ACoFaS- Sneak Peek of the Next book ~ ACoSF- Chapter 1
How far did we get from “We are the same, you and I.”?
I mean- wow! Nesta managed to alienate the only person, who wasn’t done with her shit yet!
*fake surprise*
How clever!
How do you highlight someone’s badass without proving it by their actions? They’re rude to already established incredibly powerful characters...
iNtErEsTiNg
This would be annoying if she were a moody teenager. Since she’s adult woman... beyond pathetic.
No, he’s your sponsor...
Why the fuck is Feyre still defending her?!
And more importantly- why is she aggressive towards others for Nesta’s sake?!
You’re not responsible for Nesta’s shitty behaviour! She’s always been a leech, now she’s just potentially powerful one!
Stop babying her! She’s a grown-ass woman, older than you, and she kicks away anyone, who tried to help her, you included!
I sHoULd HaVe BeeN tHeRe To HeLp YoU... How? What more should Feyre do for it to be enough?! She offered home, work, company, resourses, support and yet Nesta merely kept spitting in her face and somehow it’s Feyre’s fault?!
... coming from a person, who looks and stinks like a hobo by her own doing...
Well, ~I~ am feeling like I’m reading a scene between hormonal teenager, who’s experimenting with drugs and getting worse grades than ever, and their exasperated mother...
I don’t have the words...
Nesta made pretty clear she doesn’t want anyone in her dump, she’s refusing their attempts to include her, yet she’s whining about their lack of visits and invitations?! How long are they supposed to keep trying, when over a year isn’t enough?
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Book 1 part 5
Last part (of book 1)
Gordon was eating chocolate in the caves, of course he was
How come skul is calling Val Stephanie?
of course he had to go and attack Serpine.
HE WAS ON FIRE, BUT HES FINE?
Skug annoyed the elders (again, because he’s skug)
“We’re dealing facing an unimaginable crisis and I’m dealing with 4 year olds”
allies from the cold? Exiles? Hang on, what’s happening, like, I feel like I’m forgetting something but, exiled people? If one of them comes back they will be overrun? Who are they. It isn’t vengeous, and mevolents dead, and everyone else is not important/dead/probably also imprisoned
“Skulduggery had not met anyone who cannot be killed” this is a lie, as I don’t think he can kill gog Magog, also probably others that I’ve forgotten.
“Don’t worry, we all are going to die horribly anyway”
Did the book just prove my theory that skug being the child of the ancients and malice’s enemy wrong? Yes, it did, but I’m keeping my thought anyway
bliss thinks skug is dangerous, skug thinks bliss is scary
“Skulduggery Pleasant has always had one weakness - he forms attachments to people who are very easily killed”
he sent someone to cloud skulduggery’s judgment, but who?
Tanith can but her hand over a lock and unlock it, buts she’s also a wall-walker, thus she might be magically ambidextrous
Tanith has an older brother. She said she has no younger sister, but come on, Val is practically her younger sister.
“sKuLdUgErY, sHe’S nOt bEiNg pRoFeSSioNaL”
like skulduggery is more professional.
Val and Tanith are laughing their head of and ghastly and skug are just like 😔
Tanith did another piece of magic
also, they’re fighting the white cleaver now. Ghastly will be statue-d soon.
IT HAPPENED ON THE NEXT PAGE
GHASTLYS A STATUE
I KNOW HE COMES BACK BUT STILL. HES A STATUE AND THATS SAD
THE NEXT CHAPTER IS CALLED “THE LAST STAND OF…” LIKE TLSODM EXCEPT THE FIRST WORDS ARE EACHAN MERITORIUS SO ITS LIKE “THE LAST STAND OF EACHAN MERATORIUS” (also I don’t know how to spell his name and I’m not bothered)
and tomes a traitor too 🙃
“Never give up, never surrender” this phrase is sticking out for some reason, and it’s irritating.
“of course I’m right, I’m me” and there is that ego of his.
WAIT THE ELDERS ARE DEAD
HUH
I KNOW THIS HAPPENED, BUT WHAT.
Tanith is being mean to skug. That is bad, she brought up his wife and child. Skug being quiet.
There are things happening, skug is saying big things, I am also hungry, but I want to finish the book first
(this is all on pg319, so I can find it later)
Serpine is after the book of names.
Skulduggery always calls Serpine “Neferian” which is interesting…
Skug said Serpine and big ears
“You can’t kill what’s already dead” okay, but think about this in the context of Skulduggery.
WAIT SERPINE DID THE WHITE CLEAVER THING TO HIMSELF?
Skug got the book of name’s destroyed.
Skulduggery arrests Serpine partly for littering. And murder, attempted murder and conspiracy to commit murder, but also littering.
And I’m done, I have reread all of book 1, now I’m going to have lunch.
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Warnings: Mild spoilers for Across The Spiderverse, one (1) curse word, angst, unrequited love.
word count: 1, 545
[ 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ]
In every other universe, Gwen Stacy falls for Spiderman.
“Right,” You snort, closing the comic book in your hands and placing it back into the pile on Miles’s bed. He glances up from the comic he’s reading, raising a brow at your sceptical expression.
“What?” He hums in amusement, casually grabbing a candy bar from his pocket and tossing it to you. It almost slips from your fingers, but you manage to catch it just in time with a playful eye roll.
“What’s so bad about Gwen Stacy ending up with Spiderman, anyway?”
“It’s just,” you hesitate. Would he think it’s stupid? “It’s unrealistic. I mean, it’s nice that Spiderman has a predestined love, but it doesn’t mean that it has to go by the book, y’know? It’s his life. Maybe there’s a really rude and narcissistic Gwen out there in another universe.”
“W-well, what if there isn’t? I’m pretty sure that there are good Gwens out there.” You look at him curiously, wondering what’s got him so defensive.
“What’s got your undies in a twist?” You chuckle at his earlier words, the tautness in his voice a surprise. Leaning back against the wall next to his bed, you kick your feet up to rest next to his arm, watching him frown and shove you off playfully.
“It’s nothing.” He tries to laugh it off, but the hint of nervousness in his eyes suggests otherwise. You narrow your eyes at him, watching him rub the back of his neck as beads of sweat form on his hand.
He’s lying. Why?
“Okay,” You choose to say instead, letting him be as you turn away. Your heartstrings tug slightly at the wistful look in his eyes when he stares at the front cover of the comic you were reading earlier, the illustration of Gwen Stacy clear as day.
You know he’s hiding something from you, something big. Ever since last month, he’d been cancelling hangouts and study sessions, and he’s always coming up with new excuses to avoid hanging out with you. During the few times you get to meet him, Miles always has a hint of nostalgia in his words, a glint of longing in his eyes as if he’d rather be with other people.
It hurts.
And it hurts even more when you planned to confess to him last week on the rooftop, only for him to show up hours late. He called you in a panic, apologies spilling past his lips before you promised you weren’t mad.
On the other end of the phone, however, you throw away the letter you’d so painstakingly written for him, just for that day. All the words prepared were useless, fading into the corner of your mind when you heard his voice on the phone.
“It’s fine,” You promised him countless times, hearing nothing but hesitance in his words when he checked to make sure it really was fine. Since then, you decided to squash down your confession, constantly procrastinating the day you tell him how you really feel.
“What about tomorrow’s bio test? You studied?” You ask, turning your head to see him freeze at the mention of the test he most definitely hasn’t studied for. He smiles sheepishly, silently pleading for you to share your notes with him.
“You and me against the world, right?” He grins, holding out his hand for a fist bump as he sits on his bed from his lazy position.
“Right,” You chuckle, grabbing the binder and notebook from your bag and handing it to him. You watch him flip through the pages fondly, eyes tracing the outline of his face and your gaze lingering on his lips.
You and him against the world.
It's always been you two for as long as you can remember. From the day you met in kindergarten to now, even as he stands in front of you in his Spiderman suit.
You let out a disbelieving laugh, sitting down on your bed. Shocked doesn't even begin to describe how you're feeling right now. You come home from school and decide to drop by Miles’s apartment, waiting in his room with your feet propped onto his desk, only to see motherfucking Spiderman crawl into the room and pull off his mask to reveal your childhood friend (and the boy you’re in love with).
Miles had been keeping such a huge secret from you this whole time. You're ready to punch him - to scold him even, for not telling you earlier. He’s your best friend, but apparently, he doesn't feel the same way if he’s been hiding this from you. Aren’t you trustworthy enough?
Aren’t you good enough?
His eyes are wide and filled with pure fear, hands trembling as he hugs himself, bracing his emotions for when you finally get mad. Your breaths are shaky, eyes flitting between him and the mask he holds in his hands. Flickers of anger begin to sink in, the claws of self-doubt sinking into your chest.
But a moment of clarity hits you. Miles didn't need a reaction right now. He needs you. He needs his best friend.
"Okay. Okay," You repeat through a slow exhale, looking up at him with a nod of acceptance. You simply gesture for him to sit down next to you. He does so without a word, automatically leaning his head on your shoulder like he always does when he's nervous and scared.
"You're not mad?" He asks softly. You shake your head, bringing his hand up to plant a soft kiss on his knuckles, ignoring the slight flutter in your chest as your lips graze against the skin.
To him, the action meant little, a comforting gesture used between you both since you were kids.
But to you, it means everything else. You try to push down the way your heart speeds up when his breaths brush against the exposed skin of your shoulders, hoping he won’t look up and see your gaze filled with pure love and concern for him.
Instead, you stare straight ahead at the window that overlooks the next few apartment buildings. The sunset is beautiful, auburn orange bathing the graffiti-covered concrete in a warm glow that has you wishing this isn’t the situation you’re in now. He tucks his head under yours, and your cheek presses against his hair, watching the sunset together.
"I'm not mad," You promise in a soft sigh, feeling him finally relax under you. He mumbles out thanks, and you merely grin, pressing another casual peck on his hand, the both of you falling silent after.
And for once in the five years that you've grown to love him more than he'd ever know, this time, you're not lying.
— — — — —
It's the day of the celebration, a joyous occasion meant to act as a hallmark for Mr Morales’s promotion.
But Miles is nowhere to be found. After returning from god knows where he disappeared, he returns with a girl.
Gwanda is her name. You stare at the blonde hair, the strawberry-coloured tips catching your eyes. The colour looks pretty on her. Her nervous disposition only makes you slightly suspicious, watching her leave from a short distance away after Mrs Morales approaches them.
But judging from the look in Miles's eyes after his mom talks to him, you know.
The way he looks at her is different. He's never had such fondness in his gaze with you, much less watching you walk away with such regret. So you walk to him and hand him your drink which he takes a sip from, and pat his shoulder with a reassuring smile.
"Go."
"You sure?"
"I'll be fine here. Besides, I’m sure I can handle a few hours of distracting your dad." You chuckle with a roll of your eyes, pushing down the pained pang in your heart at his bright smile. Every fibre of your being screams at you to grab onto his arm, to never let go. They scream at you to part your lips and let the words festering in your heart finally spill out.
But even as your eyes linger on him with a hollow grin, he doesn’t notice.
And that’s the difference.
"Thanks. Hey, you and me against the world, right?" Miles grins, placing a soft peck on your forehead. You bat him away with a faint smile, struggling to keep the tears from forming in your eyes. If he didn’t leave in the next ten seconds, you’re not sure you can no longer hold back your choked hiccups.
"Just come back to me, okay?"
He nods, a silent promise lingering in the air between you both. To him, it's a promise of return, to come back safe.
To you, it's a promise filled with desperation, wanting nothing more than for your Miles to come back to you. For your Miles to see you in the same light he views Gwanda in. To see you the way he sees her.
Maybe he was right all along. Maybe in every other universe, Gwen Stacy falls for Spiderman.
You watch him leave with an excited grin on his lips, taking a sip from your cup and wishing that the fizzy liquid could drown your sorrows instead.
And in every other universe, you wish it were you.
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appropiate what's yours.
we know we can manifest our dream lives, have your desires, yadda yadda yadda… but can you actually do it? see, the ability to manifest is something we all possess. but the willingness to actually act on that is something that some people may need practice in.
to desire and to decide.
to have a desire is easy. we all do, eventually. nevertheless, to claim a desire as yours and appropriate it as such is a whole other step. it requires you to be bold, decisive and focused on what you want to manifest. if you have no problem demanding and accepting things you want to have to be yours, that’s 1 good for you and 2 you are free to either skip this post or read along.
all states belong to you.
now, for those who still need a bit of assistance: you need to learn to declare things as yours. it is of importance to become comfortable in your mind and to realise that any desire, any state, and any feeling is accessible to you. they all belong to you and you shall act like it. there is truly nothing embarrassing, haughty or delusional about it.
the only creator of mind.
see, no one's gonna steal your desires from you. no one's going to say "no" and call you out for wanting things without earning or deserving them. in fact, no one could ever get in your way because they don’t have the free will to do so. people are just you pushed out, a reflection of your imagination, a physical embodiment of what has once only existed imaginatively. and that means… the only person who could possibly interfere with your plans is you. again, nothing and no one outside of you exists.
the mind is limitless.
in case no one has told you, your mind is actually yours! it belongs to you! so USE it. this may come off as a little funny since it’s quite self-explanatory but you are allowed to think the thoughts you desire to think, to feel the feelings you'd like to feel, to decide how your reality should look like according to your personal preference and accept it as such. it's all up to you because your mind is yours. i can’t get in there and tell you what to think of. i can't stop you. and i certainly can’t tell you "no, this is impossible/unrealistic/illogical to manifest".
don't wish, just be.
don’t tell me who you don’t want to be. don’t tell me what you wish, hope or pray to be. instead, tell me who you are. what is it that you want to have? what is it that you want to experience? how would you want your life to look like? whatever it is that you want — if you know what it is — appropriate it. stop holding yourself back by only desiring things. stop stopping yourself. we all have desires we would want to make a reality, so go further.
it is now yours, only.
take it. it’s yours. you have given it to yourself. it’s done. i cannot take it from you, your sp cannot do it either, nor does anyone have the power to remove anything from you what you have already identified with. if you say it’s yours, baby, then it has no other choice but to be yours …
with love, ella.
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