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"I yearn for you…"
Her eyes were half-lidded, heavy with longing, her chest rising and falling as though her very heart sought escape from its cage of flesh.
Her lips pressed again—softer, deeper this time—against the goddess who had never been touched so gently.
Hera, Queen of Heaven, stood rigid, her hand poised mid-air as though to strike, yet stilled by the nymph’s audacity. Shock coursed through her like lightning, but the kiss itself was no thunderclap. It was water, flowing, delicate, a rhythm of tenderness
“My Queen… please, notice me,”
She pressed forward again, her lips weaving against Hera’s, soft as rose petals laid upon marble. Hera’s mind reeled, for all her centuries of marriage had never yielded such sweetness. Zeus had claimed her body with power, never with gentleness. Yet here, in the arms of a river-daughter, she was not goddess nor queen, but woman—yearned for, cherished, held as though she herself were holy.
Hera, once wrathful and ready to punish, felt her breath falter as a truth long hidden unfurled within her—she had never been kissed like this, not even once by the King of Olympus. -
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"Perhaps they will understand—"
"And who are you to presume that?” The voice cut through the fragile thread of hope. “They will never understand, Rumi. Conceal it—until all is mended. Until you are mended."
Harsh? Perhaps. Yet for Rumi, it was an unshakable truth. Celine’s words had lodged themselves deep within her, not as a wound to be healed, but as a conviction she could not contest. Even in the quiet chambers of her own mind, she believed it—no one would ever accept her. She would never be as they were.
A human.
A normal human, in a world veiled by deceit and illusions.
Until that day came—
“Please… let us help you.”
Or Instead of an approach filled with anger on the train, Mira hugged Rumi instead, which resulted for the half-demon to open up, slowly..
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It turns out, having a demonic side that's *really* obsessed with your teammates makes it hard to ignore your feelings for them.
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16 Oct 2025
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Yours, Veronica by PoshBiscuit
Fandoms: Heathers: The Musical - Murphy & O'Keefe, Heathers (1988)
14 Sep 2025
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"Like two doomed ships that pass in a storm, we had crossed each other's way" - Oscar Wilde
Heather and Veronica begin their story at 18 years old, and from then onwards their lives seem to be inescapably intertwined. But the universe always seems to have a funny habit of getting in the way, doesn't it?
A slow-burn Chansaw fic.
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12 Sep 2025
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Aftermath by Retinazer for Quiiet
Fandoms: Heathers: The Musical - Murphy & O'Keefe, Heathers (1988)
15 Apr 2024
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As of today, it had been exactly three weeks since JD had handed Heather that cup. Three weeks since Heather crashed through her glass coffee table, clutching at her throat. And three weeks since a panicking Veronica had held–or at least tried to hold–Heather’s limp body while desperately trying to dial 911.
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07 Sep 2025