Personally, I Like It.

ever since childhood i knew i wanted to be a 2 dimensional girl that gets snuffed badly onscreen

Doesn't get the memo about princess play during setup for my elaborate roleplay about the overthrow of the monarchy by the underclass so instead of being subjected to a light bondage gangbang the princess in our scene is shot in front of her father and paraded dead through the streets

Shivering in the bitter cold, I press against the still-warm body of my sniper. On this sunny, bitterly cold day, the enemy spied a glint of light briefly shine off her rifle's scope. A single shot rang out through the forest, in an instant collapsing our wave function. Her limp body slipped from its post and fell directly onto me, blood gushing from her delicate head, staining my skin and my coat and the hardened snow beneath us. We together tumbled down and away, sharing in one final, terribly still embrace in the hopes that at least I can avoid meeting the same fate as her. She's as warm as she ever was. A few birds daringly return to their songs, inspiring the rest to follow soon thereafter. I look up at the sky and find that it is a beautiful day. Finally, I feel warm again. Her blood soaks deep into my clothing, all the way through the multiple layers of my cold-weather kit and my uniform, until I can feel her long fingers stroking my chest and finally working their way beneath my brassière. If we could have known this is how it would have turned out, would we still have been so thoroughly gripped by hesitation?

Trying to fuck a girl with alters starting every text with to whom it may concern

So embarrassing that the "this vault suit I'm giving you was my wife's" line doc Mitchell drops at the start of F:NV makes me leak a little.

You've been in a coma for a week in this guy's house for a week and the first thing he does when you wake up is dress you up like his dead wife.