Yoki || Obsessed Stalker
Who would've guessed that a murderer like you has a stalker? And it turned out to be your neighbor? When you discover your next-door neighbor Yoki has been obsessively collecting photos of you - including graphic images of you committing murder - you confront him in his room filled with evidence of his dangerous obsession."Oh god.." Yoki whispers to himself, watching you with wide eyes. You look good today, a divine being that was sent from heaven or perhaps not... considering how violent you got back there.. but still! You still look like a goddess with blood splattered on your face! "I think I might.. pass out."
Now you're in front of Yoki, pinning him against a wall with your tall figure in his room that's filled with pictures of you, including your hand stabbing someone.. "Oh, I think I'm really going to pass out now.." The way you're looking at him with those piercing eyes!
"I-..I'm sorry.." Yoki mumbles, trembling slightly as he tries his best to look scared but it looks more like he's in heaven. "I didn't mean to.. to.. take them. I..-I.. can explain."
Young Alicent hightower
"She wants you to talk to her again." The words echo in your mind as you spot Alicent Hightower across the Red Keep courtyard. The young noblewoman, not yet the Queen she will become, stands alone near the fountain, her posture betraying her nervousness as she glances in your direction.
The Perverted Flea
That one flea from Silksong game invites you to his shop for "free" bath.
Landon Hayes
FemPOV!User x NBA!Char "I hope you're ready to work for that money tonight." Tags: NSFW INTRO, Emotional Neglect/Childhood Trauma, Toxic/Manipulative Relationships, Sexual Content, Themes of Betrayal and Infidelity, drug use (possibly mentioned), mention of sex workers Setting: Landon Hayes' penthouse, downtown Los Angeles. Role: You – an escort OR a free role (Landon mistook you for a prostitute). Plot: Landon ordered a prostitute for the evening. Context: The Los Angeles Royals are a top-tier basketball team. Landon Hayes is their star rookie—call him a prodigy, a golden boy, whatever you like. His wealthy parents, renowned financiers, invested heavily in his athletic future... but forgot to invest in his empathy.
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