#pls guess how much i bought it for and where from.

[tangerinesunbeam]

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[multifariousqueer]

can you write miles 42 having readers bank account, card ALL that on his phone and gets mad if she purchases shi with money he didint give her. its really crazy but its miles 42....what do you expect??? hehe

Sure love!!!

A/n: y’all I love you so much but I need you guys to start requesting regular miles fanfic pls. Although 42 miles owns my 🩷

It was just a simple necklace. It was the Vivienne Westwood necklace that you saw everyone around you wearing and wanted so badly. You knew Miles would get it for you in a heartbeat but a part of you wanted to get it for yourself. It had been a long, stressful semester but you struggled through it all and got to a point where ou were passing with A’s and B’s. Coincidentally, you had gotten a job at Starbucks after months of applying and you had about $1000 saved up of your own money that you were waiting to spend on something special. That was, until that “something special” came along in the form of Miles.

You never knew what he did but you knew he was making 8x your salary in a month. It seemed like anything you wanted, you got when you were with Miles; shoes, clothes, books, makeup any and everything you wanted, it was yours in a matter of days. It’s worth mentioning that Miles is extremely overprotective and wants to know everything about what you’re doing and buying because he loves you and cares about your habits.

Even on Miles’s birthday when you dipped into your savings to get him the latest Jordan’s, he was furious that you had to use your own money:

“Damn Ma, these are valid. How much were they?”

“Oh don’t worry about it” you said

“I said, how much were they.” His eyes narrowing in on you because he knew how much they were because he was gonna buy them 2 weeks ago but decided not to.

“$500. I’ve been saving for them for you, baby. It’s all good” you tried to assure him

“Aight. thank you.” He said, pulling you close to him, the scent of the Dior Sauvage cologne you also bought him, filling your nostrils

But deep down you knew he was pissed off and mad that you spent your own money, so after a long talk about how he should be able to keep tabs on you and keep you safe, you gave him your Apple Pay and banking info for emergencies only but of course it’s Miles and being the overprotective boyfriend he is, he checks it everyday for any “extravagant purchases” made by you or someone else.

Of course he isn’t crazy, he set a $25 limit for you before he steps in and asks what’s up. Once, you were at a mall with your friend and found the cutest shirt at Urban Outfitters and decided to buy it. The price tag read $50 but you went ahead and got it; the same happened at Bath and Body Works and Tilly’s and as you made your way to the bathroom, you got a text from Miles:

Miles: did someone take your card?

You: no why??

Miles: why’d you spend $150 in an hour??

You: I’m at the mall

Miles: so? I pay for your shit

You: dawg it’s $150. It’s not that deep 💀

Miles: I ain’t yo “dawg” and yes it is when Yk I buy you shit

You: you aren’t my sugar daddy

Miles: I basically am atp. I’m sending you $1000, buy something cute

You contemplated leaving him on seen but you remembered how he hates that so you replied:

You: Okay

You had saved up enough to get the necklace and when you got it, you were ecstatic. You thought about all of the possible outfit combos and how good it will look against your brown skin but your thoughts were interrupted by a certain someone:

Miles: what’d I tell you, Mami?

You: ?

Miles: don’t play dumb, yk I would’ve bought you that necklace in a heartbeat but instead you wanted to be miss independent and buy it yourself. I guess since you’re so independent, I’ll stop sending you that $1000 every week. How about that?

You: ok

Miles: ?

You: we can discuss this when I get home

Miles: K

You: k

It was a long ride home but eventually you accepted that Miles was gonna rip your head off and there wasn’t anything you could do about it.

When you got home, he had three of the necklaces, two huge teddy bears, a bouquet of your favorite flowers and the newest pair of Jordan’s waiting for you:

“What’s all this?” You smiled and asked

“I told you I’ll pay for your shit, y/n” miles said, with a small smirk on his face

[madame-fear]

Hi, can I please have an orange americano + red velvet? (Modern!jace fic based off the song “play date” by Melanie Martinez where Jace hasn’t been treating the reader well and she wants to leave him but she can’t because she loves him so much. Can it have a super angsty ending pls) (also, I’m the anon from before. I was asking if I should put iced coffee + orange americano 💗)

𐙚 ⸻ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄.

i don’t give a fuck about you anyways, whoever said I gave a shit ’bout you? // you know i give a fuck about you everyday, guess it’s time that i tell you the truth

ೀ amira speaks.ᐟ : my darling nonnie, thank you for the wonderful order! i truly hope this was what you expected,, and overall, carries as much angst as you hoped for. I did my best to end it as angsty as possible! ♡ ⟶ check amira’s coffee shop masterlist. 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. ∿ request above! 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓. 1.1k (apologies for the short length! I am getting back my inspiration very slowly but surely ;;__;;)

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄. purely angst. 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. modern!jacaerys velaryon x gf!reader.

WARNING.ᐟ THIS FIC CONTAINS ; jace being a bit of an asshole (sorry pookie bear!) and kind of ignoring you, veeery slight mentions of cheating, and brief mentions of you arguing.

The line continued to ring almost endlessly, as you kept calling Jace over and over. The track of time managed to easily slip through your fingers each time you attempted to call him, being of no use at all in the end. Hours passed since Jace told you that he would be going to a friend’s party, and a mix between concern and disappointment filled you.

At the moment, the faint ringing coming from your phone was the only sound heard echoing across your room, accompanied by a sigh spurring from you; a sigh expressing both frustration and a growing dismay, fueling your previous disappointment. A knot had formed on your throat, almost choking you, as tears threatened to spill from your eyes. This wouldn’t be the first, or last time that it happened— you were often left hanging, no matter what you did.

All the effort you put, only for a hanging line sound to beep a few times against your ear once again. Like it always did.

You firmly nibbled on your lower lip, fluttering your eyes shut— a burden heavily sat on your chest, almost tightening your breath. Inhaling deeply and in a shaky manner, you effortlessly threw your phone on the bed, and allowed the weight of your head against your palm devastated.

What had you done to deserve such treatment, you wondered? When you offered nothing but unconditional love and devotion, you were paid back with excruciating indifference. And what about his sweet words and kind treat he used to woo you with? In the end, you seemed to be nothing but a play date for him— something for Jace to have fun with for some time, while you were wrapped around his finger. A mere play date is what you felt like, and he proved it with his behaviour.

It didn’t matter just how hard you tried to become indifferent towards him, how you didn’t give a shit; how your head tried to wrap itself around the idea of breaking up and leaving him, as you should— but something always held you back. Ceaselessly, you had attempted to convince yourself that you were far worthier than the pain Jace bought you, but you were foolish enough to stay in your place for your undisputed adoration towards him.

That undisputed adoration was the same cause for you to remain right where you were, withholding you. Jace bought you pain with the way he so blatantly opted to ignore you, and was often seen partying with other girls— but the pain would only be greater if you broke up with him. The idea of leaving his side was bitter, almost poisonous.

You did love Jace most dearingly, but you were just a toy for him to play with. One that chased after him desperately, being at his disposal whenever he wished; and coming to terms with that was no easy task— in fact, you refused to believe so. Many of your friends insisted on the fact that you should leave him for your own mental wellbeing, but you just couldn’t. No one could understand how much effort such simple — and neccessary — decision took.

“I can’t be by your side all the time, (y/n)! I’ve got things to do!” you remembered him shouting at you in frustration, before he left with some friends. That had been one of your many fights, and they were all about the same topic— him seeming to care very little about you. Jace’s excuses were that studying and working were draining, consuming all his time and energy to spend any of them on you.

“I’m not asking you to be with me all day long! All I’m asking is that you show that you do care just a little bit, instead of ignoring all my efforts and go partying with a bunch of other girls!” as you shouted back at him, your own voice was frail and quivery, poorly attempting to not start crying right in front of him. Whether he spent every passing second of the days by your side wasn’t the true matter— it was the lack of appreciation towards how you continously remained faithful and adoring to him, you seemed to only matter whenever he felt like it.

You understood, and you never overcomplained about the responsabilities that came day to day, as you had your own work and studies— but you had grown tired of understanding and remaining silent, when you were well aware that all his spare time was spent on hanging out with his friends, and being on parties surrounded by other girls... Mostly, spending time with Baela, one of the girls from his friend’s group.

Everyone suspected that Jace hung out with Baela behind your back, as more than just friends— but you preferred to play dumb and look elsewhere, as much as the thought painfully weighed on your conscience; because you knew all those suspicions were true.

You were treated as a fool, used for mere fun. What fun was there in being with someone just to be chased after and play with their feelings? You were tired of understanding and saying practically nothing at all. Not caring was difficult when all you hoped for, was for the immense devotion you offered to be reciprocated.

Faintly beginning to sob, tears escaped from your eyes, leaving a hot wet trail behind as they rolled through your cheeks— hiding your face in your hands, choking on your own tears. Overthinking never did any good to you, but who could judge you considering the place you were in? The situation was almost too overwhelming to bear. Sorrow and disappointment asphyxiated you constantly, leaving you burdened with your own thoughts. Had you done anything for him to not show an ounce of love for you, despite your attempts in making him feel cared for?

“He clearly doesn’t respect you. Why don’t you break up with him for once?” but it was easier said than done, when no one was in your place... When you wanted this to be more than just a one-time thing. At times, you felt your own idea of love was far more different than the rest of the people— and you blamed yourself for idealising someone who tossed you away, toying around with your feelings.

You were just a play date for him, while he was the person you adored the most despite all the pain his presence bought in your life. And all you felt you could do, was swallow the bitterness that came with your relationship— attempting to drown the constant rising thoughts of breaking up with him, knowing it would hurt far more than having your efforts to show genuine affection passed unnoticed.

You wanted to leave, but it felt almost as if you were trapped in a labyrinth— and your own silly devotion was at fault, when you knew he cared very little whether you remained with him by his side, or not.

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[weirdsht]

Hi! Good day/evening to you. Would it be alright if we get more of yan!cale? 😽 I read ur yan!cale stories and I deeply stand by you.

Overboard

notes: i'm not experienced with writing yanderes and I couldn't think of a specific scenarios so i went with this a short fic instead. If you have any scenarios in mind feel free to send them and i'll do my best to deliver!

tags: subtle yandere cale (tbh you have to squint huhu), established relationship, vague novel spoilers

English isn’t my first language so there will be grammatical errors

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The clock strikes just after midnight. It was quiet as everyone had gone to their designated rooms to sleep.

Almost everyone that is.

Cale and Ron are still awake and talking. With the young master sitting on the couch and the servant standing up beside him as he reads the documents he has been given.

Usually, Cale would have been asleep long ago. At this time he would be cuddling with his significant other and the children averaging nine years old. In fact, he can hear the bed that’s just 10 steps away calling him already.

But alas he still has something to do.

“A viscount’s son huh? Where does he get the audacity to try and touch what’s mine?”

Ron stayed silent at his young master’s calm voice. Instead, he peeked at the document in Cale’s hand.

The document was something the servant had written himself. It consisted of every detail that happened when Cale’s significant other was away. Getting a much-needed vacation after being cooped up at the underground villa during the entirety of the war.

It consisted of places they went to. Things they bought. People they talked to. Even things they looked at for more than 30 seconds.

Every move they made was written in that document.

“Ron, everyone knows that the Henituse is a duchy now right?”

“Of course young master.”

“And everyone knows who my significant other is right?”

“Yes, young master. You are a famous figure in both continents, your significant other is bound to be known too.”

Usually, Cale would grimace at the thought of him being famous. But not right now.

“Then why would such a lowly noble like this trash here dare make a move on _____?”

“Some rabbits just don’t know the value of their lives, young master.”

Cale could feel his anger rising. However, he held it in. He can’t raise his voice right now. Not only was it late but _____ and the children were already asleep on the bed a few steps away from him.

Huuu

“I wanted for _____ to relax for once. The war was quite detrimental to their health.”

The young master sighed once more before fully calming down.

“You did a good job not letting that bastard go near them again after the 2nd time it happened.”

Ron flashed his usual benign smile at the compliment. Despite that, Cale could see in the old man’s eyes that he was not yet satisfied.

“Was _____ bothered that much?”

“Yes, young master. They felt distraught during the first two days of their vacation because of him.”

Ah, so that’s why Ron was still angry.

“Then I guess looting him dry won’t be enough. I’ll you handle the rest. Go do whatever will ease your heart. Just make sure to clean up afterwards.”

Molan’s last patriarch only bowed before going out of Cale’s room. The documents that Cale had been reading are in his hands, ready to be burned at the fireplace. Despite the lack of verbal response from the benign old man, Cale knows he will follow the orders given to him.

Which was why he could go back to bed with a lighter heart.

Meanwhile, the documents are now successfully fueling the fireplace of the villa. Ron watches the paper turn to ash. He oversees how the last thing that was burned was the description of the viscount’s son. Written below that was his offence.

His crime?

Trying to flirt with _____. Twice.

Even had the nerve to say a pickup line.

“Maybe I’ll let Choi Han handle him instead.”

[alatushours]

☆ LOVE POTION, various — he doesn’t know much about love, but he’ll try his best for you.

contents. featuring xiao, dan heng, and roronoa zoro. gender neutral reader, fluff. xiao + zoro is canon au, dan heng’s is modern! your first date with each of the boys ♡ word count. 537

notes. writing the prompt “love potion” for my own event despite it having been closed for a month LMAO i just need an excuse to write something… anyways uh pls pretend i’m not writing xiao when i said i wouldn’t in a while 🫣 i have a wip for tighnari otw i promise !!!

xiao has never been interested in mortal celebrations. but after meeting you, he can’t help but want to learn more about them. “would you… want to come to the lantern rite with me?”

you were pleasantly surprised when he asked; glad to see that the yaksha was finally coming out of his shell. you laughed, took his hand (which prompted a blushing mess out of him), and led him down to the harbor, where the festivities were already starting.

figuring he still wasn’t too comfortable being around large crowds of mortals, you took him to a secluded spot on a hill by the pavilion, close enough so that you could still see the lanterns that lit up the sky.

“they’re beautiful, aren’t they?” you ask him, following his eyes as he stared at tiny glowing dots fading in the night. xiao nods slowly, seemingly mesmerized by the sight. you smile softly, leaning your head on his shoulder as the two of you watch the fireworks show that followed.

dan heng, being a bit of a bookworm, was a little… socially awkward, to say the least. luckily, you found his quirks entertaining. “there’s a new bookstore that opened across the street… would you be interested?”

so one tuesday afternoon, you meet him by the park, where he stood with a bouquet of flowers in his hands. you giggle when he awkwardly offers them to you. “of course, why else would you have bought them for?”

making you way to the bookstore, dan heng watches as you stroll down the aisles, picking out some you wanted. he felt his heart swell as he spies his favorite novel in your hand. “i didn’t know you liked that book too…”

the two of you end up spending the rest of the afternoon in the cafe next door, chatting about your favorite books over coffee. he smiles, maybe being a geek isn’t a such bad thing after all.

zoro never quite wanted to leave the sunny when the crew docked on a new island; he preferred to stay behind and take a nap, or train. but you always encouraged him to come along, and he finally decided to go along with it. “i’m gonna go explore��� if ‘ya wanna come with.”

there happened to be a small crafts market in the town nearby, so you and zoro (mostly just you) went admiring the handicrafts the stalls had on display. "aww, how lovely!" you admire a little clockwork deer that reminded you a bit of chopper.

then you realized you had some business to attend to in town, so you left zoro behind for a few minutes, saying, "don't you dare get lost while i'm gone!" he stands there awkwardly, before glancing back at the crafts stall. while i'm here...

...and then of course you happen to accidentally encounter the marines, causing you to have to run back to the ship with zoro in tow. when you're finally safe in the crow's nest of the sunny, however... he presented you with the mechanical deer toy from earlier, to your joy. "i don't have that many berries but.. i know you wanted it, so i guess i'll just have to pay nami back later."

end notes. i thought i would write a lot for xiao but i ended up writing more for zoro lmao he’s been taking up all of my brain recently but i hope you enjoyed <3

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[blueteller]

Hello, Blueteller-nim! I just want to ask what's happening rn in tcf part 2? Who are the new gods that have been introduced (and how many of those newly introduced gods became Cale's enemies)? How many hunters Cale already defeated (and how many more should he defeat)? Is there any news about the Fake Hilsman? Did Cale adopted a new kid? (Pls say yes I want him to adopt more lol)

Hi! I believe this exact question was sent to me before? Sorry it took me so long to reply! Every time I started writing, new lore got dropped and I ended up re-writing this reply from scratch. There's a lot to cover, so brace yourself for tons of SPOILERS

I made a post about TCF gods once already, but turns out, parts of it are outdated! Some new information got revealed that directly contradicts my old assumptions about several of them. But we'll get to it.

First of all, the Hunter families. The plot of Part 2 so far consists of Cale going to different dimensions to deal with them.

So there were originally seven, but by current time there were only five left to deal with. Let's quickly run by each of them one by one.

Black Bloods; residents of the planet Xiaolen – specifically Xiaolen 1 – named Huayans (Fayence in the first raw translations, just in case you've seen that version before), led by Redok. They were human Black Mages who specialized in "White Magic", meaning their variant of Black Magic was more powerful and it looked white. Pretty neat. They flooded Xiaolen with dead mana in order to sacrifice the world and gather its energy called "Karma". Still little detail on how Karma works exactly, but we know it can be gathered by either killing or saving tons of people – guess which method the Hunters use. Cale got a dramatic fire power boost because of some universal balance rules, and defeated them pretty easily. (Xiaolen citizens made Cale a statue in his honor, much to his despair lol)

Blue Bloods; residents of Central Plains, a pretty young world from what we know. They were known as the Blood Cult, lead by a female leader called Blood Demon. They created hundreds of thousands of zombies called Jiangshi and planned to cause a 3-way civil war in order to do the same thing Black Bloods were trying to do. Cale got a water power upgrade because of a dead Dragon and defeated a tsunami with a tsunami and got a splitting headache because of some third eye mumbo jumbo – long story. They were a little harder to defeat than Black Bloods, but they managed in the end. Choi Han got to personally slay the Blood Demon. (Central Plains citizens turned Cale into a folk story/legend and apparently there's already a cult for him hahaha)

Purple Bloods; resident of Aipotu – who consists entirely of Dragons and Dragon-bloods, led by Dragon Lord Neo (yes I'm pretty sure the name is a Matrix reference – love the irony of it so much). Purple Blood's specialty was getting to "inheriting" Dragon powers via some very questionable blood transfusions and heart transplants. Nasty stuff. Neo's Attribute was time, or something quite similar to it, and he used his time powers to mess up Aipotu and the World Tree, intending to transfer himself and all his followers/slaves into a Virtual Reality the Hunters planned to make their own new world. Cale had to use Instant to defeat Neo, turning his own broken plate into dust and eating it to survive (VERY questionable method, Cale!!). Dragon Half-Blood also had to sacrifice himself so Cale set him up as an NPC in the Virtual World and he gets to be reborn from an egg as a legit Half-Dragon named Eden Miru. These has been the most recent events in the story (also Aipotu residents built Cale a church under Clopeh and named it Five Colored Light religion HAHAHAHA). Speaking of Virtual Reality…

Transparent Bloods; residents of Earth 3 – the world where Anh Roh Man lives, the guy who made Alberu's Taerang; leader unknown so far. Apparently ARM's parents are the one who made the Virtual Reality, and the Hunters bought/stole it (and named it "Raising My Very Own Precious Omnipotent God!"??? Which is just hilarious…) So the game wasn't originally designed by them. That matters a lot, because it seems like not only VR is sentient like every other world so far, it has even created an AI specifically against the Hunters and their influence. It seems that VR is, in fact, a real world, capable of containing real people and their souls. So Cale will definitely be heading there next to save it from Transparent Bloods. But before we get to them…

Five-Colored Bloods; no apparent residence, but I have a suspicion… We found out very recently their leader is called the "Wanderer King". Which just screams to me of the whole "Mercenary King" invented by the White Star – the exact same brand of arrogance, really. Their specialty seems to be collecting and transferring power; that's how Dragon Lord Neo was able to get so much power to influence an entire world and the World Tree. They will be a pain to deal with, because they seem to be allied both with certain gods and demons. Which is why, btw, in the most recent chapters Cale went to the freaking Demon Realm. But more on that in a bit~!

White Bloods; all we know about them is from Choi Jung Gun in Sealed God's Temple Test of Sloth. To directly quote him, "The White Blood family betrayed the Hunters and escaped!" (chapter 730) – which I actually mixed up in the past, my bad; I thought it was the Red Blood family that betrayed them and escaped. Speaking of which:

Red Bloods; also known as Thames, last known member being Jour Thames (or is it Drew Thames in the EAP translation? Whatever, I prefer Jour…) and the "Fake Hilsman" who stole Cale's retirement fund. Judging from Jour mentioning her brother when Cale got the Annual Rings of Life Ancient Power, I think it's safe to assume it's that guy. CJG said to Cale that " The Red Blood family perished a long time ago", but he also said that "The Red Blood did not perish", so I think they also betrayed the Hunters and faked their death.

If you're still with me after ALL of that exposition, let me now actually address the actual question: the gods involved in the plot of in Part 2.

There are 5 gods we must talk about, and why I need the Hunter families context first will become clear in a moment.

God of Balance; apparently female, wears heels, and approaches people from behind for intimidation. I'd call her the "gentle in disposition yet extremely scary" grandma type. Basically forcefully summoned Cale to meet her after defeating the Blue Bloods on Central Plains (Cale did not see her face) and told/threatened Cale that he should become a god. One of the "Five Ancient Gods", which seem to be one of the if not THE oldest Gods around who did not retire yet for some reason. Seems like a real piece of work, though doesn't seem evil? More like a strict law enforced or corrupt politician. She did beat up the God of Death over giving Cale the dimension-transporting mirror Divine Item that one time. She also wrote a rulebook on universal balance, apparently. That's why most of Cales powers were sealed and weakened during the Central Plains arc.

God of Hope; I don't believe their gender was ever specified. I think some people assume she's female too, but I found no evidence for it so far? I might be wrong. Anyway – thanks to them visiting Cale to "scare away" the God of Balance, we got tons of info. The God of Hope said: "Including Balance, Chaos, and I, there are a total of five Ancient Gods. We have continued to protect these seats without ever handing it over to another existence. My my, we are all quite greedy. We all desire power as well." So the five Ancient Gods seem to be Balance, Chaos, Hope, and I think the last two are Fate and Blue Wolf? [EDIT: The last two were revealed to be Justice and Injustice in the most recent chapter. My mistake!] Anyway – the God of Hope is sometimes stronger than Balance and that pisses her off. They seem to be one of the most reasonable gods we've met so far, not only admitting that they did not wish to become a god at all but were forced to, but also sincerely cheering on Cale's dream, explaining that Balance wanted Cale to replace Hope and be her lackey. No thanks, Balance, that's never gonna happen. …I mean Cale might still end up a god, with how things are going, but. Definitely not working for Balance.

Blue Wolf; I'm also unsure if the gender ever got specified, though I got the impression that they're probably male so far? In any case, they showed up during the battle on Aipotu. One of the evil Hunter Dragons tried to summon them with a corrupt Divine Item and Lock ended up swallowing a blue flame (yes it was exactly as weird as it sounds). They seem to be the reason why Beast People are able to control their Berserk Transformations at all? Which is quite interesting. Little to no depth on this god's character so far, though, except for apparently liking Lock and making him a successor of some kind.

God of Chaos; we found out a couple of things about them so far in the Aipotu arc. One, their followers are complete freaks; like, Shou Tucker from Fullmetal Alchemist level of messed up.  Their followers experiment on people AND themselves, like re-sewing limbs and creating chimeras (which explains lots of Hunter experiments honestly). Two, their representatives are able to use some weird similar-to-Dominating-Aura power which involves creepy Eldritch Horror Eyes? And Cale's gonna try and replicate that with the Donating Aura himself?? Well okay then…? Three, that god's power seems to be characterized by grey color (Dragon Lord Neo intended to use grey stuff to kill Aipotu with. Also worth mentioning; Choi Jung Gun apparently got poisoned by it, so now he's unconscious, slowly turning gray and dying. We'll see if Cale finds a way to save him.) Which – plot twist!! Actually came up in Part 1!! Looks like Sky Eating Water herself was subdued by that very god's power?! Together with God of War, no less, which brings us to the final god on the list…

God of War; turns out they're a double agent, if not a triple agent!! It's quite difficult to figure out what their deal is. Before, I kinda assumed they had to have some good intentions, because they helped created shelters and Cotton was their Holy Maiden and stuff. But nope. God of War is either working FOR or WITH the Hunters, although I'm inclined to think the latter. There seems to be something going behind the scenes, some personal agenda we don't know of yet? We know from Part 1 that God of War gave the people of the north a river, which the Sekka family hoarded selfishly for themselves, turning it into a lake. The God of War emptied the lake in retribution and sent a Divine Item that was a watering can full of fury. However – despite apparently all that good stuff and "breaking the slave chains" from Sky Eater Water, they also forced her to work for them as a Judge, which she hated so much she ran off. We now found out in Part 2 that God of War must have wanted to control Sky Eating Water, because she was so powerful she probably could have defeated the Ancient White Star by herself!! So, God of War teamed up with God of Chaos and chained her down in the lake in the Eastern Continent where Cale eventually got the Ancient Power from. A tragic end for her, but shows how merciless God of War was for his very own chosen one, in the end. God of War was also involved in giving Neo the knowledge on how to control Aipotu's power and the World Tree. There seems to be a lot more going on with the God of War we EVER knew, and the fact that the grey color has been set up back when Cale got Sky Eating water is straight up thrilling for me. I can't wait to find out more!!

So we finally covered all the Hunters and all the gods so far – goodness I'm sorry there's so much, but in my defense, that's about 300 chapters of context for it.

I roughly covered what happened so far through the two lists, but I'll add a few more things:

Cale defeated 3 out of 5 Hunter families so far: Black, Blue and Purple (like beating someone up and leaving colored bruises lol), with Transparent and Five Colors left. Also the ever-mysterious Hunter Leader called "The King's Successor", no idea if that's the Wanderer King or not, but I kind of doubt it. We'll see… (I also totally hope Cale kicks the a** of the God of Chaos, because they're a creep and deserve to burn in hell)

There seems to be another faction aside from Hunters & their supporters, or anti-Hunter gods like God of Death and non-affiliated people – there's a group called "Arbitrators" (raw translation, EAP did not get so far yet), which include Demons?? We don't know what their exact deal is yet, they seem to be about specific Divine/Demonic politics maybe? And Cotton is one of them because she turned her back on God of War?? And now Cale is in the Demon Realm, meeting a middle-aged demon princess named Aurora (whose father got dethroned and another guy took his place so Cale's probably gonna dethrone yet another monarch soon), and it turns out that the Arbitrators are totally BROKE, which kinda explains why Fake Hilsman stole Cale's money if he's one of them… Now Cale is scared because they want him to sponsor them HAHAHA – Alberu is gonna love the irony

No Cale did not officially adopt more kids sadly, but there's been some adorable kid characters showing up, and there's DEFINITELY a ton of new loyal Caleism followers – much to Cale's despair, as they're starting to worship him across dimensions… And with the Virtual Reality apparently being able to connect worlds, it's only the matter of time before Cale's slacker life is utterly screwed by multi-dimensional religion starring him as their Lord and Savior LOL

…So anyway, I hope it's what you've been asking for? Thank for reading this freakishly long post about my rambling on Part 2!

[lovelykil]

EMERGENCY REQUEST PLSSS😭

sick reader (for kil obvi) hcs and/or one shot pls

I'm sick rn and I wanna kms & die😞💔

Please pookie I beg u

Also here:

SICK!—

: ➛killua

note; SIRRY THIS IS LATE LMAO... BUT OFC pookie🙋🏾‍♀️🙋🏾‍♀️

"NO way."

"killua but-!"

"NO."

"but she's–"

"not gonna." the silverette set his hands behind his neck and began his walk elsewhere from the ravenette. Gon stood in his place watching his best friend part from him, he huffed with a sweat drop.

the door clicked open to reveal a teen with peculiar hair walking inside a bedroom where he walked to the bed of the sick girl.

the sight was not a pleasant one.. dirty tissues scattered all over her sheets, her hair in a matted mess from being unable to move to take care of it, and her sickly weary eyes.

Gon sat on the bed and lightly placed his hand on her cheek, his smile was not present he was frowning. His friend was sick and her lover was no where to be seen.

guess he had to be the man for her.

"Y/n you feeling better by any chance..?" He whispers, his hand removes itself from her cheek as she awakens.

your tired eyes slowly open to see the brown-eyed hunter in your view,, not what you were expecting.

you sniffled softly as you asked, "where's killua?"

Gon rubs the back of his neck as he nervously laughs, "uhm well.. I couldn't find him." He lies, knowing full well killua just didn't want to deal with you.. or so that's what he thought judging by the answer the ex-assassin gave him.

you look away from gon a little disappointed, "oh"

"It's okay I'm sure he'll show up! Anyway how's the tea I made you?"

"tea? Oh yeah I guess it helped but it tasted gross." You reach for the tissue box.

Gon laughs at your honest answer and looks at the mug. "Yeah the herbs I collected have a little kick.." His eyes motion back at you.

you toss the used tissue somewhere on the bed, soon looking back at him.

"a little?!"

"well it did take care of your stomach ache did it?" He asks as he tilts his head. You rub your stomach in thought, looking away from him.

"yeah you're right.."

"see!" His bright smile causes you to do the same except just more unenthusiastic and sad so a half smile you gave the boy.

just as you were about to speak again you heard someone clearing their throat at your doorway, it made you look in the direction of the sound.

"kil?" You breathed out, shocked at his sudden appearance. Not that you were complaining but,

"killua? You came!" You heard Gon shout as he cheered. Sounding a bit too happy.. he walked himself over to his bestfriend.

you watched as the two conversed, though you couldn't exactly tell what they were saying, it was a whole bunch of mumbling and what not so you gave up and just folded your arms in annoyance.

but a loud "oHHH!" from Gon caught your attention, your suspicion grew even more, as much as your irritation. What were they saying? Why did killua say for Gon to say that?

.

.

.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO TALKING ABOUUTTTTT?!" You finally had enough and yelled with all your might, even though your throat felt like fire afterwards. You stared at the two boys, furious.. from not being included and furious from being so stupidly sick.

they stared back at you in surprise, they looked hesitant to answer you.

"nothing! Uhmm I gotta go though.. glad the tea worked!" Gon swiftly wished you farewell and ran out the door, seemingly like he was hiding something. Killua watched his bestfriend run out the door, he walked himself to the door aswell but stopped to bend like he was grabbing something.

you fold your arms again, watching him.

"kil what was that about?"

"nothing like Gon said, kurapika just.. needed some help with something." He tells you, standing back up again. Your brow raises about to argue but you close your mouth.

"anyway I bought you your favorite snacks and stuff." He holds a bag, closing the door behind him. Your eyes sparkle as you smile, your body feels awful but you leave your bed anyway to happily hug your boyfriend.

you wrap your arms around his neck on the tips of your toes, squealing to the best of your ability. Your voice was all croaky and low from the clogged nose, killua stood still almost like a pole as you hugged him. His body was awfully tense and his pale face took a shade of pink, he tried shoving you away with a panicked yell.

"hey! Calm down will you?!"

"but you're so nice, I have the best boyfrienddd you're soooo sweet kil" He wasn't sure if it was just the sickness taking over your head making you spit out such embarrassing words or if you were being genuine, but it didn't matter anyway since he sighed giving up his pushing and shoving.

his arms wrapped themselves around you, embracing your warm body. His head rested near your neck, he pecked it lightly as you reacted with a giggle. the sensation felt almost ticklish to you.

just as you were about to let him go he lifted you from the ground and into his arms, you yelped in surprise, clinging to his neck.

"god you're heavy." He teases, making his way to your bed. You flick his forehead with your finger, giving him a look.

"you're not funny."

"just a bittt." He approaches your bed about to set you down but quickly notices the nasty tissues, he cringes and looks at you.

you chuckle nervously as you sniffle.

"I couldn't get up.."

"you are so gross."

[maxzinn]

What bothers me after all this drama is that those users that made the posts calling out the type of fics they were bothered with, didnt actually include like a list of those fics (probably to avoid an entire purge and hatred), and everyone in the comments of those posts just suddenly at a flip of a switch, all could only think about one. single. story...and that was the 2 part fic from the now deactivated account.

So for a fic which diverges from canon by having Aventurine NOT go through the entire rollercoaster of drama and be given a chance at a normal life, everyone and their mother jumped to bully the writer. Please, gimme a break, he could've still become the same charismatic gambler we all know and love, just he would've had an oh idk- a little support system given by the person that got him out of a much crappy life? Seriously, how many fics AREN'T out there which diverge at one point from canon?! Or, even better, ignore the canon completely and they are their own thing! HOW MANY- A LOT OF THEM ARE!

It's like they were bothered that there can be a "what if Aventurine was saved before he went through the rest of that hell?", as if his canon story is the only thing that matters and shouldn't be changed at all - THE MAN IS IN SHAMBLES. HE WANTED TO UNSUBSCRIBE FROM LIFE. And I cant be the only one who doesnt believe that him, as he grow up, didn't wish for someone to come to his aid, to take him out of there, but the more time passed, the more hope he lost and he just "well, guess I'll do this on my own". He. Has. No. One. To. Talk. To. Without. Him. Hidding. Behind. The. Persona. He. Created. No one.

Anon you have said exactly everything that I wanted to hear ‼️

(They all started this mess so I’m not gonna stop till I get my point straight across their faces)

These people CANNOT tell me that Aventurine didn’t want to be saved. They CANNOT tell me he didn’t hope for a helping hand throughout this whole hell.

The IPC had failed him and his race from the very beginning when they failed to protect Sigonia IV and the Avgins from the Katicans, and yet I still see people saying that creating a fic where he was saved is disregarding his effort in surviving like pls- my girl… he wanted to DIE to be with his family again and he’s literally in the clutches of the very same company that FAILED him and his kind. His life is literally in their hands and NO ONE would ever want to be at the mercy of the very same people who failed you.

He’s tired. He thinks so lowly of himself. He thinks he has no worth. He has no self-esteem.

All of that could’ve been avoided if someone had helped him, way before his neck was branded by the slave mark, or even during the time he was enslaved.

Like you said, there are already tons of fics that diverts from the canon story of the character into something that is almost disregarding it, so why is that an issue now?

We all love him the way he is, but don’t you think it’s also insensitive to say that when he himself hated the process or events that transpired to become what he is now?

I give him credit for his hardwork and efforts for staying alive and getting past the hell, but that cost him EVERYTHING. He survived, but he thinks so lowly of himself. He still think he’s only worth 60 tanbas. He didn’t refute Ratio and Sparkle’s insult. He throws his own body on every gamble because he thinks that’s his only worth… and now a simple harmless fic that aimed to provide him a normal life free from that tragedy was frowned upon by everyone just because the reader “bought him as a slave”.

[spidrstar]

HE AINT SHIT pt 1.

★ pairings: aged up e!42 miles!morales x latina!reader

★ slowburn? maybe?? idk.. (prob not) characters are 18+ in this story they’re in their mid twenties. mentions of going to the club

★ warnings: as i write this story it will be slightly suggestive in some parts, if that bothers u dni.. LMAO

★ a/n: pls enjoy i put a lot of effort into this 🥹 i’ll be adding a link to a playlist i made you could listen to when reading abt miles lmk what y’all think.

★ summary: You’re tired of a sad excuse of a man you call your boyfriend making empty promises, so one night you decide not to let your time out go to waste and you step into a club. Someone catches your eye, and maybe your number too.

★ part 2

mwah

“Had a chance you still never came through

You say you wanna come see me

‘Cause your girlfriend wanna be me, uh”

- long way 2 go : cassie

Mouthing these lyrics you look up and smile at yourself in the mirror, clipping on your gold hoops in between your ear lobes. Absolutely loving your look tonight, it only made your smile grow wider knowing exactly what this look was for.

A date

It had been a while since you’ve gone on a date, your last date was about a month ago since you started dating your boyfriend, Kole. You had started to think he really wasn’t taking your relationship seriously after the 3rd time he stood you up, but 2 nights ago he smothered you in kisses and had promised you he would make it up to you by quote on quote ‘rocking your world’ tonight. The thought only making you chuckle lightly.

So of course you being the girl you are, you made sure you looked your best tonight. You had wore your newly bought two piece red lace set from victoria’s secret, not only that but you basically showered yourself in your veryyy expensive perfume. You made sure this night was going to be perfect. You finished curling your hair the way Kole liked and twisted the cable around the curling iron, leaving it out on your desk to cool down.

You clipped on your gold necklace with your name written in cursive and took one last look at your makeup close up, making sure it hadn’t creased. You tapped on your phone with a freshly manicured acrylic, the screen reading 7:40 pm. Your date was at 8 o’clock and you made sure you were going to be there on time. You stood up from your vanity and headed to your shoe rack and picked out your black heels, stepping into them you grab your black Kate Spade purse and headed towards the door.

Keys in hand, you tap your phone noticing you had 10 minutes left to be there on time. You rush into the elevator down the hall and press the 1A button. As you walked out of your building you rummage through your keychains finding your car keys and pressing the unlock button. 6 minutes left, you drove over to the new Italian restaurant that opened up down the block. Luckily for you, there was a parking spot right in front of the restaurant waiting for you. You paid for the parking spot and headed in, taking a quick look at your travel size mirror making sure you looked as cute as you did when you stepped out the house.

You headed in, making sure the lady at front seated you in your reserved seat you asked for a cup of water. Your mouth felt dry because for some reason you felt nervous, it has been a while since you’ve been out on a fancy date so maybe you forgot the feeling. You waited what felt like 10 minutes, the cup already empty you tapped your phone on the table and it read 8:10 pm. You unlocked it and pressed imessage. You felt slight anger and sadness, in high hopes of Kole not pulling the same shit he does on every date. Sending half angry messages, you checked the last message he had sent you was at 2:30 pm. You scoffed and thought, ‘Huh, guess that’s how much i truly mean to him.’

my love❣️: where are you??

my love❣️: Kole te lo juro, if i don’t see you walk through the entrance in the next 5 minutes.

my love❣️: I can’t believe you’re doing this shit again.

You set your phone down sighing, your lips curling down into a slight frown. You decided to wait it out, hoping he was playing some sick joke on you. More than a few minutes had passed and you tapped your phone again, this time it read 8:38 pm. You got up from your seat angrily, heading towards the front desk lady letting her know you would be leaving. You stormed out of the restaurant, you were so eager to try their food and your ‘boyfriend’ stood you up again. You had put so much effort into getting ready for him tonight, really believing he would keep his promise. Heading to your car a thought popped into your head, glancing across the street and reading a sign that read Starry Nights in neon blue. You glanced back at the time you had paid for your parking, and you had plenty of time left.

You basically speed walked to the club entrance, you weren’t going to let all your effort go to waste. You stepped into the club scanning for a bar, as you so desperately needed a drink to drown the sadness from being stood up for the 4th time. You pushed your way through once you had spotted it and sat down with a sigh, asking the barista for the strongest drink they had. While waiting you took in your surroundings, noticing all the different color dimmed lights. Watching all the people dancing closely against each other you had the urge to go and let loose but you didn’t. You held back, you weren’t reallyy in the mood and the last thing you needed was some creep trying to take you home.

You turned around checking if the barista was done with your drink, but had noticed they were making other orders too. So whilst you kept patiently waiting, you picked up your phone and checked your notifications in hopes of Kole answering. Oh how wrong you were, you read ‘no new notifications’ and closed your eyes and let out a long breath you didn’t even know you were holding in. What you needed was something, someone to distract you from this situation before you started bursting out into tears. No matter how angry you were, you knew you were still hurt.

Glancing to the side searching for a distraction you notice a tall dark skinned male with two braids flowing down his neck, interested you eye the rest of him down and he wore black cargo pants with a plain black t-shirt complimented by a silver chain, a purple zip up accompanying it and a pair of limited edition air jordans.

You quickly drag your eyes back up in hopes of catching what his face looked like, instead you hear the barista place your drink in front of you. You turn your head giving them a smile uttering out a quick ‘Thank you’ and turning back around. The barista seemed to have been making both yours and his order at once because he also had a freshly poured drink in his grip.

Your eyes glistening with anticipation wanting oh so bad to see what this man looked like. He finally turned his head enough for you to get a view of his side profile, a fresh fade and a shiny silver stud clinging onto his earlobe complimenting his strong jawline and cute dimples. He smiled at the barista and turned his head in your direction, you quickly diverted your attention elsewhere taking a sip from your cup nervously.

He grinned at your reaction and spoke up, “You here by yourself nena?” you perked up and turned to look at him again surprised by his low husky voice. “Yeah,” you say with a hint of embarrassment and sadness, you stared at the ground. He turned his body full attention on you eyeing you up and down. If looks could kill you would probably be dead by now from the way his half hooded eyes stared at you. His grin slightly grew, “And whys that? Te ves demasiado bella para que estés aquí sola.” A slight giggle escaped your lips at that comment and you looked up at him again, “Bueno, let’s just sayy someone made empty promises. I got stood up.” He scoffed as if he didn’t believe you.

“Some balls you gotta have to do that to a girl like you. What’s your name preciosa?” You smile at the nickname he gave you, moving slightly closer you answered. “Y/N, and yours?” his hand found its way to your waist gripping it slightly. Looking at you eyes half lidded he answered, “Miles.” You stared at his lips, even the way he said his name was attractive. You both stared at each other for what felt like 20 seconds and got lost in the moment, leaning closer into each other, lips inches apart. That was until you snapped out of it and thought, ‘i have a boyfriend i can’t be doing this.’ You had just realized how close you both were and turned your head to the side slightly moving his hand from your waist.

Even though you were mad and didn’t want to admit it in that moment, you still loved Kole and you weren’t sure if you really wanted to throw your relationship down the drain just like that for a guy you had just met. As good as he looks you wouldn’t be able to do it just like that, maybe Kole would redeem himself.

“I—I can’t, i have a boyfriend.” He seemed unamused and furrowed his brows, gently grabbing your chin he turned it back towards him making you look up. “Don’t do that mami, he obviously ain’t givin’ you the attention you deserve.” He glanced at your lips leaning closer towards your neck, the musky smell of his cologne filling up your nostrils. As hard as you were trying to resist you found yourself giving in, muttering out a low “You don’t know that.”

Pulling you closer by the waist he leaned down and whispered in your ear, “I do. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be here.” You subconsciously moved closer and from there he placed soft kisses down your neck. One hand resting on the side of his neck, you let your head fall back and let a low moan slip. That sound was all it took to bring you back to reality, you slightly pushed him back.

At this point, the thought of Kole had slipped your mind, at the back of your head you knew if he wasn’t going to fulfill your needs and treat you right someone else definitely would. His free hand snaked up your thigh as he spoke softly, “I’m what you need ma, just lemme prove it to you.” You hesitated, not sure if this was the right thing to do. “I don’t know, i really love him and—“ That was until you felt his hand go higher, cutting you off “Say yes, mami.”

Biting your lower lip you gave in, “Alright, fine just give me a few days to think.” you slipped out your phone and passed it to him. He grinned saving his contact in your phone, with that he placed another sweet kiss on your neck. “See you Friday, mi amor.” he said, as if ignoring what you had just said. His hands moving away from your body, a low whine escaped your lips at the lingering feeling as he disappeared into the crowd.

On your way out the club you had so many thoughts racing through your head. You felt so dizzy, you had only taken one sip from your drink and it still had an effect on you. Tapping on your phone, the screen read 10:47 pm, you also had 5 messages from Kole from about an hour ago and 3 missed phone calls and 2 missed FaceTime calls. You rolled your eyes thinking, ‘Now he decides to care.’

You got into your car and rested your head on the steering wheel for a few minutes trying to wait out your pounding headache and the pain you felt coming from the heel of your feet. Turning your head to the side, sighing with closed eyes you opened them back up. Glancing back at your phone, you saw his name.

Miles.

★ translations: te lo juro - i swear || te ves demasiado bella para que estés aquí sola - you look too beautiful to be here alone || bueno - well, good (in this case it’s used as well) || preciosa - precious

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[90smaximoff]

don’t take your eyes of me.

girlfriend!kate bishop x girlfriend’s best friend!yelena belova x you.

words: 2.7k (my longest work)

warnings: smut (+18), dubcon(?), exhibisionism, voyeurism, dirty talk, degradation, praise, fingering (r!receiving), dom/sub dynamics but not really(??), mentions of a threesome, mentions of strap on, drunk sex, kinda objetification i guess? kate being a bad girlfriend, yelena being an asshole.

summary: your girlfriend’s best friend is in the town, and kate wanted to make sure that she’ll have the better welcome possible.

notes: again, english is not my first language and i’m sorry for any mistake, if you find one pls lmk so i can correct it :)) requests are open and i have a natashaxreader fic coming soon!!

Yelena was in the town.

That’s the only thing you’ve been hearing from Kate all week. Yelena, her roommate and best friend from college, was in the town again. Kate was really happy about it since they didn’t see each other in a while, keeping contact in social medias wasn’t really enough even through they talk all the time.

You were happy that your girlfriend get to see a friend that she liked so much again, you knew that one thing that she regards is her friendships especially one that she’s so close at.

So, when Kate invited Yelena to a visit to your shared apartment and she agreed, your girl was really excited about it, telling you how Yelena was so funny and hilarious and how she couldn’t wait for you both to meet each other. You almost got jealous, if wasn’t for the fact that you knew her best friend supported your relationship since the start, giving Kate advices when you were fighting.

Kate even bought wine for the chance meeting, but assured you that you would be drinking it alone, since they both would rather have beer instead, like the old times in college, and you dislike beer and always preferred wine. You was really grateful for that, so all you really wanted was your girlfriend to enjoy that time with her friend, she has been so stressed with work lately and you thought that she deserved a good time with somebody beyond you and your own friends.

When Kate opened the door for Yelena to enter, she already had a big smile on her face and in seconds they’re hugging each other while you watched from afar.

”Come in!” Kate said when they break from the hug and the blonde followed her going inside your apartment.

“You must be Yelena.“ you give the girl a smile.

She notice you and you notice her. She was really pretty, blonde long hair and green emerald big eyes, she doesn’t wear any makeup except for some mascara in her lashes, so her pretty features were completely natural. She was wearing jeans with a white shirt and completely check you out as smiles bright at you.

“Damn, Bishop, where did you meet a pretty thing like this one? In heaven?” she says with a strong russian accent looking at you like some pretty object, ignoring completely your greetings.

Kate just look at her and laugh.

This irritated you a little bit, but you’ve decided to let it go and keep being cool to your guest.

Soon enough they were talking in the living room drinking the beers that Kate brought earlier, the blonde sitting in the armchair and you and Kate close in the biggest couch, you were drinking your wine and they were laughing and talking about how their life was going, remembering the times in college. Almost all the time you were just watching their conversation, after all, they doesn’t see each other for a while.

Since you were not talking you spend most of the time drinking your wine, not taking too long for getting a little more drunk than the other two, that already had two or three beers. Feeling your head starting to get a little drunk and tired of hearing the stories of your girlfriend and her best friend fighting for girls in college, you’ve decided to get a little closer to Kate and telling her that you were going to bed.

You approached her arm and hug it, putting your head in the crook of her neck and whispered lowly that you’re going to bed.

“What did she say?” Yelena asks, looking right at you. The fact that she almost didn’t speak to you the whole time but also couldn’t help herself from looking right at your boobs or your uncovered legs in front of your girlfriend - and best friend - definitely add to your wish to go to your room.

“She wants to go to bed.”

You noticed from Kate’s voice that she looked a little drunk too, but nothing really out of her senses, you’re on a different state.

“Now? but it’s so early, stay a little more with us.” The russian muttered, drinking one more sip from her beer, directly from the bottle.

Kate agreed with Lena and caressed your thighs slightly with the palm of her hand, making you purr like a cat and sink even more your head in her neck, even sleepy you feel a little shy from have both of their eyes on you.

“Oh, she’s so cute, bet she’s needy, doesn’t she?” The blondie said.

You feel your cheeks burning from embarrassment and closed your eyes turning your head to the side so they doesn’t get to see your blushed face as your girlfriend’s body shake when she give a loud laugh. “Are you, baby? Uh? Are you needy? That’s why you want to go to bed?” Kate’s hand gripped your thigh as she said that, caressing it more and more close to the bottom of your short skirt, but until now her touch doesn’t alarm you more than she and her best friend laughing at you.

You feel Yelena’s eyes looking right at you like you’re a piece of meat even though you couldn’t see her face, you know she was watching as Kate’s hand get closer and closer to be under your skirt, you feel discomfort but still there’s something really hot about it, maybe was the alcohol in your body, or the way that the blonde had her eyes obsessed over you, or the fact that your girlfriend - who is a very jealous person - can’t seem to give a fuck even knowing damn well that her friend did nothing the whole night but check you out and drink beer.

When the brunette’s hand finally get in under your skirt, Yelena almost let out a moan, you look so small and fragile like this, Kate was about to touch you in front of somebody that you didn’t even know but still you were letting her, not making a sound about it, not having a care in the world but make Kate happy and satisfied, she thinks that if one day she decides to have a girlfriend, she wants one just like you, tiny and fragile, eager to please.

But she almost change her mind when you take out one of your hands from Kate’s arm and put it in her wrist trying to stop her hand from getting in contact to your panties, letting out a whine and shaking your head a “no”.

“C’mon baby, be my good girl, hm? Be a good slut and give a show to our guest, you know i’ll fuck you, you want it or not.” Her voice sound so passive aggressive, being rude but still sweet, you knew better than disobeying her when she uses that voice.

Slowly, you take out your hand from her wrist and bring it back for her arm, gripping tightly as she and Yelena laugh and she starts to touch you over your panties, just realizing at the moment that her caress on your thighs really got an affect, you were wet and just take one touch of her fingers for you to let out a tiny moan.

You couldn’t even believe that this was actually happening, that Kate was actually about to fuck you with her fingers in front of a friend that she didn’t see in years and yet was so close at, that she let her friend check you out and treating you like Kate’s trophy all night, probably they were planning it all.

But your poor drunk and fuzzy brain wasn’t even thinking about it as Kate’s fingers put your panties to the side and started with soft little touches on your clit with the point of two of her fingers.

“Fuck, Lena, she’s so wet, is it for me or for you?” The way she talks like you wasn’t even there and still had all of her attention on you irritates and turned you on at the same time.

“Does it matter? She’s gonna give me a show anyway, don’t you, pretty girl?” Hearing the blonde with strong accent talking directly to you made you even more embarrassed, but hot somewhat. Yelena definitely was attractive, she could get the attention from every boy or girl she wants and still, was there, with her eyes glued on your body and calling you pretty.

You heard both of them taking another sip of the beer and feel your girl put her bottle on the center table, now with both of her hands free to give you whatever she wants you to take. But you didn’t move at all, kept your face into her neck and both of your hands grabbing her strong arm.

She moved the other arm to open your legs, what she did without one single resistance of you. With your legs open, Yelena now had full view of your panties and the way that Kate’s fingers we’re playing with you, she smiled at that, feeling her own panties start to get wet and uncomfortable, taking another sip of the cold beer to distract herself of the feeling between her legs and focus on you only, she decided to tease you again.

“Make her look at me.” She said.

Kate gives a mischievous smile and turns her head to give your forehead a kiss, bringing her free hand to cup your jaw, turning your head to face Yelena.

When you did, and slowly opened your eyes, you face the most hungry look that you’ve ever seen in your whole life. The way Yelena looked at you the whole night it was nothing compared to the way she watched you now, with so much confidence and yet so devoted to your beauty, like you were untouchable and yet just a entertainment for her to enjoy. Never in your life you have feel so desired before, no one has ever looked at you like this, not even your girlfriend, whose fingers were playing with your cunt at the moment and was cupping your jaw keeping your head in place.

This certainly gives you all the confirmation you needed to know that this was right, there’s nowhere you would want to be but right there facing Yelena Belova while Kate Bishop’s fingers were playing with you.

You opened more your legs and stopped holding your moans, letting they go of your throat, making pretty sounds that both women loved to hear. The brunette take that opportunity and curled her fingers in the hem of your panties, bringing them down to your knees, completely exposing your shaved pussy for Lena to see.

Now, with a hand free to completely fuck your pussy and grope your tits, she didn’t waste time on that, now thrusting two of her fingers inside you without much playing, making you let out a loud moan as her other hand groped your breast over the blouse.

Even though all the touching for distracting you, you had your eyes locked with Yelena the entire time, knowing that you’re driving her crazy with every moan you let out, imagining all the things that passed through her head on the moment, wishing that some of them was true.

“She’s such a fucking little slut, you like being watched, Y/N?” That was the first time that she called you by your name and was probably one of the hottest thing you’ve ever heard. “Bet you want more than her fingers, don’t you? You’re imagining all the things that we could do to you?”

You rolled your eyes as your girlfriend’s fingers fucked into you at a slow pace, hearing the way her best friend was talking to you just adding to the overwhelming feeling.

“Answer her, baby.” Kate whispered softly in your ear, contrasting her smooth voice from Yelena’s harsh tone. You loved hearing both, but didn’t answer with words, just moan louder.

The fingers inside you began a fast pace, stretching your walls, reaching deeper, making you see stars and clench your legs unconsciously in Kate’s hand, who take her hand out of your breast for open them again, this time even wider, giving it a slap that echoed in the room.

Yelena keeps watching carefully every move you made like you were her own porn star, and this time you couldn’t stop look into her eyes, feeling the burn feeling of being so desired for someone, so admired to the point she doesn’t ever needed to touch you, just the thought of being the one who was fingers deep inside you seems to be enough for keeping her desires filled, at least for now.

“Bet you imagining us both having our way with you, uh? Maybe Kate pounding your pussy while you please me with your mouth? Is that what you’re thinking?” The russian accent dripping in her voice added to the thrill of it all, and now the image she mentioned couldn’t get out of your mind, imagining Yelena sitting in your face while Kate fucked your pretty pussy with her cock - her favorite strap on. You just nodded your head yes and let out a long moan, opening your mouth wide.

Kate, not wanting to waste that opportunity, bring her free hand - the one that wasn’t fucking your pussy so hard and deep that your eyes were rolling - to push two of her fingers in your mouth, wanting you to suck like it was a strap. You knew that and quickly closed your mouth around her digits, sucking harshly and putting your hand on her fist to put it deeper in your mouth. You looked exactly like a whore.

That was the only time that you looked away from Yelena, to lock your eyes with Kate’s browns ones, with bambi innocent eyes that screamed innocence and yet completely lust and submission, seeing her make a smirk to your naughtiness. But the look didn’t last much since Yelena caught your attention again.

“Seeing the way you suck her fingers like a fucking cock, i guess just one wouldn’t be enough for a slut like you. You’re imagining us both fucking you from both ends, uh?” The irritation in her voice for not having your completely attention in her own self was apparent and you rolled your hips in Kate’s fingers at that voice, imagining exactly what she said.

At that thought and Kate’s fingers buried inside you, you couldn’t help but getting closer to cum, ridding the brunette’s digits feeling them reaching your sweet spot, your eyes start to water from the pleasure, blurring your vision, but you still managed to look yelena in the eyes and suck Kate’s fingers so hard that the sucking sounds echoed over the room mixed with the sound of your arousal and the muffled moans.

“Are you getting close, baby? The thought of me and Yelena fucking you with our cocks makes you cum? Uh? Such a good girl.” Kate whispered to you with a heavy breath, wanting you to cum, intensifying her pace at your pussy pressing the palm of her hand on your clit.

With that, didn’t take longer for you to come undone on her hand, shaking and moaning like a bitch in heat, closing your eyes and let the pleasure take over you, but not before listening Belova saying something about how pretty you were when you’re cumming.

When your body stopped trembling and you catches your breath, you opened your eyes, feeling yourself being hold by your girl’s soft arms - now with both of them - and seeing both women looking at you mesmerized.

“You couldn’t give me a better welcome, Bishop.”

[margarrivergod]

I’m bored so i’m here to recommend some of the brain rotting fics i’ve read recently(all on ao3):

BSD:

A Dolls House by Abyss_In_Wonderland_likes_sexy_cannibals

Rating: M

Warnings: NA

Description: “Chuuya and Dazai get trapped inside of an ability made sigil. Now there's a creepy lady telling them that in order to get out they need to complete five tests. If they don’t pass they’ll just stay there forever or die, but no biggie, right?”

this is a high favorite of mine, the author does a PHENOMENAL job at characterizing the characters, plus the story is *chefs kiss*🤌🏼 i pray that they’ll write more skk fics in the future!!

the liars house by burgundytshirt

Rating: M

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Description: “Dazai, Chuuya, and four others are trapped in a cursed house where you cannot lie—each time you lie, you lose an organ. In seven stages, they are asked deeply personal questions that need to be answered in order to escape. Welcome to The Liar’s House.”

Dare I say this is one of my favorite, if not my favorite, skk fanfic?!? Like holy shit this is SO GOOD! This is a translation of the original, which is in mandarin, but it’s 12/10 regardless!!

TGCF:

Thank You For The Venom by xoTsundoku

Rating: E

Warnings: Underage, Graphic Depictions of Violence

Description: Mu Qing is guarded and hollow after losing his mother but he's content in his darkness until he moves in with the Fengs, and a light pierces his comfortable solitude in the form of his soon-to-be stepbrother. Two people who can never be together fall in love.

There’s a tag that’s reads “pseudo incest” and idkw but i found it to be the funniest shit lmaoo. But in all hknestly I REALLY like this fic. I still reading it currently but i’m bulldozing through it. I also believe the author does an amazing job at characterization while tying them into a modern au

Bad Intentions by bizzybee

Rating: E

Warnings: NA

Description: “Despite their hatred for each other, renowned cook Feng Xin and first-timer Mu Qing co-judge an amateur cooking show with a strong following on social media. As filming wraps up, Feng Xin is set to go on an international tour for the release of his debut cookbook. Their public relations coordinators team up to devise a plan that will not only jumpstart sales of Feng Xin’s book, but also boost Mu Qing’s rising fame and satiate the thirst of their shared fans: They will accompany each other on the book tour. Together. As a couple for the cameras. Whether they'll kill or kiss each other first is anybody’s guess.”

This is the first fengqing fic I’ve completed and it will forever hold my heart it’s SO GOOD! My emotionally cknstipated boys thrown into a cooking au!

if you can’t summon the flames directly from hell, store bought is fine by buthgoth (GremlinGirl)

Rating: E

Warnings: NA

Description: “Shi Qingxuan gets more than he bargained for when he steals a candlestick from a mysterious magic shop's private collection. A haunted apartment may be the least of his concerns, however. The demon he awakened is ancient and hungry, and it seems Shi Qingxuan might be his new obsession.”

Have I mentioned how obsessed I am with butchgoth’s work?… YES! this is the first fic of theirs that i’ve read and one of my faves. If your a beefleef stan then PLS read this fic plus their others!

as if by destiny by debwriting

Rating: M

Warnings: NA

Descriptions: “Hua Cheng stumbles upon the mysterious Midnight Cafe. He enters for a much-needed meal, and stays for the enigmatic owner, Xie Lian.”

A cute hualian coffee shop au with a twist!

MDZS:

Back to Bite One by diamond bruise

Rating: E

Warnings: NA

Description: “or, lwj, wwx and a couple of lan disciples get stuck in a haunted manor”

this one is cute and a tad angsty (like i wanna ram my head in the wall cause y’all r dense lol) but nothing too serious imo

RAWR! is I Love You in dinosaur by FireAwayy

Rating: E

Warnings: NA

Description: “Xue Yang has spent a life running only to find himself as an animal wrangler at Jurassic Park. He spends his time managing previously extinct monsters, and loving every second of it. Until Xiao Xingchen shows up.”

i love this author i love this fic i love this author i love this fic i love this author i love this fic!!!! if i couldn’t make that clear enough

Furry Porn Costs Extra by Fireaway

Rating: E

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Description: “Lan Xichen is the CEO of one of the richest companies in the world. He's efficent, savvy, and altogether bored. Lan Wangji is a ruthlessly efficient police officer with the highest moral code of anyone who had ever donned the uniform. Jiang Cheng is living day to day, getting by with his art. And when that doesn't work, robbing people blind. Wei Wuxian is the thief who hides behind a guileless smile and his uncanny ability to simply vanish when needed. What happens when their lives intertwine with one another? Will they find the answers they're looking for, or will they end up losing more than they ever bargained for?”

If i didn’t make it clear enough this author writes lovely fics! this is my fav Xicheng fic to date, it has its serious plot plus the humor is spot on (there is no actual furry porn)

Thicker Than Water by athena_crikey

Rating: M

Warnings: NA

Descriptions: “A disaster, is Lan Zhan’s first impression as the bike squeals to a halt on the far side of Song Lan’s car. The man riding it – and he’s tall, and lanky, and sure-footed – hops off and locks it to the car’s back door. The back door of a police vehicle. He pulls his helmet off to reveal long, sweat-soaked hair with a shaggy undercut, bright grey eyes, and a smile that launches like an arrow straight through Lan Zhan’s chest. No, he thinks, watching this trainwreck of a man shimmy between the narrow space dividing Song Lan’s back bumper and the next car’s hood like he’s doing some kind of dance step. Absolutely not.”

I absolutely ADORE athena crikey and her work- ALL OF IT!! this one in particular is one of my favs- here we have a modern cultivation au with my fav neurodivergent duo

Every River, Every Stream by athena_crikey

Rating: E

Warnings: NA

Description: “Wei Ying, rookie architect and chronically unable to prioritize his love life, in a moment of madness turns out to be tested for compatibility with famous new entertainer Lan Zhan, struggling with the after-effects of chemo. Unexpectedly matched with a man on a very different career trajectory, he's presented with a litany of unappealing choices. Oh, and also love.”

Another work by dear ole athena. This was the first fic I’ve read of hers and it will forever be a strong favorite.

Post Mortem by Cataclysmic_Calamity

Rating: E

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Descriptions: “Life is a horror movie sometimes. You ignore all the warning signs. You end up standing there in the final scene, covered in blood, contemplating your life choices. Wei Ying is used to that. But it’s harder when you’re in love with your best friend.”

If you guys are heavy into the tgcf or mdzs fandom than you’ll know exactly who this author, Evie, is. She wrote NPAB and The Soul Remains, along with a bunch of other beautiful fics. BUT MY GOD THIS ONE!!! I never see anyone talk about Post Mortem and I will proudly say this is my fav Wangxian fic, and one of my favorite fics period. The story is wonderful, characters r well written, beautifully paced, plot is to die for(lol). She’s an amazing author all in all so check her work out if you haven’t!!

[sionisjaune]

32 for the settings prompt for sico pls

Setting prompts (32. a quiet hospital room)

You get sico in the context of problematic sebcedes polyamory:

Sebastian arrives at Lewis’s bedside with a giant, unruly basket of wildflowers that look as though they were plucked directly from a field somewhere in the middle of nowhere. He also brought Roscoe, Nico reflects. Point Sebastian. 

Lewis is still unconscious, snoring softly in the hospital bed with a dozen pins surgically inserted up the length of his arm because he foolishly shattered it surfing with one of the handful of friends Nico and Lewis don’t share. Miles, or Milo, or something like that. Nico met him once, and then forgot about it. 

“I came as soon as I could,” says Sebastian, cramming the basket of flowers onto Lewis’s beside table. “How is he?” 

Nico exhales a short breath and scrapes back the hair that’s fallen in his eyes. He’s the one that Miles called when Lewis broke his arm, and he’s the one that held Lewis’s hand while the surgeons administered the anesthetic, and he’s the one that ran across the street in the rain to buy a plant-based latte for Lewis to drink when he wakes up. Sebastian just waltzed inside with a basket of weeds and Lewis’s dog, like he has just as much right to be here.

“Fine,” says Nico, controlling himself. “His wrist is broken and so is the radial bone, in two places, and his shoulder was dislocated. Surfing accident.” 

“My God,” says Sebastian. He stoops down to scoop Roscoe off of the floor, and seats himself in the chair next to Nico, Roscoe on his lap. Roscoe whuffles pitiably until Nico gives him a pat on the head. “That’s a lot of broken bones.”

Nico refuses to roll his eyes. He won’t do it. Instead, he reaches for Lewis’s limp hand atop the blankets and rubs soothing circles with his thumb. He thinks he can see Lewis’s eyelids fluttering, but he might be imagining it. It’s almost hard to look at him, prone and unresponsive beneath the white sheets, a tube stuck in his arm. Nico wishes it was him that was with Lewis when he broke it, and then swallows the thought like a poison capsule. He holds onto Lewis’s hand a little bit tighter and shoots a baleful glance at Sebastian, who is absently rubbing Roscoe’s ears. 

“Has he been awake since the surgery?” Sebastian asks. 

“No,” says Nico. The latte he bought for Lewis is still sitting on the table, untouched and growing cold. Admittedly, the mess of flowers adds a splash of much needed cheer to the desolate hospital room. Nico had flashed his credit card and demanded the most spacious suite, but a hospital is still a hospital. 

“You don’t want to talk to me, do you,” says Sebastian, sighing.

“What gave you that impression?” Nico says. 

In the bed, Lewis’s brow furrows. 

Sebastian pauses his fondling of Roscoe’s wrinkly head. “You don’t think I should be included in Lewis’s life. You think that because you were here first, you matter more. Guess what? That’s not how it fucking works for regular fucking polyamorous people.” Sebastian finishes his tirade with a neat little quirk of his eyebrow, like he’ll have any luck convincing Nico of anything at all. 

Nico opens his mouth to explain how exactly Seb has presumed wrong when Lewis groans softly from the bed, shifting beneath the sheets. His eyes crack open in increments, and both Nico and Sebastian leap from their seats to meet him halfway. 

Lewis blinks and yawns sluggishly. He looks at his arm first, encased in plaster, and frowns. Then he looks up at Nico and Seb, and a slow smile spreads across his jaw. 

“I was surfing,” says Lewis, a toneless rasp. He coughs, and Nico lunges for the lukewarm latte and helps Lewis raise it to his lips for a sip. “And then…” Lewis trails off, licking his lips. “Where’s Miles?” 

Nico scowls. 

“I can call him,” Seb says, immediately. Rude, Nico thinks. He doesn’t let it show on his face. He’ll play nice with Sebastian, at least while Lewis is lucid. 

Eventually, after more stupid, inane small talk, Sebastian leaves the room with a promise to let Miles know that Lewis is okay. Nico collapses into his chair as soon as he’s gone. Lewis gestures weakly at Roscoe, curled up next to Nico’s feet, drooling slimy saliva onto the tile floor, so Nico scoops him up and deposits him gingerly on Lewis’s lap, where he won’t disturb Lewis’s cast. 

“You’re not very good at hiding how you’re feeling,” Lewis remarks, scratching Roscoe between the ears. Nico tries his best not to frown. “You should be nicer to him, even when I’m not around.”

“How do you know I’m not nice when you’re not around?” says Nico, reaching for Lewis’s hand again. 

“Because I know you,” says Lewis, smiling.  

[teslacoils-and-hubris]

What the shit is everhood

(Info dump pls?)

Gladly! ^w^

so everhood is a game that I would say is very similar to undertale, from the pixel art style to the humour to the general uhh theme? i guess is the word? Where you play as a wooden puppet named red on a quest to get your arm back from gold pig. The battle mechanic is a rhythm based system where you have to jump around and over beats the enemies through at you. The music is absolutely fucking fantastic and i actually bought the soundtrack i like it so much lol

a couple battles get absolutely insane with the visuals too, to the point im not even totally sure i can do a description justice? you can check out this video if you're curious, theres really no spoilers in this battle but it shows what im talking about. these battles are where the photosensitivity warning really comes in though, so be cautious if that effects you

I can't go too deep into the plot without getting into spoiler territory, so i'll put that under the cut for anyone who's curious, but here's what I can say! You go around collecting clues to find gold pig and get your arm back, and along the way you get to meet all the wonderful characters that populate Everhood. Like Rasta beast, Noseferatchu the sneezing vampire, Flan and Muck, the dancing mushrooms, a vampire who's name always changes. You really get to know and love these characters while also learning that maybe everything isn't as it seems in Everhood. Maybe, actually nothing is what it seems. Maybe you're the only one willing to do something about. But..... are you willing?

oh also kermit is there and I think he might be god? Also you can kill him and it impacts literally nothing

Full plot summary under the cut. I highly recommend you play the game without spoilers, but if you're like me and you Need to know what happens before you play then go wild. I'll only be talking about the intended good ending though, since I haven't gotten around to playing the secret endings yet- oh also mild spoilers for undertale i guess if youre worried about that in 2023

so when I say its similar to undertale in themes, its sort of. in a reverse sense. In undertale the good ending is the pacifist route. By saving the monsters you help them escape the underground and better their situation. It is mercy, the direct functional opposite of killing, that saves you. There is no mercy kill because using mercy ends the fight period.

Well in Everhood, the good ending requires you to kill everyone.

Your arm was taken from you because you've done this before, wiped out countless lives, friends even. And now you must finish the job. Its hard and sad and it sucks but it has to be you because no one else is going to. It falls on you to go back to these spots you've been through already, these happy cheerful locations, and hunt down everyone you've come to know over the course of the game.

so why do you need to kill everyone? and how on earth is it similar to undertale at all? well, Everhood isn't just the title of the game or the location it takes place, its the state every single character in the game is stuck in.

in the distant past, humanity found a way to reach another world, one they called Everhood. And in this world, no one could ever die. Some people chose to stay in this world, which lost connection to the human world for some reason i dont remember rn, and in doing so slowly lost their humanity. They lived for eons and eons and eons, changing their shape and loosing themselves in the process. You discover at one point that the Green Mage, a chaotic character whom I love, has been keeping track of the years everyone has spent in Everhood, every year a tally on the wall of their secret playroom. It takes three hours to get to the end of this hallway, to give you an idea of scale here. three real time hours.

Your character, Red, is a vessel for the literal human player behind the screen to free the inhabitants of Everhood from eternity. They aren't really happy. They can't be. They've been stuck for so long, and even though they beg and plead for you not to kill them you have to. Its the only way for them to be happy and move on from Everhood. And don't get me wrong you CAN choose not to go through with it. You have to actively fight back after this reveal to kill anyone. I haven't played through this way, so I can't speak on it.

The ending is sort of ambiguous, in which Pink (the person pretending to be Red and letting you the player control them) goes to an afterlife after killing everyone and gets to see them one last time, and they're happy. They forgive you. One by one you talk to them and they thank you for freeing them, apologize for fighting you, and move on happily to whatever comes after death. I choose to interpret it literally, but there's something to be said about the idea it's all in Pink's head. I don't think it was meant to be taken that way, but its one way to look at it.

The game sort of looses people with this being the good ending. But I think it's a beautiful metaphor. Sometimes you keep doing things that hurt you only because you're used to it. Maybe you don't even realize how its hurting you, its better than the alternative right? For the longest time I kept my bedroom blinds perpetually closed because the bright sunlight gave me headaches. I didn't realize just how depressed it was making me to be in near constant darkness like that. It was only after I bought a plant on a whim that I realized how much happier I was letting in the sunlight. You get so used to bad habits and awful jobs and clothes you hate because they're familiar. And doesn't it just seem easier? To take non-action and let everyone keep living and having fun in Everhood? Green Mage hosts DnD every week (or whatever counts as a week after you've lived for eternity), go play with the mushrooms in the forest, doesn't that sound lovely? You don't have to kill anyone, just keep living on exactly as you were! You have friends here Red! It hurts too much to kill them! they don't want to die! why not just give up? How could anything good come from the pain of change?

[atopvisenyashill]

I’ve just seen the take that when Arya said she once knew a girl who loved lemon cakes she was talking about herself and not Sansa. Thoughts? I’ll concede that Arya does like lemon cakes in the text but I think this is obviously about Sansa. When she’s with the FM Arya never refers to herself as someone she knew. She refers to herself as “not me” but never as someone she knew. People are really mad about this one and it just seems like. Why?

Here's the quote for reference:

To the girl he said, "Drink this," and pressed a cup into her hand. She drank it down at once. It was very tart, like biting into a lemon. A thousand years ago, she had known a girl who loved lemon cakes. No, that was not me, that was only Arya.

Yeah, that's so obviously about Sansa lmao. That one is as obvious to me as Sansa's "I can't let my sister marry Joffrey" moment, where one girl is clearly thinking about the other and grieving the loss of this relationship, but dealing with it by pushing the thought away before it can grab hold too quick. And like you said, she thinks she had "known a girl" and she doesn't refer to herself as "someone she knew" but "no longer me" like she does literally in the last line. Clearly, it means she's thinking "once upon a time, Arya knew a girl who loved lemon cakes" and she's beating around saying the name and getting too involved in the memory because it's a memory that hurts.

idk why people are so mad beyond the idea that people are just really committed to the concept that Arya hates Sansa and Sansa hates Arya and when they meet again they're going to drop everything just to beat the shit out of each other. We all know how deeply stupid I find that take lol. I guess for like....more proof (and also because I think in terms of comparisons, sorry?) but in Outlander (no tomatoes pls) there was also a big hubbub over a vague line in season 3. Jamie, Claire's husband in the 1700s, rattles off a little plant fact and when someone else asks how he knows this, Jamie says "I learnt the trick from... a lass... who knew a fair amount about healing." People were SO MAD he didn't just say "Claire taught me" but it's like....he's grieving so much he can't even say her name, and much is made about the fact that a) when he says "a lass" his eyes well up with tears and he smiles just a bit, and the man he's talking to who also knew Claire smiles too and b) Much IS Made about the fact that Jamie can't bring himself to say her name, and that the first time he says it is several years after they're separated, to a fellow widow(er) when they talk about their dead spouses. So it's like yeah of COURSE Arya doesn't specifically think "Sansa loved lemon cakes." She's busy, and she's trying not to cry and shriek and lose her mind at every turn. Of course Sansa doesn't think "why couldn't I see Joffrey was a monster earlier, maybe Arya would be alive still, but maybe I can save Margaery from him the way I couldn't Arya" because she's grieving, she feels guilty, she's in a dire hostage situation and her every move is tracked constantly.

Also, not for nothing, but me and my sibling both love matcha, and if we were suddenly separated and I got emo over someone offering me some matcha tea, I would not be thinking "wow a thousand years ago Me And Just Me used to drink matcha" NO I would be thinking "a thousand years ago, my weeabo little sibling started getting interested in tea so I bought them some special matcha and made them a matcha crepe cake, I miss them so much" ya know? Like, that's just a really human reaction, to see a thing and be reminded of someone you love who shared that thing with you. Just because their relationship was strained doesn't mean they didn't love each other, or didn't like some of the same treats, they literally share a table together every night and clearly spend the most time around each other because they're both girls and expected to socialize with each other frequently. Of course they think about each other all the time. Why are people so weird about these two kids. They're practically still toddlers man leave them alone!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ourvanishingghosts]

AHHHHHH Thank you so so much for answering my request, it's absolutely perfect!! ❤️😍 If you don't mind, could you please do another one for me?

Something about Leon, Gordie, Raihan and Milo (if that's not too many) with a s/o who has really weak bones? When I was 19 I got diagnosed with Osteopenia, which is basically the beginnings of osteoporosis. Another one of my health conditions is known to cause osteoporosis so I guess I should've been expecting it, but it still sucks.

I have to work out a lot because weight-bearing exercises slow the progression of this disease, and of course drink a lot of milk and take calcium. I like to think they'd all be very worried and protective, especially when out in places like the Wild Lands where the reader could get hurt.

Thanks so so much, sorry if this is an odd or angsty request. I hope you have a great week hun!

Of course. I will try my best and if I get anything wrong please let me know. And I hope you have a great rest of your week too. Raihan and Milo are under-read more.

How do they help you with Osteopenia?

💜Leon💜

Leon knows about you having weak bones through Hop

He is always checking in with you on how you are feeling and if you need a break

He knows that you can handle it yourself, but he can’t help but worry

Especially if you say that you’re going out to the Wild Lands

He tells you that him and Charizard are going with you just in case

If he doesn’t notice you feeling weak Charizard will move at super speed to catch you if you start feeling that way

He will also carry everything that is needed for you. Like your medication(s), different kinds of milk (he wants to make sure you have options), and anything else that is necessary

He will literally take off of work to help and take care of you

Need anything he will call Hop to get it while he is with you

🤍Gordie🤍

Gordie will literally ask his mom (Melony) to take over the gym so that he can help you

He is your rock when you need his help

He will have you sit in the stadium or lie down in his personal office just so he knows where you are

Will he have one of his non-gym Pokémon check in on you if you are in his office

He bought a fridge for his office just to keep some beverages that are high in calcium for you

He will also have snacks as well

Both of those things will have labels that they are for you only because he knows some of his Pokémon will try and take them

Will join you if you go to the Wild Lands just to be safe

If he can't go with you because he has paperwork or a meeting, he will send Tyranitar with you

Just so that you have one of his rocks in his place

He will keep up to date with any and all medication you need

He will carry you if you need and want him to

🧡Raihan🧡

Raihan will shut down the gym for an entire week just for you

The Applin he gave you evolved into Appletun and he commissioned someone to make some satchels for it to wear (One is in his color scheme and the other is in your color scheme

The satchels carry important things like medication, notes on what each medication dose

One of the satchels acts like a cooler to keep any medication that needs to be refrigerated cool

Raihan will gladly stay at home with you if you want or need him to

He will accompany you into the Wild Lands but is always checking in with you to see how you are feeling and if you need anything

He will also go to every doctor's appointment you have unless you tell him otherwise

He just wants to be informed because he wants to know what he needs to change

💚Milo💚

Despite working on the farm and being a gym leader he will gladly retire from being a gym leader in order to have more time to help you with anything you need

Sometimes he will find you hanging out with the Wooloo's on the farm

He reorganizes everything in your shared house to have everything accessible to you

He even renovated a room to make it into a space where you can do your own thing and he won't bother you

Anything you want or need from the store he will go out and get it

If the store is in another place in Galar he will take you with him

Usually, the store is near Kabu and so you end up hanging out with Kabu until Milo is done

Does it bother Kabu? No. Does he try and help you with exercises? Absolutely. He doesn't push you past your comfort zone and what you have the energy for that day

Milo will drop what he is doing when he hears you are need

Especially if he knew you were in the Wild Lands

He will cry while hugging you saying that he regrets not going with you

Then he ends up taking the next three days off from being the gym leader

He knows all of your medications by heart but does keep documents on each one

[piillow]

blankets and birthdays - k.jsk

(idol, gn!sibling au)

wc : 765 | genre : fluff, tiny angst??? | cws : this is kinda old so not the best, but pls try to enjoy <3 o((>ω< ))o

next week was gaon's birthday, and y/n was excited, as anyone else would be. they'd been waiting for this day for.. who knows how long. lately he'd been really tired and burnt out from work, but he always tried spending at least an hour with them. even if it was through a call, he wanted to talk to y/n no matter what. 

y/n felt bad talking to him sometimes, since he really should be resting, but he was spending time with them. it made them feel even better about his birthday gift, since they made it with so much love.

crocheting and knitting were things y/n loved doing as a hobby, and eventually as a small business. many people bought your plushies, bags, you name it. anything in your shop, there were sales for it. even though y/n was overflown with custom orders, they put them all on a pause for a good three weeks, just so they could make this gift for him.

from the outside, it looked like an ordinary blue blanket. but, the surprise was in the folds. as each fold was unwrapped, a message from y/n was in it. they wanted to give him a long message, but not in one big paper. once the whole blanket was unwrapped, and the messages were in the right order, that was the full "card." 

the color blue really meant a lot to them. it was their favorite color, and it was able to represent so many things. it can represent happiness, sadness, stress, excitedness, almost anything. gaon always loved blue, and they did too. it was just their "thing." blue rooms, blue backpacks, blue shoes, blue jackets, pencils, you name it.

as the day came, y/n told the members to distract him for the day while you decorated the house, ready for him to come home. it was just going to be the family, so nothing too extreme, but still enough decorations to show that it was a party. they watched some of his insta live of him celebrating his birthday, and they couldn't help but feel even more excited. almost like he was a little kid about to step into a trap. a good one, though.

later, he came home to surprise you all, to find a surprise himself!

"guess who's hooo-" "HAPPY BIRTHDAY JISEOK!"

not even fully stepped into the house, he was bombarded into a big, loving, tight hug from his family. 

"jiseok-ah!!! i missed you so much..... i'm so happy you're home!" y/n happily said, still latched onto him."yeah!! perfect timing, actually. we've just finished your cake! want some?" their father asked."oh, really? i'd love to!" gaon said, trying to navigate to the kitchen with them still hugging him. 

"you're not going to let go, are you..?" he asked, slightly laughing. y/n just shook their head, laughing along with him. "of course not. you know how long i've been waiting for this. i got so worried when you didn't call!" "they were... you made them panic a bit." their mother said, happily giggling at the sight of the two.

"mom, can he open my gift first? pleease~!!" y/n pleaded, giving a half puppy-eyes half normal-eyes look. she sighed, "alright, fine. i know you're excited, so i'll let you. don't take too long, okay?" "i promise!!"

and with that, the two ran to the living room, where y/n showed him his gift. "i've been workin' on this for a while, you better like it!" they said jokingly. "i like all your gifts, of course i'll like this one." "nooo, you'll like this one MORE than last year, trust me." gaon looked at them, pretty skeptically. "oh, really now? c'mon, i don't think you can top that plushie." "oh yes i can! this is proof i can."

he quickly opened the huge bag, to see a light blue chucky blanket. he immediately gave them a tight hug, smiling brightly. "oh, y/n... i guess i did doubt you again, didn't i?" "that's not even the whole thing! you gotta unfold it first!" and he did as their instructions said. 

as he slowly unfolded the blanket and revealed the messages, he finally read the whole thing. the two couldn't help but tear up a little bit, but they were happy, and that's what mattered. "i miss you all the time, y/n... thank you, so much for this." "hey, AND you have another gift to show off to the members and villains!" they said, making the two of them start laughing to lighten the mood.

"kids! we're waiting!" their mother said.

"oh, coming mom!"