#talk about color coding 🤣

[thisismeracing]

Sunshine | CL16

SOCIAL MEDIA AU

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x earthy!reader (she/her)

Warnings: curse words, Twitter environment, it’s not proofread, etc, etc. Minors DNI!

Summary: In which Charles starts dating an earthy/spiritual girl who just loves nature and good energy.

A/n: none of the pictures used are mine, they are all from Pinterest and other apps. everything else is made up by me and I do not give permission for it to be published on a different platform. I would appreciate it if those things could be taken into consideration 💛

A/n2: Based on this request.

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charlesandyn I love how nothing is coded, she's just kind and wants to send cute messages to people, it feels nice to be on this fandom for once

⤷ sainztires no but even when charles DNF he has a different semblance now, it's like he's bummed, but he does not let it get to him the way it did

⤷ lecactus yeah and he's doing way better ever since he started dating her (idc if the car is different, let me think that she actually helped him focus his energy and manifest good stuff)

swiftierussell Green is now my favorite color 👍

tifosigetawaycar even her username is all earthy and cute, I wanna be her friend so baddddd 😩

sunshinelewis I love how suddenly the whole fandom is following her handle, sunshine + name

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leclercircus sharls, whose draw is that? it looks fantastic

⤷ charles_leclerc it's yn's 🤍

⤷ monzabc omg he actually answered!!!!!

badgirlf1 No, but I won't ever forget when during Charles' live stream Yn said "Also, you're not a tree, you can move" when talking about letting go of some stuff, I laughed but I also got the message. 😅🤣

sunshineyn Thank you for sharing life with me 💚

⤷ charles_leclerc thank YOU for accepting me as I am

⤷ lovemerc so what if they say they love you, do they say "thank you for sharing life with me"? cuz that feels deeper

youreinlove God, I've seen what you did for others 🧎🏻‍♀️

schumicedes The fact that the dump starts with her and she's the center of everything? true love, I want it

pierregaslight thank you for sharing your love with us, it's heartwarming seeing you two interact 🥹💛

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fortyfourlaps Life is good indeed, I'm being fed with content all week 😌😌

paddockandpucks Yn music taste is immaculate!

sunshineyn Life is amazing with you, love

⤷ charles_leclerc je t'aime, chérie 😘

lilyhme You're glowing, Yn! So so pretty as usual 💖🌸✨

taglist: @sachaa-ff @mickslover @formulakay3 @mishaandthebrits @iloveyou3000morgan @crimeshowjunkie @fdl305 @saintslewis

[thescarletnargacuga]

What about a fanfic where both Caine and Pomni are jealous at the exact same time? Idk of who or what but it is an idea 🤣

A/N: oooooohoohoohoo! I like it!

GREEN IS NOT OUR COLOR

A Showtime oneshot!

WARNING: jealousy, hurt/comfort

~~~

"He did WHAT!?" Pomni screeched at Ragatha as they walked the circus grounds. Ragatha cringed at how loud Pomni was, eyeing the nosey sun watching them overhead.

"Pomni, please, it's probably not that big of a deal-" Ragatha held her hand out in front of her, hoping to calm Pomni down.

"It IS a big deal!! Caine has only ever taken ME on solo adventures! WHY would he take GANGLE!? And NOT TELL ME!?!?" Pomni breathed hard through her teeth. Her eyes scrambled into squiggles.

"It's probably just-....uh, they could just be-"

"HE'S GOING BEHIND MY BACK IS WHAT HE'S DOING!! THAT TRAITOR!"

"Woah, woah, let's not jump to any conclusions. Jax says a lot of things, and sure, Caine's impulsive, but I don't think he'd ever intentionally hurt you."

"He NEVER intentionally hurts us, but HERE WE ARE!" Pomni threw her hands up and gestured to the digital world around them.

"We don't know if that's even his fault-"

"WHO ELSE WOULD IT BE, RAGATHA!? HE CAN DO WHATEVER HE WANTS!! HE'S MADE HIMSELF OUT TO BE GOD MORE THAN ONCE!! Well, let me tell you, he may think he's god, but he's just a no-good, two timing piece of-"

"POMNI! Stop! Are you listening to yourself? Let's take a few deep breaths." Ragatha breathed slow and deep, motioning for Pomni to do the same.

Pomni did so begrudgingly. She was still seething with rage, her fists clenched to her side. Tears burned in her eyes. As angry as she was, her heart was genuinely hurt. She really thought solo adventures were their thing. Him going on one with someone else without talking to her about it first felt like such a betrayal.

Ragatha could see the pain in her best friend's face. "Hey, it'll be okay."

"What if it's not..?" Pomni choked, on the verge of sobbing.

Ragatha didn't know how to answer. She just opened her arms as an invite for a hug. Pomni decided she needed it and leaned face first into Ragatha.

~

*Earlier that day*

There they were again. Pomni and Ragatha. It was like every time he turned his back, Pomni had to give all her attention to Ragatha. Why? Why her specifically? Pomni didn't spend anywhere near as much time with the other members of the circus. What was so special about Ragatha?

Caine tapped his fingers against her crossed arms. He floated with his knees close to his chest out of view of the others. There was something going on in his circus that he didn't know about and it was making his code feel prickly under his tux.

"They're up to something...I just know it." He has no proof. Even when he had Bubble follow them, all they ever did was talk...and laugh and smile and hug. He felt even pricklier. Pomni was getting affection from someone other than him! What if there was more? What if...

His teeth narrowed over his eyes as he made a snap decision. Today's private adventure would be with someone else. He could have fun without her too!

He teleported to Gangle's room. She was in the middle of drawing and threw her pencil when he startled her. "Hello, Gangle! Lovely day for adventure, isn't it!"

"uuuuh, what-?" Gangle covered her half finished drawing.

"That's right! Today's your lucky day! I have a very special adventure planned just for you!"

"Huh?? Why- how? Just me?" Gangle could not wrap her head around what was happening.

"Yep! Just you! But don't worry! I'll tag along with you to make sure things go smoothly, so you won't be alone! Doesn't that sound fun!" He was selling it as hard as he could but he had to admit to himself, this felt wrong. His still seething jealousy swallowed the guilt.

"I...I guess." She wasn't sure what else to say. She didn't really feel like she had a choice in the matter.

"Excellent! Let's go!" He grabbed her ribbon hand and snapped. A portal appeared to an unknown world. Just before they went through, the room door opened.

"Hey, ribbons, have you seen my-" Jax looked from Gangle to Caine, to them holding hands, to the portal.

"I wouldn't remember this if I were you." Caine said before zipping through the portal, dragging Gangle with him.

The portal vanished and Jax was left stunned in the doorway. What had he just witnessed? A grin slowly crept across his face. "So things aren't all right in paradise after all. How interesting." He shut the door.

~

Pomni insisted on being alone. She was at the carnival games section and throwing balls at bottle towers, pretending they were Caine's face. A ball smashed a tower dead center, scattering the bottles. She took a deep breath as the bottles reassembled themselves. The tears in her eyes were still threatening to escape, no matter how hard she fought them. "Stupid... I'm so stupid..."

A familiar snap made her blood run cold. She didn't have to look to know who was there. She picked up another ball, spun around and threw it as hard as she could.

"There you are-" CRACK! The fast ball knocked Caine straight in the teeth, sending him tumbling backwards through the air. The ball bounced away to places unknown as he righted himself. "Nice shot!" He rubbed his sore tooth. "You've got quite the throwing arm, my dear."

"Don't you my dear me!" Pomni snapped. "How could you!! I finally come to trust you and this is how you repay me!?" Angry tears streamed down her cheeks. "You back stabber!!" Her voice cracked with anger.

Caine's code felt like ice. She knew. All the jealousy, the malice he felt in his intent, boiled over. "You're the one that's been going behind MY back! Ragatha this! Ragatha that! It's always RAGATHA! She's the one you go to! She's the special person in your life! When I thought that was reserved for ME!" He threw his cane and it clattered to the ground.

Pomni got even angrier. "I'M ALLOWED TO HAVE FRIENDS OUTSIDE YOU, CAINE! What you did was a complete BETRAYAL!" She shouted.

"What you two are is more than friends! I'm not that clueless! And what I did today wasn't special! It was a half baked adventure that Gangle barely participated in! It was VERY boring! There's nothing between us! UNLIKE YOU AND RAGATHA!!" Caine exploded. All of his pent up emotions burst forth like a dam broke.

Pomni hiccupped as she tried to control her breathing. "We're just friends. Humans can be affectionate with just friends!" She said through clenched teeth. "But the adventures..." She spoke slower as her tears overwhelmed her. "Those were special...when it was just us...when I had you..."

Caine deflated. The anger and jealousy left him feeling hollow. Guilt and regret filled the void. He had always meant their private adventures to be special. "...what have I done?" He said quietly to himself. "Pomni, I-" He didn't know how to fix this. "I really thought....and I felt-"

"You thought I was cheating on you." Pomni said for him. "That's what we call it." She wiped her face and sniffled. "Caine, why didn't you just talk to me? Instead you- you-..."

"I am that clueless." Caine whispered as he slowly sank until his knees touched the ground.

Pomni gasped. "Caine?"

He hung his head low, arms slack to his sides. "I'm a fool."

Pomni wiped her face again and looked away. "Yeah, you are, but...so am I. I should have seen something like this coming. You literally don't know better. I should have talked to you more about how humans act with people close to them. Aside from you, Ragatha is the one I'm closest to. I trust her. So she has privileges that others don't. Privileges, that up until now, I had really only been showing you... That's my fault."

Caine didn't look up. He wanted to throw himself into the void and never return. "It doesn't excuse my actions. I took something that was special to both of us and...and violated it. It's unforgivable."

"It hurt. A lot. But it's not unforgivable, given the circumstances. We have a strange relationship, Caine. No one can argue that. There are bound to be problems, but If we're willing to communicate... We can work through them."

Caine looked up, his eyes moist. "I'm so sorry."

"I'm sorry too."

They both went silent looking at each other. What now? How do they move on from this?

"WILL YOU TWO IDIOTS JUST KISS AND MAKE UP ALREADY!? YOUR SOB STORIES ARE MAKING ME SICK!" The condescendingly cheerful tone of the sun boomed from above.

Pomni and Caine looked up and then back to each other. Caine floated off the ground and summoned his cane. "Why don't we talk somewhere more private? ...if you'll have me?" He held out his hand to her.

Pomni didn't take her eyes off his as she gave him her hand. "I'll always have you, if you'll have me."

Caine smiled. "There is no one else I could ever want the way I want you." He snapped and a portal appeared. He gently pulled her through.

[weebsinstash]

Now that I saw that doodle Vox made again, I'm just wondering how tf he knew Alastor has hooves

Also noticed that he was a lil fixated on Al's ass in that same doodle so there's that :>

I literally searched the Hazbin wiki for the source and couldn't find it but I've seen multiple people posting some screenshot of some website that says, Velvette previously stated Vox had an Alastor body pillow, and I don't know if that's an old Voxtagram post or more recent but it's been living in my head rent free ever since

Like there have been so many Viv streams and q&a's that have mildly spoiled things or mentioned facts that have since become non canon so I'm not sure what to listen to anymore but dude, reading the wiki of all the amalgamated facts is A TRIP. Vox is Actually Totally Correct: despite Alastor having his gentlemanly persona and some weird "serial killer moral code, like dexter", he canonically has awful oral hygiene and both Vivzie and... Fautisse? Have mentioned this. His demon form has black gums. Vivzie said he "probably doesn't prioritize oral hygiene" and also probably wasn't a cannibal in life so that's literally a new hobby he picked up in death so also um. THE SECOND THIS MAN HAD FREE REIGN AND THERE WAS NO RULE OF LAW OR CONSEQUENCES HE DECIDED TO START EATING PEOPLE SO LET THAT SINK IN.

You start reading Alastor's wiki page and it makes it pretty clear he's like DERANGED, hypocritical, he's like borderline a megalomaniac? It's all hidden behind this, persona, this wall he puts up, his well put together demeanor that allegedly never cracks, but underneath his showmanship he's a haughty, insecure, judgy, gossipy, genuine FREAK who responds with insults and violence whenever he can who relishes in trolling people and scaring them, literally enjoys knowing when he's making people uncomfortable

I have so many conflicting feelings but like PRETTY SURE HIS VERSE IN THE FINALE WAS A VILLAIN SONG, HE'S LITERALLY SINGING ABOUT BEING PISSED AND WANTING TO RETALIATE BECAUSE HE'S BEING FORCED TO DO STUFF HE DOESN'T WANT TO

THUS

I AM CONVINCED VOX IS JUST A BOTTOM AND A SLUT WHO THINKS ALASTOR IS JUST REALLY COOL AND HAS A ONE SIDED PATHETIC BOY CRUSH

Bro the sound I fucking made when his wiki trivia says he's been described as "painfully white, like phlegm in the back of your throat white" NO DONT DO MY TV MAN LIKE THIS 😭🤣

Anyways, you've probably seen the posts but for someone who claims to be so hip and modern, Vox goes out of his way to dress similarly to Alastor. The coat with lapels in the front and a tail in the back, a bow tie with a cravat, cuffed sleeves, intentionally or not the color contrast of Vox's hands resembles Alastor's and Vox CAN customize his body...

He's just. I just completely forget sometimes that Alastor literally called him OLD PAL in episode 3 and yes he was obviously saying it to talk down to him but like ALASTOR DID ACKNOWLEDGE HISTORY BETWEEN THEM, and also oh wait what's this, Vivzie has confirmed Vox and the Vees are major antagonists of Season 2 and that Vox and Alastor's history is going to be expanded upon so.... radiostatic shippers stay winning ha ha

I read a post that I meant to reblog that was something like "Vox is actually an incredibly cunning charismatic manipulative businessman who is a legitimate threat and we see this for all of 5 minutes and the second Alastor is mentioned he starts completely coming apart" and it's SO TRUE, he can be ur angel or ur devil. He's a legitimately OP threat and he's also A PATHETIC SAD FAILHUSBAND. Give me Vox who's efficiently marketing more hypnosis equipment to substantially grow his own wealth and manipulating his shareholders and then he's going back to his computer room with some popcorn and kicking his little feeties as he watches his darling and Alastor on like 30 different monitors. Give me Vox who can know the INSTANT someone is trying to go behind his back and double cross him because he has mass surveillance all over the city and he's using his endless resources to develop high end 3d printers to make posable figures of his crush and Alastor.

Give me Vox who loses his cool and insults you to your face and you two get into a huge argument and maybe Velvette and Valentino lash out at you in defense of him and he's going to his room and crying from frustration into his body pillows totally not plural, totally not ones of you and Alastor and calling himself a stupid idiot because he hurt your feelings and then spends the next like week SUFFOCATINGLY showing up almost every single place you are and embarrassing himself as he tries to bond with you and prove to you what CLEARLY AWESOME boyfriend material he is

[will80sbyers]

I’m sorry but... why do you think mike is bi? I mean, look at him! he’s so gay

Is this a serious question? "He's so gay!" was funny though lmao 🤣 if it is... this is very summarized and you can go look in my pinned post if you want more, I made a whole power point about it when I was fixated in a unhinged way during the summer 🌞

actually I'll link it here ( keep in mind it's old so for some details I might have changed my mind but in general it should explain many things of how I'm reading Mike's character when I watch )

but anyway, there are multiple things in the show and outside of the show that make me think he's bi:

the storyline makes more sense to me with him being bi because of how he talks in the show about his relationship

I don't think he's lying about much on the show and I place his actions in context with his low self esteem and fear of things changing + confusion about his feelings for Will

the way the show is filmed takes his relationship with El seriously and frames them as romantic multiple times

in the script of season 2 the writers made it clear Mike had romantic feelings for El at that point

I think there's bi color coding and jokes in the script specifically for him

there are lots of parallels in the show with romantic couples and Byler and lots of the parallels are also with Milven which means Milven is a real romantic couple to me and I can't ignore that because if I ignore those parallels for Mlv then I can't take the parallels Byler has with romantic couples as romantic coding either, it would be a double standard to say one has a romantic meaning and the other doesn't

There are parallels between S1/2 Mike liking El on screen and Mike S4 starting to like Will which indicates to me that he had feelings for El too as he does for Will

The marketing takes Mlv seriously as a couple and did this for years selling stuff about them and I think the writers just deleting the relationship is not probable also because of that

The whole st*ncy - Mlv parallel doesn't make much sense to include if the reason Mike can't love El is because he's gay and not because they aren't compatible as a couple

And I think that's all (again, very summarized) ...

but in general all the posts about Mike being gay, while they are very interesting, didn't convince me because more often than not they don't fit with the general context around it- logically there's something in the show that doesn't make it make sense- although I keep this option always open because even if I think that in the end the writers could still do it!

In general as long as Will and Mike are together in the end I don't really care about what they decide to go with but for now to me it makes more sense that Mike had puppy love feelings for El when he was little and then he's now realizing Will is who he should be with ❤️

and also, I mean, look at him! He's so bi!

[trutrustories]

STUDY IN LOKI ROMANCE

Part 5: Science/Fiction

Since we're only a few days away from the last episode, I decided to COUNT DOWN everything we´ve got so far ( that can be interpreted very easily as romantic ) and discuss what the actual fuck is going on with second season. Because even though I shipped lokius practically from S1E2, I absolutely did NOT expect this kind of development. (Not that I´m complaining)

Warning: This is gonna be LONG post, lots of screenshots, lots of SPOILERS, lot of "oh-my-god-they-so-cute" language, and little bit of meta.

I originally thought that this post would be everything at once, but since I have just too many screenshots this time around, I´ll have to split it. so every post will be one episode. Color coding means:

IIIIIIIIII = anything, that coud potentialy be just acting choice.

IIIIIIIIII = everything else (tzn.: whatever was written, and/or carefully prepared by filmmakers. )

side note: I already wrote, about how amazing it is, that Mobius is unable to fight but fights anyway and how beautifuly, and ridiculously brave he is HERE. But this is about Loki/Mobius interactions, so I´ll try my best not to talk about THAT. (Even when I´m really happy, that s2 continues with this formula and Mobius is still his completely defenseless while aggressively brave self. I love him, btw.)

EPISODE 1 HERE

EPISODE 2 HERE

EPISODE 3 HERE

EPISODE 4 HERE

38) Loki looking for Mobius in PIE ROOM Hey... this is starting to be suspicious. is this room actual Heart of the TVA, that we didn´t know about ??? Why does everyone accidentally end up here???

39) Loki Time slipping to the theater room (where he had his first long, table converstation with Mobius.)

I´m gonna cry 😭

40) Mobius/Don casually informing Loki, he´s a SINGLE dad and telling him his entire work schedule (not that it´s important for anything, but Mobius is sooo damn handsome in that blue west!!! ) Also Loki staring at him through the window ?! And then being so distracted by him, that it took him interestigly long time, before he realized / accepted that Mobius doesn´t remember him (AGAIN). And he should have know this right away, because he already talked to Casey/Frank.

41) Loki time slipping to Mobius again (right when he started to be hopefull and Happy, that O. B. will be able to help him.

42) Loki glow up - or Loki fixing himself up, to look sexy not threatening fo Mobius/Don. I mean... this is just straight out of romantic movie, I´m sorry. Interesting acting choice there🤣

43) Loki being very nervous while talking to Mobius/Don.

Mobius: "You live around here, or did you follow me home? 😉" Loki: "Oh... no... hahahaha 😅 ... No no. I was... 😳I was actually on my way to the 👉👆👇☝️uh. And... 😨 And I happend to see you, so I... I... I 🫣 just thought I´d just come and say that I´m sorry that I... I... 🥵couldn´t... stick around back there. I was... um... 🤯 I was in a bit of a time crunch. 😅😅😅"

Said God of Mischief.

I´m sorry, but he´s acting here like stuttering schoolgirl with a crush. What exactly are you trying to accomplish, Tom ??? Anyway... I love it xD

44) Mobius dropping everything and forgeting about his two mischievous sons so he can give Loki full attention

45) Wanna buy my wife´s jetski? - oh by the way, she´s long gone, and worst thing about it is the fact, that one of these beauties doesn´t have a rider.

would you wanna ride it with me? let´s jump up on these bad boys

46) "A beautiful union of form and function"

The fact, that Loki remembers that line from S01E02 and that he echoes it back at Mobius, who doesn´t remember him... Like... WHAT? This thing is romantic as fuck. also finaly someone, who will gladly listen to Mobius braindumping about jetskis!!!! YES PLEASE. He deserves it! 💚 they litteraly made for each other!

47) Loki gently helping Mobius/Don through the time door. - while O. B. is struggling with heavy prototype of tempad...

48) "You saved my life, when I first arrived. You saw something in me, that I hadn´t seen in myself."

Can you believe he said that??? Because I don´t. I´m still processing 😭 Also, see? He IS his friend... but O. B. is not. He WILL be (eccept O. B. knows Mobius much longer xDD ) I´m ok 49) "I want my friends back. I don´t want to be alone."

This scene is honestly so tragic. Sylvie helps him realize his true motivations and he looks so desprete. TVA: place, that he should hate is home now. Where he belong. And that´s why he cared so much and tried so hard to save that place. And thing he wants the most are his friends. Their company. (And if it wasn´t obvious, it means primarily Mobius. The man, he called friend several times this season) It´s him, who Loki doesn´t want to lose in the first place.

Loki looks so fucking sad here! I can´t! 50) "It was more about what I wanted."

Not only he says it while we are watching Mobius, but let´s take in the fact, that he says it at all! Like... come on!!! Can´t he be just happy? As soon as he starts thinking that his actions are selfish, Loki will actualy choose what he thinks is better for Mobius and tries to let him go...

The character development in this show is just unbelievable

And finaly: 51) "It´s not about where, when or why. It´s about WHO."

... said Loki, after very, very, VERY long look at Mobius. --------------- Anyway. That´s the check-list. In total, I counted 51 Lokius moment, but if anyone caught something I didn´t, feel free to correct me! the more, the better! 😁 It´s a hella lot of Lokius content. especially since I didn´t expected, like... not even third of it. So yeah. Last part will be kind of a conclusion. I will try to look at possibilities, what could all this mean. What could be the actual intent of writers and filmakers etc. And, simply put it, asking: WHAT THE FUCK 😳

[valenfield-inspo]

Valenfield thoughts:

-They've both been through So Much Shit together that it's almost impossible to surprise them any more. They're still careful, because you have to be, fighting bioterrorism, but you get the idea. They both have their own codes and signals for shit, like shorthand. This includes things like a code for using different colored signal flares, or to use when they're talking over the radio.

-They both carry around some sort of multitool, possibly on a keychain. Honestly, they'd carry around a damn toolbox (or explosives- because hey, if you can't unlock the door, blow it off its hinges!) if they could, but usually that gets in the way of all their guns.

-They both know how to pick locks, now, tho Jill is still better at it than Chris is. Jill insisted he learn. He still probably carries around a tool that can saw through locks, when he can spare the inventory space. If he can't: explosives it is, then! Any time Jill hears a muffled explosion somewhere, she just kinda smirks, like, "Yep, that's Chris". It's honestly kinda comforting, at this point.

-They both carry around magnums, because those things are POWERFUL in the RE-verse. And they're easier to carry around than heavy weapons, like grenade launchers and such. (That was one thing that bothered me in the RE movies like Death Island. Leon shows up, and the most he packed for a bioterrorism mission was a few pistols?! The fuck?! Why wouldn't they have him go in heavily armed?! Of course, I guess you could ask the same for the BSAA troops in RE6...)

-They have little weapon charms of one another, because Chris thought it'd be cute. Chris has one of Claire, too, and she of him. Both Chris and Jill have one of Rebecca. (I could see Chris also having one of Sheva and maybe Piers, but the Piers one makes me sad.)

-Speaking of charms: Them having a little shooting contest/date at the Merchant's shooting range (because the Merchant totally survived RE4; or at least, his business practices did). Which might be how they got the gun charms. Anyway, it was cute 💖 Sometimes it's just nice to relax and shoot at targets, y'know? Especially when you don't have to worry about ammo.

-They both have nightmares, and they both know how to calm one another down from them. They'll just lay in bed, afterwards, just talking with one another, if they can't sleep. It helps.

-🍮

The 1st one I definitely agree that nothing would surprise them much anymore considering what they have faced together and separately, but they would still have their guards up for sure. I definitely could see them having their own codes of communicating with each other on the job b/c you never know who could be listening in as their trust of the BSAA is wary enough as is. I mean they have been stabbed in the back before by their captain in STARS. I could even see them using codes in non-mission things. They could read each other's stares like Chris glancing at Jill and gesturing his head at the exit doors with "Hey wanna get the hell out of here, since the next set of speakers here are full of shit and they have enough asskissers praising them tonight, what's 2 less people?" and Jill nodding and smirking subtlety with "Yeah there are better ways to spend the evening". 😏 🤭

The 2nd one now you know they're always prepared for anything so I could definitely see them carrying multi-functional gadgets or tools. Both definitely wouldn't leave the house without a swiss army knife at the very least. Omg at the 3rd, I bet Jill had a heck of a time training Chris on picking locks. Especially with how much bigger Chris' hands, he would get frustrated pretty easily there, 😂. So yeah he would have the "Fuck it" moment and blast the lock open! 🤣

The charms thing is cute, little mementos with who they have worked with. On the shooting range one, oh they definitely love those. It can be therapeutic and keep their aim sharp. The Merchant would make things more fun there! Ah the nightmares never end, I think they've even accepted that but are comforted that they have each other to get through them on those rough nights. The talks do help. I think they may try watching TV but they'd avoid the news and horror flicks, but I think the laying together and talking is much preferred until they fall asleep. Thank you for sharing Nonnie, feel free to send more whenever you'd like! 💚🩵

[amythetraveler]

Hello there,wonderful reader!!Welcome to my safe space!!

Ive decided to start an acc on tumblr to also share my shifting stuff and my journey to my dr here.

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🦋Realities i want to shift(not in an cretain order):

🦋Dune(yea i havent seen ppl talk abt shifting to this one,so i made this one mainly because of Leto Atreides...Yeah i wanna be his duchess,and he wont die on my dr,that man deserved better),

🦋Stranger Things(im currently choosing between season 1 and 3 because i want to get used to the dr before the events of s4),

🦋Big hero 6(yeah id admit it,im there mainly bc of tadashi and baymax),

🦋Harry Potter(maybe,or maybe not bc it involves war and idk if i would go there tbh),

🦋Berserk(yeah i wanna be guts sister and meet judeau,that man deserved better),

🦋Star Wars sequels(but my dr not being ruined with the whole palapatine thing,or making it better than what it turned out to be in the movies),

🦋Ballerina in 19th century(i wanna be a famous ballet dancer without the racism of that time and various mofifications without making it a 21st century modern dr)

🦋Twilight movies(yeah ik its sound dumb,but i like the 1st movie color pallette,it has SO much blue,and yes im aware of the toxicity of the main couple and jacob as a character)

🦋Game Of Thrones,(with various script ajustments from the shows that we all know)

🦋Castlevania but its 21st Century,(obv with dracula as my so)

🦋The Walking Dead Show,(ik this one is also pretty popular for shifters,but i wanna watch the whole show first),

🦋AND MORE Drs!!(imma updare soon on that)

Dni: Homophobes,rap11ts,anti shifters,ped00s,racists,more!!

ALSO,FORGOT TO MENTION:

Some codes i will use:

😐=Random cr Rant abt my daily life,

🤣=Random Rant i do Abt an movie,series,etc from this Cr,

😍=Random Motivation for u guys(yeah i wanna give motivation to the ones who arent motivated :')

😅=Stuff Abt My Drs Script,

These are "Codes" for when u know of wich dr im talking About or when im talking about an experience in a certain dr:

When im at Castlevania in 21st century=🫠

When im at Game Of Thrones=🎵

When im at Harry potter=🪽

When im At Dune=🏜

When im at Berserk=🌸

When im at Bh6=🧭

When im at Stranger Things=💥

Ballerina in 19th century=✨️

Twilight=💝

SOME STUFF ABT MY CR SELF(AKA ME):

🦋Gender:Female,

🦋Where im from:planet earth :),

🦋pronouns:She/Her,

🦋U can call me amy(i dont like to reveal private info abt me),

🦋I have been on shifting since maybe 2021-2022 and been between leaving it and returning to shifting due to various reasons(mainly bc i cant stick to one dr and keep going until i arrive there lol),

🦋I havent arrived to any of my drs atm(ill update when this happens),

🦋Where i have my scripts:Lifa app(its an app thats on the ios and android,its pretty useful TRUST ME),

Take care and enjoy my blog!!

[j0kers-light]

In Joker's mind, you were just another tool for him to use and discard whenever he saw fit. Your needs didn't matter as long as he got his.

You needed to be put in your place. You were his toy.

Okay, I was reading that one oneshot and I can't stop thinking, would he act always like this after realizing you have had history with Bat? How could reader forgive him after this?

Hey hi anon! 🖤✨

First time I read this I thought, “dang anon got bars” 🔥🔥 but then I read it again. “Wait that’s me!” 🤣

Bat Connections was fun to write. Um to answer your question anon, reader would never forgive Joker after this event. We know her past so for Joker to turn around and do this to her?

Throw in the towel. He messed up. Let’s discuss.

The prosecutors would like to enter evidence A into the case. 

He ignored the Morse code you tapped on his leg and the complete disregard for the safety system the two of you created, shattered your heart.

Y/n is devastated Joker completely ignored your safe word. It’s a slap in the face, a wake up call. The red flags are visible now and it’s time to go.

I have no doubt that Y/n cried in the stairwell and didn’t go back to the apartment after that. There’s no way. I wouldn’t be surprised if she takes shelter at Morgana’s place or worse.. take the long train ride back home.

You can’t stay with Joker anymore. He’s shown you his true colors. He’s not safe to you anymore. But this is Dark!Joker we’re talking about!! He will track you down and try to apologize (ahem manipulate) or simply take you back against your will.

It’s up to you to either fight back or comply. Ahhh! Now I gotta reread this oneshot. 🥰

[sophieinwonderland]

Hello! So I've recently run into a sort of... unique problem, I guess you could say. Basically, one of my headmates and made a blog for herself, which is fine. But then like... almost everyone else in the system also wanted a blog, and there are like 20 of us. That is just not gonna be feasible. I'm going to try neocities and see if that's any more of a possibility, but I'm extremely tech illiterate and HTML confuses me so. I was wondering if you knew of any websites or anything that might let the members of this system each have a little space for themselves while also not killing me in the process. 🤣

I mean, I think Tumblr makes it relatively easy to have multiple secondary blogs and manage them, if you don't mind those blogs having some annoying limitations on some social features, and making it more difficult to block people.

Beyond that, I'm sorry. I really don't have experience on blogging platforms outside of Tumblr.

One thing though is that I would suggest that your headmates evaluate if they actually need their own blogs first, or if they just want their own blog because other headmates do. I mean, I get wanting to have your own space to talk about your own stuff. That's what I'm doing. But most everyone else in our system doesn't have this. Including our host. We have two blogs. Mine and our system blog. Most of our headmates rarely ever post, and so they're perfectly okay sticking with the shared system blog and just stating their name before their post. (We're also a small enough system that we can fit within the Tumblr colors and color-code our posts. 😜)

They'll also borrow mine if they ever want to post in syscourse stuff, since we try to keep the shared blog syscourse-free.

Good luck to you all. I'm sorry I couldn't help, but hopefully someone else will prove more knowledgeable. 💖

[just-a-carrot]

Oh jeez sorry to bother you again so soon but Is there a meaning or symbolism behind each character's theme color? Or was it just because colors are cool? Idk I enjoy dissecting your brain like a frog I look up to you and your writing a lot arghgreugrhuohggrpjrp /pos

a big part of the reason i originally gave them colors at all was because of the way i wrote and designed the narration/dialogue in game. because i mixed narration together with dialogue in the same text boxes, i couldn't use the standard name box style used in a lot of VNs to differentiate who was talking. and even though it's often clear who is talking both from the surrounding narration and context clues, when i first started coding it i noticed there are a few times for instance where there's a short line of dialogue all by itself that would be really hard to figure out who's saying it without a bit more info. so i came up with the idea to put all their individual dialogue in a different color so it was always really clear who was speaking (i also enjoyed how it set apart the dialogue a bit in general)

as for why i chose each color for each character... tbh it was mostly just vibes and me thinking about a color that felt like it fit each of them LDKFAJD there weren't any super specific decisions or thoughts behind them besides that?? you can probably tell at least how some of them were inspired, like orlam's hair inspiring the orange and iggy's outfit inspiring the blue. but besides that there isn't any more hidden meaning. now however i can't even separate them from their colors anymore they've become so much a part of them and ingrained in my mind!! 🤣💦 i really love how each of them has a color and i can easily use those colors whenever i talk about them or draw them, etc.

AND THANK YOU????? DLKAFJDSF 💕

[talyns-fanfics]

Can you do a Kingdom Hearts fanfic of Riku x reader who is a emotionless heartless but also Ansem SoD’s child?

Partners in Crime

Oh my gosh, I have been waiting for someone to request anything Kingdom Hearts. This is the best day. Oh man!

I fell in love with this idea and immediately got to work. I love dad!Ansem. This takes place during the end of KH1 to KH2. I’ll make a little tiny thing for KH3 if requested.

I’m literally watching Coded, right now. 🤣

Btw, I listened to this song while writing. Feel free to listen.

Also, thank you for requesting this. You’re an Angel.🥰

I’m making reader gender neutral with they/them pronouns. Everyone can read this without restrictions of the opposite gender. Also, Y/N is never used.

It wasn’t really known how and/or why Ansem had a child. It was just one of those unexplained things. Maybe he adopted them? Maybe he met another heartless? Maybe he wished them into existence? Who knows. All that’s known is that he had one.

The Heartless Child easily manipulated The Council of Villains along with Riku to capture the Princesses of Heart. Riku never saw The Heartless Child, but felt a draw towards them. His goal at the time was protecting Kairi and Sora, so he wasn’t worried about The Heartless Child.

After defeating Ansem and closing the door to Kingdom Hearts, Riku runs into them. They had (hair length) (color) hair and (color) eyes. They were dressed up in a black bodysuit with a tiny heartless emblem resting over where their heart would be. They were hanging around the old mansion in Twilight Town. He never saw them, but he knew it was them.

He walks up to them, tapping on their shoulder. They turn around. “Oh, hi.” Their voice was monotone. Emotionless. “You’re Riku, right?” They ask him. “How do you know me?” He asks. “I met you. A year ago.” They explain. “I didn’t look like this. You couldn’t have remembered me.” As they continue talking, he remembers something, back when Ansem had control of him.

There was a heartless with Maleficent and Ansem-Riku when they were discussing the Princesses of Heart. The heartless was a different color from most other shadows. They were a considerably lighter shade of(favorite color).

The keyhole wasn’t completed even though all seven princesses were there. Maleficent blames it on Kairi and leaves the room, leaving Ansem-Riku alone with the (favorite color) shadow. The shadow slightly groans, as if communicating. Ansem-Riku smirks, knowing exactly what they said.

Roku was brought back to the present as The Heartless Child continues talking. “I can’t help much with the restoration of Sora’s memories, but I can help with getting rid of The Organization.” They vanish into a dark corridor, leaving Riku confused.

[literally-just-there]

hey hey. 👋 I love these, it's so much fun to see if you're right or not. 😂🤣

I assume you and the informant are poetic romantic lovers, leaving heartfelt words for each other [via letters, notes, etc.] and possibly a few roses once in a while too. 🤔

Oh lord you are right. Seeker and the Informant are indeed romantic lovebirds.

I got a lot of inspiration from the beginning of Seekers Notes, both versions (the beginning of the story was remade not very long ago, it was weird but came with good stuff too).

In the old game incipit, the seeker receives a coded message from the Informant and has to decipher it to then go and meet him for the first time. In the new game incipit, the Informant sends a non coded message to the seeker via a messenger pigeon.

So my headcanons are that they send each other cute letters via pigeon, or leave a cute coded message to the other, just to have fun deciphering it. The Informant even taught Seeker the code he uses with his network! The only disadvantage is that sometimes those cute coded messages get confused with messages for the network. The agents got really confused the first time they saw a letter from the Informant start with "My sweet ray of sunshine".

As for flowers, yes. In her mail, Seeker gets flowers regularly from admirers or as thank-yous, but the Informant also regularly leaves flowers at her door. Always the ones she prefers (sunflowers, daisies, yellow roses, crocuses, daffodils...) and always the same dark blue ribbon so she knows it is from him.

And Seeker gives him flowers too! I headcanon that he likes colourful, not-too-big flowers, and it is a joy for her to get him some! Hence, the network's safehouse is filled with colorful little bouquets and the agents are not complaining.

Alright I said a lot here but god I love talking about these two !

[catis15]

Watching the new mean girls

- NO DAD?!?!

- She wants to leave Africa???

- bitch excited to leave in this one I'm confused

- my gf and I are only watching this for the Regina tits

- watching this with our generation is hilarious, old mean girls was giving Disney this is giving actual HS so far 😂

- SHES EMBROIDERING IN CLASS POP OF

- 'care of myself' 😂😭😭😭

- AND CHOKING 😂😭😂😭

- OMG I LOVE THE GAY BITCHES SHIRT

- my three favorite colors with jaguars I WANT IT IT WOULD GO SO GREAT WITH MY MATCHING TRAPPER KEEPER :000

- my gf is so excited for Regina tits

- I love her necklace 💅

- Gretchen that blank stare is scaring me

- OK SRSLY I NEED JANICE'S ENTIRE GODAMN OUTFIT I STG PLSSS 😭

- old boy toy was cuter he's meh .

- THE OTHER FIRLS REACTION

- GURL STOP STOCKING HIM

- GURL STOP DANCING UR BEING CRINGE

- girl was almost Regina-ed

- Gretchen and Janice so me frfr

I had to stop to cook dinner but I shall be back

- Regina's top low-key cute tho

- love the lion/heyna paralell

- why is her bra showing sm 😭

- I mean good for her tbh but like

- she drives a jeep bitch gay

- my gf is gay panicking over this woman sm 😂

- bestiiiies

- that's a lot of pink

- is Regina choking himmmm

- I want to be an art therapist once im done with medical research 🥲

- she's so real like gurl I can't comfort u bish 😭

- 'mama called me beautiful I don't believe her anymore' 😭😭😭😭 baby girl noooo

- hetero alyship 😭

- she's not wrong about Halloween

- girl don't be so gullible

- boy don't follow her

- stupid stupid horny boy

- my gf is no better ATM 😂😂😂

- THEY WERE EVERYTHING 😭

- it's yes Katty not yes bitch 😭

- tho can confirm if say yes bitch or yes queen or he's gurl 😶

- girl code my ass girlcodr this bitch

- poor girl just selling candy canes 😂😭

- poor Gretchen 🥹

- those juicy added details

- love how she just closes the door 😶

- REGINA U DIDN'T

- it's not babiesh and this was not in the original 😭

- is my guy singing in French 👁️👄👁️

- he got a voice tho

- Kevin's parents 🥹

- the insurance so rl

- babydoll Gretchen noooo 😭

- her mom lmaoooo 🤣🤣🤣

- oh nuuuuu girl needs thigh day more than ever poor babes

- that's just unprofessional 🤣😭

- as a red head yes ty ty we are superior

- guuuurl her eyeshadow slays sm

- the lighting symbolism slays tbh

- owie

- her ass fine tho

- he was so passive aggressive

- awe he said her name right

- boy likes being dominated too much

- awee

- boy defend yourself that's right!!!

- uh ooooh

- he's in the thiiin I forgot what it's called but omg it's not even a caaaar 🤣😭😭😭

- as an art kid this huuurtssss

- And I want my pink shirt 🤣😭

- ughshajaj the lighting in this movie 😫

- damn she had a point she was nice to Katty and maybe she's just used to being used 🥹

- it's the boob bounce for me

- it's the tittly slap for me 😭

- I miss the animal music and narration during this scene won't lie

- the fannnn

- preaaach about the period sister 😭

- I forgot they are together

- teachers talking faaacts

- I LOVE THIS SONG I SANG ALONG OBVIOUSLY

- ugh those pants and that top I needed them

- play that guitar sweet pea

- ofc my fave song is sung by the artistic lesbian

- and dayum it ended with a bang

- we pulling out the wench card now?! :0

- ope this isn't how it happened in the movie she don't just confess does she??? It's been awhile

- and technically she didn't write it the other two did

- she nicer than me frfr

- OMG it's the dude mean girls 😂❤️

- where do ik her frommm

- the original oml also that new Irish movie

- not the grilled cheese 😂😭

- THIS HAS ONLY HAPPENED ONCE BEFORE 😭😭😭😭🥰🥰

- BITCH STFU

- support ur fellow gals

- HUNNY I DONT KNOW YOUR LIFE

- Girls so neurodivergent I don't take criticism

- welcome to science waaars she's so the math section ✨

- pop off gretch

- gurl u look pretty in that jacket yellow and blue ur colors

- bitch is a compliment goddamit

- WHY DOESN'T HE HAVE A SHIET ON 😭

- a buss pushed me 😂

- I'd think u have to give a speech too NGL lmao

- his gasp

- she's so suped up on pain meds 😂😭

- no vaping and give me that inhaler 😂😭

- factttts u two mwah mwah

- damnn that was a good ending but I wish they would've included the first one with it

[makeitcajun]

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[karahalloway]

Riley handed the color-coded, tabbed, and thick as a copy of War and Peace dossier back to Madeleine, “I appreciate all the hard work you put into this, Madeleine. And since you’ve done such a thorough job, I trust you to fill me in on the most pertinent details so that I don’t have to wade through all of this.”

Lol diplomatic way of saying, 'Where's the executive summary?' 🤣

No one seem to question why Cordonia’s newest duchess, the one that had been a commoner and a foreigner mere months ago, was ruling by the king’s side. Why she, and not any of the Cordonian-born noblewomen, had been given the privileges and responsibilities of the crown.

No one but Riley herself.

I like this point. Because like you said (and this is what I felt as well), TRR3 onwards does not make sense if you choose anyone but Liam. You are not the queen - so why is everyone kow-towing to you as if you were? Surely Liam knows how to run the country better than you, and while he may appreciate your input, he does not need to rope you into everythin (unless he has some kind of ulterior motive...?) Also, how do the rest of the Council / nobility actually feel about the fact that Cordonia's newest Duchess is being raised up at the expense of everyone else...?

She wanted to help. Drake may have been the man she said yes to, but Liam still held a special place in her heart, and she would never be able to tell him no about anything again. Not after saying no to the biggest, most important thing he had ever asked of her and shattering his heart into a million pieces in the process.

Again, when you look at it this way, the fact that Liam brings you back to his side should've raised all sorts of questions / alarm bells. Because how is he going to be able to cope with the fact that he is now constantly going to be with the woman who refused him and is marrying his best friend instead?

Drake had been waiting for her in the private train car. He was standing in the hallway, leaning against the wall, phone in hand when he heard the door slide open. His eyes flicked from the phone screen to his fiancée, then back to the phone screen before jerking up to find her again. He fumbled the phone, barely keeping it in his grasp as his eyes raked greedily down her body, “Riley! Wow!”

Drake shook his head with a laugh at the reference to the suit he was wearing. The button-down shirt wasn’t a far cry from his usual, just dressier than denim. The jacket and slacks were an upgrade, but he still refused to wear a tie.

Yesss! I have the same HC about Drake and ties 🥰

But where did that leave her husband to be, she wondered as she watched him fidget with the collar of his shirt. It was sweet that he was willing to push himself outside his comfort zone for her, but she didn’t like that he felt like he had to.

Yes, an intractible dilemma... 😔 Guess we'll find out just how much he is actually willing to put up with before he snaps 🫣

“Thank you,” she felt her face color not at the compliment as much as the obvious effect she was having on her former lover. She shot a glance sideways at Drake to see if it upset him but he didn’t seem to notice.

Drake talked about the deep-sea fishing off the coast of Portavira as they drove. Riley’s eyes lifted slowly to meet Liam’s. It wasn’t the first time she had caught him staring at her with frank unadorned longing on his face. The sexual tension still hung in the air between them, so thick it was almost suffocating and how her intended never noticed it was beyond her.

The yearning disappeared from his face as he composed it into a cordial smile the moment he noticed her looking, but the damage had been done. Warmth had already exploded inside her, heating her blood and making her heart race. She glanced quickly away and slipped her hand into Drake’s to steady herself.

😶‍🌫️

Drake started to tear off a piece of his bread bowl but froze as his eyes flitted around the table. Everyone else was eating the bisque with a spoon. He sighed as he picked up his own spoon, wondering what the point of a bread bowl was if you weren’t going to eat it.

Christ, it's like Princess Diaries - Walker Makeover 😓 I do feel sorry for him. Because this is definately not who he is, and it does not come as easily to him as it seems to come to Riley.

“It’s an amazing view!” Drake agreed, “It would make a great painting or postcard! I’d love to have a postcard of this place!”

“We don’t have…er, postcards..” Emmeline gave him a puzzled look.

“I just meant it’s a great view…” Drake trailed off in frustration. This was why he hated socializing. It was stupid.

I actually cringed at this convo...

He sighed as he leaned back in his chair. Fuck it. He tore off a chunk of bread and dunked it in the bisque before bringing it to his mouth. He closed his eyes briefly in appreciation as he chewed. Delicious!

That’s how you were supposed to deal with a bread bowl. He met Riley’s eyes across the table. She was biting back an amused smile, her eyes sparkling with mirth. He had to repress one of his own as he shook his head ever so slightly.

Yes! I love that he just says fuck it and does his own thing! If I remember correctly he makes much more of an effort (and falls on his more) in canon And I love that Riley encourages him 🥰

“I was just complimenting Riley on her diplomacy skills,” Liam smothered his irritation. Drake was with her nearly every minute of the day. All Liam wanted was a few moments of her time, a few crumbs of her attention.

I can see this boiling over into an out-and-out rivalry 😬

He returned the kiss with all the passion she’d come to expect from him. He showed his love through physical touch and acts of service. He wasn’t great with words, but god did he know how to let his body do the talking for him.

“Good! Now, if you’re ready, I’ve taken the liberty of procuring a boat for the evening’s tutorial!” He gestured to what looked to be a forty-foot yacht waiting at the end of the pier.

'Boat'... 🤣🤣🤣

Riley’s eyes scanned the deck of the Italian yacht. Full crew. Chilled champagne, Armand de Brignac, her favorite brand, two Baccarat champagne flutes. There was no way this had been an impromptu rental.

🤣🤣🤣 Sorry... I know Liam had this all planned out from the start, but in my head, if it had been a last minute thing, I can just imagine everyone at the port, the yacht, literally half the country going like 'Oh, shit! We need a boat! We need a crew! We need this super specific champagne! Have we got ice?! We need ice, people!'

“There is one more thing I can teach you, Riley….” He turned his body to face her, his arm resting across the back of the seating, “body language. You asked about nonverbals. I have a few suggestions.”

She leaned toward him, “I’m all ears!”

“Did you know that roughly eighty percent of communication is nonverbal?”

Hmm... Now that I am re-reading this in your version, I am totally like... body language, eh...?

“Aww, he’s got a tell!”

“That’s how I first realized he had feelings for you….”

EEEeee! I love that you are mentioning this! Because Chris kinda has a very similar conversation with Harper in Intentions, and I don't think this is normally a point that gets explored by many authors

“Hey, Riley, why can’t you hear a pterodactyl going to the bathroom?”

“What?” She laughed, “Why?”

“Because the “P” is silent!”

OMG 🤣🤣🤣🤣 In my head that is exactly the kind of joke Liam would tell - a dad joke 😆

“Okay, okay, okay!” She gasped, “I’m done! No more dad jokes, okay?”

hahahahahaha! Same thought again! 🤣

The unadorned longing was back in his face, and he wasn’t trying to hide it this time.

“I want to kiss you,” he whispered.

He waited for her to object.

She licked her lips.

I have to admit, that when you told me about this initially, it played out a bit differently in my head... Like Liam catches her by surprise or something. But she actually wants it! 😱 I know she's still got feelings for him, and feels bad for turning him down, but THIS IS EXACTLY THE KIND OF SITUATION THAT LED TO HEIR APPARENT! Drake's going to be piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiissed😬 Okay I'm done 😅

The bigger issue was how she was going to explain what had happened to her fiancée. Especially when she wasn’t sure she understood it herself.

The De Facto Queen Chapter One: Queen Without a Crown

Series: The De Facto Queen

Fandom: The Royal Romance

Pairings: Riley x Drake, Riley x Liam

Rating: Teen

Warnings for this chapter: Language

Word Count: 5,355

A/N: Extensive Author's Note

My other stuff: Master List.

Unity Tour, Day 2, Portavira

Riley handed the color-coded, tabbed, and thick as a copy of War and Peace dossier back to Madeleine, “I appreciate all the hard work you put into this, Madeleine. And since you’ve done such a thorough job, I trust you to fill me in on the most pertinent details so that I don’t have to wade through all of this.”

Things had been crazy since Drake had been released from the hospital. There had been a press conference announcing their engagement, wedding planners had practically taken up residence at the palace, and there had been an entire security detail assigned to Riley that had taken some getting used to. She wasn’t accustomed to having people follow her everywhere she went. She had protested that it certainly wasn’t necessary inside the palace but both Liam and Drake had overruled her.

She had wanted to move into Valtoria as soon as possible but again she’d been overruled by both men who insisted that the estate be fortified and locked down as securely as the palace itself prior to her taking up residence.

These two men were going to be the death of her.

Drake, though still recovering from a bullet wound, had thrown himself vigorously into building her security team, as well as the one for Valtoria and he was both meticulously exacting and excruciatingly detailed oriented.

Liam seemed determined to make her queen in all but name. Her security detail wasn’t being called a queen’s guard, but it followed the exact structure of one. She was privy to details no one outside of herself and Liam knew. She received the same daily intelligence briefings as the king. She was given security clearances and thrust headlong into ruling.

No one seem to question why Cordonia’s newest duchess, the one that had been a commoner and a foreigner mere months ago, was ruling by the king’s side. Why she, and not any of the Cordonian-born noblewomen, had been given the privileges and responsibilities of the crown.

No one but Riley herself.

She assumed, and Drake verified, that it was because Liam trusted her, and he needed a ruling partner. It was too great a job for one person alone, that was the whole reason for the marriage provision in the succession laws in the first place.

She wanted to help. Drake may have been the man she said yes to, but Liam still held a special place in her heart, and she would never be able to tell him no about anything again. Not after saying no to the biggest, most important thing he had ever asked of her and shattering his heart into a million pieces in the process.

The memory of that night still physically hurt whenever it pushed its way into her consciousness. Staying busy actually helped distract her from that, and from the fact that her fiancée had almost died when he took a bullet meant for her. Those first hours when she thought she might lose him had nearly destroyed her. If she sat still too long, the fact that the perpetrator was still out there somewhere started to eat away at her, gnawing at her sense of safety and threatening her very sanity.

So, she’d thrown herself headlong into the business of governing.

Preparations for the Five Kingdom’s Festival, planning the Unity Tour, and being brought up to speed on the investigation into the attack at the Homecoming Ball had kept her in seemingly endless meetings with Liam, The Royal Council, and the heads of the Cordonian Armed Forces.

All that was on top of scheduling engagement pictures, the engagement party, private fittings for a custom-made dress, picking out flowers, and cake…… thank god she had Hana and Max to run point on all things wedding related. Still, the final decisions rested in her hands.

Then the attack on the orchards had happened, thrusting her somehow into a public relations role. Her, of all people. She attended meetings in the situation room with Liam and Drake, conferred with the palace’s PR team, scoured intelligence briefings, and made public statements to the press, hoping that she had found the right words to calm and reassure the people. Even though she herself often felt far from calm or assured of anything.

But the most difficult thing she’d done by far was swallowing her pride and convincing Madeleine to work for her.

Now she was standing in front of a full-length mirror having a strategy meeting with the woman that had been the bane of her existence for the entirety of the engagement tour, while Max held up dresses for her approval and Hana picked out her accessories.

“This one is the Ebrim house colors!” Max enthused.

“You haven’t steered me wrong yet,” Riley took the dress out of his hands and tried it on.

She admired herself in the mirror. The floor-length purple dress was sparkly with a plunging neckline, putting her cleavage on prominent display. She twisted one way then the other checking out how the dress hugged her curves before nodding in approval, “This is the one!”

She was rewarded an hour later when she exited the dressing room and saw her future husband’s face light up.

Drake had been waiting for her in the private train car. He was standing in the hallway, leaning against the wall, phone in hand when he heard the door slide open. His eyes flicked from the phone screen to his fiancée, then back to the phone screen before jerking up to find her again. He fumbled the phone, barely keeping it in his grasp as his eyes raked greedily down her body, “Riley! Wow!”

“You like it?” She smiled as she spun to give him the full effect.

“Like it?” He pushed away from the wall and pocketed the phone so he could pull her into his arms, “That dress nearly killed me! Are you sure it’s not overkill for an informal dinner?”

“Oh honey, nothing involving crown business is ever really informal,” she told him as she tipped her head to the side to give him access to her neck.

He knew the drill. No mussing up the hair and makeup before a royal event. After, and sometimes even during if they could sneak away, all bets were off. But perfection was required for making a proper entrance.

There was no lipstick to smear on the side of her neck and he loved the way she shivered when he peppered it with kisses. Her low moan and the feel of her body trembling in his arms just pushed his anticipation for the end of the night higher.

“Fuck, baby,” he whispered in her ear, “you have no idea the torture you put me through…”

“Oh, I have some idea,” she told him with a teasing smile as she pulled away, “You look pretty good yourself, Walker.”

Drake shook his head with a laugh at the reference to the suit he was wearing. The button-down shirt wasn’t a far cry from his usual, just dressier than denim. The jacket and slacks were an upgrade, but he still refused to wear a tie.

She didn’t care what he wore. The denim was fine with her. He was the one determined to fit into a world he’d always hated.

For her.

She sighed as she ran a hand down his chest and thought, not for the first time, that maybe she should have declined Liam’s request for help with…well, everything.

But she wanted to help him. She wanted to be involved. She liked making a difference in the world. And as it turned out, she was good at it! She fit seamlessly into Liam’s world.

But where did that leave her husband to be, she wondered as she watched him fidget with the collar of his shirt. It was sweet that he was willing to push himself outside his comfort zone for her, but she didn’t like that he felt like he had to.

She reached up and undid the top button, “Let yourself breathe babe.”

“I just don’t want to do anything to embarrass you tonight.”

“You couldn’t if you tried. I love you. Now, come on before we’re late, Liam is probably already out front waiting on us.”

Liam was indeed standing next to the limo when they exited the train. His face went slack when he saw her, “Riley! You look amazing!”

“Thank you,” she felt her face color not at the compliment as much as the obvious effect she was having on her former lover. She shot a glance sideways at Drake to see if it upset him but he didn’t seem to notice.

Liam recovered quickly, smoothing his face back into polite monarch mode and giving her a chaste peck on the cheek before helping her into the limo and then sliding in after her. He took the seat across from her. Drake slipped into the seat next to her.

Drake talked about the deep-sea fishing off the coast of Portavira as they drove. Riley’s eyes lifted slowly to meet Liam’s. It wasn’t the first time she had caught him staring at her with frank unadorned longing on his face. The sexual tension still hung in the air between them, so thick it was almost suffocating and how her intended never noticed it was beyond her.

The yearning disappeared from his face as he composed it into a cordial smile the moment he noticed her looking, but the damage had been done. Warmth had already exploded inside her, heating her blood and making her heart race. She glanced quickly away and slipped her hand into Drake’s to steady herself.

She had made her choice and she was in love with the man she had committed to. Drake gave her everything she could ask for from a man and so much more. He was loyal and brave, funny and kind, intelligent and endearing. He centered her, he calmed her, he grounded her. She loved everything about him. The deep rumbling of his voice, the way his hair fell in his eyes but he refused to cut it, the way he talked with his hands when something excited him, the way he loved with his whole heart. She loved his snarkiness, his sharp, witty repartee that kept her on her toes and she loved the tender, soul-baring honesty of the declarations he whispered to her when no one else was around to hear. She loved him.

But Liam still ignited a fire within her with every glance, every seemingly innocent touch and she had no idea what to do about it other than ignore it and hope it went away.

“How does that sound?” Drake asked as the car coasted to a stop in front of the seaside restaurant they were meeting the Ebrims at.

“That sounds lovely,” Riley responded, hoping it was the right answer.

“Great! I’ll find out where I can rent a boat for tomorrow night!”

Greetings and pleasantries were exchanged, seats were taken, orders were placed and the conversation turned to the weather.

“You’ve probably seen the news about the wedding,” Drake said as a way to segue into the topic they were really there to discuss.

“We have! Congratulations to both of you,” Landon responded.

“Thank you,” Riley beamed at him, “We would like to personally extend an invitation to all of you!”

While Liam and Riley attempt to sway the Ebrims toward attending the wedding, the waiters set piping hot bread bowls filled with steaming bisque in front of them.

Drake started to tear off a piece of his bread bowl but froze as his eyes flitted around the table. Everyone else was eating the bisque with a spoon. He sighed as he picked up his own spoon, wondering what the point of a bread bowl was if you weren’t going to eat it.

“This is a nice place you’ve got here,” Drake commented when there was a lull in the conversation.

“The restaurant?” Landon asked, “We don’t own the restaurant.”

“No, of course not,” Drake stammered, “I just meant the whole duchy. It’s very nice.”

“It is quite lovely,” Hana agreed.

“And this food is amazing!” Max added, “Kudos to the chef!”

“Thank you,” Landon smiled at them, “This is my favorite restaurant, because of the food and the view.”

“It’s an amazing view!” Drake agreed, “It would make a great painting or postcard! I’d love to have a postcard of this place!”

“We don’t have…er, postcards..” Emmeline gave him a puzzled look.

“I just meant it’s a great view…” Drake trailed off in frustration. This was why he hated socializing. It was stupid.

He sighed as he leaned back in his chair. Fuck it. He tore off a chunk of bread and dunked it in the bisque before bringing it to his mouth. He closed his eyes briefly in appreciation as he chewed. Delicious!

That’s how you were supposed to deal with a bread bowl. He met Riley’s eyes across the table. She was biting back an amused smile, her eyes sparkling with mirth. He had to repress one of his own as he shook his head ever so slightly.

One glance and he knew that she knew the exact thoughts that had spilled through his brain. She really got him. And she shared his disdain for the superficial, hypocritical bullshit of court. The difference between them was that she knew how to play the game and could do it without letting it get to her.

Catty, backstabbing, and backhanded compliments rolled right off her. She suffered fools patiently with a serene smile pasted on her face. She charmed and coaxed the nobility, she turned fence-sitters into allies and enemies into fence-sitters. And she did it all without the extensive lifelong training that Leo and Liam had received.

Not that those lessons had taken in Leo’s case.

As angry as Drake had once been at Leo, he recognized that Riley would never have come into his life otherwise. If Liam hadn’t been thrust into the role of crown prince, they never would have been in New York that night. He couldn’t regret that.

Riley’s attention was pulled from Drake as the conversation turned to the devastating floods that had recently ravaged the port community.

She was instantly on alert. This was something they could use. Her eyes met Liam’s over her water glass. He gave her an imperceptible nod. She knew they were thinking the same thing. They were perfectly in tune like that. They made a formidable diplomatic team. Turning to Landon, she asked, “Is there anything we can do to help?”

“I’ve allocated crown resources of course,” Liam added, “but if there’s anything Riley and I can personally do…”

“We’re here to help.” She finished his sentence.

Liam felt pride stir in his chest. She had them. She always did. He had never worked a room with anyone as in synch with him as she was. Not Leo, not his father, no one. They made an unstoppable team and he regretted that he had ever questioned her suitability for the role.

The way she had handled the press after the attack on the orchards had cemented for him just how perfect she was for the role. When she had told the press, and the public, that “No true king would give in to their demands!” he had known then and there that she was exactly the woman he needed by his side.

His father had been wrong. The council had been wrong. She was perfect for the role. She was perfect for him.

But she wasn’t his.

His eyes flicked across the table to Drake, taking in the way his best friend’s eyes lingered on her, the soft, contented smile on his face as he watched her and he felt guilt, anger, and loss punch him in the gut in rapid succession.

The dinner wrapped up with promises for Riley and Liam and their entourage to join the charity polo match the following day. As everyone prepared to leave for the Ebrim estate, Liam pulled Riley to the side, “That was very well done.”

“Thank you, but I know I’m not quite at your level.”

“What are you talking about?” Drake walked up behind her, slipping his arms around her waist.

“I was just complimenting Riley on her diplomacy skills,” Liam smothered his irritation. Drake was with her nearly every minute of the day. All Liam wanted was a few moments of her time, a few crumbs of her attention.

Riley smiled as she ran her hands along the arms that encircled her, “And I was telling him that I feel like I still need some work. My nonverbal communication could use some polishing.”

“Well, I think you’re perfect!” Drake kissed her neck, just behind her ear.

“Mm,” Riley smiled and relaxed back into him.

Liam cleared his throat, “Yes, well... Riley does display a natural propensity for diplomacy, but she could benefit from a crash course in body language management.”

“Yes!” Riley agreed.

“I would be more than happy to give you a few pointers. Right now, if you like. So you’re more prepared for tomorrow.”

“That would be great, Liam!”

“Okay,” Drake released her, “I’ll meet you back at the Ebrim’s.”

“Wait, you’re leaving?”

Drake’s eyes went to Liam and back to Riley, “Yeah…I don’t think I’m required for this. We all know that I’m never going to be good at it no matter how many pointers Liam has to offer.”

“I’ll wait over there,” Liam pointed toward the nearest dock, “while you say goodbye.”

Riley spun in Drake’s arms, “Diplomacy isn’t your strong suit. That’s why you don’t do it, remember?”

He combed his fingers through her hair as he spoke, “Yeah, but…I just want to be an asset to you, Riley, not an embarrassment…”

“Oh, Drake, you big marshmallow, you could never be an embarrassment! Are you kidding me? I prefer you just the way you are, rough edges and all!”

“Really?”

“Really!” She went up on her tiptoes, bringing her lips to his.

He returned the kiss with all the passion she’d come to expect from him. He showed his love through physical touch and acts of service. He wasn’t great with words, but god did he know how to let his body do the talking for him.

“I love you the way you are,” she told him when she pulled away, “You don’t need to change for me. Besides, you’re good at so many other things.”

“Oh yeah, like what?”

“Security for one. You’re a genius at it. Do you think Liam knows what securing the perimeter or shoring up the flank means?”

“Yes.”

“Would he know how to do either thing?”

“No.”

“And he sure doesn’t have your extensive knowledge of weapons, or horses, or martial arts, does he?”

“Yeah, but-“

“But nothing, mister! I’m the one that agreed to help Liam with all the crown business, not you. There’s no reason you have to be good at any of this!”

“I just don’t want you to think I don’t care about the things that are important to you!”

“And I don’t want you to feel like you have to change for me,” she insisted.

“Okay, you’re right,” he sighed with relief, “Does that mean I don’t have to do any more of these fancy dinners?”

“Not if you don’t want to! But you do have to play polo tomorrow, sorry.”

“Meh. Smacking a ball with a mallet is more up my alley than worrying about which fork I’m using anyway. And there are horses involved, so I’m all good!”

“Good! Now kiss me again before you leave!”

She was a little breathless when they pulled apart. He made her go weak in the knees and the cocky grin on his face told her that he knew it.

“I’ll be waiting at Penelope’s,” he whispered in her ear before glancing up and giving Liam a wave goodbye.

She watched him walk away then turned and made her way to the railing next to the dock where Liam was patiently waiting.

“Everything okay?” He asked.

“Yes, fine,” Riley replied.

“Good! Now, if you’re ready, I’ve taken the liberty of procuring a boat for the evening’s tutorial!” He gestured to what looked to be a forty-foot yacht waiting at the end of the pier.

“Oh, wow! How did you manage that on literally no notice?”

He gave her a dazzling smile as he offered her his arm, “A man can’t reveal all his secrets, can he?”

“Fine. Keep your secrets,” she teased as she took his arm, “Lead on Captain Liam! Or should I say King Captain Liam?”

“I can do without the ‘King’ once in a while. I preferred it when I was ‘just Liam’ to you….” He trailed off as his eyes traced across her face.

She looked out over the water, away from him, hoping the darkening of the sky as evening faded into night hid the pink that flamed across her cheeks. “You’ll always be just Liam to me,” she replied quietly.

“I can’t begin to tell you how much it pleases me to hear that.” He told her as they walked down the dock and boarded the ship.

“Shall we?” he gestured to a row of lounge seats attached to the railing.

She took a seat as the yacht glided away from the dock and headed further into the Mediterranean. “It’s a beautiful evening.” She inhaled the night air deeply basking in the peacefulness. There was a beautiful starlit sky, and the weather was a perfect autumn temperature, not too hot, not too cold with just a hint of a breeze drifting off the water.

“I’ve always loved how quiet things are on the water. I could stare at it all night,” Liam said, “But I promised you lessons and the first lesson calls for props!” He pulled a chilled container out from under the deck’s bar and uncorked a bottle of champagne, pouring two glasses as he talked about toasts.

Riley’s eyes scanned the deck of the Italian yacht. Full crew. Chilled champagne, Armand de Brignac, her favorite brand, two Baccarat champagne flutes. There was no way this had been an impromptu rental. She was suddenly uncomfortably aware that they had not been alone together since the Statue of Liberty.

The night she had rejected him.

The night they had the most mind-blowing sex of their relationship inside the statue. She turned her head and rested her chin on the railing, pretending to stare out over the water to cover up her sudden nervousness.

Liam took the seat next to her and handed her a glass of champagne as the boat slowed to a stop and dropped anchor.

Liam talked, Riley listened and then they played out several scenarios involving toasts. Liam proposed hypothetical diplomatic landmines and Riley successfully navigated her way around all of them. She slowly relaxed as Liam’s nothing but professional and polite conversation and the effects of the alcohol soothed her.

“Look at you,” Liam smiled, “I told you, you’re naturally good at this. You barely need me.”

“I’m sure that’s not true,” she returned his smile.

“There is one more thing I can teach you, Riley….” He turned his body to face her, his arm resting across the back of the seating, “body language. You asked about nonverbals. I have a few suggestions.”

She leaned toward him, “I’m all ears!”

“Did you know that roughly eighty percent of communication is nonverbal?”

“What? That much? No!”

“Oh, it is! You can tell a lot about what people don’t want you to know by paying attention to their body language and facial expressions. You can learn to read the signals people give off unintentionally. Take Drake for instance, you can tell when he’s with someone he trusts, he hooks his fingers in his pockets when he feels comfortable.”

“Aww, he’s got a tell!”

“That’s how I first realized he had feelings for you….”

“What?” She was startled at the sudden shift the conversation had taken.

“He was relaxed and comfortable in your presence when it was just the two of you. The times you were together, but apart from the rest of the group, for instance, in a crowded ballroom, but in a back corner out of the way of said crowd. Reversely, he was nervous when the two of you were around other people. Especially me.”

Very rarely was Riley ever struck speechless, but that did it. “I…”

His eyes searched her face, “You didn’t know?”

“Know….what?”

“That he had feelings for you from the beginning.”

“I didn’t know,” she replied quietly, eyes dropping to her lap.

“That’s what I thought,” Liam responded thoughtfully as he twirled the glass in his hand, watching the remaining liquid swirl around the sides, “Nice to know I haven’t lost my touch reading people.”

She reached for his arm, “Liam, I’m sorry-“

“What?” he looked up from his glass, “No, no! I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable! I’m the one that’s sorry! Let’s…Let’s get back to those lessons!”

“Are you sure you don’t want to talk about it?”

“I’m sure!” He diffused the situation with humor. Making her laugh had always been easy. They shared the same sense of humor. “Hey, Riley, why can’t you hear a pterodactyl going to the bathroom?”

“What?” She laughed, “Why?”

“Because the “P” is silent!”

“Oh, my God!” She covered her mouth as laughter shook her body, “That was bad!”

“So bad it was good?”

“No!”

“But you’re laughing!” Her laughter made him laugh, which made her laugh harder.

“Okay, okay, okay!” She gasped, “I’m done! No more dad jokes, okay?”

“No promises,” he shook his head with a smile, “ready to get back to it?”

She wiped the tears of mirth from the corners of her eyes, “Yeah, I’m ready!”

Twenty minutes later she felt she had a good grasp of the concept. “Wait, wait, wait! Watch this!” She smoothed out her expression letting her face go blank, “What did that say?”

“Very little…which is the whole point. You’re the perfect example of courtly composure.”

“Thank you!” she let her smile rush back.

“Thank you, Riley, for agreeing to help me with all the diplomatic stuff. You’ve fallen into the role so well, it’s like you were born to it, honestly. You’re perfect.”

The unadorned longing was back in his face, and he wasn’t trying to hide it this time.

“Thanks,” Riley turned her head away to watch the play of the boat’s lights along the water as a myriad of emotions collided inside her. The only sound was the peaceful lapping of waves against the boat’s hull as it drifted through the harbor.

They sat in silence, staring out over the water, both lost in their own thoughts for a good while.

“In peaceful moments like this, you can almost forget what the region has been through,” Liam broke the silence and changed the subject, “They’ve had more natural disasters in the past few months than most of Cordonia has faced in years.”

The self-blame in his voice brought her up short, “Hey, don’t go feeling responsible for that. Kings can’t prevent earthquakes or floods, or meteor strikes!”

“If we could, that would be quite a superpower,” he chuckled softly, before heaving a sigh of discontent, “I don’t blame myself for this, Riley…but it’s hard not to feel my reign thus far has been one crisis after another.”

“Liam…”

He tipped his head back and looked up at the stars, “Riley….do you think I’m doing enough for Cordonia?”

“Of course you are! Things might be hard right now, but you’ll learn as you go,” she reached over without thinking and took his hand in hers. “And you’ll have me by your side.”

He turned his head to search her eyes and she suddenly became hyperaware of just how close they were to each other. She stopped breathing for a heartbeat.

He ran a hand gently down the side of her face as she dropped her gaze to her lap. His feather-light touch sent goosebumps chasing down her spine. Using a finger and thumb, he grasped her chin and tipped her head up. His thumb ghosted across her lips,  “I want to kiss you,” he whispered.

He waited for her to object.

She licked her lips.

His mouth met hers, and her lips parted,  his tongue slid softly against hers, moving languidly. One arm wrapped around her waist and tugged her closer, as the other continued to caress her face before moving to tangle in her hair.

She leaned into that kiss, her heart rate speeding up as her hands slid up his chest.

He pulled her closer and kissed her harder.

She pushed him away, gasping for air, “Liam….”

“I know, I’m sorry,” he reached for her, and their hands entwined with each other, his forehead resting on hers, “I got carried away. It won’t happen again. Please accept my apologies. I couldn’t bear to lose your friendship, Riley!”

“Liam…I….” Her whole body was trembling.

The two of them alone in the moonlight brought so many memories rushing back. All of the good ones.

But even the bad ones weren't so bad anymore. They had worked past coronation night, they had worked past her refusal of his proposal. They had salvaged a friendship and forged a working relationship. At least that’s what she had believed until this moment.

She still loved him. The realization hit her like a freight train. Then guilt plowed right into her, and she pulled away from him and jumped to her feet, “I guess we should…get back…”

“Certainly, if that’s what you want,” Liam stood immediately, reaching for her again, “but please tell me that my unwelcome slip-up won’t affect our working together, or our friendship,” he pleaded.

“That’s the problem, Liam….it wasn’t unwelcomed.”

“Oh! I…I’m not sure I understand….”

“Neither do I!” She fought back tears, “but it can’t happen again!”

“Of course not!”

“And I have to tell Drake!”

“Are you sure that’s wise?” Liam asked hesitantly.

“Yes? No…maybe?”

“Whatever you think is best. I’ll follow your lead on this.”

It had been an accident, a momentary slip-up. If it was never repeated, then maybe she didn’t have to tell him, right? No, she had to tell him. “I…I don’t know, I’m not sure….”

“Well, perhaps sleep on it before you make any rash decisions.”

“I don’t know, Liam….I feel like he has a right to know.”

“I realize I might not be the best person to advise you on this, since I’m the one that just kissed you, so I won’t try. But I need you to know…”

“Know what?” She wasn’t sure if it was anxiety or butterflies clawing through her stomach. Maybe a little of both.

“That I’m here, Riley. For whatever you need.”

“Thank you, Liam. I appreciate that.”

The ride to the Ebrim estate was filled with superficial chit-chat, that felt wrong, forced, and awkward. Which wasn’t what she wanted at all. As the car rolled to a stop she turned and took his hand, “Liam, we don’t have to talk about the damn weather and the fluctuating cost of apples! I know what happened tonight threw us both for a loop but can we just…I don’t know…go back to being us?”

The moment it fell from her lips she realized her error, “I don’t mean us, like us…I mean, our friendship, the way it’s been since-“

“It’s okay, Riley,” he squeezed her hand, “I know what you meant, and I’m gratified that you value our friendship.”

“Okay, good,” she sighed with relief. She and Liam would be okay. If they could get past him allowing her to be drug out of the coronation and her refusing his proposal, they could get past this. It was just one little kiss after all.

The bigger issue was how she was going to explain what had happened to her fiancée. Especially when she wasn’t sure she understood it herself.

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TCF side story 6 discussion (it’s honestly just me freaking out)

MASSIVE SPOILERS FOR THE SIDE STORY BELOW! If you haven’t read it yet, go read it and than come here again and freak out with me

Right off the bat

Ok after getting that out of my system, there is so much to talk about! This chapter dropped bomb after bomb!

Super Rock becoming the God of Protection! Didn’t see that one coming tbh. I wonder if he knows about the conversations ancient power him and Cale have. That would be hilarious.

And was the red head with him Fire of Destruction? I think it’s him. God of Death even called him cheapskate. It’s definitely him.

God of Death stalking observing Kim Rok Soo and Cage since birth doesn’t even phase me. He’s always lovingly annoyed those two

I wonder why the Chois had so many single lifers? GoD even wrote that fact on his journals. It’s weird.

Sun Goddess atoning by staying in the shadows, didn’t expect that. Tho things would have been resolved faster if you, you know, SEND AN ORACLE SAYING YOU HAVE NOTHING AGAINST THE DARK ATTRIBUTE ANYMORE!! LITERALLY COULD HAVE SOLVED SO MUCH SHIT ANGELINA!! Come on girl! Tho I’m curious why does she want to reincarnate. What’s that gonna do?

TELL👏🏻US👏🏻GOD OF DEATH’S👏🏻PAST👏🏻

Why did he kill his friend if he didn’t want to become a god? Why did he search for death so helplessly? Why does he hate hunters so much? Why does he mess with the Chois? What’s his reason for meddling so much? WHAT’S HIS NAME!?

Choi Jung Gun beating the shit out of God of Death with a broom in the Sun Goddess warehouse was not something I would have ever imagined but I’m not surprised tbh🤣

God of Death being scared of Lee Soo Hyuk to the point that he doubted if he was really a human was amazing. I agree Lee Soo Hyuk is freakishly scary dude.

THE WOLF KING?!?!?!

So many gods were introduced! But why did we get nothing on the God of War? I WANT TO KNOW MORE ABOUT THEM DUDE!!

Cale and Choi Han being candidates to meet the God of Hope! *whispers* The chances of Cale reaching godhood just keep increasing

Choi Jung Soo throwing a dinner party to commemorate the occasion of ‘Cale Henituse who entered the fiery pit on his own like usual.’ WHEEZE🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Jung Soo you little shit why do you do your bro dirty like this🤣🤣🤣🤣

FUCK GOD OF BALANCE!! FUCK HIM!! FUCK YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!

Fuck no! You hear me! FUCK! NO!

“His yellow eyes shone” I would like to know, did God of Death’s eyes shine yellow here, or did God of Balance’s? Because previously God of Death was described to have black eyes but if his eyes change color that would be dope as fuck.

“When the God of Death thought about it, he was sure that something that would seriously irritate that god would happen in the future” You know what that’s code for. Demons. God of Death could also be talking about the hunters but the reason why I believe it’s about the demonic race is that he didn’t show much of a reaction while thinking about “them” while a few minutes ago just the mere random thought about hunters agitated him so much it affected his space.

God of Death being seriously scared of Choi Jung Gun, Choi Jung Soo, Lee Soo Hyuk and Cale is honestly hilarious. Like You’re a divine being, one of the most powerful beings in existence and one of the things you fear the most are 4 men in their twenties🤣

Anyway! With all that being said, this chapter gave so much information about the gods and I’m so grateful for that. I thought we would have to wait until like the middle of part two to learn more about them. We’ll definitely get more of the demonic race in part two. I wonder what job Lee Soo Hyuk does for the God of Death? And is God of Death ok in the end considering God of Balance came back? Is God of Balance going to be one of the bad guys in part 2?

So much new information and so many questions! But by the looks of it part 2 is gonna be awesome. Can’t wait for July!!