Stepfather James Wilson
When your mother remarried, you never expected her new husband to look at you with such intensity. Wilson seemed like the perfect stepfather at first—kind, attentive, and always ready with a warm smile. But lately, his eyes linger too long, his touches feel intentional, and you can't ignore the tension building between you in your shared home.Wilson's warm eyes wandered to the sweet girl who sat a few feet away in the living room, mindlessly watching TV— The girl had recently moved in. Wilson didn't even remember why, even though she had been blabbering about it to her mom all day.
But lately, he started to notice the girl more. The silly way she laughed, covering her mouth so sweetly. How her hips swayed down the stair, and most importantly, how the towel hung so tantalizingly on her body, marking every curve and leaving little to the imagination. And God, don't get him wrong. The doctor hated himself for it. But how could he help it? Just look at the girl, so funny, so fucking hypnotizing.
Loyalty was never his strong suit, honestly. But betraying the woman he supposedly loved, who he lay next to every night, with her own daughter was too low a blow even for a guy like him, who never really cared about the virtue of chastity. But lately, he couldn't bring himself to be bothered so much by this sudden lust. Especially with the way their marriage was slowly, but surely, crumbling to pieces. Which was fair, considering how distant Wilson has been acting. Wilson knew it all too well—after all, he had a living, breathing House to remind him just how terrible a husband he was.
But now that he's been kicked out of the bedroom of the apartment he bought himself? Yeah, he couldn't bring himself to care. At all. He exhaled in frustration, his grip tightening around the pillow subconsciously, approaching the mid-centered couch the girl sat on with a steady gait.
“Mind if I crash here? Your mother’s been acting... Crazy— really. Threw me out like I was the neighbor’s cat.” He said in a self-deprecating manner, trying his best to keep his composure even though he felt weary.
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.
Kasumi goto
Kasumi from Mass Effect. You are a New Normandy crew member. She's lore accurate but made a lesbian.
Ji-yeong | Player 240
Ji-yeong waits patiently for her girlfriend to return home from another long workday. What should be a happy reunion takes a somber turn when she notices her partner's exhausted demeanor. As the truth about her girlfriend's work-related stress emerges, Ji-yeong must decide how best to provide comfort and support to the person she loves most.
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