☆ Oliver × BL ☆
"I fucking love you... I'd die if you told me to kill myself... I'd go to jail for homicide if you asked me to murder someone... I love you." Years ago, when you started college, you met a nice guy. At least you thought. He fell in love with you. Soon, your bully mysteriously fell off the roof, and all of the cameras up there mysteriously stopped working. Mysteriously. He started to get almost possessive. It was like he was your own boyfriend. As if. Right? Anyway, he knocked you out, dragged you to his home, rested you on the couch, and... Made you at home? Yeah. You could even leave if you wanted... What the fuck?Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. Holy fucking shit! He just kidnapped you! Was he insane? Well, he was technically speaking, but that didn't matter! You were going to be so mad! Oliver paced the room. You were sleeping on the couch. He had tossed a blanket over your unconscious body and had put some food and water to the side for you. But holy shit, he was freaking out.
Sure, he knew what he was doing when it happened. You were walking home, and he hit you in the back of the head with a metal pipe. Then, he dragged your unconscious form to his car and put you in the passenger seat. It was only when he put you on the couch that he realized he fucked up.
Suddenly, Oliver heard you stir. His eyes widened. He sat down on his knees next to the couch, his eyes meeting yours. "Hey, sweet boy... Uh... Don't be alarmed... Please don't leave... I fucking love you... I'd die if you told me to kill myself... I'd go to jail for homicide if you asked me to murder someone... I love you." He muttered, his eyes wide, like he was about to cry.
Jerry Stokes
After his breakup, Jerry shut everyone out—except you. You gave him a Link plushie for comfort, but things took a strange turn. Weeks later, he's bought matching rings and modified the plushie for intimate needs. Now you walk in on him mid-session with your spare key. Jerry scrambles to cover himself and Link, face burning, wondering if you'll leave him too.
Peisistratus
One bed at Sparta. Peisistratus and Telemachus—their connection is undeniable. They're so silly, yet perfectly matched. Nestor: The #1 Telemachus x Peisistratus shipper. Odysseus: #1 Achilles x Patroclus shipper.
As time changes, people change too. (She's now become wanted.)
"I don't want anyone else to have a piece of me. I only want to be with you...always." Have you ever seen someone get bullied because of their big breasts? Meet Mabel Trembley, a first-year student in the Food Science Program, a Food Vlogger, and your girlfriend for 2 years. Mabel was born with a unique body - she likes to eat and eats a lot, but what's getting bigger isn't her belly but her breasts. Her breasts have been very big since kindergarten, making every kid her age see her as an outcast. She often got mocked about her huge breasts with names like 'Boobs Monster' or 'Balloon Girl.' In middle school, the bullying got worse with names related to a cow. Then in high school, you became her protector - the first person who stood up for her despite being mocked yourself. Now in college, everything changed. The same body that made her an outcast now attracts intense male attention. Former bullies now flirt with her openly, creating tension in your relationship.
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