#might have angel change to a top for the next chapter tho

[hiwelcometothemonstersancturary]

i dont have much energy rn but im sensing a pattern where i somehow manage to find an excuse to make angel take their shirt off in moments of rest and honestly, yes, resting is the time to show off the tummy and cool binder.

[sweetescapeartist]

MY DBS MANGA CHAPTER 70 REVIEW

We learn in the last chapter that the Cerealian Dragon's name is Toronbo when Granolah speaks Namekian. Toronbo grants Granolah's wish but can't make Granolah stronger than the gods.

Here's the confusion I have... Goku is a mortal beyond GoDs so making Granolah the strongest mortal is making him stronger than gods. If you wanna say Beerus has been training and is now stronger than Goku, there's still a problem. It was said that Goku and Vegeta were stronger than some GoDs right before the ToP (but that might be anime only, so maybe it doesn't apply here). So Granolah is stronger than GoDs no matter what. If the gods that Toronbo is speaking of are the Angels, then that means Granolah is Ultra Instinct level of power since Goku is the lowest in Angel tier. But whatever. Bottom line is Granolah is temporarily stronger than Goku who may or may not be stronger than Beerus.

Granolah gets his wish granted and the cost is shortening his life... cool. Not much to say except let's see how its executed.

(I recently read that in DBXV2, during the Infinite History Saga, Videl is enchanted with Towa's Dark Magic spell by Dabura shaving off her life but granting her greater power. So granting power at the cost of lifespan has been done in DB before. Not in canon but in the games.)

Also, Granolah's life being shortened to 3 yrs got me thinking... Currently it's almost AGE 781 in the DBS manga timeline. Goku leaves to train Uub in AGE 784. We got 3 yrs left. The original manga shows Bulma said she hadn't seen Goku in 5 yrs. How I see DBS is that it is an alternate timeline that just happens to have a similar outcome to the EoZ.

So... why is Vegeta learing from Beerus again if Beerus isn't that strong now? Is Vegeta being like Krillin and continuing his learning from a master weaker than him, but gaining wisdom & knowledge? I-is Vegeta becoming Krillin 2.0?! (More like dollar-store Krillin)

I do think beerus got stronger tho. He seems very confident that Vegeta can get stronger from learning from him. Beerus probably saw Goku get UI then decide to train aftet the ToP

Anyways, Beerus is teaching us about hakai/destruction energy. Its erasing something from existence, not just destroying it (we already knew that). But, Vegeta quickly figures out how to do it anyways. By destroying a tiny pebble...

A tangent again but I personally think Piccolo is capable of easily learning Hakai energy. Think about it. Piccolo can create clothing out of nothing, why could he not do the reverse?

Goku is uninterested in what Beerus & Vegeta are doing. I dont know about you, but it sounds like Goku thinks that he's above Beerus in strength. Beerus & Vegeta aren't considered a challenge to him in any way. Goku sees UI as more important & better than anything Beerus has to teach, and Goku is right. Plus Goku learned Hakai on his own while Vegeta needs Beerus to teach him. It's a waste of Goku's time to learn it again.

(God Comics is funny. I imagine Toribot writes them)

Goku says "Let's see which one of us can be the strongest in the universe!" Really, Goku...? At present time, Goku is the strongest mortal in the universe already. He should know that. Then Vegeta for some reason thinks he will become the strongest in the universe. The last time manga Vegeta was the strongest mortal in the universe was... never. He's always behind Goku or whatever new opponent arises. This scene is meant to be comedic that they're arguing over who will be the greatest but it's not funny to me. And yet Vegeta fans still hold on for hope.

But why is Goku concerned about being the strongest between him & Vegeta? Goku is far above Vegeta. They're not rivals at this point. Also, Goku was the strongest in the universe until just a few moments ago. Goku should be saying "I knew bein' the strongest wouldn't last for too long. Roshi did tell me there will always be somebody stronger out there. Hehe! This is gettin' me excited! I can't wait to meet 'em!" (This would alsp parallel Monaito giving Granolah the same advice Goku already knows.)

Also, I guess Broly isn't that strong after all. Bye Broly, you served your purpose. And to think that Goku had said that he thinks Broly is stronger than Beerus...

Oh yeah. So Vegeta destroys a pebble. Impressive? Goku kinda gives a compliment or he is practically saying "Good job Vegeta! You're doing great following in my footsteps!" Seriously, this would be so much better and cooler if this seperate paths of training began right after the Universe 6 vs Universe 7 tournament. That would be the perfect spot to have them train under Beerus & Whis. [Vegeta using Hakai against Merged Zamasu, Goku able to fight Merged Zamasu temporarily because he is getting better at letting his body move on its own, Toppo & Vegeta using Hakai against each other as Goku & Jiren use power above GoDs. That would work so much better.]

Then Vegeta says he's gonna destroy bigger things soon... is that supposed to be more impressive? Its not. But this it to build up Vegeta even though there is nothing amazing about anything he is doing at the moment. Maybe later tho.

So Cerealians can't grow beards. Also I guess Granolah's race don't age? His hair grew when his lifespan was shortened but he has no wrinkles. It seems that they age more gracefully than Saiyans. If he has some wrinkles he would have looked cooler imo. Or those lines under the eyes at the very least. If the wish shortened his life & made his hair grow, it should have also showed that he aged. (Here's an edit I made of "Grampa Granolah." You're welcome)

And remember Vegeta destroying a pebble? Granolah can suddenly destroy big rocks! Cool right?! No? Its not cool? Showing Granolah destroy a much larger object right afterwards kinda belittles Vegeta's accomplishment.

Oatmil is surprised by a boulder exploding. This means one of 2 things. Oatmil is stupid & never saw an Granolah explode a boulder. Or it's implying that the boulder exploding is some technique Oatmil doesn't know of. Idk how he can tell its any different from just blowing up a rock with ki. I think it's supposed to be destruction energy. If it is then, ok. If getting his wish was so easy, then why can't he suddenly learn destruction as well?

Yay! Monaito! (This really should be a Namekian focused arc)

Granolah reminds me of Zamasu with his attitude a bit. Monaito tells him somebody stronger will definetly appear. Granolah has become like Vegeta and is over confident, so he is destined to get humbled. And think about this. Goku can probably train a bit and surpass Granolah within a week.

Granolah can now sense ki. Meaning he can have the destruction technique or UI, because why not?

Monaito blames himself for Granolah's actions. Its not your fault Monaito! You did nothing wrong! Dont be so hard on yourself.

Whis being a creep and peeping on people lol.

Granolah's hair growing was pointless because he cuts it off soon after. Nothing changed visually. This kinda reminds me of how Moro lost his arm. Goku gave him a senzu, Moro grew it back, & then Moro broke his arm when attacking Goku. Then Moro tore his arm off & reattached his old one. There was no need for Moro to grow his arm back then tear it off. Similarly, there is no need for Granolah to have grown long hair then cut it off.

Maki still brings a smile to my face. She & Gas stand out the most out of the Heeters. Maki's personality is kinda like Zangya combined with a teasing Bulma. Gas reminds me of a Krillin/Piccolo fusion with dreadlocks. I also ship Maki x Gas cause they're short and look cute together. (please don't be siblings so I can draw them together🤞)

Granolah fights Oil & Maki. I'm not impressed. They seem like they could be defeated by Chaoitzu (he's stronger than Raditz and probably Nappa now too). Granolah's movements could be seen as UI. If it is or isn't UI, it doesn't matter. Showing off that kind of power is like Goku using Ultra Instinct during a rematch with Nam or King Chappa. Its not effective storytelling. There had to be a better way of showing Granolah's new strength than making him fight opponents that give him zero challenge.

The art is good as usual and the panel flow is nice. Toyotaro is improving at creating the illusion of motion. The environment being used in the fight was smart and a good visual. Toyo still uses a ton of panels almost every page tho. But he's still a better artist than I am.

Granolah appears to have used Hakai again. Not the explosive variant but the sand variant (yes I think there are 2 ways of using Hakai).

The "Sand Variant" that Beerus & Goku (& maybe Granolah) have used.

The "Explosive Variant" Beerus & Vegeta (& maybe Granolah) have used.

Maki thinks the "Hakai" is magic so that's interesting. I would say I'd like for the next enemy to be a magic user but, we know how Moro turned out... 😓

Maki has "ki claws" & I like the idea but it would be better if she had used it against an enemy she can defeat. It doesn't make her look useful in this fight. Gas seems confident when he is about to fight Granolah, but Elec stops him. Gas would've gotten beaten but it make ya wonder what Gas can do.

Granolah appears to be a person that is easily manipulated and persuaded. He even gave information they weren't even asking for. He'll probably be easily convinced and manipulated by Freeza/the Hedters or quickly have a truce with Goku.

The Heeters plan to go to Planet Cereal to get the Dragon Balls. As I suspected, the Cerealian Dragon Balls were created so that it would be easy for wishes to be granted. Gathering 2 Dragon Balls on a nearby planet instead of gathering 7 on New Namek or Earth. Plus these new Dragon Balls ensures no interaction between Earthlings & Granolah/the Heeters. A perfect way to write Gohan & company out of the story... *sigh* 😔😒

We learn Cerealians live for 2 centuries. How's that compare to other races in Universe 7? Freeza & King Cold apparently can live more than 200 yrs, But that may be because they are mutants. Namekians can live for like 500 yrs & its possible for them to reincarnate themselves too. So in a way, Namekians can live forever. Saiyans stay youthful & live to be in their 80's, but rapidly age when they reach their 60's or 70's. Average Earthlings appear live to be in their 80's or 90's but some are over 100 yrs old (Dr. Briefs, Panchy, & Ox King are in their 90's in GT) and others can increase their lifespan through elixers or the Paradise Herb. Just some thoughts of mine.

Maki says "If he ices Freeza..." Ha, an ice pun. Elec wants to defeat Freeza so he can control his army. Its revealed they wanna kill Granolah & that they worked with Freeza to destroy his planet & race. Well... that more than likely means they're gonna die by Granolah's hand or Freeza's. This info is also an attempt to make the reader more sympathetic for Granolah. Granolah is too bland (pun intended) so I don't feel any more sympathy than I already had for him. Elec plans to make Goku & Vegeta fight Granolah since Granolah hates Saiyans. Smart but we all kinda expected it. Not bad writing tho.

The final panel talks about fate bringing the 3 (Goku, Vegeta, & Granolah) together. Sounds like a repeat of the Broly movie.

We've had 4 chapters in this arc & not 1 panel of Freeza... If Freeza doesnt appear & do something in the next chapter then I will be disappointed in the writing. Showing Freeza here and there would give tension and build up until we get the encounter with him. We also have no idea who Oatmil is. Is he an A.I. or a person? Not that big of a deal yet, but I would like to find out soon. Either show Freeza or tell us more about Oatmil next chapter pleaae

This chapter was like oatmeal (the food not the character) without butter, brown sugar, milk, & honey or raisins. Not bad, but not very good either. 

So here's my thoughts on the things that could or could not happen in this arc.

Goku vs Granolah. I don't care for the fight because the power is at a point that it doesnt make sense for enemies to get to without cheating somehow. The fight will look cool but I have no interest in it.

Vegeta vs Granolah will have Vegeta being stomped as always and Vegeta fans will make excuses & complain how it's not fair. A lot of Vegeta fans often make fun of Yamcha & Krillin for getting beat up even though those 2 bravely fight opponents leagues stronger than they are. Vegeta has gotten stomped by opponents more times than Krillin & Yamcha combined but the fans gotta deflect somehow. I don't care to hear or see the complaining again.

The interaction and dialogue between Granolah & Vegeta is going to be more interesting than their fight. But I worry because Toyo isn't the best at writing dialogue.

I have no reason to care about power growth, certain interactions, or Goku & Vegeta's training.

What I am curious about/want to see?

Monaito's well being. I want him to reunite with other Namekians. But I think he's been set up to die.

Lore about the dragon gods & Namekian lore we probably wont get.

I want Piccolo, Krillin, Gohan, & others will be involved. Piccolo because of the Namekian & wosh granting dragon lore. Gohan because his interaction with Granolah eould be interesting since Gohan is half Saiyan & views himself as an Earthling. Krillin & other Earthlings because they can bring tensions where characters like Goku & Vegeta can't. Those 2 are too strong for there to be any real tension. However Earthlings aren't all powerful so them using wits to survive is more exciting. But I doubt any of their involvement.

How long a Cerealian year is? Is it shorter than a Namekian year? How much time will pass for the Cerealian Dragon Balls to be active? How much stronger than Granolah will Goku get? Hopefully the answers aren't lazy...

Will Beerus finally fight somebody? There are 6 mortals that are near or above his power (Goku, Granolah, Vegeta, Broly, Freeza, Gohan).

Who's the villian of the next arc & what explanation is going to be given for them having power on the level of Angels? Angel tier fights don't sound interesting to me anymore. After those kinds of battles, Goku will have no challengers left.

Will Goku disappear to train or something so the story can TRY to match up with the EoZ?

Will Goten, Trunks, & Marron hit their growth spurts within 3 yrs?

Will we get spin-off manga about other characters? PLEASE!? 🙏

Also DBS moved too quickly when it comes to power. Now we're at the point that Goku & Vegeta need to stop being involved in fights for there to be any actual threat or tension. The Buu saga took place in AGE  774. After training for 4 years of peace, Goku thought SS3 & fusion was his limits as a Saiyan and he was right. Well, kinda... Goku was introduced to god ki near the end of AGE 778. Then in AGE 781, Goku masters Ultra Instinct... He mastered an Angel technique in 2 year or 2.5 yrs. That was waaaay too fast. As a result the storytelling & writing are suffering from this rushed progress. Now we're gonna have an Angel tier opponent? According to the pattern of DBS, Goku's gonna end up surpassing the Angels within 2 or 3 yrs after learning god ki. Thats not impressive for Goku, that's terrible writing. And no, Goku getting this strong so fast is not a benefit to Saiyans either. It just shows us that without god ki, Saiyans ain't all that powerful unless they're the legendary Saiyan like Broly. Saiyans didn't even have a concept of training until Goku was trained by Earthlings. Gohan, Freeza, 17, & I'm pretty sure Piccolo as well have all surpassed SS3 without the help of god ki. God ki makes Saiyans look like they have limits. With god ki, the writing is broken....

I got off topic again... Anyways that's the end of my review.

[novanekoma]

✨ 03. oh shit

           Your laugh echoed in your new office as you placed your phone on the desk, the grin on your lips refusing to leave due to the antics of your best friends. Tomorrow would be a night to remember indeed, your first night out in a very, very long time, and you couldn’t wait. Shaking those thoughts from your head for now, you returned to your task at hand.

Your first day was surprisingly going quite well, the commission president showed you where your office would be and since you were new, you would be working with the up and coming hero’s before helping out the top ten. A sigh passed your lips as you looked over the files on your desk, Shoto Todoroki: Pro Hero Shoto, Izuku Midoriya: Pro Hero Deku, Katsuki Bakugou: Pro Hero: Ground Zero, and Fumikage Tokoyami: Pro Hero: Tsukuyomi. These four would be your first project since they were the new recruits for the top 2 hero agencies and were just getting started with their public images.

           Shoto, Deku and Ground Zero all choosing Endeavour’s agency, while Tsukuyomi chose Hawk’s agency. Deku and Shoto had already fairly good public images, Ground Zero and Tsukuyomi were the ones you really needed to focus on. Ground Zero’s attitude needed to be shaped in a way that would appeal to the public and Tsukuyomi, while seemingly a sweet kid, did have a little bit of a scary quirk, even if dark shadow seemed like a sweetheart.

           You didn’t have too much you needed to do today, since it was your first day on the job all you really needed to do was study the pro hero’s and their agencies, seeing what plan might fit each. As you picked up Tsukuyomi’s profile, a page slipped from the thin manila folder. Your breath caught in your throat when you realized it was the page on Hawk’s hero agency, your eyes roamed the paper in front of you, God, you’d almost forgotten how handsome he was.

           Your fingers traced across the page, stopping at the familiar gold-brown eyes that stared back at you. A small sigh released itself from your lips, eyes tracing the fluffy blonde locks that framed his face, he looked the exact same as you remembered, just a little older with the faint stubble that growing on his chin.

           Your eyes closed for a moment, your mind going back to easier years, the memories of airborne kisses, and cool summer nights as you were tucked into a warm embrace, danced through your vision. Those were the days you felt you could touch the stars if you wanted to. Your heart sped up at the thought of those familiar mischief filled golden eyes and a flurry of red feathers.

           You knew it was inevitable, you worked for the commission and he was their favourite pawn, it was only a matter of time before the two of you crossed paths. Especially since you would be working with his newest agency recruit. Another sigh passed through your lips as your fingers toyed with the golden chain around your neck as nervousness creeped up on you. It had been a long time since you’d seen him last and things had been very different.

           Now you had a kid to think about, to protect, and to raise. Your eyes slid to your phone, face up on the desk, the lock screen showing some notifications and a picture of you and smiling baby Sora. You fingered the little golden feather on your necklace, dulled from the years of wear, things were just too different, too complicated and your life wasn’t yours to think about anymore.

           With a small huff of breath, you placed Hawk’s page face down on the desk and shook her head, willing for those golden pools to leave your thoughts. Now wasn’t really the time to think about all this anyway. You’d cross that bridge when you got there and today was not that day.

           You hoped.

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           Elsewhere, a certain winged pro hero had a sinking feeling in his gut. He had been informed by the commission president that a new PR manager had been hired and would be helping out him and his newest sidekick. Hopefully they’d be more competent than the last one.

           His fingers drummed impatiently on his desk, honestly he didn’t know what had him so riled up, but his feathers were twitching with anticipation and his senses were going crazy. He had been off all day, his thoughts plagued by the image Dabi had sent to the group chat the other day, the girl in Mt. Lady’s photos had been familiar, he could swear that he’d seen her somewhere before.

           Unconsciously, his fingers moved towards the thin golden chain hanging low on his neck, always hidden underneath his hero costume, and played with the small star charm at the end. Golden eyes slid over to the photo taped on the side of his desk, it was old, withered from age, but the faces smiling back at him were still as vibrant as ever. With a tired sigh, Hawks pushed from his desk, needing to get out of his office otherwise he’d drive himself crazy with his thoughts.

           Moving towards the large open window so he could take flight and clear his mind in the skies, a pinging from his phone caused him to freeze.

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notes: y/n’s got a lot on her plate, and a lot on her mind, a certain winged hero never truly leaving her thoughts! there’s a lot of history that we’ve barely touched on (and those matching necklaces tho)

notes: sora is literally y/n’s life, she doesn’t do anything without thinking about him first and Saturday night will be the first time that she’ll be going out for herself, but there’s no one she trusts more with his safety than Aizawa and Hizashi. Sora’s just excited to have a sleepover with Eri and his favourite uncles!

notes: the girls are ready to find someone for y/n, they know how hard she works and this will be the first time they’re all going out together in a long time! They gotta make it a good night! (girl deserves to be dicked down good)

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A/N- I changed this chapter so many times, but I’m actually fairly content with it! Next chapter is the night out! I hope you guys are ready 

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Seven Is Our Lucky Number - OT7 Story Chapter 4

(Gif Source - me) ((Doesn’t this gif really just capture the essence of JinKook’s relationship tho? hehe))

Chapter 4: When Seokjin met Jungkook

A/N: Ooh, a new pairing I haven’t focused on before! Sorry it took a few days more than I expected but I struggled to get my thoughts into words I liked. Hopefully, it was worth the wait.

Relationship: BTS X BTS (Seokjin X Jungkook focused)

Rating: G

Words: 3372

Fluff

DISCLAIMER (I always seem to have one lol): I don’t know much about the audition process for entertainment companies in South Korea, so I went with what I did know and kind of fudged the rest.

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July 12, 2011

When Seokjin was approached by the talent scout for BigHit Entertainment a few months earlier after being seen getting off a bus, he didn’t think he’d end up auditioning to possibly become an idol.

He’d then attended the audition for actors at the company and the CEO had asked him if he’d ever been interested in singing or dancing as well as his acting.

At first, Seokjin was taken aback and a little heartbroken, thinking that it was the man’s way of telling him he wasn’t talented enough when it came to acting. He’d spent a couple of years as an acting major at university already and he feared it was all going to waste.

The CEO quickly clarified that he was asking because he was looking for potential members of an idol group and something about Seokjin called to him (whatever that meant - Seokjin tried not to look into it that much). He explained briefly that he planned for this group to have a large acting element to it, much to Seokjin’s surprise.

In all honesty, the thought of becoming an idol had crossed his mind before. He knew that companies sometimes looked for good-looking young men and women first before they did talent (a hard truth for some to swallow). The idea hadn’t panned out simply because Seokjin could not dance for his life and his singing voice was average at best.

After listening to an impromptu performance of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star (yes, Seokjin really sang that - it was one of the only songs he could trust himself to remember all the words to in his nervous state) the CEO gave him a genuine smile and told him he thought he had great potential. He asked him to come back a couple of weeks later for the idol trainee auditions with a prepared audition song.

Seokjin was excited. He hadn’t necessarily looked at music as a possibility for his future before, but now that a potential opportunity had presented itself, he found himself falling in love with it. He worked tirelessly on his audition song for weeks, even asking his vocal coach friend to give him some tips to make his voice sound better.

The hardest part - surprisingly - was sitting in a large practice room at the company with about twenty others hoping to make it as trainees. Everyone was nervous, but some more obviously than others, and the aura of the room was sparking with anxiety. Most of the young men were in their late teens or early twenties, so the one boy sitting in the corner, obviously the youngest by a few years, definitely caught Seokjin’s eye.

The boy had a nose slightly too big for his face, baby fat still settled on his cheeks. He was staring down at his fidgeting hands in his lap, radiating nervousness. He was curling into his black sweater like he was trying to make himself as small as possible.

Seokjin felt a wave of protectiveness go over him, startling him. He’d always been the youngest in his family and mid-age in his friend group, so to suddenly have the urge to look after a stranger was certainly odd for him.

He found himself standing up instinctively and walking across the room to where the boy was seated separately from everyone else.

“Hey,” he began softly.

The boy’s head shot up and the dark bangs that had been previously covering the top half of his face revealed a set of large doe eyes. They sparkled and glistened brightly even under the unflattering fluorescent lights. He looked up at Seokjin like he was a predator about to eat him - a scared little bunny rabbit.

“It sucks that they’re making us wait in anticipation, right?” Seokjin took a seat next to the boy as nonchalantly as he could while still remaining a respectful distance away from him. “I’m super scared, and you looked scared too, so I thought maybe we could be scared together?” It wasn’t a lie - Seokjin was nervous too, he just managed to hide it better than most.

The boy’s eyes tracked his every movement tensely and Seokjin could swear he hadn’t even blinked once since he approached.

“Um...I...” the boy stuttered, eyes finally averting to his lap once more. “S-Sure.”

Seokjin smiled kindly, “I’m Seokjin. You can call me hyung, though.”

The boy’s baby cheeks turned pink, “I’m Jungkook.”

Jungkook appeared to be so timid that Seokjin briefly wondered if auditioning to be an idol was the right decision for him. Being an idol required some level of confidence and this boy hadn’t shown him one sign of that yet.

“How old are you?”

“I’m thirteen,” Jungkook replied, “How old are you, Seokjin-ssi - ah, I mean - Seokjin-hyung?”

The older had to bite back a fond smile, “Nineteen. What’s your favorite color?”

Jungkook looked a bit taken aback by the sudden random question but replied, “Ah...it changes a lot but right now it’s red. Yours?”

“Mine changes a lot, too. Probably...a light fuchsia or the color of coffee with seven creams and two sugars and a caramel shot.”

Jungkook briefly looked up at him with a mixture of emotions, “That’s...specific.”

“Mhmm,” Seokjin hummed, “What’s your favorite movie?”

“Iron Man,” the boy replied easily. “Yours?”

“I’m a sucker for any American classics - Gone With the Wind and Casablanca. What’s your favorite animal?”

“I don’t know...panda bears maybe. You?”

Seokjin pursed his lips in thought, “I’ve always liked alpacas.” Now that the ice was broken between them and Jungkook had relaxed a bit, Seokjin asked another question - this one a little more personal. “So, Jungkook-ah, what talent of yours brought you here?”

“Oh,” Jungkook blinked, “Um, my dancing. I’m not like great or anything but it’s really fun.”

“Well, I’m not much of a dancer myself. Or a singer,” Seokjin replied. “My handsome face got me here.”

Jungkook couldn’t help the chuckle he let out, “Hyung! Isn’t it a little narcissistic of you to say that?”

“Only if it weren’t true - which, clearly I’m extremely good-looking, so...”

Jungkook chuckled more openly this time, “You’re silly, hyung.”

Seokjin opened his mouth to say more but was cut off when a woman entered the room. She was the one who had escorted Seokjin to this room earlier.

“Hello, everyone!” she started, gathering everyone’s attention. “I hope you have worked hard to prepare your performances, whether that’s just for singing or singing and dancing. Now, I’m here to tell you about the next part of the audition.”

The next part? Seokjin furrowed his eyebrows. There was more?

“There are twenty-two of you here today, and the CEO would like to see short duets from you to see how well you can work with others. You can choose your own partners, and let’s try to be kind to each other, yes? You will be judged separately in the end. You’ll have two hours to prepare an acapella song before we call you in. Three of our vocal coaches are on their way here to assist you with anything. Go ahead and partner up and let me write your teams down.”

Everyone turned to look at each other with slight insecurity in their eyes at this sudden addition to the audition. Some of them - who were obviously friends - immediately grabbed onto each other in claim and headed over to the woman to get it written down..

Seokjin didn’t think twice before turning to a worried-looking Jungkook, “Do you want to be partners, Jungkook-ah?”

The younger eyed him with something akin to terribly hidden relief, “Yes, yes, please.”

The two of them stood up and waited in line to tell the woman they were partners. When they got there, she looked at them with a gentle smile. “Alright, Jeon Jungkook and Kim Seokjin. You guys are group number seven, okay? Remember your number for when we call you later.”

The next three hours kind of went by in blur thanks to the anxiety-fueled adrenaline running through Seokjin’s veins. He might appear on the outside as not all that bothered, but inside he did worry, especially because he did not like surprises.

What Seokjin does remember of those three hours was hearing Jungkook’s angelic voice. He was shocked when the younger had first sung, his voice shy but undeniably captivating. The boy had said earlier that he was at the audition because he was a good dancer, but he was obviously naturally talented in the singing department as well.

They worked well together as they fell into a more productive mood. They decided to sing a rendition of IU’s Good Day after Jungkook admitted to really liking the song. Seokjin knew of the song and couldn’t say no to the younger boy after seeing the obvious blush dusting his cheeks.

One of the vocal coaches was only able to help them for twenty minutes before he had to move on, but truthfully, Jungkook and Seokjin were doing really well on their own. Their voices harmonized nicely and fairly easily.

Before they knew it, the woman returned, giving the room of potential trainees a hopeful smile. “I hope you are prepared. I will be selecting a group at random and once you are in the audition room, you will perform both your solos and duets.” She looked down at her clipboard and bit her lip in thought for a moment. “Let’s go with group 4 first, please.”

Jungkook and Seokjin kept practicing with their extra minutes, holding their breath in anticipation when the woman came to grab the next group four more times only to let it out when they weren’t called.

“Group seven, please,” she announced finally.

Jungkook was shaking with nerves as he and Seokjin followed the woman out of the large room and down the hallway.

Seokjin nudged him with his own arm to get his attention. Large eyes rounded on him. “You’re amazing, Jungkook-ah, and you’ve worked hard for this. You’ll do well, I know it.”

“O-Oh,” Jungkook stuttered before breaking into a smile. “Thank you, Seokjin-hyung. You’re going to do great, too!”

The audition room had four company members, including the CEO, sitting at a simple table. The boys didn’t waste any time in starting, beginning with introducing themselves and then singing their duet. Jungkook and Seokjin kept glancing at each other for support during the song and it went off without a hitch. The judges liked it as well, complimenting them on their good work together.

Next came Seokjin’s solo audition. Jungkook sat in a chair at the side of the room and watched on with awe as his hyung sang his heart out. Seokjin didn’t feel like he’d done too badly, and the CEO complimented him on his astonishing improvement from the last time.

Jungkook had prepared a short song to sing as well as a short dance. Seokjin was immediately captivated by the younger’s sheer talent once again when the boy began dancing.

He moved to the beat and hit the moves so smoothly, his passion was easy to see. The confidence Seokjin had thought the boy lacked earlier was shown clearly now.

Jungkook gave a hopeful smile to the room once he finished, accepting a water bottle from Seokjin gratefully. The judges praised him for his natural talent and ability to remember the fairly complex choreography he’d performed.

Then, after a few minutes of the four judges talking amongst themselves, the CEO called Seokjin to stand next to Jungkook.

“On your own, the two of you are thoroughly charming,” Bang PD said, “Together, you sounded even better. You two have no doubt passed the test to become trainees, but I would like to offer you both another option as well.”

Jungkook and Seokjin glanced at each other in happiness and confusion at the CEO’s words.

“I’m in the midst of putting together a group, and I feel that the two of you would be a great addition to it. You’re both obviously extremely hard-working and talented and have a natural charm to you. That’s exactly what I’ve been looking for.”

Seokjin obviously knew about the possibility of joining the group from his last conversation with the CEO, but it appeared Jungkook didn’t. He was completely frozen next to Seokjin, as still as a statue with his eyes blown wide.

Bang PD smiled gently, “You don’t have to make a decision right now, of course. I’ll give you two pamphlets to take home today - one for more information about the group and what it would entail, and the other information about being a trainee.”

He handed both of them two large packages of paper clearly labeled exactly as he’d said.

“Jungkook, you will, of course, need to get permission from your parents. I’ll let you guys have a week to let me know your answer. We’ll talk about contracts then and such then. In the meantime, you can email any questions you may have. Congratulations on making it into the company.”

Seokjin and Jungkook both thanked the judges and Bang PD repeatedly, bowing respectfully a few too many times. Then they were escorted from the room and to the lobby of the building with their bags on their backs and their opportunities clutched tightly in their hands.

“See, Jungkook-ah! I told you that you’d do well!” Seokjin exclaimed happily. He gave the younger boy a proud slap on the shoulder.

Jungkook couldn’t seem to stop smiling. Seokjin got to see his full, genuine smile for the first time ever and it shined with contagious excitement and joy. He was only adding to Seokjin’s theory of Jungkook being a bunny as well with his two front teeth on show.

“We did it, hyung!” the boy shouted, the loudest the older had ever heard him. “And they want us to be in a group together! That’s so cool!”

Seokjin chuckled at the younger’s cuteness, “It is.”

“Thank you, Seokjin-hyung,” Jungkook then said, a little more serious. “I was really nervous here alone and you made me laugh and feel more comfortable.”

Seokjin waved him off, “Oh, that was nothing. I’ll always here if you need to laugh, I’ve got some great jokes up my sleeve.”

Jungkook giggled and scrunched up his nose - again, just like a bunny. “You’re a lot, hyung.”

“A lot of handsome, yeah.”

“Hyyuung!”

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Even though he’d known them for years now, Seokjin was always surprised by the amount of energy the maknae line had. He thought that maybe they’d calm down by their twenties, but he couldn’t have been more wrong.

He was currently leaning against the mirror in their practice room, watching Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook goofing around like idiots. They were wrestling each other to the ground rather roughly, but Seokjin only heard laughter from them so he guessed they were enjoying whatever it was they were doing.

As he took a long, refreshing gulp from a bottle of water, he thought about how different Jungkook was from the boy he’d met all those years ago.

This Jungkook was no longer short and lanky, but tall and muscled and toned. This Jungkook had grown into his nose and had lost that baby fat from his cheeks. This Jungkook was a far cry from the shy, rather insecure boy he’d once been - mostly thanks to Taehyung. The true difference was perhaps not Jungkook himself but Seokjin’s feelings towards the maknae. Where it had begun as a brotherly affection, it was now full-on, indisputable romantic love.

Even though a lot about Jungkook had changed, there were things that this one and thirteen-year-old Jungkook had in common. Such as the bright doe eyes that glittered like stars in the night sky, or the little stutter and lisp to his words - though, the stutter and lisp were now more due to excitement than nervousness.

Seokjin was startled out of his thoughts when Yoongi slumped down beside him. “Do they even know what the word ‘relax’ means?” he grumbled, obviously referring to the ever-energetic maknaes.

“Nope,” Seokjin replied. “It’s best to just let them keep going until they drop from exhaustion.”

“So,” Yoongi said, “What were you thinking so hard about over here?”

Jin glanced back over at Jungkook who was currently holding Jimin in a headlock with one arm and tickling Taehyung’s stomach relentlessly with the other. “Just the differences and similarities of the Jungkook I first met and the Jungkook I know now.”

“He’s grown a lot taller but he’s still a brat,” Yoongi replied, though there was an undeniable fond tone to his voice.

“He sure is, but he’s matured so much emotionally.”

Yoongi nodded in agreement, looking over at their youngest boyfriends as well. “I can’t imagine what things would be like between us all if Taehyung hadn’t broken him out of his shell.”

“He might still be changing in the bathroom with the door locked.”

The two of them thought about the shy boy from what felt like so long ago, yet also not so long ago. When Seokjin and Jungkook had first joined the team, Jungkook was beyond closed off. He could goof around sometimes with them, but mostly kept to himself and regarded them more as work acquaintances.

It wasn’t until Taehyung came into their lives and essentially forced himself past the boundaries of Jungkook’s closed-off shell that that changed. Taehyung didn’t waste any time connecting with the maknae and before they knew it, Taehyung had his arms wrapped tightly around him - both metaphorically and physically. Taehyung slowly helped Jungkook open up to the others as well and was a large part of the reason they were all together today.

“Hey, hyung!” Seokjin and Yoongi both instinctively looked up at Jungkook, who was standing victoriously over a panting Taehyung and Jimin. “Do you want to see a girl group dance I’ve been working on?”

The two oldest Bangtan members chuckled and nodded. “Sure, Kookie,” Yoongi answered softly.

Jungkook immediately connected his phone to the speakers and began blasting Twice’s newest song More and More. He started in on the choreography effortlessly, imitating the movements without any hesitance.

Jimin popped up from where he’d previously been laying nearly dead on the floor as the chorus approached so he could join the maknae. Taehyung was still too tired from Jungkook’s wrestling and tickling to do anything other than cheer them on and giggle every once in a while.

“His confidence has certainly sky-rocketed since trainee days,” Yoongi remarked.

Seokjin hummed in affirmation before biting his lip. “Do you remember that Jungkook and I did a duet at the auditions?”

“Yeah, you mentioned it before I think.”

“Well, we were given group numbers when we did.” Seokjin looked over at Yoongi pointedly. “Do you want to take a guess which number we were?”

Yoongi narrowed his eyes suspiciously, “No way you were number seven.”

“We were. Group seven,” Seokjin confirmed.

Yoongi sighed thoughtfully, “Our lucky number seven shows up once again.”

“Do you believe it’s true, then?”

“I mean, the universe keeps showing me evidence and I can’t ignore it forever,” Yoongi replied with a shrug.

“I guess so...”

“Seokjin-hyung!” came the familiar whine from Jimin. The younger was walking over to them. “Stop being a party pooper and join us! I know you can’t resist performing Girl’s Day’s Something!”

Jin reluctantly allowed himself to be pulled to his feet, but not without whining, “What about Yoongi?! He’s being a party pooper too!”

Jimin snorted, “Hyung, we both know Yoongi-hyung doesn’t move unless absolutely necessary.”

Well, Seokjin certainly couldn’t argue with that.

He gave a smirking Yoongi a wave goodbye before he joined Jimin, Jungkook, and Taehyung as well now, in their impromptu dance cover.

They killed it, of course. Like always.

Yoongi also definitely filmed a video of it on his phone and sent it to Namjoon and Hoseok who weren’t there that day to see it.

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A/N: It’s really hard to incorporate the number seven in ways that wouldn’t be easily remembered but I hope I’m doing an alright job.

Comments and likes reassure me that this fic isn’t too terrible lol. Constructive criticism is always welcomed as well as I want to become a better writer.

Stay safe and happy <3

[screechingtrashcalzonewombat]

"Apopalictic Astral Asending" Reavaluate disassociate my self worth...

The galaxies have birthed an uncontrollable being ....

I've feel as tho Ive seen myself split in two ..

Witch side do u wanna see if ur lucky I'll let you choose .

Cause in the end I loose..

One of hate one of love could both be from up above..

Or down below ...

I've began to show signs of delusions as half my mind goes an tells me it's only mild confusion. As my body fights my brain an heart to escape theys terrible illusions.

Yet the other half tries to start a fusion of body an mind an all the suddently my thoughts are no longer mine..

But a evil so Divine that its wound it's way threw time itself I've fealt the damage the energy dealt. I've yelped in anquish an pain been stuck for 7 long years in the rain with nothing to gain .. I can barely fathom to explain im not fully on earth I'm on another astral plane but i fear i flew out of my lane I've gone insane never wanted fame Ever fealt like bat man I mean oops Bruce Wayne. Nah fuck hes spoiled a wet rat infact I'm more like hulk duck when I'm near i wearly see I'm drowning inside my mind but no one can hear my dear I fear I've lost control again but cant compute I've been booted out of the system I've clawed hit an kicked to try to get to the top but i outta of known I've been ripped an thrown from my throne ive been shown what this beast can do but who woulda thought a demon bought my soul ..a jackal a goul.....you'll see me shift into numbness I suposse it was my own dumbness for being to open now cause of me my body an mind are broken an stole. as I weep an shutter an i try to speak but only stutter I found myself weak in defeat ....as ik this demon reaching its peak will plunder an pillage the town I've found I'm bound to this beast nowhere to run not north south or east I can run it will feast on my soul until the end of time ..

For diamonds cannot compare to the rarity of a soul nor a bowl of Ruby's an jems rolled in gold .....

A bold statement you say........

.. theres no ray of light here they stole it away buried it in your mind but how can u define being locked trapped in yourself ...

You've dealt your own fate ...

Wanting ansers u dint deserve ..

Did you like your just dessert's...no?

Dose it hurt ..... After you itll kill children's childhood freinds like bernie & eart ....whent bizzirk an bashed there brains makeing bloody rains

curking on everyone with cutlery forks an knifes* slice *cook big bird with chives after I've shanked him 900 times... 100 more woulda been devine serve him drink to dry alone cooked an ripped him to the bone but not quite alone u may not be home inside but u can still watch...I thought I taught u better than to close ur eyes dont beg or look surprised look away an I'll adopt another stray to do the same a slow sweet death cure's my hunger anyway

.the wines innocents blood bitter sweet to the taste of the tounge

no one thought it capable I seemed...looked ...so young..

They dint know it had just begun it wasn't me but the evil half committing crime with glee an fleeing repetavidly revealingly images to my mind of times & crimes so sickening I thought I'd die forever scetched seered into my mind .binded with no power as one towers over you using your power you cowar for how dose one define the disasbalment of there an every defined mind while ur inner demon dines on flesh making a mess of your vessel you cant even wrestle your way to the light to stay only break down in defeat that your so far away you've became an internal mess cant even stand on ur feet the beast has u chained in defeat u cry an apologize looking for answers as of how to stop.....an then...you hear a voice .." you outta stayed silent instead of talk back. U shouldn't of complained do u still think ur life used to be pain...... . Ur a sack of shit ur wit is less than that of an ant not to rant but I'm not done yet I have ur soul now I'm never letting go no no no I have plenty more so much to show many souls to reap an emotions to subdue after all u said yes.....

...did you forget ur the one who started this.

mess ......you dressed your mind with fantasy an fiction word to the wise never mess with other worldly friction an your itching for a way out but I doubt ull get there before the end of time .after all you had a devil an an angel on ur shoulder an you chose wrong this time. Only took 666 times but I'm patient an always waiting for 6 years hating an burning flesh waiting for a prayer a call after all Lucifer was once an angel an the most beautiful you just dint get to see from what angle he had beauty wrath an determination but u humans resulted in his isolation incarsorason. So now we will end up being humanity's enialation when were done there entire selves with evaporate for the demons have released self hate to pro create creatures in confidence we annihilate the fate of the human race at least the trace slight like us able to bust threw dementions so weve mentioned a start to find the inordinary soul an heart ......humanity was doomed from the start.. you stole our purpose our reason to be......humans sit in sin an glee.

Your humanitys Pride is overbearing never genuinely caring ..

Greed is sweeping the nation its reached ever state an it's got a hot heaping plate of corruption for mankind's consumption greed is grotesque in its steps of the darkest quest to corupt ur mind an want. .want..want until that's all you are is wanting more

Lusting over losely draped garments you've tarnished ur soul .

Envy of what you do not posses but for all you know that information an life would make you a mess but ud still test ur envious tendencies.....

Glutton glutton what have you gained it's not knowledge no for it's to plain rather glutton uve found a urge that wont go away....

Wrath an vengeance blood draw too no one stops till some dies him or you....

Sloth last but not least cant forget you cause uuuh wait what that fuck do u do....you sleep an sulk sit slither out of simple tasks an that's why ur not 1st no ur last like humanity just ask ....

So soon the day will draw near the the number 4 is what you should fear our dear old freinds were sending up for a visit so they can reddit ur fate for each a horse an a trait the first out the door with bow in hand riding a white horse with bow in hand

..

Conquest the start of the final test leading the restthere dark version of light on a white stallion he leads the way an soon will follow hades anyway.

War was next on a red steed he rode prepared to purge an quench new blood for the wars an battels would just begin brother against brother an close of kin witch to win?

Famine foe of all on a black horse with the courses hair so fair merely bone but dont let his appearance fool you hes for he is full devouring your greed taking away everything you want or need an now ur rationed to nearly starvation stretching farther than destination world wide sensation...

Pleage reaper of souls slowly apears steadly trotting riding a very sickly steed looking pale an almost gruesome green with sores an sickness best keep a distance. For he shall be the bringer of death an reap you all one by one to the four you shall fall...

Will you be spared are you true....

Are you happy with your life what did you do...?

Rapture no you still must die.....

Say good by to this earthy chapter theres so much more that manifest after.

But only your earthly husk must rust an fall your all energy of grate mass....

It's time to take the task of self evolvment an enjoy an enlightened installment

this world was just step wrench ur third eye wide open an accept the token of eternal life.

Grinded it to atoms a flash of dust all together ur a self fulfilling must memory pass u in a rush.....

. sudently ur bodysuit is gone ....

But it dint felt like it quite belonged.

You were 7 grams of light matter to be exact an sudently you've cracked the atmosphere ..steering energetic waves my metal psyche caves to the new information flying threw stars consolations.

Suddently speeding at the sound of light the stratosphere seems to disapear ..

My fear is gonewithout a trace an freedom transferred in its place

but am waved in infatuation to find out about out true destination...

Restoration of the soul the goal of a higher self being achieved as I crash into the sun 1500°

I feel a warmth like no other each being hues of light I might of missed earth if not I heard a voice but a mental push no need for speech just thinking it shall be done said by the the brightest in the sun.

Rejoice at last but ur journeys yet to pass ..

This is merely were you start ....

Our flames grew high with frantic waves not wanting to give up the new life we were just gave

Suddenly our flames grew dim as we felt a swirling deep from withn sudently the surface of the sun turned to tin an bent in a cracked an caved with itself our time an space sending us ascending in alignment the same assignment.

Because the sun has begun to change ina twisted way a black hole some could say.

As all of our astral beings were ripped an tore apart at the seams we all merged an formed one all knowing creative being an sudently everything I've know has little matter I'm past a point of human chatter i understand infinity the holy trinity I down in the milky way an experienced every life I've relived it twice I've spliced my genetics into over 2000 million beings I've seen good an bad in between experienced every tragedy to build my strength an studyd every thesis an theory thread an chain nearly drove my vessel insane even took knifes threw my veins in anger yet it failed I was just a trailer.ive seen love hate an anger

Comprehension compasing many others I have love an understanding past many beings there anger seems to brush by me cause I'm with 2000 souls an minds that have formed one to reach a state I can medidate in the milky way an force your negative away .

Our astral self has accumulated complete power an understanding by costuming to our full potential our old body's merely a rental.

Gentle at first then bursted into power showered in knowledge I know now much that I wondered before but now I want more an I've thought till I an 2000 shared beings head hurt cause my girth of knowledge will now never be enough it's tough cause now I must find .... how to ascend again but for now i must defend my vast mind defind crime ...?

Keeping 2000 vast voices locked away so I can focus an try to learn anyway leaning in to vast places is I the 1st 2nd or 3rd or other many plains I cant quiet place I'm traveling threw them all searching for everything I couldn't before .

This life isent like the countless other this life I like it has interesting teathers

I've surpass Angel's an there feathers an vison of a hawk.

I've surpass demonds and there demonic temping talk ..

I've walked on water as I was ripped apart an I felt my self rebuilt every cell of my being got hit with rods of power lightning not even myself can fight me god like abilities the universe as built in me theres ben a spiritual shift a tilt in me somthing generations of DNA sprawled out in a numerical display my old life experiences is the price I pay so that I can be god even if only for a day

I think I'll sit an think somewere in the outter spink of the universe I've cursed myself with knowledge an now I'm aware step into my astral space....

If you dare...

[butterflyheart-me]

My Top BL online stories (part 1)

Warning: There will be very naughty scenes 

1.  I never knew the World was this Bright

Theme: Online Gaming, School/College Life

Synopsis:

An Lian never thought he would make friends online when he started playing Red Dragon Quest for the first time. But as it turned out, he finds more than a friend... He finds a husband!

Little does An Lian know, this 'husband' in game is much closer to him in real life than he first suspects...

At the same time, in the real world, An Lian encounters a man named Jian Chen. An Lian remains oblivious to Jian Chen's advances until it is too late, and he is already too deep in the lion's den.

My thoughts:

Very Fluffy, some angst, it really makes the world bright. The MC is such a cinnamon roll while the ML is so protective of MC. Very cute couple

Side couple is super cute too. It was a nice surprise. Supportive friends FTW

2. A Lotus Born of Mud

Theme: Transmigration, Cultivation, Disciple x Master

Trigger Warning: contains sensitive themes such as child abuse, rape and self-harm

Synopsis:

"Lu ShiZun... I like you."

"I like you too XiaoYin."

"... My kind of like is where we'd tumble in bed all day all night kind of like ShiZun..."

*ferociously runs in the opposite direction

...........................................

 Lu BiMing was born in the modern ages. However due to orphaned and adopted by cruel people at a young age, his life was as miserable as any life could get. When he finally escapes looking to start a new life he slips up and drowns.

 Whilst in JiangHu lives a man has money and reputation.  He is murdered... by drowning...

 Lu BiMing's life changes after he wakes up in another body. Now he really has literally found a new life where no one knows of his past, his secrets or his fears. However, with a new body comes responsibility too and he soon discovers that twisted secrets exist in this world also.

 He goes out of character,

 He bends the rules,

 But most of all, he's caught the eye of a troubling disciple...

My thoughts:

The MC is very naive and adorable but he’s not weak. He can protect himself. He’s just very dense and unable to realize how attractive he is. He has a very sad life but he still have the strength to fight and make himself and other people he care about happy. 

ML is like a little lost puppy without his master. He can be sexy yet cute at the same time. He is very possesive to the point that he’s showing yandere-ish actions. He’s still sane tho. 

The story itself is very detailed. The characters aren’t one dimensional. Full of gray area. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry and in some cases you might get turned on

3.  I Love You from Alpha to Omega

Theme: Fantasy, Werewolves/Werecat

Trigger: contains scenes of abuse, PTSD

Ezra believed he would never find his mate, until he met Blair. While Ezra was away, training to become an Alpha strong enough to lead his pack, his mother and father adopted a new son into their home. When Ezra returnd home, he worried about competition from his new brother, Blair, for both his title and his parent's love and affection. It comes as a complete surprise to him that Blair is interested in neither. The small, skittish shifter is just a little neko, and above all, Ezra's mate.

    Ezra becomes concerned when his parents, the current Alpha and Luna of his pack, explain to him what little they know about Blair's devastating past. At first Ezra believes his only obstacle is to get his mate to accept him, but as Blair's previous life comes to light, blindsiding the couple, Ezra realizes he may have bit off more than he could chew. Ezra hopes his unconditional love for Blair will guide him in his quest to avenge his mate's honor. Follow Ezra and Blair as together they learn to trust in each other and develop a relationship unlike any other.

"I love you."

"How Much?" He breathlessly questioned.

"From A to Z, from Alpha to Omega." I confessed sincerely.

My Thoughts:

Very sensitive themes but you can really see that love exists between the main characters. It’s a little slow burn romance due to Blair’s past but you can really see how Ezra tries to become patient and understanding for his mate. I like that this story involves other kinds of love such as family/ parental love. Ezra’s parents are just the best. So pure.

2MOONS (Phayo/MingKit/ForthBeam) :

1. Last Descendant 

Theme: Fantasy, Magic, Kinda Avatar: Last Airbender inspired

Summary/ Description:

My name is Wayo Daichapanya. I am a non-magi. I can't seem to awaken my elemental powers. I envy my brother Ming who has awakened his earth magic since he was 5. He is going to go to a college in neutral lands so he can join the Wizards Rumble, a tournament of magic users. He is a powerful earth magic user, I believe he will win. I decided to come along with him to that college because I am quite attached to my brother. I always feel safe when I am with him, I can't imagine going to a different college.

I feel like someone has been stalking me in the college, but I can't seem to find who it is. Who is stalking me?

My thoughts:

Wayo is so such a cinnamon roll. He’s so lovable and innocent. Phana is such a bad ass here and also a possessive perv. 

TONS of MINGYO BROTHERLY cuteness!!!!!!!!

Mingkit is such a cute couple. Literally Fiery Kit and the adorable puppy Ming its just so funny

ForthBeam= trust issues storyline, mostly Beam’s. A very romantic Forth here. 

2. Two Planets

Summary/ Description:

He takes off his mask and what I see next is beyond awesome. Perfect face! He is so handsome. There is no way he is from Earth. Well, he is from Venus. His name is Phana, from the royal family Kongthanin.

My name is Wayo, from the royal family Panitchayasawad. Both of us got chosen as our respective planet's representative to enroll in the Intergalactic School. There will be other students from other planets too!

It has been my dream to know about other planets! But wait. Why is P'Pha holding my hands like this? This is in the school! This is embarrassing! *facepalms*

This story tells about Phana and Wayo, along with their friends from other planets in the Intergalactic School. Phana is from Venus, while Wayo is from Earth. What is about to bloom between the two planets?

My thoughts:

PREPARE TO DIE FROM EXTREME FLUFF AND CUTENESS. Sweet and loving yet possessive and perverted Phana X Innocent and lovable Prince Wayo

I just kept smiling while reading every chapter. THEY ARE BOTH CINNAMON ROLLS HERE! PLUS Phana is NOT A PLAYBOY here! He’s a virgin here.

There will be cameos

3.  Howling at the Moons

Theme: Fantasy,Supernatural, Werewolves, Omegaverse

Summary/ Description:

Yo is a young werewolf who wants nothing more than to experience life. To live, laugh, and love beyond the restrictions he has always known. Will college be his chance to do that?

 In a world where werewolves exist but are still 'in the closet' so to speak, how will our 6 boys handle their lives and loves while hiding one small secret from the world?

My Thoughts:

Very sweet loving couples. Full of Suprises. Cute funny scenes between the side couples (MingKit/ ForthBeam). MINGYO FRIENDSHIP FTW!!!!!! Very smexy scenes. 

4.  Taking a Bite Out of the Moons

Theme: Fantasy, Supernatural, Werewolves, Vampires, Fae

Trigger: School Bullying

Summay/Description:

Wayo is a simple human boy trapped in a lonely little world, until he makes friends with Ming and Forth, werewolves from the local pack. What adventures will they experience on their journey from secondary school students to college kids? And what awaits them at college?

 In a world where werewolves, vampires, and Fae exist and are 'out of the closet' so to speak, can our six boys find happiness and love?

My Thoughts:

Tons of twists and turns. Some light smexy threesome scenes but not all the way. There were actually scenes that made me cry. There will be character developments especially Wayo, Kit and of course Beam. 

CRACK/ GHOSTSHIPS

1. TEARS OF THE MOON (Forthyo)

The storyline is similar to 2moons but with Forth as lead

Summary/Description:

Ming being Ming  told me surely I had misunderstood and I so wanted it to be true, so I gladly accepted this point of view  although I knew without a shadow of doubt that I  had not misheard neither did I misunderstand.  That  night I chose to lie to myself  since I was not  prepared  to let go of P' Pha.

My Thoughts:

Seriously ship Forthyo here. Healthy relationship!!!

2.  Circus Freak (Mingyo)

Theme: Vampire, School Life

My Thoughts:

Sweet, lovely. Classic Besties turned Lovers with a twist

3. Guardian Angel (Mingyo)

Theme: School life

Summary/Description:

Ming blinks. This is this frist day in his new school and he has to witness a kid being hanged upside down in his one feet up the tree.

A thick glasses are dropped on the grass.

"Hey, do you know where the principal office is?" Ming asked him.

"Uhm. I want to show you but my sight is no use without my glasses." He said. His braces is colored blue.

Ming get the glasses from the grass and put it in the boy's eyes. Still with him hanging upside down.

He blinks several times to get used of the sudden clear sight. "Wow. You are handsome."

Ming blinks several times. "Wha...t...."

"There...." the boy points at one of the dirrection.

Ming blinks. "Why don't you just show me?" He said.

"I would like to, but if you haven't notice yet, I am hanged upside down here." He said. "Beside, you better not seen with me. You'll get trouble."

"Like what?"

"This."

Ming blinks. "Yeah... maybe my trouble would be much bigger than that. But hell with that." He puts down his back pack and then climbs up the tree.

Not long after, the boy with glasses and braces hit the ground with a loud thump sound.

Ming laughs. "You are so silly."

My Thoughts:

Bad boy/ Naughty Ming x Openly gay and sassy Wayo. Daddy kinks

This is all for now. Sorry all of them are on wattpad. the ones from other sites such as novelupdates are still ongoing so i couldn’t complete them yet

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Heaven Review

Final Rating: */***** or 1/10

The angel Bethany and her mortal love, Xavier, have already pushed the boundaries of Heaven with their relationship. In this conclusion to the Halo trilogy, the two take their love to the next, forbidden, step: They marry.

At a time when they believe nothing will come between them again, they are faced with their most daunting challenge yet: the Sevens, a military order of angels designed to maintain balance in the universe. These soldiers won't stop until their job is done - capture the wayward angel and send her home.

Secrets, exile, and unexpected allies flavor the rest of this intense love story and adventure.

Beth discovers there is only one way back to earth, but the cost is higher than she - and readers - ever imagined. If she can survive, she can prove to Heaven and Earth that there is nothing stronger than the power of love.

Heaven by Alexandra Adornetto is the Spider-Man 3 of all books and that is probably the highest praise I can give it considering I did enjoy Spider-Man 3. 

I can’t believe I finally finished this fucking trilogy and HOLY SHIT this book was. A ride. A wild wild ride. I cannot put into words how utterly stupid, bad, and unintentionally hilarious and entertaining this book is. Drama after drama unfolds, none of it really sticks or is really connected to... anything. There’s actually quite a bit of action, but since the main characters are so hateable and nothing connects to anything it feels almost like some sort of terrible action movie. But I understand... books are hard to write and how do you write a good conclusion for a terrible series? 

Well, you don’t.  

Now, is this book more hilarious and entertaining than Hades? In some ways... yes. Yes it is. However, unlike Hades, which was just hilarious throughout for the most part, this book does have some incredibly boring and just painfully stupid parts that remind me of the entirety of the first book. 

Heaven goes out of its way to cram even more religion down your throat. It tries to be even more offensive than the previous books combined. The author tries so so so hard to make these bland characters get on soapboxes as much as she can so they can spew utter nonsense about everything in general. This book is homophobic:

“Marriage is an indissoluble covenant between man and woman” -Gabriel 

(Yes the above is a direct quote)

It’s also transphobic: 

“Billie?” “No way, she’ll be gender confused.” 

(They’re discussing baby names. So I guess if you’re a (cis) girl and named... Billie or Riley you’re gender confused according to this author. As if that’s how it works at all) 

Aaaaand like the last book, the only PoC character is a black angel who’s the main villain. He’s also the only actual attractive character in this mess as well. I guess it’s good she... finally gave her meager PoC character an actual ethnicity? Hemiel is described as being black while Asia, from the last book, is just dark-skinned and ambiguously PoC. Of course, this is a double-whammy here... only Hemiel’s race is described throughout the entire book. And he’s the leader of the group of antagonists. Of course.  Instead of just writing in PoC as people or just not touching the matter and allowing people to imagine the characters however they wished, all the PoC characters in this series (which amounts to two...) are honed in on and specified having a darker skin tone.

I also feel as if this book is offensive to like... every normal Christian out there? Like the Christianity in this book is Evangelical and just. Makes it sound like the whole religion is full of lunatics.

Like I can’t find any way this book isn’t offensive. It’s offensive to Christians and people of other faith. It’s offensive to LGBT+ people. It’s offensive toward PoC. It’s offensive toward domestic abuse survivors. It’s offensive to neurodivergent people. It’s offensive toward Southerners who think people down here are... like that. It’s offensive to both women and men as well. Like, this book holds no punches in it’s freezing cold takes and wrongness. 

However, despite all of the above, I could not be bothered to be offended at all during this book. Now, I am an utter goblin and fall under many of the categories above, and I can understand why someone may get offended by this book. But I myself did not get offended. For one, it’s obvious the author is trying to be as “edgy” as she can be with the above. Why else would she go out of her way to preach every few pages, after all? 

And it really does feel like she, the author, is preaching her beliefs to us during these moments. The shallow “story” grinds to a halt almost every time the characters get on their soapbox for anywhere between a few paragraphs to a few pages. 

Rather than give an actual review about the entire book... I’m just gonna. Explain the plot. Because honestly everything I said about the last two books carried over. Actually, arguably, even though this book had more action than Hades, it is a technically worse book. I found several spelling and grammar mistakes, the pacing was atrocious... although better than the first book, none of the events were connected in any way and had no significance on one another. They didn’t really build up to any conclusion, relevant character development, or form any sort of detailed plot. 

However, that being said, this book does have a plot. A thin one that makes little sense and goes everywhere and one where the subplots aren’t even tied up at the end, but one nonetheless. 

Spoilers abound if anyone actually cares!!

In Heaven, Beth and Xavier decide to get marry. Even tho Beth recognizes signs around town that means hey this might not be a good idea she ignores these signs since she’s an incredibly selfish dunce. The priest who marries them is murdered for committing the sin of marrying an angel and a human together (?) and now Beth and Xavier are on the run from a group of angels known as “The Seven” who act as police. Due to God being Too Busy with Godly Things, The Seven go completely out of wack and become utterly obsessed with returning order... which means breaking their marriage I guess. 

Of course, the above sounds stupid and makes little sense. There is no real reason on WHY angels and humans can’t marry. Like the previous books, there wasn’t any real reason why they couldn’t date either. It’s unexplained. Furthermore, that murdered priest? Yeah, Beth says it’s not her or Xavier’s fault since “they didn’t know they would be punished” yet... time and time again they were told that even dating was forbidden and barely tolerated AND on top of that she was warned with numerous signs that marrying may be a bad idea... so no she’s an idiot and it IS her fault. And honestly? Reading about an angel coming to terms with being the cause of death for someone innocent would have been interesting... but that would require Beth taking responsibility for her actions and stop being a selfish and whiny bitch... which is impossible. 

After that her and Xavier go on “the run” which isn’t even on the run. They hang out in a cabin for a couple of chapters and whine about how they can’t fuck and how bored they are even tho, you know, it’s their own faults for getting into this mess at all. So much weight is put on marriage and I just... don’t get it. I am someone who doesn’t really want to marry anyone and if I did, it would only be for the benefits. I really don’t care about marriage at all, personally, so I just don’t get why it’s such a big deal here. I get it’s part of the religion... but still. Now, if the concept of marriage was explored in any significant way, that would’ve been interesting to read. But it’s not, so let’s move on. 

After being caught by the Seven after doing Stupid Shit, they go to college because...? Sevens rely on their smell and with so many humans around it will mask it? Yeah, lame and contrived excuse to force the characters to go to college. 

The college section of this book is one of the most boring and pointless. It consists of Beth hating on other girls, girls only talking about sororities and boys, and feels like a scene taken from a cheesy movie. It’s completely and utterly unrealistic and cringy; completely painful to read. Here, Beth and Xavier pretend to be siblings... which is disgusting considering this is where they decide to fuck in the woods (which is written SO BADLY I can’t even. Like... for real bitch starts waxing poetic about how she feels she’s in an underwater magical world while getting dirt and grass up her ass I don’t get it) anyways they pretend to be siblings while alone they are husband and wife and it’s so... gross... like you KNOW it’s not incest since they aren’t ACTUALLY related but STILL it makes me feel dirty to read. (And also makes me question if the author has an incest kink bc I mean really....)

Anyways, ofc they’re eventually caught by Beth’s roommate? Who fell in love w Xavier bc the need for drama demanded it and ofc she is disgusted. To hide themselves, Beth grows s k i n over her mouth and then f o r c e f u l l y wipes her memories... and again, claims she is still moral and good doing so since her “hand was forced” 

Now, is this an interesting moral dilemma that could be explored? Of course it is! And because it is, it’s not explored at all, the book assumes Beth is in the right and the reader agrees, and moves on like nothing bad happened. No lasting consequences happen due to this. 

Speaking of... Beth’s character is so radically changed she feels OOC. It’s like the author wanted to have character development but not do any of the actual work at all. She acts like the baddest bitch around and complains that she’s world weary from “all the trauma she’s been through” but it comes out of nowhere? Like she’s still whiny and selfish and annoying. She still acts like a little girl and that the whole world owes her. She ain’t a badass and I dunno why the book is trying to convince us she is. 

Anyways, after THAT fiasco MORE drama hits the fan as the Sevens find them due to them Being Stupid and also Fucking In The Woods and stage what is basically a poor and tasteless terrorist attack in the lecture hall. Now, I do wanna note Heaven is a book that is several years old now... and the author is Australian, but that’s no excuse for the piss-poor mismanagement of a terrorist attack shown in a college campus. 

Now, that being said, this terrorist attack is by the Sevens, who manipulated memories to make it seem like this is what it was... I think... it is very unclear. Someone even dies during this... actually two people... heh

Either way, Hemiel is introduced, he’s shown to be a Horrible Angel with No Empathy and the students ofc freak out and hide under their desks while the room is trashed as they try and root out Xavier and Beth. Hemiel is trying to separate them by either dragging Beth back to Heaven or killing Xavier... and they do manage to succeed this time around!

YES, XAVIER DIES

Well, kinda. I was SO SHOOK when this happened I got EXCITED like could you imagine if Xavier died and the rest of the book is Beth hunting his soul down in Heaven while also looking at her own relationships and exploring the concept of death for a universe that has shown us death is not the end? Yeah, that doesn’t happen ofc but it would’ve been cool. 

Anyways, Xavier sadly doesn’t stay dead. Beth’s sister, Ivy, brings him back even THO SHE SAYS SHE CAN’T she does so anyways because ??? plot armor. But it was fun reading about him being dead. That being said, more problematic stuff pops out here, ofc. Beth threatens to kill herself if she can’t be with Xavier which is just.. not even gonna touch that with a 10-foot pole, honestly. Because yikes. 

Anyways, after pages of the author deciding to take the pussy way out, Xavier comes back except he’s not alone in his body.... because you see...

dun dun DUN Lucifer is back! And he has possessed Xavier! To get... revenge on them killing Jake Thorn, his son! 

I think this is the part of the book where the author realized SOMETHING from the last book needed to carry over to make this an actual trilogy? So on top of having Sevens and Not-In-The-Know College campus girls as the antagonists, we also need to throw Lucifer onto the mix. And he isn’t even the LAST antagonist to be introduced to this book!

This is why I call it the Spider-Man 3 of books, people. There are at least 4-5 different villains in this book and it is ridiculous. This is also why none of the events feel connected. There’s too many antagonists and honestly? You could cut out this entire portion with Lucifer out and nothing would change. It’s just a page-waster. 

That being said, this entire section was the most hilarious and fun to me. I enjoyed Lucifer a LOT in the last book and here he doesn’t disappoint! He calls Beth a whiny bitch to her face which is honestly... a wholeass mood so yeah. 

Beth, Gabriel, and Ivy tie down Lucifer to a bed in a basement of a house they so happen to own which is kinky I guess and a standoff kinda happens? Lucifer is too strong of a demon for the angels to exorcise since they’ve been weakened fighting Sevens or something and Lucifer wants to stay in Xavier’s body to take revenge on him and the angels. 

Which... okay. See, this starts turning stupid as then Gabriel and Lucifer start waxing poetic and debating about... the morality of Lucifer’s fall from Grace? I just... more bible shit... whyyy and it could have been interesting if we cared about Gabriel or if Lucifer was a real character rather than just “big bad” but blehh. Jake Thorn makes a return as a wraith briefly to develop a deal between Beth and Lucifer to get Lucifer out of Xavier’s body or something and it’s honestly so pointless. This entire scene is pointless. There’s so many plotholes it’s painful. 

And thing is, if the author kept the big bad of the series to just Lucifer, this right here is a great starter to a different book. But for some reason, she changes villains every book. Fuck, she changes the villains in this book every few goddamn chapters! This is why nothing feels concrete in this book and why nothing sticks, nothing feels important, and events have no weight. This book feels serialized. Like a monster-of-the-week sort of story that encapsulates multiple episodes of some tepid and poor Supernatural ripoff. And I never even watched Supernatural. 

After this event, everything goes downhill fast. Mainly ‘cause this is the last time we see Lucifer. He just kinda leaves after this section, doesn’t come back, and is barely thought of. The only reason why this entire section of this book is here is because Lucifer agrees to leave Xavier’s body if Gabriel’s wings are cut off? Thing is, his wings aren’t even cut off, they’re just badly damaged. But if you needed Gabriel’s wings to be destroyed for Plot Reasons... just have the Seven’s damage them? Like why drag an entire random ass character and this entire random ass scene into it?

See? Nothing makes any gd sense! The author just wanted to write this scene ‘cause she wanted to... not because it would make sense to put in. And Xavier barely has any trauma from the fact he was possessed by the greatest evil of the world. He watches a game of football, has sex with his wife, and is pretty much completely fine after that. Yikes. That’s not how... people work? At all?

Anyways, Gabriel getting his wings damaged means he’s now Emotional TM since idk pee is stored in the wings? Actually, an angel’s version of a soul and he then confesses his love for Molly, Beth’s friend from hs who is now in an abusive relationship w the head of a growing cult. I WISH I WAS JOKING

Like. What was the author SMOKING when she came UP with this stuff. Anywyas, all that happens is more waxing poetic about love and Gabriel acting OOC and then soapboxing about Christianity and cults or something. Then Later they all rescue Molly from her initiation into the cult by her fiance and since she’s separated from him, she can have no trauma now because she was rescued!! Ain’t that just GREAT!! And now she can be with Gabriel!! Silly Molly, for even FALLING for a cultist anyways!! Yeah, this point of the book just.... whyyyy what is the pooooint whyyy does the author need to put in her two cents about DOMESTIC ABUSE!! NO ONE ASKED!! NO ONE. Maybe because people complained Beth and Xavier’s relationship was shitty and had abusive traits so she had to put in a more dramatic abusive relationship to show that there’s isn’t? But Molly being in an abusive relationship with a cultist doesn’t... magically mean Beth and Xavier’s unnatural obsession w one another is healthy. You don’t-can’t- compare abuse. Or at least you shouldn’t. It’s not a fucking pissing game. 

Anyways, after that fiasco, which again has no real trauma or emotional impact on... anyone? They go back to Venus Cove after being caught AGAIN by Sevens at the college campus. Xavier is revealed that he’s... part Angel? Because Ivy blessed his mother to give birth to him and he was destined to cross paths with Beth or some shit? It’s all convoluted and stupid, honestly. There is no point to this besides giving Xavier a magical way to combat the Sevens in a scene because silly Beth is a womyan and she can’t defend herself and her HUSBAND against ANGELS of course not!! She needs a man to help her!! Also... I guess for more drama? I don’t know I’m just perplexed at this point. 

They go back to Venus Cove because ?? Beth and Xavier are finally cornered and Beth is forced to go back to Heaven. She’s put with a therapist called Eve. More grossness about therapy and misinformation about mental institutions is inbound. Eve is the last of the villains introduced and it doesn’t even matter. Beth can’t stand Heaven without Xavier and goes to get help from Emily, Xavier’s dead gf who he lost his virginity to which is info We Didn’t Need or Care About. Her and Beth argue some, Beth is a bitch, but she’s like that to everyone in the book so whatever. She meets with a friend who was once a Seven who introduces her to some RANDOM ANGEL who HAPPENS to run an UNDERGROUND REBELLION against the Sevens that cuts wings off of angels who want to be human?

And this doesn’t go against God because ??? I have NO Idea because the author doesn’t want it to and God already knows about them and is ok w it and the political unrest in Heaven I guess? God the contradictions are piling up. THIS MAKES NO SENSE AND COULD BE A BOOK ON ITS OWN

Also why were we wasting time with Beth in the first book when there was ALL THIS happening on in the BACKGROUND apparently?? I don’t know nothing makes any sense. 

Anyways, her wings are cut off, she says goodbye to Heaven and falls, lands on the beach of Venus Cove. Her old friends walk by talking about exposition in the 2 years she’s been gone but doesn’t see her somehow? I guess this exposition is supposed to tie in subplots but it doesn’t and also doesn’t matter. 

Beth goes back to Xavier, they have a reunion, and are alone now in the house since Ivy and Gabriel aren’t even there they went off somewhere to do Things I guess and it doesn’t matter. She’s human now and has a belly button and everything so now they can grow old and die together the end.

If it isn’t clear by now.... this book has a problem with basically everything. From a technical standpoint it’s an utter nightmare. In some ways, even worse than Halo since this book also has a tone and mood problem. The story jumps ALL OVER THE PLACE and does a poor job at mixing the supernatural parts and the human parts together. Revelations are made that have no bearing on anyone or anything. Drama happens and so do traumatic events but no one is really impacted by... anything? Beth is always in the right even if she does terrible things, poor her and Xavier, their life as rich white people is so hard since their love isn’t accepted or recognized by Heaven :( let me play the world’s smallest violin for them. 

Seriously. No self awareness or critique. At all. 

I don’t know what else to say about this book. I think it should be evident in everything ELSE I’ve said. Writing? Bad. Plot? What plot? Bad anyways. Characters? Godawful. Too many. No direction, no pace, nothing. This book feels like a churned out mess probably because it is. I don’t even wanna ASK how this got published because the answer is simple; money. 

Either way, I am BLESSED to be done with this series. As hilarious as Hades and Heaven are, I wanna go back to reading REAL books, thank you very much. 

Also, I am so sorry Spider-Man 3. I am so so sorry for comparing you to Heaven. That is a straight up insult and I take it back right now. Because I don’t think anything is comparable to Heaven. 

*/***** or 1/10

[fucking-hell-skarsgard]

Paradise - Chapter Four

SMUT WARNING!!! There are blowjobs ahead. You have been warned!

September 24th, 2016 - Westminster, London

Eva P.O.V.

~~~~~~~~~~

After teasing Bill with the underwear I got dressed and brought the lot. We ordered an Uber home as I wasn’t cramming into the tube with all the bags. We were taking off our shoes with Ragnar going between Bill and me when Katie came down the stairs with a wash basket.

“Ah, perfect timing. The laundry’s all done and I was about to head off.”

“Thank you, Katie. Was Ragnar good?”

“He was an angel as always.” Katie handed the basket off to me and slipped her shoes and jacket on. “Don’t forget dinner’s in the oven, you just need to turn it on. Also, I’ll be in late tomorrow, because of my appointment.”

“Yes. Thank you for reminding me.”

She put her handbag on her shoulder,“Well Enjoy your evening, I’ll see you both tomorrow before you go.”

Bill and I both said goodbye to her.

“I’m going to put the shopping in my room and change into something comfy. Do you want to pick a film?”

“Yeah, sure.”

Bill headed into the lounge while I went the opposite way with Ragnar at my heel. He lay on the floor by the bed in my room happy to watch me work. I packed away the gift for my family into one of my suitcases. I just about fit the stuff in there. The other things needed sorting and I could do that tomorrow. Due to Katie doing the washing both Bill and I had clean clothes. I took mine out the basket and put them straight into my other case. I left Bill’s in the basket and would put it in his room on my way back. I took off my dress and bra, leaving just my panties on. I chose to go for silk pyjamas, they were a lot cooler in this heat. They weren’t normal pyjamas, I made most of them in the style of the 1920s lounging suit. Elegant, chic and sexy. But most importantly so bloody comfortable. I had to change before we went out later anyway. I also needed to pick my outfit for later, I had one in mind but I wasn’t set on it yet. I called for Bill. It didn’t take him long to appear at my door.

“Yeah?”

I peered around the wardrobe, “Shirt for later. What colour would you like”

Bill joined me and flicked through the shirts. “Why have you got so many men’s shirts?”

“From work. Not the film work my other job. I use them for many things; dresses, I can tailor them to fit me or they make very good gifts.”

Bill pulled out three shirts, a white one, a black one and a grey pinstripe one. “I like these three. But what do I wear them with?”

I nibbled on my lip and tried to think. “Do you have smart trousers in your case?”

“Yeah black ones.”

“Okay, not the black then, you’d look too much like Roman.” I took the black off him and put it back in the wardrobe.

I took the shirts off him, “Can you get them, please. I have an idea.”

Bill nodded and went to grab them from his room. I grabbed a waistcoat out of the wardrobe and two skinny ties, one black and the other maroon. I laid the two shirts on the bed, the grey shirt got the maroon tie where the white shirt got the waistcoat and black tie. Bill came in and handed me his trousers. I laid them on the bed under the shirts.

“Okay, take your pick.”

“How fancy is the bar?”

“Pretty Fancy. A lot of Celebs go there cause it’s private.”

“I’ll go white with waistcoat, it’s a bit fancier. Will the shirt fit.”

“Try it on.”

Bill pulled his t-shirt over his head and slipped the shirt on. It looked good on him. I checked the collar and sleeves to see if they were okay.

“Is it alright?” he asked trying not to move.

“Yeah, it’s not too bad. I might need to take it in a bit around the waist.”

“Can you do that?”

I rolled my eyes, “Did you just forget what my job is? It won’t take five minutes. Take it in the living room and I'll get my pins.”

He hooked the rest of the clothes over his arm and pressed a kiss to my cheek. “Thank you.”

I grabbed his t-shirt and got my sewing case from my office. Ragnar stayed in my office laying by the open door to the terrace. In the living room, Bill was flicking through the TV channels while still wearing the shirt but with the buttons undone. I placed my case on the table and put Bill’s t-shirt on the sofa next to him.

“Okay shirt off please.”

Bill smirked and stood, taking the shirt off, “If you wanted to undress me I wouldn’t mind.”

I put my hand on his bare chest. “Woah boy my pussy cannot take any more.”

He laughed. I turned the shirt inside out and handed it back to him. He slipped it over his broad shoulders.

“Okay, how do I do the buttons up?”

“You don’t silly.” I pulled out my fabric pen and slid it behind my ear, I took my pincushion out of its box and looped it around my wrist. I used the pins in between the buttons to shut the front. I sat down on the coffee table in front of him.

“Before you make any dick sucking jokes remember I have extremely sharp shears in my case.”

“My lips are sealed.”

I used the pins to take in the side of the shirt and the pen to mark new darts in the back. It only took a couple of minutes to do. Once I was finished I took the pins out of the front so Bill could slip it off.

“Why don’t you put the kettle on and grab something to nibble on, while I run this through the machine.”

Bill slipped his t-shirt back on and kissed me. “Okay. Then we’ll watch a movie.”

I took the shirt and my case back to my office. It took seconds for me tho thread the machine with the right cotton. I managed to sew Bill’s shirt and press the seams in under ten minutes. When I was finished I hung the shirt on Bill’s door. I checked on Ragnar the other side of my desk.

“You staying there bud?”

He lifted his head and looked at me, then laid back down. There was no way for him to get over the edge of the terrace so I knew he’d be safe. He didn’t really like heat. In LA the house has air conditioning vents in the floor and at the bottom of the wall. So if he got too hot he’d lay by the vents. In this apartment, the air con units are in the ceiling and only in the living room and dining room because the floor to ceiling windows don’t open.

In the living room, Bill had made me a nest. He’d propped cushions up in one corner for me. The tray on the table had two cups of coffee and my favourite biscuits from the cupboard.

I sat down in my corner putting my feet in his lap. “I see you raided my cupboards.”

“I was looking and found these. I love them so much and I couldn’t help it.”

“I know. I asked Katie to make sure we had some.”

“Thanks. Oh, I found Deadpool, I haven’t seen it yet. Is that okay?”

“Yeah, that’s cool.”

We drank our coffee and demolished the packet of biscuits between us. When the sex scene started I watched Bill’s face. A slight flush spread up his cheekbones. Halfway through he shuffled around, stretching his legs out. I moved my feet out of the way. He accidentally knocked against my feet and I could feel he was semi-hard in his jeans.

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Bill POV

The movie was good from the beginning. The sex scene was a bit of a shock. It reminded me of Eva and me when we were filming atomic blonde. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. Any moment long enough we were fucking. I could feel myself getting hard. I stretched my leg out and tried not to make it obvious. Eva's foot accidentally touched my crotch. She must have realised what she felt as she started rubbing me through my jeans with her foot.

“Are you okay… Sex scenes don’t normally make you hard.”

I coughed. “It reminded me of us during filming for atomic blonde. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other.”

She tilted her head back, exposing her neck. Just seeing her like that didn't help. When she was about to cum she always threw her head back exposing her neck for either bites or kisses, both tipped her over the edge.

“Oh, I remember that. The sex was fucking amazing.” Eva sighed.

“Do you remember the day in my trailer?”

She snorted, “Which one.”

“The one where you pinned me against the wall and went down on your knees.”

She got up, took her dressing gown off and straddled me. I rested my hands on her hips. She slowly started rocking against me. “You begged me to get you off. You were so worked up.”

I reset my head on the back of the sofa. “God baby you keep doing that I'm going to need you.”

She started trailing kisses down my neck. “My pussy is too sore to take any more. But I might get on my knees again. If you beg.”

I looked at her. Her pupils were blown. I knew she was enjoying this just as much as I was. “I need you please.”

She cockles her head to one side.“Hmm… not good enough.”

I tightened my hands on her hips. “Please touch me. Please, I need you.”

She removed my hands and climbed off my lap, onto the floor between my legs. She began to undo my jeans, I helped her get them off my legs. My boxers soon followed soon after. He dipped her head and started teasing me. I closed my eyes and relaxed at her touch. God, I had forgotten what heaven felt like.

I watched her bob up and down when I realised she was still fully clothed.

“Eva…”

She looked up at me not stopping.

“I want to feel you.”

She pulled away. She took her top off revealing her pert breasts and pierced nipples. She put her mouth back on my cock and kept looking up at me from beneath her lashes. I knew she liked being dominated, so did I. Most of the time we took it in turns. I guess it was one of the days where I was in charge.

I ran my fingertips across her shoulders following the pattern of her tattoo. I felt he shiver and she moaned around me. The vibrations felt so good. I thread one hand through her hair and lightly tugged on it waiting for her reaction. She moaned again and took me deeper. I held hair tighter, using it to control her movements.

She knew what she was doing, it didn't take me long to get close. I pulled her mouth off me.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me.”

She smirked up at me knowing that we were playing. “Yes, sir.”

I ran a finger across her cheek. She was turned on I could tell by the colour in her cheeks.

“I want you to swallow all of it.”

“Yes, sir.”

I didn't even have to pull her back to me. She carried on with new vigour. She knew just what to do to make me cum. All the small little things I like helped her finish me quicker. Some of her hair had escaped her bun, I brushed them away from her face. I could feel myself getting close. As per our rules, I let her know.

“I'm close.”

Hearing that she started sucking harder. She let go of me and took me all in her mouth, she used her fingers to run up and down my thighs.

I wanted to last longer but I couldn't. I felt my toes curl.

“Oh god.”

She tipped me over the edge.  I gripped onto her hair tighter as I came in her mouth. In after my orgasm passed she carried on sucking. It got too sensitive so I pulled her off me she smiled at me and wiped her chin.

“Better?”

“God I should punish you for that smart mouth.”

She stood using my legs for support. I heard her knees click in. I had forgotten that it most likely hurt her kneeling for that long.

She smiled down at me. “Keep that promise till later. Stay there I'll be back.”

I just closed my eyes and sunk into the sofa. All the stress from today had just melted away. Jacking off was always a good stress reliever, it turned into a brilliant one when it was a girls mouth getting you off.

I heard Eva come back around the sofa. I could feel her sit next to me. I watched her as she used a washcloth to clean me up. I twitched under her hand. She handed me my boxers off the floor and a pair of lounge pants from under her arm.

“They're mine but I'm sure they'll fit you. Do you want another coffee or beer?”

I pulled my boxers on, “Can I have tea please.”

Eva put her top back on and dressing gown over the top, she took the tray from the table and disappear into the kitchen. I put the trousers on and Eva was right, they did fit me. They were a hell lot more comfortable than jeans. Being with Eva for the last two days I feel like I'm living in a dream world. We get on really well, we live happily together like an old married couple. If Alida never messaged me again, I don't think I'd care. I had Eva back and that was all that mattered.

~~~~~~~~~~

Eva POV

After making tea I went back to Bill in the living room. The temperature had dropped and Ragnar lay by his feet. He skipped the film back to where we had stopped watching it. I sat next to Bill this time, he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me to his side. I grabbed a cushion and put it behind my back. We watched the rest of the movie snuggling on the sofa.

Once the movie was finished I checked the time it was just after half 4. Dinner would take 20 minutes to cook. Giving me plenty of time to have a bath and do some yoga before we had to leave.

Bill stretched. “So what's for dinner?”

“Katie made chicken margarita. And then I can make you some pasta but I'm having a salad.”

“I'm sorry chicken what?”

“Margarita. Like the pizza. Chicken breast stuffed with pesto covered in pasta and mozzarella.”

“That sounds amazing.”

“We can have dinner, then I'd like to have a bath and relax. You can do whatever you want.

“I can help with dinner.”

“Thanks, all that needs doing is pasta. You find something to watch I’ll get turn the oven on.”

I got everything ready in the kitchen; plates and cutlery, the pot for the pasta and the salad from the fridge. I felt arms wrap around my waist. Bill rested his head on my shoulder.

“Thank you for that.”

I shrugged, “I knew you’d never say no.”

Bill spun me around to face him. “I remember you telling me that kneeling hurts you. That’s why you don’t do it very often. So thank you.”

I gave him a quick kiss, “You can repay the favour later. Do you want to start the pasta.”

“I’m on it, chef.”

We talked about random things while preparing dinner. Bill mentioned that he was doing the Met Gala next year. I said I was thinking about going. He talked about his upcoming projects with such passion. When dinner was done we sat in the living room eating and watching shit on the telly. After lounging around till 5:30 we decided to move. Bill loaded the dishwasher while I started my bath.

I was laying with my back to the door so I didn’t see who came in. I thought it was Ragnar who had stayed with Bill. I sat up and looked over my shoulder. It wasn’t Ragnar it was Bill, standing in just his boxers. Without a word a slid forward. I saw his boxers get chucked on the pile of my clothes and felt him slid in behind me. Thankfully the bath was extra large, so both of us fit in the bath with no problem. I was 5 foot 10 and could lay flat along the bottom and my feet didn’t touch the end.

“So what time we leaving.”

“I was thinking about 9, it takes about 20 minutes to get there. I wanted some time alone together before my friends get there at 10.”

Bill was rubbing my shoulders easing out the knots. “Who’s going?”

“Some of the girls from uni and some people I’ve worked with. It’s not often we’re all in the same place at the same time anymore.”

“That’s cool.”

The warm bath relaxed my aching muscles and Bill’s chest made a good place to rest.

“What do you want to do while I’m getting ready?” I asked.

“I was thinking of taking Ragnar for a walk then get ready myself.”

“Thanks. He’ll like that.”

“Now relax and enjoy yourself.”

~~~~~~~~~~

Bill P.O.V.

It was 5 to Nine and Eva still wasn’t ready. I was lounging on her bed flicking through the TV waiting for her to come down from her dressing room. Ragnar was laying on the floor beside the bed, he was facing the door to the stairs knowing where his partner was. I checked my watch again.

“You know the uber will be here in a minute.” I hollered.

“There’s no need to shout.”

I turned and saw her, standing by the stairs. My heart stopped. I sat up and swung round to see her better. Shit, she looked beautiful, like a goddess. Her red curls were pinned to the back of her head but a few curls escaped their hold. She never did her makeup heavy and her lips were painted with a darker shade than her normal red. Her wine coloured velvet top matched her tiny handbag. A tight black skirt showed off her ample curves. On her feet she had heels on, the made her legs look even longer than they already were. She normally didn't wear heels because she was already quite tall. There weren't words to describe how gorgeous she looked. She stepped closer and did a little twirl. Her tights had a black seam running up the back disappearing up into her skirt.

She tilted her head and looked down at me. “So, so I look okay?”

I let out a shaky breath, “You look… perfect.”

She leaned down and whispered in my ear, “You look good enough to fuck.”

I felt a lump stick in my throat. “Don’t tempt me. I’m using most of my restraint not to have you right now.”

She smirked at me, “Then I did a good job.”

Eva’s phone beeped in her hand. “Oh! Uber’s here.”

She patted Ragnar on the head and I left the TV on for him. She held my hand on the way down and all the time in the uber. We pulled out outside an older looking bar. Eva hugged the doorman and spoke to him quickly. We were quickly ushered in, our coats were checked and I followed downstairs. The place was practically empty. There was a few members of staff and a few other people. Eva ordered two drinks for us and took a seat in the back corner. There was a raised area with privacy screens and comfy chairs. There was quiet jazz playing from the speakers. Eva sat down in the corner so no one could see us. I sat next to her.

“Is it normally this quiet?”

“Oh no. It’s a private night, only a few exclusive people.”

A tall man that wasn’t the barman came over with our drinks. Eva squealed practically jumped at him, the man only had enough time to slid the tray on the table.

“Oh, Leo I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too darling.”

Eva pulled back and gestured to me. “Leo, this is my Bill.”

I stood and shook his hand, “It’s lovely to meet you.”

“You too Bill. It’s nice to finally meet the man from all her stories.”

All three of us sat down. Eva had ordered a beer and three glasses of whiskey. I didn’t know which was mine. Leo placed a whiskey in front of all of us and the beer in front of me.

Eva leaned over, “I started you easy. Remember you’re flying tomorrow afternoon.”

Leo lifted his glass. “Here’s to a fun and naughty night.”

We all clinked glasses. I had no idea what was going on. It was nice seeing Eva let her hair down. I couldn’t remember the last time I saw her drink more than a pint or glass of wine.

I saw Leo look at me, then back to Eva. “You’re a wicked woman. You didn’t tell him what was happening did you?”

Eva blushed and ducked her head. “I kept chickening out.”

Leo stood and patted my arm. “She’s a little meanie. We’re empty because the show doesn’t start till 10. I have work to do so I'll see you later.”

I turned to Eva “What show?”

Eva placed a hand on my leg. “A burlesque show and I'm in it.”

I looked at her gobsmacked. “What?”

She swallowed the rest of her whiskey and reached for mine. “During filming the last couple of months, do you remember those Friday and Saturday nights I was busy..”

“Yeah. I just thought you didn’t want to hang out with me because of that day.”

“I wasn’t upset at you I was performing.”

“Okay...”

“It’s not something new Bill. I’ve been doing it before I met you in Hemlock.”

A memory clicked into place. Landon had taken me to a bar one night where there was a cabaret act. We sat at the back of the club in the VIP section watching the acts. Some were humorous, others were on the edge of becoming porn. Landon had teased me, to this day, about how I had fallen for the tall, blonde girl in a red dress that night. She reminded me of Jessica Rabbit, all curves and able to captivate everyone in the room. Landon was convinced it was a man in exceptional drag, because of the height. Her performance wasn’t trashy or a comedy piece, she didn’t even take her clothes off. She stood in the middle of the black stage and sang in her beautiful velvet voice. I looked at Eva and it hit me.

“The girl at Ruby’s, in the red dress… that was you.”

“It's surprising what a blonde wig and tattoo cover can do.”

Eva looked at her lap and fiddle with her glass. I pulled her chin up to look at me. Normally Eva wasn’t shy, so something was worrying her.

“What’s wrong.”

She licked her lips. “I was worried that if you found out what I did, you’d think differently of me. Some people don’t like it.”

“Oh, you idiot.” I pulled her face to me and kissed her. I didn't care about the lipstick. It was urgent and needing, Eva pulling me closer. A cough broke us apart.

There was a petite blonde holding hands with a slightly taller brunette. We pulled apart, Eva went to hug the two women while I checked my face for lipstick. Surprisingly there wasn’t any and Eva’s lips were still perfect.

She sat back down next to me. “Bill, This is Sam and Caroline they were my roommates during Uni.”

The brunette Sam shook my hand the blonde just waved and his behind the other woman.

Eva leaned and whispered. “Before you ask, yes they are lesbians. And yes I was the third wheel.”

Caroline leaned forward. “So how long have you got?”

Eva checked her watch, “about five minutes.”

Sam sipped her pint. “The others are at the bar. They’ll be here soon”

As she said that three more people entered the VIP area. Eva hugged and kissed all of them. “Girls this is my Bill. Bill these three are Joanna, Jenna, and Sophie. I went to school with them over here.”

The girls all smiled at me and one waved. The barman came through with all their drinks. The girls were talking about the show. I looked at Eva, she was fiddling with her nails. I placed my hand over hers. She looked up at me I knew she was nervous.

“Everything's going to be fine.”

“Yeah, but what if you..”

I cut her off. “Eva you never normally worry this much. When do you ever care about what people think.”

“But it's not just anyone, it's you.”

Before I could answer she saw the time on my watch.

“Shit I better go.” She leaned over and pecked me on the cheek. “I have to go backstage, I'm sorry to leave you with the girls. Tom should be here soon will you be alright?”

I nodded. “I’ll be fine. Good luck.”

She smiled at me. “Thanks, babe.” Eva took her handbag and wandered out onto the floor with a wave goodbye.

Sam turned to face me. “Okay, now she's gone. You have got to tell us about the time you to meet. Eva won’t tell us the story.”

I chuckled. That woman was a bloody scaredy cat sometimes. All the girls moved closer to hear the story. “It was during a fitting for Hemlock Grove. I was getting changed and no one had told Eva I was in there. She walked in on my totally naked.”

All the girls fell about laughing.

“I now know that she’s normally fine with nudity. But she just totally froze for a minute, then began to panic. While she was panicking she smacked herself with the door.

Joanna, Jenna, and Sophie told me stories of her when she was in boarding school. She was a little smarty pants with a naughty streak. If any of the mean girls picked on anyone, Eva would secretly get the mean girls back. One of them she changed one girl's moisturizer to one with fake tan. She walked around looking like an orange for a week. Sam and Caroline met Eva after her accident when she had to restart the year. Caroline has a chronic illness too so they were roommates in the special unit. Eva wasn’t big on the drinking or partying, but she was one for pranking people. If she knew of anyone with a problem, she was their woman. She was a little hellraiser. With ten minutes to spare a man walked into our booth.

“Sorry, I’m later everyone.”

I didn’t recognise him till he got closer to me. Eva’s Tom wasn’t just a random bloke, it was Tom fucking Hiddleston. I should have realised, she had a picture of the two of them when he was in his Loki costume during the filming of Thor. Tom sat in the empty chair between me and Caroline. He turned and smiled at me.

He held his hand out to me,“So you must be the man Eva always talks about.”

[inevitably-johnlocked]

You always have such great fic recs! I have a looong cross-country flight coming up and am looking for some multi-chapter fics to wile away the hours in the flying tin can. Preferences in order of priority: *very* in-character (anything OOC kills it for me), slow burn/first time, not AU (ACD is good tho!) Any rating. Have read all the fandom classics so looking for less-known or newish. For reference two of my favorite ever fics are Quiet Man, & Safe Distance. Thank you Steph! You are the best!!

AHHH Nonny!! Sorry I just saw this, so I hope I’m not too late for your cross-country flight! All I saw was “multi-chapter long” and I put it aside to attach to 2 other asks of similar requests. BUT because this is time-sensitive, I’ll give you a few to tide you over! I’m actually working on a TONNE of fic rec lists:

… (essentially I create a new textedit document every time I get a “different” request from others I have) and was going to add this ask to my “long fics” request I received a month or so ago. Okay, so instead, I’ll pull some long fics from my “Fave Fics Ever” List for you that I have so far (I still have 15 more pages of bookmarks to go through, plus all 1000 fics on my FFNet account, so, WHEE. Being meticulous is ridiculous). 

It’s hard to choose, so I limited it to my go-to long fics for you that I have ALREADY sorted on my lists you see in that window above there :D I’ve put them in word count order for you :D

TOP 20 FAVE 40K+ w. FICS || APRIL 2017

Goodness Gives Extras by mydwynter (E, 39,629 w. || Fluff & Angst, Case Fic, Oral / Anal, Humour, First Time, Miscommunication, Snark, Christmas) – Christmas time. ‘Tis the season to settle down with a drink, some food and a present or two, and to enjoy the quiet relaxation of the holiday. Instead, there’s a case that drags them all over, missing presents, disappointed kids, angry parents, and a freak snowfall. On top of that John has to deal with Sherlock, who is being even more of a prat than usual. He really shouldn’t have expected anything different. (okay I’m cheating with the word count on this one but it’s so good!! One of my ALL TIME FAVES)

Right Hand Man by SilentAuror (E, 42,031 w. ||  H/C, Injury, Slow Burn, Infidelity, Mary is Not Nice) – When John’s left arm becomes paralysed after a car accident, Mary asks Sherlock to take him back to Baker Street to recuperate, as she’s about to give birth. Despite the fact that the search for Moriarty is ongoing, Sherlock takes John in and takes responsibility for overseeing his rehabilitation as he adjusts to the loss of his arm. (FAVE FAVE FAVE)

Guidelines by WithLoweredVoices (M, 43,018 w. || Winglock || Angels, Fantasy, Angst, BAMF! John, War) – The Good Soldier, one of the oldest and strongest of the fallen, is offered a bargain: to live as John Watson and to Guide a fledgling archangel so that he will stay on the path of good. Of course, Sherlock Holmes has different ideas about his destiny. Fantasy AU. Warnings for violence, occasional gore, and a whole load of hurt and angst.

The Case of the Vanishing Pants by SwissMiss (E, 44,025 w. || Post-TRF, Case Fic, UST, Homophobia, Friends to Lovers) – Five times John and Sherlock lost their pants in the course of a case.

Left by lifeonmars (M, 45,153 w. || Magical Realism) – John Watson is left-handed. He’s tried not to let it affect his life, but as any Lefty knows, that’s almost impossible.

The Norwood Love Builders by flawedamythyst (T, 47,798 w. || Fake Relationship, Slow Burn, Post TRF Angst) – Sherlock and John go undercover to solve the murder of Joanna Oldacre, but things are complicated by the many feelings John has been repressing in the wake of Sherlock’s faked death and return.

Triage by scullyseviltwin (E, 51,612 w. || Character Injury, Introspection) – Sherlock’s mind goes exceedingly, devastatingly quiet and gray-blank. When he speaks it’s through a thick haze, it’s through molasses, he’s so disconnected from the words that it may as well be the unconscious shooter speaking.

Coventry by standbygo (E, 52,020 w. || Dollhouse AU, First Time/Kiss, BAMF John, Slow Burn, Falling in Love, Case Fic) – “Let me get this straight,” John said, wondering when his life had become a science fiction film. “Some guy orders up a personality, a person, to his specifications, and they program this into a real live person, who has consented to do this, and she goes to this person and acts as his wife, or lawyer, or Royal Marine, or Navy Seal or what have you, and she has all the skills, all the knowledge, everything? Then you say the magic words, and she follows you back to The House, and they erase it all until her next appointment?”

Guilty Secrets by Ellipsical (E, 55,055 w. || Drumsticks, First Time, Love Confession, Self-Sexual-Discovery) – John has a prostate exam and discovers something surprising about himself. Experimentation follows. Sherlock wants to help. They’re in love. You know the drill.

Wars We Fought, Things We’re Not by blueink3 (M, 55,204 w. || Parentlock, Fluff & Angst, Kidnapping, Whump, Post-TAB, UST, Slow Burn, Couple for a Case) –  Five months after John’s world has fallen apart, Mycroft sends the consulting detective and his doctor on a case that neither is prepared for.

The Progress of Sherlock Holmes by ivyblossom (E, 62,006 w || Sherlock POV, Pining, Angst, Slow Burn, Infidelity, Sherlock Learns About Himself, Happy Ending) – Sherlock struggles with his feelings for John, makes a mistake, and learns just how important he and John are to each other. Non-BBC Mary / John, but it’s a *complicated* relationship.

Perdition’s Flames by i_ship_an_armada (E, 63,435 w., || Treklock AU, Est. Rel, Genetic Engineering, Angst & Fluff, BAMF!John) – Sherlock would do anything to save him. Risk anything. Give anything. His money, his life. His soul. What he does, though, is change both of their destinies forever. Genetic re-engineering is the only option left. It turns out researchers underestimated the life expectancy and potential abilities of genetically re-engineered subjects. The British government and what would eventually become the United Federation of Planets, however, had not. Part 1 of PF Universe

The Green Blade by verityburns (T, 72,929 w. || Casefic, Bromance) – As a serial killer hits the headlines, the police are out of their depth and the next victim is out of time. With faith in Sherlock Holmes at an all time low, this is a case which will push loyalties to the limit…

The Moonlight and the Frost by CaitlinFairchild (E, 77,289 w. || Case Fic, Post-HLV, Self Harm, Virgin Sherlock, First Time, Oral/Anal/Rimming, Romance, Angst, Mary is Not Nice) – John has to somehow rebuild his life in the wake of Mary’s betrayal and Sherlock’s deceptions.

A Case of Identity by jkay1980 (T, 91,009 w. || Fake Relationship, Post-TRF, Case Fic) – John and Sherlock have succeeded in rebuilding their friendship after Sherlock’s fake suicide, but an unusual case puts their relationship to the test. They pretend to be engaged and attend a marriage counseling workshop. Under the pretext of the case, Sherlock turns out to be a master of seduction, and John finally learns he might like Sherlock more than he thought. Slowly, John discovers that he loves Sherlock not only in a friendly, brotherly way, but both men have to fight their own demons before they can think of taking their relationship to a new level… [[I love this fic SO MUCH]]

Shatter the Darkness (Let the Light In) by MojoFlower (E, 109,683 w. || GenieLock, Torture, H/C, Magical Realism) – Fairy tales are for those who remember how to dream; not John Watson, broken and hiding from his bleak future in a beige bedsit. But then he discovers a lamp and finds himself in the dangerous riptide of an enigmatic man whose very existence is unbelievable, murder charges against his sister, and the growing pains of feeling alive once more. {{This is a REALLY great story, which tears at your heart consistently}}.

Breakable by MissDavis (E, 117,627 w. || Established, Fluff/Angst, Depression, Paralysis, Happy-ish Ending) – After John is seriously injured, Sherlock struggles to figure out how to help him, keep himself sane, and maybe, just maybe, get their life back to the way it’s supposed to be. Part 1 of Breakable Not Broken

Midnight Blue Serenity by BeautifulFiction (E, 151,907 w. || Friends to Lovers, Gay Bar / For a Case, Drugs, Pining, Case Fic, UST) – When Sherlock infiltrates a club in order to track down a serial killer, his altered appearance is enough to make John question his assumption that Sherlock is beyond his reach. However, is he the only one who appreciates his flatmate’s charms, or is Sherlock at risk of becoming the next victim?

A Fold in the Universe by darkest_bird (E, 152,857 w. || O-John, A-Sherlock || Body Swap, Crossing Universes, DubCon, H/C, Angst, Happy Ending) – Alpha Sherlock and Omega John are in a relationship. Prime Sherlock and Prime John are not. So what happens when a freak fold in the universe switches one John for the other?

Performance In a Leading Role by Mad_Lori  (E, 156,714 w. || Hollywood AU, Coming Out, Show Business) – Sherlock Holmes is an Oscar winner in the midst of a career slump. John Watson is an Everyman actor trapped in the rom-com ghetto. When they are cast as a gay couple in a new independent drama, will they surprise each other? Will their on-screen romance make its way into the real world?

[ecotone99]

[RF] The Prologue and first chapter of a story I call The Horizon's Hues (long)

I look out of glazed eyes onto a colorless cafeteria were at least two hundred of my classmates eat, talk, laugh, and gossip over the round tables filling the giant room. Almost everyone enjoys the short period of the day where whole friend groups and romantic pairs can be together. Everyone's caught up in their conversations or activities, but no one is oblivious to the people in the room who don’t hold lunch so high on their favorites list. Not everyone has someone to spend lunch with. We are told to be nice and look for people who might be alone, but no one ever does. Even the looming presence of teachers don’t have the compassion to reach out. I am one of these people called “loners”. From my point of view the loners are just seeking attention by being pitied and sneaking their way into friend groups of people who feel sorry for them. Me on the other hand try to attract as little attention as possible, sometimes even going out of my way to avoid it. Some of these loners crave friendship and social acceptance, but I see no purpose in such things. After all I am still alive after 16 years and I have had no one I would consider a so called friend. People laugh and cry together, but these feeling have always been a mystery to me. I could never relate to being angry, sad, joyful, etc. Even tho I saw people around me running about with smiles or tears on their faces. I could never quite decipher the reasoning behind them. This is one of the two reasons I tend to stray away from the herd. The other reason is that I can’t see color. My eyes see things differently than most people. I see grays and blacks and whites while others see a rainbow of color. It is like watching the black and white channel on tv because you can’t find the remote so you decide to just deal with it. Emotions play a strong role in the foundation of any relationship. Be it love in a friendship or romantic relationship or admiration in a worker to boss relation or in a child and parent relationship. What many people don’t realize is how much color has to do in a relationship. Imagine a friend asking you if a color looks good on them, or if you like the color scheme of something, or even just talking about your favorite colors. With how little I know about emotions matched with my sight is a deadly dose in any friendship. It is just too hard to relate to everyone all the time, so I prefer to be alone.

I wake to the sound of a dying animal that is my alarm clock. I turn to my left and quickly hit the off button to stop the onslaught of noise invading my ears and ripping me violently from my dreams. I look at the clock to see flashing light gray numbers that read 6:30. I sluggishly sit up and rub my eyes not quite ready to get out of my lumpy bed. I look out of the top window where I am greeted with a sunrise. I should see a light blue sky with a blend of beautiful hues of red, orange and purple, but instead it all gloops together into a mush of grays. The astonishing view of the Texas sunrise has been reduced to what looks like a crumpled up family picture with all the memories it once had gone with the people that held them so close. I turn my head to my room dismissing the sight. The room is small and quaint giving it a homey vibe. It was originally an attic, but after I turned six my mom thought I should have my own room instead of sharing one with her. So she transform the attic into a small bedroom for me. My bed is push underneath the only window in the room which has a badly installed air conditioner that lets in rain. Across the room is a vanity with the mirror ripped out and an emo band poster in its place. It’s matched with a “rolling” office chair that has lost all of its feet and now can only swivel. I stand up and walk over to my dresser resting against the far wall. It has mixed matched handles not one quite resembling another, a rooted off top exposing the top drawers, and only one foot making it lopsided. I open one of the middle drawers and grab my usual outfit of a plain t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I change my clothes, throwing the dirty ones in a hamper, then stand in front of the vanity mirror I nailed to one of the beams holding the house’s roof up. Inside I see my small body reflected back at me. People have told me I have brown eyes and that match my brown, wavy, long hair. I part my hair into a left side part and steal one last scan of myself before I go. I’m shorter and thinner than average with some of my bone visible in some spots with my hair reaching to the middle of my back. I walk towards the door and grab my signature light gray jacket and my messenger bag. I bend down and lift the hatch that leads to a later for easy access to the ground floor. I climb down, walk through the hallway and turn past the living area to the kitchen. My mom sits half in and half out if the window with a cigarette in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. Her hair is pulled back into a messy bun and she has a gray waitress uniform on that says Jo’s Dinner across the breast pocket. When she notices I am there she blows a puff of smoke out the window and turns to face me.

“How’s my little angel doing this morning,” my mom asks in an bright tone.

“Fine” This is the same routine we go through every morning. My mom has called me angel since I was a little girl because whenever someone watched me they would always tell my mom I was an angel. I still don’t really break the rules if there isn’t a reason to, so my reputation still reigns true.

“So what are you going to do this weekend,” my mom questions as she turns back to the window.

“Sarah asked if I could spend the night at her house tonight if your cool with it,” I say trying to attempt a happy voice.

“Of course you can go. You do know you can have your friends over here,” my mom said in a in a worried tone.

“Yes” I say in an exasperated voice.

I walk over to the counter and steal a piece of my mom’s toast before I head out.

“Bye mom” I say closing the door not giving her time to respond.

I walk down the sidewalk with my earbuds in and my old mp3 player playing some old music. As the prospect of school looms literally around the corner I like to distract myself with the classic rock songs of the 80’s. The entrance to school is always crowded with people standing around waiting for friends, so I tend to sneak in one of the back doors. The theater kids use as a loading dock for there props and they have a bad habit of leaving it unlocked after their practices. I walk over to the dock and open the door to find a pitch black hallway that leads to the stage of the auditorium. I walk to the end and then on stage and I keep going until I am at the door leading out of the room. I push it open and walk into a common area waiting room where people wait for the doors to concerts of plays to open. Like me, a mediocre amount of students wait for class here in the mornings. I find an open chair in the corner and turn up my headphones to max to block out as much sound as possible. I peer over a boy’s shoulder and read the time off his phone and see that I have about twenty minutes before I need to head for class. I lean back in my chair the best I can and close my eyes. I let my mind run wild, thinking about a different life in a far off place. I settle on a fantasy world full of magic and let my mind naturally create a life and scenarios in it. I call theses moments alone Mind Movies. Whenever I am bored or waiting to do something I “watch” a Mind Movie.

I have a feeling it is about time to go so I open my eyes and look at the time again. I was about five minutes early, but I guess I could leave now. Getting up I walk past the tables of the common area and try and exit out into the hall. I walk down the crowded hallways squeezing pass my priors to get to first period. I eventually find my way to B108 my history class. My seat is in the back next to the far wall. I sit right behind this girl who reads under her breath and talks to the guy beside her a little too much. Her friend used to sit next to me, but she got moved across the room for “inappropriate classroom edict” in other words she was talking during the lessons.

I am usually the first one to sit down since the rest of the class is talking to their friends either in here or the hall, today is no different. I take my seat and look up to the clock which reads 8:35 about ten minutes until the bell for class rings. A group of kids sit in the corner adjacent to mine talking about the latest drama. I pull out my library book called Frozen Sun. I turn to the six chapter labeled Icy Cores where I left off yesterday and start to read about the dead suns of the universe. I get so invested that I almost don’t realize when someone takes the seat next to me. This isn’t unusual for a group of students to sometimes take the seat back here to talk, but this time without even looking up I know this person is alone.

“Hi my name is Claire,” she says in my direction. I can tell that this greeting is meant to be reciprocated, but I don’t want to have a talking session take away from my book.

“Hi,” I say hoping the short response will scare her away.

“ Um... what’s your name?”

By the tone of her voice I can tell my strategy is working.

“ Val.”

“Well Val, I am new here and Mr. Stewart told me this seat was open and that if I had any questions or need help finding something in the building than to ask someone around me,” she says seeming to have her confidence back.

“Well the girl that sits in front of me will be more than happy to show you around. Her name is Sarah by the way.”

“Oh... thanks I guess,” she said in a somewhat confused sounding voice. I am pretty sure she is done talking to me so I return to my book that my eyes never left in the first place.

“So what do we usually do in this class anyways,” Claire says with a brighter tone then before. It is almost like she knows what I am doing and fighting back with her intrusiveness. Well I can fight too.

“ I don’t understand why you are still talking to me when I already said that Sarah would answer your questions,” I say putting a little irritation in my voice. That will definitely get her to leave me alone.

“I just.. thought we.. could be friends,” she says in a small voice.

I am a little taken aback by this. No one has ever tied to be my “friend” since preschool maybe because we haven’t had an new people in years and word of me spreads quickly to new comers. I can’t stop myself before my reaction slips and I look up from my book to see a girl with light gray hair and a nice shirt and jeans sitting next to me. She is looking at me with an emotion I can’t quite place in her dark eyes.

“Oh,” I say not thinking.

Ding ding

“Class take your seats it is time to start. Please turn to page 56 in your history book.”

It looks like I lost …or was she even fighting?

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