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Your honor, murder

“Might I join you?”

🤨 DAFAQ ARE YOU GONNA PRAY FOR? WORLD PEACE?

“It would please me greatly, niece.” His eyes run over your form, lingering a little longer on your middle, clearly taking in your curves and attire.

No cuz why he so...

Mayhaps that’s where he sees the challenge.

DIS MAN SEES A DRESS AS A CHALLENGE ✋✋✋✋✋ CAN YOU FUCKING BELIEVES IT FOLKS NOPE BOT EVEN OUR CORRESPONDENTS DO

Though there is no reason for you to feel flustered with the company of your uncle, having grown up around him, your heart still feels as though it beats too fast, pounding against the confines of your ribcage.

The targcest is targcesting

The truth is, you have not prayed for any husband – you have prayed for him to become your husband.

OH-- yeahH THE TARGCEST IS TARGCESTING

He’s so close to you that you feel the warmth emanating from him despite the layers of clothing. “You have been so faithful to the Seven,” he whispers with a rasp, keeping his eyes neatly trained on you. “It is only right that they finally grant you something in return…”

He thinks he's god why am I not surprised

“I do not see why not, niece,” he all but growls. “Do you not want the Seven to witness how I worship you?”

WAIT.

WAIT

IM GONNA NEED EVERYONE TO SHUT THE FUCK UP. NO CUZ THAT WAS HOT. FUCK OFF. NO FUCK YOU THAT WAS HOT. I DONT FUCKING CARE. I DONT FUCKING GIVE A SHIT.

“I'll decide where I take you,” he growls once again. It’s the first time your name slips past his lips today, spoken in such a condescending manner that immediately makes you bow to his will. “And if I wanted to take your maidenhead right in front of your father, then so be it.”

😀

Nothing is sacred

Daemon bows his head forwards to nuzzle his nose along your cheek, his breath hot as he speaks. “You’re such a dutiful woman, always praying for a husband and a life filled with children. Why not pray for me? Would that not be the most honorable of outcomes?”

NO CUZ HES SO PATHETIC. HE SUCH A WHINY PATHETIC MEOW MEOW BITCH BOY. AKSHALLY NO HES NOT A MEOW MEOW RN. HE SO SO PATHETIC FUCKK JUST GIVE HIM GO ME WHAT THE FUCK IM SO MESSED UP IN THE HEAD

“Be quiet,” he cuts you off.

IMMA CUT UR LIPS OFF OH WAIT YOU BARELY GOT LIPS WHITE BOY

MAN IM MAD IF I FUCKING TOLD YOU IF YOU LET ME GO ON YOUD KNOW THAT I WAS ACTUALLY PRAYING FOR YOU BUT NO YOU STUPID FUCKING RAT ALL HOE I HATE YOU

Though your face is contorted in both pleasure and slight discomfort, you keep your eyes open and locked with his, carefully studying his face. “I–I think the Seven would want me to be happy… would they not?” you don’t state it, you ask, silently needing his reassurance and asking for guidance.

My poor baby lover BUT ALSO SHE WILDING FR

“Fuck, I-... you were made for me,” he groans against the side of your face, merely propped up on his forearms to not put too much weight on you.

No cuz i wasn't? But go off I guess ??? 🥱

“I shall spill myself inside of you,” he grunts, “would you like that? Do you want my seed in your belly?”

... maybe

But there’s not really any time for you two to dwell in the bliss, not when Daemon gathers himself so quickly to get back on his feet. He fixes his attire, straightening his tunic and redoing the laces of his breeches before he helps you up.

Insert TikTok sound : I am... Disgusted

HE FUCKING WHATTTTT

WHAT OF DUTY WHAT OF SACRIFICE

EXHAUSTING WASNT IT? *INSERT THE REST OF WHAT RHAENYRA SAID TO ALICENT*

“We will keep this between us,” Daemon interrupts, figuring what’s plaguing your mind.

SIDE CHICK BEHAVIOR FROM MY OWN UNCLE BUT WOW OK FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING DIPSHIT

You nod and swallow thickly. “I-I hope so?”

💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 ITTTT BEEE ELIIIIKKKEEEE THHHAATTTT

“A tea, princess. From the king. It will rid you of any unwanted consequences.”

😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀 I want his head on a spike

YOU‘RE THE ONLY THING I PRAY FOR. (1/3)

Daemon Targaryen x niece!Reader

WARNINGS: SEXUAL CONTENT — MINORS DNI; NON/DUB-CON, canon typical incest/targcest (uncle & niece), blasphemy, taking of virginity, female reader

WORDS: 4.6 K

NOTES: Part 1 is here! At the anon that has requested it: thank you so much for this. I hope it lives up to your expectations.

Daylight has first appeared when you break your fast, completely dressed and ready to start the day by paying a visit to the Grand Sept. It’s one of the rare days the queen does not accompany you for your morning prayer as her queenly duties have called for her even before the first light. But you bask in the rare solitude her absence grants, looking forward to the time you get to spend all by yourself.

A carriage waits for you as you walk down the steps of the Red Keep leading into the courtyard, the door already opened and a servant anticipating for you to get in.

“And where might you be going so quickly?” You know the voice that pierces through the silence of the morning, and are not surprised when you turn around to spot your uncle approaching. He’s clad in a white tunic and black breeches, looking as though he has just gotten out of bed.

Bobbing a small curtsy, the slight bow of your head does little to hide the surge of warmth that spreads to your cheeks, trying to suppress the nervous smile his presence always coaxes from you.

It could be mere happenstance that you two meet right when you’re about to leave the keep, but something deep inside of you tells you he’s more than familiar with your morning routine.

“I was just heading to the sept to pray, uncle,” you reply, your eyes locking with his as he creeps closer.

The smirk that grazes his features at your words sends a shiver down your spine because it doesn’t mean any good; it never means any good. “And what is it that you pray for exactly, sweet niece?” he asks in a playful tone, raising a brow. His head cocks to the side, and he sizes you up briefly. “Does a princess such as you pray for love? Pray for a husband?”

Despite the rush of embarrassment you feel when he makes his comments, you can’t deny the truth in them. “I pray for many things…” you trail off, pressing your lips into a thin line and contemplating if you should elaborate further. But the ultimate act of piety is to be honest, genuine, and you know it’ll surprise him more than a snappish remark. “I pray for the love of my family, as well as my own. Though I must admit that what I pray for most is to be married one day, and provide my husband with a healthy heir.”

He must have noticed the way your eyes trail up and down his tall frame throughout your little lecture, despite you having your neck craned to meet his gaze, because his brow doesn’t seem to lower at all, staying in its exact position as he’s seemingly impressed by your words and your honesty. However, there’s also a pregnant pause following them, and you brace yourself for whatever taunting or derogatory comment might follow.

“Might I join you?”

The question catches you off guard, and causes you to tilt your head sideways.

Pious isn’t a term you would use to describe your uncle. If he believed in anything, he’d merely worship the Gods of Old Valyria and would not follow the Faith of the Seven. Nevertheless, you’re thrilled he even considers accompanying you to the Grand Sept, because you’re certain he’s never seen it from inside.

“I would be honored by you joining me, uncle,” you say, smiling softly. “I would not have to pray alone.”

“It would please me greatly, niece.” His eyes run over your form, lingering a little longer on your middle, clearly taking in your curves and attire. The dress you wear is completely different to the ones your younger sister usually wears, and comes closer to the gowns the queen dons nowadays. It’s modest and covers you completely, basically from head to toe.

Mayhaps that’s where he sees the challenge.

You briefly nod your head, and take his hand as he offers to help you into the carriage, climbing the steps before sitting down on one of the upholstered seats. You make note of how warm and unexpectedly smooth his hand is when you let go of it, having expected it to be calloused and somewhat rough from all the riding on dragon back and training with the sword he does.

Daemon takes his seat next to you, and it’s evident you have all of his attention with him not tearing his eyes off of you once. What you don’t know is that he’s always found a liking in you. You’re sweet and innocent, demure even, and the complete opposite to Rhaenyra.

More oft than not you make your uncle feel as though you really do not deserve an unvirtuous man such as himself, just as your father has told him back when Daemon had asked him to grant him your hand in marriage. You’re a girl that has never taken a man’s touch before, innocent in both mind and body – a vision obviously tantalizing to many men of court.

He looks over you once more. You feel his gaze burning into your skin regardless of how badly you focus on what you see passing on the outside of the wheelhouse, and you can’t deny that you would love nothing more than to learn of what’s occupying his mind.

The ride to the sept isn’t too long, and shared in silence thick with tension. When the carriage comes to a stop and a servant opens the door, you rise from your seat and climb down the steps. Your hands are clasped in front of your body on the way into the Grand Sept, closely followed by the looming presence of your uncle.

And you immediately feel at peace when you walk through the heavy doors held open by several guards, breathing in the scent of incense and relishing in the quiet it brings. Though there is no reason for you to feel flustered with the company of your uncle, having grown up around him, your heart still feels as though it beats too fast, pounding against the confines of your ribcage.

The truth is, you have not prayed for any husband – you have prayed for him to become your husband. And every single one of your prayers resolved around the wish for him to join you some day. The Grand Sept is your home port, giving you a sense of safety and being the place you always return to. And what could be better than sharing this feeling with the person your heart and body long for?

You nod subtly toward the few septas and novices that cross your path on the way to the large stone altar in the center of the sept, attempting to not draw too much attention to you and the prince that trails closely behind.

Rolling one of the thin vestas between your index finger and thumb, you carefully set it alight with a candle that’s already lit before you proceed to light your own. The small piece of wood is extinguished with a soft blow of air, and you brush your fingers over the sheet of wax that covers the gray marble beneath, watching the sea of lights in front of you.

“Have you been in the sept before, uncle?” you ask, innocently. It might seem like a witless question, but is completely fair considering you have never really seen him pray before.

You are not oblivious to just how different you are from your own kin, for neither your father, uncle nor sister frequent the sept, let alone pray before they break their fast or eat their supper.

When they’d ask you, you’d say that the contrast between you and Daemon is the most blatant, closely followed by the differences you and Aemond have. Though your younger half-brother, more oft than not, resolves to praying, you know it’s just to please his devout mother.

If anything, you most resemble Alicent, despite not sharing the same blood with her. She has taken you under her wing as your mother died birthing your late brother, strengthening your very being with her own faith.

Daemon chuckles at your question, following after you to the stone altar. It’s an easy game for him to pretend to be pious, having resorted to colder measures many times before. “I will admit that I do not frequent the sept as much as you. It’s just…,” he trails off, looking around the room and taking in the architecture. “... not exactly to my liking. I much prefer the worship of the Old Gods of Valyria.”

Just like you have thought. It’s tempting to worship and follow the customs your very ancestors have set up and believed in, bringing you closer to what ties you to the family whose love you always pray for. But where were these Gods when you needed them most?

“But doesn’t everyone in King’s Landing worship the Seven? Do you not think them worthy of your devotion?” you ask, cocking a brow as you slowly sink to your knees. You still look up at him, but already fold your hands to prepare for the prayer.

Daemon watches you carefully, no, he blatantly stares at you, taking you in and watching you on your knees from his level of height. It’s exciting, to say the least. “Oh, I do not consider them unworthy, they have been worshipped in Westeros for centuries, but you can not expect me to deny my heritage, niece.”

It’s your heritage as well, and it includes the customs that would allow for you to wed the man you have always longed for. That is, if you were not betrothed already.

The marriage to Jason Lannister, like your father has requested, is the most fitting option, you know. It’s no match made out of love but rather a political arrangement, and doesn’t heed your own wishes.

He’s no more a man that deserves you than your uncle, though the prospect and thoughts of marrying Daemon do excite you more. Perhaps this excitement stems from the suppressed desire of wanting the opposite of your pious nature, something that would make you feel alive as much as riding Silverwing does.

But your uncle isn’t interested in taking you to wife. His late wife died a few moons ago, and if someone has always had his attention and favor, it’s your younger sister, Rhaenyra.

Flashing you a tight-lipped smile, he approaches one of the pews close to the altar and sits down. You focus on the candles in front of you and fix the flames of them to watch them dance, calming you down and bringing you back to the matter at hand; your morning prayer.

But under the intensity of his stare, you find it incredibly difficult to focus on your wishes and steady your thoughts, and you rely on the Seven for their guidance. The direction in which your thoughts stray is improper and silently proscribed by the people of the realm, and you haven’t spent all of these mornings in the sept to let it all go to waste with the foolish wish to follow your House's customs.

Lowering your head, you quietly speak your prayers and plead for the Seven to see you in good favor before them despite the sins that may come upon you in the future.

Your uncle, on the other hand, only now realizes that this is the best time he could wish for to get you alone, all by yourself with no one to interrupt. And as the wait for you to finish your prayers doesn’t stop to pass agonizingly slowly, he’s overtaken by his urges and begins to quietly approach you.

You’re in the midst of your prayer when you feel a sudden presence in your space. Opening your eyes, you spot him sinking down on his knees right next to you, his broad shoulder brushing yours in the process, pressing against your frame.

There are goosebumps prickling on your skin at his words, the sensation even raising the hairs on the back of your neck.

Despite growing up around him, you have never shared such close proximity with him before, at least not since you can remember. It feels so intimate, and the way in which he speaks makes it more than obvious that it’s plain profanity.

Daemon is clearly taking advantage of your piety, and twists your words and beliefs into something much more impure.

But it seems that your body renders what your mind doesn't. It knows what he is up to even before you can grasp it, and you suddenly notice the uncomfortable way your smallclothes cling to the apex of your legs, a cold moisture making the linen sticky.

You can’t speak, far too absorbed in his presence, and barely notice that he’s slowly inching towards you, until the tips of your noses brush against each other.

Daemon is not moving closer, basking you in a sense of feigned superiority that gives you the impression that you’re the one in control. If you’re about to kiss, it’s because you want to do so, at least he’s making you think that. But by the Seven, how badly you want to kiss him.

You’re the one to close the gap between you and press your lips firmly to his. You feel the warmth of them against yours, and are overtaken by a haze. You have never expected this to be the result of your joint visit to the Grand Sept, and you feel as though you're melting with a jolt of heat – until a cloud of panic washes over you.

Pulling back with a gasp, you topple over on your arse, grateful for the space it puts between the two of you. You bring your fingers to your lips, touching them as if you mean to prolong the feeling of his lips on yours.

“I-I do not wish to be a prude, but…” you try to deny his advances. You don’t know where to look, eyes frantically flickering to the ground, the ceiling, and even checking if anyone is around to see what has happened.

Daemon licks his lips with a sigh, and you see him contemplating his next moves, the silence making your heart pound in your ears. “You’re a pious woman,” he raps, or rather just states the obvious.

And then he slowly stalks closer again, only to bury a large hand in the hair at the back of your head, using the grip to bring you closer to him again. “Why have the Gods made me love a pious woman?”

You’re holding onto his shoulders, not sure if you want to draw him impossibly closer or push him away. Your wide eyes carefully study his features, before he leans in and starts to press kisses to the side of your face that leave you whimpering and mewling.

Daemon has his strong arms wrapped around your frame to pull you flush against his chest now, and you’re squirming and panting, trying to get away from him while his hands make quick work of pulling and tearing at the skirts of your dress already.

“Un-Uncle… not here, please,” you try to protest.

He brings a hand to your cheek, turning your face so it’s easier for him to capture your lips in a heated kiss again. It takes all the strength you can muster to pull away from him, not just physically, but mentally. The long suppressed part in you is at an all time high, aching for nothing else than him.

“We-We can’t,” you stammer, completely out of breath. “Not here.”

“I do not see why not, niece,” he all but growls. “Do you not want the Seven to witness how I worship you?”

The words make your face grow hot. The thought of the Seven watching over you is taboo and wrong, but it also makes it a lot more exciting. It has been an idea you have long desired, and to hear it spoken out loud from his own lips makes a thrill of excitement course through your veins.

“B-But I-I have never–” your voice is reduced to a whimper, the despair audible.

Daemon paws at your hips, and brings his face closer to press open mouthed kisses to the side of your neck. “I will worship you in a way they have never experienced, I can promise you that,” his husky voice is muffled by your skin, and all you can do is blush in return.

He backs you against the column of the altar behind you, trapping you so he can use both his hands to snake beneath your gown and tear at the linen undergarments you wear, reducing the barrier that stands between him and his most prized possession.

“Uncle, Daemon, please… the sept is not the right place for this.”

You push at his chest, but at the same time melt against his sturdy frame when his lips claim yours. The fabric of his tunic is pinched so tightly between your fingers that your knuckles start to blanch from the force, acting as the means to an end to distract you from the shame you feel at giving into him so easily.

You can’t think for yourself, swept up by his words, his charms and his possessiveness. He’s brought you to the edge, and you can’t find yourself able to resist.

“Uncle, I–”

“Be quiet,” he cuts you off.

So lost in his overwhelming presence, you hardly register him undoing the laces in the front of his breeches, only just lowering them enough for him to free his hard cock. Once that’s done, he lays you onto the cold floor, and positions himself between your legs, which brings you close enough to his cock to feel it prodding against your cunt.

You can’t breathe, not when you’re basically smothered by his weight, pinning you down to the ground and not allowing you to move. There’s no chance for you to meet his gaze, for he’s far too distracted to keep his eyes locked on one position only.

“You’re a dragon, sweet niece,” he grunts. “That cunt of a Lannister would not know how to handle it… let me take care of you.”

You release a shuddered breath when the tip of his cock meets the resistance of your tightness, forcing your body to go rigid. But despite that, Daemon is able to ease himself inside of you. It takes him a few seconds to fill you to the brim, taking his sweet time to allow you to adjust to each other.

And you sure do.

He pushes inside at an agonizingly slow pace, allowing you to feel every ridge and vein of his cock. When his hips are still, your tight walls slowly accommodate his impressive size. But even then Daemon already knows he can’t keep this up for long, for your cunt is squeezing him so tightly, he is sure he’ll spend himself too quickly for his own liking.

It takes you a moment, but as you feel him twitching, briefly brushing the sensitive spot inside of you, your stiff muscles seem to thaw. You arch your back against him, melting into the warmth that radiates off him.

A quiet whine leaves your lips that prompts him to meet your gaze. “That’s it,” Daemon coos softly, a slight strain in his husky voice. He brings a hand behind your head to support it and make it a bit more comfortable for you, lifting it off the hard ground.

Bowing his head forwards, he captures your lips in a gentle kiss. It is languid, tender even, but doesn’t lack any passion. There’s a burning inside of you, and you feel completely filled to the brim, yet it’s not as uncomfortable as the first few seconds have been.

Perhaps it’s the possibility of being caught by your own kin or other nobles, or being defiled by him so openly, but you can’t seem to get enough. No, you don’t even mind if anyone sees you, not when all you’ve prayed for finally comes true.

“I thought you were a pious maiden,” he rasps, immediately giving in to the pleasure and his urges, “not one that enjoys sin as much as this.”

As he notices the hidden meaning behind your words, he flashes you a sly grin, a chuckle rumbling in his chest. “Oh, I believe as much.”

Daemon starts to thrust into you, coaxing one whiny moan after the other from your parted lips. The pace is slow, and you can tell by the way he has his jaw set that it takes a whole lot of restraint for him to keep it that way. You know he’s an experienced man, having heard lots of stories about him and his conquests, and you appreciate him practicing patience with you.

“Fuck, I-... you were made for me,” he groans against the side of your face, merely propped up on his forearms to not put too much weight on you. The feeling of his breath fanning over your skin, and the sounds he makes vibrating against it, ignite a fire in your veins you haven’t felt before.

“You were always meant to be mine, but your father is too dull to see it.” Light kisses trail over your jaw and the side of your neck, meaning he can’t see the color his words bring to your cheeks.

Entangling your fingers in his short, silver strands, you just rest your hand there to keep yourself grounded, until one particular thrust that seems a bit rougher than the others has you eventually tugging on the tresses not-so-gently. The action pulls his head back and exposes his throat to you, and it’s far too enticing to not to lean in and press your lips to the bump in the front of it. Daemon groans at that, and, in response to his cock twitching and throbbing inside of you, your walls clench around him.

You haven’t been touched by a man before, even rarely by yourself, and thus you’re not quite familiar with the pressure that builds inside of your body. It has the grip of your legs around his waist tightening and your toes curling, but other than that you’re not quite sure what to expect.

“Good girl, taking me so well,” he grunts, spurred on by the way your walls squeeze and choke his cock, clearly knowing you’re close to your peak. His praise goes straight to your head, and you whimper in return, stammering a ‘th-thank you, uncle.’

“Wet my cock, little niece, make a mess for me,” he all but commands, a dominant edge to his voice that has you shivering.

Far too lost in the pleasure his body grants you, you hardly notice him driving his hips into yours with more fervor and determination, an approving ‘mhhh’ and stutters of his name escaping your lips.

It probably is a vague guess, but Daemon’s mouth claims yours with newfound hunger as your peak washes over you in an ambush, effectively drinking down every wanton moan and whimper that has threatened to leave them.

Something akin to fire spreads through your veins which prompts your leg to tremble uncontrollably, locking around his waist. Your walls flutter and convulse all over him, and white, hot pleasure clouds your vision.

Only when the tremors slowly subside does your uncle tilt his head back. He watches you in awe, studying the drowsy expression on your face though the pistoning of his hips hasn’t stopped. And he won’t stop, not even when you’re no more than a quivering and whimpering mess beneath him, and you’re very close to turning into one.

He cups your chin, pinning your head to the ground as he increases the pace of his thrusts again, using your relaxed state to chase his own peak.

It feels overwhelming, a different kind of aching suddenly burning between your legs, and you try to squirm away, but his grip on you is as adamant as he’s relentless.

“I shall spill myself inside of you,” he grunts, “would you like that? Do you want my seed in your belly?”

All you can whimper are incoherent words, but are still aware enough to not be too loud. Daemon takes the benefit of the doubt and settles on a whiny yes, far too enticed by the thought of you going round with his child.

He can’t hold himself back any longer with the repercussions of your peak driving him to his own, practically bursting as he spills his seed. His hips falter as he topples over the edge, his twitching member spending itself deep inside of your quivering walls.

You perturbedly look around, breathing heavily, and smooth out the skirts of your dress. Being unsteady on your feet, you shift your weight from one leg to the other and grimace at the wetness that spreads between your thighs at the lack of smallclothes to gather it. His seed seeps from your swollen cunt down your flushed skin and makes you overly aware of the claim he has asserted over you.

You’re too stunned to speak, your mouth opening and closing without any words leaving your lips. Knowing he was a rogue, you would have never thought of your uncle doing such things, even less of yourself.

“I-I–”

“We will keep this between us,” Daemon interrupts, figuring what’s plaguing your mind.

The act of sin between you two has been so improper, and you’re certain your father would force you to become a Silent Sister if the word of your act would spread around court. So, it’s slightly calming to know you can rely on your uncle to protect your reputation and care for your safety.

You nod and swallow thickly. “I-I hope so?”

The silence between you in the carriage on your way back to the Red Keep is thick with tension, and though Daemon helps you climb down the steps before he leaves to attend his princely duties, something does not sit right with you.

And only when you hear a knock on your chamber’s door around the Hour of the Owl do you figure that the feeling was right. Maester Mellos stands opposite of you, a goblet whose content is unknown in his hand. He hands it over, and you feel your blood run cold at his words.

“A tea, princess. From the king. It will rid you of any unwanted consequences.”

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thinemoonshine · 7 months ago

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how do i scream into a mic and send it to u as a voice note over anon bc omg omfg wtf FUCK

U DONT GET ITTTT I'VE BEEN ROOTING FOR SUNOO FROM THE STAAAARRTTTTT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

okayyyy ummmm i honestly am at a loss for words LMAO no but seriously this has been so worth the wait and i genuinely dont know if this could ever ever be topped by another fic for a long long time my god

one thing abt me is that im a sunoo biased before im human and what u have blessed this platform w fulfills each and every craving i've ever wanted and didn't know i needed GAWD LIKE i'll gush abt this series in 200 paragraphs im not even kidding nobody can stop me now

like i was saying (and yes im that same anon) i've been hungry for a fic just like this, where mc hold all the power, reverse harem, dark/supernatural themes, etc, except u gave me so so much more like no shade but every other writer on this app seem to withdraw from writing sunoo as the center piece of mc's attention in ot7 fics, and i can't lie the amount of delight and joy and the absolute unfiltered satisfaction leche of the sirens brought me just bc he's the "main" one—im so happy like fr thank YOU 🫵🫵🫵

and it's not just that, jfc the way u describe the gore and horror—THE VIVIDNESS OF IT ALL—is unlike any other, like it's a perfect balance of grotesqueness and violence without being overbearing, the fear and emotions detailed so gut-wrenchingly good in each and every one of them, like jfc my hats off to u for handling 8 characters so well and with none of them feeling two dimensional, OH AND WHEN RIKI'S DROPPING THEIR BODIES OFF THE CLIFF—those lines will stick w me until the day i die, how do u write so impactfully and encaptivatingly it's mind breaking, like if a siren wrote this i wouldn't think twice lmao

i absolutely ADORE the mental snap of riki and sunoo's, i can't tell u how many works i've read where they just drag a scene like that on and on, when really imo those scenes should've been spontaneous and quick, just like what u absolutely nailed. the build up from previous chapters where we read how they've all been slowly spiralling and obsess over mc really made those scenes all worth it

AND MY GOD u dont get how clutched my pearls are when it was just riki and sunoo jfc my heart was abt to sink thinking sunoo's done for, BUT I KNEWWW i so knew that he's been one crazy bitch from the start and what riki said to him just set him off and finally set his morals aside. this is why i love this series so much, how well u write dark and insane romance w again such perfect pacing that leaves me savoring every word.

ugh i want to talk abt the others but i honestly can't 😭 my mind is filled w only sunoo sunoo and sunoo

ALSO THAT ENDINGGGG i totally didn't not see that coming omfg, the fact that the others are still scummy even in their reincarnation lurches my stomach, AND HOW SUNOO BECAME A SIREN TOO OMFGGGG i was tweaking in my bed when he was reintroduced to them the same way mc first appeared. and im so so delighted when riki finally has a chance to join her like it's just all falling into place.

honestly give me sunoo now bc im so in delulu mode rn over how he couldn't keep his hands off of her at the end my god i need him like that also pls pls tell me mc ate them at the end too bc omfg i never wanted to stop reading this 😭 esp w sunoo being the way he is now (i can't stop thinking abt him im sorry lmao)

anw pls dont ever die op, ur my favorite writer and i learn from u fr the way u write has me in a chokehold 🫶

I.LOVE.THIS.SO.MUCH💗‼️ AHHHHHH YOURE SO ENTHUSIASTIC ABOUT THIS I LOVED EVERYTHING I ADORE YOU HEGSUSBSJJSSM

AND I SO AGREE WITH WHAT YOURE SAYING, like sunoo seems to have very little fics compared to the other members and i adore him so much ☹️☹️ i’m glad that you’re satisfied with the story and i thank YOU 🫵🏻 back for being such a great person—taking time out of your day to comment and share your feedback for my work 💗

#romi talks 💬🎀#༄𝐿𝐸𝒞𝐻𝐸 𝒪ℱ 𝒯ℋ𝐸 𝒮𝐼ℛ𝐸𝒩𝒮.ೃ࿔*

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reynie-muldoons · 4 years ago

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'The Art of Conveyance and Round-Trippery' Liveblog!

Sorry this is a few days late!! I moved across the country this weekend, we drove like 13 hours within 2 days and we did a lot of heavy lifting. I'm exhausted, but the boxes are slowly emptying and I've been wanting to watch this episode so gd bad, so LESGO

Over halfway through the season!!!! That's absolutely surreal

1:11 oooh they're getting their royal fitting

1:22 LMAOO WTF 😂😂 Princess Diaries vibes

1:42 ✨CONFIDENCE✨

1:52 Alfonse is a perfect name for that guy HAHA

2:05 Nathaniel, my guy, you've made some points

2:11 "do you feel your power?" POWER RANGERS, GO

2:24 no no hesitation just prolly thinkin bout how he was caught cheatin

2:39 "can you not allow yourselves luxury?" okay fr I feel that I get Nice Things Guilt(tm) too easily

2:52 dayummmm let's talk about Sticky being a hat stall between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, mans is brave as fuck under extreme pressure and loyal to the point of putting himself on the line

3:15 bro Sticky getting some recognition. Love to see it, he deserves it

3:19 "is that a coincidence? Or written in the stars?" IS DR. CURTAIN CATCHING ON THAT THEY KNEW EACH OTHER BEFORE OR LIKEEEE

3:49 WHAT WORD AROUND CAMPUS 😭😭😭 MY BOYS ARE NOT A MISTAKE HOW DARE YOU

4:09 why doess the action of Dr. Curtain putting the sash on them seem so nefarious

4:36 I dont really understand the whole pastel yellow, blue, and pink palette of the school but the boys both look pretty okay in their vest-sash getup

4:42 THE OPENINGGGGG. This shit slaps.

5:41 Kate and Constance look so fucking cute in that shot, dont ask me why but hnnggggg

5:54 sash rope 😂😭 kate, honey, that's a reach

6:09 it might feel buttery, but, my guy, it also looks buttery. It's literally the color of butter. Get yourself some crisco

6:24 I find it kinda interesting that they made up new riddles for the show, I'm almost positive that that one wasn't in the book. Correct me if I'm wrong though

7:03 "I'm not gonna apologize for knowing things" the sass. the ✨confidence✨. living for it

7:03 If they build on that it sets Sticky up really nicely for the arc in the second book where he starts to show off a little

7:15 tiny Constance who is constantly dressed in pink with cute little braids is the perfect medium for the most morbid comments 😂😂

7:55 Martina's hot in her uniform. Can't prove me wrong.

8:15 why does that make me sad 🥺 eat with your friendssss. iirc they only talked about eating at the Messenger table in the books

8:26 dipshits forgot their lunches. Seems Constance is holding the communal braincell atm

8:50 anyone have Guiness on speed dial? Reynie and Sticky have a submission for them

9:25 oh hello this was alluded to in the preview!!! Morse code is compromised, rip

10:05 so are Jackson and Jillson stuck with night guard duty all the time?? They've been outside at night a lot

10:18 ahhhhhh the little blinkie light, stopppp

10:25 MILLIGANNNNN!!!

10:25 so is this the point where he starts staying on the island with them????

10:39 so are they just like "fuck it we'll do it right before sundown" ???? Like Jackson and Jillson are still gonna be on the lookout, they aren't gonna chill just because it's not fully dark

10:50 did the kids.....just not tell them that Mr. Bloom was on the island 😂 nice oversight guys

11:05 MADGE TIME MADGE TIME

11:05 remind me to tell you guys a story about Madge, I may or may not have done something irl a few years ago that would make y'all proud 😂😂😂

11:16 idk why but it makes me so happy that they kept Madge as a peregrine falcon

11:37 Rhonda, my love, you have my heart in your hands

11:46 roll credits

12:05 THE HEAD SHAKE HAHAHAH

12:06 Awww man, I was so excited for Milligan to be on the island .-. He must have been scoping out the inlet

12:07 "they're quite regal" A. I read the subtitles as "legal" the first time and that's somehow really in character for him, and B. IS MILLIGAN GOING TO NAME HER???!? HER MAJESTY???? PLEASE I WOULD LOVE THAT SO MUCH

12:15 his grimace KILLS ME

12:17 the hard cut from Nicholas in a brown setting and brown suit to Nathaniel in a blue setting and blue suit was lowkey striking

12:36 are they looking up Morse code 😳 can you imagine if they wrote down the message and are now decoding it

12:41 omfg all that for a HAT 🙃 I feel stupid

12:51 two things: 1. Those walls are atrocious, and 2. Yeah, talk about Morse code in a louder voice Connie girl, you're just in a public hallway

13:03 I'm sorry but those orange pillar things are not the vibe

13:03 the golden gate bridge called, they want their arches back

13:10 please let Kate climb the tower before the end of season 1. please.

13:22 y'all are about to be flying something else 😎

13:33 cleansing breaths

13:47 OH HELLO MESSENGER DUTY ALREADY??

14:06 what the heck is that teal pole for 😭😭

14:12 blindfold timeeee

I'm so sorry but I'm exhausted, it's 11:30 pm on Sunday night right now, I'll finish this episode tomorrow morning after I get some sleepies

Good morningggg lesgetatit

14:50 "vomit of metal" ashhdjdjd

15:16 a wild Martina appears!

15:36 and if you folks look to your left, you'll see a wild Constance being the voice of reason once again

15:57 "lose the bucket" "I'm not gonna do that" HELL YEAH KATE

16:07 I get not having the bucket on the court lolol, I thought Martina was telling Kate to lose the bucket in general. Like, yeah, good luck convincing her to so that

16:35 show!Kate is much angrier than book!Kate and I'm still deciding how I feel about that. The Kate we've known from the books is a sunshine baby with looots of repressed trauma.

17:03 ......what is that. why is that.

17:11 WAIT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO BE REYNIE AHEHDJDJD

17:15 HI MADGE

17:41 the grand swell in the music makes me think it's going to go comically wrong

17:51 she's majestic because she's a queen 🥺

18:03 LMAO CALLED IT

18:14 Rhonda and Number Two getting at each other is such a sisterly thing to do 😂😂😂

18:37 ohhhhh? Someone's approaching? Miss Perumal perhaps????

18:45 YEAHHHHH BABY

18:50 PROTECTIVE MOM COMIN IN HOT!!!

19:22 THEYRE SO PRECIOUS 😭😭😭😭 I feel like I've been subconsciously starved for her and Mr. Benedict's interactions

19:36 died at that line in the one trailer

20:00 so Miss Perumal pulled a Sherlock Holmes. Love that for her

20:20 Cheri Tupintown??? Of all the aliases they could pick, Cheri Tupintown???

20:33 "Power in Truth Inc" that HAS to be something Rhonda came up with

21:01 you can literally watch Mr. Benedict realize that this is a woman not to be fucked with and he is CORRECT

21:23 "he's fine. Perfectly fine." At this, Mr. Benedict's pants caught aflame.

21:52 something about Constance sitting in on practice!!! It scratches an itch!!!!

22:19 "incorporate the helix. Live in the helix." Lord Helix is pleased with this offering.

22:26 so what I'm hearing is Kate is going to blow up on Constance for messing with the bucket

23:13 unrelated but Jillson'a shoes are cute

23:29 why does this room give off Johnny Depp's willy wonka vibes

24:13 that looks like a chair from a doctor's office waiting room 😭

25:29 they do be egg heads tho

26:02 baby girl, I have no idea why you're crying at weird art but let me dry your tears 🥺🥺

26:50 SHE FOUND ITTTT

27:27 okay Indiana Jones, go off

27:46 why did that kinda sound like Miss Perumal

28:43 the return of everyone's favorite, "enjoyable"

29:05 not that I'm not loving the ice breaker questions and the one-sided conversation, but I'm not loving it

29:22 oh so we're getting right into it aren't we

29:54 his eyes being open again makes this infinitely creepier

30:36 "where's your proof?" Miss Perumal doesnt fuck around!!!

31:29 you're telling me Constance has been there all day?? And Kate went to find her???? 🥺

31:58 oh so we're getting right to it then?? Kate addressing her independence and trust issues arc????

33:29 NEWS!!!!

33:49 CONSTANCE RIDING PIGGYBACK!!!!!!

34:04 okay, so they opened the murder hole, what are they gonna do now

34:59 Italian? 🤨 m'sir that is so fancy

34:59 fun story I learned Italian diction in college, so I know a little bit

35:16 "take your time" the whisperer says, immediately repeating the prompt to get the answer sooner

35:31 theeeeere it is

35:46 SOMETHING ABOUT THE WHISPERER SAYING "YOU ARE HOME" 😭😭😭 the show really played up the cult shit!!

36:02 Kate being protective of Constance 🥺

36:20 ohhh shit is it time for Connie girl to have double Reynie? Double Sticky?

36:36 STICKY

36:52 "what kind of nonsense?" HAVE THEY NOT ASKED THAT BEFORE THIS?????

37:14 "and your tiny brain can somehow pick it up!!" KATE STOP 😂😂😂

37:16 "I knew you had to be special in some way." WE DONT HAVE TIME TO UNPACK ALL OF THAT

37:51 she's right, this is disregard for their safety. The show made Mr. Benedict and his team a lot more back-alley and dishonest, and Miss Perumal has every reason to be pissed

38:30 oh good they finally remembered he has narcolepsy

39:38 and the best mom award goes to:

40:38 I was gonna say that this hallway is how I imagined the KEEP in riddle of ages but then I remembered that (spoilers) the Institute is the KEEP

40:46 oh, hello propoganda

41:10 that's the other person Rhonda couldn't contact, along with Mr. Bloom. This has to be the brainsweeping process

41:22 yeppppp

41:44 this dark doctor's office theme gives me horror movie vibes

42:22 ohhhh, so that's how they replaced that scene where the four of them jump in a crate to hide and Sticky drops his glasses in the open

42:47 and so we've come to the part of the story where Sticky and Reynie become infinitely more conflicted

42:47 and since we've reached that point..... can we have the white knight scene? Pretty please? Please Disney I'm begging you-

43:12 so Reynie just figured that out without Constance? :/

44:03 love the manipulation

44:31 I'm sorry, the farm?

44:35 farm and forest????

45:16 "the Emergency has served its purpose" 😳 well okay then murder man

45:39 "one thought, one purpose" the hive mind rises once more

45:48 LOVE THE MANIPULATION

46:07 "what have you done to earn anyone's trust?" VALID

46:26 "please do!" WHY AM I EMOTIONAL

47:06 "we still have the falcon" that you do 😂

47:19 AYYY HERE WE GO!!! Time for Milligan to stay on the island??

47:49 ohhhh Constance, casual telepath strikes again

48:16 "stop it, Kate!" OOOOHHHHH

48:53 that line ("it would be nice to be unburdened") would be funny as shit if not for the fact that Constance is a telepath unbeknownst to herself and can both subconsciously perceive people's thoughts and hear the subliminal messages

49:20 HI MRS. PERUMAL!!!

49:25 wow, she's really going through with it 😳 not that I doubted her, but still, that's dedication

49:39 OH SHIT

50:17 oh, so he's an asshole to SQ too. Got it. Torches and pitchforks? Ready to kick his ass?

50:40 "for the moment, anyway" FUCKIN WHAT

This episode was really good!!! They covered a LOT. I hope Miss Perumal comes back to the group and talks about her findings, I hope Milligan goes to get the kids and they tell him no, and I hope they get that classic 4-person Society brainstorming and binding time that hits that sweet spot

#mbs disney+#mbs liveblog #the art of conveyance and round trippery #the mysterious benedict society #charity's talkies

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mingi-bubu · 5 years ago

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Watch “Flower of Evil“ with Me!

Episode 7

hiiii

welcome back to another post of me thirsting over joongi and hojoon and jiwon-jiejie !

last episode we had to see that jiwon-unnie now knows about what joongi has been up to and hiding from her

i have my ramen, i have my water, my laptop is plugged in

as the man who literally cannot catch a break mark lee would say, lezgeddit

joonngi is post accident in ‘05 laying in someone else’s bed

i can only assume it was the

HIM AND FUCKING TAKING OUT IVS I SWEARR TO GOD

lmao i think i have the same bedframe at home lakjdjfdk

AND I THINK ITS THE STYLE THAT ZHOUMI USED IN STARRY NIGHT KOR VERSION

wait

isnt this

isOH FUCK IT IS

THIS IS JOONGI’S PARENTS HOUSE THO IM ASSUMING THAT THEYRE LYING FOR SOME REASON

i mean we know they are but

he said we grabbing shit now lads

oop-

WAHT

WAIT I THOUGHT JOONGI’S MOM WAS REALLY HIS MOM WHAT THE FUCK

oh no jiwon...

baobei...

oh he’s back now

OH IS THAT A SHOULDER I SEE *EYES EMOoh s

OH FUCK

THEY

SHIT

FUCK

AND

GODDAMN

SHE

WHOOO BOY

CONGRATS TO THE BOTH OF YOU

thats uhhhh

thts a lot of breathing there bud

what thin

FUCK PLEASE

OH SHIT

O H S H I T

bro

collar bones

“slept in” 8:55 i

i mean

it something deffo did get released last night

show the front

why is he so red what

she put a tracker in it huh

if she didnt shes foolish

is that a juiscer?

AWEHHHH EUNHA LOOKS SO CUTEEEEEE

THE LIL PIGGY TAILS OMG

joongi and i are *eyes emoji*

the avoidance but the truth ugh her mind

an icon

eunhaaaa!!!! favorite character only

who the fuck is everyone else we only know fuck i dont remember joongi’s last name in this show

park?

FUCK THAT’S RIGHT ITS BAEK

anyways baek eunha only character i care about

not at how i was deffo ready to write cha

oh tractor supply was kinda fun to go in when i went with my friend last year

anyways back to the show

YEAH JIWON I WANT TO KNOW TOO

I WANT TO KNOW WHY THEY ARE TOO

omg her background is flower of evil

oh no

oh okay we back in time

ok ok ok

oh i sure do hope that the cleaning lady/witness was able to keep her i.d. a secret

oohhhh reporter-nim cleaned up nice

OH FUCK THATS HORRIFYING

jesus thats terrifyign

oh shit her liscense was revoked too

oh it’s joongi’s sister

the fact that i just realized that jiwon unnie hasnt met joongi’s sister as an in-law but as a suspect instead

yikes

who is the second guy i dont lilke this

i want to keep so many of these characters safe gOD

oh shit

we said blood

oh he replacing the lcok

i just love her phone so

FOOD CHANNELS LOVE ITTTT

DATEU FUCK

THEATS SO DORKY HES SUCH A DORK

but it’s not a dateu is it :(

show me joongi earrings PLEASE HE HAS THE PIERCING HOLES JUST SHOW ME WITH HIM WEARING THEM

@ anyone who’s further ahead of me please tell me it happens

oh dear god

this uh

i uh

ive never wanted to see something less than drunk karaoke with reporter-nim and his boss

announcemtn?

colgate is trying to tell me something about my teeth huh

bold of them to assume >:~[

oh his social media followers

200k

nice bud

aldskfjlasdk chanting wait a minute im sick

and joongi said Oop

jesus reporter-nim

you act like he hasdnt have you tied up but weeks ago

oh jesus joongi....baobei...

reporter-nim took back his trust

ofc its going to glass

LETTUCE AND PEPPER ROBBERIES I LOVE IT

look at hojoon looking like a snack a half im so in loveee

wht a dorky lil man

im poropisg

choi is gonna say ist bs

wehh?

cutekajf;aksdjf LETTUECE WRPAS

jiwon said y e e t

perks of being a cop i guess

oh baby joongi is lying isnt he

dude

didnt like that part of this show

fuck seeing the blood is better than hearing joongi fake dad cut his nails

YOU LEFT A LOOSE END DUMDUM SUCKER BOY

damn does no one trust him in this fucking town

JESUS

damn fake!dad said it’s parenting time

two people have told him they dont trust him in the span of like 12 hours christ

i saw the spoler gifs too so i know [redacted] happens as well

oh fuck

literally just like???

leave the country???

yeah you better fukcign look after jiwon and eunha you dick

joongi lips pink i

please let me see the earrings

E W FEET I HATE IT

OH SHIT THE SISTER

ALSDKFJASLDK THE BOSS IS SO FUNNY

you look like shit bud

it his exxxx

lmaoooooo

FUCKING COMMERICALS I WANTED THE OCMEDY BREAK

FIRST LOVE HOLY SHIT

17 YEARS OH MY GOOD GOD

boss lady said on god we gon get you that respect

lil joongi’s answers sound very rehearsed

just saying

like obviously thats supposed to be the point im guessing but still

yes

show all the videos

oh geez

and she has access to it now

O.O

we are looking intently

OH OH THERE IT IS

WITH THE MF KEYCHAIN AND EVERYTHING

WAIT WHAT ARE YOU DOING

oh hojoon

its okay i will give you attention

let us hear what the tape is

blease

is that evens till working?

oh dear

rip widow?

oh this uhhhhh

this is incredibly awkward

OH HEEJIN SHNAPPED BACK UGH I LOVE IT FOR HER

at least i think that’s her name

her vibe

oops i guess she doesnt pass the vibe check

oh FUCK

she really said i am shutting you down

ggirl just like tell him to get over it

FIRED????

ew creeps

EW CREEP

literally calm the fuck down bro

its her decison not yours

*insert eye rolling gif*

theres something in the background of the acocomplice audio

v rhythmic

oh and we are back to the old boss of joongi

oh shit

that’s a grip

oh HSIT

WAHT IS ON IT

ok me too mr owner guy

what favor

oh eunha!!!

pharmacy grandmother aldkjfalksjd

yaaassss

cha-ssi is my favorite she said its payback time but in a subtle way ugh the cha women and their minds

i need everyone to understand that atm i dont necessarily care if i get the naming conventions right

OH M GYODN ALDKFJADSKJ

eunha zip up your backpack

shes so cuteeee hhhhh

i want to squish her lil dumpling cheekies

too advanced alkdfj;asldkj

ma’am

get her a new fucking workbook

egg tarts work too i suppose

i just realized i can look up on line ‘lee joon gi earrings’

i feel like i know that noise too

its almost like....a clock?

a fucked up clock?

oh shit

shes here as detective cha not as jiwonnie

oh fuck

man’s got to leave the country now :~/

O.O

me and joongi are O.O rn

he is not good at hiding his reactions anymore yinks

yoinks

and yankes

oh god

oh god her internoal monologe is

scary

oh god

do his designs be keep the FUCK THEY DO BE KEEPING THE SAME LOOK SIRRAH

yes the fuck you can

MA;AM

THIS UHHHH

IS FORCING PEOPLE TO RELIVIE THEIR TRAOUMAE

MADAME I AM ASKKING YOU TO NOT FORCE PEOPLEINTO THIS

shes

i dont like it here anymore

i want my old jiwon joongi relationship back

EGGTART TIME YAY EUNHAAA

alkdfj;laskdjf;laksdjf;lkasjdf joongi mom looks so unhappy

eunha and her lil chubby cheekies

aslkdfjals;dk she said i dont want dad to scold you what a cuteie babie

that is uh

oddly out of character

i love that jg mami is essentially now the rosa “i’ve only had __ for x minutes” meme

you arent???? a police officer????

not ambiotous???

man look at the road

ugh i know they cant just be open about anything but GOD A LITTLE MORE COMMUNICATION WOULD HELP HERE I THINK

this is

awkward

poor heejin

bro this is not your uhhhhh

this is not a date

jesus christ this is uncomfy

oh god *rolls eyes*

please stop

i am

cringing

this needs to end right now plEASE GET MY GIRL OUT OF THIS SITUATION

I NEED HER TO LEAVE

yikes

that is so awkward

thats bold of you to assume

oh is

is heejin the OH MY GOD IS SHE

OH MY GOD

W H A T

OH FUCK

SHIT

AND GODDAMN

MY JAW IS LITERALLY DROPPED

cant we just have one good fucking relationship dynamic on this stupid show

no one lives there anymore

hey guess what

thats ominous as fuck

that means you should go back in the car and forget all of this

weh?

was ist das?

did their mom not be part of this?

ew i cant stand that man

but his hair is a good style i will say that

their house used to look so cute too

i feel so bad for himmmm

google search how to wrap fictional characters up in a blanket and give them hearty soup until they feel better

and arent being physically brought back to their traumatic places by their wife

when am i going to see jiwonnie again im sick of dect cha

i mean thats uhhh

thats a turtle

‘very amature’

i mean....we knows that

commercials i

please hes being such a good actor at being a bad actor i want to see this

ok we back

fuckig

just say you know

theyre going to the basement arent they

aiyah of course they are

shes

SHE

I THOUGHT THAT

WHAT

ARENT???? GUNS NOT USED?

nevemrind i just remembered choi

and hojoon

i am boo boo the fool

trauma epicenter here we be

:) HATE it here

god shes being

like okay i know obviously she has her reasons

but i am unfortunately super biased towards joongi...

so im like

i HTAE THIS

oh shit

is that what the recording was

wa sthat his mom?

god my boy

baobei......

PLEASE STOP BRINGING UP APST TRAUMAS

WE ARE GOING TO HAVE LIKE??? COUPLES THERAPY OR SOMETHING AFTER THIS IS SOLVED RIGHT???

BC LIKE?

WHY WOUDL YOU STAY WITH SOMEONE WHO DOES THIS?

my guess is either the mami died and that killed something in the dad or the dad killed her

CAN WE STOP PSYCHOLOGICALLY DOING THINGS LIKE THIS PLEASE I DEEPLY DO BE HATING TINGS

god he is literally trying so hard

oh fuck

thats uh

that doesnt look well

oh hes gonna ralph ???

i really hate this

oh he is

yO WHAT THE FUCK

PANIC ATTACKS FUCK I DO HAT EIT HERE

LITERALLY LIKE YES

YES YOU DID

LADY BUT LIKE

FUCKING BRINGING PEOPLE TO THEIR SOURCE OF TRAUMA IS

HIGHLY

NOT GOOD

IM SO STRESSED OUT FUCK

IM SORRY JIWON-SSI BUT YOU ARE NOW ON MY LESS GOOD BOOKS

and before nyone says anythign i would be saying this if it was like heejin or reporter-nim or like someone random

you shouldnt fucking do this to peopel

OH IT WAS A TEMPLE I KNEW I FUCKING RECOGNIZED THE SOUND

oh? is the ex-boss the acocmplixe?

probs not but wow would it be spicey if he were

aint nobody sleeping in that house peacefully EXCEPT MY GIRL EUNHA

literally bro just escape to some province in china its fine

oh thats what that gifset was about

does their bed not have sheets on it?

what the fuck???

yeah no one is sleeping

and we cut to reporter-nim

heejin...i literally have a list of people who need to be wrapped in blankets and the do siblings are at the top of this list

FUCK HER NAME IS HAESOO WHO THE FUCK IS HEEJIN THEN

i HAETE my brian

i FUCKING KNEW THERE WAS A TRACKER IN IT DIDNT I FUCKING CALL IT

i mean like yeah we knew it was going to happen but

he was so cute then lets go back to cute unstressed joongi

WHEN THE FUCK DID IT TURN TO FOUR THIRTY IN THE MORNING WHAT

OH FUCK OAY I DIDNT ERALIZE

thank go we’re at the end

STOP NO PLEASE DONT BREAK UP I STILL (regretatbley) HAVE FAITH IN Y’ALL’S RELATIONSHIP

anyways that’s the end of the episode we are all feeling it now mr crabs

i am old man screaming at clouds .jpeg rn and i jst want to go back to the beginning where they were cute and in love plesse

anyways thank you for reading!!!

stay safe and stay healthy<333

#e7 #flower of evil #jae.wwm #jae.text

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azrielsiphons · 8 years ago

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LORD OF SHADOWS REACTION POST

I didn’t want to make an entire reading thread like I did with Lady Midnight (which was kind of popular for my typical stuff, I still don’t know why, it was just a lot of flailing) because LoS is still so fresh and I’m afraid to spoil anyone who might not have the tags blacklisted. So under the cut, IN ORDER AS I READ, is my genuine LoS reactions. Enjoy my flailing.

Kit you precious little bean don’t steal daggers you should know better

JACE IS HERE SHIT SHIT SHIT

He just had to go and name drop Will in like the first five pages I am C R Y I N G

Oh Julian is being ‘scrupulously polite and kind’ over you and Mark’s “relationship”? IS HE EMMA? IS HE REALLY?

Ew Mark kissing Emma’s cheek made me want to throw up blood too, Julian

“Did he just kill Magnus?” I HOPE AND PRAY I NEVER SEE ANY VARIATION OF THAT SENTENCE EVER AGAIN

Take a shot every time I think to myself “ugh, Perfect Diego”

FUCKING HELL PERFECT DIEGO AND CRISTINA ARE BACK TOGETHER DAMMIT CRISTINA

Awwwww Ty my precious son you’re so concerned for Kit

I love Mark so much my sweet faerie child

UGH EMMA AND MARK KISSING GROSS MAKE IT STOP

CLARY TURNED DOWN JACE’S PROPOSAL HAHAHAHA WHY AM I LAUGHING

Cassandra Clare let me make something clear if you ever kill my daughter Clary Fray I will SET THIS WORLD ON FIRE

so clary is having dreams of her and emma and cortana and she knows she’s gonna die uMMMMMMMM????? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK???? IF MY GIRL EMMA HAS TO KILL CLARY FOR WHATEVER REASON YALL CAN CATCH ME 6 FEET UNDER THE GROUND

THAT’S RIGHT KIT YOU DEFEND TY BLACKTHORN

Mark and Cristina Mark and Cristina Mark and Cristina MARK AND CRISTINA

God bless America I forgot how much I adore Jace Herondale but then at the same time he makes me miss Will and when I miss Will I want to DIEEEEEEE

take a shot everytime someone says something to the effect of “we can’t involve the Clave”

lol jace “i’m just going to haul clary off to *wink wink* get chinese food *wink wink* be back in 20 *wink wink*”

oh wait they actually just got chinese food wtf i need me a man like that

MAGNUS AND ALEC ADOPTED A SECOND CHILD NAMED RAFAEL DONT MIND ME ILL JUST BE SOBBING INTO MY BEER FOR THE NEXT HOUR

More of Ty and Livvy’s relationship pls i love sibling bonds

WTF ZARA???? PERFECT DIEGO IS CANCELLED YET. AGAIN.

“Smug bastard. Hair’s too good. I don’t trust people with hair that good.” KIT MY SON IM ADOPTING YOU IMMEDIATELY

Julian slamming the door in Emma’s face made me slam MY face into a door

“She refused to hurry her steps — not for anyone.” Note to self: be more like Cristina

okay real quick these centurions talking shit about my father magnus bane are about to find my six inch stilettos up their tight assholes bYE

okay these nazi centurions are CANCELLED

oh my gosh my smol son ty smiling at kit kill me NOW

DONT WORRY JULIAN IM RUINED TOO LAFJLKAFJ;L; THAT KISS SCENE MY GODDDDDDD

wow who would have thought i would like gwyn damn (also gwyn x diana??? im??? here for it???)

THEY’RE GOING TO THE FAERIE COURT FUCK ME UPPPPPP

NO FUCK OFF ZARA YOU CAN FUCK RIGHT OFF

wait but… but kit and ty… but he just kissed livvy and they’re cute too… gdi

i hope emma and/or cristina rips zara’s head right from her shoulders

JULIAN AND EMMA ARE KISSING AGAINNNNN

FUCK IT WASN’T REALLY HER

FUCK

what

w h a t

W H A T

HER FATHER OH TKLEJFLMY GDO EM AM AY IT S YOUR DAD WFFJTF

jk it wasn’t her dad gdi

Diana is my mother now since she just SHUT ZARA TF DOWN

MALCOLM???????????????

oh shit yall it’s the ‘oh no we have to share a bed’ trope and i am LIVING

julian hiding his boner is my aesthetic

emma you can’t just casually mention my father luke garroway wtf

I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW ITTTT ANNABEL KILLED MALCOLM

what’s wrong with Cristina’s arm… wHAT’S WRONG WITH CRISTINA’S ARM LEAVE MY DAUGHTER ALONE

Julian just snapped at Emma and I have never been more uncomfortable please stop fighting mom and dad

“neither julian nor emma slept well that night, though each of them thought they were the only one troubled, and the other one was probably resting just fine” real quick i just need to go drink a gallon of bleach to get over this

all these references to will and jem are really fucking me up

GDI JESSAMINE

WILL AND JEM’S HEIGHT MEASURING WALL IM SOBBING JUST LEAVE ME TO DIE

“Tessa used to come and ask me too. She wanted to know where Will was.” WHAT THE FUCK A LOT OF PAINFUL THINGS ARE HAPPENING ALL VERY QUICKLY

“I want you to be proud of me.” SHIT FUCK HELL DAMN FUCK

MARK AND THE GNOME IM CHOKING

Real quick Bridget imma need you to stop alluding to jem and will and also tell me how TF YOU’RE ALIVE

oooOOOOoooo a compartment to themselves??? HMMMMMM

Mark x Kieran x Cristina did you mean Lito x Hernando x Daniella?

ANNABEL GET AWAY FROM MY SON JULIAN

KLDKFLAJFK;AFALKL MAGNUS SAVING MY CHILDREN AT THE SHADOW MARKET IM SO FUCKING ALIVE

I love my father Magnus Bane

I LOVE MY FATHER ALEC LIGHTWOOD

Alec talking about Jace you bet your sweet ass I’m crying

On a serious note — props to CC for this representation of autism through Ty, and how Kit treats him so damn well. Very, very cool.

GWYN AND DIANA ARE ADORABLE FIGHT ME I LOVE THEM

My domestic fathers Magnus and Alec are saving my life

BRIDGET WANTS THAT LIGHTWOOD DICK EVEN STILL

All Magnus wants to do is adopt every sad downworlder alive and I LOVE HIM ALL THE MORE FOR IT

EMMA AND JULIAN HOLDING EACH OTHER IN THEIR SLEEP BYE FOREVER

Don’t worry Emma I too live on the Sexy Thoughts River and the Sea of Perversion

EMMA WANTS A SELFIE WITH A PISKIE IM CHOKING I LOVE HER

FUCK SHIT IT’S JAIME NO DRU RUN

Mark just had a sex dream about Kieran in the library I’m laughing so hard

OH KIERAN GAVE HIM THE SEX DREAM WOW KINKY I NEED ME A FREAK LIKE THAT

Actually wait I change my mind fuck you Kieran that wasn’t cool of you

THE PLATE OF SCONES IM CRYING I MISS YOU SOPHIE AND GIDEON

NO SIR JAIME YOU STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER DRU YOU INSOLENT FUCKBOY

DAMN can CC write so freaking well holy shit

but are Cristina and Mark kissing because they love each other??? or because of the binding spell?????? will the world EVER KNOW????

POLYAMORY???? WHAT??????

Kit and Ty are … the … most adorable thing… in the whole world…

“It's a burden being sarcastic” I’M CHOK ING TO DEATH

FUCK YOU EREC FIRST YOU COME AFTER MY DAUGHTER CRISTINA NOW I FIND OUT YOU TORTURED MY SON KIERAN???

Jaime is evil I can smell it

MOM AND DAD ARE FIGHTING MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOPPPPP  Julian appearing out of nowhere sitting on a boulder in the pouring rain completely Unbothered™ like name a more iconic entrance

DADDY JULIAN HAS EMERGED HOT DAMN SHOVE HER AGAINST THAT WALL DADDY FUCK HER REAL GOOD I need to chill i'm sorry

BREAK MY HEART BREAK IT IN PIECES

Gdi Dru

SLAP HIM CRISTINA YES MY QUEEN

Wait... shit is Jaime actually a good guy? DAMMIT

MAGNUS CAUGHT THEM LOLOLOL he isn't even concerned though bc he knows parabatai love each other extra hard bc he witnessed Will and Jem's love firsthand lol BYE

Who tf is Ash? I mean he's Dru's age and they just had a "coincidental meeting" so CLEARLY he's a love interest but

NO FUCK YOU JAIME I STILL DONT TRUST YOU

DIANA IS TRANS WHAT IM SO HERE FOR THIS MY STRONG WARRIOR QUEEN

Gwyn is the actual love of my life

"Pyromania interests me" Ty, my son, I love you

Dad!Julian makes me WEEP

Coincidentally, Dad!Alec ALSO MAKES ME WEEP

PRETENTIOUS HAIR PRINCE JENXKAOOAJW EMMA I FUCKING ADORE YOU

MAGNUS NAME DROPPED MY MOTHER MAIA OMG

Emma referring to implied polyamory as a sexy weirdness is ME

Pffffffft Kieran calling Diego the "very handsome stupid one" is ALSO MEEEEEEE

"The bad things can't matter more than the good things" Cristina....... my daughter........

Ty's letter GOODBYE ALL IM DONE

HELEN OMGGGGGGGG

Kieran ain't got time for your SHIT Robert

MAGNUS NOOOOOOOOOO

Sassy!Alec defending his man and not dealing with Bigot!Zara's bullshit I’m so wet

OH MY GOD ROBERT

NANSIZOANWPZOAPALWK THE MORTAL SWORD OMG

what

what.

Livvy isn't dead

No livvy isnt dead

No no

Wait what the FUCK

THATS THE E N D ????

W H A T T H E F U C K

BYE.

BYE forever I'm going to go live in a world where Livvy is alive and well because fuck all this BYEEEEEEEEEE

so like 2019…. where u at

#moe reads los #los spoilers #lord of shadows spoilers #lord of shadows #this was PAINFULLLLLLLL #O U C H #cc you've done it again #amazing #A FUCKING PLUS

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