#sand will absolutely care about him and spoil him

[ashtavula]

Hi, I've been reading a lot of your work lately and I absolutely love them!

If it's not a bother can I request Jamil, Azul, Vil and Riddle with their S/O being the children of the great seven? Like they got isakaid there instead of yuu (I'm going to ask for all the Overblot boys because personally I think Idia, malleus and Leona are somehow related to the great seven, either a direct Descendants or distant relative)

Anyways thank you so much if you decide to do this and it's alright if you don't I just really love your writing style and works on the Overblot boys!!

This is a really interesting idea, considering all of the boys really respect the great seven!

Jamil, Azul, Vil, and Riddle with a reader who is the child of the great seven

Jamil:

-Jamil is usually reluctant to show off how smart he really is, but he feels like he has to prove his intelligence when he's with you. You are, after all, the child of the Sorcerer of the Sands. He fully believes that you must be just as wise as your father, even if you actually aren't.

-Jamil never refers to you by title, since it just reminds him that he's a servant, and you are the child of a grand vizier. He knows that you don't care, but he'd rather avoid bringing it up. Instead, he calls you habibi when you're both alone, and he can be more affectionate.

-He refuses to hear anything about you possibly returning to your home. Jamil knows that your father wouldn't approve of you dating a servant, and he can't stand the thought of losing you forever. All he can do is hope that you'll stay, against all odds.

Azul:

-Azul practically begs you to share what you know about your mother. He's always admired the Sea Witch, and he wants to know all there is to know. He'll light up if you reveal some of her wisdom to him, or show him how some of her magic was done.

-I assume that you're also an octopus mer, and that puts Azul at ease because you're like him. The two of you will both curl up in his octopot, giggling as his tentacles tangle with yours. Azul sweetly calls you his precious pearl as holds you, though he'll blush if you give him a pet name too.

-Azul is terrified that you'll leave him one day, and he tries his hardest to make you want to stay with him. He'll spoil you, and he constantly strives to prove that he's worthy of your love. He loves you too much to be able to bear losing you.

Vil:

-Vil doesn't want to push you too much, but the Fairest Queen is well-renowned for her poisons. Surely, you've learned from her, and can teach him. He also asks a lot about her beauty routines. He'll be ecstatic if you share any of her secrets with him.

-Vil adores being able to call you his beautiful prince/princess, and he tends to flaunt your relationship. He preens if you compliment him in return, and gets ridiculously happy if you call him your perfect prince. He feels tempted to record you telling him that, just so he can play it whenever he wants.

-He acts like he's not worried about you potentially leaving, but deep down he's scared that it will happen. He'd do just about anything to get you to stay with him, even if it meant facing off against the Fairest Queen.

Riddle:

-He gets even more serious about following the rules of the Queen of Hearts after realizing that she's your mother. Surely, you're pleased that he remembers all of them, right? Riddle would be baffled if you told him it wasn't necessary, or if you went so far as to criticize your mother for making up so many ridiculous rules.

-Riddle still refers to you by your title, but it's become a term of endearment. He'll kiss your hand as you stroll through the rose maze, and will affectionately call you his prince/princess. He also gets flustered if you refer to him as your prince. Or even better, your king.

-He worries that you miss your mother and your old home, but he desperately hopes that you'll stay with him. If it came down to you going back to your original place, Riddle would choose to go with you. Nothing is more important to him than his love for you.

[dropthedemiurge]

And isn't it amazing and incredible in its existence when a self-destructive boy, left alone by everyone and turned into a burden, hiding the scorching fire of his pain behind the mask and a glass of whiskey, demands and pleads of help so earnestly, so openly, so needy, knowing he will be cared for?

Ray x Sand (Only Friends The Series, 2023)

[thewayuarent]

Handling an addiction. Part 2.

About actual changes.

tw: mentioning of drug abuse, suicide attempt, sexual assault

In part one we discussed how Ray’s main circle is actually more damaging for him than helpful. Thank you everyone for your responses, it means a lot. Today we’ll discuss the if not positive but more hopeful approach towards Ray’s addiction and why I do believe there are (always) chances for him to get better. I want to talk about the one person who potentially has enough influence to start this journey. But firstly I’ll talk about one person who can provide Ray support towards it.

Sand. The very first thing that differs Sand from Ray’s friends is timing. Remember this scene we haven’t got yet? I have no idea what’s that about but I do find this phrase very interesting.

Ray is absolutely wrong to blame Sand for whatever is happening in his life - the thing that addicts do often, by the way (and this is understandable and I am not blaming anyone thank you) - but he’s ironically right about one thing. Sand steps in his life when Ray is at his lowest. The worst since, probably, two years ago suicide attempt. Ray replaces the cause and the effect - it’s not because of Sand his life is going down to hell, it’s a coincidence that Sand appears at this time in his life. 

But this is why it’s probably easier for Sand to recognise Ray as someone who desperately needs help. He wasn’t there while Ray was slowly going down. He appears when Ray is already here. 

The thing is, it’s actually a bit too early to discuss how Sand handles Ray’s addiction. The whole drama will start when (or if, but my bet on when) they start a relationship. And of course Sand will make mistakes - we all do in any topic but especially this one. It’s a normal human thing. But Sand has very important qualities - he has empathy, compassion and he catches quickly on both verbalize and non-verbalize information.

The start of those two was pretty rough - Sand called Ray a spoiled rich brat - and this is, well, because Ray is a spoiled rich brat - a burden and he didn’t think highly of him. He continues this approach till this moment

But after Ray says this, Sand immediately understands that something deeply wrong and traumatic is happening here. And after that he stops with rude language, he shifts on harsh, but compassionate words. He still calls out Ray on his behaviour - in the music store scene and later in hospital. But his approach is very different from their earlier communications.

The same thing is with alcohol. Sand spends a noticeable part of the show unintentionally supporting Ray’s habits. He was hired as his drinking buddy, that was their start. He probably understood since the beginning this is a bit alarming, but it was not his place to deal with it. The big shift happening after this conversation

And while it doesn’t happen immediately - they have a party right after that - this is changing Sand’s approach once again.

So for now we have only one example of Sand handling the addiction problem Ray has - that’s why I said it’s not enough. But this example speaks volumes. He is, once again, compassionate and understanding. He doesn’t judge or blame Ray for his addiction, but he doesn’t forget his mistakes. He is very careful in his wording.

Here, very important moment: Sand doesn’t say “I ban you from alcohol forever” - because he understands it won’t work. He says “You need a rest and let’s try to hold on for a bit, just until you feel better”. He gives Ray an opportunity to not drink for some time without a very scary “forever”. Just for this one. 

And this is very good thinking. Because while it works for everyone differently - some people prefer to quit once and forever, some people do it step by step - we’re talking here about a person who doesn’t want to quit yet. And temporarily limiting him is the best chance you have.

For now Sand is doing a very good job at building a support system someone with addiction needs. But this never - never - works out until Ray decides that he needs help. This never works out until Ray makes a decision to start working through it for himself.

Ray. The thing I desperately need for people to understand is: nothing will make a difference for him until he himself makes a decision that he wants to heal. Until he wants it not for Mew, or his dad, or Sand - for himself. We had a beautiful conversation about some of this with @twig-tea here - and one of the topics was about the difference between someone who knows about problem and want to heal and someone who ignores it. And for Ray this is not even about him understanding he has a problem - because I believe he does, at least on subconscious level. 

He said this to Sand

and wording speaks volumes. He knows that addiction was (part of) a reason his mother died. He also said this to Mew

and this to his dad

so he is capable of drawing a parallel. He knows he’s doing the same thing she did. He understands that his substance abuse is dangerous, he has an experience with his mom ruining her life because of that.

But he is also trapped in a very harmful pattern. A pattern where it’s way easier for him and his surroundings to ignore a problem. Both Mew and Cheum tell him to stop on several occasions and his answer is always “Yeah. I know, whatever”. For now they do it just for check, he answers just for check also. Those conversations I believe happen a lot but they never have an actual meaning. And then when Sand calling him out on his addiction Ray does the same thing he does all the time.

He brushes it off like something not really important because he is used to it. And because it is way, way easier to do. Ray is not only an addict, he is also suicidal and while I can’t make diagnoses I think he is depressed and he is so on his self-destruction journey. 

And those conversations running around about how Ray needs a wake-up call? He had a lot of them already.

As far as we know he was:

Waking up in some stranger’s place thinking he was sexually assaulted and robbed;

Attempting a suicide;

Risking his (and everyone else) life while drunk driving;

Charged for this drunk driving;

Almost arrested for drug possession and use.

And the truth is? He doesn’t care about this, because he doesn’t care about his life or wellbeing. He doesn’t need one big dramatic wake-up call. What he needs is careful and consistent conversations about his situation. What he needs is someone to tell him again and again and again that he deserves help. That he doesn’t need to be a perfect or even good person to deserve it. And maybe, maybe it will work. And only then the therapy and rehab and whatever tools exist will work. 

And two more words about the rehab thing. This is something literally everyone wants for Ray as soon as possible. No matter how people approach his character this is the one thing everyone agrees on. And while I also think that rehab is something he needs, as much as therapy, I know it won't work for him right now. 

Because to forcefully put someone in rehab is one of the worst things you can do. Rehab is not some magical place that automatically heals an addict. Rehab is a support tool - same as therapy, or AA, or whatever is right for a person (cause everybody is different and some things work for some people but don’t work for others). Again, until it’s something Ray wants and chooses for himself - rehab is almost 100% useless. The chances that Ray being put into rehab by some external forces - his dad - will relapse in the first month after getting out is very high. Rehab for him right now would be a fucking torture. And a pointless one.

Rehab, or therapy, or Sand’s or anyone’s support - all of this is very important and needed, but those things don’t exist in a vacuum. For them to have an impact Ray has to want it for himself. And this is such an incredibly hard thing to do. This requires a lot of self work and a lot of strength. I can’t express how much I hope for him to get to this point. 

But I do understand that he's not there yet. And while I know how exhausting and frustrating it is - I want people to remember that for him it’s so much worse. He is the main victim of his disease. Have compassion. Have patience. Don’t forget that he is much more than his addiction. But don’t forget about it either. 

[neverchecking]

Hi I am 🪷 Aron from couldninetonine

And I have a request for you if it ok.

Can I request yandere platonic sage , sky, time, warrior, four x child zoni reader.

Like the reader is rauru and queen Soni little baby half breed daughter. Half elf and half zoni. And they found her in her little bubble pod that a flower a lotus. And how they fell for her big doe eyes and big ears. And teaching her the ways and have her call them papa's and how they keep her safe. Please and thank you

omg hi! I love cloudninetonine! It is totally okay to request!

I haven't done a lot of platonic yandere, but this seems fun!

Imagine them calling the boys their papa bc her real dad is dead lmao-

・❥・@lovanmari and @wayfayrr I got some DILF Sage for yall

・❥・Sage as a dad. First off-- who in their right mind is trusting him with a kid?

・❥・Nah, I kid, I kid. When he's given a child, one so small and innocent and one that he connects with? It burns something within him.

・❥・He was a child soldier (I think canonically BOTW Link was in the army by age twelve?), and when he sees this small child who's relying on him? He swears they'd have a better life than he ever had.

・❥・He absolutely refuses to let his child anywhere near anything sharp, too hot, too cold, explosive, etc.. If there's any chance at injury, his flower bud isn't going anywhere near it.

・❥・You know that his kid is eating like royalty. Every single day. Breakfast, lunch and dinner. And dessert. And you know that dessert is the best damned thing in the world.

・❥・Sage as a dad is probably just as unhinged, but in more protective way? Lynel look in their direction? Here kid, look at this butterfly, Papa will be right back- He's back within three minutes tops and look! He's got the fur for a new blanket for you!

・❥・Cece tries pinching your cheeks? He's glaring down at her, daring her to try.

・❥・Someone tries offering you a treat because your just so adorable? He knows his kid is cute, nice try. Nothing is getting past him. He's a bit of a helicopter parent.

・❥・Not a bit. It's a lot.

・❥・He loves playing with your big ears, ones that you'll grow into, flopping them about even as you get red-cheeked and angry at him.

・❥・He'll make it up to you eventually :)

・❥・He also spoils you absolutely rotten. He has his rules, yes, and expects you to follow them, but his rewards are things like trips to the Zora Domain or a sand seal ride in Gerudo. Never Eldin. Are you kidding that's an active volcano site?!?!

・❥・The sages are one-thousand percent your personal body guards. You don't go anywhere without your dad and at least one sage.

・❥・Sky is absolutely smitten from the start.

・❥・You look at this man and tell me he's not dad shaped. You can't.

・❥・He doesn't even care to learn what a Zonai is. All he knows is there are none here and your all alone and your his now. He doesn't make the rules

・❥・He is also another protective dad, but he's a little more willing to let you experience the world around you. You wanna see those flowers over there? He's following! You wanna go for a dip in the river? Great idea, he's helping you! You can go explore, but never alone.

・❥・He absolutely introduces you to Crimson right away. Crimson is the perfect co-parent guardian. Crimson is always pulling you into her side, ruffling her feathers and grooming you.

・❥・Like you become Sky's kid and Crimson's chick. They are two halves of a whole soul so it makes sense.

・❥・HFHFDOFDHN imagine sleeping on Crimson's back while Sky leads the two of you through a forest or sum ;^;

・❥・Or soaring through the sky with you pointing at every cloud you pass and Sky harnessing you to his chest while Crimson flies much slower than normal.

・❥・Sky can cook basic things, but he definitely spends more time with village moms and elders learning more.

・❥・He for sure carves toys for you out of wood. Like trains or maybe a doll of Crimson.

・❥・You get the fluffiest blankets stuffed with Loftwing feathers

・❥・Groose is such a good uncle-sidebar. Even if Sky isn't...jazzed about letting you out of his sight, he will trust Groose. For an hour.

・❥・Which he is within earshot of for fifty seven minutes.

・❥・He's kind of torn between letting you be with Zelda-- who adores you-- and not. she's the reincarnate of Hylia. What if you get dragging into the wretched reincarnation curse as well?

・❥・He wouldn't wish it on his worst enemy let alone his fletchling.

・❥・Fi for sure has a beacon on you at all times.

・❥・He's more...withdrawn when it comes to first meeting you

・❥・Afterall he's in a war.

・❥・but...so are you. And you are so much younger than he is.

・❥・and what self-respecting parent would let their child wander so far? None that deserve their child.

・❥・So you become his. He doesn't do take backsies.

・❥・When you stutter out that your old, irrelevant, unworthy father was a Zonai, he does take that with some caution.

・❥・But no one even knows what a Zonai is. Ravio has a general idea-- a race blessed by the gods-- but thats as far as he gets.

・❥・That's okay. You were his now and he didn't care what you were. You were perfect just the way you are <3

・❥・Wars as a dad is probably pretty strict. But he lets you out of his sight more than the previous two.

・❥・You get schooled and have friends, but are expected home right away.

・❥・He doesn't like your friends. Not a chance. But because he's such a public figure he needs to give you a semi normal life.

・❥・Which means those dumb friends and parent interventions and schooling and hours away when you could be spending time with him!?

・❥・He probably sneaks you out of school often to go for treats at a bakery or a swim in a river. What are they gonna do, tell the Hero no?!

・❥・Artemis loves you. He trusts her with you while he's dragged away for things he cannot control. She has the power of Sheik on her side and proved her worth to him in battle.

・❥・You definitely have a fairy on you at all times which reports back to him.

・❥・Fours is so fun for one reason and one reason alone.

・❥・the minish.

・❥・They probably are the ones to alert him about your presence, giving their small knowledge of the Zonai race.

・❥・They chirp and chitter at him until he brings you back to the home he shares with his grandpa (Uncle? It's one of the two). The older male was out at the moment leaving Four to figure out what he's going to do with you.

・❥・Obviously he keeps you. No one else can handle such a task! You're so delicate and so rare and the minish already love you.

・❥・So your his. no ifs ands or buts.

・❥・The forge? Off Limits.

・❥・It's too hot with too many sharp pointy things and open flames and its dirty.

・❥・Not for his kid.

・❥・When it comes to cooking, he can do it, but like sky, he's not overly good.

・❥・but! You guys can learn together. Under his strict supervision. Where you sit at the counter. Away from the fires and knives. It's a bonding experience.

・❥・Back to the minish, they love you. They love playing with you and calling your attention away while your dad deals with someone whose watching you a little too closely.

・❥・They leave small trinkets for you all the time! Which four keeps in a box. Because you could choke.

・❥・He's also another one to make your toys! Little metal horses and wooden doll houses.

・❥・If he needs to run out for a few errands or something, he's not leaving you with anyone. Oh no not his kid. No, he's splitting. Two stay with you, three depending on the errand, while the other runs out.

・❥・You aren't allowed the Four sword. Ever.

・❥・He would never wish that upon you. Even if you love the colors and it helps you differentiate between green and red and blue and Violet.

・❥・Thats probably how you learn some of your colors in fact.

・❥・Even as you grow up, you cannot get away with anything. The minish are snitches and it would do you good to learn that. And fast.

[firstkanaphans]

i have this habit of reading ao3 before i sleep or i just won't get sleep (yeah i am a teenager with effed up sleep habits)

and i realised that there are not enough sickfics in the firstkhao fandom 😭😭 like there are a few under akkaye but nothing under sandray (i don't remember if there is anything under alangaipa cause there is probably nothing)

so obviously i have a request to my fav writer which is PLEASE GIVE ME SICKFICS DJDNDNNSJDND

the absolute tenderness of looking after your lover, trying to shield them from it all and them just clinging on to you... I WILL CRY

i would love to read any sickfic from you, be it any fk couple. hope you dont mind this request <3

Anon, I really hope you're still around to read this because I know it's been ages since you requested it, but look! I wrote you a SandRay sick!fic. I hope you enjoy 💕 Word Count: 2227

Ray was sick. Or, well, he had been. 

For days he had been fighting off a bad case of the flu and although he had a tendency to become extra stubborn when he was ill, Sand took care of him without argument. He cooked Ray delicious homemade soup, washed the sweat from his body so that he wouldn’t get a chill, and made sure he never missed a dose of his medicine.

At the height of his illness, Ray had found Sand’s unwavering attention annoying since all he wanted to do was sleep, but now, as the fever started to abate, he realized just how lucky he had been. It didn’t seem fair that all of that attention had been wasted when Ray wasn’t alert enough to appreciate it. So even though he was feeling better, he pretended that he wasn’t.

He was sitting in bed propped up on a mountain of pillows when Sand walked into the room that night with his evening meds. Ray gave him a wobbly smile and then immediately dissolved into a coughing fit that was only half for show.

Sand frowned, setting the glass of water and pills he was carrying down onto Ray’s bedside table before climbing onto the mattress with him, his hand raised to feel Ray’s forehead. Ray just watched him, wide-eyed and innocent. He knew his cheeks were flushed, but it wasn’t from fever. He had spent the past couple minutes pinching them hard enough to color his skin. He wanted it to look convincing.

“You’re not feeling any better?” Sand asked, dropping his hand back to his side. “You look better. Whenever I touched you before, you would just yell and swat me away.”

“I feel a little better,” Ray allowed, blinking at his boyfriend owlishly.

“Well, if you’re not feeling a lot better by tomorrow, we may need to go back to the doctor. I’m worried about you.”

“There’s no need to worry,” Ray said, pulling on Sand’s arm so that he was forced to sit down on the bed next to him. “I’m fine!”

If this had been a normal day, Sand probably would have rolled his eyes, but because Ray was sick, he didn’t. He just wrapped his arm around Ray’s shoulders and held him tight. Although Ray liked their usual teasing banter, he liked this too. He liked being spoiled. He liked that Sand had been staying home to take care of him instead of running off to a bunch of different jobs he didn’t need. He liked how his illness sanded down Sand’s rough edges. He liked that at their essence, this was what they were: soft and in love. “Do we have any more ice cream?”

Sand dutifully brought Ray a bowl of ice cream and they spent the night cuddling in bed watching movies. Ray knew it was destined to be his last night of sick leave; in the morning, he would be forced to make a miraculous recovery. But, he had to admit, it was time.

Ray woke up with the sun only to find that Sand was still asleep next to him, which was odd. Sand was an early riser. Figuring he was simply exhausted from the days spent taking care of Ray, Ray leaned in to kiss him on the forehead only to find that he was burning up. 

Ray pulled back in alarm, quickly replacing his lips with his hand, but the result was no better. Sand was sweltering hot to the touch. Too hot. Right? Ray wasn’t sure. He had never had to diagnose anyone before.

“Sand?” he said, shaking his boyfriend frantically. Sand would know what to do. Sand always did. “Sand, wake up. I think you’re sick!”

Sand very clearly did not want to wake up. He rolled away from Ray, buried his head underneath the covers, and started coughing. “Just bring me some medicine,” he said, his voice muffled. “I’ll be fine.”

Ray hopped out of bed immediately, determined to get the medicine for him as fast as possible, but it was only as he was standing alone in the middle of the room that he realized he had no idea where the medicine was kept. They had moved into this apartment together only a few weeks before. It would have been sooner, but Sand took some convincing because the apartment was technically way out of his budget.

In the end, Ray had worn him down, but Sand had adamantly refused to spend the extra money on movers, so they had done everything themselves. Or, well, Sand had. Ray had thanked him with copious amounts of blowjobs. It had seemed like a good system at the time, but now he had no idea where anything was.

He wandered into the bathroom and began looking through cabinets, figuring that was the most likely place for medicine to be, and eventually he found a couple bottles that looked familiar. They were empty.

Ray ran back into the bedroom, waving the bottles around frantically. “Sand, I think we’re out. What do I do now? Sand?” Sand was apparently too delirious to answer him. He wasn’t yet asleep, but his only response to Ray’s voice was a pained groan. Ray stared down at the bottles in his hand hoping that if he wished hard enough, they would simply refill themselves. But of course they didn’t.

It was then that Ray remembered Sand offering him a handful of pills the night before that Ray had only pretended to take since he was only pretending to be sick. He rushed over to his bedside table and pulled the pills out of his drawer.

“Sand, here,” he said excitedly, coming around to his side of the bed with a glass of water. “You need to take these.”

With some gentle coaxing, he was eventually able to get Sand to sit up and take the pills, but he looked horrible and collapsed back down onto the mattress immediately. Ray just stared at him helplessly, trying to figure out what in the world he was supposed to do next.

He thought about calling Sand’s mom or his own dad or, hell, Mew—literally anyone who might be able to help—but his pride stopped him from actually picking up the phone. Sand had taken care of him for nearly a week without any help at all. Surely, Ray could do the same. 

He took a deep breath and forced himself to think. The first thing he needed to do was buy more medicine.

“Sand? Sand?” he asked, shaking his boyfriend’s limp body. He had planned to ask whether Sand would be okay alone for a few minutes while he ran to the store, but Sand didn’t respond. He was fast asleep. In the end, Ray decided to go. He changed clothes, made sure Sand’s phone and a glass of water were easily within his reach, and then promised he would be back in fifteen minutes. As he stepped out their front door, he couldn’t help but think Sand would probably be better off alone than in his inept care.

Ray realized his first mistake within minutes: he had not taken a picture of the meds he needed to replace. When he reached the pharmacy right around the corner from their apartment, he was immediately overwhelmed by the options and he had no clue what Sand needed. He tried googling it only to become overwhelmed again, but in the end, a nice older lady helped him pick out a couple things she thought would be useful and Ray threw a few extras into his basket as well. Just in case.

When he returned home, Sand hadn’t moved, but he was shivering and covered in sweat, so Ray grabbed a washcloth and a basin of water and did his best to clean him. It wasn’t as easy as Sand made it look. His motions were clumsy and he felt sure that if Sand were conscious enough to know what was happening, he would have laughed at his efforts.

After that, Ray bundled Sand back into bed and headed into the kitchen to make soup for the first time in his life. On the night Ray had first fallen ill, Sand had made him a pot of soup that tasted so good he had devoured it within a day. It was Sand’s mom’s recipe and she claimed it had healing powers. Ray didn’t doubt it. Sand told him his mom’s soup was the one bright spot of getting sick. That it almost made the whole thing worth it. So Ray knew he needed to make it for Sand, too.

He had texted Sand’s mom and picked up the ingredients while he was out, but now that he was staring at them spread out over the counter, he felt less confident about his ability to recreate the recipe. There was nothing he could do about that now. He sighed and got started chopping the vegetables. Badly. Sand did most of the cooking in their house. Ray was starting to realize that Sand did most of everything.

Hours later, the finished soup was simmering on the stove and Ray smelled like a Thai restaurant. He quickly hopped in the shower, washing off the last vestiges of his own illness and the evidence of his poor cooking, and then headed back to the bedroom where Sand was still asleep. He held his hand out to feel Sand's forehead and although his body temperature felt more normal than before, he was still shivering. 

Ray didn’t know what else to do so, feeling helpless, he simply laid by his boyfriend’s side and wrapped his arms around him, praying that the worst of it would soon go away. Was this what it had felt like for Sand to watch him be sick over the past week? Had Ray only prolonged that pain by pretending he wasn’t well? 

The shivering stopped. They both fell asleep.

Ray was awoken some time later by Sand moving in his arms. He sat up immediately, ready to run and fetch whatever Sand needed to feel better, but when Sand finally opened his eyes, he no longer looked pained. Just tired. 

“Are you okay?” Ray asked, reaching for Sand’s face as if searching for an injury he already knew didn’t exist. “What do you need? Medicine? Water? Food? I made soup!”

Ray was cursing himself for not setting alarms for Sand’s medicine the way Sand had done for him when Sand gave him a weak smile. “You made soup?” he teased and that, at least, told Ray the medicine was working.

“I did!” Ray insisted.

“Well then some soup might be nice.”

So Ray hopped out of bed and prepared a bowl of soup for Sand. When he returned to the bedroom, he found Sand already sitting propped up on a couple pillows, taking better care of himself than Ray had taken of him.

“You look better,” he said.

“I feel better,” Sand agreed.

“I’m sorry I got you sick.”

Sand shrugged. “It was bound to happen. Now about this soup…”

Ray refused to pass Sand the bowl, scared he might drop it, but he dutifully scooped a spoonful of Tom Yum out and offered it to him. Sand sniffed it hesitantly before taking a bite.

The soup had barely touched his tongue before his whole face scrunched up in distaste. He quickly tried to school his features, but it was too late. Such an extreme reaction was hard to miss.

“What’s wrong?” Ray asked, trying a bite himself. All he could taste was salt. He made the same face Sand had and suddenly, he felt like he was going to cry.

“Oh, don't cry,” Sand said, taking the bowl from him, setting it down on the bedside table, and then pulling him into a hug. Even though Ray was no longer sick and certainly didn’t deserve the comfort, he let himself be held anyway.

“I’m so sorry,” he said, his voice thick with unshed tears. “I’m such a crappy boyfriend. You took such good care of me for a whole week and I can’t even make you a pot of soup without fucking it up. I haven’t even been sick these past couple days. I’ve just been pretending so you would pay more attention to me!”

“Oh, baby. I know.”

That was enough to stop Ray’s tears. “You do?”

“Of course I do. You’re not a very good liar. But look, it’s fine. It’s the thought that counts,” he said, running his fingers through Ray’s hair. Surprisingly, that was all it took to calm him down.

“I’ll get better,” Ray promised, leaning his head on Sand’s shoulder. “And I’ll order you more soup from that place you like.”

“You’re doing fine,” Sand soothed. “Just stay here with me. That’s all I need. You’re all I need.”

Ray laid with his head on Sand’s chest and listened to the steady beat of his heart. “I love you,” he said because that was the one thing he knew he could provide. He had more than enough love to give.

Sand smiled and kissed the top of his head. “I love you too.”

[gabessquishytum]

Maybe a little silly but I’m imagining Hob using bondage as a way to force Dream to let himself be taken care of.

Like, maybe at first it starts off sexual because Dream struggles to let Hob focus on him, always feeling like he needs to be doing something for Hob, gets so guilty if Hob isn’t the center of attention. So Hob ties him down to the bed so that he has to just lie there and let Hob make him feel so good his thoughts finally quiet. 

Then one day Dream comes to Hob looking absolutely run ragged, but refusing to rest. So Hob gently guides him to the bedroom and Dream almost tears up because he doesn’t think he has the energy for sex but God forbid he tell Hob no. Hob arranges him on his stomach, finds the softest silk ties to wrap around his wrists, putting Dream’s hands above his head, not stretched out too much and ties him to the headboard. And then he turns the lights down low, lights a softly scented candle, and starts massaging Dream’s back. He rubs lotion into his skin and works out all the knots in his neck and shoulders. Dream squirms at first, not understanding, Hob is fully dressed and not hard at all, doesn’t he want more from Dream? But Hob just shushes him gently, slowly easing the tension out of Dream’s body until he finally drifts to sleep under Hob’s hands. Hob covers him with blankets but leaves his hands tied in case he wakes up too soon and thinks about leaving (obviously no measly restraints could hold Dream against his will, but it’s symbolic- if he wakes up, still tied to the bed, it’s a reassurance that Hob wants him to stay).

After that, Hob ties Dream up whenever he feels he needs a little extra care but won’t allow it for himself. Sometimes that means sex, if Hob feels like Dream has been spoiling him too much and needs a turn being spoiled in return, but sometimes it’s to get Dream to sleep, or relax. One time he ties Dream’s hands behind his back, sits in his lap, and feeds him tea and soup, warming him up from the inside out.

Slowly, Dream starts getting better at letting himself be taken care of even when he’s not being physically forced into it, lol, but the restraints are still a comfort. He doesn’t have to worry about doing something wrong or not giving Hob what he wants. Hob has him at his mercy and all he wants is to take care of his beloved. ❤

This is so sweet 🥺🥺

The best part for Dream is that he can still feel like he's indulging Hob’s whims and making him feel good! Since he obviously loves tying Dream up so much, then Dream will be good and allow him to do it. He could disappear in a wave of sand and go back to running himself ragged, but obviously Hob wants to bind him in velvet and silk and tuck him under the most wonderful weighted blanket in the world... so Dream allows it. Like the good boyfriend and a benevolent monarch that he is.

He doesn't have to think too much about why it feels so good to be immobilised and touched with tender, loving hands. He can honestly just look forward to having his pretty wrists bound behind his back and being sat in the comfy nook of Hob’s lap for a couple of hours. He learns to love the sensation and associate the feeling of restrains with warmth, care and devotion. A very far cry from the feeling of being imprisoned and unable to escape from a cold glass cage. Hob never ties him too tight or let's him get cold.

It is... very nice. To lie with his face pressed into a pillow and his arse up in the air. Bound at his calves and ankles, unable to interfere with Hob’s plans. He just has to enjoy having Hob’s tongue in his hole, fucking him soft and deep until he cries. Hob has promised to make his cum just like this, and Dream figures that he could be tied up for a long while... but he doesn't exactly mind. He can't think of a better place to be.

[leonasbunny]

Leona x Bunny!Reader — (Gender Neutral)

S/O gets sexually flirted with, physically and verbally. Mentions of; jealousy, slight angst, violence, (slight blood), but very affectionate leona. <3

something bad happened to me today,, I just wanna relieve this stress off with some protective shit from our beloved husband. ❤️

I beg your fucking pardon? Did he just hear what he thinks he heard? Someone made an awful attempt to make a move on you, regardless of whether you’re taken or not!?

At first, Leona will feel his heart drop, and let me tell you— this man was almost going to tear up as he thought you were cheating on him. But that was not the case, he knows you wouldn’t, since you’re so dedicated to him and all but it’s not his fault for having doubts !

:( please understand him ❤️❤️

But after he saw your heavy breaths and uneasiness start growing rapidly by the second; you tried to push him off you, but he remained. And that ticked it all off—

“Oi, the fuck’re you doin’ touchin’ [Name] like that? Ehh.. You want something of mine, huh? — Guess I’m gonna have to take something of yours too, one of your teeth will do.. Come here. ”

Leona isn’t happy. You tired to push the NRC/RSA student off but he was insistent on staying around you, hand firmly gripped on your hip and squeezing your flesh possessively. Leona loathed such behaviour. Only he could do that in private spots..

Only a fool would dare touch something that belongs to the second Prince of the Afterglow Savannah. Doesn’t that idiot know that the rule of the wild, is that one should never try to take a Lions meal?

Leona was ever so close to turning him into sand, right then and there..

Leona isn’t strict with his rules of dating, nor does he care whatever you do, just don’t break his heart by leaving the relationship behind you, or lying to him, or cheating. But he knows you well enough that you wouldn’t do it.

But like I previously said, he’s genuine and caring. He HATES when other filthy carnivores touch his little bunny. You’re his meal, nobody else’s. And it will stay like that forever (if you want that is, he wouldn’t force something on you unless you’re into it, Darling <3)

It only took seconds for him to go berserk and start roaring at him to unleash you. He grabs his hand forcefully and smacks it away while gripping the student’s collar and opening his mouth to reveal such sharp teeth, that could easily rip away meat in seconds.

And it worked; god forbid- he would’ve absolutely destroyed that kids face and broke every bone in his body for disrespecting you like that. Even so, with Women, it may be different because everyone in the Afterglow Savannah treat women with high respect; why should you be treated any different? Leona loves you.. he cares about you like nobody else does.

Whether you’re a man, woman, or person, he won’t care. You shouldn’t have your boundaries pushed and brushed aside for someone else’s sick pleasure.

And Leona understands that above anything.

He has his own boundaries too, but it just depends on what type of relationship you have with him. For friends such as Ruggie and Jack, and all; he’s comfortable to sleep around them and let his guard down. He accepts hugs, friendly gestures but anything romantic is off limits.

But when you’re dating him, he allows you to do whatever the hell you want! He wants to be close with you.. he loves it, genuinely. You’re safe with Leona.. and Leona’s safe with you. You’re very happy with each other and both protective alike.

Afterwards, Leonas grumpy for the whole day after having his day spoiled like that. You have to assure him quite a few times; but he knows you’re hurt too..

So he brushes off your reassurances and holds your shoulders gently before looking at you, softly into his emerald eyes.

“Hey.. You okay? I know you’re askin’ me and all but this goes both ways y’know. You were probably hella uncomfortable with that douchebag touchin’ what rightfully belongs to me, huh? “

“ Sigh.. Sorry ya had to experience that. Make sure ya come to me whenever you’re upset, got it herbivore?”

He hugs you firmly and pats your head, understanding if you need some space.

If you choose to be clingy around him, he adores it.. Bunnies are very needy and affectionate creatures and need lots of attention, and he’s willing to give you all the affection in the world; ( He’s not exactly the best, but give him a break lovely :) )

He will growl at anyone who even decides to talk to you; since you’re still shaken up with the encounter, he holds your waist gently, still sniffing the essence of that dickheads scent on you. He will never do something like that in public, but he will drag you to the most private area and cuddle you.

Or even take you to the Botanical Garden where he will lay you on his chest and cuddle you gently, so his scent rubs on you, replacing that Student who SO rudely decided to touch you.

He’s satisfied when a there is no sight, smell, or touch of anyone else’s scent on you, and he will keep it that way.. for he just wants the best for you. <3

He will stroke your ears softly and gently hover his hand above your little shaking tail,, he loves it so much, though he wouldn’t admit it!! You’re so cute, so precious for him Darling.. You’re a wonderful, doting and caring person, and this is why he chose you above anyone else.

Lots of hugs and kisses are needed, since It only takes a few things for Leona to go angry or ticked off. He needs you desperately.. <3 and you’re one of a kind, my lovely. He doesn’t want to let go of someone as special as you, though one day he fears someone might steal you away from him.

Hence, his protectiveness. ❤️

[nesiacha]

I already talk about how I dislike the whitewashing of Aemond and Daemon. Today I will talk about how I dislike the whitewashing of Cole Criston ( sorry again for the fans of this character).

Warning: There will be a slight spoiler regarding his relationship with Alicent.

In the books the guy is depicted as Sandor Clegane's foil. Let me explain Sandor is at first repulsive and voluntarily gives a very bad image of him but in the end has hidden qualities (he saves Loras Tyrell during a tournament from his brother and tries to protect Sansa while he is the sworn shield of Joffrey) even if he did things that we disapprove of. He has a story that explains his behavior and in the end if he sided with the Lannisters, particularly Joffrey ,Cersei and Tywin, it was above all to protect himself from his mad brother. Sandor also knows how to show great courage.

Criston Cole is the complete opposite, he is Rhaenyra's sworn shield but betrays her. And let's not go over the reasons for the House Dragon series. He has been after her since she was 9 years old, especially since her mother died and Viserys is a kind of Titos 2.0 in his most absolute stupidity, so not very vigilant while any other sovereign would have seen the red flags concerning Cole directly , even the greens in particular Alicent doubt his ability to protect her (I think Cole started to be after Rhaenyra after the death of her mother because he saw a golden opportunity not only in the distress of the loss of a being expensive but also that since Aenma is no longer there, he could behave in a creepy way around Rhaenyra). Maybe he had an affair (which I think, Rhaenyra being isolated in my opinion knowing that Laenor and Laena lived far away, that she was now having problems in the relationship with Alicent and that Viserys was putting his head in the sand concerning the tensions between the Hightowers and the blacks) but I find him creepy, he reminds me of LittleFinger and in my opinion he was after her especially after hertitles. Even the Green supporters, particularly in the story of Septon Eustace, believe that he is the one who is most at fault in their ruptures. I think Cole mostly let go of Rhaenyra because she couldn't be as manipulative and idiotic as her father, which is bad for someone who has the same ambitions as LittleFinger. So even if we take into account the fact that he is angry only because she reject his propositon to run away with him, he killed Joffrey and it seems intentional to me in a tournament (besides the death of Joffrey and the fact that Cole hit Laenor with complete impunity is bad in story terms) in an act of both homophobia (where Sandor saved Loras Tyrell and seemed to not care that he was gay) and cowardice as he didn't attack Rhaenyra and Laenor (once again Sandor did not hesitate to face his brother; I doubt Cole could do the same thing against someone like the Mountain).

I don't want to spoil the rest for those who are going to see the series, so go ahead, light spoilers, but also where does the idea that he is loyal to Alicent come from? He saw correctly that he had a better chance of ascending with them than the blacks who would have rightly slammed the door in his face seeing how ambitious he was (we can blame Daemon for a lot of things but not be a Tytos 2.0 like his brother, don't forget Corlys and Rhaenys Velaryon, etc...) and what he would be ready to do in relation to unsuitable skills. I'll stop there in terms of spoilers. Finally, I feel like the House of Dragon series forgets the corruption system for knights in Westeros that Game of Thrones put in place regarding Cole's character.

To summarize, the writers totally messed up the parallel between Sandor and Cole. Sandor seen as ugly, repulsive, who rightly openly despises chivalry behaves in a more chivalrous manner than Cole who is seen as a handsome man and praised at first glance (when it is said that he represents both the best and the worst of the Kingsguard I agree with the worst but I really don't see where the best is) .

P.S: Don't worry, I will soon make a post against other characters like Aemond, Daemon and Otto Hightower which I dislike too...

I will wait until season 2 to do a detailed post on the feelings I had regarding Rhaenyra and Alicent.

[aldryrththerainbowheart]

Medieval knight!Jason Todd who's a long-lost son of the Wayne earldom. He took up a crusade when he was younger but was believed to be dead. Only to reveal himself several years later during the swordsmanship tournament hosted by Wayne family. Just as Dick was lying in the sand coughing up blood next to his discarded sword, his unknown challenger took off his scarlet helmet and the entire court erupted in chaos.

That was years ago now. Since then, Sir Todd made amends with his family, but they are by no means close. Jason managed to gain a title and a fief on his own, independent of his family and he takes no small pride in that. These days he and his merry group of loyal warriors take up mercenary work and guardianship if the person has enough coin.

When the local baron hired him to be a personal guard for his daughter, Jason was sure that would be an easy job for a good amount of gold. The red knight soon found out that being your bodyguard is not as easy as he thought. You were quite the escape artist. Whenever a banquet or an audience was too boring for your liking, you simply vanished, and Jason had to search for you high and low to drag you back. It made him grind his jaw and caused his temper to flare more than once.

You were thrilled and appalled that someone spoke to you so crassly and brazenly. Other soldiers your father assigned to you treated you with the utmost respect and gave up after a few months. Not the red knight. He proved himself to be just as stubborn as you, if not more. At this point, it wasn't about money anymore. He just couldn't stand the thought of some spoiled daughter of a noble getting the better of him. Jason had no qualms about throwing you over his shoulder and carrying you back to the castle, while the plate of his armor dug uncomfortably into your stomach.

After six months of this, Jason was fed up with your nonsense and was ready to collect his gold and disappear for good. You were hiding from the baroness, some nonsense about dress fitting or a dance lesson. Jason was just returning from the training grounds when he saw you sitting on the ground near the barn, playing with a fresh litter of kittens. You knew the cat and the kittens well, and judging how other animals treated you it wasn't your first time there. You met his gaze and winked at him, placing a finger to your lips. Your first shared secret.

After that day, your personal guard Jason somehow became your partner in crime. He looked the other way sometimes or followed in a safe distance. You fascinated him, and somehow, before he even knew it, he started to fall for you. He wanted to deny it. Jason reminded himself time and time again why it was a horrible idea. However, he couldn't keep himself from falling more and more for you.

Another day, another one of your daring escapes. This time was, different, though. You took some of your belongings and your horse while leaving a letter to say your goodbyes. Jason did not care for exploring the feelings of absolute horror that grasped his heart at the thought of you disappearing from his life. He immediately set out to search for you. You couldn't escape too far and he knew where to go. He knew you better than anyone.

When he caught up with you, you were residing in a tavern in a small cozy village near the edge of your father's land. You were always annoyed and scathing whenever he came to bring you back home, but this time, you were just sad, almost tearful. Jason demanded an explanation for your unusual disappearance, and the one he received almost made him shatter the pitcher in his hand. The courting season was swiftly approaching.

He knew of your fear and unwillingness to get pawned off for alliance and title. He was also aware that your parents were adamant in marrying you off before grow out of marrigable age.

Which is why your loyal guardian made you an offer. You stay in the village for its upcoming festival, relishing in last days of freedom without responsibility, before returning home. This offer served not only you, but Jason as well. He wanted to revel in your presence before returning to your old life where he was the knight and you were the noble.

In hinsight, he should've realized that was a mistake, because in these last few days he became aware of how smitten he'd become. It was all too easy to forget his duties when you were pretending to be a simple village girl.

You peroused the stalls, gawking at everything you saw and chatting his ear off. He watched you trying to eat the commoner food with your bare hands, hilariously failing. When they arrived in the square where the dance was held, you haven't hesitated before grabbing his hand and pulling him for a dance. Jason wanted to protest, but your bright smile convinced him. He twirled you amongst the townsfolk before he noticed familiar faces heading your way. The baron's soldiers, no doubt they were looking for you.

Quicker than you could react, Jason pulled you into a darkened corner, covering your body with his, pressing your lips together. He kissed you until he knew the guards were gone. He pulled away to apologize but before he could say anything you grabbed him by the lapels of his cloak and pressed your lips together again. You kissed him with sweetness and desperation that stole breath from his lungs, and Jason had no choice but to melt into you. He wrapped his arms around you, pressing you impossibly close to him, your hands slipped from his cheeks to his hair.

He indulged little longer before letting voice of reason win, pulling away. Jason reminded you that you shouldn't be doing this, reminded you of your respective postitions. You didn't listened, instead, you uttered words Jason both wished and dreaded to hear.

You loved him.

He asked of you to never say these words to him again, and without another word he took your hand and led you back home as he tried to ignore your quiet sobs.

Despite your promises, he catches you trying to climb out over one of the garden walls during your courting ball. Jason wanted to strangle you, not that he enjoyed watching you dance with all those idiot nobles while all he wanted to do was to take you and carry you somewhere where there only be the two of you. This can't go on much longer, he has to end things tonight. Jason takes on a quest, to slay creatures in the southern forest. Surely you'll understand eventually...that the distance is good for both of you.

Months go by, and the pain the red knight felt when leaving you felt bearable. The other soldiers in his unit were curious as to why the infamous red knight left such prestigious position. Some speculated it was because the position was too peaceful and the dead son of Wayne was hungry for blood. If only they knew the true reason he left, but it was for the better. No one needs to know. One day, a messenger arrived, bearing a letter that stated there was an attack on the baron's family. The baron and his wife were badly injured and you were missing.

How was this possible?! You were supposed to be safe here! Without missing even a single second, Jason rode his horse tirelessly to the city. He will find you, and whoever took you will pay for every scratch he finds on you with their life. When he rescues you from your kidnappers, you're barely conscious. Gently, he pics up your weakened body and carefully carries you over the dead bodies lying everywhere. When he brings you back home, as he always done, he is adamant to never leave your side, no matter what takes. With heart full of determination, he asks, no, demands your hand in marriage. His name, his fief, his sword and his hearth, all of it is yours.

The baron is wise enough to give Sir Jason his blessings. After all, who's better for his daughter than a man who is able to set the world ablaze to safe her?

Art: Crown; Katerina Kirillova

Tags: @thinkingofausername, @fir3flytv, @ivysangel, @cherrrysstuff, @xxgoblin-dumplingxx, @mostly-imagines, @applejuicebegood, @sanguineterrain

[heretherebedork]

I agree with almost everything about Ray and Mew but isn't Ray also using the fact that Mew's bf just cheated on him and they broke up as a vulnerability to obtain what he wants. Which is dating Mew? Again, Ray blamed and hated Top a few episodes ago for "cheating" on Mew with Boston, but the same Ray thinks it's OK to kiss Mew and Sand at the same party.. Same Ray thinks it's OK to have both Mew and Sand.

And here's the thing. I actually don't think he's *corrupting* Mew. He's not. He's not helping, but Mew is making his own choices and Ray is incapable of pulling himself out of his own shit, let alone anyone else. Misery loves company.

But it amazes me that people can see that so clearly and *still* blame Mew for everything that's happening with Ray here, up to and including Ray definitely trying to double-dip with Sand. AND Ray is using Sand. He is using Mew too but he's very much only using one of them on purpose.

Ultimately Mew is using Ray, but Ray's also using Mew.

I'm torn between 'Ray is using Mew' and 'Ray genuinely doesn't know how to say no to Mew' and those two come at the same issue but from different angles.

I don't blame Mew for any of it. Mew's decided to try to live a fantasy with Top and spiraled when it failed. That's what happened and he is using Ray to get down that spiral more easily and he is, in a way, pulling Ray down farther with him because he wants to go farther.

But as for Ray using Mew... that's actually an interesting question about Ray's character. He is definitely spoiled and selfish. He's wanted this chance with Mew forever because Mew literally shaped his idea of love by saving him and I don't think Mew could offer Ray that chance and have Ray turn it down no matter how much he loves Sand.

Now, is that using Mew, being used by Mew, being a broken young man who's struggling with addiction and loneliness, being unable to say no to someone you love? There are so many different aspects to Ray and to their relationship and their very broken friendship that I struggle to tease them apart.

Ray, I think, wants to sincerely love Mew and be the best one for him and, yes, he's taking the rebound from Top... but it's also very clear that it isn't what he expected and isn't fulfilling to him the way he hoped this would be, the way he thought that he would be filled up by love. Mew doesn't make Ray happy, no matter how much Ray wishes he did.

Ray has a very damaged outlook on love, possessiveness, emotions and himself. He was absolutely wrong to walk away from Mew and directly into kissing Sand and he is, definitely, not respecting any aspect of the relationship he and Mew are kind of in.

So... they're using each other equally? I'd really put this fairly equal. Mew is dating Ray mostly to piss Top off and also to try to be more like him while Ray is just desperate for anything and has absolutely no coping skills that aren't addiction.

Actually, I really do think Mew is using Ray more than Ray is using Mew but Ray is doing more wrong and is less able to cope than Mew is with any of what's happening. (Mew has a steady support system in Cheum and his mothers while Ray has a father who yells at him for the cost of his car when he's in the hospital). So... they're both wrong. In different ways.

Ray's damage is not Mew's fault but Mew is using that damage without thinking about it deeper. Mew is wearing Ray's persona as if he truly believes that Ray is doing better than he is at coping when he's the one who saved Ray from himself and has watched him dig a deeper hole constantly over the years and it feels... wrong. But they're all young.

I absolutely cannot imagine blaming Mew for this. But I also don't see the point in blaming Ray for this either. They're both messed up in this and they're using each other.

I just have a soft spot for Ray that I don't have for Mew so most of my focus is on Ray's pain. I won't even deny that. I care much, much more about Ray's eventual happiness than I do about Mew's and that's just me. Everyone is gonna have favorite characters.

But, no, this isn't entirely Mew being wrong or Ray being wrong. They're both wrong and they're going to hurt each other and I hope their friendship falls apart because neither of them is a good friend to the either or, frankly, capable of it at this point.

Mew cannot be a good friend to Ray and Ray cannot be a good friend to Mew and that's okay.

[kennyomegasweave]

Ray is the worst character on this show and I hate this man like he poisoned my water supply and burned my crops. I don't even care.

This man is looking right in Sand's sad eyes and saying "but you make me happy" while still pretending Mew wants him and stringing Sand along as a backup option. He’s the worst kind of person you fall for in your early adult years because they don’t love anyone but themselves, but can fool you just enough that you fall for it every time, then hate yourself for falling for the obvious bullshit.

He really was out here trying to have Sand do his mandatory community service. I know he said he’d be there, but he wouldn’t be the one teaching the kids, which he even admitted. He’d just be sitting there watching Sand, probably after pregaming before, with doe eyes because he’s never actually worked a day in his life. He doesn’t respect Sand or his time in any way at all. He’s a spoiled brat that uses his daddy’s money, or whatever and whoever he can, to get his way.

I want to sit him down and tell him “Mew doesn’t want to fuck you. He’s only entertaining you because he’s heartbroken over Top. You pretending he wants to be with you because he’s constantly drunk and doing lines with you, when you know he has a problem with your drinking and the fact that you even do coke, is absolutely pathetic. And imagine doing all that, having Mew blackout drunk and high, and him still not wanting to fuck you? Embarrassing. He only even kissed you because he wanted to hurt Top and your stupid ass thought you won something. It would be sad if it wasn't so pathetic.” 

And if you thought this man couldn’t get worse, Mew’s been drunk for weeks (maybe? Ray's arm is fine and he's already been convicted of his DUI) at this point, is high for the first time, and puking in the sink, and where the fuck is Ray, who always so loudly and self righteously proclaims he’s the only person that really loves Mew, to take care of him? Forcing himself onto Sand and wrecking his shit because he’s an adult toddler that wants all his toys to only belong to him. And remember kids, he didn’t just cockblock Sand and forcibly kiss him while Sand struggled to push him away, he also called him a whore for the FOURTH time. I fucking hate him. Though I’m proud Sand FINALLY stood up for himself, even just a little bit, because Ray isn’t worth ANY of this sadness and drama. He’s not that cute, his hair is uneven, and he looks dusty.

Ray’s selfish actions, in having coke at all, being so fucking sloppy he's strung out on a couch at a party, and stringing Sand along for months, almost got Sand arrested. I hope everyone that wants this relationship to happen acknowledges that because god knows Sand, and the show, won’t. If Top didn’t bribe the cop, they both would have been arrested and we all know Sand has no money for any type of lawyer or bribe. So slow clap it out for Ray's complete selfishness. And what did Sand get after all that? Ray passed out alone, happily hugging a pillow.

Everyone calls him a burden because he is. He refuses to do a damn thing to change because he doesn’t actually hate his life all that much. And why would he? He’s a spoiled pampered young man that drags everyone (Sand, Mew, Cheum) down with him. And then he sobers up the next day and does it all over again. His daddy’s money always keeps him protected from any real consequences, because that DUI sentence was a slap on the wrist. Hell, even Top’s money protected him because he should have been arrested. And we all know if the tables were flipped, he would have let Top get carted off without a second thought for how that would hurt Mew. Because he doesn’t care about anyone but himself. 

In conclusion:

[if-i-was-a-cucumber]

my love for mew | only friends

to be absolutely frank, i was super hesitant to make this post because i’m a bit shy to make only friends (2023) content.

this is mostly because of its explicit nature? everyone on the planet has known that this is the Sexy Show™ (at least everyone in the bl community) and i’m very squeamish with that sort of thing. i’ve only been tentatively watching the show because i know it’s definitely going to be a mark on the community, just because of how popular it already is, but as a somewhat sex-repulsed asexual i sort of only started watching it because i knew it was making some sort of history, even if as just a small blip.

but omg i was wrong. on so many levels. and maybe i’ll make a post about the other levels someday, but for this one i want to talk about how wrong i was about specifically MEW.

1. mew as a character - my first impressions

six main characters in only friends, right? top, mew, sand, ray, boston, nick. basically everyone in this show has a “thing” about their except for mew. top is a sort-of asshole who sleeps around; boston is an even bigger asshole (like HUGE) who sleeps around even more, except he’s less rich; nick is kinda cute in personality but is actually a bit deranged; ray is needy and spoiled but everyone lets him get away with it; sand is responsible and tired of everyone’s bullshit, even his love interest to an extent.

but mew? since the beginning, all we ever got was “virgin.” he’s innocent, sexually pure. that really didn’t do it for me — meaning it didn’t intrigue me. i was fully prepared to go in and come out of this show with mew as my least favorite character, not because he was bad or evil or anything, but because he was boring. the worst crime you can commit in media is to be boring.

even his relationship with top, as the episodes progressed, was very bland. yes top was a cheater, but that didn’t quite affect mew’s characterization, other than that it reiterated that he was a little naïve in this field. great, more virgin mew. i just really wasn’t into this little perfect smart boy who’s never had sex before and is so sweet and innocent and kind to everyone that even his friend ray is in love with him.

there was a small beam of hope, though, in the episode 2 date with top. i liked his agency, i liked how he wasn’t so drawn in by top. and i especially liked the following line:

as quick as that hope came, though, it faded. that’s not what this post is about though, and i’ll get to it in a sec. for now:

2. book kasidet as an actor - my previous biases

before anyone says anything, this is not meant to be slander against book. the whole next section is talking about book specifically in the context of the characters he’s acted as before, not about him as a person. he is a great actor who portrays all of his characters exactly as they are. this is not really about him — the only real reason i’m bringing him into this is because he’s mew’s actor.

book’s only other main roles in a series have been as théo in enchanté (2022) and cher/laem in a boss and a babe (2023). which is amazing, considering how recently he debuted, but i digress. the point is, at least in the thai bl industry where i can probably recognize 80% of the actors in any given bl, who the actor is and especially who they have played in the past is really important to me when i watch a series.

forcebook has never quite been my cup of tea, in the least offensive way possible. i dropped enchanté on its first episode (because the plot annoyed me) and a boss and a babe on its second (i couldn’t get over the workplace unprofessionalism). i’ve never been super involved in the forcebook fandom, either. not to mention a part of force’s appeal is his physical sexiness and as an ace person, that really doesn’t appeal to me. what i’m trying to say is that i had no initiative nor care for either force or book as actors and had no previous attachment to them that would draw me to love their characters.

an example of this actor-bias working positively are a couple who are in this series: first and khaotung. the eclipse (2022) was one of my first ever bls and i absolutely adored it from start to finish. i rewatched it twice and have since gone through reoccurring phases of firstkhaotung obsession. and in only friends, sand and ray (played by firstkhaotung) are my favorite couple.

i won’t say this is strictly because first and khaotung portray them, because that’s not at all fair to how sand and ray are as their own individual characters and how much i love them as well. but i can’t say it doesn’t contribute.

an example of this actor-bias working extremely negatively was pond naravit from fish upon the sky (2021). i don’t know if i’ve mentioned it on this blog before or not but i have a very hate-love relationship with that series. for one, the approval of disgusting fan behavior icks me to no end and i can’t help but scream at mork in every scene of the later episodes; for two, mork’s disavowal of every one of pi’s rejections sends me to non-con city, without my consent. (and yes the above picture was taken out of context but mork deserves it.)

but on the other hand, for some god damned reason, i’ve rewatched the entire series not twice, but three times. but i’m digressing again. the point is that for a very long time, i refused to watch never let me go (2022) just because pond naravit was in it, and at the time, i thought i despised him because of how mork acted in fish upon the sky. of course i gave it a try and watched a pondphuwin interview or two and now i love him just as much as the next fan, but the actor-bias theory is real.

so, back to the original topic, a part of my initial dislike for mew was not only that his character was boring, but that i didn’t care enough for book kasidet as an actor or forcebook as a couple to carry me through that dislike. i really wanted mew to have personality, to have something special that differentiated him from a slab of cardboard, even if it was a negative trait.

3. the moment it all changed - only friends episode 6

the real meat of this post. the reason i’m posting any of this in the first place. it’s because i wanted to share the moment everything about my perceptions of mew as a character changed.

for a while i’d been thinking of mew as maybe a little more than the cardboard he appeared to be. he had some sense of agency, he wasn’t completely dependent on top, even if he did fall in love so soon. even if their romance had zero chemistry, at least mew was taking things on his own terms. i even supported him punching ray, at least in the context of creating character for mew, because that was something interesting that surprised me.

what really surprised me was THE SCENE. you all know what i’m talking about.

after mew’s birthday, after ray made a mess out of the whole thing and turned mew’s special day into a shitshow, after mew decided it’s okay and let’s spend sweet sexy time with my boyfriend, he pulls THIS:

AND WITH THAT SMIRK, HE PLAYS BOSTON AND TOP’S SEX TAPE RIGHT THEN AND THERE. I CAN’T TELL YOU HOW HARD I GASPED.

and then there was more.

their ENTIRE RELATIONSHIP DYNAMIC has changed. they’ve been building up the whole past 6 episodes of mew trying to be in charge but top always getting what he wants in the end, like with mew trying to take things slow but eventually he does sleep with top. mew having his own reservations about LASIK but top eventually convincing him to get it, making him physically vulnerable to top for an entire evening.

no matter how much agency mew is trying to garner himself, top always, ironically enough, ends up on top.

but here? right here? there’s no question about it. this whole evening, mew achieves the control he’s been trying to find throughout this entire relationship, and it comes in the form of his boyfriend fucking his best friend. you KNOW top has lost control because we’ve never seen him look so blank and powerless, have we?

but it gets better.

because mew wasn’t only in charge once he started playing the sex tape. he’s been affecting the mood of the scene since the beginning.

he hugs top when he enters the room and gives him a false sense of security. he even brings up ray. he lit that candle in the back just a moment ago. he’s literally and figuratively setting the tone for everything.

“when we fuck someone like boston, it’s hard to stop fucking them. don’t you think?”

top tries to isolate mew from ray again. he takes every chance he can get to insult him. and mew lets him believe that it’s working. (of course top’s insults also make sense in the context that ray was being an asshole that morning but we’re talking about mew’s characterization right now.)

and most linguistically of all to contribute to the change of atmosphere: mew is on top of top.

fangirls, fanboys, and fanneithers of the jury, i believe mew is moving up the ranks.

[monster-crave]

Cal - Chapter II (SFW)

Notes: This chapter was posted on Patreon last week, the NSFW version is available only on Patreon

Warnings/Tags: NSFW, monster x human story, dom/sub undertones, alien anatomy, size difference, domination, non-human genitalia, double penetration,, BDSM elements, mentions of slavery, mentions of violence  (not between lovers)

Word Count: 1407

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Darkness was what followed the journey to wherever the aliens were taking them. One by one, they were all loaded on what seemed like giant ships, but without the sails, and Maya could feel them being lifted off the ground. She was scared and uncomfortable, her experience so far had been like a part of a nightmare, a bad dream she desperately needed to wake up from, but instead, every sensation, every smell, every moment was so real. 

She was chained to a wall and could not even see if there was another human next to her. She was thirsty and hungry but didn’t dare speak. It was unlikely that someone could hear her, and she didn’t want to interact with one of these creatures. Some humans screamed and protested, shouted and cursed, but there was no point. If anything, the foreign invaders had shown they were stronger, more powerful, and didn’t care what the humans wanted or felt. 

Maya found it hard even to measure time. Did minutes pass? Or was it hours? The only reminder that time had passed was discomfort, the aches growing in her muscles, and the heaviness in her belly from the clutch of eggs he had left in her. She had done her best not to think about it mainly because she had submitted to the act, in a desperate attempt to preserve her act, but also the satisfaction she felt at the end…no, she should not think about that. What had happened was wrong, and she should be ashamed of this interaction. 

Hours or days later, impossible to say she felt the awkward ship hit the ground, or so she assumed, given the distinct hardness that followed the impact. She could hear more sounds now, others moving. Was it the strange lizard-like aliens or humans? It was so dark, and somehow her eyes never adjusted. Eventually, she felt her bonds being tugged, and she followed no resistance; Maya’s concern was that her bare feet would trip onto something, and she focused on that. 

Suddenly she was blinded. Opposite to the absolute blackness, now she was faced with the white spheres in front of her eyes. The tugging continued, but her bare feet touched what felt like stone and sand, so hot that it almost hurt. Probably the only reason her skin did not burn was that she was moving and didn’t stay long enough. 

Maya’s eyes started working. First, she saw the shape in front of her tugging her. It was a different alien than the one who had said he owned her. This one was very skinny and pure green in color. Then she started making more shapes around her. Hundreds, maybe thousands of humans being walked between these giant sail-less ships. In the distance, she could make buildings, some tall, almost looking triangular with significant steps on the ridges, others significantly smaller. It was hard to compare them to anything in her town. 

The alien pulling her stopped, and her attention came back to him. He was standing before the dark one that had taken her, the two exchanged words, and the skinny green alien checked something on his wrist. A device like a bracelet was there, but he touched it, and strange illumination popped. Eventually, he nodded and passed her bonds to the dark alien. 

“Where are you taking me?” Maya struggled despite her fatigue and the sun burning her skin, but no response followed. He walked her past more ships and into more stone and sand and blinding sunlight.

Cal has a lot of things to do, personal spoils to look after, money to collect, and some new purchases to make. But first, he had to deal with this woman he had taken as his own. A brand new experience for him, but he was determined to make it right. The woman had kept his eggs, given how many had done so. The Creed forbids eggs to be lost in alien worlds, and while it was amusing to watch the humans suffer, the punishment for them far was worse than a bit of discomfort. In a very short time, he had grown fond of the woman, she was attractive, and that had moved something in his predator's brain. 

The place he needed was the Training Master’s home. Dax was the best in what he did. There were many Training Masters, each one specializing in their trade - some focused on teaching humans how to do agriculture, work in mines or even fight for entertainment. Dax’s specialty was more of the pleasure kind, the man was the best in what he did, and he charged accordingly, but Cal was happy to pay the price. He had an excellent Raid. 

From what he could tell, he was the first to arrive. He walked past the tall stone gates of Dax’s house into his front yard, where the garden and the pool were. Xanton was a hot planet, the poles had tropical vegetation, but the further one moved toward the center, the hotter and less hospitable everything became. Plants were rare, and while water could be found underground getting to it was easy and expensive. Having gardens of the sort spoke a lot about Dax and his abilities. 

“The Master is in his workshop.” A female servant greeted him as he reached the door. She was probably middle-aged, her dark eyes pinned to the ground and her torso covered in a transparent dress, indicating she was a house servant. 

Cal had been here before, not for work, primarily for entertainment, but he knew his way around. Most Xant’lian homes were built underground. Nights were cold, which did not work well with their cold blood, but the ground kept the warmth almost intact, making it more hospitable for them. He walked his new possession through the long hallways and stairs leading deeper underground. Gold, plants, and electric torches covered his way. His new possession struggled, but few tugs, and she was back trailing after him.

He found Dax in his workshop, as instructed, a vast room at the lowest level of his home. The walls were covered with different restraining contraptions and cupboards. Further down, he could see occupied cages. Dax was a bit shorter than Cal, but his body was massive, his skin dark green with yellow reflections all over it. The face and body of the man were covered with scars and shiny golden piercings, which made him look more intimidating than he already was.

“Ah! Cal!” The Training Master turned around, and just now, Cal noticed that there was a human woman in front of him. Her hands were tied to a post pinned to the ground, and so were her legs. Her pose made her look more like a table, and judging by the way her limbs were shaking, she had been in this pose for a while. 

“Dax, always a pleasure.” Cal wasn’t lying. The Training Master was someone everyone got along with, probably because he provided valuable service and liked to take the gold from his customers. He was also damn good at his job. 

“What do we have here…” Dax approached his newest prey, and Cal saw her shiver seeing the other Xant’lian bulkier shape. “Straw hair, excellent, brown eyes…such commodity and admiration with our kin…are you going to sell or keep her?” 

“Keep her for now.” Cal wasn’t even looking at the scene. It was a typical transaction, one that sparked no interest in him. His eyes, however, traveled around the room, the various posts, cages, and training stations. Some of them had humans on them. Others were empty. Probably not for too long. Soon everyone will be here doing what Cal was doing.

“Anything specific you want me to do?” Dax’s hands were running over her body. It wasn’t erotic. It mostly looked like a medical examination, moving her hands and pushing her legs. 

“I want to handle the training. You do just the usual things. Mark her with my stripes, tracker, give her all the standard stuff that would make her suitable for her new duties.” Cal moved his attention back to his new slave. 

“Shock collar?” Dax’s hand stopped on the woman’s belly, feeling the eggs inside her. The human winced under the apparent discomfort. 

“Not for now. I want to give her a chance and allow her to win my trust.” Cal opened his mouth to imitate a laugh. 

[anotherblblog]

Only Friends is delivering on its premise of being messy cuz Lordy Lordy Lordy….

Mew (who I still find incredibly boring) is full in his bad girl jush and of course now he gives Ray a hint of affection and also he tries to “we both got played” bond with Nick to get some intel in Boston and is also giving Top just enough proximity and privacy so he can grandstand and try and swing back to hurt Top like he’s feeling hurt by Top.

Ray is just absolutely a toxic black hole. Like damn. He really really really don’t give a fuck about Sand. Ray wants to white knight and save Mew and have baths and the worst most ineffective shave from Sand. Ray is spoiled. He knows it. He knows Sand is doing the most for him and he indulges in it and encourages it and punishes Sand for it.

Boston is Boston. Although it would have been foul if Mew did expose Boston’s sex tap publicly and/or tell/show Boston’s dad. Mew ain’t that kind of girl to really go scorched earth like that. So yeah Boston gets kicked and punched and cold shouldered for a bit but that’s probably the extent of the friend’s punishment of him, save for snarky remarks.

Nick and Sand both need to watch the “stand up” girl on tiktok cuz y’all are both hella pathetic. Sand is maybe worse for actually feeling bad and trying to do right by these awful people. Nick is at least true to the bird behavior of staying fixated on Boston and only caring about that.

Cheum is still a hypocrite and not the best friend to have but, by virtue of her sexuality, not involved in the cheating-lust-love dodecahefuckdron of it all so she looks better by comparison.

Top is there sometimes and sometimes I don’t fast forward though it.

Wasn’t expecting Drake to have 3 appearances or be more involved.

I still want Mix to show up or be in a flashback as Boeing.

[peaceshire]

Oh FUCK honestly that would be such a good like, way for buggy to come to terms with/realize his feelings for crocodile on a more mature/romantic level? Of course he’s attracted to the man and revels in the idea of such a stud being attracted to and caring about his silly ass but to be /needed/ like that? To be put in a position of power where someone is /trusting/ him with their vulnerability? Oh that cuts DEEP. Maybe realizing (without being explicitly asked because crocodile would NEVER) that if their statuses were reversed, if buggy was big and strong and rich and powerful and important and feared and respected — and crocodile was a pathetic joke — (but yknow, they’re still themselves) of COURSE he’d want to spoil crocodile ROTTEN he’d give him the world, move mountains and— *oh* it just *clicks* like all these separate feelings he’d been finangling with his usual defense mechanisms snap into one larger picture finally

And like maybe it took so long because there’s a part of buggy that’s really insecure he wouldn’t be like a good /normal/ romantic boyfriend — he doesn’t know how to slow dance or write poetry or cook — and yeah. He doesn’t. But when he DOES try (and inevitably fail) he’s stunned when rather than being annoyed or frustrated or disappointed — crocodile is fully enamored, because he’s enamored with Buggy and he’s finally getting that personal intimacy — burnt breakfast in bed, corny poetry, hamfisted-analogies— and best of all (to Buggy) it makes him /laugh/ and it’s just so genuine and maybe even a bit dorky or unbecoming,

Also helps buggy relax into spending more private time together — he’s not really used to not being the center of attention OR completely ignored — so the idea of crocodile being in the same room as him when he’s concentrating on something else is intimidating, like now it HAS to be a performance

(And he absolutely paints some sort of “I LOVE YOU” “SAND KING OF ALABASTA” “HAPPY BIRTHDAY” esq message on one of the banagators and crocodile ADORES it who would EVER do that?)

UGH OMG the crocbug feels have my heart clenched so tight …. !!!!

The image of Crocodile happily eating the burnt af breakfast Buggy made him …

[zacharyleartist69]

In "What if?" scenario - Fay Kong is still alive and well and she has been raising DK III and Funky(Since DK II went missing, Fay and her kids have been waiting for him to come back.) and she even takes care of Diddy and DK III, Funky and Diddy all love and take care of her too.

Tbh I’ve been thinking about that for a while now, like how will it play out if Fay was still alive.

Well let me put down small scenarios:

She would totally support Funky’s relationship with Swanky and basically spoils Diddy as she spoils her own kids.

Fay would absolutely LOVE her in-laws, Candy and Swanky, like she would sometimes invite them for coffee hang outs or just chill at the beach.

She would still run the Bar that Funky originally runs, so Funky is a bartender instead of the main boss of the Bar.

She would definitely continue her performance with her sisters; May and Jay, singing their heart out until dawn.

She would also be not wearing much piercings since she is getting old herself, but kept the snake bites since she still thinks it’s cool.

Honestly, she would help Funky to get snake piercings if he asked to get some (Twins lmao).

She’s not overly protective with his boys since she knows that they can take care of themselves, but at some occasions she would be protective depending on the situation like airplane rides or anything that involves fighting.

Since she was around the Great War of Kongs and Kremlings, she has PTSD and grown an attachment issues. Sometimes it’s hard for her to let DK III to go out on his owns because it feels like it’s her fault that his dad, DK Jr, disappeared all those years ago because she let him go.

Everyday, she misses DK Jr dearly, so much that she sometimes cries to herself in the beach wishing for him to come home. When someone catches her cries, she just played it off like she had sand in her eyes. But when it comes to one of her sons, she can’t hold the lie and just cry.

That’s all for right now, thanks for asking man! 🫶