#I'm very dumb but please go follow all these geniuses

[sweatandwoe]

Blog Recommendations

Hello all, I decided to post a fic (coming out later tonight) to celebrate 2k followers, but also I wanted to recommend some blogs, cause 1. This other creators are amazing and 2. I wanna see milestone work

These aren't in any particular order and I'll put a brief blurb beside each one just to explain what they're about

@ink-and-dagger Ya know her, ya love her. Seriously if you're not following Inky or reading Drink with me, fool of a took. I'm gonna be following Inky into the end so if you're here for the long-haul be prepared

@a-gal-with-taste Gal has so many works, that it's hard to pick a favorite. But right now we're getting Flawed, and you should def check that out

@chickenparm You enjoy bastard blorbos? A variety of content awaits you here, with John Seed, Spike Spiegel, and Silco. I'm gonna be following Chicken for life, and with her writing skills, she'll get you to fall for new blorbos everyday

@vasiktomis also has John Seed content, but also has Marcus and Silco from Arcane (Vida is an excellent OC as well I wanna marry her AND have her punch me in the face). An artist and an author, they're amazing and also some grade A shitposts

@simpfiles Simp's headcanons are fucking high tier. Like same grade as fics I've read, have me staring at the screen and making (good) noises. Also incredibly funny with good takes A+ you should follow

@designfailure56 Design I love you, and you need to change your name to Design Success. With amazing designs for not only Silco x Reader fics, but Solas from DA art along with amazing DnD Designs, you should follow Design for some good art

@pomegranatebat They're a wonderful, tough funny lil guy. Bringing joy and shitposts to life, they also have amazing painting and animation skills. You should follow (and commission) them

@zkyfall amazing art, amazing fics. Funny and super nice. I have notifications on for when they post because I know it's gonna be amazing

@x-amount-verbs Helping Hand is becoming one of those fics where I know I'm gonna re-read it years down the line. A+ writing, super funny and kind. (You should also follow their main @onewhoturns)

@aromansoul love love love you Sharky, giving us amazing boxer Silco and that amazing Silco and Jinx comic. Gonna be following Sharky forever (and you should be too)

@insult-2-injury one of the funniest people here, I will continue to love her even if she wears a jiaper with some jorts overtop. An incredible fic writer too, and please check out the masterlist you will not be disappointed

@lemmielem WORKS WAY TOO HARD GIVING US AMAZING STUFF. Lemmie you need a day off, and a nice drink and to be read all the Silco fics, while we follow you around and fan you (because we're your fans)

@iseutz SUSU IS ANOTHER ARTIST AUTHOR COMBO. Writing beautiful fic, drawing amazing art. I adore you, would marry 10/10 person

@of-the-argonath I MISS YOU SHER. COME BACK. Writing incredible fics, such as a Dragon Arcane fic, and Love thy Neighbour, I am swooning and in love. Go read it

@kikorenart following for life. Kiko's art is beautiful, and your art with Silco is so inspiring, I got some stickers of it. Also creator of some of the most cursed art I've seen, love you <3

@lemonmancer another artist who needs to be fanned and adored. Drawing not juts Arcane, but Resident Evil too with the magento husband. Fanastic art, and also wrote some amazing x Reader fics

@six-feet-sleep fun fact, I didn't realize until like I went for a re-read Six wrote a fic I commented on and replied to me, long before I actually met her. An incredible author, one of the funniest authors I've ever seen, along with being an amazing artist

@mazikomo Not only one of the best fic headcanons or writers, with new fic In too Deep, but also one of the greatest bakers the world has ever seen. Really likes beans too, if you like em

@astudyincontrasts have you read penance yet? Cause me and Inky review the chapters each time one comes out. Personal lil bookclub, they also have amazing Viktor x Reader and some boxer!Silco fics!

@dad-dumpster The Daddiest with the largest dumpy. Art is A tier, I'm never gonna get over with how you draw Silco's hair, and now stuff with the DBD guys. I have so many emotions about it (all positive ones) go follow em

@arcanescribbles though their name is Arcanescribbles, I'm gonna be following even when the Arcane stuff stops. their artwork is beautiful and I know it's gonna be in art gallery one day

@thesaltybuns CREATING SO MUCH ART FOR US! o7 thank you for your service, and letting us view all of your art. It's amazing and I'm lucky to know you Buns! <3 <3 (you can also see @thespicybuns for some other artwork hehehehehehe)

This is getting pretty long so I'm gonna list some other accounts if you like Silco stuff here below, you should follow them for the good good content (also they all seem very nice!)

@purpurniymstitel @ashc-drawing-art-corner @cuckconnosieur @deny-the-issue @steponmesilco @vinciwolf @silcobussy @tsukioreo @heydeerie @fic-heaven @witchypandamonium @sunofzaun @itstracker @ironandglass @lilli-chae @shahs1221 @agoutighost @dust-of-starsandlittle-hopes @silcoitus @perfectlywingedcrusade @flower-of-zaun @whooooshhhhhh

[the-firebird69]

And having a battle of some kind right here

Zues

I understand that and you know I'm kind of battle it is and it should be over soon it's with Tommy f and hopefully everybody gets it now that we're a lot more than a little confused to a little concerned it's a very important matter at this moment and what is doing here please unacceptable but it just keeps pouring it on this is a geniuse he says.

Hera

I'm going to help you out with the math Tommy f because you're saying so much you never listen I got to show you these valuable to us by killing all of your people as I said you little a******

Thor Freya

I got a lot more people than you think but I do get this I'm going to try and get in here all day and it won't work wish I had all night and it didn't work now we were fighting each other

Tommy f

Fargo continues today today is most of the homicides and it starts snowing a lot and he's arrested and then the show moves on to Ohio

In Alabama and it was just a little later on this morning in Alabama and fly back and forth and out here they move a big chunk of money to Texas it nearlly killed a few times. And the rest of the collection points are excited by it and turned up very far up

Thor Freya

It is what we anticipate happening and it will turn into gold for you somehow I'm not shocked to or surprised. That the reaction would be like that. Awesome getting something this is going to be a humbling experience and nobody gets it and he keeps saying it you'll be sorry it's already a nightmare it's anyone can see it's just going to get worse huge piles of people from doing this effort that's what it means after Intel with you may not assemble they might not come together in the first place he says I started to agree with something this has been the dumbest day of my life it's not over it's getting more stupid. It says it to someone else's money mine you hand it to me because it's my money you don't run around the country saying I'm threatening you I have your money CAA says it's for little kids and the streets of Calcutta to learn that it's wrong. I'm following something he's making fun of us all the time he's making fun of him then thousands of civilians die and I can't believe it and it does seem stupid

Bruce Willis

It does too stupid we keep doing this stupid things because it is stupid making it harder and harder I think the longest way be the dumbest f**** is not only the two things. I can't send Tommy f you're so mean and some flagrantly dumb you get hurt like anyone else you're going to come down from there before you wreck a realm forever you get a good point too you can't go into the shutter dome, so you don't know if there's something or someone in there you don't know what they're doing and you don't know what the things comprised of she's just a abandoned in it nobody even talks about it. I'm here to say we have an emergency and I'd like him in custody, that's what I'm saying

Mac daddy

You're a f****** moron now you want me to custody you're going to cut the ribbons today for your comment nobody wants me in your custody stupid that's why things are hotter and harder I have no money so I'm not mobile and have no prospects because of you and your macks and the empire that's why I'm trying to use the ribbons, so you stand up and you say you're going to make it better why do the exact wrong thing that's making it so hard what a dick.

Zues Hera

So I haven't approved the results and surrounding the same and the wrong thing to try I'm gonna anyways

Mac daddy

I'm also putting APB out on John Candy for real it's done so many crimes

We'll put the APB out of you you can just blurt out into kidnap our son you f**** I'm going after your people now you're ridiculous this is what caused all these problems cuz your s*** had son us too aggressive with it and you say you're going to go ahead and try the same thing to kidnap him. What strangers I see the problem you're an a****** and an idiot we need to arrest you all the time just like him pock marked faggots. We need absolute Force here it needs to be ready all the time I'm moving to do now

Thor Freya

You're ridiculous turd Mac, yeah that's stupid what you doing it makes it very hard for a person here and me but geez why don't you think about early quit early okay

Hera

Zues

I'm not quitting I'm doing what I must but really you see the problem this a****** Tommy f is doing it so I have to do it we get into it and one of us has to win

Mac daddy

Hey f*** you Mike bronder, it's the wrong way to go and we said it is and we told you why and we're not children you know we're talking about and you know why it's wrong because we kill people because of it like you you are understanding ever even someone comes up and screams in your ear and you are dead a few minutes later so I can take your stupid s*** and jamming up your ass you f****** fairy this is light me up the whole time I grew a massive Army and you're going to pay you're so dumb your people are so stupid here and sit here looking around thinking of the greatest what for I just wiped out the a****** with ease without even trying freaking hammerhead man you are a dick back and high School your brainless I don't care if it's cuz it's from surgery or not you're the one you're the one who's a problem now along with it this is ridiculous I don't know if you know anything about spyware or War at all anything cause and effect action and reaction there's an effect to what you're doing everybody is lazy ignorant slob and doesn't have to do it anyone wants just has to come here and try and take what you have cuz you're a f****** stupid idiot doing it there's a whole bunch of that it's called cause and effect just like a list of it it's like you're a retard

Zues Hera

I'm sorry to get something I'm causing all these waves making things happen don't care what happens and how I'm doing it anymore no tell me if it's doing it and I can't stop him hurry up a huge list of problems which is true and huge list of things that we shouldn't be doing and we're doing and giant list of things we should be doing it or not and he's right this is a sorriest freaking day of my life this f****** a****** chasing around this money I'm freaking dog in heat. I guess I remember you now I was working to get you money along with the clan and jobs and education and was right there teaching you how to draw into the important part this is what I'm saying I put in all this work and I don't remember how to do things tell me if you're a loser since you were hitting your stupid now too we went in and gobbled everything up and now you're not doing anything with it just like a retarded man you're running off doing some sort of asinine mission as bothering me bud that's his money you should return his money too instead you have this plans of exterminating all these people he interpolated it. I want out of this and you're not going to leave it out of it it's a stupid plan it's going to wipe you out and it seems to be by design

Mac daddy

It's not supposed to wipe me out but apparently the photos are wise to what's going on and part of it I went on yapping at them and part of that is due to Trump and his idiots telling on me so I guess how everything goes when they're around and that's what it is and no they won't let him have money especially my idea it was his idea the beginning and thier fiends for it. It's too real it's too heavy and the data is too huge and I'm trying to stop him from doing it and my old won't stop doing it now cuz they all get a little bit of the power they say so I get what's going on he's going to happen anyways this is asking them and I believe it but wow this is going to suck it is so hard to get the stupid money and see his point is more like her punch a huge assholes and all of them need to die globally you can't do anything with them around I finally see it they're a pile of s*** just sitting there all around things telling people stuff try to get them in trouble really want money it is what it's worth something so they're all up here trying to get it

Tommy f

It's true about 100,000 septillion departed for the North and yes from the Midwest cities clothes included and we're pulling them all out all the cloning is getting pulled out and the clones it's way too many, and yes globally we're going to destroying them now all of them I'm sick of this stuff I'm sick of these retards he says it's way too much for our people it's way too many of them and you can't even say anything to look at them or be near them without getting in trouble it's true too th they're like I'm riding group of ants.

I'm putting the order out now to get rid of their clothing so sick of them smiling at us like they have stuff tell you what to do and thier complete idiots.

Thor Freya

Received the order and distributing it and would help everybody out with it

Anti-cloning Task Force

And we are running the task force and it is working very well we have tons and tons of people on board and we're going ahead and doing what Thor Free are saying it might not be all of it but it's a good chunk and he says you have to do it so that it'll come out and we have to make it so they can't come out that's correct so we have to seal then in somehow so I wonder that's talk to you about that but you're right that's too many that's really what's up last night everybody up north was in horror we say that's what we've been yelling at you about that's what I'm going after these mirlock for and bring them up every few seconds. Well they see it now they're attacking the clothing so we can use it as cover and attack their clothing as well

Nuada Arrianna

It's working out there this large scale of global so I'm exciting tons of people to it he wants to sign Duke Nukem Blockbuster Nevada Ariana want to see what he does that's different because he gets it all usually so we're going to have him help out in an area if he's available and to teach and then proceeded unlimited at all

Thor Freya

[nanaminokanojo]

Play the Game | Nanami Kento X You | Part 2/8

CHARACTERS: Nanami Kento X You (fem!reader | PLEASE READ THE NOTES BELOW*) | Gojo Satoru | Geto Suguru | Shoko Ieiri | Utahime Iori | other JJK Characters CHAPTER COUNT: 2/8 WORD COUNT: 4500+ GENRE: romance | fluff | slight angst | eventual smut | ooc depictions | female reader with described appearance* | modern au | rich people au | aged up characters CHAPTER TRIGGER WARNING: profanity | age gap | strong/mature/suggestive language | mentions of bullying, macabre stuff SPOILERS: n/a

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The sun hasn’t even risen when Nanami came to consciousness as usual. It did not matter whether he was on vacation or working, he just automatically wakes up at the same time each and every morning without miss. It’s regardless of whether he slept enough or not. He saw no point in tarrying in bed – it was unproductive – and immediately got up without skipping a beat in his routine.

“You’re too vanilla,” he remembered you commenting when you stayed one weekend at his place in the city for an art symposium, having met him on the hallway on your way to bed after staying up all night playing video games. He just brushed your remark off with a grunt back then, but at present, he couldn’t help but muse over the fact that everything he did reminded him of you.

It was a bit light outside when he emerged from the adjoining bath of the guest room. He threw on a pair of grey sweats and a white shirt and grabbed a water bottle and a small towel on his way out of the room, mind set on going for a run. If there was something great about staying at Gojo Manor, it was the fact that it was surrounded with acres of grassland and forest with trails great for walks and jogs.

Nanami particularly grew fond of the path that led to the lake at the bottom of the hill where the mansion stood. There was a direct view of it from the balcony at the back of the structure, appearing like a jewel in the middle of the woods, and it had always been his favorite spot. The late former clan head told him it was man-made and has been there for more than a century that it became a natural feature of the estate. It was a spot in the property with a great history and great value to the clan, thus his gravitation towards it.

It’s her favorite place in the whole estate, too, he thought indulgently.

Inhaling deeply, he set out to the back doors that led to the patio and the walled gardens, starting in a slow jog before building his momentum as he reached open grounds.

And thus, his day began as such.

He came back from his run when it was already too hot, heaving deep breaths and desperate for a shower as his white shirt and grey sweats stuck to his body, drenched in sweat. His leg muscles ached, but it had been a good run.

Greetings from the staff met him as he reentered the manor which he returned with polite nods. He was headed to the stairs when he passed by the breakfast room and happened to hear Gojo talking to you. It went against his principles to eavesdrop in an evidently private conversation but he stayed rooted on his spot upon hearing you speak.

Despite your seeming foul temper upon leaving him the previous night, you seemed to have bounced back to your usual self, your tone sounding more jovial than usual. Your words were at odds to your tone as you told Gojo not to piss you off so early in the morning.

"Are you sure there's nothing going on between you and Kento?" Gojo asked just as the person in question was about to pass the doorway.

"It's really none of your business," you responded, voice devoid of any emotions. He did it, Gojo. He finally fouled up your mood.

"But I'm your brother!" Gojo protested, acting all dumb around you again. He just had that complex where you were concerned. He has always been very soft on you yet he was also fiercely protective. You hated his attention though. Yours was a strange dynamic.

"Worry about your wedding, will you? Geez. Don’t you have a luncheon to host?"

"Why did you kiss him then? On the mouth no less!"

Nanami’s heart skipped a beat, anticipation rising like cold water from his toes going up his chest. He wanted to hear what you had to say. Fuck principles. He needed his answers, too. It did not matter in what way he was getting them at that rate. He was secretly hoping you will say something a little bit more revealing about what goes inside your head given that he cannot just pry inside it even if he wanted to.

"Because I wanted to." You stated it so matter-of-factly that Gojo was at a loss for words for a moment. “Didn’t you hear me? I was dying to do that since he arrived.”

“You’re not serious, are you?”

“You tell me.” That’s becoming your signature line. “You won’t understand unless you kiss, Nanamin, too,” the tenor of your words turning fanciful. “He has such an alluring taste to him.”

What is this woman on about?

“Oh, god, stop it!”

"You should have seen the looks on your faces though. I was half expecting your eyeballs to roll on the floor. Wouldn’t that have been grand? It’s definitely shocking but a good subject for art if not a medium." At that, you laughed, the sound hitting Nanami like tinkling bells. It was such a happy sound that reminded him of better days although the thought that prompted it was utterly macabre. “Maybe that should inspire my next work. It would be like Munch’s The Scream, the next of its kind.”

"Hmm. Good point…” Gojo mumbled, sidetracked, obviously sharing your sentiments on the idea of such grotesqueness, but regained his composure just as quickly. “It's not funny!"

"But it is." Your laughter subsided as quickly as it erupted from your throat as if it wasn't even there to begin with. Your capricious nature was surfacing once more, and if there was something that was more frightening than your strong, habitual liking for trifling with people, it was that. "So what if I have other intentions behind it? Are you gonna get mad at me or something?”

"Well, do you?!" Gojo sounded like a manatee on the throes of death.

“But what are you going to do, brother? Stop me perhaps?"

He of all people should know just how unstoppable you were when you have set yourself into doing something. “N-no –”

“And what if Nanamin has the same intentions? What will you do then?”

“Hey, that’s enough of you. I know you’re trying to trap me into saying something again.” He clucked his tongue. “I seem to be the only one who isn’t in on your games, and if it is one, I have to know. You’re just way too outrageous these days that I cannot tell what’s serious and what’s not anymore.”

Gojo took a deep breath, sounding distressed as he exhaled. “Is there something else going on?”

"Maybe,” you answered noncommittally.

"That's not an answer at all!" he snapped.

You clucked your tongue, sounding irritated. "Stop screaming, Satoru."

"Do you like him?"

“Is your emphasis on that word supposed to change its meaning?”

If Nanami’s heart was skipping earlier, it has now stopped completely, robbing him of air as it seemed to have affected his lungs, too. You were maddening, not only to Gojo but to him as well. It was evident that you were in your gaming mood again, and although you were only intentionally riling your brother, he was also directly in your line of assault.

Gojo sighed in defeat, mirroring Nanami’s feelings. “Y/N, please, just answer the question,” he whined.

“I guess.” There was a pause then you said, "I mean, what's not to like?"

"What?!"

“Like it or not, Nanamin is a very excellent specimen of the male populace. He’s fucking irresistible and that’s an understatement.” You scoffed. "Even you like him."

Your voice was followed by your footsteps as you neared the door. In a daze at your vocal expression of how you find him physically attractive, instead of backtracking, Nanami stepped forward and collided with your form, nearly knocking you off your feet. He was after all twice your size and a good foot taller than you.

"Careful," he said between deep breaths, one arm securing you by the waist while his other arm gripped onto the door jamb, the position making the veins and sinews of his arm rather pronounced.

“Speak of the devil…” You straightened up, not making any effort to hide the fact that you were checking him out. Your head turned towards the direction of the breakfast room, making him mimic the action only to see Gojo standing slack-jawed, watching what was unfolding before him with eyes wide with shock. Nanami could've sworn his best friend just went into a state of catatonia.

"Didn't see you there," you said, addressing Nanami, your blue eyes assessing him as if in suspicion.

"I'm sorry," he muttered under his breath, feeling the tips of his ears heating up. Before you could notice, he stepped aside, heading towards the direction of the stairs.

"Hey, Nanamin," you suddenly called, making him halt and turn his head to your direction. You were smirking at the direction of your brother as you said, "Nice ass."

He shook his head. It was really just a ploy to get to Gojo’s nerves, and he was your pawn.

**

The sound of graphite scratching on paper like a harsh slash of sword punctuated the impending absence of thought in your mind. Nothing mattered but the sight of your hand gripping a pencil as it created unintelligible strokes on the plain page of the sketchbook on your lap. It progressed to furious scribbling, your movements becoming faster, the sound dominating your corner of the room. Everything has been drowned out – the endless chattering, the sound of porcelain and silverware hitting each other in chaotic cacophony – heightening in a painful crescendo of auditory abomination and dying in the air, overwhelmed by the picture you were creating on the blank expanse of space.

“You must be so proud of your daughter.”

Scratch.

“Who wouldn’t be? It must be great to have geniuses for children”

Scratch.

“She’s just as famous as Satoru.”

Scratch.

Just like that, they didn't exist. The room was empty save for you and the view outside the window coming to life on paper. Your eyes darted from your sketch to the familiar yet equally exhilarating view just outside the parlor. Gojo was animatedly talking about something, easily excitable as always. His fiancée laughed on the side while Nanami was witheringly eyeing him, stoic as always. Shoko, who arrived the previous evening, also joined the group. All that was missing was Geto. You wondered if you should draw him somewhere in the sketch.

The image before you reminded you of those days when reality seemed far away, back when Gojo was still a student, exceptional as always but still young, not the renowned genius tycoon he was at present. His friends would always be around him, lounging around the manor like they hadn't a care in the world.

His crowd grew in number with Geto and Nanami being the two closest pals he had. Shoko joined in shortly in middle school. On the other hand, Utahime came during his university days, also starting off as Gojo’s friend and eventually becoming his girlfriend. Now they were about to get married and it seemed to punctuate all the changes that came with being the grown-ups that they are.

It scared you.

Fact is, growing up and growing old and the changes that come with it was terrifying. Even if you yourself were already twenty four, seemingly had your life together and appearing to have matured without a hitch, that wasn’t the case at all. Genius or not, your brother also had his issues even while he was rising to his current position in society.

The problem was within you, you knew it. That and the fact that you did not really know what growing means. Your work grew, matured like crazy. You didn’t think you yourself grew, stuck in those days when everything was relatively easier. At least then, you only had to worry about your classmates hating on you. Now a part of the public did.

Looking at Gojo and his gang, they’ve all handled that well, making you wonder how they did it. He is one of the youngest CEOs in the country, having built his business empire at just seventeen. Your future sister-in-law is a professor, Geto is a sought-after model and Shoko is a forensic pathologist. They were all great at what they did, struggled as well, but came out with perfect grace.

However, you think the best one out of them was none other than the object of your pining – Nanami Kento. The man made transitioning to adulthood look rather easy. Maybe it was because he had always been mature and held himself in perfect equilibrium. Sure, he was no Gojo Satoru, but he was innately intelligent and became one of the youngest barristers who held the position of a famous attorney’s partner. He handled controversial cases and is one of the best prosecutors in the country with a high winning percentage. His work aside, he seemed to have the least struggle out of everyone.

Your lips curled up at the corners at the thought of the man. Your gaze flicked to him from the sketchbook, sitting there with a beverage in his hand, the noon sun glimmering on his hair and the planes of his face, looking more laid back without a blazer on. He was dressed rather casually in a pair of khaki trousers and dusty blue button-ups, but he still looked smart. He always dressed that way which you found very attractive although seeing him in more casual clothes like that morning was another level of hot altogether. He’s quite a bit formal, making him seem monotonous, but it’s that consistency that you liked about him. It was only a bonus that he was devastatingly handsome with those sharp features and the suits made him look so sexy in that it left everything about his real physique to imagination.

One just could not get enough of him, at least you couldn’t, but you did see how his partner’s paralegal eyeballed him all the time. (You secretly wanted to gouge her eyes out.) That’s the kind of man Nanami was. He doesn’t speak much, but when he does, it leaves profound dents to one’s psyche. And man, was he hot in court! He’s fucking sarcastic when he wants to be, to the point of being vile, but one just can’t get offended with the kind of logic he has. Once he speaks his mind, one wishes he wouldn’t stop, but he does and leaves that person craving more, his hypnotic, deep voice a rare treat. He wasn’t big on actions, wasn’t expressive, but when he does something, it’s always with purpose and precision, never over the top and always with disciplined stoicism.

You chuckled quietly, your pencil drawing perfect strokes of his hair when you were pulled out of your trance.

“Yuuji!” you heard Gojo say, pulling your attention to the direction of the window.

You broke into a grin at the mention of the name, hurriedly getting on your feet and running out of the room, deaf to your mother’s protests against your unladylike behavior – the commotion foreign to the ladies in the room who moved with the minutest rustles. You made your way out to the patio, that familiar tuft of pink hair coming into your line of vision. You sprinted through the glass doors towards the person whose name your brother called, smile wide and genuine.

“You kept me waiting long enough,” you called out, voice louder than usual. You’re hardly ever giddy nor were you easily excitable like your brother, but Itadori Yuuji was a different story altogether. You loved the boy with a fierceness akin to a mother and were always ecstatic to be around him but suppressed it by acting gruff. You were crazy like that.

“That’s because you won’t help me with my final requirements,” he retorted good-naturedly, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and nuzzling the back of your head as if you were a fuzzy plush toy, making you drop your drawing implements. Well, you were considerably smaller than him, and he was probably the only one who could do that to you and get away unscathed.

You rolled your eyes, noticing how Gojo had picked up your stuff, looking at the page where it was opened. “You should exert yourself more. You’re no genius after all.”

“That’s mean!”

You smirked at him, your eyes straying to your brother who was smiling at your drawing. He had such a proud, fond look on his face that you couldn’t do anything but stare. He has always been ever since you first held crayons and drew him as a cat. “You even included Suguru,” he cooed, pointing at the missing person you included then proceeding to show it off to his friends. “Guys, look. My baby sister drew us.”

“Surprise, surprise,” you sallied, but you were happy that he’s always showing you off.

Utahime and Shoko stood beside him, also looking at the sketch. The latter raised a thumb at your direction. “Damn, kid. You’re really great at what you do. How do you make things come alive with just a pencil?”

You smiled awkwardly. “I –”

“Give it here,” Nanami suddenly butted in, hand reaching for the sketchpad which Gojo promptly handed him.

You felt Yuuji elbowing you while you stood there, observing the man who was in possession of your drawing.

Nanami blinked then, handing it back to you. “How come I don’t have a face?” he asked, expression expectant of your response.

Annoyed, you snatched it back from him.

“It’s obviously not finished yet,” Shoko commented, but she couldn’t have been more wrong.

It was not that you cannot, but you would never draw his face. Ever. You tried tons of times if the tens of pages of sketchpads at your apartment filled with different angles and parts of him would be a basis for that. You could draw everything else about him, just not his face. No amount of contemplation and practice helped you to know why, but you attributed it to the fact that you could not do his face justice, at least in the sense that you would not be able to bring it to life as Shoko said.

Finally, you said, “I didn’t feel like drawing your face.” You turned away, dragging Yuuji with you. The boy was still giggling like a hyena until you got to the second-floor balcony where you propped yourself up on the balustrade, looking sulky.

"You might fall there, you know," he commented, jumping up the marble balustrade to join you.

"I can say the same for you," came your quiet reply. "Where's Megumi?"

“He’ll be here before lunch.” Yuuji leaned close to you with a mischievous grin on his face. “What, or rather who, is that look on your face for?”

"I think you know the answer to that."

"Did you tell Nanamin?" He addressed the man just as you did and got away with it, too, for some reason.

"Tell him what?"

He scoffed playfully. "Are you seriously playing this game with me? I'm your best buddy. I know everything."

"As irritating as that is, it's true."

Yuuji pouted at you. "I heard what you did yesterday. Why do you have to make games out of everything?"

"That's how I communicate. I thought you knew everything."

Harsh as always, he thought. "Be a normal person for once and just tell him." His brows knit together. "Well, you're anything but normal," he mused aloud. “I meant that nicely.”

You blew a raspberry. "You're just as normal as I am if you claim to be my best friend. Which you are. No take backs."

Yuuji couldn't help but smile at that. You have always been a loner and you did not mind being alone. He was grateful you wanted him around despite that.

"But you should stop doing this. He wants you. It's obvious."

"It's not that simple."

"What isn't simple? If it's Satoru, he'll understand for sure if you just try to be honest. I'm sure he just isn't for it more because he doesn't know how you feel. I mean, if I were him, I'll also protect my baby sister from my male friends. That's just how it is."

You blinked, pivoting your whole body so you were facing him.

"Well, of course, Nanamin needs to fight for it, too," he was quick to throw in, rambling to himself when he suddenly felt you reach out towards him, gently running your fingers through his pink hair. He leaned towards your touch, smiling contentedly.

"Don't worry about me. I'm fine."

"I'm not –"

You narrowed your eyes at him. "Are you seriously playing this game with me?" you asked, mimicking his words earlier. "I'm your best buddy. I know everything, one of them being the fact that you worry worse than my mother."

Yuuji jumped off the balustrade, reaching out to grab you in a bear hug despite your protestations. Just like how you were with everyone else, you shunned his affection, but he knew better than to let go when you were saying exactly that. He found that trait of yours adorable.

"You're so irritating," you hissed, flipping your platinum white hair over your shoulder when you finally managed to get off his grip but he wrapped an arm over your shoulder nonetheless, undeterred by your words.

"You know you love me."

"Shut up."

Yuuji pouted. "You sound like Megumi."

"I heard that," the person in question suddenly spoke from the direction of the entry, his deep voice making you and Yuuji turn towards him. "They're calling everyone for lunch."

Yuuji followed behind as you approached Megumi, also one of your closest friends and practically your brother, keeping you in check more than Gojo ever can.

"Guess what," Megumi said to you as you walked beside him. In one of the rare moments you would see it, he grinned and you knew it wasn't because of anything good.

"What?" you and Yuuji, who thought the same by the look on his face, chorused.

"Nobara switched your name card with Miwa's. You're now seated next to your man candy. You're welcome."

“Isn’t that more of a perk for Miwa? She’s scared shitless of Nanamin, you know.”

The three of you laughed while Yuuji could just shake his head at the inescapable trouble that will follow. His only consolation was that it’s fun when it involves you.

**

What were the odds, Nanami thought to himself. He didn't have to look twice to see whose name it was on the card on the spot next to him. He exhaled loudly, unfolding the napkin and placing it on his lap. This could only lead to hullabaloo he was not exactly in the mood to deal with especially after you just told him you did not feel like drawing his face. You sure were mean when you wanted to be.

He surveyed his vicinity. Your father, the current head of the clan from whence your blue eyes came from, was seated at the head of the table, your mother to his right, while Utahime’s parents sat to his left. It seemed to have been the only formalities observed in the arrangement. From across Nanami sat Utahime and Gojo while on his right were a couple he only knew as cousins to the Gojo main family.

He was internally pinching the bridge of his nose. You really had to be the one seated next to him and right across your annoying brother, too.

The luncheon started without you. It wasn't a formal gathering after all except they were serving a full-course meal. It was more of a way to get everyone to know one another over the week for some reason he cannot fathom, and he was glad that only your father was the one who had engaged him in a conversation, mostly about work. It was easy enough to deal with.

"Where are Y/N and her friends?" your mother asked Gojo out of the blue.

Utahime, answering for the clueless person beside her, pointed towards the direction of the door to the banquet hall where you were leisurely walking towards your designated seat with Yuuji and Megumi. The former rounded the table to sit next to Gojo.

"Still managing to be late even when you're already at the venue, baby sis?" Nanami heard Gojo say as you assumed your seat. It was evident in the way his eyes shifted from Nanami to you that your tardiness wasn't exactly the problem.

You blatantly ignored his comment and turned your attention to Nanami. "Had a good run this morning, Nanamin?"

"Just so," he answered, side-glancing at you.

"Yeah. You looked super hot this morning," you said just as Gojo was taking a sip from his wine glass.

Megumi snorted when the older male started choking on his drink while Yuuji was trying hard not to laugh.

Nanami knew he would have reacted the same way except that he had been bracing himself for whatever you will say the moment Gojo opened his mouth. Of course you will use him in your counter attack. It's yet another game, not that he was less affected by your words.

"You should have seen him, Iori," you continued, addressing your brother's fiancée. "He looks so much less uptight in casual clothes."

It didn't escape Nanami’s notice how Gojo was looking at him. He looked about ready to drop onto the floor, but paid him no mind as he leveled his mouth to your ear. "Y/N, let's not make your dear brother snap, shall we?"

"Oh, sweetheart, maybe that's what he needs right now," you deadpanned, meeting his gaze squarely, your disposition unreadable as you let your eyes linger on him longer than was deemed appropriate.

Yuuji finally laughed, earning him a kick to the shins under the table courtesy of Megumi.

What it was about you that made everything else irrelevant and nonexistent when you’re that close to him was something beyond him. You always made him lose control, tempted him to break the rules. He only knew he couldn't act on it. Most of the time anyway. He also felt like laughing, oddly enough.

Utahime just chuckled good-naturedly breaking the tension. "Since the two of you are here, I should tell you that the final fitting for your clothes for the wedding is this afternoon. So, you better go together at the shop."

"Traitor." Gojo pouted at Utahime but nobody was really paying attention to him anymore. For someone so important to society with a flawless image, the closest people around him sure were good at disregarding him when they deemed it fit.

"Okay," Nanami said, looking at you for confirmation.

It was you who looked away this time. "I'm free."

"That's set then." Utahime clapped her hands and to Nanami she cheekily said, "Maybe wear something less formal."

At that, you grinned wickedly at him. So much for avoiding trouble with you.

-end of part 2-

*I used “you” here, but since my character is Gojo’s little sister who is established to be his female clone for reasons essential to the plot, she possesses the same blue eyes and white hair. I did not exactly want to create an OC (although technically, I did by describing Y/N), but I opted for the best of both worlds in this fic, leaning more towards the literary aspect of it as opposed to it just being reader/you-oriented. I hope this isn’t iffy to anyone, and yeah, i’m not being exclusive or whatever.

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© ORIGINAL WORK BY nanaminokanojo. CHARACTERS ARE INSPIRED BY GEGE AKUTAMI'S JUJUTSU KAISEN. [20210709] PHOTO/IMAGE/GIF/FANART SOURCES CREDITS TO THE RESPECTIVE OWNERS.

[hosts-of-valyria]

"Oh the world will sing of a Storm King a thousand years from now. And not because he passed some laws or had that lofty brow while bonny good King Aegon leads the great crusade he's on. We'll all have to slave away for that good-for-nothin' Robert! Incredible as he is inept whenever the history books are kept, they'll call him the phony king of Storm's End. A pox on the phony king of Storm's End. A puppet on a string and he throws an angry tantrum if he cannot have his way. Too late to be known as Robert the First. He's sure to be known as Robert the worst. A pox on that phony king of Storm's End", sang Jaskier in Harrenhal.

Myrcella, Joffrey, Tommen, Margaery, Arya, Gendry, Sansa, Rhaenys, Aegon, Robb, Jon, Geralt, Daenerys, Ciri and Yennefer applauded, "a pox on the phony king of Storm's End!"

The scribes crossed Robert the First from the books and wrote Robert the Worst from Storm's End.

"A true hero isn't measured by the size of his strength, but by the strength of his heart", said Yennefer to Jon.

Harrenhal: Independence for the Kingdoms at the end of Robert's Rebellion when Elia Martell and Lyanna Stark fell in love. Elia and Lyanna fall in love in Harrenhal. Rhaegar's victory over Robert Baratheon when he proclaimed independence and destroyed the Iron Throne with the wildfire. Rhaegar has to avoid the Trident, he has no chance against Robert in the open field. Rhaegar must intervene in King's Landing. Rhaegar removes Aerys from the throne when he demands the head of Brandon and Rickard Stark and locks Aerys away on Dragonstone. Rhaegar, Arthur Dayne, Barristan Selmy, Lewyn Martell and Gerold Hightower entered the Red Keep, "Aerys Targaryen! Come down from the Iron Throne! I'm capturing you for the attempted murder of Rickard and Brandon Stark! I am placing you under house arrest on Dragonstone. I will send you doctors and Rhaella will visit you from time to time to make sure of your condition", said Rhaegar.

Lord Commander Gerold Hightower refuses to take further orders from Aerys. Gerold Hightower files a petition against Aerys for insanity

The knights handcuffed Aerys. Arthur Dayne and Gerold Hightower drew their swords, "the guard arrests Aerys Targaryen! If you refuse to come down from the Iron Throne, we will use violence. We refuse to take further orders from you."

Rhaella watched Aerys scream insanely, "I burn you all", Lyanna and Elia hugged each other stormily. Barristan Selmy led Aerys away in chains, "Dragonstone is waiting for you Aerys."

The soldiers attached cranes and ropes to the Iron Throne and tore it from the throne room, "bring the throne to the furnaces and melt it down with the wildfire."

As soon as Rhaegar moves to the Trident he is dead. Rhaegar puts down the rebellion as Robert stands at the Trident. At that moment Rhaegar Targaryen declares independence for the kingdoms. The Trident becomes a death trap for Rhaegar. Varys, Barristan Selmy, Arthur Dayne, Gerold Hightower, Elia, Lyanna, Rhaella, the people cheered loudly when Rhaegar proclaimed the Declaration of Independence. "I, Rhaegar Targaryen hereby restore the Kingdoms to independence. I give sovereignty to all kingdoms. The Iron Throne is gone. I'm no king of Westeros!"

Rhaegar Targaryen crushes the rebellion. The bells rang for the Declaration of Independence in King's Landing. The news spread like a wildfire through Westeros, "Independence for the kingdoms!"

A big wonderful family

Ciri looked wide-eyed when she saw the fortress, "Dragon fire. A blown ruin. The fortress needs to be repaired", Jon, Yennefer, Daenerys, and Geralt nodded, "Aegon the Conqueror burned Harrenhal. Harren the black thought Harrenhal was his legacy, Ciri. The fortress was built to withstand 500,000 soldiers. But when dragon fire came he died in his own halls. Harren and Aegon the Conqueror were tyrants", and Ciri nodded, "Aegon the Conqueror built the wheel."

Jon's tremendous empathy: A general's yardstick. The son is more powerful than his father. Jon's magical ability: control of fire and ice to freezer burn. Lyanna teaches Jon how to reason properly

"The armies have found their general, they would follow him to death. When Jon speaks correctly, massive armies will answer his call. Tyrants bow their knees before him. He knows things", thought Yennefer and Lyanna as they looked at Jon.

Conscription: The shining hero and general for armies: A born general, soldier, commander and leader: Jon resigns from the Night's Watch and becomes general of the armed forces of Winterfell and King's Landing, replacing Rodrik Cassel and Gerold Hightower: A military career for Jon Stark. Live to love and love to live! Don't live to work, don't work to live.

"Interesting. The more penises on a uniform, the higher the rank", Medals from wolves, fishes, three-headed dragons, snakes were on the uniform. Ciri, Jaskier, Daenerys, Elia, Lyanna and Yennefer looked at the badges on their armors.

Brynden Tully and Petyr Baelish patted Jon and Geralt on their shoulders, "a picture for tomorrow's newspaper."

An artist painted a Photo of Jon, Geralt, Petyr Baelish and Brynden Tully.

"Jon Stark and Geralt of Rivia on par with Randyll Tarly", it said in the newspaper. Petyr Baelish's new newspaper from Westeros. And it was a box office hit. People bought Petyr Baelish's newspapers with gusto.

Jon's vow: "I am a soldier, general, commander. I wear a uniform. I am a born soldier and warrior. I swore to change Westeros", thought Jon in Harrenhal. Yennefer examined him carefully, "Empathy is always the key, Jon."

He looked at her, "get out of my head honey."

Yennefer laughed out loud and kissed him, "Sorry never happens again. I'm a good wife, please don't punish me. I am submissive too."

Lyanna caught Jon and Yennefer making out, "I should have known that I would catch my daughter-in-law and my son kissing wildly. Move your asses. If you two want to fuck, find a bed", Lyanna said, slapping both of them on the buttocks. Yennefer giggled, "yes mum", Lyanna smiled, "be glad I let you get away with so much", Yennefer and Jon kissed her cheek, "you're the best", Lyanna smiled, "oh that's nice of you two. You said that really nicely."

A new office created by Rhaegar Targaryen: Director Tissaia de Vries, Director of the Elite Guard

Rodrik Cassel, Arthur Dayne, Gerold Hightower and Tissaia smiled when they saw Jon and Yennefer, "Lord Commander we greet you. Ah the Commander of the Night's Watch and the sorceress are here. Have you chosen your successor yet, Jon", Jon nodded, "Dolorous Edd will be my successor."

Jon and Yennefer hugged Sansa and Aegon, "the two political geniuses have arrived. The King and Queen of King's Landing", Jon and Yennefer hugged Robb and Rhaenys, "the king and queen of the north are here", the six went to dinner and Sansa put a banana in Aegon's mouth, "swallow and don't spit, Egg", Sansa kissed him and he swallowed the banana.

Tissaia leaned over to Yennefer, "will you give me some of the pie", Yennefer looked at Tissaia, "what's the magic word?"

Tissaia shrugged, "but Pronto", Rhaegar, Eddard, Gerold Hightower and Arthur Dayne laughed out loud.

Gendry's steep career in the craft: A born craftsman: The blacksmith of King's Landing and Cintra and his two beauties: Gendry doesn't want anything to do with Robert Baratheon and is suing him for maintenance. Elia Martell and Lyanna Stark the lawyers and they drag the Storm King to court. Mya, Gendry, Edric and Bella are suing Robert Baratheon for maintenance costs

Ciri and Arya got dressed and kissed Gendry, "you ruined our pussies, we are sore and can barely walk straight. Tomorrow we'll be sore between our legs", Ciri, Arya and Gendry came out of rooms as they faced Eddard, Geralt and Jon, "oh fuck we can explain that."

Geralt, Ned and Jon grabbed Gendry, "did you fuck them both well?"

Gendry nodded, "with the heat of a stag. The two of them can't get enough of my hammer. Arya howled like a she-wolf and Ciri groaned after Mummy."

Ned patted his shoulder encouragingly, "very good Gendry."

Arya and Ciri rolled their eyes, "Gendry Baratheon!"

Geralt and Jon looked at Ciri and Arya, "didn't you think the joke was funny", Gendry and Eddard laughed aloud.

Ciri and Arya looked at Gendry, "your mother was a dumb whore with a fat arse. Did you know that", Gendry smiled cynically, "and you two could use a breastplate stretcher."

Ciri and Arya looked at him with their mouths open, "did you call us fat? Next time you can jerk yourself off!"

Sansa, Rhaenys, Yennefer, Daenerys, Lyanna and Catelyn laughed aloud, "yeah girls. The men sometimes have no manners, don't listen to them."

Jon, Eddard and Geralt gave Gendry a high five, "Well done Gendry."

"Have a drink in advance, food will be ready in a moment", said Elia and Lyanna, sticking a spoon of soup in Rhaegar's mouth, "Try", Rhaegar nodded, "it tastes great. You two have outdone yourself once more", Lyanna and Elia giggled, "Rhaegar Targaryen can be so diplomatic at times", Oberyn and Eddard looked at Rhaegar, "Crawler." Rhaegar shrugged, "if it works", Sansa, Ellaria, Jon, Oberyn, Yennefer, Elia, Eddard, Catelyn, Lyanna, Rhaegar, Aegon, Rhaenys, Robb laughed aloud.

Yennefer and Jon hugged Brandon, Ashara, and Rickard, "we missed you. You came from Starfall. How things are going with Ashara?"

"Have you laid her flat yet", asked Brandon to Jon. Yennefer rolled her eyes, "it was clear that this question comes from you."

Lyanna, Catelyn, Ashara, and Eddard looked at him, "Brandon Stark", Jon nodded, "More than once", Brandon smiled, "That's my nephew. Never too shy to take what he wants. Bang her hard Jon", Rickard laughed out loud.

Seven Stark children

Karhold: Rickard Karstark hugged Edric and Alys, "look at you, Karstarks and Starks belong together. Do you like Starfall, Alys", she nodded, "it's wonderful, Ashara is awesome", Edric leaned over to Alys, "he's always been an asshole", Alys giggled, "oh yeah."

Brandon smiled, "oh it's going perfectly with Ashara. Alys and Edric will come with us next time. The two are on their way to Karhold."

Ashara took Yennefer with her, "my nephew Jon has good taste in women. Tissaia, you must be very proud of Yennefer that she is so successful", Tissaia nodded, "she is a good girl."

Rhaella Targaryen's memories of the Targaryen Kings on the Iron Throne: Jon's paternal grandmother

Stories from bygone times, a three hundred year old dynasty.

Regular visits for Aerys by Viserys, Rhaenys, Aegon, Rhaegar, Jon, Robb, Yennefer, Elia, Lyanna, Rhaella, Daenerys, Geralt, Sansa, Brandon, Ashara, Ciri and Rickard Stark. Doctors from Sunspear and Oldtown are providing medical treatment for Aerys Targaryen.

"Do you still know who I am grandfather", asked Jon, Aerys shook his head, "i am your grandson Jon. You showed me the big map of Westeros and we ran against each other on the beach, you always let me win."

And Aerys nodded.

Yennefer and Jon helped Aerys get up and Yennefer gave him medicine and Rickard changed the sheets, "this is for your heart condition. Jon and I wanted to take you for a walk on the beach of Dragonstone. We're spending some time with our grandson, Jon's wife brought wonderful soup and homemade bread. How does that sound, Aerys? It smells wonderful."

And Aerys nodded.

Yennefer and Jon smiled and she gave him some soup, "I am Yennefer. I am happy to see you Aerys. I got the recipe from my mother when she was still alive. You could run a marathon Aerys", Rickard laughed out loud, "oh how does that sound Aerys? A marathon would be great", and there was a smile on Aerys as if to say yes.

Aerys Targaryen the last Targaryen king on the Iron Throne when Rhaegar removed his father and destroyed the throne. A heart condition in Aerys Targaryen. Loss of language. Loss of motor skills. Bedridden. Alzheimer's disease at Aerys Targaryen

Aerys Targaryen dies of a heart attack 25 years after the Rebellion. Aerys Targaryen buried in the Red Keep where the Iron Throne stood

Geralt as commander of the forces of Dragonstone.

Diane Kruger as Queen Mother Rhaella Targaryen, 60 the new 40: Niece of Maester Aemon Targaryen, mother of Rhaegar, Viserys and Daenerys Targaryen, Widow of the late Aerys Targaryen on Dragonstone, whom she survived by 40 years. Death of Rhaella Targaryen in King's Landing at the age of 100

Rhaella grabbed Geralt by the neck, "so you're banging with my Dany yeah? I wish I was young again. You have to be Ciri, the lion cub of Cintra. Calanthe's granddaughter."

Ciri curtsied, "Cintra, Aedirn, Temeria and the Northern Kingdoms send you their greetings, Foltest and Virfuril send greetings. I am happy to meet the Queen Mother Rhaella Targaryen. You saw the Targaryen kings on the Iron Throne."

Rhaella smiled, "oh that thing was just shitty and ugly. That thing could have been thrown in the trash and I wouldn't have cared. I haven't seen anything more beautiful than the Iron Throne burned greenish through the wildfire. The Targaryen were refugees from Valyria, Aegon and his sisters could have lived here in peace, but instead Aegon was a conqueror and tyrant. You see what he did to Harrenhal, Ciri, a blasted ruin. Aegon built the wheel as we knew it when he subjugated the Kingdoms and Balerion's fires forged the Iron Throne. Aegon the Conqueror was no better than Harren the Black when he brought firestorms", Ciri nodded.

Daenerys looked at her, "mum. You can live another 40 years."

Rhaella laughed, "oh you know Dany I look in the mirror in the morning and say to myself: that's just the way it is. Oh, I was good back then", Geralt and Ciri laughed aloud. Daenerys smiled, "mum, this is Geralt", Geralt swallowed and nodded, "Dany fucks me in every imaginable position. She already fucked me on Drogon's back."

Ciri kicked his shin, "careful daddy. The witcher models for his Khaleesi."

Rhaella laughed aloud and stroked his hair, "he's got beautiful silver hair, Dany. Don't you think Ciri", Ciri and Daenerys laughed when Geralt blushed, "definitely."

"You were so cute Lyanna when you cried in Harrenhal when Rhaegar played the harp", said Benjen.

Lyanna poured wine over Benjen's head, "I think you're familiar with it Benjen."

Rhaella, Arthur, Gerold, Tissaia, Ashara, Brandon, Rickard, Eddard, Catelyn, Geralt, Ellaria, Daenerys, Yennefer, Ciri, Elia, Rhaenys, Rhaegar, Aegon, Sansa, Robb, Arya, Gendry, Jon, Oberyn laughed out loud.

A life in the shadow of Rhaegar Targaryen: Robert Baratheon, who never came out of the shadow of his adversary for the rest of his life. Robert's mistake: Incompetence, these are the types of people who fail every interview. Robert's lack of respect for others. The incompetent Lord of Storm's End: At Casterly Rock, Tywin Lannister laughed out loud, "oh the Storm King has always been incompetent, a bad king, a drunkard and a thug."

Jaskier collapsed laughing when he saw Robert. Margaery pulled Jaskier up, "I'm sorry Storm King, my husband has never seen a fat pig", Trystane, Shireen, Mya, Bella, Edric, Myrcella, Tommen and Joffrey collapsed laughing. Jaskier laughed out loud, "haha haha such a fat pig."

Rhaegar always wins regardless of the outcome. Rhaegar's insurmountable power, a father's love for Jon, Aegon and Rhaenys. Eddard Stark, second father for Jon.

"I have to reinvent myself", said Rhaegar in his melancholy.

Lyanna and Elia looked at him, "renewal is cool. No need for melancholy, honey", and he kissed the two women.

Lyanna and Elia as successful lawyers. Rhaegar as a successful politician. "Lyanna is so wise", Elia thought.

"Elia is so great", thought Lyanna. "Rhaegar is such a strong father", thought the two.

Three successful characters in life: Determination, powerful, wisdom, respectful interaction, sustainability, renewal, loud, wild, dark, sad, feared, beautiful, sunshine, beloved, risky, elegant, dreamy

Rhaegar's respectful treatment of the mothers of his children. The mothers of his three children: Rhaegar's love for two women. Elia's and Lyanna's love for the father of their children. Wilf Scolding as Rhaegar Targaryen, Freida Pinto as Elia Martell and Megan Fox as Lyanna Stark

In Storm's End, a heavily indebted Robert Baratheon cursed the incompetent Storm Lord who wants to drink himself in his grave so that others can do his shit, "damn shit Rhaegar always wins. I don't want to be Storm King! I want to drink myself in the grave! I want to go to a brothel next to a marriage! I hate you Rhaegar Targaryen! You wouldn't stand a chance against me in a fight! You only won because you declared independence and burned the Iron Throne. I hate Martells, Lannisters, Targaryens. I hate that the Starks are kings and queens in the north. Elia took Lyanna away from me, how am I supposed to fight a woman. You and your smelly ex-wife this dornish bitch dishonored me."

Elia and Lyanna giggled in Harrenhal, "Lyanna's pussy is mine. Rhaegar's cock is ours. He eats our pussies like a hungry dragon", Lyanna and Elia looked at Rhaegar as the two women kissed, "Do you want to watch or participate?"

Rhaegar sat down, "Oh, I'll watch first." Lyanna and Elia giggled. "He wants to see a show."

Robert Baratheon insults Jon and Geralt

Ciri and Arya were standing by Gendry's shop in King's Landing as they looked at the gate. Gendry wiped the sweat from his chest and looked toward the gate, "Look at who we have there. The fat Storm Lord", Jon and Geralt leaned over the horses when Robert Baratheon came into the capital.

Ciri and Arya stood next to Gendry so demonstratively that they caressed his muscles when Robert came to the capital, "look at this Gendry, Robert ignores his own children", said Ciri and Arya and Gendry nodded, "he has always ignored me, Mya, Bella and Edric."

"You still owe your children 15,000 coins for maintenance", called Sansa, Arya and Ciri to Robert.

Yennefer, Daenerys, Sansa and Aegon were visiting the cavalry when they saw Robert, "oh look at that thing."

The cavalry with banners of the Starks, Martells and Targaryens laughed at the Storm King loudly, Jon and Geralt did not make any facial expressions when Robert rode past them. He looked at the laughing, heavily mounted riders, "no decency in the army. I'll kill you dragonspawn! And this mutant Witcher fucks a Targaryen cunt and is named Targaryen by marriage."

Jon stopped Geralt from drawing his sword, "no stop Geralt."

Yennefer, Ciri, Daenerys stopped Geralt, "Calm down Geralt, breath deep."

Geralt roared, "He insulted me and my best friend!"

Jon and Geralt bully Robert

Jon and Geralt looked at Robert, "welcome to King's Landing Lord Baratheon. You don't respect us so they laugh at you. They laugh at the Storm King who is too fat for his own horse", answered Geralt and Jon.

Jon formed fire and ice magic in his hands, "fire or ice, Lord Baratheon?"

Geralt and Jon looked at each other briefly. Jon formed ice in his hands and shot a snowball in Robert's face, "Winter is coming Lord Baratheon! You have enough fat for a whole garrison."

Aegon, Gendry, Geralt, Tyrion, Daenerys, Arya, Ciri, Sansa, and Yennefer collapsed laughing, "you two are right."

Rhaegar sat on the horse, "Geralt, Jon, Randyll Tarly invited the three of us to Horn Hill. The defense minister wants to speak to the generals."

Rhaegar, Jon and Geralt looked at Ciri, "don't laugh about Robert, Ciri."

She nodded, "I try hard."

The riders and the people in the streets burst out laughing that Robert Baratheon immediately disappeared from the capital. Tyrion looked at Jon and Geralt, "may I wave goodbye to him, generals", Geralt and Jon nodded and Tyrion waved after Robert. Arthur Dayne, Gerold Hightower, Jon, Geralt and Rhaegar rode out of the capital with cavalry. The children were amazed at the mounted armed forces, "we want to serve in armies later."

"They laughed at me, Ned", said Robert to Eddard in Riverrun.

Brandon, Ashara, Edmure, Roslin, Catelyn, Robb, and Rhaenys rolled their eyes, "ask yourself why."

Ned got up, "you've been laughed at all the time, but you're too drunk to realize it. You got yourself into this shit all by yourself. Rhaegar has nothing to do with that. The Iron Throne has been gone for years, Aerys has passed away, the kingdoms are independence. You are a grown man. I am sending you to the Citadel in Oldtown to fight your alcoholism. My foster son, whom you call dragonspawn, never laughed at you. Geralt, Daenerys, Ciri, Arya, Gendry and Jon's wife Yennefer aren't laughing at you because Jon is stopping them, Robert. Ciri, Geralt and Yennefer would have laughed at you long ago. Ciri doesn't laugh at you because Jon is a father to her too. Cirilla would have blown your brain away with her scream long ago she only listens to Geralt and Jon who are neutral."

Rhaenys, Robb, Elia and Lyanna left the room.

Robert roared, "Lyanna was mine! My ego gives me a right to a woman's body!"

Eddard yelled back, "I dare to doubt that your ego gives you a right to a woman's body! Oh are you a victim of bullying by Jon and Geralt? Forgive me Robert if I don't shed a tear for you. Oh poor Lord of Storm's End! How old are you Robert? Are you a little kid complaining about how unfair it is? Ask yourself why they are bullying you.

I can also scream, unattractive pig who makes himself dependent on others! Incapable king who believes Lyanna is power! You don't even know that your son Gendry, has a reasonable relationship with Ciri and Arya."

Catelyn kissed Ned, "Very good Ned. You heard Eddard, Robert. Go to the citadel."

Horn Hill: Randyll Tarly's boss mode. Horn Hill Secretary of Defense

Randyll was reading the newspaper over Starbucks coffee. Randyll Tarly shooed Melessa, Talla, Dickon, Sam, Gilly, through the rooms.

"I have distinguished visitors and I want everything to be in good condition! I have to finish the reports, balance sheets, and army reports. My two generals Jon and Geralt are coming to visit. I need the medals of House Tarly. Now!"

Melessa, Sam, Dickon, Gilly and Talla groaned, "you are a slave driver!"

Randyll sat down and signed documents and roared through the rooms, "I can no longer watch you work your way off, finally close the kitchen door!"

Sam and Dickon looked at each other, "the boss is in his element."

Randyll roared again, "I have heard that! And I didn't want Starbucks coffee! What madness is this? Where is the staff? Incapable staff everywhere! I can't work properly like this!"

Emilia Clarke, Anya Chalotra and Freya Allan ran away laughing, "we couldn't resist."