#miss naya queen of my heart

[phoeberidgers]

SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP T-T

this girl GETS me ok. on a level no one else does. loml right here. not only did she write this beauty for my early bday present but she made me an accompanying PLAYLIST 😭😭😭 the direct way to my fucking heart. (along with somno.. and ofc pussy eating king frankie morales >>>>>) THANK YOU BABY I WILL CHERISH THIS AND YOU FOREVER AND EVER 🤍🤍🤍

In The Darkness There’s So Much I Wanna Do

Kinktober Prompt 2: Somnophilia

Pairing: Frankie Morales x F!reader

minors DNI with my work please!!

A/N: Howdy howdy my babies! This is dedicated to my beautiful beautiful stunning @phoeberidgers whose birthday it is (and if you can find the fun birthday reference in here I'll give you a sticker) seeing as she is Frankie lover number one, this is literally just for her. Thank you to the absolute loml @carlynkurin for beta’ing this (and all my other fics) for me. I hope the rest of you hornballs enjoy this. peace and love on the planet earth from me xoxo

Tags: somno, praise, oral (f! receiving), pussy eating king frankie morales everyone, established relationships, pre discussed kinks, loverboy frankie

word count: 2.1k

Summary: The days are long, and the nights are longer for Frankie. His hours at work have been killing him, and keeping him from you more than he wants to admit, but seeing you so peaceful at night is keeping him going

Frankie was an attentive lover, if there was ever an example of one. Bringing you flowers and chocolate when he knew your week was long, ordering you take out when he wasn't over to cook with you, sending you videos of celebrities you pine over. The perfect man wrapped up with a bow for you. Unfortunately, your perfect man came with long hours, bags under his beautiful baby brown eyes, and a thousand apologies that you’d constantly tell him not to make. 

You knew his work was important, your hard working boy, but it didn't mean it didn't make you a little upset. It wasn't uncommon for you to go to sleep before he even makes it home, curling into his pillow relishing in the smell of him, firewood and the slightly drizzly trail where you both go on frequent Sunday picnics. He hated leaving you at home alone, it made him feel like he was suffocating without you. He swears that if he could quit his job right now and spend every second of the day touching you, he would do it in a heartbeat. He doesn’t even need more than a touch, the simple feeling of his hand on yours, or your sides pressed together while you huddle for warmth is enough to keep him going forever. 

Frankie groans when he enters the house, his bones creaking as he stretches his limbs out on the couch and takes off his boots. He silently chides himself when he sees the lack of light in your bedroom and cringes when he sees the time 10:13. He swore that he would try to be earlier today, that he missed having dinner with you, missed being able to see you for more than an hour while you both get ready for the day in the morning. You had reassured that you understood and that it didn't bother you, but he knew it wasn't your favorite thing in the world. He wasn't blind, he could see the look on your face when he’d remind you he was working late again, saw your side table peeking open, your vibrator freshly washed because he hadn’t been able to touch you in days. 

It was killing him with how pent-up he was. He would catch himself getting hard at work at the most innocuous things. You had sent him a photo of you holding up a piece he needed to see and the sight of your hands had all the blood rushing to his cock, memories of your fingers spreading yourself open for him flooding his mind. "You had sent him a voice note in which your dog jumped on you, a fit of giggles bubbling out of you, and all he was thinking about was every single time he had drawn a gasp, moan, and shaky little sigh from between your lips. All in all, Frankie was needy. Needier than he had been in a long time. He doesn't even remember being this pent up while he was deployed, it had been easy then, to simply jerk himself off in a few minutes to some old magazines he had managed to keep. But now.. Now there was you. And no magazine was going to compare to you. Your hips, your eyes, your tummy, everything about you made him feel like he was going to explode. 

He slips into the bedroom and his gaze falls to the light of the moon filtering over your sleeping body. Fuck if you weren't perfect. He slips over to where you lay in bed and feels his heart (and dick) swell a little bit. He stares at you for a moment, watching the gentle rise and fall of your chest with every breath you take, just reveling in how effortless it was for you to look this good. He knows he should shower, knows that he should change and eat the leftovers you left in the microwave for him like you always do, but he can’t help himself. He slips off his jeans not even bothering with his shirt, and slips onto the bed, his  forearms holding him up. He takes a moment to admire you, committing every curve and dip of your face to memory before he peppers faint kisses over you. He stills every so often, making sure you weren’t being disturbed, but he isn't a patient man often. 

You smell so fucking good, he wants to bottle it up and keep it with him for a hard day, You’re the only thing that can get him off anymore. He nips gently at your neck, grinning when he sees a soft red mark blooming on your skin. He slips the blanket off of your form, not that it was covering you completely anyway, and feels his eyes roll back into his head at the sight of you wearing one of his shirts. The fabric of the shirt had bunched up over your hip, the curve of your ass practically begging him to do something, to do anything. He traces an experimental line over the soft skin of your leg, watching as the goosebumps trail after his finger. His eyes moved up to make sure he wasn't disturbing you, and when he saw your face still at peace he continued. 

He moves back to your ankle, his head dipping down to press a kiss to it. If he could, he would kiss every single inch of you. Every part that he loves more than life itself. His hand wraps around your calf as his lips trace up the skin, the hair of his beard scratching you softly. As he makes his way to your thighs, he can't help but leave a few bites on them as he spreads your legs slowly. He doesn't move for a moment, his eyes locked on the plush of your pussy through your panties. he just stays there for a while, the soft fabric pulled against you looked sinful to him in the moment. 

The way the moon glows on your skin is like a guiding light for him, basking you in a silvery glow. Frankie swears his heart stops when you shift, your body spreading for him. Even subconsciously, you know that it was his touch, that you wanted him. He brings his nose to the waistband of your panties, nudging the elastic slightly before ducking his head down to smell you. The fact that you made him feel like a teenage boy again would be almost embarrassing if he wasn’t truly obsessed with you. With the way that just the smell of you made him dizzy, made his hips grind into the mattress subconsciously. His eyes press close when he presses an open mouthed kiss to your clothed cunt, the taste of your arousal making him groan into your skin. 

You had cum tonight, he knew the taste of you like the back of his hand, and he twinged in annoyance with himself that he wasn't home to watch you fall apart. The open side table, your toy sitting neatly inside of it, the taste of you, it all goads him on to go further;to prove that he was better than them. He narrows his eyes and focuses back on you. He would never blame you for taking care of yourself, he simply wishes that it could have been him. His plush lips press against you again, his tongue darting out to lick a stripe over the growing damp spot on your panties and grins to himself when he feels your legs twitch slightly at the contact. Frankie wants to stay here until he dies. bathed in moonlight, his head between your soft thighs, and your pussy practically dripping from his barely there touches. 

He can’t help himself, he knows that he should probably wake you up and tell you that he’s home, apologize for how long he was gone, but he was trapped where he was. He pulls the thin fabric of your panties to the side, a soft whimper leaving his lips when he sees how wet you were for him. “Pretty fucking thing….” He presses his mouth onto you soft and gentle, knowing you were probably still sensitive, and traces his tongue over the sides slowly.  Your taste was intoxicating, addicting. You were the pomegranate seeds, sweet and ripe on his tongue, that had him returning over and over again. 

He can feel your body stirring against him, your breathing becoming a little more shallow as he continues his ministrations against you. His head ducks down again and he holds your thighs in his big hands as his tongue flicks against you, lewd noises coming from his mouth as he moans into you. The curve of his nose pressing against your clit as he practically worships you, his jaw working like a man starved. Despite your slumbering state you could feel the haze of pleasure bubbling in your stomach, your body rocking slightly as he drew your orgasm closer and closer. He could tell you were close, he could always tell with you, he craved it. His hands move away from your thighs and spread your pussy open, his tongue lapping at you like he was begging you to fall apart. 

You wake up feeling incredibly good, your body was tingly and your ears were ringing, eyes barely fluttering open. You could hear him still working at your drooling pussy, your hand moving sluggishly to push his head away “Frankie?” you croak out, voice hoarse with sleep. 

“jus’ looking at you baby” he hums, blowing a soft breath of cold air against you, making your hips jolt up “so fuckin’ pretty” he murmurs pressing another kiss to your aching cunt “couldnt help myself.” 

In hindsight you should have known better than to try and move his head, it was a futile attempt that had no real chances of working. One of his hands moves to grab yours, bringing it down to his lips and giving your fingers a quick peck, before lacing them with his and holding it against the side of your hip. The sight of his eyes looking up at you through his lashes while he draws circles around your swollen clit with practiced precision should be preserved in a gallery. The way his pupils dilate with every taste, how he barely takes time to breathe, his hair sticking to the sweat on his forehead, he was a damn work of art. Your legs shake as his lips wrap around your clit, sending you tumbling over the edge of your orgasm, feeling his broad shoulders keep your legs from clamping around him. Frankie’s lips don't stop until he’s taken every single bit of your pleasure from you, every single moan, whine, and quiver of your body spurring him on. 

“Mine.” He practically purrs against your skin, collecting the last of your arousal on his tongue before pressing a kiss to the inside of your thigh “All mine.”

You aren’t sure if your brain has caught up with the pleasure you were just subjected to, not that there was a single complaint from you. “Hi,” your voice is still slightly raspy, both with sleep and pleasure, when you manage to form a coherent sentence “when’d you get home?” You mumble, hand raking through his soft curls.

“Mmm, ‘bout 45 minutes ago” he hums, glancing at the clock on the side table which now reads 11:09 while his cheek rests on your stomach, planting the occasional kiss on the soft skin. “missed you today baby.” You feel your heart melting at his words. No matter how often he says it, which is very often, you always feel special just knowing that you were on his mind 

“I missed you more” you grin at him, knowing how much he hates when you try to one-up him. You hear a grumble come out of his mouth and feel him nip at your hip bone, making you squeak slightly 

“Never, baby.” he whispers, tongue soothing over the bite he just left on you. “Not a damn chance in the world of that.”

 You were honestly too tired to argue with him at this point, simply letting out a non committal hum and closing your eyes. They peek open after a moment when he lets out a quiet moan against your skin “baby..?” you ask softly, eyelids heavy.  

He grunts, his hips rutting against the soft sheets, his cock aching after getting to taste you “go back to sleep baby..” he groans “gonna stay right here,” he kisses the crease of your thigh “just wanna taste you again.” You barely have time to register his words before his lips find your cunt again, his moans vibrating against your sensitive skin as you let your eyes close again. It was about to be a long night.

[khoicesbyk]

The Royal Romance.

Forevermore.

A/N: this is the next chapter in the journey of my OTP. Follow along for the fun.

Rated: Mature (at times can and will be Explicit. I'll be sure to change the rating when and if that happens). | Contains sexual content and strong language. (You know? The usual. Y'all should be used to this from me by now 😁) | Bolded and/or italicized words are conversations and thoughts of the characters. | Main Characters: King Marquise Rys (LI) and Queen Shanelle Miller-Rys (MC) | All Characters and names: (except MC and original characters created by me and/or other authors [their characters have been mentioned and/or used in the story with their permission] ) are property of Pixelberry.

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Chapter 12.) Somber.

A few days after hearing of King Elgin’s unfortunate passing, Marquise found himself sitting in his office holding a drink in his right hand while staring at the recording device he used when King Elgin visited. It never dawned on him that someone who was like a father to him would be gone. Not again. Not since George passed away. 

But here he sat alone in his office deep in his thoughts. He has always known that it is extremely dangerous for a Monarch to show any type of emotion. Yet, he found himself mournful and sad. Elgin was like a father to him. Always encouraging him and oftentimes challenging him. It felt like a small piece of his heart had died when he heard the news. As he stared at the recording device, he wondered why he didn't notice that something was off about His former Majesty. 

Marquise pondered these thoughts further as he watched the single ice cube swirl in the harsh waves of Van Nevarkis in his class. He pressed play and replayed the conversation. Whether it was to hear Elgin’s voice one last time or not, he hadn't decided. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear the knock at his office door. 

It was Margo. 

“My King? Are you alright?” she asked as she entered his office. 

“Huh? Yes. I'm alright. What are you doing here?” he replied as he switched off the recording device. 

She sat down at his desk. 

“I was with Her Majesty and the children when she said you were here in your office.” 

Marquise nodded. 

“What brings you here mama?” Marquise asked. 

“I wanted to check on you. I know you’re taking Elgin’s death hard. Even though you're trying to hide how you feel.” she replied, “So how are you doing? How are you feeling?”

Marquise shook his head. 

“Thank you, mama. I am…indescribable.”

“It's okay to grieve, my love. You know this don't you?”

“I know. I just wish I knew he was dying. I would've done more or done as much as I could had I known.” 

Margo reached out and took his hand in hers. 

“My love, while I know why you wish you could have saved him, I'm sure that he was at peace in his final moments. He wanted to see you one last time. He wanted to see you as the King you are. I'm sure he didn't want you to feel sorry for or pity him. That was not the King Elgin we both knew.”

Marquise sighed. 

“I know.”

“Have you spoken to Naya since the news broke?” Margo asked. 

“Yes, I have. I'm scheduled to go visit with her tomorrow,” he replied. 

“How do you feel about that?” 

“It will be awkward, that's for sure. But I have no intention of upsetting her.”

“What about her cousin? Have you spoken to her or her father?”

“Nope. I don’t even know if they've spoken to Naya.”

“I'm sure they've tried. Especially Dante.”

“Yeah, but I doubt she's spoken to Dante. She still holds the same grudge against him that her father did.”

Margo nodded. 

“Does she know about Tariq?”

“Yes. I told her when I spoke to her. She wants to meet with him. And I've arranged that for her. I'm sure she wants to give him a very big piece of her mind.” 

“Do you think she'll ever forgive him?”

“I don’t know for sure but if I had to hazard a guess I’d say no. But stranger things have happened.” 

“This is true. Well, would you like me to accompany you tomorrow when you visit with Naya?” Margo asked. 

“I would like that very much,” he replied. 

“I look forward to accompanying you tomorrow, my King.”

Marquise smiled softly at her. Later that night he found himself in the company of his very pregnant wife.

“I would go with you to visit Naya but I feel like I'm the last person she wants to see right now.”

“I know. That's why I’m glad Mama will be going with me. It'll be good for her to get out and get some fresh air.”

“This is true. Have you spoken to Naya?”

“Yes. She knows I'll be there tomorrow. I have Elgin’s will. It'll be read tomorrow.”

“What about the recording? What are you going to do with it?” Shanelle asked. 

“I have a separate one from the original. I'll give that one to her. So she could hear his voice one last time. I'll release the original after his funeral. I also received a package for his granddaughter.”

“What do you mean?” she asked. 

“It's a bear with his voice recorded on it,” he replied. 

“Like Build A Bear? That’s beautiful. I'm sure she’ll love it.”

“I am too.”

The next day, Marquise and Margo were on their way to visit Naya at her home. As they rode along, Marquiss was quietly lost in his thoughts. 

“Are you alright?” Margo asked. 

“Yes, I’m alright. I think reality is finally starting to set in,” he replied. 

“I know this will be somewhat difficult for you but I am here if you need me.”

Marquise squeezed her hand gently. 

“Thank you, Madam. I'll be okay. Just one second at a time.”

When they arrived at the spacious estate they were greeted by Elgin’s most loyal staff. Many were happy to see that the King, his entourage, and the Monarchy hadn't forgotten about them. They were led to a sunroom where Naya was looking out a window. 

“My Princess, His Majesty is here to see you.” her lead staff Tarlov had announced. When Naya turned around to see Marquise, she smiled softly at him. 

“Your Majesty, his esteemed guests, please be welcomed in my father’s…in my home,” she said softly, “You didn't have to come all this way, Your Majesty. This could've waited for later.” 

“You don't need to stand on formality Naya.”

Naya nodded slowly before taking a seat across from him. When she saw Margo she smiled. 

“Hello, Margo. I'm surprised you’re here.”

“I wanted to be here. For you, for Tarlov, and the staff. You all still have friends and family at the palace.”

“Thank you, Margo. My father would've appreciated you being here.”

Margo nodded. 

“I will always miss my favorite lurching liquor cabinet.”

Naya chuckled.

“Again I thank you for being here. I take it Her Majesty won't be joining?” Naya asks. 

“No, she won't. She sends her love and condolences but she thought it best that she stay with our children today.”

“It's for the best. I'm sure I'll see her at the funeral.”

Marquise cleared his throat. 

“I know that I probably shouldn't ask you this but how are you doing Naya?” he asked. 

“I’m numb. I don’t know what or even how to feel. Papa was really all I had left. I have my daughter of course but other than that Papa was it. And now he's gone. I knew he was dying but I didn't think it would be now.” she replied as her voice hitched. 

He handed her a handkerchief and she nodded respectfully as she took it. 

“Thank you. I've been trying for days to hold it together for my daughter’s sake but every time I look at her I see him. She has his smile. She has my mother’s eyes. I can't help but hope that they are together again and happy.” 

“Again I am so sorry for your loss. Your father was a good man and someone I always considered a friend and a mentor. That is why I am honoring tradition and planning his funeral. So that you won't have to worry or trouble yourself.”

“Thank you, Marquise. I wouldn't even know where or even how to begin planning one for him.”

“I also have his will with me. If you’re okay with it, I’d like to read it.”

“Yes. Please go ahead.”

Marquise cleared his throat as pulled out King Elgin’s will. 

“It goes as follows, I, King Elgin Elios Laurent, do hereby bequeath all my earthly possessions to my daughter, Princess Naya Elaine Laurent, and my granddaughter Duchess Bernadette Elaine Laurent II. My treasury will be released into the custody of my daughter, with all but a small portion being set aside for my granddaughter for when she turns 16. If my daughter can not fulfill her duties, then all my possessions will go solely to my granddaughter. I also hereby leave my loyal staff a stipend to pay out for the remainder of their service to my family. My palace will be given to my granddaughter when she becomes of age to attend court and my other homes will be given to my daughter. These are my final recorded wishes.” Marquise read aloud. “Now because of his debt, my father froze most of your father’s assets. But here and now, they will be unfrozen and disbursed to you and your daughter following the instructions of King Elgin’s will.” 

Naya took a deep breath and nodded slowly.

“Thank you. I didn't think he could leave us anything.”

“You're welcome. There are just a few more things I want to share with you if you'll allow me to.”

“Yes of course.”

Marquise took a recording device out of his coat pocket. 

“Your father came to see me right before he died. And he had me record this conversation.”

Marquise played the conversation. Naya nodded slowly while holding back tears. 

“He had told me that he was going to see you but he never said why. And now I know. He wanted you to have his support in case…” Naya trailed off. 

“Yes, he did. And I would not ask this if I didn't think it was important. But given that your father had pledged his support to the crown and not your cousin, do you share his pledge?” he asked softly. 

Naya cleared her throat and then nodded. 

“I do. I share his pledge. To honor my father’s final wish, you and Her Majesty have my full support in this challenge.” she replied. 

“Thank you, Princess. I do appreciate your support more than you know.”

Naya smiled softly. 

“There are a few things we do need to discuss. The first being a package I received for your daughter,” he said as he handed her the gift box.

“What is it?” she asked. 

“Open it,” he replied. 

She opened the box and was stunned to see a teddy bear inside. 

“Where did you get this?” she asks. 

“It was delivered to my office two days ago with instructions that I be kind enough to bring it to you. Again it's for your daughter.”

Naya held the bear close and when she squeezed it lightly, a voice began to speak. It was Elgin.

“To my little sun and stars. Grandpa loves you from the crown of your head to the end of your nose. From the pads of your fingers to your twinkly toes.”

Naya was speechless. 

“Princess are you alright?” he asks. 

“Yes. I-I-I didn't know he had done this. He really loved her.” Naya replied. 

“Just as he loved you.”

Naya looked at him with tears in her eyes. 

“Why would you be so kind to me after everything?” she asked. 

“Despite everything, there is still a small part of me that will always care about you. No matter how much I try to hide it or wish it away. You just lost your father Naya. It would be incredibly cruel of me if I didn't show you compassion.”

“I honestly didn't think you'd ever want to be in the same room with me.”

“I don't hate you. I never have and I never will. I can't.”

“Does your wife know this?” 

“Yes, she knows. She knows how I feel about you.”

Naya nodded. 

“That's something at least.”

“Have you spoken to your uncle?” 

“No. He and Makenna and their family have gone on this campaign about how close they were and that they will be making a statement about his passing soon.” she said with disgust, “To think there was a part of me that thought Kenna was nothing like Dante. I was wrong. She's just as bad. They both know damn well that my father wanted nothing to do with Dante. But they're trying to use my father’s death to their advantage.” 

Marquise nodded.  

“Now we do have to discuss your conviction.”

Naya nodded. 

“Okay.”

“Now your current conviction will be vacated but you will be resentenced. Unfortunately, I can't overlook the death of an innocent man. But I do know that the Ethiopian Government has declined to press further charges against you.”

“I understand.”

“Now I will address your conviction after your father’s funeral. And I will make sure that you meet with Tariq.”

“I don’t know that I want to meet with him. But at the same time, I know that I have to. He's been alive this whole time. He set me up. I begged him or his brother or whatever for a divorce. And he or they kept saying no. Kept telling me no. I begged. I swear I begged.”

“I know.”

“I want him to see my face. I want him to hear my anger.”

“One step at a time Naya.”

Naya nodded. Just then Naya’s daughter came into the sunroom followed by one of the guards. 

“Mama!”

“Hi, sweetie. Come say hello to the King.”

The little girl climbed into her mother’s lap and smiled at Marquise.

“Hi!”

“Hello, Duchess! My what a beautiful little girl you are.” 

She noticed the bear next to her mother.

“Mama bear?” she asked, pointing to the bear.

“Yes, sweetie. This is for you. His Majesty brought it to you. It's from Grandpa.” Naya replied as she handed her the bear, “Here. Squeeze here.”

The little girl giggled as she heard her grandfather's voice. 

“Grandpa Angel,” she said happily. 

She hugged the bear tightly and looked at Marquise.

“Can you say thank you?” 

“Thank you.”

Marquise bowed to her. 

“You're very welcome Duchess.”

Just then a man Marquise recognized entered the room. 

“Oh! I'm so sorry Princess. I didn't know that you were hosting. I didn't mean to interrupt.” he said to Naya before bowing to Marquise, “Your Majesty! It is a pleasure to see you.” 

“Lord Benton. It is good to see you as well.”

“Dada!” the little girl said before hopping down from her mom’s lap and running to his arms.

“Hello, my sweet girl. Have you been a good girl today?” he asked her. She nodded enthusiastically, “Good. Come let's go get a snack so your mother can finish hosting.”

Marquise watched as Lord Benton carried Naya’s daughter to the kitchen. 

“Dada?” he asks. 

Naya chuckled sheepishly. 

“Yes. Trevor and I became close when I was living on the Gemmoran border. He's been in her life since I gave birth to her. My father loved him. He's the only father she's ever known. And he's in love with her. He's so amazing with her.” she replied. 

“His father was part of King Edward’s court, correct?” he asked. 

“Yes. His father Duke Timothy was part of his court but they had a falling out before Edward lost his kingdom.” Naya replied.

Marquise noticed the look on her face. 

“What is it Naya?” he asks. 

“Trevor asked me to marry him but I can't marry him because of the deal I accepted. I am the property of the Monarchy. I am forbidden to marry anyone. But I want to marry him.” Naya replied. 

Marquise nodded. 

“Do you love him?” he asked. 

“Yes. I do. I didn't think I would but I do. He's so gentle. And he loves me and my daughter. I can't imagine what my life would be like without him.” she replied. 

“Then my wife and I won't stand in your way. While the deal you signed can not be reversed, I will allow you to go ahead and marry him if you love him.”

“You mean it?” Naya asked hopefully. 

“Yes. I will speak with Her Majesty but yes go get married. Secure your daughter’s future. And when you are married you will have the option to change her last name to his if that is what you choose to do.”

Naya sighed in relief. 

“Thank you so much.”

“Speaking of your daughter, does Edward know about her?” he asked. 

“Yes. But he wants nothing to do with either of us. I reached out multiple times while I was pregnant but he's done nothing but shun us. Even my father tried to reach out but Genevieve all but bit his head off and threatened him. So I never reached out again. As I said, Trevor is the only father Bernadette knows. I don't have it in me to tell her the painful truth.” she replied.

Marquise nodded. 

“I understand.” 

Naya cleared her throat. 

“I don’t know if I have the right to ask you this but at my father’s funeral, will you walk in with me?” she asked. 

“It would be my honor to walk in with you,” he replied.  

“Thank you. I appreciate you and Margo coming to see me. But I think it's time that I retire for the day. Thank you again for everything.” 

She took a chance and hugged him. 

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have done that.”

He placed a small kiss on the top of her head. 

“Don’t worry about it. Go be with your daughter. I will see you in a few days.”

Naya nodded before she went to be with her family and His Majesty and those with him left. Once His Majesty and Margo arrived back at the palace, they were greeted by his wife and children. 

“Daddy!” The twins said as they ran up to him. 

“There’s my boys. Were you both good while I was gone?” He asked them. They both nodded. 

“Did you have a good visit with Princess Naya, Daddy?” Khari asked. 

“I did. I gave her the bear her father ordered for her daughter.” He replied. 

“I hope she liked it. It was very pretty.”

“I think she did.”

Marquise looked at his wife who smiled softly.

“Come on you three. Daddy probably needs a little bit of rest.” She said as she herded their children. 

Later that night Shanelle joined her husband with a cup of tea while he nursed a whiskey neat.

“How are you feeling?” She asked him. 

“I’m processing…everything.” He replied. 

“Are you sure you’re ready?”

“I don’t know that I have a choice not to be.”

Shanelle nodded. 

“How is Naya doing?” 

“As good as can be expected. I found out that she's engaged.”

“Really?”

“Mmmhmm. You don't know her fiance Lord Trevor Benton. He works in the Prime Minister’s Office, but his father Duke Timothy was a member of Edward’s court back in the day.”

“Maybe my dad might know his father.”

“Probably. According to Naya, they've been close since she gave birth and he asked her to marry him but she couldn't because of the deal she made to become property of the Monarchy. At least not at first.” 

“What do you mean?”

“I told her that we wouldn't stand in her way and that she is free to marry him if she chooses to.” 

Shanelle nodded.

“Good. Because despite our very complicated history, I don't wish her any harm. If he makes her happy then I won't stop her from being happy. As far as the deal is concerned, while it will always be active I don't see the need to impose it. Naya has gone through enough. She just wants to live in peace and have a family. I won't compound what she's going through by forcing her to comply with the deal. If she's happy with him then I want that for her.”

“According to her, he is. And he's the only father her daughter knows.”

“He is? What about Edward?”

Marquise shook his head. 

“According to Naya she tried to reach out but he never responded and when her father tried to, Genevieve threatened him. I don’t know if he knows about her daughter. Then again I don't think Naya wants him to know.” 

“I’ll speak with Edwin. That innocent little girl is part of our family and subsequently so is her mother. As weird as it is for me to admit that.”

“What is your plan?” he asked. 

Shanelle took a thoughtful sip of her tea. 

“You are to write and enact the following order, I want her and her mother placed under the Monarchy’s protection. Because I don't trust Edward or Genevieve to not try to come after her or Naya. By the time she is old enough to come to court, she will be in the same social season as the boys. By then Edward will hopefully be dead.” she replied. 

Marquise nodded. 

“It will be written and signed in the morning, my Queen.”

“Good. Now when is Elgin’s funeral?”

“In two days.”

“Are you ready?” 

Marquise nodded before taking a sip of his drink. 

“I have no choice not to be.” 

“I'll ask Daddy if he’ll go with us.”

“Okay.”

On the day of King Elgin’s funeral, there was a somber feeling in the air for His Majesty as he got ready. Once he was ready, he, Shanelle, and her father left for St. Angelina Basilica. When they arrived, they met with Naya, her daughter, and Lord Trevor.  

“Your Majesties, Your Highness. Good morning. Thank you for joining us today.” he said in greeting. 

“Thank you, milord.” Shanelle replied before smiling softly at Naya, “Good morning Princess.”

“Good…morning Your Majesty. Thank you for coming today. Thank you for sending me flowers and for the tea set for my daughter yesterday. They were beautiful.”

“You're welcome. The tea set was our children’s idea. They thought that your daughter would like it. Well, more so our daughter did. I am so sorry for your loss. I didn't know your father well but I do know that he was a good man, a good King, a good father, and a good grandfather.”

Naya smiled at her as her daughter yawned and then smiled sleepily.

“Hello, sweetheart. You are very pretty.” Shanelle said to the smiling little girl.

“Thank you, Your Majesty. Your kindness means a lot to me.” 

“How are you feeling?” Shanelle asked. 

Naya paused before answering. 

“I am trying to hold it together. But I don't know if I can. I don't know how to do this.” she replied. 

That's when Shanelle wrapped her in a soft hug. That caused Naya to break down into tears in her arms. 

“I know you’re hurt and you’re heartbroken. But I promise you it will be alright.”

Naya pulled back and took a shaky breath. 

“Why would you be so kind to me after everything I've put you through?” Naya asked. 

“Because you've been through enough. This is your chance to start fresh. To have a new life. Filled with love. You have a daughter now. It's no longer just about you. It's about her. And I know you'll do everything for her. In the same way, I will do anything for my children. So now take that chance and go be happy.” Shanelle replied. 

Naya nodded gratefully. 

“I owe you the biggest apology. I will never be able to say I’m sorry enough to you. I was spiteful, evil, bitter, and extremely jealous of you. And you did nothing to deserve any of it from me. So for that, I wholeheartedly apologize for my behavior, Your Majesty.” 

“Consider it water under the bridge now.”

Naya cleared her throat. 

“I don’t know if His Majesty told you but I share my father’s pledged support to you and him in this challenge.”

Shanelle nodded. 

“Thank you, Princess. And I have something for you.” Shanelle as she nodded beyond Naya’s shoulder. 

When Naya turned around Edwin and the rest of his siblings were walking up. 

“What is all of this?” Naya asks. 

Edwin cleared his throat. 

“This is your new family,” he replied. 

“I don't understand Edwin.”

“Let me explain. I know my father wants nothing to do with you and your very beautiful daughter. And I am extremely sorry and embarrassed by that. You deserve to have a family’s love and so does Bernadette. And after discussing it with my siblings, here we are. Your daughter is one of us. And the one thing the Miller clan always does, is we always take care of our own. If you'll have us.” 

Naya was speechless. 

“But why Edwin? Why would you all rally behind me?”

Edwin smiled softly before taking her hand in his. 

“I know our marriage was doomed from the start but I do wish you all the happiness in the world. Trevor is an amazing man and will take very good care of you and your daughter. I do not doubt that. All we’re asking is for a chance to care for our little sister. To show her that she is loved and protected.”

Naya smiled tearily at Edwin. 

“You're right we were doomed but we tried to make it work even after it all fell apart. Because of your kindness, I do accept your offer. Thank you all for caring for me and my daughter. Thank you for including us in your family.”

Naya turned back to Shanelle. 

“And thank you, Shanelle. I know you had something to do with this.”

Shanelle shrugged innocently.

“I know I don’t have the right to ask this of you Shanelle, but one of my father’s favorite songs was Ava Maria. And I wanted to know if you’d do me the honor of singing it today.”

“I’d be honored to sing today.”

Naya nodded appreciatively.

“I was wrong about you. I can only hope you can one day forgive me.” 

“Of course, I can. Today is about new beginnings. So take this new beginning. I’ll see you all inside.” Shanelle said to Naya before she and her father made their way inside the cathedral. Once inside Shanelle and Damien ran straight into Lady Makenna and her family. 

“Take a deep breath.” her father whispered to her, “this is for the Princess, not them.”

“I know Daddy.” 

Lady Makenna raised an eyebrow at Shanelle.

“Why are you here?” She asked Shanelle. 

“I’m here because I am the Queen Of Cordonia. And tradition dictates that I be here. I am here in support of Princess Naya in her time of mourning. Not that I need to explain myself to you.” Shanelle replied. 

Makenna rolled her eyes. 

“Oh please! You don’t even like my cousin. So why are you here?”

“I’ve already told you.”

“So where is your husband? Cowering in a corner?” Lady Makenna asks. 

Shanelle set her jaw after feeling her father gently give her arm a squeeze.

“Her Highness asked him to walk in with her. So he’s with her waiting for King Elgin’s casket to arrive.” Shanelle replied. 

Just then Edwin and his siblings walked in. 

“Why are they here?” Makenna asks. 

“They’re here for their sister and her mother,” Shanelle replied. 

“Naya’s daughter is not their sister!” Makenna hissed. 

“You know what? I’m not about to do this with you. Not today. I am not about to let you turn your cousin’s day of mourning into a circus in your favor.” Shanelle said to her as she and her father tried to make their leave. 

“I’m trying to turn this into a circus?! The whole world knows you can't even stand my cousin! My family and I are actually here to support her. You’re just here to save face!” Makenna hissed at her, “If you expect any of us to believe that you, of all the people in this kingdom, actually care about Naya, think again!”

That’s when Shanelle lost her patience. 

“Lady Makenna will you please shut the fuck up?!”

“Excuse me?! How dare you talk to me like that!” 

“You heard me loud and clear. Today is not about you! It’s certainly not about your father! It is about that poor innocent woman outside who is barely holding it together as we speak! She just lost her father! And rather than just let her mourn, you want to turn this day into a media circus for your cause! Today is not about you! It’s not about your father and his very fractured relationship with King Elgin. It’s about Naya! I would think that you, her cousin, would at least have remembered that!” 

Makenna looked at Shanelle indignantly. Prince Dante cleared his throat before addressing Damien. 

“It’s good to see you, Damien. I’m surprised you’re here.”

“I did grow up with Bernie. She was a dear friend and classmate. I owe it to her to be here for her daughter.”

“You didn't know my brother all that well did you?” Dante asked. 

“Not as well as I should have. But I did know that he was a good husband to Bernie and a great father to his daughter.”

“Yes, he was. He was a good King.” 

“I believe you. While I don’t remember much of your brother’s reign as King, I do however remember your father Elios and his reign as King.”

Dante raised an eyebrow at Damien. 

“My father was no different than King Dominic. The same as I am no different than you.”

“This is true our fathers were no different. But you and I are night and day.”

“How is that? Both of our older brothers became King. While we remain as Princes.” Dante asked. 

“While our brothers did indeed become the Kings, the difference between us is that I didn’t cost my brother his kingdom,” Damien replied. 

Shanelle quietly snickered. 

“If you’ll excuse us. It’s time we took our seats. Be well, everyone.” Damien said to the group, before leading Shanelle to their seats. 

As they took their seats, the organist began to play the funeral march. The doors opened to King Elgin’s casket being carried in by pallbearers with Naya walking behind it holding her sleeping daughter. Walking behind her was Lord Trevor on her right and Marquise on her left. Shanelle joined the group just as the casket was placed at the altar. The casket was draped in the Cordonian National Flag featuring the Royal Crest. 

The funeral got underway. With many celebrating the life and legacy of His former Majesty. Many were impressed with Shanelle’s singing of Ava Maria. Though there were tears, there were also laughs. Many recalled Elgin’s wicked sense of humor, his love for his family, his affinity for chess, a good debate, ballroom dancing, and good liquor. 

When it came time for the eulogy, His Majesty stepped to the altar and took a deep breath before looking out onto the gathered crowd. 

“I will try to keep this as short as possible. I began writing this eulogy the day I heard the news of His Majesty’s passing. To be honest, I never thought I would ever have to give a eulogy to one of the last Great Kings Of Cordonia but I find myself here in this very somber moment. Elgin was a good friend and a steady mentor to me. He always encouraged me to be a better King than my predecessors before me. He challenged me when he thought I was not doing good enough or hard enough. He celebrated with me whenever I accomplished a goal. He was a man of faith. Always believing in God. He was a man of great conviction. Even after losing his kingdom, his conviction remained strong. He was a dedicated servant of his people. Always remaining headstrong. He was a family man. He treasured his wife. He adored his daughter. And would give the world to his granddaughter if he had the power to do so. That is a man to admire. A man to respect. A man to aspire to be. I will always remember His Majesty fondly. I will always keep in mind the wisdom he imparted to me. I will always cherish the friendship we shared.”

Marquise looked at Naya and smiled softly. 

“To his beautiful daughter, you and I have quite the history together. But just know that I send you and your daughter all my love. Your father was indeed a very formidable man. But to those he loved, he was a gentle giant. And I hope you both know how much he loved you. How much he would do any and everything for you. Just to see those beautiful smiles. Naya, you mentioned a few days ago when we spoke that you hoped your parents were reunited, I hope that as well. I know how much he loved and missed your mother. And I hope you know that His Majesty King Elgin Elios Laurent will always be known as The Last Great King Of Cordonia.” 

When he stepped off the altar he was greeted by a hug from Naya. 

“Thank you for everything. I don’t know why you've chosen to be so kind to me but I appreciate it,” she whispered to him. 

“I don't hate you. I never will. And if you ever need me I will always be here.” he whispered back. 

As His Majesty took his seat, Prince Dante stood up and walked up to his brother’s casket fighting back tears. After whispering a prayer and resting a hand on the top of the casket he turned to face the crowd. 

“If you all will indulge me for just a moment. I promise not to take too long,” he said to the crowd before looking at Naya, who refused to make eye contact with him, “To my niece, I know that you…that you hate me. And even I can admit that you have every right to as did your father but I want you to know that I still love you. As I always loved him. I made a terrible mistake. I made a bet that cost our family dearly. And I have regretted that mistake every day since. I will always regret how my selfish ways cost me my relationship with Elgin. I will live with that shame for the rest of my life. As many have said today, my brother was a good man. And a great King. And the day you were born, was the greatest day of his life. His greatest accomplishment was being a King we all could be proud of. And I was proud. I have always been proud of him. And if I could take back what I did, God knows I would. I never would have made that idiotic bet. I never would have done anything to cost him everything. And I can only pray that you'll forgive me.”

Naya took a deep breath before walking to where her uncle was standing. After a brief moment of looking at her father’s casket, she turned to Dante who had his arms open to her. And instead of hugging him, she slapped him. Stunning everyone in the room. 

“You think one little pathetic pity-filled speech is going to erase all you've done?! All that you cost my father?! All you've cost our family?! You decide now is the time to make amends?! YOU HAVE HAD YEARS TO MAKE AMENDS AND YOU ACTIVELY CHOSE NOT TO! For days you and your family have done nothing but use my father's death as a political stunt to make Makenna and her husband look better!” 

Naya was shaking with rage with Trevor standing behind her. 

“Do you even know why he hated you? I bet you don't even remember now. He hated you because when he begged you to tell him the truth about the bet you lost, you chose your own self-centered cowardice and lied to him! It took King Constantine telling him what you had done for you to finally confess. He hated you because when he begged you for help to fight to keep our kingdom and family fortune, you turned your back on him! You took what little treasury Constantine let you keep and abandoned my father. He hated you because when he reached out because he needed a kidney all he asked was for you to get tested. That's it. That's all he asked. And what did you do? You and the no-good golddigger you married decided you and your family couldn't be bothered! That's why he hated you. He hated you because when he needed you most when he still needed his brother…when he needed you, someone he still considered his family…you were nowhere to be found!”

Naya took a shaky breath. 

“One of the last things my father did before he died was have an audience with His Majesty. And in that audience, he pledged his support to The Crown and Their Majesties in Makenna’s challenge for the crown. And here today, I honor my father’s final wish and pledge the same support to Their Majesties. I will stand with The Crown. I stand at His Majesty’s side. So when this challenge is all said and done, I will sit back and watch as you lose…again!” she hissed at him. 

Shanelle glanced back to see the paparazzi snapping photos and whispering fiercely before she whispered to her husband. 

“Wow! And here I thought her always being pissed at me was bad.”

“Her father never forgave him and now we all know neither will she,” he whispered back. 

When Marquise looked over at Lady Makenna, he gave her a smug smirk and wink. Everyone followed Naya and her family out of the church to the waiting hearse then left for the family mausoleum. After a small repast, The Royal Couple was back at home after an eventful day.

“Well, today was quite a day,” Shanelle said to her husband. 

“Indeed. I haven't seen Naya that angry in years. And I've literally known her my entire life.”

“Does she really hate him?” Shanelle asks. 

“Hate is a pretty strong word. I don't know if she truly hates him. I know her father did. I think she's angry and she's hurt and she lashed out at him because much like Elgin she blames him for the fall of her father’s kingdom.” Marquise replied. 

Shanelle nodded. 

“She looked exhausted when we left.”

“I'm sure she was. And with the press covering the funeral, I'm sure she just wanted the day to be over.”

Shanelle scoffed. 

“Y’know Lady Makenna accused us of attending King Elgin’s funeral to save face. But after the way Naya ripped into her uncle, I have a feeling they'll be the ones doing damage control.” 

“Damage control will have to wait until after the inquiry.” 

“You still want to go through with it?” Shanelle asked. 

“Oh yes. They requested it and we've put it off long enough. So get ready. The inquiry is on Monday.” Marquise replied.  

“I will set my calendar.” 

That following Monday morning, Their Majesties made their way down to the dungeons. When they got there, they were led to a small conference room and were greeted by Lord and Lady Gallagher and the head of the dungeons, Viscount Hammond Durand. 

“Good morning Your Majesties. It is good to see both,” he said in greeting. 

“Good morning to you Viscount Durand. It is good to be here this morning.” Marquise replied. 

“Indeed. And now that you and Her Majesty are here, we can begin the inquiry into the death of one Anton Severus. So everyone please be seated.” Viscount Durand announced, “Now everyone has been given a copy of Mr. Severus’s autopsy as well as copies of the photos taken by guards after his body was discovered. Listed on the autopsy report is the confirmed time of body discovery, an official cause of death, and the recorded time of death.”

“Thank you, Viscount,” Marquise replied. 

As the inquiry carried on, many of the guards were questioned about their whereabouts and whether any of them had any grudges against Anton. Then came time to speak to the inmates. Many were interviewed and many said they kept their distance from Anton. Many spoke about how uncomfortable they were with Anton’s incessant rants against the Monarchy and how he wanted it to fall and many were annoyed about how much he constantly worried about his aunt and her health. But all inmates interviewed admitted they had nothing to do with Anton’s death. After a small lunch break, it was down to the last two inmate interviews. 

“Is it over yet?” Shanelle whispered to her husband. 

“It will be as soon as we interview the last two inmates.” He replied. 

“Who?” She asked. 

As soon as Shanelle asked him, Lucretia Nevrakis and Claudius Castiglione were led into the room. 

“You have got to be kidding me.” Shanelle hissed under her breath. 

Marquise raised an eyebrow. 

“I am looking forward to this,” Marquise replied to his wife. 

“Good afternoon to you both. Please be seated so we can proceed.” Viscount Durand said to Lucretia and Claudius. After they were seated the questioning began. 

“Well well well…I see she's pregnant again. Well, felicitations to you both. Hopefully, this baby will end you two once and for all.” Lucretia said to the couple. 

Shanelle remained silent while Marquise cocked his head to the side. 

“How long do we have to be here?” Claudius asked. 

“Until all our questions are answered,” Marquise replied. 

“Oh really? What if we have nothing to say?” Lucretia asks. 

“You may not but I’m sure your fellow cellmate does,” Marquise replied. 

“You're right. I do. All these years later I still hate you both! I want you both dead!” Claudius seethed. “This kingdom deserves new leadership and that new leadership is Lord and Lady Gallagher. I support their campaign for the throne.” 

“And what about you Lucretia? Do you share that sentiment?” Marquise asked.

“Of course. Ruining you is my life’s mission.” Lucretia replied. 

“Thank you Lucretia and thank you, Claudius. We appreciate your support.” Lord Gallagher said to them, “Your continued loyalty to The Sons Of Earth is commendable.”

Marquise tapped his chin. 

“Claudius, tell me about your relationship with Anton?” Marquise asked. 

“Not that it's any of your business but we were brothers in arms. We believe that the Monarchy is corrupt and should be abolished and your family should be cast out of Cordonia or better yet killed entirely! Including your children!” Claudius sneered in response. 

Marquise shrugged. 

“Do you have a question, Your Majesty?” Lady Gallagher asked Marquise. 

“I do indeed. Tell me Claudius, how long were you and Anton lovers?” Marquise asked. 

That question stunned the room. Claudius just stared at Marquise. 

“Are you not going to answer?” Marquise asks. 

“How did you?” Claudius replied. 

“No need to feign shock, Cladius. I've known for years that you two were lovers. While you both did your best to hide it.” Marquise replied.

“You don't know what you’re talking about!” Claudius spat at Marquise. 

“You forget Claudius, I am the King. And as said King, there isn't anything you or anyone in this kingdom can hide from me. Because I always find out. One way or another. Now I could be a better King and share what I learn with my wife but given her current state of pregnancy, I feel it best not to burden her with so much stress. But I digress, I also know your intimate relationship is why you hated Anton’s aunt so much. Because he began to care about someone and something who wasn't you or your cause.”

“Wow! Oh my God!” Shanelle whispered. 

“Cat got your tongue, my good man?” Marquise asked Claudius who sat quietly fuming, “Now that I have your attention, perhaps you and Lucretia would like to tell us about the meeting you two had with Lady Gallagher’s father the day before their ill-fated Welcome Ball.” 

Lucretia blinked at him. 

“I-I-I don’t know what you're talking about,” Lucretia said hastily.

“Neither do I!” Claudius agreed. 

“Oh no? You see the guards alerted me a few weeks ago that you both had requested two separate yet odd doctor appointments in Dalevandon. So imagine my surprise when neither of you were at said doctor's appointments you requested but instead, you were meeting with Prince Dante at one of my favorite bakeries in the area.” 

“What are you talking about Marquise?” Lady Makenna asks. 

Marquise reached into his pocket and pulled out a small recording device before opening the folder in front of him revealing several photos. He pressed the play button, playing a recorded 45-minute conversation between Prince Dante, Claudius, and Lucretia.

“That is what I’m talking about, Makenna. Because you see that conversation can easily be a charge of treason for your father.” Marquise replied, before turning his attention to Claudius and Lucretia, “So why would you two lie about needing to go see doctors? And remember lying to me is never the correct answer.”

Claudius and Lucretia looked at each other before Lucretia spoke. 

“His Highness was gracious enough to inform us that when his daughter and son-in-law win, not only will our sentences be commuted but I will be named the new Head of House Nevrakis and the new leader of Lythikos, and Claudius here would be free to resurrect The Sons Of Earth. Preferably in Her Majesty’s old palace.” 

“And when I resurrect The Sons Of Earth, I’ll take your children and use them as my slaves!” Claudius hissed. 

Marquise nodded while Shanelle silently fumed. 

“Commuted sentences and political favors. Those are very lofty dreams for your father to sell, Kenna.” Marquise said to Lady Makenna, “Very lofty dreams indeed. And quite treasonous I might add. Especially for you Claudius. To say you'd turn my children into your slaves. You must really believe that my wife and I will lose.”

“Yes, I do. And when you lose, I'll be the one to kill you before I kill her!” Claudius hissed while pointing at Shanelle, “And just because I will be able to, I'll even be the one to deflower that precious little princess of yours before I sell her out to the highest bidder!”

“And what a marvelous day that will be,” Lucretia added. 

“I've heard enough,” Shanelle said to her husband. 

Marquise cleared his throat. 

“Well, there went my attempt to change your minds. I just have one more question, do either of you know that there are signed death warrants with your names on them?” Marquise asked. 

Lucretia and Claudius looked at each other. 

“Yes, we know about them. You signed them after we were convicted and sentenced.” Lucretia replied. 

“You remember how they work don't you?” Marquise asked. 

“Yes. A signed death warrant is only active as long as the Monarch who issued it is alive. But once you lose they'll be null and void.” Lucretia replied. 

“And we’ll be free!” Claudius spoke up. 

“Well, that's one part of it,” Marquise said as he stood up and helped Shanelle to her feet.

“What are you talking about Marquise?” Lord Gallagher asks. 

The Royal Couple stopped at the door. 

“First of all, it’s Your Majesty. Not that you need to be reminded of that. And if you must know, I'm talking about the death warrants. While Lucretia is right, the death warrants are only active as long as I am alive.” Marquise replied. 

“Which won't be for very much longer.” Lucretia sneered. 

“She failed to mention the one caveat about them.” Marquise quipped. 

“What caveat?” Lady Makenna asked. 

With a slight nod from the King, two guards stepped up, one plunged their sword into the chest of Claudius and the other used theirs to slit Lucretia’s throat. Killing them both. 

“She failed to mention that a death warrant is not only active as long as I’m alive but it can be carried out at any point per the Monarch’s discretion. Even now.” Marquise replied, “And now Lucretia gets to be the first woman executed on Cordonian soil in over 300 years.” 

“My God! You are barbaric!” Lord Gallagher yelled at Marquise. 

Marquise menacingly loomed over Lord Gallagher.

“Correction: I am the King, who's slowly losing his patience with the two of you.” Marquise sneered before turning back to his wife, “Now I do believe this inquiry into Anton Severus’s death is over.”

“You're doing nothing but proving that we’re right!” Lady Makenna sneered at him. 

That's when Marquise’s phone buzzed.

“What’s this?” Marquise asked as he read the headline, “Prince Dante Laurent arrested for treason. My my! How unfortunate.”

“Treason?! You can't do that!” Lady Makenna exclaimed. 

“I guess we’ll see won't we, my Lady? Now have a day you both deserve.” Marquise said to her. 

With that, Their Majesties walked out of the conference room. Once outside Shanelle let a breath she’s been holding in. 

“Are you alright?” Marquise asked her. 

“Yes, I'm fine, or at least I will be. All thanks to the anti-nausea medication I took,” Shanelle replied. 

“I’m sorry you had to see all that.”

“I didn't. I closed my eyes. But I’m not sorry about it. I'm glad they're both dead. Especially after what that son of a bitch said about our children. Especially Khari.”

“I should've had them executed years ago but I saw no point until now.”

“I understand. We had better things to do. Now I do have a question, when did you leak the evidence to the CBC?” Shanelle asked.

“I didn't. Naya did. She received it on the day of Elgin’s funeral and she sent copies of what she received to the press and to my office.” Marquise replied. 

“Wow! So she sold him out.”

“Actually her father did. He was the one having his brother tailed. So I guess you can consider this as his one final fuck you to Dante.” 

Shanelle nodded. 

“So what happens now?” Shanelle asks. 

“Since the arrest warrant for treason was issued for Dante, he will be held until I figure out what to do with him,” Marquise replied. 

“Can you really do that?” Shanelle asked as they started to walk down the hall to the elevator. 

“Of course. I have evidence of treason. I can have Prince Dante held for the duration of this challenge if I choose to do so.” he replied.

Shanelle nodded before she glanced back down the hall. 

“Then I say you should keep him locked up until all of this foolishness with his daughter and son-in-law is finally over. Oh! And while you’re at it, have him under a strict no-visitors policy. Outside of his legal counsel. That should make Lady Makenna squirm enough.” 

Marquise chuckled before he kissed the back of her left hand as they entered the elevator. 

“By your command, my Queen.”

Once inside the elevator, Marquise’s phone buzzed again. This time with a link. 

“What is it?” Shanelle asked.

When Marquise opened the link, it opened to a press conference. 

“Hello everyone. My name is Lord Tariq Sauvageon. And I am here today to tell the world that not only am I alive but I am also here to tell my story to the world.”

Shanelle exhaled slowly. 

“Well, this oughta be good.” Shanelle said to her husband. 

“Indeed.”

“What do you think he's gonna say?” she asked. 

“Whatever it is he's about to say, it better be good enough to save him and his family’s all but ruined reputation,” Marquise replied. 

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Winter 2013 - The Beginning of the End and Dianna’s Private Tumblr

January 4, 2013 - Haylor Breakup

Taylor and Harry publicly split and leave us with this iconic picture:

January 10, 2013 - People’s Choice Awards

Haylor is done, Harry is back in the UK, but Taylor shows up with a hickey anyway.  (Dianna is in LA at this time.)

Some time this month Taylor writes How You Get The Girl which is about obviously someone who comes back to get the girl.  She references “standing in the rain” and “a long six months.”  It’s hard to know if these details are more “fanfic” or actual autobiographical details.

This six months may actually refer to the end of bearding for a while (because it seems like Swiftgron did reunite in Paris in early October.)  Exactly six months after Taylor started dating Conor Kennedy would be January 25th, 2013.

As for the rain...

It rained twice in LA this month according to weather reports on the 21st and on the 23rd:

Dianna is in LA at this point and has started a private Tumblr blog under the name whosirmesir (we verified it was hers over on @swiftgron-get-married - and you can click here for more on that if you’re curious and actually I did an entire podcast episode walking people through it if you’re like like to listen to an in depth breakdown of it click here for apple OR click here for spotify OR click here for google.  

I also recommend searching the whosirmesir tag on @swiftgron-get-married​ because we’ve logged a lot of interesting moments and connections to Taylor (quotes, art, and other items that tie DIanna and Taylor together.)

On the private tumblr on January 25th Dianna reblogs this:

It reads “i think we’re just gonna have to be secretly in love with each other and leave it at that...”

This is also the time period it is rumored that Dianna proposed to Taylor.  I’m not sure what to make of these rumors.  I have not been able to get anywhere near confirming them.  It’s entirely unsubstantiated - but I explored the rumor further in this blog post (click for link.)  And also on the podcast (will link just a bit down in this post because it relates to something else we’re about to discuss.)

February 4, 2013 - Dianna recommends “Far Nearer” by Jaime on twitter:

The lyrics are essentially:

“I feel better when I, you feel better when I I feel better when I have you near me

You Me You I do, I do, I do���

repeated over and over again

February 9, 2013 - Neruda quote on Tumblr from Dianna

Dianna posts a quote to Tumblr.  The translation is, “I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.”

It’s worth noting that Taylor namechecked Neruda in the Red album booklet.

February 10, 2013 - The Grammys

Dianna wants to make sure everyone is watching:

And Taylor posts:

“Look what happened! :)”

She won for Safe and Sound:

And she performs her circus themed rendition of WANEGBT (where she mocks Harry Styles on stage making fun of his accent when she sings the “so he calls me up on the phone” part of the song even though this song was written before she was even with him.)

The only other time Dianna tweeted about the Grammys was when Glee was involved the year before.

February 14, 2013 - Achele breakfast and The Inside Source at Glee Tweet

According to a Facebook user Cory, Dianna, and Lea have breakfast this morning (or around this time):

Later that day Taylor posts the infamous tweet:

The Glee Episode “I Do” airs and there is no Taylor song included.  However Dianna and Naya’s characters hook up:

After the episode airs Taylor deletes her tweet.

As always I’m not entirely sure what to make of this but to me it boils down to three possibilities:

1.  The fandom seems to think this proves that Dianna purposefully tricked Taylor into watching her “hook up” with Naya on screen.  It’s completely possible that that’s the case but I think the next two options make a bit more sense.

2.  It was a simple misunderstanding or a joke gone wrong.  Taylor had a song earlier on that season of glee (Mine sung as a breakup song by Naya) and I have been told another song of Taylor’s was marketed for another glee episode later that spring.  Perhaps someone got their wires crossed and misinformed Taylor.  

3.  Other nefarious parties:  

a.  It’s possible that Lea was behind this - she publicly had beef with Taylor at one point and she had been with Dianna that morning.  Maybe she met up with DIanna, heard about Swiftgron being happy and back together and got a little jealous and decided to prank Taylor.  

b.  Ryan Murphy also seemed to despise both Dianna and Taylor around this time.  He was also famous for stirring up drama with Gleeks on twitter and generally sewing discontent (particularly surrounding wlw ships and fans).  Ryan seems to have a problem with women/lesbians in general.  He treated Brittana as a couple horribly on Glee as well as their shippers.

He very publicly shaded Taylor in season one of Scream Queens and said in an interview that Dianna ruined Quinn for him because he said she made her sympathetic. 

Not only that but in season 3 he destroyed her character - he made her have a mental breakdown - he had her try and steal a baby - he had her get hit by a car - and a huge plotline in season 3 was Quinn begging Rachel (Lea’s character so Dianna’s irl ex) not to marry Finn (played by Cory - literally the guy Lea chose Dianna over - this is like...emotionally abusive if you ask me.)  After season 3 Dianna only appeared in 8 episodes of the remaining 55 after being in every episode and the top third billed of the cast in the first three seasons.

Furthermore in a show called The New Normal there was a bitchy actress character named Brynn who he wrote as high maintenance and unpleasant and then killed off.

So yeah...seems fair to at least consider that Ryan or Lea who publicly had problems with both Taylor and Dianna may have been trying to create problems for Swiftgron.  One last note about Lea - there was not a single Achele interaction for the entire year of 2013.  The most we got was Dianna liking a tweet about Lea’s album in December 2013 and when asked about one another in interviews they would vaguely say they were still friends.  No tweets to one another, no birthday messages, no candids, no hang outs.  Lea’s book was also written around this time and does not make a single mention of Dianna - her former roommate and “best friend” even though she spends plenty of time talking about others on the Glee cast.

I did a podcast episode on both the proposal rumors and the inside source at Glee tweet if you want more extensive takes on that!

While I’m not entirely sure Dianna had anything to do with this tweet Taylor references this date (2-14-13) by putting it on a dollar bill as a serial number in The Man music video:

At any rate Taylor deletes the tweet and replaces it with one about her dancers:

Dianna tweets 9 hearts that day (I don’t know if that’s significant but if they were together from March 2012 to July 2012 and then October 2012 to this point it would mean 9 months together...)

February 19, 2013 - Sad Charlie Brown Tumblr post from Dianna:

February 27, 2013 - Fitzgerald quote

Taylor listed this as a quote to live by in an interview with Marie Claire a few months later.

I’m not sure if it’s important but Dianna is very quiet this winter and spring in terms of showing up at events, parties, even being papped out on the street compared to other years around this time.  She seems to disappear a bit.

February 27, 2013 - Taylor gives a bday shoutout to her Fiddle player Caitlin:

“Happy Birthday to my magical friend, fiddle extraordinaire @/caitlinbird” 

March 12, 2013 - Weird tweets from Dianna “One of those days.”

March 13, 2013 - It’s the first day of the Red tour (is that why Dianna had questions?)

About the Red Tour - the last act of the tour seems to be circus themed which may have been inspired by Dianna’s 26th birthday the previous year and really interestingly Taylor has a white rabbit, which is a reference to Alice in Wonderland (Dianna’s favorite piece of media ever) follows Taylor around stage during the WANEGBT performance as she’s dressed up like a circus ringleader:

March 18, 2013 - Dianna goes on a Girls HBO rant (we know who also loved Girls the show and its creator Lena Dunham (Taylor))

End of March - Lena and Ashley show up at the Red Tour backstage

Conclusion - Swiftgron is on but completely underground.  Dianna is blogging and tweeting romantic things about missing girls, Taylor’s interests, and secret love, all while watching Taylor perform at the Grammys and encouraging others to tune in.  Something weird happened with the inside source at Glee tweet but who knows what.  Dianna seems a bit restless and emo while Taylor leaves to go on tour.

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loss

July 13th, 2013.

My best friend at the time texted me. It was a simple message, it read, “They just announced that Cory Monteith was found dead. I’m sorry hun.”

A short message, a simple message, but one that left me messed up for the next day and a half.

Last month, on the exact same day, July 13th, 2020, my phone notified me of a news article. The headline: “Glee actress Naya Rivera dies in a tragic boating accident”. That loss I felt exactly seven years earlier came back to me in that moment, however I wasn’t messed up for as long this time.

In the years between Cory and Naya’s death, I have experienced the death of many celebrities that I was either a fan of, or that I looked up to; Alan Rickman, Robin Williams, Daniel Kyre, Anton Yelchin, Luke Perry, Stan Lee. There’s probably more I’m forgetting, but these are the deaths that hit me the hardest.

After Naya’s death, I debated on writing an opinion piece regarding the conversation that continues to be brought up when people heavily mourn the passing of a celebrity; why do people mourn the way they do? Why do people mourn as though they themselves knew the person who passed? Why do we get so upset over people we don’t know? The answers to those questions are very simple, and many people understand them by now, so I decided against writing the piece.

That was, until the announcement of the passing of Chadwick Boseman just three days ago.

The passing of Chadwick hit me harder than the passing of Naya Rivera, which I still find a little strange because I’ve been following Naya since the first season of Glee, over ten years ago. Truthfully, I only know Chadwick as T’Challa/Black Panther, a role he took on in 2016, only four years ago. But, after many days to process Chadwick’s death and to think it all over, I’ve come to the realization that Chadwick’s death was so unexpected to me. Naya had been missing for nearly a week when her body was recovered and she was declared dead, Chadwick’s death came out of nowhere.

That’s one reason I think we mourn celebrities - we never expect them to pass away. Death is a natural part of life, it’s something that happens, but sometimes we view celebrities as people who are immortal. Especially when you have someone like Betty White, who is nearly 100 years old, but who is still around and kicking as though she was still in her 40s or 50s, or someone like the Queen, who just seems to be living forever. It’s hard to picture someone you look up to passing away at all, but to have them pass away at a young age is a whole other situation.

Cory Monteith was 30 years old when he passed away from an overdose. 30 is not the age you would prepare to lose someone, at least for me it wasn’t at the time. When I heard he passed, it was just so hard to comprehend. Of course, overdoses happen. He struggled with drug addiction, I was well aware of that. But my head couldn’t wrap around the fact that he was gone so young.

Chadwick Boseman was 43 when he passed away due to stage four colon cancer, something he has been battling for four years. That’s another reason that I am so stricken by his death. Chadwick continued on his career without ever letting it slip that he was fighting for his life. He filmed four, four, superhero movies while going through treatments for his cancel. He filmed a total of seven movies in between being diagnosed and his passing (not counting Captain America: Civil War and Message from the King as those were filmed before his diagnosis). On top of that, he still made time for fans, most notably he made time to visit children who were also struggling with cancer while he himself was keeping such a dark secret.

When your hero passes away, it’s hard to fathom that you’ll never see any new content from them. It’s hard to process the fact that you’ll never meet them, to tell them how much they mean to you and what they’ve done for you. And that, over all else, is why people mourn the loss of celebrities as though they were losing their own family members or friends.

To everyone who has lost someone, whether it’s an idol, a family member, a friend, or just someone you had one or two good experiences with, just know my heart is with you. To the families of those who we have lost this year, last year, the year before, and so on and so forth, our hearts are with you.

To Chadwick Boseman, thank you.

To Naya Rivera, thank you.

To Cory Monteith, thank you.

To the idols who have changed someone’s life but were lost before they could be told, we thank you.

May you rest in peace.

[miasansudstern]

As if 2020 can't be more despressing already. Naya, my childhood idol is now gone. I can't elaborate how heartbroken I am, and I can't imagine how heartbroken her family must be. I'm watching her performances again and again, tears coming out. I already miss her. Can't believe I will be unable to see her again but in my heart. You'll be forever missed, my queen.

Rest in peace, Naya Rivera ❤

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National Examiner, August 17

You can buy a copy of this issue for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Farewell to Regis Philbin and Olivia de Havilland 

Page 2: Secrets behind Caddyshack 

Page 4: Cher’s amazing looks over the decades 

Page 6: Even a monarch needs some fun during a pandemic and that’s why a seven-year-old lad in England created a word game especially for Queen Elizabeth and got a thank-you note in reply 

Page 7: Who can forget Kevin Bacon’s rebel-with-a-dance role in 1984′s Footloose that shot him to superstardom -- not Rob Lowe who was supposed to play the lead but suffered a terrible injury that kept him from the role, Orlando Bloom suffered a brutal blow after his beloved dog Mighty went missing and he was forced to admit he was gone, Dolly Parton is worth approximately $500 million but before she became a singing sensation she spooned up a lot of ketchup soup, Madonna says she was fined $1 million by the Russian government for a gay rights speech in 2012 but she isn’t about to pay up 

Page 8: After years of portraying heroic Army soldiers in blockbusters like Forrest Gump and Saving Private Ryan Tom Hanks is starring as a World War II Navy ship commander in his new movie Greyhound and real-life sailors couldn’t be happier to welcome him to their ranks 

Page 9: Animals have anxiety too -- how to help your furry friends relax 

Page 10: Carlos and Denise Pagan have a note out front explaining why they can’t come to the door -- Carlos has been undergoing chemotherapy for bllod cancer -- and after an Amazon driver read it he returned with a very special delivery to cheer up the South Carolina couple -- he marched off to the store and returned with flowers and a get-well card for this customer he had never met 

Page 11: Your Health -- keep an eye out for signs of cataracts, what your bruises may be telling you 

Page 12: Cracking Hollywood’s most shocking unsolved murders -- George Reeves, Brittany Murphy, Natalie Wood 

Page 13: David Carradine, Marilyn Monroe, Bob Crane 

Page 14: Dear Tony -- to banish bad dreams remember the good times -- Tony predicts Winona Ryder will write a book that could well be made into a movie about her abuse allegations

Page 15: A struggling single mom with $7 left in her bank account won $100 with a scratch-off lottery ticket and donated it to the police 

Page 16: It wasn’t all laughs and lunacy for the Three Stooges -- comedy favorites faced abuse, poor pay and heartache 

Page 18: A North Carolina teenager with time on her hands during the coronavirus lockdown has found a great new way to occupy herself -- she sends handpicked gift collections to ailing children 

Page 19: A New Jersey cop went the extra mile in a borrowed kayak to rescue a frantic dog stuck up to the neck in mud 

Page 20: Cover Story -- Regis Philbin was a brave fighter to the end -- secret life of host who was everyone’s pal 

Page 22: A Kansas dog that went missing for eight days turned up right back at home -- in Missouri nearly 60 miles away at the house where she lived two years ago 

Page 26: Tony’s Mystic World -- have you lived before? Take this test and find out, here’s some great news for Grease fans -- a prequel is on the way, Jennifer Lopez is not above the law -- she was left stranded after she parked her dune buggy on a beach in New York’s fancy Hamptons and got towed

Page 28: Cover Story -- Olivia de Havilland took icy feud with sister Joan Fontaine to the grave 

Page 30: The Good Doctor 

Page 40: R.I.P. John Saxon a tough guy of westerns and drama and Elm Street 

Page 44: Eyes on the Stars -- Matthew McConaughey and wife Camila Alves on vacation in Hawaii (picture), Jane Seymour leaves an Australian quarantine hotel after a 14-day stay (picture), Ryan Reynolds kindly offered a $5000 reward to help reunite a Vancouver woman with her stolen teddy bear that contained a recording of her late mom’s voice, two years after her reported overdose Demi Lovato says she’s turned her life around, Tarek El Moussa and Heather Rae Young are engaged, Gwyneth Paltrow says she’s trying to raise her two teens to have a strong work ethic and not rely on their family’s fame, after the discovery of the body of Naya Rivera following her drowning death her ex-husband Ryan Dorsey vowed to keep her memory alive for their four-year-old son Josey, Courteney Cox is missing boyfriend Johnny McDaid who’s been quarantined in the U.K. while she’s been hunkered down in California, Kelly Clarkson and Brandon Blackstock will share custody of their children River Rose and Remington Alexander, Tom Hanks and Rita Wilson are now proud Greek citizens 

Page 45: Carol Alt (picture), Tom Hanks and Rita Wilson show off their new Greek passports alongside the country’s prime minister and his wife (picture), Johnny Depp is showered with flowers and other tokens of fan appreciation in London (picture), Natalie Portman is super excited for her upcoming Marvel role in Thor: Love and Thunder, composer Alan Menken scored his first Emmy award making him the 16th EGOT -- someone who’s won an Emmy and Grammy and Oscar and Tony 

Page 46: 10 Steps to a healthy heart 

Page 47: Super sister acts -- Ashley and Mary-Kate Olsen, Haylie and Hilary Duff, Ashlee and Jessica Simpson, Tamera Mowry-Housley and Tia Mowry-Hardrict, Phylicia Rashad and Debbie Allen, Dakota and Elle Fanning, Zooey and Emily Deschanel 

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Celebrities that Have Died in 2020

Hey guys! I'm Elizabeth Osemeke but y'all can call me Liz. I'm a friend of Weyinmi's and she invited me to write on this blog, so here I am. I'm in the 9th Grade and I'm 13 years old.

My posts are going to be focusing mainly on celebrity news. So if you're interested in that, I recommend that you read my posts.

So, celebrities that we've lost this year. Times have been hard.No doubt about it. But just imagine losing a loved one in one of the hardest times in history. If you have lost a loved one during this period, my sincere condolences. Here is a list of some notable people that have died this year.

Naya Rivera

Naya Marie Rivera was an American actress, model and singer. She was born on 12th January, 1987 in Santa Clarita, California, United States. She became famous for her role in 'Glee'.

On July 8th, the 33 year old went missing after going boating with her son on Lake Piru, Ventura County, California. On Monday, July 13th, police announced a body had been found where Rivera had disappeared.

Lake Piru is known for its strong currents. It is reported that she had used her last strenght to get her son to the boat before disappearing under the water.

She was announced dead on July 13th. She is survived by her 4 year old son, Josey Hollis Dorsey.

Nicole Thea

Nicole Thea was a British dancer, social media influencer and YouTube star. She was born on July 29th, 1995.

On July 11th, Nicole Thea and her unborn son died after she suffered a suspected heart attack in Hexborough, Yorkshire. Her death was announced by her family on social media. The 24 year old was just two weeks away from giving birth to her son, who she named Reign.

Lil Marlo

Lil Marlo, also known as Rudolph 'Marlo' Johnson, was an Atlanta-based rap artist. He was born on May 1st, 1993 in Atlanta, United States.

On July 11th, he was found dead from a gunshot wound inside a car alongside the I-285 highway.

Yohan

Yohan, also known as Kim Yo-han was a South Korean singer and actor. he debuted as a member of South Korean boy group X1 finishing first on Produce X 101 in 2019.  He was born on September 22nd, 1999 in Jungnang-gu, Seoul, South Korea. 

On June 16th, TST's label KJ Music Entertainment, confirmed rumors of the 28 year old's death, asking fans and media outlets to refrain from speculating about Yohan's cause of death. His cause of death is still unknown. 

La Parka

La Parka, also known as Adolfo Margarito Tapia Ibarra, was a Mexican luchador enmascarado (masked professional wrestler) who performed as L.A. Park for Major League Wrestling in the United States and Lucha Libre AAA Worldwide (AAA) in Mexico. He was born on November 14th, 1965 in Queretaro, Mexico.

On January 11th, La Parka died after suffering from complications due to severe in-ring injuries in Hermosillo, Mexico.

He is survived by his son, El Hijo de L.A. Park, who is also a luchador enmascrado (masked professional wrestler).

Rocky Johnson

Rocky Johnson was a Canadian professional wrestler. He was the first Georgia Heavyweight Champion. He was born on August 24th, 1944 in Amherst, Canada. 

On January 15th, Rocky Johnson died after suffering from a heart attack in Lutz, Florida, United States.

He is survived by his three children; Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson, Curtis Bowles and Wanda Bowles.

Nikita Pearl Waligwa

Nikita Waligwa was an actress, known for Queen of Katwe (2016). She was born on December 1st, 2004 in Ghana.

On February 15th, she passed away in TMR International Hospital, Kampala, Uganda due to a brain tumor. She was just 15 years old.

Little Richard

Richard Wayne Penniman, also known as Little Richard, was an American musician, singer and songwriter. He was an influential figure in popular music and culture for seven decades. He was born on December 5th, 1932 in Macon, Georgia, United States.

On May 9th, he died at the age of 87 at his home in Tullahoma, Tennessee from a cause related to bone cancer, after a two-month illness.

He is survived by his adopted son, Danny Jones Penniman.

Sunshant Singh Rajput

Sunsant Singh Rajput was an Indain actor. He was born on January 21st, 1986, in Patna, India. 

On June 14th, the 34 year old was found dead hanging from the ceiling fan in his home in Bandra, Mumbai. He had reportedly suffered from depression for about six months.

Suicide is never the answer. Trust me, it's not worth it. The sadness can be temporary but death is irreversible. If you ever have suicidal tendencies, just remember, there's always someone to talk to. And if you feel you don't have anyone to talk with, I'll talk to you. ieosemeke@gmail.com. You're not alone. Remember that.

Bonnie Pointer

Patricia Eva 'Bonnie' Pointer was an American singer, best known for having been a member of the vocal group, The Pointer Sisters. She was born on July 11th, 1950, in Oakland, California, United States. 

On June 8th, the 69 year old died in Los Angeles, California, United States due to Cirrhosis of the Liver.

Betty Wright

Bessie Regina Norris, also known as Betty Wright, was an American soul and R & B singer, songwriter and background vocalist. She was born on December 21st, 1953, in Miami, Florida, United States.

On May 10th, the 66 year old died of cancer in Miami, Florida, United States.

She is survived by her five children, Chaka Azuri, Asha Wright, Patrice Parker, Patrick Parker and Aisha McCray.

Gregory Tyree Boyce

Gregory Tyree Boyce was an American actor. He was born on December 5th, 1989 in California, United States. 

On May 13th, the 30 year old and his 27 year old girlfriend, Adepoju, were found dead in a Las Vegas condo. It was reported that they died of a drug overdose after taking cocaine and fentanyl. 

He is survived by his daughter, Alaya Boyce.

Ashley 'Minnie' Ross

Ashley Ross was a TV personality. She was well known for her role in the TV show, Little Woman: Atlanta. She was born in 1984.

On April 24th, the 36 year old died in Grady Memorial Hospital, Atlanta, Georgia, United States, due to complications from a traffic collision.

Roger Mayweather 

Roger Mayweather was an American boxing trainer and professional boxer who competed from 1981 1999. He was born on April 24th, 1961 in Grand Rapids, Michigan, United States.

In March, the 58 year old died from diabetic complications in Las Vegas, Nevada, United States.

He is survived by his two children, Jade and Lekei and his nephews, Justin Mayweather Jones and Floyd Mayweather Jr.

Kobe Bryant

Kobe Bean Bryant was an American professional basketball player. As a shooting guard, Bryant entered the National Basketball Association (NBA) directly from high school and played his entire 20-season professional career in the league with the Los Angeles Lakers. He retired on April 13th, 2016. He was born on August 23rd, 1978, in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, United States.

On January 26th, Kobe Bryant and his daughter, Gianna Bryant, were among nine people killed in a helicopter crash in the city of Calabasas, California. Kobe, 41, and Gianna, 13, were travelling in a private helicopter when it came down and burst into flames.

He is survived by his children, Natalia Diamante Bryant, Bianka Bella Bryant and Capri Kobe Bryant.

Gianna Bryant

Gianna Maria Onore Bryant, also referred to as 'Gigi', was an American basketball player. She was born on May 1st, 2006.

On January 26th, Gianna died alongside her father, Kobe Bryant, a five-time NBA champion. Gianna Bryant had big shoes to fill. Like her father, the 13 year old was a prodigiously talented basketball player.

Pop Smoke

Bashar Barakah Jackson, known professionally as Pop Smoke, was an American rapper, singer and songwriter. He was born on July 20th, 1999.

On February 19th, Pop Smoke was shot and killed at the home he was renting in the Hollywood Hills. It is speculated that his address was accidentally leaked on social media.

May their souls rest in peace.😞

  Source: Wikipedia.

Bye y'all!

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Secrets Out - A JB Oneshot

3rd POV

“Naya! Let’s go! We’re going to be late for class!” A girl shouted from the main gates to the school, waiting for her other friend who was arriving a bit late to school this morning because she had to take care of her little cousin before leaving, and mistakenly lost track of time.

“Chillax Val, I’m here aren’t I?” She replied to her friend as she completely ran passed her and went towards the school building.

“You’re on school grounds, not in class. There’s a big difference!” Val replied as she started to run behind Aniya to catch up with her.

Aniya had cocoa brown skin and short hair, much like her height, only standing at 5 foot 4 inches. She usually wore glasses but she just recently got contacts which allowed more people to better see her dark brown eyes.

Her friend was a girl named Valerie. She was a Peruvian girl with eyes that changed from brown to hazel to green from time to time, and long brown hair. They had been friend for almost two years now, having met each other last year in a dance class. This year they were still together in a new dance class and had made two new friends, Jessica and Breanna.

The four of them were practically inseparable and did everything together, and told each other absolutely everything about anything that ever happened with any of them.

Like Jessica moving in with her boyfriend even though she’s only 18.

And that Breanna started dating her best friend after finding out he liked her and soon returned his feelings.

Valerie was just chillin. Single as a Pringle and ready to mingle.

Aniya had a boyfriend that she had been secretly dating for around two months now. His name, was Jaebum. Known as JB by his close friends.

The only people to know that they were dating was Val, Jess, and Bree. And JB’s friends Jackson, Mark, Yugyeom, Youngjae, Jinyoung, and Bambam.

Not even their parents knew, mostly because neither family could properly keep a secret when it comes to their children.

“Geez guys, took you long enough to get here.” Jessica complained as Aniya and Val finally got to their English class.

“Hey don’t blame me for being late, I had to take care of my cousin.” Aniya said as she raised her hands up in the air to prove her innocence.

“Whatever, I still blame Valerie for it all anyway.” Jessica replied, laughing at the mildly offended look Val gave her.

Jessica was your typical blonde hair blue eyed beauty that was definitely more on the petite side.

Breanna had shoulder length brown hair with the ends dyed blonde, brown eyes and braces. She was currently texting her boyfriend and smiling like an idiot at whatever it was they were talking about.

“Awe, it’s so cute it makes me sick.” Val said as she placed a hand over her heart but somehow still managed to look disgusted.

“You’re only saying that because you’re the only one here who’s single.” Breanna fired back.

“Woah there, I thought Valerie was bitch number one?” Aniya said as she ducked for cover from the shots being fired.

“I still am bitch number one, so stay in your lane bitch number three.” Val said as she playfully swatted at Bree’s short hair.

“Haha I lied, bitch number one coming through.” Aniya said as all four girls laughed and started teasing each other. Being the nicest one in the group she was bitch number four, leaving Jessica as bitch number two.

“What’s so funny over here?” A new voice chimed in.

“Jackson!” Aniya shouted happily at seeing her best friend.

“Hey Naya, Jess, Bree, Val. How’s it going?” Jackson replied smiling and full of energy as always.

“Nothing much, bitch number one just showed up, that’s all.” Breanna replied pointing at Val.

“This early?” Jackson asked looking at Val a bit surprised.

Said bitch number one merely shrugged her shoulders in response to the accusations.

“Ya’ll should know by now my inner bitch shows up whenever she damn pleases.”

More laughter came from a group of boys watching by the back of the classroom.

“Believe us, we know.” Jinyoung said with a terrified look on his face. Not surprising since he was often the one on the receiving end of most of Val’s bitchiness.

Valerie however was too busy noticing the look that one of the guys in the back was giving Aniya.

Park Jaebum, or JB as he prefers to be called by his friends and the girls, was openly staring at Aniya, who was staring back just as open.

“If you guys want to still keep it all a secret I suggest not eye fucking each other in the middle of the classroom right when the lecture is about to start.” Val said only loud enough for their little group of friends to hear.

Both before mentioned people had blushed at the words of advice that came from their cherished friend.

“We told you bitch number one came out early today.” Jess said as she tried not to laugh at the embarrassed expressions on both JB and Aniya’s face.

“Alright class, take a seat, class is about to begin.” The teacher said as she made her way to her desk.

~•~

Three hours later all eleven found themselves in the dance room getting ready to pack up and head to lunch.

Jess and Bree had already finished changing back into their other clothes from their dance clothes while Aniya was still tying her shoes.

A few seconds later the guys walked in.

“Finally its lunch time, I’m starving!” Bambam wailed as he rubbed his stomach which was growling angrily at him.

“Before that aren’t we missing some people?” Mark asked as he did a head check and only came up with nine instead of eleven.

Bree however merely jerked her head to the middle of the dance floor where Yugyeom and Valerie were going over the choreography they had just learned and were changing up some of it to make it their own. They always did this. After all, dancing was a passion for the both of them.

“Huh…” Aniya said as she watched the two move in perfect synchronization to the beat of the music. Popping and locking with the base of the song.

“What is it?” JB asked while trying to see what Aniya was.

“I never actually noticed how good they would be together if they were to start dating. I mean look at them.” Aniya explained as everyone turned to look at what she was talking about.

Both finished dancing the part that was choreographed and just started fooling around with the rest of the song, laughing and fake battling each other.

“Oh no.” Youngjae and Jinyoung said at the same time.

“What? I actually think they would be good together now that I see it.” Mark said as the others agree.

“It’s not that they wouldn’t be good together, it’s just that, can you imagine the evil maknae and bitch number one dating, our whole lives could hang in the balance.” Youngjae said as Jinyoung shivered at the thought.

Everybody else’s jaw dropped at the realization.

“Sorry we made you guys wait.” Yugyeom said as he walked up to the group followed by Valerie.

“We’ll change back really fast so we can get food, yeah?” Val said as she and Yug ran off to change.

~•~

The entire walk to the cafeteria JB and Aniya were side by side making small talk.

“I hate how we’re hiding the fact that we’re dating. Why do we have to keep it a secret?” JB asked as he looked at you longingly, wanting nothing more than to just kiss you like he’s been wanting to all day since he first saw you this morning.

“Because you have fan girls that neither one of us wants to deal with.” JB sighed at the truth of her words.

Flashback (sort of)

He remembers when they first started hanging out, just the two of them from having to work together on an English assignment and his fan club went crazy and started threatening her to stay away from him. But they didn’t stop there. They started pushing her in the hallways, tipping her chair in class and at lunch, and even started throwing things at her.

No one ever knew about it though because she kept it to herself.

One day though the fans went too far and pushed her down the stairs. The staircase has roughly ten steps but that didn’t make it hurt any less being pushed down them.

After ending up in the nurses office however Val, Jess and Bree all demanded to know what happened. After spilling the beans bitch number one through three all came out and ready to fight.

As bitch number one Valerie was the first one to live up to her reputation and marched right up to the queen of the club and shoved her right up against her locker.

“Alright, listen here bitchstick, I don’t know why the fuck you think it’s okay to push my friend, my best friend, down the stairs just because she is working with Jaebum on a project. It wasn’t even her idea to be partners with him, that decision is up to the teacher and them alone. And another thing-” Valerie was cut off by Yasmine’s scoff.

Yeah, the bitches name was Yasmine. Not even Jasmine, but Yasmine.

“Look Victoria,” Yasmine started but was cut by Val correcting her.

“It’s Valerie.”

“Whoever, just because Anita-”

“Aniya.” Val corrected again, thoroughly getting irritated.

“Just because Anita was chosen to be with JB doesn’t mean she has to fling herself all over him trying to kiss him.”

“Woah there, now you hold on just a second there bitchstick. What do you mean try to kiss him. Aniya is shy in general when it comes to people she hardly talks to, what makes you think she’d muster up any kind of courage to do that to him?”

“I don’t know, I just know what I saw, and what I saw was her all over him. And would you stop calling me bitchstick?” Everyone pretended not to hear her last question and instead focused on the other thing that was said.

Valerie didn’t understand what Yasmine was saying nor did she believe it.

“Aniya’s also a bit clumsy, maybe she slipped, tripped, or fell over a step or even her over own two feet and Jaebum was just there to catch her and help her out? You know, like a gentleman?” Breanna said adding in her two cents.

As soon as the words gentleman left Bree’s lips Yasmine did a one eighty.

“Oh he is a gentleman isn’t he?”

As the bitchstick rambled on and on the three best friends who came for blood and answers were starting to get irritated.

But instead of it being bitch number one who threw the punch, it was bitch number two, Jessica, who got the first strike against the bitchstick.

A few seconds in bitchstick had a few friends show up that Val and Bree were able to get their hands on, and soon it was an all out cat fight.

“What the hell?” Almost immediately Yasmine and her two cronies stopped fighting and insisted started crying for their lives.

“JB oppa! Help us from this crazy bitch, she’s attacking us for no reason!”

“N-no reason?! What the hell do you mean ‘no reason’, you pushed our best friend down the stairs just because she had the misfortune of being paired up with this, this…” Val yelled, trying to find the right words to describe Jaebum who was standing right behind her with his friends staring on wide eyed.

“This shrimp dick fuck nugget!”

Yasmine practically screeched at the insult while Jaebum tried not to look too offended, and his friends were trying not to laugh.

Bitchstick and her friends all lunged at the girls and the guys immediately sprang into action.

Yasmine’s scream from earlier must have been loud enough to have alerted the teachers because soon enough two teachers came from around the hallway and tried to break up the fight.

~•~

“Alright, somebody tell me what the hell just happened.” A teacher said and he rubbed his eyes, feeling them begin to throb with a headache soon to be coming his way.

He along with the other teacher who helped stop the fight and the principal who was called were all in the nurses office along with bitches number one through four, bitchstick and her cronies, and the masculine seven.

Soon all the girls were speaking at the same time.

“They came out of nowhere and just started attacking me for no reason.” “Oh that’s bullshit bitchstick and you know it! As soon as I confronted you didn’t even bother denying anything, but now that your precious shrimp dick fuck nugget over here is around you’re trying to play the victim, who is really Aniya because you’re the hairy ass that pushed her down the stairs in the first place!”

“Valerie, language!”

“Excuse me!? Hairy ass? Just who do you think you are calling me that? My ass isn’t hairy JB sweetie, it’s not. You believe me right?”

“Uhh…”

“What do you mean not hairy? I saw you over the summer at the beach! It’s like that scene from White Chicks. When’s Don King going to pop out and say "Born in America.”?“

"Shut up bitch, you don’t know what you’re talking about. Do you even have any proof that it was me?” Yasmine finished the yelling spree as everyone quieted down at the question.

But instead of being stumped at the question Valerie smirked though you could see it in her eyes that she was still pissed off.

“You mean besides Aniya, the actual person who witnessed it all, saying it was you? I think I have more physical evidence.”

Everyone watched as Val walked over to Aniya’s bag and searched through it before pulling out a small wad of papers. Then she walked over to Yasmine’s bag and did the same, except for pulling out a wad of papers she pulled out a note book.

“Along with shoving her in the hallways, nudging her chair at lunch while she was eating, you were also throwing things at her. Throwing things like threatening notes.”

Valerie opened Yasmine’s note book to the first page that had her hand writing all over it in her pink sparkly gel pen, then opened the wad of papers showing the same pen and hand writing on the threat notes.

“If the jury could look closely at the resemblance.” Everybody scoffed trying to hold in their laughter. “This is the same pen and hand writing of the one, the only, bitchstick.” Yasmine looked like a deer caught in the headlights, clearly panicking.

The principal stood from his seated position and took the 'evidence’ from Valerie’s hands. He looked it over for a few seconds before sighing.

“Miss Yasmine, would you and you’re friends please come with me, back to my office.”

The three girls followed but were protesting the entire way. All that was left were bitches number one through four and the masculine seven, and the two teachers.

“Well, now that this mysterious crime has been solved.” The teacher started, pointedly looking at Valerie, following up on her judge and jury joke. “Why don’t the rest of you get cleaned up and then take Miss Aniya home, school has been over for the past twenty minutes already. Go home and get some sleep, all of you.”

As soon as both teachers left it was quiet in the nurses office, awkwardly so, painfully awkwardly so. Until Aniya burst out laughing that is.

Everyone around her was looking on in confusion or concern.

“You okay there Naya? You didn’t hit your head too did you?” The only thing she could manage to do was shake her head 'no’.

“Then why are you laughing so hard?”

“B-because of V-Val! Hahaha! Those insults were amazing!”

It took a few seconds for her words to register in everyone’s mind, but when it did Mark and Jackson were the first to laugh, everyone else soon following.

After the girls bandaged their wounds they all made their way home. But because of the directions they all lived they had to split up.

That night Aniya was walking alone with Jaebum, and that was the start of their relationship.

From that day on he walked her to and from school, him and the guys started eating lunch with the girls. Their groups merged together.

End flashback scenes

“It all seems so long ago.” Aniya said as she too remembered everything.

“I wish you didn’t have to have gone through all that.” JB said while tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

“I’m actually glad it happened in some weird twisted way.”

“What? Why?”

“Because, it’s how we stared dating and how we all became friends.” JB smiled at Aniya before humming in agreement.

~•~

Everyone was now in the cafeteria, Aniya and Bree being the only two needing to go through the lunch line because everyone else brought food from home. In the lunch line Bree went towards the sandwiches while Aniya went to the nacho line. While waiting Aniya spotted a poster on the wall next to her.

School dance this Saturday night at seven. $10 for singles tickets $15 for couples tickets Be there or be square. Theme; masquerade

“I completely forgot about the school dance this weekend.” Aniya said out loud, unknowingly catching someone’s attention.

“Are you going?” Aniya turned her head and saw none other than Kim Jongin, otherwise known as Kai.

“Um, I’m not sure yet but probably.”

“Yeah? Who are you going to go with?”

Aniya froze, she couldn’t say JB, they were a secret. She couldn’t say Jess or Bree because they both have boyfriends. And if what everyone saw earlier in the dance room, Val would probably be going with Yugyeom.

“I’ll probably just go solo but hang out with my friends.”

“Well that would be no fun. Why don’t we go together instead?” Aniya was frozen in shock, not only because was Kai one of the most sought after males in the school, but because of who was behind Kai when he asked.

“JB.” She whispered in shock as he strode up to Kai and grabbed him on the shoulder.

“She won’t be going with you.” Kai stared wide eyed and in confusion.

“I don’t believe I asked you, Jaebum.”

“But I’m still telling you, Jongin, she’s not going to the school dance with you.” The boys were unknowingly causing a scene. Aniya noticed it though.

“Um guys?” They ignored her in favor of continuing their own conversation.

“Who are you to tell Aniya who she can or can’t go to the school dance with?” Kai asked, finally starting to get irritated, but so was JB.

“I’m her boyfriend, that’s who I am to tell you that you can’t take her to the school dance.” Aniya along with everyone else who was watching, and recording thinking a fight would happen, gasped as the words left his mouth.

“JB!”

Aniya shouted, finally gaining his attention.

Looking around JB realized that the secret was now out, but he wasn’t really that mad.

“I don’t care that our secrets out. We’ve been hiding for two months.” More gasps were heard. “And if anyone try’s anything, they’ll have to answer to me.” With that being said JB finally did what he’s been wanting to do all day, and kissed Aniya.

~•~

Kai had walked away as soon as JB let go of his shoulders, his job was done after all. He walked up to Valerie and took the $50 that she held out to him.

“Nicely done Kai, or would you prefer I call you Nini?” Kai smiled.

“Nini, I like hearing you say it. You were the first one to ever call me that. I was actually kind of sad when you stopped.” Val smiled at him.

“I’m actually surprised that this worked out though, considering you do have a girlfriend. Speaking of which Krystal was okay with this right?”

“Of course she was, she knows I’d never do anything to hurt her.”

“Good, just because you’re also my best friend doesn’t mean I won’t kick your ass if you hurt my Krystal Unnie.” Kai only smile again before ruffling her hair and turned to leave but paused really quick.

“Hey Val, what’s up with you and Yugyeom?”

“What do you mean? He’s a great friend and a great dancer, I respect him greatly.”

“Have you ever thought of him as more than a friend?”

“Why?”

“I just noticed how well you two would look together. Not to mention the way he looks at you.” Val blushed and smiled while looking at the floor. “So you have thought of him that way.” Val nodded slowly.

Kai chuckled.

“Just remember that if he ever hurts you I’ll kick his ass, I’m still your childhood best friend, remember that.” Kai said while walking away.

Valerie smiled to herself as she walked back to the table to tell everyone what happened, sitting closer to Yugyeom than what she usually did. Instead of scooting away though he just smiled at her.

That would also definitely be going somewhere.

Okay guys, this was a story I wrote for my best friends from high school, we were all Kpop addicts and my friend had begged me for a story pairing her with JB, so this was lowkey like a crack fic just because of how wild it was haha but still a story that I had immense fun writing. Let me know if you want a sequel for a continuation of this story or like a second one about Valerie and Yugyeom and about their story. Check out my other stories if y’all have time!!

[troybanner-blog]

DEE FCKIN RANA

DEE RANA: QUEEN OF MALDONIA & MY HEART

@dee-rana

the most problematic thing about dee is her damn fc like who made the decision to cast naya as tiana and naveen’s daughter in what world does that make sense

(i did not pick her fc, i was just young and dumb and didn’t know better!!!)

but i actually love naya ok 

that’s a different post

where to start with dee rana

she’s ?? perfect

sort of

she strives for perfection

she is always the Most

she wants people to be vulnerable around her so she can take care of them but she never wants to be vulnerable ever

she wants people to see that she’s got her shit Together

(she does not)

naveen really fucked things up didn’t he

Unexpected!DaddyIssues

remember Dolton

slept with her best friend’s brother for like...Ever

and then dated him

but that was it’s own mess, wasn’t it

quit the cheer squad like the dramatic bitch she is 

got in a fight with shawn over it too?? 

messy!!

she was kind of a bitch but like....a loveable bitch?? she meant well

idk where she is now

I know she’s in Maldonia

I hope she found a hot guy to settle down with 

she’s going to be such a good queen

i miss her and i love her

Liability by Lorde & Girl on Fire by Alicia Keys are more or less her theme songs 

don’t even read her bio, just listen to those songs and you’ll be gucci 

[thestoriesincoffeestainsx]

[Ships]

Okay. So I forget. A lot. Going to make this list to make it easier to remember. This list is based off active threads. If I missed you please let me know. If there’s a question mark, I either haven’t made a tag or forgot it and can’t find a reference, for which I apologize. If something is wrong or missing, please HELP ME!

@aquamanandfriends​

Adrian - Casper [?]

Alaska - My Ashy Remains - Hades [Darker Days]

Alaska - My Focus - Neal [Stained Shutter]

Alaska - My Mythical Sis - Elizabeth [Inking Myths]

Alaska - My Spark - Jaxon [Tinder and Ink]

Alaska - My Sunshine - Sandy [Alandy]

Alaska - My Sweet Tooth - Thomas [Almost Dapper]

Alaska - Found Not Lost - Dominick [Inside The Lines]

Alaska - My Bruise - Quinton [Rough Decisions]

Alaska - My Best Bet - Booth [Brewing Bets]

Alaska - My Pride and Joy - Mads

Alaska - My Littelest Lost Boy - Fletcher

Alaska - My Memory Chip - Fletcher [?]

Alaska - My Lost Boy - Peter [NeverWonderLand]

Alaska - Peter - Age Difference

Alaska - Philip [?]

Alice’s Pooh Bear - Zack [Mellowed Mushrooms]

Alice’s High Note - Luke [Scales and Arpeggios]

Alice’s Solo - Mads [I’m Ready Maestro]

Alice’s Little Lion - Fletcher [Sissy Stuff]

Alice - Clutch [?]

Antheia’s Ambrosia - Georges [Nectar of the Gods]

Antheia’s Burn - Jaxon [Burning Sunlight]

Antheia’s Film Script - Tyler [Golden Hour]

Antheia’s Inferno - Hades [Scorched Sunflowers]

Antheia’s Dragon - Carter [Smoking Dragons]

August - Tiffany [?] 

Caroline’s Best Broke Friend - Max [2BG]

Celia’s Starlight - Justin [?]

Charlie’s Heartbeat - Max [I’m With the Band]

Charlie - Melinda [?]

Darcy’s Blue Blur - Pietro [Quick Tasers]

Jade - Tiffany [Animated Ammunition]

Jade - Maggie [?]

Jimena - Della [?]

Lane’s Ace - Remy [Cajun Jinx]

Lane’s Deceased Dad - Hades [?]

Lane - Julia [?]

Lark - Della [?]

Luke - Mads [?]

Malese - Fletcher [?]

Maxine - Fiona [High Heels]

Maxine - Casper [Fashionably Famous]

Nox’s Easel - Odette [Seductive Creatives]

Nox - Lacey [?]

Nox - E [?]

Nat’s Ashes - Hades [Natural Death] 

Nat’s Flame - Jaxon [Thunder Flames] 

Nat’s Tsumani - Arthur [Nature’s Tide]

Paige - River [?]

Piper’s Calm Waters - Arthur [Science and Sea]

Rey’s Dark Side - Kylo [You Need A Teacher]

Rouge’s Thorn - Nathaniel [Electric Roses]

Rouge - Hades [?]

Sabrina’s ? - Ray [Constructively Covert]

Sabirna - Oswin [?]

Silk - Peter [?]

Tasha - Jamie [?]

Theo - Hades [?]

Thom - Monica [?]

Tink - Second [Tinker Time]

Tristan - Lauren [?]

@a-muse-a-dozen​

Alaska - My Anchor - Kyle [Finding Refuge]

Alaska - My Inbetween - Carter [More or Less]

Alaska - My Sisterly Source - Kenley [?]

Jade - Scarlett [?]

Freya - Jade [?]

Nox’s Gem - Jade [Picked Hearts]

Nox - Carter [?]

Nox - Ezekiel [?]

Piper’s Bordeaux - Todd [Cold Crime] 

Rylee - Ezekiel [Cops and Robbers]

Thom’s Queen - Kenley [Checkmate] 

@ashkirsamjinsindierpstuff​

Alaska - My Cupie - Jin [Wishing Waves]

Antheia’s Moonlight - Kiran [Spring Shimmers]

Antheia - Sam [Shimmering Waves]

Rouge’s Sunlight - Ashwin [Adoring Ashes]

Rouge - Sam [Rose Water]

Rouge - Kiran [Diverging Natures]

Theo’s Haven - Sam [Silk Tsunamis]

@landrogynous​

Alaska - Oscar [Intoxicating Interviews]

Alaska - Winter [Signing Crimes]

Alaska - Jeremy [Written Repairs]

Alaska - Malcolm [Orphaned Black]

Aaron - Gemma [Exploring Love]

Adena - Kat [?]

Adrian - Gigi [Geek Squad]

Adrian - Carter [Brain Waves]

Adrian - Penelope [Cuffed Caffeine]

Adrian - Ivy [Word Games]

Adrian - Maria [Nerdgasm]

Aimee - Nathan [Scripted Soulmates]

Aimee - Leo [Staged Scars]

Alice - Malcom [Sweet Chaos]

Angelus - Gemma [Recovering Wings]

Antheia - Penny [Electrifying Arrests]

Antheia - Billy [Planting Sunshine]

Avery - Penelope [Crime of Fashion]

Avery - Sage [Designer Divas]

Blaire - Derek [Explosive Stories]

Dye - Wade [Historic Scales]

Dye - Leo [Soothing Scales]

Freya - Emme [Sucking Spells]

Gen - Arthur [Love and War]

Gen - Charlie [?]

Georgie - Caleb [Lyrical Lies] 

Harper - Florence [?]

Jade - Penny [Protect and Serve]

Jade - Francesca [Warrior Wounds]

Jimena - Malcom [Book Bangers]

Jordon - Caleb [Musical Mayhem]

Joss - Felix [Shy Soundwaves]

Kael - Penny [DetecKing]

Lane - Oscar [Stolen Shots]

Landon - Carter [Surfing Stunts]

Landon - Penelope [?]

Landon - Peyton [?]

Landon - Moira [?]

Lark - Moira [?]

Lucien - Ivan [Spellbound Soulmates]

Malese - Caleb [Mind Manipulations]

Maxine - Rae [Sewn Stockings]

Maxine - Sage [Competitive Couture]

Mia - Emme [?]

Nature - Emori [Clash of the Goddesses]

Piper - Malcolm [Medical Journals]

Raisa - Charlie [Rock and Rolling]

Rouge - Veronica [Natures Nymphs]

Rouge - Jeremy [?]

Sascha - Victor [?]

Seth - Naya [Animalistic Animations]

Seth - Rae [?]

Tristan - Erik [?]

Tristan - Vadik [?]

Zephyr - Sage [?]

@relentlessdremer​

Adrian - Kat [Beauty and the Brain]

Alaska - Ainsley [?]

Alaska - Mason [?]

Blaire - Ainsley [?]

Blaire - Ainsley - Ollie [?]

Harper - Amelia [?]

Iris - Eli [?]

Jade - Sofia [?]

Jade - Cody [?]

Joss - Olivia [?]

Nikolas - Amelia [?]

Nox - Ainsley [Terrible Two]

Paige - Jayden [?]

Piper - Cody [Fated Forces]

Piper - Jordan [Sutured Souls]

Whiskey - Cody [History Unknown]

Unclaimed/Canon

Alaska - [Electric Ink]

Carter’s Captain - Captain America [American Revolution]

Monica - Chandler [London Time]

Monica’s Emergency - Rachel [?]

Rey’s Troublemaker - BB8

Rey’s ? - [Stop Taking My Hand]

Rizzoli’s Smartypants - Isles [Lesbihonest]

Sif’s Bolt - Thor [Piercing Lightning]

Sif’s Shield - Captain America [War Shield] 

Thom’s Comfort Zone - Summer [Bedside Manner]

Watson’s Case - Sherlock [Elementary Dear]

Whiskey’s Start - ? [Tabula Rosa]

Whiskey’s Beast - Garth [Animalistic Memory]