#noah risling

[butcherqueenpresident]

okay sue me but the talk ab masc demitra kalogeras actually has me dead.

like come home the kids miss u!

[katzeyeklawz]

Can you make a fanfic walker scobell x curly blasian reader where Eliana kalegaras sorry is racist but not really racist to the reader and mocks her and then they do a fanfic kind of like the cast of Percy Jackson do a fanfic like reading fanfics about themselves and then sisters well Demetra and Sunday apologize and they do videos together

Video 1: "Addressing the 'Copycat' Rumors..." (18:42)

(The Kalogaras Channel)

The video starts with Eliana sitting on her bed, holding a camera. "So, I’ve been seeing this creator everywhere," she says, rolling her eyes. She pulls up your TikTok on the screen. "She’s literally copying our whole aesthetic. Like, the room decor, the outfits... it’s giving fan behavior."

She then puts on a mock-accent, mixing a stereotypical "blaccent" with a high-pitched imitation of your Korean-American inflection. "She's like, 'Hey guys, look at my curls!' Like, we get it, you’re mixed. Pick an identity."

Suddenly, Demitra walks into the frame. "Eli, shut up. That’s literally so uncool. You can’t mock her accent."

Sunday sits down next to them, scrolling through your Instagram. "Actually, her style is top-tier. Look at her Dior Beauty collection. I’m literally subscribing. Eli, you’re just mad she has more engagement than you."

The screen cuts to a montage of your comments section, where fans are dragging Eliana for her behavior and praising your Blasian heritage.

Video 2: "READING FANFICS ABOUT US (GONE WRONG) ft. PJO CAST" (22:15)

(Kimchi & Coils)*Your channel*

"What is up guys! I am here with the best people on earth," you cheer. The camera pans to Leah Sava Jeffries, Dior Goodjohn, Aryan Simhadri, Charlie Bushnell, and Daniel Sharman. Walker Scobell is sitting so close to you that your shoulders are touching.

"We’re reading fanfics about ourselves today," you explain. You pull up a popular story on Wattpad. "This one is a 'Reader x Male OC' story."

As you read, the story describes a fictional boy named 'Leo' who is your childhood best friend. The story gets descriptive: 'Leo reached out, his fingers lingering on [Your Name]’s jawline, tucking a stray curl behind her ear before pulling her into a tight embrace.'

The cast starts hooting and hollering. Leah screams, "Ooh, she’s blushing!"

Walker’s face goes completely flat. He stops laughing. "Wait, why is Leo touching her jaw?" he asks, his voice dropping an octave. "That’s not even in the script. Why do people write this?"

"Walker, it's a fanfic," Aryan laughs.

"I don't like it," Walker mutters, crossing his arms and looking away from the camera. "Next story. Let's find one where the OC stays five feet away."

You then scroll to a "Mean Girl" fic. You read the end: "I made [Your Name] the villain because I honestly don't like her in real life. She seems like a pick-me."

You look at the camera and shrug. "Well, I'm a Dior-wearing pick-me who’s currently filming with my best friends, so... stay mad!"

The Press Interview & The Apology

Two months later, you’re at a junket. The interviewer asks: "There’s been a lot of talk about the Kalogaras situation and the comments made about your heritage. How are you handling it?"

"It was disappointing," you say calmly. "Being Black and Korean is my superpower, and mocking someone's accent is just low-level. Racism has no place in the creator community."

The next day, the Kalogaras sisters upload a video. Sunday and Demitra are crying, offering a deep apology. Eliana is sitting in the back, arms crossed, staring at the ceiling. She doesn't say a single word.

Video 3: "COOKING CHALLENGE: MUTE, BLIND, DEAF ft. SUNDAY, DEMITRA & WALKER" (25:03)

(Kimchi & Coils)

"So, I invited some new friends over for a sleepover!" you announce. Sunday and Demitra run into the frame, hugging you. Eliana is nowhere to be seen.

Walker is the "judge" of the challenge. The video is pure chaos. You are "Blind," Sunday is "Mute," and Demitra is "Deaf." You’re trying to bake a cake while Walker narrates your failures.

"You're putting salt in the flour!" Walker yells, laughing so hard he falls off his stool. You accidentally hit him with a whisk, and the vibes are immaculate.

While the video is trending, Eliana posts a TikTok with a sad filter: "When your sisters leave you for someone they’ve known for a week just because she’s 'famous' now."

You, Sunday, and Demitra immediately post a TikTok in your matching silk pajamas, doing a synchronized dance to "Obsessed" by Olivia Rodrigo. The caption: "Soft girls don't do beef, we do brunch. 🥂✨"

The video ends with you and the girls sitting on your bed, eating face masks and laughing, while the comments section declares you the "ultimate winner of the internet."

WHO/WHAT SHOULD I WRITE ABOUT NEXT?

Malachi barton/victor/colby

walker/percy

josh hutcherson/mike/peeta

Mike wheeler/miles fairchild

Kpop

Puglsey/wednesday

The last bus

the last of bus

The naughty nine

JJ maybank

Xo kitty

Kdrama/whc1 or 2

Voting ended onJan 2

Thank you so much for this request and thank you for everyone like now you dont have to because sometimes i dont either but leave a comment i would love to know how to improve or how much you love my stories and please choose the poll anyways as always leave a message after the beep *BEEEEEEEEEEEEP*

[demitraswifey]

[shittyasstales]

guysss my exams are in exactly 10, 12 and 16 days!! In about 2 weeks, I’ll be officially done with school and back on here. Also, I have a little story to tell y’all.

I only told my best friend cuz I’m too embarrassed to say to anyone else that I write fanfics…

In 2025 I used to write for the Kalogeras Sisters and I had some moots on wttpd that also wrote for them. I you guys I just knew that one day, they were going to post a video « Reading fanfics about us ». By the time they posted the video (couple months after I predicted it), I had already deleted all of my books (including the fanfic about them). THEN, IN THE VIDEO THEY READ MY MOOT’S FANFICS. and she was like the most famous Kalogeras sisters writer on wttpd, she legit had more than A FUCKING MILLION READS. And she deleted all of her stuff cuz she was so embarrassed. She was really not feeling good about it and she just lowkey disappeared.

Anyways, does it make me a bad person that now (5-6 months later) I find it funny? Like not necessarily what happened to my moot, but the situation in general. If I hadn’t deleted my shit, I’m sure I would’ve been in the video.

So yeahhhh. If you actually read all of this tell me your opinion in the comments!!

[beah388love]

Kalogeras Sisters Masterlist

🧡= little reader fic

💛= my fav fics

*= smut/nsfw

[whore4chris]

Yall complain about the triplets running out of ideas and then proceed to dickride the kalogeras that copy their older videos…

Make it make sense

[noahrizzling]

october dumpp 🍂🎃

mentioned: @elianamarkellakalogeras @xxdemitrakalogerasx @sundaykalogerasxx @genevieveiscoolll

[mimimade]

𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚈𝚘𝚞..

⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ - 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 : 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵!𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘺!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩

𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 : 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵!𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘺, & 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘺!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 : 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧

The pumpkin patch smells like hay and cinnamon and something fried you can’t quite place. Sunday calls it “nostalgia,” even though you’re pretty sure neither of you have ever been to this one before.

Still, it feels familiar.

“You’re smiling already,” Sunday says, bumping her shoulder into yours as you pass a stand stacked with tiny orange pumpkins. “We just got here.”

“I like this,” you say. “It feels… warm.”

She glances at you, lips curling into a small smile, and slips her fingers between yours like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

“Then we’re staying awhile,” Sunday decides.

You wander slowly, not really in a rush. There are kids laughing somewhere nearby, hay crunching beneath your shoes, a couple debating pumpkin shapes a few rows over. Sunday leans closer to you as you walk, like she’s anchoring herself there.

At one stall, you pick up a tiny pumpkin, barely bigger than your hand.

“This one,” you say. “Look at it. It’s perfect.”

Sunday studies it seriously. “It has good energy.”

You laugh. “You’re assigning vibes to vegetables now?”

“Absolutely,” she says. “This one’s friendly. Low maintenance.”

“So… like you?”

She gasps softly, hand to her chest. “Rude.”

You’re still smiling when she reaches over and gently takes the pumpkin from you. “I’ll carry it,” she says. “It looks like it might get overwhelmed.”

The corn maze is labeled easy, which turns out to be a lie.

A few wrong turns in, Sunday stops. “We’ve definitely been here already.”

You glance at the familiar scarecrow. “Yeah. We’re lost.”

She laughs, bright and unbothered, and suddenly it doesn’t matter. You slip an arm around her waist, steering her with gentle confidence.

“I don’t mind being lost with you,” she giggles.

You tilt your head toward her. “I was thinking the same thing.”

When you finally make it out, the sky’s already starting to soften into gold. You sit on a hay bale, sharing apple cider that’s way too hot because neither of you wants to wait.

Sunday blows on hers, then takes a careful sip. “Worth the tongue burn.”

“Every time,” you say.

She rests her head against yours, fingers absentmindedly brushing your sleeve.

“Same time next year?” she asks.

You smile, leaning into her warmth. “Only if it’s with you.”

She squeezes your hand instead of answering, and somehow, that feels like everything.

note : had this saved in my drafts, lwk hate it ᵕ᷄≀ ̠ᵕ᷅