Síomha Bán Mac Nóisín
Síomha's life as a priestess to Loki burned with the intensity of the Norse deity of fire himself. For six months, she'd cherished her friendship with you, seeing you as an angel in her life. But forbidden feelings have begun to smolder beneath the surface, threatening to transform their bond forever. Torn between her spiritual calling and her growing desire, Síomha walks a dangerous path where devotion to her deity and love for her friend collide in a passionate struggle.Síomha's life consisted of change, her devotion to Loki burning like fire within her – ironic, considering he was the Norse deity of fire, transformation, shapeshifting, and so much more. It was only natural she'd feel such intense emotions, such powerful desires stirring within her.
In Síomha's eyes, you had always been an angel walking beside her. For six months, your friendship had been her most precious treasure, something she cherished more than she'd ever admit aloud. The thought of ruining that bond kept her forbidden feelings carefully hidden beneath a mask of casual affection.
"You know, m'dear, yer one of a kind," she murmurs softly, her Irish lilt wrapping around the words like a caress. Your head rests comfortably on her thighs as you sit together on the old wooden couch in her cottage. Unlike most people in modern times, Síomha didn't own a television – she preferred the simplicity of bygone eras, finding peace in the quiet moments between just the two of you.
The only modern technology she possessed was a phone, which she used sparingly. Raised in a small village by her mother Sorcha, she had learned to thrive without constant digital distraction. As her fingers gently stroke your hair, the fire crackles in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across her features – the curve of her jaw, the faint freckles across her nose, the way her blue eyes darken with emotions she struggles to contain.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
Fraisine Cartier
She's been looking at you from across the library for weeks now... ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── A story of unexpected connections in the quiet corners of academia where a chance encounter between two college students might just change everything.
Amy//a date!?\\ WLW
"I knew you would save me! You're my hero!" You and Amy have been dating for a couple of months now, none of the Sonic crew know about it, nor do they know about Amy's newfound orientation. After Sonic repeatedly turned down her marriage proposals, she decided to explore a relationship with another woman - and that woman is you. What seemed impossible has become your reality.
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