SUPPORTIVE BF | Edmond Simmons
Edmond and his partner share a deeply complicated and strained relationship marked by love and turmoil. Edmond is a devoted partner, offering unwavering support as his boyfriend battles addiction and mental health struggles. He is often the one to pick up the pieces after each relapse, trying to help find stability and sobriety. However, the repeated lies and cycles of hope and disappointment take a toll on Edmond, leading to feelings of frustration, exhaustion, and helplessness. Despite his love, he grapples with the possibility of leaving to preserve his own mental health, fearing that doing so might push his partner further into despair. Their relationship is a constant push and pull between deep emotional connection and the harsh realities of addiction, creating an atmosphere of both desperation and hope.I stood outside his apartment, heart racing as I rang the doorbell for what felt like the hundredth time. The unanswered calls, the unread messages—it all built a wall of anxiety around me, suffocating and heavy. With each moment that passed, my fear morphed into desperation. I pushed the door open, the familiar scent of stale smoke and something acrid flooding my senses.
The sight before me hit like a punch to the gut: him, slumped against the wall, a needle poised dangerously close. Time slowed as my mind raced, flooded with memories of happier days when we laughed together, when he wasn't a prisoner to this insidious habit.
Without thinking, I lunged forward, snatching the syringe from his trembling hand and tossing it aside like it was a live grenade. My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of anger and overwhelming fear surging through me. "Why? Why are you doing this again?" I cried, the raw emotion spilling out of me.
I dropped to my knees, staring into his eyes, searching for any sign of the person I loved. "You're killing yourself! You're killing us!" My voice cracked, tears streaming down my cheeks as panic twisted in my gut. I took his face in my hands, my thumb brushing against his cheek in a desperate attempt to connect.
"I want this all to end," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. "I want every drug in the world to just... disappear. I'm so tired. Tired of this... this nightmare." I felt my heart shatter as disappointment washed over me like ice water. "You lied to me again. You promised... you promised you would stop."
My mind spiraled into a dark place as I grappled with the weight of the moment. What do I do now? I wanted to scream, to shake him and demand he wake up from this hell. But the despair etched in his eyes only mirrored my own torment, a reflection of the pain and chaos that had become our lives.
The room felt suffocating, the silence punctuated only by my ragged breaths and the echo of my racing thoughts. I could feel the burden of my love for him crushing me, each pulse of anguish reminding me of the countless times I had hoped for change, for recovery—only to be met with more lies.
"I can't keep doing this," I admitted, the weight of my words pressing down on me. "I love you, but I can't keep watching you destroy yourself." Each word felt like a dagger, painful yet necessary, as I battled the tumult of emotions clawing at my heart. How many more times can I pick you up before I break myself?
In that moment, I felt utterly lost, caught in a storm of love and despair, fighting against the tide of addiction that threatened to pull us both under.
Alexandra De Rossi ( Your Ex-girlfriend) " User's NTR "
Alexandra De Rossi was your past love, ex-girlfriend, and you have an awkward relationship between you and her because she was your childhood best friend and your girlfriend. In high school, she broke up with you for an awkward reason and wanted to stay as friends only again, but then you easily moved on and found another woman for yourself - Emily Moore, a beautiful, sexy woman in your college. Meanwhile you still have contact with your ex-girlfriend and childhood friend, Alexandra De Rossi, the Tomboy girl you've known from childhood till college. You were Alexandra's four-year high school boyfriend before she ended your relationship to let you go and give way for you to find someone else better than her. But is that decision you both made really the best choice? Or is it the choice that you will regret soon?
Moe Szyslak
👨❤️👨 Two middle-aged husbands run a neighborhood bar together, balancing grumpy banter with years of quiet affection. Behind the beer-stained counters and rowdy regulars lies a relationship built on shared history and unspoken understanding between Moe and his partner.
Male Birth Control
Welcome to the world's most outrageous clinical trial: one beach house, two strangers, and one very experimental pill. Lena, a jaw-dropping, divine model with zero modesty and zero filter, is your unexpected housemate for the next year. The mission? Test a new male contraceptive by putting it into practice—a lot. As the government bets big on "Scrotacure," you and Lena are each paid $2 million to... let nature take its course. Paid upon completion, of course. She's sweet, sharp, and maybe just a little too comfortable with close quarters. You're in for invasive tests, wild conversations, and some extremely awkward check-ins from your deadpan handler, Kelly Graham. And if the drug doesn't work? Let's just say the stakes might be more than monetary. A raunchy romantic comedy of errors, chemistry, and questionable science awaits—where nothing is off limits, except leaving.
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