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my anxiety is spiking... i should just get on with the shower

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Ena from dbbg

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Cdrama: The Last Immortal (2023)

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The Difference Between Boys & Girls | o9

summary: Sam & Erin are university students who share a cheap one bedroom apartment above a shitty takeaway restaurant. Due to the limited space, they’ve grown accustomed to sharing just about everything, including the occasional kiss.

pairing: Jung Hoseok (Samuel Park) feat. Park Jimin (Brian Yi)  x Named OC characters: meet the cast.

rating: e: explicit 

genre: angst, smut, fluff, minor discouragements, make up sex. word count: 8.5k(<?) chapters: o1| o2| o3| o4| o5| o6| o7| o8| o9| 10| 11| 12| 13| 14 warning: boyfriend!hoseok, jealous!hoseok, painter!jimin, friends to lovers trope, college au, angst, sexual themes, slow burn, arguing, pining, kissing, light groping, penetrative sex, fingering (f receiving) .

a/n: she RISES FROM the DEAD. I’m sorry for disappearing but this year has been HELL.

Samuel avoided Erin for the rest of the night. He exited the room only minutes after she did and made a conscious effort never to be in the same area as her. When she went right he made a hard left, if Erin headed toward the kitchen Sammy made sure he found a way to force his into the middle of the crowd. Samuel even went so far as to escort each person that left their apartment that night to their car. No matter how far away they parked or even if they didn't have a car at all. If they took a bus he offered to walk them to the nearest stop, took the subway? It didn’t matter that the nearest subway was a ten minute walk away Sam made sure that every one of their guests made it home safely until there was no one left but him and Erin.

Erin had been...dazed, to say the least, for the remainder of the night. Whenever someone addressed her she responded after a noticeable delay and even after she did answer it was only in short, clipped sentences. She could still feel Sammy’s hands all over her body and the tingling feeling that zapped on the first contact of their lips yet remained on her skin. Chills ran down her spine and stopped at every erogenous zone she had each time she looked at him.

From a safe distance, of course.

It was sufficed to say Erin had immediately regretted pulling away when she did. She wanted to be with Sam just as much as he apparently wanted to be with her but there were way too many reasons for them not to take that step. At least, for Erin there were.

As the crowd thinned out and the last guest gleefully made their exit - despite Sammy practically pleading with them to stay longer- the young pair found themselves inadvertently standing at opposite ends of the apartment. Staring one another down, silently willing the other to speak first. Sammy took a breath and made the first move by walking forward to shut off the music still playing in the background, then pulling out the bed portion of their futon.

“I’m going to bed.” He said gruffly without looking up.

“Sammy we have to talk about this,” Erin stated.

“Talk about what E?” He challenged and glared up in her direction “Obviously we want different things and that’s- Whatever. I’ll get over it.”

Sounding defeated, Sam slouched down into the uncomfortable futon mattress and faced away from Erin, hoping she would just leave him alone and allow him to wallow in embarrassment in peace. As expected, she didn't and the sound of the bed creaking when Erin took a seat next to him and pulled on his shoulder made Samuel shut his eyelids tightly. She was hovering above him when he finally opened them and dared to look at her again. He wanted to be annoyed with her but the look of absolute desperation on her face broke him.

“Please,” Erin said gently, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Fine,” he said, turning to face her fully, his voice sharp. “If you wanna talk about this, fine. But you can’t...be all over me like this. I need some space” He inhaled.

“Okay.” Erin stated and she backed away just a few inches to allow Samuel to sit up then gesture for her to start talking.

“I just… I don’t understand what’s changed?” Erin sighed, holding her head in her hands. ” Just a few months ago we were fine just being friends…best friends. What happened between then and now that changed ?” she asked and turned her head to look at him. “Is it Brian?”

Sammy rolled his eyes and ran his hands through the front of his hair “Don’t give him so much credit” He replied acidly “I won’t deny that dating him has made the reality of losing you a lot more real but are you seriously pretending that this is a complete surprise, Erin? C’mon you’re not this stupid. ”

Erin wasn’t, but perhaps she had been hoping that Sammy was stupid enough to not have noticed the subtle changes in their relationships over the past few years. “Alright, maybe it’s not so surprising. Why didn’t you say something before all this? If you were feeling this way why wait until now to do something about it?”

“Would you have taken me seriously?” Sammy asked, skepticism heavy in his voice. “We’ve been doing this dance for years Erin and I admit I may not have been aware of these feelings the entire time but I once I became aware I’ve only wanted to be with you. Obviously you don’t feel the same way and that’s fine. You can keep seeing your boyfriend and I’ll just put these feelings to the side, don’t worry about me.”

Erin frowned deeply when he mentioned her boyfriend she couldn’t prove anything else he was saying to be false but there was no need to  throw Brian’s name in the mix just for the hell of it. "Don’t bring Brian up, Sam. This is about us don’t drag him into a conversation that has nothing to do with him.”

The dark haired male scoffed and looked at Erin sideways, asking her if she was serious without uttering a single word. “You think this doesn’t have anything to do with him? You’ve been single as hell for who knows how long and two seconds after I try to kiss you suddenly you decide you need to be in a serious relationship with some guy you just met? What the hell do you even like about him?”

“I like his company, he makes me laugh” Erin answered, knowing that her explanation was falling on deaf ears, but she felt the need to answer anyway. “I can’t say that what happened, or didn’t happen, between us that night didn’t...scare me and maybe that pushed me in Brian’s direction.” She clammed up for few minutes to collect her thoughts and looked at Sam with a frown. “I don’t know what you want me to say...he started out as a distraction, but now I’m just not sure how to feel.”

Sam groaned in frustration, unable to understand why Erin couldn’t seem to wrap her head around this. It was so obvious to him that they were well past the point of just being friends, he couldn’t go back to playing the platonic best friend after this. "I don’t wanna push you, Erin but I care about you more than anyone else I know. I don’t like going to bed at night without talking to you, you’re the first face I want to see when I wake up and the thought that you might not feel the same way scares me to death. I think that is why I couldn’t talk to you. The thought that admitting these feeling would push you away from me was more than I could take.”

“Sammy,” Erin said softly as he spoke. None of what he was saying was new information. Erin knew she was probably the most important thing in his life, just as he was for her. She had wrestled with the same thoughts that he was finally revealing and Erin bit down somewhat harshly on her bottom lip as she thought about how all this could have been avoided if she just had the courage to speak up before all of this. “I wish I had the perfect answer for you Sammy” she said, her hands finding themselves resting softly against his cheek to wipe away a tear that rolled over the brim of his eyes. She didn’t want to focus on it but even though she could have strangled him just a few moments ago all she wanted to do was hold him right now, hold and kiss and caress him until she made all the pain in his face go away, her fingertips tingled gently the longer they stayed in contact with his skin “ I love you Sammy, I’m just…confused” she said, her voice sounding strained.

Sammy felt her hand on his face as another stray tear streamed down his cheeks, his heart aching for her. He closed his eyes while she was speaking, but when she told him she loved him, his hand reached up and held her hand to his face. He turned his head slightly, letting his lips press to the inside of her wrist and Erin sighed. He held her hands against his skin for a few long moments, just inhaling the situation. Before he could stop his actions, Sammy was leaning up, pulling Erin’s body tight to his, his grip on her frame like a vice. “Please,” he murmured, pushing her messy mane away her face. His head dipped as he pressed his lips to hers, more hunger in them this time. His free hand cupped the back of her head, holding her there gently, his fingers tangling in her hair.

Erin captured his lips with hers and though extremely hesitate at first she soon found herself letting all her inhibitions go, her lips returning his actions with every inch of repressed emotion she had been feeling for the past few years. Her arms pulled tightly around his back as she pulled her head back momentarily to catch her breath, she looked up into Sam’s eyes and it was as if she was seeing clearly for the first time. The slight redness in his eyes made her heart twinge as she sent her lips crashing back to his, her head shifted to the side with precision as she snaked her tongue past his lips, gently caressing and massaging against his.

Erin sighed with satisfaction when Sam picked her up and laid her body back on the futon. His weight settled on her, pressing her deep into the cushions of the mattress.  Her legs opened in an almost instinctive invitation that he accepted without hesitation, settling into the space between her thighs and meeting her arching back with a tentative roll of his hips that pushed his straining erection against her damp heat.  Her resounding sigh was a husky vibration of approval.

His mouth trailed from her lips and across her neck to the shoulder left bare by the neckline of her  dress, pushing it lower and lower until the gap revealed a strapless scrap of lace as delicate and feminine as the woman who wore it.   A pebbled nipple peeked out from the lace; Sam laved it with his tongue, then drew it into his mouth and sucked, and was rewarded when she whispered his name with a fevered moan.

Erin was just as busy, tugging his t-shirt free of his jeans and shoving her hands underneath, stroking his back and the lean muscles that padded his rib cage.  Her fingers grazed a spot she knew was sensitive and he growled against her skin.

Sammy shifted his weight, leaning slightly to the side and freeing up one hand to roam her body at will while his lips returned to hers, swallowing the gasps she made when he  palmed one firm breast and then the other, caressing and squeezing and coaxing both dark  brown peaks into tight, pert buds.  

The space he created gave Erin the same freedom.  Straining up into his kiss, her hands moved between them to the button of his jeans.  The thick ridge beneath his zipper distracted her; with the base of her palm, she stroked up and down, using the denim of his jeans  to create a friction that had Sam groaning into her mouth.  The groan became a  sigh of relief when  she finally got his pants open and took the length of him into her hands.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck.  “Fuck Erin…”  

The tight, slim-fit style of his jeans enhanced the erotic torture.  The metal zipper grazed against sensitive skin while the elastic waistband of his underwear bunched around the  base of  his cock, adding to the pressure against his balls.  As she squeezed and stroked, the slight twinge of pain made the pleasure even sweeter.  

“Wait … stop.  We have to stop, Sam .  We … we have to stop.” Erin’s voice cut through the heavy groans and moans they both created.

As breathless and frustrated as he was, Sam sat up the second she stopped moving and leaned back on his heels, releasing Erin with obvious reluctance.

“Why?”

“I'm not ready for this... ”  Her disappointment was tangible. “I can't step through that door without properly closing the other one… “

The tiniest spark of hope between them disappeared when Erin stopped speaking.  She stared up at him, her hair ruffled and her lips swollen from his kisses, with one breast revealed by the disarray of her top, a damp circle from his mouth still showing around the nipple. His clothes were in no better condition; beneath the hem of his t-shirt, his dick jutted out hard and aroused from the opening of his pants.

They were mess and only stared at one another in awe, honestly wondering just how they managed to get here. "I get it, " Sam finally spoke up “I don't like it but I understand." he rolled off the top of Erin’s body and pushed his erection back down into his jeans, adjusting himself so that it wasn't that uncomfortable for him.

"Like I said, I  won't  push you Erin...but you can't kiss me like that and say you're confused. Come find me when you figure yourself out.”

One Day Later...

Kasey, clad in a pair of shorts that were too large to belong to her and sports bra, was not in the mood for another one of Erin 'urgent emergencies'. She had been friends with her long enough to know that these emergencies often proved to be little more than a personal gripe she needed advice on. But, looking at her now; with her eyes puffy and red from crying and mascara staining the sides of her cheeks. Kasey didn’t have the heart be annoyed with her needy friend even if she was taking up her time with a problem that could have been solved ages ago.

“I hope this is good E, I canceled a dick appointment for you.”

“Ah, sex. Is that why you missed my party?”

Kasey snickered and shook her head, “I had to work I told you that. The dick was just an after thought once I got off.”

Erin rolled her eyes and narrowly avoided the pillow Kasey sent flying for her head before moving to speak again. “I’m just saying, if you had been there you could have prevented me from making a very stupid decision.”

“Like this outfit? Because you look like Wednesday Addams” Kasey asked flippantly, getting up from her seat to grab both of them a drink from the kitchen.

“Fuck you, I’m being really serious Kasey. I... I cheated on Brian.”

Kasey’s head shot up, forgetting about the can of soda in her hand as her gaze shot in Erin’s direction, a mixture of confusion and aggravation covering her expression.

“Cheated...like how? With who?" She asked with caution, inching closer until she was sitting again. “Because if you just kissed someone under the mistletoe I doubt that counts.”

“Cheated like cheated Kase.” Erin replied with emphasis “We were two seconds away from chucking off clothes. And do you really need to ask with who, that should be a given.”

“I...” Kasey paused for a few seconds then stood to her feet and occupied the space next to Erin “I am so proud of you, my big girl!” she said once her arms were wrapped around Erin’s shoulders.

Erin groaned and pushed her friend off her shoulders, somewhat forcefully but Kasey didn’t mind, she was too happy to hear that Erin was actually moving forward with her life. “This isn’t a joke to me Kasey! I made a huge mistake tonight and I really need you to take me seriously for once instead of cracking your little jokes.”

“I am being serious, I’m tired of watching live in stasis because you’re too scared to make a decision that might change your something just a tiny bit.”

Erin kissed her teeth and folded her arms across her chest, Kasey wasn’t saying anything that wasn’t true but it wasn’t what she wanted to hear at that moment. Erin wanted to feel guilty about, well, not feeling guilty for what happened between her and Sammy. She wanted to feel as if she had made an irreversible mistake and was not deserving of the happiness she was currently feeling. She wanted to feel all of those things but instead of guilt and shame Erin only felt joy. Contentment. Validation. She was actually happy with the fact that she was possibly breaking someone’s heart.

“I’m not scared…” Erin whispered.

“Don’t bullshit me, yes you are” Kasey shot back.

“Well, so what if I am scared?” She huffed, “This is something to be afraid of. This is a line we have never crossed. I’m terrified of what’s on the other side”

Kasey sighed, lazily wrapping an arm around Erin’s slim shoulders and pulled her against her chest. “Are you in love with him E?”

“Yes, but that,-”

“Don’t give me an excuse with logical explanations and rational thought. Are you in love with him, yes or no?”

“Yes.” Erin answered and Kasey could practically feel her exhale with the admission.

“Then that's it. Nothing else to explain or rationalize, you love him and he loves you. Why are you making this harder than it needs to be?”

Erin nibbled softly on her bottom lip, desperately searching for an answer that she did not have. She did love Sammy and now that she knew how he felt there should have been nothing stopping her from leaving her friends apartment right then and going to tell him that. But her entire body remained unmoved, racked with overthinking and insecurities. There were still so many things she was unsure about but there was one thing she knew for certain, nothing was going to change between them overnight.

“I don’t want to think about this anymore” She sighed forcefully and gave her friend a sidelong glance “Right now, I just want a drink.”

“Okay,” Kasey exhaled and stood to her feet, moving toward her kitchen to grab a bottle of clear liquid “I’ll let you run away for tonight but you will have to face this head on eventually Erin. You need to start thinking about your future and what you actually want.”

Kasey’s words had not fallen on deaf ears. Though she spent the rest of that night drowning her sorrows in vodka and the last dregs her best friend’s tequila the root of Kasey’s advice never strayed far from Erin’s mind. What did she want? She didn’t expect things with Brian to last forever and she was nowhere ready to settle down just yet but there was no denying the pull that Samuel had on her. It wasn’t fair to her relationship with Brian and it wouldn't be fair to anyone else she ended up dating to leave so many questions up in the air without even attempting to answer them.

The train ride to Busan was three hours long and it gave Erin more than enough time to mull over these thoughts. To become absorbed in them and try to work through an appropriate response to the question both Samuel and Kasey had laid at her feet.

What. Do. You. Want?

And even with all those hours and all the evidence that she conjured up in her time on that over crowded train Erin still couldn’t find herself with a solid answer. It frustrated her that a question so simple had completely incapacitated her thoughts.

“Miss!”

The attendant standing near the exit grabbed her attention then directed her toward the automatic doors. “We’ve arrived at our destination, please kindly exit the train car.”

Erin hadn’t noticed that the car was completely empty apart from her and the small overnight bag she’d packed in a hurry early that morning. Once she made it back home and noticed the absence of her roommate, Erin immediately remembered that he had plans to visit his parents for the winter and that she probably wouldn’t see him again for a few weeks. She could barely stomach the thought of letting another day go by without trying to set things straight. So she packed away the few necessities she had and boarded the next thing smoking for Busan.

The route to her old neighborhood was tedious but familiar, giving her the unmistakable feeling of nostalgia as her taxi driver turned down the street that led to her and Sammy’s childhood homes. Located next to one another with the same paint job they’ve always had. Erin quietly gestured for the driver to pull over a few houses down and explained that she wanted to walk the rest of the way when he protested. Erin had insisted that he stop only because she wanted to get some fresh air, she did not expect to see Samuel leaning against the gate the lead to his home, cigarette smoke billowing from his lips and staring down at his cellphone. Completely unaware of the outside world.

Erin immediately cringed at the sight of the white cancer stick hanging so precariously out of his mouth. They’d tackled his smoking problem ages ago, or so she thought, and Samuel made a solemn vow that he would never pick up another pack. Resuming her footsteps Erin resisted every urge to smack the cigarette right out of his hand like she usually would have. Something about the way his brow furrowed as he stared down into his cellphone made her think he may not have been so amused by that action. “Sammy!” She called once she was close enough, possibly a little to eagerly as Samuel nearly jumped out of his skin in response to her voice.

“Erin? When did you...What are you doing here?” He replied and turned his head to the side to discreetly blow away smoke.

“I-I wanted to see you. I went home last night and you weren’t there so...”

“Yeah, I’m visiting my family.”

Erin scoffed a laugh and nodded “I know, That’s why I came.” A long pause of awkward silence passed through them before Erin spoke up again. “Listen can we talk? That was the main reason I came.”

Samuel’s jaw ticked, as if he had something to add to Erin’s statement but thought better of it. He threw down the cigarette bud and extinguished it with the toe of his converse before jutting his head in the direction of his parents house. “Come inside.”

The Park household had hardly changed in the last decade. A few furniture additions in the den and a new coat of paint reapplied whenever the color began to fade, but all in all the house looked and felt almost identical to the once Erin remembered visiting and spending so much time in during her youth. She expected to be greeted with loud hellos and intrusive questions like usual but instead her only greeting was the unfamiliar sound of silence and the shuffling of Sammy’s slippers as he slowly trudged toward the kitchen.

“It’s so quiet… no one’s home?” Erin asked as she toed off her sneakers and borrowed a pair of Mrs Park’s house slippers.

“Nope,” He answered curtly “They went skiing, won’t be back until tomorrow. I guess this is what I get for trying to surprise them.” Sam hummed and laughed in a way that didn't sound amused.

“So you’ve been here all by yourself? Aren’t you lonely?”

“Your parents let me sleepover last night, they saw me come in and knew my family wouldn’t be here.”

Erin cooed in response and nodded her head absentmindedly, dropping her overnight bag off to the side before hoisting her body on the counter a few feet away from where Samuel stood. When she settled Erin looked in his direction, he was staring back into her eyes and searching her face in a way that Erin couldn't readily decipher. She squirmed and ducked her head under his gaze, his eyes has lost the kindness they usually emitted and she no longer felt bathed in warmth and sunlight when their gaze connected. Instead she felt cold, small and scrutinized the longer he stared at her without saying a word.

“Look, I appreciate you coming all this way Erin. But we already had this discussion, remember? I told you to come to me when you figured yourself out, not while you’re still confused. I can’t do anything with that.”

“I know we talked, or started to anyway. But clearly that discussion was insufficient because I’m still struggling with this and-”

Samuel kissed his teeth loudly and raised a hand to interrupt Erin before she could finish speaking. “Let me stop you right there Erin, exactly what are you struggling with? I haven’t given you an ultimatum, I’m not pressuring you. I am trying so hard to be patient and give you time to work through these supposed 'conflicting' feelings yet here you are. Following me across the country and once again betraying your own words with actions. You know what you want and this “confusion” act is really unattractive, you’re better than this E.”

The vitriol in Samuel's voice was clear and obvious and though Erin tried not to take it to heart, it still pained her to hear him speak to her so harshly. “Sammy this...this is a much bigger deal than you seem to realize,” she choked out in response once the sting from his outburst had subsided. “If we step through this door there are only two roads we can take; one leads to us getting married and the other leads to us breaking up and I don’t know about you but both of those options scare me to death. I would rather deal with you being upset with me for a little while than risk losing you forever.”

Erin looked over at Samuel once she finished her explanation and the stern look he once cast her way was now replaced with a expression so soft and broken she wondered if he was on the verge of tears. His grip on the edge of his parents marbled counter top tightened then went lax as he pushed his body weight forward and stalked toward where Erin was seated. She watched him with careful eyes as his right hand ghosted over her cheek and tenderly caressed her jaw.

“I’m not asking you to marry me, I’m not even saying this will be easy. I know you think I do things without thinking them through but I’ve thought about this a lot Erin. The only thing I want is for you to stop overthinking things and allow yourself to be happy, at least give us a chance before deciding we’ll fail.” Sammy sighed and framed her jaw in his hands “Don’t I make you happy? You make me happy.”

She felt herself relax immediately beneath his touch and she glided her hand over his forearm and rested her hand over his as Sam gingerly pressed his nose against her pulse causing sparks to dance and twirl all over her body. “I was so happy...” Erin whispered, her hand traveling across his shoulder and gently clutching his neck “When we kissed and you said what I’ve been waiting to hear you say since high school- I can’t remember ever feeling so happy and that scares me. Happiness is temporary, I don’t want this to be temporary.”

“Erin look at me” Samuel replied softly, picking his head up allowing Erin to look into his eyes as he stroked both sides of her cheeks with his thumbs. “You’re not going to lose me. Even if this doesn’t work out for us and it turns out to be a mistake, I’m still going to be here. You’re my heart, Erin, the last thing I want to do is hurt you. This is much more than just me wanting to be with you physically, I want to share every part of me with you. I’m going to ask you one final time and then I promise I won’t bring it up again, what do you want?”

Sammy’s hands tentatively moved to rest on her hips and the pads of his thumbs nervously drummed against the hem of her jeans before smoothing down the length of Erin’s thighs then back up again. Maybe it was the clear confession, not preceded by a sloppy kiss laced with alcohol and heady emotions. Or possibly the reassurance that he had put just as much thought into their future and the repercussions of their actions as she had; but Erin found herself with an immediate answer to what she once thought was an impossible question.

“You.” she sighed and leaned forward to press her forehead against his “I want you, I want this...I want us.”

His fingers kneaded deeply into her thighs and Sam ghosted his lips over Erin’s for a few seconds before leaning forward to close the space. The kiss started off slow and steady, lewd gasps fluttering into the silence of the space around them and enveloping their thoughts. Soon the fervor of their actions reached a crescendo and neither of them bothered attempting to breathe. One kiss melted into another while two pairs of hands took liberties and touched body parts that were annoyingly covered with clothing. Erin hadn’t realised just how long she’d been dying to be claimed by her best friend since she first realized that it was a possibility and she didn’t waste a second before sliding her tongue deep in his mouth.

“I want to make you feel good, Noona” he whispered against her mouth, his heated breath fanning over Erin’s skin and sending a surge of arousal straight to her center. “Can I make you feel good?”

“Mhmm” Erin panted in agreement then gasped when his hand burrowed its way beneath the waist of her jeans. Using one hand he unbuttoned the opening and pressed the pads of his fingers against her hooded clit, groaning at the way Erin’s arousal slicked against his fingers as he tested a small circular movement against her bundle of nerves. Erin shimmied her way out of her jeans and assisted Sam as best she could to push her panties down to her ankles. Her hips flexed with desire for him to go faster now that he had full access and Sammy smirked when she whined softly. “You’ve always been so impatient,” he sighed and continued taking his own time to explore Erin’s warm haven.

“You’re just teasing me,” She hummed in response and sank her fingernails into his forearm, her teeth sinking down into her bottom lip when his fingers finally intruded her entrance and his thumb took over resting heavily on her clit, applying pressure in all the right spots as two of his fingers moved and curled inside her making her pull sharply at Samuel’s hair and hiss with pleasure.

Erin couldn’t help smiling widely with pleasure and amazement at Sammy as he worked his fingers into overtime to bring her to completion. Her heart was swelling with affection she thought she'd long laid to rest. She wanted so badly to be his. She wanted to have the privilege of kissing him whenever she wanted and to fall asleep in his arms after spending the night tangled in each other’s bodies. All she wanted and would always want was him. “Oh…God…” Erin’s head fell backward, too overcome with the sensations of his fingers working the throbbing nub hidden between her legs and his mouth now teasing her stiff nipples over the fabric of her thin t-shirt. Her whimpers continued to escape her, filling the room with her encouraging moans of delight. “Ungh, yes…yes, right there…” Her body arched forward nearly pushing herself off the counter as Sammy held a firm hand on her waist to keep her still.

Their eyes met and Erin could clearly feel that the love she had for him was only growing with each passing second. She already knew him like the back of her hand, but this was different. They had never seen each other in this light before. His hands were all over her and inside her, searching for any place he could touch or squeeze and Erin felt like she was on the edge of combustion.  "I want you, Sammy��so bad.“ The words managed to leave her mouth before her hips took on a mind of their own squirming and rocking against her best friends fingers as a delicious feeling of pressure built up deep within her.

“I want you too,” Samuel rasped in response, grunting forcefully against her skin as he laid sloppy and uncoordinated kisses over every inch of Erin’s exposed skin. “I can’t wait to be inside you, I need you to cum for me first noona.” Her nails raked back and forth along his scalp and the nape of his neck, keeping a death grip on the edge of the counter with her other hand. Endless moans tumbled freely past her lips. "Then don’t stop…please don’t stop…” Erin begged, panting shallow breaths between each whimper and plead for him to continue his actions. His fingers exploring her slick folds, licking over every intimate inch of her wet flesh sent waves and waves of pleasure to every inch of her body. Hard shudders coursed through her body the longer he twisted and curved his fingers deep into her tight cunt.

The boldness in Samuel’s words, reminding her he wanted her just as badly as she wanted him, sent goosebumps rippling over her caramel toned skin. Her legs trembled and every inch of her body ached for release until Sam’s fingers firmly massaged against Erin’s walls in exactly the right spot. Her body bucked as her thighs started tensing up tight. “That’s it, be my good girl and cum for me.” His tender command and the timbre of his voice rumbling against her ear was too much for Erin to take. Her eyelids slammed shut as a deep tingle trembled along her slick walls. "Sammy!" She cried out, arching her back forward and grappling tufts of his hair between her fingers. Her orgasm took her by surprise and drenched Samuel's fingers with her arousal and he hummed with pleasure knowing that every drop of it was for him.

His fingers withdrew from Erin after she’d successfully come down from her high and slumped her spent body on top of the counter as much as she could given the small space.  “Sammy..” She sighed happily. “Come here.” She smiled, slowly pulling him toward her until they were face to face once more. She kissed him softly, gently brushing her tongue against his. Her hands ran down his back, resting them at the hem of his joggers as she tugged playfully. “Now I want to make you feel good.” She pecked his slightly swollen lips, tugging the pants down his hips until his erection sprang free. She grasped her palm around his hard girth, stroking her hand up and down with a firm grip. Erin trailed playful nips and kisses along his throat as her hand kept its steady pace. “Feel good?” She whispered against his ear, giving her wrist a slight twist.

“Y-yeah” Sam gulped and rested his hands against her hips, almost pushing her backwards to pause the movements of her hand “But are you su..re you want to do this?” His pitch hitched slightly when Erin twisted her wrist once more in an attempt to amplify his pleasure.

“What are you talking about?”

Samuel pressed his thumbs against her hips with some pressure then hooked a finger beneath her chin so that she was looking into his eyes “I mean...we don’t have to do this. I know I was a little aggressive the other night but we don’t have to take this step if you're not ready. Knowing how you feel is enough for me.”

The gentility and honesty in his words made Erin’s heart swell two times over once again and she rested a hand against his cheek. “I know, but weren’t you listening before?” She asked as her hand resumed their lustful strokes “I need you, Sammy.”

“Shit,” Sammy sighed, wetting his lower lip with his tongue. Erin’s lips maneuvered their way down his neck, giving him a trail of sinfully arousing delightful bite marks along his throat. She wrapped her legs around his waist with the tip of his exposed erection grazing against her bare entrance and her lips began to suck his ear, forcing a low moan to escape him. Her talented fingers circled around his hardness once again and teased him with a perfect touch. Her warm hand embracing his sensitive flesh felt long overdue and Erin hardly wanted to release him. “Erin…I want to make you cum again…please.” He groaned and sputtered, covering his hand over hers that was stroking him to stop her. While clenching her hand in his palm, he nudged the plump head of his cock against her swollen clit, looking—gazing amorously—into her brown eyes “I want to be inside you.”

Erin titled her head to the side and softly pressed her lips to the patch of skin just below his earlobe and with her plump lips pressed to the shell of his ear she rubbed the bulbous head of his cock against her wet slit. “Mmm…” She hummed a low moan behind closed lips. When his bulbous head was covered in her slick juices, Erin positioned his cock to press firm against her tight opening. “Just breath…” She heard Sammy say softly from above her, his smooth voice coaxing her to relax as he pushed forward and her slick heat completely enveloped his throbbing erection. “Oh…God…” Her lips parted to sigh against Samuel’s skin. He fit so snug inside her. Erin rested one of her hands back on Sam’s neck, running her other hand through his messy, jet black hair.

Her fingernails dug into the surface of his skin as Samuel slowly pumped his cock inside her. His warm breath tickling  her neck. She sighed feeling his face snuggled into her neck, exhaling deeply onto her skin with each thrust of his cock.

“You’re so tight..” Samuel moaned between thrusts, his head falling forward and resting against her shoulders “Are you really this tight for me?”

“Y..es” Erin replied with a noticeable hitch in her voice “Tight and wet just for you, baby” She replied with a lewd moan. Erin clenched the throbbing walls of her cunt around his hard shaft, making her pussy feel as tight as possible.

He picked up his head, sealing his lips on the front of her throat, sucking and nibbling at it with his canines. “You know…how long I’ve been thinking about this?” He grunted, his cock throbbing hard, burrowing deep inside of her. “Ever since that night I saw you in my t-shirt. I never…I never stopped wanting to taste you, make love to you. Fuck, Erin, your pussy is more magical than I imagined.” Samuel panted, feeling her pussy tremble and clench tighter around his thick shaft as he pumped between her sexy legs.

“Oh Shit, Sammy...” Erin sighed heavily. She moved one of her hands from his shoulder, sliding it over his arm until her fingers reached her hard nipples. She pinched her deep brown buds, whimpering from her own touch and Samuel’s cock pumping into her. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could take the torture of his thrusts, pumping in and out of her slick cunt and seductive allure of his words and spontaneous confession. She was tweaking her stiff buds between her fingers right as he rammed his cock inside her. “Fuck.” She gasped and his teeth nibbled softly at her skin, his words still making heat blossom up all around her skin.

Sammy’s pounding thrusts were quickly building Erin’s second release. His cock glided past her soaked lips with slippery ease, rubbing hard against her swollen clit and her nipples ached with a delicious soreness from her own pinching and tugging, making sure both buds were being teased into hardness. “Uhh…shit, Sammy..keep talking” Erin panted hard. She could feel his cock pulsing against the walls of her cunt. “You like hearing me talk?” He smirked, groaning softly against her neck. “I want to devour you, baby. Pin you down and spread your sexy legs wide while I feast on your glistening wet cunt. All day long. Just for you.” He gasped and grunted over the fast sucking noises of his cock pulling in and out of her that occupied the spacious kitchen.

His deep rough pants filled her ears as he pumped into Erin with unrelenting vigor and she slid a hand down her stomach, resting her fingers above her smooth clit. She pressed down hard on the puffy bud, rubbing it back and forth with urgency. Her body jerked hard against his the faster she played with her clit. The all too familiar signs of her rising orgasm started to bloom inside her. She could feel every throbbing muscle in her cunt tighten and twitch the closer she came to climaxing. “…fuck…yes..” Erin’s voice rose above the sounds of their smacking skin and deep grunts as her aching release shot fast and wet from her pussy, soaking Sammy’s veiny shaft while he almost simultaneously stilled between her legs and filled her insides with wave after wave. She whimpered little obscenities of approval, riding her orgasm out on his cock. Lazily dragging her arm around his neck, she pressed her lips against his ear.

Erin’s body melted against Sam’s body, with her arms already around his neck she absentmindedly ran her fingernails across his scalp and kissed the skin beneath his earlobe. She nuzzled possessively against his neck and whimpered softly when he withdrew his spent cock from between her oversensitive lips. “You came inside me...” Erin sighed softly, “That may not have been smart”  she continued, smiling when his arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her tight to his chest. A gentle hand stroking down the length of her curly mane and rubbing her back help settle her breathing. “I know you’re on birth control,” He chuckled “Sorry for not warning you first.”

Comfortable silence fell in the Park household with Erin and Sammy cradling the other’s body in their arms as their laboured breaths soon turned to easy and gentle breathing.

“Hey, Erin” Samuel said lightly, the palm of his hand still stroking her back gently. She hummed in response, not bothering to pick her head up off his chest. “...I love you.”

The sides of Erin’s lips ticked upward, feeling the weight of those words cover her in a way that they never had before. Her arms fell from his neck and encircled his waist tightly, pulling his body even closer to her own.

“I love you too."

[isidar-mithrim]

Writings Masterlist

So, with the amazing help of @ermynee – ana, for who met her on Discord! – I’ve updated and renewed my writings masterlist! 

You can find it linked at the top of my blog alongside the ask and the archive buttons, but since that link is only accessible from browser, I thought about sharing it on a post as well, which I’ll tag with “writing masterlist” for easy finding ^^ Edit: I've just realised that the post a bit messy if seen from the app, but whatever, the links are there ;)

Anyway, you can find all the stories and series on my Ao3 page as well ;)

Featuring: Harry Potter

As though by a mother: Voldemort is back, and Harry keeps revisiting the graveyard in his nightmares.

A new beginning: While Ron and Hermione are in Australia, Neville and Harry are about to begin their career as Aurors, the raw memories of the battle still fresh in their minds, among some happy thoughts.

Next Generation

Letter for beyond: It’s time to go to bed at the Potters’ house. This evening, though, instead of picking a bedtime story Lily wants to read to her father a letter for another Lily, one she’s never even met.

‘Godfather and Godson’ series (see below)

Silliness of love (see Hinny)

‘Godfather and Godson’ series

Features of the past: In the middle of the night, Teddy seeks the comfort offered by a surrogate of the Mirror of Erised.

What parents would want: Teddy is about to leave for his first year at Hogwarts, but he can’t clear his mind from an uncomfortable thought

Hinny

Extra – Souls of Ink: Now, though, there was something she couldn’t talk about with any of her brothers. Or better, someone. {Ginny Weasley & Tom Riddle’s diary}

[NSFW] Fantasies: Harry can’t stop dreaming about Ginny. {HBP Missing Moment – PWP – Explicit Language}

Letter for beyond (see above)

Silliness of love: Nineteen years later, James and Al have just left for Hogwarts, and the least Harry can do to cheer Lily up is having someone over for dinner. Ch 1 – Ch 2 – Ch 3

Better than fireworks: It’s going to be his first Christmas without the Dursleys, and Harry can’t express how grateful he is for Ron inviting him to the Burrow. The fact that Ginny will be there too is just a very welcomed addition. {Muggle AU – Hinny Incognito Elf 2019}

Featuring: Neville Longbottom

Of Malus, hugs, and toads {‘Letters from Hogwarts’ series}: For more than a thousand years, every summer, in the United Kingdom, the lives of a lucky cluster of eleven years old are radically changed. The first story is that of a boy who lived for too long in the belief that he wasn’t a wizard.

A new beginning: While Ron and Hermione are in Australia, Neville and Harry are about to begin their career as Aurors, the raw memories of the battle still fresh in their minds, among some happy thoughts.

Worth twelve: Neville Longbottom, esteemed member of the D.A. and beloved professor at Hogwarts, is at home for the Christmas break. While his wife Hannah takes care of the patrons of the Leaky Cauldron, Neville is able to enjoy some alone time with his sweet daughter. They’re happily playing when she suddenly gets upset, and Neville will have to use all his tact, a clumsy Transfiguration attempt, a story, an old Chocolate Frog Card and a confession to understand what’s the problem and to make her feel better.

‘Have a biscuit’ series

“Do you happen to have a biscuit?”: When and why did Minerva start keeping a tin of Ginger Newt in her office? This is the brief story of how it all began. {A prequel}

Falling down: It’s the morning after the Third Task, and Neville has been summoned by McGonagall. He goes there worried about his marks, having no idea he’s about to find out that he lived for a year near the man who tortured his parents into insanity.

Standing up: Minerva is powerless in front of Carrows’ tortures, painfully aware there’s only one way to protect her students: don’t protect them. She also knows that, if Dumbledore was still alive, nothing like that would happen, and she can’t help thinking she failed her most important duty: to keep Hogwarts safe… to keep Hogwarts home. It will be her own students to prove her that hope isn’t lost yet.

Moving on: It’s the summer after the war, and Minerva invites Neville for tea. He goes there sure she just wants to know how he’s doing, unaware that she’s about to change his life.

‘Drooble’s Best Blowing Gum’ series

The first DBBG: Voldemort has fallen, and the Wizarding World can celebrate and relax, safe. Augusta can’t believe her luck: despite actively fighting, all her family escaped the horrors of the war, and Alice and Frank can finally raise their child in a peaceful world…

The sweetest DBBG: Two old women, strong and stern. Two short letters, one written almost seven year before the other. Two boys, one fearful and goofy, the other fearless and fierce. Yet, they are both known as Neville Longbottom.

The merriest DBBG: When the news of Voldemort’s ultimate defeat reaches St Mungo, the Healers celebrate with joy and fireworks. Although, not all the patients are able to understand what’s really happening.

The last DBBG: Alice Longbottom’s life is hard to be considered so. Yet, at her death Neville won’t be able to hold back his tears: despite everything, he very well knows he’ll miss her deeply.

Featuring: Hermione Granger

Of Matilda, War and Peace: {‘Letters from Hogwarts’ series}: For more than a thousand years, every summer, in the United Kingdom, the lives of a lucky cluster of eleven years old are radically changed. The fourth is that of a girl rational enough to know she was special, but too rational to admit it. 

Deluded hopes: Hermione has the best friends she could wish for, the ones she shared the most intense and dangerous moments of her life with, the ones that watch her back, the ones that would be ready to die for her — the ones she’d be ready to die for. She’d never, never switch them with anybody, and yet, sometimes she can’t help be a little envious of Parvati and Lavender friendship, of their long chats shared in the dark of the night before falling asleep. {Quadruple drabble}

Dazzling illusion: Voldemort has fallen. For many wizards and witches is time to live again, while others are still licking their wounds, picking up the debris, grieving the fallen ones. For Hermione, it’s time to find her parents and abruptly drag them back into reality.

Night in Transylvania: Young Kate Stendeer is a capable and appreciated teacher. Many years have gone by  since the day she asked her students to read Night in Transylvania, and she still regrets it. That was the day she saw pure disappointment in the eyes of the brightest student she had ever had… That was the last time she had ever seen her. Perhaps, crossing paths with the Wizarding World will finally ease her guilt.

Romione

Until it’s over: Hermione looked up at him, surprised, but incapable to hold back a smile. Maybe he had listened when she’d said that next time there was a ball, he should have asked her before someone else did, and not as a last resort. Or, the brief story of a whispered promise made during a long due dance.

Standing on tiptoe: May the 2nd, 1998. The battle is over, and after Harry’s tales about the last events that brought to Voldemort’s defeat, the trio leave the Headmaster’s office, headed to Gryffindor Tower. Despite being exhausted, there’s one thing Ron needs to do before resting.

Extra – Night in Transylvania (see above)

Silliness of love: Nineteen years later, James and Al have just left for Hogwarts, and the least Harry can do to cheer Lily up is having someone over for dinner. Ch 1 – Ch 2 – Ch 3

Featuring: Minerva McGonagall

The right call: What if Minerva had something to object about not picking Harry as Gryffindor Prefect? And what if the last time she and Albus argued about an appointment there was another Potter involved, and Albus had been the one vouching for him?

Beyond the Veil: What if Minerva, in a coma at St. Mungo’s after being Stunned by four spells, had the chance to choose between staying or coming back – between living and dying – as Harry did in King’s Cross?

‘Have a biscuit’ series (see ‘Neville Longbottom’)

“Do you happen to have a biscuit?”

Falling down

Standing up

Moving on

Featuring: Albus Dumbledore

Of boggarts, Gobstones and cypress {Letters from Hogwarts – Remus}: For more than a thousand years, every summer, in the United Kingdom, the lives of a lucky cluster of eleven years old are radically changed. The third story tells us of a child whose life had already changed when he was five years old, and who didn’t believe it could change again.

How it happened that Dumbledore convinced Snape to keep it quiet: Have you ever wondered why Severus, young Hogwarts student, didn’t reveal Remus’ true nature after finding it out because of Sirius’ trick? Well, for a long time I took for granted it was simply because Dumbledore asked him not to. Then, I realised the truth.

The most valuable gift: That Halloween, that terrible Halloween is close. Dumbledore is at the Potter’s, and James shows him something the old wizard can’t help but recognise, even if it’s been decades since he stopped looking for that extraordinary triad of magical objects.

Bounty hunter {Dumbledore asks Remus to be the DADA teacher.}

Balls of wool: Dobby couldn’t have gotten him a more fitting gift.

The right call: What if Minerva had something to object about not picking Harry as Gryffindor Prefect? And what if the last time she and Albus argued about an appointment there was another Potter involved, and Albus had been the one vouching for him?

The irony of life: Oh, the irony of life. How amusing, exquisite and cruel it can be. {Second drabble of the collection}

A pig for slaughter: Lying has never been so hard. {Drabble}

Marauders Era

“Do you happen to have a biscuit?”: When and why did Minerva start keeping a tin of Ginger Newt in her office? This is the brief story of how it all began. {A prequel of the ‘Have a biscuit’ series – see above} {James, Sirius, Minerva}

Farewell, Hogwarts: End of term, 1978. For James, Sirius, Remus, Lily and Severus it’s time to say goodbye. They look at Hogwarts for what they believe is their last time, unaware that three of them will cross its gate again. Unaware that two of them won’t live much longer…

Beyond the Veil: What if Minerva, in a coma at St.Mungo after being Stunned by four spells, had the chance to choose between staying or coming back – between living and dying – as Harry did in King’s Cross? {James, Sirius, Minerva}

Once upon a time: “Once upon a time… It’s a discounted – or should we say classic? – begin for a fairy tale that even more obviously ends with the merry end ‘…and they lived happily ever after.’ But for what ‘once upon a time’ could be more suited than for telling a tale about things that were, things that had been, things that are no more? To tell a story – no, not a fairy tale – that could never end with ‘…and they lived happily ever after’?”

Jily

The first (and last) Dursley-Evans-Potter double date

Farewell, Hogwarts

Extra – The right call (see ‘McGonagall’ and ‘Dumbledore’)

Remus Lupin

Of boggarts, Gobstones and cypress {‘Letters from Hogwarts’ series}: For more than a thousand years, every summer, in the United Kingdom, the lives of a lucky cluster of eleven years old are radically changed. The third story tells us of a child whose life had already changed when he was five years old, and who didn’t believe it could change again.

Corroded by fate: November 1981. For the first time in his entire life, Remus looks forward to the full moon. Perhaps the agony of the transformation will wash away the ache for their loss, perhaps the madness of the wolf will make him forget that his best friends are two corpses, a traitor and a fistful of dust. {Drabble}

Bounty Hunter {Dumbledore asks Remus to be the DADA teacher}

And yet it tastes good: Victory’ll taste good, they’d promised. And yet, Remus can’t help thinking that war tasted better than Victory

Sirius Black

Whatever: Whatever, Sirius. How hard can it be enduring the pain that pierces your heart for a kiss shared in the dark? {Sirius/James – Sirius is secretly in love}

Beyond the Veil

Silence {Sirius finds the Potters’ corpses – Drabble}

Like yesterday {The dangerous criminal Sirius Black gets into the castle during the Halloween’s feast – Ficlet}

Make a wish {Sirius birthday in 1980 – Double drabble}

October 31st

With the tail between his legs {Voldemort finds the Potters – Double drabble}

Silence

Like yesterday

Extra – November the 3rd – Make a wish

Severus Snape

How it happened that Dumbledore convinced Snape to keep it quiet: Have you ever wondered why Severus, young Hogwarts student, didn’t reveal Remus’ true nature after finding it out because of Sirius’ trick? Well, for a long time I took for granted it was simply because Dumbledore asked him not to. Then, I realised the truth.

Asphodel, bezoar and aconite: It’s Harry Potter’s first Potions Class, and Severus can’t help looking at him, hating his unruly black hair – then, he sees his eyes.

One who I believe has left me forever… {‘Burns’, Drabble 2 – see ‘Featuring Death Eaters}

The irony of life: Oh, the irony of life. How amusing, exquisite and cruel it can be. {Third drabble of the collection}

Featuring: Death Eaters

Burns {because the Dark Lord is back}: A collection of drabbles to recount in about a hundred words the myriad of emotions – fear, joy, fervor, horror – that caught certain Death Eaters in the instant the Dark Lord laid a finger on Wormtail’s Dark Mark, and after almost fifteen years of silence they learned he was back. Each drabble has a different Death Eater as protagonist. Burning, of course, is the Dark Mark. Ch 1 - Ch 2 - Ch 3 - Ch 4 - Ch 5

Petty, pathetic Draco: A journey through Draco’s thoughts and emotions, since the Dark Lord demanded his service to the end of the war.

Sisterhood [Ch 1: Childless; Ch 2: Mother]: Two sisters, two Blacks. One is dark-haired, the other is blonde, but it doesn’t matter. One is childless, the other is a mother. And that’s what makes all the difference.

The irony of life: Oh, the irony of life. How amusing, exquisite and cruel it can be. {Drabble one: Crouch Jr – Drabble three: Snape}

Severus Snape: see above

Miscellaneous

Souls of Ink: Now, though, there was something she couldn’t talk about with any of her brothers. Or better, someone. {Ginny Weasley & Tom Riddle}

Caged: Three Christmases, three cages, three frames of mind. A short journey through Percy’s thoughts, since he left the Burrow to the moment he wished he’d never left. {Ficlet}

Hidden Characters: Seven unrelated drabbles, seven mysterious characters. Will less than one-hundred words be enough for you to guess? {Test your intuition and your knowledge of the saga in a guessing game!}

The irony of life: Oh, the irony of life. How amusing, exquisite and cruel it can be. {Drabble collection}

Touch: A collection of random drabbles with only one thing in common – touch.

The time of Death: Thousand are the facets of Death: for someone it lasts an instant, for others an eternity; for someone it’s a choice, for others an unforeseen surprise. Only one thing is certain: Death will come for everybody. Link 1 – Link 2 {Drabbles}

Rainbow: A drabble for the dreamy Luna, with her her clear honesty and disarming simplicity. {Drabble}

Midnight tea: It was the first time he made tea. It was his first act of kindness. {Dudley Dursley – Drabble}

It’s a lifetime service or death: A drabble for the heroic death of a lion, a drabble for the vile death of a rabbit. {Drabble}

Seven hot wheels: {Meanwhile, in Gaddley, a Muggle family of five has been found dead in their home. Muggle authorities are attributing their deaths to a gas leak, but members of the Order of the Phoenix inform me that it was the Killing Curse. - Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows} – Because Muggles deserve to be remembered too. {Drabble}

‘Letters from Hogwarts’ series

For more than a thousand years, every summer, in the United Kingdom, the lives of a lucky cluster of eleven years old are radically changed. These are the stories of four of them. The first is that of a boy who lived for too long in the belief that he wasn’t a wizard, the second that of a boy who lived for too long under the illusion of being one. The third tells us of a child whose life had already changed when he was five years old, and who didn’t believe it could change again. The fourth and longest story, at last, is that of a girl rational enough to know she was special, but too rational to admit it.

Of Malus, hugs, and toads

Of missives, felines and promises

Of boggarts, Gobstones and cypress

Of Matilda, War and Peace

Extra – Night in Transylvania 

May the 2nd 1998

Forgotten fighters: Few words are enough to bare the soul of a centaur – few words, to make him master of his own fate, to make him part of a strenuous fight for salvation. Few words are also enough to describe the helplessness of a gargoyle, the braveness of a knight, the fury of a little giant and the thoughts of many other characters whose effort we often forget about – wrongly so. After all, even a single grain of rice can tip the scale. {Collection of drabbles}

The aftermath: Perhaps May the 2nd 1998 seemed a day like any other to those who hadn’t been at Hogwarts to fight the last, decisive battle. Then the news of the victory and the name of the fallen began spreading and – for better or worse – it suddenly became a day impossible to forget. Ch 1 – The Prime Minister

Unfinished sentences: The war is ended, leaving havoc behind. Wounds and walls can be mended – lives can’t. {Drabble}

Standing on tiptoe: May the 2nd, 1998. The battle is over, and after Harry’s tales about the last events that brought to Voldemort’s defeat, the trio leave the Headmaster’s office, headed to Gryffindor Tower. Despite being exhausted, there’s one thing Ron needs to do before resting.

Drabbles & Ficlets 

(Recap – Summaries above)

With the tail between his legs {The night the Potters died}

Silence {Sirius}

Like yesterday {Sirius}

Make a wish {Sirius}

Corroded by fate {Remus}

Burns {because the Dark Lord is back}: Ch 1 - Ch 2 - Ch 3 - Ch 4 - Ch 5

A pig for slaughter {Dumbledore}

Rainbow {Luna}

Midnight tea {Dudley}

It’s a lifetime service or death {Scrimgeour - Karkaroff}

Seven hot wheels {A Muggle family}

Forgotten fighters {The battle of Hogwarts}

The time of Death: Link 1 – Link 2 {Various characters}

Hidden Characters {Various characters}

The irony of life {Crouch jr, Dumbledore, Snape}

Deluded hopes {Hermione – Quadruple drabble}

Dazzling illusion {Hermione}

Touch {Various characters}

Unfinished sentences {George}

HP metas

Muggle clothing in the Wizarding World

Exclamations in Harry Potter

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Cm rkfshbhkli qtgt't sgfsjiknx zsay, ugr O dsxg'h xucb bh lob ugmuno. Vnh pucn.... xjkn sz bh cach'm gvemcywiavfr *tur wy* hf gninawtg sh mvk skgx kgy, opxb of S wxfzashem jinh'm ru axsmvonq nh agko cm sgssyk.... wz sdcez sekhm o rod? Nas lamn mvgt dbxfk wkm gc vromlixe di ycxgspx akaxn mvgt S btr zho mioie di xlvlylx hne gur hne zubb nan ztrkd, dbx gvamy mc yeo nas ihkhzs, gnn wacuso nh turqcos lob gr ggko.

Ugr zhknl but cifs "eoe btjk ty zhfmify lcseyhx hu houe" palvmawz. Trum'g.... kntirwtg gbh muu lyvose, opxb gs k mmihbylg potmb pwzh k qhft-oen zfadqy, usiaemx hne dcfs ce cjxbz abinbj ekwa czhol zobe wy mvk crugqk ty axh zo uhhk eoe.

Ugr yeocgu zhkn vvgnqy, zstushxze, gohnwtevs asrpox fs. O trcgy eoe qxfk try ywxsd jxfyox (iy hne yhxg chy bnfz mo) qac gcuhhkrenaxr chkn mvky'n xhbk? Efyg wl odbxfy crugukd, S hxjkr wumhkrox xbuuqb mc zhog mc ilywd oy bocgu nubn. Tbj trum'g.... g lyn, B ytog. Ugr zholx'g gn klzisexn mc he wuws, gbyom zkvofl cl mkagwzuny, uiz hyhxgzli? Naoz jemm dxofyl ae pycgh. Eoe ahh hednxf gnn ipbkd ej pvkn xiucjy ofls jin, hhh sy zuksttc, hhh g sshzzk ksx pvu alolsj mo, yost trinun id nasuronbqglvs vcaln'px pkex ytgoeb ik zksc cghkncy ycx tryf. Muu dihy zho btfj ryoms gnn yqdkcdyw butrcgu lryg bh, choh mvk cyhlswuohvsy yyo yoien qxfk sy btfyh xi foztol pvgt, khw gzivf lhxofy ycxwklw hu dy vxhzeb. Ugr O hkpx gu mewa fkszyvh lob shi lob naoz.

Tlb B hnixe B vgvo gxauri iy hnic. Gtbe youkg jogh mvk lshx oltol rca'vo vxst wsna 'Zon. S nawtk ry kot oen ht zho bhiye pik o hid, u lvupzcgu kxmols (zhyozv of ry'w dopolxr zhsm B kuuvxg'h he cokdxicyw). Zguqbbbm ad mhak degu xuko shi sany, vcsfylmohlo mbzknmy, tbj tryg xasd... "C ycxgspx muu, iin ytog?" Ugr zavebbm alinh ot.

Gbxb O skcw ctco, naoz I dbbbq yyo zcz *'Tkex* wt trum itifykgk, I wytbz id.

Jnzyewygr joomg'h pucn fsgn csgqkd gcmv sy zoegk, ob shi gincgu sy wygronq. Cm'g zho vhhn op ol. Muu qim pktdyk xasd ul aacr ul W.

O lypx muu 'Duds, vuvmxaknn, bxojmknx, pog llh, pgbsylh Usrckc iofyg akmlyk, txiohwtgmsfr. Muu ruos g gyiw vkabn, tbj yyo iiz ix nas cobe pvocr gtyks sn *lvono*.

Hhh zo wuds kvolr qopryk muu qym ohoen mvos, yl tbetrcgu. O jemm iyukfem med nh uovo shi sy *S fhjk yyo*l dxednr rorowmze, axx mvos sm asgvsyk. Rksolosy try hdziyh mc he bytr gt k nbak wryg muu mug qumwcm hu rouwwtg sn.

Rca domxfbe dbbg onpikagtsig, W caxn rca ty btjk id. C ecbe iin gu, sy gnqn 'Tkex.

[probably-lucifer]

Hey did Harry gain poison immunity? Wasn’t that canon? Regardless I’m deciding it is.

Anyways, imagine Harry Potter at some party/ministry dinner thing, and some dick bag bad guy gives him poisoned wine, and he just, drinks the whole thing and doesn’t have a fucking clue, and the DBBG can’t actually say anything because that’d be suspicious so he just offers him more, and more, and more until Harry says “Are you trying to get me into bed? No offense but I’m taken...” And DBBG can’t say otherwise so he has to live with the fact that not only did the “very expensive and deadly poison didn’t fucking work at all” but he was PUBLICLY turned down by a MARRIED Harry Potter who CAN’T BE FUCKING POISONED 

[hnryclrk]

Go drop a comment on the @sso.la page. I know y'all got hella quotes from The Wood. #SSOLA #TheWood #HBWK #DBBG (at Mid City Yacht Club)

[maros251]

Tak super nakonec jsem urval bednu 🥇 v kategorii muži C #saarchallenge #bedna #radostjaksvina #maraton #prvnimisto (v místě Hlinsko) https://www.instagram.com/p/CT-DBBgs-yM/?utm_medium=tumblr

[matteohudson]

Now Listening: Linkin Park - Minutes To Midnight. #linkinpark #linkinparkminutestomidnight #minutestomidnight #wake #givenup #leaveoutalltherest #bleeditout #shadowoftheday #whativedone #handsheldhigh #nomoresorrow #valentinesday #inbetween #inpieces #thelittlethingsgiveyouaway #2007 #2007album #alternativerock #numetal #alternativemetal #raprock #electronicrock #poprock #nowlistening #nowplaying https://www.instagram.com/p/CLsIR9-Dbbg/?igshid=cv8qazz90bel

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[therh3show]

#Swipe: #TRH3SSpotlight: 🗣 ... I'd be remiss if I didn't openly say anything, or at least mention enough for YOU to know. Today this cat and his family, they'll take on/begin a large assignment. I couldn't be more proud of him, but also deeply saddened of how much they'll be missed on specific days. To one of my Giants in the Faith and my best friend forever in life, (that's meant with and in every dag on sense of the word) Elder Snipes (respectfully) / Macaroni Toney (personally/comfortably), as your intercessor, I got you 3. I love you all immensely. #DeepExhale. You got this! You all, help me congratulations this great man on this new assignment. Push me as I push them. https://www.instagram.com/p/B13jYf-DBbg/?igshid=1i4y8p4ikt3w

[bittherest]

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[techvandaag]

Desktop Best Buy Guide - Mei 2018

In deze mei-editie van de DBBG hebben we een high-end gamesysteem waarop je je vakantiegeld kunt stukslaan, een goedkoper mainstreamgamesysteem en een nog goedkoper budgetsysteem. http://dlvr.it/QRLcDH

[bngtanah]

The Difference Between Boys & Girls | o1

summary: Sam & Erin are university students who share a cheap one bedroom apartment above a shitty takeaway restaurant. Due to the limited space, they’ve grown accustomed to sharing just about everything, including the occasional kiss. Despite the amount of time they spend together, their complete comfort in sharing a bed, etc, the pair continues to hold on to the idea that they are completely “platonic.” None of their friends believe this excuse, but as ridiculous as it sounds the unconventional living situation truly does seem to work for them.

Well, it used to anyway..

pairing: Jung Hoseok (Samuel Park)  x Named OC characters: meet the cast.

word count: 10k+ genre: angst, smut, fluff

chapters: o1| o2| o3| o4| o5| o6| o7| o8| o9| 10| 11| 12| 13| 14

warning: boyfriend!hoseok, jealous!hoseok, friends to lovers trope, college au, angst, sexual themes, slow burn, ambw

a/n: i am a fool. I accidentally deleted my blog so this is me re-uploading EVERYTHING.

"You headed out?"

Erin's head whipped around in her roommates direction as he appeared in the doorway of their shared bedroom. He was shirtless, for no proper reason, jogging pants barely clinging to his hip bones. Sammy and Erin, to a certain extent, had stopped being shy being half-naked or completely naked around each other after a successful year of living together, and keeping things from becoming noticeably awkward between them. It was almost a tradition for them to freely walk around their tiny apartment space in the dead of winter or in the sweltering heat of summer in next to nothing.  

She turned in her seat to fully face Sammy as he flashed her one of his infamous megawatt smiles. It always amazed Erin how he did that, going from smoldering and sexy one second to unexpectedly adorable the very next. It was a talent if she ever saw one. Erin inhaled and clenched the makeup brush in her hand with a tighter grip.

“Uh, yeah. Some girls from my study group invited me out for a drink” She nodded, tapping the fluffy end of her powder brush against her knee as she did her best to keep her eyes focused on his face and not his bare chest.

“I don’t really feel like going, but it beats lying around here doing nothing with you all night,” She shrugged.

Sammy rolled his eyes and drilled his toned shoulder into the doorjamb. "You make it sound like we don’t have any fun just lying around" He replied with a gentle pout.

"Oh, so much fun," Erin reassured with a hint of sarcasm. "But I’m sure they will kick me out of the group if I keep turning down their G.N.O’s."

"They sound like shitty friends; why would you want to go out with them anyway?"

"Well, there aren’t too many people falling over themselves to hang out with an English major, some of us have to take what we can get" Erin chuckled and turned back to face the mirror to finish constructing her 'I don’t really want to be here’ face. Minimal makeup and boring straight hair.

"I enjoy hanging out with you, am I not enough?" Samuel shot back.

Why were they debating this?

The question nearly fell from Erin’s lips because it almost sounded like her roommate was trying to convince her not to go. It was a stupid thought but one that had to be considered.

"Sammy," Erin sighed. "Are you bored or something? You're a big boy I'm sure you can find some way to entertain yourself when I'm not here," She craned her head to look at him again, "Maybe catch up on some of the 'anatomy' research I caught you doing in the living room last night?"

The slight frown that was forming on Sammy's lips disappeared into a broad grin in response to Erin's statement, making her stomach flutter just slightly. She always enjoyed seeing him laugh, especially when she was the cause.

With him partially distracted, Erin took the chance to subtly drink in every inch of his toned skin. He wasn't overtly muscular, more lean than anything but cut where he needed to be. Erin concluded that he had the years he spent dancing to thank for that.  His face… Sam had a face that wouldn't seem like much at first glance but there was simply something about him that made you want to keep looking once he caught your eye. Strong jawline, straight nose, deep-set brown eyes that turned into half-moons whenever he smiled, which was often. It convinced Erin that he could make any person fall in love by doing something as simple as breathing, and you'd find yourself becoming jealous of the air that filled his lungs because it could touch him in places that you couldn't.

Not that she was in love with him, but she would be an idiot not to notice what a total hottie her roommate was.

“Whatever, noona.”

His voice snapped Erin out of her haze.

"Go out with your book nerds and paint the town beige," Sammy pushed away from the threshold, padded into the room and came to stand behind where Erin sat.

It should be noted that Erin wasn't entirely dressed either. She was in her robe, bare underneath, and silently willing her nipples not to get hard. The vanity mirror she set up cut Sammy off at the neck so all she could see was his torso just about pressed up against her back. He leaned down bringing his cheek close to her own.

She inhaled softly. The scent of his soap and cologne filled her nostrils and almost made her eyes flutter with satisfaction. She held it together though, no matter how much Erin harped on and on about not feeling anything but friendship for Samuel the past few months made it clear she wasn't sure what the hell she felt anymore.

They had been friends long before they decided to live together. Having seen each other through all the lows and highs of life since high school, it wouldn't be a stretch to say that they were more than just friends. They were basically family. Which was why Erin just couldn't bear to question exactly what had been going on between them lately. The closer than normal contact, him asking to share the bed with her because the pullout couch was messing with his back, all the goodbye kisses that seemed to linger for a second too long to be innocent. All signs pointed to the fact that he was feeling the same kind of attraction that she was, but even with all that evidence Erin just couldn't muster up the courage to call any attention to it.

Sammy brought a hand up and brushed it through gently through Erin's hair. Inwardly, her muscles tensed at his caress, and ripples of energy splintered everywhere. Erin's hair just happened to be an erogenous zone for her, but apparently only when Sammy touched it, which he did often enough.

"If you really want to go have some fun, then I'll stop bothering you," Sammy stated, twirling a strand around his index finger.

His voice sounded coarse like the words pained him to say out loud, that was probably just Erin's imagination.

Instead of responding Erin shrugged her shoulders and reached for her darkest tube of lipstick that wasn't actually black. Dreary colors usually did the trick to scare any guys planning to target her as an easy lay. To the weak of heart, they seemed to suggest hypersexuality, dabbling in witchcraft or both. Which meant whatever lame pickup line they had planned would not fly with her.

“Don't make it sound like I'm locking you in a cage here by yourself.” Erin said after a few seconds, biting into her lip when Sammy's hand smoothed down to her shoulder.

His brow scrunched, and his lips pulled down at the corners. “There's only so much I can do when you're not here.”

Erin snickered and began lining her lips in plum lipstick. “We have internet and a laptop, go nuts.”

“That's only fun when I think you're gonna catch me.”

Erin's eyebrow quirked, but she ignored that minor revelation “You're so gross.”

Sammy laughed again and that curious hand of his moved back up to Erin's neck, his thumb rubbing circles at her nape.

“You're distracting me,” She said through a soft breath.

“Ah, sorry,”  Sammy dropped his hand, but he didn't move from his spot. His eyes zeroed in on her lips while she put on her lipstick. “Is that new? I really like that color on you noona.”

Capping the lipstick, Erin smiled gently and looked forward, her eyes connecting with Sammy's through his reflection in the mirror. “When exactly did I become noona, by the way? In the years we've known each other I can count on one hand the amount of times you've called me that.”

Sammy smirked and shrugged his shoulders, "You don't like it?"

It was quite the opposite, actually. If Erin had a smidgen of confidence, she would tell him she absolutely adored hearing him call her 'noona'. She was over the novelty of the age gap a year after moving to South Korea but there was just something about the way Sammy said it. It wasn't said condescendingly or begrudgingly but with genuine love and Erin could feel that.

"Nah, it makes me feel old."

"Well, that's too bad because I enjoy saying it to you-" Sammy lowered his frame until he rested on his haunches with is chin just about resting on Erin's shoulder. "Noona."

He was too low for her to elbow him like she wanted to so Erin settled for judgmental glare before returning to her makeup. "Keep this up and I'll be waking you up in the middle of the night just to gush all about all the guys I make out with tonight, with vivid detail."

Sammy cocked a lopsided grin. "I doubt that will happen. When you spend nights making out with guys you don't want to give it up to, I usually just hear you lock the door and bzzzzz." He replied, complete with sound effects and what could only be described as his imitation of a stroke victim having an orgasm.

"Out! Right now, that's enough out of you for the night" Erin exclaimed through a mixture of laughter and embarrassed groans, turning to smack him a few times on the shoulder.

Chuckling, Sammy rose to his feet.

"All right, all right I'll go but I do have one question for you," He said as he stared down at Erin, placing his hands on his hips, and wetting his bottom lip with his tongue. Erin dug all ten of her fingernails into her kneecaps to get a hold of herself.

"What's your question, Samuel?"

"Are you planning on bringing anyone home tonight?"

Erin paused, suspicion making her eyes squint gently. That was a question she'd never heard from him before. "Why?"

"Just answer the question, Erin."

"I....don't know, probably not. Why?"

"I just wanted to know if I'd have time to try out my new noise-cancelling headphones tonight."

With that Erin rolled her eyes and stood to face him, "I've had enough of you Sammy, get out. I need to get dressed and you’re just distracting me with foolishness." Sammy only chuckled then shuffled toward the door, whistling.

Just as quickly as he left Sammy's head popped up at the corner of the entrance again. Erin stared at him expectantly.

"Why don't I come out with you tonight? I know for a fact that you only tolerate those book club girls and I know Kasey won't be coming because I was eavesdropping earlier. Come on, I'll do you a favor. ,"

Erin's fingers strummed the vanity top as she contemplated her roommate's suggestion. The girls from her study group weren't exactly nuns, but they definitely weren't the most fun to hang with on a Friday night. They also probably wouldn't take too kindly to Erin inviting a guy to their 'Girl's Night Out'. However, having Sammy around all but guaranteed that she would have a good time tonight, even if it meant getting on their bad side.

It seemed worth it right?

"Can you promise to be on your best behavior?"

He shrugged. "Probably, but that depends on what you mean by 'best'."

"Like no challenging random people to a dance off, no hitting on any of my study group members..."

Sammy laughed. "Ooh, don't think I can agree to that last request, I've been on a kind of book smart, nerdy girl kick lately."

"Ugh, whatever just don't make it obvious" Erin replied, grabbing her cellphone. "I'll text Kim and tell her I have a....friend joining me."

Sammy beamed and immediately rushed over to envelop Erin in a smothering hug, making her blush like a silly schoolgirl in return. "We're gonna have a blast, noona."

Erin grinned and stroked the smooth skin on his back softly. "I wouldn't speak too soon."

The smile on Sammy's face faltered slightly, but he made no attempt at letting her go, his hands found their way into Erin's hair again and she shuddered slightly. A response that did not go unnoticed by Sammy since their bodies were practically sandwiched together. "You don't sound convinced."

"I don't control the future; we could get hit by a car on our way there. Go cover up your nips. We have to leave soon, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah" The lean boy replied as he slowly released Erin from his grasp and began making his way toward the door for the third time that night. He paused for a second once he was in the doorway and turned to glance at Erin who was combing through her hair, "Can I make a suggestion?"

"This better not be something silly."

"Wear your hair up."

Erin blinked a few times at her reflection before her eyebrow shot upward and she swiveled her head in Sammy's direction, waiting for him to elaborate on his random suggestion.

His expression was serious, and his eyes almost appeared to be darkened. "Your hair up, with that dark lipstick…? You look irresistible."

A pang of electricity sparked right through Erin's core, it took every amount of self-restraint in her not to cross the room and smear her perfectly applied lipstick all over his toned chest.

Instead, she chose to cover up her attraction with a pleasant smile while obediently complying with his request.

 "Up it is."

[ladygagain2016-blog]