#I never communicated w her well. That’s how we got into this situation in the first place. It came both out of avoiding confrontation until

[toastsnaffler]

yeah I'm not gonna talk abt it am I...

[cherrygarden]

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[sh5]

deleted the poll and the vent post bc like. i don’t want to be shit talking her. but . girl. 😭

[kellyvela]

I'm unable to fathom the logic of J0nrya shippers. I recently got into a twitter altercation with a couple of accounts and oh my god, I totally forgot how terrible they are ! I have all of them blocked on here but they must be on twitter as well, I even recognised some of the users. It's just awful energy all around; all of them despise Sansa, no matter what she says and does. And they are SO weirdly possessive of Jon. They claim that WE treat Jon as some trophy husband when it is actually them who are guilty of that! They even hate it when people make simple Sansa/Ned parallels because apparently Ned belongs to A as well? Never mind that Ned is also Sansa's father...smh.

Their copium is very loud and obnoxious. I wonder how they felt when GRRM straight up debunked the ship at Balticon. Calling J/A relationship by all accounts, quite simple - that the fans have given it more thought than he has etc. I would have just packed up and left after that and accepted it wasn't going to become canon. But alas, they get even louder than how they were before. Do they understand how weird they sound. They sexualise A so much and want her to become a courtesan and get her period. It's very obvious A is not going to be the love interest because GRRM has done everything in his willpower to portray A as a prepubescent child. But he has done the opposite with Sansa; He's made her tall, full-breasted, acting as a mother to a child, basically running the household in the Eyrie etc. sometimes I forget she's meant to be 13...

We all know that when someone is on the right track, GRRM will respond cryptically and give a short, sweet answer. He rambled when it came to j0nrya, that's not a good sign for the canon basis of their ship, especially when they have the nerve to call Jonsas delusional.

The truth is, I wouldn't still be here fully believing in the inevitability of Jonsa if GRRM debunked it in the same manner he did w J/A. When that Alexandragenesis person asked him about it back in 2018 and GRRM just responded with "not going to tell anymore than I already have" I knew that we were on the right track. If GRRM flat out ignored the question or responded with a simple "not the direction I'm going in" since he had no issue debunking another theory on that same chat...if I remember correctly, well I'd have left and accepted I just misinterpreted the text and saw romance where it wasn't meant to be. I'd still read fanfic about them and enjoy them in a fanon way, and I still believe all the brilliant metas hold merit, no matter if they're meant to be interpreted as romantic by the author.

But j0nrya's didn't let go of their stance and just cracked down harder on jonsas. I'm embarrassed for them. I don't care if they ship it in fanon, if they just enjoy it as a pairing and have accepted it won't become canon based on the author's blatant dismissal of any romance between them - but the way they have behaved in this fandom is really really childish and frankly, irritating. They actually dominate reddit as well, surprisingly. There's quite a few popular Redditors on there who get lots of upvotes and who are also big A/J0nrya bloggers on here. And sometimes there are posts about Queen A/J0nrya which is met with 0 criticism by the community. There's healthy discussions which receives heaps of upvotes and everything. But it's the opposite situation with queen sansa and Jonsa. Little to no upvotes and harsh criticism.

Are these people selectively blind? Is this fandom completely unable to understand subtext and implicit clues/foreshadowing? Do they get how fiction works? Do they get the different literary influences that inspired GRRM to write ASOIAF? His past works? His favourite authors? The themes of his series? The importance of omission? Unreliable narrators? Dramatic irony? Have these people never studied a text before and been made to pick apart imagery, sentences, parallels etc?

I'm just baffled by this fandom having such a surface level reading of the text. "BUT JONSA COULDN'T HAPPEN BECAUSE THEY RARELY THINK OF EACH OTHER!!" If they took the time to read our metas they'd actually realise... that works in our favour...the distance supports our theories...that's exactly what we are pointing out lmao. I'm utterly convinced that if Jon was mussing Sansa's hair and thinking of her as his little sister constantly that Jonsa would hold a lot more merit.

I mean, even just the implication that GRRM's response to Jonsa was clearly 'fan service catering' is so fucking disingenuous I have to laugh. Why would GRRM feel the need to appeal to such an incredibly niche fanbase and tell them what they want to hear when majority of the fandom wants Jon and D*ny to have sex and save the world together. And when you compare how GRRM responded to Jonsa vs how he has responded to R + L = J, it's so obvious that Jonsas are actually the ones who are making sound predictions. There's a reason a lot of us correctly predicted major beats in the show while the rest of the fandom were foaming at the mouth over Sansa being killed by one of her family members, queen d*ny, and the curtain of light theory ....

My Twitter account is locked for a reason. Somehow they always find you only to attack you.

Anyway, fave sister stans and fave sister/jon shippers are a funny bunch lmao I mean only them can write metas about fave sister being Lady of Winterfell *by proxy*, or that "official" Asoiaf fanart *confirms* that fave sister is the most beautiful human being on earth, or that fave sister and aunty wearing baby pearls means that they are the epitome of fertility and motherhood, despite them both hating those attires and quickly changing on masculine clothes 🤪 And I won't mention the training with a courtesan because that's sick 💀

I won't fight them on fave sister being jon's fave sister, that relationship can stay like that lol

I won't fight them on fave sister being Ned's fave daughter, that we can't change and there's reasons that vastly explain that.

They simply decided to ignore BALTICON, and they also do the same that cujo shippers do, they made up a narrative where GRRM knowing that they "rightly discovered" that their fave romance is *canon*, tried to mislead the readers to keep the susrprise factor when their ships happen . . . . ahxvasdhbshfbdfjsbdmjwd.alsdshadb

Did youk know that the Alexandragenesis was probably a hater from reddit trying to get GRRM debunking Jon/Sansa? Alexandragenesis is some fake disorder that gives you violet eyes born in the internet, so that name was targ coded. Also, after GRRM didn't give them the answer they were seeking they started to attack fave sister in favor of Sansa, so that person was definitely a Sansa hater/targie/fave sister stan failing as always lol

I think they read our metas and feel really dumb after that but they will never admit it, at least not in public, which reminds me of these two anon messages I got from them once:

. . . 🙈

They really said the GRRM answer to the jonsa question was fan service??? 🤡

I'm telling you, they are a funny bunch 😂

Anyway, I can't believe the curtain of light is a thing . . . . 🙃

Thanks for your message anon 💋

[armpirate]

Soundleasure | Choi San || CH. 32

Pairings: Soft!San x fem!reader || Strangers to lovers, fake dating

Genre: smut, angst, fluff, online sex, ghosting

Warnings: inexperienced!San, fem!reader, masturbation, online sex, camboy, first times.

Summary: You can do whatever you please and be whoever you want on the Internet. And San knew that a little bit too well.

After finally following all the signs the universe was throwing at him, he started living a double life that no one was aware of. Everyone in his daily life knew him as Choi San, the reserved and quiet boy who wouldn't raise his voice, and would barely communicate with anyone outside of his comfort group. But only a few knew him as Soundleasure, the man with a sexy voice and a filthy mind that had their toes curling just with his narrations.

He never thought of the possibility of those two lives ever meeting, he had always tried for them to follow a parallel route and had always played safe to keep his friends from ever suspecting that side even existed. But his plans will start to crumble when he gets a little too close with one of his subscribers and she invades his real-self and altergo's universes without being able to stop it.

Y/n will not only help him to keep his secret from his circle, but will also show him there's more of Soundleasure in him than he'd like to admit. 

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Her feet felt heavy as she dragged them on the floor to open the door, surprised -yet disappointed- when she saw her father standing there. It wasn't usual for him to be there, she was always the one going to their place whenever they met outside of working hours, but there he was, looking at her as if there were many things he needed to tell her, when it was just summed up in one simple thing.

With a sigh, he crossed the door, both hands in his pocket while walking down the steps that led to the wide living room.

—How long are you going to continue like this?

—What? —she frowned, closing the door behind her while slowly turning to him.

—How long are you going to push him away?

—Dad... It's difficult. You won't understand it.

—I do —he nodded—. I really do —he assured her—. I know it's deeper than him telling us about your illness. Your overprotectiveness, as if we had no say in where we want to be to support you. But guess what? When someone loves you, they'll find a way to involve themselves into whatever is wrong. Because that's what you do for your people.

Y/n stayed in silence, crossing her arms as she supported her back on the backrest of the couch. Whenever she thought she was going one step ahead, there was something that showed her she was being caught.

—You may have pushed him away, he may have acted like he accepted it, but I can tell that boy is so in love with you he'll worry about everything involving you either way —he mirrored her position, standing next to her—. He's called me every single day to ask me how you were doing. That's what I mean when I say you can't control other people's decisions. He'll worry, whether you want it or not. And I think it's a bit stupid to be heartbroken, when the result will be the same. But that's just my opinion —his shoulders shrugged.

Their eyes were connected for a brief moment, but Harry could see the water in the corners, slowly piling up as they got closer to roll down her cheeks.

—You came all the way here to tell me this?

—I came all the way here because I saw the way you looked at each other at the party. And I can't stand seeing you hurting when it was an easy solution. I came here —his arm wrapped around her shoulder—, because I thought you needed to hear these words to make a decision and consider if this pain is worth it. And now that the message is delivered, I'll let you think about it while I'm going back home to the love of my life —he kissed her temple—. Stop playing stupid, and go back to yours.

As serious as the situation was, Y/n couldn't help but smile at her father's words while he walked away towards the door, blowing her a kiss at the distance before closing the door behind him.

There were a few minutes she needed to consider what she was going to do next, assuming the new information coming from her father, and everything San said the previous night. At the fourth minute, she was already reaching for her phone, looking through her contacts to find Wooyoung's number.

—It's my favorite girl! How are you? Is everything okay? It's been so long since we last talked...

—Woo, we talked yesterday.

Despite what happened between them, Wooyoung always tried to keep contact with her, even if things with San got colder the past few days. He and Hongjoong became the closest to her after the several times they met after they started the dating act, and she wasn't really thinking of giving up their friendships either. Just like she wasn't thinking of giving up San.

—Is San home? —she asked.

—Oh my god, Y/n —he sighed—. I can't keep being your mole here. I'm starting to think you're only friends with me because you want to know about San.

She wished he was just joking around -which he probably was-, but since she took the decision of building up some space with San, their conversations only revolved around him and how he was doing.

—I'm kidding, you know right? —he quickly let her know, due to her silence— I'd snitch on him anytime. You know that.

—Woo, I know —she giggled—. But you didn't answer the question.

—He's not. He went to his parents' to celebrate his father's birthday —she could hear him humming from the other side—. If you call him, he'll pick up. I'm sure —he assured her—. One thing about San: he has a weak ass, especially when it comes to you.

After hanging up the phone, she wasted no time getting to call San, although he wasn't the one who picked it up. A female voice was heard on the other side, gentle and kind.

—Is this Choi San's phone? —Y/n asked, scared that he'd have changed his phone number.

—Yes! It's my son —she gracefully answered—. You must be Y/n, right? He has talked about you so much, and I know it's you because he has you saved as "My sunshine" with a lot of hearts —she giggled.

—I'm so sorry this is the first time we speak —she lamented, not expecting the first contact with her in-laws to be that way—. I wish it was in any other circumstance, but I really need to speak to San.

—Why don't you come here and speak to him face to face? —she suggested— That way we'll get to meet you in person, too.

—Really? I don't want to disturb...

His mother seemed to ignore her hesitation, rushing to give her the address so she'd know where to find her boyfriend.

—We'll wait for you!

Now, besides getting ready to know what to exactly tell, she needed to know what to buy as a gift.

Y/n's car rolled to a stop in front of a quaint, cozy house nestled in a quiet suburban neighborhood. The house was small, with white siding and flower boxes brimming with colorful blooms beneath the windows. A narrow path led from the driveway to the front door, flanked by neatly trimmed bushes. It was the kind of place that radiated warmth and comfort.

As she stepped out of the car, Y/n took a deep breath, her eyes scanning the modest home. The air was still, carrying the faint scent of rain from earlier in the day. Her heart pounded in her chest, each step toward the door feeling like a leap into the unknown. She wasn't sure what she expected, or how San would react, but she knew she had to see him -to make things right, or at least try.

With a trembling hand, she knocked on the door, the sound echoing in the quiet street. Moments later, it creaked open, revealing San's mother, her kind eyes widening in surprise.

—Y/n... you made it! —she cheered, loud enough for her son, who was in the living room, to hear.

Y/n nodded, offering a small, nervous smile with weak fingers playing with the gift as San's mother stepped aside, motioning for her to come in. The interior of the house was just as welcoming as the exterior -cozy furniture, family photos on the walls, and the smell of something warm and familiar wafting from the kitchen. But Y/n barely noticed, her focus entirely on the sound of footsteps approaching from down the hall.

San appeared, his expression one of utter shock as he saw her standing in his parents' home. His hair was tousled, his eyes red from lack of sleep and, perhaps, tears. For a moment, he just stared at her, his mouth opening and closing as if struggling to find the right words.

—Y/n... what are you doing here?

Y/n's breath caught in her throat at the sight of him, her heart aching at the vulnerability in his eyes. She stepped forward, her voice soft but determined.

—Take her upstairs so you can talk calmly —his mother guided him.

San swallowed hard, his gaze flickering between her and his mother, who discreetly kept waving her hands below her hips to motion him to go up. He took a shaky breath, the tension between them almost palpable as he guided her to the upper floor.

The silence between them was thick once he closed the door of one of the rooms behind them, charged with the unspoken words that had haunted both their minds since that night in the hospital. Y/n could feel the tremble in her hands, but she refused to look away from San. She had come this far -she couldn't back down now.

San, still processing her unexpected arrival, searched her eyes, trying to understand why she was there, what she wanted to say. The vulnerability in his gaze was almost too much for her to bear, but it was also what gave her the courage to speak.

Neither of them knew where to start, neither of them knew exactly what to say as they both kept their eyes from each other. But once their eyes met, they both suddenly felt the urge to speak.

—Can I go first? —she asked, her voice shaking with fear of his reaction— I've been thinking of what to say since the party, and I drove here just to tell you I've been acting stupid these days.

San's eyes softened at her words, shaking his head as he was about to deny her words, just to be interrupted by her.

—I did —she nodded—. I thought I was doing the right thing. I thought you needed to be protected, and I was just hurting you more on the way. I complained because you took a decision from me, and fought back by taking a decision from you —she scoffed—. I thought it was fair to push you away because you didn't deserve to live your first love like this, and I didn't realize I was hurting you more like this.

San blinked, his breath hitching as her words sank in. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out, so he simply stared at her, his eyes wide with shock and something else -hope, maybe.

Y/n's heart raced, her chest tightening with a mix of fear and relief. San took a step closer, closing the small gap between them.

—I understand why you did it —San nodded—. And I don't think it's stupid... just stubborn, but that's just how you are.

Y/n shyly smiled, hitting softly his lower belly with the small box, hearing San lowly chuckle in consequence.

—I'm sorry —she whispered—. I don't want to keep being like this. I hate seeing you and knowing I can't reach you. You have no idea how bad I've missed you.

—Don't apologize —his thumb caressed her cheek—. And let's just stop missing each other and go back to where we were. Because if I have to go another day without kissing you —he bent, almost hiding his face on the curve of her neck—, I might go insane.

She silently giggled when the warm breath tickled her skin, squirming in reaction just to close the gap and kiss his lips like she had been dying to do since she crossed the hospital room door. San responded immediately after, digits sinking on her coat, letting her feel the way he was holding her even through the fabric.

—I love you.

Her whisper was barely heard, with it coming out at the same time she gasped for air during the kiss. But it was loud enough for him to hear, stopping just to look down at her.

—Did you... Did... Did you say you love me?

Her lips covered his with a soft peck as she stood on her tiptoes, her eyes shining bright while nodding with a wide smile.

—I do. I love you. And you're the best thing in my life, too.

San smiled, dimples in full display, frowning when realization hit him. His head bounced back, annoyance shining in each one of his features.

—I thought I dreamt that.

—What? You didn't mean it? —she playfully asked, arms wrapping around his shoulders.

—Of course I did. Do you have any idea how bad I've been rehearsing my confession? —he complained, with his lips pouting cutely— And did I just say it like that while drunk?

Her head just shook, with her finally moving forward to step closer to him, gluing their bodies together and resting her head on his shoulder as she hugged him tight. San's body instantly relaxed by that gesture, cheek resting against her head and arms wrapping around her waist.

—Did you drive all the way here just to see me?

Instead of answering with words, enjoying the calming silence involving them, San felt her head moving up and down. He tried to hide the smile it caused, fighting against his own muscles to pretend he was upset.

—You shouldn't have driven so far —he moved back, making sure she'd see his face—. It has been raining so much these past few days.

—But it was worth it —she whispered, snuggling back to him.

They stayed like that for a long moment, the world outside forgotten, as they held onto each other -finally happy in the place where they belonged.

After the emotional exchange upstairs, Y/n and San descended the staircase hand in hand, the weight of their recent confessions still lingering in the air. The cozy atmosphere of the house welcomed them back as they made their way to the dining room, where San's mother had laid out a beautifully set table for the birthday lunch. The scents of warm, home-cooked food filled the space, wrapping them in a sense of comfort and normalcy.

But as they reached the bottom of the stairs, the front door creaked open. San's father stepped inside, shaking the rain from his coat before hanging it on a peg by the door. He turned, his eyes lighting up with surprise when he saw his son and Y/n standing together. There was a brief moment of confusion in his gaze, but it immediately turned into a comforting smile.

—This must be Y/n —he guessed with a gentle smile.

Y/n's breath caught in her throat as their eyes met. She recognized him immediately, her heart sinking as memories from years ago flooded back. It was a day she had tried to forget. But what surprised her more was his reaction to seeing her after so long. Her stomach churned as she recalled the pained look on his face that day, a look of shock and disappointment. And now, here he was, standing before her with a warm, welcoming smile, as if that dark chapter had never existed.

San, oblivious to the sudden tension between them, smiled back at his father, giving him a quick hug.

—I'm Taewoon —he introduced himself, pulling her for a hug—. I'm so happy we're finally meeting you.

Y/n was confused, but it wasn't time to talk about it or react to it.

—Shh... I forgot to introduce myself —San's mother giggled, joining them in the entrance—. I'm Chiyong.

Just like his father, his mother hugged her tight, moving her hand up and down her spine before repeating how happy they were to finally meet her.

—Is that my gift? —Taewoon asked, pointing at the box wrapped in gift paper.

—Ye... Yeah —she nervously handed it to him, box shaking before he finally took it.

—The best gift is seeing my son so happy. You didn't need to bother —he assured her.

Y/n forced a smile, shrugging it off. The warmth of his greeting only deepened her discomfort. She wanted to believe that he held no grudge, but the guilt she felt for that day clung to her like a shadow.

—Come, sit! The food's getting cold.

They all took their seats, and the meal began. The room was filled with the sound of clinking cutlery and light conversation, but Y/n could barely focus on anything beyond the man sitting across from her. San's father was pleasant and engaging, making small talk about the weather and asking about her work with genuine interest. But every time she met his gaze, she couldn't shake the feeling of unease.

San, noticing the tension in her posture, reached under the table and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. She glanced at him, managing a small smile, but the knot in her stomach remained.

As the lunch continued, San's father shared stories from his work at the factory, discussing the changes that had come after he left the company. He spoke without bitterness, but Y/n couldn't help but hear the undercurrent of what had been lost.

Every time San smiled at her to calm her down, it only worked to make her sink deeper in her seat with remorse. She was an indirect reason why San felt forced to lie to everyone, why San had to leave his life.

How was she supposed to just act like that never happened?

—You know, after I left, I thought I'd have a lot more free time, but somehow, I ended up busier than ever. Maybe it was for the best, it gave me a chance to try new things.

Y/n's smile felt strained as she nodded. While San's father just did it to let her know he did okay after what happened, it caused the opposite effect.

The rest of the meal passed in a blur for Y/n. She responded when spoken to, but her thoughts were tangled in the past, and her discomfort was palpable. Every time San's father spoke, it was like a reminder of her role in his life's upheaval.

Finally, as the meal came to an end, San's mother brought out a small birthday cake, candles flickering as they all sang "Happy Birthday" to Taewoon. For a moment, the tension eased, replaced by warmth and love as the man blew out the candles, making a wish.

But as the cake was served, Y/n couldn't shake the lingering unease. San's father, ever the gracious host, offered her a slice, his eyes meeting hers with a gentle understanding that made her stomach twist.

—Thank you for coming today, Y/n. It means a lot to all of us.

His words, simple and kind, only deepened her guilt. She took the plate with a small nod, her throat tight with unspoken apologies. The warmth of his kindness contrasted sharply with the cold regret that gnawed at her heart.

As the lunch drew to a close, Y/n couldn't help but feel a growing need to escape, to breathe, to process everything that had happened. San's father was kind, almost too kind, and that only made it harder for her to reconcile the past with the present. And Taewoon, aware of it, decided to take some action into it.

As if their minds were connected, Chiyong managed to pull San away from Y/n so her husband would be able to speak to the poor girl who was fighting not to cry and apologize in front of the two of them. Her husband had told her about her when they left to pick up the table, while San stayed to comfort her through the lunch. And that was the best time they both could find to deal with that issue.

Y/n was in the exact same state as the last time they saw each other. Her hands trembling, her eyes escaping his, and her lips hesitating on saying anything. Years had passed, she looked more mature, but she was still the young girl who let blame haunt her.

—It's been a long time, hasn't it? —he grinned, finally sitting on the armchair in front of hair.

—Yeah —her smile was small, quickly disappearing—. I didn't know San was your son.

—Yeah, the world is so small —he scoffed, shaking his head—. Who would've thought.

—It feels disrespectful to be here right now —she finally admitted, daring to look at him.

—Why? For following orders? —despite the bitter words, his smile was still so gentle— Years have passed and you're still feeling guilty of someone else's choices. I'll be honest, losing that job wasn't easy, but it pushed me to try new things, to grow in ways I might not have if I'd stayed. And now, seeing you here with San, I know that things happen for a reason.

—How can I not feel guilty? I kicked you out of the company when you needed the money the most.

—The same money you tried to give me after firing me? —her lips were pressed against one another after being reminded of their last conversation— Those things happen, and you were the one in the wrong position to do it. But if it hadn't been you, it'd have been someone else. And still, I doubt someone else would've acted the way you did.

Taewoon was still aware of her uneasy eyes and the way the response was forming in the back of her head.

—Do you know this is the happiest I've ever seen my son? —he caught her attention—. After his mother got sick when he was twelve and he started closing in his shell, we were scared for him. I know he has his friends in Boston, but it still never felt like he allowed anyone in. He got so disappointed at the way people turned their backs on us when we needed support the most that he didn't open with anyone. But he opened to you —his smile was warm—. And I promise there aren't enough words to thank you for it. Let this work as a way to forgive yourself for what happened, hmm?

It was the first time that afternoon that Y/n smiled genuinely, looking down while nodding.

—Now let's leave this aside. I want you to have a good welcome into our family, huh?

—Okay.

—Let's take those two to the backyard and enjoy the rest of the afternoon.

When they returned to the kitchen, the atmosphere was noticeably lighter. San's mother greeted them with a warm smile, and San, sensing the shift in Y/n's mood, seemed more at ease. The rest of the evening passed in a much more relaxed and joyful manner, with laughter and easy conversation filling the small house.

As they played a lighthearted board game together, Y/n found herself genuinely smiling, the earlier discomfort fading into the background. San's parents shared stories from his childhood, and even San, who had been quiet and reserved earlier, began to join in, teasing Y/n about her competitive spirit.

The warmth of the Choi family enveloped her, and for the first time in a long while, Y/n felt like she belonged. The fear and guilt that had weighed her down for so long were replaced by a sense of acceptance and forgiveness.

As the evening drew to a close, they all gathered on the porch, watching the sunset paint the sky in hues of pink and gold as they got ready to say goodbye.

—You're always welcome here, Y/n —his father reminded her—. No matter what happens.

—Of course. Bring her every weekend —Chiyong scolded her son—. Well, not every weekend, but you understood what I meant —she corrected herself under her husband's arched eyebrow.

Y/n smiled, the warmth of their words filling her with a sense of belonging. She glanced at San, who gave her a small, reassuring smile, his hand finding hers again, only to be reminded that she hadn't confronted the consequences of her past completely. 

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[mamirhodessxox]

Hey There Delilah (Part 8)

Cody Rhodes x Fem OC!Reader

(Delilah Jones)

Storyline: Delilah was born and raised by the beach in L.A and grew up in a home where her parents expected her to go to Harvard & become a well known woman who marry’s a man who is a lawyer after high school. But that’s not what she wanted, She always wanted to own a boutique/flower shop & she did, once her parents discovered she wouldn’t attend college they left her to fend for herself but allowed her little sister Kinsley to visit or sleep over whenever, Her little sister always had an eye for WWE but Delilah never understood why but little did either of them know one of Delilah’s customers would become well acquainted. (Creds to @alyyaanna for helping me w the storyline)

Contents: Toxic parents, Angst, Fluff, Smut in later chapters, Based in May 2023, Alcohol, Violence, Corruption Kink, Size Kink, Daddy Kink, Crying Kink, Hand Kink, Praise Kink, Soft Sex.

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It was finally the end of summer, most of autumn was a breeze for everyone, Randy was still having issues with deciphering his emotions towards Mira in which that developed a drift between the pair causing Mira to get into a situation-ship with one of his fellow wrestlers Logan Paul, He was kind to her in general but he also wasn’t Randy. Kinsley was just settling into the apartment Lilah lived in & got used to the privacy & care she wasn’t used to receiving, Randy was still being difficult with communicating his emotions & became irritated Mira wouldn’t wait around but he also refused to fess up about the emotions he told Cody about.

Meanwhile Delilah was internally overwhelmed and overstimulated, A lot was happening in her life, she was engaged to Cody which she was more than happy to be, she was running a store that got more attention merely because Cody’s presence would be there, while planning a wedding with him at the same time. She also had to prepare for Kinsley’s first day back at school which was this morning. Delilah & Kinsley spent the night at Cody’s after going back to school shopping for the necessities.

Kinsley was upstairs getting her uniform on while Cody & Delilah paced past each other in the kitchen taking turns on 2 other things like Breakfast & packing Kinsleys lunch. At some point after switching counter to counter the two knocked into each other and Lilah held her head laughing a little bit along with her Fiancé who kissed her cheek “Your as fast as a mouse y’know that? You just scamper around the kitchen, I don’t think I can keep up sweetheart.” He teased before pushing Kinsleys lunch box into her backpack just as she came downstairs “Hey! You excited for your first day of school?” He questioned as she shrugged giving him & Lilah a good-morning hug “It’s the same boring school so not really.” Cody awkwardly smiled up at Delilah and nodded “Well aren’t you just a little shiny ol’ ball of joy.” He teased.

Delilah smiled and gave her a breakfast sandwich “Here you go Kins, I taught Cody how to make it just the way you like it.” her little sister smiled thanking them before eating her breakfast while Cody quickly put her hair into a braided bun which left Delilah a little curious on how he knew how to do such a thing until she realized last night after putting Kinsley to bed he was on youtube studying something that he thought was important “You learned that from youtube huh?” He looked over smiling “You can’t possibly think I was gonna let her go to school without some classy looking hair right?” She shrugged while letting him do his thing “All done. We should head out now before her attendance is already screwed.” Delilah had nodded in agreement while everyone hustled into the car & drove off to drop Kinsley off. Once they got to the school Cody noticed 2 familiar faces that he knows shouldn’t be there without his or Delilah’s permission “You’re kidding me.” Kinsley mumbled under her breath before Delilah had her wait in the car while Getting out & approaching her parents.

“You’re insufferable, really, You’re the most irritating people ever and a pain in the rear.” She told them while adjusting her pencil skirt while her heels clapped against the concrete when she started approaching them “Is that seriously what You’re wearing to a school Delilah? I thought I raised you better,” her mother commented on her choice of clothing which was a simple women’s White Button up with a black pencil skirt & High heels. Pretty appropriate if I do say so myself. “It’s literally business casual clothing you’re acting like I came to school in a damn romper.” Cody watched from the car rubbing his forehead sighing “It’s to tight on yo-“ she rolled her eyes & stood with her hands ontop of her hips letting no out a slight laugh about how stupid this entire situation is “I don’t know why I’m even entertaining this conversation right now. You guy’s aren’t supposed to be here or near Kinsley without my permission you know this. So turn around go into your car and leave. She doesn’t want to see you, that’s why I’m out here.” She got stern before her father caved in and turned around walking off while Cody quickly got out with Kinsley & walked her up towards the front crouching to her level “I’ll be at this exact spot to pick you up after school alright?” The little girl nodded before hugging him tightly along with her older sister.

After she made her way into the school Cody & Delilah got back in the car to go somewhere else for the day, He tapped his hand against her thigh to certain songs he liked or just did it because he felt like it and even ran his finger over the ring both of them picked out to solidify the engagement between them, He thought the ring they both picked suited her, But he also became curious on things like when she & Kinsley were going to move in. A lot of things ran through his mind but Delilah’s head was loud. She heard every single thought & worry that popped up all at once. Cody drove towards the store so Delilah could help Mira open it up and once that was finished Lilah went upstairs to her little apartment to change into more comfier clothes while Cody stood in the doorframe of her bedroom

“So, I’ve been thinking since we’re engaged and clearly getting married maybe we should start getting ready for you & Kinsley to move in? Not immediately but at some point before the year ends.” Lilah froze for a second and slowly became overwhelmed feeling as if things were moving far to fast for her own liking despite the fact that he was right, She was getting married to him soon & they needed to start moving in very soon. “Lilah?” He tried getting her attention but she was too zoned out before she nodded in a skippish way “I- Maybe- I haven’t really thought about it yet there’s just so much happening everything’s moving so fast!” She breathed out and brushed out her hair looking over at him “Delilah we need to start thinking about it.” She sighed nodding “I- I know! It’s just maybe we should just take things a little slow! Relax for a little bit!” She nervously suggested while he furrowed his brows, “Sweetheart we don’t necessarily have time for slow, we’re actively planning a wedding to get married soon you do understand that right?” Lilah nodded before lowering her head “I just feel a little overwhelmed and freaked! This is a really big step in life an-“

Cody sat next to her but she scooted away “I just need things to be At least a little slow paced so I can process.” He nodded in an understanding manner before she got up and rushed downstairs to handle things she needed to complete within the shop while Mira sat behind the register “How’s the Logan situation?” Lilah questioned while setting up a few bouquets that were ordered while Mira sighed sitting behind the register “I think he’s fun to mess around with, Randy’s being a pain in the ass still since August & now he’s pissed beca I’m in this weird situation with Logan but he won’t communicate his feelings sooo..” Lilah shrugged picking off a few thorns “It’s okay, Cody & I almost argued but it was dumb.” Mira’s ears perked up “Why’d you guy’s argue? You never argue.” Lilah turned around before wrapping up the flowers “Well it wasn’t necessarily an argument just a slight disagreement, he wants me & Kinsley to move in but I’m still just getting used to a lot of things like having Kinsley around full time, Planning a wedding & overall still overwhelmed over recent events, being engaged is exciting but overstimulating, just wanna take things slow y’know?.” Mira laughed “I get that, getting married is a big step in life, but I get his question, you do have to start considering moving in soon before you don’t have much time left.”

Delilah sighed nodding her head before leaning against the counter while Cody finally came downstairs & pressing a kiss on her temple & ran his hand down her back while Mira smiled a little bit before standing up “Lilah why don’t you & Cody go outside, walk around & I’ll take it from here alright?” Delilah looked over & nodded along with Cody before leaving the shop, it was silent for a little bit until Cody finally spoke up. “You know I don’t want to rush you right?” She looked up and nodded a little bit “I know.. I’m just really overwhelmed we just got Kinsley back & there’s school we need to worry about & A wedding to plan & I’m just worried my presence around you 24/7 in your home will be a burd-“ He shook his head in disagreement “Baby your already around me 24/7 if you were a burden which you aren’t I wouldn’t have randomly proposed to you completely unprepared, I want you to be around me 24/7 I want to be able to help you with Kinsley, I want to see your face every goddamn day for the rest of my existence on this planet Delilah.”

She smiled & held his face in her hands before pressing a kiss onto the tip of his nose “I love you.” He smiled back and pressed his lips against hers “I love you more Angel.” he pushed away any stray hairs before kissing the ring displayed on her finger “Your so beautiful.” She muttered out tracing her finger over any minute detail that was on his face, it was true, she thought he was one of the most beautiful men on earth, he really did live up to his “dashingness” even up to this day, everything about him was beautiful to her, His eyes, his nose, his lips, every. single. detail. She was madly in love with his flaws & beauty. He hummed kissing the palm of her free hand while chucking when she ran her finger down his nose “You hungry?” She shook her head “Not really no, just wanna do something.” Cody grinned and wrapped his arm around her waist before they kept walking around the pier “I know exactly what we could do.” Delilah raised an eyebrow before pinching his arm which made him laugh out “We should get Kinsley soon, it’s already 2:30” he pointed out while walking towards the parking lot that he usually put to his benefit, she nodded her head as her hands were intertwined with his before he stopped right at the door before grabbing her jaw very softly while giving her a kiss & lightly biting her bottom lip while his free hand gripped her hip before pulling away and holding the door open for her while she smiled in a flustered way & sat in the passenger seat while Cody got in and began driving to pick up Kinsley.

For the next few days when Cody & Lilah had free time they would lay in his bed doing a variety of things, showing each other something they found interesting or funny off of each others phone, have sex, Make out, Read a book together or nap & proceed to repeat that entire process every single day. Delilah knew Cody was her person, & Cody knew she was his person aswell, they fit together like a perfect puzzle piece, after a week since the minor disagreement between them Delilah finally moved in & organized her things, Cody helped Kinsley decorate her room & even pick out new things to put in there while Delilah would unpack her clothes and out them in a now shared closet with cody but in a way where one side consists of her belongings & the other his. Tonight was slightly special since they decided to gold a party to celebrate the engagement properly, Seth, Jey, Randy, Mira, Logan, Rhea, Becky were coming along. Delilah stayed in the kitchen making a few snacks before everyone got to the house while Cody stood in Kinsleys bedroom hanging some things up “See how refreshing it is to have a whole new vibe to your room now?” She smiled nodding before hugging him tightly “Thank you Cody, you’re the best.” He smiled and hugged her back until he heard commotion downstairs which was obviously Seth & Mira arriving, Seth went over to Delilah after not seeing her for awhile & hugged her “Congratulations you’re a more successful person at life than I am” he joked while Randy came in with liquor while Cody hustled downstairs kissing Lilah on the cheek & help set the table. Logan would stand in a corner with Mira while they talked with someone while Randy would stand across the house scoffing while Cody looked over “What’s up your ass?” Randy took a sip of beer he had in his hand “Mira is just being co-“ Delilah shook her head “Nobody in this house is being complicated Randy, You couldn’t confess your feelings to her and she didn’t feel like waiting for you, If you want her back go get her back. Stop standing against the wall and actually get her.” Lilah advised to Randy before turning into the kitchen to handle any stray appetizer dishes.

Delilah liked the Idea of having a happy ending to her fairytale, But her fairytale was far from over, she still had many things to accomplish, in-fact it was only the beginning of a new chapter in this fairytale of hers, especially now the two most important people in her life were no longer going to be in the picture for a very long time.

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[mazzystargirl]

ok living up to pinned post w some true confessions/dark secrets… so basically after i tried to kms in 2021 fall and went to the hospital i entered a really intense slut era and like started impulsively spending money and stuff too and i didnt have a job so i was like oh omg having a sugar daddy would work out really well for me and also i wanted to do things that would be like damaging or whatever idk why i did it rly. but anyway i engaged in some sugar baby behaviors. and then that winter break i went home from school and met up w some of my friends who ive known since i was a kid. now i have to give a little bit of context here cuz its important. so i have these 3 friends, one of whom ive known since i was 3 years old (N) and the other two since i was like 7 (S and J). and we all live in a very tight knit neighborhood/cultural community where mostly everyone knows everyone. and so my 3 friends parents know my parents. i guess you can see where this is going… but anyway i told them i had a sugar daddy or like it came up in conversation idk. and that was that. then literally the following AUGUSTTTT my mom comes to me and is like oh so some people in the neighborhood have been saying that you’ve been engaging in risky behaviors with older men and that youve been meeting them in hotels. so obviously i denied it very emphatically and tried to pry out who tf she heard that from and honestly i was like what like who could have even spread that and she said J’s mom told her and was lowkey rly cagey about it bc she didnt want to “break her daughter’s trust” and had asked other aunties about the situation like wtfff… and then i remembered i had mentioned to them over winter break so she must have fucking told her mommmm. i decided to assume best intent and chose to believe she was worried abt me and thats why she told her mom so i messaged her like hi did u tell ur mom abt this and i appreciate ur concern but i would have appreciated it if maybe u came to me directly and checked on me it would have been better and u lowkey hurt my feelings cuz now im stressed and anxious and don’t know whos saying what abt me etc etc. and then…

she fucking LIEDDDDD she said she didnt say anything to her mom AND that her mom didnt say anything to my mom!?? which i know is fucking bullshitttt 😭 like it makes 0 sense like if no one said anything is my mom just pulling shit out of the air and if she was how would she land straight on the money like that it just doesnt add up. so i was like um ok ?? uh have a good day. and decided to let it go and i lowkey don’t speak to her anymore and i told N and S that im not speaking to her but they can hang out w her if they want. and i forgot abt it.

but now i just moved back home after finishing school and its lowkey been eating away at me. it hurts me that she was my friend for 13 years and its all up in flames and i never got any closure or an apology or even her to admit or acknowledge the situation?? it hurts me to be at home worried abt what people are saying or thinking about me. i know i shouldnt care but what other people think of me bothers me. im not ashamed of myself and my choices but i don’t want other people to think less of me. i don’t want to reach out to her bc what if she doesn’t care at all about the situation ??? i don’t want to be like this has been eating at me forever and it really hurt me and her to be like what r u talking about i don’t think about you at all. she also just got into med school and im happy for her for real like glad shes doing well its just like. she hurt my feelings really bad :(

anyway if you read this far… what should i do 🥲 is the only path forward trying to let go… tbh i think i just need someone to validate my feelings like am i right to be hurt or is it all my fault and should i beg for forgiveness 😭 like my friend N got coffee w her a couple weeks ago and brought it up to me twice what does that even meannnn

[opheliajupiter99]

PLAY Pt. 3 (OUAW Horror Fanfic)

*Hootsie before the front door, frozen, doing her best to grasp the situation she'd found herself in. As she sat there, 'papa' moved down the hall and moved to stand in front of her. It wasn't her papa, she could so clearly see that, so why did he smile as if everything was fine?!*

"Aw, come on Hootsie, don't be like dat! We got dinner all set up for the lot of us! Ya Uncle Kremy made extra special tonight." *He said cheerfully. Uncle Kremy? Did that mean there were more of these...things? She whimpered, and shook her head, pressing herself against the front door, not wanting to move from the spot, even if she knew she couldn't open it*

*'Papa' huffed, marching over to her and grabbing at one of her front paws, not roughly per say, but in a manner that made it clear he was upset, in a way she'd never seen her -real- papa be. He dragged her down the hall towards one of the far doors, and despite Hootsie being quite a bit bigger than them, and much heavier to boot, she found herself being dragged with remarkable ease*

*They went through a door into a dining room, with a long dark brown table with matching chairs lining it, a pink and white floral tablecloth draped over top of it, and a hefty pot of gumbo sat in the center. Sat at the chairs were, indeed, more of these things, copies of her real family, specifically Uncle Gideon, Aunt Twig, and Uncle Kremy just having a seat after placing down the gumbo. She didn't see Uncle Torbek or Uncle Frosty, but presumably they were around here somewhere as well*

*'Gideon' looked up towards the pair as they entered, waving to them with a big smile, his brown button eyes shining softly in the candlelight* "Well shucks howdy, look who it is! The gal of the hour!" *'Kremy' and 'Twig' looked to her as well, similarly waving cheerfully to her. She didn't wave in return, or even give a single hoot in response, shivering softly in fear and panic as her mind quietly raced as to how she could escape all of this*

*To her surprise, she found the doll-like version of her Uncle Gideon seem to notice this, his demeanor changing ever so slightly, tilting his head a bit as he lowered his hand. He was still smiling, but the smile almost seemed...a bit forced* "Hey uh, little green? Lil' one doin' alright?" *He said, 'papa's' gaze quickly snapping towards him, his smile staying firmly in place though he did stare at him rather intently for a brief moment* "Oh, she's just a bit peckish, dat's all! Come on Hootsie, let's sit down."

*Hootsie, after a moment of once again freezing where she stood, slowly took a seat, a specialized chair built to hold her weight sat there just for her. Her 'papa' sat right beside her, with Uncle Gideon across from her, his smile still seeming forced as 'Kremy' put down a bowl for her* "Came 'round just in time, still nice and hot!" *Her false uncle declared proudly, wearing a perfect mimic of her real uncle's chef apron and chef's hat*

*It seemed until she figured something out, or better yet, her family did, she'd have to play along*

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*The real Kremy had just finished his ritual to commune with the Baron, his vision clouding as he entered a kind of trance. His sight returned to the image of an area consumed in darkness, with brief flashes of neon colors in the distance like lighting, and directly across from him, a figure shrouded from view, only the light of the cigar clutched in his teeth visible*

"Sir, I'm real sorry to bother ya, but I just gotta ask somethin' of ya. My niece, she...she's fuckin' gone! I dunno what the fuck happened, we were asleep, and she was-" *The Baron rose his arm and held out his hand, his skeletal digits becoming visible as he held up a finger in a 'shush' motion. Kremy stopped speaking immediately*

"Well, -I- know what happened. Somethin' real bad came leakin' its way outta Ghetit, and it was able ta - cause of ya!" *The Baron declared, now pointing that finger outwards towards Kremy. Kremy's eyes widened* "W-What? No, sir, I swear I didn't-" *Baron waved a hand dismissively, a loud crackle akin to thunder heard as the neon blared for a moment before subsiding* "It came through ya cane! Ya cane be a window right into Ghetit, let's ya talk to me, let's ya do ya magic, let's ya hear those damn whispers. All it had to do was climb its way right on through, when ya weren't payin' attention!"

*Kremy stood, stunned at this revelation. It wasn't that it didn't make sense; hell, the perfect sense it made was precisely what hurt him so much. He'd just never thought of it, never pondered what would happen if he left his cane unattended too long, especially in a magically charged place like the Feywild. He was usually one to dodge these kinds of things, run from guilt and responsibility for his actions, but this...this was different*

*The Baron harshly slammed the bottom of his cane against the ground, knocking Kremy out of his thoughts as a loud crackle of thunder was heard once again, followed by another flash of neon* "Don't be goin' quiet on me, boy! This be YA fault! And I swear to all the nine fuckin' hells if ya don't fix it, there'll be fire and brimstone upon the whole fuckin' lot of ya!" *He said, in an absolute rage. The Baron cared about many things, but one of the things he cared most about were children and their safety, after millennia of tending to and guiding fallen children down in Ghetit*

*Kremy felt tears sting at the corners of his eyes, still reeling from all of this. But after a moment, he took a deep breath, stood tall, and looked up at the Baron, a determined expression on his face, even as his eyes were still filled with guilt and self-loathing* "Let's make a deal then, Baron. For just...whatever we need to get her back. I don't care what I gotta pay for it. Just...just do it." *He was terrified but meant what he said. Of course, he didn't know what the Baron would ask for, and perhaps it was just his pessimistic nature that made him assume the worst, but even if it was that -particular- price, he would indeed be willing to pay it*

[alwaysxlarrie]

underrated fics of 2021 + 2022

ok so yes i did a masterlist of my fav fics of 2021/2022 but i wanted to end the year w some fics from 2021/2022 that, in my opinion, are underrated! as a smaller writer, i know how discouraging it can be to see lots of popular writers/fics on everyones’ lists all the time, but never see yours. & that’s no one’s fault! but i wanted to balance it all out a bit w this. just a friendly reminder that not getting many hits, kudos, comments, etc is not an indicator of your talent !!! write something because you want to & it makes you happy -- you’ll find your audience along the way!

i actually didn’t read a ton of fics that came out this year (i was surprised before i remembered that i work in retail & we’ve been short staffed the majority of the year & i pet sit on the side & am a student .... makes sense that i wasn’t able to read nearly as many fics as i wanted to lol.) so i’m incorporating some fics from 2021 as well, just like i did w my previous list & managed to compile a list of my top 15 underrated fics :)

as usual, the fics are in alphabetical order 

consequences of public breeding by @jaerie / jaerie

as someone who’s very passionate about social justice & inequalities, this fic spoke to me. i love the way jaerie writes harry’s internal monologues acknowledging the difficulties & bleak realities of the situation while still allowing himself to be/feel empowered however he can. we love to see it! & the tension & dynamic between harry & louis? top tier!

charm your pants off by @evilovesyou / 4ureyesonly28

i know this was released super recently but i’m counting it anyway lol. from the banter to louis’ immediate flirting to harry’s clumsiness, everything packed into this short fic is so cute and is guaranteed to have you grinning the whole time. 

darling, can’t you see by @tommokat / tommokat

this fic is such a good combination of crack, humor, fluff, hurt/comfort & smut. it was on my ‘marked for later’ list for a while before i finally got to sit down & read it this past week & it was so worth the wait !! plus we love cat mom harry hehe

do you think the tides know by @loveislarryislove / livelaughlovelarry

i betaed & helped out with this fic BUT would i still think the writing & story telling is phenomenal even if i hadn’t? yep! annika’s ability to write the raw emotions, navigation, dynamics, etc of this fic is incredible.

gotta get (me) outta my head by @parmahamlarrie / parmahamlarrie

as someone who has severe adhd, this fic made me feel super seen. i, unfortunately, do not have a lovely dom like harry does, but i am perfectly content with living through harry for this fic. the way bee describes harry’s feelings going from trying to navigate the scrambled mess that is her head to how louis’ praise makes her feel to how safe & protected she feels with louis? amazing. groundbreaking. we love to see it!!!

i need you right now, baby (won’t you come home?) by @non-binharry / enbyharry

this fic is a great representation of the fact that a fic does not need to be long to good!!! things happen fast but they don’t feel rushed. louis & harry’s dynamic right off the bat is cute & sexy. is sexy even an applicable word to describe a dynamic? idk either way i’m going with it lol

know you better. by @wabadabadaba / wabadabadaba

this fic always keeps you on your toes, wondering how the next interaction louis & marcel have will go. the pining, flirting, louis being protective & supportive, marcel opening up & letting louis in & their healthy communication is amazing. i’ve included this fic on some of my previous lists, so it’s a shocker to no one that i love it & would absolutely recommend.

little freak (aka: jezebel) by @homosociallyyours / homosociallyyours

if you know me, or read some of my fics, you know how pro adopt don’t shop i am (especially for older animals but i digress), so i’m obsessed w the lecture harry’s mom gave him. the whole fic is so cute, funny, cozy & just a lil bit steamy. my cat’s at the vet today, actually, so kind of ironic timing. regardless, if you’re looking for a feel good fic, i 10000% recommend this one !!! (also my house is an acab household so we love louis’ reaction to harry’s joke ab his occupation)

lazy days and pancakes for two by @cyantific / cyantific

i also betaed this fic & know first hand how much work, research & love was put into this. another wonderful feel good fic that will leave you grinning for hours after you read it. larry’s banter, love for the each other, respect for each other, etc. calling it wonderful is an understatement, to say the least, tbh.

making my way downtown by @disgruntledkittenface / disgruntledkittenface

i love how maggie describes louis & harry’s dynamic in any larry fic she writes, including this one. i’ve included this fic in my previous masterlists before & it’s for a good reason !! whenever harry’s internal monologue went into how louis acted with harry at the party, i just wanted to know more!!! and then when louis panic spam texted him?? ugh. so cute. my heart.

where’s the divide? by @2tiedships2 / 2tiedships2

melanie always writes the funniest internal monologue for louis, you will never get through one of her fics without laughing. this one is super short, sweet & lovely. niall & louis’ friendship dynamic is always top tier, too. there’s so many cute aspects about this one. shoutout to harry going along with louis’ fake chef abilities.

wanna play you like a game, boy (what’s the thrill of the same toy?) by @thebreadvansstuff / thebreadvan

ari already knows how obsessed i am with this fic, but let me tell all of you. i’m obsessed!!! i am normally very much a praise kink type of girl, but the way larry’s dynamic was written in combination w the humiliation kink? louis’ dirty talk? harry thinking he’s been nonchalantly getting louis to go along w his experiment, just to find out louis was -- & always is -- ten steps ahead of him? YUM. WONDERFUL. AMAZING. brb i’m manifesting that part 2 !!!!

when did i first know? i always knew by @panye / eynap

steph is literally carrying the weight of the shiall main pair fics fandom on her back & she deserves more recognition for that. the way she writes the foreshadowing build up to shawn’s realizations, zayn’s observant ass observing correctly & helpfully & niall’s reaction/response?? i absolutely think that even if shawn isn’t your otp, you’ll love this fic. it’s so cute & fluffy & hot & she’s even given everyone a nice dose of larry & ziam on the side.

your head in your hands as you colour me blue by @hershelsue / docklands

this is such a wonderful, cute, raw fic. greta is phenomenal at writing metaphors & bringing anything they write to life. it’s written in first person which i think, instead of putting readers off, it just makes you feel so much more immersed in the fic & the wonderful world greta created.

you make the world taste better by @loveislarryislove / livelaughlovelarry

ok so yes i also betaed this fic bc annika is wonderful to work w but i genuinely recommend this one as well. the psychology major in me is obsessed w the dark & twisted plot twists & the ending. i loathe miscommunication used as a plot device (in some fics, it’s understandable, in others it’s used an excuse to create unnecessary angst, but. i digress) & i cannot tell you how relieved i was when i saw that there was an opening to use miscommunication to create more angst & annika instead decided to throw in communication that was healthy yet understandably withdrawn. the bittersweet ending always gets me conflicted bc like i want a happy ending??? but it’s so good & absolutely makes sense for the fic??? i could go on forever.

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in a last second decision (i swear lol),i’m gonna use this as an opportunity to shout out my current wip bc it’s my first chaptered wip & i’m very proud of it so far & i’m excited to continue it (new chapter goes up every saturday! i’m not sure if i’m gonna post this saturday’s upcoming chapter on monday instead bc of new years eve. idk. we’ll see. but other than that, every saturday!):

you are my destiny (you are the reason that i still believe)

“Being a new employee at a company means that you have to learn to brush off the shitty bosses, shitty coworkers, and not getting the credit you actually deserve for things. At least, that's been Harry Styles' experience. Coworkers who steal his ideas in pursuit of getting praise and a raise, and a boss who's indifferent at best and condescending at worst. Harry has learned to expect this reality for the foreseeable future. He's accepted it.

What he hadn't expected was for Louis Tomlinson to waltz into their company, and his life, and change around everything he thought he knew about fate. -- A Cinderella AU.”

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as always, if you read any of these fics, please remember to leave kudos & a comment for the talented authors!! i also have more masterlists planned for 2023 bc i have no self control so watch out for those lmao

[lollytea]

Darius n willow dynamics hc please

Hunter stayes at darius s place quite often (post canon) so they have small talks while willow waits for Hunter to get ready etc

(obsessed w her as darius s equivalent in dana s art)

Ohhhhhhh I have SO MANY Darius and Willow dynamic headcanons

I think it's so funny to imagine Darius and Willow having a frenemy-type relationship. Partly because Darius is just Like That with all children cuz ew children and partly because Willow is literally never going to get over their first meeting and refuses to let Darius forget it either.

She frequently reminds him of just how terribly he handled that whole situation. She's mad about how many hours it took her to wash his stupid abomination goo out of her hair. She cannot BELIEVE a grown man seriously botched what should have been such a simple task to such fantastically idiotic proportions. All he had to do was employ some basic communication skills. HOW did he fuck this up so bad? Willow isn't even all that angry. She doesn't really hold grudges (anymore) but she's so just astounded by his audacity that she can never let it go.

Everytime she gets started on this Darius is like "Really? Really? We're still on this, are we? Haven't you ever considered finding something else to get riled up about? I hear they're raising the price of griffin eggs. Where's the rage for the failing economy?? Kids these days get abducted on an evil government airship once and its all they talk about for the rest of their lives."

Darius never admits to any mistakes on his part and insists he had the situation entirely under control. But if she weren't in such a hurry to abandon ship...Oh, this gets Willow hopping mad. Darius will dig his heels in further until they're having a full blown debate.

Whenever the conversation even begins to steer in this direction, Hunter desperately attempts to change the subject. If he doesn't, he knows this could go on for hours.

They're fond of each other, they really are. And they enjoy the passive aggressive quip battles. But they'd never admit it.

Darius absolutely uses the nickname "Little Princess" for Willow and he says it with a smile but god....GOD, so much bitchiness in his tone. Its wonderful.

"Darius." Willow will greet him in return, also smiling sweetly and her tone makes his name sound the way cursive looks. And he immediately knows she's calling him a bitch too.

Oh Willow loves to be a little shit and get under Darius's skin. She loves it so much. And Darius, in turn, likes to exaggerate what a pest she is.

Hunter will be staying at his place and Darius will answer the door to Willow.

"Uck. You again." He says, exasperated.

"Me again :)" Chirps Willow, delighted that she received such an On Brand Darius greeting. "I am Hunter's girlfriend after all :)"

"Yes, I'm well aware of that. You won't shut up about it."

"And I don't intend to :) Would you be a sweetie and fetch him for me? :)"

"Do I look like a butler to you?"

"No. You look like a maid :) I really like your frilly apron :)"

"Alright alright, give it a rest. I'll go get him."

"Thaaaaaank you, Daaaaaarius :)"

"You're a nuisance, little princess."

Darius loves to insist that Willow is a terrible influence on Hunter, though he doesn't actually believe a word of what he says. Darius puts a lot of value on spunk and rebelliousness and has never believed in that "kids should respect their elders" nonsense. No, kids should should always speak their mind. At least that's what he always did as a kid. Darius has never been all that impressed by manners and obedience.

Willow is wild. She's outspoken. She's got flair. She's tough. She's confident. Quite frankly, she reminds him a lot of himself. And he truly hopes her best traits will rub off on Hunter. He has no intention of ever saying it aloud (maybe some day. If he is talked into doing a wedding speech of some sort.) but he believes they're a perfect match. They bring out the best in each other.

Although that won't stop him from groaning loudly and being like "Must you do this now?" When Willow gives her boyfriend affection while Darius is standing right there. Come on!! Come on!!! He doesn't need to see this!!!

"Ohhhhh I'm sooo sorry," Willow says with a theatric pout, still cupping Hunter's face after smushing her lips to his cheek. "This is just what wicked girlfriends do. They kiss in public :( Can't be helped :(" Because she thinks getting called a terrible influence is the funniest shit ever.

Willow especially likes to roast Darius when Hunter is around because she loves making him laugh. And like. He will sincerely TRY to hold back giggles when she's joking at Darius's expense and Willow considers that a challenge. So the three of them will be having dinner together and Willow will be cracking jokes, Darius will be making the most ridiculously offended expressions and noises and Hunter will just be suffering. Just trying to hide his face in his hands, his whole frame buckling, desperately trying not to burst into hysterics.

Then Willow is like "What's the deal with your hair? It looks like a lava lamp." And Hunter completely fucking loses it.

Darius blinks. "What's a lava lamp?"

That only makes Hunter laugh harder.

"He'll suffocate because of you." He says dryly to Willow. "And then you'll be sorry."

But if Darius is being honest....he likes that she makes him laugh so hard. He might have been exaggerating his faces just to add to The Bit. He's pretty sure Willow had figured that out.

I'm recycling this as something we talked about on discord once. So, in the same vein that Willow won't let their first meeting go, Darius also has his own incident where Willow fucked up and he never lets her forget it.

At some point after she and Hunter started dating, she came down with the common mold. And you know how that is. She got super loopy and clingy. And when Hunter showed up at her place to check up on her (being warned by her dads to keep his distance) she was immediately "Hunterrrrrr!!! I love you!!! Kisses?? Can I have kisses??? I haven't seen you in a DAY and I MISSED YOU and I want to KISS YOU. I think if I don't get kisses I'll DIE!!!" And like. What was Hunter supposed to do? You think he has the willpower to say no to that? Really? Honestly?

Anyway it just so happened that Hunter was scheduled to stay at Darius's place that weekend. And so sick cranky moody disgusting germ bucket Hunter immediately became Darius's problem.

Obviously Willow showed up to see her lovely boyfriend and the moment she stepped into the house, Darius was like "YOU!!!!!!!!!!"

At least Willow had the decency to look ashamed. She actually gets really embarrassed when Darius reminds her of the time she wasn't in her right mind and got Hunter sick. So, of course, Darius brings it up constantly.

Darius hates sports. Always has, always will. Too barbaric, too much dirt, too much sweat. However, he now has no other option but to attend every match the Emerald Entrails plays. And he also has no option but to cheer the loudest out of everyone in the crowd.

("Out of everything in the world you could have seduced him with, did it have to be sports?"

"Yeah :) Have a nice day :)")

But the first game he attends is memorable. Because it's the first time in years he bumps into his old abomination teacher, Professor Hermonculous.

And of course Hermonculous is delighted to see Darius again. Why wouldn't he be? Not only was he the best in his track but he may have been one of the greatest students Hexside has ever known. He accomplished so much!! Invented so many new techniques in abomination magic!! He wrote a book!! He became a Head Witch!! (Back when things like Covens actually meant something. Some witches still saw them as status symbols.) In his old professor's eyes, Darius was everything he could have ever wanted in a student.

Darius, on the other hand, did not greet Hermonculous half as warmly. It was quite a short grape vine. A girl tells her boyfriend and her boyfriend tells his former co-worker/current weekend roommate.

Yes, Darius was a success. But he knew full well how Hermunculous treated students that disappointed him.

"Once the Emerald Entrails have annihilated the competition, I think there's something you and I should discuss." Said Darius icily. "Professor."

Willow is immediately on the defense when she shows up at school the next day and her former abomination teacher calls her into his office for a private conversation. But she is completely floored when she receives a completely unprompted formal apology from miserable old Hermonculous himself. She leaves the office in a daze.

However, once the bewilderment wears off, Willow begins connecting dots. She's no idiot.

"Darius." She whispers the next time she sees him, tugging at his forearm and beckoning him to come closer.

Assuming she has some confidential info to share, Darius crouches to Willow's height and is surprised when she presses her hands to his shoulder to keep her tippy toes balanced and pecks him on the cheek.

"You have a pretty big heart for a bitter old man." She says.

Darius squints at her witheringly. "Did you just call me old?"

Willow beams.

[spookyserenades]

I’VE NEVER WANTED TO PUNCH SOMEONE IN THE SKULL MORE-

but I wanna punch u in like a loving way ya know 🥹🥺🙈🙊🙉😭

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ok i didnt have time to talk abt last chapter, but honestly all u have to know is that i loved every single word, every punctuation mark, every period, every space-

omg this chapter was wild i cant-

yoongi and y/n, I’ve never met a couple whose good and bad at communication at the same time i cant- no cause like him writing a song for her bc of her, when he played it i imaged Butterfly for some reason, the melody is so beautiful on the piano 🥺🥹 omg not him with his shirt off at the b-ball court. He rlly flexing huh, yeah sure ur too HOT 🥵 omg she got a vision, LIKE HER MOM! Will this be a reoccurring theme with her? Oooo. OMG THAT FIRST KISS WAS SO SWEET WHEN IT SORT OF CAME FULL CIRCLE WITH YOONGI ASKING HER TO KISS HIM! AND THEN HIM ASKING FOR MORE OMG ITS SO HOT WTF I KNOW I SHOULDNT BE THIS HORNY YET BUT UR WRITING IS JUST 🤌🏼 💋 THEY ARE IN LOOOOVE FR LIKE WE KNEW THEY BOTH HEAD OVER HEELS, SO HEAD OVER HEELS THEY COULDNT GET SLEEP FOR WEEKS/DAYS~ OH MAN SECRET RELATIONSHIP YEAH WELL-

omg wtf yeah secret relationship went down the drain lol. Either hobi’s hearing is super good and he’s near the room or everyone heard y/n fucking whining into yoongis mouth dam. Or he saw that quick kiss in her room omg ur cliffhangers dana drive me INSANE! Hobi is such a tease too! Now him teasing her for her heart palpitations poor girl cant handle all the handsome men around her like same girlie pop-I do wonder how this will effect the hybrids dynamics with each other and her 🤔

omg jinnies b day he deserves the world. Not him feeding her, he KNEW what he was doing and in FRONT of everyone too 😏 him warming up her hands with his breath i cant- and then going to take cooking class in February. HIM SAYING HE DOESNT WANT TO GO WITH ANYONE ELSE BUT HERRRR 😭 him saying lets go home bc home is smth he never truly haddd and he feels safe mow eeek😭😭😭😭

Omg not tae driving the way home- KNOWING THE WAY HOOOME. No cause like you can tell they probably all know the way home by heart bc they cherish her and the house sm its means so much to them i cant i actually had to stop reading after that line bc i got so emotional. Omg tae is taking his photography seriously 🥰 im so glad hes really delving into his passion! Omg their ID’s lol they must be so cute and funny 😆

ofc jimin is a responsible cutie we love, cant wait to see more scenes with him later~ but him saying y/n looks good in any photo ✋ stop sir u are such a charmer i cant- eeeeeek

omg joonie so cute. He cares for her sm and he’s the type of person to not beat around the bush. He cares and wants her to be straightforward when shes upset 😭 eeeek

omg the scene with jk- i LOVE BANTER SM and their scenes always crack me up. Jk’s dialogue is so fun! No not her giving the puppy dog eyes 🥺 and it not working… or maybe it did 😏 omg and her being bold with that KISS ON THE CHEEK- i was imagining jk when he gets surprised or zones out 😲 its so funny 😂 omg y/n has W Rizz for sure~

omg ben already predicted this my mans was just waiting for her to catch up- its so good to see him again I love y/n’s friends. Him lifting her up but also humoring her is SO what i would do if my friend was in a similar situation! Like Y/N GIRLIE POP I ARE THE IT GIRL U GOT NOTHIN TO WORRY ABT!

THANK YOU SM FOR THIS UPDATE I LOVE U SM DANA!!!!! KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!!! Remember, make sure to take care of urself first and foremost! 😤 Love you byeeee~

FDJSKAFHDSAF I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO PUNCH MY SKULL LMAO!! I'm so so happy that you loved the last two chapters, there was SO much that went down, I can't wait to chat about them hehehe 💜

SO fhdjsaf you're right on the money with Yoongi and MC not knowing how to communicate with each other for SHIT. Like I think they rely on telepathy or vibes too much, neither of them are mind readers... so much of their conflict these past two chapters could have been resolved if they just sat down and talked calmly about things for an hour or so!!! 💀BUT stop it right now Butterfly is one of my favorite BTS songs, so so gorgeous on the piano, and I could imagine a very similar melody that Yoongi would write for MC being something like that too. 🦋

HNNNNGGGFF Yoongi all sweaty on the court without his shirt.... damp long hair....teasing MC the whole way UGH I just know that I'd be drooling! 🥵And with that vision WHEW I'm so happy I could incorporate that into MC's character finally, I will say that this is something that will begin to happen more frequently for MC-- ever since she has been diving more into her spirituality and practices, her psychic abilities have been getting stronger.

The kiss. THE KISS!!! I'VE BEEN DYING TO WRITE SOME ROMANCE FOREVER NOW MY GOODNESS IT TOOK 13 CHAPTERS!! I just feel like Yoongi is such a 0 to 100 kind of guy when it comes to kisses, sweet and tender to begin with, then BAM super passionate and intense. I really really loved writing that scene, I'd say that Yoongi was truly desperate and yearning for MC for so long that he couldn't help but beg for more hnnnnngggg. But now they have to tip toe around for a little bit until they figure out how to tell the others, which turns into MORE yearning and AH I wanna chew on my drywall!!!! 👹

djkafdakfdask I'm excited to continue off where we left off! You know I always gotta leave you all on a cliffhanger. I wonder how MC is going to dodge Hoseok's questioning, and we don't know if he heard those two making out (he shouldn't have been able to, the music room is soundproofed...) or was perceptive to how weird MC and Yoongi were being with each other. I also feel like if Hoseok heard them, some of the others would as well, and I can think of a few (Namjoon, Tae, Seokjin for ex.) that would probably bust down that door!!! But also your theory of Hoseok possibly catching their kiss in the hallway is something that could have happened eeeee. Also I love teasing Hoseok as well he raises my blood pressure... poor MC can't even hide her heartrate from them!

UGH Jinnie's birthday he's such a sweet darling, I love that he was able to go out somewhere yummy to eat and spend time with everyone. I also really love when he feeds MC... it's so hot to me idk why like yes PLS grab my face and stare at me and treat me like a princess Jin!!! Always making sure she's warm, wanting to go to the cooking class with just her, and feeling truly at home with her and in their house I CAN'T He's just such a love. 😍

Tae baby... just like Jin, he knows where home is now and AH they're just all getting so close. You're so right, they really cherish her so so much. Tae and his photography too is so fun to write about, it's nice that he gets to express himself creatively and the other hybrids let him take their ID pictures was a sweet hidden moment that I'm happy you noticed!

Definitely more Jimin on the way!! It's been the Yoongi show for a bit, but that's just how I've planned these few chapters. Don't worry, each of them will get their turns to be the stars, which I'm super excited about in the future! Charmer Libra Jimin is my Roman Empire, totally more of a flirt and a romantic as time goes on. Joon UGH!! My little wolf, he's warmed up so much to MC, and he's very straightforward and stern like you said-- ever since the Incident, he seems to be very concerned about weather or not MC is feeling upset.

HA I love writing MC and Jeongguk's interactions, they're both such little shits and you can tell when they get on each other's nerves, but it's less antagonistic these days and more playful. He totally called her out for pouting, and while it might work for some of the others, it doesn't on him LOL. But she got him back with that kiss, huh? I bet she's been dying to do that for months...

I'm PSYCHED you mentioned Ben. He's my favorite side character to write, and it's nice that MC is able to confide in him about any of her worries. You're right, he totally caught onto her having crushes on all of them (it's probably dead obvious to him) But ahh it makes me so happy that you love him as well!! I agree, I'd probably act the same way towards MC if I were Ben-- teasing her but trying to encourage as well. 🫣

FDJAKSFH THANK YOU FOR READING AND SENDING ME SO MANY LOVELY COMMENTS!!! As always I look forward to what you have to say about updates, and I love you sm as well! Hope you had lovely holidays and a fun new year my sweets! 😘💜

[lara-eats-the-rich]

[CW: Mentions of violence, gore, sex? I guess?]

So uh, a friend of mine told me that I desperately needed to make an account here, so here I am. Name’s Lara, and I’m a shapeshifter. Been one for 6 or 7 years now. I won’t really go into how that all happened – kinda ashamed of it, made a pact with some demon or whatever and am now cursed with only being able to sate my hunger by eating human flesh – not particularly pleasant to most people, I imagine, but I make do.

There’s plenty of not-so-great people out there that won’t be missed, ya know? Corrupt people, I mean. I’m not some monster who goes and eats innocent people off the street. It’s more fun anyway to lure in some corrupt asshole only to tell them that their actions have consequences.

Fun. Yeah. It’s uh, really fun, actually. Like, really fun. Half the reason I became a shapeshifter in the first place was because of the fun of playing a character, if that makes sense. I could pretend to be literally anyone. The other half of the reason is because I hated who I had to be. Course, I didn’t expect the whole curse thing when I asked that “doctor” for the medicine. Only after starting the treatment did they tell me about the whole eating people thing. Wasn’t too pleased about that, as you can imagine – they only revealed themselves as a demon or something when I tried to kill them. Scared the shit out of me. Haven’t seen them since.

You’d think that whole situation doesn’t lend itself much to making friends, but there’s communities for everything, it turns out. I’m not even the only shapeshifter. Far from it, actually. I mean, the “hating who I had to be” thing isn’t uncommon either – I did label myself as trans for a while, but not anymore. I’m not limited to one look, one person, one form - so much for ‘basic biology’, eh?

Actually, I know a gal who’s got much stronger shapeshifting stuff than me. We’re really good friends, actually. She’s trans, too, but spends most of her time in her actual body, even if she could get to exactly where she wants to be with a snap of her fingers. It’s kinda remarkable, actually. She says it’s because she doesn’t know how she’ll end up looking anyway. That’s pretty brave of her, I think.

As far as I know, she got into the whole shapeshifting thing because of a demon, too. I mean, they call themselves a demon, or a goddess, or a demon-goddess, so it’s not strictly the same thing. Amy’s not even cursed by it or anything. Lucky bitch. The ‘goddess’, as she calls them, apparently granted her the shapeshifting stuff because – get this – she wants Amy to be her heir. Yeah. So now she and the goddess have the same abilities. Supposedly she’s the goddess of chaos and change or something, but I’ve never heard of her. Their abilities even extend to other people, too. They make these little symbols, or gestures, or something with their hands and then they can just… change anyone. Amy, because she’s a nice person, only does it with willing participants – I’ll get into those later – but the goddess just does in on whoever she feels like, and calls it divine retribution, funnily enough.

I think I used to know her in school, actually. Weird coincidence, I guess. Course, we were both different people, metaphorically and literally. That was long before any of the transform-y things. It’s not that we were even friends, particularly. Well, we are now, of course, but we just didn’t really talk. I guess it took both of us to become the ‘real’ us before we actually got close to each other.

I mean, we’re not like that with each other. Found out pretty quickly after trying to uhh… “lure” in some food that I’m not really into sex. Or romance, particularly, either. So I guess I’m aro-ace. I just use it to get closer to my food so I can… you know. It’s got me in some pretty funny scenarios, looking back. Like, several times I’ve lured in a guy who ends up wanting me to give him head, only for me to literally eat his dick. I mean, it’s not that simple, of course, I won’t just go straight in for it, but I’m not interested in pleasuring the other people aside from just tricking them. That’s the fun bit.

Stuff like that is kinda the worst part about the eating people thing, though. But I have figured out some nice little ways around the actually yucky bits. You know, like the stomach, and uhh… lower bits. I’ve found that I can make some sort of chemical that basically causes all of that to get expelled from the body before I actually eat the targets. I don’t wanna deal with all the yucky stuff.

The process of getting rid of it all is kinda gross unfortunately – I usually bump into them “accidentally” and give them a little prick of the chemicals, then over the course of a week they sorta… throw up all of the bits I won’t eat. Not pleasant for them, sure, but its all turned into sludge anyway so it’s not like its recognisable to anyone. After that they feel perfectly fine, as if nothing happened. Not really sure if they can actually live properly after that, not having a digestive system and all. At least, by the time I give them that little injection I’ve already decided that they’re the target anyway.

There’s also another chemical I have that clots a lot of their blood where I bite them – I guess it’s a venom of sorts, which is kinda cool. Stops a lot of the major bleeding. Makes it so I don’t have to clean up too much. I’ve kinda gotten used to it, as you can tell. I used to put a lot of time into not leaving a trace behind, especially before the chemical stuff, but Amy and the goddess gave me all sorts of ideas that really help out so much. Shame I can’t share a meal with them. I mean, I guess I can, but I don’t get any sustenance from regular food. Still tastes good, though.

Jeez, I’ve really typed a lot, haven’t I? Maybe I’ll wrap it up for now. I’ll probably write some of my experiences down with the whole hunting thing sometime if anyone wants to read it. I guess its sorta incriminating, but it’s not like I can be arrested or something. I can probably escape from anywhere. That’s an odd thought, isn’t it? Anyway yeah, bad-guy-eating stories coming soon, I suppose. Or maybe let me know if there’s something you want to ask me? I’m open to that.

[soul-wanderer]

Alright, it’s been a few days since the last episode aired, and I figured I wouldn’t become any more chill about this, so we might as well tackle this rant regarding people’s judgement of Theo’s character and the underlying racism issue in this debate.

Let’s start off with the fact that we’ve slowly been learning more and more about Theo’s past, which is relevant when it comes to unpacking his current behaviours. In 05x17 we learn that Theo’s best friend, who turned out to be gay, was rejected by his own parents due to their beliefs and that Theo let his friend crash at his place until said friend’s dad showed up at his house with a gun, ready to kill his friend. We then subsequently learn that this both highly affected both Theo and his friend, to the point where Theo is still getting emotional over it when telling this story years later.

We also know that Theo grew up in a tight-knit but poor community and that he lost his dad when he was eight years old and that he still misses him, which becomes apparent after the barbershop fire. We also get glimpses at the overall tone within the community, when his friends/family sort of tease him about the person he’s become, and it’s clear that Theo is struggling with that, because on one hand his career is important to him, but on the other hand it has removed him from his community, especially because he tried so hard to blend in at the SFD and part of him is probably still trying to prove that he is worthy of his career, despite where he came from.

In 05x04 Theo tells Vic about his previous relationships and pretty much admits that they were all toxic (”I didn't think it was real if it didn't make you want to kill yourself”) and that Vic was the first person he didn’t have to prove his love to.

Fast-forward a few years, we get to Theo’s time as a captain at another station and to his friendship with Travis and Michael. The three of them were best friends until the tragic accident that cost Michael’s life. There’s never been any doubt that his death has absolutely wrecked Theo, to the point where he asked for his own demotion, meaning the SFD did not find him guilty, simply because him misjudging the situation was a mistake - a grave one, but a mistake nonetheless, and mistakes do happen, because we’re all just humans after all. It is also important to note that Travis, at this point, has fully forgiven Theo, which he keeps making clear, by reassuring Theo in everything he does. He even goes as far as saying, “No, you’re not [screwing it up]. You’re figuring it out. There’s a big difference. You got this, man. You’re a great firefighter. I’m proud to call you my captain”, which is a big deal, because the last time Theo was captain, it got his own husband killed and Travis, of all people, was ready to forgive him for the mistake he made and trust him to be captain again.

So, let’s get to the good part now. The part where Theo is clearly stressed to the max and to the point where he has seemingly random outbursts because he feels like he’s losing control left and right - something he absolutely wants to avoid, because he wants to do better, because he doesn’t want to lose another person, because there is so much pressure on him, and large portion of it is coming from himself. And Vic keeps pushing and probing, which is absolutely understandable, but Theo clearly isn’t at a point where he is ready for confrontation, but needs reassurance and support instead. It doesn’t make him a terrible human being, it just makes him about as flawed as any other person on that goddamn show. I mean, remember how much Maya screwed up as a captain at first? And the team still managed to give her another chance, so why not extend the same second chance to Theo?

And this is where we get to the uncomfortable part, because part of the reason why Theo is very much judged differently than Maya (or any other captain on this show), very much feels and looks like underlying racism and very much matches what we know about his past. Theo himself has told us between the lines that he is working hard on his career and to be professional and be taken seriously on the job. Which, given his ethnicity and upbringing, is probably really fucking hard. If we take one look at the captains and other people in leadership positions, it’s not hard to figure out that the majority is middle-aged white men. And well, Theo is not that. But Theo worked hard to get there, to prove himself worthy and capable of this position. Even when he doubted himself after the mistake he made. And he still does - doubt himself. Which proves that he has the heart in the right place, because he cares. He cares about his team, and he cares about doing things right, and he knows when he is messing things up.

And most of all, he knows he is going to be treated differently, he is going to be judged harder, for messing up. He is going to get judged for his temperament, for his words, for his manners. He is going to get judged for everything he is and for everything he isn’t. And even Vic acknowledged his code-switching as a means of survival, but sometimes that still isn’t enough and Theo is painfully aware of that, too.

The bottom line: Does Theo need to learn how to handle the pressure differently? Sure! But what he needs, is the support and reassurance of his team - and Travis gave him exactly that, and Andy was trying to give him that, too, and I’d like to believe that this kind of support is what is going to help him find a balance and escape this crushing weight of responsibility he is facing, simply because of who he is as a person.

And I am sure Andy and Theo will get past their “argument” soon enough, because they both have a similar temperament and grew up in similar communities, so if anyone understands Theo, it’s going to be Andy, of all people at the station and because Theo clearly felt terrible once he learned that Andy was trying to do something nice for him.

[sapphiretaehyung]

♡Immortal♡Hwang Hyunjin♡1♡

Summary: Coming from a village of witches, these four siblings grew up with a knowledge of both the good and bad sides of magic. After the death of their oldest sister Seondeok, their brother Kyungho suddenly left his two other siblings, and in an attempt to get him back, Dohyun and Seonhwa are in Seoul. Seonhwa is stuck living the life of a high school teenager while her brother Dohyun tracks down their older brother. Will Seonhwa find a new life in Seoul and a reason to continue on her immortal life?

Genre: Historical au, highschool au

Pairing: Hyunjin x OC

Warnings: none

Word count: 2.5K

a/n: this story was originally written like 2018 on wattpad (link) so I thought why not bring it over. It being from 2018 there may be a few things such as age gaps that don’t quite make sense but I’ve tried to edit through. I will be updating every few days so stay tuned for more!

Being immortal may sound amazing, you don't need to worry about time, you don't age, and death well it's not much of an issue. Although there are always downsides to the positives, you always end up alone in the end, the only constant is my family. We aren't what you usually link with immortality, vampires, we are more like what people think witches are. We have powers and can do spells, but we aren't as physically weak as the myths of witches. There is only one known way to completely kill us, for us to die after ingesting ghost orchids, which thanks to my brothers, is one of the rarest plants in the world. My older brothers, Kyungho, who is 5 years older than me, and Dohyun, who is 3 years older than me, made it their goal around a hundred years ago to make the ghost orchid close to extinct and make sure we were the only ones to own the plant after it was used against our oldest sister Seondeok by a witch trying to remove our existence from Earth.

We became this way in the year 520, meaning we have been this way for over 1500 years, by our parents who were practising witches. Our parents were the head of the community, so they had access to all the power of the rest of the witches, so they used it to protect their four children against the illness and poverty of our village. The spell itself took a sacrifice, our father, to complete, but after the village found out what happened, they killed our mother as well, leaving the four of us alone. The villagers completely destroyed our home trying to find my mother's spell book, to destroy this spell as they believed it would only cause evil, but I took it before my siblings, and I left and have never shown it to another person.

The death of our sister sent Kyungho into a spiral, and he left Dohyun and I alone after they got rid of the ghost orchid, so since then we have been looking for him. Kyungho and Seondeok were only a year apart in age, so they always grew up like twins, and Seondeok had taken over the role as all of our guardians after the passing of our parents. We traced Kyungho down to Seoul, which conveniently is very close to the village we originally called home.

"Remind me why I am the one being sent to school?" I asked Dohyun as he handed my backpack to me with massive grin on his face, I swear I'm always the one being put into these situations.

"Because I clearly look like the older one out of the two of us, plus you are technically still 17 Seonhwa" He explained grabbing my shoulders and turning me around to push me out of the front door and towards his car.

"Yeah, but why school? How am I meant to help find Kyungho in a confined space with a bunch of teenagers for half my day?" I questioned him as we both sat down in the car.

"Because we need to keep as low a profile as possible, and I'm sure a 17 year old girl running around in the middle of the day isn't low profile. Now I'll keep eye on the area with working in the police station and I'll let you know when I find anything" He explained, I just took that as the end of the conversation, unwilling to continue in circles. We quietly sat in the car for the rest of the drive to the school, which was only around 5 minutes away.

"So just try your hardest to keep a low profile and make some friends," Dohyun said as I got out of the car "See you later" He quickly shouted as I closed the door. This must be around the tenth time I had become a high school student over the years, but the first time back in Seoul. My siblings and I tried to live a life in as many countries as possible, but almost every time was found out and chased out of the cities. We were unwanted by witches but were feared by humans, mainly thought of as a myth.

I walked into the main office of the school after receiving many looks off of students, obviously wondering who I was. As much as my brother wanted me to, I did not care for making friends, I was purely there to get Kyungho back.

Now you may wonder why we continue living on after all these years, well we all have our own reasons. Kyungho has dedicated himself to revenge, which I never fully agreed with, he spent many years tracking down and killing the ancestors of those who killed our mother. Dohyun on the other hand lives for us all, he always wanted the rest of us to find happiness and love, which links to Seondeok, she kept going to try to find her true love, he died from illness back when we were all still mortal, so she was looking for him reincarnated. Then that leaves me, I was always unsure on why I kept going, maybe it was the guilt of leaving my siblings, being the youngest they were always so protective of me, and after Seondeok's death, I never wanted either of my brothers to go through that again. For now, the reason is finding Kyungho, then after that, I just need to look for another reason.

"Hi I'm the new student Sohee," I said to the woman at the front office. I used a fake name as my name is rather old sounding, Dohyun thought it was best for me to use a more modern name to fit in more.

The woman just looked at me before looking back at her screen to find me, she quickly wrote something onto a sticky note and handed it over to me, it had my classroom on it. She never looked back at me so I assumed that just meant for me to go find the room myself.

I quickly turned away from the desk and accidentally bumped into a boy who was taller than me.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have been standing so close" He apologised after holding me, stopping me from falling over.

"It's okay," I said stepping back, giving myself some distance from the boy.

"I'm Kim Seungmin, are you new?" He asked, obviously noticing he had never seen me around before, this was a rather small school, only having one class per year group.

"Oh yeah, I'm Sohee," I told him as he looked down at the note in my hand.

"Ah we are in the same year, do you need help getting to the class" I responded with a quick nod. "Well I'm just grabbing some books from the teacher's office so if you want to come with me I'll show you to the class," He said, as we quickly walked to the office.

I stood a bit behind him as we walked down the hallway, not really wanting to start a whole conversation. We arrived at the office and I stayed outside as Seungmin walked over to one of the desks, I looked around the room to see a few teachers sitting at their desks with some students doing what I presume is the same as Seungmin.

"Okay, let's head to the class," Seungmin said with a smile as he walked over to me. I just quietly followed again while looking around the hallways, they were as you see almost every school, the walls an off-white colour with many windows looking out across the front of the school. We soon stopped outside one of the classrooms as Seungmin opened the door.

He walked over to whom I presumed was the teacher and handed over the books he had been carrying.

"Here you go, and this is Sohee, she's the new student" Seungmin explained to the teacher.

"Thank you Seungmin," The teacher said as Seungmin went to go sit down leaving us. "Hi Sohee, I am Mr Lee and I will be your homeroom teacher" He started as he opened a drawer in his desk, pulling out a padlock.

"Take this and choose any of the empty lockers at the back of the room, you can use them to put any belongs in that you do not wish to take home or to leave your PE clothes in," he said making me look back, you could tell which ones were used and which were empty as most the student had decorated the outside. "All we ask is nothing permanent decorating them, apart from that it's up to you" He explained to me as I nodded. "Now there is a few spare seats up the back and all the other students are here so feel free to take any" He explained, and I began walking to the back of the classroom, a few students looked over at me, but most were too engrossed in their own conversations.

I took an empty seat at the back next to the window and pulled out the few supplies from my bag.

"You're new," A boy said from in front of make making me look up from my bag.

"Um yeah" I responded going back to what I was doing, placing my bag onto the ground.

"I'm Jisung" He smiled and held out his hand to shake mine.

"Sohee" I said looking at his hand, obviously not willing to take it.

"Not a hand shaker, noted" he said taking his hand back. "Well if you need anything let me know" He added before quickly turning away, he must have noticed my lack of interest in the conversation.

I arranged my notepads and pens onto desk before starting to doodle on the front of one of them. School was really the last place I wanted to be and despite being 1520 years old, my brother still saw me as his 17-year-old sister, therefore making me come here. I understood that if people saw me at home or out around school hours they may question my brother and I so I guess this was the easiest way around it.

"Alright class, we have no new announcements apart from our new student Sohee, so everyone please be nice and make her feel welcome" Mr Lee said making everyone turn to look at me, including those who ignored my presence before. "Now since we have nothing else to discuss use the next ten minutes till your first class wisely" He said as everyone began going back to their previous conversations.

Once Mr Lee left the classroom I saw Seungmin walking over towards me before taking the empty seat next to me.

"So you picked a locker yet?" He asked me and I responded with a quick "nope".

"Well come on and choose one" He said standing up, there was no point in arguing as I could tell Seungmin was the enthusiastic and motivating type. I quickly stood up after him and walked over next to him.

"The one next to me is free if you want it" He suggested smiling to me again.

"Yeah sure" I said as he opened the locker door.

"Now I suggest gift wrapping paper to cover it as its easy to wrap around it if you're wanting to decorate it, also most people have pictures of their family or friends inside" He explained as I took a closer look at the lockers. Most were, as he explained, covered in gift wrapping paper and had sticker letters on them spelling out their names. Seungmin quickly opened his locker and pointed in it.

"Here is a picture of my little sister and I" He showed me as I saw the picture of him with a small girl who looked no older than ten. "She is really annoying, but I guess that is how siblings are" He laughed.

"Tell me about it" I quickly said without really thinking first.

"You got siblings?" He asked.

"Yeah two older brothers and I used to have an older sister" I told him quickly, hoping the 'used to' would get him to stop talking to me, which lucky for me it did.

"Well I'll let you sort out your locker" He awkwardly said before walking back to his seat. I closed the locker and put on the lock the teacher had gave me, before heading back over to my seat.

"Damn how'd you do that?" Jisung said to me once I had sat down.

"Done what?" I asked him.

"Got rid of Seungmin, he always glues himself to the new students to try show them around, he really nice but can be overbearing" He explained to me taking a sip of his water.

"I mentioned my dead sister" I bluntly said making him almost choke.

"Well that's one way to do it" He said before turning back around to face the front of the classroom. Well I guess if I need out a conversation that is the easy out.

A teacher soon walked into the classroom and every one of the student quickly went quiet. This school was known for being one of the top in the country and I was starting to notice that. All the students seems very serious about their studies, and from what I could tell so far was they were all very smart, although I did not have much to go off of so far.

"Right so today we will be getting into our project groups" The teacher explained, I could tell from the books that everyone pulled out, she was the history teacher. History, as much as I am good at it, I dislike the subjects. Who wants to constantly write about their own past and the time periods they lived through. I understand teaching the youth about the countries past to not repeat Wars and such, but been there, done that.

"So please look at the board at the front and get into the groups you see" She explained as she put up the groups onto the board. I quickly looked through the list and found my name, which I half expected to not even be there, in a group with both the boys I had met this morning, Seungmin and Jisung along with another name I did not recognise.

"Look like you're stuck with me" Jisung said turning around to me as I saw Seungmin walking over with another boy who I assumed was the other one in our group. Seungmin sat in the seat next to me as the other boy took the seat next to Jisung.

"This is Sohee" Seungmin said to the other boy as he nodded.

"Hi I'm Hyunjin" He said smiling to me. It appeared he was a mix between Jisung and Seungmin, he had the approachable smile that Seungmin showed and seemed as outgoing as Jisung. I gave him a quick nod as response.

"So you will all choose a ruler or Royalty of Korea, or any historical Kingdom of Korea, and make a presentation on them" the teacher told us all, as the boys began discussing choices.

"I think we should do Queen Seondeok, there is plenty on her life and many dramas have been made" Seungmin suddenly making me slightly shocked, his first thought really had to be my dead sister? I hoped they wouldn't chose anything to do with my past but I guess that's just my luck.

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[asexualinasexualworld]

Have you ever been accused of being judgemental because you're ace, not over slutshaming but over not understanding how real "dating" works. I'm aro/ace and my sister once told me that myself and another asexual she knows are the most judgemental people she knows when she gets hung up on her ex's. I try to be supportive but am out of my comfort zone when it comes to this so my advice is usually to ignore him and the fight was started when she texted him after hating him all week.

okay, first of all, this Q is from years ago now and we would like to apologize for that. we haven't actually been on tumblr in a long time. OP, if ur still on here, so sorry for the extreme delay.

to answer the question tho, b/c we do think it's a good one, no, we've never been accused of being judgmental for being aro/ace, but we do absolutely understand feeling out of your depth when friends ask for relationship advice. and sometimes, even tho no one's ever called us either thing, we do worry that we must come off sounding either judgmental or else very sort of 'cold fish' in those situations, b/c our advice p much also always boils down to either 'u need to ignore ur ex til ur over them' or 'well if this bothers u this much and u aren't willing to talk ur SO about it/already did and they aren't willing to work on fixing it with u, then u just need to dump them.'

which, to be clear, we do actually think is probably technically the correct advice most of the time; relationship problems don't generally solve themselves, u do actually need to communicate w ur partner or partners and work together to solve them. and then, if the issues aren't solvable, or if ur partner/partners aren't willing to do that for whatever reason, then u really are basically just left w the question of whether the issue is a deal-breaker for u or not.

BUT, we also think that is usually probably really hard for people to hear.

we remember talking about romance movies w another ace friend of ours once and laughing about how we both felt like we just didn't understand them b/c it was just so unrelatable to us. as aro/ace folks, it just doesn't seem like it should be that hard to just... not make the choices that always got the drama going in them. like to us, it was just felt like 'is it really that hard to just not sleep w X person? or to stay away from ur ex?' and what we decided was that, while obvs movie and show characters exist specifically to make bad choices in order to facilitate story/drama, that the fact that the genre works for so many people probably means that actually yes, it must be much harder for non aro/ace folks. it must actually be a fundamentally different experience that we're just never going to fully understand.

which is fine, ofc, but it absolutely does make it hard to figure out what to say when a friend is complaining or freaking out about relationship stuff. or how to frame it in a way where it won't accidentally make them feel like u think they're an idiot for having feelings or whatever. we're still figuring it out ourself tbh, and sometimes we actually just straight up ask a friend whether they actually want advice on how to solve/deal w the situation, or whether they just need us to listen and commiserate and maybe join them in bashing their ex for a bit or something, because we can do either thing, but they are very different things for us and it helps us to know which friend-purpose we're currently serving.

so we think the TL;DR here is basically that, no we think ur probably not actually being judgmental, but we do think that since the aro/ace experience (or lack there of) of things like sexual desire and deep romantic attachment is fundamentally different from the non-aro/ace experience, it is often much easier for us to hear a friend talking about a relationship issue their having and ignore the emotional struggle of it in order to see the options for solving/dealing with it, which is probably jarring at best for the other person. like they were looking for mom-friend to listen to them and make them tea and tell them they'll be okay and instead they got dad-friend handing them a toolbox and a trouble-shooting manual. both roles are important, but it's definitely hard to do both at once lol

anyway, we hope u and ur sister managed to work it out!

[pokemondarkpathau]

A Dark Path Walked Chapter 2: The First Signboard

The next morning came and every participant was standing near the entrance of the Community Center. Carmine was pretending to smile as she looked at Juliana and her classmates while Kieran was trying not to be shy. “Good morning, everyone!” Briar said in a cheerful tone. “Did you all sleep well last night?”

“Of course!” The red cap Naranja Academy student smiled.

“That was a wonderful feast!” The Female Naranja Academy student chirped.

“Wonderful!” Briar clapped her hands. “You all must be very excited to work with our two lovely Blueberry Academy students on this Field Trip!” The teacher turned to Carmine and Kieran. “Why don’t you introduce yourselves, children?”

“Hello!” Carmine is pretending to be enthusiastic. “My name is Carmine! It is a pleasure to meet you outsi- I mean… Lovely visitors from Paldea! I look forward to working with you!”

“H-hello…” Kieran waved shily. “I-I’m Kieran…”

“Carmine and Kieran actually grew up here in Kitakami!” The caretaker said. “If you have any questions about Kitakami, you can always ask them. And you two better be of help, is it a deal?”

“Aye-aye!” Carmine said with well-hidden sarcasm.

“Yes, sir.” Kieran nodded.

“Now that that’s settled.” The caretaker continued. “Why don’t we tell you what the assignment of this school field trip is? You will be working in pairs. Each pair will find signboards scattered through Kitakami and take a photo. There are three signboards found in Loyalty Plaza, Kitakami Hall and the Paradise Barrens. Each signboard tells of an urban legend. Before we begin, let me give you all a gift that will improve photo-taking with your Rotom Phones.”

The caretaker gave each Paldean student a Roto Stick and taught them a “rad” pose, the rad part had Briar giving the caretaker a look of disapproval.

“Thank you, sir.” Juliana smiled.

“Yeah! Thank you!” The other three Paldean students followed suit.

“Such wonderful children.” Briar smiled. “Well, then. Why don’t you find your pairs?”

Juliana had an idea of who she wanted to pair up with and went straight to Kieran’s spot.

“Hi, Kieran.” She smiled.

“H-hello…” Kieran was still nervous. “I’m sorry if I never got your name yesterday.”

“Oh yeah.” Juliana realized. “You never did get to know my name. It’s Juliana. Anyway, I just wanted to ask if you wanted to pair up with me for the assignment.”

“You… w-want to p-pair up with m-me?!” Kieran blushed as he heard Juliana’s question. “W-well…”

“Kiki would not shut up about you.” Carmine stepped in the conversation. “And that is surprising since he is usually quiet. By the way, he wanted to ask if you wanted to battle him since you did ask him to help you out with your little situation yesterday.”

“Sis! Don’t say that out loud!” Kieran turned to his sister. “Why are you telling her, dummy?!”

“Watch who you call dummy, young man!” Carmine hissed at her younger brother.

“First, don’t you think you should calm down on how you talk to Kieran?” Juliana said. “And second, of course I can battle you.”

“Y-you want to b-battle me?!” Kieran stuttered. “I-I’m so h-happy!”

“Alright, everyone!” Carmine called out. “M-make some space! A battle is about to begin!”

Everyone cleared up some space so Juliana and Kieran could begin their battle. Sentret was easy to defeat, but his Yanma was very difficult for Juliana since it had knocked out her Arboliva, Annihalape and Armarouge, the latter was defeated by a Critical Hit Bug Buzz. Juliana sent out Kilowatrel and used her Tera Orb to Terastalize her Kilowatrel to a Flying Type.

“What the?!” Carmine gasped.

“Wowzers!” Kieran said. “Is this… the method of Terastalization?! So cool!”

“I know.” Juliana said. “I got this Tera Orb after I helped out a friend. Now let’s finish this, Kilowatrel!”

With just a single Air Slash, Kilowatrel took down the remainder of Yanma’s HP. Kieran recalled his friend and smiled at the Pokéball.

“Wowzers… you’re such a strong battler.” He played with his hair. “There is no way I can beat you.”

“What are you talking about?” Juliana said, recalling Kilowatrel. “Your Yanma defeated half of my party, it even took down one of my Fire Types. You’re a good battler, Kieran.”

“R-really? Th-thank you so much!” Kieran’s eyes beamed in joy when he heard Juliana’s praise.

After they both healed their Pokémon and Juliana, recharged their Tera Orb, the students all made their pairs… Juliana with Kieran, Carmine with the tall Paldean student, who Juliana calls Emanuel, and the red cap student, who Juliana calls Josue, with the female student, who Juliana calls Paloma.

Each pair went to a different side of Mossui Town to talk.

“So…” Juliana played with her braid. “Where do we go first?”

“I-I suggest we find them in order and go to Loyalty Plaza.” Kieran hummed. “That way, you can learn of the legend better. You can g-go ahead… I’ll catch u-up.”

“There’s no need to stay behind.” Juliana smiled. “We can both go together slowly. It can help me with catching some Pokémon in Kitakami.”

“A-are you sure?” Kieran shook his head. “I m-may be a burden.”

“You won’t be a burden.” Juliana smiled. “I promise.”

The two walked up slowly to Loyalty Plaza, with Juliana catching a Sentret, a Sewaddle, a Poochyena, a Bellsprout, an Ekans and an Applin, since Kieran told her of a new form of Applin. They arrived at Loyalty Plaza.

“There it is. The first signboard.” Kieran saw the signboard.

The two went to the signboard and since this was Juliana’s first time in Kitakami, she decided to read the signboard.

“Let’s see…” She looked at the signboard. “It says… ‘Long, long ago, there was a fearsome ogre in the land of Kitakami. The ogre made its home in the mountain behind the village, frightening all who ventured there. One day, the ogre came down from the mountain in a terrible rage, causing great fear in the village. By some stroke of luck, Okidogi, Munkidori, and Fezandipiti all happened to be there as well. The three Pokémon laid down their lives to fend off the ogre and send it back to the mountain. In admiration, the people of the village bestowed upon this brave trio the title "the Loyal Three." Their remains were given a proper burial, and statues of the three were erected above the site’ Well… this is…”

“That is the legend of an ogre and the Loyal Three.” Kieran said. “Don’t you think that the Ogre is a cool Pokémon?”

“It is a really cool concept.” Juliana said. “Really?!” Kieran’s eyes beamed in joy. “The ogre defeated three Pokémon at once! It was very strong.” He then shook his head. “But… no one would like a scary looking ogre.” “You like the ogre?” Juliana asked. “Yeah…” Kieran nodded. “You know… when I was small, I would always travel to the ogre’s home to find and meet the ogre, but I found nothing… the only scary part was the amount of earfuls the adult gave me.” He realized something. “Oh, right! We should take a picture for our assignment.”

They took a picture with Juliana’s Rotom Phone since Kieran doesn’t own a Rotom Pokémon.

“That was a great picture.” Juliana said. “You seem too nervous to go on this trip, Kieran.”

“Honestly, I didn’t want to go on this field trip…” Kieran sighed. “But I am glad I did… I get to go around my hometown and talk to you, Juliana… By the way… all this walking made me a bit hungry… we can settle for a picnic… would you like a sandwich-?”

He was interrupted when Koraidon popped out of its Pokéball, scaring him. “Gyah!” He nearly screamed. “What is that thing?! Some kind of… kaiju or s-something?!”

“A Kaiju?” Juliana shook her head. “This is my Ride Pokémon, Koraidon.” “Koraidon?” Kieran tilted his head. “And you ride on it? And it comes out of its Pokéball when it hears the word sandwich?”

“Yes.” Juliana nodded. “I did give it a sandwich made by my mom because it was weak…”

“Wowzers… you’re really special, Juliana.” Kieran muttered to himself.

“What was that?” Juliana heard the muttering. “I-I-It’s n-n-nothing!” Kieran nearly panicked. “D-do you still want to do a p-picnic?!”

“Of course!” Juliana said. “I am hungry too. We can make some curry to go along with the sandwiches.”

“You make curry?!” Kieran beamed in joy.

“Of course!” Juliana nodded. “It is a specialty in Galar, where I used to live!” They had a picnic where they fed themselves and their Pokémon curry and sandwiches. As they were packing their stuff for the picnic and the curry, Juliana realized something. “Where to next?” She asked.

“We head off to Kitakami Hall, that’s where the second signboard is.” Kieran answered.

“Before we go there, can you tell me where the item for the new Applin form is?” Juliana asked. “I am very curious.”

“Of course!” Kieran smiled. “Let’s go!”

“Do you want to try riding Koraidon?” Juliana asked. “I can try…” Kieran nodded.

Juliana sent out Koraidon and hopped on after helping Kieran and they headed off to continue their journey.