#I have some lovely christian mutuals on here and honestly they are some of the ones who have made me see that it is possible to

[forabeatofadrum]

2024 Writing Round-Up

It's the last SSS/WW for the year and I have nothing to share, since I finished Ever After and am not itching to start something new (and I'm back on my Persona bullshit). Luckily, @that-disabled-princess tagged me in this writing round-up, so I am doing that instead. Please enjoy my bespoke banner.

I posted 10 works on AO3, with three being WIPs. I have published 85,165 words in 2024. Oh boy, let's get into it under the cut

I did actually publish stuff in January and February, but those were multichaptered things, and I am putting the works in the months I finished them/last updated them.

So, with that said, let's start in March!

MARCH 🪻

February Friday Event 2024 (Radio Silence, gen, WIP)

I have written 2 of the 4 prompts for the February Friday event. I started the other two, but I just.... haven't finished them. I should. I liked what I have written for it. Completing this fic wasn't a priority and it shows. Oof.

吃了吗? (Glee, Tike, 1.564 words)

Part of the series that explores the Asianness in Glee, and yes, it was me projecting on Tina again. Tina feels disconnected from her Korean heritage due to her adoption. Oop. I really, really liked this one and I think it's one of the best titles of the year. Yes, the title is Chinese, not Korean, since it mostly takes place in a Chinese restaurant. Mutual, 你吃饭了吗？

APRIL ❤️

All of me loves all of you (Class, Charlie/Matteusz, 2.598 words)

A story idea that I have had for years and I'm glad I finally wrote it down. Charlie is an alien, gasp! And he only looks human. In this fic, he shows Matteusz his alien self and reflects on his human disguise. I'm really, really happy with this one and it's one of the reasons that my love for Class reawakened this year.

MAY 🌻

Just Some Guy (Carry On, Snowbaz + Matt/Leslie, 15.664 words)

HONESTLY ONE OF THE BEST THINGS I HAVE EVER WRITTEN, if I may so myself. It's Snowbaz's 7.25's canon years at Watford from the perspective of someone who doesn't give a shit about them. I fucking love this fic. I fucking love MCD (Matt Christopher Davis) and I loved writing how disinterested he is in the whole Chosen One shenanigans. It makes for a fun fic, but it also makes sense if you look at the state of the world. So many people keep living ordinary lives while weird shit happens, and MCD is just ordinary. He's just some guy.

JULY 🌼

Find My Way (Legally Blonde, gen, 1.358 words)

I was on a Christian Borle binge during the summer, so I rewatched the musical Legally Blonde and this fic is a missing scene. Vivian realises what is happening and decides to break up with Warner and back-up Elle. I think it's neat.

OCTOBER 😺

What's in the name? (Glee, multi, WIP)

The first multichaptered installment of my Asianness in Glee series and it's all about names. It's partially me trying to make sense of some of Glee's choices, and me lifting from my life again. I have published Wes and Yu-Jin's and Tina's chapters. The one for Blaine is not written and I have started the one with Mike and Tina. I'm struggling with the latter, especially since I don't really understand Mike's circumstances either.

Ljubili se (Glee, Klaine, WIP)

Ah, yes, the fic that I love but also regret. I've started it for the 2023 Klaine December Challenge. I am just stuck on it, even though I have cool stuff written for it. I just don't know what to do with this one, to be honest. I want to finish it, but I have also realised that I don't like writing it anymore because I am so stuck on it. I am waiting for the inspiration to strike and for my passion to be re-ignited, because do I regret it? I also like writing it when I am writing it. And I am excited to share what I have for later chapters. There's a lil moment where Cooper tries to flirt with Denise and Quinn and Blaine are standing there like🧍‍♀️🧍‍♂️. I will see where this fic will take me, I guess.

The Mars fic (Glee, Klaine, 56 words)

An inside joke that is a sequel to an inside joke! BOOP! I peaked here.

DECEMBER 🕯️

All's fair in love and war (Class, Charlie/Matteusz + Matteusz & Quill, 16.646 words)

The story that deserves better, since it has, like, 9 hits, but hey, that is what happens when you write for a small fandom. Which is a shame, cause this is also one of the best things I have written this year and I also enjoyed it a lot. I loved delving into the morality of the show Class through Matteusz, who is a middle man in-between two people with extreme conflicting opinions. And he loves both of them. Please watch Class, and read my fic after that!

Ever After (Glee, Klaine, 30.624 words)

The fic for the 2024 Klaine December Fanworks Challenge, which I did finish! Blaine is living in the kingdom of Daltonia, and Kurt is stranded in this place, so Blaine tries to help him get home.... to another world. I had a lot of fun, especially since I stopped Ljubili se for it, and it reminded how much I love writing Klaine. I also liked my world building here. I just think it is neat. I really enjoyed this one. I think I left some things open, since I didn't have room for more, but December was Ever After thought almost 24/7.

And now, the weather: @quizasvivamos @coffeegleek @caramelcoffeeaddict @raenestee @tectonicduck 

@nightimedreamersworld @urban-sith @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @bookish-bogwitch @confused-bi-queer

@special-bc-ur-part-of-it @larkral @cutestkilla​ @wellbelesbian​

@artsyunderstudy​ @facewithoutheart​ @shrekgogurt @rockitmans @bitbybitwrites 

@whatevertheweather @shame-is-a-wasted-emotion @esilher @kurtsascot @blackberrysummerblog 

@nightimedreamersghost @ivelovedhimthroughworse @thnxforknowingme @martsonmars

[mechanicoyote]

“I’ve lived, died, loved and lost. I’ve betrayed and been betrayed, killed and was killed. I was dead inside a long time before my corpse hit the dirt.”

“So forgive me if I’m past givin’ a shit.”

Multiship/Multiverse/OC friendly rp sideblog to my main, @dunaskmenuthin, run by TNTpig(25+, she/her, ASD/OCD/anxiety haver)I’ve got 14+ years of writing experience, and I’m excited to get further into the HH/HB writing community! (Discord rping is preferred, but not necessarily required!) -Semi-selective, though not mutuals only. -I usually do multi-paragraph to novella length threads, but I can do shorter form if that’s what we both wanna do. And I don’t need replies to match length, just please give me something to work with. -I don’t do exclusives, I feel it limits the fun I have writing. -General roleplay/thread etiquette apply here- no spamming, no anon hate (unless I do an ask specifically requesting it or our characters are like that with one another), no stalking, no badgering, all that good stuff. This is supposed to be fun, so let’s keep it that way!

-Pretty obvious here, but no P*dos, MAPs, zoophiles, racists, trans/homo/ace-aro/etc-phobics allowed. I don’t have time or energy for creeps(full offense intended there.)

-Mun is 25+, so please don’t interact or follow if you’re under 21- Hazbin Hotel is a show for adults, and I’d feel more comfortable writing with people closer to my own age. Minors and those without their age somewhere easy to read on their blog will be blocked. -I typically will not do sexually NSFW/NSFT/whatever you wanna call it on this blog. If we get to know each other well enough, I may (and thats a BIG may) be open to writing that on my discord, but I make no promises about it. That being said, some suggestive content is just fine. -This blog WILL be dealing with some dark and potentially triggering content, such as murder, cannibalism, death of loved ones, mental instabilities, historical wars, internalized homophobia/bipobia, and Johnny having a bit of a Boomer mindset in general. If any of that is a deal breaker for you, I will not be at all offended if you choose not to interact, we all gotta protect ourselves.

-I don’t have a ton of triggers, though I will not personally write anything graphic about SA or rape, and detailed torture of animals is also something I won’t be writing. And anything to do with: underage/pedophilia, grooming/uncomfortable or illegal age gaps, incest, bestiality or CSA, is a humongous and firm NO. If it’s something mentioned briefly in a characters background/bio to add to their backstory I can probably manage, but I refuse to read or write it PERIOD.

-I also will NOT write or follow anyone depicting Jesus Christ or God as a muse. I’m a Christian IRL, and those depictions make me extremely uncomfortable and anxious. I don’t want to see it on my dash, and will block/blacklist/unfollow as necessary to curate my own space. -If you have any triggers in your rules or that you bring up while we write, I will do my utmost to tag them. And if I forget, do not hesitate at all to tell me, and I’ll fix it ASAP!

-With all that being said, feel free to hit me up with an ask or an DM- I’m honestly pretty chill, and I’d love to get to know ya!

[catkin-morgs-kookaburralover]

ways to build confidence/appreciate your appearance

I had someone ask me how I try and build self confidence and appreciate my own appearance, and while I'm a massive hypocrite, I figured that what I wrote in response to her was a good public post. Here's my suggestions. None of them are unique, just what occurred to me:

This is obviously fraught with difficulties depending on your circumstances, but one thing that's helped me is sharing pics of my face with one of my friends who loves how I look. The way she'll boost my confidence is excellent. Obviously you probably shouldn't do that with people you barely know, or online (though this friend is online, I only showed her my face after we'd had several voice calls and stuff so I knew she's not a dodgy person) (yes it's a mutual) (I love you mutual).

Also! Wearing clothing that makes you feel attractive in whatever way. Like if there's a colour that makes your heart sing for joy over it, find that and wear that. Anything you look at and go Yes This Is Right, wear it. I have a few tshirts that I particularly like; for me, those are Strange Planet tshirts, but it'll be different for everybody. Find your own 'style', if you can - that doesn't need to be like 'replace your whole wardrobe', I'm talking 'find things you really like, and get them if you can, and wear them'. Make them, if that's something you want to do and have the opportunity to do. My wardrobe is largely op shop things, with a few that I've specifically bought, or materials I've grabbed and got my mum to make into dresses or skirts, while they're on clearance. It just takes time, sometimes.

Body neutrality is also another concept that I've seen around. I find it... not great, personally, though it helps sometimes. Your body is just that: a body. It means you can do the things you want to do. It carries a brain that you use to think. It's a body. Don't overthink it. (I do overthink it, of course, but like. we're supposed to work on not doing so lol.)

Another important one for Christians is the thing I too often forget, which is that we're loved by God. God designed us the way he designed us and he did it for a *reason*. We may not know that reason, but it was a reason. I was once told by a Christian doctor that I needed to not get in the way of God's plan for my life. I don't necessarily know God's plan for my life, but God does.

And if we're talking things like having an ED, SH or any of those nasty little rabbit holes (I say that as someone who has both), they're highly maladaptive coping mechanisms. I'm not going to say they're good ones, but they can be replaced with better coping mechanisms - that's one thing that therapy's good for, but also you can look up CBT/DBT handbooks if you want to learn some of that stuff. I know I've looked up the handbook I was given by my psych before, and found I could download it freely on the internet.

Ultimately, I think, try and find things you like about yourself - physical or not. For instance, I like my stubbornness and how competitive I can be. Those have downsides, of course, but I like them for the most part. Physically, I like the fact that I'm a ginger. I'd advise you to try and make a list of things you like about yourself, to remind you of what you do like, not just what you don't. When we're not feeling great, our brains can bombard us with all the things we do badly or perceive ourselves as doing badly. Having a concrete list can help to remind you like 'oh actually I like this thing about myself'. Remembering, too, that there are people who love us just the way we are (and God loves us too) can help. I don't know why the people who care about me do care about me, but they do and I gotta remember that.

I cannot overstate the clothing one enough, honestly. Wearing things you feel nice in is important, regardless of whether they make you look conventionally attractive (and wearing things you're comfy in will make you attractive to someone, and even wearing a potato sack, if you enjoyed it, you'd find someone who liked you wearing a potato sack).

Anyway there's the end of my list. I might add on to it later.

[fairfoxie]

hi!! i was wondering if i could get your perspective on something, as i really respect the resources you share about being faekin and i want to know more about it! i am irish reconstructionist pagan who works with the good folk, and i admit that i often have trouble reconciling my religious beliefs with 'kin posts that i see. i was wondering, if you felt comfortable responding, what your perspective on the clash that sometimes occurs between faekin and the cultural evolution of the fairy archetype is? if this is offensive i apologise and absolutely did not mean it as such! i'm still relatively new to the nonhuman community (my nonhuman blog is foxwyrm!) and am trying to learn more about it :} regardless, i love your blog, and appreciate what you share!!

Hi! I'll start by saying this is not even a little bit offensive! I know you're asking a question in earnest and I'm honestly really grateful to get the opportunity to voice my perspective.

And really, I wasn't sure at first how to approach all of this at all. My brain and beliefs are scattered, and to be quite honest I make it up as I go along. That's why I used to be petrified of doing any kind of spirit work, especially with the Good Folk. So only recently have I combined my own Neopaganism with my Otherkin experiences. I am still learning. But I'm learning a lot, especially now from others who walk a similar path.

I'll admit I had to look up just to make sure I understood what an Irish Reconstructionist Pagan is, and it seems to be exactly what I was hoping it would be! I may not be strictly of that faith myself, but I'm highly grateful that there are people who are, who keep that alive. I'm so fascinated by pre-Christian Celtic faiths and I do wish it were easier to find the old stories. But stories survive through people, and I enjoy sharing videos I've found where Irish people who coexist with the Good Folk, talk earnestly about their faith and how it impacts their lives. I think those collective experiences are very real and important and culturally valuable. I see parallels in our perspectives, when they speak of mutual respect and of leaving nature undisturbed. I highly value the words of the people who live where there are said to be Faeries.

Still I'd hesitate to discuss being faekin with someone of that particular tradition. I do get overcome with doubt and worry about myself. Is my very existence disrespectful? Just yesterday I ran off into the woods in tears with a question of who, what, am I?

I have discussed being Otherkin with the trees before. I'm an animist at heart, and I like to keep company with the friendly spirits of trees often.

Tree spirits are good listeners, and they understand the humans they live with. When I talk to the trees, I don't have to explain what I am. I show them. They understand. They accept me. They don't judge or argue, and they accept strange contradictions like me being human and nonhuman at the same time.

I see lots of things in the forest. Things that renew my belief in magic every time in different ways. I have hardly a choice but to believe in all manner of beautiful spirits, fae big and small, even gods. I believe in monsters too, but I believe in myself more, and I value my autonomy, and so I choose not to let my spirit be harmed.

And because I value my autonomy, I am drawn to the Otherkin community, where you don't have to have all the answers, just be who you are and you will be accepted in the best of our circles. We respect each other's minds, bodies, and spirits, and each of us walks a parallel but completely different path into ourselves. I'm glad there are others like me, who don't know why they are nonhuman in some way, just that they are, and that we have carved out a space in which to exist as we are.

I don't have all the answers, and probably never will. But I find little congruencies that allow me to slip through the cracks between what is and isn't. Here are some of them.

Many Faeries do look like humans. Changelings of course, and selkies, and Hulder and Skogskra, and nymphs and elves and many others. And much folklore seems to have it that people who seem to be human turn out to be Fae.

But I was born to humans, I know that for sure. And as such, I consider myself a Human Fairy. Of sorts. Like I said, I value my autonomy, and my right to say what I am and be what I am.

For me, the difference between a Faery and a Fairy is that Faeries are the beings that already existed, living at arm's length from most humans for most all time. We only remotely understood them back then, we only remotely understand them now. But we respect them, and many do respect us back and seek friendships with us.

The Fairy, on the other hand, is that cultural archetype you were talking about. A Fairy can be created by a human, it can be a human, it can be a character, and most importantly, it can be the link between people and magic. I have an affinity for pixies and pillywiggins, flower fairies, gnomes, brownies, dryads, sylphs, and all manner of tiny winged beings of nature, and yes, Tinker Bell, who was my personal introduction to the Fairy world, and the idea that there are magical beings who live in another world but also interact with our world. My first 'kin feels' would have been daydreaming myself in Pixie Hollow/Fairy Haven as a tiny fairy with wings and a talent, just the same way Prilla blinks to the Mainland. I still clap sometimes, because I do believe in Fairies.

And I think that the spirit world contains multitudes. I think it contains Faeries and Fairies all at once, and that thoughtforms, spirits, fae, and gods are all a big part of what makes humanity who we are in the first place.

And even still, I don't know if I have all of my facts and beliefs straight. But I know that I don't have to. If I waited until I understood myself completely before going and living my life, I'd simply never get the chance to. And so I just go live it. As I get older I care less about the labels and more about the experiences. But I love being a Fairy. I love being Otherkin. And I love talking to the kindest of the Good Folk. And I'll love this whether or not I will ever fully understand any of it.

I truly hope this is something like the answer you were hoping for.

[mermaidsirennikita]

ARC Review: Marry Me by Midnight by Felicia Grossman

4/5. Releases 8/8/2023.

For when you're vibing with.... a Regency romance that isn't! all about WASP-y types, reverse Cinderella, horny heroines, and "princesses don't marry kitchen boys".

In order to maintain her claim on her late father's business, heiress Isabelle Lira needs to marry as soon as possible. She needs someone respected and connected--but finds herself drawn to Aaron Ellenberg, the poor synagogue custodian she's enlisted to suss out the loyalties of her suitors. The more time Isabelle and Aaron spend together, the harder it becomes for her to imagine marrying someone else...

A well-written, sweet, and funny historical that takes a look at a community you see represented in this subgenre practically never.

Quick Takes:

--Up front: I am not Jewish, and I cannot speak to the historical accuracy or representation here. However, I can say that the writing does a remarkable job of pulling you into a world that doesn't have a "setup" laid out by the conventions of historical romance. Yes, it's still Regency England. But let's be real, the vast majority of Regency romance novels center on Christian characters (or characters that really have little religious interest, but are implied to be Christians).

What I found really impressive about Grossman's writing is that she centers Aaron and Isabelle's religious and cultural backgrounds as something they share... While at the same time making it clear that there are huge differences between the way they live their lives. When an ill-informed historical romance author writes about a community they haven't bothered to even research, you can tell--there is one "type" of person in that community. The characters are homogenous. Here, we see through Isabelle an inside look at this exclusive, upper class Jewish community, while Aaron is basically barely scraping by and is looked down upon by many. They have a connection, but even the way they speak and present themselves is vastly different. Class here is emphasized more effectively than it is in so many other interclass historicals I've read, and it adds to the world immensely.

--You have a good balance of stakes and sweetness here. Aaron and Isabelle ultimately have a very sweet, romantic relationship. But that doesn't mean this is just some "friends fall in love" story (for the record, I wouldn't classify this as friends to lovers, as there's an immediate mutual spark when they meet). Isabelle is dealing not only with her father's legacy, but very real grief and the threat of a rival family.

--The sense of humor here is honestly quite charming. Isabelle is not an "easy" heroine; she's a little demanding, a little haughty, a bit of a... challenge. And Aaron is basically along for the ride, overwhelmed and bowled over. If you're into the "whirling dervish of a woman knows sensible man off his feet" thing, this is the book for you. And there's a reason why I referenced my favorite Anastasia moment above--you really do get the sense that Aaron believes he and Isabelle are impossible due to their class difference. She can't be with him! This beautiful, wealthy, headstrong girl can't lower herself to be his!!! I'm trash for it.

The Sex Stuff:

Here's where I'll admit I was... not let down, but confused. To be clear, this book is explicit, and stuff and things are done. But other stuff and things are alluded to, but for some reason are not on the page...? I was a bit uncertain about what exactly happened, and it feels a little cut short. This is not a closed door romance, and there are definitely discussions to be had about what constitutes sex in m/f romance novels; but the contrast of content on the page to content discussed but not depicted just didn't quite make sense to me.

I will say that what we get is well-done. Again, Isabelle... is a strong-willed young woman, and she does not let up off this man's neck for anything. The dialogue especially is good in those scenes--the dirty talk in this one? At points hot and at points (intentionally) hilarious. I did fear for his life. Also appreciate the discussion of 1800s birth control, please and thank you.

Plus--for those who enjoy a bit of femdom... I wouldn't classify this as a femdom novel, but Isabelle definitely has some baby domme vibes, and Aaron is not mad about it--at all. I really appreciated that natural aptitude and interest of hers. Also, if you're into the "clothed hero/naked heroine" thing (which... you're right) then you'll find something to enjoy here, for sure.

A light-but-not-too-light, fun read. I will admit that I typically enjoy heroes who are a bit edgier, but Aaron is lovely and much more interesting than your typical "nice boy" hero.

Thanks to Netgalley and Forever for providing me with a copy of this book. All thoughts and opinions are my own.

[creampuffqueen]

soo if you dont mind me asking, do you know when or why you started coming to some kind of realizations that you were bi (or possibly lesbian)?

i have lived my entire life convinced im straight but after some things i realized that i may be bi. But i dont know. i dont think im a lesbian but i also know im not fully straight, you know?

please don't answer if this too personal or uncomfortable, i dont want you to answer anything that makes you feel uncomfortable. you can totally ignore it.

I saw your post about talking things through with your friend recently and i'm really happy you were able to have that open conversation with someone you trust about yourself, despite what your label or sexuality may be ❤️.

if you do choose to answer this, thank you in advance. i appreciate it.

of course i don't mind you asking!! honestly i'm very flattered and honored to be asked this as i'm certainly no expert on sexuality or anything like this, but it makes me happy that my blog is a safe and welcoming space for someone who has these kinds of questions!

so, here's sort of a quick and dirty rundown of my sexuality journey. (i ended up putting this under a cut because it got a bit long whoops).

for starters, i grew up in a christian household in a small, conservative town in the middle of nowhere texas. my parents are far from being fundamentalists or anything, but they just... never spoke about other sexualities. i didn't even know being gay was an OPTION until i was about 12.

in middle school, many of my friends began to discover/experiment with sexuality and gender labels. i never really did, i always felt content and comfortable with my attraction to boys. (or, due to recent realizations, my supposed attraction to boys. but we can touch on that later).

then, some time around when i was 12-13, i had an Experience that made me begin to question things a bit.

i was at a sleepover for a friend's birthday party, and after a long night of fun we all fell asleep in her living room in our sleeping bags. i was the first to wake up in the morning, and in order to not wake anyone else up, i stayed in my sleeping bag and played video games on my phone. at one point, another girl woke up, and since we were the only two awake, she came and sat next to me. i didn't know this girl too well, she was a mutual friend of the sleepover girl. but at one point, in order to better see what i was playing on my phone, she crawled inside the sleeping bag with me.

and i just remember feeling warm all over as she laid next to me. i was struck with the sudden desire to pull this girl close and cuddle with her. i don't remember anything else about that sleepover except this one moment early in the morning.

i went to school the next week and spoke about this with one of my friends who knew they were queer, saying that i thought i might have a crush on this girl and wondering if i could possibly be bisexual.

and... my friend told me that no, i didn't have a crush on this girl, i clearly just wanted to be Really Really Good Friends with her. obviously. comphet hits even the queer middle schoolers, apparently.

and so after that i was like 'okay then you're the expert! guess i don't like girls :)' and then literally didn't think about it for the next 2-3 years.

time jump to 15 year old Mal, stuck inside during the Covid Summer of 2020 with nothing to do. my brother and i decided to watch Avatar: The Last Airbender for the first time together to pass the time. i saw Suki on screen for the first time and felt something in me Change.

i've always had fictional crushes, you know? but nothing like this.

and as all well adjusted gen-z kids do, i made a bunch of memes about it. at first they were all jokes. just, 'lol, look how much i love this fictional character'.

but after a while i began to realize that i wasn't exactly joking anymore.

so there you have it folks, suki from avatar made me like girls.

but even after this realization, i still wasn't exactly comfortable with calling myself bisexual. i went by queer for a little while, before eventually settling on bisexual. now, ATLA was my first introduction to the world of animation. i began to watch a ton more animated shows after finishing it, and in all the shows i often found myself more drawn to the female characters than the males. don't get me wrong, i still enjoyed those characters, but i was OBSESSED with the girls.

and after i went back to school in person, i did begin to notice that what i originally thought was just wanting to be friends with girls was running a bit deeper than that. i had my first real girl crush (i stopped liking her after she trashed the legend of korra to my face though).

and that was my life for the last few years! i was very happy with being bisexual, and i am very lucky that i have such a supportive and accepting friend group. coming out to my friends was so easy and i've never been worried they wouldn't accept me, which is great.

and now, for what has led me to believe i might possibly be a lesbian.

i got my first boyfriend my senior year of high school. he was an absolutely wonderful guy. i've always been pretty 'picky' when it comes to men. i get crushes very easily but if a guy starts to reciprocate then they have to meet this high list of standards i have composed in my head. and this guy met them all.

by all accounts, i should have been SO happy. like i'm not even exaggerating when i say that this boy was basically perfect. he treated me so well. my friends and family adored him.

and yet, something just didn't feel right. i started to get very nervous about being alone with him. i started getting annoyed whenever he texted me. i started avoiding seeing him, avoiding having him come over. eventually it got to the point where i decided i just had to end things, because something was off with me and i didn't want to string him along when he deserved better. i broke up with him and didn't shed a single tear.

everyone was pretty confused, but eventually got over it. i thought that perhaps it was just a fluke. it was my first real relationship, maybe i was just nervous.

but then it happened again this year in college. i met a great guy on a dating app. we had fun together, he was really nice and respectful. we never made it official, but we spent enough time together it was basically a relationship. and then, again, when everything should have been going well i started feeling the same things as before. anxiety, annoyance, avoidance. i broke it off with him over text and felt relieved when it was finally over.

after that, i began to consider the possibility that i was never attracted to guys in the first place. i lost sleep over it, i was thinking so hard.

and then i thought to myself 'i don't think people who are attracted to guys have to think this hard about it'.

so since then, i've been entertaining the possibility that i might be a lesbian. it's still a journey, and i'm working on being okay with the in between stage i'm in. i don't want to put a definitive label on myself until i've been with a girl, which isn't something i've had the opportunity to do yet.

and that's sort of all the major events in my life that i've had in regards to my sexuality!

i hope this has been of some help to you, anon! i also just want to add in some reassurance as well. sexuality can be a complex thing, so don't feel the need to rush into a new label if you're not ready yet. everyone's journey is at their own pace, and you're not 'less' bisexual if this is something you've only recently discovered about yourself!

i wish you all the luck with your self-discovery, anon! and my inbox and dms are always open if you have more questions!

[madwickedawesome]

actually i gained a few mutuals today so hi my names juno heres some fun facts about me

i cant sleep unless i have my stuffed lobster (accordingly named lobby) with me

im insane about victorian flower language and rococo

i performed at carnegie hall almost exactly a week ago w my choir and we slayed #junoxmozartcollab

my first musical was legally blonde. its actually still so good everyone go watch it

christian from moulin rouge & orpheus from hadestown & aziraphale from good omens & dandelion from the witcher r all the epitome of junocore they make me sick in the head honestly

ive been in choir for way too long to still not really be able to read music. i can barely sightread

i listen to a lot of classical music but also 80s pop and rap but also modern indie rock but also everything sad and also everything about love

im a nyctophobe 😈

i have a dog and . 2 cats and one of them is my silly orange cat named ludo (after the bowie labyrinth character)

mischa bachinski is a bug that i squish underneath my shoe (love him to death)

i had a WICKED crush on mozart when i was a kid like i saw a painting of him and i was like damn...

me and my friends are all obsessed w jfk yaoi for some reason

as a kid i ate a lot of construction paper like plenty of construction paper

also as a kid i hyperfixated on the imitation game (w benedict cumberbatch) for literal years and have seen the movie an obscene amount of times

in addition as a kid i had an irrational fear of michael jackson for years and it ruined me as a person i think. it was so bad LMFOA

ive never been normal about anything in my life

[moonboy-ish]

Hello! I'm Koy it's a pleasure to meet you

I'm an 18 years old trans (neurodivergent) dude who's barely starting his transition sooooo stick around to see how this goes! ✨

My friends took as a hobby giving me names so here are the ones I have from them that stuck

Koray(Koy)

Alejandro(Ale)

Felix(Lix)

I'll be using this blog as more... NSFW ish… in thoughts, rambles and arts, and more personal stuff I guess

Sfw & art blog: @kabs1912

I’m going to leave my little wishlist here if any of you guys want to gift me something ;>

More stuff about me

Sometimes use emojis as tone indicators (and tone tags), but not on prompt writing

I’m T4T~ had some experience with cis people 😒 and that is just not my cup off tea anymore

I’m bisexual with a preference for mans, and also polyam, but currently I’m single

I would say I’m a bottom/sub maybe power bottom if I put in the effort but honestly I like the idea of someone taking the lead

I’m in fact, a virgin

Love pet names!! ✨

Feel free to interact if you are

Part of the LGBTQ+ community

Specially if your trans

18-25 years old (specially if you want to dm me)

A decent human being in general

DO NOT INTERACT

MINORS, MAPS, RACISTS, TRANSPHOBES, RIGHT-WING BITCHES, DETRANS, AGEPLAY, ANY FORM OF ED BLOG, MEN DNI BLOGS, HIGHLY RELIGIOUS christian PEOPLE

I have religious trauma so yeah, politely fuck off

I don’t like you and you won’t like me

DM/ASK/General Interactions Rules

Almost every pet name is welcome, but if you're going to call me pretty or beautiful it has to go with “boy” or something to match my pronouns like “pretty boy” or “beautiful thing” just don’t like the feminine implication on them

Please try to use all my pronouns, not just he/him

No photos on DM, just, don't, I'll post when I'll post and I don't want yours there so, yeah

I tend to be really irregular with responses on DM (adhd acting up) so I apologize in advance, sooner or later I’ll remember that I only answered in my brain

If you come up as aggressive or I don't like your vibe I probably won't answer

If you make me uncomfortable in any way I WILL block you

ALSO IF YOU’RE OLDER THAN 30 DO NOT TOUCH THIS BLOG, GET OUT OF HERE YOU COULD EASILY BE MY PARENT AND THAT’S JUST WEIRD THIS WILL GET YOU BLOCKED IMMEDIATELY

Questions list: https://www.tumblr.com/moonboy-ish/738710799823126528/bigger-new-list-of-sex-questions

Kinky and horny stuff

I'm into: bondage/restraint; cock warming; corruption; pet play (especially puppy play); spanking; biting(I have an oral fixation); slight knife play; size kink; praise; slight degrading; body worship; edging; overstim; breeding (NO PREGNANCY OR RAISING); free use, but just in private

Okay Terms: (boy)pussy, cunt, hole, chest, clit, (t)cock

I'm NOT into: any body fluid aside from cum, sweat, tears, or blood (in small quantities and period blood is a no); misgendering, or any form of forced feminization; Religious Kink(at least if I don’t explicitly say it’s fine); body modification; Any form of incest(fauxcest included); any public stuff that isn't in a four-wall room like, there can be other people, but not in public spaces

•If something is not listed is because I don’t have an explicit opinion on it, feel free to ask if something interests you and it’s not here•

TAGS:

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- Koy-sfw: sfw

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- koy-art: nsfw art that I don’t feel like posting on my main blog

Last updated: January 8th, 2024

[kob131]

You know ngl, I'd say SMTV is a pretty good SMT to start with for you. You come across as a super lawful leaning guy and SMTV is probably one of two entries that doesn't favor Chaos or Neutral in the over Law in the franchise- iirc some people argue its pretty Law favored too.

... Uh, Avalon buddy?

I agree with you but- This ain't my first SMT game.

SMTIV was my first game. Followed by Devil Survivor, Strange Journey Redux, Nocturne and all the modern Persona games interspersed within along with watching a playthrough of IV: Apocalaypse. Not a surprise given my love of duality and balance.

I'm guessing you just never caught me talking about it before.

But- Yeah I actually really liked the original SMTV's endings. Dazai's actually a great Law protagonist because he brings up a very real question that Chaos and Neutral can't answer: What about the people who need guidance? Who can they turn to?

Neutral would answer that everyone should find their own path but that's of no help to someone who can't make decisions.

And Chaos doesn't give a shit.

This question actually makes Law pretty persuasive without abandoning the alignment's roots in 'safety and order at the cost of freedom' because people like Dazai would thrive under it.

Chaos is pretty interesting here too since it's framed as protecting and prioritizing Japan/the myriad religions of the world, which is normally portrayed as a Neutral thing. But it makes sense, more so for it to be Chaos than Neutral. Because the concepts of freedom vs. safety have existed long before Judo-Christianity and many of these gods also propose their own solutions to that question. Solutions that are mutually exclusive. So, if you make it so all the gods are equally valid- well, people will fight to prove their god is more valid. Happens all the time. So, it makes sense for this idea to be aligned with Chaos because it would be a free for all.

Atsuru could definitely be better developed (which Vengeance has been doing well with) but it does bring up something interesting: how Atsuru firmly sticks by Koshimizu/Tsukiyomi, which is usually a lawful trait.

Neutral...honestly is the weakest endings. Yes, both endings. Yakumo seems like he might have a point about demons using humanity and how human who fall into the temptation are bad. ... But Yakumo is such an asshole. Not to mention unlike Dazai and Atsuru, Yakumo is never shown helping anyone. There's no reason for me to believe he would help an innocent person.

Not to mention his talks of demons and humans being fundamentally incompatible and must be separated are...just stupid in context. Ignore Nuwa, she cares more about humanity than herself. That's not the contradiction. The contradiction is that to assume the throne in any capacity, you MUST be a union of demon and human working as one. The two other candidates in Atsuru/Tsukiyomi and Dazai/Abdiel see each other as partners and equals. Lamhu didn't see Sahori as an equal and he ended up wasting time and dying for it. And throughout the game, you help demons CONSTANTLY and they in turn help you.

I mean fuck, the True Neutral ending requires you to complete the Amanozako, Fionn and Khonsu side quests to get it. Amanozako does nothing but try to help you and sees you as her partner by the end. Fionn attacked you BECAUSE he thought you were a threat to humans and does everything he can to help you. And Khonsu was willing to give up both life and EXISTENCE for Miyazu. By all rights, these guys prove that demons CAN coexist with humans if the whole 'Nahobino' stuff didn't. And yet the ending is all about prioritizing humanity. Something normal for Neutral but like say...Gin's ending in Devil Survivor- you've seen the kinder side of demons so much more.

I kind of see SMTV as analogous to Pokemon SV as both have tried so much to push the boundaries of their respective franchises. Not just in open world gameplay but in their stories, breaking many conventions to try and present new avenues in their stories. It's honestly shocking that Pokemon pulled off the story side better than SMT, since that's usually reversed. But I still really respect SMTV for trying to make things more balanced since the series has an...overwhelming amount of bias for Neutral.

I've heard about the new endings in Vengeance. Particularly that there is no Neutral ending added in. Which sounds nice and kind of similar to Strange Journey. I've heard other things about the endings but I'm gonna save my thoughts until I clear CoV at least once.

[nazmazh]

Playlist: The Drive Home

(This, of course, is not universal, and represents my personal tastes)

That hazy, dreamlike feeling of drifting along back home after some sort of gathering - A party? A good dinner out? A carnival or fair? Whatever it was, it was pretty great, but you're all feeling a little run down, now. Maybe there's a light rain or snow in the air, reflecting the streetlights to wash over you and the car completely. Or maybe you're out on the highway, under an open sky of stars. There's perhaps a little touch of melancholy, but in a fond sort of way. Nobody's jumping up and rocking out, but everyone's singing along to those classics they recognize - You're all keeping each other mutually-awake, if nothing else. You're going to cross through this liminal space all together, and stretch it out , so that you can hold on to that wonderful feeling from before, for as long as you can.

Fleetwood Mac - Dreams [Honourable Mention to Rhiannon]

Elton John - Tiny Dancer

The Beatles - Hey Jude

Don McLean - American Pie

Tom Cochran & Red Rider - Good Times

Jimi Hendrix - Angel

Jeff Healey - Angel [Yeah I honestly couldn't decide. And I know that the Hendrix original is the one most people know, I'm putting Healey hear because more people should know him and his work]

David Bowie - Starman [Yes, I'm going with this over Space Oddity, though that one probably would fit as well. I'd put Ashes to Ashes ahead of it too though]

Paul McCartney & Wings - Band on the Run

BareNaked Ladies - Brian Wilson

Foo Fighters - Baker Street [The original by Gerry Rafferty would also work, depending on your personal preferences]

Soul Asylum - Runaway Train

Blind Melon - No Rain

Blue Oyster Cult - Burnin' For You

Jay & The Americans - Come a Little Bit Closer

Tommy James and The Shondells - Crimson and Clover [Perhaps Joan Jett & The Blackhearts' version instead, if you'd prefer]

Ninja Sex Party - Everybody Wants to Rule The World [Yes, specifically their cover. The Tears for Fears original is fine too, but I really like their version, okay? The song itself is still familiar enough that I don't think it throws off the vibe I'm going for here]

Queen - Somebody to Love

Tracy Chapman - Fast Car

REM - Man on The Moon [Honourable Mention to Losing My Religion]

Boston - More Than a Feeling

The Cars - Just What I Needed

The Guess Who - No Sugar Tonight // New Mother Nature

Bruce Springsteen - Thunder Road

Andy Kim - Rock Me Gently

Blue Rodeo - Lost Together

Glen Campbell - Southern Nights

Neil Diamond - Sweet Caroline

Darius Rucker - Wagon Wheel [Old Crow Medicine Show's original is very good too.]

Thin Lizzy - Whiskey in The Jar

David Lee Murphy - Dust on The Bottle

Dexy's Midnight Runners - Come On Eileen

The Buggles - Video Killed the Radio Star

Our Lady Peace - Somewhere Out There

Creedence Clearwater Revival - Have You Ever Seen The Rain?

Semisonic - Closing Time

Night Ranger - Sister Christian

The Outfield - Your Love

Allman Brothers Band - Jessica

Styx - Mr. Roboto

Avicii - Hey Brother

Fastball - The Way

The Wallflowers - One Headlight

Counting Crows - Mr. Jones

Mumford and Sons - Little Lion Man

John Denver - Take Me Home, Country Roads [Memey-ness or not, it's an all-time great sing-a-long]

The Moody Blues - Your Wildest Dreams

Mika - Grace Kelly

The Cure - Friday I'm in Love

Spin Doctors - Two Princes

The Weeknd - Save Your Tears

Cage The Elephant - Ain't No Rest for The Wicked

The Heavy - Short Change Hero [Yes, I have deep nostalgia for the first two Borderlands games, or at least the vibe of them. Why do you ask?]

Goo Goo Dolls - Black Balloon [Maybe Iris instead. As upbeat as Slide is, I think the subject matter of the song is perhaps a bit too heavy for the concept I'm going for here]

Don Henley - The Boys of Summer

Looking Glass - Brandy (You're a Fine Girl)

Traveling Wilburys - Handle With Care

Garth Brooks - Hard Luck Woman [Cover of a Kiss song. Maybe a bit obscure, per my guidelines. But y'know what,?I've let other covers I've liked than originals better go in here instead of the originals. So screw it. It makes the cut!]

Manfred Mann's Earth Band - Blinded By The Light (Technically a Bruce Springsteen cover, but this is so very much the definitive version)

Billy Joel - Piano Man (Although, Only the Good Die Young, For the Longest Time, and River of Dreams are strong contenders)

Toto - Africa

Baltimora - Tarzan Boy

Van Halen - Dreams [Just edges out Right Now]

Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers - Into The Great Wide Open

Steve Miller Band - Rock'n Me

.38 Special - Back Where You Belong

ABBA - Dancing Queen

Blondie - The Tide Is High

Eagle-Eye Cherry - Save Tonight

Lady A - Need You Now

The Rolling Stones - Wild Horses

Rush - Limelight

Aliotta Haynes Jeremiah - Lake Shore Drive

Cyndi Lauper - I Drove All Night [Contrast with Roy Orbison's version]

Mr Big - To Be With You

Matchbox Twenty - 3AM

Personality test

Best song to hear on the radio in a car full of friends when it's dark and warm and raining outside and you're all kinda tired but still having a good time

The song that would play in the movie about your life at the part where you finally snap and enter a violent, freewheeling action scene

The worst song you can imagine playing in the background of a deeply personal or intimate moment

A song you'd want played at your funeral

A song you WOULD NOT WANT played at your funeral

[heartoftheancientsea]

I’ve been going through this spiritual dilemma lately where I don’t know if I should identify myself as a Christian or not... Ever since I was a kid I hated it tbh and I dreaded going to church, and all the info I learned in ccd went in one ear and out the other. All I remember is how scared I was of God, because every time I had an involuntary mean or judgmental thought, I felt like he was condemning me and I would have to apologize to him. But at the same time I knew it was silly, because in my heart I knew that the vengeful God they were teaching me about was not really God.

For a while I have been separating Jesus from Christianity and having a relationship with him outside of religion. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with doing that. But I do think it’s important to honor the tradition that has passed him down to us, otherwise he would have been forgotten. But the problem is that we can’t get TOO stuck in tradition, in the past. We can’t follow someone else’s stagnant ideas of who we should be, we all have to have our own unique and evolving relationship with spirit.

It has brought me so much joy recently to read about the very beginnings of Christianity, how the Bible was written, etc, and it’s so exciting to me when I recognize a reference to Sumerian culture in the old testament. Apart from the institution of the church, I actually really love the Bible as a historical artifact, and I think that in many places it has been translated or edited incorrectly in order to suit those in power. The true essence of the religion is what I’m really in love with. Ultimately, what matters to me the most is learning the true message of jesus, which has always been unconditional love and forgiveness. Everything else must be thought about critically, not followed blindly. That’s how people get hurt. My heart breaks for how many people have twisted his original message so that they could inflict hatred instead. Perhaps I could call myself a christian mystic, or maybe I won’t call myself anything at all. Would I gain anything important from using that label? Probably not. It just kind of reminds me of persecution and tragedy if I’m being honest. I don’t even know what the defining factor is that makes someone a christian. I follow the teachings of jesus because I think he was what we would call “enlightened”, and I think we could all achieve that some day. I don’t worship him. He is a son of God but so am I, and so are we all. He has presented himself to me as none other than my absolute equal. Does that disqualify me from being a christian? Maybe...

[myork]

9 Years Of BTS . (130613)

One word you associate with BTS or how they make you feel

As answered by my mutuals and followers ♡

Thank you so much to everybody who answered and shared your reasons with me <3 here are a few other explanations <3

"I'm a Christian and I was pretty scared of joining this fandom because I though I was going to be judged. But I wasn't–like, at all. This family is filled with the people I trust the most, because BTS and ARMY always got my back–And I'll always have theirs."

"if it was two words i would say big brothers because that's exactly what they are to me. a bit like the kuyas (a word in plural form in my native language used to refer to an older man with respect or for an older man in general like older brothers) i've never had. that's probably why i picked "family." i think it hits me hard because i don't have any siblings. also my mom is willing to adopt them and become their mom lol."

"they made me learn to love myself, and love life... <3"

"ive never seen such a tight-knit group honestly it’s like they’re all siblings. also each one of them are talented in their own way."

"I just feel like theyre rlly good role models for healthy communication and. idk they make me feel loveable/not alone with my mental health struggles."

"My sense of purpose. Life for me was eat, sleep, work until they inspire me to want to do and be more."

"Their music makes me so happy and almost always puts a smile on my face. Songs like Mikrokosmos and Anpanman and Butter especially just always make me grin. And then of course they release so much content that makes me smile. And interacting with other Army makes me smile too, its always nice to connect with someone over a shared love for BTS. Have you ever been so overcome/overwhelmed with happiness that you started laughing?? BTS makes me do that on a regular basis."

"for me bts is the representation of brotherhood/family. They have been together for more than 10 years, they have known each other so well, in other words, they are like brothers who support and love each other no matter what and i think that's sweet because in our society people tend to judge this kind of friendships by calling them "gay". However, you know what's the best thing? That they don't care about what people say about them, they still behave the same way with each other and that's what makes me love them even more."

"Basically like home. I know they're extremely chaotic but there's this sense of peace in my heart that I found them."

"Always make me swoon."

"There really is no better word for me to explain how those seven young men from South Korea make me feel. I don't feel any other band I followed/stan in the past years ever felt as comforting (and familiar, in a way) as BTS does. Whenever I feel like I'm about to fall into a bad mental state, or I'm bored/sad or I just want to distract myself from this real world, I listen to their music or watch a run bts episode or even a compilation of their best/funniest/most comforting moments and feel better. No matter what, they always manage to make me smile and bring me the same comfort I would feel as my closest friend hugged me for hours."

"they were there for me through some really hard times, i don't know what i would've done without them."

"i’m a baby army (got interested in them after grammys 2022) and i haven’t been this happy in a while, watching random yt videos of them, listening to their songs and their meaning. for me it’s like a ray of sunshine everytime. i don’t have army friends yet so i can’t have pretty much no one to talk abt this so i just make my friends/bf listen to my daily rants about them haha"

"because they make me happy."

"BTS encourages me to love myself. BTS loves me and other ARMY even without meeting most of us. They love us so much that they tell us to stop listening to their music, watching their videos, etc. and go do important things like homework, work, or spending time with family and friends. BTS loves us so much that they want to give all ARMYs a free concert. BTS loves us so much that they post little updates of their lives when they know we're missing them. BTS loves us so much that they use us to love themselves. BTS loves us so much that they call us their best friends, their butterflies, and their stars. BTS loves us so much that they've created a community of people who respect each other like brothers and sisters even if they don't know each other personally (ARMY). BTS' love has created social movements for change and has donated so much money for the greater good. This love is truly pure and genuine, and I have never felt such a love from someone so far away, never mind from an artist to a fan. It doesn't matter that we're hemispheres apart, because I feel like they are with me and I am with them. This love is why BTS makes me feel loved."

[gaytedlasso]

Hi friends. I need to share something.

I don't know where to start. For the last 7 years, my mom has been battling breast cancer. And unfortunately, last Friday at 1am she passed away. But I can't say she lost the fight, because she was herself and so strong up until her last day. It was a shock because even her doctor expected 3 months, news which she was going to share with my mom on Monday. It hadn't hit me that this could be the end until that last day, but I never properly saw her again after that.

Even though she was my best friend, I wasn't out to my mom. I wasn't really afraid of her not being accepting, at least of the bisexual part, but just needed time and space. That time never came though. She was in a coma for the last 9 hours of her life but the doctor said she could hear us. So, I told her that I'm bi, nonbinary with all pronouns and that some people call me Elliot. But that I'm still Ellie, her daughter, her child. I saw her shed a few tears and felt her grab my hand. So she was telling me she loved me in what way she could. I'll never accept another interpretation. She loves me. In being a Christian, my faith has made it easier by knowing she's still with me spiritually and that I'll see her again in heaven.

Anyway... it's a lot of info but I've really come to feel like I've made friends on here. My mom knew about a lot of my tumblr shenanigans and thought it was really cool that I was connecting with people around the world with this fandom. People liking my art, buying from me on Redbubble, making creations for my celebration. She was so proud, of something that I sometimes feel embarrassed about cuz it's spn.

This last week has been difficult. May continue to be a bit less active for a time, but I honestly will not leave this fandom. It's brought me so much joy and support in ways I never imagined. I just... felt strange coming on here and people not really knowing about such a monumental thing in my life, so I wanted to share. I have a big family to support me and 3 cousins I'm out to. My dad and I are really trying the most to be there for each other. I've started showing him spn as our kind of new routine. We're gonna get through this life. For her. Thanks for reading. Love you all 💛

~

No pressure to respond. If you want to respond somehow but don't know what to say just reply with a 💐 and I'll know

Tagging some mutuals. Even some who already know. And all mutuals on my tag list.

@floral-cas @texandean @homeroad @cas-natural @emeraldcas @thenightwemetnatural @undeadcas @alltoowellcas @iheardyourprayer @ultimatekiller @gardenforcas @beeradgirlfriend @jactingjoices @ghostmary @billiewena @chapeldean @caskarass @supernatural-jaeger @pointyearedelvishprincling @jacobglaser @theedeangirl @faithlesshunter @dojacas @mybelovedcas @garthedgirl @loverboydean @lengthofropes @endvverse @sundryvillains @deanskitchen @castielsbeebong @but-theres-wolves @casless-chaps @deanncastiel @seraphcastiel @mjulmjul @starrynightdeancas @you-cant-spell-subtext-without @thunderstruck-owl-gal @muggs8787

[sagekjs21]

To Anon,

What would be the benefit of waking up here? Let's say hypothetically, and I mean exceptionally hypothetically, that you're completely right. That people like @grace-of-spades1 and myself are completely wrong, gullible, brainwashed, etc. What have we lost? If you are correct and we die and simply stop existing, we will never know that we were wrong anyway. Really, the only things that you could argue that we lost would be time and possibly money. Money if we were to tithe or donate to any kind of Christian cause, and time spent reading the Bible, discussing Jesus, engaging in posts like this, praying, etc.

So if these would be our only losses, the more important question would be what do we gain? I can't speak for Grace, but I can tell you what I gain from following Jesus.

From following the Triune God, I gain and have gained:

A Best Friend that will absolutely never leave nor forsake me

The best Father that a daughter could ever ask for

A constant Companion and Counselor in the Holy Spirit

An amazing older Brother in Jesus

Unending and truly unconditional Love

Physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual Healing

Some pretty amazing friends that I likely wouldn't have met had I not chosen Christianity

A bunch of very personal Promises from God that are being fulfilled more and more each day

My life, and yes, I mean that very literally. I honestly should have died on at least ten different occasions, but I praise Jesus that I am still very much alive.

My freedom in many ways

The ability to tap into showing others true unconditional love

A vast knowledge of my religion not just from the Bible but from my own experiences and the testimonies of others

A sure Faith that even when things in life feel absolutely unbearable, horrible, and like whatever the situation is is never going to end, I know that I will eventually come out a conqueror through Christ Jesus, better than I was before but only because of Him

Someone that I can always turn to and talk to about absolutely anything, from the exceptionally hard and big to something as insignificant as "I think I used a bit too much toothpaste."

Knowing that Someone loves me and cares about me so incredibly much that He nose exactly the amount of hairs that are on my head at any given moment

Absolute Forgiveness to the point of obliteration in the mind of God for any and all mistakes I have ever made

And, may I never forget, Eternal Life through Salvation

So there are 17 things that I came up with just off the top of my head. If you gave me a few days to think about this, I could probably at least multiply this list five times if not far more.

So really the gains far outweigh the losses. If there are really any losses to begin with. And given all of the gains, how could there possibly be? ❤️

@titaniumpeony @pinestripe37 @iiusia @ghosts-and-blue-sweaters @godhasatenderheart or any of my other mutuals. Any of you care to add any gains?

god is dead and gone and you’re just another statistic of religious brainwashing. Rip 🙏🏻

And you’ll never even know. You can’t even wake up

Dear Jesus,

I pray over this one man or woman who doubts. kinda reminds me of doubting Thomas. Please work in his or her heart, let them know who you are rather than who they perceive you as.

Thanks and Amen.

Friend, I don't know your situation. Maybe you might have had a bad experience with religious people. I dunno. But Jesus had problems with them too. Crumbs, they killed Him. But He rose on the third day and forgave all sin. He wants a relationship with you. It's not a religion. Not a scam.

There's plenty of proof of His existence too, it's fascinating!

If you wish to talk more, you can message me!

God bless!

-Grace

[aereres]

Stuck On You - Cale Makar

Summary: What started as a friendship between you and Cale takes a turn during one of the best summer vacations of your life - a week in a campsite with your new friends from Colorado.

A/N: A self-indulgent Cale fic, who would have thought lmao. Definitely not my best work but I hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 5k

Warnings: a couple swear words, mentions of break-up

Summer. Summer held something you couldn’t quite place. Maybe it was the road trips with music blasting from your car’s speakers, or the endless nights spent drinking cheap beers with strangers while sitting on docks. Maybe it was the seasonal loves, the ones you’d talk about with your friends after coming home, or maybe it was the memories.

Summer had always been something you had never missed, no matter how hard school got, or how good your job paid people to stay during the hottest months of the year; and, in Colorado, it wasn’t any different.

You were gasping for breath when you finally reached the perfect spot for camping, your backpack heavy on your shoulders as your friends walked past you. The excited giggles that left their lips joined the sound of birds chirping as they pushed their own belongings on the ground.

“Oh my God,” Johanna laughed, Andre’s arm wrapped around her shoulders as she looked around the empty side of the forest your getaway was going to take place in. “This place is beautiful,”

“It is,” Sydney said from beside her, eyes cast on her bag as she started to take some stuff out.

You were still taking the beautiful view in, a smile on your lips as you realized that summer was finally starting. A new summer, you thought, with new friends and a new spot.

“Y/N, just come here already!” Andre yelled from the distance, pushing you out of your trance. “Your tent is not gonna build itself,”

“I’m coming,” you giggled, jokingly rolling your eyes your friend’s way as you pushed your backpack down your shoulders, looking around for an empty space for yourself.

“I’m here-”

The breathless words were mumbled behind you, making you turn around quickly to find a flushed face. Cale’s cheeks were their usual dark shade of red, sweat lining his forehead as he tried to gain back his breathing.

“Oh- hi, Cale,” you smiled, heart fluttering when your eyes met his face. “You doing okay?”

“I was a little late,” he mumbled, waving JT’s way before his eyes gently settled on you. It seemed like he had realized you were there in front of him just then, his body tensing as a small smile formed on his lips. “Hi, Y/N,”

“Oh my God,” Nate huffed. “I’ll literally let the two of you sleep with the bears if you don’t start with the tents,”

“Fine, fine. You guys are annoying as hell,” you mumbled, brushing past him to reach one of the last two empty spots, throwing the bag that held your tent on the ground. The paper that slipped out of the opened zipper was filled with instructions, the words so small you almost struggled to read through them. If it wasn’t already difficult enough, the drawings explaining how to set up the tent weren’t helping, either.

You were just starting to understand something when your friends’ loud laughter filled your ears, along with the sound of bottles of beer being opened. You laughed to yourself, taking one of the many thin poles in your hands as you tried to figure out where it was supposed to go, one of your palms burying itself in your hair.

You had never been the greatest at building things, and you weren’t surprised when you grew close to calling one of the guys and ask for their help. Their tents had been built in less than half an hour, helping you prop up yours wasn’t going to be too difficult. Right?

“Here, give it to me. I’ll help you,” the familiar voice snapped you out of your thoughts, as deep as you remembered it to be. Cale was standing beside you, arms folded over his chest as he gave your work a quick look, a teasing smirk on his lips. “Never been camping?”

“Not really,” you giggled awkwardly, handing him the item in your hand as he figured the mess out. His feet carried him to the left side of the tent, sliding the first part of the tube in its place.

“Alright, go on the other side,”

With Cale’s help, building a tent had never been easier. He knew what to do and where to start, he honestly made it look easy. Your shelter was ready after just a couple of minutes, and you found yourself smiling Cale’s way as soon as he mumbled a quick ‘we’re done’.

“Really?!”

“Yeah,” he chuckled, taking his place by your side again as the two of you gave the results one last look. “Looks better than mine down there,”

You giggled, turning around to wrap an arm around him, pulling him in a quick hug. “Thank you so much,” you said, pushing a stray hair out of your eyesight. “Wouldn’t have made it, without you,”

“You’re welcome,” Cale said rather rushedly, his cheeks blushing slightly. You weren’t able to see the way he flushed, though, turning around way too quickly to unpack your bag and getting the last few things for your shelter out.

As you pushed your phone out of your pocket, you realized just then how messily the butterflies in your stomach were dancing. And it was all because of Cale.

-

The sounds of the fireplace were comforting you as everyone enjoyed the first night of the summer together with a beer in hand. Loud laughter was coming from the Avalanche players, and you could hear a few laughs and giggles coming from your own friends, too.

“I can’t believe they gave you a penalty, man,” Tyson admitted, referring to Nathan’s last call on the ice that cost the team a power-play goal. “It was a clean hit and we all saw that,”

“Yeah, man,” EJ agreed, tipping his head back as he finished his beer.

“Call was ridiculous,” Nate agreed, shrugging slightly to signal the end of the conversation before letting an arm wrap around his girlfriend. “What have you been up to, Y/N? You’re the only one we don’t see too often,”

You chuckled at his words, shaking your head as you swallowed the last piece of s’more in your mouth. “Just been working, trying to get a promotion,”

“You go, girl,” Johanna cheered, making you laugh. “And Christian?”

The laughter left your body as soon as your ex was mentioned, the last words of your final argument repeating themselves in your mind. “Christian?” Was all you were able to mumble, eyes cast on the fire as you buried your hands in the pockets of your hoodie.

“Your boyfriend,” Susanna stated, making you chuckle out bitterly.

“Well, ex-boyfriend,” you sighed, shrugging when you looked up to see a few shocked faces. “Broke up a few months ago, now,”

“And you didn’t tell us?!” Mikko yelled, his voice loud over the mixed words of shock from your friends.

“Sorry,” you mumbled, casting your eyes to your lap as everyone kept talking, slowly starting to express the way they all almost despised your ex. Nathan - and his girlfriend agreed with him - said something about Christian hitting on his girl, Tyson complained about the fact that he had never seemed to treat you good, and all the girls agreed with him.

Thinking about your break-up on the first day of your summer vacation wasn’t something you had planned, so you silently kept to yourself, hoping the conversation would drop quickly. Your eyes lifted up from the orange flames of the fire, finding the stars illuminating the dark sky, so subtle yet so beautiful. All the voices of your friends were silenced as you admired the beauty of the night, a breath you didn’t realize you were holding in finally leaving your lips.

A gentle hand nudged your elbow, your attention snapping towards the person to your right in a quick second. Staring back at you was Cale, a soft smile on his lips as he held a stick with a roasted marshmallow between the two of you. “For you,”

“For me?”

“I know you love roasted marshmallows,” he mumbled, sheepishly scratching the back of his head. “Just thought of making one for you, I guess,”

A small smile formed on your lips at his kindness, cheeks burning as you accepted the stick. “You’re too sweet, Cale,” you mumbled, your shoulder leaning against his as you grabbed the candy from the top of the branch, pushing it in your mouth.

He grabbed his own marshmallow and slid it in his mouth, your eyes meeting as you silently looked at each other. His cheeks grew bigger from the size of the candy, a small piece of it coloring the side of his mouth.

You giggled, his own laughter following yours as you swallowed. “Hang on, Cale,” you mumbled, coming closer to him as you tried to ignore your heartbeat picking up its pace. “You’ve got something-”

Your palm cupped his scarlet cheek, warm against your skin as your thumb smoothed the sticky substance away, your eyes barely leaving his as the two of you sat back in place. Both of your heartbeats were loud, cheeks burning as you acted as if the closeness hadn’t affected you in any kind of way.

You silently hoped nobody had paid attention to the two of you, knowing the guys wouldn’t hold down the chirping; but when you looked back at the team and wags, they all seemed to be too focused on their conversation to even notice Cale’s burning cheeks, or your fingers slightly touching.

You were the first one to wish everyone a good night, that day, to retrieve in your tent and listen to your heart beat loudly. You felt like a teenager again, feeling just so jittery after the interaction with the man you had always spent too much time looking at, and had always looked for whenever you’d join the group at any kind of event.

You had always repressed whatever you had been feeling for Cale, pushed it to the side to avoid any kind of rejection. But the way Cale smiled your way, the way he helped you out whenever he could, the way he tried to find subtle ways to gently touch you.

Something in you, that night, was guessing that your feelings might have been mutual.

-----

“Does this happen every time you guys go camping?” You asked Sydney breathlessly as you took a look at the hiking path in front of you. You were already two hours into the hike, the guys all walking ahead of you as if the uphill path wasn’t tiring them, at all. “Like, do you ever get a break when hiking with the boys?”

“Nope,” Sydney giggled from beside you, stopping in her tracks to take a sip of her water. “You’re a newbie to our camping trips, you’ll get used to it,”

You laughed along with her, looping your arm around hers as you followed the rest of the group through the sunrays-lit forest, sweat threatening to line your forehead. Walking in front of everyone was Cale, laughing along with Nate as you watched him, a smile of your own forming on your lips.

The moments of the previous night kept repeating in your mind as you silently walked, hoping the man living in your mind wouldn’t notice the fondness in your eyes whenever he looked your way.

“So, you and Cale?”

The words leaving Sydney’s mouth had your cheeks burning, the smile on your face quickly turning sheepish as you kept walking. “What about me and Cale?”

“C’mon,” she laughed, looking at you with an eyebrow raised. “Last night?”

You rolled your eyes with a chuckle, shaking your head slowly as you looked at the path in front of you. “That was nothing,”

“Nothing?!” She cried exasperatedly, pushing your shoulder as she kept walking. “You looked like you were going to make-out on the spot,”

“That’s not true,”

“That’s more than true, Y/N,” she laughed, silence settling between the two of you after her teasing words. Maybe you and Cale hadn’t been that smooth, you thought. Her elbow was quick to hit your ribcage after a few minutes, her eyes finding yours again as a small smirk formed on her lips. “He’s single, you’re finally single. You should give it a thought,”

“It’s just a stupid, small crush,” you admitted. “Nothing more,”

“Then why not try and see where things would lead?” She stated, knowing she was right. “I’ve never seen Cale act like that,”

“Like what?”

“Like a smitten teenager,” her honesty had you laughing, your head shaking as you were the one to push her shoulder, that time. When your laughter died down, her voice made its way inside your ears. “But really, you should try,”

She didn’t give you time to give her a response, slipping away from you to reach her boyfriend’s side, who had called her name. You were left on your own once again, staring ahead of you, your eyes focused on the back of Cale’s head as you struggled to keep up with the group.

Was it so easy to notice? The way your cheeks would heat up, or the way your smile would turn giddy as soon as he’d be close enough to have your fingers brushing against his. Was it that easy?

“C’mon, Y/N! We’re almost there!” EJ yelled from the front, his toothless smile shining from the distance as he walked backward. You laughed, throwing your head back for a quick second before meeting eyes with a smiley Cale standing by his side.

His cheeks were their usual scarlet color, hair slightly tousled from being pushed back too many times, but he still looked like the kind of person who would steal your heart in no time.

-

“Good night, Y/N,” Tyson was the last person to leave the fireplace, a smile on his face as he walked towards his tent, the silence of the night engulfing you in a warm embrace.

Your eyes drifted up towards the sky - as they always did - and found the patterns of stars painting it. The moon was shining brightly that night, its rays illuminating your face as you silently thought about your day. And Cale.

The hike had gone surprisingly well: the various hours under the hot sun had been worth it, the view from the top of the mountains so beautiful you could never forget it. But you couldn’t just forget Cale, his lingering touches, and the way his eyes would be staring deeply at you whenever they could.

When he had helped you down a particularly high, rocky step, your breath had hitched, the feeling of his rough yet gentle hands on your waist pushing the butterflies in your stomach back to life. You were sure you had never felt so deeply connected to someone, the way Cale was making you feel just so unknown to you. You didn’t want things to end.

“You sure you’ll be okay out here on your own?”

Your head snapped towards the source of sound, the nest of tousled blond hair you knew too well finding your eyes in less than a second. “Yeah, don’t worry, Cale,”

Your gaze fell back on the stars, ignoring the sound of his footsteps until the shuffling of his body next to yours snapped you out of your thoughts again. “The stars are beautiful, tonight,” was all Cale mumbled as your shoulders touched.

“City pollution doesn’t do them much justice,” you chuckled, wrapping your arms around your folded legs as you sent him a quick glance. “I should probably come here more often,”

“It’s such a nice place,” Cale stated, a layer of comfortable silence settling between the two of you. Your body leaned against his on its own command, your head almost resting on his shoulder as the sounds of the crickets surrounding you pushed you into a state of calmness.

His body seemed to tense for a second, but his arm wrapped around your middle when he realized there was nothing you wanted more than to feel him close to you. He was silent for a few minutes - just enjoying your closeness and the warmth your body held - before letting his eyes close.

You didn’t recall walking back to your tent, the next morning when you woke up, but his hoodie still covering your body was a tell-tale sign Cale had brought you back after a while. You buried your flushed face in your pillow, that morning, the sun warming up your tent as you still felt Cale close to you.

Did he feel the same way?

-----

“Oh. My. God. Y/N!” Johanna yelled, trembling as the chilly water of the lake hit her back, all thanks to your splashing. You giggled at her exaggerated reaction, dipping underwater to escape any of her splashes as she tried to look for revenge.

The sun was setting after another long hike, its reflection painting the lake an orange shade as you cooled down, enjoying the last day of the vacation with the team. It was a summer you were going to remember, but you felt stressed, in some kind of way.

Your heart was beating for someone, and that someone was Cale. You had never felt as close to him as you did on the trip, and you felt like something was going to happen. Eventually.

But the trip was coming to its end: you’d have to go home and get back to your schedule, the guys would go back in full swing to their own jobs, and you weren’t ready to give up on the progress you and Cale had made, not yet. It felt as if the universe wanted you to be happy, giving you Cale and feelings you just couldn’t hold back, and just a small time to find your happiness.

The water had stopped moving around you, and you realized just then that Johanna had left, and you were - yet again - on your own. The water had started to cool down even more due to the dark clouds already painting the sky, pushing you to sit on the dock with a towel wrapped around your shoulders to warm up.

The world seemed to grow quiet as you watched the clouds move, reminding you of the sleepless night you were going to spend in your lonely tent due to the upcoming rainstorm. You smiled, though, taking a deep breath as the sound of laughter from the distance slowly put your world back into motion.

“You’re going to get a cold,”

“Would be worth it,” you giggled, watching Cale move until he was sitting next to you on the dock. “What are you doing here?”

“I was looking for you, dinner’s almost ready,” he mumbled, his own eyes falling on the sky. You hummed, wrapping the towel tighter around your shoulders as you scooted closer to him.

“I’m going to miss this,” you whispered truthfully, your cold fingers busy on the strings of your bikini. “Camping, nights in front of the fireplace, you guys,”

“Same,” Cale admitted. “I don’t want it to end, you know? I’m going to miss you,”

Your heart fluttered at his words, sending the butterflies in your stomach in a spiral for a quick second as he kept talking. “And it’s stupid to say, because I see you just so often,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair. “But I’m going to miss you, and what happened between us here,”

You took a second to let his words sink in, just how quickly they made your body feel warm and how they made you feel like a teenager in love all over again. “It doesn’t have to end, Cale,” was all you whispered, your eyes meeting his as you let your heart beat loudly, not caring if anyone heard it.

“I didn’t think you’d feel the same way,” he said, honesty slipping from his lips as he let a hand cup your cheek tenderly.

“And I didn’t think you’d feel the same way, either,” you giggled, your chest warming up unexpectedly when his lips brushed up in a smile. You admired him, letting your eyes rake across his eyes, then his nose, his rosy cheeks, and - soon after - his lips. “Promise me we won’t let this go to waste,”

“We won’t,” he whispered back, his free hand lacing with yours as your lips finally met. Your world felt complete, at least, it seemed like it. With his hands on you and his gentle kisses, you felt alive, you felt like you were finally home.

One of his kisses turned into two, and two turned into three. As warm as he made you feel, your body heat was lowering and you had to pull away with clattering teeth before you bit his lip a little too hard. Your foreheads met for a moment, your eyes closing as you spent one last moment with him, the closeness having you weak.

“You’re freezing,” he stated, eyes carefully taking notice of your purple lips and shaking limbs. “Let’s go, you need to get changed before you die on me,”

“I’m fine, Cale,” you giggled, taking his hand to stand up with him before you started to head towards your camping spot, where the rest of the team was making dinner. His hand stayed in yours as he led you towards your tent, not caring - or worrying - if your friends saw.

Dinner was quite uneventful after that. You ate in silence as you missed Cale’s touch, a smile on your lips as you caught him staring your way from the distance. You didn’t set up the fireplace, that night. Rain started to hit your skin by ten, and everyone pretty much understood your last night had come to an end.

You had wished Cale goodnight with a subtle squeeze of his hand before heading towards your tent, sliding under your covers as you thought about the events of the day. Your mind went back to the man that stole your heart, thinking about the way your heart would stutter every time he’d look your way, or just how quickly your mood could change when his skin touched yours.

Saying you were stuck on him was an understatement.

The tiredness from the activities started to kick in - your eyes feeling quite heavy as you pushed your phone away from you - but the sounds the rain made, the fear of a storm and just what it could cause, they were keeping you up.

The raindrops were hitting the fabric of the tent harshly, and as much as you tried to relax, you just couldn’t. It was well past midnight when an idea popped in your mind, but you just couldn’t. It was too much, and too early.

You rolled to your side, your air mattress making a squeaking noise as you did so. It was too early. Your phone vibrated, pushing you out of your thoughts as the screen lit up, a new message waiting to be read.

I’m outside your tent.

Your brows furrowed at Cale’s text, looking up to see that, in fact, someone was standing outside your tent. You crawled towards the entrance, pushing the zipper down until the cold hair of the night hit your face, and your eyes met Cale’s frame.

“What the hell are you doing here? You’re going to catch a cold!”

“Would be worth it,” he repeated the words you had used earlier that day. “Can I come in?”

“Of course,” you whisper-yelled, almost dragging him inside before you closed the tent back up. “What are you doing here, Cale?”

“I noticed you couldn’t sleep,” he mumbled, sitting on the edge of your mattress as his eyes stayed on your features even in the darkness of the night. “And I couldn’t sleep either,”

You giggled, shaking your head when you had realized you had had the same idea at the same time. You had been so close to joining Cale in his tent to relax and let all your worries leave your body, but he had beaten you at your own game.

With your last ounce of courage, you pressed a quick kiss to his blushing cheek, pulling him along with you to lay on the mattress. “Just come here,”

You were facing each other after you slipped under the covers again, his eyes staring into yours as you felt your body snuggle closer to his at its own command. One of his arms wrapped itself around your body, pulling you even closer as you felt a tender kiss being pressed to the crown of your head.

“Get some rest,” he whispered in your hair, your face buried in the crook of his neck as he talked. “I’ll be here in the morning,”

“Good night, Cale,”

“Good night, Y/N,”

-

Morning came quickly, too quickly for your liking. The sun was weakly lighting up your tent, its rays shining against Cale’s skin just right. He was still with you - as he had promised - and you were sure there was no better way to wake up than to open your eyes and see Cale, before anyone else.

He was breathing shallowly, eyes still closed as his arms kept tight around your waist, no sign of him waking up just yet. Your heart was a fluttering mess: you’d gone from complete strangers, to friends, to what seemed like lovers. And, God- you didn’t want it to end.

One single digit of yours ghosted over his soft cheek, starting to trace his features as lightly as it could as you admired him with all you had, hoping he wouldn’t wake up from your motions. A long sigh left his lips at your touch, eyelids squeezing for a quick second before he let them open.

“Good morning,” he grumbled, voice gravelly as he closed his eyes for another moment.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you,” you whispered, retrieving your hand as he pulled you closer. “Slept well?”

“Yes,” he dragged the last letter, the smile on his lips making you giggle. “You?”

“Like a baby,”

“That’s good,”

Silence settled between you as you enjoyed his warmth, brain running way too quickly at just eight in the morning while you traced shapes on his clothed chest. “They’re gonna chirp the hell out of us,” you giggled.

“Oh, God,” Cale chuckled, his palm landing on his face as he remembered about his restless teammates. “Might as well just die in here,”

You giggled, tugging the tent’s zipper open and grabbing his hand to get him out of your bed. “Just let them talk,” you whispered in his ear before stepping outside, stretching your limbs. His quite taller frame struggled to exit the tent, but when he did, a chorus of gasps surrounded you.

“I knew it!” Johanna yelled, receiving a slap from a sleepy Sydney when her loud voice scared her. “I fucking knew it!”

“Cale is getting it, guys!” Tyson said loudly, making Cale’s cheeks heat up.

“Shut the fuck up, Josty,” you spat out jokingly, pushing his shoulder as you found an empty spot to sit on. “Don’t chirp my boyfriend,”

The weight of Cale’s body sitting next to you was enough to distract you for a second, but his thick voice in your ear really took your breath away. “Boyfriend?”

You bit your lip, looking up at him innocently before sending him a quick smile. “Only if you want to,”

He hummed, jokingly leaning down to press a kiss on your cheek, your heart beating loudly against your ribcage. “I’ll think about it,”

Breakfast was over in a rush, and you found yourself packing your belongings with sad sighs leaving your lips every now and then. Even though summer had barely just reached its peak, you weren’t ready to leave the memories of the camping trip behind just yet.

On the hike back to the parking lot, your hand stayed in Cale’s. It fit in his palm so easily you couldn’t help but think you were never going to stop holding his hand, as pathetic as it sounded. The air was chilly, and it held sadness as you two and the rest of the group walked back to your cars.

“I don’t want this to end,” Susanna said, hugging you tightly as you all said goodbye. “I’m going to miss you girls,”

“We’ll find a way to see each other, babe,” Sydney reassured her as they embraced each other.

“Y/N,” Nate greeted you with a smile, a smirk on his lips as he hugged you. “I’m hoping to see you at our next game with an eight on your back,”

You punched his shoulder jokingly when you parted ways, laughing along with him. “I’ll miss you too, Nate,”

Your last goodbyes were sad, numerous people piling in cars as you waved their way, your back resting against your car as you sighed softly.

“So,” Cale mumbled from behind you, stepping closer to your frame as he looked down at you. “Would be interested in our next game’s ticket and my personal jersey, as Nate suggested?”

You giggled, shaking your head as you wrapped your arms around his neck. “I mean, maybe,” you joked, biting on your lip as you let your eyes meet.

“As my girlfriend, you should probably say yes,” he said, looking down at you with a smirk as he gave you no time to respond, his lips meeting yours in a kiss.

“Girlfriend?”

He matched the smile on your face, leaning down to press another kiss before mocking your words from that morning. His voice was smooth, making your heart beat faster than usual, the butterflies in your stomach so crazy you were worried he could feel them.

“Only if you want to,”

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types of books i think wmmap characters would read

this is my personal interpretation so if i got anything wrong feel free to address them. without further ado!

Athanasia

I think we all agree that Athy's a big fan of Howl's Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones, I'm pretty sure it's been referenced in the novel but i'm sure I probably missed it. But in general I think she'd love fantasy stories, specifically those with an escapist and whimsical feel to it, added with an air of mystery or even some politics mixed in. Athy also likes stories sprinkled in with a bit of romance as well.

Fun fact, I actually found out through some of my mutuals that apparently, Athy wrote some raunchy adult novels at some point? I don't know the legitimacy of this information but i've seen it being thrown around here on Tumblr, so do with that information as you will.

Continuing on, I think a book series I could see her probably liking is La Passe-miroir by Christille Dabos. It's a French book series following a a girl named Ophelia who can read and communicate with the souls of objects, and has the power to travel through mirrors. I'll leave it at that for now but so far I think it's very interesting. The thing I could see Athy not liking about it though is probably the love interest, idk I think she'll make fun of him every time he shows up.

Jennette

Now, I think it's safe to assume that Jennette would love stories involving some sort of found family or stories that follows a group of friends doing what friends do. Like Athanasia I could see her being in love with fantasy, maybe as a way to endorse herself while being cooped up in the Alpheus' mansion.

Okay don't get me wrong, I love making fun of christians as much as others, but i can see Jenny liking the Chronicles of Narnia. I can see her looking up to characters like Susan and Lucy at a young age because she'd see them as role models for being queen. Also it has a lot of family elements.

Personal Opinion, I think Jennette has a big disinterest for most YA stories. Not that she'd hate them, I just think she's less interested with it and doesn't pay attention to them at all. If she weren't so... naive or easily sensitive to most things, I'd think she'd enjoy Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo. Her favorite will hands down be Wylan as I can see her relating to him on a personal level.

Ezekiel

This one is a bit hard, as I see him as a person who's open to reading all kinds of books. You know, for knowledge and experience. I can see him enjoy reading autobiographies or memoirs about peoples lives since i think he'd be interested in how people reflect on their lives and the events that they experienced.

If we're talking about fictional, then that's a tough one. I think he'd typically read a lot of classical or older literature, such as books written by Jane Austen or Agatha Christie, but if i were to add more to this, maybe gothic literature as well. Idk but something about it just exudes something Kiel would be interested in to me. (if you think otherwise, leave your response below, i'd like to see what you think)

Lucas

Lucas doesn't read. He just listens to Athy reading her favorite books and decide if they're interesting or not.

I'M KIDDING, I'M KIDDING! To be precise I think he'd enjoy gothic literature, specifically the horror kinds. He's just one pretentious bitch and I love that. Honestly if he and Kiel didn't have a rivalry, they could bond over their interests in gothic literature...