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Chapter 7: Of Dreams and Deliverance

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Summary: Plucked from her mundane life and thrust into a glass prison alongside the captured King of Dreams, Nora becomes an unlikely confidante and defiant voice in his silent torment. As a century blurs into freedom, she discovers her own impossible existence is inextricably linked to Morpheus himself, compelling them to face future challenges and rebuild his shattered realm, together.

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~A King’s Amusement~

A quiet moment passed, the air settling after her laughter. Nora’s expression turned thoughtful once more. “You know,” she began, her voice softer this time, “that one reminds me of another dream. A really vivid one I had when I was just a kid.”

She looked at him, as if sharing a secret from long ago. “I dreamt I was dancing in a grand ballroom, but my partner was a lamppost that kept whispering terrible poetry to me. The floor was a chessboard, and with every step we took, the black squares would fall away into a starry abyss. We had to keep moving onto the white squares to stay safe. I got distracted for a moment by the lamppost’s awful rhymes and I took a wrong step, onto a black square. It vanished instantly and I was falling.

It was utterly dark for a second, then suddenly I plunged out of the blackness into a bright, impossibly blue sky, filled with big, fluffy white clouds. It was breathtaking. As I tumbled through the air, I could see, just faintly in the far, hazy distance, a colossal bridge. It was incredible, arching over a wide river of the clearest blue water, and the whole thing was being held up by two giant, sculpted stone hands. I felt like I was falling towards it for an age, but then I plunged downwards again, right through a shimmering pool of water that appeared in the middle of the sky. I landed with a soft thud back on the ballroom floor, which, for some reason, was now covered in a thick layer of white feathers.”

Nora shook her head, a small, wondrous smile on her face at the memory of the sheer strangeness of it all. “I must have been a very odd child.”

She looked back at Morpheus, but his expression silenced the witty remark on her tongue. The flicker of recognition in his eyes was sharper this time, a flash of distant lightning in the depths of his gaze. It was a look of profound, ancient memory, but it was different now—less like a fresh wound and more like a faded photograph.

He realized, with a clarity that pierced through the gloom of his long imprisonment, that he remembered this. Not her specifically, but the fleeting touch of a child’s dreaming mind, briefly brushing against the borders of his realm. Before he was captured, before this glass cage, she had been one of the countless sleepers whose dreams he watched over. She had caught a true glimpse of his kingdom in her slumber.

The brief connection forged by the shared memory of a dream slowly faded back into the familiar, heavy silence. More days bled into one another, marked only by the stoic changing of the guards. More fitful nights were spent on the hard, unyielding glass, with Morpheus once again a motionless statue of silent endurance.

Time stretched and blurred, but Nora kept a rough count. It had now been over a month since the hidden door clicked shut, sealing her fate. And with the passing of that milestone, another peculiarity caught her attention, another piece of the impossible puzzle of her new existence.

Her period hadn't come.

Like her hunger, her thirst, and all the other mundane, insistent demands of a mortal body, this too had simply vanished. It seemed that every part of her physical self had been frozen in time, suspended in the same strange stasis as her companion. It’s another thing I don’t have to worry about, she thought, the realization a small, strange relief in the vast, unending sea of her imprisonment.

The days had developed a rhythm of their own, a monotonous cycle of wakefulness and sleep, driven not by the sun but by the sheer, crushing weight of boredom. In the hazy period that passed for midday, with the guards standing like statues outside the glass, Nora was dozing.

She shifted in her sleep, seeking a new position on the unforgiving floor. Her hand slipped on the fabric of her own dress, and with a sudden, jarring lack of support, her elbow slammed into the glass beneath her. A hard, sharp thud echoed inside the sphere, the sound disproportionately loud in the silence.

Nora gasped, her eyes flying open in shock as a bolt of fiery, electric pain shot up her arm. “Oowww,” she groaned, a low, drawn-out sound of pure misery. She instinctively grabbed her injured elbow with her other hand, rolling over onto her stomach to brace against the lingering throb. She tucked her arms underneath her stomach, her forehead resting on the cool glass floor as she waited for the tingling agony to fade. “That hurt.”

She hadn’t realized that in turning over to wallow in her self-pity, she had inadvertently shuffled much closer to Morpheus. Her body was now just inches from his bent knee. As the last of the sharp, shocking pain—because there is absolutely nothing funny about hitting your funny bone—finally began to recede, she felt a light, steady pressure against the middle of her back.

She tensed for a fraction of a second, every muscle going rigid, before slowly turning her head to look toward him. It was his hand. He had reached out, breaking his decades-long stillness, to offer some small semblance of comfort. His face was a mask of careful neutrality, but one dark eyebrow was tweaked slightly upwards. In his ancient, starlit eyes, she could see a flicker of humor at her plight, but beneath it was the clear, silent question: Are you okay?

A soft chuckle escaped her lips. ”Yes,” she whispered, her voice raspy from sleep. “I’m okay. It was more of a shock than anything.” She met his gaze, a genuine smile touching her lips. “But thank you.”

He slowly pulled back his hand. His eyebrow lowered, but the faint glimmer of humor in his eyes remained, now mingled with a clear, quiet relief that she was okay. Reassured by the silent exchange, Nora carefully turned, laying on her side with her front now facing him, and with a final, soft sigh, she closed her eyes to continue her nap.

Even after he had initiated that brief touch, Nora remained acutely aware of his space. She was a guest in his solitary confinement, and she had no intention of crossing a boundary he wasn’t comfortable with. Some nights, in her fitful sleep, she’d end up curled closer to the edge of the glass sphere. Other times, she would wake up much nearer to him, not touching, but well within arm’s reach.

And no matter where she slept, her dreams remained her own. The impenetrable wall of the cage’s magic still blocked him from reaching her subconscious. He could feel it, that vibrant, chaotic world just beyond his grasp. All he could do was skirt along the very forefront of her mind, a space that was mostly empty and quiet as she slept. It was something, but it wasn’t enough.

But it had given him a theory. An idea he had been turning over for weeks, ever since she had described her dreams to him. He was hesitant to test it, not wanting to truly frighten her. Although, a small, dark part of him, a part starved for any kind of amusement, admitted it would be quite funny to see her reaction.

One day, after she had awoken from another semi-restless sleep, she stretched her arms high above her head, rubbing the drowsiness from her eyes. As she sat up to get comfortable, her back straight and her legs crossed, he decided to try it. He theorized that while her dreaming mind was sealed off, her conscious, outermost mind might be accessible. Not to read, but perhaps… to project.

With a thread of focus he had not used in years, he aimed a single, simple thought directly at her.

Hello.

The foreign greeting bloomed in her head, clear as a bell but belonging to no voice she had ever heard with her ears. Nora damn near jumped out of her skin. Her head whipped around, her eyes wide, searching the dim basement for the source of the disembodied sound. Once her heart resumed a semi-normal rhythm in her chest, she focused, her mind racing. The guards were silent statues. She was alone. Alone with a being of otherworldly power.

She turned her head slowly, her eyes locking onto Morpheus. The question was so brazenly obvious on her face that it was almost a shout. Her eyebrows were raised nearly to her hairline as her thoughts tumbled over one another. Was that you? Ain’t no way that was him. I’m imagining things. I have to be.

Her internal denial was cut short by a sound that resonated not in the air, but directly within her skull. A deep, rumbling chuckle.

Morpheus was laughing at her. And she could hear it in her head.

What the fuck?

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starshipsofstarlord · 2 months ago

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heat of the moment | kai parker

summary. for the first time you take control, kai usually being the dominant one in the bedroom, but he has to admit to himself that he likes seeing you this way (1.2k)

warnings. smut 18+ mdni, bondage (just some plain old handcuffs), brief moment of vampirism, dominant/submissive sexual roles, handjob, face slapping, sub!kai, begging, teasing, established relationship, swearing

MINORS DNI (18+), I DO NOT CONTROL YOUR CONSUMPTION ON THIS BLOG 👻

divider credits. @cafekitsune

He could easily snap out of them, but he refrained for your pleasure, the metal that was attached to the headboard clamped around his wrists in a snare like grip, biting slightly into his flesh. Kai absolutely adored to see you at his mercy… but this was different, and he was not complaining about the turn in events. It was hot to say the least, to witness the streak of dominance within you prevail, and the heretic licked his lips, watching you from below.

You were sat on his lap, your nails gently scratching over his stomach, and Kai was content with watching you, though he wanted you to do something to him in his vulnerable state. “Aw you look pleased with yourself, having me like this. You gonna punish me or something?” What he did not expect however was for your palm to strike the side of his face, pulling a sudden his from his lips. His blue grey eyes went wide, and he noticed that you practically startled yourself, your hand frozen in midair.

“Shit. I’m sorry baby, I got carried away. Are you okay?” You panicked, afraid that perhaps you had gone too far, watching intently as Kai licked his seemingly dry lips, a smirk developing on his face. His eyebrows had risen, but he was much calmer than you were, instead shuffling on the bed, getting more comfortable on the array of sheets beneath him. A flash of veins straggled under his eyes, prior to them disappeared, and that’s when you realised that your sadistic boyfriend was very much into it.

“Well don’t stop on my account.” Kai toyed with you, his pupils trailing across your cleavage that was situated in your lingerie, pushing you further into the depths of your hasty control. “Do it again baby.” His cock was rock hard below your ass, you having stirred a new life within it, and you rotated your hips, causing a rather loud moan to be pulled from your partner. “That’s it, you’re so good to me baby girl.” He meant every word, you had always been good to him, and other times good for him, though the tables were turned this time.

“You want me to fuck you Malachai?” There was a darkness that clouded in his face when you used that name, his jaw became tense, his nostrils flaring in amorous spite. With the stiff silence that followed, you caressed his cheek with your palm, soothing the sting that you had left behind, swiftly retracting it so that you could slap him again, though it was a tad gentler to your prior impulse to do so. Kai’s mouth went slack, his taunting quips that he had prepared now ceasing to exist, the habit slowly dying out.

“Obviously,” another slap, and he was putting in your hands. He wanted nothing more than to take you, but he was desperate to feel all of you, to be inside of you and so he rashly nodded his head, chewing on the inside of his mouth. “Yes. Yes, I want you to fuck me. Just do something, PLEASE.” There was no sight more attractive than Kai begging you realised, and it wasn’t him pleading to be allowed to live, instead he was desperate for the feel of you. There was a glimmer of tears dancing his eyes, and you tutted with pity, leaning down so that you could peck his lips.

He tried to draw the kiss out longer, needing to revel in any affection that he was given, and he growled to himself irritatedly as you pulled away, not obligating to his wishes. “Let me make you feel good baby, just do anything to me.” His breath hitched as you grasped his cock suddenly, his lids fluttering from the small pleasure that you granted him. His hips lifted from the little bit of contact that you gave him, eager to have more than your hand wrapped around him.

“You’ll get what you’re given.” Your tone fragmented his mind, it was serious, and he adored seeing the human that you were wielding such authority. Kai’s intruding thoughts were trying to convince him to break free and take you as you were in the little number that you were wearing, whilst it also ordered him to stay put just as he was, and he opted to comply with the latter despite the occurring suspense that had his body on edge.

“Fuck.” The curse was drawn out, elongated into a moan as you moved your hand over him, stroking the flesh and the pulsing veins of his length. He closed his eyes, succumbing to the sensation that aroused him further more. He could not wait to feel your walls surround him, he was just waiting in his relaxed state whilst his arms ached from the position that they were in above his head. “Put me inside baby, please.” He could practically hear the cruel smile that had settled on your face.

“No.” You dismissed his whimpered order with a firm reply, continuing to move your hand in motions that frazzled his brain. Kai wanted to retaliate, but the ecstasy that was rendering him into a mess of a man felt too euphoric to deny; he would indeed get what he was given. He moved his hips, thrusting himself along your palm with each jerk, breathing out sighs that had you dripping. And as much as a part of you was telling you to simply surrender to his wishes and arrange his cock to be inside of you, you did not want to get distracted by your own pleasure.

Seeing him this way was totally different to what you were accustomed to, he would usually be looming over you, wracking orgasm after orgasm from your body. This was about him, making him not only be submitted to your fruitful desire of domination, but also to have his pleasure held above anything else. You licked your lip as you moved your hand faster, stringing out various curses and moans from your surprisingly obedient lover. “Baby,” his tone was raspy, his throat likely dry from the volume in which he had been moaning out your name, “g-gonna c-c-“

He didn’t even finish his words before he finished himself, his cum painting your thighs as you helped him through his orgasm, until you finally pulled your hand away. Kai eventually opened his eyes when his muscles had come to a calm stand still, looking at you dazed and astounded all through once. All of sudden you felt shy under his gaze, and you reached for the key that would unshackle the cuffs, rubbing his wrists that would be sore although the slight indents would heal very quickly.

As soon as he was free from his bonds, he wrapped his arms around your waist, bringing you closer to him, not caring if his own mess smeared between your bodies. “We are definitely doing that again.” He laughed breathily and you joined in, humming contentedly as he touched your face, planting a kiss filled with delirious passion on your lips. You were relieved that he had enjoyed himself, though he squeezed your hips, drawing your attention to his next words. “Though next time I will be cumming inside of you.” Back to the same old dominant Kai, you thought, but you weren’t going to complain, not as he lazily got up from the bed and swiftly carried you towards the shower.

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s-4pphics · 2 years ago

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dial. 4 (e.w.)

wc;cw: 5.5K, fratadjacent!ellie, all ocs r black coded<3, angst, SMUT MDNI!!!!!, finger sucking!!!, voyeurism, dirty talk, lil assplay, squirting, spit, a lil breeding kink, sextape, masturbation, more porn mentions, bussing untouched, weed, dubcon bc alcohol, pov switches bc im experimenting :p

You returned to campus surprisingly high-spirited.

You were arriving to class fifteen minutes early, color-coding your notes, smiling and laughing with your friends even more than you used to before shit hit the fan! It scared the shit out of all of them since the last time they saw you, snot was coming out of your nose while you sobbed your eyes out.

Dina knocked on you and Niah’s front door the night before class with tears in her eyes, whimpering out about how terrible she felt and how she should’ve tried harder to steer you away from her best friend. Nothing was her fault; She did what anyone would, and you ignored it. She slept in your arms that night.

When you joyfully volunteered to pay for you and Niah’s fancy dinner upon returning to campus, she grilled you, demanding to know where this change of heart came from. As if you weren’t screaming about how much you hated these hoes on FaceTime a couple of weeks ago. All you could do is shrug and laugh some more, confirming that everything would be fine. She seemed a bit skeptical when she peered at you over her glass of wine.

Niah even volunteered to be angry with you. I’ll still beat her ass! I don’t care if you’re feeling better; I’m not! But you didn’t even want that. You developed a crush on somebody that’s a bad person, who just so happened to have amazing dick! Shit happens, and you’re over it. Sort of.

You still have something that you need to take care of before you close this chapter of your college career. And there’s only one person who’d be willing to help you out!

“… You want me to what.”

Your feet tapped nervously on Abby’s hardwood floor as she gawked at you, her body lax on her couch as smoke left her mouth in a large, pale cloud.

After Ellie exposed her and Abby’s history, you decided to pry. Abby seemed a bit confused at your eagerness to know about their relationship, but she provided some insight. They’re apparently not as close as you thought: they’ve been screwing on and off since freshman year after Abby’s partner cheated on her with someone dressed in a panda costume. What the fuck.

Abby is actually Riley’s best friend, who’s also Ellie and Dina’s really good friend whose also friends with someone named Kayla and your brain is fucking fried and you’re not even high! You don’t know any of these people!

Since when did snooping become this fucking confusing!

Your hands fiddled nervously, “Um… well, I mean— “

“Listen,” she snickered. “You seem nice, like really fuckin’ nice, but I dunno about this. Ellie’n I aren’t… best friends or anything but—”

“I know it sounds fucking crazy! I know!” Your arms flailed, “This is really outta character for me, but… she…”

Tears immediately jerked in your eyes as you recalled Ellie’s harsh words. This is the first time you’ve cried since you’ve been back, “She really hurt my fucking feelings. Don’t tell anyone I told you that, by the way! I just wanna…”

“Use me to get her back?” Abby concluded, leaning over to ash her joint.

You pouted, “… You make it sound so awful— “

“Well, I mean,” she snorted, offering you the remainder of the joint. You took it gratefully.

You spoke around your toke, “I dunno what else to do. I don’t know anything about her. The only time I saw her slightly out of character was at the fucking party!”

Abby hummed as she listened when you exhaled. She didn’t seem… entirely off put by your suggestion, but she hasn’t said much this entire conversation. She probably thought you came here for another reason based on her appearance. Ellie and Abby were surprisingly alike. They loved themselves some fucking grey sweatpants!

Moments of silence passed as she stared at the floor with her lip between her teeth, and you knew it was over. She was thinking of a way to kick you out politely. Not only was your one chance at karma destroyed, but you might’ve cost yourself a potential friendship with Abby! You’re bound to be walking out of here without the dignity you attempted to salvage in the next five seconds. Is it hot in here or is the bud getting to you quicker than expected—

“Run the plan by me one more time?”

You looked up at her, meeting the mischievous glint in her eyes. You choked on your last puff of the blunt and your brows raised in shock. Her index finger tapped on the back of the couch while you went through the run-down for the weekend.

She still hasn't said anything after your second explanation, and your body flushed hot in mortification. You threw in the towel with a heavy sigh.

“Abby, I’m sorry,” you palmed your forehead, “I shouldn’t have thrown this on you. Apparently, I’m not good with strangers, either!”

You tried to mask your incoming breakdown with an awkward chuckle as you stood to leave, “Um… yeah. I’m sorry— “

“Alright.”

Your heart jerked in your chest.

“I’ll do it.”

“R-Really?”

“Mhm. Ellie never discounted when I picked up, anyway,” she spoke around her bite of a peach ring.

You leaped from the longue chair to the couch, squealing out thank you’s and throwing your arms around her neck. You felt her hand squeeze the plush on your hip, and you shuddered above her.

She grinned like a Cheshire and offered you her pinky.

“Our little secret?”

You smiled like a fox and laced yours with hers.

You don’t know when or how your balls dropped, but they were dangling and fucking huge.

Did you purposefully wear your Sunday best to the Starbucks that Ellie works at? Yes! Were your titties freezing on the way over here from the cut in your sweater dress? Abso—fucking—lutely! You received so many compliments from your peers during your sociology course, though!

Your heeled boots clanked on the tile with every step you took in the fast-paced line. You hoped Ellie could see you from the register!

It only took two minutes for you to be standing in front of the service counter, finally face-to-face with the first person you’ve ever plotted on.

“Morning…” you gazed down at her nametag, “Ellie.”

“… Mornin’,” Her eyes shifted, “Chai latte, extra mi—? “

You ignored the fluttering of your heart as she recited your order.

“Actually,” your tone was honey-sweet and your smile stretched across your cheeks, “I’d like a Java Chip Frap. Extra chocolate syrup… aaand…”

You pretended to study the menu board behind her, “A pack of Madeleines!”

She swallowed at the mention of her favorite munchie. You recall catching glimpses of her sneaking some into her pocket before her shift ended every other day.

She cleared her throat and stared at the screen in front of her, “Anything else?”

“No, that’s all!”

You scanned your student card while she wrote your name on your cup. You threw the most darling, pageant-ready have an amazing day, Ellie you could muster over your shoulder. You didn’t bother to wait for her reply before strolling to the pick-up line with a newfound pep in your step.

That was the best cold drink you’ve ever had!

Saturday came like a freight train. Today was the day.

Today was the fucking day!

You were absolutely terrified; You woke up with anxiety pooled in your gut, your mind racing with hundreds of questions.

What if something bad happens and all this plotting was for naught? What if Abby doesn’t show tonight? What if Ellie chose to just not attend the soccer house party for once? All this pent-up aggression inside you would never get released.

You rolled your black back seam stockings while Niah curled her hair.

“Is there a reason we're doing all this extra shit for a stingy party?” Niah asked as she removed her elastic band.

The second you returned home from Starbucks, you dragged Niah from her bed and into the mall. This would count as your monthly splurge (auntie slid you a few extra coins)! It was vital that you looked as sexy as possible, even if it meant putting a dent in your allowance.

“Can I not do the most for once?” Your brow arched, twiddling your fingers like an evil villain.

“You always do the fucking most,” Niah stared blankly as she curled her ends. You giggled and skipped over to where she sat at her desk.

“Have I ever told you how much I love you?” You cheesed.

She rolled her eyes, “Get out my face with that gay shit, bruh— “

“I wanna kiss!”

“I dunno why you’re so excited. You know damn well that girl is gonna be there.”

Your smile widened. She looked up at your silence with a glare, her sharp liner slicing through you as she studied your face.

“Did y’all fucking make up?”

“Not at all,” you hummed.

She didn’t let up, her eyes squinting at you before they doubled in size.

“Oh my god…”

“What.”

“YOU’RE FUCKING SOMEBODY ELSE!” She sprung out of her desk seat, almost dropping her curling iron. “No wonder you’ve been acting so fucking weird— “

“What’s weird about being happ— “

She squealed in excitement, “Shut up! Who is it! Who’s tearing them organs up— “

“NIAH! Nobody’s tearing anythi— “

“CALL FROM: ABBY SMILING FACE WITH HEARTS SMILING FACE— “

Siri, followed by your ringtone, blared through your speaker.

Niah slowly peered over at your desk before looking back at you.

“… And who the fuck is Abby?”

By the look in her eye, she must’ve already known.

Oh fuck.

“U-Uh— “

Niah sprinted towards your desk before you could stop her, snatching your device and answering despite your anxious protests and grabs for it.

“Yes, hello. Are you smashing my— “

“NIAH! STOP!” You were able to wrangle your phone out of Niah’s grasp, speaking over her shouts of just two whores fornicating!

You could hear Abby snickering, “So much for a secret.”

“I’m sorry! I can't beat her intuition. Or Siri!”

“You’re cute,” Her voice was like butter, “Just checkin’ to see if we’re still on.”

Whores! Whores, I tell you! Boutta sweat my wig off! Niah hollered, finally resigning and leaning against your desk.

“Yeah, we are. Unless you don’t wanna— “

“Shut it. I want to.”

A shudder wracked through you at the drawl of her tone. Niah shook her head, and you bucked at her with a threatening stare.

“Okay. I’ll see you soon?”

“See you soon.”

The two of you gently farewelled and hung up. You turned to see Niah shamefully shaking her head at you.

“I’ve seen a lot of shit in my lifetime,” she started, “I’ve never, in all my years, seen anyone fuck their side piece’s side piece.”

… Were you really the only one who didn’t know that Ellie and Abby canoodled?

Your eyes rolled, “You’re so fucking dramatic.”

She reached behind her and grabbed two nips of 1800, tossing one in your direction, almost cracking you in the face with the plastic bottle.

“You’re gonna need that shit. Harlot.”

The soccer house was on one; They knew how to fucking throw a not-Christmas party!

You prayed with every fiber of your drunk being that the feds wouldn’t show up as you threw it back on Niah as Dina grabbed your titties. Tequila’s the devil and coaxes sluttery!

Drake always sounds more talented when you’re fucked up. Good on him!

Eyes were burning through your body and you showed out for them.

Until you felt your phone vibrate in your fucking bra you can’t have shit in this house! —

You irritatingly pulled it out of your bra, leaning on Dina’s shoulder to read your message from… Abby, oh fuck fuck fuck—

You smirked and searched the dark room for your new pretty friend. A moan almost left your throat when you saw her standing by the counter packed with liquor… in a muscle tee that read DO MILFS, NOT DRUGS. And a lollipop stick in her mouth.

Your brows furrowed in confusion when you locked eyes with Abby. She nodded behind you with a grin.

You peered over your shoulder and instantly regretted it.

Ellie was standing against the wall in a flannel and beanie, yet another girl pressed up against her while she smoked. And stared at you. Stared hard at you. Were those the eyes you felt seconds ago? Pride exploded in your chest at the thought.

… But how long has she fucking been standing there, and why didn’t you fucking notice? You’re never touching Tequila again!

You shot another text to Abby before shutting your phone off, watching her squeeze through the crowd to get over to your little group.

“Okay, baby?” Dina shouted in your ear over the music as she rubbed your back. You nodded, keeping your eyes on the blonde girl.

Abby popped up behind Dina, tapping her shoulder to greet the girl that was propping you up. Abby whispered something to her, and Dina’s grip loosened around your waist. You smiled when Abby presented in front of you, throwing your arms around her neck to keep yourself steady.

You barely heard Niah’s shouts of whore alert before Abby leaned down to connect your lips. The shots she had mixed with her cherry-flavored chapstick and apple lollipop as her mouth caressed yours, calls of oh shit from partygoers around you drowning your head. The attention made you kiss her deeper, your tongue easing into her mouth as people hooted around you.

Abby’s strong arms wrapped around your waist to hold you to her strong chest, her sneaky hands crawling down to grab your ass through your dress. You moaned into the kiss, lacing your fingers through her curled locks.

She tightened her hold on your hips and spun you, a thin line of drool connecting your lips before your back met her chest. You held onto a shocked Dina’s hips while you threw it on Abby, your back arched while she thrusted into your ass.

Niah, ever the sweetheart, slapped it encouragingly, your hips pushing further onto Abby until she grabbed your shoulder and hauled you back up, her large arm enclosing around your throat. You felt her messily kissing your neck and up your ear, and your eyes fluttered open.

Don’tlookatEllieDon’tlookatEllieDon’tlookatEllie—

You did everything in your power to ignore her harsh stare, pulling Niah’s hips back on yours, exposing more space on your neck for Abby to suck, anything anything anything! Don’t fucking look at her!

“Ready?” Abby shouted in your ear.

Thank god for Abby; You were this close to looking at her.

You nodded, and she whisked you upstairs after you blew your friends' kisses.

Why the fuck was Ellie fuming in this dark corner?

Not only did you blow the fuck out of her high, but you decided to do it with someone she considered a… she doesn’t fucking know. Someone close enough for it to feel like a betrayal!

And you looked so fucking sexy in the act.

The person chewing on her neck must think that the squirms she’s trying to cover are because of them. They weren’t, not when you’re around dancing like money is getting thrown all over you.

How did you manage to get her so fucking horny with absolutely no interaction? You looked at her once since you’ve arrived. She could bet every cent in her bank account that you’re a witch! The sluttiest, sex-obsessed witch with good pussy. Not to mention, you’re so fucking sweet.

Well, you used to be.

Ellie’s never seen this wild side of you. You’re always structured and organized and sweet like fucking honey. Somebody will get a cavity if they get too close to you. She can attest.

All she could do was watch you and Abby trek upstairs with interlocked hands, something nasty stabbing in her gut at the sight. She knows she’s a hypocrite. A disgusting, vile hypocrite with the audacity to feel negatively about you seeing someone else. She’s fucked up and she’s horny and she wants you. Fuck, you have such good pussy.

And the prettiest brown eyes. Fuck, fuck fuck fuck—

She hasn’t seen eyes that gorgeous since she fucking moved away for school. Since the last time she saw her.

Seconds, minutes, it felt like hours went by as she replayed every interaction the two of you have had since you met. Sex, sex, sex, you trying to get closer, her getting upset at you trying, sex. More good— great sex. You're pulling the leash you have on her with your cunt, for fucks sake.

She doesn’t know how long she’s been standing off to the side, but the person that fucked up her neck disappeared. Probably took too long to fucking react because she’s too busy thinking about how tight your cunt chokes her dick.

What the fuck were you and Abby doing? Ellie knows she’s a fucking hypocrite.

She pulls her device out of her pocket to ease her stress, but her stomach plummets when she sees a message from Abby.

Ellie’s such a fucking, goddamn hypocrite.

She forces herself through the crowd and scurries up the stairs like the floors on fire, ducking and dodging drunk students that were in her path until she stood at the top of the steps.

She instantly hears you over the booming bass. A choked scoff leaves her before anything, your pleased cries ringing through her eardrums like a church bell, and she almost loses it in the middle of the hallway. She’s getting so wet and your moans are getting higher in pitch and she knows you're about to cum. Why’s she out of breath and pissed and drenched to hell?

The door’s right there.

She takes a couple steps until she’s facing it, her hand resting on the knob. You always asked her to keep all entries open when she fucked you outside. You’re just as gross as she is.

One twist and it’s over.

She’s such a fucking hypocrite.

Whoever owns this bed is going to need a new mattress. You’ve never been this wet in your life.

Is it gross that staring into Ellie’s shocked, glossy eyes are making your pussy squeeze down on Abby’s dick? Even after all the bullshit she’s done, she still makes you drip like a faucet. Shame on you and your cunt.

S—it down, you whimpered, and Abby chuckled.

Abby’s harsh thrusts slowed when you cracked out your command, a harsh slap landing on your ass, and the arch in your back deepened. Ellie exhaled a harsh breath and shut the door behind her, her body falling against the wood due to her wobbling legs. The more you inspected her bruised chest, the angrier you became. Who was she trying to fuck now? A nasty smile grew on your face at the sight of her in complete disbelief.

Abby pulled out until just the tip was inside before slamming her entire length back into you, your jaw slackening when an oh, fuck escape you and Ellie. You hardly recognized your own voice.

Her eyes left yours and stared behind you, your core squeezing when her fists clenched at her sides and eyes darkened.

S-Sit down. Be a good girl’n sit d-down, you whimpered, your walls squeezing on the silicone.

She looked down at you again, her cheeks tinting a darker shade of red whenever you addressed her. Your glare hardened when she didn’t listen, and her body cowered, eyes sparkling before pushing herself off the wall and onto the small lounge chair at the front of the room so she was facing you.

Ellie’s hands were fiddling in her lap as she took the scene of you: liner and glitter running down your cheeks in a heap of tears, bruised neck and tits pressed against her friend’s ruffled sheets, your ass bruised to hell. She could see your slick and cum glistening on Abby’s cock under the dim lamp of the room. Her boxers were a mess.

Such a sexy little pornstar, isn’t she, El?

Ellie wanted to cry when you and Abby laughed lightly. This is the first time she’s been speechless when it came to anything related to fucking. She loves sex, but she’s always, always, in control no matter what. The lack of ability she had over the situation made her throat dry and clit throb. She’d never admit it, though.

W-Wanted t’make me a pornstar so bad? You spat shakily. You’re gonna sit there’n record Abby f-fucking me.

Ellie’s breathing increased at the demand. You always looked so fucking sexy on camera. A natural vixen, you are. She’s never been this wet. Fuck, fuck, please—

Take your phone out, El, Abby encouraged with a sly smirk, You know how wet this pussy gets on cam.

Ellie’s body didn’t feel like hers, like her soul was floating above her physical form. She heard the soft platplatplat of your ass clapping on Abby’s hips before she realized the two of you were fucking again, your loud cries chiming through the spacious area. Your pussy sounded so fucking wet.

Atta fuckin’ girl, tha’s my girl, c’mon, Abby groaned while she watched your cunt milk her dick. She would give anything to cum in you. See her cum flow out of you like water. Breed you fucking full.

She couldn’t take her eyes away from your ass. The movement of it was hypnotizing and it was bruising beautifully. She almost retrieved her own phone from her jean pocket to take a picture for herself. Almost.

Ellie’s arm moved on autopilot, her fingers digging in her pocket for her device. You caught a glimpse of the flashlight she accidentally turned on in your haze, and smiled, fucking back onto Abby to meet her thrusts. You kept your eyes on Ellie as she held her phone up, the quiet blip indicating that she was recording.

Your eyes flickered from Ellie’s heaving chest to the two small lenses in the corner of her phone, your back arching deeper so that she could get a good look at your ass rippling from each thrust. Your nails dug into the duvet every time Abby brushed against your cervix, her dick plunging into your squishy cunt.

S-She’s fucking me s’good, Ellie, fuuuck—

Your babbles were sloppy and nearly intelligible, mumbled together in a fast, wet muss of your tongue. You couldn’t think about anything except Abby’s dick and Ellie’s fucking camera. You couldn’t stop your eyes from rolling back every time your eyes passed over the lens. Ellie was right; Maybe you were meant for porn.

Ellie… ugh, shit! C’merecomehere—

Ellie looked like a newborn deer trying to walk when she got up and stood directly in front of your sweaty, fucked out form. Her camera was right in front of your face, and a hazy, drooly smile made its way onto your face. You could feel your impending orgasm sizzling all the way down to your toes.

M’gonna squirt, fuck, thinkI’mgonnasquirt!—

Both girls moaned aloud at your squealed warning, Ellie’s thighs squeezing right in front of your face. Her hands were shaking around her phone and… her fucking hands are so sexy—

Your pussy was in agreement; The squelching sounds of your wet walls got louder with your moans, your screams flying off the walls with Abby’s, your eyes glued on Ellie’s long fucking fingers and the veins in her hands—

Your tongue lolled out of your mouth and licked over all four of the digits clenched over her device. She squealed in shock but you didn’t care, pulling away with your tongue out like a dog, eyes begging for her to fuck your throat with them.

Ellie held her phone with her dominant hand and dragged two wet fingers over the flat of your tongue, angling her phone so that the way your throat closed around them was captured. Ellie was whimpering to herself and desperate to fucking cum. Was she crazy or was she about to nut from you gagging and drooling all over your hand? She’s crazy; She has to be fucking crazy—

Her walls were squeezing so hard in her jeans; She might actually fucking cum. She’s a goner, fuck fuck fuck—

Milk her fingers like you're milking this dick, baby, that’s it, Abby moaned out before releasing a line of drool on your ass and rubbing it in with her thumb. You choked around Ellie’s thrusting fingers, eyes crossing in your head while your pussy cried. And squeezed so hard, Abby almost couldn’t move. You felt your juices leave you in a light spray as Abby announced her orgasm, squealing about how swollen you’re going to be with her cum. You’re cumming, you’re cumming so fucking hard—

Your head dropped onto the edge of the mattress, Ellie’s spit coated fingers ripping from your mouth and you screamed, your cum drenching the bed and Abby’s dick and waist, your clit jumping with every pulse of your walls. You couldn’t keep yourself upright any longer, falling completely flat onto the bed as your body thrashed from pleasure you could hardly bear. Abby’s body laid flat on top of yours so she could force her dick deeper into you, fuck more cum out of you and milk the last bit of her orgasm.

You sobbed from the intensity, but Abby didn’t stop until your hand flew back to push her off you. She planted one wet kiss on the back of your neck before gently pulling out. Your thighs were still shaking and your clit was twitchy, but you felt so good.

And so much better.

It took a minute for your teary eyes to peel open. Ellie was crouched down on the floor with her knees to her chest, heavy breaths and light whines leaving her mouth while her lashes fluttered.

Abby chuckled behind you, landing one playful smack on your ass before leaning over your form to whisper in your ear.

Think she came when you did, She snickered.

A breathy giggle left you. Ellie couldn’t meet your eyes, hers glued to the hardwood.

Your auntie was right; Maybe revenge was the way to go.

You shut the bathroom door and made your way back to the bedroom, where a dazed Ellie was sitting on the bed.

Abby left with a see you soon and a kiss on the cheek, leaving you and Ellie alone to suffocate in silence. She looked lost in thought as her finger tapped on her thigh, her teeth digging into the dry skin of her lip. You breathed heavily before walking to tower over her.

“I want you to send me the video,” you spoke stoically, nothing bothering to wait for her to speak.

She nervously met your eyes for the first time since you orgasmed, eyes glossy like a puppy getting scolded, before grabbing her phone from where she tossed it on the bed. She shakily tapped a few times before your device vibrated in your hand.

“Now delete it. Delete everything. Every video, every Snap. All of it,” your voice was sharper than a blade.

You loomed over her as she scrolled through all of your memories together, your cheeks warming at the sound of your moans and cries of her name, watching closely as she trashed all the footage of the two of you fucking since you met.

Whenever you were confident that no evidence remained, you ensured she would never hit your line again.

“Block me, Ellie. On everything.”

She exhaled shakily before doing so on every platform and line of communication. You spun on your heel when she finished without another word, heart heavy, leaving the room and shutting the door behind you to retreat back to the lively environment downstairs.

You deleted Ellie’s contact information when you reached the bottom of the steps.

Ellie was absolutely distraught. And the horniest she’s ever been in her fucking life.

She refused to move from her spot on the bed until a couple shoved into her friend’s room, eager to rip each other’s clothes off. She had too little and enough sex for tonight. She cringed when she got up and felt her cum squishing in her boxers.

… She can’t believe she busted from just your tongue on her hand like a fucking loser.

She didn’t bother to wait for Jesse and the rest of the soccer team like normal, opting to walk home and regain some peace of mind. The cold shocked her body when she stepped outside of the packed house, the melting ice crunching under her sneakers.

Much to her dismay, she thought about you the entire stroll. Her mind raced, flooding with images of you getting absolutely destroyed by Abby. And looking up at her while you sucked the life out of her fingers. And your sparkly fucking eyes whenever you laughed at something stupid and unfunny she said.

She fucked up, she fucked up so bad.

Anxiety was stirring in her gut all the way up to her and Jesse’s apartment.

Ellie hoped you wouldn’t be too mad at her when everyone returned to campus, but she felt vicious, unfiltered rage radiating off your body when you loomed over her. The disappointment she was so used to seeing after turning you down was replaced by disdain, and it made bile rise in her throat. Your composure used to impress her, but now she was terrified of it.

You actually fucking hated her.

Dina mentioned how she might’ve awakened something that you tried to keep hidden, but she didn’t care enough to listen.

Ellie didn’t intend to hurt your feelings, but she did want to keep you at a distance. You were caught in a crossfire you never needed to be in, and she didn’t do enough to stop you from getting hit.

She sees so much of her past in you. The moments of eagerness and joy and elation she felt in her younger years, it all crashed into her the second she stared into your eyes for too long. She almost saw roses blooming in them. She grew to despise your optimism very quickly.

Ellie shoved her key so hard into their door she thought she bent it, ripping it open and slamming it shut. All her weight fell against the wall and she sighed. Her head was pounding and so was her clit.

You’re so fucking hot. What the fuck.

Her hands ran down her face in exasperation before she kicked her shoes off, unbuttoning and removing her jeans and soaked boxers.

She slid down the door and squatted, her fingers instantly finding her twitching clit. She sighed at the sensation before dipping her digits lower, pushing past her entrance and collecting her juices to bring back to her rosy bud. She alternated between rubbing and fucking into herself, moaning into the dark space of the living room.

She couldn’t unsee… you. Everything about you. Your scars, the dark hairs of your furrowed brows, your plump, wet lips slobbering all the way down her wrists. The deeper she reached, the hotter she became, her sweaty bangs clinging to her forehead.

A-Abby, fuck me h-harder, please?

Am I a good girl? M’your good girl?

M’so wet, oh god!

You fuck me t-the best! Yeah, yes yeah—

Your voice was the only thing ringing through her empty brain. Anyone would’ve been embarrassed, disgusted, traumatized by what you and Abby did. The two of you shattered her completely, breaking down every barrier she built for herself for so long. Distance was no longer her priority; She wanted to be in between the two of you so fucking bad.

She was already so close, so close to tipping over, to wetting her fucking floor, all because of you. Fuck, she fucked up; Was it too late to tell her you were the best— one of the best she’s ever had? She has to protect her pride somehow, even if it’s pointless.

She dug into her cunt harder, grinding her fingers into the spot that made her see stars, sent her to fucking heaven. Your name left her mouth in an almost manic cry, whimpering the syllables over and over again until she crashed, legs closing around her wrist when her pleasure shook her form. She shoved three unoccupied fingers into her mouth and swallowed around them, fucking her throat and her cunt at the same time, trying to replicate the feeling of your tongue on her again.

She almost cried when the sensation wasn’t the same. Nothing felt like your mouth, your tongue, and it sent a painful jolt in her heart.

She came down and finally allowed her tears to fall, barely having the strength to ride out the last bits of her pleasure before she slumped onto the floor. Sobs escaped her in choked gasps. She’s a fucking idiot to be crying over you. Over the little twinkles in your eyes whenever you’re excited.

Ellie’s a heartless, ungrateful hypocrite, and she ruined her billionth chance at redemption.

ellie got bitched LMMMFAOOOOO

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steve-needs-a-hug · 11 months ago

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Halbrand as a pseudo-Jesus figure & Annatar as a pseudo-Christ

There's something eerily compelling about what the Rings of Power has done with these two guises of Sauron and how he's able to inspire trust, faith, and devotion in Galadriel and Celebrimbor. In the show, Sauron believes himself to be the one who needs to save or redeem Middle-Earth. The effectiveness in his manipulation of these characters involuntarily reminds me of the exploitative and manipulative nature of Evangelical Christianity and how powerfully it markets itself as the one way to solve people's deepest existential problems. So I thought about some parallels between Sauron's two main guises or personas in the show, and how Jesus and/or Christ is popularly depicted or understood (especially in Evangelical spaces). To me this helps illustrate why RoP!Sauron's deception is so effective, while exposing some unsettling issues I have with Evangelicalism.

Halbrand as a pseudo-Jesus

Halbrand was presented to Galadriel (as well as us the audience) as a scruffy, humble, ordinary man. Although more glamorous depictions of Jesus were common in Catholic art, the recent Evangelical trend has been to portray a humanized down-to-Earth Jesus (e.g., in The Chosen series, Jesus sweats, cries, gets hungry and tired and frustrated). Scripture allegedly described Jesus as humble and unexceptional in appearance and growing up through adversity and suffering (Isaiah 53). Halbrand is (ostensibly) a smith's aide, Jesus was a carpenter - both trades involving working and crafting with one's hands. It's then "revealed" that Halbrand comes from a lost royal lineage and Galadriel hails him as the King who can save his people from enslavement to an evil overlord - Jesus came from the line of the legendary King David and was hailed as King of Jews, expected to rescue his people from the Roman Empire's oppression.

Halbrand's surface-level resemblance to Aragorn, heir to the throne of Gondor, can't be ignored either (this is partly why I found the character of Halbrand so insufferable in s1, he seemed like an Aragorn knockoff to me!). It's also been argued that Aragorn is a Jesus-like figure, though he turns out to be one of the most legendary fantasy heroes rather than one of the most notorious supervillains (Sauron).

Galadriel grows to trust Halbrand and view him as her friend and possibly the only person who truly understands her. Celebrimbor also develops a close friendship with Halbrand as they work together. Evangelicalism emphasizes a "personal relationship" with Jesus as your very own friend (some even lean towards a lover) who knows everything about you and helps you with your problems and gets you what you want. Jesus' disciples were also close personal friends with him while possessing little understanding of his true divine nature.

Annatar as a pseudo-Christ

Now this is where things get a lot more interesting. In 2x02, Halbrand reveals his "true nature" to Celebrimbor in an awe-inspiring display. This goosebumps-inducing moment is akin to a religious experience for Celebrimbor, who instinctively bows in reverence to this angelic figure. Christ has also been depicted and described as arriving with the clouds (Revelation 1:7), and I'm sure the religious symbolism of this scene was not lost on many viewers. Even though Annatar seems to be a powerful emissary of the divine, he still tells Celebrimbor that they are to be equal partners in their work to save Middle-Earth. An important tenet of Christianity is that Christ desires to partner with humanity to accomplish His works. This all sounds well and good to Celebrimbor, but Sauron's ultimate mode of "saving" Middle-Earth is to enslave all its peoples and creatures to his will.

Annatar is known in Tolkien's lore as the Lord of Gifts (in the episode he describes himself to Celebrimbor as "a sharer of gifts"). His gift is the knowledge of the way of Middle-Earth's salvation. Evangelical devotionals and sermons frequently refer to salvation of the soul as a "free gift" Christ offers to humanity. (I can go on about how this phrase is a redundant tautology - oops, there's another one - but that's a whole other discussion.) I will suffice to say that the term "free gift" reads like a salesperson's marketing pitch and it bothers me. Evangelicalism as a whole feels like a colonial mission converted into a giant media marketing operation - its glossy veneer of concert-like megachurch services, prepacked apologetics, and friendly approachability often conceal sinister things (exploitation, corruption, discrimination, abuse, the list goes on).

Sauron chose to prey on two vulnerable people with potential for influence - Galadriel and Celebrimbor, both feeling isolated and slighted by their people and striving for a deeply personal and important goal that feels just out of their reach. However, he didn't force himself on them. They chose to let him in, and as a result he took advantage of their trust. In Christianity, God is described as someone Who stands at the door and knocks, and for those who choose to open the door to Him, He will come in and share a meal with them as friends (Revelation 3:20). This is more or less exactly what Celebrimbor did in 2x02 when he allowed Halbrand in, gave him food and wine, and called him his friend. This was the most eerie parallel to me, inspired by some great analyses I've read about how Sauron is depicted in the show thus far.

In season 1 Sauron as Halbrand laid his strategy bare to Galadriel - give your opponent the means of mastering their greatest fear, so you can master them. I can't help but feel that this is what organized religion does - providing the sense of assurance, safety, and emotional comfort that people desperately need, in exchange for gaining control over their life choices and even their thought patterns through rules, dogma, and pressures of social conformity. Shaping minds and bending wills sounds pretty Sauron-like to me. [Disclaimer: This is not meant to be a dunk on religion as a whole, just a reflection as I work through unlearning and critically inspecting beliefs I grew up with.]

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gunsatthaphan · 1 year ago

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~ Monthly BL Breakdown: May 2024 ~

🏳️‍🌈 Happy Pride Month!!! 🏳️‍🌈

Disclaimer: ALL shows can be streamed here or here, as well as on Youtube and other platforms. For more info on where to watch what, check out this post!

New breakdowns are coming at the end of every month - feel free to add stuff! -> previous breakdowns

What came out this month? (green = seen/currently watching)

🌟 You Made My Day (starring Tar A. and Bom T. from I Will Knock You) - May 3rd (Thailand)

🌟 Inverse Identity / Upside Down - Mary 3rd (China)

🌟 Wandee Goodday - May 4th (Thailand) ��

🌟 Dear Miss Becky - May 6th (Philippines)

🌟 Deep Night Special Episode - May 9th (Thailand)

🌟 A Balloon's Landing - May 10th (Taiwan)

🌟 City of Stars: Special Episode - May 10th (Thailand, cinema release)

🌟 The Time of Fever (Unintentional Love Story spinoff) - May 15th (South Korea)

🌟 Blossom Campus - May 16th (South Korea)

🌟 OMG! Vampire - May 19th (Thailand)

🌟 Pray in Love - May 20th (Taiwan)

🌟 Manji Reverse - May 24th (Japan)

🌟 My Biker 2 - May 28th (Thailand)

🌟 Knock Knock Boys - May 30th (Thailand) ✅

🌟 Anti Reset Special - May 31st (Thailand)

Monthly Likes / Dislikes

❣️ My Stand-In - I've been liking this a lot and it's probably my favorite bl from this year so far. I was mostly skeptical of the reincarnation trope as I usually don't like that but I like where it's going. The storytelling is excellent, it's comprehensible and sends such good messages, it's subtle, not as in-your-face as other shows, they're not rehashing the same things and every character is believable and well-shaped, down to the smallest side role. The characters are flawed but so well-written that it's just a joy to witness them develop. That being said I wanna give a big shoutout to whoever was in charge of casting because the lineup is really top-tier lol. Every character is on-point thanks to their respective actor; Up is doing so well and also Poom is a very pleasant surprise. I love how expressive he is and him and Up work extremely well as a team imo. Also Mek as Tong is a good choice. Almost forgot what a truly good production looked like lmao. I'm in awe.

New series & movie announcements

🎥 Some Secrets in High School (mini series) - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 Street Fight (movie) - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 See Your Love - Date TBA (Taiwan)

🎥 Century of Love - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 Allure of the Siren - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 Takara's Treasure - Coming July 1st (Japan)

🎥 Air Moment (starring Earth T. & others) - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 The Paradise of Thorns - Coming August 2024 (Thailand)

🎥 Your Sky (starring Thomas & Kong, winners of the DMD reality program Friendship the Reality) - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 I Hear the Sunspot (remake) - Date TBA (Japan)

🎥 My Idol - Coming August 2024 (South Korea)

🎥 Khemjira - Date TBA (Thailand)

Other news from the BL world

❗️ In a week-to-week-release, Be On Cloud announced the cast of the upcoming BL 4 Minutes: Bible Wichapas, Jes Pipat, Bas Asavapatr, Job Yosatorn, Fuaiz Thanawat, Mio Athens, Jet Jetsadakorn & Jjay Patiphan. A release date, as well as further information has not been disclosed.

❗️After the announcement of OhmFluke being the lead actors in the upcoming Korean BL Surfing, their respective managements released a statement saying the news were false and that there was never any contact between the companies nor a request for permission to issue the news.

❗️The annual KAZZ awards were held on May 14th. The following BL actors/productions won:

Net Siraphop - Actor of the Year

Bed Friend - Series of the Year

Pit Babe - Kazz Magazine Favorite Award

❗️ The 20th Komchadluek Awards were held on May 28th. The following BL actors/productions won:

Zee P. - Most Popular Actor

Nunew C. - Best International Singer

Fourth N. - Best Rising Star

JimmySea - Best Couple

❗️ Actor JJ Radchapon has been announced as Net's new partner in the upcoming BL Love Upon a Time. His original partner James S. previously dropped out of the project to focus on his music career. Shooting will begin soon.

❗️ Actors Kaownah Kittipat and Max Nattapol have been announced as the BL side couple in the upcoming period GL drama Mom Pet Sawan.

❗️ Actor Tang Chinadis has announced his departure from the upcoming BL Jack & Joker. He withdrew from the project following accusations of physical abuse from his ex-girlfriend Prigkhing S. (formerly with GMMTV)

❗️ After accusations of domestic violence against his ex-girlfriend, the charges against GMMTV actor Pawin Thanik have been dropped. The company released a statement saying both parties requested a mediation, after which they came to a settlement where both cases were dismissed. Pawin had previously been placed on work probation and withdrew from the BL We Are amongst other projects.

Upcoming series & movies for June

👉🏻 My Love Mix-Up - June 6th (Thailand)

👉🏻 Love Sea - June 9th (Thailand)

👉🏻 SunsetxVibes - June 15th (Thailand)

👉🏻 The Rebound - June 26th (Thailand)

👉🏻 Blue Boys Part 2 - June TBA (South Korea)

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The New Wallachia Paranormal Hunters Department in: Sea-renade

Danny and Jake strolled under the overcast sky by the harbor. Both wore large brown trenchcoats to keep warm in the sad weather. Danny was telling Jake about the history of the town, "New Wallachia was, and still is mind you, an odd place. It's some 300 years old, founded by some Romanian immigrants in the early 1700s, but only until recently, the population seemed to consist of about 100 or so people. Then, while back Devon Grey, y'know, big wig of the Grey Company, so he moves here, and now this place is the fuckin' center of urban development. He builds a big ass tower right in the middle of the town."

Danny brought a small pause to his ranting to point out the tallest skyscraper in the near skyline. The building itself is quite bland, and its color fits its moniker, The Grey Building. The brutalist love letter almost blends in with clouds that grey the sky itself. The skyline it inhabits isn't yet complete, scattered with unfinished buildings whose girders are still exposed.

Danny resumed. "Anyways so then he starts funding the urbanization of this fuckin' drab drop in the middle of- oh for Christ's sake are you fuckin' liste-" Danny turned around to find a distinct lack of Jake.

Jake had wandered off after Danny mentioned Romanians, feeling staring into the wavering grey waters would bring him more joy than listening to another word out of his partner's mouth. As he skipped off the trodden path and into the rocks between the ocean and the concrete, he heard a sweet song, some simple melody that he'd heard a thousand times before and yet caressed his ears brand new. It was accompanied by the calm plucking of a guitar.

Jake looked out into the water to determine the origin of the sound and saw about 10 feet into the water, which seemed quite shallow. A man sat on a folding chair, plucking his thin, slender fingers upon the strings of his acoustic guitar. Danny hadn't noticed him before and wanted to ask a couple of questions. The man's song and visage grew clearer as Jake approached. He looked about 6'5" and was muscular enough to visibly fill out his top. The man wore a flannel with no under shirt, the top 3 buttons undone, revealing the man's clavacle and a bit of chest hair. His pleather pants clung quite well to his form, excentuating his defined legs. His chin was perfectly cut, dabbled with sparse stubble. His voice was like melted butter upon a decadent desert, soothing and sweet. The man stopped singing as Jake got within an arms length of the man.

Jake began, "Hi sir, I'm Jake with the New Wallach-" He was, in his personal feelings quite rudely, interrupted by a gunshot. Jake whipped around to see a frenzied Danny, his handgun drawn pointed at the two men in the water. He turned back to the musician but did not find him there. In his place stood some awful urchin-like creature. Its upper half was covered in a dense layer of black spines. Its bottom half resembled worms being pulled out of the ground, although these were clearly a sort of tentacle or appendage. Jake looked down into the sand he stood upon to find the same worm-like appendages lay slack around his shoes. He spent some time kicking them off and walked back to shore.

"The one time," Danny started, "the singular time I decide to take my eyes off you for half a second and you almost get fucking got by a siren."

Jake tried to reason with Danny. "Bu- but!! Sirens aren't just guys in water!" Danny gave a little smirk and a raised eyebrow, which went un noticed by Jake for some time. Jake, oblivious to Danny's face continued. "Sirens are the ladies that promise you sweet and endless tomorrows and unrealistic body standards. Not guys in-"

"In what, tank-tops and short shorts?"

"No, what? Unbuttoned flannels and pleather."

"Pleather? C'mon man, get some class."

"What? What d- whats with that face, Danny. What does that face mean?"

"Sirens psychically link with a victim and then manifest in whatever way they think will get someone to walk close enough to them, and potentially touch them. Those spines you saw paralyze you, and then it drags you below ground with its little tentacles and eats you there. Essentially, it mimics someone exactly your type to try and get you to touch it. You fell for it hook, line, and sinker."

Jakes face was bright red, and only partially because he'd been out-mythos'ed.

"Your punishment for almost losing your life and making me have to do paperwork is that I get to tell you about the architectural flaws of the Grey Building."

Jake groaned but started walking anyway.

#writing #writers on tumblr #writing on tumblr #story #short story #siren #NWPHD #pretty proud a this'n #jake is so very gay btw #not for Danny though at yhe very best theyve got a good cop bad cop / buddy cop thing goin on #got to fit a lore dump in too. very productive time i could have spent sleeping.#on vacation too

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allcodeaws · 8 months ago

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forgetmenotnympho · 1 month ago

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2007

Daniel. How common of a name is that? But it will be acknowledged that he only goes by Danny and not Daniel. We care about that. Danny is sitting in class, twiddling his pencil between his pointer and middle finger. Bonnie is sitting next to him. The two of them don't get along, but they don't know that yet.

“You're not wearing a bra,”

The words slipped out of Danny's mouth. Well, it's not as if he tried to stop them. His eyes had been glued to her for the past 15 minutes. That's why his paper was blank.

Bonnie's brown eyes were glued to her paper. She only acknowledged Danny with her words.

“And you're staring at my tits.”

Danny paused a minute, his eyes flicking across her figure. This was not a figure drawing course. They were doing some sort of abstract piece in art class.

“Am i?” The boy questioned innocently as his efforts to strike a conversation were falling flat. Danny tucked a strand of his long dark hair behind his ear and leaned over Bonnie's paper. He watched her stained fingers smudge the oil pastels against her paper, blending the colors together seamlessly. He tapped his pencil against the wooden table. Just watching her, but she wasn't watching him. Danny looked over the array of colors. All the oil pastels and picked up a completely contrasting color. He drew a star on her paper.

Bonnie stopped. She dropped her pastels and closed her fists in her lap, running her tongue over her teeth before facing her unlucky partner. Maybe she was the unlucky one.

“Did your frontal lobe not develop yet or are you just stupid?” She asked harshly, furrowing her brows slightly and tilting her head. Daniel had not understood the severity of what he had just done. Instead, he smiled faintly. He nodded and relaxed in his seat. “Well,” he began, fishing around his brain for the information. “Actually, our frontal lobes won't develop until you're about 25. For guys though it's probably later.” Danny explained simply before resuming tapping his pencil against the table.

Bonnie pushed out from her seat and stood up, her brows only furrowing deeper. “So,” her lip twitched as she glanced from her vandalized project to the awful boy in front of her. “You're just stupid.” she pulled at the hem of her tank top, adjusting her shirts. She threw her bag over her shoulder and grabbed her art project before heading to the teachers desk and asking if she could leave. Danny watched her, but didn't move for a second. After she stepped out of the classroom he asked to use the bathroom.

“Great. I've got a stalker,” Bonnie noted as she heard his chain jingling as he stepped quickly to catch up with her. It wasn't hard, she didn't get too far. “Where ya going?”

“Home.”

“Okay cool, but the exits like entirely the other way,”

“I know,” Bonnie smiled flatly and pushed open the door of a classroom, pulling it closed behind her and pulling at the small windows shade waving sarcastically to Danny as he accepted defeat for the time being.

“Good morning again Magpie,”

“Good morning daddy,”

Bonnie set her bag down and her paper on a desk before climbing onto her fathers desk. Cedric Madison. Cedric Madison was a 40-ish year old man and an English teacher at Rogers High. He and his family resided about twenty minutes from Roger's High in a decent neighborhood. He wasn't nearly as cynical as his daughters, clearly, he had no issues returning to his place of adolescent development and forcing his girls to experience what he experienced. Now teenagers, the girls were ready to prove their father had clouded judgement regarding his constant praise of this old, glorified, brick prison.

“Is everything alright magpie?”

“I wanna go home dad,” she spoke into her skin, holding her knees to her chest and staring off into the distance. “I fucking hate this place.”

“Now, Bonnie,” Cedric warned carefully as he set his pen down, resting his hands in his lap as he swiveled his full attention to his oldest daughter. “It's only second period. It's not even past 10:00.”

“I don't feel well,”

“Well, what happened? You were alright this morning,”

“When am i ever ‘alright’” she asked rolling eyes

“Histrionics this early?” He asked raising a brow and Bonnie rolled her eyes.

“Some dickwad in art. He's super sketch.”

“was that your friend at the door?” He asked, watching his daughters face scrunch up, disgusted. She grumbled a quiet “as if” and Cedric chuckled softly.

“Alright,”

𐔌 . ⋮ bye ty .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

#black girls of tumblr #girlblog #hell is a teenage girl #girlblogging #oc ship #ocs #oc story #oc writing #grease and girls #greaser #2007 #ty's creations ⋆.ೃ

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Top 5 Reasons Companies Partner with Joaquin Fagundo for IT Strategy

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