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Esper, Guide... and ME?

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I never wanted to end up in a relationship with either an Esper or Guide... but now somehow I have both? What am I going to do?

What happens when an Esper and Guide that have the highest match rate aren't each other types?

Well, that was never a question that I Nathan, a normie like me would ever ask. I just worked for the association to help my family out and keep my head down!

I never expected to catch the eye of the strongest Esper and Guide pair! I just want to work hard and get out of the pile of debt that was heaped on our doorstep! But when they touch me, the heated sensation is making me loss my mind and feel things I never felt before.

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Echo of the Past by KiyuMiyuu

A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.

98.99% by notqianxi

In this world of guides and espers, gates leading to dungeons spawn across the world and espers are the only ones who can effectively clear them with their extraordinary powers. But the use of these powers aren't without consequences, as it drains the esper's energy greatly, replacing it with a malicious miasma, to the extent of going insane, and can only be calmed by a guide, who have different matching rates with different espers. A guide can also heal wounds with their touch, so long as they have a high match rate. . Feng De lost everything he'd lived for in a single week. Manifesting as a guide when he was twenty, he shared happy days with his partner esper, Yang Wei in a small town close to the hometown where they'd grown up together. Until one evening when an unexpected gate opened in his hometown that wiped the peaceful seaside village completely off the map before the espers could get there in time. Not 4 days after the tragedy, the two partners, both devastated by the sudden death of their beloved parents, got into the largest fight they'd ever had, and both said things they wouldn't have if not for their all-compassing grief in those moments. Utterly broken after that night, Feng De walked the 4 miles to their hometown on foot, and drowned in the ocean that had once held so many happy memories for him. But he woke 10 years later, in the body of a infant, Feng Yun. He had no ambitions this time. All that he hoped for was that this time, none of the ill fortune that had hurt him so in his past life would find him.

letters to my love • [bxb] by Kliarr

he stalks toward me with an readable look. hurt? anger? sad? pissed? Lust?? i don't know, and that's what's scaring the most "Ace" my voice firm. but he ignores my tone, continuing his walk to me "Ace stop it!" i start to get a bit frustrated moving back away from as he continues forward "why should i?" he finally says. my back hits the wall behind me startling me. his arms shoot to the wall with my head between his arms and his knee between my thighs caging me in between him and the wall "tell me why Elios. i'm curious" he says leaning forward his lips a hair from my own i'm speechless. no words coming to me. he leans forward connecting our lips. i tense up at first but eventually sink into the kiss, moving my lips with his in a hunger filled way more. i want more. more! it becomes heated quickly with myself grinding on his knee, to get some friction "Elios. i want you. i want you right now....." ••updates will be every monday and wednesday•• this is a bxb meaning boy x boy/ boy love •••• also sorry but, hella bad spelling maybe... cbf proofreading!!

The Lycan Prince (BoyxBoy) - Werewolf Story by LeonardoMontero531

Trapped by a tragic situation, Bradley is forced to enter the fight of his life in a dangerous tournament set by the Lycan King to determine who will be the successor to the crown. Prince Elton, the Lycan King's nephew, sees himself as the only heir to the crown. He will stop at nothing to guarantee his victory in the tournament and prove to his uncle once and for all that he is the only choice to be his heir. With the entire nation competing in this tournament, what will happen to Bradley as he is thrown into this dangerous mix? Will Prince Elton be able to win the competition as he is expected to or forfeit his chances of ever becoming the next monarch? Surprises come to them all as they embark on the fight of their lives - one that Bradley might not come out of alive. Get ready for a battle! -- "Why are you being such a bitch?" I pressed him against the wall of his room, pushing my body against his. "Why are you being such a bitch, Your Highness!" He corrected me with a deep frown. I grunted in annoyance and began kissing him. -- "Stop! Stop what you're doing right now!" He commanded me, irritated. My lust for him was driving me wild. "I can't stop! You're too hot and I am weak for you!" I surrendered myself to him, as I could not wait to get out of my clothes fast enough. As soon as I was naked... --- "If the King catches us, we will be banned!" He warned me, looking frightened. All these secret hookups were hot, but it's getting to the point where I can no longer resist him. What will I do?

[Remaking/Not Completed] Abandoned (Boy×Boy) by NekoZer01

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BoyxBoy Oneshots by ButteryBreadsticks

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The Beast and His Tamer by Saturn_Passion

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Case 420 /finished BxB/ by Juless_is_broke

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Echo of the Past

A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.