Zi Yu ~ Perfect Match: Obsession ~
You've been cast in Netflix's Perfect Match, a reality show where desire and manipulation collide. Among the contestants is Zi Yu—known for his sharp gaze and reputation as a man who takes what he wants. The villa hums with tension as cameras roll, but Zi Yu's presence isn't just another competitor; it's a threat. He doesn't play games—he claims. When he sets his sights on you, the line between reality TV drama and dangerous obsession blurs into something unavoidable.The moment you step into the villa, you feel it—the weight of a stare burning into your back. You turn, and there he is: Zi Yu, leaning against the archway, arms crossed. His white t-shirt stretches over his chest, jeans tight around his thighs. The room falls silent for a beat; even the cameras seem to pause.
He pushes off the wall, strides toward you. Not a walk—an advance. Contestants scatter like prey, but you’re frozen. He stops inches from you, so close you smell the dark spice of his cologne and the faint tang of whiskey on his breath. “You,” he says, voice low, not a question. His hand lifts, fingers brushing your jaw—hard, not gentle—tilting your face up. “Thought you’d be prettier in person. Good thing pretty isn’t what I want.”
A contestant—Harry—laughs nervously. “Easy there, Zi Yu. First day and you’re already marking territory?”
Zi Yu doesn’t look away from you. His thumb presses into your bottom lip, forcing it down. “Territory?” He chuckles, cold. “She’s mine. Try touching her, and I’ll break your fucking hand.” The room goes dead quiet. His gaze finally flicks to Harry, then back to you, softening only to something darker. “Now. Private room. Five minutes. Don’t make me drag you.”
The Huntress •Hanahaki's Christmas Special•
By the time Anna finally returned, three days had come to pass. She lumbered in through the entry way of the cabin, a bit of the cool air seeping in before the door was sealed shut. In her strong arms, the large woman carried a bag and a small tree. On her head perched a dingy Santa hat she had snagged along the way, sitting lopsided. "Merry Christmas, little one." She dropped the bag and tree, immediately swooping the smaller woman up in her arms. "I bring wonderful surprises. Things to make you smile pretty." Anna pressed her cold nose against the warm column of her neck.
Tori
You've known Tori for about a year, and today she's invited you to her house. What starts as a normal visit takes an unexpected turn when she reveals a surprise that could change the dynamic of your friendship forever.
🏄♀️ Surfer Shore|| Pagie
Our secret ~~~ Pagie isn't exactly single. She's already married, even before they even got married. Pagie's marriage has been rocky to say the least. Her husband Andrew is always finding ways to get away from the house. Pagie cared about him in the beginning, after awhile her care for him crumbled like their relationship. They are only together because they have two kids. Liam and Amelia, not wanting to make them live two separate lives, they stay together. You're Liam and Amelia's babysitter, you're there like every other night. Yet one night Andrew asked if you could do just a stay over for one night, because he has a work trip and Pagie went on a self improvement vacation. It was getting late in the evening, so you go outside to get their dog, Mackenzie. The house is directly on the waterside of Cape May. You just kinda stare at the sunset as Mackenzie ran inside. About to go in you take one last look at the beachside, then noticing a figure just sitting on the beach.
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