#fucking hell my beautiful boys FUCK AUGH

[risetherivermoon]

sometimes i think abt lark & sparrow and henry and start crying btw

[sunshine-in-a-bottle]

Suds!! You are yet again like 90% of my art reblogs. 😭😭😭

Thanku for remembering my arts. 💙

HOW COULD I FORGET WHEN YOURE LITERALLY ONE OF THE BEST OUT THERE???? I'M ALWAYS EATING GOOD WHEN ITS YOU

Actually everyone who sees this post I provide you with a list of good tired art to reblog:

->Pretty boy skateboarder Punz

->Sparkly lovely XD??? Oh my god??

->Drunz is doing a little dance<3

->Being emotional about cFundy, as a treat

->Schlatt being a poor little baa-baa<3333

->Listen Punz deserves to give Dream flowers. shut up I'm normal

->Foosh. The Most Foosh. Look At Him. Give Him Hugs.

->yes I'm grabbing every drunz art. its not my fault its so well done. I have demons okay. theyre hugging.

->Dream getting cuddles from Steve The Polar Bear

->Philza and George bow designs !!!! Jesus christ these are so cool. how do I learn to make weapon designs.

->A Ranboo design that absolutely delights me. Different ties depending on if its Ran or Ender, aaaaaa

->hey guys did you know Punz is one of my favorite characters<-frothing at the mouth

->honestly weapon and armor designs are my weakness

->DRUNZ DRUNZ DRUNZ DRUNZ DRUNZ AAAAAAAAAAAAA

->Dream getting the comfort he deserves

->Punz covered in blood

->Catboy!Punz (no the dopamine hits I get every time I reblog Punz art are normal doctor)

->I am NORMAL about PUNZ shut UP (Valo design)

->Post-Prison Dream trying to cut his hair, HNRRRR-

->FUCK (more Catboy Punz)

->hnnnnnn Mob boss Dream with loyal right hand Punz???? augh

->FEM DREAM EVERYONE ITS A CODE GREEN, STAY CALM WAIT FUCK SHE'S FULLY COLORED IN THIS ONE. STAY FUCKING CALM-

->Drunz chained together. Very normal. I am normal.

->hnnnn why is Dream so pretty in this. I need Punz to kiss him.

->no you dont understand I'm studying how you drew Grians wings to see if I can learn how to draw them that good. christ I want to learn your power.

-> Technoblade comic featuring other people missing him. My heart hurts a lot looking at this.

->Valo Punz (instant dopamine hit)

->Tireds DTIYS Dream that I don't feel I could ever feasibly attempt just because its so fucking godly. But I Will Try Someday Soon. fucking hell.

->WAIT MUMBO WITH LONG HAIR???

->Lynx Punz (instant dopamine hit)

->Holy shit. Grian as a marble statue with wings spread. The level of ability on display here is spectacular????

->drunz are hugging (I am once again frothing at the mouth)

->Hnnnnnn tarot card Dream looking so pretty

->god, this fucks me up so hard. Punz is taking a picture of Dream, in absolute awe, but Punz's comic panel is the one thats shaped like a photo. As if they can capture their reaction but theyll never be able to capture Dream's joy, his beauty and light. (AND THEN YOU COLORED IT)

->Witches Dreamnap. Its so funny to me that Sapnap seems fully into it while Dream is right behind him looking Ready For Mischief

->hnnnnn baby Punzzzzz, BABY PUNZZZZZZZZZ AAAAAAAA (instant dopamine hit)

->literally all of your expression memes??? Dream covered in blood while Purpled is chill about it. Wet Cat Mumbo. The Foosh with hearts in his eyes. Shy pretty boy Dream with braided hair. TANGO. The fuckinnnn Foosh/XD kiss. SNF (my favorite underrated ship) and Grumbo. DREAMNAP YES. Drunz getting to be happy!!!

->Obligatory Etho Chilling In A Tree<33

->A Canary Loves His Coal Mine. FUCK (comic)

->Dreamnap kissing and more FooshXD. <-bites down on my phone, instantly destroying it

->Enderman Dream for cHybrid day<333

->pissboy Purpled<3 (says this with love and giggles)

->smalletho comic. Why does this feel so comfortable and nostalgic.

->the flowers trailing down.... who is this...

->bdubs and Dream, and interaction I've never thought of before but now want to see happen

->Drunz, hgnhhhhh

->Jimmy Solidarity worshipping Scar at the altar.

->I tried really, really hard to scroll past Sam, thinking I could be strong. I have my own demons to face.

->I really love when people do like, Different Eyes For Different Characters Posts. Its delightful

->god fucking damn. stop converting me to Ethoisms

->DREAMNOTNAP THIS IS NOT A DRILL

->Drunz with more Lynx Punz (instant dopamine hit)

->MORE DRUNZ WITH LYNX PUNZ (a second dopamine hit)

->SNAKE DREAM WITH LYNX PUNZ (stop stop I'm already dead)

->fuck. goddamit. Dream is leaning in to bite Punz's wrist. I need to throw myself directly into the lake.

->noooooo Snake Dream wrapping around Punz for warmth. My 37th weakness.

->Punz. (dopamine hit.)

->Drunznap. Objectively beautiful<333

->Valo Dream to go with the Valo Punz, HNNNNN THEY MUST ALWAYS BE TOGETHER

->hey you ever cry while gently caressing a cracking marble statue of your lover? Just normal Dream about Punz things :))))

->Hnnnn Punz expressions. Theyre so fucking !!!!! barkbarkbark

->Drunz DBH au. hahaha I can be normal (you witness me shatter a plate in my hands)

->punz in a dresss hnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

->IM FEASTING, DRUNZ KISSING. BRAIN IS LIGHTING UP.

->s2 Dream design !!! He has a cane!!!!! As he should :oDDDD (WAIT THERES A SECOND VERSION)

->inhales. You Can Always Rely On Your Knight, Dream. He loves you so much.

->Punzzz (instant dopamine hit.)

->Dream in Punz's clothes!!!! (smashes my head against a concrete brick)

->Drunz DRUNZ Drunz Drunzzz dRuNz DRUNZZZZ (them<3)

->The Grian/Dream apocalypse, the ship we needed and so desperately deserved. I have been converted.

okay I have to stop. This list is getting too long. I have to be normal. (Foolish Valo Design)

Yes I went through Tired's art tag to grab these. Honestly I went through about 20 pages before I lost steam. And There's Still More. I'd go check out his art for the full list, I barely covered half of it- especially if youre into the Hermitcraft/Life series. Here's the tag, have fun scrolling <3

[rom-e-o]

No More Wasted Time (Modern Constance/Ebenezer)

Got the smut bug and, of course, it ends as sugary as cotton candy. Just a fun little romp. I hope you all enjoy!

THIS IS AN 18+ FIC. MINORS, DNI. Fic below cut.

The feeling of his hands on her. His lips mouthing obscenities against the hollow of her cheek. The scratch of his chest hair against her breasts, which at that moment, pillowed against his broad frame.

A symphony of sensations held Constance in maddening stasis as her lover’s hips ground against her in tight, rhythmic circles.

Too lost in the throes of passion to find her voice, all she could do was whimper pleadingly as she felt Ebenezer fill her deeply, plunging into her deeply and with ardent passion.

He was no over-eager boy, Scrooge. Rather than just killing the mood by pounding into her cervix five minutes into their lovemaking (certainly something his throbbing erection wanted him to do), he’d spent the better part of an hour wooing her.

They’d undressed each other slowly exchanging heated kisses as each new article of clothing had fallen away. With thrusts that had started slow and gentle, they’d eased their way into their current, frenzied pace slowly and steadily with the aid of whispered pleas and breathless declarations.

Now, it was half an hour later, and her whole body was trembling like a taut violin string pulled to full extension. With a hard enough pluck, she would unravel.

Now, they were both right at the edge.

“You’re so close…” Ebenezer whispered, his fingertips fluttering against the bouncing tendons of her wrist as her fingers flexed into the silken material of the hotel’s duvet cover.

He could feel it as her hips jumped and her thighs trembled.

“Y-You too…” she gasped, panting as he angled her hips again, helping him to thrust deeper. On the next plunge in, he growled from the tightness of the new angle, and how her beautiful body made him arch within her. Constance let out a loud moan, inhibition continuing to leave her.

“Please, please, please Ebenezer…” she begged, chest heaving with each word. “Oh, I have to come soon … I-I have too.”

“I know, angel.”

“A-Ah! Y-You feel too good…so good…”

A goosebump-inducing rasp of a laugh left him. “You feel perfect. So bloody, fucking perfect on my cock. Like you were made for me.”

“Oh, please…please, pleasepleasepleaseplease….”

It took so much effort to keep the wave of pleasure at bay. It was like trying to hold back a hot flash.

She screwed her eyes shut only to have another gasp of pleasure punched out of her. Gods, they had to be soaking the towels beneath them by now. It had been a minor annoyance to stop foreplay and drape towels over the hotel bed where they knew their hips would align. Trying to sleep on sheets soaked with sweat and … other bodily fluids would hardly be conducive to a night of proper rest.

Now, as she felt moisture running down the backs of her thighs, she praised their past selves for their patience. After they finished with their tryst, there was no way in hell either of them would have the energy to strip the bed. Tossing towels in the hamper? Now that was doable.

“F—uck, I want you to come in me...” she begged, eyes fluttering open to catch a glimpse at her lover.

He was wearing a condom, of course, but the statement ignited something carnal and feral in him. The primal urge to rut against her spiked, he pulled out before slamming back down to the hilt.

“Augh, fuck!” he stuttered, his voice hitching. A bead of sweat rolled from his forehead and down his nose. “Constance!”

It was always ‘Connie’ during sex unless he was really close. Then he used her full, glorious name.

Another drag of his hips later, and he could feel him stutter. The sound of his breath stalling in his lungs, that beautiful voice catching on the snare of pleasure, she could have listened to it for hours. She wanted the sound injected into her veins, to feel its ring through her muscles and trembling sinew.

As she did, another pang of pleasure shot through her at the positively sinful sight she beheld.

Light from the stars outside shimmered in his icy gaze, the rest of his face shielded in darkness aside from the silvery sheen of sweat that ghosted over their joined forms.

His visage was a mask of bliss and focus, coalescing into an expression that was soft in vulnerability but firm in devotion. Like a lost man before an altar of worship, he gazed upon her like a beacon, drinking in all the sights and sounds of her that he could.

He studied her, never wanting to forget this moment. Never wanting to forget this union.

“Come on, just a little more,” he urged, dropping his head to press his forehead to hers. He reciprocated, the tips of their noses rubbing as both panted through the building climax. “Oh, my good girl, you’re right there.”

“Y-Yes.”

“Let go. Let go for me, angel. I’m right here…”

“A-Ah…oh, p-please come with me! E-Eb, please!”

“I-I will.”

“Ebenezer!”

“I-I am….ah...ah! AH!”

Tensing his core, he sheathed himself deep once he couldn’t hold back. Feeling the condom flood, he tensed and let out a loud groan that almost sounded like her name. Then, as her body tightened around him and added further pressure to his already sensitive cock, he let out a full-bodied yell. “Auuugh—Constance!”

As he seeded deep, filling the condom, she hoisted her legs and felt her own climax grip her. Head flying back over the pillow, her mouth fell open as she screamed silently for the man who had flown off the edge of bliss with her.

Somehow, in some way, he heard her.

With a reach, he entwined their fingers, and rode the remaining tremors out together.

After a much needed shower, Ebenezer had donned a bathrobe and told Constance to change while he ordered some food for the pair in the form of room service and discarded of the used towels.

“You just relax, love,” he urged, kissing her again as he helped towel her dry. “I’ll take care of it.”

Heavens, she melted whenever he said such things. He cared for her without condescending to her or making her feel worthless. It was chivalrous, welcome, and (if he hadn’t already rearranged her inside a mere hour prior) she’d find it all very arousing. However, in haze of thoroughly satiated post-coital bliss, it simply made her feel wonderfully melty.

While he cleaned up and ordered room service, Constance curled on the hotel’s spacious couch in the main chamber, donned in a pair of silk ruffle pajamas. She had slotted herself in the back corner so she could both easily see the television, but at any moment, glance outside the floor-to-ceiling windows to gaze at the London skyline whenever she pleased.

How was this her life? She still wondered that to this day. Who was she to deserve such treatment? Did she really deserve to be so happy? Her thoughts swam, wondering if he felt the same.

As for what she watched on television, it was something mindless. A rerun episode of Sex and the City that she’d seen probably a hundred times over. It was more to provide background noise than anything else. She was still coming down from their climax, the denouement leaving her too pink and breathless to sleep. Also, she was hungry. Very hungry.

Ebenezer, feeling the same, found the room’s phone to order some cuisine via room service.

“Cheers, thank you again.”

He clicked the phone down and muttered and ‘alriiight then’ while stretching out his shoulders. He stood in the the hotel room’s entry hallway (of course, he could afford a room large enough to warrant it having an entry hallway) where he had telephoned the front desk on a very special in-room landline. “Food is on the way, love.”

“Thank you so much,” Constance called in softly reply. She didn’t know the time, but it had to be later. She flopped back, her head falling over the back of the couch as she relaxed. “I’m starving, but the idea of leaving the room now just feels …”

“Dreadful?”

“Yes.”

He laughed from afar. “I quite agree. No need for it, dear. We’ll have a lovely, albeit slightly late dinner, and get a fabulous night’s rest.”

He reached into the pocket of his robe to glimpse the time on his watch. 11:07 p.m. Yikes. Quite late.

As he entered the room, he rolled some tension out of his shoulders, and she couldn’t help but notice the flex of those same splendid muscles that had been on display mere hours before. Even better, he was dressed in a pair of loose pajama pants with a warm robe, clearly going shirtless beneath the soft material.

He joined her on the couch with a soft sigh. Automatically, he opened his arm, and she slid into the spot at his side. Laying her head on his chest, she sighed in contentment, her own arms reaching down to hug his waist.

He dropped a kiss on her crown.

“What did you order?” Connie asked curiously.

“A bottle of chilled Riesling, baked brie, caviar … and the largest pizza they offered. I think they think I’ve gone mad.”

She chuckled and stared up at him affectionately. “I think I love you even more.”

With faux shock, he gave her a dramatic, wide-eyed stare. “That’s all it takes? Well, sod the flowers and diamonds, then!”

They both laughed jokingly as they leaned in again to share yet another kiss, lips puckering softly. One of his hand flattened atop her thigh, and a familiar tingle returned.   

“Now, let me see…” he started, gazing toward the television with a hum. “The one with the dark hair is Charlotte. The one with the lovely red hair is …”

“…”

“Miranda?”

“Yes! And the blonde?”

“Samantha, yes?” he laughed, then winked. “I do pay attention when you watch it at home, love. As confused as I may be sometimes.”

“We can watch something else, if you’d like.”

Shaking his head, he reached down to take her hand in his. He lifted it to his lips, then made sure to make direct eye-contact as he placed a soft kiss over her knuckles.

“Honestly, love, I’m not going to be able to pay attention to anything if you do,” he confided with a smirk, as if he was confessing a secret. “I’m quite distracted.”

Threatening to melt further at his sweet words, Constance reached up to caress one of his high cheekbones, then place a loving kiss upon his nose.

“This is certainly the best vaca…um, holiday I’ve ever been on,” she said tenderly. “With the best man I could even ask to be on it with. It’s only the first night, and you’ve made me feel irreplaceable. Thank you.”

Something shifted in his gaze at her words, and the hand upon her leg tightened its grip slightly. “I … I am very happy to hear that.”

Slowly, he took a stabilizing inhale of breath before daring to look at her again. “Connie, I…”

I wish we’d met sooner. I wish I’d flown to New York more often. Maybe we would have met. Maybe I would have seen you at a party and fallen in love with you there. Maybe we could have had twenty extra years together. Maybe I could have met your father, and asked for his blessing. Maybe we could have…

He paused and shook his head. The plethora of up in the air maybes hardly mattered anymore. They weren’t reality. This was. She was.

“I am happy and grateful to know that I can make you happy, angel,” he said, choosing his words carefully. “That is truly all I could ever ask for.”

Reaching down, he took both her hands in one of his, holding them with ease. He brought both to his lips and dropped another kiss upon her knuckles. It was a princely gesture, made all the more tender by Ebenezer then guiding her hands to last in a nest over his heart. Once there, he gave her hands a squeeze, his eyes falling shut.

Constance watched him keenly, her eyes soft, but her voice softer.

The tender silence was punctured by the sound of a text alert on Ebenezer and Constance’s phones. After recovering from the surprise of the sudden pinging sound, they glanced down to see it was a message from the hotel. Their food was at the hotel door, ready to be picked up at their leisure.

“Oh, that startled me,” she laughed. “I think I forgot about the outside world for a moment, haha!”

“I-I did as well,” he laughed, “Bloody miracle, that is. I’m shocked there haven’t been more messages.”

Then again, who would message him? His brother? Harry? Bob? Tom? His close contacts were quite limited in scope, but he was quite fine with that. She was the one he was more questioning of. “Nobody thinks I’ve kidnapped you, do they? It would be quite the disappointment to go to jail for enjoying a night with my very lovely girlfriend.”

She laughed, giving her still damp hair a toss over her satin-covered shoulder.

“Believe you me, I’d become the enemy of many London women for taking you away from them,” she teased, “If you vanished, they’d bring out the dogs.”

He rolled her eyes, giving her a sardonic smirk. “Cheeky, but I am still curious.”

“I told the ladies we were on vacation, and they were quite understanding,” she said, just a trace of delightful wickedness in her words. Maker, he thought, she was divine. “Well, thank goodness some parts of the outside world are still there! I make a terrible baked brie. Shall we?”

As she rose to help bring in the food, he followed and retrieved two glasses for their Riesling.

Everything was presented elegantly on an array of silver platters, and the bottle of wine for the meal was chilled in a bucket that could have been used to feed reindeer up north with its size and heftiness.

They settled in chairs in the suite’s dining space, which was located just off the kitchen. There, dressed comfortably in their pajamas for the evening and with the buzz of the television in the background, the couple filled each other’s plates and glasses.

“Here you are … oh, thank you!”

“Much obliged. And yours. Is that enough? Ah, very good.”

They clinked their glasses and proceeded to eat. With the ferocity of their hunger amplified by the evening’s earlier activities, the pizza slices and other dishes dwindled in size quickly. The leftovers could go in the fridge, but by the half hour mark, they’d practically eaten everything.

“What do you want to do tomorrow?” Constance asked. “Besides sleep in, of course.”

“Hm…we have a few hours before our train leaves. Why don’t we visit Harrods and pick up some bears for the Cratchits? They have their Valentine’s collection out, and the little ones mentioned them during the holidays.”

“Wonderful! I’m never one to turn down a trip to Harrods. Let’s pick one up for each of them.”

“My thoughts exactly.”

“Oh, say, they have the most adorable rose-printed bear char there that you clip onto your metro pass. I saw it in their last catalog. I want to get one for Bess as a souvenir for the trip.”

“How adorable,” he said, and he meant it. The bond Constance had with her friends, especially Bess Sullivan (who happened to be dating his twin brother, Ebenezar) was nothing short of inspiring for him. He’d lived life as secret and solitary as an oyster for so long that watching someone make genuine connections was downright inspiring. After the life she’d had, he couldn’t have blamed her for cloistering herself away and scorning humanity.

“Do you think she’d like it?” Connie asked, delicately draping a spoonful of caviar over a wedge of brie. “I suppose she doesn’t take the metro so much anymore, with Wolf and her driving together so often, but…”

“She’ll adore it,” he prompted, reaching across the table to lay a hand on her arm consolingly.

Excitement restored, she perked up. “I hope so.”

Even as they cleaned up their dishes and readied themselves for bed, that light that had shimmered in her eyes at that moment stuck with him.

By the time their turned down the lights and definitely silenced the phones this time (1:30 a.m. – yeesh!) his head was practically buzzing with the domesticity of the whole evening.

He slipped from his robe and set it aside, reclining shirtless in the suite’s massive, canopied bed. As he did so, he let the chilled nighttime air whispering in from the slightly cracked window wash over him.

His eyes fell shut, and he filled his lungs with the brisk, sobering air.

He couldn’t deny it; he wanted to marry this woman. She was the one. He’d known it for months, but gods, even a bullheaded old fool like him couldn’t disagree further.

“Did you take your melatonin?”

He looked over to see Constance returning from brushing her teeth. Still in her pajamas, she’s taken the extra step of applying her nighttime moisturizer and plaiting her hair to sleep in more comfortably.

“Oh, um, yes,” he said with a nod, still slightly dazed from his musings.

“Good! Just checking. I know it can be hard to sleep sometimes, especially right after eating. I took some too, haha. Do you get bad dreams from it?”

She cared for him so much, he thought. “Not really, thankfully.”

“Good! We definitely need some rest after the busy day we’ve had. Oh, what about indigestion pills? Should I get those too?”

He chuckled. “You worrywart.”

“You think? Hm… you’re probably right. Sorry in advance if I get hiccups in the middle of the night.”

I just like knowing you’re beside me, he thought.

As she slid her tanned legs beneath the covers, his hand came up to stroke the planes of her back. “Hey. Constance.”

She turned inquisitively. From his reclined position, he smiled up at her. “Good night. I love you.”

Blinking back in awe, she nodded.

“Good night,” she reciprocated. Leaning down, she placed a lingering kiss upon those adored, familiar lips of his.

“ … I love you too.”

This time, as they slid into bed and slotted against each other comfortably, she was the one to take his hand.

All night long, she didn't once let go.

@quill-pen Bess, Wolf, and the ladies are so engrained in the modern-verse, I had to include some nods to them!

[death-and-other-myths]

Blue Lily, Lily Blue Deadass Book Review

By Maggie Stievfater

This is an unhinged book review/recap of Blue Lily, Lily Blue and shits about to get WIERD AS HELL for Blue and her 4 private school dude friends. AUGH!!

*SPOILERS AHEAD*

This book opens with Adam and Persephone standing on a mountain in the billowing wind doing cool psychic shit, like being able to turn and stand on the leyline and know exactly where it is. She asks Adam what he sees, he closes his eyes. She has to keep reminding him to look outside, not inside. Inside are painful memories and present anxieties. He thinks of the shattered glass things on Gansey’s mansion floor. But when he focuses, he sees 3 sleeping things that need to be woken up. Persephone sees them too, but says no.. it’s 2. One of them shouldn’t be woken up. 

So it’s been a month since Maura disappeared, leaving only a cryptic note. “Glendower is underground and so am I.” — Blue is being strong, but she can’t help but feel a little abandoned. Like we all know Maura went down there looking for Artemis. 

Luckily, we check in on Maura and she’s fine. Time doesn’t exist in the cave. So to her it feels like it’s been a few minutes but it’s really been a month. 

In the meantime, Blue and the boys have been going to hang out at Cabeswater every day. It’s fall, but when they’re there, they wish for it to be summer, so the forest makes it summer. YOU HAVE TO BE SO CAREFUL what you think in this stupid forest. It does nice things like makes the fish change colors, but if you think something like “I could just crawl out of my skin” you will literally be skinned lol. Literal-ass forest. 

There is this really beautiful part where Blue tests out the magic. She thinks of blue lilies and it starts raining blue petals. A petal lands on Gansey’s lips. He sits up and is like “Okay. It’s time.” 

Oh, Noah is there by the way. Hanging out with Matthew who is there visiting Aurora Lynch, who lives in the forest. She’s sweet beyond words. Literally a dream girl. If she leaves Cabeswater, she’ll fall back into a coma. Anyway, Noah and Matthew sit in the car to keep time. Because time moves strangely in Cabeswater.

They enter the cave and tie themselves together on a safety line. Ronan in the back, then Blue, then Adam, all led by our fearless leader, Gansey. Gansey orders Ronan to sing a song, so they can mark time (all of their watches have stopped) — He whistles Irish tunes as they walk. He starts by singing the Murder Squash song, which everyone yells at him about.

Things are going great until Gansey vanishes. Adam is yanked to the ground and manages to hold himself. Ronan grabs Blue tightly. Gansey fell down a FUCKING cave hole and for several terrifying moments, he’s not replying to them. With Adam as a counterweight (poor baby laying on the ground lol) Blue is able to peek over the hole and talk to Gansey — who is… UNDERSTANDABLY having a panic attack as he is free hanging over darkness. 

Again. We’re so used to confident, fearless-leader Gansey, it is fascinating to see him terrified. And this scene is terrifying. 

“There is something on my skin and it is reminding me of …” He trailed off. 

“Water,” Blue suggested. “Or mud. It’s everywhere.”

There was nothing but the sound of his breathing, jagged and afraid. 

Everybody realizes all at once that if they think of hornets, the magic is going to manifest as hornets. Don’t do it. Don’t do it. Then they hear the sound of wings. And thousands of moving things. Turns out it’s hundreds of RAVENS that swarm out of the cave to more ghostly chanting “Make way for the Raven King”. Gansey’s like… okay I’m done being in the pit. I’m coming up now. 

The next day, Adam tries to drive into a national forest to do Cabeswater business. It sends him visions and it’s up to him to figure out what they mean. Tarot cards help. He even lined his sink with tin foil and scryed about it! I love the thought of Adam doing psychic shit. Poor baby though… he’s kind of feeling lonely. He sorted out his anger and that’s doing much better. He even thinks of how scared Gansey sounded in the pit. Like too scared to even pull himself up at first. It reminds him of how he stayed with his abusive father. Fear does strange things to us.

Later, the gang (sans Noah) is crammed in the Camaro on their way to pick up Gansey’s British friend Mallory. They’re speculating as to how to explore that pit some more. Adam is passed out against the window from being magical and doing his 3 jobs probably. Ronan is looking out the window. So we get this ADORABLE SCENE FROM GANSEY AND BLUE.

In the rearview mirror, he caught Blue’s eyes by accident. Strangely enough, he saw his own thoughts reflected in her face: excitement and consternation. Casually, out of view of Ronan, making sure Adam was still sleeping, Gansey dangled his hand between the driver’s seat and the door. Palm up, fingers stretched back to Blue. This was not allowed. He knew it was not allowed, by rules he himself had set. He would not permit himself to play favorites between Adam and Ronan; he and Blue couldn’t play favorites in this way, either. She would not see the gesture, anyway. She would ignore it if she did. His heart hummed. Blue touched his fingertips. Just this — He pinched her fingers lightly, just for a moment, and then he withdrew his hand and put it back on the wheel. His chest felt warm. This was not allowed.

Oh god oh god they like each other so much. He’s supposed to die. She can’t kiss him. Oh god.

They pick up Malory and his 30 suitcases and his dog that has anxiety and cram back in the car. Malory talks about this ancient Glendower tapestry he found under his BARN on a leyline in the UK. And he shows them a photo of it. It has 3 women with red hands on it, and they all have Blue’s face. The camera gets passed around the car and everyone agrees, that’s Blue.

Later that night Blue is ambling about the house. She talks to Persephone about how much she misses her Mom and the consensus is “Maura knows what she’s doing. If she wanted help, she’d ask for it.” — In a funk, Blue calls Gansey. Just to hear his voice. They do that a lot. They have a super brief exchange, a little joke, where she says she dialed the wrong number. And she says she might do it again. He says she shouldn’t, but he hopes she does. 

Adam and Gansey take Malory out to see the leyline. Not Cabeswater, but around the mountains of Virginia trying to find another way into that cave. Adam and Gansey have a sweet moment were Adam tells him “I’m glad we’re not fighting any more.” And Gansey tries not to overdo it with how relieved and happy he is. Then Adam goes on to say “Also, sorry about the whole Blue thing. I realize now how crazy I was to try to date her now that she’s one of us. I mean that would be weird right? Like what was I thinking?” And Gansey’s like “HAHA YEAH HAH WEIRD YEP.”

Blue is in school getting ready to talk to the guidance counselor when Noah shows up! I love this line. He’s so cute.

“I think I miss this part,” he said. “The beginning. This is the beginning, right?” 

“First day,” Blue replied. 

“Oh, yeah.” Noah leaned back and inhaled. “Oh, wait, no, it’s the other one. I forgot. I actually hate this part.”

Well the meeting goes poorly and not just because the guidance counselor is a condescending bitch who basically tells Blue she’s not going to be able to afford getting into any good schools. Things go south when Noah becomes a ghost tornado, throws paper everywhere, then dissapears. 

Blue immediately goes to the factory to look for him, but he’s not there. She peeks in Ronan’s room and sees that freaky mask from the last book. The one Calla said to destroy. It has tire tracks on it. That’s when Gansey and Malory get home. Gansey is so happy to see her there, it’s silly. She accompanies him into the kitchen slash bathroom slash laundry room and they have a sweet moment where she’s trying to act okay when she’s not, and Gansey says “We’ll find her.” And they stand really, heartbreakingly close to one another. 

When they come back into the main room, Malory is like “One of your friends is hiding under the pool table.” (Cool that he can see Noah!) and Blue and Gansey try to talk him into coming out. But he’s crying and REALLY upset. Says he’s just tired of decaying and insists they have no idea how this feels. He starts up another ghost tornado, pulling so much energy off Blue she’s feeling lightheaded. But her mom trained her for moments like this. She knows how to visualize her energy and cut it off. So she pulls the plug on Noah’s energy source before he can hurt her or destroy more things. He’s super sad poor baby and just fades away after that. And Blue feels a little fuzzy when Gansey tells her that was impressive.

That night, a well-dressed douchebag comes to the psychic house. Things are going normally until he shuffles the cards, and pulls a three of swords out of it (the heartbreak card) and is like “So ladies, how do I make this happen?” And you don’t fuck with the cards, so there’s instantly something threatening about him. He asks where the third lady is. The one that looks like Blue. And they’re just like GET OUT. So he STEALS Calla’s three of swords card and leaves. DUDE.

Oh god oh god oh god it’s the first day of school at Aglionby, and despite some truly adorable bits with the 3 boys getting along and Adam thanking his lucky stars that everything is okay between himself and his friends… Maggie drops this bomb on us. Their new Latin teacher is fucking Colin Greenmantle… Mr. Gray’s boss from the last book! AHHHHH!! Nooooo!!! Why are all the Latin teachers evil?? This is like the Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching position in Harry Potter nooooo!!

In the next chapter, we get to know Colin Greenmantle and he’s pretty much awful. So is his wife. They’re renting a farmhouse and while they’re definitely funny and entertaining, they just objectively seem like AWFUL PEOPLE. They’re magical artifact dealers. And have a personal vendetta against Nial Lynch and Colin says he can’t wait to fail Ronan in his class. He kind of reminds me of a man child.

Gansey and Ronan go over to Blue’s house and find the Gray Man play fighting with Calla, or teaching her how to break someone’s wrist. They tell him that their Latin teacher is Greenmantle, and Gray is like… well shit. Okay you kids don’t do anything, I’ll handle it. He tries to warn Ronan that if he does anything stupid, Greenmantle will do something horrific like take one of his brothers’ arms or something. Ronan just storms out. Gansey is sad because his friend is sad, so Blue gives him the fruit at the bottom of her yogurt. That helps a little. 

When Adam gets home from work late, Gansey shows up in his pajamas and an overcoat. He’s there with some kind of excuse about homework, but really he just wanted to chat. Adam realizes something about Gansey is off. He hasn’t really been the same since that moment in the pit. His confidence has faltered. Adam always thought he wanted Gansey to “get a taste of the real world” and experience how scary and unfair it is, but now he’s not so sure. He likes him the way he is. And does what he can to cheer him up in his Adam way. I love this line:

Adam couldn’t remember how they had managed to fight so continuously over the summer. Gansey, his best friend, his stupid and kind and marvelous best friend.

Gansey mentions that when they find Glendower, he wants to wish to bring Noah back to life. Then he heads out. We learn that Adam is hiding a letter with a court date for his father on the shelf. He doesn’t want to tell anyone about it. OH BABYYY!!

Blue gets into a fight with Orla when her cousin basically says “You need to make some actual friends at your actual school and quit hanging out with these rich idiots who are just going to leave you for the Ivy Leagues in a year. Also it’s weird how much you all love each other.” And Blue says “Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you Hey Gansey.” And they drive off together with Malory and his dog. They knock on the doors of local hillbillies, one of whom, Jesse Dittley, shows them the cave in his back yard that might be connected to the Cabeswater cave. Only he says it’s cursed, so they can never ever explore it. Now they have to decide if they’re going to persuade Jesse or trespass. 

The Gray Man shows up to Greenmantle’s farm house and points a gun at his wife’s head and the guy doesn’t even give a shit. He just eats cheese crackers while he threatens him. Piper (his wife) doesn’t care either. Greenmantle says he’s going to ruin Gray’s life if he doesn’t turn over the Greywaren in 9 days, and Gray said he’ll consider this and just leaves. I’m like COME ON GRAY. Just SHOOT THESE PRICKS like you SHOT YOUR BROTHER. But then we wouldn’t have a book and I do suppose I want to see what random way this book’s villain ends up dying in the end lol.

Adam is working alone at the mechanic shop at night during a thunderstorm when spooky stuff starts happening. At first he thinks it’s Noah, but he figures out pretty quickly that it’s Cabeswater trying to communicate. It doesn’t really know how else to communicate other then fucking scaring the DAYLIGHTS out of him and warping the scenery and showing him dead people. He scrambles to the tarot cards, flips 3 over, and focuses until he figures out what Cabeswater wants. It’s just a crack that needs to be repaired in the leyline. He’s just gotta move some rocks around somewhere. He says cool, I’ll take care of it this week and the room stops warping into nightmare world. Adam is relieved, but jittery, and it certainly doesn’t help when the fucking albino night horror monster shows up, next. 

Adam is crumpled on the ground when Ronan steps in like “Shoo. Go on, get.” — They exchange some sassy words. Ronan thinks school is lame and Adam tells him to go do his homework. Adam is making very conscious efforts not to fight with Gansey or Blue ever again, but he has a comfortable enough relationship with Ronan to know they will still have many fights. Ronan leaves in a huff. But when Adam gets in his car after work, there’s a jar of DREAM LOTION for his chapped hands that have been driving him crazy in his car. “Manibus” it says (Latin?) “For your hands”

AWWWWWWW YOU GUUYYYSSS!!! I think Ronan has a huge crush on Adam’s hands.

Gansey and Malory have a discussion about Glendower and the 3 people sleeping underground and blah blah blah. Okay then Noah shows up hahaha. They have a super cute exchange over this little metallic snowman Noah found in Ronan’s room. And then Gansey tells Noah he’d like to ask Glendower to give him life. Noah is touched by this, but doesn’t seem to believe it’s possible. The whole time they’re talking, Gansey is touching his ear because he thinks he feels hornets there. Noah stops him and blows cold air on his ears, saying “It’s okay. You’re safe. There’s nothing there.”

Because it was Noah and no one else, Gansey could admit, “I don’t know what I’ll do if I find him, Noah. I don’t know what I’ll be if I’m not looking for him. I don’t know the first thing about how to be that person again.” Noah put the clay in Gansey’s hands. 

“That’s exactly how I feel about the idea of being alive again.”

That’s the end of the chapter. AUGH I love these KIDS!! I love how much they love each other! They don’t behave like realistic teenagers AT ALL. They’re too emotionally mature and kind and intelligent hahaha But I love it all the same!!!

Also? I can’t reiterate enough how obvious it is that Gansey’s near-death experience obviously shook him. He’s been obsessed with Glendower ever since then, puzzled by the nagging feeling of “why me? Why was I saved?” — and he literally doesn’t remember who he was before this obsession. Beautiful character building.

Blue gets into a fight with Calla because she’s in an awful mood and misses her Mom so much it’s driving her nuts. Calla reveals that she misses Maura too, but their powers don’t work where Cabeswater is concerned. They can’t see events happening in it for some reason. Blue finds the list of names she made on St. Mark’s Day and takes it outside. She thought that hillbilly sounded familiar. And sure enough, his name is on the list. The Gray man is out there having a beer and I love that he’s like…part of the family now. They have the sweetest conversation and he sees Gansey’s name on the list. He tells her fate could change. Fate is a promise and promises can be broken. And he has a decision to make before Sunday. 

Gansey is laying in bed at night with his phone on his chest, waiting for Blue to call. Hoping she’ll call. (She doesn’t have a cell so he has to hope she’ll creep down to the reading room and also have insomnia like he does). Just as he’s chastising himself for wanting her to call him, she DOES. And they have a severely stupid conversation about ducks lol. But hearing her voice puts him in such a good mood. They hang up and then Ronan bursts in on him in the kitchen/bathroom/laundry room. There’s a cute moment where he tricks Gansey into listening to the murder squash song on his headphones, and after they laugh about that, he’s finally able to feel happy and go to sleep.

The next day at school, a classmate named Henry Cheng asks Gansey to sign his petition to hold an election for student council. Henry seems really sweet and like a good guy. So it sucks that Ronan is mean to him! Bad Ronan! He’s just crazy jealous. Like Orla said, it’s weird how much these kids platonically love each other.

Alright so Gansey is speaking with the principal about something we don’t know yet… so Ronan takes Adam out to the Barns. He shows him what he’s been working on… Which is trying to dream up an object that wakes up the comatose things his father dreamed. He shows Adam his “workshop”, which used to be Nial’s “workshop”, which is really just a dusty tack room with a chair and a blanket in it. Ronan shows Adam a few objects he’s made. One is this weird mirror, shifty, strange thing that Adam can’t look at for more than a second. When he holds it up to a cow, it’s ears twitch but it doesn’t wake up. 

Ronan reveals that the reason he’s so desperate to make an object like this… is because he realized that HE DREAMED MATTHEW. ON ACCIDENT. When he was a child. Declan told him. So he’s terrified that if/when he dies, Matthew will be comatose, and he doesn’t want that. 

This chapter is also RIFE with Ronan/Adam flirting!

As they moved through the old barn, Adam felt Ronan’s eyes glance off him and away, his disinterest practiced but incomplete. Adam wondered if anyone else noticed. Part of him wished they did and immediately felt bad, because it was vanity, really: See, Adam Parrish is wantable, worthy of a crush, not just by anyone, someone like Ronan, who could want Gansey or anyone else and chose Adam for his hungry eyes.

And when looking at the beautiful pictures in the tack room (contrasting Adam’s father’s office, which was all trucks and pin-up girls):

It was so different from what Adam’s father had pinned to his workspace walls that again Adam considered Ronan’s admiration of him. Someone like him treating someone like Adam as someone worthy —

When Adam asks why he keeps driving all the way out here to dream, Ronan answers that sometimes he dreams of wasps. So he can’t try this at Monmouth. Also, he says, he’s dreamt a punch of epipens and hidden them all over the factory and school. WHICH I TOTALLY CAUGHT. There was a line in the previous book when those thugs are going through the drawers, and an epipen spills out. But I’m pretty sure when we first meet Gansey in book 1, it says that his one and only epipen is in the glove box of the Pig. Anyway, I think it’s sweet that Ronan is scattering them all over the place. Gansey’s allergy is so bad, epipens might not even help, but it’s sweet that he wants to try.

Adam asks why he showed him all this. Ronan replies: “I hear if you want magic done, you ask a magician.”

That night, Blue calls and asks Gansey to tell her a story about the leyline. He does. Then afterwards, he feels all floaty again after getting to hear her voice before bed. 

There was nothing inherently guilty about the moment except that Gansey burned with guilt and thrill and desire and the nebulous feeling of being truly known. It was on the inside of him, and the inside was all Noah ever really paid attention to. The other boy wore a knowing expression. 

“Don’t tell the others,” Gansey said. 

“I’m dead,” Noah replied. “Not stupid.”

Meanwhile, Colin and Piper are like… the dumbest villains ever lol. And I don’t mean conceptually, I mean intellectually. Wow I hate these guys!! Good job Maggie! They’re just so shallow and callous with people’s lives and hurtful and SHALLOW. Piper has a little rat dog now. She reveals to Colin that she bought spelunking equipment because she thinks “Gray’s psychic bimbo” is down in the underground leyline caves. Thank goodness they don’t know where those caves are, right??? EEEHHHH NERVOUS.

Blue takes the car back out to Jesse Dittley’s house and Noah tags along. She strikes a deal with this hillbilly giant that if she cleans up his yard, he lets them explore his haunted cave. There’s a cute little montage of Blue (tiny but strong) getting the job done. Jesse says “Good ant” because she reminds him of an ant lol. 

 When her and Noah are planting the flowers, he starts acting weird. He starts chanting “Blue Lily, Lily Blue” and his eyes turn into black sunken craters and he’s being CREEPY AS FUCK and getting up right in her face. Jesse sees what’s happening and shoves a mirror in between them, which makes Noah shrink away and scream and then dissapear. Jesse makes her spaghettios and they talk about the nature of the haunted cave and how his family has almost been making like… sacrifices for generations? Like he knows one day he’ll go into that cave, and be killed by whatever is in there, then his son will have to come collect the bones. Like he did for his father. (UGH right??)

Well then Calla and Gansey burst into the house PISSED OFF because it’s been 6 hours since she took the car, she only has a learner’s permit, and she has no cell phone so no one knew where she was. When they get back to 300 Fox Way, EVERYONE is there (except Noah obvs). Ronan. Adam. The whole gangs there because they were out looking for Blue. Blue explains how she knows Jesse Dittley is going to die (tells them about the corpse road) and ADAM — our sweet, intuitive, intelligent, beautiful boy — catches on fucking immediately that one of their names is on that list. He knows she’s lying. ADAM IS SO FUCKING SMART. So he finds an excuse to pull her aside and is like “Which one of us is it?” And she is quiet at first, but eventually tells him, Gansey. And Adam is crushed. Then he’s like… well I fucking know what favor we’re asking Glendower for, then. 

Alright, Chapter 26 is a DOOZY.

Blue wakes up pissed off. Just pissed at how unfair and difficult everything is. So she calls Gansey and asks her to come get her. He seems kind of in a mood too. Not a bad one, just a real genuine… no more pithy little dialogue. Just raw and…REAL!

This wasn’t the Gansey she’d seen in the kitchen earlier; this was the Gansey she secretly called at night.

They drive around. Hands holding over the clutch. He teaches her how to drive the Camaro haha. THEN THIS HAPPENS:

She pulled over. She had thought it was such a simple thing to avoid kissing someone when she’d been with Adam. Her body had never known what to do. Now it knew. Her mouth didn’t care that it was cursed. She turned to Gansey. 

“Blue,” he warned, but his voice was chaotic. This close, his throat was scented with mint and wool sweater and vinyl car seat, and Gansey, just Gansey. 

She said, “I just want to pretend. I want to pretend that I could.” 

He breathed out. 

What was a kiss without a kiss? It was a tablecloth tugged from beneath a party service. Everything jumbled against everything else in just a few chaotic moments. Fingers in hair, hands cupping necks, mouths dragged on cheeks and chins in dangerous proximity. They stopped, noses mashed against each other in the strange way that closeness required. She could feel his breath in her mouth. 

“Maybe it wouldn’t hurt if I kiss you,” he whispered. “Maybe it’s only if you kiss me.” They both swallowed at the same time, and the spell was broken. 

They both laughed, again at the same time, shakily. “And then we never speak of it again,” Gansey said, mocking himself softly, and Blue was so glad of it, because she had played the words from that night over and over in her mind and wanted to know he had, too. Gently he tucked her hair behind her ears — this was a fool’s errand, because it had never been behind her ears to begin with and wouldn’t stay. But he did it again and again, and then he took out two mint leaves and put one in his mouth and one in hers.

WHEW!!! Fuckiiiin loved that. Well fuck it’s kind of short lived though. On their way home, they come across Henry Cheng whose car is broken down (at like 3am?? Dude.) so he asks to use Gansey’s phone. And his presence kind of breaks the spell of the night. Blue hates how Gansey’s voice changes when he talks to his Aglionby friends. She tells him this. I think she’s so wound up and hurt from wanting and not being able to have… and probably some dumb part of her 17 year old brain wants to spoil it for reasons other than the curse. 

Because she says some hurtful shit. Like “What was I thinking? You and I would never work. We’re from two different worlds.” Gansey is pretty wise though. He can tell there’s another component than this other than her dislike of how his voice changes when he talks to Henry.

“When are you going to tell me what this is really about?” This made her heave a great shuddered breath that was close to tears. “Never.”

AW BABIES!!

Okay so, I read the next chapter last night? And literally had to put the book down. I was like NOPE! TOO SPOOKY! Too late. Too dark. Too scared. This is what happens:

It’s the day the gang goes to explore Dittley’s cursed cave. It’s raining. Gansey feels off. Just like one of those days where nothing goes right. The mood is sour. His favorite sweater is dirty, so he has to wear one he doesn’t like. YOU KNOW. He’s also like… not ready to find Glendower. He’s like the dog that chases the car and doesn’t know what to do once he’s caught it.

But weird shit starts happening as soon as they enter the cave. Adam is like “shut up Ronan, cut it out. Quit singing.” And everyone says “Ummm Adam? No one is singing.” Then CHAINSAW THE BIRD opens her little beak like a record payer and stars “singing” haunting music about “all hail the Raven king. Here he comes lalalala” and then she flies off into the cave. Ronan is like…. “NO MY BABY!” And wants to go chase after her solo but everyone is like hell to the no, Rone this cave is fucking with us. Gansey asks Adam what he thinks, and when Adam touches the cave wall, his EYES TURN BLACK. I think this is something that’s been happening for a while when he does psychic stuff. He thinks they should keep going and the cave is just trying to scare them as a defense mechanism. 

So they keep going until they find like… basically a tomb. Decorated with statues and carvings and raven stuff and it’s like… this is it. This is the tomb of Glendower. They found it and it was THAT EASY — which just totally unsettles Gansey. The whole time he’s thinking… this is nothing like the vision I had in the spirit tree (because he literally saw that moment and this space looks different. The energy is off). They find a tomb with a big heavy lid/statue on it….

They found Chainsaw by the way and she’s fine lol

And here’s where I was like…nope. Too scary. They open the tomb, and it’s not Glendower. It’s a woman with her wrists and ankles bound, laying FACE DOWN, and when they open the impossibly heavy lid, and it falls loudly, HER HEAD SNAPS ALL THE WAY AROUND TO FACE THEM and she crawls out of the box. The way she’s described, she sounds like “The Ring” girl lol all long black stringy hair. And she’s singing the weird Blue Lily, Lily Blue song and laughing. Gansey flips from nervous and uncertain to calm, collected badass in a second. This lady is in her 20’s and is coo coo bananas. Keeps flirting with all the boys. Singing nonsense. They decide they can’t just leave her in the cave, so they take her out OH FUCK GUYS! REALLY???

I have such a bad feeling about this. The psychics said there were 3 sleepers and only 2 should be woken up. The other one they said ABSOLUTELY NOT TO WAKE.

Well they get outside and it’s raining blood and windy, and the sun is out, and there’s a, um… COMET IN THE SKY?? Gansey says that in the texts, there’s mention of a comet on the day Glendower was buried. The lady says she doesn’t like Adam. She calls him a mongrel (which actually really hurts his feelings). And Gansey sets her straight like “Hey we’ve been nothing but nice to you. His name is Adam Parrish and you will address him as such” and she’s like “YES MY LORD”. Turns out she wasn’t even asleep. This witch was buried and has been lying face down for hundreds of years. They take her to Jesse and she admits to haunting his family and killing his ancestors and is like “SORRYYYYY” and then they stuff her in the suburban. Blue has a cute moment with Jesse and says “We broke the curse, so now you can live happily with you family. Please don’t die” and he’s like “GOOD ANT.”

They take her to 300 Fox Way. 

Calla: “Do you remember how I said that there were three sleepers, and Maura’s job was to not wake one of them, and your job was to wake one of the others? Remember how I didn’t say anything about the other one? I did not mean bring her to my kitchen.”

Okay well at least she’s not the BAD sleeper. I was so afraid of this witch lady at first and now I’m calming down. She’s kind of more silly than anything. She says her name is Sorrow but she speaks in poems so I don’t know how true that is. Calla tells Adam and Ronan to go get supplies for her.

Adam and Ronan exchanged a wide-eyed look. Adam’s look said, What does that mean? and Ronan’s said, I don’t care; let’s get out of here before she changes her mind. Gansey frowned after them as they scrambled to the front door.

Fucking love them. Lol I love the imagery of these two SCRAMBLING for the door. I’d be like yeah let’s get away from the lady that can possess ghosts and birds please. Alright so crazy lady says that Artemis is the one who tied her up!! As punishment? When they untie her hands, she spins around and tells Gansey her name is actually Gwenllian. And he’s stunned, because that’s the name of Glendower’s daughter.

Chapter 29 is Adam and Ronan shopping for Gwenllian (wow that’s a pretty name) and I am here for it. “I don’t even know what to get, a kennel?” — Ronan. This whole scene is really adorable. Watching them throw toothbrushes and shampoo and shit in the cart. Like we all know the guys are friends. But I don’t think we’ve seen so many scenes with Ronan and Adam casually hanging out up until now. They see Colin Greenmantle’s wife with a shopping cart full of gardening stuff that looks dangerous. But they decide to drop it and leave the store.

There’s a random scene in the parking lot where Ronan is like GET IN THE CART PARRISH. And they behave like teenaged boys for a minute and ride/slam the cart Jackass style into Ronan’s BMW. This is so cute and spontaneous, I can understand why I’ve seen so much fan art of it lol. Ronan asks Adam to tell him what he’s researched about Greenmantle so he can get to dreaming about it.

Blue has a sweet conversation with Malory where he reveals his therapy Dog is for anxiety. But he doesn’t really have anxiety. He can sense auras. And when he’s around big crowds, it gets overwhelming. He says that Blue has a BLUE aura… the color of psychics. He also tells her about when he first met Gansey, this young squirrelly teenager who blew in one day then left the next without explanation. He tells her about how he kind of still had some PTSD back then… he’d collapse and claw at his face like hornets were there. I mean poor baby had this wild experience of DYING horrifically, then having a ghost…voice…revive him and tell him about Glendower. Or was it Glendower’s voice?? It’s not specified. They talk about Gwenllian being an illegitimate child of Glendower’s and how she might have been buried in a “shill” grave. Like a fake one to throw off grave robbers.

Okay so um, this next chapter. Fuck. Ronan and Adam are hanging out in the St. Agnes church. It’s night time. No one is there. Ronan takes Adam up to the choir pews where the organ is and a statue of Mary with little candles all around her. It’s very romantic, and they behave accordingly, sneaking glances at each other. Catching each other staring. It’s all very sweet. 

So they get to talking about what to do about Greenmantle. And Adam has this plan…. But it’s a nasty plan. The problem is they need to frame this guy for a murder he actually did commit (hiring a hit man to kill Nial Lynch), but doing that is going to be really hard. So Adam has an idea to frame him for a different type of crime. One that is taken VERY SERIOUSLY and is easier to put people away for. Maggie doesn’t go into details here, but I think it has something to do with…. Illegal… children stuff….. Ronan is VERY NOT OKAY WITH THIS. Because he’s the one that has to dream up the “evidence” to plant on this guy. But he understands why it needs to be done. 

He tells Adam “fuck it. I’ll do it now. Leave and I’ll make your stuff.” And Adam is like “I don’t wanna leave. Also brb I gotta go scry/separate my soul from my body for second to talk to my forest and ask Cabeswater to show you what kind of phone Greenmantle has, so you can dream up a copy.” - the fact that Adam can do this, that he knows how to ASTRAL PROJECT by staring at a flickering candle flame, is so cool. I love that he’s magic now. 

Well when Adam comes back from his conversation with the forest, he finds himself staring at a badly beaten, carved up, dying in pain…Ronan. AUGH the description of it is so gruesome. Adam is horrified, and moves to help, but is interrupted by the REAL Ronan perched up on the pew. He explains that he tried to warn Adam. Sometimes his bad dreams come back with him. He didn’t want him to see stuff like this. (I think Adam is white as a ghost at this point) — Like, HOW MANY TIMES HAS RONAN BURIED HIMSELF? How many times has this HAPPENED? He had to dream a double of himself for the monsters to kill, otherwise he would have brought them out with him in the real world. Ronan is pissed at Adam for making him dream this depraved shit… and seeing what I’m sure is something really private (his dream…deaths..) and they say nasty words after Ronan demands Adam leave.

Back in his apartment, Adam takes a long shower. He’s going through a lot… So it doesn’t help AT ALL when his fucking FATHER shows up at his door and pushes his way in. To Adam’s credit, he doesn’t rise to any of the bait that is being put out there. His father is saying this whole court thing is ridiculous and there’s no way he’ll win. He knows the judge. Adam is just crying for attention. Etc. Etc. Adam like… retreats into himself and can feel and smell Cabeswater and the branches growing protectively around him. His body is in that room, but his spirit is somewhere else. When his dad tries to touch him, he gets pricked, and has a thorn sticking out of his hand. Then he leaves. (So cool)

Adam stood there for a long moment. He wiped the heel of his hand over his right eye and cheek, then dried it on his slacks.

AUGH this poor KID!! Fresh off this traumatic event of watching his friend get brutally murdered… he’s got a magic forest talking to him in his head… and now this douche canoe of a father comes and starts shit. Like WOW why can’t Adam have nice things??

So Colin and Piper are in the cave and you want to hate them, but then they do really funny things. Like Piper is such a dingbat. She brought her dog and is picking up poop in a baggie. You almost, ALMOST like them and then Colin says shit like this: “What I’m going to do is hire a billion million minions to come look in caves for this woman, and if that doesn’t work, I’ll just eviscerate her daughter in front of the Gray Man instead.” - AUGH. FUCK YOU DUDE. Piper stops because she hears something, but we never get confirmation as to what. Colin randomly thinks about people sleeping and wanting to wake up one of them (??Cave, what are you doing??). Then they decide to leave. 

Blue sure wishes her mom would come home. Gwenllian is hella weird and exhausting to be around. But she’s getting more likable too. She’s like the house crazy lady now. Stealing everyone’s clothes, talking to trees, and storing things in her hair lol. Gansey keeps showing up to try to get info out of her, but she’s hard to wrangle. Lately everyone has been busy. Adam and Ronan keep running off to do their thing. Noah hasn’t shown up since he freaked out at Jesse’s house. And Gansey has some mysterious after-school commitment he keeps running off to. 

Gray comes over and Gwen is pulling a vacuum around the house like a dog lol She tells him her sad story of hearing about her Dad’s advisor trying to incite war. So she tried to stab him at dinner. She was sentenced to being buried alive after that. Gray tells Blue that Adam and Ronan HIRED him to help with this Greenmantle framing thing. He won’t tell her details but asks about her haunted cave and if she thought it might be a good place to hide bodies. Then he asks her to show him, so she’s like okay!

Sometimes this book just… makes you forget what you’re reading about lol. Blue tells her aunts the hitman is taking her out, so they go on their adventure. 

I love that Jesse and Blue are friends, and I love that he calls her Ant because she reminds him of these tough African ants he saw in a documentary once. Blue and Gray ask to see the cave, and Jesse is like “Sure but I gotta warn you, weird shits been happening lately” and he shows them. And basically these like… MONSTERS are coming out of the cave. Gray shoots one and it has like…3 heads? Blue thought they broke the curse by taking Gwen out of the cave, but Jesse thinks she was holding these monsters back. So. Now that’s a thing. 

ALSO WHAT HAPPENED TO THE COMET AND THE RAINING BLOOD? Did that go away? I suppose so since society isn’t falling apart??

That night, Gwen comes to Blue’s room with a spoonful of mayo lol. I like her random objects. Gwen, in unhinged sing-song, explains that she and Blue are similar. Blue would call herself a battery. Gwen calls them mirrors. Gwen also says— “YOU’RE A WITCH, HARRY!” And Blue is a little excited at the thought of finally having a name, even if it is witch. Gwen shoves Blue to stand between Neeve’s two mirrors, and when’s he looks to her left and right, her reflection vanishes. But she’s still there in the room. So that’s weird. Gwen eats her mayonnaise. I’m sure those mirrors will mean something later!!

Also I’ve decided I love Gray. He’s on the list with the boys, and Blue, and Maura — the list of people I will be heartbroken over if they die. Gansey is at the top.

Colin notices that his wife is acting super weird. She always stares at herself in the mirror, but when he calls her name she doesn’t respond. She’s staring off into space and then kicks him out of the bathroom.

In Chapter 37, Gansey is relishing moments of high school monotony. The happiness of walking in between Ronan and Adam. Watching the crowd part for them. Dew on the grass. Coffee in the air. Normal teenager shit. They run into Henry who is still on his very passionate quest to convince the administration to instate a student council. Gansey goes to get Henry coffee in the teacher’s lounge, which is adorable that he can just WALK in there and take stuff. Then he hears someone shout Adam’s name, followed by a LOUD NOISE.

Gansey spills back into the courtyard to see that some construction workers dropped a bunch of concrete panels, and it’s broken into pieces — fine shards — all over the courtyard. Ronan and Henry are COVERED in dust. Adam is standing eerily in the center of it, perfectly calm, protected by a bubble of air. Like he’s untouched. The grass around him is completely clean. WE LOVE OUR MAGIC BOY!!! Everyone is taking pictures like “omg Adam you’re so lucky!” I love this exchange:

Gansey leaned and Adam pulled him in even closer, gripping his shoulder tightly. Right into Gansey’s ear, he whispered, voice tinged in disbelief, “I didn’t — I just asked — I just thought —” 

“Thought what?” Gansey asked. 

Adam released him. His eyes were on the circle around him. “I thought that. And it happened.” The circle was absolutely perfect: dust without, dustless within. 

“You marvelous creature,” Gansey said.

Thank you for saying what we were all thinking Gans!

Okay so the next day is the court case. Adam is, understandably, a ball of nerves standing in the courtroom. Cabeswater is there with him in spirit. He can feel leaves wrapping around his body that aren’t really there. Adam is really regretting being there alone, now. He misses his friends. He wished he could get over his pride and let them in. THEN GANSEY AND RONAN SHOW UP. Ronan even tucked his shirt in and did his tie correctly. And Gansey strides up to the judge and shakes his hand because he KNOWS THE GUY and asks to be character witnesses. So the Judge is like “I’ll allow this!” — YOU ARE SO FUCKED ROBERT PARRISH. YOU’RE SO FUCKED!!

Adam has this amazing growth moment of realizing Gansey has always seen him as an equal. It was never a charity case. It was just friendship. Like real love for his friends.

Smash cut to a few days later. I guess we don’t get to find out what happened in court yet! But Adam asks Blue if she wants to come along on Cabeswater business. He’s sitting in a gas station wondering if the pulse in his veins is blood or the leyline and Noah shows up and is like “Yeah I wonder the same thing.” — Adam is like….ummmm did you just reply to my thoughts? Noah’s like I dunno.

OMG can we appreciate this scene, where they turn on the radio and the murder squash song comes on… and Adam panicky and ejects the tape. Blue is like HOW? HOW did that make it off the internet??

Noah cackled and showed them the cassette. It boasted a handmade label marked with Ronan’s handwriting: PARRISH’S HONDAYOTA ALONE TIME. The other side was A SHITBOX SING-ALONG.

Ronan dreamed him a mix tape. So fucking cute. 

They get to the forest and a tarot card tells Adam where to head: 3 boulders making something of a natural gazebo. There he scries, and says he’s never done this in front of people before, so he doesn’t know what he looks like. He thinks it’s not happening at first, but realizes pretty quickly that when he talks to Blue, she’s not responding. And his spirit is outside his body. He figures out that some rocks need to be rearranged on the mountain to help the leyline. Cabeswater asks for the Greywarren and Adam is like nah, he’s not here, just me lol. He figures out that there is more than one Cabeswater and he doesn’t know how awake the others are or if they’re connected somehow. I guess there’s a network of magical forests on the leyline. He drifts and drifts and finds himself in a cave with a spooky red door and a woman who seems familiar, but he’s so in spirit-mode he can’t remember her. A man is with her. They tell him to GO. I think this is Maura and Artemis. But we don’t know. 

Anyway there’s a spooky red door that is eerily enchanting. It’s equal parts terrifying and makes you want to open it like you’ve never wanted anything else in your life… but you’re also afraid. Adam gets sucked into this feeling and almost opens the door when Blue and Noah cut his hand and he gets thrown back into his body. They said he just went blank, and quit blinking, then he quit breathing, so they panicked lol. GOOD FRIENDS.

They move some rocks. The leyline is so happy, Noah is able to look SOLID and human. Not even a smudge. This cute thing happens:

They staggered back toward the trail. Blue’s arm was linked around the back of Noah, and her fingers grabbed Adam’s T-shirt so that they were one creature, a drunken six-legged animal.

Suddenly Adam remembers it was Maura he saw in the cave, and he tells Blue. DUN DUN DUNNN!!

Okay but seriously though, what about the comet and what about the court case MAGGIE??

Persephone calls Adam to have a one last psychic training session, and its at a general store on some rocking chairs. Adam is trying to get some information out of her. Like is Maura alive? How do I save Gansey’s life? But Persephone is all dreamy and just wants to talk about the number 3. And how significant that number is. Then, she vanishes, and Adam asks the clerk if he came here alone or not. And she says he’s just been talking to himself this whole time. 

Oh my god Chapter 41 is NUTS. Blue races home to find Adam and Calla getting ready to do some scrying in the reading room because Persephone is missing. Adam, who doesn’t trust anyone, tells Blue “I’m trusting you” — and Blue and Calla hold his hands. Blue is going to amplify his power and Calla is going to keep an eye on the thread to make sure he doesn’t get lost. If your soul strays too far from your body, you die. Adam’s eyes go completely black. And for a moment, he speaks WITH Persephone’s voice calling out for Maura. But then his voice comes back, calling for Persephone. Calla is finally like “alright, pull the cord” and Blue has to let go of him and sever her energy so he’ll wake up. 

“Cut him off,” Calla snarled. “I know you can. I’ll pull him back!” 

As Calla used her free hand to press a thumb to the center of Adam’s forehead, Blue frantically imagined what she had done to pull the plug on Noah back in Monmouth. Only it had been one thing to do it while Noah threw things about. It was another thing to do it as she watched Adam’s still chest and his empty eyes. Another thing as his shoulders sagged and his face fell into Calla’s waiting hands.

She tried to visualize the white light pouring down to strengthen them, but it was hard when she could see Adam’s body sprawled limply across the end of the reading table. Calla slapped his face. “Come on, you bastard! Remember your body!”

It takes a minute. But when he comes to, he says Persephone is in the house. Around some mirrors? So they race upstairs and they find Persephone between the two mirrors and she is DEAD!! WTFFFF!!!

Gansey and Ronan arrive late because Gansey’s phone was off and Ronan never answers his. Gansey leaves Adam with Ronan on the porch (after saying some very sweet things to the effect of “It’s not your fault, Parrish”) — and goes inside. Calla is SO UPSET. He says he’s going into that cave and he’s going to get Maura back. Calla is like NEAT I’m coming too. He leaves the psychics in the kitchen and goes upstairs to find Blue sitting on the floor by Perseophone’s bed. And we get this adorable scene:

It was against the rules, but Gansey crouched down beside her, one of his knees against her back, one against her knees, and hugged her. She curled against him, hands balled up against his chest. He felt a hot tear slip into the dip of his collarbone. He closed his eyes against the sun through the window, burning hot in his sweater, foot falling asleep, elbow grinding into the metal bed frame, Blue Sargent pressed up against him, and he didn’t move. Help, he thought. He remembered Gwenllian saying that it was starting, and he could feel it, winding out faster and faster, a ball of thread caught in the wind. Starting, starting — He could not tell who was comforting whom.

“I’m part of the useless new generation,” Blue said finally, the words right on his skin. Desire and dread lay right next to each other in his heart, each sharpening the other.

Maggie just… wtf. Beautiful.

Gwen kind of spins into the scene and speaks in songs and riddles. Says something about how Artemis taught her how to borrow people’s eyes. That’s how she spent the last 600 years. She says some riddle about a tree at night and Gansey asks Gwen to come with them to the cave.

Earlier that day or later… I can’t tell:

Adam and Ronan stand badassily in Colin Greenmantle’s field until he notices. They come out there and exchange some threatening words like “I know what you are” to each other, and Adam produces a Manila folder. 

Oh fuck is THIS how it goes down? Is THIS the plan, boys? I thought they were going to anonymously give it to the police or something. This is ballsy, but I have a bad feeling about this. Okay well they tell him that if he’s not out of town by Friday, everything in this folder comes true. Colin is especially unnerved by Adam, who has the same regal, far-off look as Piper who has been staring at the mirrors in a trance all day. The folder contains a CHILD’S SEVERED HAND in a baggie, and tons of emails, photos, texts, etc painting him as a murderer and pervert. Holy shit, game on. 

Colin…to my complete surprise…looks at the folder and is like HAHAHA YEP. Fuck this. Fuck all this. Clearly those boys have the Greywarren and know how to use it and IIIIIII no longer care. Honey! Get your coat. Pack your bags, we’re leaving town.

But Piper says NO. I hired two thugs and we’re driving out to the boonies to enter a cave, because I’m having visions about doors, they’re calling me, and we’re fucking going in the cave. Colin comes along, hoping he can convince her to stop it on the way, but they end up running into Jesse Dittley guarding the cave and she fucking SHOOTS HIM. Gray shows up and tries to stop them, but Piper is in full on badass mode and takes him hostage. Colin and Piper get in a fight, and then she tells him to just leave. Go run off like a coward. AND HE FUCKING DOES JUST THAT.

Alright, so the Gansey gang also enters the cave on the Cabeswater side. Calla stays in the car to keep time with Matthew after Blue begs her. Adam is at the front of the line with Ronan behind him, because they figure Cabeswater is more keen to protect the two of them. Ronan also brought his ghost light, one of his dream objects. Gwen is singing her crazy songs. They find THE PIT and Adam and Ronan opt to go in and check it out first. They’re like… full on besties now. Ronan even squeezes Adam’s arm when they’re looking down the pit as if to say “Don’t fall in”

When they get down there, they find some hornet nests (EEK!!) and between Adam’s magic and Ronan’s dream powers, they transform them into birds. I did not know this was something they could do. But NEAT!! They’re Gansey’s magicians. I think it’s the same Cabeswater magic that manifests your thoughts. 

Okay so then they go get the gang and bring them down there, and they find a massive room occupied by hundreds of animal bones - just standing on the ground, fully in tact and suspended upright. Some of them are from animals that are extinct or thought to not exist, like UNICORNS and primordial beasts no one has ever heard of. Gwen says some shit like “If you cannot wake these beasts, then how do you expect to wake my father?” — and Adam hatches a plan to pull his leyline magic toward Ronan, who has his weird dream object no one can look at, and Blue can amplify, and Gansey can point the rocks accordingly. They almost pull it off, but it’s not working. Then Gansey says, with authority, “Wake up” and the skeletons become real animals. YES. I think Gansey’s magic is… commanding things. He is the group leader, after all. 

The animals start stampeding toward the exit. Ronan and Blue manage to hop on the backs of some of them, and they hop out of the room before Gansey, Adam, or Gwen can follow.

Ronan and Blue adventure! LET’S GO!! They’re in a room with a cave lake that doesn’t make any ripples when you throw stuff into it. Ronan is so done. “Hey, I have an idea! Fuck magic. Fuck this.” — When Blue looks into the lake, she sees her mother’s dead body. Ronan pulls her back, saying it’s a trick. He saw his Dad, even though he’s buried in the ground. 

This is sweet. 

For a moment they remained that way, Ronan holding her as tightly as he would hold his brother Matthew, his cheek on her shoulder. Every time she thought she could go on, she saw the face of her mother’s corpse again. Finally, she pulled back, and Ronan stood up. He looked away, but not before she saw the tear he flicked from his chin. “Fuck this,” he said again.

Man, fuck this cave for showing these kids their dead parents. 

Blue remembers some nonsense Gwen said about mirror magic, and how people (witches?) with their particular ability had mirror powers. So Blue thinks she can walk across the shallow lake and be okay. But it’ll swallow Ronan if he goes in. So she has to go alone. He gives her his ghost light, which is super sweet because that means he has to sit there and wait there in the DARKNESS.

Holy shit. So Blue makes it across the river and finds a small chamber with the creepy red door. The door that holds the sleeper we are definitely NOT supposed to wake up. She finds ARTEMUS there, kneeling and looking worse for wear, then also MAURA BEHIND HIM!! She’s alive!! And she is not okay. Apparently they’ve been down there for a very long time, trying to resist the door. It’s so bad, they can’t move. Blue is okay. She hears the door tempting her, but she is a mirror, so it’s not as bad. She ties her parents’ hands and is determined to get them out of there. 

But then Piper shows up with one of her thugs and Mr. Gray in tow. They exchange words. Piper is truly awful and very stupid — going for the door that is probably promising her fame and money. There’s a scuffle, and for some reason the cave is COLLAPSING while everyone is fighting. I forget why it’s collapsing. Maybe from the stampede. It takes some effort, but Blue and her parents make it out safely, along with Mr. Gray. THANK GOODNESS. 

Okay… but what about THE GUYS?? MY BABIES?????

It jumps to a week later. Everyone made it out okay, yay! They gang is dropping Malory off at the airport. Adam picks at the scabs on his hand and thinks about what Persephone told him:

She had told him that there were three sleepers. One to wake, one to not wake. One in between. The others thought that Gwenllian was the one in between, but that didn’t really make sense, because she’d never been asleep. So he didn’t know if it was true or not, but he sort of liked to believe that the third sleeper had been him.

So that’s interesting. Maybe the third sleeper was Adam’s psychic ability. 

One is definitely Glendower. 

One is maybe Adam.

The third is some kind of bad no no we don’t want to wake up. 

Alright well in the epilogue, Piper wakes up in the cave. And NEEVE IS THERE. FUCKING NEEVE. And Neeve says “Hey, wanna get out of this cave? Help me wake them up.” And Piper is like “Fuck yeah!” And they OPEN THE GOD DAMN DOOR. FUCK!

And this?

The sleeper wasn’t human. Piper wasn’t sure why she’d expected it would be. Instead, it was small, and black, and shiny, with more legs than she’d expected. It was powerful. Neeve said, “We have to do it at the same time to get the fa —” Piper reached out and touched it before Neeve could move. “Wake up.”

And that’s the end of book 3!!! 

As always I’m finishing this book like “HAHA I LOVED IT! I THINK? What happened???” — like some of those parts felt rushed. I wanted to see the courtroom scene, but understand why that was cut. (Would have liked to hear the results of it, anyhow!). Still curious about the comet and raining blood lol. And the 3 headed monsters that were spilling out of the cave? What were Gansey and Adam doing while Ronan and Blue were trapped in the room with the mirror lake?? Is Artemis just like, out in the world now? Is it going to be weird with Mr. Gray there. 

Well all the same, I love this book. I love these characters and their severely strange and often scary adventures. I love the relationship emerging between Gansey and Blue. I love the relationship emerging between Adam and Ronan. I love Noah. He’s scary and adorable all in the same breath. They’ve got their group dynamic DOWN with the king, the mages, and the mirror. Everyone is starting to realize their powers, even Gansey, whose power is inspiring everyone and being POSITIVE. EXCELSIOR!

There’s one more book in this series and I’m not ready. AUGH. Here we go. 

Deadass Rating: 7.5/10

Unofficial theme song: “Cosmic Love” by Florence + the Machine

[inkedmyths]

S2: E1 "In My Time of Dying"

Brought to you by hi, I'm not dead, just very sleepy a lot because of school. Finally answered all those anons, now an episode. Just for you guys.

This episode featuring: Dean's on strike 2 with the near death nonsense, Sam's psychic-ing needs work, don't fear the reaper, and Certified Dad Moments

Woooo recap

[ Kayla: CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SOOOON ]

WHSHSHSH THE RADIO GOING as they're like half dead in the car

Oop there goes the demon

Oh no the poor guy that was posessed

RIP Sam is the only one still conscious

Morning sleeping beauty

Hm. Maybe? Creepy empty hospital? Whats up here

[ Silas: color theory ]

Is Dean having one of them out of body experiences

HE SURE IS I CALLED IT

Cmon Sam aren't you psychic

[ Anniss snickers, having apparently forgotten what this guy gets up too. Yeah Sam's just sort of psychic and it's only relevant like half the time. ]

Dean's standing here like AAA IM RIGHT HERE GODDAMMIT

Sooo true Sam but like yeah it is important

Protection since they might be attacked at any time

Dean (out of body) judging their Dad

OH NO THE CAR

Whshshsgsgsv where's Dean is he going MY CARRR

Ohhh Sam are u projecting onto the car

Ohh Bobby knows someth too... what are they hidiiing

Dean is like I WANT TO BE ACTUALLY AWAKE THIS ISN'T FAIR

Oooough hes yelling at his dad... who can't hear him........

UH OH

Somethin zoomed by

Is Dean gonna have to outrun Death or someth... who dis

Hmmmmm thats not good

UH OHH

Oh they are fighting and now Dean can't intervene

OH Dean can knock stuff around!!

WJSHSH DEAN

Uh oh Dean

OH NO

Bitch slap it bitch slap it

Oh Sam is picking up on somthing now!

Okay so there is something haunting the hospital

Dean is going to literally be fighting for his life

Oh someone else is stuck like this!! Hi Tessa! Out of body funtime party! Trying not to die!

Oh whatcha grabbin Sam?

Whshshs now we are just vibing as out-of-body spirits

Oh the spooky! The evil spooky!

Hmmm

Whatcha got there Sam are u gonna put it on Dean to try and talk to him

WAIT DOES HE HAVE

HAHAHAHAHHAA

OUIJA BOARD THATS SO FUNNY

Dean is so offended and put off

"Hunt"

"Reaper"

Hough

:(

Uh oh John is Gone

Ur a terrible father sir

[ Crepe says this is his highest point in being a father, which is terribly ominous. ]

Just a little light Demon Summoning

U h O h

ohhhhh

John buddy what the hell. Literally! Lol. Since we're summoning shit

Hello Demon(s)

MAKE A DEAL?

I don't like this but I guess we have to start somewheeeere

"You can't leave me here alone with Dad, we'll kill each other, you know that" wjshsj love functional families

"We were just starting to be brothers again" AUGH :((

WHSHSHS SHES JUST GIVING HIM THE STAGES OF GRIEF

Damn this is heavy

A Warrior's Death

Ohh. OH THATS HOW ANGRY SPIRITS ARE BORN..... Wough.........

The Colt for Dean.......

Hm? Sam and the other children? Whats the deallll

[ Crepe and Melon are hyping up the upcoming Father Moment. ]

Oh no! Oh boy! Im a fear!

I kind of like this Reaper tbh she's just. Nice. Talking people through their deaths.

[ Crepe says they all do that. ]

Yeah I guess the last one was leashed and pissed about it

OH NO

what the fuck

The doctor: Hm well thats fucking bizarre

Dean doesn't remember????

"Except this pit in my stomache saying something's wrong..."

Hm

Hmm

John: (apologizes and asks not to fight)

Sam: Are you good?? You okay???

(The answer is no)

GOD. Being about to die is one helluva wakeup call. BASTARD

Dean: ??? Fear?? Worried??? Dad what?????

Oh hes telling him someth

???

Dramatically drops the coffee

Howd u drop it upright

Time of death 10:41 AM

Well damn!

Great start to season 2: Dads fuckin dead!

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I guess that's one hell of a way to kick things off for the season, but damn. Like, after all that work they put into trying to find their dad, then trying to help him, save him... and he dies anyways. So Dean can live.

Crepe and Melon spent several more messages just roasting the hell out of John Winchester, which, while it's probably fair, rather took away from the emotion of the scene LMAO

So uh. Gonna be interesting to see how they go forward from here and what their goal will be.

So. Dad Winchester is dead, the Colt has been taken by That Specific Demon alongside its last bullet, and Dean and Sam are here and traumatized. Interesting.

[fighting-these-demons]

Bucch*g*ri Livebloging Ep 5

Ivy soulcaliber runs an illegal factory on the side???

Hmmmm they're mentioning the gang war. Are they all taking pipes to beat them with? They had like 2 days and the whole time they were planning all this could they not have done this earlier???

MATAKARAAAAAA!!!!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖 He's so awesome! Save the day darling!

Huh. When he's standing normal he sort of looks like Abel Nightroad.

its a sshame he's garbage. I wonder if the way that he uses English is charming or annoying to Japanese audiences?

AJ???????

Oh shit WHY IS HE NAKED AND HAPPY ABOUT IT WHAT THE FUCK????? A PINK CROWN?????

Oh damn. Matakara is about to Loose His Mind! 😨 He's like "I've done everything right. What the fuck is happening here??? This guy ain't shit. Why is Arajin so happy to be here???? Is this guy his type????"

Matakara I'm always rooting for you but if you could turn your head slightly to the left I promise you'll find 2 guys that are CRAZY about you! They're cute too!!!

"Playing king's orders."???????? WHAT DI YOU MEAN?????

GENIE ain't hearing any if this shit. He's side eyeing him so hard like "dude you're enjoying this shit too much"

Arajin brings nothing but shame on Team Sigma.

Good

How is he not the least bit embarrassed????? Thats a whole room full of guys. Damn Ivy Soulcalibur looks so pleased. Just eyeing him.

Another one bites the dust

WAIT. nah there's no way. They wouldn't do a Helen of Troy with this storyline because that would make no sense.

" Are you friends? " "No its not like that at all! "

😨😱💔

MATAKARAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

YOU DESERVE BETTER!!!!!!

DUMP HIM!!!!!! I DONT CARE THAT IT WAS ONE SIDED!!! JUST FORGET THIS LOSER AUGH!!!!

ARAJIN!!!!!!!!!

YOU SHUT YOUR WORTHLESS MOUTH BEFORE YOU BREAK HIS BEAUTIFUL HEART

you kknow I respect that Ivy Soulcalibur has a strict dress code for his gang. They look great in the background and he instantly stands out among them.

Diva behavior. Love that for him.

😱😨

NO MATAKARA!!!!!!!

Oh he has a thing for or maybe beef with Matakara's older brother possibly.

Man wouldn't it be funny and infuriating if someone else calling Matakara "Good Boy" is what finally triggers Arajin finally standing up for Matakara?

KENICHIRO MY BELOVED!!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖

Begging them to give me even a crumb of Butler/Teacher. Just a crumb please! 😭

Hmmmm. Matakara is strong and flexible.

Can't he at least get his arms in front of him?

*sigh* Arajin you've got a long climb to decency and less than 10 episodes. You better get to it. 🙄😒

At least he's helping him

LMAO THE TWO QUESTIONS I KNEW HE'D ASK

Lmao so he IS the only character responding to Arajins insane virginity yells. I called it!

Oh no. 😨

Oh Thank God. Wait he has his own club and idol group? He must be yakuza. No way he has the money for this as a high schooler.

UH OH

Well. We've got more to the flashback

A crumbling bomb shelter. What a great place for a fight!

Arajin run. Run now. Quickly.

Wait wait wait. We STILL don't have an explanation about why Arajin was naked????

There must be a cultural context clue to that king command game or something that I just didn't pick up on.

MATAKARA!!!!!!!! 💖💖💖💖

😫😭💖

WE'RE ALL DELUSIONAL EVERY NOW AND THEN. HE NEEDS THIS DREAM TO GET HIM THROUGH EVERY DAY OF HELL AND I SUPPORT HIM!!!! I JUST WISH IT WAS ANYONE ELSE!!!!

🤦‍♀️

She needs help, but I respect the very much fictional hustle. I'm sick to my stomach but if it were literally any other guy in the crowd then I'd be cheering her on so.

HERE WE GO

🤦‍♀️

At least him doing this makes sense because genies long lost rival lover is wholesale possessing him.

I'm not a fan of this type but damn does he play it well! Suave as hell! 🎉🎉🎉👏👏👏👍👍👍

WHSISJSJSSJSU HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF AN INESCAPABLE PROPOSAL/ROMANTIC GESTURE???

This is beautifully cathartic. 10/10

Oh NOW we get the explanation lol. Amazing. He seems to know that he can't trust this clearly duplicitous man though si that's good.

Poor Genie.

Thanks Incest Ingenue! You've put him back on a path. Is it a good path? I dunno. But it's certainly a path.

I know too many anime tropes honestly. There's another one for Veef with one of the other gangs heads. It was Kenichiro after all! And I bet it's related to Matakara's brother.

Hmmmm interesting. If he does thay often you'd assume there'd be preexisting scarring.

😨😬

That sounds rapey as all hell. Comparing stopping at noting -even murder- to get revenge and get kenichiro and comparing it to Arajin losing his virginity. Sounds like he wants to rape Arajin or arrange a kidnapping or drugging to help Arajin rape someone else.

KENICHIRO!!!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

Uhg. Of course he don't like you bitch you play dirty with weapons when it goes against the creed of the group like????? Your crush and devotion don't mean shit if you fold to suit yourself whenever. 🤷‍♀️

No wonder they dumped ur ass.

Oooooooh 2nd story no guard rail high stakes fight!!!!!!!

I don't think I'll ever see his beautiful eyes but I headcanon them as a lovely shade of lilac. 💜

DAMN EVERYONE HERE HAS A STRAIGHT HUY HALL PASS FOR THIS MAN

I would too if I was a guy I get it.

TEAL TERROR SAVES THE DAY!!!!! GO DARLING GO!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💙💙💙💙💙

Ah yep. Here comes the rape suggestion.

Hmmmm I wonder if it's the rape suggestion with the hand gripping his shoulder from behind with enough force to hold him in place while his own hands are between his asscheeks assumedly against his asshole and it all suddenly overwhelms him?

Like

Or if it's his heart pulling a Grinch and growing 3 sizes this day?

GENIE is noticing too.

LMAO THE CLOSEUP ON HIS HANDS IN HIS OWN ASS

🤣

Ivy Soulcalibur you're gay as the day is long you're so full of shit

HIS HEART GREW 3 SIZES IN RAGE GOOD FOR HIM

Yep blue genie is possessing him for sure. I wouldn't be surprised if it's a 24/7 shared consciousness thing. Clearly whatever they've got going is working for them.

BATEFOOT????? IN THE BOMB SHELTER RUINS???? EVEN GIANTS SUCCUMB TO DIRTY NEEDLES BABE NOOOOOOO

😭

MATAKARA AND TEAL TERROR!!!!

Here he comes! Arajin!!!!

Why do they still want to fight???

JAVASCRIPT AND PINK PETALS END!!! 💖💙💖💙💖💙

[queermarzipan]

Alpha Beta O (That Frat Boy Fic) by The_Serpent_of_Edam — this is. I have. No words. Oh my god. Just. Read it. It's not Omegaverse I promise just. READ IT. Human AU, SUPER FUCKING GOOD, the first time I read it I reread it immediately

Slow Show by mia_ugly — this has been recced by several people already, because it is part of the holy trifecta of Good Omens Fanfic. I'm here to add that AFTER you've finished it, read the fanfics people have written of this fanfiction. At the very least, some faith (the slow show fandom remix) by attheborder, curtaincall. It's SO funny.

Demonology and the Tri-Phasic Model of Trauma: An Integrative Approach by Nnm — I've already recced this to you, but. I have to. It's SO GOOD. Also part of the Trifecta. !!!!!!!READ!!! IMMEDIATELY!!!!!! Okay not immediately just when you have time bUT!!! READ!!!!!

If Not Now, When by ineffablefool — Ace Omens! Human AU! The author refers to "Crowley's slow destruction" in the notes in reference to his feelings for Aziraphale! THIS IS SO GOOD. SO. FUCKING. SOFT. YEARNING. AUGH

Pray For Us, Icarus by Atalan —DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T WANT TO CRY YOUR EYES OUT. I'm serious happy ending but SO MUCH ANGST YOU WILL BAWL. I am only daring to include this because your only qualification this time was that it be a favourite. This is the third arm of the trifecta. Or, well. The third one I read. Because I didn't want to cry. I gave in eventually though :,D

What We Make of It (Shotgun Wedding) by charlottemadison — THIS THIS THIS OH MY FUCK. This is the only time I've ever seen the canonical Arrangement integrated into a human AU. Because. Well. Obviously. BUT THIS AUTHOR MANAGED IT. So. READ. Set in the United States of America; no prior knowledge of such is required to understand the fic. Crowley and Aziraphale are still, of course, English.

stalwart sun, wily moon (Heist AU) by dustnhalos — I CRIED. I CRIED OF FUCKING LOVE AND PARALLELS AND HEALING AND. FUCK. FUCKING HELL. The author is looking to drum up enough attraction to justify a second printing of the PHYSICAL BOOK yes there has been a physical book yes it is BEAUTIFUL. Read ittttt

Rough Enough for Love by Nekhen — FAKE DATING SOFT DOM AZIRAPHALE CROWLEY WHO CRAVES SOFTNESS MORE THAN ANYTHING. WHAT MORE COULD YOU ASK FOR. AUGUGHHHH. Human AU

Fiends With Benefits by VerdantVulpus — Book!Ineffables and Show!Ineffables meet across universes. Much more potent if you have read the book. (Read the book, Asmi.) VERY HOT. VERY FUCKING FUNNY.

as you find the string to strike within me by jadzias — look. Look. I am aware that I'm a slut for hypnosis. I know. I know this about myself. BUT READ IT. OKAY. JUST. READ IT.

The Garden of Delights by ZehWulf — BDSM human AU of my fucking DREAMS. Read the tags, stay safe, et cetera, but if you're not put off PLEASE READ OH MY GOD. This series is AMAZING.

Demon and Angel Professors by Ghostinthehouse — 200-part series, 666 words each, EVERY SINGLE ONE is SO FUCKING. <33333. LOVE. AUGH. Left ambiguous whether it's human AU or they both just decided to become professors. It's great.

And That's the Way You Do It by ZehWulf — Incredible. I don't know how they managed to make this premise funny AND sweet AND too hot for words, but they did and now it exists and it's tagged Crack Treated Seriously and it is on my 'Gold' bookmark tag for a reason. I love this.

A sweet world by NohaIjiachi — The sweetest thing ever written by a human being. I swear to you. Read it to restore your faith in the power of making bread with your hands paired with sweet soft love.

i just realised, the fandom adopted you AFTER the divorce! 😔 do you want some fic recommendations?

Yep, they did. How lovely of all you maggots.

YES PLEASE. I BELIEVE I'M NOW GETTING ADDICTED TO GOOD OMENS FANFICTION. Anyone? Just reblog this or reply with your favourite GO fics.

(and no sad endings. no.)

[warmaidensrevenge]

Pairings: Eddie Munson x Plus size reader

A/N: Alright here we goooooo. I'm going to be setting up my rewrite of season 4. With our reader. This will be very close to the show with some minor changes. This is part 1 of 2 of season 4. Not proof read and no word count. Hope you like it.

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

Warning: 18+ a little smut cuz I felt like it, cursing, mentions of sex, smoking

Part 7: Mortified

Summary: Stranger than fiction

Eddie woke up before you the next morning. For a few minutes he admired you while you slept.

This new feeling washed over him. Something he never really had before.

Hope. Hope for more days like this. Hope that this beautiful relationship will go the distance.

In fact, he vowed to do whatever it took to make sure that he didn't fuck this up.

He looked up into the morning sky and whispered. " God? Hey man...if you're up there, I have a request. I know that we don't have that kind of relationship. Or anything at all. But....if you could do me a solid." He looked back at you and softly smiled. " I really want to go with her to Michigan." He returned his eyes to the sky. "Please help me graduate."

-

You stretched your arms and legs until they cracked before opening your eyes.

Everything felt and looked different. Greens were greener. The fresh air smelled even better. The birds singing didn't annoy you like it has before. And it made you smile. You were different now too.

You turned around and saw Eddie sitting at the edge of the perch with his legs dangling. Puffing on a cigarette.

He had his jeans back on but no shirt.

He turned to you as you rustled around. That beautiful boy with the amazing smile and loving eyes.

Man you loved him. So so much.

He looked at you and grinned. "Good morning, pretty girl."

You yawned. " Morning."

You sat up and whimpered a little, feeling the soreness between your legs. And as the blanket fell from your chest, you realized that you were still completely naked.

"Shit!"

You grabbed and held the blanket to cover yourself back up.

He frowned. " What? What's wrong?"

You felt your cheeks flush with embarrassment. "Munson... I'm naked."

He chuckled. "And? You look amazing."

You turned your eyes back to him and watched as he tossed his cigarette. He then crawled back to you.

He picked up a corner of the cover and smirked while you pulled it away from him.

"Munson, I haven't been this naked in public since I was coming out the womb."

He shook his head and aughed while pulling you into his arms. " Well then you better get used to it. I plan on getting you naked as much as possible."

You playfully shoved him. " Stop it."

He rolled you over to your back and pinned you. " Not in public I mean. Unless you want to."

He raised a brow trying to convince you that it was totally acceptable.

" I don't think so, bud."

He smirked. " More for me then."

His words made you feel better. You were happy to know that even though you're fat, he didn't care. He liked you in more ways than one. And it made you feel good being wanted.

...

The rest of April was... sexually unrestrained.

The amount of sex you and Eddie had could give pornstars a run for their money.

All he had to do to get you going was tap his fingers on his lunch box. Or bend over to pick up a pic.

You went completely feral. And he was absolutely the same way.

However, being the responsible one in the relationship, you decided on something.

There were only three rules that both of you needed to follow like commandments.

1. Two forms of protection. i.e Birth control and condoms. (Your idea)

2. Not while your dad or Wayne were in the same building. (Also your idea)

3. It doesn't interfere with graduating. (Who was anyone kidding. Your idea too)

And Eddie made it damn near impossible to remember each one when the time came.

In school, you guys would " go off campus" for lunch.

That was a big fat lie. He would pull out of the parking lot like a bat flying out of hell, just to park in the woods by the picnic table.

He then would drag you to the back and fuck you like there was no tomorrow.

After school, it was your place.

In the foyer, on the couch, on the kitchen counter. Even on the stairs.

But only once, because it left bruises. And Eddie didn't like hurting you like that.

It happened at the very least once a day until it was your time of the month.

That week was the longest week of Eddie's existence.

He masturbated and humped his pillow so much that he actually got blisters and had to buy a new pillow for you. (He didn't want you to use a cum stained pillow when you slept over.)

Sure he told you a little white lie that he got the blisters working on the van. And that he needed new pillows anyway. Still, that week was really hard. Especially when he would hold you and you smelled like strawberries and honey. Which was all the time. Or when you gave him little kisses on his neck.

Yeah, that drove him fucking bonkers.

So imagine his need to feel that tight wet pussy the day after you finish.

-

It was Friday night and the campaign just ended. Everyone but you and Eddie were heading out.

He could have laid you down on the table and made love to you over and over again the second the others left. But he had an idea.

You had your back to him while putting all the empty containers in your backpack. All of a sudden, a few lights went out.

You looked up then turned around to see him locking the door.

" Munson?"

He smirked and went to his throne. Holding his arms up for you. " Come here, beautiful."

You blushed and put the stuff in your hands down. You then hurried to him. But instead of sitting on his lap like you normally did, he turned you around and had you sit down. With your back pressed against his chest and his legs between yours. Spreading them apart more than you were comfortable with.

However, before you could complain, he pushed your braids to the side and kissed the slope of your neck. At the same time, his hands started caressing your breasts.

Pushing them together and squeezing them in a circular motion.

Making you forget your name and give in to him entirely.

You turned your face towards him and begged silently for his lips.

He got the hint right away and pulled your chin up to meet his lips.

He tasted so sweet from the cookies. And his tongue kept teasing yours. Making you slightly frustrated at him for it. But one of his hands went down your belly until he touched your mound.

You instinctively grabbed his wrist and leaned back. " Munson, what are you doing?"

"Trust me. You'll like this." He said into your mouth before kissing you again.

This time, he put his whole tongue in and massage yours with his. You whimpered at the feeling, but gasped when you felt his fingers pressed hard on your bundle of nerves.

You moved your head away from him to look down at his hand.

His circles made your body all tingly.

" You like that?" He whispered.

You turned your face to him again and hummed an uh-huh.

" Yeah?" He smirked. "Then you're gonna love this."

He then slid his hand in your bottoms. Under your panties.

Your head fell back as you raised your hips and moaned.

" Fuckin' I love how wet you get for me." He cooed.

"Oooh f-faster please." You replied.

He growled at your comment and pressed his hard on against your ass. Doing as you asked.

" Yes! Fuck yes! God- d-don't stop." You begged.

He chuckled. " I wouldn't dream of it. Not until you cum for me."

Your eyes rolled back at his words and his touch. Then, you felt a finger inside of you. Doing a come hither motion.

" God you're so tight." He whispered.

You quickly felt that knot start to unravel in your lower belly. And when he went to nibble on your neck, you let go.

It came. Hard and slow. You held his wrist to hold his hand in place as you grinded your hips.

"OH G-" You cried out.

He brought his lips to your ear. " That's my girl. Cum on my hand."

You panted and shivered as the wave washed over you. After, you went limp on him.

" Mmmmm." He purred. " Be a good girl and take your clothes off for me."

You pressed your forehead on his chin and shook your head lightly. " I-I don't think I can go again."

He kissed your temple. " Please...I need to feel you."

He gave you a minute before you got up and started getting undressed.

When you turned around, he was completely naked and already had on a condom.

He smiled seductively as he tapped his thighs. " Come sit on this cock."

You immediately blushed and looked away. " Munson?!"

He frowned. " I'm sorry...Please come here."

You looked back to him and went.

His dick got so hard watching you walk to him. Your thighs rubbing together and your big tits jiggling, made it ache.

When you were close enough, he sat up straight and pulled at your hips. He then licked a fat line from the top of your navel to the middle of your chest.

After, he took the left breast into his mouth. Causing your fingers to wrap in his curls.

He swirled his tongue around the raised bud and pressed his lips light against it. Then he leaned back and spread his legs apart, turning you back around.

He guided you backwards onto him.

He lifted one of your cheeks and lined himself with your entrance.

You used his knees for balance as you lowered on him. Only fucking his tip for a few seconds.

Eddie held onto you and let you take however much you wanted.

But all of a sudden, instead of working him in little by little, you took the whole thing. Causing him to squeeze your hips at the tightness he felt.

You must have wanted him as badly as he wanted you. And didn't want to waste anymore time.

You dug your nails into the meat of his thighs when you felt a breath taking pain.

It was deafening and almost blinding. All you could do was sit there and figure out if you liked it or not.

Eddie on the other hand, never felt so good in his entire life. He always thought that that G- spot was a myth. However, he was clearly wrong.

His head had hit the end of you and now he had to show some restraint. He wanted to move and hit it again. But he didn't want to overwhelm you. Just in case it wasn't your thing.

You took a few seconds and decided you most definitely liked it. You raised your bottom up and dropped it back down. Stimulating that spot again.

Then your body took control.

You haven't been bouncing anymore. You were rolling your hips back and forth. Causing Eddie's tip to hit the target better and frequently.

You felt the pressure build inside you. Your moans grew louder and echoed through the room. So did his.

" Shit. Shit. Shit....Fuck!" He breathed heavily.

As soon as he felt your walls flutter, he came.

You did too when he slipped his hand back between your thighs to rub your clit.

Both of you went limp this time and tried to catch your breaths.

" S-sorry. I-I couldn't hold back anymore." He confessed.

You swallowed and shook your head. "D-don't be. That was...so good."

He chuckled lightly and wrapped his arms around you. "I'd say it makes the top 3."

...

Days after you still felt that dull ache in your vagina.

It wasn't terrible but it definitely put a hold on intercourse for a bit.

Eddie of course, could tell that you were uncomfortable and felt awful. You hadn't said anything about it, but he could see it in your eyes when you sat down.

So he had to do something.

He went to the store and grabbed a few things he thought might help.

-

You had been at work for about two hours before your very handsome boyfriend came in.

You smiled at him as he came to the counter.

" Hey there, pretty girl."

" Hey bud."

He leaned over the glass case and gave you a little kiss.

" How you feeling?" He asked.

" Good. I thought I was gonna pick out a movie for us and see you tonight."

He reached up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. " Yeah. I just came to see if you can take a quick break."

You looked over to Robin and she nodded.

He winked at you and met you around the counter. But before you guys went to the back room, Steve popped his head over the shelves in the action section.

" No sex on the employee couch, L/N."

You rolled your eyes and gave him the bird while Eddie grinned.

You slowly sat down and held your arms up for him.

" I got you some stuff."

You gave him a surprised look. " Oh?"

He went to the spot across from you and put a plastic bag between you.

You frowned when he didn't come to cuddle.

" I'll hold you once you see what I got you." He said when he saw the little pout.

You nodded and went through the bag.

He had gotten you a small pillow, some Tylenol, candy, couple of Cokes and a...lemon?

You were just about to say something but he spoke first.

" I uhh got it because it reminded me of that dress you wore." He scratched the back of his neck. " It's the same color right?"

Your heart just melted. He actually remembered that.

You smiled and nodded. " It was."

He grinned. " Good. And you could put the juice in your ice tea. See a multi purpose lemon."

You giggled and handed him one of the sodas.

He pulled out his keys and opened your bottle before he opened his.

"Thank you. You're sweet."

He gave you his cheeky smile. " Only the best for my girl."

You blushed at that. Absolutely loving that you were in fact his girl.

He winked at you and took a swig of his pop.

" Hmm if you're this nice to me now, I can't imagine what you would do when I let you do anal."

The soda squirted out of his nose as he choked.

"Je-jesus Christ y/n!" He coughed, pulling out his bandana.

While he cleaned himself up, you giggled.

He looked at you and licked his lips. " Are you serious?"

By the silly grin you had on your face, he knew you were joking. But he decided from now on, he would always have lube available. Even though he knew how wet you got, he wouldn't need it.

...

Thursday evening you found yourself in Eddie's bed for the night.

You were listening to music and working on homework while Eddie sat across from you, working on tomorrow's campaign.

One thing led to another and then you were naked, laying on your back. With Eddie fingering you.

You felt yourself adjusting to the second finger while he moved his mouth across your chest to the other breast. He cupped and massaged. Lightly tugging on your bud.

You white knuckled his sheets as you quietly came.

Eddie smiled to himself. He then pulled his hand away and went to put on a condom.

Your hips jerked from the sensitivity when he placed rock hard member between your folds. Rubbing his head up and down.

You moved your hands to his waist. Preparing for entry.

He slid in slowly enough so you can get used to his stretch. But as soon as he got halfway he growled.

You felt so good and your pussy hugged him so tight. Everything about you was more than he could ever hope for. And he wanted it all. He wanted to ruin you the way you ruined him for anyone else.

He reached down to hook your leg on his hip and went for that spot that made you tremble on his cock. The spot that made you speechless and had your eyes rolling back into your head.

Eddie was good at a lot of things. But this. He was King. Each breath taking thrust was hard and deep and fantastic.

He only had to do it a few times before you felt hot again.

"Sh-shit." He grunted. " Already?"

"F-feels soooo g-" You tried to say.

He shallowly pumped faster and faster. Causing your hips to crash into his. And had your tits bouncing in his face.

He then snaked his hand back down to your clit. Rubbing it again. Your eyes rolled back and you saw stars.

His thrusts became sloppy and his kisses were wet. But all of it only added to the immense pleasure you were feeling.

"Fuuuuu-" He moaned against your skin as you both came together.

After you both came down from that high, he laid there giving himself an attaboy for holding back long enough to get you to cum again.

A few minutes later, you got up to put on an oversized shirt. Heading to the bathroom right after. You looked in the mirror and saw bite marks and small bruises across your chest.

You loved how he always kept the marks where no one but him would see. It felt like a naughty secret.

Eddie came in and wrapped his arms around you. Putting his chin on your shoulder. " You feeling okay?"

You looked at his reflection. " I feel better than okay."

He raised a brow. " Yeah?"

You turned around in his arms and hopped up to kiss him.

He chuckled at how adorable you were. " Mmm, wanna shower with me?"

Normally, you would have been so insecure about your body. But Eddie made you feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. And that built your confidence up.

While tugging your bottom lip, you nodded.

You both squeezed in and laughed while washing each other.

Once you were done, you gave him a quick peck and got out.

When he was finished shaving, he came out with a towel wrapped around his hips. His hair was still damp and he looked so damn good.

If you weren't so tired, you would have asked to go again.

He put his red plaid boxers on and laid with you.

He was humming and scratching your head. While you traced his tattoos with your fingertips.

" Munson?"

" Hmmm?"

" Do you think it's time to start telling people that we're together?"

" Uhhh " He cleared his throat. " Everyone kinda knows."

You looked up at him. " What?"

He chuckled nervously. " I couldn't keep it a secret."

You smiled. " Me neither. I told Nancy."

He gasped. " How dare you?!" He got to his knees and started tickling your sides.

" Munson! Ahhh nooooo." You giggled.

He then went from tickling to kissing all over your face.

" Mmm so everyone knows?" You asked.

He removed his lips from your chin and looked at you. Stroking your hair and grinning like the happiest guy on earth.

" Yeah. I made everyone promise not to say anything until you were ready."

You moved his bangs to the side." I see."

" Wayne said, and I quoted. It's about damn time. I'm happy for you son. But no more slumber parties."

You narrowed your eyes at him. " Is that why you take me home before he gets off work?"

He hung his head. Leaning his forehead on your collar bone. " Yeah."

You rested your cheek on the side of his head. " Well, it's probably for the best...Don't want anyone to catch us with our pants down."

He laughed and looked back up.

What was it about this that made him feel like a giddy little school girl? He had fun with a lot of girls before. But this was more than fun. It was more than sex.

The only thing he could think of was true love. Real actually love. And he had been so cynical about it, that he never thought he would ever experience this.

Now all he wanted, all he could think of was you.

Eddie was getting lost in his beautiful head of his. " You okay Munson?"

He nodded and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

You let out a happy little sigh. " Good...I uhh hope you'll be okay with sneaking through windows again."

He tilted his head a little and looked at you puzzled.

" We gotta tell my dad that, not only are you not batting for the other team, but that we're together."

He raised both brows. "Right. I like sneaking in. It makes things more exciting."

You smiled. " It doesn't doesn't it?"

He laughed a little. " We'll tell him tomorrow."

...

The next morning you woke up before him.

You looked over and saw him happily sleeping away. Spooning the pillow. You got jealous for a second but then you looked at the clock.

" Shit! Munson, wake up. We're gonna be late to the rally."

He groaned. " We're soooo not going to that. Can't we just stay here?"

You smacked his butt. " We're not skipping, Munson. You need to study for Ms. O'Donnell's. And Wayne's coming home soon. He's gonna ground you if he catches me here."

He threw a small tantrum before finally getting up.

You both dawned on your Hellfire shirts and headed off to school.

You guys ended up missing the rally.

Eddie convinced you that few more minutes of making out in the back of the van would be better. Besides, no one was gonna be missing you two anyways. Everyone knew so it wasn't weird when you guys weren't around.

You were heading to the ladies room after the quick make out session, when a red haired girl came out and ran into you.

She said she was sorry before taking off.

You knew her. She was Lucas's ex-girlfriend.

When you went into the bathroom you immediately heard whimpering coming from one of the stalls. Then you heard a scream.

"Go away, go away, go away, go away, go away!"

"Hey?" You called out. "You ok?"

The sounds that she was making scared you.

" Hey?" You called out again and reached for the stall handle. "Open the door."

When she didn't, you started knocking. " Please open the door. I can help."

Her screaming suddenly stopped.

Officially creeped out, you stepped back slowly.

Chrissy Cunningham open the door. She looked so frightened.

"What- what happened Chrissy?" You asked. " You okay?"

She wiped her tears away and walked out.

What the hell?

You follow her out and watched as she scurried down the hall.

Completely freaked, you forgot that you had to pee and went to the cafeteria.

...

Eddie saw you and told Grant that was on his right to move. " That's her seat."

You sat down with confusing thoughts of what just happened swarming in your head. It was so bad that you didn't notice your boyfriend ranting about something. That was until he slammed his hands on the table and climbed up on it.

" As long as you're into band or science...or parrtieees...or a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets."

Eddie walked down the table and stared at the jocks.

" You want something freak?" Jason shouted as he got up from his seat.

You pushed your chair back to stand up and say something but got this look from Eddie. Making you cross your arms and huff.

He turned back to look at Jason and stuck his tongue out. Put up his hands to mimick horns just before smirking and dropping his hands back down. He turned around and walked down the table.

" It's forced conforming." He said before jumping off the table. "That's what's killing the kids!"

He scared one of the teachers walking by.

Everyone at the table chuckled while you gave him small smile. Still not able to get Chrissy's screams out of your head.

"That's the real monster." He said as he sat back down, side eyeing you with a smirk.

You watched as he popped a pretzel into his mouth and held up the bag to offer you some. You shook your head listening to Dustin's awkwardly speaking.

"So uhh, speaking of monsters, uhh, Lucas has to do his, uhh, balls in laundry baskets game. So," Dustin chuckled as Eddie stared him down. "He's not gonna be able make it to Hellfire tonight. Annnd I know there's no way we can beat your sadistic campaign without him. So me and Mike, we were talking, shooting the shit, and we were thinking that maybe we might-"

"Postpone." Mike interrupted.

As all the guys yelled, you saw Dustin giving you the help me look.

" Over my dead body!" Grant said angrily.

"Shut up!" Eddie yelled. Making you sink into your seat.

While chewing on a pretzel he asked. " You're saying Sinclair's been taken in by the dark side?"

"Uh, something like that." Mike said.

" Something like that?" He mocked Mike and threw a pretzel at his head.

You furrowed your brow. " Munson!"

He ignored you and addressed the kids again. " And rather than find a sub for him, you want....you want to postpone The Cult of Vecna?"

" I....I don't want to postpone it. We don't want to postpone it. It's just that you know, most of the subs will be at the championship game." Mike tried to explain.

"Hey common man you did it for y/n?" Dustin mumbled.

Eddie gave him a look that made you glad that you weren't Dustin. But he didn't respond to it.

Instead he got up from his chair.

" Oh it's the championship game?" He asked sarcastically.

You opened your mouth to say something but he held a finger up. You bit your lip and stood quiet. Dustin was right though. You felt like Eddie could postpone it. You guys really did need Lucas.

"Uh yeah?" Mike spoke, looking confused.

Eddie narrowed his eyes at Mike. " Can I level with you? Gareth and y/n and myself graduate this year."

You felt Eddie's hand on your back when he passed you. He was going on and on. But the conversation drowned out when you saw Chrissy come into the cafeteria. Your eyes followed her to her boyfriend Jason.

The laughing of the group brought you back.

"This year is different. I got my girl." Eddie said while pointing to you.

You gave him a thin smile and looked back at Chrissy. She looked totally fine.

" This year is my year. I can feel it. '86 baby!"

You looked back at Eddie. He had this big beautiful smile on his face.

You loved him so much it hurt. You really did hope that he would graduate and come to Michigan with you.

Thoughts of living together, slow dancing in the kitchen replaced the thoughts of Chrissy.

They made you feel good. But for some reason you couldn't shake this feeling of dread. It was the same feeling you had before you and Eddie started dating.

Your eyes followed him as he picked Mike and Dustin up by the shoulders. Walking them away from the table and pushed them off.

After, he came back to his spot next to you.

" Hey Munson, don't you think that we can put it off? Just for a week."

Eddie looked at you and tilted his head. Opening his mouth. " Pretty girl, if I-"

You put a finger on his lips. "Let me stop you right there. Cuz it looks like you're gearing up for a long one. And I don't have it in me right now to argue."

You knew when he got like this, there was no changing his mind.

You looked up finding Dustin's eyes. Mouthing an I'm sorry and shook your head.

You then dropped your gaze to your hands on your lap. While picking at your nails, Eddie leaned in placed his hand on yours.

" What's wrong, pretty girl?"

You licked your lips and met his worried brown hues. "Ummm let's go to the van."

He grinned and raised an eyebrow.

" Get your head out of the gutter, Munson. I just wanna talk to you about something."

He leaned back with his hands up acting all innocent. But after, he got up and held out his hand. You took it and let him lead the way.

-

"I don't know how to explain it. I don't even know what it was. But it scared the shit out of me. Especially since she's acting all nonchalant about it."

Eddie put his hand on your lower back. "I wonder if it has anything to do with her asking for some stuff."

You turned to look at him. " I didn't know you sold to her."

" I don't. I was surprised too when she asked me for some today in second period. I'm supposed to meet her at the picnic table after school."

You hung your head and your knee started to bounce. "Oh...ok."

Eddie stood up right away and grabbed your hands. Pulling you up as well. " Hey...You don't have to worry about me doing anything."

You shook your head." No, I'm not worried about that. I trust you. Just...be nice okay? There's something up with her and the last thing she needs is for you to be a butt head."

" Hey! I'm always nice."

"No Munson, your definition of nice is what happened in the cafeteria with Mike and Dustin. Be nice like how you are with me."

He smiled and gave you a kiss on the cheek. " Okay, pretty girl. I'll be nice."

" Not too nice though."

He grabbed both of your hands and put them behind you. Pulling you so that your bodies touched.

He smirked. "I'll be nice. But she doesn't get you nice...speaking of you....You have a free period. Maybe I can be too nice to you."

You held back your smile. "Munson, don't you have O'Donnell next period?"

He hung his head. " Yesss."

You lifted his chin and made him look at you. " After the game? My place? Dad's heading out of town...If you're good, I'll wear that thing you got me."

His eyes went wide and he slowly leaned back. " Really?"

You gave him a seductive grin. " Really, really."

He swallowed thickly and his eyes turned dark. The corners of his mouth turned upwards. " Might have to postpone after all."

" After all the shit you gave our friends. I don't think so. But definitely after." You lifted to your toes and gave him a quick kiss. " Maybe we could do that reverse cowgirl thing again."

His cock throbbed. You were getting too good at getting what you wanted out of him.

You then gave him another kiss and started back for the school.

He stood there watching you walk away and shook his head. With a very big smile.

God I love her. He thought.

You turned around and held out your hand for him. "Coming bud?"

" Tonight for sure." He said under his breath while jogging to you.

You guys spent the rest of lunch by your locker. As soon as the bell rang you shoo'd him away.

When he left, Dustin and Mike approached you.

"Y/n, you have to convince Eddie to postpone." Dustin pleaded.

" I'm sorry guys, I tried. But you know how he is. No luck on finding a sub?"

They both shook their heads.

You shrugged. " I'm sorry. But it's Eddie's last campaign before he graduates. He won't change his mind. Maybe you could try Sinclair again?"

Dustin's eyes widen. " Shit! Why didn't I think of that? Nevermind, y/n. We got a sub."

Before you knew it, Dustin was running away. You and Mike looked at each other and shrugged. Then you laughed seeing Mike chase after him.

...

You stood by Eddie in the school's drama room, handing him cookies when Mike and Dustin walked in with their sub. You smiled at the sight of another girl.

" Absolutely not!" Eddie said.

You smacked his arm. " Munson, you asked for a sub and they brought one. Begers can't be choosers."

" This is Hellfire club, not babysitting club." He retorted.

You shook your head and rolled your eyes.

Before you left to finish setting up the table. You bent down a little and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

" Be nice or we can forget the princess Leia costume." You whispered in his ear.

He stared at you as you walked away. There's no way in hell he was gonna miss out on you dressing up in a white silk robe.

-

When the campaign was ready to start, you were happy to see that Eddie let the new girl join.

This should be fun.

You introduce yourself to the little girl. Her name was Erika and man was she feisty. You liked her a lot.

As the campaign ended with Lady Applejack landing a critical hit on Vecna, everyone cheered.

It was a bittersweet ending to a great story.

You were almost done cleaning up the snack table when you felt arm wrap around your waist.

" I'm sorry you died." Eddie tried to console you while you turned around to face him.

You shrugged. "Eh. It was for the team."

" Yeah, but you were just 1 level away from toping all your abilities to level 20.

You put your arms around his neck. " Well Munson, if you didn't keep bringing Vecna back from the dead, maybe I could have leveled up before we graduated."

He pulled at your hips so your bodies were flush. " I'm sorry, pretty girl. What can I do to make it up to you?"

You grinned and stood on your toes to give him a kiss. " How fast can you get me home?"

He smirked and grabbed your bottom. Tapping it a little. " C'mon."

He started pulling you towards the exit but stopped as soon as you stepped over the threshold.

"Shit!" He turned around and gave you a pout. "I-I gotta go do something first."

You stared at him and raised a brow.

" I forgot. Chrissy is coming by the trailer."

Raising both brows you took a step back. Then you put your finger on his necklace.

"See, that's why I gave you that. You're so forgetful."

He pulled you back to him. " I'll be quick. Don't worry. She just wanted something stronger. I'll kick her out as soon as she pays me."

You smiled. "Promise?"

He put his forehead on yours. " Promise promise. I'll be there before you know it."

You missed and gave him a kiss on the nose. " Okay."

" Want me to take you home first?"

You shook your head a little. "Nah. I'll catch a ride with Dustin."

He gave you one last kiss before leading you out to the lot.

"When I come over, will you be wearing the thing?" He asked nervously. Like you would actually say no.

"With the hair buns and everything." You answered.

He smiled that smile that made your heart skip.

" I'll be over in a jif."

You waved him goodbye and got that feeling again seeing him drive away.

Something bad was gonna happen.

You fell asleep waiting for him to come. You figured something happened with Wayne. And that he would eventually show up. But in the morning you had a pit in your stomach when you woke up without him.

Something's not right.

...

You got dressed and rode to the Munson's trailer. While you biked you heard something about a murder on your walkman. You turned up the volume.

" We're in Forest Hills trailer park in east Roane county. We don't have a lot of details right now, but we can confirm that the body of a Hawkins High student was discovered early this morning. Police have not yet released the name, although we are told the police are in the process of notifying the family."

You felt that sinking feeling once again. Causing you swerved and lose control of the bike.

You slide on some gravel and fell face first on the ground. Getting road rash on your right arm and leg.

When you got back up, your hands were shaking and you were panicking.

Eddie?

You took a minute to calm down. And though you were in pain, you picked up your bike and rode the rest of the way.

When you pulled into the trailer park, there were cops surrounding Munson's trailer.

No. No.!

You quickly dropped your bike and ran to find Wayne.

You came to a skidded stop when you found him." Mr Munson?!"

Wayne turned to you.

You were trembling so bad. " Is...is it Eddie? Please tell me-"

Wayne grabbed your hand and looked you over. " No. No. It's some cheerleader. I don't know her name. What happened sweetheart? You're bleeding."

" I'm...fine. W-where is he?"

He shook his head. " I don't know. His van is here but it can't find him."

You looked up at him with obvious worry in your eyes.

" They...they think he had something to do with it."

" No! Not him. He-he wouldn't. He would n-never-" You stuttered.

Wayne tightened his grip around your hand. You knew he thought the same thing.

" Sweetheart, he's a good boy. We'll find him. But right now. Let's clean you up."

A police officer approached as soon as Wayne tried to lead you to his truck. " Miss L/n, I have a couple of questions I would like to ask you."

You looked at Wayne and he nodded for you to go ahead.

"Oh-okay." You responded shakily.

The officer asked what your relationship was with Eddie and if you knew anything about what happened last night.

" He's my best friend...No I-I- he was supposed to come over but-but he never showed."

The officer nodded and wrote something in his notepad. He also asked if you knew where he was. You shook your head with tears coming down.

He scribbled again. " If i have anymore questions are you willing to come down to station?"

You nodded.

"Thank you Miss L/n."

Eddie couldn't. He didn't. You thought over and over again.

Wayne wrapped his arms around you and hugged you tightly while you sobbed into his chest.

" Where is he Mr. Munson? What happened?" You whispered.

" Ehem. Y/n?"

You turned your head and saw your friend. "N-nancy?"

You, Nancy and Wayne made your way to a bench. You sat in silence while listening to Wayne explain something about Victor Creel. Nancy listened as she cleaned you up.

You caught some of it but you couldn't keep your attention to the conversation.

You scanned the area. Searching for any sign of your curly headed boyfriend.

Suddenly you felt a hand on your hopping knee.

You looked up and saw nancy staring at you. You could tell she was worried but you couldn't bring yourself to assure her that you were. Because you weren't.

Eddie was out there somewhere. And you were beside yourself not knowing if he was alive or dead.

After a little bit, Wayne drove you home.

You went into your house, wracking your brain.

Where could he be?

Your dad came from the living room. " Honey what's going on? Is Eddie ok?"

" I-I don't know....There was an accident. And he's missing."

He immediately knew you were out of sorts and he came to hug you. " It's okay honey. He's bound to show up."

He tried to comfort you, but it wasn't helping.

All you wanted to do was cry and go searching for him. But you didn't know where to start.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the phone ringing.

Your dad let you go. " I'll get it."

He left you in the foyer for a second before he came right back. " It's for you sweetie."

Eddie?

You ran to the kitchen and picked up the receiver. " Munson?!"

" H-hey Y/n. It's uhh me Dustin...I don't know if you know, but Eddie's-"

" Is he with you?! Where are you guys?"

" N-no. He's not here. But i think I know where he might be. Do you know a guy named Rick?"

" Reefer Rick? Y-yeah."

Eddie gets his pot from him.

" Okay! So we have his address-"

You cut him off. " Where are you?"

" Uhhh at Family Video."

" I'll be right there."

You hung up the phone and ran upstairs to change.

" Honey?" Your dad called after you.

You ignored him and slammed the door in his face.

It probably pissed him off. But you didn't care. Eddie was in trouble. You couldn't just stay there and do nothing.

When you walked out of the room, he was standing there.

" Honey, if something did-"

"Dad. If...if something did happen, which I know in my heart that it didn't. I'm the only one that can find him and bring him home. So please. Please just trust me ok?"

He sighed and gave you a slight nod. " Be careful."

You gave him a quick hug and headed to your friends.

...

A few hours later, you guys pulled up to Rick's place.

Everyone was banging on the windows and calling out for him.

"Guys..." Max called out.

All of you went to her and saw an old boat house.

Your heart immediately started to race. He had to be there. You had to find him.

Everyone slowly went in and searched.

Dustin and Steve were arguing.

Something about an oar. You weren't really paying attention. You were too busy losing your mind.

This whole situation was bizarre and frightening. But it only got worse every second that went by.

" Guys, look." Max said while pointing and candy wrappers and empty beer bottles.

Robin grabbed your hand. "We must've scared him off."

You felt the tears again. Just on the verge of escaping.

Please God...

All of you screamed when Eddie suddenly jumped out from under a tarp.

He pushed Steve into a corner and held a broken bottle to his neck.

Dustin started to scream for him to stop but it was as if he was deafened by rage.

Throughout the commotion, you took a few steps towards him.

You felt eyes on you as you kept getting closer. Then it went quiet. The only thing that could be heard was Steve struggling to breathe.

You called out to him softly. "Eddie?"

He turned his head slightly, with the bottle still pressed against Steve's neck.

As soon as he saw you, he dropped it and Steve. Quickly pushing past everyone to get to you. He was so fast that all you saw was a blur until he got close enough to touch you.

"Y/n!" He whimpered.

He held onto you with his face buried in your neck. You quickly wrapped your arms around him and cried.

He was trembling so hard.

You didn't know what to do or say. So you just squeezed him as tight as you could, for as long as he needed.

But even when you guys finally separated, he didn't let go of your hand.

It was quiet for a while until Dustin came and kneeled in front of Eddie.

" We just want to know what happened. Eddie...Eddie we are with you. Please Eddie. Tell us what happened."

Eddie's rings dug into your skin as he squeezed your hand.

He looked at you. He was so scared and confused.

It was something you had never seen before in those big brown eyes of his.

Whatever happened with Chrissy, he had nothing to do with it. But he saw what happened. And it wasn't good.

You squeezed his hand back. " It's okay, bud."

" Y-you won't believe me." He said.

Max took a few steps towards you guys. " Try us."

Eddie went on to explain what happened with Chrissy.

It sounded like something out of a horror movie. But the way he recounted it. It was like he was reliving it.

Though it sounded like a terrible dream, he believed it. And you believed that he believed it. Even if it resembled a D&D story line.

"So I ran away....I left her there." Eddie whimpered. " Y'all think I'm crazy, right?"

He looked at you and you couldn't say anything. There were no words that came to mind.

The only thing you could process was that he was alive.

"No." Dustin replied.

Robin and Max said that they believe him. Dustin went on to tell you guys about what had been going on in Hawkins for the past 3 years.

You had gotten lost around the time he mentioned another dimension and monsters.

There was also something about a girl with superpowers. But that's when you stopped listening.

It was seriously unbelievable.

You didn't know if what they were saying was true. But you knew Eddie didn't kill Chrissy. So whatever you guys needed to believe. You would believe in wholeheartedly. Because there was nothing that would change your mind about your best friend. You knew him better than anyone else. And you put your faith in him.

After loads of talking and convincing, it got really late.

Everyone got ready to leave except you.

It wasn't a matter of if you were gonna stay with Eddie. It was the worry of what was to come.

...

You and Eddie didn't talk much after that.

He led you into the house.

Not knowing what to do with yourself, you startwd searching for food.

You tried to do your best to put something together for him. But he didn't want to eat.

Exhausted and worried, you sat across from him.

You studied him. His brow was furrowed. His eyes looked tired. He was dirty and he smelled.

All you wanted to do was hold him. But you didn't want to give him a sensory overload.

Still, you needed him to know he wasn't alone anymore. So you reached for his hand, but he pulled away.

Your eyes instantly filled tears. You looked away and blinked them away.

"Umm hey, w-why don't you try and take a shower...umm I'm gonna tidy up a bit. Then I'm gonna find you something clean to wear."

He nodded while not looking at you. He then got up and went.

As soon as the door closed, you broke down. It was all too much to keep in.

You sat there and cried. Wishing that this day was just a nightmare.

Eddie stood in the shower for a long time.

Chrissy's sunken eyes were burned into his eyelids. The sound of cracking bones echoed in his ears.

No matter what he thought, he couldn't get her out of his head.

But the worst part of it was that he ran. That he couldn't help her.

What if it was him? Or worse, you. There was absolutely nothing he could have done. And that thought made him crawl into a fetal position.

You went to the door 45 minutes later. " Munson?"

You knocked but was met with silence.

While letting yourself into the bathroom, you heard whimpers.

Eddie was sitting down on the shower floor with his knees pulled up and his arms wrapped around them. Water was pouring on his head.

" Eddie?"

You could see him shivering and crying.

Without a second thought you rushed to him.

The water was freezing but that didn't matter. Nothing mattered but him.

Your best friend needed you. And you had to be there for him, like the countless times he was there for you.

You sat in front of him. Putting one hand on his knee and one hand on the back of his neck.

He slowly looked at you through the cascade of tears falling from his eyes. That's when he actually saw you.

The whole right side of your face had small cuts and bruises.

He reached up and lightly touched them. He wanted to ask what happened, but the words wouldn't come out.

You held his forearm and pulled him gently towards you. To meet his forehead with yours. He shook his head a little and cried even hard. Making you cry too.

He was hurting so bad. And the only thing you could do was hold him.

" It's ok." You whispered. "I'm here....I got you... I'm right here."

...

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29. Sweet, sexy and practically fainting

Prompt used- Tickling the other one | implied smut |

" okay stop being a damn beauty queen draco and step into the waters, nothing's going to bite you " pansy rolled her as she looked at Draco through her sunglasses over the bridge of her nose

"I love your determination to send me there but I'm good with sitting here and tanning myself. Besides look at the boys, they've gone absolutely wild " draco sighed as he leant down backward on the sheets, bathing in the sun.

" well I'll go in the waters " Hermione announced as she dropped her robes and walked ahead to the waters.

" see even she went and she's the most uptight women I know " pansy said as she too laid back on the floral sheets

" thought she wasn't so bad anymore " draco said with his eyes closed

" she's great but I'm just saying so you'd actually get up and go into the waters " pansy replied

" nice try pans " draco sighed.

" you guys aren't joining ?" A familiar voice asked besides them. Draco opened his eyes and leant on his elbows to see Harry now standing in front of them

" nah, I'm good being here " draco replied narrowing his eyes because of the sun. Pansy too nodded without looking up at harry.

" well if that's what you want " harry shrugged and started unbuttoning his shirt.

" Ron said waters great, I wouldn't miss it " harry grinned as he dropped his shirt on the sheets and walked away into the waters, letting draco watch him as he walked away.

" just go join him for fucks sake draco" pansy rolled her eyes

" why aren't you going?" Draco rolled his eyes at pansy. She took off her glasses and looked at Draco " because baby, queen never works in the crowd " and with that Draco broke into a fit of laughter.

" I'm sorry but queen " Draco mimicked her voice still cackling to death.

" what's so funny ?" Blaise asked as he started drying off himself.

" nothing, just his renowned self still laughing over an abysmal joke because of the inability of his brain to comprehend when to stop " pansy rolled her eyes

" do tell him pansy, I'm sure even his brain would stop comprehending when to stop " draco chuckled as his laugh started dying out. He glanced behind Blaise into the waters to watch harry rising out of the water, pushing his wet hair back.

" ahem " pansy cleared her Throat smirking at Draco knowingly.

" shut up " draco rolled his eyes at pansy, blushing lightly but he allowed himself to believe it was the sun. And he fell back into the sheets again.

They soon heard someone coming back, mumbling something on their way back something about not getting that thing in her hair. Draco looked up again to find Hermione and Ron joining them, drying off their bodies with towels.

" why aren't you coming ?" Suddenly harry asked appearing out of nowhere ruffling his hair to get rid of water

" eh, I like it here " draco expressed and tried to lay back but harry grabbed his wrist and practically threw him over his shoulder and carried into the waters.

" PUT ME DOWN POTTER " Draco bellowed trying to wiggle free from Harry's grasp

" oh- you want me to put you down-well-"

" don't you dare, harry- no- not the wate- augh " and draco was dropped into the waters as harry cackled looking down at Draco. He gave harry a scowl before he pulled him down too and tickled him.

" for- Merlin- I can't breathe " harry laughed as he fought for air

" yeah- should've thought about it before dropping me into the water " draco raised his eyebrows as he tickled harry further on his bare stomach.

" fuck- staph- I swear- draco please- " harry kicked the empty water almost dying out of laughter

" say you're sorry" draco commanded but harry shook his head until Draco tickled him harder all over his body making him beg draco to stop.

" fu- fuck- fine- sorry- won't-" and with that Draco took his hands off Harry's body. He rolled over in the water, Peeking his head out for air until he gave draco a sinister grin and pulled him under the water's again.

They spent the rest of their time on the beach laughing and rolling in the waters, splashing at each other and making fun of how their hair looked.

" you got Sand in my hair harry" draco groaned as they walked back to other who immediately stopped talking as soon as they came.

" what were you guys talking about ?" Harry asked as he picked up his towel and started drying off his hair.

" nothing, Just talking about tonight's party in the hotel " Blaise smirked. Draco frowned knowing exactly that he lied but Decided to not call him out just yet.

" what time is it ?" Draco asked as he too dried off his hair.

" I think around 8-ish. I might run a bit late, this maniac got Sand in my hair " harry rolled his eyes nudging draco.

" hey- you have a bird's nest. Do you even know how Long it would take for me to get rid of this beach smell alone, let alone the sand " draco rolled his eyes as he casually playfully hit harry over his arms.

" well I was just making you have some fun and you can't deny- you had fun " harry teased

" I was just glad a sea urchin didn't bite me " draco rolled his eyes

" keep covering it all up- anyways- I'm gonna go run back to hotel to get something to eat then meet you all at the party, how does it sound ?"

" sounds good to me " draco frowned. They all nodded at harry, Ron and harry deciding to go with him.

" harry, wait " draco stopped harry

" what ?"

" nothing- you just got a leaf in your hair " draco pulled out a leaf from the back of Harry's head and showing it to him. Harry gave him a sweet smile before thanking him and left.

As soon as harry had left the first thing he heard was laughter, from his friends.

" could you crush anymore over him ?" Blaise laughed

" whatever " draco rolled his eyes blushing and collected his stuff " both of you, die in hell " he pointed at his friends who were mimicking draco and harry and making kissing noises. Scowling draco left the presence of his friends. They were assholes, even if they were right.

After draco had finally taken a long shower and eaten something, he got dressed in his red floral shirt after much retaliation and black pants, he left for the party by 9.

He immediately grew morbid at the amount of people were at the party but this trip was supposed to be for having fun, take a few days away from their work life and so draco made himself adjust to the party and soon enough found his friends chatting by the bar.

" ooh is the Slytherin in red for the gryffindor who took away his heart " pansy teased

" seriously grow up, I wore it because I liked it" draco sighed

" I believe you honey- a glass of champagne and sex on the beach and a gin for the boy " Pansy told the guy behind the counter who nodded immediately and prepared the drinks

" but I don't wanna drink-"

" think you would If you'd see that " pansy pointed to the centre of the dance floor. At first draco didn't notice anything unusual until he saw harry, and not just harry, harry talking with someone, no laughing with someone. A silent jealousy fueled inside draco.

" I don't care- he's at perfect liberty to dance with whoever he wants- as long as I care- that guy's too tall for him " draco turned around and sat down facing the bartender.

" if that's the case then- hi harry " pansy immediately squealed.

" you won't believe, that guy is literally just so perfect for me pansy- thank you so much for setting me up with him- gosh- thanks for the drink " harry excitedly informed, took draco's gin, straight up drank it and left.

" you- you've got to be kidding me- you set him up " draco clenched his jaw at pansy

" don't worry. I know exactly what I've done. Have your drink draco " and with that they spent the larger part of the evening drinking, despite draco's initial rejection, he was drinking awful lot that he had lost the count.

" draco- alright that's enough- drinking won't make it go away " pansy sighed as he pushed away draco's drinks.

" what's up with him? Draco you fine ?" Harry asked as he returned for the fifth time now.

" oh- I'm absolutely smashed it's feels great- have fun with Georgi " draco slurred giving him a lopsided smile

" well it's Joe "

" right- Joe- have fun " draco smacked his hands against the counter.

" woah- "

" I'll take care of him Potter- you go " pansy sighed

" you- you knew and you set him up- why ?" Draco whined almost losing his balance on the stool.

" I- lemon please- I didn't set him up that way alright- you've got nothing to worry about " pansy told him

" nothing to worry about ? He's dancing with another man - " hiccup " how could you ?"

" draco- control yourself- here drink this " pansy pushed a drink at Draco. He looked at the drink wryly before bottomed up and let it have a tingling effect on him.

" better ?" Pansy asked. Draco burped internally before nodding. Feeling a little sober, draco turned to look at harry dancing with Joe again making something clench inside him.

" I have to go-" draco suddenly jumped off the stool

" go where ?" Pansy asked worrisome

" harry. If I don't go now, I will never "

" but-" but he had already made his way into the dance floor and towards harry. He sharply walked towards harry, not thinking even for the slightest what he'd do when he faces him but all he knew he needed to go to harry. He needed to.

And so when he reached harry with Pansy yelling behind him to stop, he grabbed his wrist and turned him around.

" draco- " but Harry's words were caught in his tongue when Draco pressed his lips against harry's and let it devour the taste of gin on Harry's lips. He pulled away as in asking for if harry wanted to step away but everything was happening too fast that harry didn't had time to refuse and pressed his lips against draco's. If jealousy made draco kiss him so phenomenally then harry wanted him to do this everyday because in that one kiss, that one sexy, mouth devouring, passionate kissing, draco hadn't missed an opportunity to make Joe cringe and leave.

" wo- jeez, just inform the next time before you do this " harry smirked against draco's lips, his hands in draco's hair.

" well there wasn't much time but I inform you now " and with that Draco kissed him again with the same passion just more lust as if it was the end of the World and if Draco didn't kiss him how, he never will. In the hot steamy crowd, draco pressed his body more against harry, his hands roaming Harry's chest, making harry moan when Draco lightly brushed over one of Harry's nipples.

" fuck- draco- let's go to the room " harry sighed against draco and immediately grabbed his wrists and lead the way towards his room, but it was more makeout than steps taken. They had to stop at each floor to kiss as if it was an appreciation for reaching this far without pounding on each other.

When they finally reached Harry's room, they wasted no time in making the make out session more cardinal with lust and intensely passionate. The room filled moans as harry pressed draco against the door, feeling draco's boner pressed against harry's thighs. Without thinking, draco started fumbling with the buttons on Harry's shirt until he stopped him.

" you're drunk draco" harry said, a sudden guilt washed over him and he stepped away " fuck- you're drunk- we can't " harry pushed his hair out of his face.

" so what ?" Draco whined closing the distance between them once again to kiss him again but harry stopped him.

" Merlin- draco I've waited long enough for this- but this isn't how I want it to be- I want to take you, need you, god do things to you but not this way"

" then take me harry, I'm all yours" draco whined. Harry chuckled, pressing a soft kiss against draco's forehead.

" say this in the morning and then I promise I'll take you just how you want me to " harry whispered smiling. Draco sighed but didn't bring it up again and soon enough draco fell asleep in Harry's bed.

And as said, the next morning draco woke up and as promised harry had him exactly the way Draco wanted, sweet, sexy and practically fainting.

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Day 28- I'll catch you | Day 30 - scared, potter ?

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I have returned oh bOY

1) death macabre made me cry how dare you (/j) you write jamil very well i just sjfjahdjshdjwjdbdk ;;; thank you for your beautiful writing :] seriously tho i found it very cute and also o w. :’)

2) have you seen the new announcements cause im scared- like everything sounds great! im very interested to see camp jade, azul, and vil! (trey looks fucking adorable. glad he’s finally getting his ssr) cooking with cater and rook sounds chaotic as hell its gonna be great! and clubwear lilia sounds cool! the thing im most worried about is the new birthday series???? like. we already have the white suit and birthday jacket- what are they gonna do im scared-

3) I WANT THE NUIS SO BADLY YOU HAVE NO IDEA. I want some nuis in general but the new union birthday ones i need them. also its about time we got fullbody renders for the union jackets honestly lmao

anyways have a good day! :)

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(the jamil fic !!)

1) ahhhh thank you !! i'm really happy that you liked it :33 when i saw that it was requested, i definitely wanted to wait for book 5 to be over rather than create an imaginary overblot bc of the angst factor hehe~ bc they've all been working together for so long, jamil can sympathize w/ vil and can see where it might've all gone wrong for him, just as it went wrong for himself,,,,and add a dash of bittersweet romance and you have that fic !!

2) new jp announcements !!!! augh aughhhh i'm quaking in my boots...they purposefully featured trey n jack's ssrs to distract from the fact that there's a new birthday theme— (quaking in my boots bc it's JAMIL FIRST AAAA)

but pls i called it w/ the vargas camp jade n azul,,,,i was legit talking to my friend abt how funny it would be if jade n azul were in a vargas camp if situation and bAM they did a part two !! and trey !! he looks so cute eugh i love how happy he looks while eating the feesh ;-;

and lilia,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, i am expecting a lot from his clubwear card, especially since his ceremonial robes groovy exists JKSJDFKSJF like i wANT HIM IN HEELS PLEASE !! lilia x heels combo would absolutely k word me tho haha

3) !! nuis !! i didn't know what you were talking abt so i searched them up and sure enough, union birthday nuis are being released,,,,,my wallet is crying in the distance. trying not to think abt how cute the union nuis are rn,,,,

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Hello !! I haven’t done one of these in a while, but I thought it was high time that I did so !! First and foremost, thank you to everyone !! I know that I’m a scatterbrain and that I jump from blog to blog a lot, but those who have stuck by regardless truly do deserve a spot on this list. So whether you’re following for one of my characters or all of them, thank you !! Anyways, here we go !!

PEOPLE WHO HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THERE FOR ME :

@dadadaemons​ : CHE darling. Baby. Thank you for sticking out with me and my lame characters. I know I can ramble a lot and go on for hours about one topic, but it does mean a lot that you listen to me regardless of how stupid the topic happens to be. I’m really happy that we were able to become friends and its fucking wild that we happen to love the same things and have the same thoughts. It’s like we’re literally the same person but not really ?? Anyways, you’re fucking creative as hell and I always have a blast writing and talking with you !! Thank you for making such amazing OC’s and letting them interact with my garbage ones !! EVERY TIME I GET TO READ YOUR WRITING ITS AN ABSOLUTE BLAST AND I CRY. BUT GOD YEAH Thank you for always being there for me !!

@lpseitys​ : LIZ BABY !! GOD !! I always cry when I think about out beautiful boys honestly they’re so fucking sweet and make me gush all the time ?? But like aside from that, I LOVE TALK TO YOU !! LIKE YOU HONESTLY BRING SUCH A HUGE SMILE TO MY FACE EVERY TIME WE GET TO TALK !! AND AUGH, YOUR WRITING IS FUCKING FANTASTIC !! I LOVE READING EVERYTHING YOU WRITE I JUST,,,, CRY. BUT I’VE HAD SO MUCH FUN TALKING AND HANGING WITH YOU BABY GOD JUST KNOW ILY SO MUCH.

@conseille​ : I sob every time we talk about Yerin and Winnie because they’re just absolutely perfect !! I really think you’ve helped me build Winnie further from where he first started and let me explore sides of him I would’ve never thought about before. Aside from that, you’re an amazing friend and I’m always happy whenever we get the chance to talk !! Like god I could just gush for hours about how beautiful your writing style is and how you just happen to capture every little detail. It’s like watching a painting unfold right before your eyes and its fucking amazing. ILY. 

BABIES I WANNA TALK TO SOME MORE AND ADMIRE A LOT :

@rakkirrrowch / @tigertempered​ : SO WE’VE ONLY TALKED A LITTLE BIT, BUT PLEASE KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU AND YOUR MUSES AND WRITING TOO. LIKE BOTH LUCKY AND HO ARE SUCH FUN MUSES TO INTERACT WITH AND I LOVE SEEING YOU IN THE DASH. I HONESTLY CANNOT WAIT TO WRITE WITH YOU SOME MORE.

@theateared​ : MURR IS GREAT OKAY !!! IDC I LOVE YOUR BLOGS AND I LOVE SEEING YOU WRITE ITS JUST SO FUN AND CONTAGIOUS HOW AMAZING YOU HAPPEN TO BE AT WRITING. please know that I just adore all your characters and augh,,, chef’s kiss @ you baby

@dansemorosity​ : NFKSDMFKSDFOSJFDISD I LOVE U AND CRANE OKAY LIKE... I LOVE WHEN WE GET TO TALK AND JUST HAVE SO MUCH FUN GUSHING ABOUT SALLY AND CRANE. THEY’RE TWO PERFECT BOY WHO MAKE MY HEART MELT !! THEY'RE SO SO CUTE. ANYWAYS I THINK YOU HAVE SOME TERRIFIC MUSES AND GOD YOU’RE JUST SO FUCKING CREATIVE LIKE IT BLOWS MY FUCKING MIND HOW YOU COME UP WITH THESE CHARACTERS.

@ardenssolis​ : okAY WE’VE BEEN MUTUALS SINCE LIKE,,, MY YUURI DAYS HAHAHA BUT LIKE LISTEN ITS ALWAYS BEEN A PLEASURE GETTING TO WRITE AND TALK WITH YOU SO THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS BEING THERE AND WANTING TO WRITE WITH MY STINKY MUSES. I’LL ALWAYS FOLLOW YOU !!

@whiskcrcd​ : WE DON’T TALK MUCH BUT LIKE,,, CAT MUSES UNITE !! I LOVE YOUR CAT GIRLS THEYRE SO FUNNY AND FERAL LIKE ?? US CAT FOLKS GOTTA STICK TOGETHER BABY !!

@wilbsibe​ : god I just love your art AND MUSES !! PERFECTION AND EVERY TIME WE GET TO TALK ITS JUST SO MUCH FUCKING FUN !! JUST KNOW THAT I SUPPORT YOU HUN BIG TIME !!

@swungbat​ : DANG WE’VE BEEN MUTUALS FOR A WHILE TOO LIKE DAMN NAOTA !! IS A COOL KID A LITTLE ROUGH BUT IM GLAD HE’S MAKING FRIENDS WITH MY MUSES AND OTHER MUSES AROUND THE RPC ITS TONS OF FUN MAN !! GLAD TO SEE YOU’RE BACK.

@gamenu​ : THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS HAVING MY BACK AND FOLLOWING ME IT HONESTLY MEANS SO DANG MUCH. I LOVE U AND NICOLE AND LIKE I CAN’T WAIT FOR MORE SALLY AND NICOLE SHENANIGANS TO INSUE. 

@valhallic​ : THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS LISTENING TO ME RANTY ABOUT MY MUSES AND HONESTLY i love your muses so much like dang please leave some talent for the rest of us ;; . REGARDLESS YOU ARE AMAZING !!

@astrumstilla​ : AHH WE DON’T TALK AS MUCH AS WE USED TO BUT JUST KNOW I STILL HAVE YOU IN MY THOUGHTS AND I CHERISH YOU A LOT FRIEND !!

@pseudogaiety​ : KFMSKDFDS A BIG THANKS TO YOU TOO FOR ALWAYS BEING MY FRIEND AND LIKE,,, FOLLOWING MY BLOGS SINCE MY NAGISA DAYS IT HONESTLY MEANS SO FUCKING MUCH. I LOVE EVE AND THEO SO MUCH !!

BABIES WHO GET A BIG SMOOCH AND I APPRECIATE SO MUCH WITH MY WHOLE HEART :

@youngesper / @veiliisms / @kaerux / @sherose / @shinkuraun / @retiine / @moonfavored / @crystalburdened / @nenegyo / @maljefe / @litteriae / @thnderblade / @yorukomori / @wieldgun / @1000z / @patereuropae / @kryyptids / @onigirii / @feelnthing / @toiltbwl / @awanderers / @thouarepeople / @shi100 / @noctstate / @stckhlmr / @hackedlaugh / @honourquinx / @undeadbite / @unsunned / @kusaranai / @hehowl / @hariolor / @wisesteyed / @lcnguor / @egobury / @victamortem / @greatinu / @ghstler / @saevus / @wishsought / @kiiruna / @citialiin / @gothsic / @waterfeared / @laslow / @vessuvius / @solivcgant / @conoscenze / @vcndringsjinn / @pragmarage / @rapturefell / @vsheart / @bykaleolani / @stellamris / @barewiings / @howlins / @pcrticlvcid / @extravachance / @sleeploved / @isolaras / @herotting / @jaxyu / @bowitched / @woerended​ / @spellfear​ / @salemsaberhxgen​ / @dvvlry​ / @ethaeria​ / @sonderrow​

IF I MISSED ANYONE IM SORRY BUT PLEASE KNOW YOU ARE LOVED AND I CANNOT THANK YOU ENOUGH !! ANYWAYS HERE’S A BIG HUG FROM ME TO YOU !!

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Ticklis

Ah yes… Ticklis……. Beautiful. ♥

(just kidding, dear, you’re so cool and so sweet for liking and reblogging so much of my stuff and i love you♥)

Here’s the REAL ask:

And honestlYYYYY I WAS THINKING ABOUT THIS RIGHT BEFORE YOU ASKED. And i just…… i jUST

Hi, Billy is ticklish. ♥

I debated it a bit in my head when i was thinking about this before this ask got sent. Bc I’m like….. So ticklish it’s actually ridiculous?? and it’s bc my skin is just really sensitive and we don’t need to go into this but yEAH i was thinking about how maybe after all of the abuse he went through he got kind of desensitized? but then i was like maybe he got even more sensitive, y’know??? Like…. He’s very large and in charge and brazen, yeah, sure, but i get the feeling he doesn’t like random, soft touches. They confuse the fuck out of him and he just doesn’t trust them. I’ve said it before but i’m gonna say it again, i think this boy flinches at any and all contact people make w/ him that he isn’t prepared for.

And actually, y'know what?? Doesn't tickling elicit a fight or flight response? So I think the sensitivity Billy has already would definitely go from him flinching at touches he can't see to being ticklish as FUCK by touches he can see and trust.

Like, he'll be leaning up against the kitchen counter, drinking his coffee, standing right in front where they keep the glasses, so when El needs to get past him she'll poke his stomach and-

Billy squeaks.

Like… full on squeaks.

El jumps a bit bc she’s never heard that sound come out of Billy before. She looks at him w/ wide eyes and a little smile and he looks back w/ fear bc guys, being tickled is scary, esp when you’re insanely ticklish, so he’s freaked and El giggles and reaches out to tickle him again and he moves so fast to get away from her. El just gets her glass and pours herself some milk.

And i just??? AUGH. Hop will put his hand on Billy’s shoulder when he passes behind him on the couch, just bc, and one of his fingers will accidentally brush Billy’s neck and Billy will shriek and jump and giggle just a little and Hop is scared to all hell bc he thought it was okay to do that but maybe he scared the boy??? And Billy will just wave Hop off when Hop goes to ask what’s wrong.

Billy will be helping Joyce w/ dinner and she’ll do that thing where she puts her hand on his back lightly so he knows she’s passing behind him and he’ll squeak and giggle a little and get super close to the counter to get away. She puts her hand on his shoulder to ask if he’s alright and he’ll say “I’m fine!” in a real high voice through a small giggle. Joyce just smiles but lets him be.

El will brush his hair out and try to braid it but her fumbling fingers will brush the skin of his neck and he’ll squeak every. time. His shoulders will be up by his ears and he’ll start to giggle so much that he’s bent over where he’s sitting, laughing too hard and begging her to stop. And El’s concerned, wondering if she hurt him or something bc Billy like… almost never laughs. Not like that. So she leans forward to look at his face and ask:

“Are you alright?”

He nods. “Yeah… just… tickles.”

“Tickles?”

He nods again, face flushed real hard bc, even though this is El, he’s still embarrassed. “Yeah. Like… it feels funny.”

“Feels funny?”

Billy nods and turns around. “Yeah, like this.” he says before reaching out and tickling her arms and stomach. She laughs a little, kicking out and reaching out to tickle his arms but literally the slightest touch has him keeling over with laughter, jumping away and putting distance between them. She laughs harder at that than she does at the tickles.

The next time that Max comes over and they’re all doing their hair together, El begs and pleads Billy to let her do his hair. He’s reluctant to say yes, but he does. And when she does, fumbling fingers once again brushing his neck, Billy ends up wrapping his arms around Max in a hug (foregoing the braid he was giving her) and squeezing her in a tight hug. She shrieks, pushing away.

“Billy get off! What’re you doing, hugging me?”

Billy shoves her instead, scrambling to get off the bed and away from El, who’s giggling like crazy.

“What’s wrong with you, you spaz?” Max asks to Billy, but El answers.

“Tickles!”

Max is confused. The Billy she knows is not ticklish.

“What?” Max asks. Billy’s giving El a scared as hell look, shaking his head at her, but she doesn’t understand.

“He said it tickles when I do that.”

Max looks to Billy with confusion. “You’re ticklish? Since when are you ticklish?”

Billy shrugs and shakes his head at the same time. “No. Nope. Stop.”

Max is grinning hard now. “Seriously?” She asks, devious as all hell, walking towards Billy with her hands behind her back. Like she’s hiding something.

“Stop, Max, no-!” Billy shrieks in vain because soon Max is attacking Billy with tickles and Billy is wriggling like a little kid, running away and trying to hug the wall as he runs out of El’s room and towards any kind of safety but the thing is, the cabin is small and there’s just not a lot of space to run so he’s running around the coffee table and he’s trying to avoid any traps like the couch or his bed. He ends up running Max around the outside of the house and loses her, only to get caught on the couch when she finally heads back inside after searching for him. He punches her arm enough times to get her to stop. (you fucking bet she’s gonna use this against him though)

Jonathan laughing quietly when he passes the joint to Billy and their fingers accidentally brush a little too much and Billy pulls his hand away fast, flinching with a little giggle.

“A little ticklish there?”

“Shut up.” Billy growls, huffing on the joint.

Will sitting on the couch w/ Billy and kicking Billy’s ankle with his foot (which is propped up on the coffee table) bc he wants to ask him a question and Billy jumping and giggling a little, moving away. To which Will smiles real wide and Billy shoves his head away lightly.

And then STEVE. Ohmygod guys Steve.

With Steve, it doesn’t always get too bad bc he’s used to Steve’s touches. At the very most just feels really intensely good. But sometimes Billy is near cackling, wiggling away and bending over with laughter.

Steve notices it first when they kiss. Bc he wraps his arms around Billy’s neck and his bare forearms are touching Billy’s skin and Billy’s knees bend and he’s shaking from his giggles and Steve is honestly worried??? Like????? His boyfriend just broke. He’s 100% sure the boy is broken. So he bends down to look Billy in the eye and ask if he’s alright and he finds Billy’s breath is a little labored and he’s like: “Fine. I’m fine.”

“You sure? ‘Cause-”

“I’m fine.”

But then the next time when Steve wraps his arms around Billy’s waist and Billy’s got his arms around Steve’s neck, Steve squeezes at Billy’s sides with his hands and Billy’s gone. Giggling up a storm, moving away and rubbing his sides to get the sensation to go away and Steve is like: “Seriously! What’s wrong?”

Billy’s facing away now, forcing his giggles to stop, and that’s when Steve notices.

“Oh my god, are you ticklish?”

Billy turns on Steve quickly. “If you tell a single soul.” Billy growls, as if his family hasn’t already caught on. Steve laughs.

“I won’t, I won’t!”

And he doesn’t tell anyone. (except Robin, who makes a point to tap Billy’s shoulder to ask a question, or poke his side when she walks past to “bother him”. She’s incredibly entertained by the way this big, touch, muscled dude giggles.)(When Billy gives Steve a harsh look for going back on his promise, Steve just shrugs with a “we all know best friends don’t count!”)

Anyway, we also all know Billy and Steve get into tickle fights. it might only be when they’re alone but I’m fuckin serious here, the boys are tickle fiends and it’s the cutest thing. Billy says he hates it when they first happen but really, he ends up loving it and instigating it because it’s a rush and we know our boy is a thrill seeker. And being tickled is honestly kinda thrilling!! So it’s a lot of wriggling and laughing and hands flying everywhere and in all sincerity, it’s mainly Billy getting tickled and Steve laughing just bc he loves Billy’s laugh and will never get enough of it, but that’s also part of why Billy loves this. Because Billy laughing makes Steve laugh and Billy loves Steve’s laugh. ♥

(also just FYI, this might get a bit NSFW here so beware: in being this ticklish also means that Billy is sensitive as f u c k. I’m talking Steve grazes his fingertips across Billy’s bare chest and he’s goddamn gone. He’s breathing hard, heart beating faster, pupils dilating bc every touch is a spark. And Steve could honestly get drunk off of how responsive Billy is. Billy can come from just having his nipples played with and it’s an absolute gift for Steve. There’s nothing more erotic for him than Billy getting off just from being touched. Like, there are specific erogenous zones on people, sure, but for Billy suddenly everything is an erogenous zone. Steve runs his fingers up and down Billy’s forearm up to his bicep and back and Billy is shaking, breath getting light and airy, whining a little because it feels like his body is turning to molten gold or something. He’s strung up and melting at the same time. Like… fuck dude, Billy being hypersensitive is like a dream for both of them)

ANYWAY I just?? GUYS. Ticklish Billy!!!! ♥ I! Love! it!

[vaguely-concerned]

TEMERAIRE LET’S READ: BLOOD OF TYRANTS, THE WILLIAM LAURENCE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT NG+ SPEEDRUN

- oh NO LAURENCE D:D:D:

I do love that one of his first realizations is that he’s definitely not dutch tho lol this dumbass remembered that he was english before he remembered his own name

- caught between OH NO TEMERAIRE (and it’s only page 9 it’s going to be one of those books huh) and laughing my ass off at the thought of him swooping into notoriously isolationist japan and yelling ‘HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN MY DAD???’

- “Yes,” [Laurence] said, unyielding, as he could not be otherwise. ahahahahaha way to summarize the entirety of old school!laurence with one fucking sentence

(I am very much enjoying this uh. ‘setback’ of his character actually? novik really did just roll him back to factory settings and went ‘now... from the top again, let’s see if you’ve been paying attention these last seven books’ haha. no one told me there’d be a test!!!!!!!!!!)

- Kaneko really has the patience and graciousness of a saint, @ laurence please... please try to be marginally less sketchy hm? (I guess his sheer obliviousness to how direly he comes across here must be why kaneko hasn’t dismissed him out of hand)

- y’know... at least laurence is in no position to have to worry about all this shit temeraire and the others are pulling. when people start talking about black-scaled celestials shaking the country to its very foundations he’ll be blissfully, innocently unaware. that’s something, I suppose... well who am I kidding we’ll 100% get a couple of paragraphs of him convincing himself this is all his fault somehow anyway

- . . . and His Majesty’s Government does not behave in such an underhanded a manner as to attack another nation with no warning or quarrel. aha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha oh what a strange beautiful fantasy land you’ve been residing in for most of your life william laurence, hang on tight for the opium wars

- hahaha oh my god this is like a platonic version of that text post

temeraire: have you guys seen my dad??!?!

them: what does he look like?

temeraire, crying: beautiful and human and has gold buttons

- I take it all back old school laurence is such a tremendous idiot. just PRETEND you’re willing to cooperate at least you huge fuckign dummy, all you’d have to do was say something vague about how the ship can’t get too close to shore; it won’t actually help them and they’ll know it but you won’t make yourself look so unspeakably willfully suspicious

-  :( making me read things where temeraire is just hurting should be ILLEGAL actually

- NO LAURENCE STOP TRYING TO KICK LITERALLY EVERY POLITICAL HORNET’S NEST WITHIN REACH BAD BOY he is... a disaster but I love him and fear for him as a son so here I am anyway

- hahahahaha yeah wow laurence it sure would suck if you ever had to commit treason huh death probably would be preferable indeed

b o i

- i like that it took him like a week to even give a single thought to edith lol at least he remains aggressively himself

- I think temeraire basically just invented dragon baby photos and I can’t even think for how darling it is

also every dragon physician is delightful; they fear neither god, man nor huge ass patients who could swallow them in a bite

aw man I love gong su

- ahahahahahahah kiyo is the actual best I can’t breathe

KANPAI INDEED, MY LADY, MY LIEGE, I DON’T CARE WHAT ELSE HAPPENS I WOULD FOLLOW YOU TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH

Laurence was forced to at least moisten his lips in a show of accompaniment, and hope that he had indeed buried Caesar and not praised him, or for that matter raised him from the dead one act too soon; he was not perfectly sure. He did not think he had been this appallingly drunk since he had been a boy of twelve, trying to make good on every toast at his captain’s table. I. am. dying

thank you thank you thank you for the mental image of laurence drunkenly trying to stumble through the ‘friends, romans, countrymen’ speech as well as the entire rest of the play in a one-man performance

- oh no... I would die for junichiro, baby boy who loves his teacher SO MUCH ;____________; aaaaand there are laurence’s adoption instincts, I see, right on time <3 I like how they have had one actual conversation now and laurence is like ‘ah well nothing for it then guess you’ll have to stay on my ship and I’ll have to be your dad now, brash 16 year old child’

junichiro is being Full Teenager about laurence not knowing ~*obvious*~ things and it’s a delight

- y’know this period of japanese history is always portrayed in the west as paranoia and it could probably only be done because the country was a strict military dictatorship at the time... but having read oh, any history book ever, deciding that nope nah don’t think so no europeans ever is the greatest ‘fair enough’ in human history.  (...I guess this series is sort of AU fix it fic of the period in the first place haha)

- seeing temeraire this level of straight out angry is very interesting and also very unsettling

- ooooof whenever laurence almost-remembers temeraire... stab me in the heart why don’t you

- man churki really is the mom friend of these dragons she’s the only one who has a lick of sense

- *laurence, upon clobbering several men with an oar* “Ma’am, I beg your pardon,” Laurence said to the old woman, who was still sitting ramrod-straight in the ferry over the side from him and regarding him with a flat expression of utter disapproval and not the least evidence of fear; he put out a boot over the side and shoved the ferry off with a heave

god this book is just a continual parade of glorious mental images, just this old woman glaring at him like ‘RUDE’ and “Ma’am, I beg your pardon” fdslfhsdlkjh

- I have a lot of sympathy for hammond. imagine having to navigate the extremely delicate diplomatic situation between europe and japan, with the real prospect of a war breaking out over it, while temeraire is looking over your shoulder... real dragon in the glassware shop vibe going on here, i’m sorry about your life hammond

- AUGH laurence just sort-of-remembered emily he just half-remembered he basically has a daughter someone hold me (...junichiro is so so sweet ;___;)

- bwahahaha yeah I’m sure the only reason this impressionable young kid who’s slowly becoming very impressed by you has for sneaking glances at your bare chest is manly appreciation of your battle scars laurence, well done (I mean a supremely understandable innocent teen crush to develop but stay safely out of that, kid; I trust tharkay to survive the sheer field of mayhem around this man only because he’s got like 20 years, extreme competency and a world of cynicism on you)

- aw junichiro :(:(:(

- ...laurence you need to stop making your dragon boi think you’re dead because this is hurting me. my heart lies in sad little pieces on the ground right now. you are stepping on them with tapdancing shoes.

- “I am under an obligation to Junichiro,” [Laurence] said, quietly, “who you must know has aided me for love of you. If I surrender myself and am made prisoner in this way, will your honor be satisfied?”

fdsfhsdkfsdja  *ELMO SURROUNDED BY FLAMES GIF* this is all awful they’re all such good people why must this happen why this  

(what a way to remind me why I love this stupid wonderful man so much tho uuuuuugh)

- “He is a prince of China, and my captain.” “The devil I am,” said Laurence. This might be the funniest heartbreak I have ever experienced

- good job making me cry whenever I read the words ‘principia mathematica’ naomi novik that was real nice of you

- maximus is such a solid bro. not the brightest, but by god a good 80% of that boy’s gigantic body mass is pure heart

- I love the sheer trollishness of just dropping all these hints about whatever’s going on in the US and then moving on like nothing has happened lol at least it’s deeply implied that hamilton squandered his chances at the presidency by pulling his dumb hoe act in this universe too... constants and variables friends constants and variables

- bOY for a moment there I really did wonder if junichiro was going to die, thank god for a quick google to stop my heart from leaping up my throat and out into thin air to shatter yet again on the flagstones beneath

- in unrelated news I recently found out a bit more about the whole historical Situation in Australia at the beginning of Tongues of Serpents (incidentally, by reading Mark Forsyth’s ‘A Short History of Drunkenness’, which is very funny and quite interesting although I can personally testify that the chapter about vikings at least is completely riddled with misunderstandings or straight out factual errors about the mythology, the role of women in society and uh the entirety of how poetry worked so maybe take him with a pinch of salt lol), and now, in retrospect, I have to say Novik does a poor job conveying the sheer hilarity and madness going on at that time. Like. I was quite bored in those first few chapters, whenever Tharkay didn’t have page time. how could you make this incredible spectacular shitshow boring. it should have been easy comedy gold and not just like. misery. oh well great times, let’s return to the book at hand

- I remain utterly devoted to Lady Kiyo. livin’ life, drinking sake, giving no fucks, absentmindedly scoping out the western style ships and starting an entire modern navy for her country, getting some Theater up in here.... truly I would follow her into the jaws of hell itself, safely in the knowledge that she’d find some way to have a good time down there

- kaneko tearing up at laurence promising he’ll take care of junichiro 😭 this is so cruel to me, personally, specifically against my person, I am undone

- I like how the incan dragons are told like ‘don’t pick just one special person; you can love all your humans equally’ while the poor japanese ones are told ‘actually don’t love any of your humans very much at least not more than Honour’ lol they must have so many neurotic dragons running about b/c that when that attachment happens it seems extremely central to their psychology (and considering lady arikawa it’s not like they’re exempt from it, they’re just supposed to repress it to conform)

- laurence desperately trying to work out whether emily’s his daughter without actually asking anyone... delicious

the descriptions of roland’s letters: even more delicious

- temeraire sees the sad remnants of laurence’s robes and ‘hello darkness my old frieeeeend’ starts playing in his head... too bad laurence isn’t really in a position to experience the relief

- He is very much a one-note character, but O’Dea’s resolute dedicated fatalism is extremely funny

- hahaha poor temeraire... when you try to introduce bae to the family and they insist on being TOTALLY EMBARRASSING god

- The guilt of having caused pain to one deserving only consideration at his hand mingled with unanswered disquiet. I’m bawling laurence’s dad instincts are so pure and good even tho everything’s a bit messed up right now. like this whole paragraph is so powerful b/c you can see laurence’s natural loving impulse at war with his dad’s cold authoritarian parenting style and because his lived experience is removed he doesn’t know what is right.............. oh b o y

- oh okay I see my earlier comment about the opium wars proves unexpectedly prophetic

- it cannot be overstated how much I love junichiro or how happy I am that laurence is being so soft and patient with him. this kid has Been Through some shit

- emily roland shoulder to shoulder with laurence killing fools and he never doubts her for a moment... *chef kiss emoji*  

- the problem with these books is that there are just so many good characters and so many of them don’t get any real page time in any given one -- I’m sitting here plaintively like ‘I realize this is not the most pressing issue right now but how is demane and sipho doing. are they okay. does sipho have enough books’

- ouch memory loss isn’t stopping laurence from flashing back to victory of eagles :(

there’s something so disconcerting about knowing why laurence reacts to things the way he does when he doesn’t; novik is using that very efficiently, this is a very satisfying use of amnesia just from a writer’s POV haha

- I like how none of these suckers really have the tools (or in some cases even inclination) to understand how messed up junichiro’s political situation is in all this

they just expect him to come home to britain with them and meanwhile he’s just found out that The greatest threat to his nation (from his POV I mean china/japan relations irl seem uh complicated) has more dragons in one field than he’s ever seen in his life. it’s a rough and lonely deal being this kid in this book

- oh ouch yes hey there laurence there might have been... a little bit of treason. true. extremely justified treason tho. I mean. oh dear

we don’t have tharkay and his unique mix of deep cynicism, incisive sarcasm and surprising depth of concise moral clarity here to assist with the aftermath so this could get  u g l y

- listen what did I SAY about making me read about temeraire being miserable     :(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((

- SIPHO!! hey baby boy pls have some thought for your brother’s cardiac health tho

- aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw the fact that laurence is getting out of this crisis so much quicker this time because of his bone-deep instinctual knowledge of how much he loves temeraire, which doesn’t need specific memories to be true and felt. god. jesus. stars above

- laurence: approaches little

little: gay panic

- [Laurence] groped after the truth of himself like a prisoner in Plato’s cave, watching shadows. *clenches fist with great emotion* fuck naomi novik why must you be such an excellent goddamn writer im in pain

- oh hay arkady

poor poor temeraire feeling like a failure in every way is so awful but also kind of funny. ‘oh shit arkady’s egg oh fuck oh crap’

- I LOVE that hammond is so clearly and repeatedly shown to be a very astute political thinker and working shit out before everyone else! he may be a dumbass and a bit of a weasel but by god he’s great at what he does!

- laurence wouldn’t have changed anything if he could u guise. I . that. hm. oh

- thARKAY

.........arkady I am only a human and a small one at that but I will find some way to climb up there and wring your neck

(how cute is it that apparently jane roland realized she needed someone to find laurence and was like ‘well I need someone who can take care of themselves and knows the area and speaks dragon and Understands the chaotic ways of william laurence and also has looked uncharacteristically like a kicked puppy at the very mention of his name ever since being forced to leave him behind in australia.... hey tharkay you want a job’ fhkjshdfkalhsd)

- I’m very glad I googled ahead and spoiled myself a bit on this, because if I just read this part fresh I would have expired on the spot

- MISSION GET MY BOY BACK SAFE FOR GOD’S SAKE is a go

- general chu is pretty cool for an old dude you feel me

- . . . and Laurence knew him; knew him and knew himself.

ahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahaha

hahahahahahahhahahahaha

hahahahhha

haha

what... what pure undiluted soulmate nonsense is this. what. how. WHY would you do this

- I think I said something offhandedly in my victory of eagles reactions about how tharkay makes laurence remember who he is. I. thought I was exaggerating slightly for dramatic effect at the time. um wow

- I am having the sort of feelings about I need to write fiction about because my ability to express it any other way is failing me. That’s just about the highest praise I could give, really, Novik sure knows how to plant interesting seeds in her stories lol

- for the record this is not how I wanted him to end up in laurence’s bed

(im not thinking too much about how he got hurt b/c if I do I’ll start crying and that’ll just be embarrassing for everyone)

- “I hope you will forgive my mentioning it, Will,” Tharkay said, eventually, rousing Laurence from his reverie. “ -- I recognize there is a certain pot-calling quality to my doing so under the circumstances, but have you noticed that the top of your head appears likely to come off?”

a) my love for him is just. so pure. so complete. so deep b) consistent first name basis; the one sure way to make me swoon c) the implication that he’s just been quietly watching laurence while he was lost in thought... im so soft

- oh god laurence very gently helping out demane and roland because he remembers now....... i cry and my tears are blood welcome back buddy

- “I am of the opinion,” Tharkay said, “that you ought not assign to free will something more likely the consequence of a sharp blow to the skull.”

he truly is the gift that keeps giving. an endless cornucopia of sarcasm and delight. we do not deserve him.  

- [The man he was eight years ago] would not have valued his own feelings, on such a matter, higher than the law and the discipline of the service. *AIRHORN AIRHORN AIRHORN* there we have it folks that’s literally his character arc spelled out, he would have done SO MUCH BAD SHIT because he thought his own feelings didn’t matter and yet he chose another direction, stupendous, brilliant, revolutionary

also him trying to get his support across to both of them in as roundabout and discreet way as possible... laurence you beautiful disaster

- im just so happ. so happy. so happy temeraire has his dumb dad back

- oh so the russians think the BRITISH, of all people, are too soft on their dragons... ruh-roh

- sdfskadlfj yes good tharkay the ROBES (also the implied depth of fond schadenfreude-tinged amusement contained in that ‘those particularly magnificent robes’.... *prayer hands emoji*)

laurence is like ET TU BABE?????

I think this is very delicate gong su speak for ‘please do not be a dumb bitch your majesty’

hahaha chu knows what’s up -- I am growing desperately fond of him, please don’t have him suffer any cop-one-day-from-retirement style accident

- “If I may cut your Gordian knot,” Tharkay said, with a glint in his eye. fdsklfhsdkflhdsakjfhdskjh remember back in black powder war when he was all closed off and phlegmatic and purposefully distant... and here he is... with a glint in his eye and a crazy ass plan that requires other people and that he actually shares before pulling it off and calling laurence by first name in public......... we’ve come so far

- Also this means he’s close enough to Laurence’s height and build that he can wear his clothes without it looking weird, which is nice to know because Laurence is sometimes more preoccupied with describing what men are wearing than, y’know, what they look like lol. (probably not quite as broad in the shoulders, tho, since it’s pointed out every time laurence is described that he has shoulders like a linebacker)

- temeraire: eXCUSE me god didn’t do this the emperor of china did???!?! rude???

- pffffffffff tharkay and chu being jaded world-weary bros for a second there... this is what I read these books for folks

- NOOOOOOOOOOO chu this is the one thing I asked you NOT to do D: temeraire being sad and scared about it is slowly murdering me, thank god laurence is back online for him

- dunno this napoleon dude sounds pretty great and all but this also sounds suspiciously... like trying to invade russia in the winter time. immovable force and unstoppable object or something. I mean I don’t read history so I don’t know. might be a great idea. who’s to say.

- I see that tharkay and laurence have reached the ‘communicating complex information solely through eyebrow movements’ stage of their relationship. *drinks this excellent excellent OTP juice with both hands*

- god I love how cool temeraire!napoleon is, in a strangely believable way. he’s just so weirdly charismatic and novik is SO GOOD at setting up a situation so you understand just how brilliant a move he’s made whenever he seems to be backed into a corner and turns it all around. I kind of want him to win at this point (though tbf all of europe fucking sucked at this time so like he doesn’t have to doll it up TOO much to look better by comparison haha)

- boooyyyy Laurence is P I S S E D (also him being like ??? :D that the general basically agreed with him lol)

ALSO also the fact that laurence does not realize that he’s like the fucking horror story all the major authorities around the globe tell each other at night... fjksdfhsdkjlhf

ah russia. truly consistently one of the most shit places to be a peasant or apparently a dragon through so much of history.

- junichiro Y__________Y no wonder laurence is so protective of him, he’s finally met someone as stubbornly stupidly ~*honorable*~ as himself. godspeed bb boy I wish you only the best even though I know your story line is never properly brought up again

- I ship... roland and demane... so much. like with my heart. she’s so young and earnest and curious and misses him so much and casually scandalizes alice about it fsjdakfjhds

- well I mean. dragons eating people is clearly not  g r e a t  but also... karma. y’know?

- this is a lot of words to use to convey the sentiment ‘oh they are all so fuuuuuuuuuuuuucked’ naomi novik

(feels a little like she wrote herself into a corner here tho -- she’s set up such an impossible situation, in RUSSIA in the WINTERTIME, that I’d need a hell of a lot of convincing to believe they get out of it)

- aaaah okay I really enjoyed this one too, especially the first half! I feel like this series is often at its most inspired when it sticks to a tighter character focus (for example I still vividly recall the part in the first book where Laurence stays in his father’s house and it’s Bad. relatedly........ F U C K lord allendale), and this brought that in spades. I love this series so much, it’s shamefully underappreciated in the speculative fiction world.

also it brought *me* to my knees with a simple “Tenzing,” [Laurence] said, which... holy shit. fuck. damn. that’s my personal recommendation of this book, tbh, even beyond my wish for this series to be more appreciated within the genre: Tharkay was there and it was very gay and non-obnoxious soulmate vibes???? I never even thought it could be done but here we are

This is probably going to be my last reaction thingy for the foreseeable future, since my local library doesn’t have book 9 and honestly... having read a few summaries of what happens in it I’m not that keen on reading it? That’s not the ending to this story I want, so I’ll just live over here in denialville, I-realize-the-author-made-the-choice-to-not-make-further-use-of-Lien-AKA-THE-coolest-antagonist-in-this-series-and-indeed-did-not-wrap-up-numerous-character-arcs-or-plot-lines-but-I-don’t-like-this-choice-so-I’ll-ignore-it

(actually I do sort of appreciate the idea of not having one grand final duel or something, because that’s not how it usually works in real life, but that she’d just shrug and not mercilessly hunt for the revenge she’s so clearly motivated by when everything she loves is falling apart around her again... that’s too much of a letdown to bear, really)

let me just... live in willful ignorance and pretend anything could happen from this point onward haha.

- let me give a final shout out to my boy gong su, who’s been hanging around since book 2 (!) and yet we do not know One Single personal detail about him for certain except that he sure knows how to handle knives. that’s some good spy shit right there, he knows what he’s about

[stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale]

Finished ANF ep1 again.

Some random thoughts as the episode progressed:

Before I even hit the start button, I’ve made up my mind to do something that I’ve never, ever done before for the sake of continuing the path of doing something new: I’m gonna romance the hell outta Kate. I never go along with her forced romance because I don’t like it, but this time around she’s gonna be so romanced that she’s gonna croak. Literally, because I’ve also decided to get the ending where she dies. 

AND on top of that, I’m also gonna try and be as nice as possible to David and side with him on most things. This’ll be conflicting but I’m gonna have my cake and eat it, too. Don’t know how that’ll work but it’s not gonna stop me from trying.

I’m super curious to see if just giving in and romancing Kate with actually enhance the story or if it’ll just annoy me. 

Oh Javier Garcia, you beautiful man. 

Fun fact: I’m an only child so whenever I see siblings presented as hitting each other and then turning around and saying “I love you” is so bizarre to me. 

One thing I love about Javi, and really Lee when you think about it, is that they’re not “heroes” y’know? Like, just from this introduction we’re told that Javi hasn’t been around even though his father’s dying, he’s lost a lot [his baseball career as we find out later] and how he’s made several broken promises before. Like Lee, even though he’s not a bad man, he’s far from being a good boy scout.

“Grandpa’s cup was empty.”

“You don’t have to fill his cup up anymore, baby. Grandpa’s... sleeping.”

“No, Yaya... Pipo’s awake.”

Every time, no matter how many times I’ve watched this intro, that still does something to my stomach. 

And really, this intro is so great. I absolutely love it. 

Smokin’ weed with Kate... the start of my downward spiral into her romance...

Mari’s too precious for this shit. Every bit with her just makes me wish she had survived until the end. I know why the killed her off and all, but still... can you imagine her living throughout the season and even meeting up with Clementine and the others in s4?? 

Javi just knocked the head clean off of that walker with a crowbar and now I think I’m in love with him.

Mari would get along with Aasim. She wants to write down everything she remembers from before and he likes to keep a record of everything that’s happened so far. These two could’ve been writing buddies!

“Augh that’s gross.”

POKE IT

Gabe is so angsty it’s hilarious

It’s not even that annoying yet, it’s just funny.

“I fucking love pudding.”

The classic, sensational Javier quote of the game. Why wasn’t this slapped on the box art?

JAVI WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DROP THE GUN AUGH

And how the hell did Clementine cut down an entire tree? 

Also, she’s so edgy and it’s hilarious

CONRAD❤️❤️❤️ 

Seriously, Conrad’s one of my “problematic” favorites if you will, since yeah he does pull a gun on Gabe and threatens us to bring Clementine along ... but he does grow as a character AND he has one of the best kills of the series imo so I’m keeping him alive. Judge me all you want, I don’t care. 

Aaaaaaaand Clementine just killed another man. Oops.

Ugh Eleanor... haha, she’s not a favorite of mine...

Oh my... what did they do to Jane’s face...???? Why does she look weird??? 

I do like the idea of Clementine having a tattoo, though. I guess that’s another perk of going with Jane’s ending. And, of course, AJ’s full name is now Alvin Lee Jr. because duh. 

Aaaaaand Jane’s dead. I actually remember theories going around after s2 that Jane might be pregnant with Luke’s baby and being amazed that they turned out to be correct. So much for never abandoning me, huh Jane...

And I miss Big Brother Luke so much.

Well... I guess I have to kiss Kate now... 

“Gross.” Turns out, Mari would also get along with Mitch haha

Mariana’s dead and now I’m back to making depressed whale noises of despair.

I’m crying because Mari’s dead but I’m also wheezing at Gabe’s angry run I’M CHOKING

Siiiiiiigh. Great episode. I find that all the seasons have a great, strong start. I can’t remember where this one begins to get a bit iffy for me down the line, but it’s not nearly as bad as s2. I still really like this season, even if the whole thing with Kate and David drives me nuts.

And romancing Kate so far is... eh? Let’s just say I don’t get as happy seeing Javi and Kate kiss like I do witnessing a cute clouis kiss.

Looking at my stats, it’s interesting to see that the choice between going with Tripp vs. Eleanor is nearly a 50/50. 

However, it’s not surprising that most of the choices dealing with Clementine are significantly in her favor. 

[shytalia]

A Prince and a Pirate’s Fate - Chapter 3

Summary: When the future King and Queen of the Spade’s Kingdom come of age, a mark appears on their body. Alfred is the kind Prince of Spades, heir to the throne. Arthur is his fated husband, the future Queen. The only problem is, Arthur is one of the most infamous pirates to sail the seas, a wanted man in all four kingdoms, and he violently refuses his place in the castle.

No attempts at capturing him have been successful and he remains on the run, fulfilling his lust for defiance. Alfred, following his nineteenth birthday, decides to take the task of bringing Arthur home into his own hands.

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Chapter Three

Start at Chapter one here: https://shytalia.tumblr.com/post/611878754309079040/a-prince-and-a-pirates-fate-usuk-fanfic

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The following morning, Alfred woke up with a start. A loud noise aroused him from his slumber in a small inn room overlooking the sea. He was horrified to see the infamous ship beginning to sail away.

“No, no, no, shit!” He threw on some spare clothes and bolted out the door, running frantically to the shoreline where the ship had already left. “Fuck, fuck! What am I supposed to do now?” He yelled out to the sea, causing a few concerned looks from the locals. He looked frantically from side to side, only pausing when he saw a smaller boat not too far down the shore at a different pier. Even better, there was an old fisherman on it.

“Sir!” He waved his arms above his head at the man as he ran towards him, who in turn looked at him as if he were crazy. “Sir, I need to catch that ship there.” He pointed dramatically towards the fleeing vessel. But maybe it was going slow enough for them to catch. “I beg you, take me to it with your boat. I’ll even pay you for your trouble, look.” He dug out a thick bag from one of his pockets, opening it up to reveal shiny gold coins and offered them all to him. He had brought money with him for obvious reasons, but it would be useless to him if he lost Arthur now after he had just found him.

“W-What? I can’t accept this. Young man, this is too much for a simple ride--”

“No time! It’s yours, all I ask if you get me to that ship.” He begged again, urging the greying fisherman to accept his offer. After some thinking, the old man sighed and relented, allowing Alfred to hop onto his boat before preparing for a speedy chase. Thankfully Arthur’s ship hadn’t released their sails fully yet, so they were going at a leisurely pace propelled mostly only by the calm waves. That being the case, it was easy even for a small boat such as this one to catch up to them before they made it even farther out. Their small vessel rocked hurriedly against the current, coming up upon the massive, wooden form.

“Arthur! Arthur, come on! Stop! Arthur!” He yelled, but his voice was hardly audible over the thunder of the waves against the ship.

Their presence did not go unnoticed, however. As soon as Alfred was confident they could over pass the large ship and get in front of it, he was greeted by rifles being pointed directly at them from over the dock. The Fisherman gasped and in his panic turned the boat sharply, not taking into consideration his land-legged passenger.

“Whoa!” The young prince stumbled and fell, crashing into the cold waters below. He managed to resurface, taking a loud gasp of air only to see his only way out, the fisherman, was quickly driving away back towards the distant shore. Wow, did they really go that far out? He could hardly even see the land anymore as he peered into the distance.

A rush of panic pooled over him. He was stuck in the middle of the ocean! He could try to swim back but his heart was already beating hard from adrenaline and the water was cold on his skin, there was no way he was going to have the energy to swim that far without a rest.

What made it worse, he realized the ship he had been so fervently chasing after was now turning back towards him. “Oh no, oh no, oh no,” He chanted, making his last dues with the gods because Captain Kirkland was going to absolutely crush him with that ship. But before he succumbed to the violent waves roaring off the wooden vessel, it slowed and turned slightly, until it came to a halt just a ways away.

Confused and scared, Alfred could feel himself growing tired already as he worked to keep himself afloat. He guessed the sadistic sea captain just wanted a front row seat to watch him die. He really was an idiot, now his kingdom would have no future queen or king.

Just when Alfred started to feel himself start to slip ever so slightly under the water, his energy draining out of him, he heard the distinct smack of something nearby hitting the water. Looking, he could see what looked like a large ring floating towards him. Desperate to find purchase on something solid, he used the last bit of his energy to make his way to it and grabbed it.

He sighed in relief and allowed the ring to pull him slowly closer to the ship and eventually even up towards the deck.

It wasn’t until he actually reached the top that his peculiar situation dawned on him. He was just pulled aboard an infamous pirate ship, one whose crew were guilty of all sorts of inexcusable acts, and now he was at their mercy. He was dragged onto the hard wood and breathed deeply, trying to catch his breath. He could feel the bodies surrounding him without even looking. He knew he had to meet his makers at some point, so he slowly stood up and glanced around at the people who circled him like vultures.

Just as he expected, he was met with various different faces, most of which looked like they wanted to rip him apart piece by piece. Others held expressions of curiosity and a few, much to his dismay, looked openly hungry as they glanced him up and down. He swallowed hard and stood his ground, wondering if he would have fared better in the ocean after all. He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by a different familiar voice.

“You bloody, absolute, incomprehensibly stupid git !” The voice yelled, a path between the rough men and women surrounding him parted to reveal the shaggy haired captain storming forth. Without hesitating, Arthur grabbed the prince by his soaked shirt and pushed him against the wooden frame behind him, the only thing separating Alfred from yet another watery struggle down below. “What the hell do you think you were doing? How stupid can you possibly be? Augh! I should have left you to die!” He was practically screaming in the young man’s face, and yet, Alfred only stared at him in awe.

“But...you didn’t.” It dawned on Alfred in a matter of moments. The horrible, vile, quick tempered villain of the seas had shown him some level of mercy. It was against everything Alfred had ever heard about Arthur. “Arthur, you saved my life.”

“Like hell I did, git. Consider yourself in debt.” The British captain grumbled in return, face twisting in disapproval at the accusation that he might have actually saved Alfred just out of kindness. “And it’s Captain Kirkland, to you.” He corrected, finally releasing the younger man with a rough push sideways, causing the boy to stumble away from him.

The blonde pirate took a few steps back from the confused prince, his eyes never leaving him. It was like a predator glaring down its next meal. “Take him to The Hole.”

“Huh?” Without hesitation, Alfred felt large hands grab his arms and start to pull him away. Much to his distress Arthur was not following after them and was fading into the distance as he was dragged away. “W-Wait! Hold on, just let me talk to you for a minute!” He struggled to get out of the iron grip that had him, only for it to tighten as a result and pull him faster.

Alfred found himself thrown into a cold cell deep below the ship’s surface and left to sulk there despite how he tried to convince the pirates to do otherwise. “Let me out! I want to talk to Arthur!” He yelled into the dark air, shaking the cell door with loud clunks. This did nothing to affect his captors and he was left alone to wait.

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It was hard to tell how much time had passed as he stayed there in the dim light. He sat on a small cot, hardly better than the damp floor itself but he supposed he should be thankful for it. For a time he waited and listened for any sign of life, but the only sound he could hear was his own breathing and the rumble of the waves outside.

Strangely, it was almost a soothing sound, considering they had nearly killed him not too long ago. The young prince closed his eyes and listened. The waters were powerful and threatening, easily they could grow at any moment and swallow the entire ship whole. Despite this, they rocked the vessel mercifully, and their cycle of kissing the wood helped lull him into a light slumber.

Why did he suddenly enjoy the sound of the waves so much?

They were nice, sure. He had visited beaches and sailed plenty of times to attend to royal duties in other lands, but all those times he had never simply sat and listened. It was like the waves themselves were sirens beckoning him to open his ears and jump in, not some mythical creature.

What was it that had him so unexpectedly fascinated, then?

Was it the ocean's ability to have ferocious, destructive power, only for some divine reason it chose not to use it and gave them compassionate seas instead?

Thump.

Perhaps it is its beauty, the way it shined and sparkled against the sun?

Thump thump.

Or even the way its salt littered the air, forcing him to breathe it in. A familiar scent, where was it from again?

Thump thump thump.

Alfred sighed softly, subconsciously aware of the noise that grew ever closer to his cell. His mind swirled in an attempt to place that taste of salt water dancing on his lips. Where had he tasted it before?

“Oi, are you asleep? Wake the hell up!”

A loud, unforgiving voice startled him from his sleep. He jostled awake, sitting up from his lazy position against the makeshift bed. He stared wide-eyed towards the caged door for the intruder, only to find the one person he actually wanted to see standing on the other side.

“Arthur!” Alfred didn’t try to hold back his obvious joy at seeing the older man, which only earned him another hard scowl.

“It’s Captain Kirkland, you capital tit.” The shorter man corrected quickly. He didn’t move as the prince stood up and practically ran towards the bars, merely inches away from the man he was supposed to marry, but unable to touch him.

“I’m sorry, I really am. I didn’t mean to make you so upset.” The wheat blonde’s frown looked sincere, only because it truly was. An aspect Arthur silently thought was too rare in apologies these days.

Still, he didn’t understand why the boy was quite so apologetic about simply calling him by his first name. Of course it was disrespectful to Arthur, he had earned the title through years of work and terror, and did not appreciate some arrogant wannabe from the capital thinking he could address him otherwise. But, most would apologize from fear of punishment, not genuine sorrow. “You must know how important names are, being from the big city and all.” That must be it. There, a certain few names of the rich and powerful ruled everything. But here on the sea? His name nearly ruled it all.

“What? Oh, yeah, I mean, I’m sorry about that too. I’ll call you Cap if you want.” Alfred’s apologetic face quickly upturned with an almost amused smile, before he suddenly remembered something and it shot down again. “I meant I’m sorry for upsetting you last night, you know, at the bar? I wasn’t trying to imply anything. I really just wanted to understand you better. I didn’t know it was a sensitive subject for you and I didn’t mean to make you mad. Are you still upset?”

Of all the things Arthur thought the boy might say, it certainly wasn’t that. He gawked at him for a moment, unable to decide if he should be angry at him for bringing it up again or impressed with his honesty. Though really, what the hell did Alfred care about his feelings? He was a pirate! Not only that, he was one of the most feared captains in all four kingdoms. He wasn’t one to be coddled, but it made him realize, it had been quite a long time since he heard anyone ask him such a compassionate question.

“I...suppose not.” He settled finally, watching carefully as Alfred’s face shifted from worried to a large grin. It accentuated his nice face, really. He looked much better with a smile than that sour face from before. This ‘capital tit’, admittedly, had a nice, goofy smile to accompany his shining, blue eyes. It was like staring into the depths of the ocean itself. Arthur would know, he had done just that many times before, after all. The realization startled him a bit and he cursed himself for losing focus.

“So,” the grinning man beamed at him with a hopeful gaze. “Will you let me talk with you now that you aren’t mad? Just a little bit, so I can get to know you better.”

Now it was Arthur’s turn to smile, though it wasn’t the optimistic, toothy grin Alfred had. No, his was much more sarcastic, and he smirked as if he had just been told a nasty joke.

“Idiot, are you really not understanding the situation you’re in right now?” He placed his rough, calloused hands on his hips as he stared at his hopeful prisoner.

“Huh?” Judging by Alfred’s response, he did not.

“Here you are, on my ship, in my cell, as my prisoner, and you want to talk as if we were just friends?” He said it as if it was obvious his request was insane, since for anyone else it would be! Anyone else in their right mind would be scared shitless being the infamous pirate’s captive. Maybe Alfred really was just plain stupid after all.

“Have you really not figured this out yet? I could kill you...I could torture you...I could make you my play thing then dump you into the sea when you start to bore me.” His face twisted sharply, his Cheshire grin roughening at the edges. “I thought about it, you know? It wouldn’t be hard, after all. I could make you do whatever I wanted and there would be nothing you could do to stop any of it.” It was a face of such sadistic pleasure that Alfred had never seen a human morph like that before. It sent a chill down his spine as his eyes unwillingly locked on it, unable to force them away.

Ah, there it finally was. The fear.

Alfred’s stance stiffened and his blue eyes watched the captain carefully, even when Arthur stepped closer. His gaze remained on the pale man before him, even as said man broke the distance between them, reaching through the bars and caressing his face. It stung a little, he could only guess there was a dark bruise left from when he had been punched the night before. The touch was so gentle though, Alfred swore it had to be someone else’s hand. But it wasn’t, it was Arthur’s, and he smelt like sea salt.

Alfred swallowed the lump forming in his throat, “But...you haven’t.” He stated simply.

The hand on his cheek paused suddenly.

“What?” Came the surprised reply. Even if it was hidden deep under a low, dark mumble, Alfred could hear the confusion.

Alfred grew bolder and was quick to reply. “You haven’t hurt me yet, but you’ve had more than enough chances to.” The prince reiterated. Without thinking, he reached up and grabbed onto Arthur’s cold hand that still lay dormant on his cheek, gripping it gently in his own warm one. “From the stories I’ve always heard about you, you’re ruthless. You’re violent and you won’t hesitate to kill anyone who gets in your way. But I can tell that’s not all you are, I know it’s not. You saved my life, cage or not, I’d be dead if it weren’t for you. You even held a knife to my throat for gods sake, Arthur, but I’m still here. Anyone else would call you a monster for it but I don’t see you that way. I don’t think you’re as heartless as people say you are.”

It was Arthur’s turn to go wide-eyed. His emerald eyes sparkled with so many emotions that Alfred could hardly keep up with them all. There was confusion, first and foremost. Denial, skepticism, doubt, and if he was right, a hint of fear.

The Brit jerked his hand out of the prisoner’s soft grasp, somewhere between fuming and disbelief. “Do not doubt me, I will make your life hell on earth.” He spit. And with that, the captain stormed away and out of The Hole.

“Cap? Hold on, wait! Arthur!”

But his cries were ignored, heard only by unsympathetic walls and the pacing sea.

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[thou-crusty-batch-of-nature]

Friends will be friends (or more)

pairing sirius x reader

warnings  angst, swearing and fluff

A/N Soo this is my first fic. I would like to thank @futurewriter2000 for everything she has done for me. She is such a kind, caring friend and such a good writer. She helped me so much and without her I probably wouldn't have posted this. 

GIF IS NOT MINE

READER'S POV

 I knew I was in deep shit when I realised that I had a crush on my best friend, Sirius Black. But how could I not, with his silky, thick, curly hair and those eyes that seemed like the sky on a - ugh, I was daydreaming again. And the worst part, I was almost certain that he liked me just as a friend. Fortunately, I was able to act like I wasn't l̶o̶v̶i̶n̶g̶ liking him. I was just leaving the classroom with the marauders after a really boring, long class of history of magic, spent doodling on my parchment. Despite the fact that they had been talking about Quidditch for the last five minutes (I disliked Quidditch because I was as tactful as a bull in a china shop), I was too busy to make a sarcastic comment as I was doing more important things - meaning that I was stealing glances from Sirius.

 I began the deep friendship with the marauders in my fourth year. I was the first person who outranked them at a rather unsuccessful prank.

 -throwback-

 I barely woke up after the last night's Halloween feast, swearing that I would never eat so many sweets again - a lie that I had told myself every other year. I lazily got up and went to the bathroom, then got dressed. My best friends, Lily and Marlene, were still sleeping. I chuckled as I heard Marlene mumbling in her sleep, catching the words "pastries everywhere". However, when I looked in the mirror, I couldn't help but scream.

"FUCKING HELL I SWEAR I'M GONNA-" before I could stop the door was ripped open, a red-head staying in front of me.

 "Wha-what is happening?" asked Lily worried, but as soon as she saw me she started laughing hysterically.

 "LILY IT'S NOT FUNNY MY BLOODY HAIR IS BABY BLUE! IT LOOKS LIKE MERLIN'S HAT!" I roared annoyed.

 "Calm down, Y/N, stop being ridiculous. It was obviously the 'mighty' marauders." she joked. Then she stopped and looked at me for a moment. "This morning we go to Hogsmeade, don't we?"

 "Yeah...but where do you want to go with that?" I asked confused, not seeing any connection.

 "Oh sweet, innocent Y/N/N, " she teased, a devilish smirk spreading on her face, "today you are going to make such a big statement that you are going to leave our dear Sirius with his mouth open like he is at the dentist. Marls, it's a fashion emergency!" I have never seen Marlene getting up so quickly before.

 Long story short, when I arrived in the Great Hall wearing a lace crop top, skinny jeans, high heels all matching to my now slightly wavy hair, I could have sworn I saw Sirius spilling his pumpkin juice in his lap. Then, James complimented my hair. Remus apologised and Sirius invited me to go with them at The Three Broomsticks. I spent my day talking, laughing and drinking Butterbeer, and, to be honest, it was one of the most beautiful days of my life.

 -end of throwback-

 That's how we became friends. I figured out Remus' "furry little problem" at the end of the fourth year, and by now I was known as the fifth marauder. I've always helped them with their pranks; setting them up, finding ideas or even getting them out of trouble. After all, I was considered by most of the professors a quiet, model student, and it was quite useful added to a completely chaste smile.

 "Um... Y/N/N?" a pinch on my cheek broke the trance in which I was. I saw the boys all staring at me. 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘵.

 "You said something?"

 "No...We just asked you two times if you want to have lunch outside?" Remus admitted in a sarcastic tone.

"Yes! Sorry, I zoned out a bit." I mumbled. 'Yeah, thinking about the constant cliche drama-love-story in which I star for some time. Keep going that way, Y/N!' I thought.

 "Well it's certainly not the first time, is it honey? Is something or someone on your mind?" James retorted, followed by a knowing smirk and a wink. How did he knew? It wasn't like I told anyone. That annoying brat!

 Later that day, after an uncomfortable meal, I finally ran into James sitting on an armchair in the common room, reading a quidditch magazine.

 "How do you know?" I asked as soon as I'd seen him, taking the magazine from his face.

"Well good afternoon to you, too, my dear friend! What a beautiful day it is, isn't it? Bright sun, a warm breeze, teenage love -" I gave him a smack. "Augh! I don't think I deserved that!" he stopped, dramatically rubbing his shoulder.

 "Tell me this instant, Potter!"

 "What?"

 "How do you know I have a crush on Sirius?" I said, feeling the blush starting to creep up on my cheeks.

 "I've only suspected, but now I certainly know that it's true!" Prongs stated, proud smile on his face, turning to leave.

 "Oh, don't you dare leave! I haven't finished yet! Promise me that you won't tell a soul! He can't find out!" I exclaimed, a little panicked.

 "Ok, ok! I swear! Geez, chill out, crazy woman! But what are you going to do about it?"

 "What do you mean?"

 "I mean - you can't just act like nothing's happening forever. Won't you tell him?"

 "It's useless. He doesn't like me that way. It will only destroy our friendship!" and that was my biggest fear. I couldn't let that happen.

 Both of us were startled when we heard the door swung open, Sirius bursting happily in the common room.

 "What happened?" I asked curiously.

 "Guess who's got a girlfriend?" Sirius said proudly, adding then in a whisper "Hint: it's me!"

 "What!? Who?" I asked cautiously, hoping that my voice wasn't as brittle as I thought.

 "Madeline" he responded, his eyes twinkling like stars.

 I felt my heart sunk. Madeline Vega was a gorgeous Hufflepuff; beautiful, funny, charismatic, smart, she had it all. All in all, she was a perfect match for Sirius. Like he'd read my thoughts, James shot me a pitiful look. And I tried to be happy for my friend, I really wanted to. But at that moment all I wanted to do was to tell him the truth and run away from everybody. But I didn't.

 SIRIUS' POV

 I arrived in the common room after I had spent the whole day in Hogsmeade with Maddy. 𝘎𝘰𝘴𝘩, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭. She was a light in the darkness that seemed to follow me everywhere. She was the breath of fresh air that I needed. However, she was not the only girl that cared for me. Y/N has been quite distant lately and it started to feel strange. She always loved to make people laugh and now she barely speaks. 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳. I reached the dorm where the boys were lying casually on their beds, looking at me.

 "So you have a girlfriend now, don't you?" Remus broke the silence. "How come?"

 "Remy, you know that no one can resist my charms! Just look at me!"

 "I am serious."

 "No, you are Remus!" I reminded him, earning a death glare and a thrown book, from which I dodged easily. "Ok, ok. I started being friends with her through Potions, and we'd become closer and closer until I asked her to be my girlfriend today!" I was assigned with Maddy at the beginning of the year and I've always liked her. "She is wonderful," I said. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥- "Hey! Where is Y/N? Weren't we supposed to meet this afternoon?" I asked, remembering that today I promised Y/N to help her with the Transfiguration's essay.

 "Yes. She came here at three o'clock when you should have met, waiting here for an hour, but 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 clearly had better things to do than keep promises!" James frowned. I looked at the clock - 6 o'clock. 𝘉𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘴!

 "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go to the Quidditch practice and be there on time because I respect a fixed arrangement!" he'd added before storming off.

 "What should I do, Moony? She'll never forgive me." I asked hopelessly.

 "Of course she'll forgive you, you drama queen, you just need to apologise."

 "And give her some sweets!" Peter added, pointing at the Honeydukes bag I had bought earlier. I took it and headed to the girls' dorm. 𝗞𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗸, 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗸.

 READER'S POV

 I was still mad at Sirius for forgetting about our study meeting, but fortunately, James helped me with that essay. I was on my way to the girls' dorm when I saw Sirius staying on the ground, waiting for somebody.

 "Oh! Y/N! Thank god! I am so sorry! I know you needed help and I am so, so sorry that I forgot! Please let me at least make up!" Siriuis implored, sadness darkening his grey eyes.

 "Calm down! Of course, I'll forgive you, you're my best friend!" I said reassuringly.

 "Thank you! Thank you!" he shouted exited, squeezing me in a bone-crushing hug. "Oh! I almost forgot - I also got you some sweets!" he remembered, giving me the bag. It was full of my favourite chocolates and jellies from Honeydukes.

 "You shouldn't have, thank you! But why were you waiting on the floor?" I asked, suddenly remembering how I've found him.

 "Well, actually Lily didn't want to let me in..." he admitted, scratching the back of his neck. "She said, I quote, 'We don't let losers here!'" he imitated Lily's voice."But I guess I deserved that."

 "Yeah, you kinda did," I told him, but at his shocked expression, you added "What? You are a loser! Forgetting about a meeting with your amazing, smart beautiful friend!"

 We both stared at each other for a few seconds, then laughed. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴!

 But everything came back to the usual awkwardness the next day at breakfast. I couldn't stand watching them holding hands while eating, or kissing after class, so I started to avoid him. Every day I spent my free time in places where I knew for sure he wouldn't be, but I still saw him in the common room or at lunchtime.

 Today, for example, I went to the library and stayed at the most isolated desk. I'd just finished my Potions essay when I saw a couple kissing near me. 𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘎𝘰𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦. Taking a closer look, I couldn't believe my eyes. Corey McLaren, a seventh-year Hufflepuff was snogging with... Madeline! She's Sirius girlfriend! That cheating liar! How could she?

 I quickly took my books and left without being seen. I needed to tell him. I hurried to the boys' dorm and knocked a few times. In a moment, Remus opened the door.

 "Hey Y/N/N! What are you doing here?" he asked happily.

 "I need to find Sirius! Do you know where he is?"

 "He left a couple of minutes ago to the Great Lake. Why?"

 "I can't tell you right now! I have to go! and with that, you left.

 I saw Sirius sitting on a bench, staring at the lake. I quickly sat next to him.

 "Y/N! What happened?" he asked worriedly.

 SIRIUS' POV

 I have received another letter from mother. Last summer I ran away from that hell, and now apparently she disowned me. 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵. Still, after I'd read it, I needed to go outside. I wanted to break free.

 Soon I saw a silhouette that resembled Y/N coming closer. When I saw her face, her big, usually bright, Y/E/C eyes now veiled with sadness, I knew something was wrong. Very wrong.

 "Y/N! What happened?" I asked, seeing that she was avoiding my stare.

 "Sirius I am so sorry - I was in the library, studying when I saw Madeline... Maddy kissing Corey McLaren," she confessed. "As soon as I'd seen her, I looked for you in your room, and Remus -"

 "Stop. She couldn't have done that. She is Madeline, she wouldn't cheat on me." I interrupted her.

 "Maybe she is not the angel she pretends to be." she tried to explain.

 "I knew you didn't like Maddy, but did you really think that you could come and lie to me like that?" I spat.

 "You don't believe me? I had seen her with my own eyes!" she snapped.

 "Of course I don't believe you! I thought higher of you, but you clearly let the jealousy talking! I rebuked.

 "You know what, you're a bloody idiot! I can't believe that I actually loved you!" she shouted. "Stay with your cheating girlfriend, for all I care- but don't ever come back to me when you find the truth!" with tears spilling on her cheeks she left.

 She loved me and I had just broken her heart. 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵.

 I lit a cigarette. 𝘐𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦. 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘶𝘵. I haven't realised when it started to rain. A hurricane of thoughts was ravishing my mind. Did Maddy really do such a thing? Did I destroy my friendship with Y/N? Did she love me? I threw the stump in the lake and left. I was soaking wet, but I didn't care. 𝘒𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘢'𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩.

 When I reached the dorm I was welcomed by a furious James. He smacked me right in the face.

 "What the fuck, mate!" I asked, feeling the blood trickling from my nose.

 "Do you really believe that cheating bitch instead of Y/N, our best friend for two years?" James roared.

 "Hey! She's my girlfriend!"

 "Look at him! Then go to your pretty, angelic girlfriend who is more important than your friends!" James frowned.

 "Remus?" I asked, hoping that he would understand me.

 "I agree with James here, mate," he responded.

 "Fine," I said. And I left.

 READER'S POV

 I had been crying long before I got into my dorm, our argument playing and replaying in my mind. Lily and Marlene weren't there, so I decided that I needed a nap.

 I was woken up by Lily, who was nudging me gently.

 "Y/N? What happened? Have you been crying?"

 So I told them everything; how I'd seen Madeline, then went to Remus, found Sirius, then finally the argument we had.

 "Hmm...A cheating liar and a stupid brat, I think they deserve each other!" Marlene stated after I'd finished.

 "A stupid brat that I happen to know and love!" I said, with dried tears on my cheeks.

 "Oh, I promise if he tries to hurt you once more I am personally going to beat the shit out of him!" Lily vowed. I laughed for the first time that day.

 "There's that beautiful laugh!" Marlene smiled.

 They stayed with me for a while, chatting and eating our stash of sweets, listening to old records.

 "We have to go to dinner!" Lily announced after two hours of fun.

 "You go, I'm going to stay here!" I told them. I still wasn't ready to face the boys.

 "Are you sure?" Marlene asked.

 "Yes."

 They hugged me warmly and left.

 Two weeks have passed and I have barely talked with the marauders. James tried to reach out to me several times, but I've brushed him off. We only greeted each other in the common room. And Sirius - he was still with Madeline. He made his choice not to believe me and I made my choice, too.

 It was another night when I only shifted in my bed; I couldn't sleep. 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯.  Suddenly, I heard a knock at my door. And another one, and another one.

 "Y/N, OPEN THE BLOODY DOOR!" Marlene shouted from her bed, her head under the pillow.

 I got up, put on my slippers and opened the door. I immediately recognized the person in front of me.

 "Sirius."

 SIRIUS' POV

 The weeks without Y/N being near us, speaking, laughing, drove me mad. Maddy still was my girlfriend, though not a day passed without thinking about Y/N's words.

 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦.

 I was in the library with Remus. While he was looking for books, I took the liberty to wander around. As I was turning to leave, I saw two people snogging in the darkest corner. However, I could recognise that wavy, golden hair anywhere.

 "Maddy?" I saw her jump a little when she heard my voice. She turned to look at me and I saw the boy she was kissing - Corey McLaren.

 "𝘚𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘴 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 - 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘔𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦... 𝘔𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘊𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘺 𝘔𝘤𝘓𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯."

 "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦?"

 "𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦- 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩!"

 She was right. And I was an idiot.

"We're over," I told her with a deathly calm, but before I'd left, I punched Corey in the face.

 I went outside to the bench by the lake and looked around. The sun was setting. The sky looked like a canvas, colours blending in harmony. How could I let everything happen that way? Why didn't I believe Y/N?

 Soon the night came, but I didn't care. I stayed outside, looking at the stars. Then, I got up and let my feet carry me anywhere they wanted.

 I was in front of her bedroom. Before I could stop myself, I knocked.

 READER'S POV

 "Sirius."

 "Please listen to me for a few minutes. Then, I won't bother you anymore." he begged.

 "Ok."

 "Follow me," he said. We walked without saying anything, finally arriving in the Astronomy Tower. He stopped near the window and turned to me.

 "I am an idiot and I know it. And you were right. So right. I was blinded by the idea of love and forgot about those who really care for me, truly love me. And I was lying that day, I trust you with my life. I am truly sorry that you had to distance yourself from your friends because of me. I love you. I realised when you told me that you had loved me. Please give me one more chance- "

 "I love you too," I interrupted and came closer. I could feel his warm breath on my face, "I love you so much that it hurts."

 Then he kissed me so gently and softly, yet so lovingly. I put my hand in his curly, dark hair and he put a hand on my back, slowly drawing patterns. Then he broke it, not letting go of my back.

 "I love you." he whispered, before pulling me in another sweet, long kiss.

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