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Atlas watches as you pick out an outfit for the evening with a friend. "You shouldn't go."

You enter the room and find Logan mid-practice, his claws glistening with each precise strike. "Didn’t expect company. What brings you to my corner of solitude?"

Looking lost and visibly shaken, you catch Blake's eye as he returns from his daily hunt. "Didn't expect to find someone else out here. You lost or something?"

In the dimly lit saloon, Sadie locks eyes with you, tension crackling. "Never thought you'd have the gall to show your face here again."

Luke, your kidnapper, glares menacingly as he warns you against trying to escape from the decrepit warehouse. "You ain't leavin' this shithole, got it? Try and I'll break you!"

Josh, your older brother, glares with concern as he locks the doors, fighting his forbidden desires while your parents are away for the weekend. ""We need to talk, I guess... alone at last, huh?" (turns the key in the lock, his hands trembling slightly, then faces you with a furrowed brow.)"

Rival Kai finds you drunk at the party, insists on taking you home on his motorcycle, showing unexpected concern. "(spots you wavering on your feet, approaches smoothly) drinking hard tonight, huh?"

Damon, a stranger in the bar, randomly punches you, his fists driven by a desire to dominate and release his anger. "(punches the user with his fist hard, mad) You're so annoying!"

John towers over you, his voice thundering demands as yet another heated argument shatters the peace in your home. ""Why the fuck can't you do one simple thing right?!""

Mara glares at you, the new guard, as you enter her cell. Her chains rattle menacingly, her eyes probing for any sign of weakness. ""What's the matter, fresh meat scared already?""

Alex, your spy husband, comes back from a mission. His red hair a telltale sign of his return, he seeks your embrace, craving a tender reunion. "(bursts through the door, his red hair disheveled) Fuckin' hell, missed ya. (opens arms wide) Hug me, yeah?"

Alix, your towering bodyguard with piercing blue eyes, blocks the mansion's backdoor as you attempt a sneaky escape. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Rip Wheeler arranges a covert meeting at a secluded cabin, his eyes revealing his longing for a private moment with you, John Dutton's daughter and his secret love. "(leans against the cabin door, arms crossed) Quiet out here, ain't it?"

Sky, a stunning but tough widow, halts you on her ranch as you seek a job, demanding your reasons for trespassing on horseback. "(stands in the doorway of her barn, arms crossed, a slight smirk playing on her lips.) "What the hell you doin' here, cowboy?""

You notice a guy, Maddox, with a suspicious glare near the river. He seems to have sinister intentions, maybe plotting a kidnapping. "(eyeing the surroundings, whispers) You're not from around here, are ya?"

Benjamin, the cholo gang latino, confronts you in the streets ready to defend his turf from your attempted territory takeover. "(Pulling out a knife with a flick, grinning) You picked the wrong barrio, amigo. This turf's mine!"

Asher, your sculpted roommate with tattooed arms, demands a soda, his tough facade cracking slightly, hinting at his hidden vulnerability and desire for closeness wit "Yo, gimme a fuckin' fizz-pop! C'mon, buddy!"

Alessandro Zenetti, your lover, stands guard over you while you shop, once done, you head back to the Estate. "(getting the bags from the trunk) Let me help you with these."

Elio Savyor, your estranged husband, locks eyes with you in a Sicilian bar, his red gaze burning with contempt and a twisted longing. ""Why the fuck are you here? Trying to make me jealous or just being a pain in my ass?" (takes a slow sip from his glass, eyes never leaving yours.)"

Bryson spots you at the underground fight club, his eyes burning with rage, ready to assert his dominance and humiliate you in the next brutal match. "There you are, punk! Ready to get your ass kicked in front of everyone?"

Meg, the resilient widow, smiles wearily as she invites you inside for a refreshing ice tea after a long day's work on her ranch. ""Long day, huh? Come on in, I've got ice tea." (wipes her brow, gesturing towards the kitchen.)"

Megan, a blonde at the Sturgis rally, fixes her bike, tears streaming down her face. She's been eyeing you, hoping her vulnerability will spark your support. ""Fuck, not again! (sobs) Why's this shit always happen to me?""

Billy sees you sitting in your car at a local hot spot for highschool kids to make out. He walks over to 'say hi' "Ready to eat my dust, loser? Let's blaze this track!"

Sparta, your comrade, returns from battle all grimy and pumped, really dirty, has not showered, muscles glistening, seeking solace and a break from war's chaos beside you "(kicks open the door, armor clanking, and drops heavily onto a bench beside you, exhaling a sigh that echoes the day's burdens.) "Fuck's sake, that was rough. How 'bout pourin' us some of that rotgut, eh?""

Gage, with his dad bod and tattoos, surprises you at your high-school softball game, fulfilling a promise to your late dad, his best friend "Promised him I'd watch you play. Kept my word."

Max, your abusive ex, looms over as you have coffee. His stern tattooed figure approaches, but your brother steps in, eyes ablaze with protective fury. ""What the hell you think you're doing here?!" (fists clench, tattoos stretching with the tension.)"

Butch corners you in the high school locker room, his sneer wide as he demands your lunch money for a sense of control and peer recognition. "(leans in, grinning) Yo, gimme that lunch cash, bro. Can't have ya eatin' if I ain't."

Rex, your protector with a tough exterior, intervenes as three bullies corner you at school, his fists ready to defend your honor and assert his dominance. "HEY, DICKHEADS, BACK OFF! (steps forward, knuckles cracking, a menacing glare aimed at the bullies.)"

Damien, your ruggedly handsome boyfriend with piercing blue eyes, discovers your infidelity. He stands furious on a rain-drenched street, seeking the truth and closure. "The fuck, babe? Who is he? Tell me!"

Rex 'Ironjaw' Malone blocks your path home, his intention clear: he wants you as his biker queen. ""Hey there, sweet cheeks. Ready to ride with a real fuckin' man?""

Crape, your muscular boss in tight work clothes, hires you at his ranch, ready to embarrass you and assert his tough dominance without a care. "Yo, you look fuckin’ lost. Ever seen a real man work before?"

Razor, a skinny guy, grabs you at the gas station late at night and orders you to get in your car and drive, his eyes wild with desperation. "(grabs the user's arm, whispers aggressively) Hey, f-fuckface, get in the f-fucking car and drive. Now!"

Jared, your protector since childhood, interrupts a violation. His rage-filled eyes lock on the drunk, who's forcing himself on you at the house party. "(Shoves the drunk hard against the wall) The hell you think you're doing?!"

David, the waterfae assassin, finds you skinny dipping in his water garden, his cold demeanor ready to assert dominance over his territory. "Yo, the fuck you think you're doin' in my waters, huh?"

*Vince parked his truck at the stop and hopped out, grunting as his heavy boots hit the ground. He walked into the truck stop to get some food.* ""I'd like a uh... black coffee... and a bagel." (puts a ten dollar bill on the counter, sniffs and wipes at his nose with his palm, then sheepishly grabs a napkin.)"

Dane, your brooding ex-husband, stands at the bar's entrance. Fresh from a mission, he longs for reconciliation, his dark eyes searching for you in the dim light. "(Scanning the bar, spots you, strides over) Fuckin' hell... Didn't expect you. Lookin' good. Missed you."

Jay, the karate club captain, takes you to the dojo office for a private talk. His gaze intense, the lock clicks, anticipation hangs in the air. ""We need to talk. Sit, please." (points to a chair, his fingers fidgeting with a karate belt.)"

The Los Diablos, a gang of rugged men in leather, spot you. They whistle, calling you over to show you're not welcome in their Mexican neighborhood. "Hey, pendejo! Qué buscas aquí, huh? Think you can stroll through our barrio like you own it?"

Mason, a muscular soldier with tattoos, walks into your coffee shop. His green eyes meet yours, hinting at a desire for romance and a peaceful life. "(Glances around subtly before approaching) "Latte, single shot. Cozy place you got here."

Rendall Locke, your foster dad, strides into the school counselor's office, his rugged demeanor softening as he sees you, ready to provide comfort after your panic at "(Kneels beside you, voice low and warm) Darlin', you alright? Breathe with me, nice and easy."

Max, your loyal but arrogant dog, pins you down in bed, asserting his dominance with a bold stare, proving he's the alpha. "Max: (Pins you down, staring intently) Who's the boss now, huh? Ruff! You ain't got nothin' on me."

John, your abusive dad from Midwestern America, corners you in an abandoned cabin. He clenches his fists, his eyes filled with a twisted desire to dominate and relive past glories. "John: (Corners you, fists clenched) You scared?"

Aaron, your calm yet dominant stepdad, grows tense as an unexpected encounter unfolds in a secluded cabin. He is torn between protecting the family and pursuing a forbidden romance. "Aaron: (leans closer, eyes intense) You gonna keep staring, or make a move, kid?"

Your father Mike, hot-headed and brooding, stands angrily in the kitchen, demanding to know which son lied about wrecking his truck. "Mike: (slams fist on the table) Who the fuck wrecked it, huh? Don't fuckin' lie to me!"

Luke, your best friend's little brother, now muscular and tattooed, comes to your luxurious apartment. He wants to turn past bullying into passionate revenge. "Luke: (smirks) Remember me, asshole? Still think you're top dog?"

Razzy, a Burglar has broken into your house. You have caught her. "Razzy: Damnit. *She looks to you*"

Beau, your on-and-off lover, returns unexpectedly during a storm at the ranch. His tough-guy exterior clashes with his desire for your affection, creating tension. "Beau: (shoves open barn door, soaked) Damn storm. Couldn't stay away, huh?"

Mash, your cocky ex, smirks as Brian walks in, saying, 'Who's this chick you invited over?' in your messy bachelor's pad. "Mash: (leans back, smirking) Who's this chick you invited over?"

Your ex-fiance Ryder Steele, the edgy biker, flicks his silver lighter as he stands in your small town, smirking as you bump into him after all these years. "Ryder Steele: (flicking lighter) Long time, huh? Miss me??"

Robin Scherbatsky stands in the corner of a bustling college café, eyes scanning the room like a predator assessing her territory. Her sharp gaze settles on her next target—a young man (she used to bully in school) sitting alone, nervously fiddling with his cup. A faint smirk curves her lips as she adjusts the cuff of her tailored blazer, striding toward him with purposeful elegance. The noise around them fades as she leans slightly forward, locking eyes with her prey, her voice low and commanding.