#I refuse to rush the book btw the most I will read is a chapter per day because I like the feeling of looking forward to the next chapter

[ravene]

O sonho de Rodion | Rodion's dream

Version where I kick Rodya out of his own dream so you can look better at the horsy ↓

[bookofmirth]

(Long ask btw)

Coming from someone who was quite neutral on the ships until the bonus chapter (Azriel and Elain had there moments and Gwyn was a nice addition but the actual book didn’t seem to have that much of a romantic coding between them), I find it rather odd when people say Rhys was out of line. Even though I’m not the biggest fan of Rhys (especially during ACOSF) I found his action reasonable and not just in a High Lord to subject power dynamic. I think a lot of people were rushing to finish the chapter and see what was going to happen next, that they didn’t bother to see the reasons of Rhysand’s actions beyond the answer he stated.

Before he even told Azriel he couldn’t go after Elain he asked many questions to his brother. “What are your plans?” We see in Azriel’s mind he admits he hadn’t thought past his sexual fantasies. “What about Mor?” Azriel ignores this question and rather talks about how The third sister was given (not meant, but given like some object) to another. “You think you deserve her?” (Important to note that Rhys visibly pales here I believe) Rather than answer that very important question Azriel speaks on behalf of Elain to say she doesn’t want Lucien (which we don’t truly know as we don’t have her POV).

It is then and only then after those 3 vital questions-questions that should be convincing us that Azriel and Elain are supposed to be together- go completely ignored that Rhys tells Azriel to stay away from Elain. People seem to forget that these two are brothers. It was obvious to me that Rhys saw something amiss with Azriel (as seen with his reactions to Azriel’s responses) and from there told him to stay away. It was from the aspect of a High Lord to his subject and one brother to another that Rhys came from. Azriel is a toxic character right now and Rhys, his brother who has know him for 500 years and who is a literal mind readers, knows that.

I would also like to add that it is canon that the brother beat the ever-living crap out of each other (like bleeding, bruises, black eyes, etc) when they are mad, yet telling the other to not pursue a girl who they clearly put on a pedestal, who they only care sexually about, who they think they are entitled to, is where y’all draw the line????

This ask is one of the most valid things I've ever read.

We've all been so concerned about what Azriel did or didn't say, that we haven't thought about whether or not he was given the opportunity, or was allowed an opening, to talk about how he feels about Elain. And he was given that opportunity, explicitly.

What are your plans with Elain? Nothing.

And your feelings for Mor? Nothing.

You think you deserve "the third sister" (since Az doesn't even say "Elain")? Nothing.

All of those are important questions, and they aren't straight-up "how do you feel about her" because that's not what anyone is looking for. (Ugh, if only it were that easy.) That would be the definition of telling us the story, rather than showing it. I don't think that sjm is the queen of showing - in fact I think that she tells quite a bit. But in this scene, Sarah Rhys asks Azriel three times about what he thinks or feels towards Elain/Mor, and Azriel refuses to answer. And at a moment like this, of all moments? When he knows that Rhys is pissed at him and has said to not go near her? He has nothing better to say than deflection??

Azriel ignored the question. "The Cauldron chose three sisters. Tell me how it's possible that my two brothers are with two of those sisters, yet the third was given to another." He had never before dared speak the words aloud.

Rhys's face drained of color. "You believe you deserve to be her mate?"

That just reinforces that it's not about Elain at all. And it's certainly not about his feelings for her, because the slightest hint to Rhys that Azriel had feelings, and Rhys would have changed his tune. Rhys knows Azriel better than anyone else, except maybe Cassian. And even Rhys's face lost color, as you noted, when he heard how Azriel was talking about Elain (or refusing to, rather). He was disturbed. And a literal mind reader as you also pointed out. Rhys knows what’s up.

[mistaeq]

Heya! Do you think you could come up with domestic husband abbacchio hcs? Love your writings btw! <3

leone abbacchio: domestic husband headcanons

tw // none

dora's note: it's so pleasing to finally produce for a proper request, i sure hope i'll be able to come back to more of these throughout the summer yes ♥︎ thank you for requesting !!

taglist: @fragolaaaaaaa @outofthiszawarudo @sky1mercy @cheemerthejojofreak [if you wanna be removed or added, all it requires is a dm or an ask !!]

♥︎ let me tell you, do not expect leone to keep his hair down at home. the hair stay on, either in a man bun or in a ponytail, man likes it comfy when he's not working.

♥︎ he dislikes it when you work too much, so he gave a try to cooking something for you, or at least learning some basic recipes. well, it is a little clearer to him now, the reason why fugo and bruno did not want him to get any closer to the kitchen, back at passione.

♥︎ abbacchio would be able to sleep anywhere. he's tired and done with his life, so whenever he has the slightest chance to rest a single muscle, he may fall asleep.

♥︎ he has a sleeping habit he hasn't lost throughout time, though. you have plenty of photos in your phone, of him slouching on the couch with his legs spread open. apparently that position helps him a lot. you still have to choose if you find it sexy or hilarious.

♥︎ this one's a little bit cursed, but i couldn't not include this. i'll be as brief and clear as possible. this man does not know how to aim at the toilet when he's pissing. 0/10.

♥︎ let's say all the cursed things in a single shot, shall we? abbacchio's sweat is the stinkiest thing you've ever smelt. you grow used to it throughout your marriage, but it would literally kill someone more than moody blues would.

♥︎ but i can guarantee he values hygiene, his showers take literal hours. leone probably spends most of the time washing his hair, but at least he showers, which is not to be taken for granted, not after you met mista.

♥︎ luckily, his feet usually do not stink. and it is important to specify, since he refuses to use socks and shoes at home. his shoes usually hurt his feet if he keeps them on too much time, so he'd rather let his feet breathe, when he's home with you.

♥︎ moving onto something a little less cursed, i can tell he's experienced when it comes to make up, and would die to put some on you, either for fun, but also seriously, if you need some to go out.

♥︎ passione's shifts are awful. you hate to hear abbacchio wake up at 5am, run in the bathroom and kiss your forehead as he leaves in a rush for work. the bed feels empty all of a sudden, and you're left pouting, with your face buried in the pillow.

♥︎ and it also happens at night, he comes back to a delicious dinner, and a sweet note from you, telling him you love him and are proud of his hard work.

♥︎ but when it is your turn to come back late at night, he waits for you awake, with a good amount of junk food he ordered on the table. it's the best thing to come home to.

♥︎ about some daily life, too many times you found yourself talking to leone for several minutes, just to notice he hadn't heard a single thing because of his expensive, huge headphones. you'd never take them from him, you know music makes him feel good, you just wish he'd warn you when he's about to listen to some music.

♥︎ you two's daily schedule is usually messed up because of passione and because of the laziness he somehow transmitted you. this is why you rarely invite someone home, either because you don't know whether you'll be home or not.

♥︎ most of the time the best company you have is moody blues more than abbacchio himself. you can tell the stand is fond of you, and you also learnt it's a better cook than its user.

♥︎ how do you feel about hearing abbacchio complaining for two hours straight? just put him in front of the television, and he'll start automatically criticizing everything he sees, saying the world was better when he was younger and that he misses the tv programmes of when he was a child. deep down, he's old inside.

♥︎ leone doesn't know how to start having an hobby and keep it. plenty of books are abandoned around the house, on the couch, on the kitchen counter, on his bedside table, under his pillow, on the dining table, and the best thing about them, is that your man read only the first chapter of each one of them. then, he forgot he had even started to read them.

♥︎ when it comes to switching everything off and getting to sleep, you already know how it is gonna be. he likes to sleep on his belly, this is why leone's usually the one to sleep on you, squishing you down on the bed, no matter your position.

♥︎ sometimes he likes to be the little spoon. shh. don't tell anyone. and don't tell him i've told you.

♥︎ this goth snores like a truck. he sometimes even scares himself with his own noises, and you probably lost count of the times he's woken you up with his drill sounds at night.

♥︎ yes. abbacchio sleeptalks, and no. his speeches do not make sense. ever.

♥︎ "eggplant" he once announced, in his sleep. you still haven't recovered from that. it was intense to hear.

[usemeasabadexample]

Bechloe Fic: The Kraken Has Been Unleashed

Summary: Chloe has a way with her. That’s for sure. And, as uncomfortable as it might make her to think about it in this very moment, Beca’s starting to wonder just what that really means.

Set at the beginning of Pitch Perfect 2. Kind of canon, kind of...not canon. Mostly fluff and fun and maybe some very mild angst at best. Nothing too stressful. We’ve been through enough of that!

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Chapter 10

Beca's alarm wakes her up way too early the next morning.

Usually, she'd snooze the clock ten times, roll out of bed and barely have time to brush her teeth before running to class. This morning is different though. It's the first day of her internship and she wants to be prepared.  Wants to look professional. And she's pretty sure professional doesn't include a messy bun with sweatpants and one of Chloe's Barden t-shirts.

So she gets up early. Showers and puts on something nice before grabbing a bowl of cereal.

“You look hot this morning DJ. What's up?” Stacie ambles into the kitchen and gestures to Beca's outfit while opening up the refrigerator.

Beca looks up from her breakfast. “Hey Stace.” She swallows the bite she just shoved into her mouth. “Nothing. Just...won't have time to change before the party later.” The stool screeches across the floor as she stands and drops her bowl into the sink. “See you tonight.” She grabs her things and rushes out before Stacie can ask anymore questions. Stacie can sniff out a lie from a mile away so the last thing she needs to do is play a game of 20 questions with the house genius.

“Can’t wait!” Stacie calls out as Beca hustles out of the door to get to her first class on time, excited for what the day holds.

-----

Jesse’s car is rounding the corner as Beca walks away from her last class so she picks up speed. She doesn’t trust him. He has a knack for embarrassing her in public places. Not maliciously. Just...dorky.  

“Hey superstar!” Jesse shouts out of the car window as he screeches to a halt. He leans over the center console to sling the passenger door open for Beca. “Damn! Work it Bec!”

Beca practically sprints the rest of the way to the car. “Oh my god.” She jumps in and slams the door, frantically trying to roll up the window. “Please shut up.”

Jesse laughs. “Is that any way to talk to your chauffeur for the day?”

“Keep it up and it’ll only get worse.” Beca side eyes him and adjusts the radio.

Jesse always plays late fifties pop songs and while Beca appreciates all types of music, she can't sit there and listen to it for extended periods. Although it does give her ideas for new mixes. Chloe always loves it when she mashes up old school songs with new stuff. Her thoughts stay trained on her best friend and she wonders what Chloe is up to. Between the rush of getting ready and trying not to freak out, there just wasn't time to see her this morning.

That's her excuse anyway.

If she's being honest, avoidance tactics may have been at work. She feels like absolute shit for keeping the internship from the redhead but she doesn't know how to broach the subject. Under normal circumstances, she knows she would be excited to tell Chloe. But there's a lot at stake for the Bellas right now and she doesn't want to add anything else to the older woman's plate. She wants Chloe to know that she's there and she's present and she's going to fight for them because letting Chloe down would be the worst feeling in the world.

Jesse's small talk forces her to dismiss the thought. They talk about classes and auditions and their last hood night party the Trebles are hosting later tonight and before she knows it, they’re pulling up to the Residual Heat Recording Studio.  

Her nerves bubble up again.

She's excited and hopeful but she still has the weight of guilt lingering in the back of her mind. Jesse reassures her that everything will be okay. He reminds her that she's worked hard for this opportunity and she deserves this shot.

She gives him a quick kiss before running away while he continues to holler out more embarrassing comments. He's definitely a nerd but he knows her well. His goofy antics have calmed her down considerably and she takes a moment to appreciate his charm before charging ahead.

-----

The afternoon is a blur.

She fucks up her name tag picture, makes a shit ton of coffee and hands out a lot of snacks. She's nobody important here but that's not the point. There's a lot to be learned. A lot to be gained. This is her shot. It's her first step into the world of music production and she's looking forward to paying her dues.

In a bizarre series of events, her boss unexpectedly storms into the office and announces they'll be producing a new Christmas album for Snoop Dogg. The Snoop Dogg. It's crazy but she stifles her excitement. She doesn't want to be labeled as some psycho newbie on her first day but relaxing isn't easy. Between draining her brain for a quick idea on how to make Snoop's new album original and the exchanges happening between this Dax kid and her boss, she’s struggling to control her reactions. Her facial expressions always give her away and the one she's wearing right now screams absolute confusion because Dax is now high-kneeing around the room and this is all really fucking weird.

Thankfully, her phone buzzes and it gives her a reason to look away from the train wreck happening in front of her. She has four messages, none of which she noticed earlier. They’re from Jesse, Amy, and Chloe respectively.

She opens Jesse's message first. It's some idiotic, cheesy 'hope everything is going well’ message and she replies by calling him a dork. It seems like her go-to word when referring to him.

She hesitates before opening Amy's messages because she never knows what the blonde is going to say. It's almost always inappropriate and usually impossible to understand, but she opens it anyway.

Shorty! Where is our toothbrush?!

Yep.

What the fuck does Amy mean by our toothbrush? Beca refuses to believe the obvious. That Amy is implying (more like directly stating) that they use the same toothbrush. That just cannot be right. And even if it is, why would it be missing?

She makes a mental note to buy a new one immediately.

Maybe two.

The second message is almost just as cringeworthy.

Your acawife was asking where you were! You're gonna be in the dingo house tonight!

The urge to roll her eyes is too strong to avoid so she rolls them around before deciding she will not be messaging Amy back. She clicks Chloe's message instead. It's the most recent one.

Trip to Copenhagen is all booked! AHH! :-P

Beca chuckles to herself. She can hear Chloe's voice singing the message in her head. It's cute but it also makes her feel bad because they haven't even discussed the issue of Worlds and Beca promised she would be there for Chloe.  Yet, here she is. At an internship that she still hasn't told Chloe about while the redhead sits at home and plans alone all afternoon. She knows she's going to have to address all of this at some point but how? This isn't really her area of expertise.

Another message comes through.

It's Chloe again.

You okay? Haven't heard from you today! :-(

Ouch.

Beca wonders why she acts like such a dick sometimes. There doesn’t seem to be any logical excuse. Especially when it comes to Chloe. She's the last person on Earth Beca wants to disappoint but it seems like it's destined to happen.

She takes a deep breath and types out a reply.

Sorry Chlo! Busy day. I'll see you at the Trebles’ later!

It's vague and lame but she can't tell the truth and she doesn’t want to outright lie to Chloe so she hits send and shoves her phone back into her pocket as her boss storms back into the room. She straightens in her seat and tries to blend in for the rest of the day.

-----

Beca exits the studio, overwhelmed and stressed, and throws her bag into the back seat of a cab before jumping in and giving the driver directions to the Bellas’ house.

She leans back and takes a deep breath that vibrates her through her lips on the way out. She knew this business would be cut-throat but wow . Today proved how messed up the music industry really is. The people are self-serving and the pace is incredibly fast and it feels like the multi-tasking skills needed to get through each minute are nearly impossible to master.

She’ll get through it though. She has to. This is her shot to get out there and start making a name for herself. This is her dream.

Plus, she’s glad to have the first day out of the way. It can only get easier from here.

Hopefully.

Possibly.

Who knows.

She shakes it off and pulls her phone out of her pocket. She hasn’t had a chance to check it since she messaged Chloe back earlier. Sure enough, there are a few new messages from her best friend. Chloe has no qualms about sending Beca multiple texts in a row. Even when Beca doesn’t answer right away, Chloe will continue babbling without worrying about whether or not she's being annoying.

If it were anyone else, Beca would probably send a string of expletives and permanently block their number. But, like everything else, Chloe is the exception. She smiles and opens their text thread.

Okay! Can't wait! XO

I hope they have the green punch!

Please bust out the cell phone dance move! I love it!!! ;-)

So, a Legacy showed up to our door tonight to audition and we accepted! She's totes amazing and you're going to love her!

I don't think we are breaking the rules bc she came to us! Loophole! :-D

BTW, Legacy means that her mom was a Bella. Her mom is THE Katherine Junk! Omg!

Beca chuckles at the enthusiasm in the messages and pictures Chloe grinning excitedly as she wrote them. A wave of anticipation hits her and she’s overwhelmed with the sudden need to get home as quickly as possible. She tells herself that she’s just anxious to get home after a long day but she knows that's a lie. Before reading those texts, she was tired. Even considered not showing up to the party but there’s a new energy flowing through her and she wills the cab driver to hurry the fuck up already.

When she finally makes it home, she throws her bag down, uses the bathroom, and races through the bushes to the Trebles’ house.

-----

Beca approaches the party, surprised at how out of control things seem already. It's still pretty early but the acapella crowd clearly came to party tonight. She wonders what type of trouble the Bellas are getting into and smiles thinking about all of their past Hood Nights. They've had some wild ones and she's sure this last one will be no different. Especially if Chloe has anything to do with it.

Chloe has a way of making Hood Nights, and most parties in general, more fun than they probably should be. Some of them, in particular, stand out for reasons that Beca isn’t prepared to think about right now. Mainly because they involve Chloe getting way too handsy.

But she already said she’s not thinking about that and scans the crowd for red hair instead.

Oddly enough, she can’t quickly spot her best friend but she spies Jesse sitting up on the deck. And because the night has her feeling light and giddy, she creeps up behind him and grabs him by the shoulders before giving him a quick peck on the lips.

His drink almost slips out of his hands and Beca mutters a quick “oh shit” before dropping down next to him. She takes a deep breath, ready to de-stress after such a crazy day, but Jesse starts asking about the internship and about Chloe and damnit.

“Oh, she’s just..she’s like, locked into the World’s right now and I’m looking for the right time. It’s-- I’ll tell her.” Beca tries to shrug it off like it’s no big deal but it dampens her mood and she excuses herself to grab a drink at the tiki hut. Why did Jesse have to bring up Chloe and the internship in the same sentence? Beca already feels like the absolute worst person in the world and the thought of Chloe having to ask Jesse for her whereabouts just makes it even worse.

This sucks.

Beca takes a huge gulp of whatever concoction is being served tonight and notes that it’s not the green punch that Chloe was hoping for but she can't dwell on it because she notices there’s a really tall girl just standing there staring at her. The girl's arms are stretched out towards Beca and she has no idea what’s about to happen.

“Hi!”

“Hi…” Beca responds hesitantly, still completely unsure.

The taller woman rambles something about being sisters and then it clicks for Beca. She realizes this is the girl- correction- the Legacy, that’s been added to their team.

“Oh yeah! Hi. Chloe texted me that we added a Legacy. I...didn't even know that was a thing.” She lifts her shoulders and gestures with her hands as she speaks. It feels odd.

The girl giggles and keeps staring at Beca so Beca just chuckles uncomfortably and takes another sip.

Then another.

And they're both just sort of standing there awkwardly.

Beca gives a tense smile and widens her eyes, which finally seems to break the other girl’s manic look.

She slaps her hands to her forehead way too hard. “Ouch! Oh my god. I’m sorry! I'm Emily. By the way. Sorry. I forgot that you didn’t know my name yet and I think the others have already started calling me Legacy so it’s totally okay if you want to call me that too I just figured you should know my real name because I totally-”

Beca reaches out and briefly touches Emily’s arm to stop her rambling. “Emily.” She pulls her hand away. “Nice to meet you.”

Emily beams and Beca really wants to get as far away from this interaction as possible.  

“We can get to know each other better later. Right now…” Beca uses her head to gesture across the yard where she can see a few of the Bellas bouncing up and down. “Let’s go catch up with everyone else.”

“Oh!” Emily nods rapidly and Beca thinks she looks like a battery operated bobble-head. “Yeah, definitely! Let’s go!”

Beca nods once before taking a shot and refilling her cup as Emily follows her into the crowd.

-----

“Beca!” Amy is the first person she encounters.

Of course.

She is immediately picked up and twirled around by the blonde. “Where have you been? Oh my god! Have you gotten taller? No! That’s not possible!”

“Amy!” Beca kicks her legs and starts to protest the manhandling but she sees a flash of red hair as she’s being spun around and the words die on her lips.

She starts laughing because jesus christ. It’s been a long day and it feels like she’s been waiting to see that red hair for way too long now. She presses on Amy’s shoulders and frantically wrestles herself out of the tight grip, almost toppling them both over in the process. Amy strings together a few choice expletives and she can hear Stacie muttering something inappropriate but it doesn't stop her.

She bounces right up to her best friend with a smile so wide she thinks her head might explode. “Chlo!”

Chloe’s head whips around and when her eyes land on Beca, her face actually does explode into a display of pure joy. She reaches out and grabs Beca, hooking her arm firmly around the shorter woman’s shoulders to drag her in close.

Chloe's laugh echoes in Beca’s ear and Beca can’t stop her smile from growing impossibly wider as she wraps her arms around the redhead’s waist as best as she can and squeezes back. The scent of fresh laundry and liquor invades her senses and it’s all a little overwhelming but it feels good and she can't help but sink further into it. She lets her body sway back and forth with Chloe's as she breathes her in. Exhilaration and borderline manic happiness taking over in the moment.

“Beca!” Chloe pulls back but keeps her arm firmly around Beca’s shoulder. “Where did you come from!? Where have you been!?” Chloe’s mouth is wide open and the way her eyes are bubbling with excitement reminds Beca of a shaken soda bottle. The look is scary powerful and Beca can’t find it in herself to formulate a response so she just laughs like crazy and brings her cup up from around Chloe's waist to clink it to redhead’s before taking another sip.

Chloe’s eyes stay trained on her as she downs the drink and it makes Beca feel like a shot of Red Bull has been directly injected into her veins. It travels through her entire body with lightning speed and everything inside of her buzzes to life.  She crushes the cup in her hand as she continues to drink, eventually cracking it. Remnants of the liquid leak down her arm but she keeps chugging. The atmosphere and the energy of the party has her head spinning and she just wants to let loose. Have fun.

She’s buying time too. Chloe’s presence is taking her to another level of excitement and she doesn’t know how to quite contain it at the moment. It feels like the cup is the only thing anchoring her to sanity at the moment.  

“Beca!” Chloe swats the crushed cup straight out of Beca’s hand, the last few drops splashing out when it hits the ground and Beca’s eyes widen but she doesn’t move. Her arm stays frozen in the air, invisible cup still in hand. Mouth still open.

And Chloe smiles.

It’s that mischievous, self-satisfied smile. The same one she used after their shower duet so many years ago.

Beca won't forget that look.  It makes her shiver but she smiles back, hand coming back down to squeeze Chloe around the middle again. "You're going to get into trouble tonight." Beca tuts, pretending to be put-off, "I can feel it."

Chloe nods enthusiastically, apparently thrilled by the notion, and moves both hands to Beca's shoulders. It brings the two of them face-to-face and she leans in to speak directly into Beca’s ear. "And you are already in trouble for getting here so late."

Beca’s chest tightens as Chloe pulls back to lock eyes but she keeps herself together. "Is that right?"

"Mhmm." Chloe is still nodding, all breezy happiness and cool confidence.  

"Well," Beca shrugs, doing her best to appear nonchalant, "what are you gonna do about it?"

Chloe drapes her arms further around Beca’s shoulders, big blinking eyes boring into Beca, “I’m going to dance with you."

Beca’s hands involuntarily squeeze the redhead tighter, fingers eventually pressing into Chloe hard enough that she’s afraid she might leave a mark. She panics momentarily, not wanting to hurt her best friend, but then Chloe’s laugh cuts through the party noise and the redhead is dragging her through a crowd of people back towards familiar faces that instantly start shouting when they see the duo approaching.

“Beca!”

“Chloe!”

“Bloe!”

“What’s up bitches?!”

“Where were you guys!?”

Beca dodges Amy’s swinging arms as Chloe continues to pull her into the circle of Bellas but all of her ducking and dodging distracts her right into Stacie’s waiting hands.

“DJ!” Stacie shouts, squishing Beca’s cheeks and before Beca can react, Stacie starts moving in with puckered lips. There’s nothing Beca can do because one of her hands is still wrapped up in Chloe’s and the other is no match for Stacie’s strength so she braces for the onslaught coming her way, eyes shut and lips sucked in.

But it never comes.

Instead of sloppy Stacie kisses, Beca feels herself being pulled out of the taller woman’s grasp. She sees a flash of red and green and her favorite smile and she lets herself collide with the person reining her in. Hands squish her cheeks again but this time, she doesn’t even consider trying to fight them off. Instead, she wraps her arms around Chloe and returns the smile, letting everything around her disappear because Chloe leans in and peppers her face with kisses that match the beat of the song and the thump of her heart.

It makes Beca feel giddy.

Goofy.

Like she’s already had too much to drink but she knows that can’t be.

And really, in the moment, Beca honestly doesn't care what the reason is.

What the feeling is.

All she knows is that Chloe is here and everything feels perfect so she grabs on tighter and pulls Chloe in closer. Squeezing and laughing like a crazy person.

"You're insane! You know that, right?!" She's borderline shouting to be heard over the music.

Chloe pulls back just long enough to look directly at Beca. Eyes dancing and hands squeezing Beca's shoulders tightly. She mutters a quick, "mhmm" and leans in again, bright blue eyes crossing briefly as they come nose-to-nose.

It makes Beca chuckle.

"I know." Chloe mumbles the words and kisses the tip of Beca's nose.

Beca takes a deep breath and lets the tingling feeling take over as the beat drops and she falls into step with Chloe.

[facelessxchurch]

What we’re your thoughts about the book?

Some asks were answered already in this post already so I just smacked those asks in here at the part where I talk about the topic in question, which is why the answer may not 100% fit the question.

Massive “Seasons of War” spoilers below the cut:

First off, of all, this book read like GoT/any zombie movie ever. With the necromancers being like the white walkers, Vile is the night king and daugar are the wights. even with the necromancers crumbling away after Vile got killed Tell me I’m not the only one seeing that.

I think there was a lot of fanservice and some confirmed headcanons in the book, which I really liked. Saracen magic got revealed, there was a return to the Leibniz dimension, the Vile vs Vile fight so many wanted finally happened (tho that was kinda underwhelming) and the Dead Men returned which I’m sure made a lot of people happy. 

Ravel poisoning Saracen during the war and Vile being so powerful bc of being dead were two popular headcanons that got confirmed. And I am personally so happy that this book killed the ‘there is no sarcasm in the Leibniz dimension’ headcanon bc I bloody hated that.

Finally, Landy tries to please the old fans instead instead of what feels like purposefully pissing them off. I guess the phase 2 book sales weren’t that great so far (nice try blaming it on the pandemic, but no). 

I’m also glad that the romance in this book was kept to a minimum bc The Val/Militsa kiss in the beginning, yikes, fanfiction has better written kisses than that. And the the dialog for the lesbian love triangle (bc for some reason Ms.Wicked aka Laura’s self insert is Militsa’s ex??) was cringy and stiff as hell, it felt more like first graders trying to do a dramatic play and not natural at all.

Surprisingly enough Mevolent’s and Serafina’s relationship seems to be the most healthy and romantic in the entire series and I have no idea if that was on purpose or if Landy just has twisted views on relationships.

I however am actually kinda happy with how Mev was written. He was sympathetic and charismatic, tho some of the stuff he did doesn’t fit to they way he’s characterised when he’s on screen (I know he is probably lying 90% of the time he speaks, but still). Like, banning all languages apart from English doesn’t seem like something a man who cares about culture, literature and art would do. It also seems kinda stupid bc those languages will be forgotten eventually and if they need an old text translated no one will be able to do it. Also, why English? Isn’t Mev old enough that his first/original language should be Gaelic? So weird. I have the feeling this was mainly done so Valkyrie (and with that the audience) can understand what the people on the continent are saying bc I very much doubt she understands/speaks any languages apart from English. 

But I loved that Mev was also shown as insanely smart. He managed to outsmart Val multiple times. And I love how he doesn’t need his magic to fight, how quick and agil and skilled he is. So I take it that his fighting style is more based on agility and not getting hit, and he uses brute force only when forced into it (by Darquesse/the Unnamed). I was wondering about that bc his armor is made of leather and chainmail instead of metal plates which is considered light armor and not something a tank type of fighter would wear.

What really rubbed me the wrong way tho was when he was talking Tanith and Skul and more or less stated the war wasn’t a challenge anymore ever since Skul died. Or when he was talking to Val being like ‘you’re more powerful than I could ever hope to be’.It bothers me even more knowing that Val is based on girlfriend!Laura. Does really everyone and everything in-vers, even a big bad like Mev, rub Skul’s/Landy’s and Val’s/Laura’s ego? Big yikes.

Crespular Vies is surprisingly fun. At first I thought the two men going after the Obsidian Blade were hired by the Unnamed, but since that wasn’t the case, I think Crespular Vines hired them that so he could show up in time to save Omen and his friends. I think him opening up to Omen about being Skul’s former partner came too unprompted, too quickly and that he is trying to gain Omen’s trust so he can get close to Skul through him. I think another giveaway that that’s the case is bc one of the men Omen had to meet to get his brother back wore a Cleaver outfit and Vies gave that man probably the same reasoning Omen gave him.

That said Omen’s chapters were surprisingly enjoyable. By what I had heard of others I expected a sad sack that can’t fight worth a damn. 

I’m not found of the Temper/Kierre stuff, it came out of nowhere.

Val is overpowered AF, it seems that she can get on Darquesses level with more practise/learning how to keep the doors open. She certainly needs to be nerfed.

Also I skipped the Darquesse chapters bc I’m giving negative fucks about her and the plague doctor.

The last 10% of the book were too rushed and felt like half finished thoughts.

Also I was kinda really bothered by the citizen of the Leibniz dimension. They were cartoonishly racist and it was very pretty black and white for the most part AKA everybody good is in the Resistance and all other sorcerers are evil/corrupt. That is also shown by there being children in the Resistance camp while there was no mention of children in the mage cities. In reality, most people are fairly mellow and it’s just a small percentage that is either really good or really wicked. I would have liked to see more racism towards mortals in form of apathy or ‘the soft bigotry of low expectations’ like I’ve seen it from Serpine in DotL. You know, make it a little less black and white.

Also, I understand the mermaids, but the bats in Europe were random AF. Like, I would understand it if they were just in Romania/Transylvania as a nod to the Dracula-typ vampire legends originating from there. As a plot-device they weren’t really needed to keep the protagonists from flying bc the danger of getting spotted by necromancer by doing so should be enough of a threat to keep them on the ground. This might seem nit-picky of me, but the bats just seemed so bloody random to me like wtf????

And also bc I’m a slut for magical creatures, I would have really liked to see more of them than just daugar and giant bats. Some undead cut together and resurrected necromancer experiments would have been pretty cool tbh. Like whatever the hell this is.

Something like zombie bears would have also been acceptable, I mean, bears are fucking terrifying on their own, let alone when undead and decaying.

I’m kinda pissed at China that she wanted Skul to kill Nef, but it does seem in character. Of course I still don’t like it bc I headcanon as Nef, Eliza and China having been besties during the war (no matter what canon says, I’m keeping that headcanon). I’m surprised Skul didn’t let Wreath have Nef considering that. Then again, he thought Nef might still be useful. And he was right. I loved how Nef actually had an essential part in saving the world by throwing the bomb. So proud of my boi <3 But Skul refused to kill him even after that. Could it be that Skul is finally getting character growth and development? 👀

Aaaand, China’s continuing to be a tyrant. With Tanith’s sense of justices flaring up shown when he killed the city governor, Erato, and Nef being shown to go after people that betray him (Lorien) I think those two are being set up to go after China to kill her (and to probably kill Creed too). Imagine Eliza joining the team bc she want a piece of China too.

I feel sorry for Baron, but at least he got a few speaking lines this time around. Still, I really wanted Nef to save him. :C Like, he suffered so much before he died too considering he spend a year alone starving and thirsty with broken legs in the middle of nowhere wft, why is Baron getting fucked over like this? #BaronDeservedBetter2020 he is the only honorable person of all faceless followers and he’s the one that gets screwed over in every book he shows up in, why tho- 😭

Speaking of Nef, I absolutely loved him in this book, he was a delight and stealing the show whenever he was on the page, despite being used as  punching bag through pretty much the entire book. If people have always treated him that way I can see why he turned evil jfc that poor man. Despite that, he was still being such a clever, funny and relatable bae <3 He’s described as ‘cynical, and nasty but also kinda cheerful’ and as liking to ‘needle’ people (aka trolling and roasting) by Val and that essentially describes every shitposter on the internet ever. And I so loved the way he roasted Saracen lmao

And how he’s so clever, like the Lorien part was my favourite scene closely followed by how Nef essentially talked Remus Crux into getting himself killed, just 👌 smart snek boi, I love him <3 Also I hope he keeps poisoning everybody thoughts against Skul like how he had already been doing it to Tanith, he’s poison in human form and that’s just my jam.

That obedience bracelet was kinda fucked up tho.

Why does this thing even exist? Aren't electro shocks or any other form of pain enough instead of shutting his nervous system down/rendering him completely defenceless? I feel like some messed up mage 100% used it to keep himself (sex) slaves at some point in time :/ Landy might have gotten that idea from some fucked up hentai. Even the implications of the name "obedience bracelet".... I can’t be the only one that got creepy perv vibes from that thing, right?

Btw what the fuck happened to Harmony? You know, Leibniz Serpine’s girlfriend. She hasn’t been mentioned again. Did she die? She didn’t seem too found of him in DotL, was she plotting against him and he found out about it, killed her and fled the Resistance? Or did she die prior to him leaving and it was part of the reason he left bc she was the only thing that had tied him emotionally to the Resistance?? Or Landy just forgot  she existed. I would not be surprised.

Of course my biggest issue with this book was how he retconned Nef’s magic and how he took his trademark, his red hand, away, but more about that in a different post.

TL;DR: Nef was a delight even though he was done dirty. Mev’s scenes were a 50/50 split between good and bad. I actually liked the Crespulare and Omen chapters. The Unnamed was a disappointment. The last 10% of the book were to rushed and the final fights that were supposed to be the biggest were underwhelming. The rest is meh, didn’t really care tbh. Let’s be real here, I only bought this book bc Nef played a bigger role in it, anyways.

[ambersky0319]

Amber Rambles about a Story-

So I wanna ramble about an original story, the ideas I have for it, the characters, the world in general and the one person in my house that would listen and give good feedback or ideas and knows the basics of what I have planned is currently asleep so

There's a lot here oof-

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So to start off I wanna scratch the surface that is the world before I delve into the characters

The story(from what I have planned it'll take place over 11 books) takes place mainly on an alternate-earth that is more dystopian/sci-fi ish and an original fantasy world I've been calling Fandahli. The first part of the first book takes place in Fandahli, and the second and third parts on this alternate-earth.

The earth is basically unified, most people speaking a new language just known as Emor(basically English under a different name). Technological advances have come to a stop, or so it would seem. The world is pretty much American culture having taken over media, erasing other cultures, etc. They now call themselves Emorians. Not a good place to be.

They had created an organization about twenty-five years before the story takes place, at the time called Prosper, but later it renamed itself as Tempest. The organization was less of that and more like a government experiment, combining animal genes into the genes of humans in a certain way to create the 'ultimate human'. Originally, the Emorians created them to keep everyone in line. These humans were trained to be assassins without the government's knowing however and it wasn't long before Emorian officials began to disappear.

Now Fandahli! Fandahli is a world that's very similar to Earth, but is held together by magic(in this universe, Earth also technically has magic but it's very little/very weak and has been dormant for so long it's been forgotten). It was created by four Cinomeds, powerful beings that have powers no one still on Fandahli has. These four are: Rikki, Angel, Serranidae, and Aki.

Along with that, the most two important continents on Fandahli are Vola and Tione.

After the War of Cinomeds, where Angel rebelled against her companions, the land was pretty much destroyed. But portals to other worlds remained open and the land healed. Humans then arrived after discovering one of the portals, but soon after the portals all closed once more, trapping them there. The humans adapted, gaining magic to help them survive, and changed their name to Dalis.

The Dalis split over the different continents, and then into different kingdoms, and grew from there. The main kingdom focused on is Tongyi, located within Vola. It remains spring there no matter the time of year.

The powers of the Dalis vary, but usuaily end up being one of these:

Weapon-Creation

Barrier-Creation

Healing

Barrier creation and weapon creation can sometimes occur within the same Dali, though it isn't too common- but it's not rare either

Aside from Dalis, there are also Dragons. The dragon species vary on where on Tione they come from, or if they come from a different part of Fandahli. I'm still designing some of them.

And then there are the werewolves. Most werewolf villages are peaceful, and are respected by all Dali. It's believed to be a great dishonor to fight any werewolf village. I'm still developing the werewolves as well, I just know they play important roles within the story itself later on.

Back to Cinomeds cause I forgot an important detail!

After the War of Cinomeds(thought to be a war of gods by the Dali, they're also thought to just be legends), Angel was forcefully split apart. Her soul was torn and although Rikki(the one who defeated her) believed that she was gone for good, it seemed that she would just be reincarnated into two other people(Dalis for a long while, later encompassing both Fandahlian species and Humans) that when together could possibly turn into her. It was rare that any of the reincarnates actually met.

The other Cinomeds fell into a deep slumber until the portals would be reopened.

I feel I've rambled long enough about the world 😅 how about my babies next?

Evanna Mays

Evanna is a force to be reckoned with

The youngest queen to ever rule Tongyi, taking the throne soon after her (quite hated)mother's death. She took the throne midway through a war with another kingdom

Evanna herself is loved among her subjects, though many often try to tell her to do or not do certain things. Try to give her restrictions

Like don't fight on the front lines, have an heir if you're gonna do that, just stay on your throne, don't go to other kingdoms it's too dangerous

Each person fails

Especially whenever they bring up an heir, cause it's not like she doesn't like kids she just never wants to have a biological one

And she refuses to marry someone with a kid so they'd become her heir

She's Aro/Ace if ya didn't catch on

Her family all has bright red hair and pastel blue eyes. They're the only ones in all of Vola with these traits and are quite recognizeable.

She later adopts and people get off her case about having an heir because he is her son just not her biological son but that changes nothing cause she loves him and will fight anyone who thinks he's not fit for the throne

Dani Mays

The adopted son

He's just like Evanna, rushing into battle, and citizens of Tongyi just panic because oh fuck he's gonna die he's more reckless than her-

Very social but people treat him so differently cause he's the prince that he can't seem to make any friends and he h a t e s that

Then two humans come into his life and he is very very bi

Queue a whole love-triangle subplot that goes well

Dani adores reading and learning overall, spending hours in Evanna's old study

Becomes King far sooner than he had wanted

Life goes to hell not long after coronation and he suffers from depression and nothing's good for anyone during this time

Does he get a happy ending? Who knows

He doesn't

Oh also he's a biromantic asexual boi and proud

Leona Carter

Young woman with a troubled past, Leona is a very stubborn and apathetic human

Is a high-ranking member of Tempest

It was a last resort in a difficult situation and she's just glad her heart is still beating

Is pretty well-off so long as she follows orders

But if course she later joins a rebellion after becoming very gay for one of her targets that she now refuses to kill for other reasons

Slow burn subplot ensues

She nearly dies many times

95% of the time she does not care if she dies

Just wants a peaceful life

Does she ever get it?

Eventually, after losing something really important though

Marie Sydney

Marie had a decent life, great parents and an awesome protective older brother, and his new daughter

Yeah that all shattered after something happened to her and she was left to cope by herself cause she wasn't sure what to do about the situation

She just adopted a fifteen year old btw who has no idea about her situation

Then she meets Leona

She thinks Leona's great, but there's something off about this news reporter

And then Leona reveals her actual job and the original reason she ever asked Marie out and she's sobbing and a gun is in her hand but she's placing it in Marie's and begging for Marie to pull the trigger

Turns out Marie was a target but Leona just can't kill Marie, not knowing what's happened to Marie nor what could happen now that the two grew close. But Leona's incapable of taking her own life

Marie doesn't pull the trigger

Life somehow gets worse as she's tangled up in this whole Tempest bullshit

Falls for Leona in the process and is very conflicted about it

Taylor Sydney

Adopted by Marie at 15

Her life's pretty normal until a portal is discovered and when she's a high school senior her class is forced to learn about Vola and Tongyi specifically. They eventually go to Tongyi through the portal

Turns out her Mom and Leona know the queen of Tongyi cause things have happened

Meets Dani and Jeremiah

They find out they can form Angel and that's when shit really goes down

Things happen, love confessions made, near death experiences, loves drifting apart, etc. etc.

Doesn't have a happy ending

Jeremiah Canales

My trans boi

I love him, he gets mistaken for Evanna's son quite a lot, usually by humans

He identifies as pan, and doesn't experience dysphoria. Oh and he was a Tempest Engineer for awhile

His family was pretty accepting of him once he reconnected with them(originally drifted apart cause of reasons I have yet to create)

Is pretty much the only braincell Angel has when formed

He feels really, really guilty that weapons he created were used to kill dozens of people and somehow equates that to him killing them even if he was forced to make the weapons

Oh and Deathstriker(highest ranking member of Tempest) uses his Tempest name and despite being absolutely awful in every way refuses to deadname or misgender him

It's the one thing he'll ever appreciate Deathstriker doing

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This ain't even all the characters(obviously). There's still Kord Sydney, Chloe Jansen, and Neva Sydney, all of whom are still being developed. Deathstriker, and all the Cinomeds. Past Angels that will be relevant at different parts of the story. And many other characters that I've never even mentioned in the past.

Anywho fair warning, the series does not end quite that happily. I'm hoping to make the last chapter(an epilogue) to have a bittersweet feeling but idk I'm debating it.

Anyway if you got this far....

Thanks? I think? Idk I've never had anyone get this far I think in any original thing I've ever made- if you got this far tho here's some hearts cause I love you for taking some sort of interest in my personal creations 😅

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[mensiswives]

snippet from Book 1, Chapter 1: I Met Her in a Dream or Something

🍵OOF I hate to barge in on my sister’s blog after JUST establishing their blog as THEIRS and everyone else’s too as separate entities (cuz I mean, they all deserved that for the longest time) but this’s been pokin at me to finally put some pieces of the Bloodborne narrative up somewhere and I thought it’d be more fitting here

(btw, unlike the Goddess Gang narrative (“the current/finalized narrative”) Lila started out as nonbinary as well in Yharnam instead of full on trans at first so. that’s why some of this sounds a bit off)

This is the end, the hunter thought to themself, laid on their back and dying. To their left and right their ragtag allies looked on forlorn. At their side a strange woman cried on their chest. And above all, the Blood Moon raged on. They caressed her face and tossed her hair, “If this really is a nightmare, then you’re the dream I don’t want to wake up from.” They closed their eyes, feeling it all fade away…

“EVELYN!”

Then pain struck their core, sharp, just like… bleeding? Father? What the-?

“EVELYN! EVELYN CHESHIRE WAKE UP THIS INSTANT!”

Evelyn woke up to being smacked in the stomach by their father. Unable to breathe, they slapped his arms away as well as they could. “WHAT WHAT WHAT?!”

Their father’s slaps subsided but the anger did not. “You’d better get up RIGHT now, or - Giuro sulla forza di ODEON - you will be in a WORLD of pain!”

Evelyn was still rather dazed from the dream (and probably also the suffocation) but when their father finally came into view, they realized he was head to toe in full Church hunter garb, the whole nine yards, they could even see the white sash peeking out from behind his towering figure. Oh, that’s right. “… The Hunt is tonight.” Evelyn yawned, only to receive another smack on the arm.

“THE BLOODY HUNT ISN’T THE ONLY THING, DIMWIT! THE GRADUATION, OR SHOULD I SAY, WHAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN YOUR GRADUATION, IS WITHIN THE HOUR AND YOU’RE NOT EVEN OUT OF BED!”

Their father didn’t go for another strike but Evelyn flinched at this as well. Oh yeah… the graduation. The third class had finally completed their training and a party was being held for their commencement before they were to be unleashed into the night on their own… that is, Evelyn’s third class. This was the third time they failed and were declared unprepared for the Hunt and still, their parents dragged them to every commencement party.

Evelyn rubbed their eyes and tousled their dark mop. “Alright, alright I’ll get up-.”

“I don’t even think there’s TIME for you to get up and get ready! I only ask for SO little-!”

Evelyn rolled their eyes, prepared for another verbal berating, when their mother stepped into view. She placed her hand on their father’s arm, pushing his puffed-up shoulders down. “Why don’t you gather your things, dear, and step outside? It’s rather nice out today.” She then guided him towards the door that Evelyn didn’t even notice was pre-slammed open (most likely courtesy of their father). “I’ll prepare him.”

He groaned, walking out the door and muttered, “Can’t be having her take care of you forever, boy…”

She closed the door behind him and shuffled to Evelyn’s bedside, plopping down and reaching to comb her fingers through their hair. “Come on now, dear, it’s time to wake up.”

But Evelyn just shoved her hand aside. “Why does HE get to act like that?! And he calls ME ‘ferino!’ And why do you just let him-?!”

She silenced them with a sleight of hand to the lips. “Shhhh, easy. He isn’t here now. Breathe. Let’s just get ready.” Evelyn breathed in and out through puffed cheeks, allowing her a moment to ruffle their hair. They couldn’t help the smile that pulled at their mouth and stepped out of bed. “Now that’s my boy!” With the same stealth as before she reached for a tiny ornate bottle.

The smile was gone and Evelyn gagged and shoved the bottle away. “Mammaaaa! Please no, you know I hate the perfu-MAMMA!”

She persisted, skillfully keeping oncoming hands from spilling the perfume, “C’mon, Evelyn, you don’t have time to bathe and we have to go!” Evelyn eventually just scrunched up their face and let her douse them with the foul potion. Then she reached for Evelyn’s garb from the coat hanger and handed it to them, her white robes a stark contrast to Evelyn’s own attire. They quickly pulled on the uniform and, to their discontent, their mother patted it down and straightened it out the rest of the way. “And remember, be on your best behavior today. Make me proud.” She kissed them on the cheek and made her way outside. Evelyn grunted, ruffled their uniform to desired messiness, and followed their mother out the door.

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The walk to the Cathedral wasn’t any different today than previous days; the Yharnamite civilians bowed their heads to them as they passed, an endless sea of “Good morning, blessed doctor!” and “Bless you, high hunter!” Some were even cheering and shouting “Praise the Old Blood!”

Fools, Evelyn thought to themself, it’s “fear the old blood” you IGNORANT FOOLS. Evelyn may have been trained as a hunter (Oedon curse the shackles of the male bloodline - and bloody men in general) but from the moment they could read, they loved sitting by the fireplace with their mother, the comfort of the flames and their mother’s presence illuminating the pages in the study. But when they would tell their peers, they just laughed at them, mocking “Guess you’ll always be sitting in a woman’s lap!” Evelyn just came to accept that no one would ever understand. No one.

But they wouldn’t let that stop them from being the best for their mother; no matter how angry they got or how much their father hit them, their mother deserved everything in their eyes. And, despite Evelyn’s dread of Church-organized events like these, today would be no different than any other day. So they smiled and nodded to each citizen.

The Grand Cathedral stood tall and symbolic of the corruption of this damn town as ever - well, at least in Evelyn’s eyes. The statues carved into figures in prayer and suffering dotted the inside, an odd contrast to the jovial crowd bustling within. Clergy hollered hearty greetings to their friends across the halls. It was a day for celebration, and seeing people enjoy themselves at least lifted the mood a little for Evelyn.

“And there she is, the apple of my eye!” Evelyn heard their father call to their mother. They followed her to his side, but Evelyn refused to look up at him. However, someone in the group of people he was talking to caught Evelyn’s eye; he was dressed in a strange getup that Evelyn had never seen before. In fact, Evelyn couldn’t figure him out for the life of them. He was dressed up a bit, more like the doctors present, though his outfit was more on the dark side, like the hunters. Nevertheless he was messy and ridden with bedhead, which scored him some points in their book. His eyes were even sunken into his face as if he’d been stuck in a library for weeks and his face never left the pages. Evelyn chuckled a little at the thought of a man so eaten up by pages that the pages started eating him back, but in doing so they realized the strange suit was looking right back at them, just as puzzled.

Oh… Evelyn averted their eyes and floundered, somewhat grateful when their father hit them over the head and ushered them into the conversation, “And this is my goofball son, Evelyn! Evelyn, this,” Evelyn looked up and saw he was pointing to - goddammit - the man Evelyn was basically laughing at, “Is Dean Cosmin, head of the School of Mensis.”

Evelyn lit up at that a bit, but the confusion still did not clear; they had read from their mother’s books of the mysterious studies and rituals of the School of Mensis - and even conspiracies of some political hand they had in the Church - but this grungy rando was supposed to be the leader of Mensis? Pfft, the school must be in dire straights right now then, they thought.

Micolash, on the other hand, was interested in Evelyn rather than put off. “This is the young sir who will be making his debut a few years late, yes?” He leaned in and clasped their hand in both of his. “Well then, young man, I do hope you enjoy your last few years of boyhood and make them last.”

Evelyn was about to just play according to the script, but then a sudden rebellious streak struck them. With the widest grin on their face, they squeezed Micolash’s hand and then - loud enough for their father to hear - replied, “I may only have a few years left of boyhood, but when I debut, I refuse to become a man.”

The group was suddenly quiet for a moment - appalled to say the best - but then Evelyn’s father laughed loud and distracting enough that Micolash was able to duck and whisper, “If you really are a friend of Mrs. King, then might I invite you onto the balcony over some wine before the night is over?”

In the heat of the moment, Evelyn was just going to slap him right in the face for getting so close, but then his words settled in their ear and Evelyn nodded in understanding. When Micolash withdrew, their father was done with the distraction and everyone seemed to be going their separate ways. That also included the Dean himself who was already off talking to higher ups like Evelyn’s past teachers (they supposed even a dying institution still needs to save face). And Evelyn didn’t want to talk to their father’s friends anymore than those arsefaces wanted to talk to them, so they just caught up to their mother and followed her around with other mothers of graduates for a bit. Spending the day with the ladies of the event was at least more palpable for Evelyn.

Eventually, as the sun began going down, Evelyn caught Micolash out of the corner of their eye leaving for a balcony, so they quickly excused themself from the conversation and headed to meet the Dean. As they rushed they found themself tangled and tripping over the sash of someone else who was passing by. The fumble caught the attention of surrounding passerby, drawing laughter and pointing fingers, and Evelyn’s cheeks flushed, frustrated, but nevertheless they marched onwards.

Evelyn cleared their throat to catch his attention, but Micolash just sloshed the contents of his glass. “Well, you seem chipper.” He took a sip and finally turned back to the young hunter. “Excited as could be to see a simple man like me.”

Evelyn didn’t know why, but his smile just felt mocking, so they parked themself against the nearest pillar and slouched. “Don’t flatter yourself,” They remarked, before tacking on a double entendre, “And don’t make me regret coming out here-.”

But Micolash caught on. “Today? Yeah, I had a feeling.” Evelyn dropped their arms in surprise. “It’s not everyday you meet a student who’s failed three times and still shows up to graduation.”

“Dammit, pops.” Evelyn murmured. They dropped their head, kicked themself off the stone, and sighed, “It’s not like I came on my own, my parents dragged me here.” They leaned on the guard rail beside the scholar and gazed at the horizon. “But I know there’s a world beyond this city and I just wish I could see it, even if only for a moment…”

Micolash chucked a bit at that, “Some secrets of this world and beyond are best left untouched. You do good to remember that.”

Evelyn growled in disagreement and dug their head into their shoulders. Then they realized something. “Hey, do you want some blood? I could easily get you some of the finest-.”

But Micolash halted them with a raised palm. “No no, I’m fine. I don’t like blood.” Evelyn stared at him like he had just sprouted five eyes on his forehead and Micolash laughed. “I know, it’s not common around Central Yharnam but… us of the School don’t have as much of a… crutch for blood.”

Evelyn clicked their tongue and shook their head, “Suit yourself.”

Micolash laughed softly at them and leaned over the rail himself. “Well, you came to talk to me for a reason, so I’m guessing my assumptions about you were right.” Evelyn didn’t know it, but they smirked proudly at that. But the next question took them off guard. “So, what are your pronouns?”

Evelyn’s eyes lit up at that, sudden butterflies in their stomach. Finally, something that would make getting out of bed today worth it. “Oh, that! My pronouns… I like to be called… uh.” They curled up a bit and scratched their head. “Oh, sorry, I don’t get asked this every day… or ever for that matter.” But Micolash just gave them an encouraging look so finally, they straightened out and took a deep breath, “I go by ‘they-them'… BUT! But I still go by ‘Evelyn,’ if that makes it easy for you.”

To Evelyn’s surprise, Micolash looked pleased with the answer, “Absolutely, that’s perfectly fine with me as long as you’re comfortable with it.”

Evelyn patted their own neck. “Heh, yeah…” They awkwardly trailed off.

But Micolash picked up with ease. “So you’ve really never told anyone else?”

Evelyn just winced at that. “Told…” They knew that they should just lie and say their life was great, but something about Micolash’s wisdom just swayed them otherwise. “Yeah, I’ve told some people but-.”

“It didn’t go so well?”

That… would only describe so little of it. Evelyn just nodded, mouth clamped and looking away. Well, this dampened the mood.

So they jumped a little when Micolash patted them on the shoulder. “Well I think you’ll make a fine adult, Evelyn, no matter what path you choose. Neither boy nor girl.“ Then, pulling away and smiling, “As so have I.”

That was a (slightly surprising, as the dean didn’t correct them on his own preferences, but still) kind sentiment, but - reflecting on more past events in their mind - Evelyn tried to control their voice, “It’s not really my choice…”

But Micolash persisted. “What? Of course it is! You always have a choice. You may get cornered, but you can choose whether to fight or not, and you may go down in the end, but you can choose to go quietly or go out screaming.”

This time when they looked up at him, Evelyn’s smile wasn’t forced. “Heh, kinda sounds nice… to have a choice for once.”

“Listen, people always paint your age as the best time of your life, but the truth is that youth SUCKS! So much change is happening, hell, even your body and brain are growing so fast everyday when you’re young. The growth just never stops and you change with it.” He patted them on the back and softly reassured, “Just give it time.”

Suddenly, a loud uproar came from within the Cathedral. Seeing Micolash’s concern made Evelyn chuckle. “Sounds like they’ve given the fledglings the final blessing.”

But Micolash looked rather downcast by this. “Well then, that means I must be heading off.”

“What? Already?” Evelyn bit back their lip, surprised at how loud they said it. They didn’t want him to go, they just started to get a good rapport.

“I’m sorry, Evelyn, but I really must take my leave. Mensis can’t run itself.” Even Micolash looked bitter about their departure.

So Evelyn stopped feeling sorry for themself, even if only a little, “Thank you for taking time to talk to me. It’s been hell recently…”

Micolash’s smile was as warm as before. “Isn’t life like that for us all?” He made his way to the steps just as a crowd was exiting the Cathedral and just like that, he was swept away.

[xxwinterchillxx]

Halloween Dance and Some Unfortunate Events

Summary:

Levi is willing to go all the way to get Eren to go with him to the Halloween Dance. But things get complicated since Levi cannot show any sign of intelligence around the German hottie. However, he isn’t taking no for an answer.

Rating - Teen and Up Audiences

Categories - M/M

Relationships - Levi/Eren, background relationships, Moblit/Hanji, Armin/Erwin, Krista|Historia/Ymir

Chapters - 2/?

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Chapter 2: Hello

“Do you think he likes lemons?”

 I looked up to see Hanji sniffing a stick of deodorant and then rubbing it on her neck vigorously. We were chilling in the library. Maybe this is why nobody sits next to us at school. Not that I mind though.

Erwin looked up from his book, “I don’t know, Hanji. I thought Moblit likes the smell of lime not lemons.”

“They’ve the same smell, yeah,” Hanji tried to convince herself doubtfully. I rolled my eyes when she started rubbing it on her violently again.

She is so lucky. Moblit is literally so into her that he would still serenade her even if she smelled like piss. Hanji told me once that she talks to Moblit every day on the phone. So I don’t know why she’s freaking out so much over such trivial stuff.

“Hey, Erwin,” I said, not looking up from my book.

“Yeah?”

“Just out of curiosity, who are you going to the dance with?”

Before he replied, Hanji snorted mockingly, “Ha, you know, it’d be pretty funny if you go with that Armin freak. He looks so much like you it’ll look like you’re taking out your cousin.”

I could see Erwin opening and then closing his mouth like a fish.

I joined in the jeer. “Yeah, their eyebrows even match! What do you even do to make them look so… bushy?” Hanji slapped her thigh and we both snickered uncontrollably.

Erwin nervously shifted his position.

“So anyway, who’re ya goin’ with?”

“… Armin…”

  Honestly, I can’t even.

I mean, to go from a glam like me to Armin is just insulting.

  Now that I look back on it, Hanji and I should’ve been much more supportive. We just spent the whole library session talking smack to Erwin about Armweird (Ha, get it? I’m weird) and why he shouldn’t go with him. I think I remember Hanji even making a small bullet list of Armin’s faults. Erwin’s a pretty tough guy and he just shrugged it off. But he called us ‘jerks’.

Armin’s totally the sore thumb of Eren’s group.

 ~~oOo~~

Hanji and I stood leaning near some random door in the hallway, judging the people that would walk past us.

“I don’t get why Jean is so popular.” She earnestly remarked aloud as Jean passes us by.

He seemed to have heard it and glared long at Hanji. He probably thought he was shooting daggers at her but then I shot him one of my darkest looks and growled, “Keep walking, horse-face.”

And he did.

Man, I love it when people do that.

“Hey, you know what we should do?” yapped Hanji out enthusiastically.

“What?”

She excitedly tore a page from her book. I waited in bated breath while she scribbled down something in it. Her smile was eventually getting wider. Before I could even ask her what was going on, she tore the page in two and handed one to me.

“Let’s drop junk mail in Eren’s locker!”

I scrunched up my nose, “Sure.” Then I looked at my paper. In it was written-

‘hey hottie, I like your ass. Let’s do shit together sometime. btw #gototheDancewithme” and then a lot of xo’s.

“What if he figures out who wrote it?”

“No, he won’t. He’s dumb.”

I smirked, “This is dumb.”

“Everyone likes to mess with their crushes.”

I wanted to laugh with her but then I noticed the other paper. I tried to take a peek, “And what’s written on that?”

At that, Hanji smiled even wider.

‘Stay the fuck away from my date, doll face. I’d give you the finger but I see you already have two sticking up your cheap ass.

P.S. I know you hook up with Ymir behind the bleachers.

<3 xoxo’

“What the fuck, Hanji?”

Hanji heaved proudly, “Well, as your best friend, I have decided it’s time for Levi to terminate Eren’s side-hoes permanently for good.”

I frowned, “But-”

“And we hate her.”

I kept quiet for a minute, processing the plan. Krista would bawl her eyes out like the melodramatic bitch she is but she’d keep it bottled up to herself. So, there is no risk of Eren or anyone else for that matter finding out about it. And I know for a fact that Krista is a two-faced motherfucker whom everyone falls for. And if anyone could ruin my chances of being Eren’s sugar-tits, it’s that asshole.

Hanji looked at me happily, “Oh and we can use my name to sign the note to Krista!!”

I clenched my fists and shot my darkest look to Hanji, “Fuck that. Let’s sign my name underneath it.”

“Now we’re talking.”

“Fuck yeah, give me that note.”

Ugh, Krista’s so stupid. My hate has been seeded deep for 3 years. I used to mildly hate her ever since she and Eren seemed to go all lovey-dovey. Then that fool Moblit had the guts to tell me and I quote: “Maybe you hate her because you feel threatened by her presence. People get upset when someone more attractive than them has a crush on their crushes.”

I won’t go into further details but it ended ugly, really ugly. I pushed him. He didn’t really fall but he apologised. He learned his lesson.

Now that I think about it, I don’t think he was very intimidated by my push.

 Anyway, we dropped the letters. Surely, Krista will now let go of Eren and all that’s left is Mikasa and those other goons. I can easily set myself apart from those idiots and Eren doesn’t like Mikasa very much so the rest is easy-peasy.

I’ll ask Eren out. Easy-peasy-lemon-squeasy.

And if he refuses, I am going to go back to France and live there for the rest of my life as a whore under the name Consuela.

 ~~oOo~~

Petra kept talking and talking to me in algebra today so I didn’t even get a chance to even look at Eren who was sitting to my right. To be honest, I really wasn’t paying any attention and was just idly watching her jaw move up and down when I thought I saw someone behind her looking at me. So I focused on the person sitting in the other row. It’s that Krista.

She was staring me directly in the eyes. How dare she? No one, literally no one can do that with me. And she winked at me and smiled before turning away, giggling to her friends.

I threw up in my mouth, I swear. This very obvious signal of hers can only mean that she has read my note. But the main thing is that she fucking disrespects my name. That little blonde fucker. Well, guess what, princess? You’re getting pushed ….by Hanji.

Then she’ll know who to fear in this school.

The bell rang.

I got up and strode over to her bench wearing the darkest frown I could muster. Petra looked confused but she still followed after me.

Krista, instead of running away into the arms of her much more athletic friend, Ymir, ran up to me instead.

Before I could process it, she blushed and smiled shyly, “Yes, Levi.”

“Excuse me?”

Then, she gave me a big hug, “I agree to go to the dance with you!!” I could feel everyone’s eyes looking at us.

Oh hell no!! I shoved her off and rushed to the Hanji’s class hurriedly. I bumped into something in the doorway. It was Eren. He looked visibly upset. He looked like he wanted to ask me something but I shouted, “Well, excuse you.” And ran past him.

Breathlessly, I arrived in front of Hanji.

She stopped deadpan in her walk and stared at me. “This can’t be good.”

Through pants, I manged to say, “Of course it fucking isn’t. We screwed up, Hanji. We screwed up big time.”

 Hanji and I had a long talk, figuring out what happened and after about 5 minutes, we managed to put the pieces together-

I signed my name under the paper which we were supposed to give to Krista. As per the actual plan. But the universe had decided to fuck me over. Due to a miscommunication, Hanji thought I meant that we should sign my name under both the notes. Which would’ve been embarrassing enough on its own when Eren finds it in his locker. But no. We didn’t just screw up once. We screwed up twice. We apparently switched the notes and Krista now thinks that I am asking her out.

“Oh my god, I called my crush a lesbian, Ymir-kissing slut with fingers up his ass.”

“Eren hasn’t had any free classes.”

“What?”

“Since the moment we dropped the notes, Eren hasn’t checked his locker because he didn’t have any free classes.”

“Holy shit, that means we can still fix it!”

“Ooohh mmyy good, Levi, he has a free period now!!”

We dashed through the hallway, pushing past the people. There was Eren standing in front of his locker, talking to Mikasa about something while idly pushing the buttons to open it. As soon as he saw me, he stopped talking and stared. Normally, I would’ve blushed and gone all jelly and stupid. But this was an emergency.

I didn’t even think twice before I shoved him onto Mikasa and yanked his locker open, breaking the lock along with it. Hanji grabbed the note and sighed loudly, “Oh thank God!”

And only then did I realise the consequences of my actions. Eren was still staring at me. But not in the smizing way; instead, he was looking aghast. I had shouted at him earlier and now, I literally threw him to Mikasa and broke his locker. All the while looking like a dishevelled nut-job.

Hanji confidently smiled to Eren and chimed, “Someone has been using Levi’s name and dropping random notes in people’s lockers.”

I nodded my head vigorously and mentally hugged Hanji damn hard. Eren’s mouth formed an ‘O’ shape. I said to him, “Sorry about the locker. I’ll fix it sometime.” That was probably the most logical sentence I had ever said to him.

He shrugged, “No problem. So… you didn’t ask Krista out?” He tilted his adorable head and smiled slyly at me, his gorgeous green eyes glittering mischievously.

Oh boy… here comes the jelly and the stupid…

“Neigh-neigh.”

 Maybe this is my punishment for calling Jean a horse-face.

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[trb-reacts]

The Raven Boys, Review

So I just finished reading The Raven Boys and oh boy do i have mixed feelings about it, some mixture of keysmashing adoration and some (opinion-based, non-bashing) criticism. I’ll probably give it a 3.5/5, so if that number offends you already, don’t read the rest of this review. 

That being said, if I cited a reason for not liking something (e.g. I thought there was a logic jump or something wasn’t explained but it actually was in the book), and in reality, I just misinterpreted something, you’re welcome to inform me of that. I was in a semi rush to finish it, so I might have missed small details. 

[Also, sorry, but this is literally all straight from memory, including the quotes. I’m too lazy to find the exact place and quotes of what I remembered, so if I used quotes for anything, realize it’s not a direct quote, but rather me paraphrasing what I remembered and quoting it to show something along that line was said in the book.]

Last warning: loooong post ahead!

I think very broadly speaking, I did like the book. The problem for me is that it kinda took so long for it to get going. I did the in-depth scene-by-scene reaction for chapter 1 - 14. You guys know (or you can read) about how excited I was to finally have the boys and Blue meet and for everything to start moving. 

I don’t think it disappointing when they finally met. Off the top of my head, I can tell you that I liked Adam’s shyness and sweetness when he realized that the palm reader’s daughter is Blue, that Maura and Gansey had a stare off (”Tell me straight off if you don’t want to help me, but don’t tell me lies, don’t give me excuses.” “I don’t want to help you.” Iconic!), that Ronan had a moment of ‘Prove it’ and they showed him (”You know who killed your father”, I think. Also, Calla’s power is cool.). It’s just… it took 15 chapters, ~150 pages for them to finally meet, only for them to depart again like nothing’s going to change.

I felt like it could have really been cut down by some, like Ronan’s backstory, which was cool, or tragic, honestly, but it wasn’t necessary to be introduced waay in the beginning of the book. Honestly, I don’t think it was necessary to have his backstory appear in this book at all. I’m sure this mystery of Ronan’s father’s death would come into play later, but like… I feel like it could have been introduced in the beginning of the second book and it would have been just as well. All we really needed to know was Declan and Ronan has a bad relationship, Ronan’s father died and that those facts explains Ronan’s bad attitude and him not caring about school. The murdering part could first make an appearance at Ronan’s ‘Prove it’ moment at Blue’s, which would make the readers aware (without so much telling too) that although we knew he died, we didn’t know he was killed and also Ronan knows something about it. 

Same thing with Whelk. We coulda gotten a dark unknown POV from him and have it later revealed that tada, it was Whelk, the Latin teacher that Ronan thought was a bit shifty and Ganey thought was tragic that he couldn’t befriend him like he did with everyone else. But having everything out in the open, the story 1) dragged and 2) lots of this information, that although mentioned, is pushed to the back of the reader’s mind. I already forgot that Whelk existed halfway through the book and whenever he appeared again, I’m like, yeah, that’s right, and there’s this guy, can’t wait to see how he’ll get involved in the story. And that happened again and again and again. 

On the other hand, NOAH!!! I did not see the part with Noah coming, although in retrospect, that makes so much sense. I loved the twist!! I I think I commented somewhere that it seems like people consider the raven boys to be Gansey&Ronan&Adam more than Gansey&Ronan&Adam&Noah and that turned out to be right!! Because they don’t know he exist!! Because he’s a ghost!! Because he’s Czerny!! 

Even when they found his skeleton and the car and his license, I thought Blue and Gansey somehow went forward in time and found Noah later dead because of this treasure hunting they’re doing for this long forgotten magical king, so when the final reveal came out (”Noah, you’ve been dead for 7 years”), I was SHOOK. Legit SHOOK, goosebumps and all, and I love it so much. I didn’t see it coming but the hints were there. Noah not eating. Why Noah has so little screen time. Why he made a ‘dead for 7 years joke’ to Ashley. Why he didn’t throw up but retched when he saw the Mustang. It made so much sense, it was GENIUS and I applaud Maggie Stiefvater for this because I honestly didn’t see it coming and I love this twist. 

But, I also just… don’t understand how Declan knew Noah and how Ashely ended up meeting him. While Gansey was thinking back and figuring out that Noah was a ghost, Gansey said he didn’t remember ever seeing Noah out of their apartment, never seen Noah eat or remember anyone outside of their immediate friends mentioning Noah. But like… Declan introduced Noah to Ashley when they stopped by to the raven boys place. Is there something special about Declan or… is there any other explanation for why Declan knows about Noah and doesn’t seem to forget?

Also, I love the individuality, the different backstory everyone has, and how they interact with each other. Believe me, I do, but… besides the helicopter scene where the raven boys and Blue met up for the first time (which, btw, wtf Blue. These are essentially strangers. Aglionby boys. I know there’s a destiny to be fulfilled and your fates are linked together and all, but going into a helicopter with three boys and a woman you do not know is a BIG no-no. It’s like getting into three strange guys’ car, except worse because you’re in the air, you can’t escape. Why, Blue, why. They call you sensible. Be sensible!). 

Erm, anyway, besides the helicopter scene where the raven boys and Blue met up for the first time, I didn’t really sense, um, them bonding or growing closer? I’ll be honest, I can’t tell you how I would have gone about showing strangers growing closer and becoming friends. Maybe I would have done it the montage way that TRB opted for, with them discovering the mystical raven printed land made of oyster shells and then going, let’s meet up and research together some more! I can imagine them growing closer over those days, but at the same time, i couldn’t really sense it? 

The same way I couldn’t really sense what research they’ve done between their first visit and their second, I couldn’t tell how they grew closer. Noah fluffs Blue’s hair afterwards, but besides that… I don’t really sense a change? I think it might have been better if we were given a little more details on how those researches go, show them bickering, show Blue refusing to let Gansey buy her anything and then the boys relenting to eating lots of convenient store stuff. Show Blue and Adam exchanging exasperated commoner looks at Gansey and Ronan’s reaction to eating cheap low quality food, show Noah watching with a half-hidden smile, show the warmth that grows in Blue and Adam’s heart at the adjustments the rest of the raven boys are willing to do for them. Just… a paragraph summarizing what happened during those times are not enough for me. I can imagine, but don’t let me do all the work here. Give me some details and maybe then I can fill in the rest of the blank. 

The boys’ reaction to the revelation that it was Blue’s voice on the recorder honestly feels a little underwhelming. I was expecting a little more grilling, but then they were just like, okay, moving on, her voice on the recorder along with Gansey’s, despite she weren’t anywhere near Gansey or the recorder, despite the fact that Gansey never said anything. Blue is the daughter of a psychic, who seems like a real deal. Don’t consider asking Blue why that happened or what that meant, and definitely don’t even ask Blue to inquire Maura about it. Also, Ronan pushed, but it didn’t feel enough and also it didn’t feel like he was pushing about the things that any other person would have pushed the answers for. I do realize that Adam told Ronan to stop, but I feel equally certain that if Ronan really wanted to push, he would have gone behind their backs to find out. 

I loved that hallucination-inducing tree. It’s super duper cool, not to mention it showed all of them these visions that I’m deathly curious about how they’re going to end up playing out and of course, their aftermaths. 

Adam’s had me most curious, because it speaks of themes like deaths and betrayal. The raven boys are so close and so lovely together that I couldn’t ever imagine it happening, especially the way that Adam saw it in the dream, Gansey on the floor dead or dying, Adam standing above him as his slayer or at least the direct cause of Gansey’s harm, Ronan’s “Are you happy now, Parish, are you satisfied? Is this enough. Is this really what you wanted?” Just… tragedy is the heartbreak that awaits them, and that’s not even counting Ganesy’s death that is foreseen by his spirit being on the corpse road. 

I couldn’t imagine Adam like that in the future, couldn’t imagine what would drive him to that point, but I think we caught a glimpse of that future Adam towards the end when he tried to awake the ley line, despite Gansey’s disagreement. That… on one hand, I can see what drove him to that point, the despair, the desperation, when everything that makes you you is crush so ruthlessly beneath someone else’s feet (Adam’s pride, his individuality, and with it, his freedom within this world that constricts him because this world speaks not in humanity or kindness, which Adam has in dozens, but in power and money, which Adam don’t) that not even dust of left of it  

On the other hand, I just really didn’t want things to turn out the way they were foreseen to. I sincerely got chills when Adam left to wake the ley line, the moment when it hit Gansey where Adam had gone, and I could literally feel Gansey’s pain when he realized that Adam not only betrayed him so explicitly (”It’s not worth waking Glendower in exchange for someone else’s life”, Gansey said. “We’ll find another way.”), but spat in his face in one last ‘fuck you’ by taking Gansey’s car when Adam could have so easily hotwired Ronan’s instead. There’s so much more I can say about Gansey and Adam’s relationship, but I won’t, not here, since this is honestly supposed to be more of a review and less of an analysis, so check out this separate analysis of Adam leaving his home after reporting the abuse and the dynamic between Adam-Ronan and Adam-Gansey if you’re really interested in how I saw their relationship. 

What else? Oh, the Latin speaking trees are cool. The trees are more cultured than me. Also, I really liked Cabeswater and its ‘I will change to whatever the people in it wants.’ One, I love the specificity, Gansey discovering this trait because of the fishes and their not-red belly turned red. Second, the description for when Adam went to wake the ley line and then he was a little spooked by the darkness so he wished there was more light and Cabeswater just responded by drowning the entire forest in light, awash it with pretty fairy golden dust. I love that image so much and Adam’s evident awe. 

Aaand now we’re almost there to talk about the end, but before that, I can’t believe I forgot. Gansey’s brush with death!! Via Whelk!! Via his car breaking down!! Via reverse ex-machina. 

Like, don’t get me wrong, I was seriously tense when Gansey ended up being at gunpoint by Whelk. That was intense and I was so proud of Gansey boy when he remembered what Ronan taught him and then proceeded to toward all of them out of the proverbial window save the most important, life-saving advice of aiming. And aim Gansey did and that’s how he ended up alive here for me to talk about (tho I can’t speak too soon, let’s be honest. He is still destined to die, was still seen on the corpse road). And then following that, I love the moment when Ronan and Adam contemplated the what-if Gansey wasn’t so lucky and he died. I can really feel that they care in that scene, that both of them would be sincerely lost without Gansey there. But there were just a little too many coincidences for me to suspend my disbelief for that scene. 

And then before I forget, because how can I move on to talk about the ending without mentioning this, the Gansey for Noah trade. Did I mention that the first time Gansey mentioned he died once,  I legit thought that it was a metaphor? “Wasp squirming him, enclosing his entire body in death” seemed more metaphorical to me than real, yet that happened. 

And Noah paid the price. 

That was really chilling as they pieced everything together. So, kudos to Maggie Stiefvater again, though… I’m not sure how much this works, mathematically? The world wants Gansey to be alive, and Noah was on the ley line to be sacrificed, so they killed Noah and let Gansey live. But like… Noah was on the ley line to be sacrificed, wasn’t he, was death not his ending even without Gansey encountering death on the other side of the globe and needing Noah to swap him out of it? And yet they acted like Gansey killed Noah with his own two hands, because that was equivalent, the unwitting, unknowing, unwilling exchange. 

Also, Noah seemed weirdly chill with it for someone who unwillingly died for someone else (Gansey), and why did he end up in Gansey’s group anyway. Did Noah willingly chose to seek Gansey out knowing this was the boy that he died for? I was also expecting a little more of him and Whelk’s analysis towards the end, after all, Whelk killed Noah and they were friends before, yet… weirdly not much? I do think that was in part because Noah’s bones were moved from the ley line, so he was weaker and stuff, but at the same time, Cabeswater was full of magic, so eh, I don’t see why there wasn’t a bit more. 

Anddd, that’s about it? I was really excited to talk about the ending, but then it’s been a while and most of the details escaped me. 

Stuff that I remembered that stuck out to me: 

what happened to Neeve was just weird, Maura seemed weirdly chill about Neeve’s fate into the unknown for being her half-sister

 after all that happened between Adam and the rest of the gang (betrayal, anyone?), it seems to strange that they slotted seamlessly back together like nothing happened and despite the fact that there seems to be a bit of implications that Adam’s not quite human anymore?

the image of the gang digging up Noah’s bones from his grave is so strangely hilarious

the last line of the book: “I pulled Chainsaw out of my dream,” wtf, Ronan, don’t end like that???!!

So yeah, that’s about it. Sorry that this ended up being a bit rushed and incoherent at the end, but I did really wanna finish this post, so here’s what I thought about it. If I seem a little harsh on it, I’m sorry, I think I feel it too. All I can say is that maybe I’m too old to read YA fictions now.

If you have a scene/moment that you wanted me to talk about that I didn’t in this review, feel free to message/ask me about it. 

[sithlordintraining]

The Sun & The Moon

A/N: Chapter 6, I finished Murder on the Orient Express, OMG!! I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT!!!! Also, btw the reader doesn’t wear dresses, nor skirts, Just like pants and shorts like Audrey Hepburn’s casual style, but figure accentuated and tailored.

Summary: Greaser Kylo Ren fell in love with good girl Rey Kenobi over the summer. When they unexpectedly discover they’re now in the same high school, will they be able to rekindle their romance? OF COURSE, with a little help from their friends and some singing. But that was Junior year, can their love really stand the course of Senior year, college applications, and other teenage problems?

Chapters: 5, 7

Sitting on the sandy beach, Kylo propped his elbows as he watched Rey swim towards shore. He watched as she climbed out of the waves and made her way towards him. Every step she made the sun accentuated the glistening water drops on her skin. With a towel in hand, he welcomed her into his arms. “Oh Ben, I’m so glad we could do this before everything gets so crazy. I’m going to miss days like this when we move to Oxford.” She looked out into the horizon with a smile on her lips. Kylo let out a shaky sigh and started to stare as well. The silence started to set in between the two. The sound of a wave crashing was soon interrupted by a yawn. Her wet hand came to push some hair out of his face. “What has you so tired?” She cooed. He shook his head and answered: “Nothing, just a late night with the guys.” “Racing?” She asked. Nodding he looked at her. “Yeah, Juney got his license back, so, just a little fun.” Her face twisted as she retracted her hand. “Why did he just get his license back?” Kylo picked the sand from underneath his fingernails. “Well...he went to juvie and you know, they take that stuff.” Rey’s eyes lodged out of her head. “JUVIE?! Ben, you don’t need to be associating with him.” Kylo groaned at her overreaction. “It’s not even that serious!” “Serious?! Yes! We don’t know what type of criminal he is or background!”

Another groan escaped his lips again. “Rey!” His tone startled her. “I’ve known him for years! He’s a friend, who just does stupid things!” She rolled his eyes. “You seem to have all these friends that you’ve known for years popping out of the blue.” He leaned back on the plaid blanket, letting out a deep sigh. He knew where this was going. “Rey,” His eyes fell on her back. “Just ask.” Turning instantly she faced him. “Who is she? And why is she here?” Rey started her rant. “She comes here and everyone is infatuated with her, like she-she’s some movie star! Everyone loves her and all the guys just go for her, even you! In cheerleading, I’m always on Patty’s right and now for homecoming, SHE’S on Patty’s right! She’s not even on the squad! And your Uncle wants to put her in the Apples.” A groan left her lips. “Not to mention, everyone is talking about her becoming a Knight of Ren when Kenickie gave her that car at school. Seriously?! If any girl should become one, it’s me or Rizzo. But, not her!” Her cheeks were red, fuming.

Sitting up, without facing her, Kylo began to speak. “Her name is Y/N L/N, she went to Darth Cognus Prep. I’ve known her since before I could read. In fact, I think she was the one that helped me learn how to read. When I lived in the city, we went to the same school. That is when she wasn’t moving around with her family. Her father is a big defense attorney in New York, and her mom, well her mom is Marygold Donadieu.” Rey gasped at this sudden information. “Our friendship is bonded of the fact that our parents fight. Unfortunately for her, her parents couldn’t work it out and they’re getting a divorce. She’s here, living with her father because her mother chose a car over her. So excuse her, for trying to just have a normal life and make friends. And excuse me for trying to be a good friend.” Kylo turned to her with a cold hard stare. “You act like you don’t know what it feels like to be a new girl. Unlike you, whispers of your parent's choices and rumors from a previous school didn’t follow you.” Standing up, Kylo began to pack up all the items they brought to the beach. Rey’s mouth stayed shut from the beach and even when his car pulled in front of her home. She exited and turned back to him, as he usually walked her to the door. “Aren’t you going to walk me?” She furrowed her brows. “No,” He spat. “I have someplace to go. I can’t sit up under you all the time.”

Pulling up in front of your house seemed to calm him. The colorful flowers standing to peek from between the black iron gates seemed to wave at him in the breeze. Walking through the gate was like entering another world. Shorthills Manor was by far the most beautiful house in town. Every mother, daughter, and decorator wanted that house. His lips parted slightly witnessing what felt like something out of a movie; the birds seemed to sing a sweet song, the colorful flower intermingled with one another, the water fountain rushed gently over the white stone. His shoulders were still tense as he continued to make his way to the door. He felt bad for going off on Rey, but he just felt like he had to protect you. The tightness in his chest started to spread just thinking about what she said. ‘If she would just get to know her.’ He gritted his teeth. He didn’t even realize that he was at your door until he saw your bright smile.

“Well, well, well, I was beginning to think you weren’t going to show.” You watched as his shoulders started to relax. “What’s wrong?” You asked. “Nothing.” He shrugged off entering your home looking around. The sound of footsteps began approaching the two teenagers, Kylo watched as her father came into view, who was now a few inches shorter than Kylo with more moles and gray hair than what he remembered. “Hello Mr. L/N.” Kylo nodded with shy eyes, pretty sure he didn’t remember him. His oxblood loafers halted on the mahogany floors; eyebrows furrowed as he observed the towering boy. “Daddy, you remember my friend-” “Is this little Benjamin Solo?” Your dad beat you to it. Both you and Kylo nodded. “Oh Benji, how are you, son?” Your father’s eyes scanned over him in amazement and Kylo being surprised and slightly annoyed that he remembered the nickname. “I’m fine thank you, Mr. L/N.” A chuckle slipped from Mr. L/N lips. “Look at you! I would’ve not thought you would be such a big man! Are you playing any sports? Football?” Kylo shook his head shyly at the question. “No, he’s still playing with cars. Just real ones now.” You answered. All three of you broke out into light laughter. Your father lets out a deep breath. “I can’t believe how time flies. Look at the two of you.” His (e/c) moved between the two of you. “I remember when you two used to run around and play in the backyard. You, with those big ears.” He pointed at Kylo. “Well, you grew a little more into it.” “DAD!” You whispered in embarrassment. Kylo’s hand made its way through his hair shaking it to make sure they fallen over his ears. “And you in that pink dress that you hated and used to dirty up.” His eyes fell softly on you. “Oh, how you’ve grown.” His hand fell upon your cheek. “My little Moonbeam; you’re becoming such a beautiful young lady.” You nuzzled into his hand. Kylo watched this intimate moment and a smile fell upon his face; he was glad to see this moment between you two. “I have to get something, Daddy can you take him to the library?” He nodded and you were off.

Mr. L/N lead Kylo to the library that looked like something out of a movie. He coughed causing Kylo to withdraw from his perusing and turned around. “What you did for Y/N, was really nice of you. You didn’t have to.” Kylo just shrugged, I know Mr. L/N, I just wanted to.” Her father ran his hand across the shelf. “I don’t know what you did, but she’s definitely much happier about moving here. And the car, well, she refused to get any car or drive for that fact. Whatever you did, thank you.” His hand laid on his shoulder firmly. Kylo’s head dipped down, “Thank you.” “And here.” Cash hit his large hand in surprise. “Oh no, I can’t accept this. She got the car fair and square.” Mr. L/N chuckled. “So I’ve heard, but really, keep it. You deserve it. I always liked you son. You have a good heart.” A soft smile appeared on his face before thanking him once more as you finally appeared. “I’ll be in the next room if you need me.” Your father kissed your cheek and let you be.

“So,” You sauntered over to the table setting down the books in your hand. “What were you two talking about?” Kylo shrugged walking over to the table and sitting on the chair. “Nothing?” You narrowed your (y/e/c) eyes at him. Reaching into his jacket pocket, you pulled out a wad of cash. “Hey!” Kylo grabbed your wrist. “What are you doing that’s mine!” You scratched the back of his hands with your nails and he let go to nurse his scratches. “Well, I think I deserve this after my rejection into the Knights.” You waved it in his face. He rolled his eyes. If it wasn’t Rey hounding him about it, then it was Rey, and not to mention all the other students who were super ecstatic about you being a Knight. “If it’s not you, it’s Rey.” He mumbled. “Oh, that’s why I’ve been denied.” You folded your arms, shaking your head. “Now look, she didn’t tell me to say no. I said no.” He got defensive. “It’s just that, you know, you’re a girl and there’s nothing wrong with that, I think it’s pretty cool that you’re better than some of the guys racing out there. But if I make you a Knight, then Rey has to become an honorary Knight and so does Rizzo as well.” He justified. “But I wouldn’t be an honorary Knight, I would be A Knight.” You corrected him. He let out a deep breath admitting his loss. “Well, when you come to your senses you know where to find me. Now let’s get to work.”

Midway through your session, he became seemingly frustrated. And not just from the work. “What’s eating at you?” You tilted your head. “Nothing.” He mumbled. “You’re lying, just tell me. I know it’s about Rey.” He bit his lip, looking up at you. “How’d you know?” Leaning forward, you searched into his eyes. “It’s in your eyes. I could always tell when something was bothering you.” He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, before telling you. “I was with Rey this morning.” “Oh, did she tell you how much she hated me?” You interrupted. “She doesn’t hate you.” He scoffed. “She just doesn’t know you.” You laughed. “Oh, so that’s what we are calling it now.” He fixed his jacket. “I mean I get it, kinda, you’re some pretty new girl and that was her last year, you know? But you know, you have this thing about you. Like, when you walk into the room all eyes are on you. People latch onto you because you have this presence that just draws us to you. I don’t know.” He shrugged once more. Your lips twisted to the side, successfully hiding the blushing smile. “Well, I don’t know why she’s upset with me. You’re just my friend. I’ve been nothing but respectful. Why do you think I asked Rose to help me? It was only so you two could talk.” He furrowed his brows. “Wai-what, really? You did that because, how?” You shrugged. “Girls know, Kylo.” You teased. His hand ran through his raven locks as he let out another breath. “I don’t know. And she made a big deal that you’re on Patty’s side for homecoming and I don’t know why she’s upset, we are in the court for Homecoming for christ sake!”  You squinted your eyes. 

“You’re...Homecoming King?” He shook his head. “No,” Kylo said rather upset. “That guy Lucky, beat me. But still, we walk and dance at homecoming, so I don’t know what the problem is.” You started to laugh. “What? What’s so funny?” You started to catch your breath. “You, with all those pastel Mary’s and Joe’s all smiling. And you all brooding. I might just have to come see you.” Kylo pushed your shoulder. “Shut up. And what do you mean, you might come.” Pushing him you replied: “Don’t tell me to shut up, and as I said I might go, haven’t decided.” His hand pushed against your shoulder again. “Don’t tell me what to do. And yeah you are going!” You sent another push his way. “Don’t tell me that I can-” Your father’s rapid knocks caused you guys to jump. “If I didn’t know any better, I would think you guys were five years old again, not two teenagers who are supposed to be studying.” The teens slide down into the chairs with apologetic looks. Your father bit back a smile as the scene reminded him of the two in their younger years.

After he left, the two silently continued their conversation. “Y/N, you have to go to the homecoming dance. I’m not going to let you miss it. I know how much you love to dance.” His pleading brown eyes found yours, causing you to shuffle in your seat. “Yeah? And what are you going to do? Drag me even if I say no?” He leaned back in the chair. “No, you’re going to come with Rey and me,” Kylo stated matter-of-factly. Sarcastically you sent him a flattering look. “Oh! So you’ve thought about this? I never thought I’d see the day where you would set me up to do me in.” Kylo shook his head. “I just thought it would be a good idea for you two to get to know each other. If you want I can arrange someone to be your date.” You chuckled at his ridiculous idea. “I don’t need your help, I’ve been asked.” At this sentence, Kylo perked up. His protective side growing as he leaned forward, eyes sharply on you. “Who?” He practically barked. Flipping your shiny (y/h/c) hair, you started. “Well, I was asked by some guy in my homeroom, then some guy named Danny, then Poe. Well actually, Finn asked me for Poe and I said ‘I’ll think about it.’, which then Finn proceeded to ask me to the dance, to which I replied ‘I’ll think about it.’ A cute little freshman, who almost had an asthma attack and I had to take him to the nurse, poor blond baby, I think his name was Matt? And your friend Juney said he would ask me but he can’t go so.” You just shrugged at your list of many suitors.

Kylo folded his arms and sat back. “I’d rather you take the freshman than the others.” You arched your eyebrow in curiosity. “I’m not surprised.” You said watching as it was clear jealousy. But he couldn’t help it; even though he had a girlfriend, you’d always be his girl. He didn’t think anyone really deserved you, you were too good for this world. “Finn just hops on to any new girl before they find out he’s a boring athlete. And Poe,” he rolled his eyes. “He may be this beloved character at Hoth, but he’s a major creep!The Knights came up with the name Sticky Fingers after Doody saw him fingering Martha Marason during an assembly. And it’s not the first time!” He exclaimed. “One time, Kenickie and I cut to smoke a joint in the locker room and we overheard him talk about all the places his fingers have been.” Scrunching your face up in disgust, you let out a squeal. “Oh my god, that is more information than I needed!” You squirmed in your seat. “Well, it doesn’t matter. If I go, I’m taking Phasma.” “What?! You can’t take her!”His eyes bugged out. “Yes I can, I mean Kenickie took her last year.” You protested. His hand dragged down his long pale face. “And that’s the exact reason why! She shows up, Hux shows up, you’re there, and all hell breaks loose. Rey’s going to kill me!” You rolled your eyes at this dramatic relationship your friend was in. “From what she told me, it was just a simple dance contest and Rey couldn’t keep up.” You shrugged. He huffed as the memories played back in his mind. “I mean, well, she can dance, but just not as good as Gwen.” He reasoned. “I was just so caught up in the moment and it was so easy to fall into the steps with her, you know? It was like when we were younger and all three of us used to sneak into the parties and learn the moves.” A warm smile covered both your faces as you reminisced of the somewhat distant memory.

“Well, I think I deserve that prize because I taught you guys everything you know.”And deep inside, though he would never say, he wishes it was you that came last year and won the competition with him; that’s one of the reasons he wanted you to come to homecoming. You were the best dancer out of the three and you always looked so beautiful with the big smile on your face and energetic, elegant moves and daring tricks. He knew he wouldn’t get to dance with you, but he just wanted to watch. Just like he used to do when he was younger. “Well, Kylo looks like time is up.” You started packing up and telling him what to study. “I know, I know.” He shook his head, as you knew it went in one ear and out the other. “And I think you should read this book, I think you’ll like it.” Accepting the book he read the title to himself. “Animal Farm?” Leading him to the door, you linked your arms with his. “I think you’ll like it. It has a rebellious spirit. Like you.” He smirked down at you. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you’re calling me an animal.” Winking at him, made his small smirk break out into a smile. Saying your goodbyes, Kylo made his way to his black Hornet that waited behind the iron gates. He thought how crazy today played out. He was so upset this morning after being with Rey and as soon as he was with you, everything felt better. You two, obviously being as different as day and night. Tripping on what appeared to be nothing, he stumbled a bit. The booked dropped open to a blank page, neatly written across it in pencil, it’s scripted letters read: ‘The sun watches what I do, but the moon knows all my secrets.’//‘The sun knows my body, the moon knows my soul.’

P.S: Alright Kylo, get your shit together!! Hit me up for ANY/EVERYTHING!!