#my best girl and best boy in the same image :D

[accirax]

😱3 days left until DRDT Chapter 2 continues!💘

[zuyoo]

linger, one-shot. ﹙ nagi & gn!reader ﹚ 비애

CONTENT WARNING — clueless nagi, (open-ended) angst, misleading actions, images used are not face claims but rather used as a reference to visualize a scenario. enjoy reading !!!! :D

SYNOPSIS — you’re in love with your best friend, nagi seishiro, who is oblivious of your feelings but treats you well more than just a friend

ZUYOO’S NOTES — noOOoO 10 images limit on tumblr mobile app ( ꒦ິ ཀ ꒦ິ ) word count is probably a little over 1000 if not more than that.. ok ily enjoy reading MWAAA

p.s. i love u, everyone who leaves feedback and/or reactions with all my life :DD it just makes me feel so motivated in writing, thank you all sm!!

it started with one message, which lead to another… then another… then more. you two instantly clicked right after being attending the same club in your university. you’ve seen him before, and thought that he looked hard to approach—since he’s always on his phone, barely talks, and is always either practicing, in class, or out of reach (in his dorm)

you two grew close after talking about similar interests, and it didn’t take too long for you to develop feelings for him. i mean… how could you not when he has treated you way better than any other man who’s walked out of you life?

he messages you on a daily basis, doesn’t hesitate to come over and take care of you when you tell him that you aren’t feeling well, treats you to meals, drives you home, tries new hobbies because you told him you like those.

nagi has the looks, the talent, the brain, the skill, the body that a girl could ask for. you’re simply lucky enough to be near his presence—and oh boy how all the girls that see you two together makes you feel it.

their glares and side glances sharp as a knife, it gave you goosebumps all over. but you eventually paid no mind to their stares, the only thing that mattered at the moment is how you’d spend your day with nagi!

it’s been three years since your first interaction with him, and you two haven’t changed a thing. take it with a grain of salt. yes, you two still treat each other the same way, and no, he is not your anything—just a friend.

he’s such a fish to catch that you’re surprised why he’s still not seeing anyone at this point. maybe there was some point that you’ve thought about how there could be possibility that he could like you the way you like him, which is stopping him from seeing anyone else.

or maybe his actions has raised your hopes up and made you delusional. how could you know? you’ve been friends for three whole years now, yet you still can’t read him.

he left you on delivered? that’s new. well- it was bound to happen. it’s not like he’s obligated to reply or at least leave a reaction… right? right. you’re his best friend. nothing more, nothing less.

but what could he be doing? it’s a sunday. he doesn’t have practice, and the term just started. he couldn’t have had any assessments he needed to finish.

your questions were quickly answered once you’ve opened up your twitter app and found someone unfamiliar in your timeline.

“pfft—this happens all the time.” you say. “and they’re always fake.”

and how you wished you were right.

“oh.” was everything you could let out, as if that one tweet didn’t break your heart into pieces. you were glad he’s finally seeing someone—but at the same time, you had hoped that it was just a misunderstanding, that he’s actually maggy’s cousin… or something! just not her suitor. even though the signs are as clear as day.

it was petty, and this- this will hurt you, and it’ll hurt bad. so you had no other choice but to try and distance yourself away from him as much as possible, to save yourself and to respect who he’s been seeing. it was for the better… but—he was making it hard.

nagi’s completely clueless!

you didn’t know whether to laugh it out because of how oblivious he is. does he not realize what he’s doing to you?

at this point, you start to realize how none of it was your fault in the first place. you couldn’t control you feelings, and it certainly didn’t help that nagi treats you way too well.

even so, you could never blame him. it could just be in his nature, to be kind, lovable, and to be the pinnacle of a girl’s dream. and you were the one at fault because you’re taking advantage of his kindness to satisfy your curiosity regarding what it felt like being handled with genuine care, only for it to backfire—seeing that you actually fell for him big time.

still, that wasn’t your first train of thought when you met him. you genuinely wanted to be friends because he seemed like a cool guy. it just so happens that your heart begun to agitate more and more everyday when you’re with him.

or maybe it was maggy’s fau—oh my god, make up your mind, yn!!

“let’s not put the blame on everyone. whatever happened, happened. none of it matters now. i just have to get myself out of this mess… then i’ll be back to same, old me. right.” you thought to yourself.

you have been ignoring nagi for the past three days, leaving him on delivered, and practically scrambling away when you see him in the hallways—or everywhere, actually.

did you tell him why you’re doing this? no, why would you?

does he care? a lot, as a friend, most likely.

he’s been trying to reach you for the past 3 days, while you were off running everywhere but to the places you and nagi went to together, which is hard because you’ve both been to every cafe, every movie theater, every arcade, every mall your city could offer.

there was this one place you two haven’t been in yet. it was perfect for admiring the view below, or simply a place to just clear your mind.

you planned on going there after classes were over, and it made you quite excited. you were supposed to go here with nagi but… you know, things happened. nonetheless, you wanted to enjoy this, even if it meant not being able to bring nagi with you.

after class ended, you bid your farewell to your friends before getting into a cab and going to the rooftop lounge that recently just opened.

you opened the door that leads to the lounge and was surprised by what greeted you at the door.

it was nagi, with maggy. their hands intertwined as they admire the city.

ouch. seeing them like that felt like ten thousand trains running me over.

you were about to leave when you heard her call for your name. you froze on the spot, a course of thoughts ran through your brain on whether to run for it, or play a good face and not ignore her calls.

“y/n! come join us.”

you made the decision to turn around and approach them instead… she waved and smiled at you. god—how can you make such a lovely woman?!

it was too late to run anyways, you felt their eyes on you when you froze by the door, it would be far too embarrassing to just leave with them knowing that you heard maggy call for you.

“hey, i couldn’t reach you.”

nagi greeted. you briefly glanced into his eyes and gave him a smile before breaking eye contact. you could barely look into his eyes—you might burst out crying if you stare any longer.

“i was busy.”

you replied, dryly. you really were busy; busy with assessments, busy distracting yourself from your feelings, busy doing whatever it takes to forget about nagi… but if you two keep meeting like this—and if he keeps trying to talk to you, it will pose a challenge for you to fully move on.

why do you have to let it linger? you ask him in your mind as if he could read it. his constant concern for your wellbeing, his actions towards you, his daily messages checking up on whether you’ve eaten your meals yet—why does he have to let your feelings for him linger?

unknowingly, sure. but has he have not a single clue on why you’ve been distancing yourself? on why you haven’t been hanging around much?

you missed him, really. but this was the perfect distance for you both. he can keep reaching out until the day he gets sick of it; but as much as you want to respond to him, you can’t—you shouldn’t.

the following months were practically the hell. you’ve completely cut off contact with him (you ghosted him, basically) and was buried in a never-ending cycle of homework and projects, leaving no time for anything else.

when the semester ended, your friend, bachira, invited you to his party. he noticed that you were completely restless and said that you needed to loosen up a little.

it was 12 in the evening but the party has just begun—you could consider yourself a fan of staying at home in my comfy pajamas and old indie movies, rather than a party ‘til sunrise & drink ‘til you drop type of person… which lead you to excusing yourself out of the room with flashing lights and booming music to find somewhere else more peaceful to drink.

you found yourself on a huge balcony with a red cup on your hand. thank the gods that the doors muffles out the noise coming from the inside.

this was just right. and honestly what you needed. all that workload from the past few weeks has been killing you.

what you didn’t expect was for someone to break the silence you gave yourself.

“it was about time i saw you again. and out of all the places i thought i would see you in, a party was not one of them.”

nagi spoke nonchalantly. his sudden interjection jolted you out of your own thoughts. it’s been about six months since you’ve broke off contact with him. hell, you could barely remember his voice.

“oh fuc-… ah. i’m sorry- i should find another place.”

“no. stay. you owe me an explanation.”

maybe it was just you, but given where this conversation is headed… he sounded intimidating. his voice didn’t change much, perhaps it didn’t change at all, but you heard the sharpness of his words and felt the need to comply to whatever he says.

“sorry.”

“sorry doesn’t cut it, y’know?”

he lightly chuckled before mixing his drink around his own red cup that he brought.

“right… sorry. but, how are you? how’s maggy?”

“ah. it didn’t work out. she’s nice but it really isn’t working out for us.”

“oh. sorry.”

that was a surprise. you thought they’d still be all lovey-dovey with each other. maggy is a lovely girl, what could’ve gotten wrong?

“another apology and i’ll keep bothering you. you wouldn’t like that won’t you? considering how you’ve completely ghosted me for 6 months without an explanation or even a subtle hint of why you did it? right?”

“hey-!”

okay… maybe he hasn’t changed that much. he still holds his grudges. nagi broke eye contact and looked up to the moon with this… yearning look on his face—he looked so pretty, it was pathetic!!

a sigh left your lips before nervously starting to explain you side, since you felt like he really needed to know why. plus, it was a good chance to let go of that burden.

maybe a confession was nagi’s needed closure, and your way of letting go of the guilt of knowing you’ve randomly disappeared in his life without him even knowing anything.

“i like… liked. you, nagi. more than a friend should’ve.”

“what?”

his actions came to a halt. oh, he was THAT clueless

“aha—yeah… but then there came maggy. she was such a lovely person, and i know you deserved to be loved like that. i should’ve been happy for you, but i really couldn’t bring myself to. it hurts seeing my best friend whom i’ve liked for the longest time smile because of a person they’re romantically involved with, y’know?”

you weren’t able to find the strength to look at him as you explained, but it felt like a weight was lifted off of your shoulders after.

“i-”

“no, don’t say anything. i just really needed to let that out… for your sake, and mine. i also wanted to thank you. y’know—for everything. you’ve been a great best friend, nagi.”

“okay but-”

he didn’t get to say whatever he wanted to say because the door that leads to the party suddenly opened, revealing a tipsy bachira.

“y/n!! here you are~ and nagi too!!”

bachira gleefully said before dragging y/n back inside, leaving nagi alone in the balcony.

he watched your figure get lost in the crowd of people partying without end, saying:

“ah-… i liked you…too?”

© zuyoo — do not copy, plagiarize, or translate my work without my permission. i only upload my work in tumblr.

[jjuwuni]

caught in his web ; choi yeonjun ch. 1 | SWEET DREAMS

pairings — yeonjun x afab reader

genre — smut (lots of it so minors dni please), fluff, angst, college!au, friends to lovers, drama

word count (for this chapter) — ~2.3k

summary —  You thought you’d be immune to Choi Yeonjun's charms, turns out you were completely, utterly, shamefully wrong. 

And what’s worse? He’s your new best friend's boyfriend.

Wanna hear something even worse than that? His dad and your mom are dating.

MOA University: An educational institution created for the 1%. The elite of the elites. Those who are to inherit large multinational companies, take oath in office, and represent Korea's future in business and politics. This is where it begins.

warnings — almost-stepbro!yeonjun but not really since your parents are in the early stages of dating, kinda slow burn yes, black haired!yeonjun, bad boy yeonjun, all of you are trust fund babies, all the tubatu's make a cameo and are in the same friend group, might reference some other 4th gen idols, alcohol, drinking, drunken mishaps, lots of sex, profanity - lots of it, yeonjun is a menace but he's so cute wtf i'm screaming, jealousy, making out etc. minors dni istg! i'm watching y'all..

A/N: hello! bela here! my apologies for dipping after posting the preview. here is the official first chapter! hope you guys like it. i'll try to update more frequently. 🙏 comments and reblogs are very much appreciated xoxo also please do let me know if you'd like to be tagged for the next parts!

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“O-oh..” You clear your throat after telling yourself to get it together about a million times. Opening your mouth after what seemed like an eternity, “I uh.. Uncle Minjun? It’s nice to meet you. I’m y/n.” You offer your hand out to the man who was undeniably a splitting image of Yeonjun - just older.

He was dashing and had an air of charisma around him. One would know that being in the real estate business, you need to have some type of charm after all, so you're not too surprised that he owns the biggest housing and commercial property business in Asia. He seemed like the type to be able to sway you easily into buying things without much hesitation. 

Also explains why your mom fell for him.

“y/n.. Very nice to meet you finally. I’ve heard nothing but good things about you from your mother, you seem like a very smart lady. And as expected - beautiful too. Surely you have a lot of suitors by now, eh?” He says in a playful manner, as you finally take a seat to join them, right across from Yeonjun. 

“Oh, trust me, dad. Soobinnie's all over her.” The male across from you nonchalantly points out, making you cough right as you scoop the clear soup into your mouth. 

“Oh? CEO Dongwon's son? Well sounds like he’s a decent man.” Your mother for sure wouldn't pass off the chance to give her two cents, “Why didn’t you tell me this, sweetie? You should invite Soobin here sometime.” She lets out a giddy laugh as you grimace into your soup.

"Well, we’re not an item, Mom. And you know I want to focus on my studies first…” 

“It’s rare you hear that nowadays eh? I wish my son would see education the same way as you y/n. Maybe you should teach him a thing or two, huh?” Minjun replies, sipping from his scotch glass and giving Yeonjun a look to which the younger male replies with a sarcastic scowl. 

“I’m sure Chaewon’s got that covered.” You take the opportunity to tease back, it was your way of repaying him for bringing Soobin up. “They’re a really cute couple.” You smile the sweetest one you can muster and look over at his dad who seems to suddenly be interested at the mere mention of a girl. 

“Well, if you’re serious about dating her, son, stop bringing random girls home. You know the guards see you when you do that, right? It's quite distasteful really.” 

Your eyes widen upon learning this little piece of information, he was still bringing girls home, even though he’s dating my friend?  You think to yourself. You could feel Yeonjun’s glare directed at you from across the table, but ultimately decide to avoid it and just eat. 

“I-I’ll go get the dessert.” You shoot up from your seat not too long after, wanting to do anything to get you out of that semi-awkward situation. 

“I’ll help you y/n!” Yeonjun chimes in, walking behind you and following you into the kitchen- giving you no other choice. 

“Ahjumma, can you please take out the cream cake my mom bought this morning? I’ll cut it myself.” You say in a polite tone and a smile to match, watching the older lady walk out back to the refrigerators to go grab it. 

You let out an exasperated sigh, leaning back against the expensive Italian marble countertop. “Not even an hour with you and I’m already tired.” You glare at the male.

It’s true, there’s a reason why you never got along with him, as he was always picking on you. But it was more of a welcomed gesture for you because even though it was annoying, you were just glad you are not a part of the population of MOA-U girls who have fallen victim and succumbed to his charms. 

“Well, you do know what this means… right y/n?” Yeonjun asks, almost in a teasing tone from what you can pick up.

Soon, his hands lay flat over the countertop, on each side of your hip - effectively trapping you in. 

You swallow hard, you’ve never been this close to him before. 

Chaewon always had somewhat of a fence around him in school, which is why we’ve never been face-to-face like this. You find yourself taking note of his prominent features- from his black locks, which complimented his hazel eyes, his strong jawline, his raised nose bridge, and even that cute, boyish smile. 

“H-huh?” Great, what was that part about being immune to his charms again? 

“We’re going to be siblings," He says, arms wrapping around your waist, "..so you’ll see more of me around, most likely.” His smile stretches out even more, and it was like he enjoyed that you were flustered by the mischievous glint in his eyes.

Like a shark being able to smell fear from a few feet away. 

"You're... You weirdo." Was all you were able to say, and it took all of your might to push him off of you, and right on time too, as the help finally came back with the cake to save the day. 

You leave the kitchen as fast as you could, and even as you briskly walked away, you could feel Yeonjun smirking behind you.

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"I don't know how I feel about it, honestly." You say as you plop down on one of the couches in Chaewon's living room after school that day. 

"My best friend and my boyfriend becoming step-siblings? Who would have thought..." Chaewon says with a smile, though you couldn't tell if it was a sarcastic smile or one that was of genuine nature. 

"I know my mom's been a notorious magnet for rich dudes but I never thought she would end up in the arms of Choi Minjun, tsk. This is driving me nuts." You whine out, pulling at your hair and punching the throw pillow repeatedly.

"You do know there's some business strategy side to this, right unnie?" Minjeong suddenly speaks up. The youngest in your group rarely opened her mouth, which is why all four of you were all ears whenever she decides to give her input on things. 

"How so?" You ask, trying to make sense of the situation and guessing where she was going with this statement.

"Mm well... Yeonjun oppa's dad owns a lot of properties, and you guys own a lot of department stores.. So if your companies merge... Then, your mom can expand to more places and oppa's dad will acquire more patrons because of the brand - since your mom does have an insane amount of fans. It will be the merger that everyone in Korea will be talking about." 

"Wow.. I never really thought of it that way." You say in a hushed tone, trying to put the pieces together. 

"At this rate you'll be richer than all three of us combined. With the exception of Chaewon, of course." Yeji says in a joking manner, her statement causing Chaewon to flip her hair over her shoulder. 

You laugh it off, "Ah, well- that's.. that's really not my concern now. All I know is that my mother needs to get her life together.." 

"Well look at the bright side y/n, at least you get to look after my baby for me," Chaewon interjects, putting her hand over her chest. "You know, you can report to me and tell me if there are girls who try to flirt with him and all that. You’re basically going to be his younger sister anyways." She points out, nodding her head a few times. 

You stay silent, suddenly remembering that one little fact that his dad gave away at dinner.

He was still bringing random girls home at this point. 

There was an inner battle in you suddenly - should I say something? Or should I keep it under wraps since their relationship isn’t my business anyway? Something prompts you to go for the latter, not open your mouth and just nod.

You'd rather not be caught in the middle of the drama.

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As expected, there was another party that night at Chaewon’s house.

There were indeed perks to being inheritors to future companies: your parents were more often than not, too busy to take note of anyone's whereabouts. Which is why you have the luxury to party whenever you wanted.

Surprisingly, you were actually in the mood to party then. As you’ve managed to down a few shots of soju as well as soju bombs with Yeji.  

And not surprisingly, Chaewon was all over Yeonjun that night.

You could feel him staring at you from time to time though. Nevertheless, you don't think much of it- as you’ve always made it a point not to.

He's probably waiting for me to f*ck up or something so he can tattletale on me to my mom next time we have a ‘family’ meal. 

“How’s my favorite girl?” Soobin’s voice made its presence known as he wraps his arm around your neck and pulls you into a hug. Your arms instinctively wrap around his torso, and you stay that way for a few minutes. 

“Ah- y/n! Before I forget! Remember how you were looking for that limited edition version of that manga we both loved?!” He asks as you pull away from the hug. You, of course, nod quickly.

The two of you have a lot of similarities, and your love for mangas and graphic novels was one of them. 

In a swift motion, he then pulls out something from his bag. And lo and behold, in its pristine condition, was the same novel you've been searching high and low for. 

“WHAT! NO WAY!!!” You shout over the music, enough to draw attention from the people around you. You envelop him in another excited hug out of gratitude. “I can’t believe you found it?! How did you do it? I had my mom’s assistant look all over for it. Even my grandparents’ staff were searching for it.” 

“Ah well, I have my connections. You’re not the only one, y/n.” Soobin winks as soon as you pull away to take the manga and read through the back cover. 

The rest of the night was spent with Soobin and a few more soju bottles. And by the end of the night, you were feeling the ugly effects of alcohol. 

Cuddled up with him on one side of the couch, with the two of you talking about all the animes you’ve watched the past week. It was pretty fun to have someone with whom you could nerd out, especially in a group of socialites such as the one you both have. 

“Ah, you’re remarkable. I can’t believe you like the same things I do.” He said, pinching your nose which causes you to scrunch it upwards. 

“y/n...?” He suddenly grows quiet after a few moments of just staring at each other. 

“H-huh?” You ask, your forehead creasing in curiosity. Unfortunately, right on time, your vision starts to blur, and the dimmed-out lights in the living room turned party area wasn’t helping. “W-what is it?” 

“C-can I k-kiss-- Y-yah.. y/n?! Hey! You ok?!”

That was pretty much the last thing you hear before passing out. 

And that was it, your dear old friend alcohol got the better of you, knocking you out on his lap. 

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“Yeonjun, I don’t understand, you know I can bring her home safely.” 

Was I dreaming? 

“I know, but I promised her mom I’d take care of her, and that’s what I’ll do so hand her over.” His voice didn’t falter, standing firm to the promise he made to your mom.

W-wait.. I can’t see anything.. I can’t open my eyes. I’m still dizzy,  I can only hear faintly.. Ah, what is happening to me?!.. 

“Pff, alright, fine Jjunie.. But you better not try any funny business.” 

You could feel another pair of strong arms underneath you, cradling you as you shifted. The air is crisp and cold as it brushes through your legs. You were outside.

“Babe! Where are you going?! You can let Soobin handle her and the party’s not over yet.” 

That was Chaewon’s voice..

“I have to go Chae, I’ll bring her home first and make sure she’s settled. I’ll see you tomorrow in school hmm?” 

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You wake up to music, a hummed lullaby of sorts. It was soothing and pleasant to hear. You can feel the soft mattress under your tired body. With how familiar it all felt, you could tell you were in your bed.

Apart from that, you can feel someone stroking your hair. 

Your eyelids felt so heavy as you open them, curious to see who it was. But you could barely see, vision still blurry no thanks to the after-effects of alcohol.

Add that, and the fact that it was rather pitch dark around your room- signaling that all the lights were off.

Someone was in your room, that you knew. Because you can hear him and his melodic humming, and whoever it was- he was unmistakably sitting at the edge of your bed next to you. 

“O-ow..” You croak out, feeling the throbbing in your head.  Pressing the palm of your hand against your forehead almost immediately, the melodic, soft voice cuts as you note the mattress' weight shift when the person beside you leans in to check on you.

“y/n, don't get up, just get some rest…” That voice, you know who it belongs to, but it took you a while to process it. 

Yeonjun’s voice? 

Even though you wanted so badly to keep your eyes open and verify if your guess was correct, you've had way too much to drink to keep up.

You couldn’t believe it though. How can someone so rugged and nonchalant about things have such a sweet voice? Plus, the mere idea that he’s here to make sure you're okay- that definitely does not seem like something he’d do. 

Or have you had a skewed vision of him this whole time?

Soon after, You feel his lips against your forehead. His soft buds leave a small peck and a tingling sensation on your skin, and you swore your cheeks felt a lot more heated than it was before.

At that point, you weren't sure if it was all a dream. You feel your stomach churn. Was it butterflies? Nah, it must be the soju. You tell yourself.

“Sweet dreams, y/n.” And with that, you drift off into dreamland.

[mari-lair]

Do you think Aoi will ever be able to show nene her “ugly” side and open up to her? Perhaps with the help of Akane? Or will she keep up her “popular girl” act with Nene to avoid the risk of losing her as a friend?

If we put the responsibility 100% on Aoi she will stay stuck in her popular persona forever. Aoi opening up is very important for change to be made, it is fundamental, but this friendship was built by two, and Aoi didn't get stuck in this superficial 'bubbly bff popular girl' image alone, Nene had just as much of a role keeping her in this box.

Nene lives in a fantasy and blinds herself to reality. Aoi is a big part of the idealistic high school life she desperately clings to, so even if Aoi tries to open up, Nene will either blind herself to Aoi's problems or go out of her way to shut Aoi down before the illusion is broken.

Even with the help of Akane I find it unlikely, cause 1- Akane knows this isn't his business, he let Aoi reunite with Nene alone and currently believes the two made up.

And number 2, even when people call Nene out directly, Nene does not change her behavior. If she doesn't want to think about something that distresses her, she will cover her eyes and not think about it. There is A LOT to talk about when it comes to this problem of hers, but I'll keep it brief, no need to go over the whole manga for this point.

Think about her dilemma with Hanako: She is always surprised when someone calls him a murderer, either making excuses for him or unable to reply, still not making a hint of progress untangling how she personally feels regarding his murder despite this being an internal conflict that was introduced at the very start of the manga.

Why does she not have an answer? Because she doesn't want to think about it. The idea of him murdering someone is troubling and scary and not a nice fantasy at all, she doesn't want to think about it. So she doesn't think about it. Is that simple.

Nene is no longer a normal girl. But she is in denial. She still wants to believe she is a normal girl.

We can say "A lot of 15 year olds girls live in a fantasy world and are boy crazy :D" but we can't say "A lot of 15 year old girls know they'll die in 1 year, have seen ghosts being broken and doomed, nearly lost their friend cause their crush got extreme in their attempts to help, had seen the eaten remains of a possible friend (sumire), but their priority is to confess to their crush." That's not normal. That's a Nene thing.

She is determined to stay the same even when the world around her begs her to change. Begs her to sit down and think about the reality she is facing.

She is shocked when she sees bad things but she doesn't allow herself to process it. The manga itself calls her out for not learning from her mistakes.

She treats high-stakes scenarios as a normal high school life scenario. Fantasy may be one of Nene's charms but it is also her biggest flaw.

Nene has many moments where her reality is challenged, moments that feel like it will lead to introspection, but she never thinks about what she is told. what she sees. She doesn't want to stay mad at Hanako. She doesn't want to think about the situation. So she focuses on the no priority of "omg I need to make my crush confess!" as best she can.

Anything that is too serious or dark to fit her high school fantasy adventure will not be thought about. She is a kind person, there is no denial, but this incapability to face reality, to take off her bubbly fantasy glasses, makes her very insensitive at times.

She is so far up la la land that she hasn't properly processed that Hanako is dead yet.

She non ironically says "l'll live a happy life as a dead person" at the idea of being with Hanako. Aoi's rescue is a run away narrative in her mind, a forbidden romance. She is not in reality.

It is understandable to go in denial, to reject reality when reality is something you don't want to face, especially at 15, but just because it is understandable doesn't make her devoid of responsability. Nene is being a coward, her fantasies are far more charming than Aoi's brand of cowardness but she is, in her own way, still running away from her problems.

Even Hanako, who is madly in love with her, acknowledges she is self-centered and childish.

Aoi being a popular queen is the embodiment of her fantasy that "being popular is amazing! Is a dream come true"

So if Aoi works on the courage to speak up, if Akane calls Nene out, but Nene doesn't work on her bad habit of ignoring reality for the sake of her high school dream life, she will keep turning a blind eye to every hint she had witnessed that being popular is not a sea of roses and Aoi have problems and flaws like everyone.

Aoi had tried to talk about her ugly sides before after all.

But Nene covered her eyes, dismissed the drugged Aoi she had seen as a complete fake and embracing her cute bubbly bff without asking any questions about her feelings, her behavior, etc.

She does not want Aoi to have flaws, so she won't see those flaws.

She won't change.

I talk in detail about how her fantasy problem affects her relationship with Aoi here

[snootlestheangel]

If someone hasn't asked yet Pricegravesnik for that ship thing :D

Ooohhh a challenge! Let's see where this goes lol

They're all married for this btw

If anyone wants to submit another ship, please do so! If you actually have other ideas for the questions "Like who takes the hottest showers?" then I'd love to hear them!

Who was the one to propose? Actually I want to say Price when he proposed to Nik. I want to say neither were willing to commit to marrying each other for a couple years until something happened and Price realized it's never a guarantee to keep the good things in life, so might as well keep them close while you can. Nik's the one that started the flirting with Graves and wanted to propose to him, but Graves beat him to it. (my tired brain made me read that as Graves proposed to himself, which honestly? He would. He'd do it just to mess with them and go "Sorry, I'm already engaged")

Who stressed more over wedding planning? I genuinely see Nik as the one that was flipping out the whole time. Graves was surprisingly the least stressed (he was recruiting his Shadows for help shhhhh) and Price was experiencing about the normal level of stress you'd expect for a wedding.

Who decorated the house? Graves. In truth, it was a mostly group effort; Price's favorite recliner is there, Nik's very nice, suspiciously acquired liquor cabinet, a few things they've both received from Laswell, Farah, Alex, and the 141 boys. But Graves is the true decorator. Granted, most of this stuff is gifts from the Shadows when they heard he was getting married.

Who does the cooking? I, again, want to say Graves's Southern ass does, but like... I feel like Price knows his way around a kitchen, ya know? Nik is banished from kitchens.

Who is more organized? None of them are necessarily organized per say. Graves is the best at keeping the appearance of being organized but in reality it's Price. Graves's planners are always neat, his desk is always neat, but that doesn't mean shit. Price's office always looks like Nik landed a copter too close but he knows exactly where everything is and he's the most on top of schedules/appointments/important dates.

Who suggested kids first? Nik. Like as a serious suggestion. He's seen the way both his husbands are, and he just knows they'd be wonderful dads. Desperately wants to be a girl dad.

Who's the cuddler? Nik is the cuddliest, but Graves is a close second. Price just wants some fucking peace and quiet.

Who is big spoon/little spoon? Graves always ends up the little spoon of at least one of them. As much as he tries his best to be a big spoon and big spoon only, he always ends up in the middle of them with one wrapped around behind him. Nik is always a big spoon though, and somehow Price ends up being the little spoon. (Graves is not complaining, he's got two bears for husbands so you know ending up in the middle of that is hella nice. And he should be thankful) *I am extremely jealous of Graves now but I have no one to blame but myself and maybe @midnight193 for submitting this ship*

What's their favorite non-sexual activity? Probably something quiet, but at the same time they're all so chaotic it'd never stay quiet long, so I almost want to say something like *mind blanks* Um.... Honestly? Bowling. Don't ask me why, it just popped in there and now I can't get that mental image out of my head. That or axe-throwing cause they're each such show-offs. Graves gets a +2 strength bonus when the Shadows are around

Who comes home drunk at 3am? Nik. Is there really any other answer? It's not often, it's still a rarity, but still. That! Or it's Graves after a party with his Shadows. He's always absolutely blasted after social engagements involving alcohol with his Shadows

Who kills the spiders? Price. None of them are afraid, but Graves did have one really bad allergic reaction once and ever since then Price is the one to kill the spiders. Nik tried using fire once. It did not work. He is no longer allowed to kill spiders, even though he promises to never do it again

Who falls asleep first? Hot take? Graves. He's going 100 all day and just crashes once it's bedtime. Sometimes, if Nik and Price are coming home late, they walk in to see Graves just sprawled out on the bed, having not even bothered taking his jeans off and he is out cold. (of course they always gently get him into bed proper and that's how he ends up in the middle)

A head-canon? Nik is a human furnace, which is partly why he has to be one of the ends when they cuddle/sleep. There have been times where he's ended up in the middle and Price is just on the floor cause HOT. Graves, a true Texan (he's Texan right? *I am having an existential crisis over this for some reason??*) is used to the heat, and is secretly sometimes reminded of home with it, so he's okay with being swarmed by human heater Nik. Price, a fucking Brit, can't stand it when he's too warm for comfort. He'd rather kill his back sleeping on the floor or their really shitty couch than be trapped with that. A second one because why not? Price always ends up being the "victim" of sexual jokes/blatant nasty flirting from Graves and Nik. He can be chilling, minding his business, and suddenly one of them says something really dirty to the other and Price, the poor thing, it's not his fault he gets so easily flustered!

Do they have any rituals? Graves has so many rituals when it's Shadow Olympics week. There's too many to count but they're all vital for his team winning, and even some of them to ensure none of his Shadows are harmed/all have fun. Nik constantly teases him for being a dad, which ends up in Graves calling himself Daddy and making Price snort his tea. Price has incredible oral hygiene, and the other two have pretty normal routines for that sort of thing. Nik's only "ritual" is the series of stretches he does before flying. It took a while for Graves to be able to witness it, so Price once recorded it and sent it to him.

Who has the most patience? Nik, a thousand times over. Price has to deal with Soap, Ghost, and Gaz on a constant basis. And those boys are so needy they can't just leave him alone during leave, either! Graves can be pretty patient, but after a long day of dealing with hyperactive Shadows and a giant techie with chronic anxiety, he gets a little snippy. Nik on the other hand? Totally chilled out like 90% of the time. He's had a couple of bad days where he'll scowl at someone annoying him and the very rare occasions that he does lose his cool. Ghost has witnessed this once, and the rant Nik was on wasn't even directed at him, but he's still traumatized by it (@cod-dump has an incorrect quotes that definitely inspired this. In fact! Mike is the fucking reason I'm obsessed with Graves now! So *angrily stomps but it's more like a cute puppy* damn you! This is your fault!)

Gif that sums up their relationship?

I dunno I tried. I searched too long and this is all I could come up with

[sapphic-agent]

Hopefully, this ask won’t get you in trouble. If you feel it does, then feel free to disregard this. Or if you don’t feel comfortable or confident talking about it, cause it does involve talking about ships.

But it somewhat feels like Horikoshi for the later chapters seems to be catering for same sex pairings, like Midoriya always being around Bakugou, or Ochako’s most significant moments now being around Toga. At least to me.

And the fact he seems to be focusing on same sex pairings certainly isn’t the problem.

The problem is the fact is the pairings he’s focusing on are f****** shit!

BakuDeku is an angry asshole bossing around and being a d*****bag to a boy that has been conditioned to think so highly of his abuser. This is a hop, skip and a jump away from Stockholm Syndrome.

Togachako, imo, is slightly worse than BakuDeku (but not by much) simply because it’s a very one sided relationship where one partner always has to cater to the problems of the other with no sign of returned love or reciprocated love. I wouldn’t trust Toga to know when she’s had enough of my blood. Why should I believe she would know where to stop drinking Ochako’s blood? And despite the images throughout their fight, like Toga GROPING Ochako, Horikoshi, for some disturbing reason, tries SO hard to paint this as a CUTE couple. (Hell, the dude could be showing Toga literally EATING Ochako and somehow paint it as an endearing thing…)

Why is Horikoshi banking on these toxic forms of love for the LGBTQ when he’s had more HEALTHIER couples?!?

TodoDeku? Tsuchako? IidaDeku? Minachako?

Hell, there are other pairings that were literally already there!

MomoJirou!

Mirio and Amajiki!

It’s just…it’s baffling why BakuDeku and Togachako are paraded as these fantastic M/M and W/W ships when they are anything BUT.

I have a sapphic couple in their wedding dresses as my pfp and my user is sapphic-agent... I'd honestly be impressed if someone could accuse me of homophobia😆Feel free to submit any LGBTQIA asks :)

In the case of TogaChako, I just think Toga herself is queer-bait. Among BakuDeku and other queer ships becoming popular, good old Hori probably thought to himself, "What's the best way to capitalize on this?" without actually putting any thought or care into it (like with Bakugou's redemption once he started to become popular). So he made Toga canonically bisexual (I'm like 90% sure she wasn't originally intended to be bi as she was way more infatuated with Izuku than Uraraka initially). And she's bad rep to boot. Horikoshi is making his only canonically queer character a predator... that's not a good look.

I even like Toga. Or, I liked how much potential she had at the beginning of the series. She was original and I liked her quirk. He could have given her a lot of depth, but nah let's just make her creepy and a predator mfers will eat it right up... And he was right unfortunately.

What makes it worse is that Uraraka has to be at the center of Toga's advances (again, WHY THE GROPING PANEL). Idk if it's because she's the main girl or what, but she deserved better than this.

(Tbh, I know she's Izuku's LI, but her and Tsu are way cuter and a lot healthier than her and Toga)

BakuDeku I feel like is part of that queer-baiting. Look, the fact is that it will never be canon. We know it, the shippers know it (even if they feign delusion), and Horikoshi knows it. But that doesn't mean Hori isn't milking it for all its worth. Do you see how the shippers go nuts when Izuku and Bakugou are in the same panel together? The entire MHA feed will be filled with it here on Tumblr for weeks. They eat that shit up and Horikoshi knows that. That's part of the reason why he forced reconciliation between them, so that he'd have more content for them to froth at the mouth over.

[richincolor]

Banned Books Week Day 5

It has been a week filled chock full of information and good books. We hope our posts gave you valuable information or encouraged you to get involved.

If you missed any of our book recommendations click below to find out our favorite banned books. 

Check, Please! Book 1: #Hockey by Ngozi Ukazu

The hilarious and heartbreaking confessions of a figure skater turned collegiate hockey player who’s terrified of checking . . . and is desperately in love with the captain of his hockey team.

Eric Bittle is a former Georgia junior figure skating champion, vlogger extraordinaire, and amateur pâtissier. But as accomplished as he is, nothing could prepare him for his freshman year of playing hockey at the prestigious Samwell University in Samwell, Massachusetts. It’s nothing like co-ed club hockey back in the South! For one? There’s checking. Second, there is Jack—his very attractive but moody captain.

A collection of the first half of the mega-popular webcomic series of the same name, Check, Please!: # Hockey is the first in a hilarious and stirring two-volume coming-of-age story about hockey, bros, and trying to find yourself during the best four years of your life.

If this novel appeals to you, show your support by visiting your local library or purchasing a copy at Bookshop.org.

Gabi, A Girl in Pieces by Isabel Quintero

In this groundbreaking William C. Morris Award winner for a YA debut, Gabi’s life is a mess–her family, her friends, her attempts at a love life–but writing helps, especially since it turns out she’s pretty good at poetry.

Gabi Hernandez chronicles her last year of high school in her diary: college applications, Cindy’s pregnancy, Sebastian’s coming out, the cute boys, her father’s meth habit, and the food she craves. And best of all, the poetry that helps forge her identity.

July 24

My mother named me Gabriella, after my grandmother who, coincidentally, didn’t want to meet me when I was born because my mother was unmarried, and therefore living in sin. My mom has told me the story many, many, MANY, times of how, when she confessed to my grandmother that she was pregnant with me, her mother beat her. BEAT HER! She was twenty-five. That story is the basis of my sexual education and has reiterated why it’s important to wait until you’re married to give it up. So now, every time I go out with a guy, my mom says, “Ojos abiertos, piernas cerradas.” Eyes open, legs closed. That’s as far as the birds and the bees talk has gone. And I don’t mind it. I don’t necessarily agree with that whole wait until you’re married crap, though. I mean, this is America and the 21st century; not Mexico one hundred years ago. But, of course, I can’t tell my mom that because she will think I’m bad. Or worse: trying to be White.

If this novel appeals to you, show your support by visiting your local library or purchasing a copy at Bookshop.org.

The Weight of Blood by Tiffany D. Jackson

When Springville residents–at least the ones still alive–are questioned about what happened on prom night, they all have the same explanation . . . Maddy did it.

An outcast at her small-town Georgia high school, Madison Washington has always been a teasing target for bullies. And she’s dealt with it because she has more pressing problems to manage. Until the morning a surprise rainstorm reveals her most closely kept secret: Maddy is biracial. She has been passing for white her entire life at the behest of her fanatical white father, Thomas Washington.

After a viral bullying video pulls back the curtain on Springville High’s racist roots, student leaders come up with a plan to change their image: host the school’s first integrated prom as a show of unity. The popular white class president convinces her Black superstar quarterback boyfriend to ask Maddy to be his date, leaving Maddy wondering if it’s possible to have a normal life.

But some of her classmates aren’t done with her just yet. And what they don’t know is that Maddy still has another secret . . . one that will cost them all their lives.

If this novel appeals to you, show your support by visiting your local library or purchasing a copy at Bookshop.org.

The Lesbiana’s Guide to Catholic School by Sonora Reyes

Sixteen-year-old Yamilet Flores prefers to be known for her killer eyeliner, not for being one of the only Mexican kids at her new, mostly white, very rich Catholic school. But at least here no one knows she’s gay, and Yami intends to keep it that way.

After being outed by her crush and ex-best friend before transferring to Slayton Catholic, Yami has new priorities: keep her brother out of trouble, make her mom proud, and, most importantly, don’t fall in love. Granted, she’s never been great at any of those things, but that’s a problem for Future Yami.

The thing is, it’s hard to fake being straight when Bo, the only openly queer girl at school, is so annoyingly perfect. And smart. And talented. And cute. So cute. Either way, Yami isn’t going to make the same mistake again. If word got back to her mom, she could face a lot worse than rejection. So she’ll have to start asking, WWSGD: What would a straight girl do?

Told in a captivating voice that is by turns hilarious, vulnerable, and searingly honest, The Lesbiana’s Guide to Catholic School explores the joys and heartaches of living your full truth out loud.

If this novel appeals to you, show your support by visiting your local library or purchasing a copy at Bookshop.org.

[lovinglin]

you should actually tell me this because im soso curious abt your masc presentation :D which f/o (any dynamic as well, /rom, /plat, /fam) in particular (or if it applies to all, awesome!!) sometimes throws some masc terms at you?? and what are those terms too? :3 pls tell im sooo so curious

(also btw kuya lara think about that oooo kuya lara AAOUUU WIWIWIWIWI) my familials calling u kuya lara wdyd

JUMPS AROUND LIKE A FLEA FROM THIS ASK HIHIHII 🥹🥹🥹 okay so there's only like... a few inserts of mine where my f/o's can refer to them in masc terms bc I haven't branched out much in my masc side until recently, but lemme ramble still!!!

The 3 inserts in question of mine are Lara (fnfsona), Lynelle (pokepasta) and Liam (TSP)!

🎨 Starting off with Lara !!

I haven't drawn her yet in a more masc image but considering she's just me but cooler- the old art above can still work HSJAHDJSHD

OKAY SO, first off, Pico's definitely one of the first to witness her being more openly expressive with her masc identity. I feel like she was very hesitant at the start but after being surrounded by a really supportive group of people (basically my fnf f/o's), she becomes a lot more open abt it

Lara can shapeshift☝️ she's an angel, ofc she can HSJAHDJSH so she tries playing around with physically altering her body to a more masculine one. She doesn't look too different but there are definitely still some small differences

^ Pico is quite surprised at first to witness this, but he welcomes it nonetheless ("thank fuck I'm bi"). He becomes pretty flirty with her bc of it, mostly as a way to show that he doesn't rlly mind whatever gender Lara takes form in and supports it wholeheartedly

Calls her by your typical masc terms: handsome, pretty boy, mr., sir, boyfriend, you know the drill. But when it comes to pronouns, Lara personally doesn't mind being called by he/him, but tends to default back to she/her still bc it's what she's used to. It doesn't remove or lessen her masc identity tho! (Pronouns ≠ gender type scenario)

The same goes for the others (my platonics basically)! I like thinking that Nene would start calling Lara "king" more often too, being her number one hype girl she is HSJAHDJSHD

Overall, they'll be helping her play around and try stuff out to help her branch out more with it!!

🍬 Next is Lynelle !!

I'm answering your last question here and it's if anyone in your or my familials call me kuya or brother, I'm gonna die instantly, next question /lh /pos HSKAHDJAHDJS

OKAY BUT NELLYYYY... I've only created him recently but I am So Severely attached to them already. They're so gender they are SO 🩷🩷🩷

First person comes to mind is Rainbow and I'm sure she doesn't mind referring to them as her brother. Lynelle is a lot more fluid in their identity and doesn't mind whatever still anyway

Really, just call her whatever- he doesn't personally have a preference with the terms!

Will say tho, I've thought about this as a silly but it feels a little fitting and comforting so I might make it canon but... Nel is AMAB who transitioned to appear more gnc! Not too familiar still with the exact terms but I think that describes it best :)

📌 Lastly we got Liam !!

You're probably already really familiar with him but I'm gonna ramble still abt him HSKAHDJAHD Liam is (I think) one of the first few inserts of mine that borders on the masc identity fully

I mean- he strictly uses he/him! Even despite his slightly feminine appearance, he's still very much so a guy LOL, and Stanley and Narry perceive of him as such

Likes being referred to with typical masc term, I'm sure that much is obvious. And his partners very much so oblige with it. He still does like playing around with his identity still tho! But tends to stick to a more masc one

Another silly ☝️ I've only said and done this once but... ftm Liam is canon in my book, thank you for coming to my ted talk 🙏 HAJAHSJAHS

Some extras and special mentions would be Rhayne! My Eddsworld OC :) She's mostly a demigirl and presents pretty feminine, but doesn't mind being complimented or referred to with masc terms (specifically mr. or sir)

Another would be Aurora! Another Genshin Insert of mine. The same scenario as Rhayne basically with being more inclined to the feminine identity but doesn't mind being referred to in masc terms (in fact- she probably encourages it!)

Last but not least... uhm, I haven't mentioned this insert before and he's only existed in my brain but- he's another Genshin Insert (god there's so many of them) in the works that's... in a poly and mostly masc presenting AHAHAHA YEAH THAT'S IT

[luna-loner]

Duality: The True Beauty of Kanzaki Yukiko

It's best girl's birthday! And what better way of celebrating than to gush talk about why I love her so much? Fair warning, this is going to be a long read 'cause when I start rambling about my girl, it's hard to stop ;)

The title pretty much spells out what it is that makes her character so unique in my humble opinion, but honestly, it has to do more with how her duality is handled rather than it simply existing.

Two Sides Of The Same Girl

Yukiko's character can be roughly broken down into two aspects: the Yamato Nadeshiko, and the Gamer Girl. Hardly can we imagine these two things going hand in hand given how their connotations and presumptions differ vastly from each other. Whereas the Yamato Nadeshiko paints the picture of an ideal Japanese woman, often submissive and obedient, the Gamer Girl invokes a more modern and frivolous image. Maybe she's a tomboy, a nerd, an irresponsible embodiment of chaos, or a hot babe with a console; but she certainly wouldn't be an ojou-sama in a kimono and geta sandals.

In Yukiko's case, the Gamer Girl is a stark contrast to the Class Idol we were first introduced to. Dyed, wavey hair replaced the prim and proper Hime cut. Brown eyes, once filled warmth and kindness, were now hardened, and the polite smile that often accompanied them was no where in sight. Rather than meekly clasping her hands in front of her, our gamer showcased a tough exterior. Rather than elegance, she radiated a badass vibe.

I'll be honest; when I first watched the episode, I thought they were going with the "True self" route with the newly-revealed gamer aspect.

Thank Matsui that's not the case because that would've been cliché and sexist. "Hey, see this ladylike character over here? Yeah, that's not who she really is. She's actually a hardcore gamer with a filthy mouth and big gremlin energy :D" (wooooow, what a girlboss *eye roll*)

@/o0o0thorn0o0o and I actually discussed this a long time ago and she told me how the reason the plot twist was so shocking wasn't because it made you go, "Oh, she was a gamer this whole time?" But rather, "Wait, a girl like her can be a gamer?" It's what makes her a breath of fresh air and a very unique character.

It's why I don't like it when people play up her gamer side until it becomes her whole personality. I've seen fics that erase her growth and revert her back to her 2nd year self and I'm just thinking, "Why...?"

Yes, I'm aware that everyone is entitled to their own interpretation of the character, just like how I am entitled to express my disdain of said interpretation 😇

A Lady, Not a Loser

Yukiko's arc concluded with her learning to embrace herself and stop worrying about how others perceive her. She never traded her modest, feminine attire for gamer merch, nor did she feel the need to denounce her interest in flowers to permentantly adopt a skull motif. My lady doesn't need to do any of that because she can walk into a damn arcade as herself now, thank you very much!

To some extent, the Class Idol persona is just another aspect of Yukiko's true self. She's genuinely a nice girl who gets along with everyone, which is one reason why she's popular with the boys; it's not just for her looks. She's still earnest and diligent, so don't expect her to be obsessively gaming in class or pulling an all-nighters. In fact, her doing that would just make her arc meaningless. That girl on Ryuuki's phone represented a terrible version of Yukiko-- stressed-out, overindulgent, and unsure of her place in the world.

But just because she's quiet and reserved doesn't mean she's lost her rebellious streak. She gave her dad the finger when he disapproved of her career choice. She stood up to Takaoka even after witnessing how violent he got with Maehara, and of course, we have this iconic scene:

I will forever thank Lerche for adding the raised pinky finger to this magnificant scene. Look at this! Look at how my girl's putting Ren in his place like the lady that she is <3

And then there's the time she gently threw ladylike out the window XD

Her duality enjoys playing games with us and constantly challanging our presumptions of Yukiko. As stated before, I initially thought Gamer Yukiko was the real deal, but later moments in the series, as well as the details from the Roll Book, proved me wrong. She's not your typicial gamer girl, or your typical Yamato Nadeshiko. She fits perfectly in those two boxes, but never stays put in either one. You have to expect the unexpected and the expected from this girl. The moment you think you have her figured out, she either subverts your expectations, or fulfills them when you don't expect her to!!

Conclusion

I wouldn't go far as to say she's a very deep and complex character (if we're strictly going by canon), but she isn't one-dimensional either. Both sides of her are equally important and to dismiss or downplay either one would be a major disservice to her character. She's just the perfect blend of two unrelated tropes, wrapped together to give us something new and interesting.

I mean come on, she'd obviously play DDR in a Kimono and geta sandals and still win. (Meanwhile, everyone's just standing there wondering what the logic behind this strange phenomenon 😂)

[dianassswoo]

Hello again! ☆ Today I come to introduce you (informally, of course) to a secondary character in Welcome Home just like The Girls (If You don't know them, then feel free to check my Instagram!!! I have the same username)... I present to you... Rolly Rocket! 🚀 (The one on the left) He is a strong, tough and terrific boy (Or at least according to HIS words :D), who is the best friend of Beverly Bright (The one on the right). It should be noted that they are not relatives! (despite being physically similar) but their dynamic is definitely one of siblings fighting haha! Even so, they love and appreciate each other in their own way :). I'll explore his relationship with Amy, Carly and the other Home residents later but for now you only need to know that he gets along best with Eddie Dear! (Second image credits to @/_PartyCoffin_ on Twitter).

[dykeyaoi]

finally! 🧷

the name's Cal! welcome to my blog. whatever you're here for, best of luck finding it. I use she/he pronouns and binary terms (girl, boy, dude, lady), preferably in direct opposition to one another when possible

I like Mob Psycho 100, Homestuck, Undertale & Doki Doki Literature Club and have a Genshin Impact sideblog with a somewhat counterintuitive tagging system. I'm an adult scalie (type of furry) who really loves the water and the way light works inside it. I play & sing music on piano, voice and saxophone and love Ancient Roman history/literature! the kind of person who wears freaky black eyeshadow with an outfit that looks like it's from the 1930s

sometimes I make art :D you're welcome to use it as an icon/header/background/whatever with credit to Dykeyaoi on Tumblr!

<3<

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[tmwcs]

HHP Chapter 5 pt 6 (18+MDNI)

Part 6 below line.

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“Oooh…Tiff…yeah. I know of her, she was in the same high school as me and the girls, same grade as Ethan…one of his ex-girlfriends.”

Stunned at the mentioned of ex, now it was clear as to how the girl looked so comfortable as she was putting her body and hands on Heeseung.

“Why? Have you met her?” Vicky asked. To which you responded and explained your first, and second encounter, and with the scene that just unfolded before you.

“Wow…” Vicky remarks, “That makes sense. She never got over him to be honest, and she’s not a nice person, in fact, she’s a bitch.”

You were slightly caught offguard as this was one of the rare moments you heard Vicky curse out, let alone refer someone to such a vulgar word. You continued to listen as Vicky explained the history between the two, and how she was dragged into getting involved with her own spat when she began dating Heeseung herself.

“So basically, she was like notorious for being…you know, very popular with the boys. She was always pretty, actually the boy’s always found her to be the sexiest since, I’ll give it to her, she knows how to do her makeup well and she dressed sexy without looking too desperate, but that’s as far as my compliments for her will go. She wasn’t his first girlfriend or anything, but she always came off like she claimed him because, when they were dating, Ethan was somewhat crazy about her. When he started dating me, he actually told me at one point when he started his senior year, that he was thinking of proposing to her once they started college. Well, Heeseung was really good at basketball and aside from being busy in getting his sports scholarship through the college’s basketball team, he was asked to volunteer as an instructor for “Dribble-Drabble”.

It wasn’t the appropriate time, yet you and Vicky couldn’t help but slightly chuckle at the name. “Dribble-Drabble? What is that?” you asked.

“It was a basketball camp for younger kids and junior teens, where young adults like senior high school students or even first year college students are asked and nominated to go participate in mentoring and guiding young kids on the sport and doing all types of cool and fun activities for the kids. Since Ethan never minded being around kids, enjoys and is super good at basketball, he accepted and went for two months. Not to mention, as a volunteer, it increases your chances of getting the sports scholarship, so that’s how he was able to get it.”

Nodding, the little backstory of Heeseung’s educational background became clear, since you never thought to ask or inquire the types of scholarships he gained, but had heard briefly through Vicky when she was still attending the same university. The image of Heeseung playing with a group of kids and mentoring them had melted your heart, you forced yourself to snap back as Vicky continued.

“So when he left, Tiff, ended up doing the same mistake I made, and she cheated on him. That I can somewhat understand, since I made my own series of mistakes against Ethan, but the part that differentiates between me and her, is that she couldn’t let him go. Because…I’m sure I know the answer to this, but you and Ethan have…you guys had sex by now, right?”

Flushed by the question, you nodded as you silently answered yes. Though your response is an understatement, the number of times you and Heeseung had engaged in sex was beyond countless, it was nearly every single day, half of it multiple times within each one.

“Yeah, and I know you and Samuel did it. Even though it’s not much to compare, but I think you already know the feeling that Ethan brings out during sex.”

“It’s…really good-“

“It’s amazing! I know I shouldn’t say this but we’re like sisters, and I don’t care that we had sex with the same guy, but he’s…”

Hearing Vicky scuffling, she whispers into the phone. “My guy now is good, and our sex life is amazing, but Ethan is seriously the best I’ve ever had. And I’ve had sex with like five different guys in my life.”

Chuckling at her having to hide and whisper so as to not have her fiancé hear in, you remained silent as you continued to listen in Vicky’s storytelling.

“Anyhow, with Tiff, I’m sure it’s the same for her. What can I say, the guy is gifted. He’s big, lengthy, and knows how to move it. That’s just the truth. Not to mention, he loves to foreplay, and he loves pleasure and seeing pleasure taking place within his partner. Now, Tiff, screwed that all up, and he quickly broke it off and never once spoke to her after that. And believe me, she has tried. Even though he’s like the Casanova of sex, Tiff just got too much attention from boys than she knew what to do with. I heard that she cheated on Ethan while he was gone, not with just one, but with like three different guys. Yeah, she’s that bad. And again, I’m not judging, but well after they broke up, and Ethan and I started dating, she was being stupidly rude and going out of her way to get into it with me.”

Thoughts ran back in your mind as you recalled the first moment you saw Tiff, it was when she glared at you in the hall.

“She did a lot to try and hurt me, like make up stupid rumors, she would even have some guys, ones that would do anything for her, to come and try to scare and threaten me, but Ethan was always good about making sure they never were to approach me again. And as for Tiff, I don’t know what exactly went down, but I heard he had some words with her, and next thing I knew, she was sent to live with her dad and go to a different school. I’m not sure if it was by her choice or if she just went crazy and her mom thought it was best. I just heard that she went like crazy-bitch mode and told one of the school staffs she was going to kill herself or something. That’s when she moved.”

Everything was an earful, but it made sense as it all came together.

“So what would you make of the scene I just told you about? He didn’t do anything wrong, I’m just worried that Tiff…is she going to be relentless? And I don’t want to face the remaining of my college years having to deal with her.”

You asked Vicky for her honest opinion, to which she gave in the most neutral aspect, yet, she prioritized your well-being at the same token.

“Honestly, I agree he didn’t do anything wrong, but knowing Ethan like I do, he really needs to stop being so lazy in his emotions or being so nonchalant about certain things. I’m not making excuses for myself, but the whole manner of how he was always so vague with me and treated every concern I brought up, with the whole “Don’t worry about it, I got it.” That needs to stop, so you should bring up the fact that he should have been more forceful with Tiff. That’s what I would do. And as far as Tiff, I don’t think you need to worry, because the moment she tries to get anyone to harass you, Ethan’s going to take care of that. Now I will say, with other stuff, he might not find it a big deal to step in on, like when Tiff created this rumor that I had an STD, it bugged me, it was a lie, but when I spoke to Ethan about it, he just told me that since he knew it wasn’t true that that’s all that matters. I didn’t like that.”

PART 7

[reginarubie]

I finished school; I ate and got ready for bed..I'm prepared🤗

First at all.Holy Heck.I loved it.Splitting the story into three parts was the best decision you have ever made,it doesn't feel rushed and I'm loving it.

Otto's death caught me off guard, I didn't expect him to be the first victim and it touched me he sacrificed himself for Jaehera🥲

Aegon?I loved him as well! A whole different person(him beating up in a pulp the assassin😨 holy heck-the greens are highly dysfunctional but when it comes to survival and family)

Alicent🥺 my baby she's now the head of the Hightowers and she needs to light the way; it's understandable she doesn't trust Sansa anymore and If I were her, I would feel the same.

JACAERYS, MY BOY! okay let's see how the meeting would go and it's sweet he defended his mother and blamed Daemon.

Ohhh that snippet👀 Jonsa???(let's see what you have in store for us😚)

Also can I ask you something? Will Rhaena and Baela have their POV?(I have a soft spot for the twins and honestly they deserve better but it's your story and it would be interesting to see Daemon's daughters' perspective in all this mess, also👀 their relationship..it's far from..loving in the show and it would feel good that the image of the perfect father and husband crumble..

Just my thoughts!!

Thank you for feeding us😋🥰

Ciao @tremendouswolfsaladranch

I'm afraid I am not as efficient as you and this ask has been sitting in my ask box for a while now, and I am very sorry for it. I've got no excuse really.

I'm happy you keep enjoying the story and that you agree splitting it up this way was the best because it feels more fitting with the arc that started with Otto's funeral.

Greens are highly dysfunctional but they love each other that is a given. Alicent is very intriguing and difficult to write because we all would want to see her support Sansa one hundred percent but that would not be plausible and for the story to be beautiful it needs to have shades, and Alicent' character is very deep and offers so many opportunities to explore many other facets of the story.

Also yes, I fully intend to add the girls as POV characters, but first I need to lay some groundwork, but yes, expect some POV chapter from them too.

Thank you for how loyally you keep following this fic and always taking time to show your appreciation and love for it! It means the world. :D

[empressofthesunwriter]

The Queen's Gambit: The Story

The most powerful piece in chess is the queen.

When this piece joins the game of Duel Monsters anything will change.

With two dragon sisters, a magician and her descendant, the queen will take her rightful place.

As it should have been.

Hi my loves before we start, I changed the Millenium Fragment from an amulet to a ring. You know, the ones you put on your finger XD

I took this decision because we already have enough canon Millenium Items as necklaces and I never saw a fanon one as a ring, so I decided yeah let's do this.

Powers are still the same as its name.

If you wanna see it, visit my DeviantArt ^^

I will change the other chapter over time, but for now, let's continue with our journey in the Duelist Kingdom.

Hope you enjoy this chapter.

(*)

Chapter 16: The Finals

Evening fell over the Duelist Kingdom, which meant it was time for dinner in Pegasus Castle.

And what a grand dinner the finalist and non-duelist were served.

It was mostly Western cuisine, but no one seemed to mind, since it tasted all wonderful.

Jonouchi and Honda even shed some manly tears of happiness.

"Please relax tonight before tomorrow's finals.", said Croquet, Pegasu's right-hand man to the duelists. "Enjoy our modest offerings for dinner."

"That is modest?", whispered Sadiye in disbelief at the number of luxury dishes.

"For Pegasus, it must be.", whispered Maja back.

Croquet continued: "I have an announcement for you. In order to participate in the final tournament, you need these cards that we gave to all entrants."

The man in sunglasses holds up two Duel Monster cards. One had no image the other showed gold and other treasures.

"You need Glory of the King's Hand and Glory of the Kin's Opposite Hand. You cannot receive the prize money without the Glory of the King's Hand. You cannot challenge Pegasus without the Glory of the King's Opposite Hand."

This worried Joey since he didn't have one of them as it did Bandit Keith.

"One more thing. Please look at your soup.", asked Croquet.

All did as he said and suddenly Millenium Eyes were in the duelist soup bowls.

Shocked gasps from nearly anyone and Anzu wondered loudly what this was.

Honda declared how in his soup was nothing, as the other non-duelists noted the same thing.

Huh?

"Hey!", shouted Jonouchi. "You were trying to make us eat them?"

"Please open them.", ignored Croquet Joey shouts.

So the duelists did this and found each a piece of paper with a single letter printed on it.

All were confused.

What was the meaning of this?

Behind Croquet a screen came down from the ceiling and he explained it would now be reveleave who shall duel who in the finals.

A) Yugi Muto Vs. B) Mai Kujaku

C) Bandit Keith Vs. D) Katsuya Jonouchi

E) Dinosaur Ryuzaki Vs. F) Kihana Schariq

G) Sehrazat Faizan Vs. H) Javier Alphonso

Of course, I have to battle HIM!, cried Sehrazat inside herself, while Javier sent her a pervy look.

Meanwhile, Joey was pumped to duel Bandit Keith, Mai and Yugi promised each other to give their best and Dinosaur Ryuzaki grinned at Kihana saying: "The Ultimate Battle Dinosaurs VS. Dragons, I will destroy you Schariq!"

Kihana just sent him a cold look with her blue eyes, which made him shake.

Jeez, that girl was scary!

After Croquet summarised who would duel who, he told them to enjoy their dinner.

Which of course they did.

Well, the most.

Sehrazat didn't eat much and then excused herself to her room.

She wouldn't stay any longer in the same room as Javier!

In her room, she closed the door with the key, before she made herself fall on the bed.

Not a second later Afya was in her spirit form sitting beside her on the bed and stroking her hair.

"Child of mine, what is wrong? What did this vermin of a boy do to you?"

Crying Sehrazat slowly told Afya her history with Javier.

When she was finished she had to stop Afya from taking over her body and murdering Javier.

(*)

Kihana listened to how Sehrazat talked with herself, but she knew she was talking to Afya.

She had wanted to comfort her best friend, but it seemed Afya's anger made Sehrazat forget her fears for a moment.

Good.

Then she could visit someone.

The white-haired beauty knocked on the door, till Asshole opened.

"Ah doll I know you couldn't-", he stopped as he was dragged back into his room and slammed against a wall.

An arm pressed down on his throat, making it difficult to breathe for him.

Fearful he stared into the blazing blue eyes of Schariq. He swerved he saw the image of the Blue Eyes White Dragon over her.

"Listen to me you piece of shit.", growled Schariq not sounding human at all. "If you do something in your duel with Sehrazat if so much as speak about what you did with her out loud, I will come for you...and end you!"

Nearly pissing his pants he nodded.

This was not a girl, but a dragon ready to eat him alive right now!

"Good.", hissed Schariq and let go of him.

As fast as she had come to his room, as fast she was gone.

(*)

Afya looked sadly at her poor Sehrazat.

She had brought her descendent inside her Soul Chamber, into the deepest bed chamber of her palast so she could sleep.

What Javier had done to her...!

The former queen of Egypt would make him suffer!

(*)

Sadiye opened her eyes as her sister crawled into bed with her.

"Did you scare him, Nee-San?"

"So much, he needs to change his pants."

Both sisters laughed and then fell asleep.

(*)

Maja was sleeping like a baby, not hearing how Honda and Ryou knocked on her door.

Well, seems like only Anzu remained for their little investigation.

(*)

The morning of the Semi-Finals came sooner than expected.

Our duelists, Yami, Afya, Joey and Kihana were walking with their group to the room where all the duelists had to wait for their matches.

All wished them four luck and promised to watch and cheer on them from the Terrance.

The four duelists thanked them and entered.

Mai was the only one who greeted them friendly.

Bandith Keith leaned arrogant on a wall, Dinosaur Ryuzaki was looking at his cards and Javier needed one look at Kihana and this different-looking Sehrazat, who with her orange eyes screamed murder, to look down in fear.

Since the first match was between Mai and Yami, the beautiful blond said: "Yugi, it's now time that we settle things."

Yami gave a simple nod.

"Jonouchi, thanks for coming so that I can defeat you.", mocked Bandit Keith.

"Keith, you may be a former U.S. champion, but I'll crush a cheater like you with my cards!", retorted Joey calmly back.

The Pegasus on the door, the mythical being, which leads to the Duel Ring, its eyes light up and Croquet's voice comes from the speakers. "To the duelists participating in the semi-finals, thank you for your patience. Please proceed to the duelling area."

The door opened and they were on the terrace on the same height as the Duel Ring.

On the other side of the Dueling Ring was also a terrace but with a throne.

Out of this door came Pegasus with Croquet and Hair-Guy by his side.

"Honored duelists, welcome to the sacred battlefield.", began Pegausu and sat down on his throne-like chair. "I hereby declare the start of the Duelist Kingdom Championship Tournament! The winner of the tournament will receive a large monetary prize. And the winner will also earn the right to challenge me."

That's when Honda calls from the higher-up terrace, asking what would happen if Pegasus was defeated.

Calm Pegasus said that whoever would defeat him the creator of Duel Monster would be recognised as the first Duelist King or Queen, meaning everyone had to acknowledge this person as the number 1 in the whole world.

"Every duelist here wants the title more than the prize money.", stated Pegasus. "Am I wrong?"

Bandit Keith laughed: "How interesting."

"I'm gonna win!", stated Jonouchi.

"Please, I will win you just had luck, Jonouchi!", said Dinosaur Ryuzaki.

"I wonder which one of you will win the final tournament and challenge me.", mussed Pegasus.

Afya and Yami thought the same thing, they would defeat Pegasus and free the imprisoned souls.

Now it was for the First Match: Yami VS. Mai.

As they both stepped into the Duel Ring, Joey, Kihana and Afya joined the non-duelist on the terrace to watch the duel better.

The Duel between Mai and Yugi was in the beginning in Mai's favour, since Yami only thought about getting to Pegasus and not concentrating on his opponent.

After Mai's words reached him, Yami finally played right and defeated Mai's Harpie Pet Dragon with the legendary strongest knight Black Luster Soldier.

Since the woman didn't want to see her Harpies destroyed she put her hand on her deck, meaning she gave up.

Yami won and came into the next round.

Now it was Jonouchi VS. Bandit Keith.

In the beginning, Joey had nearly a heart attack not finding his card to qualify him for the duel, but Mai was so kind to give him her.

Now he could duel against Keith.

And what a Duel it was it showed how Jonouchi had become a strong duelist, defeating Keith and his stupid machine monsters.

Bandit Keith didn't like this one bit and jumped to Pegasus holding a gun against his head, demanding the price money.

However, Pegasus with his feet touched a button and Keith fell down into a long tunnel and into the Ocean.

Joey came into the next round.

Next up was Kihanan Vs. Dinosaur Ryuzaki and well Kihana had from start to beginning the upper hand with her dragons.

The Dinosaurs with their Duelist were story...again and Kihana came to the next round.

Now came the final round of the Semi-Finals Sehrazat/Afya Vs. Javier.

Javier pissed himself as he saw the hate and loathing in Afya's eyes.

The Sehrazat he knew was always so meek and afraid of him.

She changed.

It showed how she duelled.

In 11 turns she completely demolished him!

11 turns!

This had been the fastest duel of the day.

Then came the duels, all had feared, Yami VS Joey and then Afya Vs. Kihana.

Best friends against each other.

For Yugi/Yami and Jonouchi, it would be the first time they duelled with all their forces against each other.

But only one could win and under tears it was Yami.

Afya and Kihana began their duel, which was even more brutal than the one Sehrazat and Kihana had during the European Championship.

With only a difference of 50 Life Points Afya won.

So this meant...

"The final duel of the day is between Yugi Muto and Sehrazat Faizan.", announced Croquet.

Both stand proudly on their side of the Duel Ring, not saying a word just staring at each other.

This was it.

Whoever won would face Pegasus to get the trapped souls back.

Yet who would win?

The Pharaoh or the Queen?

No one had a clue, both were equally strong.

As Maja said perfectly: "This is not a round of skills, this is who will be lucky."

"Yami.", called Afya to him. "Whoever wins, we must promise that one will give their all to defeat Pegasus as I will give my all to defeat you."

Her husband nodded determined.

"I wouldn't want it any other way Afya."

"Duel!", they shouted together.

What happened in this duel could only be described as epic.

From turn to turn the upper hand changed, they counter each other perfectly and hit each other hard.

"That's not a duel.", gasped Anzu. "That's a massacre!"

"I didn't expect any less from them. Only who is the best can beat Pegasus.", said Kihana.

"If you watch them duel, you wouldn't think these two are married.", noted Joey.

"Yeah, they are so aggressive towards each other.", agreed Ryou.

"Someone wants popcorn?", asked Maja in the round.

Huh?

Where did she get the popcorn from?

Already Sadiye and Honda were eating their own little buckets of the popped corn.

Well,....they all could use a snack to calm their nerves, so Maja gave them all a little bucket.

Then it seemed Afya would win since she drew Sacred Warrior of Isis, but as he did with Mai Yami blocked her for three turns with Swords of Reveling Light and managed again to call Black Luster Soldier.

Kihana shudder.

It was strange seeing these two monsters with Afya and Yami...they looked a bit like them.

Afya didn't manage to make a comeback and lost, but they had battled till the last Lifepoints.

"Bravo.", applaude them Pegasus. "Such a passionate and intense duel. Never have I seen such skill. Sehrazat-Girl from now on you will be the Queen of the Duelists thanks to your second place in my tournament."

The queen frowned a bit but just nodded.

A title was not more important than freeing the souls.

She and Yami met up at the Room of the Duelists and hugged each other tight.

They just needed to feel how they still were okay with each other.

"You were incredible, my love.", praised Yami, stroking loving her hair. "If I hadn't got Swords of Reveling Light you would have won."

"My darling, you managed to summon Black Luster Soldier two times in a day, you are formidable."

They looked deep into each other eyes and leaned their forehead against each other.

Oh, they would like to kiss, but these were still the bodies of Yugi and Sehrazat, they couldn't just take advantage of them like this.

"Make Pegasus pay, my darling, my pharaoh."

He nodded and kissed her forehead.

Yami would defeat Pegasus and get all the souls back!

This was a promise!

(*)

Sorry to all who wanted me to write an epic duel, I suck at them. *sweatdrop*

[simplynotcapable]

heya! you already know i worship your works actually (tho in my opinion certainly not enough) so here's a scenario: what if visenya was born a boy in dragonglass and gold? with baelon also being a boy?

and what if baelon was born a girl, so was visenya in d&g?

I LOVE BOY!VISENYA IDEAS SO MUCH

She is older than Baelon by a few minutes, so male!Visenya is heir. This makes it simultaneously harder and easier on Baelon because he doesn’t have the responsibility of the throne BUT he also doesn’t have a way to make up for killing his mother—which is how he sees his reign. A way to prove himself worthy, to make his mother’s loss worth it. He’s just…a secondborn son. She died for a secondborn son who has no lands and no titles and no anything, really, to make up for the price his birth demanded.

Visenya has a much better relationship with Viserys when she’s born a boy and a much better relationship with him than Baelon ever does. She isn’t Aemma’s spitting image, she doesn’t have to live with the knowledge that she as a daughter wasn’t enough for him. and she doesn’t have to deal with the pressure of knowing he killed her mother for her. That isn’t to say they have a good relationship because there is no world in which they do, but there’s a lot less friction. Simultaneously though, Visenya is just…not as competent a heir? I mean that isn’t to say she’s terrible, but she also just. doesn’t have the drive Baelon does to prove herself and that combined with her disdain for people and ruling doesn’t equal a great king. She largely is going to leave things up to her council.

Now, Baelon and Visenya’s dynamic is largely the same. They are feral and in love. But both of them being men makes that a lot more complicated because it’s illegal.

So, taking a page from the Youngers’ book, Baelon joins the Kingsguard. It’s the best option they can find. He doesn’t have to marry and never gets sent away. He gets to protect Visenya. It’s a win.

Except that Visenya does have to marry. I’d guess in this life that Viserys marries Laena, so it would not be someone from House Velaryon. Probably one of the Four Storms if I have to guess.

Baelon fucking hates this. He hates that Visenya is married, hates sharing her, hates it, hates it, hates it. If they’re lucky, the Storm she marries happens to be a lesbian, and this is a little better because at least he and Visenya’s wife’s lover get to be there to yk “help” wink, wink etc. But if that isn’t how it works out, if Visenya’s wife is just some lady who can’t be trusted to know about Baelon and Visenya—god, he thinks about killing her six times a day. It’s even worse if Visenya likes her as a person.

And her kids. It is…they are part of Visenya, so he loves them. He does. He tries to. But…but they are not his, and looking at them makes him ache.

Visenya’s wife dies in the childbed, bearing their fourth child, bearing their second son, bearing a boy who looks just like his uncle. Silver hair and violet eyes, Baelon’s face. Not his son but…but.

(I have not named him, Visenya says, red eyes and pale face. Visenya did not love her but, oh, to lose a wife is nothing easy. A daughter curled beneath each arm, their firstborn son weeping in her lap. The babe wails in his bassinet, and Visenya looks to Baelon. Do it for me, valonqus? Do it for me.

Baelon names him Gaemon, fingers pressed to his nephew’s cheek)

It is easier to love his nieces and nephews when they have no mother to remind him that Visenya cannot be only his.

It’s a good life, really. They get to keep each other, even if it isn't the way they'd both wish. Visenya is a king and Baelon her soldier, and their kisses and touches are in secret, but at least they still have those kisses, those touches.

Both girls is more complicated. I've talked before about Baelon being born as a girl and how difficult that is for him, and Visenya also being a girl is just...

There's no Kingsguard to keep them together, no ploys they can make. They have no control over their marriages, over their own lives. They, eventually, are going to be separated, and running isn't really an option because two girls alone, one of them with a dragon, is very conspicuous.

Visenya gets married off sooner. She has no dragon when Baelon's alive, and so she just...that's what she has to offer Rhaenyra. She's no soldier, she's not a rider; her hand is all she has to give.

And Baelon, just like Mysaria, is going to make sure he never has to worry about childbirth. I'm not entirely sure how that works in their universe, if it's a tonic they take or what, but no way in hell is Baelon going to willingly put his life at risk to give some random fucker kids.

And he does have a dragon. He can fight. He does fight.

How Baelon's involvement changes the war is something that would take me far more time to consider, but, short version, I do think he survives it, and I do not think Aegon's line is the one that stays seating the throne.

[ryanlockheart]

— ₊ ° . ☆ landon had come into zeke and keegan's world with all the subtlety of a wrecking ball. somehow, though, the image of zeke's pretty face pressed into his brother's sweaty feet couldn't leave his head. it shouldn't have turned keegan on so much, but it did. he would've felt disgusting for it, but his cock was aching and leaking pre-cum. "i'd wanna do both," keegan replied. "but you'd make me wait all night long, wouldn't you? have me ready to burst just knowin' his cum was sloshing inside of you." landon couldn't have been prouder, and the smug smirk on his face showed it. he'd barely even done anything, and he had zeke wrapped around his little finger. "i'll raise you one even better. y'should make him wait all night, and then call me up to fuck another one into ya while he watches... and if he begs, i'll let him fuck you after. otherwise, you can just sit on his face when 'm done," landon answered, arrogance dripping off every syllable spoken. he was sure neither boy had ever anticipated landon to join them — not so eagerly — but he couldn't help himself. zeke was too alluring to pass up, and seeing keegan so turned on by it all just made it all the better. "you wouldn't need me anymore, baby girl? you think he'd fuck you better?" keegan questioned, blinking blankly. the thought of landon stealing away zeke terrified him, but the image of landon pounding away at zeke's plump ass just made his cock twitch. "you're all in, aren'tcha? want us to both wreck you 'til you can't think straight anymore. won't matter who sees," landon teased, toes wiggling in the boy's face. this was invigorating for them both. it was bringing a new energy to zeke and keegan's relationship, and it had landon rethinking everything he held dear to himself. "oh, yeah. i'm gonna make him tell them all how much he loves my feet too. hell, i might spit on his face too. show him what he's really good for. 'd be a privilege i'm lettin' him anywhere near my feet," landon grinned. "and if he was a good little slut, i might let him cum while he eats your ruined cunt." keegan was listening with bated breath, hanging on the edge of his seat. he felt like a toy just for both boy's pleasure... and he was starting to realize that he loved it. "'d be your little footslut, cumwhore, whatever you wanted me to be," keegan finally choked out. he was furiously stroking landon's cock, doing his best to give his brother pleasure. he hadn't expected that strong hand to return the favor at all. of course, it was a little lazier than his, but it felt good all the same. the only problem was that it gave him away when his cock twitched from hearing zeke saying he liked landon's feet more. "that just made his little cock jump," landon taunted with a little chuckle, squeezing the aching length. of course, keegan wasn't small by any means, but it was fun to him to tease him a little. "please... i wanna keep them. wanna smell them all the time. gotta have something when zeke's too busy getting railed by you i-in my bed," the blue-eyed boy stammered out. all it took for keegan to slink down to his knees before his step-brother. it took everything in his power not to just bury his face in one of his sweaty soles. "please... i wanna be your little footslut, d-daddy," keegan practically begged. "can i please get a taste?" landon gave him a haphazard nod with a dopey grin, and that was all it took for keegan to become addicted to his feet. his tongue swiped along the sweaty sole, leaving long, languid stripes on his foot. "wasn't wrong, baby. these are magical," keegan breathed out. "looks like i've got two little footsluts on my hands... now what am i gonna do?"

zeke always thought that keegan might be more submissive than he let on. there was nothing he could hide from the pink-haired boy. he knew keegan better than anyone; loved every single part of him without question. zeke never thought he would have to go to such great lengths to pull it out of him, but there were far worse scenarios. "yeah, daddy? maybe i'll even start surprising you," zeke replied teasingly. "maybe i'll start showin' up to our dates already stuffed full of landon's load... y'think you'll fuck another one into me, or maybe you'd rather eat it outta me? what do you think, landy-boy?" truthfully, zeke thought it would be harder to convince landon to join in. he hardly expected his lover's mischevious step-brother to leap at the opportunity to get between he and keegan — but, then again, the unexpected seemed to be the waring way of life. "i don't know that i would'a been able stop at just his feet, daddy. just look at that fat fuckin' cock; you might'a gotten a video, but it probably would have ended with me takin' your step-brother's load and telling you i didn't need ya anymore, babe" he said giddily. it was merely a fantasy, but keegan didn't need to know that yet. as sinfully hot as landon was, zeke couldn't imagine a life without keegan. their bond was simply unbreakable. "stop me? hell, it'd encourage me," zeke smirked. "i mean, as long as there ain't no kids around... but if you're granddaddy wants to watch me put an end to his bloodline, who am i to stop him?" he listened to keegan sing his praises, a soft pink hue appearing on his cheeks. landon fit between them perfectly, and they both knew it. zeke could only imagine the trouble they'd get into with landon in the picture. "'m gonna let you pass me around to your friends like a doll, daddy. they're gonna fuck me full of their loads while you keep keegan on your feet, and when they're all done i'll let my daddy eat it outta me — big, strong keegan waring eating creampies outta my cunt like a cumwhore... can you believe it?" zeke giggled, stroking keegan's cheek with his fingertips. he settled happily on his knees, nuzzling his cherubic face into landon's sweaty feet. he wrapped his hands around them, pressing his face into them to inhale the musky aroma. "they're so sweaty, daddy. makin' my little clit harder than yours ever did," he said, voice full of grovel. "you like his socks? you think he'll let you keep them?" zeke dragged his tongue across the length of landon's foot, humming softly to himself as the taste resonated on his tongue. "c-c'mon, daddy. you better get down here before i go absolutely feral," zeke warned, pressing a kiss to landon's toes. "don't worry, 'm gonna teach you how to be a good little footslut for your step-brother. you're gonna be so good, he'll be calling you into his room to clean them every single night."