#beautifully obsessed chapter 15

[ninjakk]

I originally read Mo Dao Zu Shi without knowing it was a danmei - and I fell in love with them falling in love.

I've noticed some people saying that we only know WWX is gay/bi/demi/LanZhan-sexual at the beginning because we as the reader are aware it's a BL novel/manwha prior to reading it. Now, that might be true for most - but I have to say, it's actually not for me. I read the book because it came up as a supernatural mystery recommendation and it never actually stated it was a romance or danmei in the description that I read. So I was fortunate enough to read this with a totally unbiased view, and I actually feel quite lucky about it. I have since read it again (and again!) and each time I still notice something I might have missed the first time!

As I started reading it, the first scene that made me question WWX's feelings for LWJ is a scene I recently wrote about. It's a beautifully small moment when WWX could smell the sandalwood in LWJs room and it evoked emotions that came across as a subtle yearning with undertones of sadness. I will admit this peaked my interest and I carried on reading, with a sense that WWX might not be telling us everything about himself and his old acquaintance. Then we get to the cold spring scene where he is absolutely stunned at LWJs body and is in denial about it. At this point I knew he was at least physically attracted to men in some way. This is when I started to question if his 'playing the part of a cut-sleeve' was as big of a ruse as he was claiming it was!

Then we go onto the Cloud Recesses flashbacks of when they first met. Now obviously I had picked up on a few moments prior to this, so you could say I was now looking at the rest of the novel with expectations of his sexuality. Within seconds of reading the new chapter I noticed he was describing LWJ as pretty and handsome - a lot! He seemed to have quite a little crush on him in my eyes. But, and I guess this is quite funny as so many are the opposite way, I actually didn't pick up on LWJ's feelings for him as quickly! The fact WWX kept gravitating towards LWJ even though he was cold to him was so cute and I was hooked at what was going to happen next, and if I was right about WWXs feelings. It quickly became apparent to me that he had a little obsession with trying to make LWJ look at him!

My absolute favourite part of chapter 15 is this:

As he had expected, after a short while of sitting down, Wei WuXian repeated his past conduct again, giving Lan WangJi a piece of paper for him to see. Lan WangJi originally thought that it was going to be a mess of lame phrases again, but after a coincidental glimpse, he was surprised to find the drawing of a person, sitting upright and reading by the window, with a vividly realistic expression on his face. It was himself. Seeing that he didn’t avert his gaze at once, Wei WuXian curled his lips, and raised his eyebrow with a wink. No words were needed, since the meaning was plain to see — Does it look like you? Is it good?

Now I know shortly after that, WWX uses this as a distraction to swap the books around for porn! But, he didn't have to put so much effort into his drawing. To me it was actually a sweet act on his behalf. There's something deeply personal about someone gifting you a drawing they have done of your likeness. Especially as it looked vividly realistic, we can assume he definitely drew LWJ looking very beautiful, as this is how he seems him. It's actually quite a raw and vulnerable moment for someone to do this usually. WWXs cheeky flirty wink just made it perfect! Unfortunately WWX didn't get the reaction he was hoping for and continues to press LWJ's buttons to get a reaction out of him.

Lan WangJi slowly spoke, “You have spare time, yet you scribble instead of copy the text. In my opinion, the day of your release from this punishment will never come.” Wei WuXian blew on the ink which hadn’t dried yet and spoke nonchalantly, “I already finished copying, so I won’t be coming tomorrow!” Lan WangJi’s slender fingers seemed to have paused before flipping over the next yellow-tinted page. Surprisingly, Wei WuXian wasn’t silenced. As he didn’t provoke any reaction, Wei WuXian lightly threw the drawing, “It’s yours.”

This is the first scene where I actually thought LWJ might actually like WWX - but I wasn't sure if it was the same way I assumed WWX felt of course. The fact LWJs fingers paused briefly, told me he was a bit disappointed that WWX wouldn't be coming back to the library the next day.

The next scene, where WWX is eager to accompany LWJ and his brother to deal with the water ghouls is pretty cute as well. WWX is very keen to come along and LWJs brother lets us in on a secret - he can tell LWJ wants WWX to come as well. While they're dealing with the water ghouls, we get to see WWX 'flirting' with girls. So obviously this is a significant point for me, because I was starting to think he fancied LWJ.

Chapter 17

Wei WuXian assuredly threw a series of charming winks at both sides of the path, “Sisters, how much for half a kilogram of loquats?” His age was young, and his appearance was handsome. With such high spirits, it really was a scene of frivolous peach blossoms pursuing the running stream. One woman lifted her bamboo hat, smiling with her head raised, “Young beau, you needn’t pay. How ’bout I can give you one for free?” The Wu dialect was soft, sounding refreshing and sweet. The speaker’s lips moved melodiously, and the listener’s ears would be enveloped in fragrance. Wei WuXian cupped his hands together, “If it’s given to me by Sister, then I definitely want it!” The woman put her hand into the basket, and threw him a round, golden loquat, “You needn’t be such polite. It’s for how handsome you look!” The boats moved at a fast speed. As the two boats met, they immediately passed each other. Wei WuXian turned around, perfectly catching it, and grinned, “Sister looks even prettier!” As he showed off and flirted on the side, Lan WangJi was staring straight ahead, appearing quite virtuous. Wei WuXian smugly tossed the loquat in his hand, and suddenly pointed at him, “Sisters, do you think that he looks handsome?” Lan WangJi didn’t expect Wei WuXian to suddenly talk about him at all. Just as he was unsure of how to respond, the women on the river spoke in harmony, “Even more handsome!” Amid this, there seemed to be the laughter of a few men. Wei WuXian spoke, “Then, does anyone want to give him one? If you only give me and not him, I’m afraid he might be jealous when we go back!” Chirp-like laughter echoed through the whole river. Another woman came from in front of them, standing on her boat, “Okay, okay, you get two. Heads up, young beau, catch!” After the second one also landed in his hand, Wei WuXian shouted, “Sister, you’re not only pretty, but you’re nice as well. The next time I come here, I’m gonna buy a whole basket!” The woman’s voice was vibrant, and she was more daring than the other. She pointed at Lan WangJi, “Get him to come as well. You all can come here and get them!” Wei WuXian held the loquat in front of Lan WangJi’s eyes. Lan WangJi didn’t move his gaze, “Move.” And, so, Wei WuXian moved it away, “I knew that you definitely wouldn’t accept it, so I never intended to give it to you. Jiang Cheng, catch!”

When I originally read this chapter, I noticed quite a few things. WWX didn't describe the girls in any detail at all, he just wasn't interested in them in that way - all he wanted was some freebies! Then I noticed how he had to mention how good looking LWJ was yet again! It's quite obvious he got the second loquat for LWJ, but because like usual, LWJ acted cold and didn't accept it - he backtracked and said he never intended to give it to him anyway. Which was a lie, WWX is not unkind like that.

There are a few other parts that made me sure there was definitely something developing between them during WWXs time at the CR. When WWX and LWJ were in the cold spring, WWX kept gravitating towards him once again. He then complimented him and admitted how much he admires and respects him. LWJ seemed a little flustered by WWX being close to him without any clothes on, but he did actually talk to him a little bit - which is an improvement from before!

Chapter 18

Have you been to Yunmeng? Yunmeng is really fun. Yunmeng’s food is also good. I don’t know if it’s Gusu’s or the Cloud Recess’s problem, but the food in your sect are so bad. If you come to Lotus Pier, you can eat lots of delicious food. I can take you to pick lotus seed pods and water chestnuts. Lan Zhan, do you wanna come?” Lan WangJi, “No.” Wei WuXian, “Don’t answer everything with negative words. You sound so uncaring; girls won’t like it. Let me tell you—the girls in Yunmeng look very pretty, different from the sort of pretty in Gusu.” He winked his left eye at Lan in a proud way, “You sure you don’t wanna come?” Lan WangJi hesitated, but still replied, “No…”

The invitation to come and visit him is so sweet and could be taken in a platonic way. But I noticed that once the offer was dismissed by LWJ, he sounded very rejected and then went on to say 'girls won't like it', when in fact it is himself who doesn't like LWJ answering so negatively to him all the time.

Then there's the scene when WWX gifts him two rabbits. MXTX very clearly intended these two male rabbits to represent WWX and LWJ. With one being described as having emotionless eyes and very still - LWJ. The other, energetic and playful towards the quieter rabbit - WWX. Not long after we are introduced to WWX and LWJ of the bunny world... They hump. Yep... That's when I knew. These two were going to get it on like rampant rabbits. I mean, could you get anymore of a hint that they liked each other than literally having their rabbit counterparts spell it out to the reader! And even if you didn't take that as symbolic, the rest of the flirting and chemistry from previous chapters is enough to indicate to most there is something going on with these two hormonal teenagers.

Don't worry, I won't go through the whole book! But as you can see, I started to think there was some chemistry between them from very early on - even though I didn't know this book had any romance or was a danmei. In fact, this was the first danmei I ever read! I fell in love with them falling in love. No expectations, no judgement, just me reading a truly beautiful, yet unexpected love story unfolding within a brilliant supernatural mystery, with a dash of comedy. I was hooked.

#mdzs wwx #mdzs lwj #mdzs wei wuxian #mdzs lan wangji #mdzs novel #wangxian #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #mdzs meta #wwx and lwj are rampant rabbits #bunny wwx and lwj #hormonal wwx and lwj #no judgment no expectations just love

[burninlovebutler]

Masterlist🦋💫

~🚧i know this is messy rn pls ignore it is under construction 🚧~

-> Welcome to my Blog Introduction

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-> Candy Hearts ♡ (vday)* - Sub!Austin x DomFem!Reader

-> Camp Counselors - Pt. 1 + Pt. 2 - Austin x Fem!reader

-> Talkshow Host!Austin Headcanons

Bikeriders Asshole!Austin x Makeup Artist!Reader

-> Pt. 1 *

-> Pt. 2*

-> Pt. 3*

-> Pt. 4.1 *

**last updated; 04.30.23**

-> Pt. 4.2 [coming soon]

-> Pt. 5 [coming soon]

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𝙸 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚣𝚣𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝙻𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘

Themes: friends to lovers, SLOW burn, ANGST, eventual smut, Austin x fem!oc, midsize oc, sad boi/addict aus, fluffy, semi-AU (indie actor austin)

Summary/Intro: Best friends since college, Austin and Elsie are each other's safety nets. Austin has secrets only Elsie knows, and Elsie has too many closet skeletons for Austin to count.

Austin battles internal demons since the death of his father, which caused a switch to flip that would change him forever. His father’s death happened 4 years ago but it still haunts him – in his mind and in little pills.

Elsie has a weakness for wicked, vile, abusive men. Her boyfriend, Nox, is the latest culprit. And Austin can’t fucking stand him.  

Between trying to rescue each other and struggling to save themselves, is there something lying underneath?

18+ as this contains both smut & mature sensitive topics. Please check TWs for each chapter. General overarching warnings at the bottom of this post.

Since this is slow burn-ish so some themes/smut do not show up until later

Chapters containing smut that have * by their name

Forever Winter Spotify Playlist ❄️💞

FW Chapters:

01 - Has He Texted You?

02 - Dependency

03 - The Close Call Clause

04 - Not The First Time

05 - Fix-It Pancakes

06 - Cold Showers

07 - Giving In

08 - Of Course I Do

09 - Thanksgiving Pt. 1

10 - Thanksgiving Pt. 2

11 - Winter Break

12 - Truth or Dare

13 - Dressing Room Games

14 - Hot or Cold? *

15 - No Touching **

16 - When The Night Ends

17 - Do Not Disturb

18 - Nothing There

19 - Not Even For A Second

20 - I Know You’re Lying

21 - Blue M&Ms

22 - Christmas - Pt. 1 - (ft. The Grinch)

23 - Christmas - Pt. 2 - Comeback Special**

24 - Ski Slopes**

25 - New Years Eve (Pt. 1) - Til You Come Back for More*

26 - New Years (Pt. 2) - Say It Again**

27 - The First Close Call

28 - Temporary Fix*

29 - Be My Mistake*

30 - It's Not Living (If It's Not With You)

31 - Mr. Percocet

32 - [TBA - coming soon]

**last updated 05.31.23**

[more chapters to be announced lol]

Author’s Notes:

Each chapter will contain a related song suggestion and matching lyrics. I highly recommend listening to each song as they beautifully mesh with the themes of each individual chapter.

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Austin/Elvis yanked me from fanfic retirement so when I started writing FW, I fell in love with the characters & the storyline. I’m posting here so that maybe others can fall in love with them too.

I haven’t written in a while so sorry if it’s a little rusty, especially in the first couple chapters.

This post ended up being really long so sorry if it was a lot, thank you if you made it this far.

I hope you love it, please let me know if you do.

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[spiribia]

Also the fact that Seraph reads "grand tales" probably of knights, so much of her identity relates to this role because (I think) she's ashamed and probably scared of her own lesbianism. And Luna saying she doesn't like anything.. it's so different for her, where Seraph uses her role as an escape for who she is Luna's role as princess is all she's ever known. they're both such interesting characters I'm obsessed with them. And chapter 15 Hound !!!!! This was an incredible chapter because of how much sense it made about the characters motivations and also it was beautifully written and structured and illustrated and the whole way it fits into the narrative is masterful. A dog has so much longing "the only thing these damned beasts are capable of is wanting" "they know naught but baseless instinct" a dog's desires lead to pain and must be controlled. Being a lesbian is like being a hound and having desires that aren't allowed and are useless and worse than that. And the "you will be obliterated" what Seraph is doing in her feelings for Luna is like the hound attacking people. It's dangerous and leads to obliteration. Seraph tries to hide this part of her by being a knight, by being a loyal hound. Like in chapter 13 she denies that she's hungry in order to serve Luna as her knight. But then she admits her hunger she admits her desire. Also the chapters caterpillar and pupae are so good with that symbolism. A caterpillar like a hound has destructive desires "the bane of gardeners" And the fact that the chapter "pupae" is when they go to the village and must hide their relationship. In a pupa a caterpillar is hidden but it still changes and morphs. And in the village they see the stars and they are contained, these feelings are contained around he rest of the world for the fear of what they might think. I'm obsessed. Anyway I'm sorry for rambling this night be completely wrong or maybe very obvious but I just want to say. I love you webcomic and I love fantasy lesbians 👍

YESSSS thank you once more. seraph definitely has a complex under the surface relationship with her gayness especially in conflation with her wanting the princess, though she doesn't necessarily view her gayness inherently as a moral failing i would say...she thinks it's a lot simpler than it is. definitely a lot of subliminal clutter in her mind. and yess dog longing & dog and caterpillar hunger FTW and their relationships to their roles. thank you so much so awesome to see your asks really made my day.

#ask #mightydyke

[adelaidedrubman]

PHOTOS TAKEN MOMENTS BEFORE DISASTER 

i recently got the chance to commission the exceptionally talented @derelictheretic to bring to life the long awaited wildfire patheticore sex moment from wildfire chapter 15, and when i say it could not have turned out more beautiful…. every time i look at this piece i just get more obsessed. the way dean captured everything so perfectly between them. THE LIGHTING. the detail on the lace. on the hay bale. the petals on the ground. the way they’re silhouetted by the moonlight. he brought this scene to life more beautifully than i could ever describe it and i am demanding everyone who can commission them right now. threat. 

also threat: full nsfw version + scene excerpt below cut, screaming crying hoping praying tumblr lets me get away with it. click the readmore if you are so inclined.

“Fuck, I’m fucking there. It feels so good. Don’t fucking stop, Rook.”

The name hit her ears with a cold, clanging weight despite the sweet way his noises fluttered and pulsed with warmth and want. So impersonal, so harsh and sterile, so unbefitting the lovely surrender he gave her. All the more so after she’d let his name slip past her lips as she unraveled, and here he was bursting at the seams for her, and —

“Jessie,” she corrected with a soft grunt, eyes locking on his with steely determination. “You’ll call me Jessie when you cum for me.”

#nsft #happy thanksgiving everyone #jestiny images #oc: deputy jestiny ellen #otp: stop bothering these nice folks #john seed #commissions #arts and commissies

[mackenzielovee]

I started reading sixth sense last night, just finished it and i'm blown away. I recently wrote you that I was obsessed with ambivalence and now after reading sixth sense I can't even express words. The way you write so beautifully about the characters, the love they have for each other and can't forget about the plots and cliffhangers. I had to make myself sleep because I could't stop reading part after part and it got really late. I'm so impressed and blown away of your talent. You truley have a gift and I'm forever grateful to found your account and had the honor of reading your work. Last thing before I stop bothering you with my rambling. Me being the way I am and not wanting good things to end, but will you continue sixth sense or maybe a sequel? I truly understand if chapter 15 was the last because it ended so beautifully but a girl can hope. I truly appreciate your writing and the stories you create. WOW ❤️

omg i am crying. I LOVE YOU. THANK YOU. you could never bother me with anything. this means SO much to know that you read it and couldn’t put it down💘💘💘 that’s all i want! i give you a great big hug and so much love. thank you thank you thank you !!

#ask! #<3

[marcskywalker]

The Anthropocene Reviewed (review)

I was 13 when John Green had released his most popular book, the fault in our stars. Quickly after the release, it was gaining enormous traction in the US (and maybe the UK I'm not an expert on this) but the wave hadn't hit the global south yet.

I convinced my then best friend (now an acquaintance that I text on new years) to buy the book because I wanted to see if the book was worth the hype but didn't want to spend my own money on it. Not that I told her that, of course, but we were best friends at the time, so making purchases for each other were common.

By the time I'd read the book, I had turned 14. And before I'd hit 15, I could recite the book back to you.

I had read and reread and reread, and wrote down quotes, and stood in front of my friends recreating the eulogy for Augustus.

I was obsessed.

I was obsessed with

It's a metaphor

with

Some infinities are bigger than other infinities

with

The marks humans leave are too often scars

with

Funerals are for the living. Not for the dead.

with

I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.

Needless to say, after that, I'd bought other books by John Green. Looking for Alaska, An abundance of Katherine, Paper Town, Turtles all the was down; some of them failed to make an impression on me, and others were..... Good, but nothing I wanted to drown myself in.

Nothing that brought back the magic of the fault in our stars.

I'm 23 now. I no longer read the kind of books I read when I was 13.

I'd wanted to read a non fiction book on a flight, and somehow, I decided to fall back on the comfort of John Green.

Reading Anthropocene Reviewed, it was nothing like the naive, simple love between Augustus and Hazel. But it reminds me again why I keep reading in search of books that I can read and reread and reread and reread.

His writing is witty and insightful, and so so lyrical. I have always found his writing style to be little bit pretentious, but without the air of condescend, which just makes it even more beautiful.

One of the things I like a lot about this book is that it isn't all "humans are the worst and the planet will be so much better if we went extinct and that's why our extinction is inevitable". It's like how, sometimes, gloomy days are the most beautiful; with dark clouds and cold wind. A lot of the book does talk about (or around) the impending and inevitable doom, but in the same way how gloomy days are beautiful, it's somehow peaceful and positive to read about the doom through John Green's words.

But I would argue that when our light goes out, it will be Earth’s greatest tragedy, because while I know humans are prone to grandiosity, I also think we are by far the most interesting thing that ever happened on Earth.

Another thing that he has done beautifully in this book is integrating the theme of each chapter with an anecdote. He could make me feel less alone in the universe by telling me about cave paintings. That, I think, is pure ingenious.

To me, though, the hand stencils say, “I was here.” They say, “You are not new.”

I could go on and on about the tidbits and parts of book that I liked, but most of all what I liked was, here I was, 35000ft above international waters; and I was 14 and in love with John Green's words again.

I give John Green and this book 5 stars.

#book reviews #john green #the anthropocene reviewed #booklr

[bakugosbratx]

Hoping to have Chapter 15 of Beautifully Obsessed out tonight 🥰

#beautifully obsessed update #beautifully obsessed chapter 15

[starkeristheendgame]

favourite multi chapter starker fics?

Condition by @pretty-well-funded literally rules my life. I think I've gone back and re-read it about 15 times so far. I literally can't imagine life without reading it.

One Call Away by @readysetstarker? Literal perfection. I would sacrifice my whole ass soul for this fic. I've re-read it so many times.

In Loco Parentis is my dark, guilty obsession. The sequel too. This is my absolute fodder for when I want to indulge.

There are so, so many more, but these are among the first multi-chapter works I ever read for Starker and are like historical heritage for me and my Starker fandom experience. They're all written so beautifully.

#fanfic #starker #ironspider #tony stark/peter parker #tony stark x peter parker #peter parker x tony stark #peter parker/tony stark #fic rec

[eyessharpweaponshot]

hi there!! are there any fics you’re reading right now that you would recommend? i need something good after the season we’ve been given so far 😣

hello there!

I agree, this season has been disappointing - especially considering it’s the last one. but thankfully, our fandom is full of amazing writers that serve us goods regularly. I have so much to recommend, it’s a joke. so prepare for a long fic rec. In no particular order, let’s begin:

1. Chasin’ You - @burninghoneyatdusk

okay. you’re gonna see a bit of a theme with me in these fic recs because the authors I mention are some of my favourites in the world - sam being one of the TOP TIER ones. this fic is a modern au, written about clarke and bellamy as exes (a favourite trope of mine) that have went their separate ways. clarke has moved away and hasn’t kept tabs on bellamy but he's soared to the top as a country star, his hit single being about her and what they had. if there’s any fic from this list you need to start reading, it’s this one.

2. Voices in the Water - @burninghoneyatdusk

It’s the canon version we all wanted. set on earth, clarke’s aunt (nia) forces her into an arranged marriage with king bellamy to unite the clans. but under it all, nia has tasked her to kill him. obviously, as clarke falls in love with bellamy, it’s the one task wanheda probably can’t complete. I'm in love with the imagery and descriptions in this fic. there are honestly some lines that sam writes that I want to frame and put up in my house. absolute brilliance.

3. All Because of You - @burninghoneyatdusk

*sheepishly raises hand* - hi, it’s me again, fangirling over another one of sam’s fics. if you have followed me for a while, either here or on twitter, you’ll have seen me screaming about this fic. I've pulled over while driving to read an update that came through to my email. no lie. I don’t say this lightly but it is definitely in my top 3 favourite bellarke fics of all time. sam DELIVERS with this one. bellamy knocks up his sister’s best friend when they’re both young and they grow together in raising their daughter. this fic flashes between present and future in the most seamless way and we see how in love they were back then but too scared to admit it, combined with how in love they are now that they are mature and older - but yet can’t seem to take the leap. I can’t tell you enough how good this fic is. I'm in love and it’s one of those fics that I would happily have as a book on my bookshelf, the pages worn and falling out from the amount of times that I re-read it.

*I just want to note that sam is doing a fantastic job at running @bellarkefic-for-blm. This is an opportunity for the bellarke community to directly support the Black Lives Matter cause through reading and writing fanfiction. For every fanfiction prompt a participating writer receives, they ask that you donate to an organization that supports the BLM cause. This initiative includes non-bellarke the 100 ships and requests for other content (e.g. gif sets, icons, moodboards, fanart). please check them out and request a prompt (this also includes updates for the above mentioned fics)*

4. Count Your Teeth - @icantloseyou-too

let me tell you, you guys will be well fed after reading this fic. It’s one of the most original idea’s and we get so much bellarke and the blake siblings in this one. bellamy is a treasure hunter and married to clarke, after leaving his thieving days behind him. that is until his past comes knocking and drags him back into that world again - and clarke along with him. absolute chefs kiss!

5. Cups and Sorcerers - @icantloseyou-too

again, such a unique plot with just the right amount of fluff. clarke is a witch who owns a coffee shop and she ends up meeting someone just as unique as her. I’m invested in this to an embarrassing degree and it always puts me in a good mood when this fic is updated. such a light and heart filling read and ciara does a fantastic job of world building in this fic.

6. Paint me in Trust - @pawprinterfanfic

I'm sure this fic needs no introduction. everyone and their mother has heard of it and if you haven’t read it yet, believe me, you’re missing out. a harry potter au that runs alongside the last few movies without being involved with the main characters. essie manages to make an already existing world so different, thrilling and gripping. it emotionally upends you and takes you along for the ride without any intention of letting you off. I'm just in love with it and rightly so!

7. When the Wolves Come Home - @pawprinterfanfic

I don’t know how people aren’t RAVING about this fic more because I certainly am. it’s massive for me to even say this because I love all of essie’s work but it’s my favourite fic that she’s written. I can’t describe the feeling I get when I read how she’s written bellarke in this. it’s a percy jackson au but you don’t need to have knowledge of that world to enjoy this. I actually started reading the books because of this fic. essie writes it so well and incorporates a lot of fantastic elements from greek mythology while also keeping me on the edge of my seat with bellarke’s journey. HERE FOR IT ALL THE WAY.

8. I’ll Find You in the Morning Sun - @cominguproses13x

I’ve never seen a fic talked about as much as this one. with 60 chapters, it’s bound to satisfy any hunger you have for bellarke. it’s set in a post apocalyptic world and it is beyond a shadow of a doubt, my favourite setting to read bellarke in. I've actually stopped reading this fic on chapter 5 because im currently writing my own post apocalyptic au as it was a trope on my bingo card and I don’t want any subconscious spill over, but I fully intend on reading the rest of the fic in one go once my fic is published and done. it deserves all the praise and hype.

9. For Blue Skies - @kombellarke

kayla’s fics make me actually weep. her writing style is just unbelievable and she sucks me into stories so fast. this one is no different. I live and breathe for bellarke as exes and this fic is one of my favourites. it’s a modern au with clarke as a mother and she cascades back into bellamy’s life without warning. perfect angst and anticipation. in love.

10. Love Like Fools - @talistheintrovert

the way I love talis with my whole heart. I'm always obsessed with her fics and the way this one was written was just magnificent. enemies to friends to lovers, roommates, angst, emotional comforting? SIGN ME UP. the perfect mix of all of those and I felt so good after reading this. always a fan.

11. It Had To Be You - @useyourtelescope

I had the honour of pre-reading some of this fic before it was published and I felt so privileged. a regency au with a prank war sprinkled in? perfection. hana honestly writes this so beautifully and I can’t recommend this enough. it’s so unique and we are all so incredibly lucky that there’s something in the bellarke fic world for everyone.

12. Veni, Vidi, Vinci - @carrieeve

Again, proof of the pudding that there’s something in fic for everyone. I’ve never read one like this before and it THRILLED me. murphy and bellamy working together to steal a Vinci? it was the fic I never knew I needed. the bellarke interaction in this was beautifully written and I am just completely obsessed. we really struck gold with the bellarke big bang works this year.

13. A Twist of Fate - @queenemori

let’s be honest, soulmate au’s are always wanted and needed in this fandom and kara does an excellent job of serving us this one. we got some team cockroach in here along with some top tier quality bellarke. what more could you ask for? if you haven’t read this fic yet, you need to. so thankful for kara being the absolute gifted babe that she is.

14. Power Over Me - @sparklyfairymira

okay, if you recently watched the witcher on netflix like I did, believe me, you NEED to read this fic. if you haven’t watched the witcher, this fic will make you want to watch it. the smut in this, the plot, the WRITING. absolutely phenomenal. have I mentioned how lucky we are to have such fantastic writers in this fandom?

15. There’s a Serpent Lying Deep Down in These Still Waters - @shaeheda

post apocalyptic au? SIGN ME UP. bellarke thrown together in unkind circumstances? SIGN ME UP. this magnificent human writing a fic? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP. I'm so in love with this fic already and I haven’t even finished it yet. as I've said, I've stopped reading fics in this genre until my own is completed but I’ve read enough to tell you that this needs to be on your next to read list. forever in awe of the talent here and this fic makes me feel so lucky to be part of something so great.

I hope this satisfies you for a while and that you enjoy all the bellarkey goodness that comes from these fics. I'm gonna drop some of mine below because why not? just in case you’re in need of something more.

1. I Found Peace in Your Violence

clarke griffin has it all. she’s popular, an artistic prodigy and has a wealthy family to boot. so when her perfect world comes crashing down around her, it’s time to sink or swim. she tests positive for the Homicidal Tendency Syndrome gene, also known as the kill gene. clarke is plucked from her comfortable life and placed into a school with people just like her - carriers, delinquents. when she meets bellamy blake there, he looks like everything they say HTS carriers are. a monster, a criminal. yet, he’s the one who protects her.

2. I Am Lost This Time

a void!bellamy fic that we all deserved to have happen in canon. an au where bellamy hears clarke’s radio calls from earth, sees her memories in m-cap and where she really is the key: the one that unlocks his memories and brings him back to her.

3. Purple, Blue, Orange, Red

bellarke are childhood friends and teenage lovers, reuniting in the midst of the same grief that tore them apart.

4. Devil Side

post apocalyptic setting and my favourite fic to have ever written. both of them coming together to survive and protect those in their family, including two small children. bellarke started out as strangers, who would have thought that they’d end up co-parenting in the middle of a world that is too dangerous to survive out in the open?

5. Waste It on Me

a soulmate/reincarnation au that I wrote based off my own breakup and feelings. probably my most popular fic and should keep you going in terms of bellarke feels.

#bellarke #the 100 #bellarke fanfiction #bellarke fic rec #fic recommendations #jensfic #eyessharpweaponshot #wonderful writers #wonderful fics

[asteroiideae]

okay, so I don’t make these kinds of posts often because tbh I’m a little lazy and very tired like 24/7 lmao but I’ve been seeing a lot of Pride reading lists hit my dash (and they’re excellent, and I save them all!) buuuut reading books is still a roadblock I’m struggling to mentally overcome -- and audiobooks are great, but they take 84 years (sometimes literally???) to get through. so! I thought I’d share a (very tiny) list of the queer manga I’ve read this year that you might enjoy for Pride, with some descriptions/trigger warnings/thoughts to go with them. so here we go in no particular order other than where they sit on my bookshelf:

What Did You Eat Yesterday? by Fumi Yoshinaga

okay so I know I go on about this manga at literally every presented opportunity, but I honestly just can’t help myself??? as a thirty-something queer adult, I really love the quiet maturity of this relationship between Shiro and Kenji; especially when it’s highlighted by references to shenanigans of their youth, and the ways in which they are still growing as both individuals and a couple. I’ve only read the first six volumes but I’m OBSESSED.

Status: Ongoing (17 volumes; 15 translated) Summary: Shiro and Kenji are an established adult couple with separate careers and interests, whose relationship is depicted over the meals cooked for them by Shiro. This doesn’t have an overarching plot, which might be off-putting for some readers; each chapter can be compared to a fanfic one-shot, usually containing it’s own tiny storyline or theme. It’s literally just domestic moments and meals shared between these men. Warnings: While I didn’t personally have a problem with this, younger readers might find some of the dated terms offensive. If you’ve spent any time with older queer folks (older as in 45-50+) this won’t be anything you aren’t used to, but if your experience of queer folx skews younger or online, you might get taken by surprise. There’s also some internalized homophobia; and by some I mean quite a bit. Shiro’s personal arc (at least in the first six volumes) heavily revolves around how much he closets himself and tries desperately to pass as “normal” in Japanese business culture.

Boys Run The Riot by Keito Gaku

holy shit holy shit holy SHIT. this story is so good??? so VERY good??? I was a little cautious, and a little bit uninterested in a story about teens (only because I’m in my thirties and crave more adult representation,) but I was VERY WRONG to be. Boys Run The Riot is beautifully drawn, beautifully written, and probably my favorite work on this list. the mangaka is also trans so the inherent understanding and nuance of our protagonist’s experience is really lovely. Also featuring a fantastic brotp between a trans boy and his new himbo bestie; no seriously if you want a story about a trans boy getting to have good broships with other boys his own age I CANNOT stress this enough. Volume two is releasing next month; I have it preordered. I’m laying on my floor wishing for time to hurry the fuck up. I need more of this smol angry trans boy and his big soft himbo bff. PLS. Status: Ongoing (4 volumes published; 2 translated) Summary: Ryo Watari is a second year high school student who is trans and struggling to feel comfortable with his very rigidly structured life at school, at home, and among his friends (to whom he is not out.) By chance he meets Jin Sato, a cis boy who also feels outcast (often judged for his appearance without any deeper thought.) When Ryo comes out to Jin in a state of frustration, Jin accepts who Ryo is and makes an offer -- why not start a fashion line that subverts all the expectations that have been put on them both; why not express themselves even when they’ve been told they shouldn’t. Warnings: Ryo is struggling with gender dysphoria, and it is written by someone who has probably experienced it, so it might be a little real for any trans folks who deal with that. Also, while neither the narrative nor Jin misgender Ryo (at least, not once he expresses to Jin that he is a man), Ryo is not out to anyone else and so he frequently is misgendered at school and we see how badly that impacts him and the way he views himself and processes his emotions. Ryo spends a lot of time being angry and trying to swallow it down, and that can be very raw to witness at times. There is also a depiction of unsafe binding (though the mangaka has an immediate note about binding safety, and goes further in-depth at the back of the manga.)

Our Dining Table by Mita Ori

okay, so I was a bit on the fence about whether or not I wanted to include this as a rec, but I decided that it might actually been what someone wants or needs, so here it is! while I really enjoyed this concept, and I’m always a sucker for found family stories (let me tell you I’m queer without telling you I’m queer, much?) it feels like this story is a bit rushed at times, and the romantic relationship between our protagonists is very blink and you’ll miss it. I don’t even want to call it subtle so much as it is just not remotely the focus of the story so it’s a little startling when it happens. but! if you’re looking for a story about adults processing grief and trauma together, and learning how to care for another person (and as a result, learning how to care for themselves,) this is a nice read that isn’t too heavy!  Status: Complete (one volume) Summary: Yutaka is a salaryman whose past experiences prevent him from reaching out to others, even through something so simple as sharing a meal. Despite this is REALLY loves to cook, and wishes he had a reason to do it more often. Then he meets Minoru, and his muuuuuch younger brother Tane (it’s like a 17 year age gap between the brothers?) and finds himself teaching them how to cook, and overcoming his fear of eating in front of others. Warnings: Good news, there’s no overt homophobia in this story! Bad news, the other trauma makes up for it! We have a lot of trauma surrounding parental death, childhood bullying, and adoption; in addition to an actual fear of eating in front of others.

Our Dreams at Dusk / Shimanami Tasogare by Yuhki Kamatani

this is the first manga series I collected, and I’m still very pleased about that. the art is ABSOLUTELY stunning? the use of visual imagery and surreal analogies to explain queerness is fucking on POINT. I cried so hard during a couple of these volumes I developed a migraine. I only have one piece of critique on the whole thing (addressed in the warnings,) and I intend to do another re-read when I’m ready for the catharsis of sobbing into my pillow again. Like Boys Run The Riot, Our Dreams at Dusk is drawn and written by a member of the queer community (a non-binary mangaka, this time,) and as a result it hits pretty fucking close to home in a lot of ways. while I really love this series it’s super not for the faint of heart, you WILL come out of this reading experience with some things to unpack. Status: Completed (4 volumes; 4 translated) Summary: We mostly follow Tasuku Kaname, as he is outted at school by a classmate as being homosexual, and his initial despair and subsequent journey of acceptance. In this process, Tasuku finds himself at a drop-in center, which seems to primarily function as a safe space for queer people; we meet several lesbians, an elderly gay man, a trans character, and a young character who isn’t ready for any kind of label because they are still ??? about themselves and their identity. Each of these “secondary” characters is given room to breathe and to work through difficulties of their own while Tasuku watches and learns that even though life is hard sometimes, there’s beauty to be found in one’s own strength. Warnings: hoooo boy; well there’s all kinds of homophobia and transphobia; a character is outted against their will (multiple times), there’s some really insidious transphobia covered by “concern”, there’s internalized homophobia everywhere, and a very complicated asexual character whose presentation left me (as an ace) with super mixed feelings and a lot of frustration (though I wouldn’t call it bad necessarily; just wanted to put that out there for my fellow asexual folks.) If you have read (or go on to read!) any of these, please let me know! I’d love to chat about the stories, and hear your thoughts on them -- because we’re a broad/diverse community and our own experiences shape us differently and give us different insights. <3 ANYWAY, for those of you who read this monstrous self-indulgent post, thank you! Feel free to add any queer manga you’ve been reading below - I’m always on the hunt for more recs!

#happy pride #manga recs #gay representation #queer representation #trans characters #asexual characters #gay characters #everything in-between tbh

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My Top Posts in 2021

#4

i read this fic at ao3 and the writer mentioned how is it balekin whos informed madoc that eva still alive and the reason madoc killed both of jude’s parents. idk if more people remember and realise about it but yea another reason why balekin really deserves to be k!lled by jude.

5 notes • Posted 2021-12-16 11:52:47 GMT

#3

im lack of judecardan im so exhausted. i reread tfota so many times and i feel like i read all complete judecardan ffs 😣 i NEED MORE

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#2

i just wanna say, jeon wonwoo here lowkey reminds me of prince cardan. currently obsessed with cruel prince series.

22 notes • Posted 2021-10-22 15:17:47 GMT

#1

i read these fic from ao3 it was so beautifully sad for last 2 chapters. i am crying in mess.

edt: i added the link below anyway bcs i didnt realise u can add the link 😭✋

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[extremelyblackandwhite]

the unseen one - 15

Pairing: Hades!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: none

A/N: how many chapters would you guys like a week? i feel like posting every single day due to covid-19 quarantine but maybe it’s too much? what do you guys feel like?

anyhow, hope you enjoy this chapter! feedback is always appreciated!!

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The Underworld was usually a mess of sounds. From the tortured screams of those who had sinned in their lifetimes to the cries of those drowning in the river of souls for the very first time, the sound of the Underworld sounded just like his nightmares. Bucky always wondered if this was his own version of hell, if this was payment for the amount of lives he had taken. However, today, the Underworld was quiet, all he could hear were the sounds of the waters washing upon the red greyish rocks of the entrance. He always thought that silence was what he wanted but today, silence was a new form of pain levelling upon him. There was almost no work for him, people normally didn’t die during Valentines’ Day, and the judgment court did not really want his opinion for any cases today so he had plenty of time with his thoughts. The one that stuck was Y/N laying in bed, sleeping, and him watching without being able to stay with her. He knew he’d have to make it up to her somehow, he just didn’t know exactly how.

His eyes settled on the little sunflower she’d given him, beautifully sat on his desk as a reminder of her sunny aura. Bucky wasn’t good with plants, he could never make sure one survived but this one, this one seemed to somehow thrive in the sunless Underworld.

    - Your Highness. - a soft yet repeated knock reverberated through his office, thankfully removing him from his mind. The door was slowly opened to show Hecate in a dishevelled state. The always primely kept red locks were pushed back with most of the hair falling, a concerned look on her face, tensed expression. - We have a problem. 

    - What’s wrong, Hecate? - they had fallen into a strictly professional relationship with the Goddess of Witchcraft not being in agreement with him meeting up with a mortal almost all the time. She sighed, arms crossed in front of her regal purple gown.

    - Someone broke into the Elysium last night. We don’t know why, maybe with some aid but there’s pomegranates missing. - she gestured with her hands, James’ mind filling with worry as those words came out of her mouth. He was gonna be thrown into the tartarus if it came out that someone had stolen the fruit of the dead. - Thanatos thinks he can track it but we’re not entirely sure if someone has consumed it yet. 

     - I thought you had your maidens protecting the fruit of the dead. What happened? - he raised from his desk, knuckles turning white as he grabbed onto it trying not to break out into an anger attack, knowing exactly how Hecate would deal with his anger. She raised an eyebrow at his question, hands coming to rest upon her waist, not believing he was about to blame the loss of the fruit onto one of her maidens.

    -  Look, we can’t exactly say how many pomegranates are missing but if someone has consumed them, they should be able to enter the Underworld. God, they belong to the Underworld now and we don’t need any living mortals in the underworld or any bottom feeders. - James and Hecate were of the opinion that mortals had no place in the underworld. Despite a few trying to make their way in, they would usually only destroy their balance and try and achieve immortality by trying to kidnap Thanatos who was sick and tired of being the target of pesky mortals. Due to this, the maidens of Hecate used to look over the pomegranate tree in the Elysium as pomegranates were the only thing that would lock someone to the underworld. The tree had been born by Persephone’s fallen pomegranate itself, so it was also something that most of the Gods and deities on the underworld took pride in keeping away from others. Looked like his day could get worse after all. - This wouldn’t have happened if you were here last night.

    - Don’t start. - he raised his hand at her in a authoritative way. - Ask Thanatos to go and check with the Fates, surely if a mortal ate it, they probably know. 

The goddess nodded, turning on her back to go and find the God of Death. James sighed, rubbing his hand against his face, fingers coming to pitch his nose bridge. First, Persephone’s Groves start dying and now someone has their hands on the fruit of the death. He couldn’t help but wonder if this could’ve all been avoided if the Underworld didn’t obsess over the memory over the lost Persephone. It had been because of her Hades had forged the fruit, to make sure she could stay with him against Zeus’ and Demeter’s orders. However, after ingesting the seeds, the fruit didn’t need to continue existing, but once again, no one went against Persephone, even with her being dead.

James decided to return to work, maybe it would take his mind away from Y/N and the issues that followed him around constantly. However, instead of calming him down, the newly found state of the sunflower on his desk startled him. The once perky sunny yellow flower seemed to have gained a brownish tint to the edges of the petals, with one falling the moment his eyes settled on the vase. A bad feeling formed in his belly, something suddenly felt wrong, wronger than the Underworld being under damage. No. His mind was going haywire, the flower had been given to him by her, what if she wasn’t alright? He tried to shake his head from those thoughts, he probably just forgot to water it. Nevertheless, he took his phone from his pocket. No messages. She always messaged him in the middle of the day to ask if work was going well but still no messages. He was probably just overreacting, he tried to convince himself that he was just feeling guilty for leaving her. 

Bucky tried to return to work but his issue kept eating at him. One call wouldn’t hurt, just to check on her. He dialed the only contact on his phone, bringing to his ear, expecting to ear her lovely beautiful voice coming from the other line, however, all he could hear was the continuous patterned beep of the phone. 

   - Hecate. - he raised from his desk, opening the door from his office and walking outside to try and find the goddess of witchcraft. She shouldn’t be too far and luckily she was only a few minutes away, berating her maidens for keeping their eyes away from the tree. - You’re coming with me to the mortal realm. 

   - Why would I do that? There’s mortals there. - she gestured for her maidens to return to their job of up keeping the Elysium. - Do you want to see your little girlfriend, is that it? 

   - You forget who you’re talking to. We’re going up there and if you whine once more, I swear I’ll send you to the Tartarus.

   - Sure. - she rolled her eyes, fully knowing he wouldn’t send her to the tartarus. He was a good person but she also knew he could be petty whenever he wanted, besides, going to the mortal realm was always an opportunity to curse some mortals.

He managed to grab her from the Elysium and take her to the mortal realm. It was cloudy, too cold and rainy which did not create a calm environment in his mind. James wondered if she was alright, she had to be alright. Hecate followed him into her street, snickering at how small her flat looked from the outside, giving out snarky remarks as they climbed up the stairs to her flat. 

James warned Hecate to stay back as he knocked on her door, knowing Y/N wouldn’t allow a stranger in her house. He knocked again once he heard no paddling of feet against the hardwood floor or the soft sound of music she always had in the background whenever she was home. 

   - Y/N, it’s James. - he knocked once again, this time harsher as he leaned his head against her door. Maybe she had gone shopping or was doing something with Anne. James hand slid to the handle of her door, mindlessly turning it to the side and much to his surprise, the door was unlocked. He found that odd, she was a privacy freak, always double checking if she had locked her door. Nevertheless, his anxiety took over and he walking inside her home, having been invited in by her several times.

The flat looked exactly like when he left it, somehow tidy with some books and clothing laying around in a still organised form. He went further into her flat, turning his gaze to the kitchen, finding a fruit platter standing by which, by the looks of the fruit flies already taking over, had been sitting there for quite a while. His eyes scanned the whole kitchen, walking into the division until his foot hit something, calling his attention. He lowered to the ground to find that his foot had smashed the half of a pomegranate. His hands went to grab it and before he could inspect it he found Y/N laying on her side on the ground, hair covering her face. Without any other thought, he rushed to her side, pulling her onto his lap and pushing the hair away from her face. As he pulled her softly into his lap, a thud sound was heard, calling for his attention which provided a solution to the sound. A pomegranate escaped from her hand, rolling into some corner of the kitchen. 

  - Sweetness, c’mon. - he rocked her side to side trying to awake her up, but she didn’t, confirming his suspicions. - Fuck. 

He got up from the floor, holding her tightly against his chest like the most precious thing the world had to offer. James left the flat, standing now in front of Hecate who stopped her ministrations to give him the most surprised and confused look he’d ever seen. Eyes widen and mouth opened in a soft O shape. 

  - I found your pomegranate. - he tossed the already rottening fruit onto her hands. 

  - I knew mortals were no good news. 

  - She doesn’t know and she was with me all night, I only left early this morning. She did not steal it, she thinks I work for a company. 

  - Good luck telling Sleeping Beauty she’s doomed to the Underworld.

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Broken Angel (Yuta)

idol! Yuta x Angel! reader 

ANGST! SAD ENDING... you’ve been warned 

MENTIONS OF BLOOD AND SUICIDE please do not read if you’re sensitive to these contents, instead head to my master post and find my other fluff stories! 

happy angst-ish! 

You take one last look over your once big strong silver wings. The one that would glow under the moonlight, get so heavy if drained under the rain, and of course the strong one that would fly you through the sky. You hold your breath and bite your lips as you saw them slowly turning black. The feathers wither as the clock strikes twelve times in mid night.

You stifle your tears, bite your lips in order to keep your voice low so the human sleeping on the bed won’t get up. The calendar mocks you with one box encircled with big red mark. Tonight, is the night, the night you lost your wings for failing as an angel. Yes, failing the mission and surprise surprise! breaking the rules.

The last pair of silver feather turned black as gravity drags them down to the ground. Your back hurts and you see your broken reflection. You walk slowly to the closet Yuta has in his room. This is a Japanese room, there is nothing wrong about having a samurai in your closet. Yuta had told you about this and you made sure to remember where he store it, because you knew one day you’ll need it. That day has come, tonight to be precise.

You’re an angel sent to the world to look after a young idol. A Japanese man who debuted as a kpop boyband member. Your mission was to make him fall in love and find his other half, but you failed miserably.

From first sight, you felt in love, you felt jealousy, and obsession. Angels could actually never feel jealous and obsessed, yet there is you. Sitting on top of his cupboard at nights, keeping yourself invincible until he’s ready to meet you. Every night you look after him, making sure there is no one breaking into his room, no mosquitos that will disturb him, even worse no saesangs in his room.

For 100 days, you have to make him fall in love. And he did, so as you

First ten days, you spent them looking around for anyone suitable for him. He got billions of fans, but you don’t feel anyone can be his other half.

The next ten days, you follow him everywhere he go and you keep yourself hideous. Yuta still did not know you, until day 15.

You were using his kitchen, thinking he won’t be home before seven. You used his kitchen on six to cook yourself some food, you forgot your camouflage since you’ve got so little energy. Yuta freaked out at first, but you quickly showed him your wings. That was the only way Yuta finally agreed to let you stay there. He did pull and tried to take off your wings, thinking those were fake. Alas to no avail, he can’t pull what the god had planted on the angel in his house.

By the next morning, you told him your mission and you broke the first dangerous rule. You stepped so far into the human life, telling him all about angels, the rules, and everything he was not supposed to hear.

Day 30 in mission, you’ve totally fell for this man with a healing smile. Yuta flirted with you and your sensitive heart can no longer hold back.

Day 50, he had bravely asked you to try and date him. You agreed thinking maybe in the last 50 days you can still find him a girl and you can leave Earth and Yuta without any problem.

Yuta was the type of man to protect you and super possessive. He did not hesitate to show the world you are his. Yes you can shape shift, hiding your wings and just walking on the roads casually like you’re a normal woman.

Every day, he sneaked in to see you between practices, your ability to be invincible made it easy to be here and there.  You could always meet him in the small vocal room, big dancing room, in the changing room, even bathroom.

Day 70, he took your first kiss. Touching has been insufficient; Yuta craves for more and you forgot the eternal rules to never let a human kiss or touch your intimate parts. For every kiss, you feel your body and heart burning, you feel your head super heavy, and for every touch, you will pay them back with the burden of the wing demolishing process.

Yes you know you’ll need to bare the crazy painful wing demolishing process. You’ve lost count his sweet kisses and you mis count his teasing hands. Though it was painful for you, you’ve never told Yuta nor have you the idea to stop. The super wonderful feeling whenever his lips collided into yours, failed to slap you to your senses.

Twenty last days on Earth, Yuta is totally in love with you too. You thought it’s a happy ending…. You love him, he loves you bam the two of you are each other’s missing piece. However, life was never that beautiful. Angels could never become one with human and as hard as you want to try and deny that, you were forced to agree that you two can’t be together. The god above had punished you with lowering your abilities and power day by day. You thought there were only small amount of time, and you bare the pain by yourself to make Yuta smile every time he sees you in between hard times and tiring schedules.

You thought everything was worth it, until ten days your last day in Earth, you saw him looking at a girl with a very different look. You noted his eyes were full of hearts, his voice even sweeter, and his smile… the best smile you saw on a man.

Your heart aches when you saw him showing interest to her and as day goes by you saw him seeing her more often. The last straw was seeing the two of them kiss in front of you. Your tears flooded your face and you ran all the way back home. It feels like heaven had punished you into a painful truth and reality. You could never mess up with fate, coz fate will always come to make his story as planned.

Day 99, you feel the lack of love Yuta has to you. Every night where he hugged you, now felt different. He still hugs you, but the warmth and safe feeling were missing.

That night, you corrupted his mind and made him sleep with you. People have slept with the devil, but Yuta… Yuta slept with the angel. You swore that was the best sin you ever did. Sex with Yuta was everything you could imagine. He whispered you an “I love you” when you both reach your high.

That and a last kiss was enough to end your chapter and for him to go into deep sleep.

That night when the moon shines so beautifully over your silver wings, you glance to Yuta. Sleeping peacefully like a baby and you bring yourself to the mirror. You walked through your punishment by your side, not even with a helping hand from the man who was also responsible.

You grab the samurai in your hands. Trembling, you saw your tear stained face over the shiny polished blade. When you close your eyes and swing your hands to stab yourself in the heart, you heard a loud scream and someone pulling yourself away.

Yuta cradled you in his tight embrace, your weak grip left the metal. Yuta fell with you to the ground, his cries were hysterical and you found your peace when he hold you close next to his heartbeat. From your peripheral view, you could see the shattered black feather around the two of you slowly turning into an ash.

“Stay with me.. why.. why did you do this?” Yuta managed to speak them up between his tears.

He hold you tight, ignoring his white shirt turning dark red, ignoring the wet feeling of his hands as he hold you with all his might.

‘Hold on.. I’ll call the ambulance.” He almost leave you, but you hold him first.

‘Don’t I won’t survive. It’s my punishment Yuta…” you were crying as your eyes start to blurr.

“Yuta.. Don’t leave me… I can’t see you.” You said weakly

He bring your hand to touch his cheeks, they were wet from the tears and you could see pain all over his eyes.

“Go with that girl, she loves you” you speak very slow, you even wonder if Yuta could catch the words.

He shakes his head, “No… you’re the one I am inlove with.. how could you leave me?! Why did you stab yourself.. why (Y/n) what should I do?!”

You force a smile, when he pressed your hands on his cheek, “Tell me how I can save you.”

“Smile… tell me you love me..” you gasped “and kiss me”

He forced himself to smile, he whispered to you tons of I love you and when your breathing gets harder, he placed his lips over your bloody ones.

He tasted the metallic blood of yours in his mouth, tears are competing one another to fall to the ground. For every tears touching your skin, you burn.

“no!” Yuta screamed when he realized your skin are melting away. Those moon white skin, the perfect porcelain skin only angels can have. You did not feel them though, for you’ve train your body with the burn whenever Yuta kisses you.

‘Stay with me Yuta… When this is all gone, take my ashes… drown them to the sea.” You look at him for the last time

He looks so wrecked, you feel bad now seeing him this miserable.

“Promise me love, be happy, find your soulmate, and let go off me. Thank you Yuta..”

‘I love you”

Those were the last words I said before closing my eyes and slowly turning into ashes in his hugs. Yuta cried himself to sleep.

He woke up the next day, body curled in a fetal position, ashes and black feathers all around him, the once bloody samurai was now clean but with traces of burnt on the shiny metal.

Yuta actually cannot accept your lost, he actually never loves that girl, he kissed him coz he lost control. You are everything he wanted.

But you’re now gone, you’re following the rules, angels that broke rules and failing mission will follow the textbook of punishments.

In grief, Yuta did your last message. He collected your ashes in a jar and with a black suit, red puffy eyes, Yuta walked under the rain with a black umbrella and your ash.

He took you to the beach he remembered you really love, and as he sits down on the sands.

The young man took his time to spill his heart out. While holding back tears, Yuta did your last request.

He however did not promise you to find the love of his life. No, for now he will grief upon your lost and he won’t open his heart for someone else.

the end 

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[tswaney17]

Oh where to begin? I just stayed up all night re-reading chapters 1-14 again and I even copied some specific lines I will bring up shortly. 

Now you may be asking yourself: why would I spend so much time re-reading and annotating well over 50k words of this fic? The answer is simple, really. I have no social life and I obsess over fictional characters so much so that they influence all my life decisions. In this essay I will explain how truly astounding and beautifully written I Do Bad Things With You is. 

Firstly, I'd like to point out how incredible each character is written. Their struggles, their trauma, their personalities, their backstories—all of these and more make the character feel REAL. And Tay, you do a fantastic job of doing this. It's not only the characters themselves but how they interact with others. The relationships in this story feel so genuine. You can tell from the way they act around each other that they undoubtedly love each other so very much. I especially like the dynamic between Rhys and Elain and this line always makes me smile: 'Rhys walked into the kitchen. “Hello Ellie,” he said, placing a light kiss on her cheek. “How’s my favorite surgeon?” I love how him and Cassian both act like an older brother to her. Elain also calls them "overgrown children'' which I think may be my favorite thing ever.

There are so many tiny details I picked up on when re-reading all of the chapters again, but what I liked most was that upon seeing Elain again he calls her 'Ellie' because it's just habit for him even after all these years. 

Now I would like to bring up my favorite lines. Starting with my all time favorite, This quote is from chapter 15 when Azriel and Elain are watching Friends on his couch: "He knew there was no going back on how he felt for her. If he was honest with himself, he didn’t want to go back on it. He would shout it from the rooftops to the world if she’d let him. Or he’d whisper it in her ear because she was his world. His everything, even if she had no idea." This is everything. He'd shout it from the rooftops to the world ... Or he'd whisper it in her ear because she was his world!!!!! I love this part so much because it shows exactly how much he truly loves her. He would do absolutely anything for her, from yelling at the world to whispering to only one person—One person who means the world. This line is so poetic and beautiful and it literally brought tears to my eyes. 

These next excerpts I copied down aren't as meaningful as the first quote but I chose these because I absolutely love them. This first one I highlighted mainly because I thought It was hilarious: 'It practically melted and Elain couldn’t help the moan that slipped from her lips. “Wow, that is damn good,” she said looking at him just in time to see him cross one leg over the other.' [...] 'He cleared his throat, taking a drink of water. “Thank you,” he finally managed to get out.' I love this part because he obviously got turned on by the sound she made in response to her food and he's just trying to hide his boner lol. 

The last excerpt I just had to bring up is from chapter 2 I'm pretty sure and it's: "Elain stuck up her nose, though he was a full foot taller than her at 6’4”..." I'm such a sucker for height difference tropes. A full foot taller?!?! She would literally have to tip her head all the way back to make eye contact with him. Elain at 5'4" is adorable. She's like a little munchkin.

This is already getting pretty long so I will wrap this up with my thoughts, predictions, and questions.

I'm not a stranger to fanfic. I know how this goes, alright? It's been calm for way too long now. Azriel and Elain have been living together all peacefully for too long. My suspicions have risen. With the charity ball coming up, I just know shits about to hit the fan. Something bad is definitely going to happen. And with Azriel and Elain both attending, one of them is for sure going to get into trouble. My prediction stays the same as before: I think something bad is going to happen to Elain (but when she's safe again it will lead to.... A love confession!!) Boom! 

This is not the only thing I'm suspicious about. In the first few chapters it was mentioned that Keir died. “Mor’s father turned up dead about six months ago. Az swooped into his role and now controls the entire Velaris mob.” I don't know if I completely skipped over it but did Azriel kill him? Or will this little fact be coming back? And nothing has happened since Amarantha died so that's making me even more anxious. You just love to give me never ending anxiety with this story, huh?

I seriously don't want to make this any longer than it already is. I don't even know if an ask this long will be visible to you or not. I just had to get all my emotions out in one go. 

So in conclusion, for anyone reading this, I highly suggest reading I Do Bad Things With You. I assure you, you will definitely not regret it. 

That said, can you hurry up and make them kiss already? I'm losing my fucking mind.

Well, when you said you were going to send me an essay, you definitely weren’t lying! 😂 I’m going to try and break down my responses point by point.

First off, I want to say thank you for sending me this. I’ve said this before and I’m going to say it again, I NEVER EXPECTED PEOPLE TO RESPOND TO THIS FIC LIKE THEY HAVE. Like truly, I did not anticipate you all loving this fic as much as you have and it makes me feel so goddamn accomplished. Like I’ve been working on a novel for years and the confidence you have given me to actually pursue finishing it is indescribable. Thank you for this. Like seriously, thank you. 💕

One of the biggest things I wanted to include in this was the relationship between Elain and Rhys and Cash. The boys really stepped in when Az left. They were two of her biggest supporters and helped her get through a lot of her pain. But her and Cash’s relationship took to a new level after her assault. You’ll see how protective Cash is of her later on but the reason they’re so close is because he was the one who pulled Grayson off of her that night. He and Nesta found her at her most vulnerable moment and it bonded them deeply because of it. Also, Elain calling them overgrown children was my favorite line ever. 😂

Az is in so deep with her, he’s just barely scratching the surface. And Elain, she has no idea just how far gone he is. But yes, you will see Az get a little “happy” around her a few more times. 😈

Height difference? Definitely my kink. 😘

I can neither confirm, nor deny something happens at the hospital benefit. Nor the love confession... 

Ah, Kier’s death. It is never explicitly stated, but heavily implied that Az killed him. The answer is yes - he did kill him. I haven’t decided if that will come back around yet, but it’s not off the table to get more clarification. Also, you’re anxious that nothing has happened since Amarantha died? Can you imagine how Az must be feeling? The waiting around for Hybern to strike. Only for it to happen when you least expect it... 

Again, thank you for sending this. I thoroughly enjoyed reading through this a bunch of times. I hope I hit everything in here, but if I didn’t, you know where to find me. 😘💙💚💜 

#Ask #IDBTWY #elriel #tswaney17

[prettylittlelyres]

2020: My Year in Reading

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I also re-read “Midnight” by Jacqueline Wilson, which was even better than I remembered. My sister and I have been re-reading a lot of Jacqueline Wilson’s books recently, and, in doing so, have found that all our hang-ups about them were actually… just a bit twitty. They’re great stories, they keep you turning the pages, and the pure sass of some of the characters just goes right through the roof. “Midnight” however, is a story I’ve always loved – no silly hang-ups could ever touch it – in part, I guess, because Violet just feels so Sapphic-coded, and also because she had a room full of fairy dolls that she’d made out of love for her favourite series of books, “The Flower Fairies” (sadly fictional, but I would quite frankly die of happiness if Jacqueline Wilson wrote and published even one as a novelty!). That might seem an odd reason to love a book, but, when I was at primary school, I was obsessed with the “Rainbow Magic” books by Daisy Meadows (by several ghost-writers, actually, but I digress) when I first read it, and had my very own “India the Moonstone Fairy” doll, which my mother had helped me to sew! As far as I was concerned, I was Violet, minus the horrid (misunderstood) big brother, and plus a lovely (the best, actually) big sister. Didn’t hurt that I was a baby gay, either, and that I had a close friend who played dolls with me (and with whom I might have been a bit in love). I’m seriously considering writing to Jacqueline Wilson to tell her how much I adore “Midnight”, even at 22. (I’m just not sure how to do that without coming across as a sycophant.)

Somehow, I’d managed to forget how heart-breaking “Vicky Angel” and “My Sister Jodie” were (also Jacqueline Wilson), but re-reading them at the beginning of December brought all the Big Tears flooding back. I managed not to cry outwardly, but these books hit me hard! I loved the Gothic atmosphere of “My Sister Jodie”, though – it was quite a bit like “Midnight” – and all the references it had to “The Secret Garden” by Frances Hodgson Burnett (which I need to read, actually; I’ve only ever read the Ladybird version). The descriptions of Melchester College as the family sees it for the first time, and then looks around their living quarters, are great, such a strong contrast between this beautiful vista and the drab dreariness of life-behind-the-scenes.

I took December to make my way through my small (but growing!) library of writer’s craft books, with “Writing Deep Point of View” and “Fiction Pacing” by Rayne Hall, and “Writing Your Story’s Theme” passing a few hours on a rainy afternoon by reinforcing all I learned at A’ Level and teaching even more, and “Ghost Stories and How to Write Them” by Kathleen McGurl giving me a much clearer idea of how to craft something spooky, as well as how to market it. I don’t really write many short stories, but that’s something I want to change, so I thought it would be a good idea to start with some craft revision! Further to wanting to write more spooky stories, I also took December to finish “The Turn of the Screw” by Henry James (more popularly known since the brilliant Netflix series as “The Haunting of Bly Manor”!), and the novel we were set in our French class, “Et si c’était vrai” by Marc Levy (the basis for the film “Just Like Heaven”, which I adore).

I’ve been trying to get into more subgenres of Alternate History and Fantasy, as I’m really enjoying “Kushiel’s Dart” by Jacqueline Carey, but I’m painfully aware that it’s Eurocentric in the extreme. I’m so glad I made an effort to push my reading horizons further this year, because I loved reading “Daughters of Nri” by Reni K. Amayo, and I’m looking forward to reading “Children of Blood and Bone” and its sequels by Tomi Adeyemi. I tried to read the first one two years ago, but my brain was mashed potato at the time, and I couldn’t concentrate on it at all. I’m doing much better now, so it’s on my reading list for 2021!

I also finally read “Alone: A Love Story” by Michelle Parise, which is the novel-version of a podcast with the same name. It helped me through a horrible time a few years ago and is just so beautifully written that – despite it being attached to some nasty memories – I really love it, and still listen to it to go to sleep. Obviously, I knew exactly what was going to happen, because it follows the same “storyline” as the podcast, but the book is just as excellent. They are both the author’s memoir, focussing on how she’s learned to enjoy living alone, being single, and carving out an independent life for herself. Suffice to say, it was the first step on my ladder to “feeling OK”. Steps 2, 3, 4… 10, 15… 86, etc. were spontaneous day trips to Winchester, where I would proceed to hole up in a coffee shop with a ball of yarn and a crochet hook, sipping tea while I worked, and tried not to think about what was making me sad. Those steps were not as good as the first one, and if I’m going to recommend you pick just one, I’d say, “Pick Step 1, and read or listen to “Alone: A Love Story” by Michelle Parise.”

For far too long, I’ve had “On Beauty” by Zadie Smith, and “The Returnees” by Elizabeth Okoh on my Kindle app (I don’t like Amazon, so I’m looking for alternatives!), and hadn’t read either one of them through to the end. I’d picked them both up on occasion, but only on short bus journeys, or while I was passing time, waiting for tea to cool; it made it hard to get into them, but I decided I’d sit down and read them both from the beginning, and not stop until I reached the end, and they’re both fabulous. I love Elizabeth Okoh’s painting of life in Nigeria, and as a British-Nigerian, and Zadie Smith’s lavish descriptions of everything are just wonderful. I can’t wait to see what Elizabeth Okoh does next (“The Returnees” is her debut novel), and I’m looking for my next read from Zadie Smith.

More speculative fiction finished off my reading in December! “Gone” by Michael Grant is perfect for fans of “The Society” (Netflix – please renew it! I would so love to see further seasons!), and “Q” by Christina Dalcher was deeply upsetting, but a gripping read. At last, I also finished “The Left/Right Game” from the r/NoSleep subreddit. I stayed up late, late, late, and then woke up early, early, early, to read the last chapters, on the morning of New Year’s Eve.

So, there you have it; a condensed overview of books I read in 2020. Condensed? Yes! Condensed quite a bit! This article is over 6,000 words long as it is, so I think I shall split it up into several posts, and queue them to be published, one per day.

I hope that I’ve helped you find something to read, or that I’ve reminded you of a favourite book you now want to re-read! Happy New Year to everyone, and may 2021 be much better!

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[bakugosbratx]

I did something impulsively for the last time being 21:

I deleted Beautifully Obsessed.

There isn’t too much to say other than I am not happy with the direction the story is going. I did a revamp of a story I wrote when I was 13/15 years old and as much as I love that premise, there is no planning behind it. Not like I do now. I fell out of love with the story and it’s starting to show in recent chapters.

So, until further notice, I am removing Beautifully Obsessed until I feel I am in the headspace to write it again.

Another thing I wanted to address; people keep saying my story and “His” have a lot of similarities. I haven’t read her story since I started mine so I have no idea what is going on in it. I honestly kinda grew out of the yandere phase. I still enjoy writing it, but I do not read it.

That being said, I will never rip off another writer. Yandere is a topic that has been written time and time again. There will be similarities, but I promise y’all, I will never rip off another writer. That isn’t what I’m about nor would I ever want to do that to someone. I have too much integrity and talent (humbly stated) for that. I’m also someone that believes in karma and what comes around, goes around. All respect to writers on this platform.

Thank you for understanding. I love y’all.

#beautifully obsessed update #priest rambles ✝️