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Marijon - My Secret Older Sister

Her name is Marinette Amani Al-Ghul. Marinette is the first grandchild of the demon-head and the daughter of Talia Al-Ghul. She is also the older sister of Damian Al-Ghul by two years. Despite what others may think, both she and her brother came from the same man. Bruce Wayne. Although Damian has no idea who his father is, Marinette has known for eight years. Despite the young age of 12, she was an incredibly smart girl. She also possessed the ability to be happy and feel love. But not in front of anyone but her brother and sometimes her mother. She and her brother had a great relationship. They were always there for each other. Damian was there for Marinette when her grandfather Ra's would sometimes beat her for not doing well on a mission. And he would base it solely on her gender. Marinette was there for Damian the first time Damian had to kill someone. It disgusted him, but he continued doing it for the sake of his title.

Then the day the League fell came. Slade had attacked when Ra's was showing the whole League to Damian and explaining that it would all one day be his. Marinette was standing behind them next to her mother. Ra's had told her mother to grab both of them and run. Marinette protected her brother throughout it all when suddenly, Marinette got shot in the stomach. She collapsed in pain. She saw her mother running back to them, so Marinette let go of Damian, who was looking at her worriedly, "Damian, my akhi, go run, save yourself. Tell Mother to take you to Father. I'll be fine."

Damian was crying now, "NO, I won't leave you, you have to come with me. Please don't leave me, ukhti."

Marinette smiled sadly. She then hugged Damian and kissed him on the cheek, "I love you. And I promise I will find you one day." She let go of his hand as Talia quickly grabbed his arm and lead him to the docks, glancing at Marinette once in worry.

Marinette was lying still for a little bit before she heard a voice say, "Tom, I found her!" Marinette turned her head to the side and saw her godmother, Sabine Cheng recently Dupain-Cheng, hurrying over to her, with her godfather Tom not too far behind.

When they reached her, they gasped at the wound in her stomach. Tom picked her up and quickly walked to the docks with Sabine following. "Where we going?" Marinette said her voiced slurring, herself only half-conscious due to the blood loss.

Sabine answered, "We're going to Paris. We had a house there just in case we ever had to escape the League."

Marinette nodded in turn before she closed her eyes, letting the exhaustion take over. "Good night," she heard before she was fully asleep.

Marinette woke up to an unfamiliar scene. She tensed, but when she caught sight of her godparents, she relaxed, "So what's the plan?"

Sabine was the one who answered", Well, you aren't allowed to act like the devil in disguise." Marinette scoffed, but she didn't argue, knowing Sabine was right. She may be sweet with her family, but with strangers and acquaintances, she wasn't the nicest. "Also, you are going to be Marinette Dupain-Cheng. You are the daughter of two bakers, Tom and I, and you are a designer. You will also be clumsy and stutter a lot."

Marinette nodded in understanding, "Okay, but what about Damian?"

Sabine sighed, "You're just going to have to hope that one day you find each other again."

Marinette nodded in understanding. She then went up to her new room, ready to put on a mask for the rest of the world to see.

(Time Skip)

It was now the start of the tenth grade for Marinette. She was now thirteen-years-old, and she was ready to play her part of the clumsy baker's daughter. She took some macaroons for her new classmates and then walked outside. While she waited to cross the street, she caught sight of a man crossing the street. A car was heading right to him. Regardless of who she was pretending to be, she wasn't going to let a man get hurt. She ran and quickly pulled him to the sidewalk, effectively using it as an excuse to trip over her feet. She handed the man a macaroon and then ran to school.

At school, she sat down quietly in her seat. When a dark girl, with brown hair and auburn highlights, picked a fight with a blonde girl. The blonde girl was supposedly bullying Marinette. Marinette and the blonde girl exchanged looks, acknowledging that the girl before them was a load of bull. Marinette then found out that the blonde girl's name was Chloe, and she was a bully, and the other girl was Alya.

Marinette looked around the classroom, analyzing everybody.

She then heard a voice scream, "Kim!"

She looked behind her to see a big, burly blonde kid, look like he wanted to beat up somebody. The teacher then asked him, "Ivan, what is going on?"

The blonde kid replied, "It's Kim! I'm so going to get..."

The teacher then pointed to the door and shouted, "Ivan, go to the principal's office."

Before Ivan could stomp off angrily, Marinette spoke up, quite surprised by the way the teacher was handling things, "With all due respect Miss, you didn't even listen to Ivan's side of the story. It could be Kim that's bullying Ivan, but you're rather playing favoritism."

The teacher sputtered, not knowing how to react, "Who gave you the authority to question my teaching skills?"

Marinette smirked, replying, " Common sense."

Mrs. Bustier walked out of the classroom to calm down, pure fury clear on her face. That day she turned into Zombispect. When she kissed them, they would automatically obey and respect her. That was also the day Lady Spots and Chat Noir resided in Paris.

While Lady Spots was a great superhero, Chat Noir was an incompetent fool. Marinette hated him. He would always flirt with her and never get anything done. And in many cases, if he didn't get what he wanted, he would either threaten to quit or sit out. Marinette never told him, but she honestly thought that she did better in battle when he wasn't around.

In terms of her civilian life, Alya convinced herself that she was Marinette's best friend and that Marinette had a crush on Adrien. In actuality, Marinette's best friend was and is her brother, Damian, and Chloe. While Chloe was spoiled, she was also neglected by her parents, which made her act rather bitchy at times. And she for sure did not have a crush on the spineless Adrien Agreste. No one in the class knew anything about the real her. But her godparents and even Chloe, who knew a bit about her. But, the one person that Marinette wanted to talk to was her precious little brother. She needed to hug him, spoil him, and talk with him about everything. But most of all, she wanted to know that he was still alive and happy somewhere.

Marinette would cry herself to bed every day, hoping that one day she would see him again. Thankfully, Tikki was on her side.

(Time Skip of one year. This is after Volpina, but before Chameleon)

It has been two years since Marinette last saw her brother. Alya was still going strong, coming up with ridiculous plans for her to date Adrien. She was still a "clumsy" baker girl. And while designing was her supposed hobby, after about a month, she really got into it. What pissed Marinette off the most was that she had to wear pink, have her room pink, and wear pigtails. Why? Because it strengthened the fact that she was an innocent, little, naive girl. While it did help people underestimate her, it annoyed the heck out of her. She actually ranted to her godparents one day about how bad her appearance was, "How can one color be so bright?! How could anyone like looking at it?! Why the hell do these pigtails make me look like a short-ass baby?! I look like a fucking moron! Where the hell is Damian when you need him?!" It was about three days later when her question was answered.

Marinette had been walking around town when suddenly someone bumped into Marinette. Marinette caught herself and caught the person she bumped into. But the words that came out of the person's mouth had her reeling, "Tt, what type of imbecile are you to be bumping into people on the street?" Marinette would know that voice anywhere. And sure enough, when she actually looked at the person that she bumped into, she was staring into the face of her brother. When he realized who she was, he let out a timid, "Marinette," that had Marinette practically sobbing.

When she found that her face was wet, she realized that she was sobbing, but she didn't care. Damian was alive. She strangled him with a hug, cooing softly into his ear once he too started crying. They stayed like that for a while before they released each other. It was then that Marinette saw the boy standing behind Damian.

She blushed when she noticed his features, black hair like her own, the bluest, purest eyes she had ever seen. He was wearing glasses that gave him a nerdy look, but his body begged to differ. He was very tall, probably 5ft 11, and had huge muscles that gave off more of a jock look. He had so many characteristics that Marinette felt insanely attracted. She snapped out of her thoughts and offered the boy a hand, "Marinette Dupain-Cheng, or Marinette Al-Ghul, Damien's older sister by two years."

He gave her a blinding smile that could rival the sun and then kissed her hand, "Jonathan Kent, Jon for short. It's nice to meet the sister of my best friend." The more she studied him, the more she realized that he looked familiar. It was then that she realized he was Superboy, the superhero Alya had been raving about last week.

Marinette blushed at him kissing her hand. She then decided to let her inner devil come out to play. Leaning closer, she whispered, "It's nice to meet you too. I hope that you have been nice to my brother. Because if I found out you haven't, I might get my katana and skin you. I know that you might be invincible, but with the kryptonite, which I do have, you would be weakened within a second. So make your decisions carefully." She then leaned back and watched how his expression changed. His face went from happy, to confused, to shocked, to scared, and the surprisingly, love.

He smirked, "Well, you are better than I expected." He then pulled out a piece of paper and wrote his phone number. "Call me, you're hot and a little devil, I like it." He then winked and gave it to her.

They both heard Damian scream, "KENT! Stay away from my sister before I skin you!"

Marinette giggled and took the piece of paper from him. She then asked, "You look to be about my age. Why are you with Damian?"

Jon replied, "I'm 15-years-old. So one year older than you. (I know that Jon is actually three years younger in Super Sons, but for this to work, Jon is three older, not younger. If you have any problems with that, fight me.) And Damian and I work together a lot. We're considered the Super Sons, so we're best friends."

Marinette nodded in understanding before suggesting that they all go to a coffee shop to talk. Damian and Jon agreed. Damian told Marinette all about their father, their brothers, and sisters, him being Robin. He told her everything. She offered him support and asked questions about their family.

When it was her turn, she explained how Tom and Sabine saved her and how she came to Paris. And how she is pretending to be a clumsy sweet girl who likes pink. (She wasn't totally over the whole pink thing along with the pigtails.) That coaxed a laugh out of both Damian and Jon. But when she got to the part about Alya, Damian wanted to skin Alya. He was Marinette's best friend, not some dumb harlot. When she explained how she was Lady Spots, and Chat Noir had some major failings as a partner, it took both Jon and Marinette to hold him back. He continued trying to escape while shouting, "LET ME AT HIM, HE DARE FLIRT WITH MY SISTER!!! I'LL SKIN HIS SORRY ASS BEFORE RIPPING HIM INTO SHREDS AND DUMPING HIM IN A RIVER!" He then continued to explain exactly how he would kill Chat Noir. Marinette knew that he was capable of going through with his plan, so she distracted him by asking for his phone number so that they could stay in contact. Damian calmed down enough to give it to her.

When she realized how late it was, she gave a hug and promised to meet up with him for the rest of the week. She also promised that once he left Paris, she would stay in contact. She wasn't going to leave her brother again. She then went up to Jon and kissed his cheek before saying goodbye. She then turned around and went home. If she had stayed a second longer, she would have seen Jon blush and then touch the cheek that she kissed with his fingertips, a goofy smile adorning his lips. Although Damian wanted to keep Jon away from his sister, he supposed Jon was better than the mangy cat or the spineless model.

For the rest of the week, the three met up every day and did different activities. One day they went to the Lourve, another an arcade, the day after that a carnival, and so on. On their last day, they went to the park and then went for Andre's ice cream. When they arrived, Andre greeted Marinette, "Bonjour Marinette! Would you like a sweetheart ice cream."

"Oui Andre. This is my brother Damian, and his friend Jon." She then turned to the boys, "Andre is the sweetheart's ice cream maker. He essentially gives you icecream based on the characteristics of your soul mate. Damian, how about you go first."

Damian stepped in front of the cart, "Ah, Damian, one scoop of violet and honey for her eyes, coconut ash for her hair, and cherry for her mysterious and complicated past. Here you are." (There is actually such a thing as black ice cream. It's made with coconut ash that people sometimes flavor with burnt honey vanilla.)

Damian took the ice cream and looked at it. He then realized that it looked like Raven, his crush. He blushed. "Ah, I see the love fair and true. I suppose you know who is right for you?" Damian nodded and started eating his ice cream, a small smile gracing his lips. He then paid attention to his sister and his best friend. They were now getting their ice cream.

Andre looked at the two and said, "Ah, but here's the truth, the two of you are the right match. You complete each other just like one, so come, let Andre supply you with love." Marinette and Jon were both surprised by the turn of events. But they both just blushed and agreed. Andre then said, "Blueberry for both your eyes, strawberry for her lips, cherry for his secret, and cotton candy for your personalities. Enjoy!"

Jon and Marinette waved goodbye and then ate their ice cream. They were still surprised about the turn of events. Neither knew what to say to the other until picked up some courage and asked, "Would you like to be my girlfriend?"

Marinette was surprised but agreed. They shared a chaste kiss. They then heard Damian gagging in the background. They broke apart, and Jon raised an eyebrow, "You're one to talk. I saw your ice cream. It really represented, mmph." Damian covered Jon's mouth before he could blurt out the name of his sweetheart.

"Kent looks like it's time to go! By the way, if you hurt my sister, I won't hesitate to kill you." He then dragged Jon off, leaving Marinette to chuckle to herself. The next day, she said goodbye to Damian and Jon. She gave them both a quick hug along with an extra kiss for Jon. She was so happy that she had found her brother again.

(Time Skip of three years)

It has been three years since Marinette bumped into Damian and Jon in Paris. The two visited whenever they could, the same with Marinette. But they never told their families. Marinette didn't tell her family because they didn't know she was Ladybug. Damian didn't tell because he wanted his sister to himself. Jon didn't tell because the other two didn't. Jon's and Marinette's relationship was still going strong. They loved each other very much. Jon loved how playful and happy Marinette could be, but she wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone. She was his little devil. Marinette loved Jon because of how pure and sunshiny he was. She loved how he cared for her and was always there for her no matter what. Damian actually started a relationship with Rachel Roth otherwise known as Raven as Andre's ice cream had indicated all those years ago.

During the three years, many things had changed, though. A girl named Lila came and turned everyone against her except Chloe. Marinette pretended that she was sad, but really she was ecstatic that she didn't have to hang out with morons anymore. She found Lila quite pathetic. Lila let others do her dirty work for her. She hid behind lies and morons. Marinette never found her as a threat.

She also defeated Hawkmoth a year ago, but it was because he surrendered. So, she didn't take him to jail, she made him donate thousands of dollars to people who needed therapy from the akumas and do community service. He agreed, so she let him go. She was glad that Gabriel Agreste had learned his lesson.

Yeah, for the most part, everything was going fine, she wasn't stuck with morons, and she had her brother and boyfriend. Until her brother and significant idiot forgot that her bio family didn't know about her.

It was the end of another shitty day for Marinette. She collapsed on her chaise. She looked at the time and realized that it was time for her's and Damian's video calls. She groaned before getting up and getting her phone. She dialed his number before waiting for him to pick up. Once he did, she saw that Jon was with him. They all talked together animatedly. What Damian and Jon forgot to do, was make sure that the Bat-family didn't come back from patrol while they were still on the call. But naturally, the two idiots forgot.

So, two hours later, when the three were still talking, they didn't realize when Jason came into the room. They only did when Jason screamed, "Demon Spawn and Supes Junior are talking to a girl on the phone!" This alerted the rest of the Waynes, so they all ran into Damian's room. When they entered, they were met with quite a sight. A confused Jason was watching a small pixie-like girl screaming at Jon and Damian in what seemed to be Arabic, Urdu, Russian, English, French, Spanish, Romanian, and Greek.

Once she calmed down, although she was still glaring at the two boys, she introduced herself, "Hi, my name is Marinette."

Dick asked her, "What's your last name?"

Marinette replied, "It depends on who your asking. Here in France, I would be Marinette Dupain-Cheng. In the league, I would be Marinette Al-Ghul. But, my real name would most likely be Marinette Wayne."

Jason yelled, "Your married to Demon Spawn!"

Marinette scowled, "No, Tt, are you always this incompetent? I am Damian's older sister by two years. I am also Jon's girlfriend of three years."

Bruce took a deep breath and pinched his nose, "And the reason none of you said anything was because?" He looked directly at Damian when asking the question.

Damian snapped, "I didn't want to share my beloved sister. She is too good for you imbeciles. She is also too good for Kent. But Kent is better than the mangy cat or the ugly model."

Everyone looked at Marinette confused except for Damian and Jon. She quickly shook her head, "Don't ask. If you want to ask me some questions, I'll be there in a minute."

Damian realizing that she was going to use the horse miraculous to transport to Gotham quickly said, "Wait, no, don't!" But she had already ended the call making Damian curse in Arabic.

Seconds later a portal appeared and a girl stepped out. She then spoke, "Kaalki, dismount." A flash appeared around her and they then saw the same girl on the phone now in front of them.

This left Wayne's gaping, while Alfred asked, "Mistress Marinette, would Kaalki I assume, need anything?"

Marinette replied, "Oui, she prefers sugar cubes to recharge. Merci, Alfred."

Then Jon got up and shouted, "My little devil!"

"Sunshine", Marinette exclaimed in joy before kissing him with full force. He kissed her back passionately. She placed her arm on his shoulders while he held her waist and lifted her a little off the ground. After a little bit, there was an awkward cough that reminded them that there were others in the room. They gave each other one more peck, before reluctantly pulling away. Although, Jon's arm was still around her waist. Marinette tried to not focus on the aching in her chest that was telling her to pounce on Jon and smother him in love and kisses while he did the same to her.

Marinette sighed and tried to focus on the situation at hand, "It's nice to meet all of you. My name is Marinette Al-Ghul Wayne, and I am Damian's sister as mentioned."

They all stared at her strangely until Tim asked, "Are you sure you grew up with Damian, or that your mother is Talia Al-Ghul? You seem a lot more different from Demon Spawn."

She smirked at them viciously, "First of all, I am for sure Damian's biological sister. Second of all, I may seem like an angel, but I'm the devil in disguise, hence Jon's nickname for me. Third of all, I'm not as arrogant as Damian because Ra's was always abusing me since I was a girl. So, I am a lot worse than Damian, I just don't show it."

No one knew what to do with this information. Sure Damian already knew about the beatings, but no one else did. They stared at her in worry, but she just waved them off, "Don't worry about me. Ra's is dead, I'm living with my godparents, and I'm happy."

Damian then rose an eyebrow, "What about your moronic classmates?"

"Oh, I didn't tell you. This pathetic girl who threatened to take my friends away, made it so that no one talks to me anymore. So, yay! Oooh, also I should probably explain my life to you?" She then went on to talk about everything, how her life was at the league, what happened when Slade attacked, her life in Paris and when she became Lady Spots, how she met Damian and Jon, what happened after that.

By the end of her story, everyone looked like they wanted to kill her classmates and Chat Noir. Well, almost everyone. Bruce was on the ground muttering to himself, "Why, why, why? I just wanted one of my kids to not be a superhero. Is that too much to ask for?"

While Bruce had his breakdown, Tim asked her, "Did you defeat Hawkmoth?"

"Yeah, I did. He surrendered, so I let him off with some requirements in place. I actually was thinking of doing something to expose Lila. As much as I hate the morons, their future will be horrible if they keep on listening to that pathetic bitch."

Damian looked at her curiously, "What were you thinking?

"You are going to invite my class to the Wayne Gala. There we are going to introduce the whole family, including me. Damian, you are going to bring Raven. I'll bring Jon obviously. If we disprove that she knows the Waynes, the rest of her lies will come crashing down." Everyone smiled obviously pleased with the idea.

So they spent the next month getting the gala together. They organized a contest that Bustier's class won. During the month, the Waynes got to know Marinette. While Damian did have a problem with sharing her, everyone still go to know her. They were officially scared of her after she won after sparing against everyone and then cussing at Damian in many languages. It made Jon fall more in love with her though.

Another problem was that the Waynes would walk into Jon's and Marinette's make-out sessions all the time. Once, Jon, had Marinette pushed up against a wall and he was kissing her passionately. Marinette had her hands in his hair, one of them playing with the ends of his hair. She had taken off his shirt and was kissing down his neck. Jon had groaned and had stopped her so he could kiss her neck as well making her moan in want. He was whispering about what he wanted to do with her at the same time. Through dazed eyes, Marinette looked up and finally saw her family looking at her, both Damian and Bruce had their jaws clenched. When Jon noticed them, he quickly let go of her. Dick, Jason, and Tim started laughing, cooing, and teasing them, making Marinette hide her head in his chest. This made Damian launch himself at Jon, but before he could, Marinette had already disarmed him. She screamed, "Don't hurt my boyfriend, Damian." He just huffed, but let it go. From then on, they made sure to lock the door.

It was finally the day of the gala. Marinette saw all of her classmates. They mostly looked nice, but Lila was wearing an incredibly revealing dress.

It was then time for the reveal. Bruce went up to the stage and announced, "Good evening, everybody. I am pleased that you could all attend. Today, I would like to introduce all of my children along with their significant other. To start, my oldest son Richard Grayson, also known as Dick Grayson along with his wife Kori Grayson."

(Bruce's suit)

(Dick's Suit)

(Kori's Dress)

"My son Jason Todd."

(Jason's suit)

"My son Tim Drake."

(Tim's suit)

"My son Damian Wayne with his girlfriend Rachel Roth."

(Damien's suit)

(Rachel's dress)

"Finally, my new found daughter, also Damian's biological older sister Marinette Wayne. With her date Jon Kent."

(Marinette's dress)

(Jon's suit)

When her classmates saw Marinette they started screaming insults. She just raised an eyebrow at them, "Is there a problem?"

Alya yelled, "Yeah there is. You're not a Wayne, you never told me that you were."

Marinette replied, "We were never best friends so I was under no obligation to tell you anything. I am a Wayne. I just lived with my godparents in Paris until my dad found out about me. I am dating my handsome boyfriend, Jonathan Kent. I have given you so much proof. How about you question Lila. She claimed that she was dating Damian. Damian is two years younger than her and he is dating Rachel. She isn't close to the Waynes, I am. So, stop questioning me and question her."

Everyone looked at Lila, but she was incredibly pale. That showed everyone that she was lying. They started yelling at her. Bruce then spoke up, "Security, escort this class out of the gala." As security did so, no one stopped yelling at Lila.

Marinette and Jon then turned to the reporters and Marinette said, "Five questions go."

She pointed to one reporter, "Where do you live?"

"Paris like I mentioned earlier."

She pointed to another, "How old are you?"

"I am 17-years-old, almost 18."

She pointed to a third one, "Were you surprised about being a Wayne?"

"No, I knew that I was a Wayne my whole life. But I was sent to my godparents instead of my dad like Damian. But I still knew." She pointed to her family, "They were surprised about my existence."

She pointed to a fourth reporter, "How do you like being a Wayne?"

"I really enjoy it. They are so nice to me. I really cherish them and we all have a lot of fun together. "

She pointed to a final reporter, "Do you like being Jonathan Kent's girlfriend and how did you meet?"

"We met when I bumped into him and my brother in Paris. We spent the week together. We got this thing called sweethearts ice cream. The ice cream tells you who your soulmate is. The guy who runs it Andre said that we were meant to be together. Jon asked me to be his girlfriend after. We have been a couple for three years. I love Jon a lot. He's really sweet and considerate. I wouldn't trade him for the world." Everyone awed.

Jon then picked her up bridal style, "Now that this is over, we'll be going home to have some fun." He winked at everyone.

Marinette blushed at the implications, "JON!" But, Jon silenced her with a passionate kiss, carrying her off the stage.

As Marinette kissed him back, she felt so happy. She had a loving family and boyfriend. They accepted her and cherished her.

She didn't know that the league was going to be attacked, but it helped her grow as a person and escape abuse. She didn't know that she would get a boyfriend. She didn't know she would ever meet her little brother ever again or meet her family. She didn't know what the future had in store for her. But she did know that she was going to spend it with her boyfriend and her family, and nothing was going to stop her.

(Sorry for the pictures smack in the middle of everything!)

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mikimagines · 4 years ago

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ultimate explorer s/o ends up in another country

Hahahah s/o missing go brrr

Hajime Hinata

W o r r y

You haven't answered his calls and he's starting to get nervous.

What if you have been kidnapped?

What if you been-

He shouldn't worry.

You are just fine you are just doing just fine right??

then soon you finally call

holy shit he is so relieved that you are alive

but..

"hahah I have a funny story hajime."

"Huh?"

Turns out to fell asleep while on a boat.

And ended up in America.

a m e r i c a

you said that you can try to get a flight back to japan.

And when you finally got home he scolded you like the tsundere he is while crying since he was so worried

Don't worry! Cuddles at the end <33

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

Another worried baby

but Boss baby edition

you haven't come home yet and it's getting late.

He was about to send peko to go around town with him to look for you

But..

You called him in nervous fear since you KNOW he's about to literally yell at you in worry.

As he answers he asks you where you were because peko was going to get you.

"Hahah funny story,"

"What the fuck do you mean a funny story??"

"Well, I was on a boat looking around then it kinda closed and I was sent to uhm."

"Huh??"

"how do I say this, uhm.. Canada."

*silence*

Soon enough you were on your way back to home.

Soon as you go back home

...

Fuyuhiko was about scold you but he just couldn't.

poor baby was crying

He thought he was about to lose you

cuddles!!

(This might be off-character oops.)

Rantaro Amani

Nonononononononoonno

not again please

He already lost his sisters

now YOUR missing

your pov:

well.. this is unexpected.

you were just looking around a boat for some place then all of the sudden the door closed

and you were in the middle of the ocean.

What should you do?? Well I'll answer it

You fell asleep.

When you woke up and the door was open.

So you walk out and find out you are in Brazil.

you wanted to go to Brazil since you were a child so you were pretty happy.

anyways you have to find a way out or at least a boat or plane back to japan.

Then somehow you found one of rantaros's sisters.

Then another one.

and another one.

that was all you could find. (Hopefully during one of your adventures you can find them all with rantaro)

anyways you were happy since you found some of his sisters.

Anyways you figure out away home

Then you were greeted with a hugging rantaro as well as an crying rantaro??

wait rantaro is crying??

that's so rare congrats s/o 😼

( this sounds so off character I'm done)

Kokichi Oma

*sigh* this little shit.

when you called him he fake cries:

"Waaaaaaahhhhh s/o chan;kun left meeee she;he;they doesn't love me anymore waaaaaaaaaaaa"

honestly sometimes your friends wonder how the hell you can be so calm so with this little shit.

You sighed and said

"Oma I'm just going to say this quickly"

"I'm stuck in America lol"

Ouma thought you were lieing

turns out you were not.

you send a picture of you near the Statue of Liberty.

ok what

"Ok lmao"

Jk he's worried like the others.

he knows you can just come back.

so when you do you have to give him the

"Forgiveness Panta" which means you have to waste your time getting a store full of Panta and he will forgive you pretty quick lolz.

Chiaki Nanami

She was asleep while you were gone

So basically you tried to call her.

And she won't answer..

shes probably asleep again.

so you go find some games while being stuck in America and well

When you got home she was still asleep??

I guess you didn't have to worry about her..

she liked the game though! You guys played it together while you talk about the adventures you had in America.

this was just a little idea I had! Hope you liked it. I do think I found this somewhere but I don’t know :(

#danganronpa imagine #danganronpa headcanons #chiaki nanami x reader #hajime hinata x reader #fuyuhiko x reader #kokichi x reader #rantaro x reader #danganronpa imagines #danganronpa x reader

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blessedboo · 3 years ago

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Hi!! Wanted to pop in and say how much I love your writing 🤗 I absolutely LOVE your Amani story (I’ve totally reread it!)— it’s just so soft and beautifully written, it reads like I’m in a dream? Like the vibes are absolutely set and I want to be there so badly!!! Angel is so in character too I LOVE him. (I don’t remember the exact words sadly) but when she teases him about how he isn’t soft with EZ in the morning and he teases back how it’s only with her?? 🥺😩😩🥺 I was like I WANTTTTTT! I think you also wrote the one about Angel and the photo booth?? I read that a while ago (and so sorry if this is not you) but it was SO cute and made me yearrrnnnnnn I absolutely loved it!!

I always always love seeing you reblog posts and tag it with Amani or Amani x Angel (hope this doesn’t sound weird or anything) !! I love getting to see extra parts of Amani through it and I feel like I really know her now. Like every time you reblog and tag it I’m like YES that’s so her!! It’s like a little extra part of the fic when I’m just scrolling, it’s so fun 🥰 I also looveeeee when you do that with Angel energy, you always always get him so on point I’m always laughing/daydreaming!!! Always brings such a smile to my face. It’s like extra of the show!! Love following you so much 💛 I hope you have a lovely day!!

oh. my. goodness. 🥺💞

this ask fills my heart w/ so many overwhelmingly good feels, i had to re-read it & process it & sit on it & run away from it a bunch of times until i was ready to answer it lmao. pls, a whole “des, try not to dash off & avoid compliments challenge.”

but THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH. you don’t know how much i appreciate this, especially since i am quite insecure about my writing, a little too hard on myself at times, and feedback like this just washes all of those bad vibes away and makes me feel SO happy. i’m so glad you like my writing, and how i write the characters, my love! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)♡

ugh YES. listen, i’m a sucker for a good “the grump is only soft for their lover” trope. i love that you enjoyed that! and the fact that you pick up on my tags is not weird AT ALL. quite the opposite 😭 honestly, it leaves me flustered bc i feel so seen & appreciated. like, aw my, you pick up on all the lil nuances, and potential ideas i’m creating for my oc? for future fics & storylines? and you understand the characters more? and it makes you smile & laugh? I LOVE THAT SHIT. my reblogs are definitely extensions of what i feel to be true to amani, and angel (or at least the one i have in my head). babe, you might just be me because i’m the same! daydreaming is second nature to me, and anything that reminds me of my favs, and acts as extras of the show is like food for the soul. and the tags are for y’all as much as they are for me, so please feel free to indulge in them w/ me lmao. it’s a bond we’re forming!

oh, my darling, i love having YOU as a follower & i hope you are doing fabulously, you angel. thank you for reading and supporting bb <3

p.s. i’m still trying to comprehend how?? nice?? this?? is?? it means so much to me. i’m keeping it locked away in a very special place in my heart tyvm :,)

#ask #reply #cuteness #blessedbanter #feedback #fic feedback #my heart my heart my heart #whoever you are ilysm #we’re besties now #+ the comments about my characterization (in tags & fics) ARE SO RELIEVING #THANK YOU FOR SAYING THAT BC I NEVER KNOW IF MY ANGEL IS ON POINT but i just roll w/ it bc i love the HC Angel this fandom has crafted #but if it’s on point it’s on point #+ my “angel energy’’ tag is one of my favorites … for various reasons … ;)#very fun things to reblog #ohhhhhh the scenarios that fill my mind #IM SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO REPLY BTW

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iwhumpyou · 4 years ago

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Honor (Part 4)

Masterlist. Honor.

Part 3.

~#~#~#~#~#~

Rihan stared at the stack of communications on his tablet – a stack that had somehow doubled in size during the fifteen minutes he’d been out.

“Remind me again why I came back?” he asked, opening the topmost report under the faint hope that someone had organized it in decreasing order of importance.

“You’re the Dev’rai,” Amani said – her tone was amused, but she wasn’t smiling.

“What is it now.”

“The transports are delayed,” Amani said, wincing lightly. “Dust storm. The ships will only arrive after dark.”

“Great. Even more time sitting here out in the open. We at least have contact with the capital?” Rihan asked, opening the next report.

“Yes,” Amani said, drawing the word out. He gave her an unimpressed look. “There are whispers that Clan Maha doesn’t believe that Akir Maha is dead. Rak’sa has pretty much gone to ground. The As’ra are not pleased –”

“The As’ra were never going to be happy that I’m Dev’rai,” Rihan pointed out.

“Well, yes, but now you actually have the flame and the grumblings aren’t hypothetical anymore. Honestly, at this point I’m just hoping that the tensions in the capitol remain at a simmer long enough for you to get back and take the throne.”

“And still no word on what Rak’sa was doing out here?”

“They’re not talking, and all the prisoners know is that they were mining for metal.”

“Wonderful,” Rihan sighed, flicking through his communications. If he’d known being Dev’rai would involve this much paperwork –

“Dev’rai!” someone rushed into the office, blood trickling from their nose, and it took a moment for Rihan to place their face – Siraj, one of the medics – who was followed by two others, equally impatient.

“What happened now?” Rihan sighed.

“The – the Esva, Dev’rai. She ran.”

“Are you telling that the rogue esver master – the one that took down nearly half of the Rak’sa leadership, the one that was wielding my sword, the one that I ordered to keep under heavy guard – escaped?”

Siraj shifted in place uneasily, ignoring the blood trickling down his face.

“Shall I assume that your current appearance is courtesy of her?” Rihan asked sharply.

Siraj startled, pressed a hand to his face, and winced. “She broke two of Kala’s ribs, and tossed us aside like rag dolls. We couldn’t stop her.”

Rihan took deep breaths and fought the urge to strangle something.

“Do you know if she left the camp?”

“She – we lost sight of her, Dev’rai.”

“Does anyone have any good news, or shall I take my sword and save our enemies some trouble by lighting this place on fire myself?”

One of his warriors slid into the room with a half-panicked expression.

Rihan pinched the bridge of his nose. “Is this about the missing Esva, or is it yet another problem?”

“There’s something approaching camp, Dev’rai,” they said, worried, “And it’s approaching fast.”

The alarm was raised quickly and Rihan easily abandoned the paperwork in favor of action. There was a dust cloud racing closer from the east and, judging by the thunderous vibrations, it was something big.

It was several somethings big.

“Kuthne,” Amani snarled as they moved into a defensive position. Six of them – thankfully not a full herd – but clearly enraged, barreling straight towards camp.

Another tick in the suspicious series of misfortunes that had befallen their campaign across the Disputed Lands.

Rihan put a pin in the thought for now, six out-of-control beasts would need all his focus – and he shifted into the fight, waiting until the first beast was almost upon him to duck under the horns and go straight for the heart.

Kuthne were massive and dangerous, but they were herd animals, not hunters, and the skirmish ended with a couple of minor wounds but no serious damage.

“That went surprisingly well,” Amani said, wiping the blood off her face. “A distraction? A warning? Are we going to get the whole herd next?”

“That went suspiciously well,” Rihan said, frowning as he remembered the beasts slowing and tripping over what should’ve been flat ground.

He turned on a hunch and found the nearest rooftop with a clear vantage point – Esva liked the high ground, and they usually needed a line of sight to work their magic.

Sure enough, a figure stumbled back and out of view as he squinted at the building.

“Rihan?”

“Found one problem,” Rihan said, glancing back at the empty brush land stretching out for leagues around them. “I’ll deal with the Esva if you hurry up our transport.”

“There’s a dust storm, Rihan, I can’t work miracles,” Amani scowled.

“You turned a grieving, violent mercenary into a ruler,” Rihan raised an eyebrow, “You sure about that?”

“I would’ve left you in that bar if I’d known I’d be doing all your work,” Amani crossed her arms, unimpressed.

“You knew you’d be doing all the work before you even decided to seek me out,” Rihan laughed, before he shot another uneasy look at the flat ground. “This place is giving me the creeps. The sooner we get out, the better.”

“The sooner we get home, the better,” Amani reminded him as he jogged away to the building.

Home. It’d been years since he was last in Yamari, years since he left Devare vowing to never return. And here he was, on the border, coming back with an army and the flame to take the crown he’d once abandoned.

Dealing with the Esva was easier than dealing with his conflicted feelings.

He took a running jump to grasp a window ledge and pull himself up close enough to grab the edge of the roof and scramble up. The Esva was still there – she was wedged underneath a solar panel, curled up with hands pressed to ears and eyes scrunched up.

An esver headache, presumably. The girl had been clearly exhausted when she’d accepted his challenge yesterday, and she just did everything short of stopping six kuthne in their tracks at distance.

Rihan was careful to keep his steps loud as he rounded the corner of the solar panel. He considered his options for a moment before kneeling next to the panel, leaving enough space so the girl didn’t feel boxed in.

“Thanks for the assist,” he said.

The girl didn’t move or acknowledge his presence in any way. She was tense though, her posture defensive but clearly ready for attack.

“You attacked my medics,” he said, unable to entirely get the censure out of his tone.

The girl stirred at that. “Sorry,” she croaked, dark eyes squinting against the noon brightness. “I didn’t mean to. I just…reacted.”

“Woke up somewhere unsafe, I get it,” Rihan hummed. They didn’t have any esver suppression cuffs – they hadn’t been expecting to run into any Esva in the Disputed Lands – and, looking back, they were lucky that a few broken ribs, broken noses, and sore egos was all that she left behind in her escape.

The girl cracked her eyes open a little further at that, her gaze quickly turning suspicious. One of her hands drifted to curl around the bandage at her throat.

“What happened?” she asked.

“After you collapsed?” Rihan asked. “Got that collar off of you – nasty piece of work, had to practically saw the thing off. Hunted down the Rak’sa that fled – surprisingly, they weren’t happy when I showed up. Now, we’re planning to head back to Yamari, just waiting on our ships.”

Amani had already asked what he planned to do with the Esva. Several others had also expressed the sentiment, if less directly. The Devare were very much not fond of the Esva, and she’d been wielding his sword when they arrived.

But she had apparently challenged Akir Maha and won. One of the biggest thorns in Rihan’s side was gone and Rak’sa was clearly in turmoil. She knew Devarian customs, she wielded the flame-sword well, and – by accident or on purpose – she had freed some of his people. The debt had to be paid.

“Rihan Datt, by the way,” he extended his hand in introduction.

She gave him a flat look.

“Taz,” she said finally, “Tasnia Esvaki.” A foundling. It worked well with his plans – loyalties split three ways would’ve been difficult.

She took his hand and let him pull her out from underneath the solar panel. She was unsteady on her feet and Rihan shifted to make it easier to catch her if she decided to crumple.

He could still remember her screaming, his elation and pride souring quickly into shock as he saw her writhing on the ground and clawing at her throat. The freed prisoners had painted an unsettling picture of their captivity – Rihan hadn’t really wanted to imagine how Rak’sa would treat a captive Esva and was disgruntled he hadn’t had a choice in it.

“And what now, Dev’rai?” she rasped as she straightened. She looked exhausted, eyeing him with weary resignation.

“What do you mean?”

“What will you do with me?” she clarified, “I don’t suppose you’ll let me leave.” There wasn’t much hope in her voice.

“What kind of king would I be if I let my subjects wander into the Disputed Lands, alone and injured?”

Taz frowned, “I’m not your subject. You’re not my king.”

Rihan kept his expression blank, but clearly not blank enough because Taz backed up a step, torn between an unamused smile and confused suspicion. “I’m not Devarian.”

“You are if the Dev’rai says you are.”

“You – you can’t just – I’m an esver master, I can’t be Devarian!”

“That’s not actually a rule,” Rihan said mildly, “More of a general practice.”

“You can’t go around declaring people to be Devarians!”

“Only a Devarian can call for an honor duel,” Rihan said, watching the Esva as she took another stumbling step back, shaking her head. “Only a Devarian can wield the flame.”

“No,” Taz said empathetically.

“You called yourself Devarian when you challenged Akir Maha,” Rihan said carefully, because half his advisors had torn their hair out when confronted with the twisting series of challenges, “Maha named you Devarian when he accepted your challenge. Everyone who challenged you acknowledged you were Devarian, that you had a rightful claim to the flame.”

“No, that wasn’t what I was – I didn’t –”

“I won the flame from you. I’m the Dev’rai because I won the flame from you. If you aren’t Devarian, then I’m not the Dev’rai.” Rihan watched Taz pale with dawning horror.

“You can’t be serious.”

“Unfortunately for both you and me, I am.”

Taz buried her face in her hands and her words are muffled, “This can’t be happening to me.”

“Oh, and you’re also head of Clan Maha,” Rihan said sympathetically. If she was going to faint, at least he’d get all the important points out of the way.

“What?!”

“Someone will probably challenge you for that when we get back to the capitol,” Rihan said reassuringly, “So I wouldn’t worry too much about it.”

“How am I head of Clan Maha?”

“You killed the head and their heir,” Rihan said. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t a little amused by the situation. Taz was taking high, fluttering breaths – he’d never seen an Esva so discomposed before. It figured that all you had to do was give them a little responsibility.

“That doesn’t – I didn’t mean –” Taz made an inarticulate sound of frustration and raised her head to glare at him. “Anything else?”

Rihan, who was still a little sore than Amani had dragged him back to the country he left in bitterness and misery, smiled. Taz paled.

“You might actually be the leader of Rak’sa now, considering you defeated a solid fifth of their leadership.”

Taz swayed. Actually unbalanced and Rihan had to grab her uninjured arm to make sure she didn’t crumple onto stone. Her breathing was too fast and too high and she gripped his arm like she was trying to ground herself.

Okay, maybe he felt a little bad about dumping everything on her at once.

“I’m Esva,” Taz said, weak and light, “You hate the Esva. You can’t possibly want to call me one of your people.”

Rihan smiled, but the sharpness in his gaze was in all seriousness. “The Esva steal our children. Perhaps it’s time that we did some stealing of our own.”

~#~

TBC.

#whumpfic #honor #exhaustion #headaches #emotional whump

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antiquecompass · 5 years ago

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Untamed Winter Fest Day 28: Together

Sibling Saturdays had changed over the years with all the moves, and then all the children, all the school and sports activities, and traveling for Jin Ling’s national competitions. And then college and post-grad and even more kids. The Saturday after Thanksgiving had turned into the one Sibling Saturday they could all count on, even if it had expanded far beyond just Wei Ying, Jiang Yanli, and Jiang Cheng.

Wei Wuxian smiled as he looked around the movie room now, happy to hear their massive house, now often so empty, full of family. Four generations of it in fact; Madame Yu had come for a rare visit to see her great-granddaughters. There had been a shopping trip earlier to get new party dresses for Christmas Eve, Christmas, and New Year’s Eve. Xiuying, Meihui, Amani, and Malia were currently posing in their own fashion show. Well, Xiuying and Meihui were posing, Amani and Malia were still too little to do it on their own, but that’s where Jingyi came in, proudly showing off his niece and youngest daughter.

“If you start singing ‘I’m Too Sexy’ I will break every single one of your fingers,” Jiang Cheng said.

His brother really did know him too well.

“A fashion show needs music,” he argued. “And transitions. We’ve just seen the Christmas Eve dresses. It’s time for a change.”

“Please keep in mind they are children,” Jiang Cheng said. “Keep it G-rated.”

“So, anything played in an animated film with children as the target audience?” he asked. Just for clarification of course, as his swiped through various playlists.

“Yes,” Jiang Cheng said with that tone and that head tilt that meant he was suspicious, but he didn’t know why he felt that way.

He always had damn good instincts. If only he’d learned to believe in them.

Wei Wuxian grinned at his brother. “I can work within these limitations.” He kept that smile on his face as he picked the next song.

Really, Jiang Cheng only had himself to blame as Smashmouth’s ‘Allstar’ started blaring through the house.

He was surprised his brother could still chase after him that quickly, even clearing some of the lower the hedges like he was still competing in track.

“Don’t blame me when you throw your back out,” he yelled to him, ducking into the greenhouse.

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Yanli stood in the kitchen with her brother-in-laws, laughing as her brothers chased each other into and out of the house and around the property. The fashion show had ended, but the music was still playing, the house currently filled with Disney’s ‘Hercules’ soundtrack.

“Such fine examples they set for the younger generation,” her husband said. “They don’t even have coats on.”

“At least they stopped to put shoes on this time,” Xichen said. “And hopefully no one will step on any garden tools again.”

“Or cover the front hall in mud,” Zhan agreed.

“Honestly, the infants are more mature than those two,” her husband said.

“Yes,” Yanli agreed, unable to deny the truth that was actually running in front of them. “But they do make life interesting.”

Full of laughter and love, even as they tried to destroy each other. They’d always been like that, far too alike in so many ways, and different in others. Bickering constantly since that very first day, but gods help anyone who tried to threaten one of them. Her brothers protected each other, protected her, their entire family, but each other most of all.

The Twin Heroes of the Jiangs.

It felt like just yesterday they were running through the hall of their home on Beacon Hill, fighting each other with wrapping paper tubes or toy light-sabers. The pillow-fight that caused feathers to rain down from three stories above the entrance hall. That first summer at Cloud Recesses, having to leave them behind as they clung to each other and cried for her. The panicked call from Wei Ying after that first asshole boyfriend of Jiang Cheng’s. Cheng’s first panicked call when he found Wei Ying passed out drunk on the bathroom floor of their apartment, cloud and unresponsive. The first time Wei Ying confessed he was in love with his Lan Zhan. The first time Jiang Cheng confessed his crush on Lan Xichen. How she had to stop them, laughing, tears in her eyes, when her first engagement broke, trying to keep them both from going over to the Jin’s armed with nothing but baseball bats and hockey sticks, ready to break bones for each and every one of her tears.

Yanli knew when they were all old and grey, with their own great-great grandchildren and nephews, those two would still be goading each other on. Probably still placing slap bets and trying to race each other with their walkers or canes or in their wheelchairs.

“Should we stop them?” Sizhui asked.

She wrapped an arm around her nephew and shook her head. “No, let them have this for a little bit longer.”

#long post #untamed winter fest #day 28 #verse: lahl #fandom: the untamed #my ridic writing

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hoseokutie · 6 years ago

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Best Friends Baby 3 (M)

Warnings: Explicit language, Mentions of alcohol, Body Shots, Girl x Girl, Dirty Talk, Choking, Hair pulling, Rough sex, Drunk sex. Unprotected sex, Oral (male and female receiving), Spanking, Biting, Sex leading to pregnancy.

Word count: 5.8K

Previous Chapters: Part 1 Part 2

Authors Note: This is the dirtiest shit I’ve ever written.

“Namjoon stop moving around so damn much! You’re gonna mess up the whiskers.” You scolded Namjoon for the fifth time in ten minutes.

“I can’t help it! The paint is cold and it tickles. Your nose would twitch too.” He replied, sticking his tongue out at you.

You rolled your eyes and moved back admiring the work that you just did on him.

Tonight was the Halloween party that you and the guys have been having since sophomore year, you guys dress up in different costumes, eat a bunch of snacks, order some takeout, and watch scary movies.

This year is going to be completely different now, this time there’s going to be more people, and better costumes.

“I should become a damn makeup artist at this point. You look amazing!” You complimented yourself and stuck your tongue out doing a little dance.

“You are so over dramatic and it kills me.” He said while watching you dance around the bathroom to whatever music was playing in your head.

“Stop dancing around and go finish your outfit!” He exclaimed, standing up and stretching out his limbs.

“I am dressed, I’m a panther. Namjoon we’re matching for goodness sake!” You shook your head and gently pushed him.

“In what way is a damn jaguar matching with a panther? Please tell me, because I seem to have missed the memo back in zoology.” He turned to look at you with his arms crossed.

You slowly shook your head and sighed patting his shoulder sympathetically.

“Namjoon you are so damn cute and I don’t even think you realize it. Now go, because I have to pee and actually do need to finish my outfit. Imma be scandalous and wear fishnets.” You smirked and began to push him out of the bathroom.

“Awe come on, we’re best friends. We show one another everything!” He smiled brightly at you, you closed the door in his face anyway and continued to get dressed.

You took out the last twist in your hair, and grabbed your pick and began to fluff out your hair to make it look bigger. You teased your hair so that you had bangs, then you put on your cat ears and your outfit was complete.

“Y/N! Get your ass out here! There’s people downstairs. You’re so slowww. Bring your ass out here!” Namjoon said and you rolled your eyes.

You opened the door and stared at him while leaning on the threshold also crossing your arms.

“Yell at me like that again and we’re going to have some issues, okay?” You poked his nose and smiled when he looked your body up and down.

“Nah, you gotta change. People are going to flirt with you and then I’ll have to fight someone and end up going to jail.” He pulled you into a hug as if he was shielding you and you laughed.

“Joonie stop! You’re going to fuck up my makeup and then I’m really gonna fight you!” You exclaimed.

“And so what if someone flirts with me, it’s not like I’m gonna get pregnant or something. It's just flirting” You laughed at the thought and shook your head.

“Now stop being paranoid and let’s go party!” You grabbed his hand and walked downstairs to see your friends, all in costumes, chatting and eating.

“You all look amazing!” You announced and everyone cheered when you and Namjoon finally walked downstairs.

“You look sexy!” Jimin said pulling you into a hug.

“Thank you Chim, you look really good as a police officer. ” You pulled away and admired his outfit.

“Okay you two either address the sexual tension in the room or don’t. Y/N you need to eat so we can hurry up and play games.” Hoseok said leading you into the kitchen, handing you a plate.

“Stop being weird! There’s no sexual tension between Jimin and I. It was just a hug!” You gently hit Hoseok’s arm and grabbed some chicken wings from the platter.

“Yeah, a simple hug. Sure. You can be super oblivious and sometimes it’s cute, but other times it gets on my nerves.” He wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you close.

“You smell good.” You mumbled while eating another piece of chicken.

“Thanks, it’s Namjoon’s cologne. He let me borrow it for the night. He said I should feel thankful.” Hoseok said, and you chuckled.

“That’s why I like it so much.” You chuckled thinking about Namjoon and sighed going into the fridge to grab a beer.

“That sigh did not sound very happy, is something bothering you, come on tell Hobi!” He said enthusiastically and you nearly choked on your beer and started laughing.

“As generous as that is, I’m going to decline your offer, get drunk with my friends and play some games. Who’s ready to party?!” You shouted and all your friends cheered loudly.

One hour, two shots, and three beers later, you were dancing on your friend while Controlla played in the background. You grind on your best friend, Amani, and she held your hips while cheering you on and hyping you up.

You stood up when the song was over and started laughing and covering your face with your hands, when you drink alcohol you have a tendency to get a little bold.

“We need to get you drunk more often.” Amani said.

You shook your head and grabbed another beer, popping it open and drinking it back.

“No, because if that happened then I would become an alcoholic and nothing in my life would get done, so let’s not do that.” You replied and started moving your hips when another song came on.

“You are really feeling it today aren’t you sweetie?” She asked recording you with her phone.

“Sis I don’t have to go back to work until Wednesday, so I’m gonna live it up until I can!” You took another shot given to you by Jungkook and took it back no problem.

“Whoa there, you may want to slow down before you hurt yourself.” Namjoon said when he walked over to you with a red cup in his hand.

“I am perfectly fine, thank you very much. I’m just having fun! Also what the fuck happened to your makeup? It’s all smudged!” You asked looking at his nose smudged makeup.

“Oh shit, for real? I didn’t even realize. The boys and I were playing seven minutes in heaven and I-” You cut him off and raised an eyebrow.

“Together, like just the seven of you?” You asked smirking, enjoying the image.

“Well Yoongi and Hoseok yes, but no, I was in the closet with Naomi.” He said and you rolled your eyes at the mention of her name.

“Oh word, she’s cute I guess.” You mumbled sipping your beer again.

He laughed loudly and looked down at you poking your cheek repeatedly like he always does when you’re mad at him.

“Why are you mad at me? Your tone of voice changed. What did Joonie do wrong? Hm? Tell me?” He asked repeatedly.

“You didn’t do anything, you’re just having fun.” You smiled at him and walked into the kitchen to grab one of the Limeritas that Jimin brought.

“Bullshit, I’ve known you for years. Talk to meee!” He started tickling you, and you screamed hitting his hands while laughing.

“Fine! I just think it’s a little funny how you came to me crying once you two broke up, and now y’all are mad close. That’s all.” You put your hands up in defense and opened your can of alcohol.

“Best friend are you jealous?” He asked moving closer to you.

You looked up at him with a raised eyebrow and sipped your drink shaking your head slowly.

“Not jealous, I just don’t want you to get your feelings hurt again. I care about you and I hate seeing you cry.” You told him and rubbed his arm.

“Awe you love me? You’re so sweet!” He pulled you into a hug and began to fake cry putting most, if not all, of his body weight onto you.

“Namjoon stop! I love you, but damn you kinda heavy.” You said pushing him away.

“No, you’re just a weakling. You’ll be fine.” He said leaning down some more getting in your face.

You laughed loudly and started pushing his face away not being able to contain your laughter.

“Joonie stop it! You smell like pineapples!” You said while still laughing.

“Sorry, we were drinking piña coladas while playing seven minutes in heaven so there you go.” He pulled you into a tight hug and started to squeeze you tightly in his arms.

“You are going to be the literal death of me and I don’t even think you realize it.” You mumbled into his chest while taking in the smell of his cologne.

“Am I interrupting something?” Jimin asked walking into the kitchen with more alcohol.

“No you saved me honestly, Namjoon was trying to strangle me. Ooo is this more alcohol?” You asked picking up another Limearita and opening up a can.

“I was not, I was loving you.” He said.

“You guys are weird, Y/N come play games with us!” Jimin said pulling you into the game area, holding your hand in his.

“Yes please I want to play more games, what are we playing?” You asked, waving goodbye to Namjoon then sipping your drink.

‘We could play Twister.” He suggested.

“Jimin I’ve had a good amount to eat and drink. Therefore I don’t want throw up on anybody so pick something else.” You said.

“Alright so never have I ever it is.” He let go of your hand and pulled you down into his lap since the circle was starting to get a little cramped.

“I definitely could have just sat next to you, there’s room.” You said running your fingers through his hair.

“That may be true, by why do that when you could just use me as a chair instead? And it saves room for other people. Like Namjoon and Naomi.” He said pointing to the pair sitting across from you and Jimin.

You rolled your eyes and shook your head.

“He’s going to get his feelings hurt again.” You mumbled to yourself and grabbed your drink, ready to start the game.

“Okay, so I’m sure that everybody knows how to play never have I ever and if you don’t then I’m pretty sure you shouldn’t be playing. Alright let’s get it!” Jungkook said grabbing a bottle.

“Why don’t we add a twist to it. We can play spin the bottle, and never have i ever.” Jin said.

“How are we supposed to do that?” You asked, genuinely confused.

“So Jungkook will ask a question, and if you’ve done whatever he asks, we’ll spin the bottle and you have to tell us about it. Let’s just get personal.” He answered your question and you nodded your head.

“It’s a little confusing, but I’m into the idea. Let’s play!” You said getting excited.

“Never have I ever sent nudes to my best friend on purpose?” He asked, and everybody at the circle took a shot of their drink.

“I didn’t realize my friends were so scandalous. Alright now who did you send it to and why?” Jungkook asked spinning the bottle.

You all watched in anticipation as the bottle spun for about fifteen seconds.

“Taehyung! Who was it and why?” Jimin asked taking another sip of his beer.

“You’re going to run out of it before we even get to the other questions.” You said taking it from him.

He shook his head and took the bottle from you playfully biting at you causing you to laugh.

“Not true, I brought more drinks with me for the both of us, because I’m smart. Even if I am just a tad bit drunk.” He said holding up his fingers.

“Let’s see, it was about a month ago, and I sent them to Jimin, because I wanted advice on whether or not I should send them to someone I was talking to at the time.” Tae explained.

Everyone, including you, looked over at Jimin as if you were waiting for his response to what happened. He looked up at the crowd of eyes on him and choked on his drink as he began to laugh really hard.

“Well I wasn’t expecting everyone to look over at me, but it was quite the image is all I’m going to say. Next question.” He said, dismissing the conversation and winking over at Taehyung.

“You guys need to just fuck already.” You said while someone else thought of another question.

Jimin sat up some more and got close to your ear smirking.

“And who’s to say we haven’t already?” He asked in your ear, you felt a shiver go down your spine and bit your lip shaking your head.

“Don’t do that to me Park Jimin.” You said bumping him with your shoulder.

He laughed and finished his beer, opening a bag of chips as well, holding up the bag to you so that you could take whatever you wanted.

“Never have I ever wanted to have sex with my best friend?” Yoongi asked, mostly everyone in the circle drank from their cups.

Yoongi drank from his cup and spun the bottle, it slowly came to a stop and landed on you and Jimin.

You both looked at each other to determine who was going to speak. You both held out your hands and started playing rock, paper, scissors.

“Ha! I win, explain yourself!” Jimin said hitting your ‘scissors’ with his ‘rock’.

You groaned and finished your drink to give you a little confidence boost before you answered the embarrassing question.

“Alright, well if you all must know, one of the people I imagined having sex with is Joon. We were walking around the park one day and you looked pretty good in your shirt so I was feeling some type of way. There.” You said and began to blush ignoring Jimin’s giggles.

“One of the people?” Namjoon asked from across the circle and you nodded your head.

“Well who are the others?” Hoseok butted in and you shook your head.

“Nope that wasn’t a part of the question, try again in another hour.” You said.

“Hey why don’t we do body shots?” Naomi asked, standing up while also holding onto Namjoon.

“I’m down!” Jungkook stood up and everyone else followed after.

Jimin stood up with you in his arms before gently putting you down onto the floor carefully.

“Alright so who’s going to be the lucky lady on the table first?” Jungkook asked, coming back from the kitchen with salt and limes.

“I’ll go first, it was my idea!” Naomi raised her hand and climbed up onto the pool table taking off her shirt and throwing it to the side.

You stared at her body and bit your lip, you’re not sure if it’s the alcohol or the coffee you had earlier but you raised your hand when Jungkook asked who wanted to drink off of her body.

You handed Jimin your drink and he looked at you with a face full of surprise.

“Are you sure?” He asked you nodded.

“Are you okay with this?” You asked her, making sure she was okay with this before you went any further.

“I’d be more than honored.” She said, popping the lime into her mouth, waiting for you to take action.

You walked over to Naomi and smiled at before leaning down and licking a thick strip up her stomach while also maintaining eye contact with her. You stood up and sprinkled the salt onto her abdomen.

Namjoon stared at you with his eyes wide and mouth open, you smiled and took the shot of tequila from his hand, you sighed and drank it quickly, making a face. You walked back over to Naomi, licked the salt off of her stomach and grabbed the lime from her with your teeth, sucking on it.

She took the lime from your mouth and threw it to the side before grabbing your face , pulling it down to hers and attaching your lips together. You moaned lowly into her mouth and lifted her leg onto your hip, squeezing her exposed thigh gently before pulling away from the kiss.

“U-um, okay well. God damn, Y/N, since you just put on a show, you can be on the table now.” Jungkook said while fanning himself.

Everyone that was crowded around the table was either clapping, cheering, or standing around in complete and utter shock.

You nodded your head and lifted yourself onto the pool table before pulling off your shirt and laying back. The spot was warm due to Naomi being there before you. You stared at the ceiling and waited in anticipation to see who was going to be your lucky partner.

“I’ll do it!” Namjoon said quickly before Jungkook could even ask the question.

You felt your face get really warm at the thought of Namjoon performing a body shot on you.

“Is that okay with you?” He asked looking down at you, placing both of his hands by each of your hips.

You nodded your head yes and took the lime from Jungkook, quickly placing it into your mouth.

You nearly gasped when Namjoon placed his hands on your hips to keep your body in place in order to lick your stomach. His hands were soft but also big, but you didn’t mind them being on your skin.

You made a face when you felt the salt being sprinkled onto your body and closed your eyes due to discomfort, only to open them again when he licked his way up your abdomen to retrieve the salt. You both locked eyes with one another and he leaned down closely to you in order to grab the lime wedge from in between your teeth. You let out a small moan when your his lips grazed over yours when he grabbed the lime.

He stood back up and pulled you with him watching you closely and carefully in order to get a reaction from you.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

You bit your lip and nodded your head, jumping off of the table while his hands were still on your hips. Namjoon handed you your shirt and you slipped it back on, but not all the way, you still needed to wipe off the remnants of what just occurred.

“W-will you come to the bathroom with me and help me clean myself up?” You asked shyly, you could feel your body start to heat up, the alcohol was taking control of your body and you didn’t make an effort to stop it.

He kept his eyes close on you and nodded his head, he took your hand into his and lead you to the upstairs bathroom. You looked down and embraced the contact of your hands touching one another.

He turned on the bathroom light once you two made it to your room and stood awkwardly by the door, looking down at his feet.

You cleared your throat and grabbed a washcloth to clean off your stomach.

“Here, let me do it.” He walked over to you and began to wipe off your stomach very slowly and gently.

You watched him the whole time, your eyes started to trail downwards and you watched his fingers tense up when he rubbed your stomach.

“All done.” He mumbled.

You looked up at him and placed your hand in his, moving closer so that now your chest was pressed up against his. Namjoon’s breath hitched and he pulled you closer by your hips. You looked up at him and placed your hand on his cheek, leaning up so that your lips could touch.

His hands that were once at your hips were now holding your cheeks up so that he could deepen the kiss, you slid your tongue over his bottom lip and he opened his mouth more to let your tongue inside.

You closed your eyes at the feeling of warmth that overcame your body every time his lips touched yours.

“T-to the bed, take me to the bedroom please.” You mumbled against his lips.

He looked down at you and nodded his head quickly, picking you up by your thighs and walking to your bedroom.

“Lock the door.” You told him, and he quickly made sure the door was locked.

He began to walk back over to you, and you pulled him over by his arms giggling when he fell on top of you.

“You smell good.” He said leaning down and leaving kisses up your neck and towards your jawline.

You gave him more access to your neck and leaned back some more, closing your eyes and embracing the feeling of how close you two are in this moment.

You let out the first loud moan of the night when his lips attached to your neck and he started leaving hickeys on your skin.

“F-fuck your lips are so damn soft.” You said and he chuckled, leaving another hickey on your neck.

“I want to taste you.” He whispered against your skin and that emitted a whimper from your lips.

“Only if you let me return the favor.” You replied, biting your lip at the thought of having him in your mouth.

“Well aren’t you just giving?” He asked with a smirk on his face.

He sat up and unbuttoned his shirt slowly to get a reaction out of you. You sat up and pulled the rest of the shirt from his arms, he smiled at how eager you were and leaned down to kiss you once again. He pulled away and pushed down onto the bed, he grabbed your shorts and fishnets and slowly pulled them off of your body.

“You are so beautiful and I haven’t even seen all of you yet.” He said and you felt your cheeks get warm.

“Shut up.” You said shyly, shivering when he pulled of your black, lacy underwear.

“I’ll be telling you to shut up soon enough.” He said cockily.

You could feel yourself blushing from embarrassment at this point.

“I’m just teasing you baby, I like teasing you.” He leaned over and kissed you on the lips before moving down.

He opened your legs and kissed your inner thighs, leaving a few hickeys in that area as well.

You bit your lip and placed the palms of your hands flat down onto the bed sheets, not grabbing them just yet.

You let out a loud moan when his thick lips wrapped around your clit, and he began to suck gently.

You moaned in ecstasy and gripped at your bed sheets tightly so that you wouldn’t pull his hair too hard instead. He held your hands and led them to his hair so that you wouldn’t possibly rip your bed sheets.

You bit your lip and threw your head back when he slid a finger inside of you, pushing it back and slowly to see how much you could handle.

“M-more, I need more. Please!” You begged and he smirked at the reacting, sliding in his middle finger next to the first finger.

You had to cover your mouth with one hand in order to quiet your moans so that nobody from downstairs could hear you.

“What’s wrong baby girl?” He asked sitting up, his fingers still moving at a rapid pace, curling occasionally.

You moaned loudly into your hand and started fucking yourself on his fingers.

“You feeling shy? Hm, is that it? You don’t want everyone to know how good I’m making you feel right now? You’re so cute.” He said and you let yourself go on his fingers.

He continued to push them in and out of you, enjoying the sight of you losing yourself, because of two fingers.

You whimpered loudly and sat up slowly holding his wrist gently.

“S-stop, it’s my turn.” You said looking deep into his brown eyes.

He bit his lip and kissed you gently on your center rubbing over your clit causing a whimper to exit your body.

“J-Joon too much.” You whimpered out and he nodded his head, he took off his black glasses and set them to the side.

You admired his body and let your fingertips trail over his skin, while maintaining eye contact with him you unbuckled the belt and pulled down his black jeans. His underwear was he final article to come off of his body that night.

“You like what you see baby?” He asked.

You nodded your head and pushed at his shoulder so that he was now on his back and you were straddling his waist. You leaned down and kissed him deeply, closing your eyes and your lips connected.

You pulled away from his lips and started planting kisses down his chest, abdomen, you let your lips linger over his waistline and looked up at him for a reaction.

“I didn’t tease you like this, please play nice baby girl.” He said patting the top of your head and rubbing your cheek.

You leaned into his touch and held his cock in your hand stroking it very slowly to get a reaction from him.

He closed his eyes at the feeling of your warm hand finally touching him after what felt like years, he bit his lip and sat up on his elbows to watch you.

You leaned up some more and pushed your hair out of the way, you maintained eye contact with him while you slid your lipstick covered lips over his cock.

You moved your head up and down his length, your hand stroked what couldn’t fit in your mouth. You closed your eyes and relaxed your throat as much as possible so that you could go down some more on him.

He threw his head back and held your hair back for you so that it wasn’t in the way of what you were currently doing.

“Fuck yeah baby girl, that’s it. Just like that!” Namjoon moaned loudly, carefully moving your head up and down.

You gently let your teeth graze over the veins on his dick and he lost it. He pulled you off of him quickly, he fell back onto the bed while panting heavily.

“L-lay down. Now.” He demanded pulling your hair back a bit.

You hissed at the pain, but moaned when he pulled your hair back.

“Oh so you like that?” He asked tightening his grip.

You nodded your head and looked up at him giving him a very desperate and needy look.

“Please fuck me!” You begged looking into his now darker eyes.

He pulled you up and laid you on the bed, standing in front of you he admired your body.

His hand started at your jawline and slowly made its way down to your mouth, you sucked on his thumb and maintained heavy eye contact with him.

His moaned at the sight and he could feel his dick twitch as well.

He moved his thumb from your mouth and his hand gently applied pressure to your throat and you moaned from the pressure.

“You’re so fucking dirty.” He said into your ear gently biting down onto your earlobe.

You shivered at his statement and pulled him down into another messy kiss, rubbing your hands up and down his back.

“Fuck me, now!” You looked into his eyes and moved your hips trying to find some sort of contact.

“Can you handle me baby?” Namjoon asked teasing your entrance with the head of his cock.

“Namjoon stop fucking playing with me!” You exclaimed looking up at him with desperate eyes.

“So feisty.” He smirked and lifted your leg up by your thigh while sliding inside of you with his other hand.

You moaned at the feeling of him being inside of you after what felt like hours. You let out a whimper when he was fully inside of you.

“A-are you okay?” He asked looking down at where you two were currently connected.

“F-fuck yes, I-I’m perfect. Please move. Fuck I need you to move!” You said desperately.

He sat up on his knees and held your thighs in his hands, he started thrusting off slowly before gradually picking up the pace.

“You’re so tight!” He threw his head back and pushed your legs up further to your chest.

You could feel him hitting your spot much deeper from this angle, you watched him thrust inside of you and covered your mouth to suppress a moan.

“No, I want to hear you.” He moved your hand and held it above your head to pin it down.

You let out a loud moan and arched your back, your orgasm was approaching and Namjoon could feel it with the way you were clenching around him.

“Are you going to come for me baby? You gonna come all over me?” He asked holding your face in his hands, pounding into you rapidly.

You nodded your head, not being able to speak and came unannounced holding onto his arms, shaking slightly.

“You’re all wet baby girl.” He teased, continuing to move inside of you slowly.

You gasped at the feeling of over stimulation and shook your head in protest. He pulled out of you slowly and let go of your thighs.

“Are you okay?” He asked again and you nodded.

“We aren’t finished just yet baby boy. You still haven’t came yet.” You mumbled into his ear stroking him in your hand watching him closely for a reaction.

He groaned and kissed you hard to suppress his moans. You pulled away while biting his lower lip and shook your head.

“I want to hear you baby, let me hear you.” You teased him, he watched you with dark eyes as you bent over in front of him shaking your ass in front of him.

You gripped the sheets tightly and moaned loudly into the sheets when his hand made hard contact with your ass.

“Fuck! Your hands are so fucking big!” You pushed your ass into his hand some more when he rubbed over the stinging area, he repeated the same motion to the other cheek, and rubbed his hand over it to soothe the sting.

“Your ass is so fat baby girl how could I resist?” You felt him sit up behind you and pull your hips closer to him.

“Are you ready?” He asked and you smiled with how caring he was being towards you.

“Yeah baby, I’m ready.” You responded putting your ass up in the air some more so that he could hit your spot at a different angle once again.

He gripped your hips in his hands and easily slid into you immediately hitting your sensitive spot.

You gasped and held onto your pillow for support when his thrust started to get faster and rougher.

“Oh my fucking gosh! Namjoon you fuck me so good!” You moaned into the pillow and pushed back against his thrusts.

You could feel his fingers gripping onto your hair before he pulled your head back so that he could hear you moan.

“Don’t make me repeat myself!” He warned, his hips quickly slowing down. You whined in protest and tried to push back.

“I.Want.To.Hear.You.” He thrust with each word he spoke.

You moaned loudly and nodded your head grabbing the sheets next to you so tightly, you felt as though they could possibly right.

“Y-yes sir!” You moaned out into the room and he let go of your hair massaging your scalp.

His large hand trailed down your back and towards your ass, he grabbed it in his hands and began to smack it again.

You groaned in pain and pleasure, embracing the sting that came with each slap, and basking in the feeling of his dick hitting your spot with ease. Sweat began to trail down his chest as he came closer and closer to reaching his climax.

You could hear his breath getting heavier as he began to reach his high.

“A-are you gonna come for me J-Joonie?” You managed to ask.

“I-I’m gonna come so fucking hard baby.” He said thrusting hard, your legs began to shake with how rough he was being.

“W-where do you want it?” He asked squeezing your hips, he could almost taste how close he was to coming.

“I-in my mouth.” You said, moaning louder at the thought of him coming down your throat.

As that image played in your head, you felt your second orgasm for the night take over your body, your arms gave out and you fell face forward onto the bed.

Namjoon pulled out of you quickly and flipped you over onto your back, he crawled up to your mouth and began to stroke himself near your mouth.

You weakly grabbed his dick and held the tip in your mouth swirling your tongue around his head, dipping it into his slit.

He threw his head back and started panting heavily, he gripped your hair tightly and began to thrust into your mouth.

You looked up at him innocently and closed your eyes at the feeling of his warm come in your mouth and on your tongue. You pulled away when he was finished and swallowed it all before falling flat onto your back.

He fell right next to you and his hand gravitated over to yours, he held it and kissed your knuckles soothingly.

You both laid there in silence, the party was still going on downstairs so you both weren’t sure if someone could hear you both or not.

“So…” He started looking over at you, you continued to stare at the ceiling.

“We’ll talk about it in the morning?” You said before he could finish speaking.

“Yeah that’s a good idea. You want to go back down to the party?” He asked turning to face you.

You shook your head and did your best to turn to face him being careful of your lower half.

“Nah let’s just chill up here.” You shuffled closer to him and pressed your lips against his wrapping your arms around his neck, and he wrapped his arms around your waist.

The night ended with you and Namjoon making out in one another’s arms, you two eventually fell asleep tangled in your limbs. The party ended at around midnight, Seokjin made sure that everyone cleaned up as they left.

The boys looked for you and Namjoon all night worried something happened, but Hoseok and Yoongi convinced them that you two were safe and sound.

Little do they know, you and Namjoon were more than safe and sound, wrapped up in each others arms, close and under the covers.

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mermaidsirennikita · 6 years ago

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September 2018 Book Roundup

If you’ve read any of my posts you probably know that I have high-functioning depression and sometimes dip into episodes that are worse than the rest of the time, and I’m definitely dipping into one! Which means that it’s getting hard for me to focus on anything, including reading. :( But I did read some good books this month! The high of September book-wise was definitely Kendare Blake’s Two Dark Reigns. If you haven’t tried her Three Dark Crowns series yet, please do. It’s very, very good. Hopefully, October will be full of dark and creepy reads!

Mirage by Somaiya Daud. 4/5. Amani is a farmer’s daughter, her people dominated by the brutal Vathek. On the night that she’s to reach her majority, droids descend and take her to Ziyaana, where she discovers that she’s the double of the selfish and cruel Princess Maram. As Maram--born of a Vathek conqueror and a native Andalaan mother--is hated by her people, Amani will be trained to be her double, standing in for Maram at important events. There are two problems: for one thing, Maram’s fiance Idris connects more with Amani than he does the princess. For another, Amani’s proximity to the crown makes it all too easy for her to become the target of rebel plots.... This book has a lot of atmosphere, and is inspired by Moroccan culture. It’s firmly sci-fi, but feels very fantastical in a lot of ways. The most important and compelling part of the novel--besides the general world--is the relationship between Maram and Amani. Maram is truly awful, but she’s also truly human. While the main romance is a bit meh and the climax doesn’t feel like much of one, it’s an entertaining book and I’m look forward to the next installment!

Toil and Trouble ed. Jessica Spotswood and Tess Sharpe. 4/5. A collection of short stories with one thing in common: witches. This a nice anthology, with all the urban fantasy your heart could want. There’s a good bit of representation--Latina witches, black witches, gay witches, bi witches, I *think* some trans man rep though it wasn’t very explicit so I can’t say for sure. My favorites included Afterbirth by Andrea Cremer (a good, old-fashioned Salem witch trials type of story involving a midwife’s apprentice, a dead patient, and a mysterious baby), The Well Witch by Kate Hart (think like... a shoot ‘em up western but with a part-Comanche witch at the center) Beware of Girls with Crooked Mouths by Jessica Spotswood (about a witch trying to trigger a vision she saw in which she and her sisters survived a curse on their family) and Love Spell by Anna-Marie McLemore (about a bruja who falls in love with an acolyte--so romantic and so very good, McLemore is an amazing writer). A great read for Fall.

Two Dark Reigns by Kendare Blake. 5/5. The third installment of the Three Dark Thrones series sees Katharine on the throne and Mirabella and Arsinoe hiding on the mainland. Fennbirn is caving in on itself, the mist meant to protect it striking out against its people--who, in response, grow hostile to Katharine. Meanwhile, Arsinoe is being sent visions from the Blue Queen, a legendary ruler of Fennbirn whose ghostly presence may spell disaster for the island. Kendare Blake knows how to write spooky shit. She knows how to write sad shit. She just knows how to write. I never want to leave the world of this series. This book was actually better than the last, expanding on the intrigue and mythos of the world. I still don’t love Jules, and I really don’t really like more recent addition of Emilia--but their storylines are compelling, and I love Katharine and Mirabella and Pietyr and Bree and so many other characters enough to overwhelm the characters I’m not as big a fan of. This book left me dying for the next.

Tear Me Apart by J.T. Ellison. 4/5. Teenage Mindy is an up-and-coming champion skier, looking to qualify for the U.S. Olympic team. After she breaks her leg, it is revealed that she has leukemia, sending her loving parents, Lauren and Jasper, into a spiral. The only hope they have of saving Mindy’s life is through a stem cell transplant--but when Lauren and Jasper are tested, it’s revealed that neither of them are biologically related to Mindy. This is a fairly dark thriller that doesn’t simplify the issues it discusses, and certainly doesn’t pull any punches. Will you see the twists coming? I did, though not immediately. But that’s okay, because it was less “failure to twist” and more “something set up pages ago paying off”. The book was a bit long and padded for the story it told, but I have to say that I loved the ambiguity of it all.

Queens of Fennbirn by Kendare Blake. 4/5. These two Three Dark Crowns novellas are bound together in one edition--The Young Queens tells the stories of Mirabella, Arsinoe, and Katharine before Three Dark Crowns begins,during their childhoods; The Oracle Queen explains why oracle queens are drowned at birth, through the story of the “mad queen” Elsabet, who allegedly murdered innocent people based on her visions. I’m not surprised that The Oracle Queen was more to my taste, just because I want to know the backstories of literally every queen in this world... (I mean, I’d take a companion book chronicling every queen in this country... easily.) But The Young Queens was still a well-done story, and added a lot to how I see the world of the series. A must for fans of the books.

Rule by Ellen Goodlett. 2/5. Zofi, Akeylah, and Florencia (”Ren”) all come from vastly different backgrounds. When King Andros summons them to palace, it’s revealed that not only is he dying, but that all three are his daughters, and the only potential heirs he has left after the death of his only son. The girls are thrown into court politics and training, though Andros can only select one to be queen. Each one has a secret, and someone is out to expose them--so who will come out on top? Basically, I loved this idea and the execution was beyond blah. The politics were way too light. The magic system was cool, but not enough to save it. Relationships were shallow. Romances were dull. Very little time was spent on the idea of the girls developing relationships with Andros OR each other. Again, the world was interesting but the characters didn’t work.

Wildcard by Marie Lu. 3/5. After discovering the truth of Hideo’s plans, Emika is set against the man she fell in love with. As she seeks to take Hideo down, she gets drawn into the world of the mysterious Zero--the only person who can protect Emika now that a bounty’s been placed on her head. Aaand as this is a sequel, saying anything more would mean giving away big spoilers. I loved Warcross, which is why Wildcard was a bit of a letdown. Honestly? It felt like Lu was trying to cram two books into one. I thought I’d see more of Emika trying to take Hideo down, and the push-pull between them that I frankly loved in the first book. The truth about Zero’s past? Very compelling. The ending? Kind of anticlimactic.

Not Even Bones by Rebecca Schaeffer. 3/5. Nita dissects unnatural creatures so that her mother--usually their killer--can sell them on the black market. Unicorns, mermaids--Nita has dissected everything, though she herself isn’t all that natural thanks to her ability to heal herself. After her mother brings home a living boy with the intention of cutting him into pieces, Nita suffers an attack of conscience and frees him. She wakes up at the Death Market; once a part of the trade, she’s now for sale. A lot of 3 star reads kind of bore me--this one didn’t. It was super engaging. The concept is super cool, and I want to see more of this world. Nita’s relationship with her parents, and particularly her horrifying mother, is interesting. I’m happy with the grayness of this world. It’s just that the writing is a bit awkward. There are a lot of creepy grins described over and over. Nita’s seemingly cold nature isn’t described very well, to the point that what should come off as human hypocrisy that she learns from reads more as self-righteousness, especially regarding one plot twist. One thing did distract me a bit--a creature that essentially gets off on pain and is thus a great torturer. Technically, they feed on pain and therefore must torture people to live, theoretically. One: these creatures are treated as super valuable in organized crime families, but I don’t really get why they’re needed as skilled torturers exist already. Their powers are vague. And they’re called zannies? I don’t know if these are obscure magical creatures I don’t know about, but to be honest if they are the author needed to use another name. Zannie/xannie is slang for Xanax. That always popped into my head when they were mentioned, and it was very distracting. It doesn’t ruin the book, but it is kind of weird to me that nobody caught that in the editing process.

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wmsreads · 6 years ago

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I had lost a battle I’d never been equipped to fight. I’d been stripped of all things that were meant to be mine, that Dihya had blessed me with, and now—. How could I keep myself, preserve myself, if I had none of myself left? If all I had was Maram?

NOTE: I received a complimentary ARC of this book from Hachette Australia through NetGalley. Opinions expressed in this review are completely my own.

Once again I’m lost for words as this book was a pleasant surprise! I honestly had no idea it was a Sci-fi novel, I assumed it was just a fantasy book, but it was so much more and I’m so happy it was. I had a couple of issues with it though, which is why I didn’t give it a full five stars, but I’ll get into that in a minute. Overall though I really enjoyed this book!

I really like when an author takes two themes that don’t normally go together and mixes them seamlessly and in the case of this book the Moroccan style and the Sci-fi aspect work strangely well together. I do wish there had been a little more focus on the Sci-fi elements, but that’s more just a personal preference than anything. The world building is very minimal as well but the story doesn’t suffer for it at all and I think that because the story is mostly character-focused, too much more detail would have been overkill. It was just enough to be interesting, but not enough to be overbearing.

All of the characters in the this book were written so incredibly well but my favourite by far was in fact the “villain”, Maram. When we first meet her she is someone who would rather kill anyone who dare even look at her the wrong way that appear soft, Vathek through and through, but as the story progresses we realise that there is so much more to her character than meets the eyes. She’s been raised to believe that strength is power, caring is weakness, and absolutely no one can be trusted but the more time she spends with Amani, the more she opens up, and the more we get to see that most of what she puts out is a mask to protect herself.

Amani was a great character as well. Like Maram, Amani’s character changes quite a bit through the story but unlike Maram, Amani doesn’t open up; instead she because more rebellious, tougher, and more confident. She goes from acting like a shy, poor, farm girl to a literal queen and it’s a fantastic thing to see unfold slowly throughout the book.

I love the dynamic of the friendship that develops between Amani and Maram. It’s hard won and takes them a while to get to the point where Maram isn’t threatening to Amani every few sentences, but once they get there it’s actually really heartwarming… until it all falls apart. I really hope that there’s a reconciliation in a future book because their friendship was one of my favourite things about the whole book.

As for Idris… I feel like he wasn’t really needed at all, as though he were just thrown into the story to add some element of romance that wasn’t necessary. He could have easily been left out and the story still would have worked just as well. That being said, I’m very glad that even though there was romance in the story, it wasn’t the main focus. Too many other books with amazing stories have suffered because the author put the romance in the forefront and I’m so glad that wasn’t the case here.

Now, let’s get to the reason I only gave this book four stars. There was only two but it was mostly to do with pacing. In certain areas, the story felt a little choppy and seemed to skip forward past large chunks of time so it was difficult to figure out exactly how long Amani had been in the palace. I assume this was done so that the story didn’t drag between the exciting parts, but I feel like it was done a little too often so that every time it happened my brain went “What? But what happened during those three months?!” and it took me out of the story for a moment.

The other reason was the ending. The story had been building for the final half of the book all the way up to the climax, the major event happened… and then we were left with Amani yet again being a prisoner in the palace and… that was it. I understand that it was probably done that way to leave the reader wanting so that they would be more likely to read the next book, but it was just a very strange place to leave the story.

All in all, I very much enjoyed Mirage and I can’t wait for the next book in the series or anything else Somaiya Daud releases!

No matter what it took, no matter what the cost, I could not waver and I could not give in. Hope might have set fire to all things, but out of those ashes the resistance to the Vath would rise. I would make sure of it.

Mirage by Somaiya Daud will be available August 28, 2018. Check it out on Goodreads!

#book review #Mirage #Somaiya Daud #NetGalley #Four Stars #Reading #Books #Booklr

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Interview: Dagorath

► Name ➔ "Dagorath. Most people call me Dag. I call myself Dag. It works.”

► Are you single ➔ “Let’s see, two girlfriends, two boyfriends...I think that’s a no?”

► Are you happy ➔ “Happy enough. The days are mostly good, my adoptive family is pretty much all near, and things are good. Can always be happier”

► Are you angry? ➔ “If I was, I’d be grabbing my shield and getting ready to bash something in the face.”

► Are your parents still married ➔ "No. My father was killed by the Amani before the Fall. No, again, because of my other mom. My life is complicated”

NINE FACTS

► Birth Place ➔ “Quel’thalas. Not far from where my mother lives off the Court of the Sun”

► Hair Color ➔ “Blonde. Stereotypical blonde ”

► Eye Color ➔ "They were green before the Fall and the fel.”

► Birthday ➔ “July 25.”

► Mood ➔ “A good one. Just took my wolf Freki on a bit of a run. He’s still getting used to Silvermoon”

► Gender ➔ "Male. Or as an ex said, very much a guy.”

► Summer or winter ➔ “Summer. Though if I could say it, I prefer spring.”

► Morning or afternoon ➔ “Morning. Wasn’t always that way, but my mom Bel trained me into someone who can function in mornings.”

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE

► Are you in love? ➔ "Several times over.”

► Do you believe in love at first sight ➔ “I do. Mind for most of my life I was more prone to believe in lust at first sight.”

► Who ended your last relationship? ➔ “Ahh...that would be Merinne, I suppose. She dumped me because she said, and I quote ‘I need more out of life than someone who’s sole quality is being good in bed.’ And then she went and married the woman that wound up my adoptive sister, so...did I say my life was complicated?”

► Have you ever broken someone’s heart? ➔ "I might have in my one night stand days, but no one has confirmed it.”

► Are you afraid of commitments? ➔ "Four relationships, an adoptive family, and being an uncle to nearly two dozen demons. I’d say that’s a no”

► Have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔ “Several someones, several times a day.”

► Have you ever had a secret admirer? ➔ "My ego says yes, but it probably means someone just thinking I’m hot.”

► Have you ever broken your own heart? ➔ "Might’ve done for a while.”

SIX CHOICES

► Love or lust ➔ “Figured out lusting after someone I love is very good.”

► Cats or Dogs ➔ “*Dag eyes his wolf Freki, who is playing with the fel wolf Rapscallion “Take a guess.”

► A few best friends or many regular friends ➔ “Leaning towards the former.”

► Wild night out or romantic night in ➔ "Depends entirely on if Mae is involved. With her both are possible in the same night.”

► Day or night ➔ “Used to be night, seems to have become day for me somehow.”

FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS

► Been caught sneaking out ?➔ “As a teenager, the question should be ‘did you ever get away with it? My dad was gifted at catching me trying to get out to meet girls”

► Fallen down/up the stairs? ➔ “I am easily distracted by pretty things. What do you think?”

► Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ “Once in particular.”

► Wanted to disappear ➔ "All the times I’ve walked into something over pretty things.”

FOUR PREFERENCES

► Smile or eyes? ➔ “It depends wholly on the person, honestly.”

► Shorter or Taller? ➔ “I seem to largely go for women shorter than me, and guys taller than me, or in Svariel’s case, much taller than me.”

► Intelligence or Attraction? ➔ “Most people are smarter than me, so attraction wins by default.”

► Hook-up or Relationship? ➔ *Dag eyes Mae and grins* “With her around, tends to be both.”

FAMILY

► Do you and your family get along? ➔ "My birth family, well, the only one left I associate with is my mother. My adoptive one, I love to bits.”

► Would you say you have a “messed up life”? ➔ “I date four people. I call two people mother, and they aren’t involved romantically. I have an adoptive sister who once broke my nose for insulting her wife, my ex-girlfriend. It isn’t messed up but it’s complicated as hell”

► Have you ever ran away from home? ➔ "No. ”

► Have you ever gotten kicked out ?➔ "Only out of beds by people who were expecting someone else to come home soon.”

FRIENDS

► Do you secretly hate one of your friends? ➔ “My friends are family, so, no, I wouldn’t hate any of them”

► Do you consider all of your friends good friends? ➔ “Some are closer than others, and some I don’t see as often as I like, especially with the Blood Knights, but if you’re a friend, you’re a good one.”

► Who is your best friend? ➔ "I don’t particularly have a best friend, singular. I’d say Mae comes closest. And, honestly, Mierette, but don’t tell her. She got me through a rough time a few years ago”

► Who knows everything about you? ➔ "Add them up, and it’s both my mothers.”

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who-tf-stole-my-car-radio · 7 years ago

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1-30 Bet you didn't see that coming now answer lolololololol

1. How old were you the first time you fell in love?- First time I fell in love I was 8 and it was with Johnny Depp 💙2. Name the first person who broke your heart-My real dad 3. How many different best friends have you had in your life?-I have the same 2 best friends my whole life, one being my twin brother, the other I met at school in 5th grade, he was sitting alone at lunch so I went and sat with him and here we are 12 years later 4. Do you have a best friend?-see question 35. Do you have any specific talent?-umm I can play the drums, I've been doing that for 15 years and I can draw sort of OH and I can tie a cherry stem in my mouth (put that one on the resume amirite)6. Do you fit into any stereotypes? -yeah I had a kid at a young age so I guess I fit into the teen pregnancy stereo type , though I graduated early so I wasnt technically still in highschool when I was pregnant but I was 17 sooo7. What’s your sexuality? -I feel like I'm still not 100% sure, I mean I like men don't get me wrong but on the other hand girls are amazing??? But would I date one¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿ who knows?????¿¿¿¿¿ not me8. What’s your favorite animal?- I have 2, owls, and moose2 very different creatures, both equally majestic and beautiful9. What are your favorite pet names?-if you're asking about literal pets then we had a cat named schnapps she was super bitch but super cool If you're asking about like names you call your significant other then I guess idk the classic babe/baby are nice also sugar idk no one calls me anything other than my name lol10. What do you think love is? -something very complicated and different for everyone11.When did you discover your favorite band?-F U C K I was 13 and playing rockband with @sectumsemprasshole and we played 'wanted dead or alive' by Bon Jovi and fell in love instantly 12. Do you want to get married?-sure I do, when I find the right guy *cough cough* josh dun. But I probably wont wanna have a wedding, probs just elope and have a honey moon at disney world tbh13. Do you want to have kids?-I already have a son, his name is silas, it's actually his birthday today!! He's 3! But yea id be down to have more kids14. When did you have your first kiss?-technically my first kiss was in like kindergarten but my serious first kiss I was like 15 15. How did you lose your virginity?-??? Sex ?????16. Have you been cheated on?-YES YES I HAVE IN EVERY RELATIONSHIP I'VE BEEN IN AND ITS THE WORST DONT CHEAT ON PPL ITS THE WORST.17. How many times have you fallen in love, requited or not?-If we're counting like all my fandom loves then heres a list: Johnny Depp (actor)/ Jon bon jovi (bon jovi) / james hetfield (metallica) / remus lupin (harry potter)/ severus snape and or alan rickman (harry potter) / zak bagans (ghost adventures)/ markiplier/ jacksepticeye/ pewdiepie (youtubers) / josh dun (tøp) / tyler joseph (tøp) Real life tho only 218. Have you ever rejected anyone?-I've rejected your typical creepy dude that messages you on FB or something and constantly likes all ur pics thats like "ur so sexy I want u 2 be mine" But otherwise no , ive never seriously rejected anyone 19. Have you ever cheated?*Banging pots and pans together* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO20. Have you ever been in a long distance relationship?-no, I couldn't do it, I practically need constant physical attention and reassurance, kudos to anyone who CAN do it, you are stronger than I21. Do you prefer the romantic or sexual aspects of relationships?-see im not really a romantic, I feel like I dont know how to react to romance or honestly sexual situations soooo im pretty much a lost cause but I guess I prefer the romantic 22. What’s your favorite thing about your significant other?-he lets me be myself and thinks all the stupid shit I like/do is cute and hes very supportive of my art and drumming (hes also a drummer) and he just wants the best for me and he loves my son even though hes not his kid23. Do you have a significant other?-YAAAASSSS24. What’s your favorite thing about your best friend?-let me tell you something about my bestfriends I was born with a twin sister her name was amani she was my bestfriend since birth we were absolutely inseperable about a year ago she decided the whole "she" thing wasn't gunna work so we knocked the "S" off "She" and now I have a twin brother! And his name is Kane and we are still absolutely inseparable and I will always love and support him through anything @sectumsemprasshole 💗💗💗💗My other best friend is also a guy his name is avery and in junior year of high school he came out as gay (me and kane always sort of knew but never asked him cuz that's fucking rude) and I love and support anything he decides to do as wellThey both make me laugh and are very strong willed people, both have attempted suicide , both have self harmed (as have I) both have been there for me with my issues (depression/anxiety/ED) and I love them both for being here and for loving me.25. Do you want a significant other?-have one huntyyy26. Do you like anyone?-yeah I like a lot of people including all of you lovely people27. Who was the last person you loved?-My boyfriend28. Do you have a celebrity crush?-letssssss not talk about it :))))) I have too many and I am suffering29. Name a song that makes you want to fall in love-Trees by twenty one pilots -born to be my baby by Bon Jovi30. Do you think you’ll be happy later in life?- fuck I hope so. We all hope so

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imagine-it-danganronpa-blog · 8 years ago

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May i request the ndrv3 guy's reactions to walking in on their s/o changing, please and thank you

I LOVE PROMPTS LIKE THIS!! Also, for another very cute version of this prompt, check out @imagine--drv3 because they had a super cute version of this and I may have based some events off what they have written.

I do hope you enjoy it!

Korekiyo Shinguuji

Wow

He almost stops breathing for a second

You look ethereal

Beautiful

Heavenly

He's standing in the doorway, admiring every curve on your body.

He already knew that humanity was beautiful, but this?

This was simply angelic

He is so happy that he has such a beautiful s/o

You're kinda just wondering why he's staring at you naked. You really can't see whether he is blushing or not.

Eventually he comes to his senses and just closes the door, apologizing quickly.

He's really embarrassed that he got caught up in his own fantasies and he is trying his hardest to remember how beautiful you were

But when he thinks of you now, he thinks of all those curves and dips and he can't talk to you without blushing now

U can't tell how embarrassed he is under that mask he always wears

Rantaro Amami

His eyes are really wide but he immediately apologizes and turns on his heels.

He doesn't leave the room though. He just stands in front of the door like a child in a timeout corner

He claims that he is guarding the door

It's the sweetest cutest thing he has ever done.

But holy shit you were this hot???

He also does not want anyone else walking in on you

Seeing you like that is Amani's vision only

“Also, jeans would totally go better with that jacket”

ALMIGHTY SUPREME RULER Ouma Kokichi

You see the door open and suddenly a checkered scarf is thrown at you

Also, you can hear the door slam shut

And there's a loud apologetic wail from outside

However, on the other side of the door, ouma is deathly embarrassed. He has a fucking anime nosebleed and all he can do is picture you naked.

Why the fuck did he have to walk in at that time??

He's trying to hit his head against the wall to try and forget, which doesn't help his nosebleed

When you come back out and return his scarf, he simply claims he got into a big manly crime chase with precisely 69 policemen

His red face doesn't convince you but you try to clean his nosebleed anyways.

Also, his face just keeps getting redder because now everything he sees you he pictures you naked

Life is hell

Shuichi Saihara

This poor shy boi

The second he walks in, you hear him apologize and see the door slam shut. He’s not as fast as ouma, and you learned that the expression “his face was glowing” was actually quite literal

When the door slams shut he just crouches down and curls up into this embarassed ball of adorb right outside the door

You almost trip over him on the way out because you don’t see him, and you take a wide lunge over him to try to avoid falling over him

Which also gives him the view up your skirt

He’s looking up your panties now

RIP Shuuchi Saihara (Death by ultimate blush)

Kaito Momota

Similar to Ouma, he throws his jacket at you

He’s also not as embarrassed to compliment your looks but he still turns away none the less

He makes sure no one else comes into the room by making sure to yell every time someone passes by your room

*making my way downtown walking fast*

“DON'T YOU DARE COME CLOSER S/O IS CHANGING”

*FUCKING SPRINTING*

Yeah, something like that

By the time you finish you tap him on the shoulder and he jumps five feet into the air

And only then you realize how red his face is.

He claims he’s only trying to impersonate Mars tho, since it is the red planet and stuff

Kiibo

Kiibo exe. stopped working

He crashes immediately when he sees you shirtless. So now you have a blank kiibo kinda just staring through the door

IDK I’ve always had this headcanon that whenever Kiibo crashes he just stays in the exact same pose he was in before he crashed

Also the door is open

Dammit kiibo

You change as quickly as you can and try to figure out how to drag him to Iruma’s when he reboots again

He is unable to delete the memory of you naked fast enough when he reboots so he crashes again

It repeats in a seemingly endless cycle so you end up having to cover your face with a paper bag so the first thing he sees isn’t your face and you naked won’t pop up into his head

Gonta Gokuhara

SHREIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKINGGGGGGGGGGG

Its the first time that you hear gonta scream in shock

He assures you its not in terror though

He leaves the room and shuts the door behind him.

When you see him again, he is sniffling into a handkerchief, curled up on the couch.

He notices your presence and apologises for such an ungentlemanly move. It takes you a long time to reassure him

It was only an accident and you understand that gonta is very sorry and that you are not mad at him

He's so pure that he absolutely refuses to think about you naked again, even if it tries to pop into his mind

Ryoma Hoshi

Out of all the boys, he is the least fazed

He just mutters a quick apology and leaves.

When you bring it up to him, he mentions that when he was in prison, he saw a lot of booty exposure from people that he did not want booty exposure from.

So he is kinda used to this type of thing

You try not to bring it up again

But honestly he appreciates how much better you look than those other male prisoners and he's blushing under that stoic mask of his

#Danganronpa v3 #danganronpa #danganronpa imagines #ndrv3 #ndrv3 imagines #ndrv3 boys #self insert #korekiyo shinguuji #amami rantarou #ouma kokichi #shuichi saihara #kaito momota #kiibo #gonta gokuhara #ryoma hoshi

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willreadforbooze · 6 years ago

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Hello fellow boozie readers!

Sam’s Update:

It’s Magical Readathon!! Working hard to be a Metal Charmer. It’s also Tome Topple, so I’ve started my Tomes as well =). It was an ok week, that ended with the premiere of GoT so color me happy.

What Sam finished this week:

Defense Against the Dark Arts: Reign the Earth by A. C. Gaughen: This is the story of Shalia, a desert woman who enters into an arranged marriage with a king to save her people. The king is a raging abusive asshole, but she’s trying her best. She’s also figured out that she’s got #forbiddenpowers so. I wanted to like this so much more. Maybe it was the audio narrator but damn that girl sounded so naive. She was also real dumb. The only reason this pushed up a star for me was because of the brilliant consent scene.

Transfiguration: Mirage by Somaiya Daud: I’m about half way through this book. It’s a eastern inspired sci-fi with our main lady Amani, taken from her home to serve as a body double for the crown princess, who is literally the worst. I super enjoyed this. It had the tropes that I wanted, it had good themes, and it had a decent character arc. However, not much actually happened in this book. More a set up for book 2, which i will absolutely be reading.

Divination: Space Opera by Cathrynne M. Valente: This was the book I didn’t know I needed. A hysterical story about the impending annihilation of earth/humanity by blue flamingo aliense unless two has been rock stars, Decibal and Oort, can win a singing competition. I gobbled up this book and my only disappointment was there wasn’t more. I think Linz did a review.

What Sam’s reading now:

It’s O.W.L.s Magical Readathon and Tome Topple bitches!!

History of Magic: Tigana by Guy Gavriel Kay: This is the story of a conquered land, including the province of Tigana, who’s name cannot be remembered unless you were born there. (Very Weep from Strange the Dreamer). I’m audio and physically reading this book. Liking it so far, but I’m struggling with keeping names in place. What I liked in A Brightness Long Ago (my first novel by Kay), was he had a character list at the beginning. This could benefit from that. Otherwise, enjoying the hell out of political machinations.

Ginny’s Update:

Sam and I both missed Dewey’s readathon last weekend so we did a mini-readathon for ourselves this Saturday. I may have been massively hungover (I’m a bit of a baby when it comes to hangovers), but I still managed to fit some books in.

Currently Reading:

Say Yes To The Marquess by Tessa Dare: I almost returned this earl considering how similar it is to a book I read like a week ago, I’m only a few pages in so not sure I have much to say yet. This is the second in a series, and I have very little memory of the first book and I still haven’t seen the connecting thread but I still have 90% or more to go so that’s fair. Whatshername is engage to marry a dude who then left the country for 8 years. She no longer wants to marry him because that’s kind of a dick decision, but she needs his brother’s help to break the marriage. And surprise surprise, he’s supes in love with her. I wonder what will happen (I’m pretty sure the romance kick I’m on will tone down a little at some point – but I really do love walking into a book knowing there’s going to be a little bit of angst before a happily ever after).

Into the Drowning Deep by Mira Grant: Yeah, I know I finished a bunch of other books this week. I usually keep up two to three at a time (kindle, phone, and physical)physical books take me the longest to read and I have 9 ebooks from the library (down from 11 on Friday) that I need to get through. I’m not far into this yet but I love the way Mira/Seanan writes these stories. They build up so beautifully and I can’t wait for the catastrophe.

Completed this week:

An Extraordinary Union by Alyssa Cole: Man, Alyssa Cole is absolutely amazing. I found myself a little frustrated with the hero, I felt he could be incredibly stupid by not understanding the level of danger he was putting the heroine in just by being interested in her. But this book dealt with a lot of consent issues really well. Elle, the heroine, was a complete badass with an eidetic memory, and she goes undercover well, pretending to be a mute slave in a Southern plantation. Malcolm comes and accidentally causes a number of problems. From the beginning their immediately all about each other. I thought that came on a little bit too quickly, mostly because of societal expectations, but at the same point god they’re so charming. Elle tries so hard not to like him, but couldn’t help herself. 4/5

Erotic Stories for Punjabi Widows by Balli Kaur Jaswal: This book was a delight. Nikki signs up to teach an English class at the Sikh Temple that she had attended for years. It’s a not-so-pleasant surprise that instead of teaching creative writing, she’s supposed to teach the women how to read and write. It quickly devolves into the widows talking about what would normally be taboo – the fantasies that the widows had been thinking of. I’m hoping I can get a review out of this so I’m not going to say more, but very enjoyable.

The Love That Split The World by Emily Henry: Natalie Cleary is having trouble staying in place, meaning that for whatever reason she has these slips where the world is subtly wrong; there’s a wing on the church that hadn’t existed before, a family friend’s business has suddenly disappeared, and more. This is another one I’m planning on reviewing mostly because I’m a little bit conflicted and I feel like getting drunk and writing about it will make things more clear, because obviously that’s the way the world works.

Unlocked: An Oral History of Haden’s Syndrome by John Scalzi: This is a quasi-prequel to the Locked In series that John Scalzi has (which Sam, Parker, and I all LOVE). This goes back to the beginning of Haden’s syndrome, and honestly the formatting for this was great, it was done in an interview style which helped tell the story from multiple perspectives. It was still laugh out loud funny (I feel like all of Scalzi’s stories probably fit that, but it should still be mentioned). This helped me understand the full impact that Haden’s syndrome had on the world. Frankly, it was a little bit terrifying to read at times. Still, it’s a very solid novella-length read.

Burning Midnight by Will McIntosh: The beautiful thing about my tbr is I honestly forget the back-cover summaries of books that have been there for a while and get to go into the book with no expectations. It’s YA where a matched set of spheres gives you a particular extra ability, some small, some big. Shit goes down and teenagers are saving the world. Planning on writing a review on this too.

Minda’s Update:

O.W.Ls Magical Readathon week 3! Completed my Ancient Ruins and Defense Against the Dark Arts exams. Now pivoting to a Tome Topple book that also counts for the Arithmancy exam as well.

What Minda finished this week:

Uprooted by Naomi Novik (Ancient Ruins) – I’m so happy I read this! A great retelling of a conglomerate of fairytales without relying on major tropes. Can’t wait to review! Ancient Ruins ✅

Red Clocks by Leni Zumas (Defense Against the Darks Arts) – This was such a slog. And such a bummer because the premise was killer! But, still finished it. Drunk reviewrant to come. Defense Against the Darks Arts ✅

What Minda is reading this week:

Illuminae by Jay Kristoff and Amie Kaufman (Arithmancy) – I was going to read a different book to achieve the OWLs/Tome Topple challenge, but Sam and Ginny recommended this one while we did wine night on Friday. Looking forward to starting!

Linz’s Update:

You guys last week was so brutal. And then I got drunk all weekend. BUT the DragonCon costume lineup is in place and Game of Thrones starts back up tonight!!!

What Linz read:

Tigana by Guy Gavriel Kay: I’M DONE. BOOM. Everyone on here’s reading it for book club, so I’m pretty sure someone’s mentioned already what it’s about. It’s pretty damn epic for a standalone, and it was not burdensome to read. Liked, not loved.

Family Trust by Kathy Wang: The patriarch of a Chinese American family finds out he has cancer, and his family finds out he might not be the millionaire he’s always claimed to be. I love a diversity read, and I didn’t not enjoy reading this, but I feel like there’s a lot of books about a dying rich father that explores how people deal with grief and life, and this didn’t excel at it.

Bright Burning Stars by A.K. Small: We were lucky enough to get an advanced copy for the blog tour, so look out for our review May 14! All I will say is if you’re into a darker look at the world of ballet, you’re going to really like this.

What Liz is currently reading:

Crown of Feathers by Nicki Pau Preto: This is one of my OWLs readathon picks, It’s kind of complicated – two royal sisters waged a war against each other that, among other things, led to the end of the elite Phoenix Rider fighters. Years later, two sisters are trying to find the underground remnants of the group, There’s also two other storylines with dudes that I CANNOT predict the direction of, and also some magic and also phoenixes. Very into it.

Bowlaway by Elizabeth McCracken: This book dropped, like, last month. A woman mysteriously appears in a New England town, with no memory of who she was and how she got there. Years later, after she dies, a man shows up claiming to be her son and heir to the fortune she built. It’s more lighthearted than creepy or weird, kind of like Big Fish? So far I’m into it.

Until next time, we remain forever drunkenly yours,

Sam, Melinda, Linz, and Ginny

Weekly Wrap-up: Apr 8-14, 2019 Hello fellow boozie readers! Sam's Update: It's Magical Readathon!! Working hard to be a Metal Charmer.

#Wrap Up

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angeliamaritudinem-archived-blog · 8 years ago

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J’s 200+ Bias List

This is put under a ‘read more’ for obvious reasons... Mostly because I have a lot to say about a good amount of you guys.

Here we go:

Mutuals Who I Couldn’t Live Without {I.E. you’re family}

@paintingthedas - This one here.. She has been with me since I was a lonely eighth grader desperate for friends and company. In the 6 years that we have known each other, she has been a constant in my life, and for that I will forever be grateful to you, my love. You are the sun that peaks through the dark, stormy clouds and the ever-present warmth of a heart filled with love. My dear... You are my sister in every way that counts, and I would trust no one but you to be at my side, and to be my best friend.. While you may have not realized it at times, you are one of the only reasons that I am still alive, and that I have flourished as I have.. You.. Gods this sounds so stupid, but you honestly helped me blossom into the woman I am today. And I can never thank you enough for sticking with the shy, chubby little girl that was a bit too interested in the personification of countries.. I adore you, you are my platonic soulmate.. And I hold you so dear to my heart. Please, never change my dear. Or well... Grow as a person, do things for yourself for once, hm? But don’t change your core ideals and self, I love you.. I love that you.. And I can honestly say that I would love any you..

@tevintermagisterium - You.. Gods, you were not expected. I was honestly not expecting to make any friends here, let alone have one that I consider a brother, in every way that counts. Christian, I have come to you in some of my darkest moments, in tears as I unload all of my fears and insecurities about myself.. And you took them with such grace, and love and I have honestly never felt such a stronger hug than the ones that I know you would give me if we could actually physically touch. You inspire me to be a better person, a better writer. Your spirit is so, so bright.. And I am amazed that you even let me near it, let alone wrap it around me when I need it most. Your characters have become my lifelines on more than one occasion, they are the ones that I imagine wrapping me in love and support when I feel like I have no one there for me. And I love that they are all you, in their own ways... Because when I feel close to them, I feel close to you and I can’t describe how much I adore it. You are my soul, and my heart. You and Amani are the only ones in my life that I would willingly give everything up just to see you happy and loved. I would not be here today, both with this milestone.. And just here at all. You are my soul, and I adore you more than life itself. And I am quite fucking serious when I say that I am thinking about moving to Europe to live closer to you.. It is hard enough being an ocean away from you.. I.. I need you in my life.. I am sorry.

@ye-lost-bard - I remembered being in awe of your writing, my dear. And I still am. However, now that I know the person behind the writing.. I cannot describe how dear you are to me. We have not interacted as much or for as long as I would have perhaps liked, but you are family to me. You cannot get rid of me anymore, I do hope that you know this.

@ma-nuvenin-vhenan - Oh Jess.. How I adore you so. This might be more than I should say but.. You have honestly treated me more like a daughter than my own bitch of a mother. I truly love you, and all of your muses. They make me feel less alone, and make me feel loved.. You.. Gods, I cannot thank you enough for putting up with me, and for just.. Listening to me when I need someone to talk to. I missed you terribly when you were gone, but I knew that you needed the time away from everything.. Please just... Don’t leave me, hm?

@chasindtrevelyan - Oh my dear.. You have become much closer to me than I would have thought, and I do not mind. Perhaps I grow attached too easily, but I am not letting go of you. Max means too much to Gabe, and myself. And you mean so much more to me than just a roleplay partner.. I am honestly beginning to see you as family, as weird as that might sound.

@flame-of-ostwick - We do not talk as much as we used to, and for that I am sorry.. But I still adore you, and Lasair. I do not know if I have told you, but the two of you have become extremely dear to my heart, and I could not live without either of you...

@lemurmure - Oh Alicia.. How could I not adore you? You are kind, gorgeous and an all around amazing person. I must admit that I am still a bit shell-shocked that you have continually interacted with me, and haven’t grown tired or annoyed with me. I just.. Thank you, for everything that you have done, even if you did not realize it.

@razildor - Heh... I adore you so. I am not good with words, and I am honestly quite emotional right now.. But.. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart. For being there for me, for believing in me.. And for just being you. I love you so, so much.

@ass--sass--sin - Oh Trip.. You and your beautiful bastard have wormed your way into my heart, and I cannot get rid of you, no matter how hard I try. You are amazing, and I love you a lot. I know that these past few months have been hard, but you have many people here that adore you so.. Do not feel as if you are alone, you never are.

@crookedlydecaffeinatedprince - Jade.. You gorgeous, glorious human being. The first person that I ever roleplayed with on here. The man that I have come to consider a close friend, and I apologize for not interacting with you as much. I love you dearly, and I hope that you know that.

@boldxinxdeed - A new friend that I have already attached myself to. I am sorry to say this, but it will take a lot for me to let go of you. I quite like you, and enjoy our interactions immensely. <3

@maleficarnecromancer - Oh you sweet, innocent child. We have only just started to interact, and yet I have already adopted you. There is no running away now, you are now mine and I do not plan on letting you leave anytime soon. You are one of the sweetest people that I have ever interacted with, and I do not want that to change.

Mutuals That I Adore and Wish to Get to Know More:

@bellafaire-bellafine, @brokenbiirds, @ashabellenar, @elentelume, @onthesirenscall/ @lucernimaevaris, @crowbound, @mortedistelle, @vengefulandraste, @aurabcrealis, @mortepiacere, + most of my other mutuals but I’m feeling too shy to actually tag the rest. *cough* Anyways, thank you all for getting me here, let us continue to do good shit, hm? ^^

#De Magia {OOC}#{Bias List}#{TW: Suicidal Thought Mention}#{Seriously though... Thank you}#{ALL of you}#{GIF Warning}

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autumnpawtribe · 5 years ago

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Life is Crazy Part 3

What I write next was a catalyst for an event that changed my life. I am not sure if it is for the worse or the better, but life changing. Now, I want to make something clear, Xiao and I have a somewhat open relationship. I keep myself to Ven, Xiao, and Aret. Xiao has two lovers. With permission, and I reserve the right to watch. Hey, I know my kinks, ok. Xiao’s two lovers are my brother Jura and my ‘Uncle’ Jack. Jura and Jack are both a threat, hence the with permission, but I am really ok with it. Xiao’s a horny little thing and I admit, It means I can keep him satiated.

Jura’s come on to my mate, the first in my heart almost caused me to kill him.

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The Pandaren workers who knew him waved as Jura headed back to the mango trees he tended. He was around enough no one thought anything of it. Even his brother's waved, knowing he would be staying for dinner if he was there to tend the trees. He shifted to a raptor's form, his coloring showing his amani heritage as much as his greenish skin and wide build. He raced back to the mango trees, shifting back as smoothly as silk. He'd brushed out his braids and had one single red-orange braid down his back as he walked through the small grove. A few trees spoke to him, the family that occupying unknowing that the spirits of the trees liked them. They were not too happy about the small shrine to Bwonsamdi, but the Shrines to Gonk, Krag'wa, Vol’jin, Torcali and the August Celestials were welcome to them. The druid stripped his clothes, talking to the trees and thanking them for the fruit. He did this often enough, no one thought anything of it anymore. This time however the day was warm, the shade was nice and he fell asleep for a while underneath the shade of one of the taller specimens.

Xiao had made a habit of eating those mangos straight from the tree, loving the fresh taste of them; something Jura would assuredly know since Xiao would never pass up an opportunity to gush about them. He came out and was about to wander over to a tree when he stumbled upon a sleeping and naked Jura. The Pandaren squeaked quietly in surprise at the unexpected sight and tried to quietly tip-toe his way over to a tree to get a snack, hoping his initial squeak wouldn't wake him.

Jura opened an eye and sat up, stretching to the sky. Xiao would get a full view of Amani ancestry at its finest. Built square and wide, Jura had wide hips and shoulders, strong but not too long legs. He was trimmed in places, not as heavily built as Janaret, but he was not the long, lean and lanky of his younger brother. His hair, from the neck down at least, was trimmed and close, but enough there to show against his green skin. He was surprisingly unmarred by Tattoo, piercing or scar.

"Not very Quiet fer a monk, Mango Mon." Jura smiled, wandering over and not bothered by being naked in front of one who he called Brother-in-law.

Xiao offered a sheepish blush as Jura walked right up to him without a stitch of clothing. He'd gotten a bit more comfortable with casual nudity thanks to Vol and Aret, but Jura wasn't someone he'd experienced it from yet and his eyes couldn't help but to wander ever so briefly. However, he tried to remain chaste and pulled his gaze back up to Jura's eyes. "I did not expect anyone to be out here, so I was a bit startled. All of the training in the world can't keep me from squeaking, it seems. Well, when I am not in business mode at least. It never stuck passively for some reason, at least not when I am home and feeling safe." He cleared his throat and looked away and up at a mango still on the tree. "I was just coming for a snack, I did not mean to disturb you."

"Ja not disturb me. Ah come ta tend ja trees. An speak ta ja. Witout mah youngest bruddah en da mix, hmm?"

He reached up, grabbing some of the more succulent fruits from a higher branch and handing them to Xiao with a smile. "Ah got a proposition fer ja. Ah ask ja hear me out. Ja accept, an et be ok wit ja mates, ah be glad fer et. Ef ja not, well, dat be dat." He was being very intentionally vague at the same time as he was being upfront.

Xiao furrowed his brows a bit, seeming curious and intrigued. When Jura reached up, oh Celestials it had to show off his physique, the poor Pandaren blushing more noticeably as he forced himself to focus on the fruit and just the fruit as he took it from Jura's hand. He cleared his throat and nodded, looking up at the Troll's face again now, avoiding his body as best he could. "Of course, you know you can talk to me. Is everything alright?"

"Dat depend on who ja ask." He took a seat, his back to the trunk of a younger tree as he used his claws to slice open a mango and peel it. "If ya ask Someone what not be troll, den what ah ask be scandalous. Ja ask a troll, 'Cept mebe Sand troll, et just a tink. en ouah culture et not seen as a bad ting." he did not stop, taking a bite of the mango, just the other side of ripe and therefore sweet and a little soft. "Ah curious about ya."

Xiao seemed terribly naive about this, he always was when it came to the idea of anyone being interested in him. He began to quietly nibble at the mango and moved to sit down nearby Jura, leaning on the next tree as he ate his fruit. "Scandalous to be curious about what?" He asked curiously, still not following.

Jura picked at the fruit, a tiny bee lighting on his finger as he shared a little of the mango with it. It seemed to like the juice. "Ja slept wit Venya. Vol took 'is own bruddah as mate..." Jura's bright pumpkin orange eyes looked jade green dead on. "Et not unknown as a troll. Ah be hearin' Ja da one dat Venya come ta first, cuz even ef Vol da head da house, ja got just as much, ef not more powah ovah em. Ja ask fer anytin' an Vol give ja da sun an moon wit et. An ef ja took Venya ta bed, ja know 'is secrets..."

Xiao practically turned crimson as Venyabi was mentioned, not knowing that Jura knew about it. He bit his bottom lip, looking down at his mango and biting it to occupy his mouth. Can't talk with food in your mouth, right? Panda's gotta have an excuse for his silence, after all. He cleared his throat after a few moments and sheepishly looked over to Jura. "So... what is it you... want to know?" He asked, still not entirely catching on.

jura chuckled, feeding his little buzzing friend, a few other pollinating insects coming to feast as well. "How you captured the hearts of three trolls to take them all to mate. And I am not going to lie. At the end of it, If my brothers and Janaret don't kill me, I want to see how we get along." He'd switched to Zandali, putting a hand up. "I have a mate. She is carrying my second son. I know Venya told you about Matte. I also know you are not one to think you are worthy of being loved, a sexual being, and may not want to have a lover, but Either way, Vol will know we talked."

Xiao shook his head slightly. "Honestly, I have no idea. I am the lucky one that they love me and want me. I... still do not quite understand it, even now." He said quietly as he finally looked over at Jura. "You... are saying that..." He paused, shaking his head. "I cannot bring myself to be presumptuous because I feel incredibly foolish saying it because I feel like I can't be right..." He bit his lower lip harder, staring down at the mango now. "Can you... be more plain-spoken?"

"What do you not understand, Xiao Chun. Love does not always make sense. And I will break if down. I have been told I beat around the bush. I want to sleep with you. I find you sexually attractive. You have slept with two of my three brothers, that includes the one who gave me a son. Venya did not want me to take him as mate. He wanted Vol for a long time. I could not be with Vol because he and I would kill each other. I and all the other trolls, at least the male ones, on this little plot of land want to bed you. I am not saying I am in love with you. I like you, care for you a great deal. What I want is to have you as a lover, when you and I both feel the urge."

Xiao turned crimson again, offering a very sheepish smile as he looked the Amani over. "You... really?" He asked finally, biting into his mango as his eyes couldn't help but to look Jura over again, knowing what he knew now. He'd always thought the man was gorgeous, but he also thought he was straight. Needless to say, his eyes had always kept their distance out of respect. Now? Oh how they were wandering.

"Yes I Really." Jura laughed, a voice near as deep as Vol's. "Trolls are not monogamous. Most aren't. And many are pansexual. Sex is between friends, Loving, making love, going farther. That all creates lovers. And I KNOW you want to look. Your eyes keep flitting."

Xiao squirmed where he sat, the Amani possibly being able to see a small bulge starting to form in Xiao's pants as he looked the man over. "You are just so..." He trailed off, a noise of want and quiet desire escaping him instead. "Most people just see my people as... fuzzballs. It takes a lot to... get used to being wanted. Especially by someone so... just... so..." He trailed off, his eyes glued on him as his legs spread, staring at the manhood that was practically calling to him.

"I have slept with a worgen before. I am a druid, not raptari, but I serve Gonk. thankfully he gives a few gifts. Fur does not bother me, nor scales.”

"Vol will kill me if I touch without permission... but.." Jura whispered in a furred ear. "You want to be on all fours... I can smell just as well as my brother. I think I know something he doesn't." Jura smiled, pulling away. "He gets very possessive in bed doesn't he.. I know why."

Xiao shivered when Jura whispered in his ear, a breathless little moan actually escaping him and making his cheeks flush red again as he squirmed. "Wh-... mmh... Why?" He asked quietly, barely able to get out words, his breathing already slightly shaky with want.

"Because, while not feminine, he smells what I do. A mate in heat." Jura grinned, putting an arm around Xiao. "Vol trains raptors, animals. He has a very animalistic mindset. You, Venya, Aret, Tarja, Everyone in this little family, his little herd, flock what have you. He is the dominant male. I would swear if he had chosen to actually put his mind to it, he would have made a great druid. In my brother's head, you are his primary mate, and he is driven to breed that mate. That's probably why he was so damn excited that Kit made him those potions. And I bet he doesn't even know why he's so driven to be with you. Mentally, I know he loves you. Biologically. he wants to breed you and he's addicted to it." Jura whistled. "Gods and Loa, I need to be off this continent when you take those potions. He'll kill me to keep me off of you. He knows I'll try for it."

Xiao looked up at Jura as he slipped an arm around him, biting his lower lip as he leaned into the muscled Amani and practically moaned again just at the feeling. He was still breathing a bit hard, the desire and tension just rolling off of him. "I... have a smell?" He asked quietly. "Vol has mentioned being able to smell it before, I... just assumed he meant because I... well, I leak so much." He said quietly, blushing as he squirmed against the large Druid.

"A very good smell. You wear something with Sage... and Lavender I think. There is a ... I have never been good at describing it. It's like the scent of arousal. I am sure he scents you quite often. You are a drug he won't put down. Not that it's a bad thing mind." He took a sniff, knowing the pandaren was as hard as he was. "You smell to him like sex, and want and life. He serves a death Loa, but life comes with that. He met you.. and you two were in bed soon after and I want to bet he bit you to hold you still?"

Xiao blushed deeper, nodding. "Lavender and white sage is my signature scent. He always talks about... a different scent, when he can tell I am... in need. I always thought it was just my leaking." He said as he looked up at Jura with surprise. "We did, actually. I was... practically celibate when he met me, we were in bed the first night. I was astonished, I was never someone to fall into bed so quickly, but there was just something about him... and yes, he bit my shoulder, my neck... held me still." He shivered at the thought. "It was..." He shook his head, squirming again. "Breathtaking."

"And I would bet he claimed you as mate that night." Jura grinned, turning Xiao's face to him. He spoke softly, shaking his head a little as he looked into Xiao's eyes. "My brother has been trying to breed and mate your since the minute he met you. You broke him of that human's influence. He has not clue and yet he will care for you for the rest of your days. Long time since I have seen a true mating between males. Rare. happened with Zaita and I, but she is female and has a true heat. I'm going to suggest you only take Aret with you after your wedding night. Vol's going to murder any male around you that he doesn't recognize as his." The druid pointed out to where Honor and Valor were running around with the flock. "think of Vol and Aret as Honor and Valor out there. Honor and Valor have an understanding. Honor is at the top of the order in that pen. There is a female in there, Disa I believe. Honor favors her. He lets Valor mate with her. he killed another male that tried to mount her." Jura looked at Xiao, a little smile on his face. "Way too much about the inner workings of your mate's brain?"

Xiao listened closely, blushing a little at the words. Finally he shook his head. "Not too much, no..." He murmured, taking a slow breath. "Though I am wondering how certain exceptions fit in now, since I know of at least one. Maybe he is the only exception though." He said with a small shrug before letting out a breathy sigh. "I... am finding myself incredibly struggling right now, Jura..." He whispered, staring up at the large Amani he was leaning against.

Jura did something Vol did to Xiao, putting him in his lap. Crossing his legs, he held the pandaren close. "Exceptions and struggles. What bothers you."

Xiao squeaked as he was picked up, blushing as he felt the Druid's manhood against him through his pants. He couldn't help himself from pressing down against him, squirming and letting out a quiet noise of want. "Exception... ah... there is just someone who he definitely does not claim as his, but... he seems to be exempt from the murder rule." He shook his head. "The... ah..." He whimpered. "What bothers me is this..." He reached for Jura's hand and brought it down to feel the bulge in his pants.

"You want to feel it.. you want to know what it feels like...."

Jura stopped, held his head still, cursed and whispered. "I am going to ask you to save my life...."

There was a soft click and a large blue hand with a black glass dagger, pressed against the place on the back of Jura's neck that would end him instantly.. Vol'raka was fuming, purple with rage, armed, and very very dangerous. The feral growl that came from him was not that of any sort of civilized troll. It didn't even sound like Vol. It sounded like an animal, a very protective and dangerous one. Vol simply was not "there", Jura recognizing it enough that he lifted his hands up slowly and slowly put them down to his sides.

"Xiao Chun... please go stand under that Far tree..." He gestured to a very old tree a bit away. "He smells you.. you are mate and I am enemy. Treat this like a wild animal..." Jura was calm about it, calculating and holding very still, except for the hiss from Vol digging his dagger slowly between the bones. Xiao would see he also had his spear and long hunting knife.

Xiao paled when Vol appeared, a look of fear and panic in his eyes. His manhood instantly went soft as an anchor practically weighed down his heart. Aret would be able to feel this without a doubt through the link, whether Vol would feel or it was in a state to care was another thing entirely. Regardless, the feeling was one of utter sorrow, shame, pain. It was like a rock had replaced his heart and he felt unworthy. His eyes actually glistened a bit as if he held back tears. He took a shaky breath and stood, but he didn't walk away to the tree. Instead, he reached up, cupped Vol'raka's face, and tried to gently press their lips together. It was a kiss of love, desperation, fear, shame... everything he felt in the link multiplied. He loved Vol'raka more than anything and he hoped his touch would bring him back. "Vol'raka... please..." He whimpered, a tear finally falling down his cheek as he stared up at the rabid hunter.

Anger still radiated through the hunter, but he deferred to the pandaren, calming only enough to get between Xiao and Jura. The threat was still there, Vol gently moving Xiao away from Jura by increments.

"Move slowly Xiao..." Jura had not moved, holding absolutely still. "He won't lash out at you."

Rustling came from behind them, Aret and Venya running down the lane between trees and tackling the big and now feral hunter. Naddja came up behind screaming in same language that obviously Jura knew. Chaos happened as Druids screamed at each other, Aret had to sit on Vol'raka's shoulders and everything quieted far too suddenly. Even Vol was silent as death, Aret commenting that he hadn’t wanted to knock him out.

"Aret, grab his shoulders. Xiao, can you grab his other leg? Jura. get your clothes. Everyone into the bedroom Now. " It was Venya who barked orders, looking down at his brother-mate. "No one needs to watch this. Family business. You too, Naddja."

Xiao was hoping he'd have a handle on the situation and then suddenly everything went to shit as people came out of the woodworks and it turned into utter chaos. Xiao just squeaked and watched, tears falling down his cheeks silently, unable to move even as Venya asked him to help. This was all his fault, the guilt and sorrow pouring through the link like a tsunami. He wanted to run, to disappear, but he didn't have the nerve to make himself move one way or another.

"Xiao. He's not gonna stay like this forever. Left foot." Venya pointed to the appendage, Jura even obeying his eldest brother. Xiao would see Aret and Venya on his left side, Jura grabbing his right arm and the two bigger males grabbing his shoulders. They waited a bit for Xiao, Naddja walking up to him. "Cmon. we don't need him going psycho out here."

Xiao practically unraveled before their eyes. Despite how together he was at times, Aret and Venya specifically having seen his enlightened meditation, things of the heart could unravel him in an instant. He let out a sob and shook his head. "I-... I-I can't.... th-... this is my fault... I... I have to go... I... I have to..." He whimpered and before anyone could say anything else, a Chi cloud appeared beneath him and he flew away as his body visibly shook.

It was not Vol who was the predator right then. It was Naddja who shifted, turning into a rather small ankylodon. She huffed at him, using her head to push and herd the pandaren to the house. "Xiao. I am not scared of much, sweets, but when Naddja turns into a spiked rock and she has been baby sick all morning... you need to go where Naddja tells you." Venya would laugh, but maybe later.

Xiao was about to fly off when a sudden fucking DINOSAUR appeared and started butting him. He was so baffled and caught off guard that the only thing he could do was just follow, though still crying, but silently now. He didn't carry anyone, but at least he didn't leave.

Naddja on pandaren corralling duty, Venya picked up the other leg and threw both on his shoulder. He'd laid with the big hunter that morning, what was one more time with your face in your brother-mate's short and curlys? The three trudged into the house, Venya telling Pahre that Vol was having a bad day and to keep Tarja and Kin inside until one of them came to get them.

It took a while, but they got him into the bedroom, laid out on the bed, Aret tasked with stripping the big hunter down as Venya sat and pulled Xiao in his lap. "Ok.. What did Jura tell you."

Xiao was still shaking lightly in Venya's lap, unable to look up from where he sat. "What do you mean what did he tell me?" He asked, the weight in his heart still making his very soul ache, poor Aret (and Vol, though he may be still too out of it to feel it) being overwhelmed with the waves of pained emotions.

"Jura is very knowledgeable, but he has a tendency to speak too much. and ramble. Why did he run to get his weapons, Jura.." Venya was cradling Xiao in his lap, Naddja flicking her finger against Jura's ear.

"Speak up." Naddja was back in her troll form, round with baby and with arms crossed. "Spit it out!"

"OW fuck! I told him Vol's been trying to breed him, I showed him pack form and we got excited."

Aret groaned, Venya and Naddja vocalizing a collective "Fuck me..." It was Naddja who came her brother-in-law a look.

"You know they have a true mate bond, even as rare as it is and how your brother’s mind works and smells EVERYTHING. You didn't think before you basically advertised to him that ‘Hey! I'm a male who is not yours.. Your primary mate is here. Smells like Sex.. Come running!’ Jura, you are an idiot."

"I thought he was training raptors today!"

"I was training. I went to find Xiao." Vol didn't sit up, but he looked at his mate and smiled. "I love you." His face was gentle, soft and welcoming. Aret helped him sit up, Venya putting Xiao in Vol's lap as he curled around him protectively. "Aret, Venya, Naddja. Can I ask you to go to Binan and bring home an order of noodles?"

Venya nodded, grabbing Naddja and Aret. "Cmon, It'll take a while. Let's go order dinner for a while."

When they were gone, Vol didn't look at Jura, but kissed Xiao's tears. "I heard... you want to try him. You want to know."

Xiao was practically catatonic until he was placed into Vol's lap, looking up at the hunter with tear-stained fur. He was still shaking in his love's lap, still silently sobbing as pain and sorrow weighed in his soul like a boulder. He barely was able to whimper out words. "I... a-am so... s-s... sorry... Please... Vol'raka, I... I didn't... mean to hurt you... anger you..." To say he felt unworthy was an understatement, and even with Vol's look of love, his words, the kisses... the Pandaren was still an utter wreck.

"You didn't anger me, little love. I promise on the heart of our children. I am not angry. I .. Don't know what I was… why I reacted like that.."

Jura sat on the edge of the bed, sideways with one leg hanging off the edge. "Druid training would have taken care of that." Vol shot him a look. "Sorry.. Sorry. It was not my intention to cause harm."

"No, but you knew better and should have come to me first, idiot." Vol's fingers caressed Xiao's face, kissing him as he held his love, his mate close to his bare chest. "I heard part of what he said... Maybe its true." He smiled looking down and angling Xiao's tear filled face to look him in the eye. "Maybe I have tried to give you a baby since we met. Maybe that's why I felt like I cheated on you with Tarja's conception, even if it was before we were together. Before we met. Maybe when I do smell you, know you want and need and desire to be loved, I think of you as my mate, in heat, ready for me. I don't know. I know that I love you, that I am not angry. I acted out of protection. It hurts me more to think I could have hurt you." Vol's head dropped to rest against Xiao's. “I am ok with you wanting, wanting to explore" Vol pulled away, giving a dep, longing and loving kiss to his love. "I have other mates but you are first in my Heart, my Xiao Chun."

Xiao's shaking slowly started to lessen when he heard Vol wasn't angry, looking up at him with such pain still in his gaze. It was only when Vol kissed him so deeply that he melted into his touch and that sorrow started to lift away, if only slightly. "I love you too, Vol'raka... more than you could ever know. It..." He whimpered and buried his face against Vol's bare chest. "The thought that I hurt you... I have never felt such shame, such pain. Not from my father, not from anything... except my mother's death." He murmured quietly, hugging Vol weakly. "I never would have wanted to do anything without telling you... without talking to you. We were just talking and... things progressed and..." He shook his head. "Nothing really happened, but I should have talked to you first." He didn't seem to process that it was also at least partially what Jura said that upset Vol as well.

"neither of you did anything wrong. I just.. reacted. You.. my sweet beautiful perfect Xiao. You are my world. I have to remember, and you have to remember that I will kill for you. Jura is right when he says we need to only take Aret and I . Venya is our mate, but he will want to have babies with Naddja before you and Aret have a go. He's going to stay and take care of the farm." He held Xiao close, rocking him softly. "You can't lie to me. You want to feel it.. the knot, the tie... "

Xiao blushed now again, biting his bottom lip. "I always thought your brothers were gorgeous... it must run in the family. I just always thought they were both straight. First Venya, now... Jura tells me he wants me too. Not as a mate like Aret or Venya, just... to share intimacy and closeness... friends who are lovers. You know no one will ever be able to replace you. No one can hold a candle..." He murmured, tentatively placing a kiss in the middle of Vol's chest before nuzzling his cheek against it.

"Venya is far from straight, he's kinkier than Aret's short and curlies, more than he lets on. Jura.. you are what poly all the things?"

"I have Zaita to have children for me, other than that fair game. So long as they are of age, willing and not food. Gnomes and Goblins are out."

Vol nodded, giving kisses to his love, giving a tiny bite as he moved down the pandaren's neck. "I have no doubt Jura isn't stupid enough to try and steal you. You both are curious about each other. You won't replace me, I know better. We have our four now. If it is a one time, or a lover... I'm ok with it on a condition, Xiao Chun."

Xiao squirmed and gave a little noise as his neck was bitten. He squirmed and bit his bottom lip, looking at Vol and whispering quietly. "What condition...?"

"If you are together, you TELL ME first. So I don't run in like an insane murderous bastard." He looked Dead at Jura then. "And for you.. you come within miles of him while I'm trying to impregnate him, not even Zaita is going to have your children because I will be eating Mountain oysters.... Troll style.. None from the time that first potion is taken until you are wholly male again. So.. two conditions." He pulled Xiao to look at him. "Loa I love you, but soon I will not let any other male except Aret come close to you. Your children will be mine.

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And yes, it is still planned for Ven to stay home with the children while Aret, Xiao, and I are on the babymoon. Don’t worry, he’s getting to come on the honeymoon.

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