#still cant believe they put a flower crown on it

[greycaelum]

My shoujo ass cant stop thinking of kenma and masaki wit my baby sai...................

Kaleidoscope Series—Clouds and Mochi Chapters: { First Princess }

—Gojo Satoru X Wife Reader

𑁍 Genre: fluff, domestic life, parenthood

𑁍 WC/CW/TW: (1.7k)—/overprotective Dad Satoru, he's having a girl dad dilemma, lovey-dovey moments, fluff, overall domestic life, 3rd munchkins cameo, slight mention of jujutsu society, childhood friends—/

𑁍 A/N: Trick or Treat! And Satoru got the treat from his Baby Cat! In exchange for a stomachache~

Gojo Satoru... never in his life thought he would die this early...

He can't believe time has passed so much that his bones are starting to hurt when he moves or that his already white hair can get any whiter... or that—

"Love... I have never once doubted where our kids got their drama skills." You sighed, interrupting his monologue.

"Baby!" Your husband whined from the couch and stomped his feet. "She's just 13!"

"Exactly... Calm down 'Toru." You sighed and wiped your hands on your apron. You could see Kouki watching over his two younger siblings in the backyard... Satoru, on the other hand, is having a midlife crisis because of his first daughter.

Barefooted, he trudged to the kitchen and hugged you from the back, a petulant pout on his lips.

"I should have taught her to kick harder as a kid. Maybe I should enroll our daughters in an all-girls school instead. It's not too late y—"

You stuff his mouth with the mochi you're making, effectively shutting him up and, at the same time, calming him down. His ranting turned to munching, and his chattering mouth soon turned to a chin resting on your shoulder while you make snacks for the kids with a husband stuck to your back, hugging you like a teddy bear, asking for bites of what you're making.

You wiped your hand after putting the new batch of brownies you made in the oven.

"You know Saika would never intentionally do anything to make you disappointed. But she's a growing girl, a very good girl at that. Barring her from exploring will not solve the problem." You sighed and turned around to stare at your husband's pouting lips. Gosh, he never grew up from the pouting phase. "If we try to stop her from exploring, she might tend to be sneaky instead. How can we give her guidance if she doesn't feel accepted?" You smiled at Satoru, washing off his worries with your words.

"I know... It's just that..." Satoru blew out a frustrated sigh. "I don't want her to get hurt. She's too young for this, y'know..." He hugged you, burying his face in your neck.

You inhale a large breath and pat his back, empathizing with your husband and his dilemma for being a girl dad. You wonder if you'll ever feel this too with your sons... Or if your husband is simply just being the sensitive big teddy bear he is.

"Y'know, Love..." You trailed and took his face in your hands. "I hate to break it to you like this, but..." You chuckled. "Saika is just with her classmates doing a school project."

Saika has been telling you for one week straight how she's so excited to go over to her friend's house for the first time and do their project, something about some baking activity in home economics, which you agreed with delight. Satoru was also happy about it... until he asked who was her group partners.

"Masaki and Kenma and Iori, and..."

The rest of her partners were ignored the second Satoru heard familiar names.

"Masaki... Kenma?"

"Still! Did you see how that Chiba boy dared come to my doorstep every Tuesday morning to pick up my Cat? That brat, when he grows up, I swear when he grows u—"

You poked his cheeks with your fingers, stopping his plans.

"Baby, you see that?" You pointed to your eldest son, making flower crowns for his youngest sister while his younger brother kept climbing on his back. "You and Kouki have been watching over her since she was born. Do you think your son will be this calm if he doesn't trust Saika's friends? We both know how protective he is of her sister, and he knows Masaki because he goes to school with him almost daily."

You kissed Satoru's frowning brow, easing his temples while his arms remained around your waist, still with the bit of pout on his lips but not as hysterical as earlier.

"Can you blame me? I'm clingy with my first princess." Satoru sighed. "She was so tiny when I first held her. I was so scared if I breathed too deep, she would cry. She's so precious and fragile that I can't handle it. If she cries, it would crush me..." Satoru's words were muffled as he sank into your arms.  

"Mnnn... I know. Must prepare our youngest girl if you suddenly bawl out when she finally gets a boyfriend two decades later.

You didn't have to pull his face up to your eyes to know how Satoru turned several shades paler and sucked a nervous gasp against your collarbone. You saw your two youngest munchkins run to the front yard and the famous single-double tone of knock on your doorsteps.

He left you as quick as a bullet train and ran to the door where, as expected, his Cat was, holding a basket of sweets, and behind her... was someone Satoru would pronounce as his mortal enemy years from now.

Maybe because Masaki is the one he often sees, Satoru never really paid attention to Kenma. That was a long time ago. Saika was just a toddler back then, oblivious to what a 'boyfriend' meant, and took it too literally as a male friend.

"Papa! Look, I made mochi for you!" Saika's eyes lit up, and excitedly enumerated the sweet he brought home for everyone.

"Hey Princess, did you make all these? Lemme have this one~" Satoru looked in the basket and got a cheese stick, then praised his daughter for making them very good... that's a lie, it tastes like the Baumkuchen you threw out coz it was three days expired. But he can't possibly say that in front of his precious daughter, who will probably cause him to go in and out of the toilet later.

"Sir, good afternoon."

A serious voice greeted Satoru.

In his straight stance, hands behind his back and feet against each other, Masaki bowed to Satoru. Saika was used to this. Masaki would greet her Papa, and her Papa would grunt with the same constipated look he always had every time Masaki came into their home.

"Masaki-kun, thank you for bringing Saika home safely." You appeared behind Satoru with a smile. The kid looked up and greeted you formally as well.

"Good afternoon, Lady Y/n..." The young boy visibly softened his stance at your sight, but when he saw Satoru watching him like a hawk, Masaki instantly straightened up again like a soldier under his supervisor's stern glare.

"How about you come inside for tea, Masaki-kun? I made some baklava." You warmly invited, patting Satoru's shoulder in silent warning. Saika already went inside, calling her siblings.

"I... I'd love to, Lady Y/n, but my mother told me to be home by 3 in the afternoon." The boy looked a bit somber as he turned down your offer. You know his parents are stricter than others, so you cannot find fault in such an answer.

"Then next time, I'll make some milk pan. Saika loves those." You didn't miss how his eyes sparkled at your offer and the subtle scoff of Satoru on the side.

The kid waved goodbye, but just then, a rushing Saika almost collided with you in the hallway. She ran past you and Satoru towards Masaki, who was already at the gate.

You couldn't hear what they were saying, but based on the cellophane-wrapped baklava your daughter was handing towards Masaki, you could only chuckle and hold down the hand of your seething husband, dragging him a little more inside the house, just enough so the two of you can spy on the kids.

Your husband silently huffs and walks into the house, holding the basket of sweets Saika brought home, calling the kids to share the treat. Though you didn't miss how he ordered his men to watch over Masaki to make sure the boy reached the Chiba Estate safely.

Later that night, you saw Satoru talking to Saika over an ice cream, the two of them huddled up on the couch, playing some Mario Kart.

"Papa doesn't like Masaki, Mama?" Kouki, in his pajamas, walked closer to you, asking you to dry his long hair from the shower.

"You know your Papa, you'd never hear the end of it if it comes to boys." You carefully wring out the excess water from his artic tresses while he hummed and stared at his sister and father fighting over the last spoon of the ice cream.

"Masaki is better," Kouki said with a long look.

"Why so?" Oh? You quirk a brow at your eldest's remark.

"His family is a branch of the Gojo Clan, though the Chiba clan is a minor family, at least that lessens the complexity of explaining about normal citizens and sorcerers." Kouki huffs.

"Since when did my son start thinking of this stuff? Sweetheart? Is that all?" You chuckled and hugged your eldest, pinching his nose. 

"Of course, it also makes it easier to hunt him down if he hurts Cat's feelings," Kouki grumbled with a pout. Just like his father, thankfully, your youngest son is just a toddler, or else you don't know how to keep your three boys from guarding their sister like an apparition against other men.

"Mama! That's unfair. You didn't comb my hair tonight." Saika called from the living room as she saw her brother all fluffy and well-groomed from your hands.

"I can comb it for you, Cat!" Satoru added. Kouki soon joined the huddle, poking fun at his sister.

Needless to say, whoever tries to ask for your daughter's hand, they'll have to go through a lot. She is, after all, the first princess of the most important boys in her life... Just like that, you can't help but wish that if ever... she did find the man of her life, he would treat her as precious as you all have treasured her... Just like how her father has cherished you, or maybe even more.

Satoru chuckled and put down the comb.

"See, my Little Treasure is as pretty as ever!"

—GreyCaelum

PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME

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[the-s1lly-corner]

I'm back on my silly goofy haha bullshit once more. [This time with itward]

Itward with a reader who likes to make bread and tend to plants, maybe they make flower crowns and gifts for itward like bread and plant related things! [A basket made out of dead grass or handmade paper/books! Paper can be made from a bunch of weeds and just plants in general mixed with baking soda and boiled!]

Make sure to take time to rest, get water and eat something, such as a snack! :D

Itward x reader who bakes and does plant stuff !

LETS GO ITWARD FANS WE EATING TONIGHT!!!!!

God I'm so so sad that fran bow and little misfortune is.. not that popular <\3 or at least doesnt have a huge active fanbase

Which sucks because it deserves the attention! The game is amazing and did a lot for me growing up (comfort media am I right?) And you can tell the creators put so so so much passion into the games

Also itward pretty

Honestly until we are confirmed otherwise, I like to think that everyone returned to ithersta after the end of the game... and until more content comes out (iirc they are working on a DLC bonus chapter! Dont quote me on that !!) And disproves that, I am going to believe that itward raises fran in ithrsta

Anyways

Whether the reader is human or from a different reality, they're here in ithersta, too! Plus I think that's the most fitting place given the prompt :0

You and itward love baking together, often exchanging recipes and sharing tips on how to get the best product!

Imagine you two start a garden in order to be more self sufficient! Berries and veggies (get creative with the bread flavors!!!!) and the like are grown in your garden as well as some herbs and such! As well as other general plants that may be needed for whatever; potions, ointments, ect!

Plus itward just seems to be the type to be as self sufficient as possible, doesn't tend to buy things unless it's something he truly cant produce on his own..

Very friendly but asides from Fran, mr midnight, palontras, ziar, and the great wizard, and even cogwing, I dont think itward speaks to many people, given his introverted nature... at least according to the character sheet KMGs posted a few months ago!

Keeps every single piece of paper you've made for him. Compiling them all into multiple books! Keeps all his books in a little shelf he built in his ship... they're all kept neat, tidy, and dusted!

Ooouuugh he looooves when you make him flower crowns, loves slipping them around his hat and letting them rest on the brim of it

Dries out the crowns so he can preserve them for as long as possible... adds them to the main area of his flying ship, where the little shadow theatre thing is!

No thoughts only you two in the garden and he tucks a flower behind your ear.. looks at you with so so much love

You think his eyes can get all huge? Like cat eyes? Because I think so... his eyes get all round when he looks at you

Full of love

Okay back to the baking portion of this because I'm kind of neglecting it a bit, I feel

Theres nothing sweeter than baking something with your loved one, and enjoying your team work and company

I think you guys would have music softly playing in the background while you both work together

Maybe I want to rewatch fried green tomatoes, but you guys end up having a lighthearted food fight

Completely out of character for itward, but I think you can spark this silliness in him

Plus despite what the suit may imply, I think itward doesnt mind getting dirty... I mean he literally is an engineer! Bro probably gets greasy sometimes! Please help him clean the crevices between his bones

... that's another idea I absolutely adore and have talked about ^^^

Hold his hand and help him clean between his bones, please please he'd be so still and patient

#itward x you #itward x reader #fran bow itward #itward #itward headcannons #itward imagine #x reader

[ateez-ana]

America days 2018

The members of ATEEZ and Ana are in the middle of an intense dance class. Sweat drips from their foreheads and the music echoes in the room. They strive to follow the complex steps, perfecting each movement under the watchful eye of the instructor.

you guys are working very hard. you are a very talented group says one of the choreographers who is outside the building next to hongjoong who is waiting for the others to finish changing to go to the apartment to rest for a while Thank you, I am sure we will achieve great things.

And Ana… is an exceptional dancer. She has a bright future ahead of her. The choreographer does not hesitate to praise the girl, Ana is known for moving like water itself, she is a dancing machine, I know. She is an integral part of our group. Hongjoong does not hesitate to smile at the mention of the girl, Ana sometimes doubts her performance since it is difficult for her to think that she has to show what she is caple of in a group full of boys

Scary monsters:

they walk through a dark and gloomy hallway of a haunted house. The suspense increases with each step they take. Suddenly, a monster jumps out from hiding, causing Wooyoung and Mingi to scream in terror.

wooyoung is holding on to Ana Aaaah! I'm dying! Anyone listening to the boy would think he was being tortured.

Mingi who is hiding behind Ana juts keep screaming Save me, Ana! Please! This guy really thinks that a girl who is three heads shorter than him is capable of keeping him hidden.

Ana, despite her own nervousness, tries to calm them down with a smile. Calm down, guys. He is nothing more than an actor.

Yes, Wooyoung! They're just pretending! yeosang can only laugh at the boys' childish attitude

Wooyoung and Mingi look around, still shaky, but Ana's smile and Yeosang's jokes make them feel a little better.

.....

They find themselves in a water attraction, with water guns in their hands. Upbeat music plays in the background as they prepare for battle.

hongjoong believing himself to be the leader of the french revolution scream to everyone Prepare to get wet! Let us begin!

The members shoot water at each other mercilessly, laughing and having a blast. Ana, with her precise aim, becomes one of the main threats.

Ana points her gun at san Get ready, San! You cant get away!

San protects himself with his water gun, but Ana surpasses him in speed and soaks him completely.

You're a liar! you told me we were teamining against Johno but your words are not worth it!

Ana with a triumphant smile just said war is war San, you dont have friends in battle

....

They are in a photobooth, surrounded by extravagant costumes and accessories. They look at each other knowingly, ready to have fun.

yeosang took a pirate hat Look at this! I'm a fierce pirate!, wooyoung is putting on a pink wig And I'm a pop diva!

Ana laughs and puts on a flower crown. Ana making a funny pose do you think i look like a fairy

Members take photos with different crazy poses and comical faces, creating unforgettable memories of their day at Universal Studios Hollywood.

hongjoong is looking at the photos They are amazing! We're going to have to put them on our debut, Ana only look at him with a malicious smile on her face…. but why did you put on a costume if you already came dressed as a miniom?

While strolling along the Santa Monica Pier, they stop at an ice cream shop to try exotic flavors. Their faces of surprise and disgust when trying some of the most daring flavors cause laughter among them and the ice cream parlor's customers. Hongjoong, as always, is responsible for ordering the most classic and safe flavors.

On their walk, while they are doing silly things they start to dance a little freestyle, two young people approach them, which changes the atmosphere into a very fun moment between all the training.

Hey, I loved dancing with you. Would you like me to give you my phone number? one of the young boys ask her Ana, kindly but firmly, answers:I'm sorry, but I have a boyfriend. The boy looks around and laughs softly, is one of them your boyfriend?… Ana just nods. Hongjoong, who is watching this, is a victim of the boys' laughter and exaggerated comments. Wooyoung, wanting to bother him a little, just hits him in the shoulder while he laughs. You have competition and American, if I were you, I would do something before she finds Chris Evnas on the street. and run after him...

Hongjoong approaches Ana and takes her hand, smiling lovingly at her, with "a threatening look at the boy" Ana sees him confused… are you constipated from the ice cream?

.....

While they are walking, Hongjoong gives her a cute balloon in the shape of a dog that is doing a mime Here you go, Ana. A gift for the sweetest girl in the world. Ana smiles and takes the balloon, delighted with Hongjoong's gesture.Thank you, Hongjoong! Is beautiful!Hongjoong watches as Ana hugs the balloon lovingly and feels a little better. At least I can compete with a dog-shaped balloon.

#ateez #ateez 9th member #ateez fanfic #ateez fic #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios

[crowning-art]

TGCF SPOILERS

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH IS THIS A JOKE!!!?! I"M REALLY OUT HERE UGLY CRYING OVER A BAMBOO HAT???!!!

I ThoUGHT ALL THE EMOTIONAL PARTS WERE DONE!!!! DOWNFWJNWNFLWFNLW

Damn, this part wjnwkjfnwlfn, I think this paragraph speaks for itself

“You aren’t the God of Misfortune, but they would rather believe that you are, unwilling to believe you aren’t,” White No-Face said. “Once upon a time, you defied the heavens and created rain for Yong'an, yet now they won’t even donate a cup of water to you. To pierce you with a hundred swords might have been done out of desperation, but now, they’re not even willing to do something simple like helping you pull out a sword; they all found the task too difficult.

I know I already put my reaction up there for this scene but it deserves a second reaction:

The rain seemed to have stopped.

No.

The rain didn’t stop. It was something that was placed over his head, helping him block off that pouring rain!

Xie Lian whipped his head up to look, and saw someone crouched before him, pressing that bamboo hat that was on his own head on Xie Lian’s head.

…It was that man who was just cussing loudly at him!

IT WAS AN ACTION OF ONE SMALL INSIGNIFICANT MAN, ONE WHOSE NAME WE WILL NEVER KNOW AND HE DID AN ACT THAT WILL BE REMEMBERED FOR CENTURIES T-T IT WAS THE ACT OF A MAN WHO CHOSE TO PUT ASIDE DIFFERENCES TO HELP A FELLOW PERSON! IT WAS THE ACT OF GIVING UP YOUR OWN PERSONAL COMFORT TO PROVIDE COMFORT TO SOMEONE ELSE! IT WAS SUCH A FORGETTABLE ACT THAT SAVED MILLIONS OF LIVES NOT JUST NOW, BUT IN THE FUTURE! IT WAS SO SMALL YET SO LARGE THAT NO ONE PERSON COULD CONTAIN THE MAGNANIMITY OF THIS ACT I CANT IM ACC CRYING FROM THIS I CANT FONWOFINOQFNOEF

IT TOOK JUST ONE PERSON TO BRING HIM BACK! ONE PERSON OH M GOD I CaNt I cant my heart is so overwhelmed rn It's like suddenly the initial stabbing scene doesn't matter anymore, yknow?! There is still kindness left in this cruel ugly world, it's like no matter how harsh the land, there will always be a small white flower growing even when there is no water or light I CANT WJNWJNCWLNCLKW

“I SAID FUCK YOU!!! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, TO DARE TALK TO ME LIKE THIS?? I AM THE CROWN PRINCE!!!”

Upon his face, two lines of tears were already streaming down from his eyes.

One person. Just one.

Really.

Just one person was enough!

INCOHERET SCREAMING

Under the rain, Xie Lian was holding that sword up, and he said darkly, “As long as you use this sword to pierce me, you won’t be affected by the Human Face Disease.”

I. AM. LOSING. MY. MIND

'MY DREAM IS TO SAVE THE COMMON PEOPLE' IWBIWUBCC HE DIDN'T FORGET HIS DREAM I AM FULL ON SOBBING OFHWHFWIHFWHFW

Xie Lian had his back turned to him. “If a day isn’t enough, then let it take a month; if a month won’t do then two months, three months! If I can’t save ten thousand, then I’ll save a thousand; if I can’t save a thousand then I’ll save a hundred, TEN, EVEN IF IT’S ONLY ONE!!!”

AND IT IS THE SAME PEOPLE SHOWING HIM KINDESS SNJSSJSJ OH MY GOOOOODDD

Xie Lian didn’t receive the excruciating pain he anticipated, but instead there was a loud and clear, “YOU CAN’T!!”

“…”

He whipped his head over to look. The one who knocked that black sword down was actually that little water merchant!

Ok I am obsessed with this random old woman lol

The wife of that little merchant kept elbowing him, but when she heard that she instantly exploded, yelling with her face red, “MOTHERFUCKING BULLSHIT, WHO’S SHORTCHANGING?? COME THE HELL OUT AND SAY THIS TO MY FACE!”

ahh so he chose banishment of his own will the second time. I dunno why baby boi was so ashamed of his shackles. He should have worn them with pride. Honestly, knowing how they came about, I don't think any crown he could ever wear would be compared to the beauty of these shackles T-T

Also it's super cute how he's helping build Mu Qing and Feng xin's temples, like an act of paying them back all they did in the past. And also love how he's trying to get their followers to get along (foreshadowing him matchmaking them in the future mayhaps?)

My heart cracked a little (not that it wasn't already cracked enough lol)

Jun Wu looked at him intently, and after a long while, he said, “Xianle has grown up.” This should’ve been something Xie Lian heard from his elders. Unfortunately, his father and mother had no more chances to say it.

wait Jun Wu killed White-No face in FRONT of Xie Lian....what in the heck is going on?!?!?!?! I am the edge of my seat!!

THE WHOLE HUA CHENG SCENE WHAT THE HELL I CANT IT"S LIKE CAN THESE TWO CALM DOWN!!!!! IF YOUR DREAM IS TO SAVE THE COMMON PEOPLE MY DREAM IS ONLY YOU AND HE LIVED UP TO IT I WILL CRY I CAN'T PLZ COME BACK HUA CHENG I AM BROKEN BEYOND WORDS

He said to it, “I hope we shall meet again.”

Even after he had gone into the distance, that tiny, little red flower was still dancing in the wind.

The white flower and the red flower T-T

IT WAS ALWAYS ONE PERSON THAT HE NEEDED TO BELIEVE IN HIM AS WELL AND THAT ONE PERSON AS BEEN WITH HIM ALL ALONG I AM CRYING BDUFJDJDJFJFJFJFJJDJFJFJFJ I CANT FJCJCJJVJFKFKD PLZ DJDJXJJDJDJD THEY ARE EVERYTHING TO ME

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i did not expect the last 3 chapters to be so wild, but damn....book 4 was wild. I feel like a war veteran coming out of a long drawn out battle....that I finally won...after losing so many people. I am fundamentally changed as a human, god this was insane

....and there's still book 5 left (immense dread)

#tian guan ci fu #tgcf #xie lian #hua cheng #heaven’s official blessings #heaven's official blessings spoilers #tgcf spoilers #tgcf journey #ch 196-198 #what a wonderful end to a crazy chapter

[lizard-shifter-noms]

Still Subject To Change Epilogue

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Cant believe its the epilogue already!

SSTC is really coming to an end almost cant believe it!

i want to thank everyone that has read my story so far!

and i promise im not done writing ;)

have fun reading!

and as always reblogs are appreciated!

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It had been a week now since we had started living at the castle, and the protruding rock on the cliffside had quickly become one of my favorite places.

It was a nice sunspot too, as confirmed by a cat that had showed up sometime and then refused to leave.

I liked the cat, it somehow had no fear of me and even tried to groom my fur.

At some point I even followed it for an entire day as lots of people had said I looked cat like I thought I'd go and see what an actual cat did all day, that had been fun, and now I had a feline friend that sometimes showed up and tried to clean my fur.

While i had spent time with the cat Rikaad had found the papers that dictated how much taxes had to be paid by the citizens.

He was righteously angry at finding out that the wealthy people only had to pay two percent taxes while the poorer people had to pay up to ten or even more.

He immediately put it at five percent for everyone as he thought that rich people should not have to pay less than poor people who sometimes couldn't even afford to eat,  In the end he made it so that everyone had to pay the same percentage.

In his words everyone was worth the same, and that poorer people had to pay for everything while the rich just kept getting richer was not fair.

Of course some of the rich fucks complained while the rest of the citizens cheered.

He then told the rich fucks that complained that they could leave if they wanted,  but they had to leave their stuff behind and were not allowed to take what was considered ‘kingdom property’ whatever the fuck that meant.

Sometime after that the funeral for the old king was held,  almost nobody attended and i had stayed behind with Robin while Rikaad and Arthur went even if they didn't really want to.

To be completely honest I really hadn't wanted to see the corpse of the old git that was majorly responsible for a lot of Misery, and not just my own at that.

Instead I had Worked to renovate the shed for my Ardua form with Robin, that had been fun.

Another day i had helped Barsen out in the garden, 

He had asked for help in uprooting a tree that had rotted from inside out and was a safety hazard as it was near a frequently used pathway and could fall on someone.

I had ended up dragging the thing that was longer than i was tall to one of the walls where it was out of the way,  maybe they'd use it as firewood sometime.

And best of all was that now that it was warm again all the flowers had come back in full bloom.

I could only applaud Barsen as the Garden looked absolutely stunning with all the colors.

And Robin made flower crowns with whatever he was allowed to pluck, which meant he befriended Barsen on the basis of talking about plants.

Barsen had even complimented Robin's name as apparently he was named after his favorite bird which I found a funny coincidence.

While there were a lot of flowers in the garden, not a lot of them were blue simply due to the fact the old king had not liked the color,  maybe because it reminded him of Maringand.

But there was one place where i had seen a speck of blue petals, Which led to where I was now.

Standing in front of the cliff near the rock and looking at the spike with the tree on it.

I could see something blue right next to it and I wanted to get it.

Not for me of course, but I wanted to get them for Robin so he could make a blue flower crown. 

He said he wanted to, so I'd try and make it possible.

“Mrow?”

At the sound I looked to my right where a cream colored cat with rusty ‘boots’ and tail sat, she was looking as disapproving as a cat could.

“Don't look at me like that, i know this is a bad idea,  but i want to do something nice for my friend”

She just blinked and then walked away,  clearly signifying ‘not my problem’.

Eh, whatever, it would be fine, I had practiced jumping just for this and I wanted to get to the flowers before they wilted.

I didn't even know what kind they were so it was possible that they wouldn't bloom for long.

Taking a few more steps back until I felt a tree behind me,  I made myself ready to sprint like I had learned from the cat.

We should find her a name sometime.

Before I could start to sprint though I was interrupted by a now familiar voice.

“What are you planning to do?”

I looked over to Barsen and saw him standing there with a broken wheelbarrow on his shoulder, he really should get that replaced.

“You already know that anyway,  i'm trying to get to the spike with the tree and get those blue plants”

“if you are sure you can jump that far, just make sure to be careful,  and bring me a few with roots while you're at it, 

i might be able to plant them somewhere safer”

I nodded at him and he carried on with whatever he was doing,  hopefully finally bringing that wheelbarrow to get repaired as he had it like that since i've known him.

Making sure there was nothing in the way,  I readied my muscles and pelted over the ground towards the abyss that was the end of the cliff and jumped at the last moment,  feeling the edge crumble under me,  and near flying through the air towards the spike with the tree.

I landed perfectly with all four legs on the little island right next to the tree.

The flat top of the spike itself was shaped like a malformed and bent teardrop with the tree in the larger part of it.

But now that I was finally here I could see all the blue flowers,  They were bluebells, pretty big ones too.

Robin would love these, so I shifted back into my human form and plucked as many as I could,  half of them with the roots still attached like Barsen had requested.

I still left a sizable patch of them so they could regrow next year.

Gathering the flowers in a bundle I went a few steps away to shift back into Ardua form.

As soon as I did that i encountered a problem though,  i had brought nothing to carry the flowers,  maybe the cat had been right about looking at me like that.

Well, maybe I could carry them in my mouth? 

I've carried stuff like that before and as long as I was careful not to squish them it should be fine, right?

Welp, only one way to find out,  so i put them in my mouth and went to the edge of the spike opposite from the cliff face to get as much runway as i could.

Making sure that I wouldn't squish the flowers I ran across the limited space and jumped back to the cliff.

Landing with my forelegs on the cliff I tried to heave myself up before the rest of my body followed and failed as my hind legs tried to find purchase on nothing and almost fell down till I could put my claws into the wall of the cliff and hold on like that.

Well, that was really fucking close.

Climbing up the little distance I had slid down I was back onto solid ground.

Only to have the cat stare at me.

I just looked at her with an annoyed expression and walked past her,  making sure not to step on her, she really was tiny compared to me so i had no idea why she wasn't afraid of me.

Well, at least I didn't have to worry about spooking her on accident with my size as long as I was careful.

Now to bring these plants where they belonged,  carefully getting them out of my mouth I shrank back into human form, 

sorting the flowers by which ones had roots or not.

Finding Robin was easy, there weren't many spots he hung out and I knew for a fact that he was currently at Oakleys tower planting some herbs that he found out the winged man liked.

No idea how he managed to though.

Oakley himself wasn't there at the moment as he was busy sorting through his old stuff in the run down hut he lived in before, throwing everything he didn't need away and bringing the useful stuff here.

Yep, there he was, making a little space for Oakleys plants and pouring new dirt in a neatly stone enclosed patch.

“Robin! Hey! Looks good, i bet Oakley is gonna love it”

He turned his head to me and I could see a very big grin on his slightly smudged face,  he probably scratched his nose with his dirt stained fingers.

“You think so? Oh wait, where did you get those?”

He had jumped up as soon as he saw the bluebells I was carrying and I held a bundle upside down in his direction which he gladly took only to sit down and immediately weave them into crowns.

Yep, as expected, and judging by the wide smile on his face he was very happy about finally having some blue ones to work with.

“Where did you find those? Did you go out and search for them?”

Of course, he HAD to ask,  and now i had to tell him that i jumped over the cliff to that spike.

I couldn't lie after all, but maybe I could omit a few things.

“I got them from that spike with the tree, but don't worry i practiced jumping and as you can see im fine”

I would not tell him that I almost slid off when jumping back.

“If you are sure,  but you don't have to do something so dangerous for me!”

“Eh Barsen wanted some too, with roots of course, see?”

I held up the bundle that had the roots still attached.

“Oh, that's nice, but maybe you should bring them to him before they dry out and wilt?”

Looking at the flowers he was probably right, some of them had bent a little too much while I had transported them and I had no idea which ones were good to replant and which ones weren't.

And continuing to stand here wouldn't make that any better.

“Yeah, you are right, I'd better bring these to him,  hey you wanna try planting one too?”

I separated about five of the plants and held them towards him as he nodded, he gently took them and started putting his tools away.

“Well, i'll be off then, good luck with the plants and see you later”

He waved and put a few more stones around the perimeter of the garden before continuing to put his stuff back in the toolbox he got from Barsen.

Speaking of Barsen, where was he anyway? While he had the habit of finding everything in the Garden it was a nightmare to search for him as he sometimes just disappeared into the greenery.

Well, I still didn't want these to wilt so I'd better find him.

Going methodical might be best here,  so I would go back and see if he was near the rock anywhere.

He'd been there last i saw him, 

and it was likely he'd go back there to collect the plants he asked for.

And I hoped that at this point he finally went to get the wheelbarrow repaired.

Ducking under a branch back into the unobstructed space next to the rock I could see him, so I had been right.

He did come back to collect the plants he asked for,  and this time he was not carrying a wheelbarrow on his shoulders.

He turned to face me before i could draw any attention to myself, Once again a bit eerie but he was the gardener and probably knew what made the different sounds in the underbrush.

He smiled when he saw me and the bluebells I was carrying with me and I gently passed them along when I reached him,  but instead of once again disappearing like he did so often he looked at me with a serious face.

Uh oh, did I do something wrong? 

Did I step on some prized plant as an Ardua?

But it appeared that I was wrong in that aspect.

“There is someone in the main hall that knows your name,  your entire name, and he asked to speak to you.

He’s waiting somewhere in front of the throne for you,  you better hurry i have no idea how long he’ll actually wait”

Someone that knew my name? My full name at that? 

The only ones who I had told that were Robin, Arthur and Rikaad.

So who the fuck waltzed in here with the knowledge of my name?

Well, there was only one way to find out,  and I couldn't deny that I was curious as to who this person was.

And also ask how they knew my name, because that was very weird.

I knew I had not told anyone my name as there really wasn't much opportunity to since Fae blooded people were basically hunted for sport.

Maybe it was an estranged uncle or something? After all,  claiming to be related to a Fae Bastard was not something people would have freely admitted just a month ago.

Still wouldn't really.

But if the guy wanted to freeload on the fact that i lived in the castle i would tell him to fuck off.

I now had people that liked me for who I was and not because I was rich or whatever.

I wasn't even rich either, the only thing I got here was shelter and the occasional sweet treat from the kitchen.

Well, feeding something the size of an Ardua would get fucking expensive reallly quick so it was good that i could live off of sunlight.

But there were still things I could not resist, like cinnamon bread.

The loaves made by the Castle were really good though.

Speaking of Castle there it was, including the,  at least in my opinion, stupidly oversized door.

So the guy that knew my name was in there,  I briefly wondered what he would look like but since I was about to go see for myself that wasn't necessary.

Going in I could see that the room was almost empty, safe for Norrin who was talking to Rikaad and a few other Guards in one of the corners.

And of course the man Barsen had said that knew my full name.

He wasn't facing me, he was facing the throne instead and I could see he was tall and had long off-white hair.

Since I couldn't see his face I couldn't tell how old he was, 

but he seemed to be fit, an archer maybe? Or a dancer?

Maybe the off-white hair threw me out of the loop a bit.

But I could also tell that he was tall, very much so,  taller than Rikaad even.

I'd guess he was at least six foot something and he was clad in a weirdly sewn green tunic that had leaves embroidered on the upper part of the sleeves and light beige pants with sturdy boots.

So that was the guy that knew my name and wanted to see me, Well, I'd better greet him then.

“Hello, are you the one that wanted to see me?”

The man turned around and suddenly I wished Barsen would have told me beforehand that this was an Elf, an actual one and not a Bastard.

His pointy ears were even longer than mine so there was no doubt about that, and now it made sense why he was so tall too.

The strangest thing about him however was that he was the palest person i had ever seen and possessed a pair of red eyes that looked like dull rubies.

An albino then, huh, but on top of that he looked eerily like one of those expensive porcelain dolls that Noble children sometimes had.

Something was off about him though, but I couldn't say what,  just an inherent sense that something was weird about him.

His movements were graceful, but seemed overly practiced and his face was like an emotionless mask even as he smiled.

A perfectly symmetrical smile that did not reach his eyes and seemed almost painted on with practice.

He opened his arms in what was probably meant to be a welcoming gesture but to me it still seemed strangely puppet like and practiced.

Then he spoke in a calm and melodious voice, 

still smiling that weird and a bit unnerving smile of his.

“Hello little Brother!” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Well, this concludes Still Sunject To Change (SSTC)

dont worry im not so mean as to end a story like this!

this is simply the end of arc one!

there wil be a second one after a Hiatus (i need a fucking break)

it will have a new name and will start story wise right after this one. (the initials are B B lets see if someon finds out)

yes, there will be new characters including our pale Elf here.

Thank you all so much for reading, every comment and reblog means a ton!

i wish you all a wonderfull time and see you for the next installment of SSTC!

ask are open if anything in the story has confused you or just for general questions.

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ARC 2

#vore story #v0re #sfw vore #SSTC #lizards writing #sstc #g/t story #giant/tiny #extreme cuddling #soft vore #g/t vore #end of arc one

[blueberrycheesecakesblog]

when i look in your eyes i see the night rise

melancholy drips from your fingertips

you cant purify your heart or your thoughts

terror that reside beneath your rib will never leave you

untouched

un-disturbed

they arent good to you anymore

why are you always weeping after plucked flowers?

why have you stopped wearing the crown of the earth

is dying slowly not enough?

i know how people forget bout you

pain maybe is smth that'll never kiss you goodbye

where did you hide your memories

is it beneath the tree in the park

or is it hidden in the nigh sky among the stars, burning;

you are mosaic of a being

you and me, we were put in this world to live through the history and not be one while everyone we know is still around

I've noticed every little thing that your body does

from bitting your nails to gulping down air everytime someone talks to you with their voice raised

you came with a warranty tag

all the grief of your father gave birth to your mother

she wasnt so sick before you she believed once that her womb would be home to someone less reluctant someone more alive ;

orion carloto said that sad people can't fix sad people

so please dont try to 'fix' but 'be' with them;

the darkness that you were gifted

the hollowness of your body that you were given as legacy will always haunt you

till you learn how to let things fall apart sometimes or to burn down some towers along the bridges that you build with your skin ripped apart;

[twyllodrus]

Did you just say Beebo Day? December 25th, Beebo Day, when families exchange gifts and sing silly songs and discover that they can no longer live under the same roof?

#freydis eriksdottir #beebo #legends of tomorrow #lotsource #lotedit #lot 3x09 #my gifs #still cant believe they put a flower crown on it #(low-key wish it was a furby)

[goodvibesprompttime]

Okay okay okay- Ik I’ve been sending these in like, everyday but I cant help it- your writing is soooo good!!

I’ve been feeling more hermitcrafty lately and Ghostbur obsessed, so I wondered…

What would happen if one day, the responds stopped? Like would we get a Ghost Grian who has a little ‘pesky bird’ friend, what about a forest spirit mumbo? I’m just very curious if you have a take on that!

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🍄 anon, I love hearing from you! Asks make me so happy >w<

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Hermitcraft 7, I believe you're talking about- with the messaging train-

Ghost Grian and Fae Mumbo- I love that solidarity

Grian being the ghost of the jungle forests that comes out at night and haunts unfinished builds, scaring the builders, leaving behind birdy feathers or seeds, or even building materials. Whenever he visits, parrots flock to the spot and it sometimes puts building on a hold - cause disturbing the birds, or causing them distress, leads to the building being blown up.

When not haunting buildings or spooking his [mostly] living friends, Grian is wandering in the forests. Its really unsure if that was where he died and just... never came back(he was there before the hermits, got separated, and was just... well... there now, again)... apparently Grian doesn't know either.

Fae Mumbo, tho - yes. Something about the new continent changed him. It was subtle at first, just random leaves and moss appearing on him, flowers bloom when he walks - even on solid concrete. When he completely became a fae, he was a fae of the forests - moss and trees and the mushrooms under the trees, the creatures that inhabited it.

Grian wasn't used to another entity like Mumbo being in the jungle - and the pesky birds kept an eye on him for a while. But, eventually, they became friends cause Grian fell out of a tree spying on Mumbo as the redstone engineer was planting potatoes around the place. They talked, did hermit challenges with this funky little lad named Iskall, and there was the mayoral campaign - you cannot forget their son, Grumbot - Mumbo may be a fae, but he's still brilliant with redstone.

Grumbot is just a little more woodsy too. Grian picked so many flowers and bonemealed the ground so many times just to make a flower crown for Grumbot(and one for Mumbo).

When they lost the election, the two made Grumbot a spot in the woods, where he could be a funky little robot doing funky little robot things. Like farming, raising a pesky bird - and Grumbot has two bodies he can switch his conciousness to. His very big form, and his more humanoid small form.

He visits his fathers in big form (and they visit his big body a lot)

Then there was the Mycelium Resistance - Ghost Grian is just as chaotic as regular Grian, and a lot more defensive.

What do you mean mycelium looks bad?? What do you mean, Scar?? This is a mycelium island!!! Mumbo, tell him!!

Then Mumbo joins Scar and it's a tragic betrayal

It may have all been a gag but Grian wouldn't haunt any of Mumbo's buildings, and the fae was really worried- don't worry, they're still on good terms

The Mycelium Resistance was when Grian looked the most like a ghost who died in the swamp, and Mother Spore was chaotic as ever.

*quietly* god, there was so much that happened in hermitcraft-

#hermitcraft #hermitcraft 7 #hermitcraft seven #grian #mumbo jumbo #hc grian #hc mumbo jumbo #hc mumbo #c!grian #c!mumbo jumbo #hermitcraft au #hermitcraft 7 au #mycelium resistance #hermitcraft mycelium resistence

[le0watch]

i cant get this out of my mind so imma just type it out:

god au where the main characters of sk8 are sort of their own pantheon.

-Masai, Goddess of Fertility and the Stars. she gave birth to reki similar to the ways the old gods of north and greek mythology did- in unconventional ways. reki was born from a star, after masai touched its surface with her finger. reki formed inside, forming and being "born" just as the earth was created, and the sun came from the remenants of his formation. she wears a crown of tiny stars, and the edges of her cloak are dotted with the stars as well.

Children of Masai, lesser gods(still powerful beyond belief, however):

-Reki, God of the Sun and Warmth. reki is the embodiment of the sun, as well as the controller of warmth and heat. he controls the sun, similar to apollo, and makes sure that the earth revolves around every day. he is also the creator of fire, creating it while he was playing with the sun's surface. when people were formed, he gave fire to them as a gift. this helped people evolve drastically. he is constantly surrounded by a bright, godly glow, his eyes holding every color of heat and warmth. he has a halo of light over his head, created by his mother from the light of stars as a gift. he wears it proudly. he gives off a constant heat, proof that is was born from the star known as the sun.

-Koyomi, Goddess of Spring. she was born from a white cloud, warmed by her mother's touch. she came up with the idea of the first season on earth: spring. this was before the other seasons were created, and so many reptilians evolved rapidly under her touch. she is often found wearing green and pink robes, as well as a crown similar to that of reki's.

-Nanaka and Chihiro, Twin Goddesses of Summer. They were born from the petals of a flower, held gently in their mother's hands. They were small at first, tiny as a pair of seeds, and still have yet to grow into their full goddesshood. but that didn't stop them from "copying" their older sister's idea of a season, and they wound up creating summer, a season of heat and more heat. they asked their eldest sibling, reki, to help with the creation, and he gave in, but ended up sending a bit too much heat. reptilians continued to thrive beneath the sun's strong waves. they wear a matching pair of sun like crowns, gifted to them from reki, as well as robes of orange and red.

Nanako, Goddess of Space and Kindness. nanako was the first god or goddess to ever be born, and was brought to life along with the existence of space. she is the eldest of the gods, yet she is also the most kind and gentle. she existed alone in the void, until a nearby spark lit up, before bursting outwards, and masai came into existence with the stars. they worked together to create planets. nanako grew jealous of masai as she gave birth to children, but it was impossible for her to do it similarly, since she is not the goddess of fertility. she begged for masai to make her fertile for at least one child, and was told she could only give birth with the help of a mortal man. this is how she met and chose oliver, a mortal from the time just before the ice age, who was blessed with the most intelligence and wisdom over any other, recognizing her and treating her kindly. this is how langa was conceived. she too wears a crown created by masai, and wears a cloak as dark and unconceivable as the void of space, dark matter rising from it like smoke. despite her choice of wardrobe, she radiates kindness and love.

Child of Nanako, a lesser god:

Langa, God of Snow and Growth. though it may sound confusing as to why langa, god of the snow, also contains the ability of growth, it is not the growth of plants, since most die from his chilling touch. he is the god of growth in people and their abilities, helping to shape them and give them inspiration in whatever they chose to do. he is one of the gods that blessed mortals the most after his mother, blessing them with natural ability and adaptative personalities. he is also the creator of winter, somehow snuffing out the sun's heat from affecting the earth as much, creating snow and ice in the process. he has not yet met reki the sun god, and does not of his transgression, but the third season was created, causing the ice age the extinction of 90% of the earth's population. he is also the youngest of the gods, the others being born prior to the creation of men. he made himself a crown of ice, that is also snowing across his blue hair. he also wears a large coat, snow cascading from the shoulders like the fur of a wolf (he asked miya for the favor of creating wolves, and he stills owes a favor to miya in return). most of his wardrobe are blues, whites and greys.

Miya, God of Animals and Mischief. miya is the creator of every single animal that roams the earth. he started with the bacteria before he grew bored, and then created evolution, helping the animals to change into different variations of themselves, dropping different creations during the time before humans. he helped to make dinosaurs and birds and mammals and fish and bugs, until he grew bored of unintelligent creatures. he made human from the first monkey he saw, touching it with intelligence and watching it grow. he also loves to tease and prank the other gods and goddesses, throwing them for loops. his best friend, though he won't admit it, is the sun god himself, who enjoys partaking in his play every now and again. he has a wardrobe made entirely of the pelts of various unknown animals to humans, which are in the colors of purple and pink and green. he also likes to make a tail for himself. miya prefers to not wear a crown, but when he has to, it is a crown of bronze.

Kojiro, God of Strength and Wisdom. kojiro is the definition of brain and brawn, helping the animals miya made have both strength and the minor wisdom they needed to survive. when miya created humans, he asked kojiro to give the humans more wisdom along with the intelligence he gave them. kojiro agreed, intruged by miya's newest creation. he visits with mortals often, granting them strength and wisdom, or one or the other. he doesn't wear a shirt, much to kaoru's chagrin, but luckily, he does wear a pair of pants that are as soft as a cloud. kojiro wears a silver crown.

Kaoru, God of Art and Creation: every god mentioned above has at one point or another created something. this is the doing of kaoru, allowing them the idea of creating anything. he gifted it to each of the gods- some more than others (kojiro was given the least amount, as well as anoisuke), and brought art to the humans in their early stages, helping them reach their full potential of wisdom and creation. this led to humans becoming the dominant species on earth. kaoru was the one to create miya from the oil of one of his paintings alongside kojiro, and thus miya refers to them as his parents, much to kaoru's annoyance. he wears robes similar to the kimonos in japan, and he favors the japanese over most other humans, giving them many gifts of art and creation. he wears a golden crown atop his head.

because of this, kojiro and kaoru are often depicated together, and they are referred to as the patron gods of techonolgy, humanity's greatest show of creation with their wisdom. occasionally, miya is also depicted with them both, and they are recognized as the patrons of family.

Hiromi, God of Plants and Life. hiromi was the one that made miya and kojiro's ideas of life on earth possible. he created the first life on earth ever: a tiny, pre-tree plant. he gave it life, making it grow and breathe until the earth was inhabitable for the creatures kojiro and miya desired to create. his favorite creation of all is that of flowers. he made those with love and care, nurturing the first flowers to life with his hands rather than his godly power. he has a crown of flower petals, as well as a robe made mostly of flowers.

Anoisuke, God of Death and Despair. anoiskue has a long and twisted history with the other gods, and as such, was locked and chained to the underworld, where he could still properly preform his job of taking those who were meant to go. he is still a heavy subject among the pantheon, as well the mortals below. it is said that he terrorized the others of the pantheon before he was locked away, and even tried to kill the sun god reki, before the god of snow stopped him, freezing him in place. anoisuke had been planning to kill the sun god to put out the sun and throw the mortals into utmost despair, so he could drag them all to the depths of the underworld below. he also had a particular interest in the snow god, believing that with his power over cold, they could freeze the entire planet over, making it unhabital for any mortal. langa outright refused.

this was how the snow god and the god of the sun met, and eventually fell in love. the mixture of their heat and cold created the final season, fall, which presides on its own without the control of a god. one would think that they could be around one another often due to their opposing temperatures, but they would be wrong. langa is so cold that he could never experience heat, while reki is so hot he could never experience cold. when they are together, the mortals consider them the patron gods of love, and they are often depicted together, with the sun and moon merged together.

Minor gods (not apart of the main pantheon):

Oka, God of Trust. oka is the god of trust, making him popular among the true believers of the human race. he helps them to root out the toxic people in their lives, as well as those they can trust the most. he is also called upon to solidify promises that can never be broken, until the promise is fulfilled.

Tadashi, God of Servitude. tadashi is the patron god of past slaves, servants, and the blue collar workers of the human population. they pray to him to lower their work, and help them get through a long day. depictions of him are a lot of the time that of a black labrador retriever, the symbol of obidience in their world. as such, he obidiently retrieves the souls of the dead to bring to his master, the god of the dead. he is also known as the god of soul reaping due to this.

due to tadashi and anoisuke's close relationship, they are often depicted together as a warning to those working, as a warning to not be too submissive, or you will be undoubtedly taken advantage of. when a person wants ward off possible bosses who force them into an unfair working situation, they will wear a pendant of tadashi and anoisuke's combined symbols- that of a skeleton holding the chain of a dog.

???, God of Youth. this is a god that everyone has forgotten the name of, but refer to as Youthian. no one has a solid depiction of they, nor entirely what they truly are a patron of, but most believe them to be that of youth and the protection of children. this god is rumored to have once been the close friend of the sun god reki, before they suddenly vanished from the pantheon.

#oops this got out of hand #just created a whole story and world with lore #oops #wow i talk #sk8 #sk8 the infinity #snowgear #renga #langa hasegawa #reki kyan #miya chinen #kaoru sakurayashiki #kojiro nanjo #sk8 shadow #sk8 oka #if you know who i'm hinting at with the last god #you get a cookie

[diavolosthots]

Heyo! I have a request (you can ignore it if you want) so how would the brothers react to the MC making them a Flower crown? 👉👈🌸💕

I FOLLOW YOUR ACCOUNT FROM MY MAIN

USHDHWISUSSH *Lowkey fangirls*

THE BROTHERS reacting to MC making them a flower crown

Lucifer:

Awe that's so sweet. Hes going to take it, of course, because you made it for HIM but he's not going to wear it. It'll be hidden in his room somewhere where only he knows

Mammon:

If YOU think hes going to wear a flower crown that YOU made for HIM, YOU are absolutely right okay hes so soft and pretty now

Leviathan:

Aksajxhsja hes not gonna WEAR it. Hes going to put it in a glass case in his room and admire it from a safe distance so nothing happens to it.

Satan:

Hes going to blush and put it on but you best believe he's going to make you one too because hes nice like that

Asmodeus:

Oh dear how nice of you! You know it actually suits his outfit very well. How did you know that these flowers absolutely match his skin!?

Beelzebub:

Hes amazed that you can even do that. How did you get these flowers to hold together? He'll wear it like the flower prince he is

Belphegor:

Thats nice, MC, but he cant wear it all the time because he falls asleep in random places and then it's squished. Still appreciates it.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #asmodeus obey me #belphegor obey me #leviathan obey me #mammon obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me satan #beelzebub obey me

[tricewithaz]

Do you have any Zoya and Nikolai wedding headcannons I would really appreciate it

*screams* I DO I ABSOLUTELY DO

listen none of that bullshit of an ✨intimate wedding✨ they go ALL OUT its HUGE and theres a lot of food and a big ball and everything

Both of them wear white. Nikolai wears a typically russian kaftan with golden details and big sleeves, and also a sword cause decorative swords are my shit. He also has a crown that falls on his forehead its pretty and it makes his eyes shine.

And she wears an off the shoulder gown, with a sweetheart neckline and a princess cut with big skirt. It also has big long sleeves. She wears a big tiara too with beads that frame her face and fall onto her neck.

The wedding has reporters and photographers and all like, its that big. i mean irs the king of ravka getting married i guess it makes sense.

Everything is decorated in white blue and gold, with delphiniums and jasmine, the place smells so fresh and summery

Oh its a spring wedding. They have it at the palace cause fuck institutionalized religion idc. And its on a very sunny and fresh day 😌

He just!!! cant!!! stop!!!! smiling!!!! And everyone notices it. In fact him being so smily gets into most reports cause its dashing.

They hold candles during the ceremony (yes i did look up russian wedding traditions for this hi i didnt include all but i did add some) and the way it illuminates zoyas face..... saint like i say sAINT LIKE

her eyes look so bright (ah yes the esrrings.... they make it even better) nikolai cant help but spurt out a "im dying to kiss you" to which the officiant asks him to "be patient, boy! ".... this also makes it into newspapers and cronicles.

And when they kiss its so cute too cause theyre both so impatient for it, afterthe first kiss nikolai kisses zoya all over her face and shes so smiley and all

im thinking that decades after some of the most emblematic historic pictures from Nikolis reign are him and zoya kissing and zoya signing the marriage ceritifcate with him smiling behind her, as well as zoya feeding him cake with a knife

Their first dance!! its a rather animated dance he twirls her around and lifts her up and all and its full of cheers

He also dances with pretty much all of his girlfriends, genya first. And with some little girls too. And with his mom of course.

They cut the cake together and zoya feeds him a bit of it on the same knife and he gets all messy cause i mean look its difficult to est a whole piece of cake from a knife. And he kisses her after and she gets cake all over herself too but its ok cause it tastes good. She picks a bit of cake from the corner of his lip and eats it.

The party gets.... intense okay..... very much so.... lots of stories to tell...... not all are child friendly.... theres also fire

Everyone gets tipsy. Drunk Genya is a delight she dances around a lot, with everyone, like, generals, commanders, nobles, and she compliments them all and fixes their hair and is very chatty

Of course she lets embarrassing stories about nikolai and zoya slip out "no colonel you dont understand i used to erase love bites from the kings chest back in the day" "well miss petrova the new queen seems uptight but ive seen her breasts probably more than anyone else in this room has, shes just like that with a couple of drinks on her, unlike me" "i know the king seems brave but if you put a spider in front of him hell scream like a 5 year old trust me ive seen it myself"

Tamar also talks a lot about their endeavors some of which shes included in. The kids seem fascinated by her and admire the king and new queen even more than before.

Young girls chat about how they wish they were the queen right now cause everything is so dreamlike and they seem so in love.

Nikolai eyes leoni and adrik cause adrik has gotten a bit drunk and hes reALLY trying to dance with leoni and shes just laughing and "oh saints they kiss" both he and zoya feel so proud of them

a couple of drinks in zoya steals sweets from everyone 😔 she feeds a couple to nikolai too

At some point nikolai and zoya just disappear 😶 but the party continues and it gets even crazier

But Nikolai and zoya share one last dance far from the party surrounded by flowers and a chilly breeze. At this point her shoes are off and shes holding her crown in her arm, she rests her head on nikolais chest and his heart is pOUnding. She cant quite believe this isnt a dream.

And she tries on his crown 👁 it looks weirdly good

Oooh she also keeps her last name. Welcome to the Lantsov-Nazyalensky dynasty?

Now that shes officially a queen she jokingly orders nikolai and the triumvirate around, starting at the wedding "tamar as your queen i order you to bring me more champaigne" "david im signing a law right now for you to cut your hair every month"

he does it to nikolai too the next morning while still in bed shes like nikolai as your queen i order you to bring me a tea and bath salts will ya and hes like ok but as your king i order you to give me a kiss 😌

The next day everyone is reading the cronicles of the wedding like its the most engaging romance novel ever cause its just!!!! so cute!!!! Theyre thE STANDARD

#ask #ask box #answered #zoyalai #nikolai lantsov #kos #grishaverse #zoya nazyalensky #hc

[only-in-december]

Chapter 3 of "I'M GOIN'..." is done! Here's the AO3 link. Or read it below. (...Or don't read it at all. I'm not your mother. Do what you want....but don't forget to brush your teeth. And get a decent amount of sleep. And brush your hair. And-)

I'M GOIN'... Chapter 3: "Friendship"

Danny went home after a couple long days in the hospital. He was glad to be home. The very first thing he did was run to his bedroom, jump onto his bed, and look up at the stars on his ceiling. He heaved a heavy sigh, naming the stars, looking for his favorite constellations. Maybe things would be back to normal soon.

He was just beginning to believe that things were still normal, that things were safe, when suddenly his arm fell through his bed. A yelp escaped him as he pulled his arm back out of the mattress. "Danny? Are you okay?" Jazz poked her head into his room, her eyebrows knit in concern. "Is something wrong?"

"Everything's fine Jazz." Danny scowled lightly and crossed his arms over his chest. He really hoped that she didn't see anything. "I just want some time alone if you don't mind."

"O–okay." Jazz's eyebrows somehow managed to knit together even tighter. "I'll leave you alone for a bit then." She looked a little hurt, and plenty worried. But Danny didn't really care. He was too caught up in his own panic, because as Jazz left the room, his legs both seemed to vanish.

He stopped himself from screaming, and tried to make his lower-half visible again. The issue was, that Danny didn't know how to control what was happening to him.

Danny was panicking. He changed. He was different. He wasn't himself anymore. There was a flash of white light, and then he was different. He could feel it. See it. And sense it all at once. And he didn't know how to change back.

He was practically touching the ceiling and curling in on himself because he was freaking out.

Then his bedroom door opened. And shut. So quickly he almost didn't notice. There in front of him stood Sam and Tucker, looking concerned.

Danny suddenly turned back to normal, and fell hard on his bed. His panic didn't die down though. "Guys! I….it...just"

"Danny, calm down. It's okay. We're here to help." Tucker sat on Danny's bed, and put a hand on his knee. "Best friends don't leave best friends to deal with sudden mutations on their own." Danny looked over at Sam who nodded her agreement.

"We're not going anywhere."

"W-what am I?" Danny's choice cracked. "I'm not–not completely human anymore. I can–I can tell. I can feel it when I change. So what am I?" Sam and Tucker shared a concerned look.

"We'll have to figure that out together." Tucker scooted closer to Danny, and elbowed him lightly. "I'm sure your parents have something that can tell us what's going on."

"Y-yeah. You're right." Danny nodded.

 

Tucker handed him a small acrylic pin. It looked like a classic alien head, and the bottom said 'out of this world.'

"I thought you were gonna stop with the pins for a while Tuck?"

"After everything that happened, I think this is a justified purchase." Tucker said with a shrug. "Plus Sam brought you a couple things too." Sam stuck her tongue out at Tucker before tossing a plastic shopping bag at Danny.

"Here. For your collection." Danny looked inside and saw four 'Ghostie Energy' cans in bright colors.

"Thanks. You guys rock." Danny smiled softly at his two best friends, and gave Tucker a half-hug. "Let me put these away, then we can raid the fridge downstairs."

Getting downstairs proved to be a slight challenge, when Danny's left leg suddenly fell through the second step. He almost fell all the way down, luckily Sam and Tucker had fast enough reflexes to catch him before any real damage was done.

Danny's parents were both in the kitchen working on some new project. It looked like a handheld computer of some kind. "Hey Dad, we're gonna get some snacks from the fridge and play some video games in the living room, okay?"

"Alright Danno. Just try not to make a mess okay?" Dad looked up from the blueprints he was studying.

"Sure thing Dad." Danny flashed a smile at his Dad as he opened the fridge up.

"Danny, could you Thank your friend for calling an ambulance for you after your accident, for me?" Mom had her goggles pulled down but Danny could still tell she was looking directly at him.

"Okay. Guys my mom says thanks." Danny said distractedly as he grabbed more snack foods from the cabinets.

"No, your other friend. The athletic one." Dad chimed in while writing a note.

"Athletic one?..." Danny almost dropped his armload of snacks when he realized who his parents were talking about. Then it hit him, he realized the one thing he had been trying not to think about. Kwan. Saw everything. Kwan saw what happened to him! "You mean Kwan?" Danny managed to choke out. "He's not really a friend. He was probably here looking for Jazz."

"Still. Make sure to thank him for us." Mom smiled sadly. "I don't know what we would have done if he hadn't called for an ambulance." She shuddered, and Danny nodded.

"Yeah okay." Danny nudged Tucker on the arm and handed him some of the snacks. "We'll be in the living room. We might head back upstairs in a little while though."

"Alright. You kids have fun!" Dad said, with a slightly distracted wave.

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Meanwhile, Kwan tried not to think about everything that had happened at the Fenton's. Over the past few days he had been mainly attempting to pretend that it hadn't happened, and that he has been in no way involved. Although that didn't really happen, because The A-List inadvertently "adopted" Jazz into their group...at least tentatively.

Kwan looked up as Dash entered through his front door, dragging along a slightly confused looking Jazz. "Hey, Kwan." Dash tossed a football softly at him. "You wanna hang? The other girls already packed an entire picnic." Kwan couldn't help but grin at that.

"That sounds great actually. But, when did Star have the time to pack a picnic?" Kwan and Dash both knew that Paulina wouldn't pack anything herself unless she was forced to, and Val was absolute trash in the kitchen. Dash shrugged.

"No clue. 'Lina just called me about half an hour ago, and asked if we could all hang and have a picnic, I said sure, got Jazz, and now I'm grabbing you." Dash grinned as they started making their way toward their usual picnic spot in the park. (Luckily Kwan lived close by.)

As they reached the picnic spot the rest of the girls were all doing their own things. Star was weaving together flower crowns, Paulina was reading a fashion magazine, and Valerie was laying on her back on the picnic blanket, watching the clouds.

"Hey! Did we miss anything exciting?" Kwan skipped a little bit as they got closer.

"Nah. Star made PB&Js for everyone except 'Lina." Val said, sitting up to make room on the picnic blanket.

"No worries though! I made her a very nice sunflower butter and honey sandwich." Star dropped the flower crown she was working on and leaned over to hug Paulina.

"You guys do this kinda thing often then?" Jazz asked as she sat down.

"Not all the time, but whenever we get the chance." Kwan told her, he sat next to her and smiled. "How's your brother doing?" He didn't want to think about all the things that happened, but he did want to make sure that the Fentons were all doing alright.

"He's doing better, thanks for asking. He's back to kicking me out of his room, only talking to his friends. So that's a big plus." Jazz gave a half-hearted shrug.

"I'm so glad things are getting better!" Star beamed. "If you need anyone to talk to, you're welcome to talk with us." As if to prove her point, Star placed the crown she'd been working on, on top of Jazz's head.

Kwan looked over at Dash and Paulina, he knew those two worked hard to make sure the A-List was only the most popular kids in Casper High. Dash looked uneasy, and Paulina looked like she was working out who could possibly be bumped out of the group. While Jazz and Star kept talking about the picnic, Kwan pulled Dash and Paulina aside to discuss it.

"Guys. I think it's fine. We don't have to be an exclusive group. Plus, we all know that Jazz is cool. No one would question her hanging with us." Kwan kept his voice low.

"It's not her that we're concerned about." Dash admitted softly. "Her parents really take her down the social ladder." The football star sighed. "I just don't know if she's got enough to stand on her own in the social climate."

"Plus she's just a tad nerdy." Paulina wrinkled her nose. "We don't want nerds. That takes us from the A-List, to like… the F-List."

"Guys. She isn't that nerdy. Plus we've all needed her help with homework plenty of times." Kwan defended. "She's good at moving between social groups anyway. So we don't have to make her an official A-Lister. We just need to be open to talking with her in public." Dash and Paulina still looked unconvinced. "We have been hanging with her for the past few days already. We brought her along on a picnic for goodness sakes! Get a grip! We're the only ones who care about social standing!" It took everything in him not to yell. Kwan had to stop and take a deep breath, otherwise he might have snapped.

"Kwan. We can let her join peripherally. Anything more than that and...you know how it is." Dash held his hands up in surrender sign of mock surrender.

"Dash. You're my best friend. I would jump off a bridge for you." Kwan narrowed his eyes. "But if you're lying to me. If you don't put your best effort into making this work out. I'll step down and let her take my spot on the A-List." Kwan didn't know where this was coming from, but he did recognize that Jazz needed friends. Especially right now.

"I'll do my best. Let's get back to the picnic and have some fun." Dash lightly punched Kwan on the arm, and Kwan relaxed. He knew Dash would keep his word, he may have overreacted a bit.

@i-cant-go-ghost

#danny phantom #danny fenton #fanfic #jack fenton #information interception: a kwan au #in between fudge and needlepoint: a jack fenton au #Kwan #jazz fenton #dash baxter #star #paulina sanchez #valerie gray #the A-List

[smndragon]

Hello, I know I haven’t been following your account for too long but you’re one of my fave accounts. You really put a lot of effort and offer your resources/knowledge/time without hesitation which I feel often times other creators don’t really have the opportunity to do. Thank you for your dedication because I’ve found your posts really insightful and they’ve been really helpful in expanding my knowledge <3

I also wanted to ask if you were offering readings atm because I was really interested in receiving one from you! If not, it’s okay! <33

[ Big Six :

Sagittarius ↑, Scorpio ☀︎, Leo ☽

Virgo Venus , Capricorn Mars, Sagittarius Mercury ]

I hope you’ve been doing well and I hope both sides of your pillow is cold !!! <3

Also, Idk if you watch anime but if you could recommend one one of your faves I’d really appreciate it! :,))

If you don’t mind me asking, I was wondering how many years you’ve been studying Astro considering the amount of knowledge you have. I’ve been dabbling myself but I find it intimidating. ESP when it comes to the complexity of birth charts because of all the different variables you need to consider.

Thank you for taking your time to read my ask! I really appreciate your consideration!! <3

You had me over here looking up "what does atm mean in text" like a grandma on Google 😭😭 I really couldn't figure that out I thought of the money atm. Thank you for saying all this though! I do try to take time even if my fingers have to hurt for it. I'm glad you're learning a bit from them or opening your mind to it! Glad to be one of your favs!

An anime recommendation is probably sword art online. It's a basic but I really like it I've watched all the seasons at least 5 or 4 times. Either that or possibly is it wrong to pick up girls in a dungeon I think it was called. I haven't watched anime in a while to be honest. Learning wise and growth I believe movies like Mirai and flavours of youth on Netflix are very sentimental and leave you touched.

I've been studying only since early 2021 really maybe mid? I started by Tumblr actually, I got the app because I wanted to read more fanfic sites and explore more and I got into more astrology here. I already was interested before then for years but I never actually looked so far into it until then. I actually only learned by readings posts every day I would look up "astro observations" and just read for as long as I could. I took a few people's charts that are long dead by now to compare and analyze since I liked them so much. I learned everything here and still am. I actually recently got back into the astrology side, I took a break to read more into other things. The rest I get are based on feelings and easy searching, I'm sorry I can't really explain it too well. Most of the stuff I learned was from @d4rkpluto @saintzjenx @hillarysss and @ilyneptune I believe is somewhere there either that or it was for pile readings which they have really good ones!

It's like 5:36 in the morning I haven't slept at all but I feel great so let's do your reading! Hm, Scorpio sun, Leo moon, and Sagittarius ascendant. We have the same ascendant which makes me happy! I didn't save so a part got deleted but I saw a girl with lilies on her head immediately, like a sort of crown. It reminded me of Hans Christian Andersen because he once made a flower crown and placed it on someone's hat making them mad after finally finding it💀 this girl reminds me of a time that seems so long ago now. She smiles at nothing and laughs at air, as if she sees things no else had dared speak to. Children are walkways wonderful because they have these gifts, to see things we cant. Possibly 'imaginary' friend when you were younger, or you spent time just pleasing yourself easily.

The first sign that talks to me is the Leo moon, the Scorpio wanted to speak but the Leo was very loud. It feels so touch starved to me which ain't bad but lord both it and the Scorpio sun are. Possible manifestation abilities. They aren't strong but you're able to do it anyone is, whatever you want in life must be looked brightly at, it's okay to have dark days but return that dream and wanting image to your sun and it will become as close as true as out world allows it. The flower crown I saw makes me think there's an Innocence and purity in you that still stand today, never changing. The flowers are the manifestation of this Innocence and this need to be that ways somewhere in you. Possibly fear of expectation and somehow losing that part of you to something in the future. You shouldn't be afraid of what happens, things will change sadly, we can never change that and as people we have to accept it even if it gets dark. Unless this will deeply harm you it's time to let go. Tell that younger you or someone that they cna be free, to be a with all the friends they were with when they were younger. Ik that wasn't a full reading but that's what I got from either your Leo or Scorpio. The Leo wants your joy to be brought back, but not in the form of the fear of losing something. "I'm here" "it's okay" they held you at your darkest moments and will continue to do so. I feel they'll be there especially when you're older, telling you it's alright to let go of the life you once had. (Dark theme sorry but it is what happens to us all in the end) their home is in you, every part I see, the physical body comes out when you need her, a dirty blonde with a white plain shoulder and neck showing shirt, with a plain but modern skirt thin material. They have brown eyes, the eyes of a mother really, with a broad and flattens at the nose. A few dots on the sides of their eyes or face. Aura color is a wheat yellow.

The Scorpio sun is very wanting, jealous of being ignored at times. It wants some things so wholly it hurts. The domain of the Scorpio is a dark and warm place, sweat falls down my forehead as if I'm being boiled to a roast. I want to hold the Scorpio sun, it feels ignored by people. Scorpios are every sympathetic people deep down, they crave affection and reassurance, when not given they cna form unhealthy habits. Not to say you're suffering from this too harshly it's just your Scorpio needs to be cared for at some point, drink a cup of tea or something soothing, talk to your Scorpio and let it talk back, in the deepest parts of your mind they are there always and forever, waiting to recover with your strength and company. Aura is brown and radiant black splotches here and there. Possible placements are the neck, or left shoulder. Body is in the form of a bulked Scorpion, brown shelled. You may possibly have longer nails or well shaped ones. Been complimented on your hands or had them called small which was annoying maybe.

The last of the signs is the Sagittarius ascendant. It take the form of a human, has a long tail though, reptile like. It adores the space you allow it. It roams the chest area, pillows and blankets cover the room. The Sagittarius isn't lazy, it's just overworked they don important things for the body, they care for your muscles and heart. Making sure it has steady beats. They keep you as active as you could be. Enough to keep you healthy. The room is plain with white walls and tan yellow carpet. The Sagittarius takes chalk and writes on the walls "plans" "action" weird words to put down but they keep writing, I also them what they're doing but don't really get a reply. Nothing left here.

Characteristics: small hands well shaped nails, brown hair?, Style is kind of alt if or neutral. Hoodies, jeans, skirts occasionally, the not too extreme chokers, bracelets, slight makeup or none. Because of the Sagittarius I would like to say tall and slim, but I have that and I sure am not those💀 possibly could still work though. I think short though honestly. Sneakers. Binders and folders in school or home. Filled with ideas and things. Brown or green eyes.

Soulmate/ future relationship: (it in one now ignore or keep reading) I see you both planning stories and all kind soft things, laying down pointing to journals and books of your things. You guys don't laugh often but you do show affection in smiles, kisses, hugs, and closeness. I feel they won't fully kiss you until you age to grab their face or after the 11th date🙃

Possible zodiac influence in your life around you: Scorpio Mars, Gemini Venus, Libra

Future/health: nothing much here possible accidents involving phones be careful and lay attention, may crack or break it soon.

[yuuri-nsane]

Bloom [Part Three]

Fandom: Yuuri On Ice

Ship: Viktuuri [Viktor Nikiforov x Katsuki Yuuri]

T/W: noooone, but please tell me if you think there are any i should add! thank youu

Summary: Prince Nikiforov and Yuuri Katsuki are met with two inexperienced guards? Whatever might happen next?

[Part One] [Part Two] [Part Three] 

a/n: kjsdksg I CANT BREATHE THE THIRD PART IS HEEEEEERE - im very sorry i was going to post this like two days ago but i just kept pushing it back??? btw there isnt that much action soo uhh... anyway this series is dragging on a lot longer than i thought it would but its so much fricking fun so i hope you all enjoy this! thank you so much!

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"I told you I heard something!"

Viktor jolted in fright, whipping his head round to the commotion that had appeared uninvited. His face a clear portrayal of scepticism and slight irritation, as he watched the newly affronted guards catch their breath for but a moment.

One had an accusing finger pointed at Yuuri, an expression of incredulity plastered messily on his face. He seemed more doubtful of the situation than anybody else, as if he were expecting the younger man to disappear right before his eyes.

He began to ramble, his voice screeching frantically as he bounced on the spot. The guard ignored Yuuri's obvious agitation, whether to his knowledge or lack of, and began hurling questions one after another.

"Who are you?!"

"What are you doing in the kitchens at this hour?"

"You-You're not a thief, are you? Or a ruffian? Or, oh God, not an assassin - please don't be an assassin-"

The other guard stood, stoic and seemingly unbothered. He closed his eye in what looked to be hushed ire, before sighing and opening them again. He quirked an eyebrow at the shorter man before him; Yuuri looked away swiftly from both guards - humiliated and looking quite ready for the night to end.

The reserved among the two soldiers had an analytical gaze meander from the shorter male and along an outstretched arm. He seemed to realise what his partner had failed to notice: there was not one, but two people currently in the scullery.

The indifferent guard slowly looked upward, meeting another gaze. 

He gulped, quite obviously.

Viktor noticed this soldier's sudden reaction - now smug and awaiting.

"Leo," the stiff man began softly, eyes wider than saucers as he attempted to gain the other's attention. It did little to do so nonetheless, as Leo's one-sided confrontation with Yuuri was still ongoing.

"Leo," he tried again - a more stern edge in his voice, accompanied by a gentle yet simultaneously harsh shove.

Leo simply ignored his partner, still fixed entirely on Yuuri.

"Leo!"

That, caught the over-eager male. His head whirled to look at his companion, uncertainty all but scribbled onto his face at the panicked cry that had evaded the room.

"Seung-Gil Lee," he finally acknowledged, "What is it?"

Seung-Gil Lee, or Lee - as we'd discover in a moment, raised an all but shaky hand, palm faced upwards and directed at Viktor.

"It's the prince. The crown prince. It's Prince Nikiforov," he all but babbled, a stark contrast to the calm and aloof character he had first presented.

There was a deafening silence before Leo turned to Viktor, his expression morphing into absolute terror.

Viktor let out a little chuckle - his extended arm coming to rest at his side. He threw a devious look at Yuuri, who was still frozen beside him - a look that screamed 'watch this'.

Viktor noted the tiny choke that left Yuuri's lips - truly a magical sound.

"Lee. Lee, tell me this is a dream. Tell me I didn't just do that in front of Prince Nikifo-oh my God, your majesty, I am so sorry!" Leo pinched himself mid rant, his pain shown in his loud exclamation and sudden blasphemy. He bowed unceremoniously, a clumsy action that nearly had him tumbling face first into the tiled floors of the kitchen.

He stayed there for a second, before noting that Lee was still stood straight - stiff and still in shock. He made a grab for his partner's back, pushing his palm flat, and forcing the other into a rapid bend.

"Ah, your-your highness! We didn't-we didn't realise-!"

The crown prince held his hand up, signalling Lee to a halt.

The prince stepped forward, pulling the soldiers at their shoulders to bring them upright. He said, chipperly, "Please, it was an honest mistake! At this time of night, I'm not surprised you almost didn't see me at all!"

Viktor allowed for a blinding heart-shaped smile to grace his lips - his cheeks plumping and eyes crinkling.

"Ah, um, ye-yes, your highness. Thank you, for being so considerate," the shorter soldier squeaked. Leo, was it? Viktor questioned silently, as the other continued, "If, if you don't mind me asking, your majesty, but-but uh, what were you doing here at such a late hour?"

Viktor flinched involuntarily - right, how would he explain that? He wasn't stupid, he knew confessing to sneaking out wouldn't end in his favour. The guards were bound to rat him out to Yakov, it was their job after all, and Viktor all but knew he wouldn't live to see the light of day if Yakov found out he was still sneaking out.

Well.

He didn't get to sneak out anyway, since Yuuri had stopped-

Yuuri.

Yuuri.

That's it!

Viktor grinned to himself, a little white lie forming into an entire charade in his mind.

He opened his mouth, words ready to fire and hopefully avoid an impending doom. Whilst doing so, he swivelled round, ready to pull Yuuri by his side - seconds away from truly selling whatever story he could.

He blinked.

In the exact spot Yuuri had stood was only something empty - providing a clear view of a door held ajar and a dark corridor.

The knights must've noticed too, for the prince heard a startled gasp and a very concerned, 'where the hell did he go-?!'

Viktor grimaced. Without Yuuri, he was going to have to tell the truth.

Fuck.

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"Vitya! You know why you're not allowed out of the castle after dark! It's too dangerous-!"

Viktor was barely listening. In fact, it was safe to say that he wasn't listening at all: his mind solely focused on the enchanting enigma that was Yuuri Katsuki.

He didn't have it in him to be angry at Yuuri's betraying escape - after all, he could only imagine how scared he must've been to be confronted by the prince himself and two other guards.

As fleeting as a dream in the early hours of the morning, Viktor realised. Yuuri was there one moment, and gone the next. A beautiful and mysterious puzzle that Viktor wanted nothing more than to solve.

He was going to find him.

He still needed to thank him, of course. It had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that Viktor may or may not have had such a little infatuation with the man. No way.

"-and yet, you still put yourself and this entire kingdom in danger by sneaking out and, and- Vitya? Viktor! Are you even listening?!"

That jostled Viktor from his internal conflict, and thus, he looked up from where he sat in his advisor's office - offering the most charming smile he could.

"Why, excuse me, dear Yakov. I couldn't help but notice," he started, his voice dripping of honey, "have you lost weight?"

Viktor didn't know what hit him, not until he noted the advisor's missing shoe.

"You brat! I can't believe you! I-"

Yakov sighed. Viktor wondered briefly if he could make it to the door from where he was; maybe he could leg it into his room and take refuge there. It was a big enough living space, and of course dying by starvation sounded much more appealing than dying by Yakov's sightless rage.

Instead of being met with said sightless rage, however, he was met with a wistful sigh and a soft look that he had ever rarely seen on the man’s face.

“I know you aren't happy right now. Not with the...the arrangement." Yakov spat.

Viktor grimaced.

"And I know you want nothing more than to visit that garden. But I also know that stepping out of bounds at such a time will only put you in danger. You're next in line to take the throne, Vitya. You can't afford to risk this. The entire kingdom depends on you."

He hated to admit it. But after listening to him, he realised Yakov was right. As much as he'd wanted to go into the gardens, well... There was still the underlying threat of ruffians from a neighbouring state. If he were to compromise his self, his kingdom wouldn't survive.

He swallowed.

He looked over at the older male.

"I know. I'm sorry."

He feebly risked a glance at his advisor, regarding the tired smile resting on his features.

"Ah, Vitya. You're still young, but you're not a child anymore. Learn what's good for you. Just take care of yourself," Yakov whispered hoarsely. Soon enough, the caring look he portrayed was replaced with a more familiar exasperated expression. "Now get out of here - I have things to do and your father won't be pleased if he finds me having a mothers' meeting with the likes of his only heir."

Viktor smiled cheekily, before standing up and heading to the door, almost tripping over Yakov's shoe-turned-weapon.

Yakov was good to him, despite his brash tendencies. He ought to give him a fruit basket every once in a while.

As he stepped out, he closed the door behind him, and looked over to his right. A large glass-paned window, and before it stood a table with a vase full of dying flowers, and a peculiar small statue of smooth rock. It was of a woman, bathing in the golden sunlight just beginning to peak over the horizon. Behind her, Viktor looked out the window, and watched the pink and gold of the dawning day begin to bleed into one another; an abstract painting littered with the graphite of soaring birds of all shapes and sizes.

Beautiful, he thought, like Yuuri.

He turned and decided his path, when he abruptly collided with something, or more so, someone. He was sent flying backwards, his hands coming to stop his complete fall behind him.

The prince, slightly dazed and left shaken, looked over to the culprit of his unexpected tumble.

Well, speak of the devil.

"Yuuri?"

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@thatonespidermonkey @stainedglassm

#yuuri on ice #yuri on ice fanart #yoi #katsuki yuuri #katsuki yuri #yuri katsuki #yuuri katsuki #viktor nikiforov #victor nikiforov #victuuri #viktuuri #victuri #vikturi #yakov feltsman #seung gil lee #leo de la iglesia #waaaa #TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK #I HOPE YALL LIKE IT KDFJGKD #constructive criticism and the likes are always welcome #PLEASE TELL ME IF YOU SEE SPELLING MISTAKES JDFSK #DA m N whats the arrangement that yakov going on about then?? #HMMM??? #looks like youll have to wait and seeeee #OOP #AAAAAAA AND OUR BLESSED OTP MEET AGAIN

[samthemarvelfan]

I Won’t Say: Chapter Six

-It’s Always Calm Before A Storm-

Summary: Ellaria Stark is the daughter of a king. When she is unwittingly betrothed to the King of a neighboring city, she isn’t sure how to feel. More importantly, she isn’t sure how the King will feel if he finds out the truth about her.

Pairing: James Barnes x OFC, Ellaria Stark. (Stark!Reader.)

Warnings: Royal!AU, Angst, Jealously, Fluff, mutual pining

A/N: Wow! Everything seems to be heading in the right direction! What could possibly go wrong? ...>:) taglist is open!

Your eyes slowly flutter open. The clamminess of your skin apparent immediately upon touching your forehead.

“Thank God, be still your highness.” Natasha says, crouching next to you.

“Nat? W-what happened?” You slur.

She fetched you water from your pitcher, and handed you the glass as you sat up.

“This happened,” she held the parchment out. “You took one look at this and fainted.”

You looked at the crumpled mass in her hand, fear shooting through you.

“Ellaria, what is this about?” She asked sternly.

You swallowed the water, before slowly shaking your head. “I don’t know. Someone doesn’t want me here, only this time they’ve managed to get into my room.”

“This time?” She asked angrily, “Someone’s threatened you this way before?”

You shook your head, “Not exactly this way, but I’ve been warned that my presence here is less than ideal.”

Nat stood abruptly, “We must tell the King.”

“No!” You should, jumping up to stop her. You stumbled slightly, but grab Natasha’s hand. “Do not tell the King. I beg of you.”

She looks perturbed, “Ellaria, this is a bold threat made against you. Whoever this is clearly isn’t going to stop!”

You hesitate, biting your cheek so hard you taste copper. “Please...” you beg.

Nat’s face softens when she sees the tears in your eyes. “Why? Why would you want to hide this from him?”

The urge to confess your truth is overwhelming. This burden has made your mind much more fragile than you’d thought, but the you think of the consequences. Bringing Natasha into this mess would be completely irresponsible.

“I...I can’t.” You say, the words thick with shame.

She hesitates, but takes pity. “From now on, you go no where alone. I will do a sweep of the room nightly. You trust no one, Ellaria. Not even me.”

You nod, grateful for her friendship. “Thank you, Nat. When the time is right I will tell him. You have my word.”

Concern paints her face, but she moves on. “Is it decided then? Is this to be your dress for the ball?”

You nearly forgotten about the lavish garment. Taking a final glance at yourself in the mirror, you nod. “Yes, I believe it is”

The warm sun improved your mood as you sketch in the gardens. Silly little drawings of flowers your eye caught, or landscapes you’d invented in your imagination.

One you’d been working on was a sketch of the Barnes sigil. Getting the details just right we’re important to you; you wanted to honor your future house.

“Princess.”

You’re startled gaze looked up to find James. He’s smiling proudly, glancing at your parchment. “Your highness.” You stand and curtsy.

James smiled at you softly, “You’re quite talented, Ellaria. That’s beautifully done.” He gestured to the sigil you’d been drawing.

A small heat rose to your face, “T-Thank you, your highness.”

He chuckled, and the sound of it makes your stomach flutter. You wondered if that’s the first time you’d heard him laugh.

“No need to be shy about your gift, my mother drew as well.”

You smiled softly at him, “I’m sure she was quite the talent herself.”

James sighed, and nodded. “Indeed she was. She painted as well, my Father displayed her work proudly in his study.”

The way he spoke broke your heart. “James,” you called to him. His gaze rests upon yours once more, “I know I haven’t said this, but I am truly sorry for your pain. The loss you feel...I wish I could heal you of it.”

The King looks almost take aback by your words. You watch as the tears prickle his eyes, as quickly as they come, he blinks them away.

He reached out to you, stroking your cheek gently, “You’ve helped more than you know, Princess. I hope one day to show you just how much.”

You smile and lean into his touch. His hand is large and warm and yet, you’re skin is covered in goosebumps. The spark lit within you sends heat through your body.

“I was hoping too—“

“Your Majesty...” a voice you hadn’t heard before interrupted.

Bucky let out a long breath. “Yes, Peter. What is it?”

“Oh, sorry for the interruption, your highness...es.” He apologized awkwardly.

You can’t help but laugh. This boy is a squire by the looks of it, and young, too. “Get on with it, boy.” James said, obviously annoyed.

“Oh, um. Sir Sitwell is here for your meeting. You said I should announce him.”

The King rubbed his eye with his thumb and forefinger. “Thank you, Peter. You may go find Sam.”

Peter smiled proudly as he bowed to the two of you, taking his leave.

“I’m sorry about that.” James said.

You laughed, “He’s just a boy eager to please his King.”

He looked at you contently, “That heart of yours will be the end of me, won’t it?”

“Perhaps it will be the beginning?” You quipped flirtatiously.

You watched a small blush rise to the King’s face, then he clears his throat. “I must go. Jasper heads the battalion watching the boarders. He may have information about how our perimeters were infiltrated.”

“Should we be worried?”

He shakes his head, “No. Our troops are patrolling the grounds 24/7. No one will get in without my knowledge.”

You nod. “Alright.”

James bent and lifted your hand to his lips, kissing your knuckles. “Enjoy the rest of your afternoon, Princess. I will be thinking of you fondly.

James’ heart warmed as he walked to his meeting. He’s growing more and more attached to you as time goes on. He has tried to keep his distance, but you’re becoming more irresistible with each passing day.

He adores your fire. Your unyielding heart and innate desire to protect those who cannot protect themselves. He didn’t think such women existed.

You’re beauty is beyond compare. The way you smile, your eyes, your skin—so soft and supple and so obviously craving touch.

Or maybe that was him.

It’s getting nearly impossible to hide his desire for you any longer. The nights he’d pleasure himself to the thought of you were coming far too frequently and he needed something more.

He needed you.

When the doors to the meeting chamber opened, Steve and Sam were there, as was Sir Sitwell.

“My King.” Jasper bowed.

“Jasper, my friend. How are you?”

He nodded, “Weary, but I will do what is necessary to keep our country safe.”

“What have you learned? How is it my city’s walls were pervaded in the first place?” James asked seriously.

Jasper shook his head, “Were not sure yet, your highness. We’re looking for possible traitors to the crown. I believe it maybe a case of treason.”

“Now hold on—“

“Treason?”

Steve and Sam say in unison.

“Those are serious accusations, Sir Sitwell. Have you any evidence?” Steve asks aggressively.

James merely watched the interaction, ready to jump in if needed.

“The only evidence I have is no evidence. Which is odd don’t you think? Considering this was an attack of impressive proportions. How is it these men got in without being noticed?” Sitwell queried.

Sam spoke next, “Steve, he has a point. The only way an attack of this scale could have happened was with help from within Buchanan’s walls.”

“So what is it that you suggest, Samual? We interrogate every knight, soldier and citizen?” Steve shouts.

“Enough!” James commands.

The room fell silent. “Sir Sitwell, you will mount an inquiry throughout  the foot soldiers and find the traitor. Once you find them they will be charged with treason.”

Jasper stood, “Will that be all, You Majesty?”

“Yes.” James said curtly.

When Sitwell took his leave, Sam moved to stand by the King.

“Do you really trust that man?” He asks.

The King scoffed, “Not as far as I could throw him.”

“What do we do?” Steve asked.

“Keep an eye on Sitwell. Sam, you have friends in his troop?”

Sam nodded, “I do.”

The King clapped Sam’s shoulder, “Put them to good use, my friend. Steve?”

“Sir?”

James looked at his friend, “Keep Ellaria safe. By any means necessary.”

The rest of the afternoon was long. You’d met with several people to make final decisions for the engagement ball this coming weekend. The decor, the food, the music. All of which you’d have to do yet again for the wedding.

You’d finally gotten a moment of peace to yourself, and were sitting beneath the apple tree in the North part of the gardens. 

“Thank you for this, it’s delicious!” You say happily to the cook. She brought your favorite treat to you; a chocolate tart.

“It is my pleasure, your highness. I’ll take my leave, if you require anything else from me, please do not hesitate.”

The smell was divine. Buttery crust, rich, smooth and supple chocolate ganache filling. Your mouth was simply watering!

As you were about to take your first bite, a knock on the terrace door interrupted you.

“Princess? May we speak for a moment?”

Sharon. You gripe internally.

A small sigh escaped you, “Yes Miss Carter, of course.”

She smiled proudly, “I didn’t mean to disturb your peaceful afternoon.”

Oh, I’m sure you didn’t. You think.

“I just...well, I cant help but feel this tension between us. I wish to mend it. James is one of my closest friends, and I wish for nothing more than his happiness.”

You nod, “As do I.”

She continued, “I was hoping to be amicable. If you do not wish to befriend me, the fault is my own for being so judgmental when we first met. I simply hope to show I am willing to put aside out first meeting for the King’s sake.”

A moment of validation hits you. You had been right to assume her intentions weren’t as pure as she’d hoped you’d believe. 

“Thank you, Sharon. I must admit, I was quite overwhelmed those first few weeks, and with my wedding in just under 2, I’m beginning to become strained.”

Her hand touches your for a moment, “If there’s anything I can do to help, I shall.”

You glance at your touching hands, the feeling of disgust washing over you. “If something comes up, you will be the person on whom I rely.” You said, hoping appeasing her will end this awkward conversation. 

“That is all I ask, your highness. To be of service to the crown, and ensure my Kings happiness.”

You quirk an eyebrow, “But he isn't your King...is he? You're a citizen of Shieldian, are you not?”

Sharon’s eyes flash a tone of irritation, “Yes, but while I am here, my King he shall be.”

She scoots her chair out, standing to straighten her dress. “I do look forward to the wedding. The children of two such noble houses joining is quite the auspicious event. Enjoy your evening, Princess.”

The evening air was crisp as it blew through your open windows. 

Nat had thoroughly checked every inch of your quarters before allowing you inside. You’re starting to get the feeling she isn’t just a simple hand maiden after all.

A soft rap at your door pulls you from your daydreams. 

“Who is it?” You shout.

“Me.” A simple reply, but it was no matter, you knew his voice. You ran through to the door and swung it open.

“You majesty,” You breath.

“May I come in?” James asks. You nod, stepping aside for him.

“Is everything alright?” you ask. The memories of the last time he was in your quarters began haunting your mind.

James nodded, “I--I just wanted to see you. I wanted to make sure you were safe.”

A panic rose within you. Natasha wouldn’t tell him, surely...would she? you think to yourself.

“I haven’t been entirely honest, Ellaria. There are things happening, things even I do not understand.” James stepped forward, taking your hands in his. “But no matter how hard I try to focus on myself, my city or my people, all I worry about is you.”

Heat rushed your cheeks, “James...I am safe. You have kept me so.”

This moment--this intimate moment between the two of you is unlike any other encounter you’ve had before.

James rests his forehead on yours, “I will do so, always.” 

You glance up at him through your lashes, flitting your eyes from his to his lips--which are inches from yours.

You want nothing more than to kiss him, to show him how much you’ve grown to want him. He brushes his lips against yours for a moment, and your unsure if its intentional. 

James hand cups your cheek, “I long for these moments, Princess.”

You swallow hard, “As do I.”

It seems to take all the strength the King can muster, but he steps away. “Sleep well, I know I shall.” James kissed you hand, leaving the patch of skin burning for more.

When the King is gone and you’re back safely tucked in bed, the realization hits you suddenly...

You have fallen in love with James Barnes.

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 this is it... the final post.... 226 through THE END!!!!!

this shit with mu qing and the river of lava is SOOOO dramatic im loving it

oh my god theyre on a FUCKING bridge of course they are okay let’s go boys

“You’re right. We’re alike. You think me odd, I think you to be rather weird too.” - so what im getting from this is that xie lian and mu qing are the only characters in this book with working gaydar okay yup got it this checks out

god... the fact that xie lian is ready to be like “look mu qing we can just forget about the past it doesnt matter we dont have to be friends i know you dont like me but im not gonna let you die over it” and then mu qing is like “.... god i really do admire you huh”

“You...certainly...are rather amazing. You’re...also...a better person...than me. Long story short, I...very much wanted...to become your f-f-friend.”  - going to think about this for the rest of all time im about to become utterly unintelligible im overcome with emotions

“And, at the end of the white silk band, Feng Xin was gripping Ruoye with one hand while the other was holding on to a steel-faced Mu Qing, and he shouted towards him.” - the fucking IMAGE of this im gonna cry this is everything i could have asked for im so happy also mu qing dangling there like “ welp. guess ill live“

“Feng Xin was almost burnt by that pillar of fire, and he shouted in outrage. “WHAT’S WITH THIS BAND OF DOG SHITS, ATTACKING PEOPLE WHILE THEY’RE DOWN, SO VILE! FUCK YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY!” Xie Lian responded, “IF THEIR ENTIRE FAMILIES ALL LOOK LIKE THAT, YOU SURE YOU WANT TO FUCK THEM??” - theyre so funny!!! and theyre best friends!!! theyre joking together now in the middle of all this i could cry theyre back!!!

“Using sticks as arrows, he held the bow with one hand and used his teeth to bite back the bowstring.” - no clue how practical this is but okay archer boy. hot

i actually have so many little quips between the three of them highlighted but we’d be here all night if i included them all. im literally so delighted by this omg worth the wait

“Each sabre strike slashed to the bone. It wasn’t like Xie Lian had never seen Hua Cheng use the sabre before in the past, but his style had always been easy and leisurely, nonchalant and casual. Rather than say he was handling a weapon, it was more like he was toying with a small knife. Yet those blade marks were filled with killing intent. It was easy to imagine just how skilled the one exchanging blows with him was, and how perilous this battle.” you have no idea how mad i was when i read this and thought we missed witnessing the fight between hc and jw omg

“Behind him, Feng Xin muttered, “Dear fucking god, may all the gods and buddhas grant their blessings, that better absolutely be Crimson Rain Sought Flower, otherwise he’s gonna go mad!” “Stop your rubbish,” Mu Qing berated. “We’re all the gods and buddhas ourselves and we can’t grant shit, just keep up with him! Look at the stumbling way he’s running, he’s gonna trip and fall to his bloody death before he even sees the man!” - okay i know i said no more quips but this is literally too funny i just wanted to read it again

“ However, for whatever reason, that vicious ghost, in its muddled state, took that large group of live mortals under its wing and fled for many days. In the end, they were still surrounded by millions of ghosts, trapped in a dead end, and it was going to be eaten along with those humans.” [...] “That vicious ghost almost made a move against those humans, but for some reason, in the end, it didn’t. It instead used one of its own eyes as the price to forge a blood weapon. That vicious ghost was already forcibly hanging on with its last breath; after digging out its eye it should’ve broken apart completely. Yet somehow something had shocked it, and it instead woke to its senses completely. “ - THIS IS AMAZING ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? IS THIS ALL WE GET ABOUT HIS GHOSTLY LORE?????? HUA CHENGGGGGGGG

“What a terrible offence, his old habit had come out, and he quickly apologized. “I’m sorry! You don’t have to listen to me!” Hua Cheng, however, only smiled happily. “Everything gege tells me is the best advice, so why wouldn’t I listen?” - this isnt the fucking time afjdkfjsdkl they really never stop

“So you can hold the illusion of a perfect Crown Prince of Wuyong to face and dismiss the Jun Wu now. Isn’t that your objective? Did you think I don’t know what you’re thinking?” “THAT’S NOT IT!” Guoshi cried. “Stop getting tied up in right and wrong, victories and defeat, I’VE NEVER THOUGHT THAT WAY BEFORE!” - jun wu only being able to see xie lian as his successor and believing that thats all anyone else sees too... okay

honestly this whole final showdown was a blast i cant put everything in but it was so much fun to read. the DRAMA the LAVA the SHOUTING t

“Hua Cheng had poured too much spiritual power into him. There really was too much, so much that it was completely outside the amount the cursed shackle could withstand.” - okay.... okay... the love you give will set you free... okay....

“With Jun Wu in his grip, he carried both their bodies and forcefully slammed into the incomparably-solid rock wall! He used all of his power in this smash, and in the rumbling and crashing of rocks, he also heard the sound of something breaking.” [...] “A moment later, Jun Wu suddenly asked, “That move. What is it called?” “...” Xie Lian raised his sleeve and wiped away the blood on the side of his face. “Shattering boulders on the chest.” YES!!!!! YES!!!!! xie lian actually lived that life!!!!!! i loved this detail so much

“After a moment of silence, Xie Lian took off the bamboo hat carried on his back, took it in his hand, and covered it over Jun Wu’s face.” - xie lian... good... another detail i love. a hat that protects from the rain, given in a moment of need, even to someone who has caused you hardship... we do not forget the kindness granted to us

“There was gratefulness, there was shame, there was heartache, there was wild joy, but above all else, there was incurable love.” - :pleading: i wish it was just that easy tbh. “i have to tell you about the worst parts of myself” “ive already seen them and i dont care i still love you“ truly the dream

“ It’s been so long since anyone listened to me talk, won’t you stay? Don’t...actually do this. I won’t be able to take it. Twice, it’s been twice already! I really don’t want there to be a third time!!!” - the bit about just wanting someone to listen to him talk... xie lian... :(

emily corpse bride moment.... i knew it had to happen.... butterflies.... death and rebirth.... inevitable

xianle trio bickering about ruoye..... mu qing complaining but not letting anyone else fix it... im so happy

“The Rain Master sat down on the spot, looking like she was going to perform a passing service for her. After all, Xuan Ji was the only one left of the Kingdom of Yushi besides herself.”  - xuan ji you sure the hell were... a character. this little moment tho..... yushi huang... many thoughts

“ Who hasn’t made promises, or swore to the mountains and the seas when they were young? Talking of affection, of love, of forevers. But, the longer I hang around in the world, the more I understand, something like ‘forever’ is impossible. It’s never going to be possible. Having it once was already good enough. No one can truly achieve it. I don’t believe in it anymore.” - jian lan im happy for you bummer it didnt work out with feng xin but yeah that was looooong ago. also this quote me same mood kin but its chill. having it once was already good enough

although yeah tbh if theres anyone who can have a forever like that... it would be a ghost and a god

fasdfjadklfj GOD... pour one out for ling wen.. but is that not the truth of this world? the one can be pardoned for being good at paperwork that no one else wants to do? isnt that the plot of the shawshank redemption?

okay but the fact that all xie lian’s friends come to visit him while he waits for hua cheng is making me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.... fengqing coming together to try to get him out of the house but get scared off by his cooking... amazing

“Last time, they spent eight hundred years running towards each other. This time, it only took an instant to fall into each other’s embrace.” - im completely unaffected by this. im not lying i swear (i am lying im very emotionally affected)

okay i love this final wrap up chapter party its so fun. mu qing moving on from the broom thing!!! good for him!! the beggars get their reward!!! the fun ghost city chefs!! SQX!!!! and he xuan is?? here too??? he’s hungry??? fjadlkfjsdl

“The grounds that Feng Xin and Mu Qing had just swept were once again filthy from that giant crowd of muddy feet. Mu Qing gripped his broom, looking like he felt someone had infected him with fleas, and his eyes were wide.” - me when my dad comes into the kitchen when ive just finished washing dishes i get it king

the little folklore bit... fun!!! oh my god its over..... :(

that was really fun i had a blast reading it and on the whole really liked it i WISH soo badly that hua cheng had gotten more outside of being cunty and devoted even tho those are both important i just wish there was more about like how he got by during those 800 years and like did he ever have doubts? what shaped his worldview was it all xie lian or was it his experience as a mortal as well? why is he so mean to e’ming? theres bits and pieces here and there and i know it was already SO long but that really would have been great if there was more about hc cuz tbh by the end, at least for me, the hualian relationship didnt actually feel as fleshed out as the xianle trio relationship like i still liked hualian’s dynamic and it was really sweet how much they clearly really liked each other and  everything but i kind of wish some of the other subplots had been dropped or diminished in favor of more hc development i think that would have been cool

but anyway thats some of my thoughts and i really did enjoy the hell out of book 5 that was a riot and uhhh thanks to everyone who read these or commented *lends you spiritual energy through a high five*

#tgcf liveblog #it is Complete i can move on now #i actually have a lot more thoughts about hl because i uhhhh relate. to things. and have opinions due to my experiences #but its also quite Personal soooo i might just keep them tucked away #anyway im freeeeeee #mouse mumbles