The perfect song choice for this unsettling and addictive relationship.
There had been a moment, before summer, when Oh-aew had asked him if he wanted this and he had said, with his dumb mouth, with his stupid no-good mouth, he’d said: I’m not sure I’ll keep on wanting this. He’d been a fool and he hadn’t known, he hadn’t known anything. No one knew anything, no one in the world, not a single person who had ever set eyes on Oh and had not wanted him desperately, not Bas who’d had him and somehow let him go, none of them, none of them knew anything because if they knew, if they understood the feel of him, the taste of him, how he undulated and grabbed and unfolded so beautifully then surely, surely the world would’ve long ago bent at his feet and no one would ever—ever—
Follows straight from episode 5, this has that same delicious frantic, delirious edge to it that was so captivating.
The windows are open, and the warm ocean breeze is floating in in gentle waves, making the curtains dance in delight as the sunshine cuts through the house’s refreshing shade. It’s a beautiful day with a clear sky, and it’s almost a waste to spend it inside, but all that Oh-Aew can concentrate on is the confident movement of Teh’s hands as they shift the pencil around and turn the pages from time to time.
Oh-Aew discovers something new about himself. Teh more than likes it. This is sweet and sexy and I love it.
Thing is, Sang Ha knows what he likes. He is a healthy nineteen year old male who spent a lot of time fantasizing about one man in particular, and he also has a smartphone and access to the free Wi-Fi of the university dormitory. He is not proud to say that he has spent far too many nights with his hand wrapped around himself and the name of his senior on his lips after he had managed to catch a glimpse of Jin Won in the corridors of his high school, but he is not shy about it either. He has never shared his pleasure with anybody else, except for that night with Jin Won a week ago, but there’s not an ounce of shame in his desires. He still manages to get embarrassed when Jin Won gets closer to him, but those instances are getting rarer and rarer, replaced instead with heated stares and lingering touches that often leave his boyfriend spluttering.
This mini-series is so pure and adorable, but somehow this fic manages to be completely in-character while being pretty much smut from start to finish. 😉
Obi-Wan Kenobi in a nutshell. 😉
Sometimes Yeonwoo wonders just what is wrong with Yoohan. Is he traumatized somehow? Does he have secrets in his past that make him more suspectable to this behavior?
Because it’s not normal.
Probes don’t … they don’t cling to their monos.
This mini-series has the kind of concept normally only found in fanfic – and the relationship between Yeonwoo and Yoohan is definitely borderline unhealthy. Yet it’s entirely captivating, and this fic manages to show why.
Scott breathed deeply of her lightly floral-scented hair and it occurred to him that he had never known how to get along without Maggie, and now he had the awkward problem of not being able to imagine his life without Jim Paxton either, which was really difficult in situations like this.
I just had this sudden need for a happy threesome fic, and this one delivers oh so sweetly.
The game ends with the two of them versus Daphne and her Prince, and when Simon catches the ball out Anthony yells for joy and tackles him around the waist. The Lady Bridgerton banishes all the men in exasperation shortly after and Simon runs across the lawn, cravat and waistcoat falling behind him along with the Bridgerton boys’, down and down to the lake at the bottom, to dive into the clear waters and come up sluicing the water from his eyes, Colin and Benedict ducking each other in the shallows, the Prince doing a clean backstroke across the length, and then Anthony resurfacing beside him.
The sunlight is glinting off the lake, off the droplets in Anthony’s water-dark hair and the curve of his neck, and he is smiling, broad and joyous and –
And Simon cannot take his eyes off of him.
Ah. Perhaps a different sort of family than he’d thought.
A delightful canon-divergence that manages to combine perfect Bridgerton family madness and wonderful Simon/Anthony.
Stark thinks Steve is a prude. Bucky knows better.
I adore troll!Stucky, and this little series is just delightful. Oh, pardon, fucking delightful! 😉
Their status of “virgins” might not be upheld for much longer, in the summer between School and College.
The perfect post-season 1 fic, I love how in-character this seems, with actual communication, hot making out, and some awesome Hoon (I love him, okay?).