#no chapter 7 spoilers pls and thank you

[twstgarden]

✿ ❝ 𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘄? ❞ (17+)

━ leona kingscholar x fem! reader ━ thinking you have moved on, you would not spare a glance at your ex, yet you found yourself looking back and fantasising about what could have been. getting no closure, you wonder if your relationship was really over. (modern au! the setting stays the same, but they are not students of night raven college) (f/n means first name) ━ song(s) used: is it over now? by taylor swift, style by taylor swift

17+, reader discretion is advised cw: (including, but not limited to) talks of unhealthy romantic relationships, hints of infidelity, implied intimacy/mature content, mentions of self-harm

requested by: @lqmoncake request type: oneshot requester's message: hii i was wondering if u could write a leona x reader (fem or gn wtv u want!!) story?? oneshot?? (sorry ive never requested anything) based off the song is it over now by taylor swift 🌝🌝 (the model in the song can be like vill or something idk whatever you want and can the new guy be malleus pls) thank u and take care mama 💗💗 florist's note: angst! my time to shine~ time to write for drama. thank you for the request, little one, and do take care of yourself as well. <3

this work may contain slight spoilers for chapter 7, diasomnia’s arc.

do not steal or translate without my permission.

whilst you sat on the floor, you were rummaging through your belongings to sort out the things that are deemed as trash and ones that you might need. it was all going well until you came across a specific necklace.

you stared at the pendant of the golden necklace as memories started flooding your head. you kept telling yourself that you had moved on, that you were already happy with your current lover, malleus.

but sometimes, thoughts of the past start to haunt you.

being in a relationship with someone who never had their personal wounds healed can be quite traumatizing, to say the least, but oh, the first stages of a newly-bloomed relationship will always be blissful no matter how unhealthy it ends.

midnight you come and pick me up, no headlights a long drive could end in burning flames or paradise

not everyone was aware of your relationship with the second prince of sunset savanna, and that is exactly how you both wanted it. you knew what you walked into the moment you started dating this prince. you knew exactly what people would think once your relationship with him had been publicized.

and yet you did not care. all you knew was this blissful private relationship could either end badly or wonderfully, and you knew the former would have been the outcome if you were to be realistic.

this was another one of the nights where you stayed with him in his home. it was way past 12 in the morning as you went to his room and cuddled with him whilst you two spoke about your day, your hands tangled in his brown locks as he held you close by your waist.

and i should just tell you to leave, 'cause i know exactly where it leads, but i watch us go 'round and 'round each time

*six months have passed and the so-called honeymoon phase of the relationship started to die down. what you thought was a fairytale turned out to be just another average, if not worse, nightmare.

the little things have blown into intense arguments, every mistake ends up becoming a huge deal, and you desperately wanted to make it stop already, but you couldn't.

and how did that end? things go in a loop. one apologises, the other forgives, and love prevails, until another fight breaks out, and the cycle begins once more.

the couch and the bed that you have grown accustomed to have begun filling you up with memories - both good and bad. as you sat on the couch with leona, cuddling up with him, you whispered, "i love you."

"i love you too," he whispered back, and like a fool, you both believed it's you and him against the world, that you two would always stick together no matter how much the universe wanted to break you apart.

leona reached for something in his pocket and revealed a golden necklace, locking it around your neck as he spoke, "keep it." your eyes glanced at the pendant resting above your chest with a smile on your face, thanking him with a loving kiss on the cheek.

i say, 'i heard, oh that you've been out and about with some other girl' some other girl he says, 'what you heard is true, but i can't stop thinking 'bout you and i' i said, 'i've been there too a few times'

*nine months into the relationship. you'd think you were growing stronger, but in reality, it was starting to become a mess. a number of your close friends and mutual friends have been aware of your relationship, and the public has been slowly getting hints and making predictions that you two are actually dating, but neither you nor leona have confirmed it as you both wanted to stay private.

"i saw the second prince of sunset savanna with another princess!"

"no kidding! i saw him with her too."

and because of that, rumours have been spreading around that sent you worrying. doubts started to cross your mind, but you always pushed them back and told yourself, 'he would never do that. he respects me enough that he wouldn't do something so cruel.'

you were right.

"i was with her because my brother set up that meeting. it was to discuss topics related to the *mining and energy facilities of sunset savanna," spoke leona, informing you of the actual reason why he was seen with another woman. he realised it was feeding up doubts in your mind, making him frown a little and you can sense this might stir up another argument, "...did you think i was doing something else?"

"i'm sorry... it's just that i heard people talking and i assumed..." you trailed off.

"assumed that i was being unfaithful."

a stern tone was evident in leona's voice as he completed your sentence, disappointment was an expression clear as day on his face as you tried to console him, not wanting to escalate the topic further into another mentally draining argument.

"don't try to act like the victim here. people have seen you with vil and that bastard draconia, but did i say a word about it? no. because i trust you, f/n," snapped leona as he glared at you.

this statement made you upset as you glared back at him and retorted back, "i was only asking you! i did not mean to doubt you, but the way people talk about it was making it seem like you were doing something else!"

"so does your side of the story! i've heard others saying how you would openly flaunt at vil and shower him with compliments that i myself have never heard from you. i've heard others talking about how you would smile so sweetly at that bastard and comfort him when he feels down," argued leona, "but i chose to not believe them because i trust you. i trust you enough that you would never do something like that to me, and yet when you hear one rumour about me, you automatically assume i was cheating on you?"

that night went on with a fight and ended with him sleeping on that couch you both grew to love and hate, while you stayed on his bed. both had wanted nothing to do with the other for a while and opted for the so-called silent treatment.

'cause we never go out of style (we never go, we never go) we never go out of style take me home (ah) just take me home (ah) yeah, just take me home (ah) oh-oh, woah-oh, oh (out of style)

a week after the argument, you started to lose hope that your relationship will ever flourish well. you started to pack your belongings to return to your home while he was out doing business. you finished packing and carried your bag as you went downstairs, only to find him on the couch as it seemed he had returned from wherever he went.

he turned to look at you and stood up, wrapping his arms around you as he asked, "where are you going?" you didn't want to fall for it again, his arms around your waist and the sweet whispers in your ear, none of that, no matter how tempted you are. you looked up at him as you told him the truth, "i think we need a break..."

leona looked down at you as he asked, "why?" once again, you both shared your thoughts and apologised for all the wrongdoings done by each party. another chance out of several endless chances, and you found yourself retaking a break from him.

on and off. this was the best way to describe the current predicament of your relationship.

on and off. he'd drive you home and take you back to his.

on and off. you spent nights loving him and sharing your dreams with him, and you spent days arguing and crying over small mistakes and doubts.

until you never heard from him again. no text, no letters, no meet-ups. it was as if everything fell silent. there was no closure on either side.

once the flight had flown (uh-huh) with the wilt of a rose (uh-huh) i slept all alone (uh-huh) you still wouldn't go

back to the present, you eyed the golden necklace on your hand as you remembered when he gave this to you and realised he was wearing the same matching necklace. you sighed softly to yourself, placing it back on the box you found it in before settling on the bed, laying all alone with nothing but thoughts of your previous lover resurfacing again.

no matter where you are, no matter how hard you try to forget about him, reminders of your relationship with him will always resurface. you truly never felt alone with the memories haunting you every now and then.

let's fast forward to three hundred takeout coffees later i see your profile and your smile on unsuspecting waiters you dream of my mouth before it called you a lying traitor you search in every maiden's bed for somethin' greater, baby

morning weekends are generally a great time to spend with yourself, show some self-care and indulge in your hobbies while your current lover is busy with his royal duties.

does it seem like a coincidence? your ex was also a member of a royal family, and your current lover is also a member of a royal family, albeit he is in line for the throne, which adds more responsibilities.

to start your day, you decided to get some coffee in the nearby local café and possibly visit some spots you intended to go to. upon entering the café, you approached the counter and ordered your usual takeout. it was all going fine until you saw the barista brewing your coffee, he had the same shade of green eyes as he does, and a similar neutral expression that made him look so mysterious and stern.

you brushed it off, thinking that your mind is playing tricks on you again. the barista then handed you your drink and you thanked him, to which he gave you a small smug smile before returning back to work.

the same smile that you see on his face a lot.

you shook your head a little to snap out of your thoughts before walking away and leaving the café, trying your very best to think about something else and not your ex.

was it over when she laid down on your couch? was it over when he unbuttoned my blouse?

you and leona never got closure from one another, and it left you wondering if your relationship with him was really over from the moment you heard the rumours of him with that princess you talked about and how their relationship had been growing close.

or was it over the moment you entered into a relationship with malleus? the moment you start to forget about leona and spend your days with your new lover, giving him the love and care he deserves. was it really over the moment you spent your nights with your new lover and not him?

thinking you had both moved on, you found peace with malleus. you never experienced hearing him raise his voice at you or argue over little things. he would always make a point to talk about an issue, and not yell about it as he thought that would amount to nothing.

what you went through in an unhealthy relationship moulded your perspective when it comes to love. what you deemed as normal, such as apologising for the little things and fearing to speak about certain topics to not anger your partner, was always deemed as odd to malleus.

this was another case of finding the person who truly loves you, but you are too wounded from the past and it may cause toxicity to arise in your relationship if you are not careful.

your new girl is my clone and did you think i didn't see you? there were flashin' lights at least i had the decency to keep my nights out of sight

as you scrolled through your phone, you came across an article from a famous entertainment news blog talking about the second prince of sunset savanna being arranged for a political marriage with a girl who has the same shade of hair and the same eye colour as you.

was it intentional for him to be destined to marry someone who looks like you?

you tried to brush that thought. surely, now that he was rumoured to get married, it meant it really was over. everyone was talking about it, from the littlest moments of them conversing in public areas to pictures of them spending time together privately.

at least you had the decency to keep the private aspects of your romance with malleus a secret.

oh, lord, i think about jumpin' off of very tall somethings just to see you come runnin' and say the one thing i've been wanting, but no

despite telling yourself that you have moved on, you still think of your ex from time to time. thoughts of even trying to harm yourself crossed your mind, in hopes that he would come and save you.

of course, that will always just be an imagination.

'maybe if i try to jump off this building, he'll come running.'

what a dangerous thought that was, and yet you never acted upon it as you knew better than to cut your life short over someone who made you feel so many things at once - both positive and negative.

you started to wonder what went wrong.

you knew that both of you had their contributions on how the relationship got unhealthy afterwards, and yet, you couldn't help but wonder what exactly was the reason that made your fairytale of a relationship turn into one hell of a nightmare.

was it the rumoured illicit affairs?

was it the rumoured blooming romance between you and someone else?

was it your mistrust?

was it his lack of comfort?

(flashin' lights; oh, lord; oh) let's fast forward to three hundred takeout coffees later (oh) (flashin' lights) i was hoping you'd be there and say the one thing (oh, lord) i've been wanting (oh, lord) but no

and once again, you found yourself on the same coffee shop, looking at the cup you were holding as you watched the steam from the hot coffee with a soft sigh, smiling a little to yourself in an attempt to comfort and make you forget about such thoughts.

you have moved on, have you not?

*six months and *nine months refers to the three-six-nine rule which is noted to be an informal rule that some people follow when they are in a new romantic relationship (source). *mining and energy facilities is a reference to chapter 7 part 1's update where the third years discuss where they plan to have their internships and leona mentioned he'd do something related to the mining and energy facilities of his country.

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[tunamayojazz]

Love your art, any Toge/Yuuta fanfic recommendations? Thanks so much!!

hi!! thank you so much...🥺🩷🩷 and i am SO glad you asked this. i have so many!! here are the ones i read/reread more recently along with some of the tags. tried to make every rec here different from each other hehe have fun reading!!! can't help it (if you look like an angel) by glimmiks (12.4k)

tags: college au, friends to lovers, mutual pining, IKEA

THIS WAS SO FUN TO READ PLEASEEEE i absolutely love college aus so much. and you just know the 2nd years would be the most fun and chaotic as college students. their dynamic is just chefs KISS, and it's written so well here. the mutual pining in here is truly a 10-course meal and i always go back for another round.

i'm alright if you're alright by anonymous (14.2k)

tags: spoilers up to ch146, fluff, hurt/comfort, injury recovery, fix-it, love confessions, pining

post-shibuya fic excellence. i always have such a great time reading this like inuokkos really do eat so well in this fandom. yuta pining is always so great to read like he is Longingly thinking about toge at all times im cry

Magnificently Cursed by diggingupthegrave (91.2k)

tags: dark academia, magic au, magic school au, slow burn, angst, mutual pining

i will always always recommend diggingupthegrave fics. they are easily my favorite inuokko writer pls you have to read all their inuokko fics...i saved this particular one of theirs to read for much later bc i knew it was going to change my life (7 chapters ok) and boy did it do exactly that. the way they implemented canon elements into a magic setting was so so brillaint and i savored every bit of it.

Beat the Turtle Drum by CasuallyScreaming (7.4k) tags: major character death, post-shibuya incident arc, angst, minimal comfort, no shibuya spoilers read this before sleeping the other night and honestly how i managed to still fall asleep after was my body trying to protect me from full out bawling and having a mental breakdown...i don't think i've read a lot of MCD inuokko but god this one shook me to my core. almost like the feeling of loss and grief were bleeding through my phone screen. so well written and while it's definitely mostly painful, the ending....well you'll find out :')

a special occasion by Cheshire (2.5k) tags: idiots in love, established relationship, first dates this was so so cute...!!!!!!! panda: but aren't you two already dating? yuta: well yes! no. sorta, kinda. super cozy and fluffy read!!

is this how every day begins? by mitgi (5.4k) tags: roommates, living together, mutual pining, hurt/comfort, angst i will always love me a roommate au. this fic was such a lovely read and i'm actually going to reread this right after i finish writing this! there's so much to explore in inuokko's relationship and also when it's in different settings. every time i think about how the actual source material are literal crumbs, i'm just even more amazed by how writers are able to draw out the most of what info we have and write their mannerisms so well. it all feels right and so WARM UOGHHHHH

haunted by sieling_fan (3.3k)

tags: pining, hurt/comfort, canon typical angst, character study

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you showed up just in time by diggingupthegrave (14.6k)

tags: time travel, friends to lovers, mutual pining, hurt/comfort, slight age gap

another diggingupthegrave fic that had me crying screaming shaking throwing up because god. this was so so good. the build up had me at the edge of my seat bc like oh my god what happened? what's happening?? why is this like that? @#$%^&*()_!!!!!!!!!!!!! and when it's all pieced together? oh it ended me. read this again and again for DAYS you would think i was researching it for a thesis or something. take your time reading this btw like im so serious.

okie that's all for me from now, i have so many more to rec honestly....sending out 100000000000 hearts to inuokko writers you are my roman empire....

[turnaboutspoiler]

I still have some suspicions about Rollo getting his own card and becoming playable character...

Warning! Spoilers for book 7

I really do think GloMas is more than just another Halloween event.

Personaly I consider it as some kind of a "bridge" between Books 6 and 7. I don't remember we've ever had an event which was so connected with the main story. GloMas implies you to know the UMs of 90% of participating characters as you already read 6 chapters and there's no point in hiding them, BUT it never shows or even mentions Silver, Sebek, or Malleus' UMs (though Sebek's lightning would be really helpful in the battle). Also the true natures of some characters (like Jamil f.e.) are shown, though it can be spoilers for someone who hasn't read the 4th Book. Not to mention Idia's part in the story. His whole speech about being an expert in certain field and his understanding fo Rollo's situation is actually a huge spoiler for Book 6 (even if it doesn't tell you the whole thing about Ortho).

So my point is Rollo may actually be an important character in future main story!

The situation we're in now is pretty shity. The whole Sage Island fell asleep and the only awaked characters are Silver, Sebek, Yuu and Ortho. The last one made a smart decision to ask for help outside the island. STYX is a powerfull organization but Papa Shroud said that even them don't know much about Malleus' power and how it works. So is there another powerfull someone outside the damage area? Yes. Rollo.

Don't get me wrong, I don't compare one student to an ancient organization, but Rollo is a really strong mage. Back in GloMas Malleus even said that he felt scared for a moment because of him. Rollo also has an experience in fighting Malleus, he felt his power, he knows it (I understand that normal Mal and OB Mal are like two different things but the magic's nature is still the same). Moreover, Silver, Sebek and Idia (who's gonna to wake up sooner or later*) know Rollo and his abilities, especially Idia.

So I really do hope Rollo's gonna come back, though it seems impossible even for me lol. But some time ago we thought event character having their own card is impossible, sooo...

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Giving him a card also can mean that there's gonna be a battle where you have to use Rollo to fight, like we had damn towers back in Book 6 or battle maps in Book 7.

Maybe it's just me who wants Rollo to come back, but I like thinking about stuff like that. Anyway, thank you for attention!

*I haven't read B7P6 yet, but I know Idia shows up at the end, though I dk the curcamstances (dream or reality), pls don't spoil it for me!!

[humongousgothskeletonfarm]

chapter 6 thoughts: (spoilers ahead!)

oh. fuck.

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he was king. now he’s a martyr.

holy shittttt

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aftg really brings us all together, this is random but i love talking to other fan accounts about the books

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anyway fanfics will no longer have to speculate when rikos funeral was, and if kevin attended or not (or if he had a mental breakdown about it)

also neil u have no tact babe and i love u for it

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oh renee ur so lovely ur so insightful (neil u should listen to what she has to say)

jean and his ‘i won’t grieve him’ ❤️🫶

- ‘promise me’ jean said with a desperation that should have kill him, nathaniel didn’t hesitate, ‘i promise’ SHUT THE FUCK UP I LOVE THEM THANK U NORA THIS IS EVERYTHING I WANTED FROM THIS BOOK

THE SWAP FROM NATHANIEL TO NEIL IS JUST AS POWERFUL FROM JEANS PERSOECTIVE IN TSC AS IT WAS IN FROM NEILS IN TKM I LITERALLY CANNOT THE PARALLELS ARE KILLING ME

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it’s 1:40 am and i’ve just made a cup of tea to keep myself awake

feeling many things about jeans perusal of the fox photo wall and taking renee’s picture

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i know these motherfuckers aren’t accusing neil kevin and jean of abandoning that cunt and leading to his ‘suicide’

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WE ARE THE RIGHT PEOPLE I THINK JUST NOT THE RIGHT TIME (look i am admittedly not a jean/renee shipper but good god they are so sweet in this)

A COOL EVENING BREEZE AND RAINBOWS

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screaming as silently as i can rn

- petition for someone to put summertime sadness on the jean playlist

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whattttt is the mystery about jeremy’s family?? what is this fabled fall banquet that tore his family in half im so intrigued i have to know more

ALSO JEREMY IS IN THERAPY AND HAS SOME SORT OF FAMILY ISSUES I KNEW IT IM SURE THATS ON A BINGO SOMEWHERE

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jeremy dad of the trojans checking to see that they’re safe and also cody first cannon non binary character??? pls say yes

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accidentally fell asleep in the middle of my planned all nighters whoops it’s currently 7 am

chapter 7:

“I like to indulge,” Jeremy said with a dimpled smile. ​Kevin’s words mocked him in the back of his thoughts: “Some of them you like.”

i did. notice this in chapter 2 or whatever but is this?? are we getting jerejean???? that’s what this means righ??

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jeremy wdym ‘oh to be the pampered elite’ u have a butler??

jean defending kevin saying he’s earned the right to be arrogant be still my beating heart i love these stubborn mother fuckers

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He was years away, watching a different beautiful boy lean in close to say, Will you teach me when he’s not watching? It could be our secret.

STOP IT RN

chapter 8!!

flicked him a sly look. “Easy on the eyes, maybe.”

AHHHHH!!!

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also so glad that there’s 100% confirmation cat and laila are dating (shared bedroom!)

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the description of laila and cats lounge room is so soft and cozy im so jealous i wish i was there

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barkbark von barkenstein u will never top sir fat cat mcatterson (although props to nora for always having simultaneously the worst and most creative names for pets)

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jean telling cat she’s a good player but misses every ball at her hips is literally every raven! (someone) fic ever come to life where they meet a relatively normal other team and have absolutely no tact or awareness of what others considered rude and immediately tell the other players what their weaknesses are (i’m obsessed)

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“Yes,” he said, and if he didn’t sound sure, he at least sounded angry. “Let them all burn. I hope none of them survive.” BABY I LOVE U IM SO PROUD OF U UR SAFE NOW FUCK RIKO FUCK THE RAVENS FUCK THE MASTER

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“Oh, he’s good. A bit rude, but I like him. I think we’re going to be good friends.”

i’d say the exact same thing

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*jeremy giving jean the keys*

well it’s not andreil levels of drama and symbolism but love a good comparison

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or they do not care enough about her wellbeing. It’s unforgivable either way.”

giggling a bit over jean being up in arms about boba knowing that he’d be seriously unimpressed with me if he knew how much boba i drank

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he wants to know what it was for

AND WHAT IF THAT LINE BROKE ME NORA?? AND WHAT THEN??

The Ravens had given up everything to be the undefeated champions, only to be destroyed last month by a tiny team from South Carolina.

I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE

“Loving something is not enough,” Jean told him, right on cue. ​“When is the last time you enjoyed playing?” Jeremy asked. ​“Irrelevant,” Jean said. “I am Jean Moreau; I am perfect Court. I do not need to enjoy it to be the best backliner in the NCAA.”

that was what Jean felt safest in, Jeremy would back his decision wholeheartedly.

LITERALLY LEAVE ME ALONE

chapter 9999

also i’m so glad that we have jeremy/laila/cat friendship like in fics and stuff they were always best buddies coz they were the only trojan characters named in the books but it’s great to see they’re actually good friends in cannon

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“I need you to listen to me for one moment,” Laila said, “and I need you to believe me when I say it. Fuck Coach Moriyama.”

AGREED AGREED AGREED FUCK THAT CUNT

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COOKING LESSONS WITH JEAN THIS IS THE WHOLESOME CONTENT I SIGNED UP FOR

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cat talking macronutrients and promising to help with his diet so it’s still familiar but more fun in order to begin healing jeans relationship with food is so important to me

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nora bleaching jeremy’s hair blonde after telling us she was shocked we all headcannoned him as blonde while she thought he was brunette is so funny to me,, don’t worry fan artists u do not have to change a thing!

(frosted tips made me giggle too, jeremy u pussy)

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“Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?”

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chapter 10

jean learning basic household chores like sorting and washing clothes and deep cleaning the apartment and learning his way around a supermarket <3

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LAILA CAT JEAN FRIENDSHIP IS REAL

Afternoons were filled with whatever the women were in the mood for that day, be it wandering downtown, shopping, or combing through estate sales.

Jean went where they took him because it was better than being left in the house alone,

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COOKING IS HEALING JEAN ITS A COMFORT THING SHUT THE FUCK UP THIS IS EVERYTHUNG HES SO REAL FOR THAT

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Ravens graduated; they didn’t leave.

fuck if that didn’t just stop my heart

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i definitely should have been more wary of the trigger warnings. if anyone is wanting to read the book but is worried about certain parts, i’d be happy to let y’all know what sections are triggering so u can try and skip around them.

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But Jean was not a Raven, and Wayne was dead.

FUCK YEAH BABY NOT ANYMORE U ARENT

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the thought of that quiet space with its single bed was so repulsive he turned toward the living room instead. - this is so important to me

He could sense the others’ presence even if they weren’t around to bother him, and that was enough to take the edge off the loneliness eating at his heart.

literally end my life i’m so happy for jean, he’s healing slowly but surely

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this was better than anything he’d ever had. It was worlds more than he deserved. He feared it as much as he wanted it;

JEAN U DO DESERVE IT I PROMISE U

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wait wtf,, zane is reacher??? in literally every raven fic ever reacher is the most abusive character other than riko

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OMFG BEACH SCENE??? THEYRE GONNA TAKE JEAN TO THE BEACH??? CHECK THAT OFF EVERY SINGLE BINGO CARD MADE FOR THIS BOOK

^ yeah i wrote that two seconds before then reading jeans panic attack about drowning and the trigger of riko waterboarding him and neil and now i want to cry

[deevotee]

Hey!!

I am new to the fandom and it’s kind of hard keeping track of every material there is and in which order to consume it, if you don’t mind, can you pls help? 🥲

How many manga episodes are there and where I can read it for free in English? Also how many anime seasons with how many eps each? And where to steam the (again, for free. I am broke sry 😭)

I know this is an extensive ask but I find Wikipedia to be unreliable and feels it’s best to ask a dedicated fan instead. Also I prefer consuming things chronologically and feel like it’s better to ask what is the best way to go about reading/watching

Sorry for the English, it’s my third language and thank you so much if you do end up answering!!!

It’s kind of a lot to ask, so feel free to ignore :)

Hello welcome to the fandom!! And don't worry about your english ever here i am not one to judge ^^

So I already have links compiled to read and watch Black Butler here: Resources You'll find them in the 'Sites for More Content' document on the first page of the drive, and I went through and added a bit more info in that document on how volumes vs chapters work for you and others

As for the storyline itself, I HIGHLY recommend starting with the manga first as it is very consistent and straightforward with the story! Meaning there is no extra info you need to consume to get the full story only fun little extras here and there sometimes, and the manga is considered the actual canon and what you will see most of the fandom referencing and talking about There are currently 31 volumes, 201 chapters and it is still ongoing! Meaning a new chapter releases every month (good to block the kuro spoilers tag if you dont want to see them)

The anime is still fun to watch but it is definitely way more complicated storywise and the reason for that is that the first 2 seasons were made when the manga was still in early chapters so they took notes from the creator of the various storylines and backstories that was planned and kind of created a different storyline with it, so I'll try to give you a concise rundown on what episodes follow the manga and what doesn't

The anime seasons are usually listed as follows: Season 1 - Kuroshitsuji Season 1 OVA - Kuroshitsuji OVA Season 2 - Kuroshitsuji 2 Season 2 OVAs - Kuroshitsuji 2 OVAs/Specials Season 3 - Kuroshitsuji Book of Circus Season 4 - Kuroshitsuji Book of Murder Season 5/Movie - Kuroshitsuji Book of the Atlantic

Season 1 Episodes 1-6: Follows the manga's Red Butler Arc (mostly), chapters 1-13

Season 1 Episodes 7-12: Does not follow manga canon, original anime storylines

Season 1 Episodes 13-15: Follows the manga's Curry Arc (mostly), chapters 15-22

Season 1 Episodes 16-24: Does not follow manga canon, original anime storylines

Season 1 OVA: Does not follow manga canon, original anime storylines

Season 2 episodes 1-12: Does not follow manga canon, all original anime storylines

Season 2 OVAs 1-6: Does not follow manga canon, all orginal anime storylines

Seasons 1 and 2 are considered a separate storyline/alternate universe and will be ignored for all the seasons after it, which is what confuses most people

Season 3 Episodes 1-10: Completely follows manga canon, picks up after the Curry Arc and into the manga's Circus Arc, chapters 24-36

Season 4 OVA's Episodes 1-2: Follows the manga's Murder Mystery Arc, chapters 38-50

Season 5/Movie - Follows the manga's Campania Arc, chapters 51-65

The newest season is expected to follow the manga's Boarding School Arc which is chapters 66-84

I hope that covers everything and is easy to understand, but please feel free to send another ask or a DM if you have any questions! I'm all for helping people understand and get into kuro, it's such a fun storyline and I hope you have a good time with it <3

[melancholiepeufiable]

7 :-)

Ahhh, thank you for your pick - good choice ;) It’s one of my fav chapters in the whole fic!

Did I forget to mention that this is a fake-ish marriage au (without crack)? If you have questions about renaissance, feel free to ask and I’ll do my best to answer, spoiler-free.

Again, this is very early draft from chapter 7, so pls bear in mind that this may change when actually published. I know the “congrats” part seems out of left-field here, but events that occur prior to chapter 7 explain what that’s about (it’s retirement). One of these days I’ll post the summary and it’ll make sense.

General premise of scene:

Sebastian has been staying in Monaco with Charles. Now it’s time for him to be driven to the airport. Charles has pretty bad trust issues and longs for him to stay.

Tags: sebchal; early draft; this is a bit fluffy, praise, kinda soft actually; ~240 words.

Snippet below the cut:

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Maybe this is how Sebastian did it. Using words to entice his prey before he let the trap slam shut, swallowing them whole. Was he simply fattening Charles up to make his feast all the more sweeter? 

Seb’s grin broadened, blue growing even softer. “So handsome… my pretty little prince.”

He whimpered, a chill striking down his spine. The hair on the back of his neck rose, the exhilarating pull of want swirling in his belly. Charles gripped Seb’s forearm, pleading with wide-eyes. 

“What is it? Hmm?” Sebastian placed a feather-like peck on the tip of his nose. “What do you want, Charles?”

I ache for someone like you. 

“Please.” A quiet plea, left in the open, where the listener bore power, accepting it from the beggar. 

“Congratulations, liebling. I’m so proud of you.” Sebastian leaned in, pressing supple lips comfortably over his own, moving like they’d done this a thousand times. It was better than the wedding, smooth and less stiff. Charles bended on a whim, an embarrassing noise forced down, escaping only when Sebastian lingered too long, his facial hair rough on Charles’ chin. 

Greedy, Charles made to open his mouth, let Sebastian in – maybe he’ll stay – only for the other to huff in amusement and step back. The corridor seemed so much bigger. 

“Come on, I’m gonna be late.” Sebastian nodded in the direction of the elevator, picking up his duffle bag and carry-on. 

[jiminrings]

I just finished reading 478. And what was that??!!?pjbjffjjvhigjo I'm feeling all kinds of emotions right now. Oh my God! This is soooo good. I can't describe in words what an amazing writer you are 💖💖

I'm just so so so excited about the fic. It's gonna take my tonight's sleep for sure.

Can I know why the fic is named Four Seven Eight?

ahhh thank you so much 🥺🥺 pls sleep well!!

i plan to elabroate why it’s titled four seven eight on the second chapter, but if u wanna know now, pls look under the cut!! :D spoilers for chapter two below :O

4-7-8 is a breathing technique used to get people to sleep!! u inhale for 4 seconds, hold it in for 7 seconds, and exhale for 8 seconds :D

as i said i was rlly gonna just reveal this on chapter 2 but if u clicked read more by accident and don’t want to be spoiled further pls click off rn!!!!

jungkook has troubles sleeping n there was really a great chunk of time when he couldn’t sleep at all, especially when oc isn’t beside him :O that’s why he always waits up for y/n to come home so he wouldnt go to sleep in their bed alone!!! there’s one particular time when oc needed to leave in the night, so before leaving, she taught the 4-7-8 technique so jungkook could sleep without her :D also i glossed over this n plan to elaborate it further but jk tends to be anxious without oc so he uses the 4-7-8 when he feels nervous in general!!

[spyxfamilyanalysis]

Spy × Family analysis

Phân tích tất cả các tập có phụ đề tiếng Anh của anime~

Analysing the anime's all episodes with English subtitles~

I decided to do an observation & analysis of the currently famous anime Spring 2022 SPY × FAMILY. After my previous-of-previous-of-whatever-previous post, I continued watching the episodes started thinking about how to analyse the episodes and see any spoilers or whateverso. I also rewatched episodes that helps me analyse them, as well as characters and ships: Damian x Anya, Yor x Loid.

Edit: Spy × Family season 2 was officially here, starting at episode 26, on October 7 2023!

Here are my title's analysis of the episodes and facts (they might be kinda long, pls reconsider reading this, sry if my analysis could be wrong :P) Thank you!!!

Season 1: 25 episodes: 1-25

Season 2: 12 episodes: 26-37

Episodes/Missions:

Operation Strix [part 1] [part 2.1] [part 2.2] [part 2.3]

Secure a Wife [part 1] [part 2.1] [part 2.2]

Prepare for the Entrance Exam

Interview for the Prestigious School

Pass or Fail

Operation Buddy-Buddy

Target: The Second son

The Counter-Secret Police Cover Operation

Show Off How in Love You Are

The Great Dodgeball Plan

Stella

Penguin Park

Project Apple

Disarm the Time Bomb

A New Family Member

Yor's Kitchen/ The Informant's Great Romance Plan

Carry Out the Griffin Plan/ Fullmetal Lady/ Omelet Rice &lt;3

Uncle the Private Tutor/ Daybreak

A Revenge Plot Against Desmond/ Mother Becomes the Wind

Investigate the General Hospital/ Decipher the Perplexing Code

Nightfall/ First Fit of Jealousy

Underground Tennis Tournament: The Campbelldon

The Unwavering Path

The Role of a Mother and Wife/ Shopping with Friends

First Contact

Follow Mama and Papa

Bond's Strategy to Stay Alive/ Damian's Field Research Trip

Mission and Family

The Pastry of Knowledge/ The Informant's Great Romance Plan II

Plan to Cross the Border

The Fearsome Luxury Cruise Ship

Who Is This Mission For?

The Symphony Upon the Ship

The Hand That Connects to the Future

Enjoy the Resort to the Fullest/ Bragging About Vacation

Berlint in Love/ Nightfall's Daily Life

Part of the Family

Facts & Opinion: first announcement, second announcement, (1), (2), (3), (4), spoilers for (5), (5) Twilight/ Loid Forger (Part 1), (6), (7) Twilight/Loid Forger (Part 2), Chapter 96 opinion

Google forms: Spy x Family analysis: A small survey (11 responses)/Closed/, SPY x FAMILY: Questions of choices~ (3 responses)/Closed/

Arts: Christmas 2022 Thank you 37 followers, Christmas 2023 (main blog)

Votes: Anya Forger or the Garden, OC art spy edition

Help request: Drafts posts & Art collaborations!!!

Instructions if you can't click the links above

I have added the link of the posts above so you can look for them much easier. Moreover, please check other reblog posts from other Spy × Family fans as they also go deep in the anime and manga and contribute to the Anime World of Art with amazing artworks of Spy × Family.

Thank you for 66 followers everyone!~

[rat-cigars]

Damn Bitch You live like this?

(a/n: 18+ today i'm gonna try to continue setting up for the mc and i hope you enjoy this mostly Ed Chapter. Jk i know yall hoes love him <3. Pls be mindful of your triggers and always check content warnings, lmk if i've missed any! ) 

*= Edward POV)

**= Reader POV)

(TW: stalking, blood, mentions of murder, yelling?, breaking and entering apt. )

Possible Spoilers in this chapter 

WC: 1272

Chapter 7: A walk to (not) remember

**You must've been too loud though as Bruce had set his other hand gently over your mouth for a moment. He looked a little panicked, probably hiding out from the other patrons who had chosen to stop by. You went into a soft laugh after he released your face gently, just as fast as he had put his hand up to your lips. 

You stumbled back and Bruce's other hand came out from behind his thigh, trying to hide the smoke from your prying eyes. 

“I can't believe I just caught THE golden boy of the city, smoking?” you teased. You were definitely gonna be sore in the morning, struggling to stay in place as Bruce replied.

 “I cant believe youre still here, bothering me.” He grumbled, but there was a playfulness in his tone at the end. Stepping a little closer to lean on the wall while you talked, you looked up to him beside you. The streetlight illuminated your cheeks showing how pink they were from the open bar. “I'm gonna be bothering you a lot more now that you're gonna be renting out our space.” 

Bruce rolled his eyes and after taking a few more hits he leaned down and pushed the lit end into the ground, stomping for good measure. “God you really are drunk..” he said softly, seeing you sway as you stepped. 

Your back leaving the wall last. Still your arm was extended out, holding the wall. As if responding to the snide comment, you hunched over, not having the same luxury of a trash can. 

Bruce immediately cringed at the sounds. 

“Oh Fuck.. uh..” you had managed to mutter and slurred out. “I'll catch you later.” you laughed nervously. 

“I don't think that's a good idea.” He said bringing your leave to a halt. “What? You're not my dad.” you teased him. He sighed and lifted his arm to show how you had been standing so steadily, you were holding onto him for balance.

“Shit..” you muttered. This was lining up to be the best worst night of your life. 

How many other women got the chance to hold Bruce Waynes arm, oh yeah, his arm. You thought and released it, but your stumble had Bruce placing his arm around you to support you. His hold was firm but gentle, supporting you without hurting you.

 “Th-Thanks.” you smiled at him and that's when he opened his mouth to speak again, his icy blue eyes staring into yours. Intense and yet devoid of emotion all at the same time. “Let me walk you home?” He still asked, even after he'd already made up his mind. You couldn't help but blush an even deeper pink and nod, looking away. He nodded and you two began the long walk to your apartment. You felt as if you were being watched but you had lulled the thought out of our head. Obviously anyone who recognized the man beside you, would stare. 

As you approached the door to your shabby apartment, he let you lean on the wall and helped you inside.

“Thanks, Wanye.” you groaned, flopping on your couch, deciding this was your bed for the night. “Anytime, I just like to make sure my employees are safe.” He nodded, the edge to his voice was far gone and he seemed almost relaxed.  “Goodnight.” was muttered from his lips, as your body relaxed into the couch, slipping into your dreams. He left and shut the door tight, heading back to his manor probably.

That night you had another dream of the silhouetted man holding his arms out in front of him. Like a priest he opened his arms to you, and you alone. The feeling made you shiver, your eyes glazed over.

He called for you, the voice distorted, filled your ears. He had shut his mouth, watching your reactions to his calls of affection. 

The man's voice almost sounded familiar but you were struggling to figure who it belonged to. The man then spoke, but it sounded..like a bell? He suddenly loomed over you as you had shifted your gaze away, deep in thought. His mouth opened and a loud ring caused you to jolt awake in bed. 

Well, the couch, but it was the same thing. 

The coat you'd worn had been laid over the chair beside the door, and a familiar pain throbbed inside your head.

 “What the fuck..” you groaned feeling your temples. Sitting upright you slowly began to trek towards the medicine cabinet in the kitchen. 

Reaching for the bottle you raised a brow, it had been moved from the bottom shelf where you had placed it last. 

‘Maybe Bruce had taken some?’ Shrugging off the thought almost instantly as the pain throbbed again and you grabbed a few pills out to start your day. You checked your phone seeing 2 new numbers had texted you the night before. 

*Writing about you didn't seem to help Eds growing frustration, nor did the scrap booking of several pictures. Edward tried to clear the memory of watching you walk with Bruce, but his mind was relentless.

Flashes of your arms around his, your laugh for him, it was enough to make the grown man cry. But not in sadness, in fact Edward wasn't even sure how he felt at that moment. Anger, jealousy, and deep insecurity had halted his work.

 His pen had stopped grating into the lined paper and he sat there pondering his next move. A chuckle escaped his lips, and this small act had led to Edward full blown cackling. Alone in his room he looked truly unstable at that moment.

He suddenly closed his mouth and then got up from the desk, grabbing his oversize gray jacket and exiting the hotel room. Of course he was going to check in. To make sure you had not been corrupted by ‘the rich boy’ and stolen away from edward.

 He felt a twinge of worry creep into the back of his mind as he walked down the street. He hoped to God you hadn't ruined yourself for him. After all he had been there first, Edward had been the one to take an interest first. You were his, already taken before Bruce had ever had a chance with your beautiful soul. 

Ten minutes later with his heart beating so hard it threatened to jump out, entering the main doors of the building. He walked up to the elevator, the creaky sound caused him unease. 

Edward had done this before though and trusted the small space enough to continue his journey to your place. The past few weeks he had only visited every other Saturday, making sure you were busy or out with friends so he could snoop. It wasn't much experience but the few times had allowed him to realize you rarely even locked your door.

Silly girl, did you not notice the filthy men who dared to creep in there. You were lucky he kept checking in and would lock it for you sometimes, preventing any others from reenacting his own behavior. 

Now he stood right before the door and pressed his ear to the door, hearing you snore. He smiled and unlocked the door, wandering into your living room, Edward watched you sleep comfortably on the small brown couch.

[its-really-dry]

𝔻ℝ 𝕊𝕋ℝ𝔸ℕ𝔾𝔼 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝔽ℝ𝕀𝔼ℕ𝔻𝕊 𝕀ℕ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕄𝕌𝕃𝕋𝕀-𝕊𝕆𝕄𝔼𝕋ℍ𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝕆𝔽 𝕄𝕆ℕ𝕋𝔸ℕ𝔸?

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before you start, please read [this] which is a summary of the series and disclaimer -> it is good to know that this au series will have a good few spoilers to the new dr strange. so if you haven't seen it and don't want to have it ruined, pls don't read ittttt.everything i write is fic NOT fact!

A/N: ok sorry for not posting in like YEARS but we are back, forgive me 😭 fake spells yall and there is a un-detailed death of multiverse strange

@goodness-gaycious @incorrectlycorrectfun @wandaspov @itsthescarletwitch @smallestavenger @v0idl1nq @tu-mama727 @genderfluidnoodleboi @feedonme @adi06lena @yelenabemylova @daenerys713

word count = 1.6k

photo is mine babe :3

chapter seven: strange awakens

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the next morning, you are woken up by what sounded like trillions of alarms going off at once.

and you were right.

there were trillions of alarms.

"what the f....?" you open your eyes slowly, the blaring sounds making your head pound hard.

once your (wanda)vision clears, you jump at the sight of america being a nose touch away from your face.

"good morning star shine, the multiverse says hello!" she says happily.

"you've been watching WAY too much tiktok." you groan as push her off of you, looking around for the source of the sound.

"where the flying duck is that noise coming from!?"

"oh! over here! i opened a portal to the clock-a-verse!"

"babe. is that the actual name of that universe?"

"what? nooooo. idk what any of them are called, i say what i see there, then add an 'a-verse' to the end of it." america explains, closing the annoying portal.

you roll your eyes and roll out of your bed. you glance up to the clock that was on the wall.

*7:46*

"damn! we should go and check on stephanie!"

"right behind you!"

both you and america rush down the staircase and into the living room and see that stephen hasn't budged one bit. capey was covering him like a blanket too.

"wow. he really is a stone cold sleeper!" the brunette jokes, "out real hard. he was probably smoking a joint or som cause he knocked tf out, CLEAN."

you sigh while you look down at him, the feeling of guilt washing over you once again. the sound of a small cough brings you out of your trance and you see agatha walking into the room with a smile.

"hello there my little birdies! how did ya sleep?" she asks.

"POG."

"not too bad. thanks again for letting us stay the night witchy."

"awww, it's really no problem y/n! it's always nice to have a bit of company from time to time." the older woman says as she hands you a cup of coffee/tea the exact way you like it.

you stare at agatha in surprise, "NO WAY."

she just smiles and hands america a box of pizza.

"NO WAY." america says.

agatha chuckles at this, "it's just a witch thing darlings. we always know at least a little but about our guests, it's the least we can do."

aggie sits down on the couch, you and america following suite. you glance over to you tutor again and agatha catches your glance.

"he's out like a bad battery torch!"

"do you think he will wake up anytime soon?" you ask and agatha shakes her head which makes you frown.

"it's not a concussion. he's been spelled."

"how do you know that?"

"apart from the fact that i'm a literal witch, there is a big give away. you see, the spell perpetrator wasn't at the least discreet. though it is as if that was a deliberate action." agatha explains and points to a sign that was glowing red on strange's forehead.

"a rune." you mutter.

walking over to strange, you kneel in front of him, moving the hair from his forehead, to fully show the marking. america stares in awe at the rune, hella confused.

"the hell is that!?"

"it's called a rune hon. they can be used for all different purposes. in this instance, they've used it to keep strange in a constant state of sleep."

"that's not just anyone aggs. that's a maximilf doing!" you say as you stand up.

"a maxi-who?"

"y/n's talking about wanda, wanda maximoff." america snickers.

"ohhhaha! good word play y/n/n."

you wink at the witch and she shakes her head. you hold your hand out, summoning a book from thin air and you turn the pages until you find the chapter you wanted.

"i am actually digging this thor-hammer type power! alright, it's the spell, living lamented."

"how could wanda achieve that spell? the living lamented is only written in the dark hold!"

"well, that isn't true actually. the dark hold is just a copy of the original." you tell her.

both aggie and america raise an eyebrow in question and you turn the living room into a look alike of mount wundagore which agatha smiles widely at.

"my, oh my, y/n! aren't you getting good at this?"

"well, what can i say? i was taught by the best so...." you say with a shrug. "there is a place called, mount wundagore, which was carved by chthon, who carved it for the 'prophesied' scarlet witch, who we now know is wc-maxi-witcher. all the OG dark hold writings are carved into the walls of this cave and that's where the book was transcribed!"

america spins around, and around, and around, totally gobsmacked at the interior of wundagore.

"this is the most lit map ever! probs even better than GTA 5!"

"bro i would say that is disrespectful, but you are DAMN right!" you squeal and give the girl a high-five.

agatha studies the walls and their engravings.

"that is amazing. how do you know all of that?"

"i read the books inside of the forbidden section of kamar-taj's library." you reply and agatha laughs.

you seize the reality of wundagore and you are all back in aggie's living room.

"thanks for that lesson kid, it's given me a few ideas of how to get this old chap, up and running again."

"oooo to the library?"

"too the library!"

you cheer and just as you and agatha were about to walk out, america pulls your arm back.

"i would love to stay and geek out with you nerds, i kinda wanna practice my multiverse jumping!"

"sure thing mary, just please get back safley."

"you have my word ma'am!"

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strange runs faster then he has ever had to in his entire life. debris and huge rocks float around in the sky that looked like space? he doesn't know why he was running, but he knew he had to.

"how are we supposed to get down there!" a voice says.

strange whips his head to the left and he sees a young girl, brown hair up in a ponytail and a split lip. he felt like he knew who she was, but his mind was so clouded and dysfunctional, he couldn.t narrow it down.

"uhh hello? stephen? we are about to be eaten by a huge a$$ monster!" the girl screams and that snaps him out of his trance.

"jump!" he shouts as he takes a hold of her hand, jumping down hundreds of feet, onto a longer piece of rubble.

the screal from the monster that was chasing them, gets louder with every passing moment. that encourages them to pick up the pace as strange continues to shoot magic at the creature.

but suddenly they were being surrounded by tentacles. the girl looks around in fear and strange rackes his brain to find an idea. he shoots his magic a little harder, up to the belly of the monster and it growls in pain, stumbling backwards as it tries to regain it's balance.

strange uses his magic to pick up the rocks and encloses the monster with them, using all of his might to keep it in there.

"go!" he calls to the girl and she runs.

the monster roars as it tries to force it's way out of the rubble. it manages to get a single tentacle out and it hits strange right on his leg. strange seethes a grimace, resulting in his magic faltering which allowed the monster to escape.

the creature continues it's path to the girl, but just before it could grab her, strange jumps in front of her and puts up a forcefield.

"i am so sorry." he whispers as he looks the kid right in her eyes. she squints at him, trying to understand why he was apologizing.

stephen sighs, "this is the only way. i am so sorry, please forgive me."

and with that, he begins to take all of the girl's powers. she screams and wriggles about, trying to set herself free, but it is no use.

strange can feel the guilt build up inside him, but he knew that what he was doing was the right thing to do?

"URGH-"

he is grabbed by the monster who holds him up with it's tentacles around each of his wrists and ankles. the kid drops onto the floor, and she begins to regain her breath. the monster sneers at him before taking another arm and stabbing him in the stomach.

the girl gasps in horror as she watches the life drip from stephen's eyes.

"run. and don't look back. i am sorry-"

stephen shoots up, breathing heavily and sweating. he looks around, frantically and he takes his shirt off, using it to dry his forehead.

a loud crash catches his attention and he sees a star-shaped portal open, and the same girl from his dream on the floor and another body on top of her.

"what in the world is going on!?" you ask and your eyes find an awake strange, "holy heck! you're awake!" you exclaim and rush over to him.

"uhh hi, but what is going on, where am i, and is that the kid-"

"guys, you will not believe this, but i just almost died and i have a dead stephen strange emo tried to kill me!" america pants, as she holds up the dead stephen.

your eyes widen in fear.

"what happened?-...... well that's not something you see everyday!" agatha says, an awkward chuckle following.

[andypantsx3]

LAY LOW (TAKE IT SLOW) | 5 | HAWKS x READER

pairing: Takami Keigo (Hawks) / Reader

length: 3,600 words of ~20,000 words / 5th of 7 chapters

summary: What even was the right google search for this situation? How do I sew someone back together without passing out? How do I not barf on the pro hero I’m stitching up?

(Or, Hawks’ game of double agent lands him in the shaky hands of one (1) very unequipped English major.)

tags: romance, hurt/comfort, canon divergence, give Hawks a fuckin break pls

warnings: canon typical violence, blood, medical stuff, eventual smut, manga spoilers

It was like a dam had broken.

After the night where he’d given you his name, Hawks—no, Keigo—seemed to become wildly more comfortable with you. It was something in the way he held himself, the set of his shoulders more relaxed, his smile slower and more languid when he grinned at you. He watched you pensively, and often, making no attempt to hide that that was what he was doing, like there was really nothing about his behavior he needed to hide from you.

It should have been nice to have a new sense of trust between you—and it was, somewhat. But for your part, you mostly suffered under this new development.

Keigo was rapidly regaining his strength, and his ease around you meant he wasn’t shy about showing it. Every afternoon when you got back from class, he was right there, in all his glory, putting himself through his paces on your floor. Sometimes it was deep, slow stretches, which were themselves enough to quicken your heartbeat. All the deadly strength in that body was on clear display, every single inch of him, and it was all you could do to scramble into your room, yelping something about homework.

But other times it was even worse, things like push ups, where every cord of muscle in his arms stood out starkly visible to you, or sit ups, where your eyes would snag on that flat strip of golden skin where his shirt rode up. You were developing bruises from all the times you’d accidentally walked into a side table or the corner of your counter, and it was becoming an actual safety hazard.

Keigo was also regaining proficiency with his quirk, and that resulted in its own type of problem: you started finding feathers fucking everywhere.

They sat stuffed in between cushions in the couch, fanned out across your window sill, layering in the sheafs of your homework and in the pockets of your clothes. Keigo slowly began to pull his wings back together, and you helped him cut slits in the back of his shirts to accommodate them, admiring the way their ruby red color stood out against his skin, the way they fanned out from his back like a cape. Their reassembly meant they went everywhere with him, so you started to find feathers all over the bathroom, too. Worst of all was when he started dropping tiny little feathers in the shower, downy and fine and nearly impossible to clean out of the drain.

You couldn’t help but wonder if they were in there because he washed them, and how hard it was to get them all clean. You made a note to research bird feathers to figure out if he needed anything special for them, though he had yet to ask you for anything.

Keigo’s scar also continued to heal, becoming just slightly lighter and pinker over time, the stitches dissolving into his skin. You were thankful you didn’t have to go back in and help him remove them, as you didn’t think you could watch the thread pull through his skin again without copious amounts of alcohol. Not to mention the looming threat his bare abs posed—you didn’t think you could handle seeing those either without straight up passing out.

Your trips to the pharmacy, too, grew less and less frequent, and you were relieved to be seeing less of the nosy cashier girl, who still evaluated your purchases with a level of suspicion that was discomfiting.

Over the days, you and Keigo grew even closer. Your conversations grew beyond your classes and your readings, though you still talked plenty about those, and you cooked together every night. Keigo was slowly growing more capable in the kitchen, and he seemed to enjoy the simplicity of the activity. You’d also taken to watching your online lectures together while you cooked, or after you’d finished eating.

The first time it happened, you’d been setting up your laptop at the counter, a pan of seasoned veggies already awaiting a preheating oven. You’d directed Keigo to get pork going in the slow cooker earlier in the day, and the scent of the accompanying onions and apples was making your mouth water.

“Come watch it over here, sweetheart,” Keigo had said from over your shoulder.

You turned to glance at him, finding him folded up on one side of the couch, patting the spot next to him.

Your eyebrows went up. “Uh, I’m not sure it’ll be your thing,” you said. “It’s on gender and sexuality in Victorian literature.”

Keigo looked unbothered, smoothing over the cushions with one long-fingered hand. “It’s all interesting to me, chickadee. I’ve never had classes.”

His tone was light and airy, but something about the comment made your heart twitch. You gathered up your laptop without another word, plopping down next to him on the couch. You set up on the coffee table, pulling your notebook into your lap.

Keigo grinned, resettling himself next to you. A wing draped casually over the back of the couch, and a corded arm found its way behind you. You froze, limbs held tight to your body, hardly daring to breathe lest you accidentally touch him.

Well, he certainly was making himself comfortable.

You tried to put him out of your mind as you started the lecture, but it soon proved to be an impossible feat.

He didn’t mean to be, but Keigo was extremely obtrusive. Every single nerve in your body was alert to him, a fluttery awareness of the heat and easy strength of his body next to you. The scent of him was everywhere, too, almost soaked into your couch by the weeks he’d spent on it. He smelled like your shampoo, clean and fresh, and something else underneath it—something distinctly Keigo, vaguely outdoorsy, like cold, clear air.

Any attempt at note-taking was lost on you, as you were hardly registering your lecture. Instead, you spent the entire lecture run peering at Keigo out of the corner of your eye, watching the way those golden eyes fixated on your screen, the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed, steady and easy, and so very, unbelievably real. Your skin prickled with your awareness of him as a person, as a man, so strangely removed from the image of the dashing hero that you’d known him as for years.

Your trance was broken by a wing settling over you, startling you into a little eep noise.

Keigo chuckled. “You looked a little cold, sweetheart,” he said, as his wing pulled in tighter. Feathers brushed over your skin, soft and strangely ticklish, shepherding you closer to him.

“I’m—um, I’m fine—” you managed, your body locking up. Keigo’s wing settled fully around your shoulder, heavy and warm. “Really, I’m good. You, um, don’t need to bother with me—”

“You had goosebumps,” Keigo pointed out, and a hot flush rose to the planes of your face.

It was so embarrassing that he’d noticed, but it would be even more embarrassing if he knew it wasn’t because you had been cold. He wouldn’t allow you within six miles of him if he truly understood the kind of awareness you had of him.

It was even more messed up because only weeks ago, he’d been all but dying on your couch. He’d been unable to stay awake longer than an hour or two for days, and he was still healing from the gnarliest injury you had ever seen in real life. He’d been seriously hurt, and here you were tripping over yourself at the slightest hint of a smile from him, like some lovelorn little fool.

You imagined nearly everyone must be helpless to his charm, but it didn’t make it okay for you to take advantage of him.

“Really, I’m okay—” you insisted, attempting to extricate yourself from him. Keigo’s wing only curled in tighter, until you were fully pressed up against him.

You stopped breathing.

“I don’t mind, sweetheart,” he said simply, like you weren’t pressed up against the entirety of his right side.

Your brain felt like it was too full of sludge for you to form a coherent reply, so you affected a shaky little nod instead, pulling your limbs so tight against you that you thought they might fuse back into your torso.

The rest of the lecture dragged on, torturously long. Every breath brought Keigo’s chest in closer contact with your arm, and he was so horribly, comfortably warm. It took everything in you not to cuddle into him, and you were up and on your feet the second your screen went blank.

“Well that was—thanks—” you garbled out, seizing your laptop and all but vaulting into your room. It was only hours later that you remembered you’d been in the middle of making dinner, and you slunk back out to the kitchen shame-faced to finish up.

After that, Keigo insisted on watching all your lectures together. You came better equipped each time, arming yourself with blankets so he couldn’t accuse you of being cold again, stacking pillows between you under the pretext of resting your arm, and wedging yourself into the far arm of the couch at so much as the flick of a feather from him.

When you were a reasonable distance from him, it was a nice thing to do together. Your brain worked alright so long as he stayed several feet away and didn’t smile too winningly at you. The two of you talked easily about the lectures’ contents, Keigo’s comments as quick and insightful as ever.

You discovered he was incredibly smart, and an amazingly adaptive thinker. You wondered again what his career might have been if he hadn’t been inclined towards heroism—he really could have done anything. He was so sharp, so charismatic, and concerningly intuitive.

Jealous as you were, this knowledge also settled you, and you felt weirdly secure with Keigo. Society had been a mess since All Might’s retirement, and there was a lot of public doubt about the capabilities of other heroes to step in and fill his shoes. But Keigo didn’t fill his shoes—he wasn’t anything like the type of hero All Might had been. He was something else entirely, so much more than his image made him seem. You felt sure that the entire country was safe in his hands—even if they didn’t know it yet.

The downside was that the more time you spent in each other’s company, the more you got to know him. The more you got to know him, the larger your stupid crush on him grew. He was so clever, and so thoughtful, and so damnably easy to trust. You loved spending time with him just watching your lectures, chatting about nothing, and cooking dinner together.

You liked all the little details about him, too, the things that made him more human than hero. You liked the way he ate through your shrimp chips with all the expediency of a one-man army, the way his feathers went all fluffed up when he was chilly, the absolutely disgusting way he took his coffee—with so much sugar it should have eaten a hole in his esophagus—even the annoying little feathers that stuffed up your pockets and stopped up your shower drain.

You were thinking about him all the time, in myriad tiny ways, though you resolved never to tell him a thing. You were sure he had enough to think about without you stuffing yourself into the equation.

It all culminated one weekend afternoon, however, when a little slip on your part changed everything.

You were working through a paper at your counter, a coffee mug growing cold next to you, when Keigo came out of the bathroom with an unreadable look on his face. His hair was damp, and his skin pink from the shower, and his clothing was rumpled like he’d thrown it on in a hurry.

“Sweetheart,” he said.

Your eyes flicked up to his, concerned. Those golden eyes searched over your face, as if seeing you anew.

“Are you okay?” you asked, getting up.

Keigo watched you for a long time before answering. “Is that dish soap in the shower on purpose?”

Your face instantly went hot.

A few nights ago, you’d been absently scrolling through google, ever-curious about the question of whether Keigo needed to clean his feathers and how he did so. You’d gone down a reddit rabbit hole of poultry and waterfowl enthusiasts who insisted a mild dish soap was best for cleaning their pet’s feathers, and you’d wondered if the same thing would work for Keigo.

The thought had resurfaced when you’d been in the pharmacy restocking on Keigo’s shrimp chips, and you’d added a small bottle of gentle dish soap to your purchase. Your least favorite cashier had eyed the dish soap with even more overt suspicion than any of the bandages and disinfectants. You wondered what nefarious deeds she could have possibly thought you were up to with chips and some dish soap, and considered again whether you should move your business to the other pharmacy a couple blocks further.

Then you’d come home and stashed the dish soap away in the shower, just in case Keigo did actually want it. You figured if it went unused, you could always move it into the kitchen when it was time for a soap refill.

But then Keigo had come charging out of the bathroom, and now he was looking at you with an expression you couldn’t make heads or tails of.

“Oh, um, I—yes,” you said, wondering now if you’d maybe offended him. “I had just read about—um, feathers and dish soap—I didn’t know if—I mean, obviously you don’t have to use it, I didn’t even know how you dealt with your wings, you know…”

You trailed off as he stepped closer. You could feel the damp heat of the shower on him, the scent of your shampoo clinging to him. It was too much and it set your head spinning. You took a stumbling step back, your spine pressing to your counter.

“I’m thinking maybe now I offended you,” you said, watching his handsome face as he came closer. “I really didn’t mean—um, I’m sorry if I did—”

A hand gripped the counter beside your hip, and Keigo leaned in. Your brain went a little empty.

“You bought dish soap for my feathers,” he said.

He didn’t sound angry, but there was a note of something unusual in his voice, and his eyes were bright, so inhumanly focused on you. Obviously something had bothered him.

Probably it was offensive for you to have thought his wings needed the same care as a duck or a chicken. Really you should have just asked him...

“I’m sorry,” you said automatically.

A little wrinkle sat between Keigo’s eyebrows. “For...thinking of me?”

Yes. Definitely yes to that, you really didn’t mean for your head to be so constantly full of him. Thinking of it from his perspective, it was probably super weird that you’d had so many questions about his wings in the first place, and you’d gone and researched it and then even went out and did something about it without his say-so.

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” you said. “I just wanted you to have it if you wanted it. Which you didn’t, obviously—I’m so—mmph…”

Keigo cut you off with a hard kiss.

The rest of your apology was swallowed up by his mouth on yours, hot and soft and so deliciously good. You let out a little sigh, somewhere between surprised and pleased, and you could feel Keigo’s mouth curve into a grin against your own. He pressed you back against the counter, his hands coming up to cup your face.

“I think you’re too good to be real, sweetheart,” Keigo said, when he finally let you go. He pressed his forehead to yours.

You felt caught in that golden stare, mind sluggish as you tried to piece together what he was saying.

“I—what?” you asked, stupidly.

Keigo’s eyes slowly roved over your face, sweeping down your nose and fixating on your mouth.

“It’s hard to believe you’re not a trick,” he said.

You felt your brow wrinkle, staring at him for some kind of explanation. But Keigo just watched you back, eyes moving slowly over you, like he was content to just stay like this forever.

“What trick?” you asked. Was there something strange in the way you had acted?

Actually scratch that, you’d done nothing but weird shit since you’d found him. From trashbagging every single one of his feathers to routinely walking into side tables, your behavior had probably been nothing but suspect from the start. The dish soap was likely just another log on the flames of his suspicion.

“You, everything about you,” he said. This seemed to prompt him and he leaned forward again, pressing another kiss to your mouth. “It’s like you were designed to be everything...everything I never…” he stopped, just staring at you again.

Everything he never what? Everything he never wanted? Everything he never liked?

Even though your brain was not exactly up to full operating capacity at the moment, you were certain he had kissed you, and not the other way around. But was he now rejecting you?

“Everything I never thought I’d have,” Keigo finally finished. He crooked his index finger under your chin, angling your face up to his, and then he was kissing you again.

Your thoughts swam, and not just because his mouth turned your brain into liquid. Although he really, really was doing his best there, and very much succeeding.

But his admission was...mind-boggling. He seemed to imply first that he wanted something with you, something bordering on serious by the sound of it, and second, that for some reason, Hawks, Japan’s number two hero, arguably the most eligible man in the entire country, had been convinced he could never have whatever it was he was interested in here.

Which raised its own set of very unusual questions.

“I’m reading this right, aren’t I, sweetheart?” he asked when you broke apart again. “You have to tell me if I’m not.”

Oh, he was barely even skimming the dedication page of a thousand-page manifesto, as far as your feelings for him were concerned. But you nodded, shivering when he gave you one of his disarming grins, slow and lazy and masculine.

“I, um, yes,” you said. “I don’t know what you—um, what your feelings are. But I...like...you.”

Behind him, Keigo’s wings flapped aimlessly, and when you looked back at him, the tips of his ears were ever-so-slightly pink.

“I like you, too, sweetheart. A lot more than I planned for,” he said.

“You’re not angry?” you asked. “About the dish soap? I didn’t mean to, um, overstep, or like—”

Keigo kissed you again while you were talking, effectively shutting you up.

“You save my life, you take me home, you take such good care of me, you get me special things, and you’re worried I’m angry?” he asked.

Your face went hot. You had saved his life a little, you guessed, but you didn’t really know about taking great care of him or getting him special things. You mostly just kept him in soup and shrimp chips, at least as far as your student budget allowed. It was hardly the treatment someone like Keigo deserved.

“You’re something else, you know that, sweetheart?” Keigo asked, sounding fond, and you realized you’d accidentally said some of that aloud.

He pressed another feather-light kiss to your mouth, and then pulled away, looking regretful.

“I like you, sweetheart. A lot more than I should. And now wouldn’t be the right time for me to ask anything of you,” he said. He sighed, raking a hand through that fluffy blonde hair. Some of it was still damp, and it stuck up in little tousled tufts. “But when I get things figured out, I think I’d like something with you, if you wanted.”

His eyes found yours again, steady and sure. “You don’t have to give me an answer right now, not for a while. But I want you to think about it, sweetheart.”

You swallowed, nodding. You didn’t know exactly what it was that needed figuring out, but something told you he wasn’t talking about his feelings. There was something darker in his tone, and you wondered if the thing that needed figuring out was also the thing that had put him on your couch, bleeding out, in the first place.

There was a lot he wasn’t telling you, a lot you still had to learn about Keigo and what exactly he was doing here. But the way he was looking at you, still pink from the shower and his mouth beginning to look a little flushed from your kisses, was more than you were able to resist. These past weeks had been a crash course in Keigo, and though you didn’t know everything, you thought you knew enough.

You knew the way his feathers stuffed up your drain and the way he looked stretched out on your floor. You knew the way he snuck little bites of things while he was cooking and the way his face cleared when he was sleeping. You knew the way he thought carefully about every single thing he did, and the way he grinned when he was wrapped up in your ugly floral throw blanket. You knew enough to be so utterly, hopelessly charmed by him, that there was no way you could resist him.

So when he looked at you like that, there was nothing to do but nod and say, “Yes, I will most definitely think about it.”

Keigo’s ears went even pinker, and he stepped closer to you again, his smile soft.

And then he was kissing you again, and there was really no more thinking to be done.

[myyoungroyalsblog]

My liveblog as I read Red, White and Royal Blue

Oh boy all I'm gonna say is that it's looong

SPOILERS!!! (For Young Royals too)

Chapter 1

Siblings checking the tabloids love it lol

I love Nora

Ohhh enemies to lovers did not know that👀

Yeah the cakes price is depressing

Them falling on the cake... Amazing✨

Chapter 2

Wow Ellen chill (she ain't like Linda)

Ngl that whole CIA thing was funny

"You're a dumbass, love you" hilarious

Oh so it's enemies, pretend friendship and then lovers!?

Cornetto scene my beloved

"I didn't know you wore glasses" bitch neither did I!?

That whole scene where they are shoved into a supply closet 👀

"No booty calls" IM SCREAMING

Chapter 3

Their texting is adorable

Chapter 4

Why the FUCK does Alex want turkeys in his room

Fucking knew Henry was taking the piss afajsvhsjd

MR WOBBLES

That phone call... Yes... Just YES

"I BEG YOU TO NOT" afgaksbdkd I laughed so hard

Mansplain lol

I've lost count to how many times Henry says Christ... I like it

Also love June

The tie... He listened🥺 it ain't bland no more

Oh god... The dancing... The prince who only knows how to ball dance and the latino who knows how to move their hips👀 top tier shit

They... They kissed........ THEY FUCKING KISSED YAS GO HENRY FOR GRABBING ALEXS FACE AHSKSHSLSB

Loved the kissing scene, and that oh shit moment from Alex

Chapter 5

Of course he can't stop thinking about the kiss

Wait he's straight!? Since when!?

He made out with Liam!? And more!? Are you fucking kidding me!? Yes that means you're straight Alex lmao

Nora isn't straight!?

That oh moment... Yes

Poor baby can't stop thinking about him🥺

Fuckin knew the moment June gave Alex the magazine and said that Henry was in it that there would be gossip of him with a girl🤦

Wow really liked how Alex thought about Henrys position and his struggles as a gay royal👌 very mature

lol you go Liam

Chapter 6

"Alex wants to rip it off"

My god the pinning

Ahahaa an actress from doctor who lmao

Jfc Alex yes you need to go to horny jail you just shoved him against a fucking wall

I am loving flustered Henry

Ohh and demanding Alex... Yes pls

Oh😳

Their banter is just *chefs kiss*

"Your highness" yyyaaaassssss

I needed to stop a few times to breathe cause hot damn (also this is how i kinda thought Wilmons first time would be like too? Wtf?)

Oh god I'm already dreading the aftermath convertation

Okay wait is Alex suggesting friends with benefits?? But he obviously has a crush on Henry but doesn't want to persue it that way? But Henry really likes Alex right!? RIGHT!?

I just love how confident Alex is and Henry is shy

Oh god he's in love isn't he? Fuck

Alex you little shit I love you

Is Amy like Malin? Lmao

Did... Did Henry just do the no homo tap!? For the press but still afakshdhdk

Whips!? Pls don't let it be that kind of book

Thank fucking god

This dynamic... It's gonna be the death of me they are so fucking adorable

He was turned on by the getup afskdbsbjs ALEX KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS

Oh no the emails, are these the ones that get leaked? (I already knew about this spoiler)

Love the way they address each other and sign of the emails lmao

PLEASE THEIR INTERACTIONS ARE THE BEST I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 😭

Chapter 7

Henry's the little spoon🥺

Also love Zahra now lol

"It's only physical" yeah right keep telling yourself that Alex (it's obvious that Henry likes him for more than that too)

He has a hickey! Hehe

Holy shit Henry has a long ass name (love the name James)

Gay kings!? Goerge and Edward!? Excuse me while I investigate which Edward it was and if it was my great great... Grandad lol

FUCKING YES IT WAS KING EDWARD II

I come from a gay king holy shit😳

Henry Wales sounds kinda nice

I know tricky dicky was Nixon from Doctor Who lmao

Bonding🥺

HE CALLED HIM BABY AFAKSHJ SOFT™

Poor Bea

Hell of a way to come out to your sister Henry holy shit (my heart breaks for them)

"Wanker" afajshshs PLEASE

Wow his grans a bitch

I want to give Henry a hug🫂

"I miss you / I miss you too" catch me crying at the club😭

Love the nickname Alex has for June, Bug🥺 and yeah June has the right to be pissed

HOLY SHIT JUNE KNOWS

Whenever they mention a scene where Alex rubs his fingers over Henrys face in the magazine all I think about is this👇

My god I love the sibling bond between Alex and June (it reminds me of Simon and Sara)

Wait so Amy is trans and has a wife right?

Yep love Pez too lol

So Henry's been pinning after Alex for a long time huh?😏

It's so cool that they're using the money for HIV clinics and LGBT youth shelters🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

What the hell are Oscar and Luna talking about? Ngl there was a 50-50 chance in my head that they walked out to talk about something like this, or to make out lol

Henry's "oh dear" was too endearing omg

Oh god pls be more classy than hooking up in the loo of a club🤦

Well, never mind then lol

Can we have a scene where Wille plays air guitar pls

Bea and Nora...👀 is that a thing?

"Tosser" lmao you go Bea

Their banter... I love it🥺 my god this is like fanfiction i love it so much

Oh shit their doing that okay😳

He called him love I CANT-

WAIT PEZ JUNE AND NORA!?👀

Hell yeah Cash lmao

Also Alex has friends yay :D

Chapter 8

Oh so James I is the other gay king

Oh my god Henry🥺 that email was so sweet... are you drunk? lol

I love how Alex calls him sweetheart too he's such a little shit

"Yours in sexual frustration" where's the lie?

Holy shit Philip what is up your ass? (He ain't no Erik)

Omg is Henry going to play the piano for Alex!?

Oh god they're in love FUCK🥺 are they going to say it?

Fuck... Luna what did you do...

He abandoned ship before it sunk the bastard

June calling Alex tiny itty bitty baby LOVE IT

Yayy Henry go cheer Alex up lol

"You are good" my soft boys🥺

Get in the closet lmao (story of my life)

HE STUMBLED OUT AFSKDBDHJD ICONIC

"God fucking dammit" I feel you Zahra but they're in love💕✨

Chapter 9

Thank god Ellen accepted him (maybe she is like Lind afterall?)

My god the power point presentation... Again

"Does he feel like forever?" Love that line (and I think he does)

Oh no he's off the campaign :(

Planned Parenthood hell yes

"History, huh? Bet we could make some" CAN I HAVE THIS TATTOOED ON MY FOREHEAD PLEASE!?!?

"Affectionately yours"... My heart🥺

Oh god Henry's offering him an out so that Alex can continue to do what he loves :( my god these two are too much

They really send each other love letters huh? (Emails but whatever afsjdhkldk)

Henry could easily be a writer follow your dreams babe (*˘︶˘*).｡*♡

Wish I could roadtrip and drive for hours too

"Do you feel forever about him?" Anghhh soft

"Hi, love" uh yeah they are forever SO PRECIOUS

His dad accepts him🥺

"Alex was so in love he could die" I... I need a moment

Alex making breakfast... Henry strolling in and kissing him on the cheek... Henry calling him love AGAIN... So domestic I CANT-

Lake scene my beloved

Henry saying he's the spare... *having flashbacks of Wilhelm saying the exact same thing holy shit*

Umm excuse me but WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!? HENRY GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE

Chapter 10

Alex let me give you a hug😭🫂

Oh my god he's going to England

I love Alexes temper and how he curses like a sailor lmao

"YOUR ROYAL FUCKING HIGHNESS" AFAKSVSHJDJD OMFG Alex I love you

Oh god this is gonna get angsty... Bring it on

He said it... He fucking said it... I was hoping for the I love you confession during a fight asksvdhdjd my god this is so good

Henry loves him... He's in love with him too... I'm fucking dead

He can't abdicate? Hasn't he thought if that?

Angsty and sad fuck okay then😳

Not surprised that Alex drinks coffee and Henry tea lol

We👏support👏healthy👏communication👏

YESSS THEY'RE GONNA TRYY😭

Aww Mel and Sue yesss (I absoloutly adore Mel Giedroyc and Sue Perkins is such a gay icon)

"Since the Olympics!?" Bitch what!?

Hehe loved this

Running away at 2am how scandolous

Good god their interactions are just the sweetest🥰

Slow dancing... They're slow dancing and kissing... My little queer heart can't take this afakdgdhdh this is too adorable

Thank god I know spanish... Menos mal

Two homes side by side they are each others home I CANT FUCKING DEAL WITH THIS😭

Chapter 11

"Thoughts and prayers" ICONIC

So many Wilmon parallels holy shit

I just know Philip is going to be a fucking bastard (aka homophobe) when Henry tells him

Fuckin knew it

Again with the Jaffa Cakes lmao (I have a love hate relationship with those monstrosities) are those Henrys comfort food?

Yep Henry is a wonderful writer pls follow your dreams UGHHH fuck the monarchy (right Alex ;))

He made a list of things he loves about Henry what the actual fuck this is amazing

Chapter 12

Fucking press man yeah who the fuck goes over security footage??? Someone seems desperate

Poor Henry is suffering so much over this😔

"Because you're it, okay?" WHERE ARE MY GODDAMN TISSUES I NEED A MINUTE

Ohh I'm liking this interaction with Luna

I thought about this the first time they emailed each other but... Why does Henry use his Kensington email which I assume is like an official Royal email? And Alex is using one that says eclair? lmao

FUKCFUCKFUCKSHITFUCK THEY HAVE PHOTOS!?!?

FUCKFUCK IT'S THE EMAILS oh boy it's happened

I worried about the windshield... I fucking worried about it FUCK

You dumbfucks (affectionate) how could you not think about that!?

Also who's the fucking pervert taking the pictures!? And leaking the emails what the fuck!?

Fukcetyfuck the love letters were only for them to see ffuuuuuucucckkkkkk *scream into a pillow*

I really really hope Henry's okay I mean I know he isn't but idk the queen scares me, and Philip, hope Bea is with him :(

Chapter 13

I'm scared to continue someone hold me🥺🫂

"Are you okay?" Thank fucking god, Ellen you ain't so bad

Alex feels forever about Henry I WILL NEVER SHUT UP ABOUT THIS (and the fact that Henry feels the same way🥺)

Mother first, president second AS IT SHOULD BE (Kristina take fucking notes)

Yep I like Ellen

Fucking hell, their entire relationship and privacy for the world to see (like the sex tape holy shit) these four boys all have ptsd I swear

They're going to London, baby!!!! (yes that is a Joey Tribbiani reference lmao)

"Listen up, you fuck" my god I'm loving all the swearing in this book it's absolute gold

THEY'RE TALKING AHAHAAAAAAAA

"Sweetheart" "Hi, love" NO ONE TOUCH ME

They want to tell the truth... I love them so much can I give them a hug?😭🫂

WAIT SHAAN IS ZAHRAS FIANCE!?!? I DID NOT SEE THAT COMING OMFG that is too cute (had to reread the phone call from earlier becuase now it's so much funnier afaksvshshs)

Bea my beloved💕

Alex and Beas convertation was amazing

Yep Philip ain't no Erik (switch places with him lol)

Henry is braver than you ever were Philip🖕

Yeah what Alex said afajsvdhkdldh

The abdicate™ bomb, yas queen👑💅

Fucking love how Henry is a "fuck the monarchy" type of person too, just like Alex (my god they are distant cousins to Wilhelm and Simon I SWEAR)

Go Catherine!!! (Also love how when Henry calls her mum and Alex calls Ellen mom they're spelt in the way of their country lol)

I fucking hope it ends well, otherwise I will Riot

The support of the people is just amazing🥺🏳️‍🌈

"Tories and Brexit fools" lmao

Yyeeesss Catherinee go off!!!!

Bea 👆

They love each other so much😭

Chapter 14

"History, huh?" Yeah I want that T-shirt NOW

Oh god is Nora okay? What?

I have an inclining that Nora has been looking for the son of a bitch who leaked everything

Knew it lmao (it just made me think of Felice when she was looking for the bitch who leaked the tape)

Fucking Richards, just like their names they are dicks wtf fucking perverts LEAVE THOSE TWO IN GODDAMN PEACE

I bet it was Luna who sent Nora everything come on

Hehe YES

Oh fuck is that why Luna left? Because he knew they were doing that? I'm just trying to think about the convertation that Alex overheard with him and Oscar cause they did it for a reason right? Idk lol

Confirmed, Amy is trans and has a wife fuck yeah

Also Cash is pan!? Hello!?

Luna needs to be protected, what happened to him is fucking horrendous

"innit?" So British love it

They are so in love it's disgusting

Chapter 15

Henry's official portrait is with Alex I CANT-😭

"Bea's charity fund supporting addiction recovery programs and Henry's LGBT rights foundation"... *Cries*

Oh god Philip, he better be there to support them and not be a shitty sibling

Well, at least he's trying?

"The Super Six" Love them all

"Se repetira la historia?" Alex por favor habla mas español😩 hablale a Henry en español jeje

The tie... AGAIN AHAAAAHHHH can yall stop being adorable for five goddamn minutes!?

Hope they win🤞

The moment I read that Alex collides with someone I just fucking knew it was Liam

Fuck... they need to win Texas

"Four more years!" FUCK YES THEY WON!!!

Henry bought a brownstone in Brooklyn awww they're gonna be so domestic I love it

They're riding on bikes that is so wholesome

"We won" yes you fucking did

The End

MY THOUGHTS (just a ps but english isn't my first language)

Love it

Absoloutly goddamn fucking loved it

All the characters are just so amazing and Henry and Alex... so much love for them💜 Anyone know where I can find love like that? 🥺👉👈

Ngl a bit too horny for me lol but it wasn't as explicit as the usual fanfiction that I find so it didn't trigger my sex repulsiveness yay :D

Also the part where they said they wanted to tell the truth I could not stop thinking about Wille and Kristinas convertation in the car: "Is it worth it?" Aka, Is he worth it? Does he feel like forever? FFUUUUCCCKKK Young Royals season 2 where you at?

So many times I thought about Wilmon holy shit (but in a good way)

Overall 11/10 fuckin loved it, so so good would recommend!

Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it lol 💜

Now if you'll excuse me I'm off to read Firstprince fanfiction on ao3 byeeee

Ps you bet your ass I pictured almost every character with the cast of Young Royals lmao

[saintobio]

BORA BORA 👀👀 ch 8 is gonna b devastating, I can feel it. The audacity of gojo to invite BOTH y/n and sera like? I feel so bad for y/n bc she thinks it’ll be like iceland again 💔 will she ever vocalize to gojo what she felt at iceland? I think it would hurt him a lot (which is great) to hear how traumatizing/miserable/painful iceland & her 1st time was. its good to see her slowly stand up for herself & gojo panicking when she acts distant, almost as if you lOve her. Gojo pls SUFFER

Anonymous said

man if i were yn i’d ditch the bora bora trip and let hoejo go with sera alone i’d rather stay with my dignity than leave without it 😭✋ i’d tell gojo fuck u and ur reputation LMFAOOO anywayz i loved this chapter u never fail to deliver and i hope u rest well 😚✨

Anonymous said

SO UHH... THEY'RE GOING TO BORA BORA WITH SERA? AND YN WILL COME ALONG? 😀 i smell, terrible terrible things are gonna happen shhshshdd I MUST PREPARE FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER I BET ITS GONNA BE SUPER ANGST

Anonymous said

Amazing chapter as usual. Thank you so much for always going all out to write for us and providing us amazing stories 😤😤

Please I'm scared for chapter 8 that y/n would be stuck between Gojou and Sera on that Bora Bora trip 😢 I just hope that Gojou would wake tf up during this time and kick Sera to the ocean and have a fun trip with y/n.

I hope you are resting and stay hydrated because it's summer. Also please don't be stressed about posting and replying. You should do things as your liking 😊😊 We will always support you and your works 🥺🥺

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Anonymous said

im so excited to read chapter 8 BRING IN THE HEAVIEST OF THE HEAVY ANGST PLEASE 😩🖐️ (ik the masochism is showing, and i can't help it but vibe with angst)

also thank you for this chapter i love the range of emotions i felt all throughout. truly an experience for me, you're such an amazing writer. keep it up!!!

Anonymous said

naur i really hope gojo wouldn't bring sera to the vacation bcs what the fuck is wrong with him.

Anonymous said

Wait, so I remember you saying chapter 8 will be the start of heavy angst and bora bora chapter to be the most angst, so would chapter 8 be the bora bora chapter?

I love love love the update. It’s just the right amount of fluff, angst and smut. Truly the calm before the storm.

I almost threw my phone when I read the part where gojo still has explicit photos of him and Sera on his phone. The audacity!!!!

Also, I get why Gojo is tracking Sera’s ovulation cycle but can’t he just ask her to take birth control pills to avoid pregnancy scares and he’s mad rich, just buy a plan b. Would this ‘gojo tracking sera’s cycle’ be their argument for the next chapter or gojo finding out about the mc taking birth control? You don’t have to answer if it’s spoiler tho.

Lol, I was reading chapter 7 with my boyfriend, and he jumps every time I open my mouth to complain about gojo. Like he just sits there “👁👄👁”

1) yes she’ll talk abt iceland sometime soon 2) chapter 8 is the start of the “reversal of the roles” bc the arc will change from hereafter 3) thanks so much for reading u guys 🥺🥺 i swear every single one of u give me motivation to keep writing

[majesticnerdyvee]

What I like a lot while plotting potterlock is the concepts that I can develop further than what had happened in the original plots (duh, the beauty of fanfic)

For example, for my johnlock timeline (1980s) I was inspired by the Marauders dynamic, but of course I spiced it up a notch because I can. There were 4 Marauders, but for the johnlock crew in my fic there is going to be 7 people involved. Let’s list them:

John Watson (Gryffindor)

Sherlock Holmes (Ravenclaw)

Greg Lestrade (Hufflepuff)

Jim Moriarty (Gryffindor - there is a reason for this that is yet to be shown)

Carl Powers (Gryffindor)

Molly Hooper (Ravenclaw)

Mary Morstan (Slytherin)

Now while there is an obvious imbalance between the members of the Houses, the crew dynamics will be important. Mary is not very popular because of the bbc Sherlock canon (which I allign with too, and I like evil Mary plots, but I challenged myself to write her differently here, which means that she will not interfere with John and Sherlock as a potential romantic interest just because she is a girl). I made her a Slytherin because, well, she is. And I love her to death in this fic. More on that later.

Next, Carl Powers and Jim Moriarty. Jim’s Gryffindor arc will remain unveiled for now, but I really wanted to include Carl Powers beside being dead. And I like to have them established as close friends before joining J&S&G. They both have things to offer to the Detective Trio, and will contribute to their developments too (especially Sherlock’s, because we know how he is regarding ‘friends’). 

Molly Hooper is a sweetheart. She also is not going to pose as this infatuated fragile girl to the boys. While she is lovely and definitely interested in dating, it’s not with the main trio because?? Girl knows her worth. She befriends Sherlock in Year 1, but that is an added detail to that chapter which I will keep secret until it is updated. (which I dunno when it is pls dont kill meh) She a great friend, supportive, and all around smarter than Sherlock in certain situations. These two Ravenclaws will have a great friendship. Once Sherlock stops being so aloof he’ll take her as his little sister most likely.

Greg Lestrade. My man. We could argue he could be a Gryffindor but nah fam. My boy here is a pure Hufflepuff who puts up with the fiery egos of his two best friends with ease. There is a lot of clashing in this group at first. You have three Gryffindors who are not afraid to butt heads (respectfully if needed), a smartass Ravenclaw that has no filter, a second Ravenclaw that likes to watch the chaos as long as nobody gets hurt... Someone needs to keep them in line. And that someone is Greg. Does it tire him? Yes. Does he care? Eh, he got used to it. He and Mary will get along well. The biggest theme in my fic is to destigmatize that awful Slytherin-Gryffindor rivalry. Mary is chill. Slytherpuff duo of Common Sense. Are they wary of each other at first? Yeah, but the point is that they ignore the surface-level House bullshit and grow over first impressions. 

John and Sherlock, dudes. You know the drill. They’re the core members, but they are in for a whooping. They cannot be in a bubble, even if they’re the other pair of the protagonists. They both have to cooperate with others to grow as people. And what better way to do it than to put them into a crew that fucks shit up? I’d like to develop this thought but that would contain spoilers, and I have to remind myself that I havenpt update in... an abominable amount of time. So I’m making up with this post lol. 

Now, the name of the crew. - I don’t know

The main trio that is John, Sherlock, and Greg I have already titled the Detective Trio. But the whole crew of 7... Lucky Seven? Oh, that actually isn’t bad and will correlate with the later plot development in the 1997 timeline... I’m a genius

I think Lucky Seven can be the shield name for now anyway, hah

Thank you for coming to my TED talk

oh yeah and one the aforementioned peeps will become a werewolf haha

(Part 2 of this post where Bee asked about their Animagi powers)

[sirsirgirl]

hiiii!!!! I can see that you're a Tasir fan (and I also really like him), but can you pls tell us something about Sonnaught? I feel like we don’t get enough spoilers about him!!! Thanks!!!

Hiiii!!! Wow, tough question. I’ve tried to refrain from commenting on Sonnaught, I know he’s one of the most popular MCs, especially for webtoon-only readers and those who are not up to date with the novel (btw we're on chapter 613 right now). I have to admit I was sure he was the ML early on in the webtoon. Surprisingly, however, he’s not been so relevant in the story up until now. That’s probably the reason why you haven’t seen enough content about him, but ofc there's some (this will contain spoilers):

1. Sonnaught is Lord's knight in this life. And Latil is the present Lord. Remember when he said he wanted to stay by Her Majesty's side? Well, that wasn’t a coincidence. You have to know that for each Lord there has to be a Knight; a knight is a person vampire who's born to protect Lord and remains by his/her side. Carlein was Domis' knight. Girgol was Arital's knight. And, in this life, Sonnaught is Latil's knight.

2. Sonnaught wasn’t born a vampire. He grew up as a normal human being, but progressively turned into one. This is why Latil never imagined that he was a vampire; she even remembered his warmth. She also says his skin isn’t as cold as Carlein and Girgol's; probably because they’re older than him.

3. Sonnaught wants Latil to be awaken, but he doesn’t want her to suffer. There are two main reasons why he wishes Latil to be awaken. First, the stronger Latil gets, the stronger he gets. Because the Knight's mission is to protect Lord, when the Lord awakens, the knight's power also does. So, part of the reason why he’s expecting her awakening is that he wants to be stronger and, thus, be more helpful to her. The second reason is that he wants to share a special bond with Latil. In chapter 277, when Latil explained to him and Carlein that she wasn’t planning to awake, Sonnaught felt disappointed, because he knew that Lord and knight's bond strengthened after the awakening, and he liked the idea of them being bound together by 'fate'. But he also mentioned that he didn’t want her to go through a painful experience in order to be awaken (in case you don’t know, for Lord to be awaken, someone he/she loves must die).

4. Sonnaught had a fake fiancé. Her name is Agasha (or Agatha, idk how it will be translated). In order to avoid questions about his 'single status', he got engaged with her. Don't worry, they both know it’s fake, and they were planning to call it quits soon. Latil also knew it was a fake engagement, but that didn’t stop her from following stalking them when they had their first 'date'. This fake engagement was what made Latil realized she had feelings for him. Btw, IMO Agasha was a actually a lovely girl, and there were times when I totally felt some tension between her and Sonnaught. She was completely fine knowing that Sonnaught was in love with another woman (she immediately knew it was Latil), and she never made any drama whatsoever.

5. Sonnaught knows Latil doesn’t really love him (or anyone). Thanks to Agasha's questions, we now know what Sonnaught thinks about his relationship with Latil. According to him, when Latil is really in love with someone she doesn’t have eyes for anyone else but that person, that's why he knows that Latil isn’t really in love with anyone right now. He even described his relationship with her as an 'affectionate friendship'.

6. Sonnaught did ask Latil to enter her harem. If my memory doesn’t betray me, this happened soon after they shared their first kissed. He had regretted his decision of not becoming a concubine before (chapter 449), when he was jealous about Ranamun. However, Latil rejected his proposal, because she thought it was 'too soon' (she had recently brought two new concubines to the harem, Meradim and Girgol).

7. Sonnaught and Carlein knew how Latil's father had died. But they hide it from her because they were afraid that the pain would triggered her awakening. They did everything they could to stop her from discovering the truth, Sonnaught even hurt Tasir's arm when he found out that he was investigating the Emperor's death (Chapter 432). Yet, they couldn't, and in the end, Tasir told Latil the truth. Latil was shocked but she understood they did it because they thought they were protecting her, so she forgave them.

8. Sonnaught is jealous of all of Latil's consorts, but Tasir is the one he’s the most jealous of. If you're webtoon-only or if you skipped the first chapters of the novel, you might have missed this, but Tasir was the first consort he was truly jealous of because, even when Tasir was the condor who had the least romantic contact with Latil, he was the closest to her. Remember how Sonnaught thought that consorts could never be as close to Latil as him and, thus, he decided to remain as his Royal guard? Well, Tasir made him realized he was wrong. Now this insecurity remains. In chapter 580, we even have a scene where Sonnaught is feeling flustered for not being helpful enough to Latil, and we can see how he was paying attention to Meradim's praises to Tasir. He has reflected about Tasir being the closest person to Latil in other chapters too.

9. He has kissed Latil twice now. Their last kiss was in chapter 608. In case you’re wondering, it was Latil who kissed him first (I’m referring to their second kiss).

10. He might share a 'common mission' with Ranamun. According to the chairman, he and Ranamun's most important mission is yet to come. Even Sonnaught is wondering what mission could the Adversary and Lord's knight share in common.

Okay, these are some of the things we know about Sonnaught so far.

I'm not personally rooting for him romantically, although, as I said before, I thought he was the ML during the first Webtoon chapters. But I have to say that the Webtoon can be misleading about a lot of stuff, so I would totally recommend you to read the novel from the beginning. Anyways, even though I don’t like him as a romantic interest (I’m not a big fan of MCs who are completely devoted to the protagonist), I do see potential in him if he were to have a dark twist in his personality. It would be interesting to see the dark side of his 'blind devotion' to Latil. Will he be willing to do 'terrible' things for love? Will his ambition of gaining strength overcome his fears for Latil's awakening? Would he be willing to kill someone to induce that awakening? I would like to know. Ofc, this is just my opinion.

[openheartthot]

Hey! Thank you for feeding us with spoilers!🥰 Will you post the outfits with the descriptions if it's not too much to ask?☺️

OH3 OUTIFT SPOILERS BELOW!!

okay, so the closet wasn’t fully unlocked in the first chapter. I’m terrible at editing, but I wasn’t doing anything this morning so I just did it anyway. haha pls don’t judge me if they look busted. 

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(Chapter 3) Heroic Measures: Do something super. *Note from Celi: this is for something in the Peds ward (probably with Sienna) 

(Chapter 7) Nothing Ventured: Impress the tech world.

(Chapter 8) On Lockdown: Try something new... and naughty.

(Chapter 10) Sunshine Daydream: Hit the beach in style.

(Chapter 11) Wedding Belle: Fit to tie the knot. (female) Wedding Bells: Fit to tie the knot. (male) *Note from Celi: Ines’s wedding 

(Chapter 12) Live It Up: A fashionable look for a night on the town. [You can wear this outfit with your white coat!] *Note from Celi: This is a night out with Bryce 

(Chapter 14) Certifiably Chic: Your board exam is officially behind you! [You can wear this outfit with your white coat!]

(Chapter 15) Order: Set the right precedent. [You can wear this outfit with your white coat!]

(Chapter 16) Farewell: send off to your residency.

I’ll update with better quality pics when the closet is unlocked in-game lol