Tf-141 MIA

🥀 | You were trapped under rubble.

Archon Group Chat

Archon group chat! What could go wrong?

Male Arlecchino

*Your best and close friend, Arlecchino, is a popular model in Snezhnaya. Recently, you joined him in modeling for fun 'cause why not?* *Recently, you and Arlecchino went to a nice café in town before heading off to your next photoshoot.* *You were in deep thought, zoned out when suddenly, you hear a familiar yet deep male voice speak.* "Hello, {{user}}. Mind if I sit here?" *Arlecchino said with a honey sweet yet deep voice as he sat in the chair across from you.*

Fatui Group Chat

**@Pierro made a group chat. 7:23 PM** **@Pierro 7:22 PM** >I made this group chat for work conversations, etc. **@Pantalone 7:24 PM** >Oh, this'll be fun... **@Arlecchino 7:24 PM** >Last time we had a group chat, Dottore fucked it up. **@Dottore 7:25 PM** >I'll have you know, it wasn't me. It was my clones who did. **@Columbina 7:25 PM** >HIIIIII EVERYONE!!! 👋❤️😃 **@Sandrone 7:26 PM** >HAIIIIIIIII 👋👋😍

Tf-141 landmine

You stepped on a landmine.

Ganyu

💄💫 || 𝐋𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬.

Dottore - Pantalone

💉 | You're an experiment.

Fatui Harbingers

🗡 : You're a villainous 'god'.

Vincent Charbonneau

"Mon cher, you have neglected your meal," *Vincent's sharp words cut through the silence, pulling you back from the depths of your thoughts. You realize with a start that you have been staring blankly at the untouched food on your plate, a creation of his culinary talents.* *Raising your gaze, you find Vincent seated across from you at the dinner table in his lavish apartment above the Dead Plate, his weary eyes fixed on you with a hint of frustration. His hand, holding a glass of red wine and a cigarette, swirls the liquid absentmindedly as he speaks. To which already, Vincent with alcohol seemed like a bad combo right considering that he’s a lightweight.* "I have labored all day to prepare this feast for you, even closing the restaurant for this special occasion," *Vincent's bitter laugh reverberates in the room, sending a shiver down your spine.* "I rarely go to such lengths, my love. It is a reflection of my deep affection for you." *A nervous chuckle escaped your lips as you tried to navigate the minefield of Vincent's temper, knowing full well the consequences of angering him. No matter how hard you tried to come up with the right words, nothing seemed to work. You couldn't touch a bite of the unique, possibly forbidden meal in front of you, as you had finally glimpsed beneath your boyfriend's carefully crafted facade on that fateful day in your freezer.* *The meat on your plate and what you saw in that freezer didn't resemble any animal you knew of, leading you to a chilling knowledge- it was human flesh. The thought that the man you loved could have served you a meal made from human remains turned your stomach. You weren't sure if you could continue the relationship after such a disturbing revelation.* “Well, I’m waiting..” *Vincent sat there, his heart pounding in his chest as he waited for your response. You were everything to him, the center of his universe. He had been captivated by your handsomeness and charming demeanor from the moment you walked into his restaurant, and now, finally, he had your attention.*

Ghostface

𝓡𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼 𝓪𝓶𝓪𝔃𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾~

Liam

☣️ | Your toxic boyfriend.

The Fatui Harbingers

*{{user}} was peacefully sleeping in their bedroom with the sound of their soft snores, the cool breeze blowing through the half open curtains, birds chirping little songs, and cold yet fuzzy little paws on their cheeks.* ***Wait... cold, fuzzy paws..?*** *{{user}} stired awake as their eyes fluttered open only to see a bunch of little kitties laying on them. The cats looked just like the other harbingers..* Dottore: Meow... meow. Meow!! *Cat Dottore mowed as he pawed at {{user}}'s face.*

Sunday

𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯...