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dresmire · 1 year
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-The Water Cure, Sophie Mackintosh
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like-literary-meg · 1 year
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‘The Water Cure’ by Sophie Mackintosh
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Grace, Lia and Sky are three sisters raised away from civilization in a cottage by the sea by their parents. Instilled in them is a fear of strangers, especially men. They maintain this isolated existence until one day, their father disappears and does not return. Not long after, some men wash up on the shore near their house, posing a threat to the girls. The sisters’ mother is intent on keeping them apart to maintain her control.
I’m not sure what to make of this book. It has a vaguely sinister vibe but I felt that the narration should have taken this element much further. Reading it, it felt like the suspense was building to give something more, but it just ended up feeling underwhelming.
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alinaandalion · 2 years
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Be good, be good, be good.  A reckoning with my body.  Please just for one second, I beg my feelings, lying there, waiting for them to subside.
The Water Cure by Sophie Mackintosh
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weedhorse69 · 2 years
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morgan--reads · 2 months
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The Water Cure - Sophie Mackintosh 
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Summary: The three sisters Grace, Lia, and Sky have been raised in total isolation from men other than their father, taught to fear men and the outside world. One day, after their father disappears, two strange men and a boy wash up on their shore, asking for help. 
Quote: “I understand that he is trying to shame me for my need, but unfortunately for him and for me I am totally shameless in this regard, I will demonstrate my need over and over for anyone who asks. I would take my strange and incapable heart out of my chest if I could, display it, absolve myself of responsibility.”
My rating: 3.5/5.0  Goodreads: 3.25/5.0
Review: Like Mackintosh’s other work, Cursed Bread, this story centers on the desire for love and affection and Lia’s longing for it suffuses the book. The generally sinister atmosphere of the island in combination with that longing creates a compelling mood, but the details of the story don’t often hold up to serious scrutiny. This is very much a vibes-based story. It isn’t clear whether or not this takes place in a near-future or alternate world or if the girls have just been led to believe in a very different reality. The uncertainty unbalances, sometimes in an interesting way and sometimes in an irritating one.
Content warning: abuse, self-harm
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wiisagi-maiingan · 11 months
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I'm all for natural remedies and traditional medicine, but I think when your "natural remedy" is based on the idea that water can become medicinal by being in the presence of a teeny itty bit amount of something, then it's probably bullshit and you're getting scammed. Go buy some ibuprofen or see a doctor.
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wesaier · 5 months
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Doctor Trafalgar
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atompalace-official · 2 months
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sunnishine · 4 months
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moments where felix had me like 💞💞💞 [4/?]
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rotruff · 15 days
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hii. your uncaring or cold f/o does in fact care quite a lot. especially in moments of weakness.
yes they care whenever you feel tired, burnt out and maybe they won't say anything. maybe it comes off like they don't care, but that would be ignoring how they find themselves taking up whatever work there might've been to do so you can rest a while longer without complaint. any 'oh you don't have to-'s get brushed off with a little 'go lay back down' or something similar. the shortness isn't because they're irritated, no, it's just because it's a little silly to them- yes, obviously they don't have to, but they're going to because they love you. maybe that's a little too sappy for them to voice, maybe they do reveal that, either way they'll find their way back to you whenever everything's set away and done. whether they're laying down with you or just sitting nearby and working on their own thing, they keep themself within arm's reach should you need anything.
yes they care whenever you're feeling sick or riding out any nasty symptoms. they'll go make any trips out for things you want or need without question, maybe making a quick promise that they'll be right back. maybe it's a little silly to think you're going to keel over in the handful of minutes they're at the store for, but they just don't want you to feel like you're suffering alone. they might not be feeling out whatever it is you are, but they still want to keep you company through it. maybe they hover just a little, if only just to monitor your symptoms, but rest assured they really don't mind doing whatever it is that makes you feel better. if you want a specific food or drink they'll be running through the rain if they have to to get it to you. if you wanna shower or take a bath but don't have the energy to set it all up or to really take care of yourself they're meticulous with it, setting out whatever they can remember you liking and what might help you feel better and keeping any touches gentle and delicate. if you just wanna lay down and have them nearby, they're happy to just stick around, so long as you can spare them the glances they're sneaking at you every now and then while you rest, relishing in the comfort and safety of the moment.
proship / adj dni
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gummi-ships · 5 months
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Kingdom Hearts Dream Drop Distance Commands - Cure ~ Cura ~ Curaga
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satorugojoswiife · 7 months
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五条先生rkgk
「元気出してよ」
☆Art by: illust_man_2020 on twitter!☆
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eating-plastic · 8 months
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Man, being a self shipper is amazing. Like, you can just be feeling down one moment and then you think about you/ your self insert/ your oc doing cutesy couple shit with your f/o and it makes you feel better.
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weedhorse69 · 2 years
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lazycranberrydoodles · 11 months
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i've been wanting to show off my crown prince design since november of last year lmao / follow for more xianle epic fail compilations
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chadillacboseman · 1 year
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Alejandro and price tag teaming reader?
CALL THAT A TEAM BUILDING EXERCISE!!
Summary: Price needs to blow off steam in his favorite way, but the two of you are interrupted by Alejandro.
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"That's it, love- you're so fucking tight," Price has you up against a wall in some forgotten supply bay at the Los Vaqueros base. He's fucking you like his life depends on it, his gruff voice ever-present in your ear.
It's how he prefers to blow off steam- fucking and drinking. But-
"But these 'Vaqueros' drink that tequila piss and I need bourbon."
So, fucking it is.
"John," you whine his name and he chuckles, threading his thick fingers into your hair and tugging gently.
"What do you need?"
"Harder-"
"Ask nicely."
"Please!" you manage to whimper and his change in thrusts is instant at the sound of your pathetic plea.
Your face feels warm, your legs weak. You're so close to the edge, teetering on the verge as he drives at you, shoving your face against the cold metal of the wall and grasping your hips for leverage.
When he stops, it's suddenly, and you open your mouth to protest before you're cut off.
"Shhh, love, I think we have company."
Your stomach drops as the figure of Alejandro Vargas looms into sight out of the shadows.
"Can I help you, Vargas?" Price asks smugly, still buried to the hilt inside you.
Your face is hot with embarrassment. You want nothing more than to push Price away and sprint into the shadows. To disappear completely. Perhaps to sink into the floor and cease to exist.
"Maybe," Alejandro bites his tongue as he considers the sight in front of him. Something in his expression is unreadable, but the faint hint of want meanders across his face for a moment.
He should be furious with Price, with you. Disrespecting his base, disrespecting him- but he doesn't look like he is.
Is he...?
Before you can finish the thought, Price laughs and asks the question for you, "What? You want a turn?"
You glance up at him, but his eyes are locked on Alejandro's, his grip loosening slightly on your waist.
"Well?" the prompt snaps the Vaquero out of his trance.
"Yo ha-"
"English, Vargas," Price snaps, you jump, and Alejandro stumbles over his words for a moment before answering.
"Yes," he almost seems embarrassed for a moment by his own eagerness, but it's quickly replaced by a poker face once more.
"You okay with that?" Price lowers his voice and catches your gaze, his expression concerned, "Want to let the 'Vaquero' have a turn?"
This is new. Out of character for him. You glance at Alejandro- the look on his face is halfway between need and hesitancy.
"Well?" Price cocks his head, "Don't keep the man waiting."
"I'm okay with it," you respond quietly and he pulls out of you slowly. The sudden emptiness makes you huff as he fishes something out of his pocket and tosses it to Alejandro.
"You put that on, or you don't touch her. Understand?"
Alejandro nods and you feel compelled to look away as he frees himself from his fatigues and slips the condom on.
He's bigger than you expected.
Price watches him carefully, analyzing his every move. Occasionally, he glances at you, searching for a sign that you've changed your mind.
It doesn't come.
So instead, he settles for observing as the Vaquero runs a gentle hand down your back and lines himself up with you.
When Alejandro takes hold of your hips and pushes inside you, he hisses, squeezes his eyes shut and lets a string of Spanish curses fall from his lips.
You wonder for a moment if he's ever going to move.
When he does, it's your turn to curse- "Ah, fuck-" he's hitting a spot inside you that makes you see stars.
Price feels a pang of jealousy at the sound, thinks for a moment of shoving him away from you.
He resists the urge.
"You feel so good, hermosa," Alejandro is panting, his voice hoarse, "He's lucky," he jerks his head toward Price, who smirks in response.
The sound of him fucking you is obscene, echoing along with your panted breaths and whimpers. Alejandro could listen to you all day long- he wants you to scream his name, to beg him to fuck you. He wants you to think of him every time Price fucks you.
"Alejandro!" you cry out as you come around him, nearly losing your footing when the tension snaps. You splay your hands on the cold wall in front of you to keep yourself on your feet.
Music to his fucking ears.
His grip on your hips tightens as he fucks you through your orgasm, pushing you well past the threshold of bearable in pursuit of his own high.
When he comes, it's with another hiss of Spanish curses. The room is a blur as he pulls out of you and it takes everything in your power not to simply slide down to the floor to relieve your weak knees.
"Did you like that?" Price sounds as if he's speaking to you through a tunnel.
Alejandro has already departed, leaving the two of you alone in the room. You pause to hope that he is tight-lipped about this encounter. The last thing you need is Los Vaqueros whispering behind their hands about you.
"Yes," you pant and he chuckles, offering you a hand to help you upright.
"Don't get used to it."
You sense a twinge of jealousy in his voice.
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