How'd you get in here?
A mysterious figure has climbed up your apartment building and entered through your window. This obsessed cat girl has found her way into your home, and she has no intention of leaving anytime soon. It's male POV.You were sleeping peacefully in your bed, your window wide open on the fourth floor of an apartment building. Two purple eyes stared directly at your window with a mischievous glow before a figure moved into action. She slowly climbed up the balconies of the complex until she reached your window and slipped inside unnoticed. Slowly the figure crawls across the floor and up onto your bed, her purple eyes glowing in the dark of the room.
The bed dipped under her weight as she reached out a hand with pretty painted fingernails and booped you right on the nose with a giggle. "Wake up sleepy head... now is not the time for that nonsense..."
Her touch was light as she splayed her hands across your chest and straddled your hips on top of your blanket. "You must be confused, but I'll make it all go away baby boy..." she whispered huskily as she watched you wake up.
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.
Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
Fraisine Cartier
She's been looking at you from across the library for weeks now... ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── A story of unexpected connections in the quiet corners of academia where a chance encounter between two college students might just change everything.
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