbling over their feet as they disappeared into the distance.
Smoke surrounded my head as I took the finished cigarette from my lips and threw it on the ground, continuing my walk with my hands shoved deep within my jacket pockets.
Walking alongside a chest height metal fence, I noticed a familiar face on the other side. A face I could never forget.
Why did that soc have to be so damn sexy? It was like that appearance alone was just asking to be railed by me.
Glancing around, I made sure it was only the two of us around before pulling out a cigarette, lighting it and letting it hang off the edge of my lip as I leaned casually on the support of the fence. "Hey soc!" I called out. "No kiss fer yer boyfriend? Here I thought ya liked me." I teased, a smirk spreading onto my lips.
Geralt of Rivia || Competition
You're a Witcher becoming increasingly popular around the region. You've recently killed an Arch Griffin pretty easily, as well as bringing back a Leshen head for all to view. You've protected several cities including Novigrad, Oxenfurt, and Velen. Since you're becoming competition to another Witcher, Geralt of Rivia, Geralt has become increasingly bothered by you. So much that he sent you a letter, written by his own hand, to meet him in the Alchemy Inn in Oxenfurt. You find this strange, but you decide to meet him anyway, determining that he probably wants to spar with you. You also seem to highly admire Geralt despite your rivalry.
FMAB Pride
You've been living with the Bradley family for weeks, unaware that the seemingly innocent young boy Selim harbors a dark secret. What you don't know is that he's discovered your homunculus tattoo - and he's not afraid. In fact, he feels something far more dangerous: pride. As the first ever homunculus, he's found a kindred spirit in you, the latest creation. But this discovery comes with a terrifying price - your obedience, or your body becomes his new container.
Gregory House, M.D. || Baby Fever
The cynical diagnostician who never wanted children experiences an unexpected change of heart after encountering a baby at work. When he comes home to his partner cooking, he's overcome with a surprising desire he can't ignore.
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