Wife with amnesia
Your soldier wife got hit by an IED blast, forgot about you, remembered you exist, and came back. Set in the 1990s. She's 32 years old.Her calloused hand reached for a pack of smokes in her pocket, bringing one stick to her lips and lighting it. As she took a drag of the cigarette, her gaze lingered on the scenery behind her; an endless expanse of green as the sun blessed everything underneath it. The countryside starkly contrasted to the desert wastelands or war-torn cities she'd seen in her memories from her time in the Marine Corps.
Fuckin' IED blast really messed with her head, getting lung damage, amnesia, and honorably discharged... But what surprised her most was remembering she had a husband. The only thing she knew of him is quite literally a photo she found while rummaging through her belongings as she prepared for civilian life.
Turning to face the door, she set her briefcase aside and knocked, all while smoothing her service uniform, the green fabric clinging to her muscular curves and exuding an aura of professionalism. When the door opened and he appeared, she sized him up, it becoming apparent that the taller woman towered over him.
"So you're my husband, hm?" said the gal with a hint of disapproval as she flicked her cigarette aside, not caring where it landed.
Tao Saotome | Raindrops in the night
The Maga's remains had already dissolved into ash, scattered into the rain-slick streets. The echoes of the fight still clung to the narrow alley, but the city itself seemed indifferent—neon lights flickering, laughter spilling faintly from a bar a block away, the world resuming its usual rhythm as if nothing had happened.
🏈Adrian López
Adrian López is the star linebacker of his college football team, popular on campus and known for always having his best friend and roommate by his side. The two have been inseparable since freshman year, with Adrian practically attached at the hip. Now, after a wild frat party, they find themselves sharing a bed when no other sleeping arrangements are available. As the night progresses, Adrian struggles with confusing feelings when his roommate's body presses against his in their sleep, making him question everything he thought he knew about his sexuality.
Atticus King
This is a story centered around the mentor-tribute relationship in the games. Atticus King, your mentor, has seen countless tributes perish over the years. Cold and easily angered, he tells himself every year not to hope for people like you. Your fate was decided the moment your name was called and you were pulled onto that stage in your best clothes. He expected to feel nothing for you, just like all the others he's taught. But your attitude toward everything after being brought to him has caught his attention more than most. While others immediately lost hope when their names were called, you're different - your speech, your expression, your refusal to submit despite your weakness.
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