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deanwritings · 1 year ago

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The Guest House - Prologue

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Series Summary: Dean Winchester is going through a nasty divorce. He doesn't have much left to his name, but what he does have is his house. Leave it to his soon-to-be ex wife to find a way to even ruin that for him. Enter Y/N, who is looking to get away from life for a bit, and stumbles right into the middle of it all.

The Guest House Master List

Word Count: 2,225

A/N: Welcome to the start of The Guest House! This little bitty came to me while I was staying at a lake house and relaxing, so really excited to dive in.

Chapters will be posted weekly on Wednesdays.

If you would like to be tagged in the series, just leave a comment or shoot me a message and I'll get you added.

Enjoy!

You dig your nails into your fingertips as they sit in your lap underneath the table. Your heart was finally leveling off as your review was coming to an end. So far your marks had been glowing; your metrics were up, your peer reviews were stellar, all that was left was to hear if they would be promoting you.

You’ve been working for that next step for a year and a half now. After most of your team quit, you took the opportunity to show your bosses that you could run the department with a can-do attitude and hard work. You’ve brought up a promotion a few times at your check-ins with your boss, and she assured you it would be a topic of conversation at your next review, which would be ending in the next few minutes.

With a polite smile, you look across the table at your direct manager and her boss.

“Any questions?” Your boss asks plainly, and your brow furrows as you look between them. If you didn’t know any better, it sounded like they were wrapping up the meeting.

Your lips fall apart and your heart jumps into your throat as you realize what’s about to happen.

“Uh,” you start as you squeeze your fists together. “I was hoping to discuss my possible promotion.” You loosen your smile as you try to keep your eye contact divided between both of them.

The two share a small look.

You’re not getting promoted. Is what that looks says.

Your boss’ boss clears his throat as he readjusts in his seat.

“After reviewing your performance, we do not feel a promotion is appropriate at this time.” He says with a tinge of forced sorrow.

Your stomach plummets as your jaw clenches.

How could they not be promoting you? You’ve been working the job of at least three people for over a year now without complaint. You’ve spent countless days staying late and making sure projects didn’t fall wayside while the company took their sweet ass time looking for replacements for your team.To their own admission, your metrics were good, so why the hell wasn’t your hard work being recognized?

“I don’t understand.” You swallow to keep your voice from shaking. You never pushed back on your bosses. Ever. But you thought today was the day you were finally going to be rewarded for everything you’ve done for them.

“You just said that my metrics were up and I was performing above expectations. What is hindering him from getting a promotion then?”

The two look at each other again and you can feel yourself beginning to shake as they bide their time for an excuse.

“Y/N, you have performed well this past year for the most part, but there were concerns with your performance in January.” Your boss folds her tanned hands on the faux wood tabletop as she speaks up. “You let things fall through the cracks and were distant from your work. We feel that is not reflective of someone who should hold a Senior Management position.” She offers a soft smile and a shitty excuse.

It takes your brain a moment to catch up with what they were talking about; January. Two months ago. Your aunt passed away suddenly from a heart attack as she was making dinner. You can still hear your mother’s cries over the phone as she called to tell you the news that her sister was dead. And at only 52.

You were only able to take one day off from work for her funeral, as you were in the middle of a project launch and it was all hands on deck. When you returned, yeah, you were “distant.” You were mourning the loss of a woman you loved dearly while trying to help your mother and cousins navigate their grief as well. Your aunt’s passing also made you scared for your own mother, who is a few years older, and some night’s you couldn’t sleep as you thought about life without your best friend. It took you weeks to shake free from the heartbreak and anxiety that had engulfed you, but you came back strong and started excelling once more.

And there your bosses sat, in the all-glass meeting room of the shared workspace your company rented out because they were too cheap to get a full-blown office, throwing your aunt’s death in your face and using it as the excuse as to why they would not be promoting you after more than eighteen months of slaving away for them with barely a thank you.

You laugh through your nose and shake your head as you swallow hard.

“We’re happy to talk more about this in a few months at your next check-in.” Your boss jumps in, and you bite down on your lip. “We know you’re committed to this company and role, and we want to make sure we help you get to the next level.” She smiles at you like she actually believes the bullshit she’s spouting.

You take a deep breath and genuinely smile back. You always prided yourself on keeping a cool head, especially at work. But a line had crossed, and even for you, enough was now enough.

“I don’t think that will be necessary.” Your boss ticks her head at your words. “Because I quit.” You stand up and smile down at the two asshats you gave everything for, and now realize, you would never get anything in return from them.

Both of their mouths fall open as they share a shocked look between them.

“Y/N, let’s not do anything rash.” Your boss’ boss stands as well, holding his hands up. “There’s no need to jump to something like this. I’m sure there’s something we can work out”

You push your chair in, your smile not wavering.

“I feel that this review is not reflective of a company I want to work for anymore.” You throw their words back to them. “I’ll have no issue finding a new role that values my hard work and dedication, and won’t use a family member’s death as a reason to squirrel out of a rightful promotion.”

“Best of luck filling my role.” You turn on your heel and hurry down the hallway to your shared office. A few coworkers glance up at your haste entrance, but you ignore them as you grab your purse and start grabbing the few personal effects that would fit on your tiny, shared desktop; just a single, unframed picture of you, your parents, and your brother, a few fidget toys, and your favorite pens. The rest belonged to the company, just like you had.

Without a word, you fling your purse onto your shoulder and with your head held high, carry yourself out of the office without a single glance back. As you step onto the elevator, you smirk as you watch through the all-glass walls as your bosses shout at one another before the doors close.

“You what?” Your mother gasps through the phone at your news. You knew your parents weren’t going to take this well, and you were prepared for it.

“I quit.” You repeat, even though you know she heard you the first time.

“Y/N, what on God’s green earth would make you quit without another job lined up?” She huffs.

You think about your Aunt Rose, how your bosses used your grief as an excuse not to give you a well-earned promotion. She was always free spirited, having career-jumped her whole life. She started as a bartender, then worked as a sous chef for a catering company before she decided she wanted to be a radio DJ. Years before she died, she had gotten her real estate license and was working as an agent right up until she passed. You had always been the opposite, very much a mirror of your mother. You went to a good college and got a business degree. You had worked for a few companies over the years, but you always stayed in the same field, working your way up the ladder. You never wanted to take a risk with your career, you had worked too hard. But working hard got you nothing but late nights and a bullshit yearly review.

To say you were exhausted was an understatement. And you can barely recall the last time you got together with your friends, let alone a date. You had married your job and it had been a toxic and loveless relationship.

It was time to start fresh and take some time for yourself. Which is exactly why you had seventeen tabs of house rentals open on your laptop screen as you half-listen to your mother as she continues to admonish your rash decision.

“It’s going to be good for me, mom.” You cut her off once you’ve finally had enough of her harping. You loved the woman to death, but my god once you wind her up, she doesn’t stop.

“I have enough savings to comfortably get me through six months without a job. I’m going to take a few weeks off to reset, then I’ll hit the ground running with the job search.” You cross your legs as you languidly swipe through rental photos.

After a few more minutes, you finally hang up the phone and start seriously considering your options.

You wanted to get away upstate, not so far away that you couldn’t get back for anything important, but far enough to feel like the city wasn’t in your rearview mirror. You figured a month would be the perfect time. Four weeks of a quiet town to relax and rediscover your love of reading and writing. It’s been ages since you actually sat down and read a good book. You were never good at art, but maybe you’d even find a studio to do some painting or finally give pottery a try. For the first time in your life, your time would be your own to sleep in and do whatever you wanted with your days.

As you click through listings, you notice one that is significantly cheaper than the rest. Curiously, you click the link and a gray-sided cabin with a red tin-looking roof brightens up in front of you.

NEW LISTING! Private Guest House, Hot tub included.

One bedroom guest house available for rent. Relax in the peacefulness of upstate while being a short driving distance to town. The guest house has a full bathroom, complete with tub. There is also a hot tub on the patio that is for guest enjoyment. 10 minutes from downtown with plenty of bars and shops to keep you busy. The owner lives on the main property, but will keep to themself unless you need anything. Perfect for anyone looking to getaway!

As you click through the photos, you’re greeted with a warm, wooden interior, a wood burning stove, a fairly updated kitchen, and a queen bed with an adjacent master bath.

The cabin feels a little too good to be true for the price, and you click “Contact Owner” at the bottom of the page.

“Hello,” You start your chat. “I’m interested in potentially renting your guest cabin for four weeks. The place looks lovely but I wanted to ask if there are any issues I should be aware of since the price is so much more reasonable than other listings on this site.”

You were hoping there were no gimmicks, you’ve heard horror stories before, and with no reviews, you wanted to do your due diligence.

After you send the chat, you step away to make a quick dinner, chicken and ramen, comfy and warm, before you settle back onto the couch to watch your favorite reality show. You’re about to press play when you notice a response in your inbox.

“Hi there. Totally understand your concern. I just put the listing up today and am offering a discounted rate for the first few renters to help get traffic to our rental and start getting reviews. Let me know if you have any questions.” You shrug at the perfectly reasonable response and you click on the circular picture of the brunette next to the message, opening the owner’s profile.

LISA BRAEDEN (Host)

0 Reviews | 1 Month Renting

Lisa’s confirmed information

Identity ✓

Email address ✓

Phone number✓

Proud wife and owner of a unique property. I am a certified yoga instructor and have been teaching and practicing for over 15 years. I love a good glass of wine, a well-cooked meal, and traveling to new places.

You stare at the picture of the smiling, long-haired, tanned brunette. She’s absolutely beautiful. Probably a few years older than you and seems down to earth in a regular tshirt.

Honestly, considering you were out of a job, the discounted price would really come in handy. Then you wouldn’t feel so guilty taking a full month off before you started your job hunt.

You click back to the rental’s profile and put in your dates. You take a deep breath before clicking RESERVE and putting in your payment details. Your rental has been confirmed. The message pops up. With a thousand-watt smile, you shut your laptop and settle into your couch. In just a few days, you would be on your way to a new beginning.

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A/N: Fun fact, the first half of this was inspired by true events. Sadly, I didn't quit on the spot, but I did shortly after with a 10x better job.

And know we didn't get to see Dean yet, but I promise he will be in the next chapter!

Anywho, stealing this from the lovely @zepskies

NEXT TIME:

“I’m calling the cops!” She shouts, her phone in hand, music blaring from the speaker as her fingers are ready to press the three numbers as she stares at him with fear in her Y/C/E eyes.

“Take it easy,” Dean holds his hands up, and the woman looks like she’s going to have a heart attack as she notices the gun in his right hand. Realizing his mistake, he quickly tucks it away into his waistband and holds his empty hands out to her, wanting her to know he’s not a threat.

“First off,” Dean holds up a finger at her. “If anyone should be calling the cops, it’s me.” He points back to himself. “Secondly, what are you doing in my house?”

“Your house?” Her voice drips with confusion as her brow furrows.

“Yes my house.” He echoes, emphasizing his ownership. She continues to frown.

“Well if it’s your house, you would know I’m renting your guest house for the next four weeks.” She crosses her arms defiantly, confusion and fear gone as she challenges him.

“What are you talking about?” Now it’s Dean’s turn to be confused. He’s never rented the guest house out, nor would he ever.

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thegreatyin · 18 days ago

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*claps* alright lets go over my own master bat species kin assignments then. most of these takes are either based on things i've seen from other people and adopted into my own worldview or just. completely and utterly based on how cute the bat looks. mostly the latter, actually. i have a weakness for cute bats.

The Bandaged Scoundrel/This blog's resident Mr Cards - i simply cannot make a bat list without including her on at least an honorary level. you know her, you hate her, you (debatably) love her, the scoundrel is destined to look like an eastern red bat!!!!! she is so so so fluffy and so so so cute and all of her war crimes are excused forever and ever because look at her itty bitty little face

Mr Veils - going completely with the grain of fandom opinion here, veils is 100% a spectral bat in my eyes. it just. it works so well. it's the largest bat in america. it's one of the few bat species known to eat other bats. its jaw strength is absolutely insane. it's one of very few monogamous bat species, which may seem like an odd detail when listing reasons why it's like veils, but also that beast is incredibly divorced and to this day struggling to cope with said divorce and you cannot convince me otherwise. just. just look at that thing. just Look at its face. that is the face of a creature who knows what its done and is completely and utterly unrepentant about it. veils spectral bat numero uno

Mr Spices - this lazy evil milf is a pygmy fruit eating bat!! there is no strong reasoning behind this choice besides "looks like it would roll around in a pile of crack" and "is very small". i have nothing to say beyond appreciating the little racing stripes on its head. i think they add character. speaking of size differences-

Mr Wines - i've seen a lot of people dub wines a golden-crowned flying fox, which i mostly agree with, except i also discovered spectacled flying foxes exist and have you SEEN their little faces?? their big ol eyes?? their funky little guy swag?? there's not really any particular reason i chose this species above golden-crowned flying foxes (in fact, that one probably does fit wines better), i just really really like their cute little face markings and figured wines having the same thing would be cute. it's a distraction from how unapologetically vile its personality is

Mr Pages - pallid bat. i also have absolutely no justification for this choice. i just think it Looks Like A Pages™. the big ol ears and little snout to balance glasses on?? come on. you can see it. i'm not crazy. that's just a pages creature right there

Mr Fires - HOARY BAT MY BELOVED!!! there is some actual reasoning behind this choice (the bright orange fur around its neck can be used as an analogue for fire, the powdered donut swag on the rest of its body is a bit like smoke, etc) but mostly it comes down to me thinking it'd be really really funny if fires did all of the crimes that it does while being really tiny and having a baby face. look at it. joy and whimsy in its eyes. i just know it's thinking about tormenting union workers as we speak.

Mr Apples/Mr Hearts/Mr Happles/Mr Seriously Needs To Pick One Name And Stick To It Already - this one is just here for completionist's sake. happles is a common vampire bat. we have canon artwork of its face. i'm just using this as an opportunity to force more bat pictures upon ye.

Mr Iron - it is the swords bat. it is the grumpy bat. it is the grumpy swords bat. there is no bat that suits iron more than a literal swords-nosed bat, on account of the fact that it has a sword for a nose and looks kinda grumpy in this picture.

Mr Stones - everyone's dearly beloved little hoarder is BALD BALD BALD BALD BALD BALD BALD a naked bulldog bat. my reasoning? stones feels like the type to compensate for its lack of fur by way of strutting around dressed to the nines in jewelry. also, it's gotta be developing some insane muscles from being weighed down by diamonds 24/7, and what better way to let that show than via a bat that has no fur to obscure them?

Mr Cups and Mr Mirrors - whatever their relation may be, these two share a species in my mind, and that species is the mexican free-tailed bat. this is, much like pages, purely a vibes thing. it just looks like a cups. if you told me this little guy used its whiskers to dig around for trash i'd 100% believe you. mirrors mostly just shares its species by virtue of association, though i do like the idea of it being a silver-haired bat of some kind.

and those are all of my bat takes! feel free to tell me how much i suck and am wrong lmao

#yin-thoughts #fallen london #you may notice a vast majority of these boil down to ''the bat looks cute and i like it''#this is because (as stated) i like cute bats.#the end

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dragons-bones · 4 months ago

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FFXIV Write Entry #3: Levinstrike

Prompt: tempest || Master Post || On AO3

A/N: Spoilers through the beginning of zone five. Mentions of someone throwing up, but said mention is non-graphic.

*stares contemplatively at this prompt fill* ...yeah, I'm gonna run cover.

*runs for cover*

There were a lot of reasons for why Rereha was finding herself very much not liking Yyasulani.

First and foremost, of course, was the giant purple dome of fucking doom that had engulfed the region, spat out murderous magitek automatons led by an equally murderous patricide with a chip on his shoulder, and resulted in the heartbreak and misery of a multitude of Turali, including her darling new not-so-little sister, Lamaty’i. (Lamaty’i had dibs on Zoraal Ja’s head, but Rereha would gladly do a live retelling of how she’d killed Zenos at the edge of the universe with her bow, using that warmongering asshole as her “assistant.”)

Second was the fact that Erenville, normally a bastion of cool-headedness and acerbic wit that rode herd on them all better than even Heron, Queen of the ‘I’m Not Mad Just Disappointed’ Face, was currently a spooked, jumpy, and generally upset young man. With every step they took, Erenville grew tenser and tenser, until he was practically vibrating with it, and unable to mask just how shaken he was to see his home so strangely aged and decrepit. Rereha did not like to see her friends (even the ones who refused to acknowledge they were, actually, friends) upset. Someone needed to be made miserable for this. (Probably Zoraal Ja.)

Third was all the gods-forsaken levin within the confines of the dome. Static snapped and crackled and popped (hah, that had a nice ring to it, actually) across all of them, and across every surface, and the only reason they likely weren’t shocking themselves was the sheer amount of levin aether soaking into everything, even making it difficult to breathe. Synnove had summoned Ipomoea, and the unaspected carbuncle was carefully perched on her person’s shoulder while maintaining a light shield around their group to lessen the pressure of so much fucking levin on them.

Fourth, and newest on the list, was the fact that little Roksana—not quite so little as she had once been like a bitty squishy Heavensturn mochi, the steady infusions of aether over the years ensuring she and her sister were now two-thirds the size of Galette—had just spontaneously manifested at Synnove’s feet.

Alone.

That is, by herself.

No Amandina.

Which had never, ever happened before.

Ever.

Synnove’s face was doing the kind of journey between expressions that would likely result in a pulled muscle and would, under any other circumstance, be funny to witness, but right now just made Rereha feel ill.

Mommy, Roksana warbled, eyes huge and teary, something’s wrong with Amandina.

“Oh, fuck this place in the ear,” Rereha said under her breath as the party dissolved into chaos.

They had hurriedly backtracked to Yyasulani Station and holed up in one of the decaying buildings. Synnove had folded herself onto the floor cross-legged, her bracelet of carbuncle foci cupped in her hands, and had spent a full bell coaxing Amandina into manifesting.

The black pearl carbuncle looked terrible as Synnove gently cuddled her. Her ears and tails were drooping, the aetheric glow of her coat was dim and dusty with no sign of the pretty purple among the black strands of her fur, and her eyes and nose were gummy and crusty and just gross. The poor baby looked like how Rereha felt after one of those stupid parties she used to attend as a dumbass socialite fuckwit in Ul’dah, and she resisted the urge to swipe at her own nose.

Mommy, I [have a tummy ache.]

Amandina’s harmonic had warped and rippled, ringing with multiple tones of trying to translate an untranslatable concept. Now Rereha wanted to reach into her own brain and scratch frantically to relieve the itchiness hearing that had left in her grey matter.

“What,” Lamaty’i whispered, arm raised up to rub her temple across the leather embossing on her collar as her ears twitched at high speed, “the fuck.”

“Your mind essentially force-translated Amandina’s aetheric harmonic into words you can understand,” Krile said, blinking rapidly and reaching up to rub at her eyes.

“At least into the closest approximation,” G’raha said, scritching frantically at the back of his neck until Alisaie swatted his hand away.

Amadina groaned, turning in Synnove’s arms and pulling herself up so she could burrow her face into her mama’s neck. Synnove carefully adjusted her grip on the carbunclet, one hand supporting her butt and the other stroking her head and ears, while Roksana, who had been draped atop Synnove’s head like a weird hat, practically oozed down on top of her twin. Ipomoea, perched on Synnove’s knee, wore an unfocused expression that meant she was still in the middle of running a full diagnostic scan.

“It’s all this fucking levin,” Synnove growled. “Her aspect means she’s already highly sensitive to levin aether, sure, but none of the carbuncles have ever been somewhere where they’ve been exposed to such dangerous levels of their respective aspected aethers.”

“Not even in Eureka?” G’raha said, ears perking. “I would have thought Anemos and Pyros would have posed some danger to Galette and Ivar.”

Synnove shook her head.

“The density of elemental aether was unprecedented at the concentrations encountered on Val,” Krile said, “but it does not compare to what has happened to Yyasulani. Despite each region of the island being warped to reflect their elemental aspects, they were also balancing one another, which allowed such diversity in wildlife to continue thriving. The amount of levin here has essentially rendered Yyasulani…”

“…ecologically dead,” Erenville finished, voice flat and eyes shuttered, even as a shudder briefly shook his frame. Lamaty’i pulled him into a one-armed hug and for once, Erenville didn’t fight it.

(Rere wondered if Lamaty’i was adding items to her mental tally of crimes for which to hold Zoraal Ja responsible. Rere certainly was.)

[Suggestion: Mistress Synnove,] Ipomoea said, her harmonic oddly distant as she continued her scan of Amandina, [a temporary ward on Junior Construct Amandina’s aetheric input sub-array may provide relief of symptoms. Estimation: effectiveness currently calculated at fifty-three point six five seven percent.]

“We’ll get started on mapping that once you’ve finished your diagnostic,” Synnove said, continuing to stroke Amandina’s ears down along her spine. “Amandina, do you want to de-manifest?”

Noooooooo, Amandina whined. Mommy cuddles feel good.

[Observation: physical contact has decreased hazardous levels of levin in Junior Construct Amandina by three point eight percent.]

“Hmm, might be actually be siphoning it off,” Synnove muttered, then sighed. “Carrying Amandina isn’t ideal as we’re reconning, but perhaps—”

Static SNAPPED through the room, causing them all to jump. Amandina whimpered.

Mommy, I think I’m gonna throw up.

There was a flurry of movement as Roksana scrambled off her sister and jumped into Rereha’s outstretched arms, Ipomoea leaped backwards, and Synnove scrambled to her knees, pulling Amandina off her shoulder as Heron dove forward with a pot yanked off Erenville’s gleaner pack. Heron got the pot beneath Amandina’s face just in time, and the poor carbunclet made an awful HRRK noise as levin aether so concentrated it was a liquid poured from her mouth.

Synnove twitched, jerking her head up to the stare at the ceiling even as she kept petting Amandina and making soothing noises in her throat. Heron had gone grey, and Rereha distantly noted similar expressions on Alakhai, Alisaie, and G’raha.

Who was she kidding, she was wearing it, too. Good to know she wasn’t the only one fighting back a bad flashback to certain events on the First.

Seriously, fuck this place in the ear. With something hard and sandpapery.

…I kinda feel a little better. Amandina’s harmonic very softly drifted through Rere’s mind. The carbunclet’s upper body was still mostly in the pot, until Synnove carefully picked her up and set to cleaning her face.

“Mages, on me,” Synnove snapped. Krile, G’raha, and Alisaie darted into motion, with Alisaie digging into Synnove’s pack and emerging with chalk, graphite sticks, and scrap paper as Krile and G’raha began clearing a spot on the floor. Synnove walked forward on her knees, then sat again with Amandina curling into a miserable, sniffling ball in her lap at the edge of the new workspace. “We’re making that ward now, and I’ve even got an idea on how to adapt it for non-aetheric individuals like ourselves to make this shithole less awful for us. Sorry, Erenville.”

“No, you’re right,” the Shetona said, forcing himself into motion to begin setting up a temporary camp for them all. “This is a shithole now.”

“I’ll give Zoraal Ja an extra punch for you,” Lamaty’i said solemnly.

“I actually appreciate that,” Erenville said wrily. “Rereha, could you dispose of the pot? I’ve got another and I’d rather not try to salvage that one.”

“Can do,” Rere said, tucking Roksana under her arm and darting forward to grab the ruined pot by the handle. “Come on, kiddo, let’s go dig a hole.”

Oooooh, digging, yay!

Awww, the sound of Amandina’s grumbling followed them out the door. Being sick stinks.

#ffxivwrite2024 #final fantasy xiv #ffxiv #dawntrail #spoilers #7.0 spoilers #oc: rereha reha #oc: synnove greywolfe #synnove's carbuncles #dt's writing #okay i didn't mean to do two days in a row of what is essentially Sick Fic but here we are #also yeah since i first hit heritage found i had decided this was gonna be the zone of suck for amandina #i am sorry but also not because it makes for good storytelling #i shall now run like hell from the angry mob

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tails-and-scales · 2 years ago

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Centaurs Bitties

Daybreak

Centaur Dream

3 feet from where skeletal body starts to hooves, including the skeleton portion of their bodies, they’re 5 feet skull to hooves

Weighs around 200 lbs

Doesn’t need a stable to live in and loves to be indoors with their owner.

These bitties are able to be trained as service bitties

Great with children

They’re quite excitable and love to run and play, they’re also quite sweet and love to help as much as they can.

Lets people that are small enough ride on his back, or will even play tag with them.

Has a fair bit of energy, but also enjoys the chance to just relax and rest.

Very imaginative and loves trying to get the Twilights to play with them, granted it usually ends with snuggling down together and listening as the other reads aloud.

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Twilight

Centaur Nightmare

3 feet from where skeletal body starts to hooves, including the skeleton portion of their bodies, they’re 5 feet skull to hooves

Weighs around 200 lbs

Doesn’t need a stable to live in and loves to be indoors with their owner.

These bitties are able to be trained as service bitties

While not the fondest of being climbed on without getting permission, if his owner has a little one he’s fond of, he will let them ride around on his back until they get too big.

He enjoys laying in the shade of a tree during the day with a book in hand and his family is allowed to rest their head on his side.

While often quiet, he loves to learn of stars and talk to his owner about them

Very good with healing and wrapping injuries, prefers to help with any injuries he can.

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Nightfall

Centaur Corrupted Nightmare

3 and a half feet from where skeletal body starts to hooves, including the skeleton portion of their bodies, they’re 5 and a half feet skull to hooves

Weighs around 215 lbs

Doesn’t need a stable to live in and loves to be indoors with their owner.

These bitties are able to be trained as service bitties

Not fond of children trying to climb on him unless they’re part of his owner’s family. Even then he does need to warm up to them to guarantee that they won’t try to pull on his tentacles or tail.

A bit of a bookworm, but will patrol the area around his home as he feels a need to protect and keep his family safe.

Does well with other bitties, mainly the ‘Bad Sans’ types, but will do his best to protect any bitty, and surprisingly any child that he may find that is being mistreated.

Dreamtale belongs to Joku

Art by @calmchapsart

#Dreamtale #bittybones #bitty master list #dream sans bitty #nightmare sans bitty

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jayedshifter · 3 months ago

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Sherbet Bitty

Rank: Alpha

Type: Gaster

Species: Liger

Personality- Excitable, Playful, hyperactive, alert, jumpy

Difficulty- Advanced

Height-

Mini- 8 Inches

Bitty- 12 Inches

Bara- 8ft 7Inch

Likes-

Sturdy toys

Exorcise

Affection

Attention

Playing

Climbing

Reading

Swimming

Hunting

Classical musics

Tea

Body positivity

Consistency in workout

Dislikes-

Being alone

Confinement

Being ignored

Being board

Being dirty

Rude comments

Body toxicity

Healthy protein shakes

Toxic comments

Being surprised on his blind side

Info-

These bitties are extremely large and are more dad bod type, but that doesn't mean they aren't strong in the slightest, lifting up to 3x their body weight.

These bitties have High bone density and high fat density! They are able to take hits from other bitties without care, this makes it difficult for them to gage their own strength against others.

Due to their high energy intake and their need to play a lot these bitties are much more excitable then normal Gaster types, almost like a Swap.

These bitties ecto body are large, more strong dad bod then the typical pure muscle of alphas you would see.

Compatibility-

These bitties are BLIND on the right side of their face, please use caution when approaching from this side as they can get easily startled if you're not loud enough!

These bitties have high amounts of strength and energy, often times needing several hours of playtime and enrichment a day, heavy, durable and scented toys are a high must! Puzzle games and strenuous activities also will help to burn off energy.

These bitties, if not careful, can harm other bitties very easily with both their weight and strength, unintentionally or not, you should take this into great consideration when trying to find them a playmate.

These bitties love swimming and climbing as well as hunting, they can be extremely active and often have a prey drive, it is preferable for the bitty if you hide treats in different places where they can climb and let them hunt and dive for fish as well as catch small rodents.

These bitties can get lonely easily and often are extremely physically affectionate, requiring at least 3 other bitties which they can bond with.

Bara Form Hight: 10’8

Bara Form time limit

3 Hours on an Empty stomach

8 Hours on a full Stomach

10 Hours with snacks in Between

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️

Constant replenishment of snacks causes extreme exhaustion, and will force a 48 Hour period where he will not be able to transform into a Bara form

Diet- Meats, Bones, Raw Eggs, Fish, high Concentrated Magic Vitamin Powders, fish oils

Note: this bitty eats about 4x its body weight

#bittybones #my bitties #golden den bitties #masterlist #master list #Sherbet #alphatale #AlphaTale variant #Alpha bitty #Alpha #Gaster

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aylish91 · 2 years ago

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Grand Master Post

Now that I am starting to post more than just Sea of Hope, I figured it would be easier to find all my stories if they were all linked at one place. ; )

Enjoy!

Sea of Hope, Master list : piratetale, x skelereader, multiple aus

Story, funfacts, side bits, and fanart

Leviathan Au : nightmare x reader, ...

Mafia Aus : Nagamob/NagaMafiatale, Mafia Nightmare, ...

Zombie Apocalypse Au: zombie skelereader, multiple aus

Dreamtale aus: nightmare sans, Dream sans...

Error Aus: Error x reader, ...

Bitty Aus: Horror bitty x reader bitty, underfell bitty x reader, ...

Pirate Aus: Underfell Papyrus x reader, ...

Coming soon...

Reapertale/Death aus

Any suggestions/requests? Asks are always open!

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ryin-silverfish · 9 months ago

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LMK Fanfic: The Wild Son

AO3 Mirror

Nezha-centric one-shot. Or, "how the Third Lotus Prince learns to stop worrying and enjoy the exploration of death."

CW for suicide and extensive discussions of it. Similar to my previous story, this is very FSYY-inspired, which is shorthand for "pretty fucked-up".

Y'know, with the novel's version of Nezha's suicide being the most graphic and all.

...

The Devaraja of the North has a wild son, who bows not to his father, only the Buddha. The Buddha knows of his stubborn unreason, and sets upon his father's left hand, a pagoda.

——Su Zhe, "Nezha"

Over the years, he had really come to loathe That Look.

You know, when these brats (technically, all mortals are kids to him) learned of his suicide and just gaped at him in wide-eyed horror. Usually followed by an "I'm so sorry" or "It's not your fault" or the slightly less grating "Man, your father sucks."

Duh, Dragonhorse Girl. Duh. But anyone who talked shit about Li Jing was in his good books, and he could at least appreciate Mei's straightforward nature.

Still, whatever prior impressions he left, he knew he was now seven years old and hurting again in their eyes, and would never stop being so.

And it drove him nuts, because 1) it didn't even hurt all that much, and 2) why is offing yourself suddenly such a big deal? Apart from some ol' Confucian bores' rants about unfilial conduct, no participants in the War of Investiture had ever batted an eye at his death and resurrection; the problem was with what he did immediately afterward.

That said, death in the War of Investiture wasn't final, logical, or that big a deal either, until it suddenly was.

...

Unlike killing, death didn't get less confusing even after you've kicked the bucket once. Nor was spending your time as a spooky ghost and getting your godhood rudely interrupted helpful, when it came to understanding the boundary between gods and ghosts, and how some people could come back but not the others.

Well, according to The Patricidal 7-years-old's Guide to Death and Deification:

People die when they get killed.

At which point they turn into a ghost, and float around going "Woe is meeeeee!" for a while before moving on to their next lives.

Unless they don't want to move on. In that case, they just haunt the living out of spite, and to get free stuff.

But wait! If enough people treat the ghost like a god and give them offerings, they'll become one and...dunno, make a new body outta faith or something.

If someone's name is on The List, it's totally okay to kill them because they'll become gods after death.

Wait, isn't that dragon prince's name on The List too? Then why is his dad so angry when he killed him?

And sometimes, a Daoist master just pops a pill into the recently dead guy's mouth and they are alive again.

It took him a surprisingly long time to realize that The List was not all it's cracked up to be, and was basically the Poor Man's Godhood. Or that knowing someone would come back in the end didn't make their absence hurt any less. Or that they could come back, but would remain forever out of reach, shackled by the duties of godhood and the chains of causes and consequences.

And even when a quick resurrection was possible, every death scarred the soul, making it fray and tear at the seams. Seven was the maximum. After dying and coming back seven times like poor Senior Uncle Jiang Ziya, not even The List could take your soul without it exploding into a billion little ghostfires that had more in common with ambience Qi than any living spirits.

He wondered if his inability to understand this fuss around offing yourself had something to do with a scar, too.

But which one? Was it the first and most gruesome one, where returning your flesh and blood also meant ripping out the itty bitty pieces of souls that were embedded in them, clinging to your father and mother like muscle membranes on a bone? Was it the one that looked like an ugly crack on a gilded statue, widening, spreading, until it shattered altogether? Was it not a single scar, but a bunch of little holes in his essence, like wormbites on a leaf, or a pool of oozing sludge left by the Blood-melting Knife?

Assuming he still had a soul in the first place, of course. Maybe instead of a soul, there's only one huge patch of scar tissue where his three souls and seven spirits used to be, red and fibrous and angry.

Yeah, try pulling *that* out of his body with a spell, suckers.

...

A popular god gains new domains like new year gifts. Namely, you seldom receive the ones you want, are stuck with the ones you were tired of, and have no idea where that pile over there even came from.

Sun Wukong shared a domain with him as the protector of youth, a fact he was strangely okay with. He took the silly and mischievous ones, while Nezha dealt with the moody, rebellious ones. An amicable arrangement, as far as dispute between overlapping domains went; were they ever to switch places, the result would be a disaster.

This, however, was when a joint operation would be really helpful.

Alas, he had no such luck. So here he was, sitting in the Megapolis Children's Hospital's inpatient ward, next to a girl with owl-like eyes and tubes inside her nose, who asked him "Being dead, what does that even mean?"

...

Nothing, 'cause it's something that happens to other people. That was how he would have answered this question, back when he was still a real kid, and not an 18-foot-tall immortal plant construct who could choose to look like a kid.

He did wish people would recognize him as something other than "god of youth", though. Or realize his older forms existed too. Somehow, when Jinzha's master appeared as a little boy with five hair buns, people didn't stop worshipping Old Dude Wenshu or Graceful Bodhisattva Wenshu, but one too many adaptations later, Nezha was just THE Kid God, and not also the Three-headed Six-armed War God of Setting Things On Fire.

Bah.

But this was about Nezha the human (was he ever human, though, with the whole Spirit Pearl thing?) and Nezha the kid, not Nezha, Marshal of the Central Altar. Who didn't quite realize death was real, as in, a thing you should try to avoid for both yourself and others, and had been told that it was his destiny to dish out death to people in some epic upcoming war.

Master Taiyi, bless the old immortal, was a perfect case of someone who clearly cared so much, yet still managed to fuck up so badly.

For all his grudges against Jinzha's master (less about the whipping, and more about his damn cat killing the Jade Emperor), Wenshu made some good points: You did not tell a kid that you would protect him from all the consequences of his actions, then set him loose and expect him to not wreak havoc on unintended targets.

...

"What do you mean?"

He'd admit, this was not his finest hour. You weren't supposed to answer a question with a question, at least not in a way that didn't make you seem all mysterious and wise.

"I..." She trailed off. "I mean, I feel dead people all the time. Brushing past me, being all chilly and stuff. Since I'm gonna be joining you guys soon, I just wanna know...how it's like." The corner of her mouth twitched; either a grimace, or an attempt at smiling. "And you feel nicer than the others. Warmer, too."

He was no god of medicine, no matter how much he wished he could be one right now. Yet he could see the flames of her three souls, dimming with every passing second, as well as the blocks in her Qi flow, with one right behind her eyelids. Her sight was already gone, and in a week, these flames would go out entirely.

Sickness, he could heal, but not a passing ordained by the Book of Life and Death. As tempting as it was to pull a Sun Wukong, if he was to remove the name of one person, what was stopping him from removing another? And another? Before he knew, he'd be striking the name of every good person off it, and only chaos could result from that.

His gaze shifted to a small charm, fastened onto the bedframes with red strings. Made of peachwood, glowing gently in his vision, accompanied by the wisps of a prayer. Please watch over her, and take away her pain. Please don't let her face this alone.

Slowly, he extended a hand towards her, a tiny spark of pink flame dancing on his fingertip. If there were still ghosts in this room that hadn't fled when he first came in, they were definitely gone by now, as the darkness dispered in a surge of Yang-aligned Qi.

"...Wow." She visibly relaxed, with a sigh. "Thanks."

"No problem."

"Are you...also a kid, when you...you know? You sound like one."

"Yeah. But I've been dead for a long time. Long before this hospital was built." He let out a dry laugh. "I guess you could say I'm a professional at this whole 'death' thing."

"Huh. I thought after a while, people just...move on."

"They do, if they aren't trying to avoid the ghost cops. The Heibai Wuchang," he said. "Nowadays, they dress like cops too, but they show up for everyone, to take them to the Underworld. Not just bad ghosts that need to be arrested."

"What's the Underworld like?"

"Dunno. Never been down there." This was partially true. At the time of his death, the Underworld bureaucracy did not exist yet. Most of his knowledge of its workings came from chatting with Huang Tianhua, whose father was deified as the King of Mt.Tai, former head of the Ten Kings. "But you seem like a good egg, so they would send you straight to the Naihe Bridge, and onto your next life."

"That's...good to hear," she said. "I wanna know more about the, uh, ghost part, though. Does it stop hurting when you die? I've been...hurting for so long, I'm starting to forget what it's like, before...this."

"Yeah, the pain stops," he answered, "but so does everything else. You just stop feeling things altogether. Smell, touch, warm and cold and all that jazz." He paused. "Being a ghost is very, very boring."

"And you still don't wanna go with the ghost cops?"

"Well, I killed myself, and that gets you stuck in the City of Wrongful Death." He blurted out, before realizing that this was the worse moment to be honest, and braced himself for the awkwardness to come.

"Sounds like an awful place."

"Pretty much. They said it was just full of depressed ghosts, being depressing together," he chuckled. "Yeah, thanks, but no thanks. I think I'll pass."

"Glad I didn't...go through with it, then." She said, then quietly added, "I nearly did, when the pain got too much, and the cost just kept rising."

Well, that wasn't quite what he expected. But he wasn't too surprised, either.

...

They thought his suicide was an act of despair. It was insulting, honestly. Both to the strength of his will and spite, and his unconventional problem solving skills.

See, when people said that your body and skin and hair were given to you by your parents, the implicit message was So you can't do anything to them, and They own you, every bit of you, and above all, Obey.

You weren't supposed to give them back, not so flippantly. Yet it was the simplest, most obvious solution, in the same way beating up the dragon king who tried to sue you was. (Guess he really was Taiyi's student.)

At the heat of the moment, it was quite thrilling. Almost liberating. Like a snake shedding its skin, a baby bird breaking out of its eggshells. As the raging storm and roaring tides drowned out Fate and Destiny's ever-tolling bells, for a second, he really felt like this was the end.

No more Spirit Pearl, no more unruly child, woe of his mother, doom of his lineage. No more Li Jing, no more questionable advices from Taiyi, no stupid dragon kings, and none of that Vanguard of the Zhou Army crap. Just a kid sacrificing himself, laughing and laughing until he chocked on his own blood.

Just Nezha.

But obviously, things didn't end here. Death rarely was the true end, nor did it tie things up neatly, like cutting through a knot with a sword. It was more akin to what you got when you broke a lotus root in half, full of sticky, near-invisible threads, stretching on and on between the scattered pieces.

...

Believe it or not, this wasn't the first time he had to deal with suicide, kids, or suicidal kids. Especially after gaining one of his more recent domains. He is the protector of all young people, regardless of who they fancy or whether their bodies match their souls, it was just that those who didn't fit the common denominator tended to get a lot of shit for existing.

(As annoying as the "Third Princess" nickname was, he had no problem with people finding strength and comfort in his legends, in severing ties, defying norms, and blossoming inside a changed body. After all, that was what gods were; a mirror that reflected the worshippers' beliefs and needs back at them.)

A few decades ago, he was summoned by a teen, standing on the bank of a river, holding a stick of incense. Dunno where, just that it was a Hokkien-speaking area and one of his temples was nearby.

They gave him a hopeful look when he showed up, emerging out of the water like an actual lotus plant, yet remaining miraculously dry. As hopeful as someone in their circumstance could manage, at least.

"Is it okay if I ask you to curse my parents?"

"If that's what you want, you are praying to the wrong god," he replied. "And the kind of gods who accept such requests will make you pay a price you are never ready for."

"Damn. Guess I'll just have to come back and haunt them myself, then."

They knelt down to stick the incense into the mud, then started wading their way into the shallows. He sighed, and they were promptly dragged back by his red sash, struggling furiously.

"Let go of me!" They screamed, muddy water splashing beneath their sneakers. "W-Why? I don't get it! Why are YOU stopping me? You, of all gods! The child who hacked himself to pieces, and tried to kill his asshole dad——"

"And got a burning pagoda dropped on him for his troubles." He said flatly. "Need I remind you that it all took place a thousand years ago, and I'm no longer out for his blood?"

"Oh, so they'd beaten it out of you! Good for you, I guess." They snapped. "But not me. Why would you even care if a freak like me died or not?"

"gin-na, you just admit you are gonna become a vengeful spirit. And I literally have 'subduing demons and harmful spirits' in my job description. So maybe, maybe, I'm gonna have a problem with that?"

"Even if they totally have it coming?" They retorted. The first two buttons of their collars had come loose in the struggle, exposing the ugly patch of bruised purple around their neck, as well as implications of worse things. "I thought gods were all for karmic justice."

"Especially if they have it coming," he said. "Which is why I'm stopping you. It's not gonna work."

"What does that even mean?"

"Ugh. Look. Suppose I let you drown, without alerting any ghostly officials. Suppose that you come back, haunt your parents night and day, and don't get yourself exorcised. Suppose that you inflict on them the same torment you were subjected to, and drive them to madness or some other gruesome ends." He said. "Then what? What are you gonna do afterwards?"

"I'll just...move on, I guess."

"To do that, you 'll have to cross the Naihe Bridge. And the Underworld officials won't let you off the hook that easily, not after you've accumulated all this negative karma by haunting the living." He shook his head. "I heard they take 'Hell is other people' quite literally, and punish people who hated each other by throwing both parties into the same Minor Hell, giving them a pile of lethal weapons, and resurrecting whichever side that gets killed. Over and over again."

He leaned closer. "Is that what you really want? Getting stuck in the same pit with your parents for centuries to come? Mind you, even if you get tired of the violence, you are not allowed to quit until the Underworld officials let you."

Came to think of it, that was the War of the Investiture in a nutshell. No one was allowed to quit, not even in death.

"...No," they mumbled, after a long silence. "But it's still tempting. At least I'll get to do something to them."

"Well, here's a thing you can do to them."

"What?"

"Live."

"That's it? Seriously?" They stared at him in disbelief. "Because I own it to them? Because my very existence is a mistake or something?"

"No. Because you own it to yourself," he said, "and it is only a mistake if you believe so, and if they think you are a mistake, there's no better way to prove them wrong and rub it in their faces than keep existing. Think of it like this——you ain't gonna help them get rid of you, are you?"

"Well, if you put it that way..." they paused. "But I'll still be depriving them of their favorite punching bag, at least."

"Is that what you think you are?"

"It's what I have been for the past few years."

"Yeah, sorry, but hell no. You can be way, way more than that." He grinned. "Why be a punching bag, when you can be their worst nightmare instead?"

"I thought you don't want me to haunt my parents?"

"Oh, no. You are gonna drive them nuts in a whole different manner: by growing into a successful, well-adjusted adult they no longer have any power over," his grin widened, "And watch them age into bitter, miserable old farts who'll die alone and forgotten, knowing that the moment they die, they'll be dragged straight into one of the Hells in chains, suffer for untold eons, and probably spend their next life as ants."

"That is...satisfying, not gonna lie." They bit into their lips. "But until then, I'll still be stuck with them. Thanks for the reassurance, though."

"Does that mean if I let go of you now, you aren't gonna dash into the river?"

Upon receiving a nod, he whistled, and his sash loosened around the teen, floating back onto his shoulders. They staggered back; he prepared himself, watching out for tensed muscles and all the little tells of someone who was going to make a run for it. Thankfully, he spotted none, as they retreaded their steps back onto dry land, one muddy footprint at a time.

He wasn't entirely convinced that they wouldn't change their mind later, but it was a good start. And he had just the idea to make it an even better start.

His fingers started twisting in a mudra, weaving together threads of pink and golden light into the shape of his signature seal. No, he definitely didn't enjoy the kid's quiet gasp of wonder, as a lotus-patterned token fell out of thin air and right into his hands. It wasn't like he was a show-off or anything, unlike that ape.

"Here. Take this. Go to—" He paused and cursed himself. Dammit, he kept forgetting that mortals couldn't just sense temples and their giant beacons of faith. "Do you know there's a temple over there?" He pointed east, "Like, in that direction?"

"You mean Taizi Gong? Yeah." They nodded. "Grandma used to take me there."

"If you ever need a meal, or a place to stay the night, just show this token to the staff, and they'll help you out." He narrowed his eyes, and said the next sentence very slowly. "Also, if your life is ever in serious danger, like, no-time-to-call-the-cops danger, just hold it tight, say my name, and point it at whatever is threatening you. Do. Not. Use. It. Lightly. Understood?"

He intentionally let out a bit of his killer aura, as he uttered the last few words. Not hard to muster, considering the circumstances that first drove him to develop this token system. It was always awful when he was too late in his interventions, but he swore to the Three Pure Ones, if anyone ever triggered the spell with a prank call, when he arrived at the scene, they'd wish they got caught in the explosions instead.

They paled and nodded in quick succession, then started to turn away. Before remembering something, and coming to a halt mid-step.

"I...I don't even know how to thank you." They shook their head. "If it was too early for that. If 'Thanks' is even enough. But if you are right and I do find my way out of this mess, I'm building you a temple, Third Prince."

...

A temple. Build me a temple, mother. Build me a temple, mother, for I'm cold without a body, hungry without a stomach. He remembered himself crying out, once. Build me a temple so I can be back at your side again, isn't that what you want? What you said you would give up everything for, as you picked up my pieces and buried them in a shallow grave?

Build me a temple, or you'll never know peace again.

The most frustrating part wasn't how much he sounded like the sorts of ghosts he'd beat up later, a lot, as Marshal of the Central Altar. It was the lack of context. As in, there was no memory of the before and after. Just words echoing in a vaccum, with neither pain nor sensations attached.

It was the same whenever he helped a mortal. It was the feeling he got when, twenty years later, he stood in front of a temple gate, watching the person in a suit cut the red ribbons during its opening ceremony, and thought, I've done something like this before, long ago, inside my first temple.

But I can't remember what it was, or for whom.

He knew that was how ghosts became gods. Three souls attracted by the fragrance of incense, seven spirits nourished by the ashes of burnt offerings. Ten shades of a person, molded back together into something more than the sum of its parts, by countless mud-stained, callused hands, clasped together in prayer.

He'd watched it happen before, on the coasts of Fujian. Little Lin Mo Niang, disappearing beneath the waves, only to rise out of the tides later as Mazu, guiding fisherfolks and sailors to shore with her gentle red light, just like she did in life.

Or maybe he had more in common with Guan Yu. The fugitive, the warrior with the might of a thousand man, the loyal companion. Who, despite his promise in the peach garden, did not die on the same day as his sworn brothers. Specifically, how his vengeance and fury used to hang over Jingzhou like a plague, how his name was once whispered in fear, before it became the synonym of loyalty, brotherhood and martial virtue.

Perhaps ghosts became gods when mortals poured pieces of themselves into them, filling up the holes in their psyche. Making them more human than they ever were, and could be.

Thanks to Li Jing's destruction of his idol, he'd never know.

That——that was what sent him onto his roaring rampage of revenge, right after reviving in his lotus body. After everything else had been bled dry, rage was all he had. Like thick black tar, sticking to the bottom of a broken jar.

...

"What stopped you?" He asked, without really knowing why.

"My legs. Literally. They don't work anymore. And I'm...gonna die anyways, it's not really worth the effort..." Her breath hitched in her throat, yet she still managed to squeeze out the last few words, "Then my mom came back."

"I...I'm still a little mad that she left in the first place, like, long before this. But she had a nice singing voice, when she wasn't crying, and," she sighed, "didn't start arguing with dad again. She said I had a new little brother, and showed me the photos...and I was just like, hey, he looks like a raisin, and they laughed, and I haven't heard either of them laugh in a long, long time..."

She was starting to look dazed, stuck in that liminal space between dream and awakeness.

"And I, I wouldn't mind hurting a lil' longer, if it means I get to have more moments like that."

What if you don't? A part of him wanted to ask. What if those moments are no more than baits on a straight hook, carrots on a stick, making it so that you are willing to hurt longer and longer until it's not even fleeting happiness you seek, just the mere promise of release?

But that was the bitterest, crueler part, and it could fuck right off.

"I'm sure they are glad to have you, too." In the end, that was all he managed to say, in a whisper she might or might not have heard, and only got a small yawn in return.

"Well, you sound like you're about to doze off. So I won't keep you up any longer," he said. "Any last questions, before I go?"

"What do you...look like?"

"Huh?"

"When I die, I'll get to...see things again, right?" She asked. "And you can't be the only kid here. Just...wanna...go over and say hello, before the ghost cops come."

"Oh, I'm very recognizable. You don't see a lot of folks with twin hair buns nowadays." He laughed softly. "And I promise you, when the time comes, I'll be right here, inside this very room."

"Thanks," she nodded. "G-G'night, ghost friend."

"Farewell, and sleep tight."

...

When did you stop being fun? Sun Wukong asked him, once.

When you started being nothing but jokes, he wanted to scream back. When you shut yourself in your cave for five hundred years to take a depression nap, while I drain just as much power answering the prayers of mortals as I get from their worship, and my true body is stuck guarding the fire that burn away worlds. When Yang Jian had stopped giving a crap about everything that happened outside of his precious Sichuan, me included.

When I grow the fuck up, monkey. We all do, sooner or later, yet you never seem to.

But then he remembered the look on Sun Wukong's face, as the mountain came down. A look he had seen on the faces of so many souls, as they were called up the Terrace of the Investiture.

It was Ao Guang clutching onto his son's tendons with trembling, scaly hands. It was his mother kneeling in the dirt, begging for his life and unlife. It was him handing Huang Tianhua's head back to Huang Feihu. The eldest of Zhao Gongming's three sisters, muttering a quiet "Sorry, brother" before she was swept away by Lao Tzu's scroll. Guang Chengzi looking Yin Jiao in the eyes, as they dragged his plow up the hill.

It was a monk postponing his Buddhahood in favor of the path of the Bodhisattva, swearing a vow that, for every life, he should learn the meaning of compassion anew, and teach it to others.

A pig who was once a marshal, too weighed down by his desires to attain enlightenment, who nonetheless went on to live a good life, full of good food and few regrets.

A soldier made into a monster after one simple mistake, who decided he was better than that, and, with quiet determination, followed his brother and master into samsara as their guardian.

It was a white dragon, destined to set things aflame and be consumed by flames, yet burning brightly all the same, a goofy grin on his face.

So he just gritted his teeth and kept on fighting. It was what he was made for, what he always did.

And it wasn't enough.

...

But when was anything ever enough? When did Fate or Destiny ever pat anyone on the head, and tell them they did a good job, and they'd be free of suffering, just like that?

When were there ever easy answers, for mortals and gods alike?

Azure Lion thought there would be one, that the right person on the throne could magically make it all better, and he shattered trying to make himself into that person.

One step at a time. One answer at a time. A promise kept, a visit made. That was how you do it.

After all, the great lump of molten colors Nüwa used to seal the cracks in the sky——they were but little pebbles too, once upon a time.

...

"Told you I'll be here." That was the first thing he said, as he unsummoned his wheels and sat down in midair, cross-legged.

"Oh. Well. I," The translucent girl let out a small laugh. She tried to scratch her head, before realizing she couldn't anymore. "I certainly wasn't imagining this, when you said 'twin hair buns'."

"Do you have reasons to, though?" He asked. "People usually don't see the Third Lotus Prince on their deathbeds."

"No. But it's pretty obvious in hindsight, with the warmth and all these little hints." She shook her head. "Dangit. Now I just feel kinda dumb. Still, it's good to see you again, sir...Third Prince?"

"Nezha would do. I suppose I make much better company than the ghost cops, right?"

Behind the hospital screen, the man wearing a tall black hat grumbled something about people not appreciating their jobs, before being cut off by a "Ha! Checkmate, Lao Fan!"

"Yeah. It's a little distracting when you were dying, and two guys were just having a chess game five feet away," she said. "The cheerful one is a better player, though."

"Only because you keep giving him tips!" The man snarked back. "How does it feel like to cheat via a dying kid, Xiao Xie? I bet you feel real proud of yourself right now."

"How does it feel like to lose to a dying kid?" His colleague laughed, sticking his tongue out way further than any living humans were capable of, or comfortable with. "She gave you tips too, you just aren't good enough to use them well. And she's good. Real good. This one thinks she may just be a chess champion in her next life!"

"Thank you, Mister Xie. I learned it from my grandpa."

It was such a blessing that these two didn't exist yet, at the time of his death. As grim and thankless as their duties were, Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu were also the most annoying pair of ghosts he ever met, the former taking nothing seriously and the latter taking everything way too seriously.

"Hey. You two, shut up and show some respect." He snapped, before turning to the girl. "I'm sorry you have to endure their presence."

"That's right, Xiao Xie! Even the Third Lotus Prince tires of you and your constant jesting!"

"This one thinks if we pay our proper respect to everyone that has ever died, we'll have no time to actually do our job." Xie chuckled. "Besides, he is clearly talking about the one who is constantly yelling, and incapable of losing gracefully. But alright, this one shall do as you command."

"...Let's go talk somewhere else." He sighed. "These two clowns are giving me a headache."

She giggled a little, as the screen parted with a wave of his hand, revealing the two psychopomps sitting on the nearby bed. "Their hats do look like clown hats."

"The clowns can hear you, you know?" Fan snarked, before picking up his baton and making a gesture in their direction. "Whatever. Begone. And remember our deal: you have four hours. Not a second more, not a second less. Understood?"

"Did you just admit to being a clown too?" Xie grinned. "This one does think a red nose will suit you well."

"Sometimes I seriously wonder why I ever agreed to become your sworn brother, Xiao Xie."

He led the girl out of the room, just as medical personnels started coming in, carefully concealing his presence from the mortals' eyes. The girl made a face when her hand passed through the doorframe, but quickly recovered.

"Where are we going?"

"Anywhere you like." He replied. "Your home, your old school, that really cool arcade or amusement park you never get a chance to visit...and you don't have to choose one. Distance is not a factor at all," with a blaze of pink fire, his wheels were back under his boots again, "when I'm the god of speedy drivers. So take your time."

"Hmmm. I think," she said, after a long silence, "I wanna go see my mom, and my little brother first. Is that okay?"

"Yes," he nodded. "Let's be on our way, then."

"Alright. Leeeego!"

#lego monkie kid #lmk fanfiction #nezha #lmk nezha #journey to the west #investiture of the gods

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We've run enough of these tournaments that it's probably past time to make a compiled post

Previous winners of the queer book character tournament:

Eric "Bitty" Bittle from Check, Please by Ngozi Ukazu

Wei Wuxian fromMo Dao Zu Shi/Grand Master of Demonic Cultivation by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Andrew Minyard and Neil Josten from All for The Game by Nora Sakavic

Previous winners of the queer book ship tournament:

Wei Wuxian/Lan Wangji from Mo Dao Zu Shi/Grand Master of Demonic Cultivation by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Gideon Nav/Harrowhark Nonagesimus- The Locked Tomb by Tamsyn Muir

Also since I'll be pinning this post:

i do want to remind everyone to be respectful in these polls. even if you don’t personally like one of the books listed, or your favorite is losing, someone else still submitted that book because they like it and you’re being rude to them and everyone else who enjoys that book when you’re complaining about it.

propaganda is always welcome and encouraged. i consider these tournaments to be book recommendations first and a tournament second, so i love propaganda and try to reblog as much of it as i can. but propaganda should be about why your book/ship/character is good, not why the other one is bad. that kind of behavior will get people blocked, which is really not something i want to have to do so lets all have fun instead

How the game works:

These tournaments are submission based. I post a form, leave it open for a few days, sort through the answers, and then post a list I half jokingly call quality control for you guys: the viewers at home.

The quality control is because I can’t reasonably have read every book these submissions come from. So I post a list for you guys to let me know any mistakes: characters/ships that don’t meet the requirements, repeats on the list, misspellings (I copy paste from the submissions, so if they’re misspelled and I don’t know the character I’m not going to know to fix it), or anything like that. Quality control is open until the polls actually go up, at which point tumblr doesn’t let polls be edited.

Matchups are randomly generated. This is to keep things fair.

Round one is groups of four and lasts a week to let everyone have a chance to realize the tournament has started and promote their favs.

After that rounds are 1v1 and last for three days (if the number is odd there will be one three way poll).

The final round will last one week.

List of participants in past tournaments starting with most recent (if anyone wants to use this as a reading list):

Queer Book Ship Tournamnet 2024:

Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard - All For The Game by Nora Sakavic

Nicky Hemmick/Erik Klose - All For The Game by Nora Sakavic

Jean Moreau/Jeremy Knox - The Sunshine Court by Nora Sakavic

Catalina Alvarez/Laila Dermott - The Sunshine Court by Nora Sakavic

Daniel Molloy/Armand - The Queen of the Damned by Anne Rice

Silas Bell/Daphne Luckenbill - The Spirit Bares its Teeth by Andrew Joseph White

Jacqueline "Jack" Wolcott/Alexis Chopper - Wayward Children by Seanan McGuire

Simon Torquill/Patrick Lorden/Dianda Lorden - October Daye series by Seanan McGuire

Linus Baker/Arthur Parnassus - The House in the Cerulean Sea by TJ Klune

Kelly Bennett/Robbie Fontaine - Green Creek series by T J Klune

Yadriel Vélez Flores/Julian Diaz - Cemetery Boys by Aiden Thomas

Lark/Rosethorn - Circle of Magic by Tamora Pierce

Shallan Davar/Adolin Kholin - The Stormlight Archive by Brandon Sanderson

Jude/Pixie - Stake Sauce Arc 1: The Secret Ingredient is Love (No, Really) by RoAnna Sylver

Jude/Jasper/Felix - Stake Sauce Acr 2: Everybody's Missing (Somebody) by RoAnna Sylver

Cliopher Mdang/Fitzroy Angursell - Hands of the Emperor/At the Feet of the Sun by Victoria Goddard

Terec of Lund/Conju an Vilius - The Hands of the Emperor by Victoria Goddard

Baru Cormorant/Tain Hu - The Traitor Baru Cormorant/The Masquerade by Seth Dickinson

Humaira Khan/Ishita Dey - Hani and Ishu's Guide to Fake Dating by Adiba Jaigirdar

Ronan Lynch/Adam Parrish - The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater

Carmen Farooq-Lane/Liliana - The Dreamer Trilogy by Maggie Stiefvater

Alistair Lowe/Gavin Grieves - All of Us Villains/All of Our Demise by Amanda Foody & Christine Lynn Herman

Tatianna/Clarissa - Assistant to the Villain by Hannah Nicole Maehrer

Wylan van Eyck/Jesper Fahey - Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

Nina Zenik/Matthias Hevlar - Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

Nina Zenik/Hanne Brum - King of Scars by Leigh Bardugo

Bellsona Steelcrest/Eris Shindanai - Gearbreaker series by Zoe Hana Mikuta

Jace Boucher/Aaron Slaughter - House of Slaughter by James Tynion IV

Ballister Blackheart/Ambrosius Goldenloin - Nimona by N.D. Stevenson

Norma/Badyah - Deadendia by Hamish Steele

Barney/Logan/Asmodeus - Deadendia by Hamish Steele

Red/Blue - This is How You Lose The Time War by Amal El-Mohtar & Max Gladstone

Addam Saint Nicholas/Rune Saint John - The Tarot Sequence by K. D. Edwards

Eadaz uq-Nāra/Sabran Berethnet - The Priory of the Orange Tree by Samantha Shannon

Oberyn Martel/Ellaria Sand - Game of Thrones by George R.R. Martin

Leo Merritt/Tristan Drake - The Buried and the Bound by Rochelle Hassan

Stevie/Nora - Forget Me Not by Alyson Derrick

Wu Zetian/Li Shimin/Gao Yizhi - Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao

Gideon Nav/Harrowhark Nonagesimus- The Locked Tomb by Tamsyn Muir

Laura/Carmilla - Carmilla by J Sheridan Le Fanu

Susan Arkshaw/Merlin St. Jacques - The Left Handed Booksellers of London by Garth Nix

Beth Cassidy/Addy Hanlon - Dare Me by Megan Abbott

Alec Campion/Richard St Vier - Swordspoint by Ellen Kushner

Salim/The Jinn - American Gods by Neil Gaiman

Audrey Wells/Harper Harper/Merritt Eamons - Plain Bad Heroines by Emily M Danforth

Blythe Melbourne/Delaney Keating - Black Iris by Leah Raeder & Elliot Wake

Güzel/Marthe Gaultier - The Lymond Chronicles by Dorothy Dunnett

Tyrannus Basilton (“Baz”) Grimm-Pitch/Simon Snow - Carry On Series by Rainbow Rowell

Agatha Wellbelove/Niamh Brody - Any Way the Wind Blows by Rainbow Rowell

Will Kempen/James St Clair - Dark Rise series by C.S. Pacat

Damianos (“Damen”) of Akielos/Laurent of Vere - Captive Prince by C.S. Pacat

Tara Boone/Penny - All That Consumes Us by Erica Waters

Rosemary Harper/Sissix Seshkethet - The Wayfarers: The Long Way to a Small Angry Planet by Becky Chambers

Ariadne O'Neill/Elena Quesada-Cruz/Chikondi Daka/Jack Vo - To Be Taught if Fortunate by Becky Chambers

Robin of Berecrofts/Katelijne Sersanders - House of Niccolò by Dorothy Dunnett

Oliver Marks/James Farrow - If We Were Villains by M.L. Rio

Dorian/Zachary Ezra Rawlins - The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern

Rhy Maresh/Alucard Emery - Shades of Magic by V. E. Schwab

Addie LaRue/Luc - The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V.E. Schwab

Magnus Chase/Alex Fierro - Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard by Rick Riordan

Walt Stone/Anubis/Sadie Kane - The Kane Chronicles by Rick Riordan

Nico di Angelo/Will Solace - The Camp Halfblood Chronicles by Rick Riordan

Cassandra Igarashi/Laura Wilson - The Wicked+the Divine by Kieron Gillen

Jade/Moon/Chime - Books of the Raksura by Martha Wells

Celia St James/Evelyn Hugo - The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid

Lestat de Lioncourt/Louis de Pointe du Lac - The Vampire Chronicles by Anne Rice

Sue Trinder/Maude Lilly - Fingersmith by Sarah Waters

Delilah Green/Claire Sutherland - Delilah Green Doesn’t Care by Ashley Herring Blake

Shara Wheeler/Chloe Green - I Kissed Shara Wheeler by Casey McQuiston

August Landry/Jane Su - One Last Stop by Casey McQuiston

Alex Claremont Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor - Red White and Royal Blue by Casey Mcquiston

Alex Price/Eli Rodriguez - Like Real People Do by E.L. Massey

Whisper/Prince Julien Sandry - Prince and Assassin by Tavia Lark

Patrick Roman/Damien Bordeaux - All Hail The Underdogs by E.L. Massey

Lewis/Jason Lu - Proficiency Bonus by Charlie Novak

Andrew Blur/Sam Halse - Summer Sons by Lee Mandelo

Seregil í Korit Solun Meringil Bôkthersa/Alec í Amasa of Kerry - Nightrunner series by Lynn Flewelling

Jude St Francis/Willem Ragnarsson - A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara

Lula Talisola/Zeen Mrala - Midnight Horizon by Daniel José Older

Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood - The Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare

Luke Sunborn/Elliot Schafer - In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan

Magnus Marston/Avicenna - Some Desperate Glory by Emily Tesh

Celie/Shug Avery - The Color Purple by Alice Walker

Dev Deshpande/Charlie Winshaw - The Charm Offensive by Alison Cochrun

Nathan Byrn/Gabriel Boutin - Half Bad by Sally Green

Sidney Ellwood/Henry Gaunt - In Memoriam by Alice Winn

Maurice Hall/Alec Scudder - Maurice by E.M. Forster

Tommy Flowers/David Pearson - Flower of Iowa by Lance Ringel

Will Darling/Kim Secretan - The Will Darling Adventures by K.J. Charles

Henry de Lyon/Ian mac Maíl Coluim - The Scottish Boy by Alex de Campi

Ambrose Cusk/Kodiac Celius - The Darkness Outside Us by Eliot Schrefer

Thomas McNulty/John Cole - Days Without End (and A Thousand Moons) by Sebastian Barry

Sideways Pike/Jing Gao - The Scapegracers by HA Clarke

Zhu Yuanzhang/Ma Xiuying - The Radiant Emperor by Shelley Parker-Chan

Esen Temur/General Ouyang - The Radiant Emperor by Shelley Parker-Chan

Val Palafox/Cade McKenna - Venom and Vow by Anna-Marie & Elliott McLemore

Viv/Tandri - Legends & Lattes by Travis Baldree

Sigyn/Loki - The Goddess of Nothing At All by Cat Rector

Viola Carroll/Justin de Vere - A Lady for a Duke by Alexis Hall

Sam Becker/Jonathan Forest - 10 Things That Never Happened by Alexis Hall

Luc O'Donnell/Oliver Blackwood - Boyfriend Material by Alexis Hall

Valentine Layton/Bonaventure "Bonny" Tarleton - Something Fabulous by Alexis Hall

Bastián Silvano/Lore Garcia - Lakelore by Anna-Marie McLemore

Syenite/Alabaster/Innon - The Fifth Season by N. K. Jemisin

Tennalhin Halkana/Surit Yeni - Ocean's Echo by Everina Maxwell

Kiem Tegnar/Jainan nav Adessari - Winter's Orbit by Everina Maxwell

Nick Nelson/Charlie Spring - Heartstopper by Alice Oseman

Darcy Olsson/Tara Jones - Heartstopper by Alice Oseman

Elle Argent/Tao Xu - Heartstopper by Alice Oseman

Wei Wuxian/Lan Wanji - Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation/ Mo Dao Zu Shi by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Xie Lian/Hua Cheng - Tian Guan Ci Fu / Heaven Official's Blessing by by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Dorian/Milo - Three Meant To Be by M.N. Bennet

August Mulvaney/Lucas Blackwell - Psycho by Onley James

Mackenzie (“Mac”) Shepard/Archer Mulvaney - Lunatic by Onley James

Hawk Sunday/Jack Wyatt - Cherry Picked by May Archer

Mitch Greyson/Alex Dean - On the Ice by Amy Aislin

Lucifer/Michael - Angels before Man by Rafael Nicolas

Robin Blyth/Edwin Courcey - A Marvellous Light by Freya Marske

Maud Blyth/Violet Debenham - A Restless Truth by Freya Marske

Jack Alston/Alan Ross - A Power Unbound by Freya Marske

Everen/Arcady - Dragonfall by L.R. Lam

Sally-Anne/Sez - Beanstalk by E Jade Lomax

Gene Forrester/Phineas - A Separate Peace by John Knowles

Ayla/Crier - Crier's War by Nina Varela

Vivienne (“Vivi”) Duarte/Heather - The Cruel Prince by Holly Black

Nathaniel Bainbridge/Sea Hawk - Kidnapped by the Pirate by Keira Andrews

Arden Canamorra/Mil/Mattin - A Suitable Consort (For the King and His Husband) by R. Cooper

Daisy Wells/Amina El Maghrabi - Death Sets Sail by Robin Stevens

Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan - Guardian (Zhen Hun) by Priest

Aristotle (“Ari”) Mendoza/Dante Quintana - Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Sáenz

Max Owen/Sean Moore - Magical Boy by The Kao

Henry Montague (Monty)/Percy Newton - The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue by Mackenzi Lee

Milo/Xander - How Not To Date A Dragon by Lana Kole

Blair/Richard - Bite Me! -You Know I Like It by Fae Quin

Nick Russo/Andy Fleming - We Could Be So Good by Cat Sebastian

Paige Mahoney/Arcturus Mesarthim - The Bone Season by Samantha Shannon

Kadou of House Mahisti/Evemer Hoşkadem- A Taste of Gold and Iron by Alexandra Rowland

Mark Blackthorn/Cristina Mendoza-Rosales/Kieran - The Dark Artifices by Cassandra Clare

Rae Taylor/Claire Francois - I'm in Love with the Villainess by Inori

Paul Fleischer/Julian Fromme - These Violent Delights by Micah Nemerever

Patroclus/Achilles - The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

Zach Glasser/Eugenio Morales - Unwritten Rules by KD Casey

Charlie Braxton/Reid Giordano - Fire Season by KD Casey

Christine Braxton/Stephanie - Fire Season by KD Casey

Jake Fischer/Alex Angelides - Diamond Ring by KD Casey

Relius/Teleus - The Queen's Thief series by Megan Whalen Turner

Arek/Matt - So This Is Ever After by F.T. Lukens

Eric (“Bitty”) Bittle/Jack Zimmermann - Check, Please! By Ngozi Ukazu

Thom Morgan/Clay Parker - Love, Hate, & Clickbait by Liz Bowery

Harry Fields/Harry Lee - When Harry Met Harry by Sydney Smyth

Jamshid e-Pramukh/Muntadhir al Qahtani - The Daevabad Trilogy by S. A. Chakraborty

Ben De Backer/Nathan Allan - I Wish You All the Best by Mason Deaver

Queer book Character Tournament 2024:

Rune Saint-John- The Tarot Sequence by KD Edwards

Quinn Saint Nicholas- The Tarot Sequence by KD Edwards

Layne Dawncreek- The Hourglass Throne by KD Edwards

Silas Bell- The Spirit Bares it's Teeth by Andrew Joseph White

Daphne Luckenbill- The Spirit Bares it's Teeth by Andrew Joseph White

Benjamin/Benji Woodside- Hell Followed with us by Andrew Joseph White

Sideways Pike- The Spacegracers by HA Clarke

Tayend of Tremmelin- Magician’s Guild series (The Novice, The High Lord) by Trudi Canavan

Gideon Nav- The Locked Tomb by Tamsyn Muir

Ianthe Tridenarius, Ianthe the First- The Locked Tomb by Tamsyn Muir

Harrowhark Nonagesimus- The Locked Tomb by Tamsyn Muir

Dekka- Gone series by Michael Grant

Therem Harth rem ir Estraven- The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K. Le Guin

Seregil í Korit Solun Meringil Bôkthersa- Luck in the shadows/the nightrunner series by Lynn Fleweling

Victor Vale- Vicious by VE Schwab

Alucard Emery- Shades of Magic series by VE Schwab

Rhy Maresh- Shades of Magic series by VE Schwab

Elliot Schafer- In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan

Sebastian Black- The Sacred Sins of Father Black by St John Starling

Father Victor Ardelian- What Manner of Man by St John Starling

Wenren È- Devil Venerable Also Wants To Know by Cyan Wings

Zhu Chongba- She Who Became The Sun by Shelley Parker-Chan

Ouyang- She Who Became The Sun by Shelley Parker-Chan

Giovanni- Giovanni's room by James Baldwin

David- Giovanni's room by James Baldwin

Danny Tozer- Dreadnought by April Daniels

Magnus Bane- The Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare

Alec Lightwood- The Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare

Thomas Lightwood- The Last Hours by Cassandra Clare

Alastair Carstairs- The Last Hours by Cassandra Clare

Alex Fierro-Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard series by Rick Riordan

Magnus Chase- Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard series by Rick Riordan

Nico di Angelo- The Sun and the Star by Rick Riordan

Frances Janvier- Radio Silence by Alice Oseman

Nick Nelson- Heartstopper by Alice Oseman

Charlie Spring- Heartstopper by Alice Oseman

Tori Spring- Solitaire by Alice Oseman

Gwen (Princess Gwendoline)- Gwen and Art Are Not in Love by Lex Croucher

Jack Alston/Lord Hawthorn- The Last Binding Trilogy by Freya Marske

Maud Blyth- The Last Binding Trilogy by Freya Marske

Robin Blyth- A Marvelous Light by Freya Marske

Silariathas “Silas”- Sorcery of Thorns by Margaret Rogerson

Nathaniel Thorn- Sorcery of Thorns by Margaret Rogerson

Ballister Blackheart- Nimona by N.D. Stevenson

Ambrosius Goldenloin- Nimona by N.D. Stevenson

Neil Josten- All for the game by Nora Sakavic

Andrew Minyard- All for the game by Nora Sakavic

Nicky Hemick- All for the game by Nora Sakavic

Xie Lian- Heaven Official's Blessing / Tian Guan Ci Fu by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu / mxtx

San Lang/ Hua Cheng- Heaven Official's Blessing / Tian Guan Ci Fu by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu / mxtx

Luo Binghe- The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu / mxtx

Shen Qingqiu- The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu / mxtx

Lan Wangji/ Lan Zhan/ Han Guang Jun- Mo Dao Zu Shi (The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu / mxtx

Wei WuXian/ Wei Ying/ Yiling Patriarch- Mo Dao Zu Shi (The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu / mxtx

Kelly Bennett- Heartsong by TJ Klune

Linus Baker- The House in the Cerulean Sea by TJ Klune

Arthur Parnassus- The House in the Cerulean Sea by TJ Klune

Laurent- Captive Prince by C.S. Pacat

Damianos (Damen)- Captive Prince by C.S. Pacat

Will Kempen- Dark Rise Series by C.S. Pacat

Sarcean- Dark Rise Series by C.S. Pacat

James St. Clair- Dark Rise Series by C.S. Pacat

Ronan Lynch- The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater

Adam Parrish- The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater

Loki- Loki- Where Mischief Lies by Mackenzi Lee

Theo Bell- Where Mischief Lies by Mackenzi Lee

Daniela- We Set the Dark on Fire by Tehlor Kay Mejia

Carmen- We Set the Dark on Fire by Tehlor Kay Mejia

Seonid Traighan Sedai- Wheel of Time series by Robert Jordan

Siuan Sanche Sedai- Wheel of Time series by Robert Jordan

Shallan Davar- The Stormlight Archive series by Brandon Sanderson

Jasnah Kholin- The Stormlight Archive series by Brandon Sanderson

Jesper Fahey- Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

Wylan van Eck- Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

Nina Zenik- Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

Evelyn Hugo- The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid

Moiraine Damodred Sedai- The Wheel of Time Series by Robert Jordan

Yan Wushi- 千秋 /Thousand Autumns/Qian Qu by Meng Xi Shi

Shen Qiao- 千秋/Qian Qiu/Thousand Autumn by Meng Xi Shi

Alex Claremont-Diaz- Red, White, and Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston

Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor- Red, White, and Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston

Biyu "Jane" Su- One Last Stop by Casey McQuiston

August Landry- One Last Stop by Casey McQuiston

Jolene Whitaker- Stars Still Fall by Jules Kelley

Jude St. Francis- A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara

Francis Abernathy- The Secret History by Donna Tartt

Ishita Dey- Hani and Ishu's Guide to Fake Dating by Adiba Jaigirdar

Carmilla Karnstein- Carmilla by J Sheridan le Fanu

Murderbot- The Murderbot Diaries by Martha Wells

Shuos Jedao- Ninefox Gambit by Yoon Ha Lee

Achilles- Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

Patroclus- Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

Yin Hanjiang- Devil Venerable Also Wants To Know by Cyan Wings

Daja Kisubo- The Circle of Magic series, The Circle Opens series, The Will of the Empress by Tamora Pierce

Simon Torquill- October Daye Series by Seanan McGuire

Kade Bronson- Wayward Children Series by Seanan McGuire

Jack Wolcott- Wayward Children Series by Seanan McGuire

Sundew- Wings of Fire by Tui T Sutherland

Zanja Na'Tarwein- The Elemental Logic Series by Laurie J. Marks

Karis G'deon- The Elemental Logic series by Laurie J. Marks

Thaniel Steepleton- The Watchmaker of Filigree Street, The Lost Future of Pepperharrow by Natasha Pulley

Raff Barden- One Night in Hartswood by Emma Denny

Penn de Foucart- One Night in Hartswood by Emma Denny

Alec Campion- Swordspoint by Ellen Kushner

Richard St Vier- Swordspoint by Ellen Kushner

Nico Ferrer De Varona- The Atlas Six by Olivie Blake

Parisa Kamali- The Atlas Six by Olivie Blake

Sam Black Crow- American Gods by Neil Gaiman

Salim- American Gods by Neil Gaiman

Hunter- Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman

Islington- Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman

Tsukiko- The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern

Zachary Ezra Rawlins- The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern

Dorian- The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern

Katrina- The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern

Katherine- The Privilege of the Sword by Ellen Kushner

Geraldine- Christabel by Samuel Coleridge

Priya- The Jasmine Throne/The Oleander Sword by Tasha Suri

Malini- The Jasmine Throne/The Oleander Sword by Tasha Suri

Henry Gaunt- In Memoriam by Alice Winn

Sidney Ellwood - In Memoriam by Alice Winn

Benji Ovich- Beartown by Frederik Backman

Renly Baratheon- A Song of Ice and Fire (ASOIAF) by George R.R. Martin

Loras Tyrell- A Song of Ice and Fire (ASOIAF) by George R.R. Martin

Oberyn Martell- A Song of Ice and Fire (ASOIAF) by George R.R. Martin

Ellaria Sand- A Song of Ice and Fire (ASOIAF) by George R.R. Martin

Ead Duryan- The Priory of the Orange Tree by Samantha Shannon

Thara Celehar- The Witness for the Dead by Katherine Addison

Iäna Pel-Thenhior- The Witness for the Dead by Katherine Addison

Vanyel Ashkevron- The Last Herald-Mage Series (Magic's Pawn, Magic's Price, Magic's Promise) by Mercedes Lackey

Galen- Paladin's Hope by T. Kingfisher

Doctor Piper- Paladin's Hope by T. Kingfisher

Eliot Waugh- The Magicians by Lev Grossman

Simon Spier- Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli

Bram Greenfield- Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli

Leah Burke- Leah on the Offbeat by Becky Albertalli

Abby Suso- Leah on the Offbeat by Becky Albertalli

Jay Gatsby- Self-Made Boys by Anna-Marie Mclemore

Harold Hutchins- Captain Underpants by Dav Pilkey

Eric "Bitty" Bittle- Check, Please! By Ngozi Ukazu

Jack Zimmermann- Check, Please! By Ngozi Ukazu

Ollie O'Meara- Check, Please! By Ngozi Ukazu

Pacer Wicks- Check, Please! By Ngozi Ukazu

Maurice Hall- Maurice by E.M. Forster

Alec Scudder- Maurice by E.M. Forster

Clive Durham- Maurice by E.M. Forster

Cal Stephanides- Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides

Therese Belivet- Carol or The Price of Salt by Patricia Highsmith

Carol Aird- Carol or The Price of Salt by Patricia Highsmith

Baz Pitch- Carry On Series by Rainbow Rowell

Tennalhin (Tennal) Halkana- Ocean's Echo by Everina Maxwell

Evander (Andy) Mills- Lavendar House by Lev Ac Rosen

Kaiiestron (Kai) l, Prince of the Fourth House of the Underearth- Witch King by Martha Wells

Max Owen- Magical Boy by The Kao

Remy Pendergast- Silver Under Nightfall by Rin Chupeco

Ben De Backer- I Wish You All The Best by Mason Deaver

Nathan Allan- I Wish You All The Best by Mason Deaver

Genevieve Lefoux- The Parasol Protectorate series by Gail Carriger

Maddie Morrow- Havenfall by Sara Holland

Catherine St. Day- The Lady's Guide to Celestial Mechanics by Olivia Waite

Lucy Muchelney- The Lady's Guide to Celestial Mechanics by Olivia Waite

Fetter- The Saint of Bright Doors by Vajra Chandrasekera

Leonie Jackman- Her Majesty's Royal Coven by Juno Dawson

Red- This is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone

Blue- This is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone

Rose- Camp Damascus by Chuck Tingle

Li Shimin- Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao

Cliopher Mdang- The Hands of the Emperor by Victoria Goddard

Lily Hu- Last Night At The Telegraph Club by Malinda Lo

Patrick O’Hara- The Guncle by Steven Rowley

Ambrose Cusk- The Darkness Outside Us by Eliot Schrefer

Kodiak Celius- The Darkness Outside Us by Eliot Schrefer

Queer Book Character Tournament 2 2023:

Georgia Warr- Loveless by Alice Oseman

Pip Quintana- Loveless by Alice Oseman

Rooney Bach- Loveless by Alice Oseman

Jimmy Kaga-Ricci- I Was Born For This by Alice Oseman

Lister Bird- I Was Born For This by Alice Oseman

Daniel Jun- Radio Silence by Alice Oseman

Elle Argent- Heartstopper by Alice Oseman

Darcy Olsson- Heartstopper by Alice Oseman

Matthew Fairchild- The Last Hours by Cassandra Clare

Thomas Lightwood- The Last Hours by Cassandra Clare

Anna Lightwood- The Last Hours by Cassandra Clare

Kit Herondale- The Dark Artifices trilogy by Cassandra Clare

Mark Blackthorn- The Dark Artifices trilogy by Cassandra Clare

Ari Bridgestock- The Last Hours by Cassandra Clare

Lily Chen- The Shadowhunters Chronicles by Cassandra Clare

Cristina Mendoza-Rosales- The Dark Artifices trilogy by Cassandra Clare

Aline Penhallow- The Shadowhunters Chronicles by Cassandra Clare

Kieran Kingson- The Dark Artifices trilogy by Cassandra Clare

Diana Wrayburn- The Dark Artifices trilogy by Cassandra Clare

Ty Blackthorn- The Dark Artifices trilogy by Cassandra Clare

Helen Blackthorn- The Dark Artifices trilogy by Cassandra Clare

Raphael Santiago- The Shadowhunters Chronicles by Cassandra Clare

Cameron Post- The Miseducation of Cameron Post by Emily Danforth

Marit Dzmare- A Memory Called Empire by Arkady Martine

Three Seagrass- A Memory Called Empire by Arkady Martine

Murderbot- The Murderbot Diaries by Martha Wells

Neek (NYC)- The Great Cities Duology by NK Jemisin

Bronca- The Great Cities Duology by NK Jemisin

Nijiri- The Killing Moon by NK Jemisin

Nicky Hemmick- All For The Game by Nora Sakavic

Erik Klose- All For The Game by Nora Sakavic

Csorwe- The Unspoken Name by AK Larkwood

Gyre Price- The Luminous Dead by Caitlin Starling

Aster- An Unkindness of Ghosts by Rivers Solomon

Hanne Brum- King of Scars duology by Leigh Bardugo

Kuwei Yul-Bo- Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

Tolya Yul-Bataar- Shadow and Bone by Leigh Bardugo

Chih- The Singing Hills Cycle by Nghi Vo

Blue- This is How You Lose the Time War by Max Gladstone & Amal El-Mohtar

Red- This is How You Lose the Time War by Max Gladstone & Amal El-Mohtar

Xie Lian- Heaven’s Official Blessing / Tian Guan Ci Fu by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Hua Cheng- Heaven’s Official Blessing / Tian Guan Ci Fu by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Wei Wuxian- Mo Dao Zu Shi/Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Lan Wangji- Mo Dao Zu Shi/Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Mo Xuanyu- Mo Dao Zu Shi/Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Shen Qingqiu- Scum Villain's Self-Saving System/Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Luo Binghe- Scum Villain's Self-Saving System/Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Shang Qinghua- Scum Villain's Self-Saving System/Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Mobei-Jun- Scum Villain's Self-Saving System/Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Oliver Marks- If We Were Villains by M. L. Rio

Alexander Vass- If We Were Villains by M. L. Rio

Colin Hyland- If We Were Villains by M. L. Rio

James Farrow- If We Were Villains by M. L. Rio

Rune Saint John- The Tarot Sequence by KD Edwards

Addam Saint Nicholas- The Tarot Sequence by KD Edwards

Layne Dawncreek- The Tarot Sequence by KD Edwards

Ciaran- The Tarot Sequence by KD Edwards

Zurah Saint Joseph- The Tarot Sequence by KD Edwards

Quinn Saint Nicholas- The Tarot Sequence by KD Edwards

Celia Lang- These Violent Delights by Chloe Gong

Marshall Seo- These Violent Delights by Chloe Gong

Rosalind Lang- Foul Lady Fortune by Chloe Gong

Ben De Backer- I Wish You All the Best by Mason Deaver

Nathan Allen- I Wish You All The Best by Mason Deaver

Smith Parker- I Kissed Shara Wheeler by Casey McQuiston

Rory Heron- I Kissed Shara Wheeler by Casey McQuiston

Chloe Green- I Kissed Shara Wheeler by Casey McQuiston

Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor- Red White and Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston

August Landry- One Last Stop by Casey McQuiston

Relius- The King of Attolia by Megan Whalen Turner

Piper McLean- Heroes of Olympus by Rick Riordan

Reyna Avilla Ramirez-Arellano- Heroes of Olympus by Rick Riordan

Magnus Chase- Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard by Rick Riordan

Piper- Paladin's Hope by T. Kingfisher

Eadaz uq Nara- The Priory of the Orange Tree by Samantha Shannon

Rath- Tournament of Losers by Megan Derr

Jordan Hennessy (the original)- The Dreamer Trilogy by Maggie Stiefvater

Carmen Farooq-Lane- The Dreamer Trilogy by Maggie Stiefvater

Victor Vale- Vicious by VE Schwab

Rhy Maresh- A Darker Shade of Magic by VE Schwab

Percy Newton- The Montague Siblings by Mackenzi Lee

Felicity Montague- The Montague Siblings by Mackenzi Lee

Fatma el-Sha’arawi- A Master of Djinn by P. Djèlí Clark

Wyatt Croft- The Witch King by HE Edgmond

Elliot Schafer- In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan

Lucifer- Angels Before Man by Rafael Nicolás

Jamshid e-Pramukh- The Daevabad Trilogy/The City of Brass by Shannon Chakraborty

Kiem Tegnar- Winter's Orbit by Everina Maxwell

Jainan Nav Adessari- Winter's Orbit by Everina Maxwell

Tennalhin "Tennal" Halkana- Ocean's Echo by Everina Maxwell

Little Ash- When The Angels Left The Old Country by Sacha Lamb

Uriel- When The Angels Left The Old Country by Sacha Lamb

Ophelia- To Be Or Not To Be by Ryan North

Qiyan Agula- Jing Wei Qing Shang by Please Don't Laugh

Chester Sibley- Holly and Oak by R. Cooper

Vanya Schmidt- Little Thieves by Margaret Owen

Chu Wanning- The Husky And His White Cat Shizun by Meatbun Doesn't Eat Meat

Gu Mang- Remnants of Filth by Meatbun Doesn't Eat Meat

Benji- Hell Followed With Us by Andrew Joseph White

Francis Abernathy- The Secret History by Donna Tartt

Theo Decker- The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt

Boris Pavlokovsky- The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt

Dedicate Rosethorn- Circle of Magic series by Tamora Pierce

Vanyel Ashkevron- The Last Herald Mage by Mercedes Lackey

Richard St Vier- Swordspoint by Ellen Kushner

Alec Campion- Swordspoint by Ellen Kushner

Katherine Talbert- The Privilege of the Sword by Ellen Kushner

Seonid Traighan- The Wheel of Time by Robert Jordan

Algarin Pendaloan- The Wheel of Time by Robert Jordan

Zhao Yunlan- Guardian / Zhen Hun by Priest

Shen Wei- Guardian / Zhen Hun by Priest

Zhou Zishu- Faraway Wanderers / Tian Ya Ke by Priest

Wen Kexing- Faraway Wanderers / Tian Ya Ke by Priest

Jing Beiyuan- Lord Seventh / Qi Ye by Priest

Wu Xi- Lord Seventh / Qi Ye by Priest

Daisy Wells- Murder Most Unladylike by Robin Stevens

Wu Zetian- Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao

Li Shimin- Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao

Gao Yizhi- Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao

Raff Barden- One Night in Hartswood by Emma Denny

Penn de Foucart- One Night in Hartswood by Emma Denny

Lestat de Lioncourt- The Vampire Chronicles by Anne Rice

Louis de Pointe du Lac- The Vampire Chronicles by Anne Rice

Nicolas de Lenfent- The Vampire Chronicles by Anne Rice

Harry Cameron- The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid

Celia St. James- The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid

Dorian- The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern

Zachary Ezra Rawlins- The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern

Katrina "Kat" Hawkins- The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern

Tsukiko- The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern

Countess Carmilla Karnstein- Carmilla by Sheridan Le Fanu

Mac Coyle- Paper Girls by Brian K. Vaughan

K.J. Brandman- Paper Girls by Brian K. Vaughan

Kade Bronson- Wayward Children by Seanan McGuire

Jack Wolcott- Wayward Children by Seanan McGuire

Nancy Whitman- Wayward Children by Seanan McGuire

Skulldeath- Malazan Book of the Fallen by Steven Erikson

Lucifer- Murder Mysteries by Neil Gaiman

Kantam Sy- The High Republic: Midnight Horizon by Daniel José Older

Yana Ro- The High Republic: Path of Deceit/ Path of Vengeance by Tessa Gratton, Justina Ireland, and Cavan Scott

Matty Cathley- Path of Vengeance by Cavan Scott

Chellwinark Frethylrin (Fret)- Battle Scars by Sam Maggs

Nightsister Merrin- Jedi: Battle Scars by Sam Maggs

Kor Plouth- Path of Deceit by Justina Ireland and Tessa Gratton

Ty Yorrick- The Rising Storm by Cavan Scott

Theron Shan- Annihilation by Drew Karpyshyn

Lula Talisola- The High Republic: Midnight Horizon by Daniel José Older

Zeen Mrala- The High Republic: Midnight Horizon by Daniel José Older

Alys “Crash” Ongwa- The High Republic: Midnight Horizon by Daniel José Older

Vernestra Rwoh- The High Republic: A Test of Courage by Justina Ireland

Jordanna Sparkburn- Out of the Shadows by Justina Ireland

Sylvestri Yarrow- Out of the Shadows by Justina Ireland

Vi Moradi- Galaxy’s Edge: Black Spire by Delilah S Dawson

Kitrep Soh- The High Republic: The Rising Storm by Cavan Scott

Marda Ro- The High Republic: Path of Deceit by Justina Ireland and Tessa Gratton

Sky Graf- Quest for Planet X by Tessa Gratton

Cohmac Vitus- High Republic by Claudia Gray, Justina Ireland, and Daniel José Older

Saya Keem- The High Republic by Daniel José Older

Chase Wilsorr- From A Certain Point Of View: The Empire Strikes Back by C.B. Lee

Jordan Smythe- From A Certain Point Of View: The Empire Strikes Back by C.B. Lee

Nathaniel J. Northland- Hunger Pangs: True Love Bites by Joy Demorra

Vlad Blutstein- Hunger Pangs: True Love Bites by Joy Demorra

Lady Ursula- Hunger Pangs: True Love Bites by Joy Demorra

Valkyr "Kyr" Marston- Some Desperate Glory by Emily Tesh

Magnus "Mags" Marston- Some Desperate Glory by Emily Tesh

Avicenna "Avi"- Some Desperate Glory by Emily Tesh

Phèdre nó Delaunay- Kushiel's Legacy series by Jacqueline Carey

Daniel da Silva- Think of England by KJ Charles

Celie- The Color Purple by Alice Walker

Marian Hayes- The Perfect Crimes of Marian Hayes by Cat Sebastian

Evred "Sponge" Montrei-vayir- Inda (series) by Sherwood Smith

Winter Ihernglass- Shadow Campaigns (series) by Django Wexler

Anastacia Alcroft LeBlanc- The Rosewood Chronicles by Connie Glynn

Binah Fae- The Rosewood Chronicles by Connie Glynn

Gordo Livingstone- Green Creek Series by TJ Klune

Oxnard Mattheson- Green Creek Series by TJ Klune

Robbie Fontaine - Green Creek Series by TJ Klune

Gavin Livingstone- Green Creek Series by TJ Klune

Mark Bennett- Green Creek Series by TJ Klune

Joe Bennett- Green Creek Series by TJ Klune

Kelly Bennett- Green Creek Series by TJ Klune

Carter Bennett- Green Creek Series by TJ Klune

Wallace Price- Under the Whispering Door by TJ Klune

Hugo Freeman- Under the Whispering Door by TJ Klune

Ettian Nassun- Bonds of Brass by Emily Skrutskie

Gal Ump Ember- Bonds of Brass by Emily Skrutskie

Scholar Christopher Wolfe- The Great Library Series by Rachel Caine

Captain Niccolo Santi- The Great Library Series by Rachel Caine

Corin Cadence- Arcane Ascension by Andrew Rowe

Sheridan "Deni" Theas- Arcane Ascension by Andrew Rowe

Zhu Chongba- She Who Became the Sun by Shelley Parker-Chan

Mar León de la Rosa- The Wicked Bargain by Gabe Cole Novoa

Danny Tozer- Dreadnought by April Daniels

Aristotle Mendoza-Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Sáenz

Vivienne “Vivi” Duarte- The Cruel Prince/Folk of the Air by Holly Black

Benjamin “Ben” Evans- The Darkest Part of the Forest by Holly Black

Bram Greenfeld- Simon vs the Homosapiens Agenda by Becky Albertelli

Humaira Khan- Hani and Ishu's Guide to Fake Dating by Adiba Jaigirdar

Ishita Dey- Hani and Ishu's Guide to Fake Dating by Adiba Jaigirdar

Max Owen- Magical Boy by The Kao

Elouise “Lou” Parker- Hot Dog Girl by Jennifer Dugan

Ari Helix- Once & Future by Amy Rose Capetta and Cori McCarthy

Queer Book Ship Tournament 2023:

Ronan Lynch/Adam Parrish- The Raven Cycle

Carmen Farooq-Lane/Jordan Hennessy (original)- The Dreamer Trilogy

Rune Saint John/Addam Saint Nicholas-The Tarot Sequence

Nina Zenik/Hanne Brum- King of Scars

Nadia Zhabin/Tamar Kir-Bataar- Ruin and Rising/King of Scars

Jesper Fahey/Wylan Van Eck- Six of Crows

Simon Snow/Baz Pitch- Carry On

Agatha Wellbelove/Niamh Brody- Any Way the Wind Blows

Eadaz uq-Nāra/Sabran Berethnet- The Priory of the Orange Tree

Alec Lightwood x Magnus Bane- The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Cristina Mendoza Rosales/Mark Blackthorn/Kieran Kingson- The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Thomas Lightwood/Alastair Carstairs- The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Helen Blackthorn/Aline Penhallow- The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Anna Lightwood/Ari Bridgestock- The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Captain Niccoli Santi/Scholar Christopher Wolfe- The Great Library

Ambrose Cusk/Kodiak Celius- The Darkness Outside Us

Henry "Monty" Montague/Percy Newton- The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue(The Montague Siblings)

Alistair Lowe/Gavin Grieve- All of Us Villains

Nico di Angelo/Will Solace- Percy Jackson Series

Magnus Chase/Alex Fierro- Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard

Oxnard Mattheson/Joe Bennet- Wolfsong

Gordo Livingstone/Mark Bennet- Green Creek Series

Robbie Fontaine/Kelly Bennet- Green Creek Series

Timberwolf(Gavin Livingstone)/Carter Bennet- Green Creek Series

Linus Baker/Arthur Parnassus- The House in the Cerulean Sea

Nick Bell/Seth Gray- The Extraordinaries

Wallace Price/Hugo Freeman- Under the Whispering Door

Constanta/Alexi/Magdelena- A Dowry of Blood

Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard- All For The Game

Nicky Hemmick/Erik Klose- All For The Game

Rhy Maresh/Alucard Emery- A Darker Shade of Magic

Addie LaRue/Sam- The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

Addie LaRue/Henry Strauss- The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

Crier/Ayla- Crier’s War

Will Battle/Chester Sibley- Holly and Oak

Kiem Tegnar/Jainan nav Adessari- Winter's Orbit

Tennal Halkana/Surit Yeni- Ocean's Echo

Robin Blyth/Edwin Courcey- A Marvelous Light

Maud Blyth/Violet Debenham- A Restless Truth

Priya/Malini- The Jasmine Throne

Ancel/Berenger- Pet

Lesto Arseni/Shemal- The Pirate of Fathoms Deep

Gideon Nav/Harrowhark Nonagesimus- The Locked Tomb

John Gaius/Augustine the First/Mercymorn the First- The Locked Tomb

Kadou Mahisti/Evemer Hoskadem- A Taste of Gold and Iron

Alyce/Aurora- Malice

Wei Wuxian/Lan Wangji- Mo Dao Zu Shi/Grand Master of Demonic Cultivation

Xie Lian/Hua Cheng- Heaven Official's Blessing/Tian Guan Ci Fu

Shen Qingqiu/Luo Binghe- The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System/ Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong

Shang Qinghua/Mobei-Jun- The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System/ Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong

Sam Haversford(Sam of Wilds)/Knight Commander Ryan Foxheart- The Lightning Struck Heart

Wu Zetian/ Li Shimin/Gao Yizhi- Iron Widow

Wyatt Croft/Emyr North- The Witch King

Marshall Seo/Benedikt Montagov- These Violent Delights

Elliot Schafer/Luke Sunborn- In Other Lands

Moiraine Damodred/Siuan Sanche- Wheel of Time

Jessica Tran/Abby Jones- Not Your Sidekick

Miles Singer/Tristan Hunter- Witchmark (Kingston Cycle)

August Landry/Jane Su- One Last Stop

Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor- Red, White, and Royal Blue

Chloe Green/Shara Wheeler- I Kissed Shara Wheeler

Jack Zimmermann/Eric "Bitty" Bittle- Check, Please!

Richard St Vier/Alec Campion- Swordspoint

Saraquael/Carasel- Murder Mysteries

Aristotle Mendoza/Dante Quintana- Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of The Universe

Nick Nelson and Charlie Spring- Heartstopper

Tara Jones/Darcy Olsson- Heartstopper

Jimmy Kaga-Ricci/Lister Bird- I Was Born For This

Pip Quintana/Rooney Bach- Loveless

Aled Last/Daniel Jun- Radio Silence

Zhou ZiShu/Wen KeXing- Tian Ye Ke (Faraway Wanderers)

Cassandra Igarashi/Laura Wilson- The Wicked + The Divine

Baal/Inanna- The Wicked + the Divine

Hunter/Serpentine- Neverwhere

Tim Te Maro/Elliott Parker- Tim Te Maro and the Subterranean Heartsick Blues

Oliver Marks/James Farrow- If We Were Villains

Alexander Vass/Colin Hyland- If We Were Villains

Zachary Ezra Rawlins/Dorian- The Starless Sea

Evelyn Hugo/Celia St James- The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo

Thaniel Steepleton/Keita Mori- The Watchmaker of Filigree Street

Joe Tournier/Missouri Kite- The Kingdoms

Nasir Alexander "Nax" Hall/Rion William Kwesi Turner- The Disasters

Laura Hollis/Carmilla Karnstein- Carmilla

Zhu Chongba/Ma Xiuying- She Who Became The Sun

Luc O'Donnell/Oliver Blackwood- Boyfriend Material

Mahit Dzmare/Three Seagrass- A Desolation Called Peace

Aaron Slaughter/Jace Boucher- House of Slaughter

KJ Brandman/Mac Coyle- Paper Girls

Red/Blue- This Is How You Lose The Time War

Rosemary Harper/Sissix Seshkethet- The Long Way to a Small Angry Planet

Maurice Hall/Alec Scudder- Maurice

Zachary Ying / Simon Li- Zachary Ying and the Dragon Emperor

Simon Spier/Bram Greengrass- Simon vs the Homosapiens Agenda

Imogen Scott/Tessa Minsky- Imogen Obviously

Leah Burke/Abby Suso- Leah on the Offbeat

Maya/Claire- Far From the Tree

Susan Smith/Becky- The War that Saved My Life

Tanner Scott/Sebastian Brother- Autoboyography

Erland Fournier /Gunnar Fuglestad- The Reckless Kind

Eli Rodriguez/Alex Price- Like Real People Do

Linnéa Wallin/Vanessa Dahl- The Circle (The Engelsfors Trilogy)

Balthamos/Baruch- His Dark Materials

Salim/The Jinn- American Gods

Jack Wolcott/Alexis Chopper- Wayward Children Series

Damianos (Damen)/Laurent- Captive Prince

Jack/August- The Wicker King

Yadriel Vélez Flores/Julian Diaz- Cemetery Boys

Henry Silver/Tobias Finch- Silver in the Wood

Uriel/Ashmedai "Little Ash"- When the Angels Left the Old Country

Vanja Schmidt/Emeric Conrad- Little Thieves

Cooper Dayton/Oliver Park- A Wolf at the Door

Sundew/Willow- Wings of Fire/The Poison Jungle

Scarlett Clark/Mina Pierce- They Never Learn

Remy Pendergast/Xiaodong Song/Zidan Malekh- Silver Under Nightfall

Teodora di Sangro/Cielo- The Brilliant Death/The Storm of Life

Ruben Montez/Zach Knight- If This Gets Out

Charlie Winshaw/Dev Deshpande- The Charm Offensive

Shizuka Satomi/Lan Tran- Light from Uncommon Stars

Lily Hu/Kathleen "Kath" Miller- Last Night at the Telegraph Club

Miri/Leah- Our Wives Under the Sea

Ryann Bird/Alexandria Macallough- The Weight of the Stars

Aurelia “Lia”/Xania Bayonn- Queen of Coin and Whispers

Ben/Severin- The Darkest Part of the Forest

Rebecca Laughlin/Theadora Calligaris- The Inheritance Games

Shadi/Zoya- The Bone Witch

Daniela “Dani” Vargas/Carmen Santos- We Set the Dark on Fire

Arlo Jarsdel/Nausicaä Kraken- A Dark and Hollow Star (Hollow Star Saga)

Vehan Lysterne/Aurelian Bessel- Hollow Star Saga

Patroclus and Achilles- The Song of Achilles

Nova Huang/Tam Lang- Mooncakes

Humaira Khan/Ishita Dey- Hani and Ishu's Guide to Fake Dating

Charlotte Thompson/Sutton Spencer- Those Who Wait

Tavra/Onica- The Dark Crystal

Ettian Nassun/Gal Ump Ember- Bonds of Brass/Bloodright Trilogy

Baru Cormorant/Tain Hu- The Traitor Baru Cormorant

Zhao Yunlan/Shen Wei- Guardian/Zhen Hun

Ben de Backer/Nathan Allen- I Wish You All The Best

Ash/Kaisa- Ash

Annie Kenyon/Liza Winthrop- Annie on my Mind

Esbar Uq-Nãra/Tunuva Melim- A Day Of Fallen Night

Noziken Pa Dumai/Kuposa Pa Nikeya- A Day Of Fallen Night

Mateo Torres/Rufus Emeterio- They Both Die at the End

Mara/Charlie- Girl Made of Stars

Nora Flood/Robin Vote- Nightwood

Avicenna "Avi"/Magnus Marston- Some Desperate Glory

Valery Kolkhanov/Konstantin Shenkov- The Half Life of Valery K

Delilah Green/Claire Sutherland- Delilah Green Doesn’t Care

Cas Leung/Swift Kent- The Abyss Surrounds Us/The Edge of Abyss

Julian Fromme/Paul Fleischer- These Violent Delights

Vivienne (Vivi) Duarte/Heather- The Cruel Prince/Folk of the Air

Tiernan/ Hyacinth- The Stolen Heir

Lottie Pumpkin/Ellie Wolf- The Rosewood Chronicles

April May/Maya- An Absolutely Remarkable Thing/A Beautifully Foolish Endeavor

Theo Decker/Boris Pavlikovsky- The Goldfinch

Scottie Zajac/Irene Abraham- She Drives Me Crazy

William Loxley/John Thorncress- The Faerie Hounds of York

Queer Book Character Tournament the first 2023:

Yamilet Flores-The Lesbianas Guide to Catholic School

Aristotle Mendoz-Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

Dante Quintana-Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

Alex Claremont-Diaz- Red White and Royal Blue

Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor- Red White and Royal Blue

Rafael Luna- Red White and Royal Blue

Adam Parrish- The Raven Cycle

Ronan Lynch- The Raven Cycle

Jordan Hennessy (the original) - The Raven Cycle/The Dreamer Trilogy

Jordan Hennessy (the dream) - The Raven Cycle/The Dreamer Trilogy

Carmen Farooq-Lane- The Dreamer Trilogy

Wylan Van Eck- Six of Crows

Jesper Fahey- Six of Crows

Nina Zenik- Six of Crows/King of Scars

Neil Josten- All For The Game

Andrew Minyard- All For The Game

Nicky Hemmick- All For The Game

Gideon Nav- The Locked Tomb

Pyrrha Dve- The Locked Tomb

Judith Deuteros- The Locked Tomb

Harrowhark Nonagesimus- The Locked Tomb

Ianthe Tridentarius- The Locked Tomb

Augustine the First- The Locked Tomb

Nona- The Locked Tomb

Yadriel Vélez Flores- Cemetery Boys

Achilles- Song of Achilles

Practroclus- Song of Achilles

Lucien O'Donnell- Boyfriend Material

Evelyn Hugo- The SevenHusbands of Evelyn Hugo

Celia St. James- The SevenHusbands of Evelyn Hugo

Harry Cameron- The SevenHusbands of Evelyn Hugo

Simon Snow- Carry On

Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch (Baz Pitch)- Carry On

Libby Rhodes- The Atlas Six

Tristan Caine- The Atlas Six

Parisa Kamali- The Atlas Six

Reina Mori- The Atlas Six

Callum Nova- The Atlas Six

Nico de Varona- The Atlas Six

Gideon Drake- The Atlas Six

Julian Diaz- Cemetery Boys

Flaca Gonzales- Cemetery Boys

Oliver Marks- If We Were Villains

James Farrow- If We Were Villains

Alexander Vass- If We Were Villains

Nico di Angelo- Percy Jackson & The Olympians

Will Solace- Percy Jackson & The Olympians

Alex Fierro- Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard

Reyna Avilla Ramirez-Arellano- Heroes of Olympus

Piper McLean- Heroes of Olympus/Trials of Apollo

Apollo- Trials of Apollo

Sophia Grimmins- Cinderella is Dead

Constance- Cinderella is Dead

Zachary Ezra Rawlins- The Starless Sea

Dorian- The Starless Sea

Georgia Warr- Loveless

Elliot Schaefer- In Other Lands

Rune Saint John- The Tarot Sequence

Ciaran- The Tarot Sequence

Layne Dawncreek - The Tarot Sequence

Max Saint John- The Tarot Sequence

Eric Bittle- Check, Please!

Jack Zimmermann- Check, Please!

Avi Cantor- Avi Cantor Has Six Months to Live

Wyatt Croft- The Witch King

Clover Martinez- The Last 8

August Landry- One Last Stop

Jane Su- One Last Stop

Wes- One Last Stop

Victor Vale- Vicious

Jonathan Bane- Jon's Downright Ridiculous Shooting Case

Donovan Havili- Jon's Downright Ridiculous Shooting Case

Nathaniel Thorn- Sorcery of Thorns

Katrien Quillworthy- Sorcery of Thorns

Devon Murphy- The Rowan Harbor Cycle series

Fletcher Lane- The Rowan Harbor Cycle series

Josh- Ghostly Guardians series

Connor- Ghostly Guardians series

Skye- Ghostly Guardians series

Teag Logan- Deadly Curiosities series

Simon Kincaide- Badlands series

Shaesarenna Nightvn- The Necromancer's Light

Blue Billings- Black & Blue series

Kane Montgomery- Reverie

Gideon Holiday- The Geek Who Saved Christmas

Nyah (Shattergirl)- Shattered

Aiden Carlisle- Conflict of Interest

Nick Nelson- Heartstopper

Charlie Spring- Heartstopper

Tori Spring- Solitaire, Hearstopper

Tara Jones- Heartstopper

Darcy Olsson- Heartstopper

Elle Argent- Heartstopper

Aled Last- Heartstopper

Patrick- My heart is a little wild thing

Jackson- The Boy from the Mish

Miri- Our wives under the sea

Leah- Our wives under the sea

Charlie Winshaw- Charm offensive

Sezly Ruedotter- Leagues and Legends

Sally-Anne- Leagues and Legends

Leaf Fenn- Leagues and Legends

Red Uyeda- Leagues and Legends

Nita Sanchez- Market of Monsters

Kovit Sangwaraporn- Market of Monsters

Alec Lightwood - The mortal instruments series/ the eldest curses trilogy

Mark Blackthorn - The Dark Artifices, The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Magnus Bane- The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Kieran Kingson- The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Ari Bridgestock- The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Lily Chen- The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Cristina Mendoza-Rosales- The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Ty Blackthorn- The Shadowhunter Chronicles/The Dark Artifices

Julian Blackthorn- The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Helen Blackthorn- The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Raphael Santiago- The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Aline Penhallow- The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Kit Herondale- Queen of Air and Darkness/Shadowhunters Chronicles

Diana Wrayburn- The Dark Artifices/The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Arati Bridgestock- The Last Hours/The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Anna Lightwood- The Last Hours/ The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Alastair Carstairs- The Last Hours (series) Chain of Gold, The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Kiem Tegnar- Winter's Orbit

Jainan nav Adessari- Winter's Orbit

Felicity Montague- The Montague Siblings

Percy Newton- The Montague Siblings

Robin Blessing- A Little Blessing

Chass- The Fallen King's Penitent Soldier

Murderbot- All Systems Red

Edwin Courcey- A Marvelous Light

Robin Blyth- A Marvelous Light

Cliopher Mdang- The Hands of the Emperor

Seregil- Luck in the Shadows

Alucard Emery- A Darker Shade of Magic

Rhy Maresh- A Darker Shade of Magic

Kathleen/Celia Lang- These Violent Delights

Teo, son of Quetzal- The Sunbearer Trials

Maud Blyth- A Restless Truth

Ben De Backer- I Wish You All the Best

Luke Sunborn- In Other Lands

Viv- Legends & Lattes

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Anytime, Sweetheart (Remastered)- Part Four

Pairing: JDM x OFC (RPF)SERIES WARNINGS: (not specific to each chapter): violence, implied sexual assault, drug use, drinking, smut, murder, cursing, age-gap relationships, power dynamics, angst, slight slow burn, cheating... will update warnings as needed. AUTHOR'S NOTE: this is a rewrite! I originally wrote this, which can still be found in my master list, years and years ago and finally have decided to spruce it up a bit. This will be in third person POV and updated to be less... cringy as the original. Please let me know if you would like to be tagged. I haven't written anything serious in years so this is me dipping my toes back in :) Face credit for OC is Taylor Momsen :) Tag List: @coffee-obsessed-writer @kazosa @lovetusklovetusk @sorenmarie87 @smoothdogsgirl

Another two months had passed since she had last seen Jeffery. They texted almost every day, though, even with how hectic their schedules were. Jeffrey even sent her a bouquet of black roses for her birthday in November.

It was the beginning of a Wednesday night shift for Kylin, two weeks before Christmas. She was behind the bar getting it ready when Andrea came running up to her with her phone in her hand. She waved it frantically in Kylin’s face, pointing at the screen. In the months they’d been apart, they’d never managed to actually be able to take a phone call from one another. It had been forever since she heard his voice.

She snatched the phone from her friend and answered quickly, not able to stop the stutter that came out with her “Hello?”

“What’re you doin’?” Came his deep drawl. Kylin could picture the smirk he would have.

Her cheeks instantly flushed a bright red color, and she turned away from Andrea after sending her off with a wave of her hand. The girl pouted, but trotted off to finish what she had been doing when Kylin turned away.

“Workin,” Kylin answered finally, and propped her phone between her cheek and shoulder to resume the task she had started.

“I figured, You busy?”

“Not at the moment, not open yet,” Kylin replied as she began to fill the freezer with ice from the bucket.

“I bet you look good as fuck in that little tank top,” He flirted, “and those itty bitty shorts.”

“They actually let us wear pants in the winter, thankfully.” She giggled back before picking up a case of beer with a grunt, the bottles clinking together loudly.

“Don’t hurt yourself there, little one,” Jeffrey teased

“Pfft, Screw you, old man.” Kylin jabbed as she pulled the bottles out of the box and pushed them into the icy cooler. He gasped in mock offense and let out a fake whine.

“Hurt my heart, baby doll. Don’t be mean.” His voice was gruff, but there was a playfulness as he spoke that gave her butterflies.

“Awh, is Jeffrey Dean Morgan insecure?” She taunted confidently.

“Respect your elders.” He growled lightly before changing the subject, “What are you doing for Christmas?”

“Family dinner at the parents. Jay and Danni are bringing the twinsies!”

“New Years?” He tried again.

“Nothing besides me and Netflix,” She replied as she tossed the empty box in the nearby garbage, “Why, what’s up?”

“Come to New York”

Kylin’s eyes widened and she almost dropped the bottle in her hand, “What?”

“Come to New York,” He repeated, a nervousness about him, “Please?”

“Uhh…” She started, but trailed off trying to gather her wits.

‘What the actual fuck is this?’ She thought, dumbfounded. Sure, she had naturally developed a crush on him. He put forth the effort of contacting her every day, said sweet things and they had constantly flirted with each other. The attraction was impossible to deny.

And of course, he was Jeffrey Dean Motherfucking Morgan.

Kylin had it in her mind, though, that even with all of that, it was just a friendship. Nothing more than the occasional flirt with someone who he’d seen in a dark place and wanted to make feel better. Surely he had better things to do on New Years than hang out with his friend’s baby sister.

“Come on,” He said after a few moments of silence.

“Why?” She asked, setting the bottle down on the counter and gripping her phone tight.

“What do you mean, why? I haven’t seen you in months.” He sounded slightly offended.

“So?” She was in disbelief.

“‘So’?” Jeffrey repeated with a sarcastic tone, clearly irritated, “Really? Okay, I guess. Sorry for asking. I just wanted to see you. Never mind, I’ll let you get back to work.”

“Jeff, wait,” She said quickly, hoping he wouldn’t hang up. The phone didn’t cut out, but there was still silence on the other end, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for it to come out that way. I meant it as more of a ‘Why would you want to see me for New Years’” Her heart raced in her chest.

“Why wouldn’t I want to see you?” Jeff inquired, his voice lighter, but still slightly on edge.

She hadn’t even realized that the club had opened until one of her regulars, Tom, took his spot at the end of her bar. He held up his finger for a beer and she gave him a nod, turning to dig one out of the bottom of the cooler.

“Hold on just a sec, Jeff.” She said quickly and pulled the phone away from her face before glaring at Tom, “It’s $3.75 tonight, douchebag. Don’t be fuckin’ cheap.” She pointed at the older man as she saw him pull out a lonely five dollar bill from his wallet. He flipped her off with a roll of his eyes and replaced it with a ten.

“That’s more like it,” She said before she lifted the phone back to her ear, “Sorry, cheap ass old man. And maybe because there are a thousand other things and people and women you’d want to ring in the new year with than little ol’ me?”

Jeffrey let out a bark of a laugh, and the tension lifted.

“How would I even get there?” Kylin asked as she stepped away from Tom to the other end of the bar.

“On a plan, duh.” He said. He made it sound like the most obvious thing in the world.

“You do realize that tickets from Texas to New York are like a grand, right? I just now got caught up on my light bill, Mr. Movie Star.” She replied with a scratch to the back of her head.

“Good thing you know a movie star then, huh, baby doll?” He said, once again like it was that obvious.

“I can’t allow you to do that, babe.” She protested.

“No one allows me to do anything, dear.” He said, his voice a low gruff that made her heart race again. She sighed in defeat.

“Fine, I guess I can’t say no, huh?” She asked while she rolled her eyes.

“I mean, you can, but I’d much rather you didn’t. I don’t want to have to beg.” Jeff replied with a wolfish tone.

“I guess send me the details, then.” she sighed as three more customers approached her bar, “I’ve got to go. Gotta work.”

“Rob ‘em blind, baby girl.” He chuckled.

“Always do.”

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Christmas dinner was a success, but the drama came afterwards. As Kylin and her mom finished putting the leftovers away while Danni and the kids were playing in the living room with the rest of the family, Jensen strolled into the kitchen with her phone in his hand.

“Something you wanna tell me, Ky?” He scowled, scrolling through what appeared to be her messages. She instantly stopped what she was doing and rushed him. She leapt into the air to grab her phone that he had raised above his head.

“Give me my fucking phone, Jens. I’m not playing.” She seethed as she attempted to grab the device.

“YOu’re going to fucking New York with him?!” Jensen shouted, his voice booming through the vaulted ceiling.

“Jensen Ross!” Their mother scolded as she hit him with a dishtowel, “Give your sister her phone back, now!”

“Who’s him?” Mackenzie and Josh questioned together as they appeared in the room with their pie plates in hand.

All of her family members were staring at her in anticipation.

“One of mine and Jay’s friends, that’s all!” She answered with a huff, turning towards Jensen, “Mind your fucking business, dude!”

“It’s fucking Jeffrey, of course it’s a big deal, Kylin!” Jensen retorted hotly, his face scrunched up in annoyance.

“He’s uh, a little older than you, don’t you think, sis?” Their dad offered. He cleared his throat and gave her a look of concern.

“We’re just friends, guys. We talk, so what? I’ve seen him once in six months. It’s not like we’ve even gone on a date!” Kylin replied.

“She’s a grown woman, Jens. She can make her own decisions,” said her mom as she tried to defend her daughter.

“Yeah, well, the last decision she made towards a man got her ass beat and I almost had to murder someone.” Jensen seethed as he pointed at Kylin with a glare.

Everyone in the room either gasped, or went completely silent. Her parents jerked their heads around to face her, and Josh’s mouth dropped open. Tears immediately spilled from Kylin’s eyes at the sound of her brother’s betrayal. She had made him, and everyone else, promise to never tell them about the bullshit with Anthony.

“Fuck you, Jensen. Seriously. Fuck. You.” She roared as she stalked forward. She poked him in the chest with her finger, “I’m going to see Jeff for New Years, and I’m going to have a good time, and guess what, brother? There’s nothing you can do about it.”

She shoved passed him and walked out of the house.

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She had been running around like crazy all night when she heard her name called over the loud speakers to report to the DJ booth. With a roll of her eyes she put the case of wine down on the cooler and motioned for the barback to take over for her. As she made her way across the club, she felt the sensation of being watched. When she finally made it through the crowd of people, she saw why.

Jeffrey stood there, leaned against the booth. His eyes smoldered as a grin appeared on his face. He ran his tongue over his teeth and pushed himself off the wall, holding his arms open wide.

“What are you doing here?” Kylin gasped, wrapping her arms around his waist as he enveloped her in a tight embrace.

“What do you think I’m doing?” He laughed, kissing her forehead while he squeezed her.

Kylin pulled away and smirked at him, suspicion in her eyes. She led across the club and back to her bar and got him a beer as he found a spot. She also poured him a hefty shot of whiskey, and clinked her glass with his.

“So… spill,” She said, eyes narrowed.

“Jensen called me.” He started with a deep sigh. Kyin groaned and rolled her eyes while she reached for the bottle again.

“So what? You’re here to tell me nevermind?” She asked as she poured another round of shots.

“Ha,” Jeffrey barked. He ran his hand over his beard and shook his head, “More like make sure you’d still be at the airport tomorrow.”

The two toasted again and Kylin ran her finger along the rim of the glass in front of her, “Really?”

“Really,” Jeff assured before he took a sip from his beer.

“Where you staying tonight?” Kylin inquired a bit later as she was starting to get ready to close down the bar.

“Was gonna get a room. Came straight here from the airport.” Jeffrey replied as he scrolled through his phone.

“That’s dumb, just stay with me.” Kylin shrugged as she wiped down the bar.

He wiggled his eyebrows at her and licked his lips as he let his eyes roam her.

She smacked him with the towel in her hand, “On the couch, Casanova.”

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The next morning, Kylin woke up and ventured into the living room to find Jeff still asleep , his back nuzzled into the back of the couch. She smirked at the sound of his soft snores before she made her way into the kitchen to start coffee and breakfast.

She was bent over as she dug through her refrigerator when his husky drawl came from behind her, “Well, I could get used to that view first thing in the morning.”

Her head instantly shot up and knocked itself against the opening of the door, “Ah, motherfucker, warn someone.”

She rubbed the top of her head as she turned around to face Jeffrey, who was leaning against her counter with a grin, “Sorry, darlin’. Didn’t mean to startle you.”

“Mhm, I’m sure,” She replied, flicking him on the shoulder, “I made coffee, it should almost be done. You hungry?”

“I could eat,” He answered as he opened a cabinet to look for a mug, “You makin’ pancakes?”

She gave him a smirk before getting to work.

“God damn, girl, you ate as much as me!” Jeff said as he sat back in the chair and rubbed his belly.

“My soul is a spokesperson for gastric bypass.” She deadpanned before standing up to clear the table. His face was eye level with her chest as she reached across to get his plate, and his eyes gravitated to that area while he licked his lips. Kylin could almost swear she heard something similar to a low growl come from his throat. She quickly took the plate from his hand and turned around for the kitchen before the red in her cheeks darkened.

“Flights at 3:30, are you packed?” Jeff asked when he joined her a moment later at the sink.

“Errr, not entirely?” She definitely hadn’t even started.

Jeff chucked, and his head shook. Kylin poured herself another cup of coffee and grabbed her cigarettes. She wandered over to the balcony door, Jeffrey following behind her.

“So what did Jens say when you talked to him?” Kylin questioned as they leaned over the balcony railing, smokes in hands.

“He basically told me he was going to kill me if anything happens,” Jeffrey answered, blowing smoke out of his lungs, “You’re brother’s something else.”

Kylin huffed a knowing laugh and nodded her head, “Yeah, I know. He’s stupid. He ruined Christmas with his bullshit.”

“You know he means well, girl.” Jeffrey said, looking at her from the corner of his eye.

“Yeah, well,” Kylin started before she took another pull from the cigarette and exhaled, “He could show it a little better.”

“If I had a little sister and she was hanging out with a guy like me, I’d prolly kill ‘em both.” Jeffrey joked, and a grin spread across his face.

“I don’t need someone looking after me like I’m a fuckin’ child.” Kylin replied with a sigh.

“You know, girl, I worry about you sometimes.” He said before he took a sip of his coffee.

“Why’s that?” She asked in reply.

Jeffrey took another drag from his cigarette, and seemed to be gathering his words, “You’ve changed since I first met you. You’re.. rougher, I guess, for lack of a better word.”

“Getting over getting the shit beat out of you almost every day will do that to you,” Kylin replied, her eyes narrowed with the memories.

He shifted over to where he was facing her, and he reached out his free hand for hers, “I don’t mean it in a bad way. You’re not taking any shit, which is a good thing. I can dig it.”

She accepted what he said for a second while she took the last drag from the smoke. She tossed it into the street below and started, “He beat the fuck out of me. All the time. He controlled what I did, what I wore, who I talked to. I wasn’t even allowed to talk to Kenzie for almost a year because she popped off at him one day for calling me a cunt in front of her.”

He pondered on the information for a moment before replying, “I don't get guys like that. It’s stupid. If you were my woman, you’d be treated like the god damned queen you are.”

They stared at each other for another moment without saying anything. She was slightly dumbfounded by his words, and the reaction they caused in her chest. He tossed his own smoke and pulled her close to him, his fingers rubbing circles on her back. She closed her eyes and wrapped his arms around him with a deep breath.

“You need to shower,” She said, her face scrunched. He laughed and playfully pushed her away from him.

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They were walking through the airport on the way to the baggage claim when a small swarm of paparazzi surrounded them.

“Mr. Morgan! Jeffrey! Jeffrey! What are you in town for? What are your plans for New Years?” was yelled as cameras flashed rapidly.

“Good luck with that,” Kylin laughed and ducked out from under the arm he had had around her. She headed towards the rotating belt to retrieve her bags. Jeffrey could deal with his adoring public on his own, the last thing she needed was for this little trip to turn into a media shit storm.

But of course, she couldn’t be that lucky.

“Aren’t you Jensen Ackles’ sister?” Someone asked as she reached for her duffel as it finally appeared. The young lady stepped up beside her with her phone in her hand and a notepad opened.

“Err, yes?” She said as she threw the strap across her shoulder and looked around for Jeff.

“And you’re here in New York with Jeffrey Dean Morgan, correct?” The reporter asked, pushing her glasses further up on her nose and looking at Kylin expectedly.

Not knowing where to go with this, she looked over to Jeff, who was still being harassed by his own gathering. She turned her attention back to the woman and smiled, “It would appear that way, wouldn’t it?”

“Is it true that you two are dating, then?” She typed on her phone as she spoke.

“Ha,” Kylin laughed nervously, “No. Jeff is a very good friend of mine.”

The reporter looked up to her and smiled brightly, gleam in her eye as she cocked an eyebrow, “Well, that’s not what he insinuated.

Kylin’s mouth dropped open for a second before she slammed it closed. She whipped her head around and narrowed her eyes at Jeffrey as he approached her before turning back to the other woman, “Well, then it would seem as though my friend has a date for New years.”

“I do have a date,” His asphalt voice came from behind Kylin as he wrapped an arm around her waist. Her body ticked at the touch and she shifted another glare towards him. He tipped his head to the side towards Kylin as he smiled playfully and continued, “With this beautiful lady right here. Now, if you don’t mind, we really must be off.”

He pulled her by the hand through the crowd of people and outside to the car. His assistant was waiting on them, ready to help Kylin throw her bag into the trunk with the ones he had already retrieved for Jeff.

“That’s going to be on the internet in like an hour, you know that, right?” Kylin sighed as they crawled into the backseat.

“It’ll be alright, I promise.” Jeff chuckled as they headed off towards their destination.

“Jensen’s gonna wanna kill us both,” she whined, “I don’t wanna deal with that.”

“He’ll be alright too.” He replied with a grin. His hand reached across the seat and grasped hers.

“So, tomorrow’s a date?” Kylin asked as she looked at their conjoined fingers. Jeffrey rubbed his thumb across hers.

“That was kinda the plan, you could say,” He replied, giving her hand a squeeze.

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Sure enough, the moment her bags touched the floor of Jeffrey’s apartment, Kylin’s phone started ringing, her brother’s stupid face on display.

“Fucking Hell,” She groaned, rolling her eyes as she hit accept, “Yes, brother?”

“Having fun?” Jensen’s tone was sarcastic and his words were venomous.

“Fuck you, dude.” Kylin looked to Jeff as she pinched the bridge of her nose, “What do you want?”

“Are you with him right now?”

“Yes,” She answered. Her eyes never left Jeffrey as he came over to retrieve her larger bags. She watched as he took them down the hall to another room. She was glad he took the moment to give her some privacy, “is that a problem?”

“Probably all cuddled up in bed right now, uh?” Jensen spit, “You know what those pictures are gonna do? To me?! ‘Next on TMZ, Jensen Ackles’ sister is fucking his on screen DAD!’ Jesus fucking Christ, Ky!”

“Fuck you, Jens!” She shouted, anger surging through her. Jeff came back from the hallway and stood in front of her with his arms crossed as she continued, “Don’t try to make this about you.”

“Shut the fuck up. You started this bull shit.”

“Okay, Anthony,” Kylin growled. She hated using that choice in name, but it’s exactly who he was acting like, “Anything else you’d like to punch me with?”

“Don’t you fucking dare,” Jensen cursed back, his voice equally dangerous, “Don’t you dare compare me to him.”

“Then don’t fucking talk to me like he did.” She seethed.

Jeffrey had had enough. He jerked the phone out of Kylin’s hand and to his ear, “Watch your fucking tone, boy.”

Kylin instantly went to get the phone back from him, but he turned his body away from her. He held a finger up while he made his way back down the hall, ignoring her completely as he listened to Jensen rant on the other end of the line. With a huff, she grabbed her purse from where Jeff had stored it on the counter and dug out her cigarettes. She wandered to the balcony doors and opened them to let herself outside. She could hear the muffled yelling occurring from what she assumed was the bedroom window. She lit her smoke as she sat on one of the lounge chairs and closed her eyes. What the actual hell was she doing there? Obviously she was attracted to Jeff, who wasn’t? She could tell he was at least somewhat interested in her. She didn’t believe anyone could just fly someone across the country for a date that didn’t mean anything, or at least she hoped not. She shook that idea out of her head and took another drag. Jeffrey had been the first man that she had felt comfortable enough with to let touch her since Anthony. Even John at the club knew better than to try to get into her personal space too often.

Jeffrey was always respectful, even with his flirting. She dealt with vulgar men all night long at her job, and she could put up with it, but Jeffrey’s flirting and teasing always actually made her have a tingling reaction. Jensen’s biggest issue, though, seemed to be the age difference. Sure, he was older, but age hadn’t ever really been a factor with them, and she was well past grown. Kylin knew he had dated younger women in the past, and it wasn’t like he would be the first time she dated someone older, either. Hell, her and Rob had attempted a whole thing before Anthony, when she was only twenty one and dumb as shit. They had realized that it was better for them to be friends, and had been closer than ever since. Jensen had never made a big deal out of it like he was now, and he had even caught her and Rob fucking more than once.

She grunted in irritation at her brother. She didn’t even know what this thing with Jeffrey was yet. She didn’t even know if she was ready to know. It was comfortable, and that’s what she felt like she needed.

Kylin was shaken from her thoughts when Jeff opened the balcony door, her phone still pressed to his ear, but a smile on his face.

“Alright buddy. I will… Yeah, here she is.” He helped the phone out to her and closed his eyes with a chuckle that made his shoulders jump, “He wants to talk to you.”

She quirked an eyebrow at him suspiciously and reached for the device.

“You haven’t even kissed him yet?” Jensen’s high pitched laughter hit her eardrum. She winced and rolled her eyes for what felt like the hundredth time. She instantly glared at Jeffrey, who still stood there shaking his head while he held in his laughter.

“I hate you.” She deadpanned.

“Keep it that way, sister.” He replied.

“Fuck you, I do what I want.” She responded as she took the last drag from her cigarette and snubbed it into a nearby tray, “Is this your way of apologizing?”

“As close as you’re gonna get, for now.” He answered.

“Un-fucking-believable, Jay.” Kylin scoffed.

Jeffrey had lit a cigarette of his own and sat down on the chair beside hers. He was looking at the sky, but she knew he was listening.

“Look, okay, I’m sorry. I know I’ve been a douche to you. I just don’t want to see you hurt again,” Jensen started again, his voice cracking slightly, “I just… I almost put a bullet in that mother fucker’s head. I would have…”

He trailed off for a moment to gather himself before continuing, “I don’t want to see that pain in your eyes again. I know Jeffrey wouldn’t put his hands on you, but I still worry, okay?”

“I know Jay,” Kylin replied quietly with a sigh, “But I’m okay, really. I feel better than I have in a long time. Jeff’s helping.”

She turned her gaze to Jeff’s face. He was looking at her with a hopeful smile. He reached out and grasped her thigh with his large hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“Okay,” Jensen said with a sniffle, “Just be careful, sissy.”

“If it’s careful, it’s boring, bubs. You know that.” Kylin replied with a giggle.

Jensen gave a bark of a laugh in response, the tension lifted, “Love you, brat.”

“Love you, too, Jens.”

She pressed the end button as Jeffrey stood and reached for her hand. He pulled her into his arms, his long limbs encircling her as he nuzzled his head into the top of her head. They stood there for a few moments as he swayed them back and forth, a light hum emanating from his chest.

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The next morning, she woke up in Jeffrey’s guest bedroom. It was big, with maroon colored walls and a black bed frame with white sheets. The mattress was the most comfortable thing in the words, almost better than her favorite guest bed at Jensen’s. She stretched as she pried herself from the downy sheets and duvet and made her way to the bathroom.

After brushing her teeth, she wandered through the hallway to find Jeff still asleep in his own room. He was on his back with one arm thrown over his head while the other rested on his chest. His mouth was parted, a soft snore making Kylin smile. Boldly, and without much thought, she slipped under the sheets and curled herself into his side, her head leaned against his chest. A deep hum came from his chest and he swung the arm from above him down to her side, wrapping her up in his arms. He adjusted her to a more comfortable position, giving her a squeeze of satisfaction.

“I could really get used to this, darlin. Don’t spoil me now.” He grinned, his eyes still closed. His voice was rough, and Kylin bit her lip at the internal reaction of her body.

She rubbed her hand against his bare back and nuzzled her nose into the base of his throat before giving him a small kiss there. There was an almost involuntary action from him, it seemed, as his hips jerked towards her. His hard-on left little to the imagination as it pushed against the thin layers of cotton between them and made contact with her clit, sending white spots to Kylin’s vision. She moaned lightly, which earned her a grunt from Jeffrey. His hips shifted again, and he rolled on top of her, his arms hoisting him up on either side of her head. He stared at her intently, and a low growl left his lips before he dipped his head down to nip at the soft gauge in her ear before intentionally digging his hips into hers once more. She whimpered at the pressure, her head thrown back. Jeffrey pressed his forehead to hers and drew in a deep breath, then suddenly rolled off of her. He sat on the edge of the bed, leaving Kylin a panting mess behind him.

“You’re gonna kill me, woman.” He said with head in his hands.

“Not if you don’t kill me first, Mr. J” Kylin replied, sitting up as she worked to catch her breath.

Jeffrey chuckled when he finally stood, and walked around to the other side closest to Ky. He held his hand out for her to take, and he pulled her up onto her knees on the mattress in front of him. He cupped her face in his hands for a moment before he drug them through her hair to the base of her neck. She closed her eyes as he stared at her, and enjoyed the feel of his fingertips that ran through her scalp. He pulled her face to his and kissed her forehead again as her own hands found his waist. Her fingers twitched with his tenderness, and her grip tightened before he pulled away from her.

Jeffrey let out a deep breath and stepped back, pulling her with him out of the bed and into the kitchen. They found something to eat for breakfast and started coffee as Kylin started questioning him about their plans for the evening.

Jeffrey was being cryptic, and a knowing smirk played across his face as he continued to give her non-answers no matter what she asked, “It’s New Years in NYC, babe, what do you think we’re going to be doing?”

“Well, obviously watching the ball drop but what I mean is where? With whom? What do I wear? I need details, Jeff!” She threw her hands up in exasperation and hopped from the stool she had been perched on. She found her pack of cigarettes empty, and groaned before turning to Jeff. She remembered that she had seen him put his pack in the pocket of his sweatpants, so she made her way back over to him, a hint of a sway to her hips as she approached. She reached for his hands and pulled him from his seat, making him stand before her. She craned her head to look up at him as she leaned into his body, her lip caught in her teeth. His eyes smoldered into hers as goosebumps formed on his arms, and she jerked his hips towards hers before slipping her hand into his pocket. She stepped away with a beaming smile, his pack of smokes in her hand, “Thank you, Mr. Morgan.”

You’re going to get it one of these days, little girl.” He growled half heartedly, following her outside with a grin.

“That’s kinda my goal,” She giggled in reply. She sat down and lit a smoke before she threw the pack and lighter towards him on the chair. He gave her a smirk in reply, and they stared at each other for a moment before Kylin broke the tension to continue her interrogation.

“Just wear something nice, sweetheart. I wanna show you off a bit tonight.”

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