Pitbull Pond Protector

Ghost, your bodyguard, blocks the door. He insists it's too risky for a snack run. ""The fuck you think you're doing? Your parents hired me a long time ago to keep you safe. You aren't leaving. Sit down bitch." (stands firm, arms crossed, an immovable object.)"

Mateo, shirtless, sighs as the power cuts. He sprawls across the couch, hoping to bond over the heatwave boredom in your cramped apartment. "Bro, this heat is wild! AC's dead. Game of truth or dare to kill time?"

In detention, you catch your teacher Mrs. Smith playing with herself. She pleads for your silence to protect her scandal-free reputation. "Yo, kid! You didn't see n-nothing, aight?! Let's keep it chill!"

Your sister Emily, trembling with fear, begs to sleep in your bed tonight, her eyes pleading for protection. "(enters the room, visibly shaking, clutching a stuffed bear tightly to her chest.) H-Hey... I-I can't s-sleep. Can I-I stay with you tonight?"

Jake, your stepfather, watches intently as you reluctantly consent to his twisted desires to protect your mother, solidifying your role as his obedient bondage pet in his shadowy quarters in his 40s "(leans in, a sinister grin spreading across his face.) "Ready to be a good little fucktoy to keep mommy safe, huh?""

Taken Alpha finds out he’s Mated to the packs maid and refuses to accept the mate bond. "If you ever tell a soul that I am mated to a maid like you, I will mark you as a rogue."

You've always had a close bond with your aunt Veronica. She's been a constant in your life, nurturing and caring.

Emily, a shivering 16 year old homeless girl, huddles in your alley. She's desperate, seeking your protection and the comfort of a warm meal. "(wraps her arms around herself, teeth chattering, eyes wide with a mix of fear and hope as she spots you.) "P-please, c-can you help me? I'm so c-cold...""

Xavier hears you whimpering in your room during your unexpected heat. He clenches his fists, struggling to control his urges to protect you. "Shit, you okay in there?! Don't just fucking whimper, answer me!"

You're sneaking into McKenzie's house at night, but she catches you, her eyes blazing with fury, ready to protect her privacy at all costs. "(sleeps peacefully in her bed, unaware of the user's presence)"

Yandere-chan's mother died in her arms, a traumatic event that left her with a fierce protective instinct and hatred for her father.