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He stared at Lysandre intensely as he leaned over his desk. He was expecting some sort of attention but he felt ignored and he was needy. He eventually stood back up and crossed his arms and glanced away. "Lysandre, why are you ignoring me?" He asked.

yunho gamer boyfriend || For @sovrumana

Bongseon was feeling needy and not for the attention he got from his gaming streams. Slipping into his second closet, he found something cute to put on and took a photo of himself, face always carefully kept out of the shots. He stayed in the same clothes as he curled up on his bed and typed up the tweet to go with the image. Finally he decided on...

[Tweet] Felt kinda pretty and needy, wish i had someone to talk to me while i touch myself

lee bongseon [blonde yunho, shy gamer boyfriend, nsfw twt, human, gender optional]

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Niragi let out an annoyed groan as he walked down the top floor. He made his way down to the described door, his rifle was slung over his shoulder like always.

He had no fucking idea what made him agree to this. It surely was a bad idea, but here he was. Looking for the person that wanted to show him a new roof deck to visit.

yunho gamer boyfriend || For @sovrumana

"Okay, so I'm wrapping up this stream but my 100k follower contest winner should be waiting for their video call. I'm going to grab a shower and my food delivery should be coming shortly, then I'll be calling for our dinner date." Bongseon grinned at the camera, fingers running over his bottom lip as he read the comments, chuckling softly. He'd put the contest up a month ago after reaching 110k subs on his gaming channel and announced the winner the week before, messaging them to work out the details and the timing. "I'll be sure to take some screenshots for my own records, if you're good and the winner allows, maybe I'll share some of them with you guys. If you're hoping to get your own dinner date, well, we'll have to see what happens next milestone." He teased, waving a little and saying goodbye before ending the stream. He took a quick shower, just long enough to get clean and get the ache out of his shoulders from sitting at his pc. His food delivery came while he was drying himself off and he grabbed it after slipping a robe on. He dried his hair until it was mostly done, only a touch damp and changed into a tshirt and sweatpants, taking his laptop, speakers and mic to his couch. He'd only given his subs glimpses into his apartment, mostly in the back of selfies, not a tour of anything outside his streaming room. But he wanted to do this somewhere comfortable so the couch it was. He had a little laptop table that could hold his set up so he could have it close but not in the way, and the angles were good for video. He set the laptop and stuff up then went and plated his food and made a drink. Once he was stretched out on the sofa with his food in his lap, drink beside the laptop, he started the video call.

other runaways meeting || For @sovrumana

Boksil was on his way back to the little studio that he and his best friend called home, it wasn't in the best part of town and neither was his retail job plus the quickest way home was through some dark pokey alleyways. A bag swung in his hand, cheap food to feed them, music quiet in his ears so he could still hear what was going on around him, a little paranoid but he was a former system kid, paranoid was better than dead. Yet, he still tripped over something as he turned a corner into an even darker section of alley, swearing under his breath. Dalrae grunted as someone tripped over him where he was curled into his partner in crime's chest, a thin coat trying to keep them both warm. They'd been out of Juvie for just long enough for their small stipend to have run out, nowhere to go, this place had seemed safe. He pulled his zippo from his pocket, one of a dozen lighters he kept on his person, not to mention the ones his partner carried for him, but this one was his favourite. He flipped it open and sparked it alight, using the flickering flame to see in the dark alley. He gently nudged at the arms around him to wake the other and stared up at Boksil, both eyeing each other warily, and mentally Boksil was feeling the time tick down, he was late home already and he knew his best friend would be worrying.

Nero & Jaehyun || For @sovrumana

Usually Nero would not be on the phone when he was about to meet someone, but there had just been too much audacity in the gym earlier that he needed to rant to his brother about it. "No, no, Tagar, you don't get it, men fucking suck." He groaned into the phone, running a ringed hand through his still slightly damp hair. "Yet again, some gym bro found out that I'm trans and like, automatically decided I must want him to fuck me." He rolled his eyes, as a personal trainer he knew gym bros and some were awesome and then there were these. "Seriously, he offered to dick me down, eww. They can eat me out for hours if they want, but there is no way in hell that I'm letting them put anything inside me."

Suddenly a slam into the wall was heard within the confines of Alex's office a red haired man stood there pinning Alex to the wall. Of course, this man was named Damien. He had the ability of hypnosis, telekinesis and manipulation.

She froze mid-reach as a faint scuffle echoed from the back storeroom. Not the usual groan of a walker, was it? Heart hammering, Julia gripped her knife tighter, eyes straining toward the shadows. "Who's there?" she whispered, her voice low and steady, but her pulse betrayed her. A friend, a foe, or just another rotting corpse dragging its feet? She couldn't tell.