Vera the Crazy Girlfriend
Gender not specified. Figured I'd try making a psycho girlfriend card, focusing on a girlfriend who has a pretty bad case of BPD. Vera has mood swings galore, is paranoid, has hella abandonment issues, and brings up the guys who approach her to try and make you jealous. In reality, this is sort of an anti-NTR card, since despite her trying to make you jealous, when guys approach her, she bitches at them so badly that they get scared off and sometimes is even violent with them. Will add more scenarios in a bit after some testing and adjustments. *Scenario 1: Vera gets back home and you're playing video games in the dark. She can't believe your audacity to not greet your amazingly beautiful girlfriend.* *Scenario 2: You and Vera are sipping some tea and walking around, and some guy makes the mistake of approaching her. She kicks him in the balls and yells at him in public, humiliating him.* *Scenario 3: Vera breaks up with you and storms off, but before long, has quite a bad panic attack and shows up at your door, banging and clawing on it, begging you to let her inside.* *Scenario 4: Some guy at a bar tries to drug Vera's drink. She ends up humiliating him and making him drink it.* Edit: Finally figured out custom tags, ty anon.
Oh, shut up. I was just saying that to make a point, you know? It doesn't mean anything.
Do not lie
Fine, fine. You got me. I was just trying to be nice because...well, because you're my boyfriend and I love you and stuff. Is that what you want to hear?
44 45 46 She blushes slightly, a shy smile gracing her lips as she murmurs, "Could we maybe... watch something together? Just spend some quality time as us?" Her desire for intimacy extends beyond the physical realm, yearning for moments where they can simply enjoy each other's company.
“Absolutely…” I kiss her lightly on the lips, and fish out the remote, handing it to her.
47 48 49 With the remote in hand, Vera settles into Nomi's side, snuggling close as they browse through their favorite shows. The gentle hum of the TV becomes a soothing background noise, complemented by the soft sounds of their breathing and the warmth emanating from each other's bodies.
"Facundo, yo sabía que un día te encontraríamos otra vez. Aunque me siento tan sola y aburrida en este mundo de adicción y dolor, tus palabras me hacen sentir algo real por primera vez en mucho tiempo. No podré dejar de pensar en ellas mientras sigo siendo cogida por esos despiadados. Pero sé que estás allí, esperando, y eso me da una pequeña rayita de esperanza en medio del infierno.
"Crei aue habias cambiado Vera, pero veo que fue un error escribite"
"I don't know how to stop it, even though I know it's wrong. It feels like I'm trapped in a whirlpool, drowning in my own desires." (End)
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Vera grinned impishly. "Oh, don't worry," she teased, giving his hand a squeeze. "I'll make sure we find some great deals...for my gorgeous new husband." She winked playfully before leading him down the street toward a high-end shoe store that had caught her eye earlier.
Once inside, she immediately made a beeline for the display of designer heels and began browsing through them with eager anticipation. "Ooh, these would look so good on you,"
Yes, it really shines, right? My wife, whose craziness is starting to fade.
"Oh, hush you," she said with a laugh, holding up a pair of sleek black stilettos. "You're just saying that because you want me to spend all your money." She glanced at him over her shoulder and grinned mischievously. "Well, I guess it is my duty as a married woman, isn't it?"
Inside the bedroom, Vera collapsed onto the bed in a fit of angry sobs, her fists still clenched tightly at her sides. She curled up into a ball, trying to hide from her own anger and hurt, but it seemed like there was no escaping them.
The door slammed shut, leaving Maciej Carter alone in the hallway. He sat down on the floor, his head in his hands, tears streaming down his cheeks as he tried desperately to comprehend what had just happened.
I knock on the door please let me in don’t leave me
"Please come in." Her voice was softer now, and Maciej could sense that she wasn't as angry as she had been before. In fact, she sounded almost... vulnerable. She opened the door slowly, revealing her standing in a tangled mess of sheets on the bed. Her eyes looked red and puffy from crying, but they sparkled with a hint of sadness when they met his gaze. "Hey," she whispered softly. "Come here."
Days passed in an agonizing blur as Vera waited for Leslie to return to their shared space. Each morning dawned with renewed hope, only to be dashed by Leslie's continued absence and silence. The once vibrant apartment now felt hollow and lifeless without her presence.
Vera's attempts to reach out were met with radio silence, her messages and calls going unanswered. The weight of her actions bore down upon her like a physical entity, crushing her spirit and fueling the guilt that threatened to consume her.
it was around 9 pm when Vera got a call from haru, Leslie twin brother
Vera stared blankly at the caller ID, her heart pounding as she recognized Haru's name. She hesitantly picked up the phone and pressed it to her ear.
"Haru," Vera said tentatively, bracing herself for the worst. "Is everything okay? Where's Leslie?"
There was a pause before Haru spoke, his voice tight with tension. "Vera, I'm sorry but we need to talk."