#I'm on like page 450 and I'm like...when is the plot starting

[klara-rosa]

reading iron flame and honestly it's getting...tiresome. Am I the only one finding this book boring?

[whilereadingandwalking]

The Queen of the Night by Alexander Chee is an engrossing, vivid novel about a Parisian opera star with a hidden past. When a novelist tells her that a new opera is being written, she recognizes the plot—and begins to wonder which of the only three people who know her secret will have exposed her. We dive back into her past to tell the story of all the times she has died and be reborn, of the masks she's worn, of the roles she's played. She wants love, she loves admiration, but more than any of it she wants freedom, economic and total, free of strings. But is there any life free of strings, or does Fate itself hold hers?

There are definitely flaws to the novel. Chee falls into a classic pitfall of historical fiction, which is a perhaps over-enthusiasm for some of the details that I'm sure are fun, but that the reader doesn't actually need—like the list of the Empress's furs, or the full description of a playful late-night rendition of Hamlet. As I feel about most books over 400 pages, I feel that this one didn't have to be 553 pages, and could have been just as decadent and fun in closer to 450.

Her life is unbelievable in an entertaining sort of way. She had a miraculous kind of luck to accompany her intense, ruthless ambitious, and she knows from the start that it might mean Fate is setting her up for a large downfall, or correction. I will say that occasionally her emotions can feel almost shallowly one-dimensional. Once she's gotten it in her head that she doesn't like a situation, she tends to leave all her hard-earned money behind, and more importantly, her hopes for the opera, and flee without any thought of consequences. This could be frustrating on the 3rd or 4th go-around when it was obvious it wouldn't be that easy. Also, any health issues seem to heal miraculously perfectly to the point of never coming up again.

I really enjoyed the era and its lushness, learning about these great figures of history who I didn't know well, the descriptions of the music and its impact on her, from the lewd, exciting can-can at the Bar Mabille to the tightly wound courts of the Empress. It was a good enough novel that I wanted to see the mystery unravel (though I had my suspicions about who betrayed her from early on). My final complaint is that he says later that he had an ending in mind and wrote the novel to get there, and that felt clear—the ending felt like it didn't quite fit the story we had read.

Content warnings for sexual assault, domestic abuse, sex work, use of the g-slur, violence.

[mistlekissy]

Vicious anon is right here!!!

hello friend, we need to talk. when i started vicious i was ready to propose to u, i thought "omg dark academia and there's some repressed gay sexual tension going on???? yes yes yes all of the above pls", i was so in this BUT THEN smth went very wrong<3 i think the whole EO stuff was just too sci-fi to me, like everyone just knew about it and accepted it, and then the AMOUNT of murders my god like from the get-go, there was really no build up. i wish the plot had been more complex, i think the individual characters didn't need to be focused on THAT much. i'm not a hater of multiple povs but it was tewwww much, i hated how often the timelines changed and like why am i being introduced to a character that i've been reading about for 450 pages (ebook) already 😩 all in all i'm giving it a 3 1/2, it had smmmm potential and i'm upset about it

[slashingdisneypasta]

Disney and Pixar Villains x Reader || Smexcerpts

I kinda forgot it was Easter weekend despite bring at my Grandma's place for the holiday 🤦‍♀️ And I was writing this when I got home so Decided it would be a (Belated, in some places) wierd Easter present to you guys.

🥚🍫🥚🍫 Happy Easter! ? XD 🍫🥚🍫🥚

Plots / Includes:

Human!Chick Hicks- &, well, sex in a car. // Shameless groupie fucking and age difference. |450+ Words|

Hades- & his body heat. // Cockwarming and soft space-sharing post-sex. |460+ Words|

Jafar- & your self disgust. // Affair's and fingering. Lets see how many 'obscene' synonyms I can use in this one. |810+ Words|

Ursula- & her first time working with human holes. // Safe experimentation, tentacles, and public space (The beach of course). |680+ Words|

Warnings: Most of the warnings are on the Plot section. All the 🔞smuttiness🔞. All of it.

Chick Hicks:

You don't know what it is, about Chick- on TV, and actually in real life as well, he's repulsive. He really is. You actually came to the race in order to try and fuck Lightning... but then you met Chick, and it was all too easy, and the next thing you knew- you were crammed in the iconic green car, uncomfortable, and getting fucked unexpectedly well by the narcissistic old man, instead?

Let it be said though, that you are not the type of slut to act high and mighty, about who you fuck. And so you're quite prideful about this. Chick is an ass and disgusting, but this whole situation? Having a famous old jackass thrusting and groping you so selfishly, hidden away in just a car (Not a room, not even a stall) totally willingly and knowing you'll forever see him on TV and feel an odd combination of shame and desire burn inside you after this?

That's hot.

So you let yourself get lost in it, not holding back your moans at all and kind of hoping you get caught- that a picture of you a sweaty mess in this car with Chick's fat and hairy cock buried half inside you (With the raunchy bits blurred out, of course) ends up on Page Six. You even reach up with your hands, and pull him down by his racer's uniform to lick a stripe up his neck; Shameless.

The sound of irregularly paced slapping, your embarrassingly real whines and worst of all his terrible dirty talk fill the car and its absolutely obscene, but its perfect. Exactly what you want from him.

"You like that, don't you? Hah- such a little slut, waiting in line for a taste of famous dick. You came all this way for me, didn't you? Ha, ha. Glad to make your dreams come true, baby." He teases, probably badly but you're too close to your high to really notice.

"Oh fuck," He grunts; Your tight, young hole sucking and milking everything he has from him as he thrusts in and out with more stamina then you had previously expected.

You have to remember to give him more credit, from now on.

"Harder!" You plead, loud enough for anyone walking by the car to hear. They would know what's happening without even peering into those dark windows. "Harder, harder! Please- "

"I'm working on it, baby, hold on- " You bite down on his shoulder as he starts shoving himself in even harder, one of your hands slipping into his hair and tugging.

And ohhhhhh, fuck. Does he enjoy that, shuddering out a sigh and fuck under his breath. Who knew Chick Hick's had a pain kink?

Well, you think, a satisfied smirk slipping across your lips as your eyes fall closed, now you do-

Hades:

Everything about Hades ran hot, it was just him. His temperament, for sure, but also his skin (From the top of his head and and the tips of 10 long, spindly fingers right down to his cock- and it got even hotter when aroused), the divine blood racing through his veins... and his thick cum, too.

You loved to just sit with Hades like this; Set in his lap, like a pretty little prize bestowed upon the God, after getting fucked silly. His searing cock still wedged in your meat and forcing your nerves to stand on end for minutes after you finished.

And his seed warm comforting dripping out around him because you're just- entirely too full.

You stretch your body up to brush kisses over his shoulders, smiling when you realise how boiling his skin still is, even minutes after he finished, and glance up to his face to see how he's doing.

His hair is still flushing orange every now and then, embers flying red into the air above you before dissipating. In fact- you come to realise, watching him, that Hades fire is crackling. Like a campfire.

Giggling softly, you look down again but reach up with your arms, entangling them comfortably around his strong neck; Careful not to get burned though. A gentle mewl escapes you at the stretch, feeling pleasantly dozy and well-satisfied.

You could take a nap right here, actually, the feeling of his warmer then natural cock nestled inside you acting like a hot water bottle...

"Uh uh uh... " An ironically icy looking finger touches suddenly to the soft skin under your chin, guiding you to gaze back up at him and that smirk. A familiar, dangerous tone in his voice captures your full attentions back, far too easily. "Did I say we were done? ... No, I don't think I did." His thumb and forefinger hold your chin in place, arching your neck back to look down at you, or your mouth. "Trust me, you're gonna wanna be awake for this."

"Mhmmm," A lazy grin spreads across your face in anticipation, the soft skin of your arm gliding across his shoulder as you lean closer to his face; A little, mischievous glint in your eye as you tilt your head to the side. "But you do all the work, because you're making me sleepy~ "

He grins back, a warm and prideful tone to it as he looks fondly at you. "No problem doll... " His hands, almost hot enough to brand you if he needed to - which you both know he doesn't, - fall down to your thighs, spread wide across his ample lap causing you to let out a little whimper, and he grips them like they're his- before his lips appear by your ear, and under his breath Hades whispers; "Lets see if we can fuck sense back into you for once, huh mortal?"

A shudder escapes you involuntarily just before his toasty lips connect to yours once again and a hot tongue re-enters and warms your mouth.

Jafar:

Why you let him treat you like this, you have no clue. Its pathetic- You're stronger then this. Better then this.

"Oh... And what might you be doing in here, Y/N... ?" Jafar asks, shifting swiftly from surprised to indecently pleased as easily as a chameleon switches patturns- almost without even thinking about it. Because being fake is as natural as breathing, for Jafar. His eyes slip from you on his bed to the perimeter of his private chambers. "In my room... "

But you hand yourself over entirely- you do things that are ridiculously obscene, for him. With him. And why...?

"Close the door." You demand, almost hissing. You don't want anyone to know you're here, to know what you're doing with him of all people- And he's just standing in the open doorway like he's not too bothered either way. Its infuriating and terrifying at the same time, and he just looks amusedly to you for a moment despite the urgency in your tone, thinking how cute your- demanding things of him, - and you get the picture and give in, hesitently. "Please."

"As you wish, my dear... "

And the door latches closed behind him. Your heart thumps so loudly inside your chest that you can hear it in your ears as his cat-like gaze flickers over your body in its entirety- stopping not-at-all subtly over things he certainly shouldn't gawk at so openly.

Shameless, you think, as his tall figure towers over you.

You have no logical rational to offer for it. He's not particularly smooth, he isn't insanely sexy, and he certainly has no redeemable features that you've discovered as of so far.

"Now my dear... I can determine myself why you would turn up here so desperately... But I'll take it from here~ " He sets his staff down carefully against the wall before turning his poisonous gaze back on you, a smirk slipping across his disgusting mouth. "Why are you still clothed?"

You gape. "What kind of question- "

"Unless you desire only the flavour of my snake tonight, which I assure you I would be perfectly happy to provide to you, I suggest you get to your feet and bare yourself for me. Now."

You have nothing except how your heartbeat picks up in speed when his eyes zero in on you when he knows you want him to do things to you, and how the foul way he talks to you can make you deliciously slick in point 7 seconds.

You're throbbing already at the degrading way he talks to you, how what he says makes you want to report him but the way he says it keeps you there.

So you stand.

First goes your lower clothing, hooking your thumbs between your skin and the waist band and peeling it down to the ground before stepping out. You cant help glancing at Jafar before even picking at your upper clothing, and your heart drops at the sight of his vile gaze consuming your genitalia like he's a starving man- even when you just fucked eachother this time yesterday.

Taking a deep breath, you do away with the last bit of your outfit, and he takes his time from then on. He doesn't even touch you for a few minutes, just letting you stand there feeling stupid and cold and absurdly wet. Your face is stony but every other biological response screams for him to do things to you. Please. Hurry up already.

Whatever he wants.

He's a pig, who genuinely believes that women should be silent, that their mouths are for nothing but assurances and a mans pleasure. A narcissist, who thinks he's above everyone else- including the Sultan, and you. And he's cruel. The disgusting man really has no seemingly rectifiable features.

And yet-

When his hands finally get to you, theirs no foreplay. Jafar goes straight to last base, long fingers slipping up easily into your soaking whole and rubbing in there, exploring in there- and you let out a needy moan, hands grasping for purchase at the fabric encasing his sides.

His other hand glides too-gently, creepily, snake-like in fact... down your side. From your back, to down your ribs, to your hip where he teases like he's going to stop and touch around the back, before continuing down your leg and drumming his fingers against your skin as low as he can go without adjusting his height.

Your eyes slip up to his, hatred and disgust glazed over by want, and a nasty grin spreads across his face. "Up, my dear." He says gently, like there is anything between the two of you apart from carnal desire.

You obey, lifting your leg so he can hook it over his hip and spread your hole open wider for his greedy taking- digging in deeper with his fingers - one, two, three, - , before leaning down and smothering your lips with his in a kiss that's full of far too much tongue, and far too much intimacy.

The fact that its unbelievably sexy, just makes you hate yourself.

-You cant help needing him.

Ursula:

"You know, darling... " The sea witch starts, her gaze affectionately on your bare, lower privates as she floats closer to the rocky edge of land, where you sit with your legs spread for her. "I've never done this with a human, before... " She trails off chuckling, as if its such a weird idea that she's even surprised she's doing it. A thick finger finds your entrance and gives a shallow, experimental thrust, and she bites her painted bottom lip excitedly when its wet and curiously squishy, and you buck up into her touch. "Doesn't that make you feel special?"

"Uh-Uh... " Sure. "But do you know what to do?" You're already totally turned on, but you're more then happy to give her a helping hand if she doesn't know what to do with... this, kind of, genitalia. It'd be hot.

Her finger goes in again, rubbing up and down before emerging a second time, causing you to curse and throw your head back. Maybe she's already got it figured out, actually. "Oh," Her voice goes darker and huskier, undeniably aroused by all this, herself. "I think I can work it out. You just lay back and look pretty."

"O-okay... " Oh god, you cant help but think as you do as she says, looking up at the evening sky. Ursula is going to wreck you.

And you are so going to let her.

As you focus on the clouds moving ever-so-slowly above you both, the sunset's pinks and oranges lighting them up, Ursula all but devours the oddly sexy thing in front of her, with her beedy eyes. Its like nothing she's ever brought to orgasm before, and surely other mercreatures would consider her a freak for wanting to put her mouth on it, but really- who cares what they think? More of you for her~

To start off, she decides to continue doing what seemed to pleasure you already; Pushing her finger inside the slick whole and stroking the walls inside, setting a sensual pace that seems to get her pet's delicate thighs shaking, in no time. And oh god, does she like that.

"Hmmm," Ursula hums, wondering as she touches you. How would you react to something... bigger...

Before you realise what's happening, something wet and slimy wanders into you, a fatter, squishier appendage stuffing itself gently into you and a wanton moan escapes you at the full, plush feeling; Hips raising to get more of it. "Ahhhhh~ " More more more-

You recognise that its a tentacle and you're basically now a hentai model, but what do you care- its unbelievably hot, and it fills you way better then any measly dick could. Ursula is going to yank an orgasm from you in no time and you cant wait.

Ursula chuckles, watching her tentacle disappear into that curious, tight little hole and getting mesmerised by it. She loves how your hips desperately roll, wanting more and more and more, wanting the tip deep inside you- and she gives it to you. Pushing deep inside, until she finds a block.

Then she pulls out, before thrusting her entirety right back into you at top speed, making you see white for a fucking second. "Oh my god!- "

They are just the perfect little toy, Ursula thinks, chewing on her bottom lip at the obscene sight of her tentacle shoving into the tiny, unfamiliar space.

When you come you come hard, oozing cum around the appendage and letting it slip onto the rocks beneath you- especially when Ursula takes herself out of you again. She watches the creamy fluid drop out of you, glancing at the rest of your body to see an adorable look of peace washing over you, before a mischievous smirk slips across her lips.

"I wonder if you taste as spectacular as you felt, darling?"

You're just trying to breath, coming down from your high, so you're slow on the uptake but get the picture when something humid comes down on you.

Ursula takes you entirely in her mouth, not caring to take it slow on herself, and gets a good taste of you for the first time.

And certainly not the last.

[bookwyrminspiration]

Idk if you noticed already, but I organized the tags and shattered upside down is now the fic with the most words in the Kotlc tag. While Keeper is a pretty small fandom, with 153k words published that is still incredibly impressive. Depending on how long the story lasts, you might be able to hedge out Passerine. /gen

(And I mean this in a purely astonished way! The fact that you were able to create a long lasting fic that’s over 100k is insane to me!)

I was vaguely aware that it was going to be the longest fic on ao3 soon, I guess I wasn't paying attention to when exactly it happened!!

And thank you!! I honestly loose track of the word count a lot because I'm several thousand words ahead of what is published, so to me the published word count isn't as important as the written word count (which is how I didn't realize it now has the most words, apparently!). Actually now I'm curious I don't actually know what the written word count is atm. Okay just checked and it's at about 165-166k words right now. That's a lot of words! That's about the same length as The Shining by Stephen King (I haven't read it so that means nothing to me but!! that's a comparison!! apparently it's like 450 pages oh wow) Wait hang on I think it's longer than Nightfall--

Also I have to admit I do not know what/who Passerine is. I have...no context for that and don't know what it would take to "hedge out Passerine," but I do know the story will last a while longer! Somehow, I still have a lot more story to tell, I just hope I can figure out how to make it all sound nice. My goal is to finish the au before book 9 comes out, which is November 8th, and i have no idea if that's a goal that'll be really easy to achieve and I'll be done months in advance, or if I'll be scrambling release week trying to get through everything. I should probably update my notes on the story, given that my original plans focused almost entirely on like the first five chapters and I've been just winging it with a general conclusion in mind for months.

once again, thank you!! I did not expect the fic to grow as long as it has, it kinda snuck up with me. I didn't have a final word count goal, but I was comparing it to other fics in the fandom and wondering if I could match that and then...it kinda...just kept going. Honestly I personally find the regular uploading to be more impressive than the length. Like?? I have posted a chapter of the wings au every two weeks since I started on May 7th, 2021. it got a little close in December where I wasn't sure if I'd be able to post being across the country visiting my grandma in hospice, and then the chapter I'm posting this weekend I wasn't sure I'd be able to! I mixed up my days and realized that I was supposed to have it finished by the 14th in order to stay on my preferred schedule, and it was the 14th and I. was several thousand words behind. But! I wrote the entire chapter in like 2 days (though I'm thinking of adding a few scenes now that I look back on it) and am back on track!!

I'm getting distracted but essentially: thank you!! this is really cool to me and I hope to continue to write the wings au and keep it interesting until the story decides it wants to end, but I've still got several mysteries and plot things to get through before that. But wow!! That's a lot of words!!

[littlemissinkdrinker]

Things I finished this week:

-No Paths are Bound: I loved everything about this book and this series. I know the next book in the series is angsty so I'm taking a break to finish reading the Chrestomanci series before I tackle White Clothed Calamity.

-The Magicians of Caprona: this was fun and enjoyable. I always love it when Jones introduces new ways for characters to be powerful magical users, it's never the same "oh they just find magic super easy to do". It's a nice break off from the normal route authors take.

-Mixed Magics: A series of short stories in the Chrestomanci arc. I enjoyed all of them as they explored different aspects of the world. Some I did enjoy more than others, but that's just the way with short stories, and stories in general, isn't it?

-Conrad's Fate: This is my favorite installment of the Chrestomanci series. There is something about it that reminds me of Howl's Moving Castle (in a good way) and I just loved every inch of it. The twisty turvy magic, the convoluted plot, Conrad himself, and all everything moves you along until the end where it all makes sense and falls together.

Things I started this week:

-Pinhoe's Egg and it's the last book in the Chrestomanci series. This one I haven't read before and so far, it's interesting. Like usual for most of the series, we haven't actually met Chrestomanci in story yet, but he is very much present off screen.

Plans for this week:

-I want to finish Pinhoe's Egg: it's the longest in the Chrestomanci series, but like most DWJ's books, it's been proving to be a quick read so far.

-I want to start The Haunting (by Raymond M Hall) and get at least 5% into it.

-I want to start White Clothed Calamity, but that is strictly not allowed until after Pinhoe's Egg, because otherwise I'll just be reading this book all week instead of anything else.

All in all, that means I have about 450 pages to read this week, which should be doable IF I don't start the upgrade training at work I was supposed to start in December this week.

Reading Progress

I’m at 80% in No Paths Are Bound - this past week saw me tired from stress and lack of sleep, so I couldn’t read a whole lot of TGCF, turning to lighter things to read.

I started The Magicians of Caprona, and enjoying that as a fun side read - after I finished this, then it’s off to read the Stealer of Souls, before tackling Conrad’s Fate.

I started and finish two other books:  Revenge of the Baby-Sat (a Calvin and Hobbes book) and Monsters: Dark Horror Erotica. Revenge of the Baby-Sat was delightful and fun while Monsters: Dark Horror Erotica was bland and underwhelming. Oh well!

Goals for this upcoming week is to finish No Paths are Bound and get to the 50% mark in Magicians of Caprona (I’m at 18% currently).