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bpdbeehive · 9 months ago

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I made a list of every single Greek god ever

Keep in mind some of these may be different from what you know because they have multiple different stories

Eros- god of love, passion, and fertility

Tartarus- god of darkest part in the underworld

Thalassa- goddess of the sea

Phanes- god of creation, new life, procreation, fertility, and light

Caligine- goddess of creation

Gaia- goddess of earth

Erebus- god of darkness and shadows

Nyx- goddess of night and darkness

Pontus- god of the seas

Hydros- god of water

Uranas- god of the heavens and sky

Achlys- goddess of the death-mist, misery, sadness, and deadly poisons

Aether- god of light and the upper sky

Ananke- goddess of inevitability, compulsion, and necessity

Chaos- god of the void

Cronus- god of time, fate, justice, and harvest

Caelus- god of the sky

Coeus- god of the North, intelligence, and resolve

Hemera- goddess of daylight

Hypnos- god of sleep

Nemesis- goddess of vengeance, retribution, and rightful fate

Thalassa- goddess of sea

Rhea- goddess of motherhood, fertility, childbirth, comfort, and good living

Oceanus- god of freshwater

Tethys- goddess of fresh water and nursing mothers

Hyperion- god of heavenly light and watchfulness

Theia- goddess of sight and vision

Lapetus- god of mortal life

Crius- god of constellations, stars, and the south

Phoebe- goddess of intellect, prophecy, and the moon

Themis- goddess of justice, law, order, and divine will

Iris- goddess of rainbows

Mnemosyne- goddess of memory

Zues- god of sky, weather, thunder, lightning, and law and order

Demeter- goddess of the harvest, agriculture, and fertility of the earth

Poseidon- god of sea, storms, earthquakes, and horses

Hades- god of the underworld and the dead

Hera- goddess of women, marriage, family, and childbirth

Apollo- god of sun and light, poetry, healing and disease, justice, archery, music and dance, prophecy and truth

Artemis- goddess of hunting, wild animals, and the wilderness

Aphrodite- goddess of beauty and passion

Ares- god of war and courage

Hephaestus- fire, volcanoes, blacksmithing, metalworking, craftsmanship, sculpture, forges, and metallurgy

Hermes- God of wealth, trade, thieves, and travelers

Athena- goddess of wisdom and strategic warfare

Dionysus- god of wine, festivity, and theater

Hestia- goddess of domestic life, home, and hearth

Hecate- goddess of magic and necromancy

Aeolus- god of the wind

Asclepius- god of medicine and healing

Eris- god of discord, jealousy, and strife

Pan- god of the wild, shepherds, flocks, rustic music, fertility, spring, and theatrical criticism

Eileithyia- goddess of childbirth, birth pains, and midwifery

Enyos- goddess of war, violence, and bloodshed

Evrynomi- water meadows, fertility, and pasturelands

Psyche- goddess of the soul

Hedone- goddess of pleasure, enjoyment, and delight

Dolos- god of trickery, cunning deception, craftiness, guile, and treachery

Senectus- god of old age

Oizys- goddess of misery, grief, anxiety, and depression

Moros- god of doom

Momus- god of satire and mockery

Tmolus- god of Mount Tmolus

Nereus- god of the sea

Phorcys- god of the sea and the hidden dangers that lurk beneath the waves

Ceto- goddess of sea monsters and other marine life

Eurybia- goddess of power over, and mastery of, the sea

Eurus- god of the east or southeast wind, fall, and storms

Aergia- goddess of laziness, idleness, sloth, and indolence

Eos- goddess of dawn

Astraea- goddess of justice, innocence, purity, precision

Boreas- god of the north wind, winter, storms, ice, snow, and cold

Chione- goddess of snow

Orithyia- goddess of cold mountain winds

Zephyrus- god of West wind

Notos- god of South wind

Euros- god of East wind

Hesperos- god of the evening and the evening star

Morpheus- god of dreams and nightmares

Pasithea- goddess of relaxation and rest

Icelus- god of nightmares

Phantasus- god of dreams that feature inanimate objects

Aigaion- god of violent sea storms

Achelous- god of fresh water

Alpheus- god of the Peloponnese

Clymene- goddess of fame and renown

Eurynome- goddess of water meadows, fertility, and pasturelands

Idyia- goddess of knowledge

Metis- goddess of wisdom and cunning strategies

Styx- goddess of oaths and the River Styx

Helios- god of the sun

Selene- goddess of the moon

Atlas- god of strength, endurance, astronomy, and navigation

Prometheus- god of fire, forethought, and crafty counsel

Astraeus- god of astrology and stars

Pallas- god of witchcraft

Zelus- god of dedication, emulation, eager rivalry, envy, jealousy, and zeal

Nike- goddess of victory

Via- goddess of force and power

Perses- god of destruction

Asteria- goddess of falling stars, nocturnal divination, and the connection between the heavens and the earth

Leto- goddess of motherhood, childbirth, modesty, and fertility

Eirene- goddess of peace

Dike- goddess of fair judgment and law

Persephone- goddess of grain and agriculture

Alatheia- goddess of truth

Asopos- god of the river Asopos

Ate- goddess of blind folly and ruin

Britomartis- goddess of hunting and fishing

Elieithyia- goddess of childbirth

Eirene- goddess of peace

Ersa- goddess of the dew

Eunomia- goddess of good governance

Harmonia- goddess of harmony

Hebe- goddess of youth

Hephaistos- god of smiths

Eunomia- goddess of law, governance, and good order

Kairos- god of opportunity

Aglaia- goddess of beauty, splendor, glory, magnificence, adornment, good health, and the glow of good health

Lakhesis- goddess of life and fate

Phasis- god of the river Phasis

Despoine- goddess of certain Arkadian Mysteries

Macaria- goddess of a "blessed" death

Melinoe- goddess of ghosts, nightmares, and propitiation

Zagreus- god of rebirth

Ploutos- god of wealth, riches, and abundance

Albion- god of the sea

Tilphousia- goddess of vengeance and justice

Phobos- god of fear, panic, flight, and rout

Pothos- god of sexual longing, desire, and yearning

Anteros- god of reciprocal love

Himeros- god of sexual desire and unrequited love

Hermaphroditus- god of effeminacy, androgeny, and hermaphroditism

Rhodos- goddess and personification of the island of Rhodes

Priapus- god of fertility

Erichthonius- goddess of earth

Tyche- goddess of fortune, luck, prosperity, chance, and fate

Horkos- god of oaths and the curse that befalls those who break them

Epione- goddess of soothing pain

Hygieia- goddess of hygiene and cleanliness

Panacea- goddess of universal remedy

Aceso- goddess of healing and wounds

Iaso- goddess of recuperation from sickness

Machaon- god of surgeons

Pandia- goddess of the full moon, dew, and youth

Telesphoros- god of recuperation

Enyalius- god of soldiers and warriors

Phosphorus- god of the planet Venus when it appears as the morning star

Triton- god of the sea

Carpus- god of fruit

Bia- goddess of force, power, might, bodily strength, and compulsion

Narcissus- god of vanity

Cephissus- god of the Cephissus river

Ismenus- god of the river of the same name

Eucleia- goddess of good repute, glory, and honor

Eupheme- goddess of good omen, praise, and acclamation

Euthenia- goddess of prosperity, abundance, and plenty

Philophrosyne- goddess of friendliness, welcome, and kindness

Euphrosyne- goddess of joy, good cheer, mirth, and merriment

Hephaestus- god of artisans, blacksmiths, carpenters, craftsmen, fire, metallurgy, metalworking, sculpture and volcanoes

Delphin- god of Dolphins

Aristaeus- god of beekeeping, cheesemaking, olive growing, and hunting

Electryone- goddess of the sun and morning

Circe- goddess of magic

Silenus- god of forests, wine-making, and drunkenness

Triptolemus- god of agriculture

Lyssa- goddess of rage, fury, and rabies

Soteria- goddess of safety, salvation, deliverance, and protection from harm

Leucothea- goddess of hope

Palaemon- god of harbors and sharks

Pasiphae- goddess of witchcraft and sorcery

Perses- god of destruction and peace

Phaunos- god of the forest

Maron- god of Maroneia

Astraeus- god of stars and planets

Limos- goddess of famine, starvation, and hunger

Benthesikyme- goddess of ocean waves

Amphitrite- goddess of the sea

Kymopoleia- goddess of violent sea storms and storm waves

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klausysworld · 6 months ago

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Hey, I love your writing style a lot so I wanted to ask if your open for a Joseph Morgan request?

Here’s what I had in mind:

Reader is new on set of The Originals and on one of her first days, she has to film a spicy scene with Joseph. She feels uncomfortable about doing that with a co star she has a little crush on and generally have to undress for a scene. He calms her and guides her through it, always looking out that she’s comfortable. Just a cute Joseph please and the end is very up to you :)

Thank you <3

Camera Shy

Joining the Originals set was a long shot for me, I hadn't actually expected to be casted and casted as a love interest was more than I had even auditioned for.

Getting to know everyone on set was a little scary but everyone was lovely, and funny, some of them (Daniel) were especially funny and Daniel and Joseph together were a right sketch.

Claire, Phoebe, Riley and Danielle had been great at helping me feel apart of the group despite coming in late.

Scenes sometimes took a few takes and a lot of time but seeing them put all together made every second worth it.

The most difficult scenes had been the more romantic scenes with Joseph. The first make out scene had been so awkward, completely my fault, and therefore every other scene seemed to make me worse.

The amount of makeup they had to put on me to hide the way my cheeks blushed was embarrassing and even then sometimes I swear I could still see it on the camera.

The embarrassment was high enough just kissing let alone stripping down to my underwear in front of a dozen cameras, costars and directors. But the most anxiety raising part of it was knowing Joseph's hands were going to be the ones pulling my shirt off, tugging my jeans down and I was going to have to do the same to him.

They have us a half an hour break right before the scene, everyone was getting a coffee or whatever but I couldn't even thing about relaxing.

I felt sweaty, I felt like he would be able to smell me and tell that I was turned on and terrified all at once.

My breathing was rushed and broken as I looked at myself in the mirror. I couldn't cry, makeup had spent hours making sure I looked flawless.

But I couldn't help it as the nerves bred fast. My fingers tapped the desk in an unkept pattern, my eyes blurring up and nose getting stuffy.

I really hadn't expected the hands on my shoulders, the soft touch rubbing along my arms both gently and firmly.

"Do you feel okay, love?" He asked and I sniffed. "Do you need me to tell them you'll be off sick?"

"No..." I mumbled, trying to blink away any tears but he had it covered when a folded square of tissue tapped under my eyes carefully. "I'm sorry, I'm just being silly." I laughed but he only frowned.

"You're scared?" He murmured, arm wrapping around my waist in the gesture of comfort that I needed.

"I don't know...I've just never had to take off any clothes for TV before you know? I haven’t-" I swallowed down my words and he pulled me to a hug.

"I understand" he nodded, rubbing my back. "I can talk to them, we can change the scene or move it."

"We can't, I have to do it and I want to do it for the viewers but it's just really hard and people are gonna look and me and say things-"

"The only things anyone will say is how beautiful you look." He interrupted, eyes boring into mine like the ocean during the night, "Nobody will want you to do this scene if you feel this uncomfortable, I promise you they'll understand."

I sniffled and shook my head. "It's gonna be good for my career, I need to" I mumble and he squeezed me a little.

"I'll be right there for you, the whole time. I'll be gentle-" He tried to reassure but I knew the directors would retake.

"Klaus is rough, the script specifically says that-" I argued

"I'm not though and I don't care what the script says, it's not like they can fire me this late. So I'll be gentle and I'll take care of you." He told me firmly and I could only nod.

I looked as though nothing had happened by the time I was back out there. Cameras rolling, zooming in on us, I could feel them. But Joseph made sure I could feel him there too, sometimes when I looked at him during a scene I just saw him as his character but in that moment I knew it was just us, no Klaus just Joseph.

So when our lips met I let it be our lips, his hands on my body and my body only. Not who I was supposed to be. When my top was lifted from my body and his eyes looked into mine I knew what he was asking. When his hands popped the button on my jeans and slid them down my legs, I knew his intentions weren't to push me just to guide me. His touch encouraged me to return the favour, plucking his clothes from his skin like feathers from a bird. Like the feathers that covered is shoulder.

My fingers touched the tattoo, stroking it softly as his hands slid up to my waist and warmed my skin. I could faintly hear the camera crew calling cut as the scene faded out of picture.

But he didn't just leave me vulnerable and alone on the set. He didn't pull his clothes back on and go off laughing with the guys.

He rubbed my arms like he had earlier and asked if I felt okay and I did. His smile reached my heart and the kiss to my cheek somehow felt more intimate than the way his tongue had pushed at my lips moments ago.

A blanket from the set was wrapped over my shoulders as he lead me away and kept talking to me, just being there for me.

He made me feel safe; comfortable.

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avendjarin · 2 months ago

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day 1 ⭒ mastermind - taylor swift

day 2 ⭒ my body is a cage - arcade fire

day 3 ⭒ i hate it here - taylor swift

day 4 ⭒ ancient dreams in a modern land - marina

day 5 ⭒ unknown/nth - hozier

day 6 ⭒ running up that hill - kate bush

day 7 ⭒ timeless - taylor swift

day 8 ⭒ normal thing - gracie abrams

day 9 ⭒ E.T. - katy perry

day 10 ⭒ homesick - madison beer

day 11 ⭒ change - taylor swift

day 12 ⭒ iris - goo goo dolls

day 13 ⭒ if i could fly - one direction

day 14 ⭒ fresh out the slammer - taylor swift

day 15 ⭒ runaway - aurora

day 16 ⭒ down bad - taylor swift

day 17 ⭒ something great - one direction

day 18 ⭒ the other side - the greatest showman

day 19 ⭒ found heaven - conan gray

day 20 ⭒ talking to the moon - bruno mars

day 21 ⭒ long live - taylor swift

day 22 ⭒ matilda - harry styles

day 23 ⭒ there it goes - maisie peters

day 24 ⭒ risk - gracie abrams

day 25 ⭒ guilty as sin? - taylor swift

day 26 ⭒ i see the light - tangled

day 27 ⭒ vienna - billy joel

day 28 ⭒ across the universe - the beatles

day 29 ⭒ everything has changed - taylor swift

day 30 ⭒ i know the end - phoebe bridgers

day 31 ⭒ you and i - one direction

day 32 ⭒ a million dreams - the greatest showman

day 33 ⭒ the bolter - taylor swift

day 34 ⭒ mama - jonas blue

day 35 ⭒ the promised land - bruce springsteen

day 36 ⭒ stranger - olivia rodrigo

day 37 ⭒ audition (the fools who dream) - la la land

day 38 ⭒ snow on the beach - taylor swift

day 39 ⭒ tightrope - the greatest showman

day 40 ⭒ drunk drivers/killer whales - car seat headrest

day 41 ⭒ oh no! - marina

day 42 ⭒ hula hoopin - coast modern

day 43 ⭒ more than we imagine - michael nesmith

day 44 ⭒ the prophecy - taylor swift

day 45 ⭒ paris, texas - lana del rey

day 46 ⭒ o children - nick cave & the bad seeds

day 47 ⭒ would you fall in love with me again - anna lea and jorge rivera-herrans

day 48 ⭒ just like magic - ariana grande

day 49 ⭒ saturn - SZA

day 50 ⭒ wake up - ATEEZ

day 51 ⭒ the lakes - taylor swift

day 52 ⭒ canyon moon - harry styles

day 53 ⭒ jericho - iniko

day 54 ⭒ heavy metal heart - sky ferreira

day 55 ⭒ radio - lana del rey

day 56 ⭒ rewrite the stars - the greatest showman

day 57 ⭒ midnight rain - taylor swift

day 58 ⭒ starlight - muse

day 59 ⭒ daylight - taylor swift

day 60 ⭒ wild at heart - lana del rey

day 61 ⭒ defying gravity - wicked

day 62 ⭒ paradise - coldplay

day 63 ⭒ home - LCD soundsystem

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chewnotchoke · 3 months ago

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to let a good thing die - gongfourz

warning: leehan and taesan, bff gongfourz, angst, friendship fallout, they call each other 'donghyun' and 'dongmin' but i'll refer to them with their stage names a/n: i originally wanted to make it a love triangle where hts fell for klh, however, i did not want to add a cliche love triangle anymore where their friendship simply gets ruined by a girl so instead, i just focused on their dynamics as best friends :) wc: 6.7k (my longest fic yet) playlist: bruno major - to let a good thing die // lana del rey - margaret // wave to earth - love // phoebe bridgers - scott street // conan gray - the cut that always bleeds // billie eilish - tv // lorde - ribs // mac demarco - watching him fade away

the one constant in a world that frequently felt chaotic and uncertain was the bond between leehan and taesan. their relationship developed gradually over time rather than being sparked by something significant or profound. they had this unshakable connection, built on an implicit commitment to always stand by each other.

there was something comforting about their relationship, like the warmth of a campfire on a cold night. it was strong, steady, and able to push away even the darkest moments.

leehan is the kind of person who can turn the most mundane moments into something fun, tossing playful jabs or flashing a quick grin that’s as disarming as it is genuine. yet beneath his laid-back demeanor lies a quiet loyalty for his best friend, taesan.

for leehan, caring about taesan isn’t just a passing thought—it’s woven into the fabric of his being, a constant he doesn’t need to say aloud. his way of showing it is subtle: an encouraging word when taesan's fire flickers or a shared laugh to lighten the weight of the world.

taesan, on the other hand, is a force of nature. he’s full of purpose, his mind racing with ideas and plans, always reaching for a horizon only he can see. ambition fuels him like a roaring engine, pushing him forward with relentless determination. but even with his eyes set on the stars, taesan never forgets leehan. he values him as a grounding presence, the person who reminds him to breathe amidst the chaos.

to taesan, leehan isn’t just a friend—he’s a safe harbor, someone he trusts to understand him in ways words can’t always express.

when taesan forgot his lunch in middle school, it was leehan who pushed his tray across the cafeteria table, pretending he wasn’t hungry. when taesan showed up late to cram school, drenched in the rain, leehan wordlessly handed over his spare hoodie. when taesan confessed he’d failed another math test, leehan stayed up all night crafting a cheat sheet—not so taesan could cheat, but so he could study better next time.

the park was washed in gold by the afternoon sun. the rusty swing set, a memory from their shared youth, was occupied by leehan and taesan. with each push, the chains creaked as they swayed gently under their weight.

as they watched a group of children play tag on the grass, their laughter resonating in the cool air, they had been silent for some time. with a heavy voice, leehan breaks the silence.

“do you ever wonder how things might change when we enter college?” kicking at the mud beneath his feet, he asked the question. taesan could only offer him a wry smile as he turned to him, “why? are you worried about drifting apart as we’re finally starting to figure out our lives?”

“something like that.”

it took taesan to give a response. he stared at his friend and finally added, “you know, the world doesn’t have to be perfect for us to have our own piece of it. and honestly...you’re the only piece i’d ever need.” it was all sincerity–raw, and unfiltered, and leehan could feel it from taesan’s voice.

taesan’s grin returned but tinged with something softer, almost fragile. “i know life gets messy, and sometimes it feels like we’re barely holding on, and i know it’s going be harder in our 20’s, but every time i feel like i’m drowning, i think about this, us. and i know i’ll be okay.”

“but i’m kind of worried though,” taesan adds. “you’ve always been there for me and i’m scared of leaning too much on you, and if i am not reciprocating the same care you’ve given me. you’ve always felt like a brother, an older one. you were there when i scraped my knee, trying to learn how to ride a skateboard from you. when i had that silly breakup in high school, when i almost failed my math test. i don’t want to be a burden for you, where you always have to take care of me and make sure i’m okay whenever i mess up.”

leehan chuckled softly, the sound warm and reassuring. "it doesn’t make you weak. and for what it’s worth, you’re the one who reminds me to laugh when i get too serious, who pulls me out of my head when i overthink. you take care of me in your own way, even if you don’t realize it. so i want you to keep leaning on me, just as much as i need you here, too."

leehan’s mind drifted to the time in middle school when he had forgotten to finish his homework. the teacher’s glare had felt like a spotlight, and humiliation burned hot on his cheeks as he was told to stand at the back of the classroom. but just as he began to shuffle toward the wall, taesan had quietly risen from his seat and joined him. “forgot mine too,” taesan had mumbled, even though leehan knew it wasn’t true.

he remembered the warmth of that moment, how the shame of standing alone had melted into something almost bearable because taesan had been there, sharing the weight of it without a second thought.

another memory surfaced, sharper and more vivid: the sound of pounding rain as leehan sprinted through the streets, his heart racing with worry after hearing his mom was sick. he hadn’t even noticed taesan trailing behind him at first, gripping an umbrella in one hand and shouting for him to slow down.

by the time leehan stopped, both of them were drenched, rain dripping from taesan’s hair and soaking his clothes. yet taesan didn’t seem to care; he simply held the umbrella over his friend’s head, his hands trembling slightly from the cold, determined to shield him from the downpour.

taesan, on the other hand, found himself smiling at a memory of his own. he thought about the night he lost his cat—a quiet, aching grief that had made him curl up in his room and refuse to leave. he could still see leehan leaning against the doorway, arms crossed but eyes gentle, waiting patiently. “food’s getting cold,” leehan had said, his voice soft. he hadn’t pried or tried to offer hollow comfort. he had simply waited until taesan finally stepped out, sitting across from him at the table in silence, offering companionship without needing to say a word.

for a brief period, the only sound in the place was the soft hum of the kids playing. then taesan exhaled, a tiny, nearly apologetic smile pulling at his mouth. his shoulders releasing tension, and his heart feeling lighter than ever after hearing such words from leehan.

that day, despite everything, it was just the two of them as best friends. and at that moment, it was more than enough.

until things started to shift in their sophomore year as college students.

taesan began to feel the heavy, unrelenting weight of adulthood pressing down on him. it was nothing like the carefree days of high school, when life was a blend of joys and trivial worries. back then, it was all about laughter, mischief, and the simplicity of being young. now, it felt as though every responsibility, every expectation, was stacking itself on his shoulders, threatening to crush him under its weight.

but what tormented at him most wasn’t just his own struggles—it was the fear of becoming someone else’s. he dreaded the day of himself becoming the burden rather than the bearer, making his chest tighten with unease. especially to leehan.

leehan often found himself waking up to the faint glow of a desk lamp at the dining table in their shared dorm. there taesan would be, hunched over his notes and laptop, dark circles under his eyes betraying yet another sleepless night. the sight had become too familiar.

"dongmin, don’t tell me..." leehan muttered, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he walked into the room. his voice carried a mix of concern and exasperation. taesan glanced up, the exhaustion etched into his face undeniable. but instead of answering, he closed his laptop with a soft sigh and rose from his seat. he began gathering his things for the class that awaited him.

"dongmin, you haven’t been sleeping for days," leehan said firmly, stepping closer.

taesan paused, slinging his bag over one shoulder. "i have a really important presentation later," he said, his voice calm but weary. "i can’t screw this up."

leehan frowned, watching his friend push himself yet again. "you need to rest, though. you can’t keep running on empty."

“i’ll be fine," taesan replied with a small, tired smile, brushing off the concern as he always did. "i probably won’t be back for lunch, so don’t wait for me. eat something good, okay? i’ll see you after class." and with that, taesan headed for the door, leaving leehan standing there, worry tugging at his chest. as much as leehan wanted to stop him, he knew taesan’s stubborn determination all too well. all he could do was silently promise to be there, ready to catch him if he fell.

it was just after leehan’s second class when his phone buzzed insistently in his pocket. the caller id flashed ‘university clinic,’ and a strange chill ran down his spine as he answered. the nurse’s voice was calm but firm: taesan had fainted after a presentation, and his name was listed as the emergency contact. hearing that sent a wave of emotions crashing over leehan—fear, frustration, and a flicker of something warmer, something he couldn’t quite name. he didn’t even stop to think. his legs moved instinctively as he sprinted toward the infirmary.

when he pushed open the door, he saw taesan lying on the small bed, looking pale, his usual energy drained. his lips curved into a faint smile when he noticed leehan, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “you’re here,” taesan murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “why? have you eaten lunch yet?”

leehan exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair to calm the anger bubbling inside him. “do you really need to waste what little energy you have worrying about me?”

taesan let out a breathy laugh, though it came out more like a cough. “i’m fine. it’s not that serious. didn’t the doctor say i just need some rest? i’m an adult now, leehan.”

“and yet, you can’t even take care of yourself,” leehan shot back, his tone harsher than he intended. the smile faded from taesan’s face, replaced by a shadow of guilt. “i’m sorry,” he said quietly, his voice so soft it was almost swallowed by the room’s silence. leehan’s chest tightened as he realized how his words had landed. he reached out, his hand resting gently on taesan’s arm, a gesture meant to reassure.

“hey,” he said softly, his voice gentler now. “i’m not mad. i’m worried. i hate seeing you like this. but you know i’ll always be here, right? whether you think you need me or not.”

taesan’s gaze shifted away, his fingers clutching at the blanket. “that’s what scares me,” he admitted, his voice trembling. “that you always have to take care of me.”

for a moment, the weight of taesan’s words lingered in the air, heavy and unspoken. leehan tightened his grip on taesan’s arm, his own voice steady and quiet. “you’re not a burden, taesan. not to me. you never will be. so stop trying to do everything on your own.” taesan’s lips quirked into a faint smile again, though it was tinged with something bittersweet. “you’re too good to me, you know that?”

leehan shook his head, his own smile breaking through. “maybe. but you make it worth it.”

the silence that followed was warmer this time, leaving only the steady hum of the infirmary clock marking the passing seconds.

but the following days weren’t as warm.

taesan had been alone in their shared dorm for three days now. leehan had barely been home, only returning long enough to sleep, his presence almost ghostly in its absence. the days passed in a blur, with taesan filling the space with his own thoughts and distractions, but something was missing. every morning, taesan would check his room to find that leehan had already gone—his things left behind, his bed untouched. it was as if leehan had simply faded away.

that morning, as taesan stood in the kitchen, rinsing the dishes he had used for breakfast, he heard the familiar creak of the door opening. his heart jumped in his chest, and for the first time in days, a small spark of relief flickered in his chest. he turned around to see leehan step inside, dragging himself like a ghost from the hallway.

“you’re back!” taesan said, his voice a mix of surprise and relief.

leehan’s response was a strained, half-hearted smile that barely reached his eyes. he walked slowly, his footsteps heavy, as if the weight of the world was pressing down on his shoulders, his bag hung loosely from one arm.

“are you alright?” taesan asked, his brows furrowing in concern. “you haven’t been answering my calls. how was your test?” leehan didn’t immediately respond. instead, he simply sighed, the sound as hollow as his smile. “sorry,” he muttered, looking away. “let’s not talk about that.”

before taesan could press further, leehan disappeared into his room, the door closing behind him with a finality that felt like a wall between them. taesan stood frozen, his heart heavy with unanswered questions he glanced at the clock. only ten minutes before class. he should go, but something worried him, telling him to wait. so, he did. he waited by the door, listening for any sign that leehan might come out.

when the door finally opened again, it wasn’t the leehan taesan had hoped for. leehan emerged, but this time he was carrying a much larger bag, his clothes different. his movements were mechanical, devoid of the warmth that usually accompanied him.

“i don’t think i’ll be home for the next few days,” leehan said, his voice distant, the words detached as if he were speaking from a far-off place. “take care. i’ll see you soon.”

taesan’s throat tightened, his stomach lurching at the finality in leehan’s tone. “wait, what? donghy—”

but leehan didn’t stop. without another glance, he turned and disappeared out the door, leaving taesan standing in the midst of a room that suddenly felt too empty and quiet. the seconds dragged into minutes, and taesan stood there, numb, watching the door as if hoping leehan might come back.

but he didn’t. the sound of leehan’s departure echoed in his mind, and taesan realized, with an unsettling clarity, that something had shifted. though he didn’t know what it was or how it happened.

taesan had known something was wrong with leehan for days. it had started subtly at first: leehan had been quieter than usual, disappearing more often, his smiles more forced. taesan had brushed it off, telling himself that it was probably just the stress of exams, or maybe leehan was dealing with something personal. but it wasn’t like him to pull away without saying anything, especially not from taesan.

last week, leehan had mentioned that his program had a qualifying test to determine if he could continue to the next semester. it was a big deal, and taesan had noticed how much time leehan was spending with his study group, buried in textbooks and notes. but even so, the silence between them felt different—longer, heavier.

but that night, after finishing his own studies, taesan couldn’t help himself. he opened the messaging app and typed out a message:

"hey, what else have you been up to lately? haven’t heard from you in a while. you good?"

he stared at the words, his thumb hovering over the send button, unsure if it was too much, or too soon. but it was the truth—he was anxious. he didn’t know what leehan had been up to, how he was holding up, or even if he was okay. he sent the message and then sat back, waiting. the minutes turned into an hour. his phone sat on the desk, quiet, undisturbed.

it was only when taesan was about to drift off to sleep, the heft of the day pulling him under, that he finally heard the familiar ping of a new message. he reached for his phone, his eyes still heavy with fatigue, and unlocked the screen.

it was from leehan.

“i’m sorry i haven’t been home lately. and i don’t think i will be for the whole week. i’ll be back once i’m done. make sure you’re eating well.”

the message was short. vague. empty.

taesan stared at the words for a long time. there was something hollow about it, something that left him unsettled. taesan reread the message, wondering if there was more beneath the surface, some hidden meaning that he wasn’t catching. but in the end, the words sat coldly in his chest, unanswered and unyielding.

three more days had slipped by since leehan’s last reply. silence hung heavily in the apartment, with taesan left to his own thoughts in their shared space. despite the suffocating curiosity, taesan resisted the urge to call, respecting the unspoken boundaries. seeing leehan occasionally online on the messaging app was enough to reassure him that nothing dire had occurred.

on his way to campus, taesan crossed paths with sungho, one of leehan’s friends from his program. a spark of hope stirred in his chest as he greeted him. “sungho, have you been with donghyun? how’s he doing?” sungho’s expression shifted, a mixture of surprise and concern. “donghyun? hasn’t he come back to your place yet?”

“no, i haven’t heard from him lately.”

sungho sighed, glancing away momentarily. “ah, you didn’t know? leehan failed the qualifying exam last week. it was tough—he had to retake it with an additional 80 questions. but he finally passed on the second try. if he had failed again, he wouldn’t have been able to apply for the next semester. and he would have lost his spot in your college dorm. he’s been a wreck since the test, crying a lot. i thought you knew?”

a load settled on taesan’s chest. he hadn’t known any of this. the silence suddenly felt heavier, tinged with guilt and worry. before he could respond, sungho gave him a comforting pat on the shoulder. “i’ve got to go now. take care, dongmin.” with that, sungho walked away, leaving taesan standing in the middle of the bustling campus, lost in thought.

late at night after class, the dorm was eerily quiet, and there was still no sign of leehan. taesan sat on the couch, his heart weighed down by the conversation he’d had with sungho earlier. the day’s fatigue clung to him as he idly scrolled through instagram, seeking distraction.

his thumb froze when he stumbled upon leehan’s latest instagram story. it was a group selfie with classmates, a table laden with food and alcohol, and the caption, “thank you, guys. it wouldn’t have been possible without you.”

a storm of unspoken emotions swirled within taesan. he placed his phone face down on the table and sighed heavily. moments later, the front door creaked open, and leehan stepped in. his face bore a different expression than the one taesan remembered. something softer, more at ease.

“dongmin, i’m back! i mi—” leehan’s words trailed off when he noticed taesan’s lack of response. concern flickered in his eyes as he gently closed the door. “are you alright?” he asked, lingering in the doorway. “is it true?” taesan’s voice was low, almost a whisper.

“what’s true?” leehan frowned.

“you failed your qualifying exam.”

“oh, that,” leehan shrugged, a sheepish smile playing on his lips. “how did you know? but it’s all good now—”

“no, it’s not!” taesan’s voice cracked as he interrupted, his frustration surfacing. leehan blinked, taken aback.

“dongmin, it’s really fine. i passed the second time.”

“but you didn’t tell me,” taesan muttered, his gaze fixed on the floor.

“tell you what?”

“that you were struggling. that you needed support. instead, you celebrated with your college friends. people you’ve known for barely a few semester, while i was left in the dark. if sungho hadn’t told me, i wouldn’t have known anything.”

leehan’s smile faltered. “dongmin, i didn’t want to be a burden. i thought—”

“a burden?” taesan cut him off, his voice trembling. “do you think i’m not scared of being a burden too? but other than that, i’m more terrified of becoming someone you can’t rely on. do i mean so little to you as a friend?” his eyes shimmered, tears threatening to fall. the room was steeped in silence, the pressure of unspoken fears and misunderstandings pressing down on them.

“dongmin, i’m so—”

“was it not possible with me, donghyun? is that why you didn’t tell me?” taesan’s tears streamed freely, his voice trembling with a fragile softness. leehan’s gaze softened, the sight of his best friend in tears pulling at his heart. “that’s not true, dongmin. i didn’t tell you because i didn’t want to add to your stress. when you fainted from exhaustion after your presentation, i knew you weren’t in the right headspace. if i had told you i failed, it would’ve only worried you more. you mean so much to me as a friend—i couldn’t bear the thought of adding more weight to your shoulders.”

“donghyun, i could have helped you study—”

“and that’s exactly what i didn’t want!” leehan interrupted almost shouting, his chest heaving with emotion. “i didn’t want you to see me as someone who couldn’t succeed on his own. it’s not about that! dongmin, i was more afraid of losing what we have here, in this apartment, than losing my own dreams!”

taesan was rendered speechless, overwhelmed by the raw honesty in leehan’s words. he hadn’t expected such vulnerability from his friend, and it struck a chord deep within him. “you always care about academics, and you wouldn’t understand that because you’re full of determination and purpose! you’ll never find yourself in this terrible situation, scared on the edge of losing your spot in what we share.” leehan’s voice echoed in the small living room, his words cutting through the quiet like a blade.

taesan stood there, frozen, the weight of leehan’s remark sinking into his chest. confusion swirled in his mind, mixing with a sharp sting of hurt. his brows furrowed as he tried to process the words, the frustration in leehan’s voice, the unspoken resentment hidden beneath.

“i—” taesan began, his voice faltering. he didn’t know what to say, how to respond to something that felt so out of nowhere, so unfair. “you know what? let’s just stop talking about this,” leehan muttered, his tone weary, almost defeated.

“i’m sorry for making it a big deal.” taesan felt his throat tighten as he answered, the words he wanted to say trapped somewhere between his heart and his mouth. he couldn’t bring himself to argue anymore, not when it felt like every word would only widen the gap between them. so, he turned away. quietly, almost reluctantly, he made his way to his room, the sound of his footsteps muffled by the thick silence that now filled the space.

for weeks, silence draped over the dorm like a suffocating fog. leehan and taesan were locked in an unspoken calm, neither willing to break the stillness that had stretched into nearly two weeks. it wasn’t pride that kept their words at bay, but the heavy weight of guilt. for leehan, it was the guilt of almost leaving taesan in the dark, of burdening him when he was already struggling. for taesan, it was the guilt of not being there for leehan, of failing to comfort him when he needed it most.

and beneath it all lingered the echo of leehan’s confession, his yearning for permanence in their shared space—a permanence that, for taesan, would always belong to leehan alone.

despite the silence, their care for each other never wavered. leehan would quietly prepare extra portions of food, knowing taesan often pulled all-nighters and might need a late meal, even though leehan himself rarely ate more than a small serving. meanwhile, taesan would tiptoe into leehan’s room after he had fallen asleep, gently turning off the lights and softly closing the door left open.

the semester was winding down, the days slipping by in a blur, and before anyone realized it, summer break was just around the corner. taesan had been singularly focused on preparing for an internship interview slated for the next semester. it was all he had thought about for the past week—a chance to inch closer to his dream, especially since it was with a prestigious company. with his grades qualifying him for the application, he seized the opportunity without hesitation.

amid his preparation, taesan had barely noticed what leehan had been up to. it seemed like his friend was also engrossed in studying for something, though taesan hadn’t had the chance to ask.

as a way to celebrate their hard work this semester, taesan and his classmates decided to unwind with a dinner at a local pub. the thought of sharing a meal and laughter with friends was a welcome break from the intensity of the past weeks. taesan was planning to break the silence with leehan tonight once he got home.

or maybe tonight was a bad time, because leehan was also at the pub.

leehan and taesan sat at opposite ends of the pub, surrounded by their own circles of friends. the air was alive with the buzz of conversation, laughter echoing across the room. taesan, though engaged in a lively discussion with his friend, jaehyun, couldn’t help but glance over at leehan from time to time. his gaze lingering on his best friend. he watched, not out of curiosity, but out of concern, silently willing him to eat more, to take care of himself.

meanwhile, leehan sat at his table, doing his best to ignore the darting glances and hushed whispers that seemed to hang in the air around him. he heard bits and pieces of the murmurs , gossip about his recent failure. he didn’t care. they didn’t understand, and they never would. the success he sought was never meant for them, but for someone else.

but on the other side of the room, things were beginning to escalate. one of taesan’s classmates leaned in, his voice rising just enough for taesan to catch the words. “i don’t understand how dumb someone could get not to pass the test on the first try. yeah, sure, he passed the second one, but that’s just wasting his time, honestly. right, dongmin?”

the words were a blur to leehan, barely registering in his ears, but for taesan, they hit hard. he felt his muscles tighten, his temper beginning to simmer. his grip tightened around his glass of beer, his gaze hardening as the same classmate continued, oblivious to the damage he was causing.

“kind of pathetic, don’t you think?” the classmate sneered.

that was the breaking point. taesan slammed his glass down, rising from his seat with such force that his chair scraped across the floor. his eyes locked on the classmate, anger igniting in his chest. leehan, who had a hint of what was being said, braced himself. his body was tensed, ready for whatever might come next. he wasn’t sure what it was all about, but if it got worse, he wouldn’t stand by idly. taesan walked toward the guy, voice low but seething with anger.

“shut up,” taesan says. “you don’t know a damn thing about donghyun.”

the classmate, ever the instigator, stood up to meet him, unafraid and ready for a fight. the atmosphere in the pub shifted, everyone now watching, tension hanging heavy in the air. “what’s your problem, taesan?” the classmate sneered, not backing down. “you didn’t know a damn thing either. leehan didn’t tell you, did he? didn’t want you to know how pathetic he was for failing that exam.” he scoffs and continued, “after all, some people just aren’t cut out for that level.”

taesan’s patience had worn thin. the words his classmate had spat, the cruel mockery, the way everyone around them had gone silent as if they were waiting for him to do something, he couldn’t hold it back any longer. the burning anger that had been boiling beneath his skin suddenly roared to the surface.

his first instinct was to grab something, anything. but even in his anger, there was a moment of calm. his eyes locked onto the nearest object, the beer mug resting on the table. without thinking, but with controlled precision, he grabbed it and poured the beer over the guy’s head. the beer splashed in a cold wave, soaking his classmate’s hair and dripping down his face, the mug now empty in taesan’s hand.

“hope that helps cool down your overblown ego,” taesan said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, a sharp edge of defiance in his tone.

but his classmate’s smug expression remained unchanged. his lips curled into an arrogant smirk, eyes narrowing as if daring taesan to do more. before taesan, could fully process it, the guy’s fist came crashing into taesan's face. the force of the punch sent taesan stumbling backward. the sharp pain in his cheek was almost too much to ignore, but he forced himself to focus.

the instant he regained his balance, his fist swung out in retaliation, landing squarely against his classmate’s jaw. but before taesan could take another step forward, he felt hands pulling him away.

leehan had rushed over, his grip strong on taesan’s arm as he yanked him away from the scene. taesan’s instincts screamed to pull back, to lash out at his classmate once more, but when he saw it was leehan trying to stop him, something inside him shifted. his anger, his adrenaline, all of it, suddenly dulled. his body, tense and ready for a fight just seconds before, relaxed against leehan’s pull.

“taesan, let’s go,” leehan urged, his voice low but firm. taesan didn’t resist as much now.

the anger hadn’t completely subsided, but the sight of his best friend trying to stop him, trying to keep him from making a bigger mess, made him pause. he allowed leehan to guide him toward the door. the moment they stepped outside, the cold air hit him like a slap to the face, bringing him back to reality. taesan stood there for a moment, shivering not from the cold, but from the rush of emotions that still swirled within him—anger, regret, frustration.

he looked at leehan, whose face was a mixture of concern and disappointment. taesan wanted to say something, but the words caught in his throat. instead, he just stood there, feeling the weight of everything he hadn’t said and everything he’d done. he was frustrated, almost feeling like he wanted to cry out of anger.

“why…why didn’t you say anything?!” taesan’s voice was rough, raw with emotion. “why aren’t you mad?!” his chest heaved with the force of his frustration, his fists clenching at his sides.

leehan’s eyes softened, but there was an edge to his voice, a slight tremor that betrayed the emotion he was trying to keep in check. “why did you have to get into trouble because of me, dongmin?” his words rose in pitch, more from concern than anger. “this isn’t just about you, donghyun! it’s about respect. he had no right to talk about you like that!” taesan answered, his arm jerked toward the pub, where his classmate’s voice still echoed in his mind.

“i don’t need you to fight my battles, dongmin,” leehan said, his voice cracking with frustration. “i can handle it.”

taesan’s breath hitched, and he exhaled sharply, his eyes softening, the anger that had once burned in them replaced by something darker like hurt, deep and raw.

“do you really see me like that?”

his voice dropped to a whisper. “you always carry my burdens, you always worry when i’m about to break. but when it’s your turn—when it’s you, you don’t need me. you never ask for my help. i thought... i thought you needed me just as much.” he paused, swallowing hard.

“is it so hard to lean on me, donghyun? after everything we’ve been through, after all this time…am i still not the kind of person worth relying on?”

leehan’s heart clenched, the weight of taesan’s words striking him harder than any punch had. his breath caught in his chest. “you are,” leehan said quietly, the words heavy, as if admitting it physically hurt.

“you are… but not when we’re both having a hard time.”

a silence fell between them, thick and suffocating, as if the air itself was too heavy to breathe. the words hung in the space between them, too much to bear.

“maybe we’re just not the friends we used to be, donghyun,” taesan muttered, his voice hollow.

the silence deepened. it was the kind that pressed down on them, crushing, leaving no room for anything else. neither of them moved, neither of them spoke. the weight of the words, of the distance, settled like a stone in both their chests, suffocating the bond they once thought was unbreakable.

a week later, they were both in their dorm. on the surface, it seemed like everything had returned to normal, but beneath the surface, it hadn’t. taesan had just gotten off a call with his professor the day after the incident, who brought up the recent situation at the pub. the news was disheartening—unfortunately, the company taesan had been aiming for didn’t tolerate any involvement in violence, no matter the circumstances. as a result, he lost his spot for the internship interview he had been diligently preparing for the past weeks.

one night, taesan remained on the couch, his head bowed, staring intently at his hands clasped tightly together. leehan noticed the shift in taesan’s demeanor. “what’s wrong?” he asked, placing his cup of water on the table. the weight of the situation pressed down on taesan. it was crushing and disappointing, but somehow, he couldn’t even muster the energy to feel sorrowful about it.

the dim light of the evening filtered through the window of their shared apartment, casting long shadows across the living room. “i heard from the office today,” taesan finally said, breaking the tension. his voice was low, almost emotionless. “they pulled my name from the interview list. the internship’s off the table.” leehan asked if he did not even try to plead and reconsider, but taesan says he didn’t want to do anything of that.

“you’re not seriously going to take the blame for this,” leehan finally said, his voice cutting through the stillness. “why? why didn’t you ask them to reconsider?”

“because if i did, then standing up for you wouldn’t be worth it.”

“you’re throwing your life away for something that wasn’t even your fault,” leehan continued, his tone rising. “you have so much ahead of you, dongmin. why would you—what would you now?” he looks at taesan.

“i’ve thought about it for days. i’ll find a new opportunity, and…”

“and?”

“and a new university.”

leehan remained silent, not because he didn’t want to speak, but because he couldn’t find the words. his emotions overwhelmed him, and soon he was sobbing quietly. the tears weren’t just for taesan transferring schools.

it was the guilt crashing at him, knowing taesan was throwing away everything he had worked so hard for, all because of him. leehan buried his face in his hands, his shoulders trembling as he struggled to contain the weight of his sorrow.

rather than feeling sad about taesan’s departure, leehan was consumed by self-directed anger. he couldn’t shake the blame, couldn’t ignore the role he played in this unraveling mess.

“dongmin,” leehan choked out, his voice trembling, “your dream was supposed to start here! and now—” he paused, gasping for breath between sobs. “and now it’s all gone because of me. i’m so sorry...”

taesan turned to face him, his expression calm but filled with quiet determination. his voice was soft, yet steady. “donghyun, this is the life and dream i’m willing to set aside for you, but i will never let anyone disrespect you like that. you say i’m full of determination and purpose? donghyun, you’re the only purpose i ever need. and i want you to be happy.”

his lips curved into a faint, bittersweet smile. leehan shook his head desperately, gripping taesan’s hands tightly, his eyes pleading.

“how can i be happy if it costs me you? how can i stay here and not think about everything i’m losing?”

taesan’s smile faded, his gaze locking onto leehan’s. he studied his best friend, searching for something, perhaps a way to make this easier, or maybe the strength to let go. the silence between them was thick, each word that followed weighted with pain.

leehan continued, his voice breaking with emotion. “it hurts like hell to let you leave, but it feels just as wrong to make you stay. i caused all this mess, and keeping you here won’t change anything. it’ll only hold you back from finding new opportunities. i can’t do this, i’ll go with you.”

taesan sighed, the heaviness of their reality settling in. he knew leehan was right, but that didn’t make it any less painful. the bond they shared was deep, but this was a stage that required them to walk separate paths, no matter how much it hurt.

taesan’s lips tugged into another bittersweet smile. “i’ll be okay. it might take some time, but I’ll get there. i always do.” he reached out, placing a hand on leehan’s shoulder. “this isn’t about me, donghyun. you didn’t ask for this, but now that it’s happened, you can’t just ignore it. don’t throw away something good because you feel guilty. that’s not fair to you.”

leehan’s throat tightened, and he looked away, tears stinging his eyes. “i don’t deserve this. i don’t deserve you.”

taesan’s eyes softened, but there was a glimmer of pain. he let his hand fall away, his gaze lingering on leehan for a moment longer. “we’ll figure it out… just not now.” taesan said, though even he didn’t sound convinced.

leehan could only nod, unable to trust his voice. his heart screamed at him to say more, to fight harder, but he was frozen by the weight of inevitability crushing them. without another word, taesan turned and walked to his bedroom, the sound of it closing behind him echoing through the soon-empty apartment.

months passed, and life took them down different paths. taesan settled into his new university, finding his footing amidst unfamiliar faces and new challenges. he threw himself into his studies, into building a new life, but the cracks in his heart remained, each one bearing donghyun's name.

leehan stayed behind, moving through his days in a haze of routine. the apartment felt emptier without taesan’s presence, the silence now deafening where once it was comfortable. he told himself he was fine, that this distance was necessary, but late at night, when the world quieted, he felt the absence like a wound that refused to heal.

both were consumed by the demands of their new realities, yet neither could shake the haunting presence of what was left unsaid. taesan would catch himself staring at his phone, thumb hovering over leehan’s name, wanting to reach out but knowing it wouldn’t change anything. leehan, too, found himself staring at old photos, the smiles frozen in time a painful reminder of what they’d lost.

in the end, it wasn’t a dramatic falling out that separated them but the slow, inevitable drift of two people caught in the relentless current of life and guilt. they had once promised to figure it out, but the truth was, some things couldn’t be fixed.

sometimes, even the deepest bonds can be undone by the pressure of guilt, and sometimes, the kindest thing you can do is let go.

perhaps they were meant to be each other's anchor in their youth, a steady presence during the roughness of growing up. but as their lives evolved, it became clear that their paths, once intertwined, were now running parallel but separate. maybe they were never meant to follow each other into their dreams. instead, they had been each other's solace in the past years, a constant in a world that often felt anything but.

and though the distance grew, the echoes of their friendship lingered.

a silent reminder of what they had, and perhaps, what they were forced to leave behind.

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Sun Thief by @floydig [E, 28k] --- ART by BlackRose532 Anti-Hero (2022) by Taylor Swift

Take You Home by @lqtraintracks [E, 26k] ♫ F*** the Pain Away (2000) by Peaches & Take You Home (2019) by Dido

Title & Possession by @kbrick [E, 49k] ♫ Misery Loves Company (2021) by Asking Alexandria

The Two Of Us In Sympathy by @ladderofyears [M, 5k] ♫ Rent (1987) by Pet Shop Boys

Vipera Berus by Justlikewriting [M, 20k] ♫ Just Pretend (2022) by Bad Omens

The Waiting by @oknowkiss [E, 43k] --- ART by @babooshkart This Tornado Loves You (2009) by Neko Case

Waking Up Slow by @sweet-s0rr0w [E, 21k] --- ART by @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm The Christmas Song (2011) by The Raveonettes

Weapons of Massive Consumption by @sandervansunshine [E, 38k] ♫ The Fear (2009) by Lily Allen

What is this feeling? by @fanficandlit [E, 4k] ♫ What Is This Feeling? (2003) by Idina Menzel & Kristin Chenoweth

What We Left Behind by @peachydreamxx [E, 32k] ♫ The Day We Caught The Train (1996) by Ocean Colour Scene

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thetenthsunrise · 4 months ago

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the horizon in your eye -- character art/introductions

An intro to (most of) Jango's children in my AU, the horizon in your eye. Most of this art is a over year old, so bear with me, please. And yes, I know that I'm missing Boba and Omega, but I just never got around to them, lol.

All under the cut!

Bacara || The Silence

song: Wish You Were Here, Pink Floyd

As Jango Fett’s eldest son, the often quiet Bacara serves as a lynchpin for his family. His truest loyalty is to his family, no matter the circumstances…or the danger of that loyalty.

Kote || The Glory

song: In the Aeroplane Over the Sea, Neutral Milk Hotel

Kote–known to some as Cody–finds himself grappling with destiny and his own will as legends make themselves known.

Fox || The Pawn

song: What I’ve Done, Linkin Park

Calculated and proud, Fox is forced into the position of Marshal Commander of The Coruscant Guard. There, he uncovers the heart of the war and struggles with his own role.

Wolffe || The Anger

song: The Black Dog, Taylor Swift

Wolffe is Jango’s fourth son and the one who is said to have inherited the worst of his father’s qualities. Despite his brashness, however, Wolffe has never backed down from any fight he deems worthy.

Ponds || The Regret song: No Complaints, Noah Kahan

Despite being the right hand man to one of the most famous Jedi, Ponds often allows himself to slip into the background, content to be a watcher. But it is him who creates the first cracks in their family, as enemies to their throne seek to gain an advantage.

Bly || The Lover

song: This Must Be the Place (Naïve Melody), The Lumineers

Bly is a man driven by desire and love. When duty and this love interact, he finds himself at an impasse, torn between his role as a Commander and his status as a brother and a lover.

Rex || The Eyes

song: Fallen Fruit, Lorde

Bearing the jaig eyes, Rex is known for his courage and his unrelenting spirit. However, as the war drags on, he finds himself facing loss after loss and the weight of being both a brother and a commanding officer.

Kix || The Hands

song: ilomilo, Billie Eilish

Kix is a healer at heart, and has been put into the Medic Corps in order to make full use of his skills. Calm, level-headed, and distinctly rational, Kix serves as a foundation within the ranks of the 501st.

Jesse || The Loyal

song: Dog Days Are Over, Florence + The Machine

Jesse is a man who has never quite forget the original purpose he was bred for. He joins the fight out of loyalty to not only his home, but out of a desire to fulfil his purpose and find something else to fight for.

Fives || The Revelation

song: 42, Coldplay

Fives is not a man who can easily be told no. Every loss he suffers only serves to drive the young man further, giving him purpose and reason…but endangering him all the same.

Echo || The Lost

song: Last Words of a Shooting Star, Mitski

Echo, contrary to the seemingly endless movement of his twin, is a man caught in a stasis of his own making. Having never forgotten what happened to Kamino, Echo seeks to move forward and make a new life for himself.

Dogma || The Fire

song: Don’t Ask, Just Let Me Know

Dogma is named for his own rigidity and adherence to the rules, no matter the cost. However, he still seeks to create an identity for himself, one removed from both his father and Kamino.

Tup || The Tears

song: Funeral, Phoebe Bridgers

As Jango Fett’s third youngest, Tup has often found himself struggling with the passage of time. When the fight turns against him though, it is he who his family rallies around.

anyways. thats that. sorry this is a mile long LMAOOOO

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khakirnelm · 1 year ago

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From an incorrect quote generator

If Melody was a human tho

Phoebe: WHAT’S YOUR TYPE Melody: Anything, honestly, but nerds especially Phoebe, desperately, as Melody bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE Melody: Oh! B positive. Phoebe: DONT TRY TO CHEER ME UP JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE Melody:

Phoebe: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming Melody: Does anyone in this godforsaken group ever think before they speak

Phoebe: Whaddya call a fish with no eye? Melody, not looking up: Myxine Circifrons Phoebe: Phoebe: fsh

Phoebe: So what's for dinner? Melody, staring at the food she just burnt: Regret.

Callie: I left instructions for everyone while I'm gone. Phoebe: Mine just says "Phoebe no." Callie: I want you to apply it to every possible situation.

Trevor: Not elegant enough to be a vampire, not jock enough to be a werewolf... Phoebe: Goblin it is.

Trevor: My head hurts. Phoebe: That’s your brain trying to comprehend its own stupidity.

Computer: Please enter a password. Phoebe: *types in Melody* Computer: Your password is too weak. Phoebe: How fucking DARE YOU-

Phoebe: So what are your political beliefs? Podcast: Well, I think Pikachu would be a lot more powerful if he had a gun.

Callie: You spent all our money on THIS?? Gary, putting tiny raincoats on ducklings: They live outside. They need this.

Phoebe: Why are you on fire? Melody: This is just how my day is going.

Podcast: Change is inedible.

Phoebe: Don't you mean inevitable?

Podcast, spitting out coins: No, I did not.

Phoebe: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.--

[translation: I’M SORRY]

Callie: What's that?

Phoebe: Remorse code.

Callie: I'm even angrier now.

Phoebe: I don’t do relationships.

Melody: *exists*

Phoebe: Shit.

Trevor: Kissing can burn 26 calories in a minute, wanna work-out with me? ;)

Lucky: Are you saying that I'm fat?

Trevor: No that's not what I meant I-

Phoebe: Podcast... Why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?

Podcast: Your text told me to satanize the house before you returned.

Phoebe:

Phoebe: I wrote sanitize, Podcast.

Callie, tending to Trevor’s wounds: How would you rate your pain?

Trevor: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend.

Peck: I'm going to ask you to be respectful. Phoebe: I will politely decline.

Podcast: I’m having one of those things! A headache with pictures!! Phoebe: you mean an idea..? Podcast: MMMMHHMMM!!

Phoebe: English is a difficult language. It can be understood through tough thorough thought, though. Trevor: You need to stop.

Phoebe: How did none of you hear what I just said? Callie: I’ve been zoned out for the past two and a half hours. Gary: I got distracted about halfway through. Trevor: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

If Melody was a human, again

Phoebe: HELP! I TOLD MELODY I’D COOK DINNER TONIGHT BUT I CAN’T COOK! Trevor, pouring milk directly into the cereal bag: And you thought I could help?

Podcast: What if I press the brake and gas at the same time? Phoebe: The car takes a screenshot. Trevor: For the last time, get the fuck out.

Gary, holding a python: Guys I impulsively bought a snake, what do I name him Callie: You did WHAT– Phoebe: William Snakepeare

Trevor: You look nice, I want to kiss you. Lucky: What? Trevor: I SAID IF YOU DIED, I WOULDN’T MISS YOU.

Gary: The best revenge, really, is being nice! Podcast: [in the distance] Or murder.

Gary: That’s one of my biggest fears. Like, if I ever woke up as a donut... Callie: You would eat yourself? Gary: I wouldn’t even question it.

Phoebe: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO- Melody: It was me... Phoebe: ...Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.

#phoebe spengler #melody ghostbusters #phoebe x melody #incorrect quotes #if melody actually had blood #ghostbusters frozen empire #adding them as they appear #like editing if i find another one #callie spengler #trevor spengler #podcast #gary grooberson #lucky ghostbusters #walter peck #checkmatch

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cookiecrumbconundrum · 9 months ago

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the quiet closing & opening of a door

#webweave #webweaving #web weave #web weaving #on change #on friendship #on summer #on renewal #on growth #on surpises #on realizations #on moving on

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psychicduelistrbd · 2 years ago

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Seen this done by a couple of of people so I thought why not give it a go, Orange and green where the hardest to have characters drawn for, I went looking to see if there were old characters I could use, and I found two characters that I adopted that I haven't drawn yet, or it's been a while so they don't have names yet. Majority of these characters are elder scrolls OC's and half of this are filled by members of the Gautier family cuz why not also I haven't drawn the twins as adults since January.

#color wheel challenge #oc's #elder scrolls online #elder scrolls skyrim #dovahkiin #Vestige #Vestige Phoebe fire-star #OC Owen Gautier #OC Aegis Gautier #Dovahkiin Athena Gautier #my art #cute characters #Madoka Rosethorn #Rosario Velan

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atheniangrace · 5 days ago

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Things/Songs I Associate With the Deities I Worship

(part 2)

Hello,

I am back with this series, as I have said from the last post this is my UPG, and what I associate the deities I worship with things around me. However, there will be some that are just historically or popularly known to be associated with her.

For this post, I will be talking about Mother Hekate or Hecate.

I am her devotee, and since Kleidous-Agoge holiday has just passed, I would like to contribute this post to her.

Associations:

I associate her well with keys.

Cemetery and funerals.

Crossroads and highways.

Night and stars, as well as, dreams.

Books (ancient books too), road maps, and trains.

Dead and alive flowers, plants in general, especially poisonous ones, and pink flowers specifically.

Dogs (especially Black dogs), cats, dragons, snakes, crows, owls, swans, wolfs, and butterflies.

Colors such as purple, black, green, blue, gold, and red.

Witchcraft, tarot cards, spirits, change, grimoire, mirrors, torches, doors, kitchens.

All elements; such as fire, air, water, and earth.

Love, duality, all that is within the human knowledge (math, science, literature, medicine, arts), self-empowerment, and anger/fury.

Genres such as mediations, indie rock, salsa, piano or violin music, and rumba.

Some songs that I genuinely feel her around are Quimbara and Luna Sobre Matanzas by Celia Cruz, To be loved, strangers by nature, All I ask by Adele, Moon River by Audrey Hepburn, Chiquitita by ABBA, and Would you Rather by Phoebe Bridgers. Also songs that dedicate to her such as; the call of Hecate Enodia (Dathura Suavolens), Orphic Hymn to Hekate (Ancient Greek, Sebastian Sanchez-Botta), and Hekate (An Danzza).

I associate Mother Hekate with secrets, the unknown, and shadows or shadow work.

Lastly, I associate her with transformation, haunted or new houses, storms and thunder, pomegranates and tea, coffee and garlic, eggs and olive oil, diaries and clocks, old and new family photos, the full/new/crescent moon, and the ocean.

That will be all, I enjoy reflecting and writing this post. I will say that I am very grateful to have celebrated the Kleidous Agoge holiday along with my friends from the discord, Sanctuary Of the Crossroads, hosted by @daggersandtorches and @enodia-polymorphous. As well as doing the crossroad ritual with Mother Hekate (including Deipnon), it was beautiful. My connection with Hekate has been deeply moving and wholesome as always :)). I hope the goddess knows how thankful I am to be her humble devotee and to have her on my side. And...

All Hail Hekate Kleidoukhos, and her many multifaceted epithets!!🔮

#hellenic polytheism #e offering #digital offering #hekate devotee #deity worship #deity work #hekate devotion #deipnon #✶ — › kleidous agoge #Hekate Kleidoukhos

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fyeahaudiodrama · 9 months ago

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Happy @podcastgirlsweek to all who celebrate! While I haven't had the time to properly work on fics (and probably won't this week because oops, hurt my hands yesterday) I still wanted to take the time to highlight some favorite podcast girlies along with everyone else!

The prompt for Monday is highlighting podcasts with women in the leading roles, so here's a few of mine (and hopefully, some new ones of yours if you don't know them yet):

Back Again, Back Again: Ilyaas, you absolutely fantastic disaster of a fantasy ace, never stop trying.

Breathing Space: While the show is anthology with a rotating cast, some of my favorites from across its run include:

Evie Yuriskin

Amity Archer

Any characters who were introduced one episode and then started referring to each other as "my wife" by the end or by their next appearance

Camlann: Some apocalypse survivors interpret dangerous dreams about dark magic to cope. Some knit sweaters. Both are valid and should kiss.

City of Ghosts: Featuring the grungy, disgruntled, tormented-by-visions LADY detective of your dreams.

Desperado: Take note - give your ladies knives. And god powers. And witchcraft. And a sniper rifle, for good measure.

Do You Copy?: I think [REDACTED] deserves three weeks of paid vacation

Fawx & Stallion: Madge Stallion is THE moment. She's six feet tall. She can't stop making innuendos. She's not your fucking Mrs. Hudson (although, she is - no, I shan't say).

Hi Nay: Mari & Laura are my everything - the loving and self-sacrificing hero and the newfound friend who chooses to stand by her side (fire axe and all).

Inn Between: Oh, my Inn Between girlies, where do I start? Fina and Betty, the OGs and life partners that even death couldn't stall? Rosie and Zara, the new best pals who chose to stay together? Phoebe, just one step at a time learning what she deserves and what she doesn't? All impeccable, A+.

It Makes A Sound: Any show focused on music is going to be a slam dunk for me, but Deirdre's quest to reclaim her memories as well as those that tied her to her mother is so damn real and compelling.

The Kingmaker Histories: No female character in this show has ever done anything wrong. Colette gets a migraine pass. Ariadne can turn people inside out. Daphne is owed this for working in a theme park.

Life With LEO(h): Janiiiiiine, so messy and smart and dedicated and she cares so much, I love yoooooou.

Me and AU: Kate's worries and desires and doubts are some of the realest out of any audio drama so when do I find an Ella too

Palimpsest: My faaaaavorite gothic horror anthology, each one fresh with a different brand of haunted, tormented, secret-keeping (and quite frequently gay) gothic protagonist

The Pasithea Powder: Jane and Sophie. Sophie and Jane. What more could you need? <3

The Silt Verses: Women who start cults/leave cults/seek an end to the endless cycle of meaningless sacrifice as so valid. For all your wet cat(fish) woman needs.

Second Star to the Left: Because I always love a good Ishani performance. Hi Gwen, please tell Boots I love them.

Small Victories: You want sad wet cat women? How about one that literally can't stop self-sabotaging (but at least manages to draw the line at sabotaging others...occasionally). She even gets stabbed!

Starfall: I mean, kind of a given, but anyway, Leona definitely exists because she's the kind of action protagonist woman I always wanted - one that could be unapologetically powerful, but still full of flaws and desires (especially ones that weren't about falling in love and minimizing her own strengths). She's even autistic!

Stories From Ylelmore: Keryth! Keryth, Keryth, Keryth! She reminds me so much of the kinds of characters I would make up when I was younger - I love her and her small magic so dearly.

The Strange Case of Starship Iris: Hi queer space pirates <3

Unseen: Another anthology show, but Harry Winters and Never-Ending Circles remains one of the most perfect premiere episodes I've ever heard in audio drama.

The Way We Haunt Now: Get your podcast ladies here, dead or alive!

We Fix Space Junk: My favorite type of repairman is a woman who could kick my ass.

Wolf 359: I don't think I need say much more here - y'all know and love 'em just as much as I do.

#podcast girls week #long post #podcast recommendations

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maroonpomogranate · 3 months ago

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Hey guys!!

So since this is a new page I thought I’d introduce myself and say a bit about me just so you guys know can get to know me better!

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Name: Justice

Age: 18 (19 in 2 weeks)

My big 3: Aquarius ☀︎ Aquarius ☾ Leo ꜛ

MBTI: infp-t

Kinnie(s): lady bird • Phoebe Buffay • Jo and Amy march (I have my moments of both of them so it’s hard to say which is more than the other) • Sirius and Remus but mostly Sirius • Nadine Franklin • and to be completely honest Rapunzel in a few ways

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Harry Potter: both marauders and golden trio • MCU • Outer banks • Deadly class • omg and I absolutely LOVE the series called Baby on Netflix so definitely that as well!

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I love reading books and fanfics but I am in a bit of a reading slump right now. I love crafting and journaling, I like gardening, I love listening to music and watching new movies..I also love photography and have been learning new things and practicing for a few years now. I also really love thrifting and upcycling

Books I like-

The Harry Potter series • The Hunger games series • Little woman • various different poetry books • I own a few Shakespeare books. I am always looking for book recommendations, I often lean more towards horror, fantasy, si-fi, or mystery/crime but I am open to anything!

Movies I like-

Little woman • Lady bird • all Harry Potter (but top 2 favs are POA and GOF) • the Hunger Games series• the Maze Runner series • Past lives • Coraline • Corpse Bride • Thirteen • Girl Interrupted • Last night in Soho • the Florida Project • I believe in unicorns • Never Goin’ back • the Edge of seventeen • Portrait of a lady on fire • Julie & Julia • 27 dresses • 10 things I hate about you • Labyrinth

Tv shows I like-

Outer banks • TWD • Gossip Girl • The 8 Show • Alice in Borderland • YOU • Lucifer • Baby • KAOS • Girlboss • deadly class • Daisy Jones & the Six • Derry Girls

Music Artists I like-

Taylor swift • Gracie Abrams • Dominic fike • Mazzy star • Phoebe Bridgers • Hozier • The backseat lovers • Cigarettes after sex • Chase Atlantic • Olivia Rodrigo • Hannah Hill • Dea Matrona • Devon Gabriella • Anique Rose • Lizzy McAlpine • Paige Fish • Beabadoobee • Laufey • Suki Waterhouse

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Instagram: maroonpomegranate

Pinterest: 13justice02

Letterboxd: lilacstars_

TikTok: uhhh.mooney777 & whoselizabeth13 (<-shifting account)

Spotify:

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#reality shifting #shiftblr #shifters #shifting antis dni #shifting blog #shifting community #shifting consciousness #shifting diary #shifting motivation #shifting script #about myself #get to know me #get to know the blogger #get to know you

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could you do like having sex with joseph in tvd scene but then hes saying her real name and not her character name and everyone is like what and she’s like omg bc she loves him and then when the day’s over he takes her home and they end up confessing their feeling and having sex in his car

(y/c/n = your character name <3)

Heaven in the back seats

Joseph had been nervous for this scene all day. He knew he was going to get nervous and most likely very noticeably hard. He got hot and bothered just reading through the script and Daniels teasing was of no help.

His hands shook the first take, when he began to undress her. When her tongue brushed his.

On the second take he pulled away and had to step outside. It wasn’t going well for him, his emotions were too strong and it was playing with his head. It took Julie Plec herself to come and bring him back in for him to get going with the scene again. All the other actors knew of his feelings and Daniel came and told Joseph that Y/n had gotten upset thinking he really didn’t want to kiss her, which immediately made him feel awful and push himself to get onto set.

So this time he got nearly all the way through it

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Klaus pushed Y/C/N against the wall, her legs around his waist and hands in his hair as his tongue chased hers and his hands ripped the buttons off her shirt. She moaned in his mouth as his hands rubbed against her covered breasts before moving down to her wait and popping the button on her jeans.

She pulled away with a lustful look in her eyes as she pulled his henley over his head. Her lips sucked down his neck to his chest, her hands pulling his belt off as he dragged the jeans from her legs.

She got down from his hold and shoved his chest, pushing him back toward the bed and pressing back against him, her hands pushing his trousers down as she leaned into his

“Fuck me Klaus” she whispered lowly.

Klaus spun her round and pushed her onto his bed before getting on-top of her. His boxers pressed to her panties as he kissed her passionately, his lower body grinding against hers making him moan

“Y/n” he breathed as she pulled him close, her hips bucking up to gain more friction.

“Fuck y/n more” Joseph whined, his hands grabbing her hips as he rubbed against her faster

“Joseph” she whispered, her hand taking his face “Joseph” she repeatedly softly “the scenes over” she told him, he panted and hid his face in the provided bed. She stroked his hair with a small smile on her face as her co-stars cleared their throats and turned away. The cameras were facing off and the camera crew were looking around awkwardly until Daniel began to clap causing Joseph to groan and push himself up.

He refused to look at y/n as he walked straight out, his dick hard in his pants as he covered his bright red face and tried not to cry from the humiliation.

Claire and Phoebe helped y/n get redressed and went back to her dressing room to talk about what had happened.

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Joseph wished he could have just walked straight out to his car with no more embarrassment but he had no such luck as he walked straight into her while searching for his keys.

His eyes were wide and his face blushed deeply, his adams apple bobbed as he swallowed but he didn’t dare move away from her.

She smiled up at him softly, her hand reaching out to touch his arm gently

“Are you okay?” She asked quietly and he nodded slowly

“I am so sorry” he whispered, his whole body felt like it had been set on fire.

“Joe it’s fine, it was that kind of scene, we both got carried away with it” she told him

“I- y/n, I moaned you name and was basically humping you” he whispered, his eyes widening further when he realised what he had stated and seeing her hold back a laugh didn’t help. “Shit” he breathed before moving around her and rushing to his car.

“Joseph!” She yelled, chasing him across the road. “Joseph come here!”

He sighed and turned around seeing her concerned expression

“I didn’t mean to laugh” she told him, “I wasn’t laughing at what happened, just the way you said it so casually” she explained “I would never laugh at you” she promised “besides you just beat me to it, I would’ve been moaning your name if I hadn’t heard the producers yell ‘cut’

“But you didn’t y/n, and I did. You have no idea how embarrassing it is” he whispered

“Joseph, why did you say my name?” She asked

“I don’t know” he mumbled

“Don’t lie Joe, why’d you do it?” She pressed

“Y/n I need to go home”

“Joseph Morgan, why?” She raised her voice

“God because I’m in love with you! And I wished it was us on that bed, me and you not fucking Klaus and y/c/n! Okay!?” He shouted and she smiled before grabbing the back of his head and pulling him to her, their lips met in a fiery embrace.

Joseph faltered in his step before his keys hit the ground and his arms went around her waist. His lips moved against hers with so much want. He grunted as she pulled away and let out a breath before leaning back down and kissing her again.

Her back pressed against the door of the car as he moaned in her mouth, his hands squeezing her hips. A car whipped past them, honking at them making him pull away and realise his leg was between hers.

“I love you too but I don’t think I want the locals seeing us doing it against your car” she whispered with a small laugh, her hand cupping his face.

“The locals would be lucky to see it” he whispered before kissing her again, his arms holding her waist right to him “come home with me” he panted and she nodded. Their mouths were wet against each other, neither one of them wanting go stop but knowing they should at least get in the car.

Y/n pulled away slowly, her hand on his chest “It’s dark, nobody can see” he murmured

“What are you suggesting?” She asked breathlessly

“I have a lot of space in the back seats” he muttered, leaning down and grabbing his keys “If…that’s what you want…we can go to mine first-or or if you wanted to move slow then-“

Y/n smiled at his nervous rambled and took the keys from him, unlocking the door

“We’ve waited too long to move slow” she whispered while opening the door to the back seats. He ducked his head as he got inside and sat up nervously. She quickly followed and was straddling his lap before he could blink. His breathing grew shallower as her hips rolled to his, he looked up to her eyes seeing her expression soft and dark at the same time. She kissed him gently before putting more passion into it. His hands slowly moved up and under her top, his heart racing as his hips started to subconsciously move with hers.

He pulled away with a breath to look at her, the women he had been longing for, for far too long. It had been years now since he met her on set, she even moved onto The Originals from The Vampire Diaries because the producers found they had so much chemistry it worked too well for them not to put their characters together.

She looked at him like he was the only person in the world, it took Joseph a while to come out of his shell around her. He went from the shy man she only bad a couple scenes with to making her laugh each morning and spending the entire day together. She couldn’t not fall for him, it was the worlds way of telling them be together by making them kiss on the daily-even if it was through their job. They both knew it wasn’t really ever just their characters.

She lifted her top off as his hands were already climbing her body and this only made him more eager. He cupped her breasts gently through her bra as though they were glass. The moment felt surreal, he couldn’t tell if it was a dream or not anymore.

But deep down he knew it was happening, he couldn’t stop the look of utter admiration as he looked up at her again

“You okay?” She asked gently, her hand stroking his face “is it too much?” She questioned but he shook his head

“Just doesn’t feel real” he whispered and she smiled

“How can I help it feel real” she purred and he shuddered. Her hands pulled his shirt off in one face movement, her lips moved to his neck. She leaned down and kissed across his chest, her tongue flicking over his nipples playfully. She slid off his lap and moved to get onto her knees in the floor of the car. Her hands undid his jeans but he grabbed her wrist

“You don’t have to do that” he whispered, his eyes wide as he pulled her back up and sat her beside him

“It’s okay, I want to” she insisted with a kiss to her lips at the end but he shook his head and pulled her closer

“We’re in a car” he whispered, his cheeks pink making her chuckle lightly

“Next time then” she murmurs kissing his cheek

“Next time” he uttered, the mere thought of being with her…like this again was indescribable for him.

She smiled as she kissed him again and stroked down his abdomen “You don’t have to be shy” she whispered when he ginger squeezed her breasts

“Sorry” he uttered making her smile again and lift herself up to get out of her jeans making him quickly catch on and kick his own off. He waisted no time in also taking his boxers off though then covering himself with his hands making her pout.

“Cmon Joseph, you know it only fair” she muttered as she pulled her panties off and straddled him again. Her thighs were nice and spread giving him a pretty view. His face was bright red as he moved his hands to her cunt, rubbing her timidly with his fingers and letting out a staggered breath when her hand stroked up his length. “I’m already wet” she whispered kissing the spit behind his ear “I want to feel you”. He shivered at her words and nodded, he pulled her as close as he could and she directed his cock.

“Oh god” she breathed when he moved just his tip within her before she sank further down “Joseph-“ she whimpered, he kissed the spot between her neck and shoulder gently as she took him entirely. He stifled a moan as he wrapped his arms around her so her hands held her back

“I love you” he whispered to her, his eyes closing in a state of contempt. She kissed his head as her walls tightened round him

“I love you too” she tells him, she pulls back a little and puts her hands on his shoulders “You ready?” She asked and he nodded, shifting a little bit. “You can’t see anyone right?” She whispered as she looked out the window

“No…it’s just us” he smiled and so she returned it with a nod.

“Okay” she uttered as she pushed herself halfway up him before back down. He bit at his tongue as he moaned and turned his head so she didn’t see him. “Joe” she whispered “don’t be shy” she encouraged, she didn’t want him to feel embarrassed.

He looked to her as she began to move a little faster, her hands squeezing his shoulders. Both their breathing’s got heavier, he pushed forward and captured her lips with his. They ignored the sound of a car going past as he turned her in his hold and laid her down on the back seats to push into her. His hips picked a slightly quicker pace as he let out a throaty moan. His head fell to her neck, his arms still around her as her back arched and the sound of his balls slapping against her filling the air along with their panting.

He kissed and sucked at her neck between moans as his skin heat up and his dick twitched. Y/n wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands held onto his hair as she looked up at the cars ceiling. Her lower abdomen was building that familiar sensation as he moved faster, she could feel how desperate he was for her. He had been hard all day since that scene and didn’t have any time to relieve himself.

“I love you Joseph” she panted, her hips bucking with his. The air felt thicker, stickier, hotter. His thrusts only got harder with her words making her whisper them over and over in a chant.

Jospeh could both feel and hear the car rocking and creaking as he pushed one of her legs up making her cry out as he hit into her spot. His name was yelled loudly as he pounded into her with all his being. His body shuddered as waves of pleasure ran up his spine.

He felt her walls squeezing him and looked down, her eyes were screwed shut and one of her hands clamped over her mouth. His hips only went faster when he felt her cum. He lifted her back into his lap and thrust up into her.

She moaned so much it became a vibrating sound as she bounced up and down him. He gasped as she wrapped her arms around him and slid up and down him as fast as she could. His hands gripped her ass as she moved making her moan louder into his ear.

He leaned back against the seat as he felt his balls tense, his head went back and he whisper her name so lightly she barely heard it.

Her mouth hung open when she felt him release inside her, her cunt cling to him as she began to slow, her breathing still heavy as she put her arm out and pressed her hand to the window to stabilise herself.

He let out a long breath and a groan as he opened his eyes. Her eyes locked on his and smile smiled. He leant up and kissed her softly, he went to deepen it but she suddenly pulled away with wide eyes

“What? What’s wrong?” He asked, his eyes searching her face

“Joe…you didn’t pull out” she whispered and his face dropped

“Okay…okay…do you want me to go get you a pill from the shop?” He asked with a nod, carefully lifting her off him

“It’s too late now, I’ll go grab one in the morning” she mumbles, grabbing her pants

“Love” he called softly, his hand grabbing hers “don’t worry about it, I’ll go first thing and being it to you, you’ll be in my bed anyway” he murmurs kissing her cheek

“I will?”

“Of course you will”

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