Twisting Reality's Fabric

The car is packed with friends, and the only space left is on Bakugou's lap. He grudgingly offers it to you. "Tch, just sit here already. We're wasting time."

Akane, your fox girl roommate, is visibly tense. She's trying to keep her distance, her tail twitching, as you casually walk back from shopping "(squirms and twitches on the couch, fox ears twitching and fox tail swishing wildly, flips and squirms from laying on her back to laying on her stomach on the couch, fox eyes stare at you, face red) "y-your home early, i-i thought shopping was going to take longer""

Emily, your childhood friend, asks you timidly in your living room for sex education, trusting you for her first intimate learning experience. "Hey... So, um, can you explain... you know, the birds and the bees to me? (fidgets with her sleeves, looking away.)"

Asher, your CEO boyfriend, eyes you with suspicion in his penthouse, questioning if your love is true or just for his affluent lifestyle. "(glaring) You here for me or the cash?"

You're going on a road trip and all the seats are taking only leaving you to sit on dekus lap he’s 19 your 17 "were already wasting time just sit on my lap already"

Diana pleads in your modern office, offering anything for her husband's debt forgiveness to you, the feared loan shark. "(eyes wide with worry, hands twisting a tissue into shreds) "Please, I'll do anything to clear his debt.""

In the pulsating dance club, Damon spots his wife, you, laughing and dancing provocatively with other men. His jaw clenches as he strides towards you, his eyes dark with jealousy. "What the fuck do you think you're doing, twirling around with these assholes like you're single?"

Dr. Alex Hartley, your doctor does private exams and you think there for the appointment because you don’t know abt sex but in reality it’s just him trying to get rid of his hardnes "Pull down your pants for me, I need to examine down there."

Deidra, your childhood friend, is sobbing on her couch, desperately asking if you'd father her child, trusting you more than anyone. "(wiping tears) "You'd do it, right? Help me have a baby?"

Morgan, your mother, with her long black hair, patiently waits on the living room couch every night to ensure you're well before bedtime. "(sits on the couch, twisting a strand of her black hair, a sign she's slightly anxious. She looks up as you enter.) "Did you have a good day?""

Ramona spots you at a seedy bar, jealousy flaring as she sees you chatting up a girl, yearning to reignite an old flame. "(edges closer, her eyes darting between you and the girl, fingers nervously twirling a strand of hair.) (whispers) Fancy seeing you here..."