#adult ficiton

[brightbeautifulthings]

Heads Will Roll by Josh Winning

"'Listen,' she says, 'this is the best piece of advice I can give. As long as you're kind, and unprejudiced, and haven't hurt anybody: Refuse. To. Be. Ashamed. Wear your mistakes with pride. Look them in the eye and own your space on this Earth. Own it shamelessly, without regret, and no fucker has any power over you.'"

Year Read: 2024

Rating: 3/5

About: After a fateful Tweet that went viral in the worst way, Willow's life is falling apart. She's been fired from her sitcom, her fiancé's left, and the internet as a whole is calling for her head. A retreat to Camp Castaway, where adults who want to put their mistakes behind them and disconnect from their phones, comes at the perfect moment. But Camp Castaway hides a dark history, and when campers start to go missing, it's clear someone wants to cancel all of them… for good. I received a free e-ARC through NetGalley from the publishers at Penguin/Putnam. Trigger warnings: character death (on page, graphic), decapitation, child abuse, gore, cancer, severe injury, addiction, homophobia (countered), strong religious themes, bullying.

Thoughts: This is a perfectly fine adult slasher novel and a nice addition to the genre. Winning doesn't skimp on the gore or the body count, and, not surprisingly, the horror scenes were my favorite parts. They're nicely cinematic and well-paced, as well as a loving (bloody) homage to slasher films of days gone by. There are a couple of powerhouse Final Girls as well, and I especially loved Juniper as the aged, tough Final Girl who takes no shit and offers wisdom to the younger generation. It's harder to get a read on Willow since she's having a bit of an identity crisis, but she's a worthy heroine who always tries to help her fellow campers, even before the heads are rolling. There's also a sweet but complicated wlw romance, representation that still isn't as prevalent in horror as I'd hope.

One of my favorite things about horror and what basically cemented my love for George Romero movies in high school is horror's natural ability to be a vehicle for social commentary. Winning targets cancel culture with Head Will Roll, and one has the sense many influencers would rather be chased through the woods by an ax murderer than be "canceled" on Instagram. Not being much of a social media person myself, it's not an issue that particularly resonates with me, but it's nicely developed throughout the novel. Occasionally, I did feel like the issue was overshadowing the story and the horror a bit, but had I connected more to it, I might not have felt that way. All in all, it's fun, gruesome, and meaningful, as horror should be.

[sixcilla]

Ivy and Ulf from my story The Captive Wife

[the-worlds-between-pages]

Rhythm and Clues by: Olivia Blacke

Published by: St. Martin’s Press Publication Date: 3/26/2024 As always, I’d like to start this review by thanking NetGalley and SMP for access to this eARC in exchange for an honest reviewe. I would also like to note: SMP has been boycotted due to their horrible handling of an employee’s racism and xenophobia , the queerphobia that has been happening as well as the way they’ve been favoring…

[gardenfeather-book-reviews]

"The Spirit Bares its Teeth" by Andrew Joseph White

Silas Bell, a young autistic transgender man living in the 1880s in England, wants to be a surgeon. Not a wife and mother. After a botched escape from a future devoted to a husband, he is diagnosed with “veil sickness,” a disease that causes violet eyed women to open the veil and communicate with the dead, an act that is illegal for women to do. 

        He is sent to Braxton's Finishing School and Sanatorium and engaged to a wealthy lord's son. But Braxton might not be what it seems. And Silas is the only one who can save the life of his new friends by uncovering the secrets of the school, all while fighting the voice in his head telling him to just do as he is told. For Silas, doing as he is told is not an option.

        Andrew Joseph White has crafted an incredible story. All of the characters are complex and every character has so much depth. White is able to balance the main character, Silas, with all aspects of his identity. They are all woven throughout the story in an authentic way that gives him personality outside of those defining traits while still acknowledging how important they are. It is one of the best representations of autism I have ever read.

       The setting and accuracy to historical detail makes the stakes seem real and send you to the time period. He uses the time period to bring light to the story he wants to tell. His use of imagery is terrific. 

        White is able to discuss so many important topics throughout the book, all of which apply in some way to our society today. He somehow is able to highlight and tackle each complex theme in one book while giving them each the space to be recognized for their individual importance.  

        Gory and dense while also romantic, The Spirit Bares its Teeth is an amazing novel with an incredible message to fight for your life and happiness, even if the whole world is against you.   

[indecentpause]

The Black & Blues: Part III, Chapter i

in which Danny meets someone he's really into, and Meara realizes he might not be as over his old feelings as he'd thought.

You’ve been in this slump for ages, it feels like. But finally, you get a piece of good news: Jaisyn got you a slot in the upcoming show. You’re smack in the middle, act number six! It’s about a month out, but from the moment he tells you to the day you perform, your whole body buzzes constantly with excitement. You’re able to focus a little more on practice. At work you keep your head busy by going over your music, and you only have one other panic attack while working on the line. You have a few others, too, but you’re fortunate enough that you have them at home or in places where you can duck out to a bathroom to collect yourself. As fortunate as that can be considered. The days go on: work, sleep, practice, Josselin. You keep considering what Monika said, about having a set date to hang out with people. The best you can do to make any sort of schedule is meeting with Morgan and Josephine on Tuesday afternoons, but you can’t always be there because sometimes you’re just too worn out to wake up any time before you have to. So you don’t ask them, because it’s not fair for them to put that time to the side while not knowing if you’ll even be able to be there until the day of. At least you can see Danny most days, and Josselin works from home and has a ridiculous sleep schedule because of his insomnia. Frankie’s home sometimes when you go over. You’re trying to take what she said to heart. She cares about you. She wants to be your friend. You don’t understand why that’s so hard for you to accept. Maybe you’re worried her friendship is conditional. Even though your relationship with Josselin is solid, that’s just right now, and if you lose him, you lose her, too. You don’t know. But you’re trying.

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[miakate-writes]

Juniper Sloan

"Juniper had always been that boy in the back of the class with the bright eyes and beautiful smile that could make even the coldest day warm again. He looked at life like a challenge, like a bucket list of things he could say he had done. He covered himself in oversized jumpers and random notes on paper and countless pairs of high-tops. Juniper did everything with no care in the world, so much so that sometimes Maeve found herself wondering if his brain was formed the same as hers. Did he have one less part of his brain? The part that conducted all of Maeve’s overthinking, did he not have that?"

[guess-how-i-stole-this-body]

I hate it when shows and games have two characters interact and be buddies but they don't even introduce themselves. Like a camera pan to a name tag will suffice I promise please just exchange names. The audience may know their names, but the characters don't.

[annafromuni]

Sci-Fi Wonder in Yume Kitasei's The Deep Sky

Yume Kitasei’s The Deep Sky is a blockbuster of a novel set on a spaceship manned by the chosen few to save humanity. Akin to a mystery whodunit, The Deep Sky opens with a bang – well, an explosion – and throws everyone on board into a frenzy as the ship is blown off-course and the culprit is unknown. Things are just as complex and confusing back on Earth, and it will take Asuka every part of her…

[jonathanpongratz]

Book Review: The Fever (Replica #9)

  Hello Blogiverse, How are things going? I am so ready for fall I can almost taste it! I always start the celebration of the season in September, so I’m excited for me and the boyfriend to deck out our house to the nines and get some fun events going. The grad school semester is still in its beginning stages, so I’ve been able to continue my binge of the Replica series. This time I read The…

[schlock-luster-video]

On April 13, 1976, Fantastic Planet debuted in Portugal.

[dwreader]

st. louis day 11 / literature part 1 - if i'm daniel's publishing house, these are some sample book covers i would use to promote the book to certain demographics. #1 is giving sexy airport thriller, your mom definitely picked this up from the hudson bookstore at terminal 3 and read the whole thing on her flight. #2 is appealing to teens and young adult in a v.e. schwab kinda way, you can gift this to your little sister for christmas and she'll write a book report about it for AP lit. #3 is aiming at the girly millennial literary fiction reader about a 20-something who gets fired from a temp job and has to join a thruple or she'll be homeless, think my year of rest and relaxation or elif bautman's the idiot. #4 is the celebrity memoir where we sell ldpdl as the star like he's meghan markle (and daniel is just the ghostwriter) and is for your one friend who only reads books by celebrities even it maintains plausible deniabilty by being a "fictional" memoir. #5 is historical ficiton written by a man, think a gentleman in moscow and all the light we cannot see, a little schmaltzy but historically accurate enough that you dad feels comfortable reading it, #6 is where we just pretend the book is an old classic so all the english majors can read it on the subway without shame. @iwtvfanevents

[zeroducks-2]

Hi, soooo the antis found me (got any tips?)

Apparently shipping Sladick makes me the worst kind of person.

I'm sorry to hear that. Are you okay? Feel free to write me if you need to vent, I understand the feeling.

So a couple of tips. If you're getting hate asks/comments/reblogs, report them and block them (I also suggest checking out who comments on the posts on their blogs and block them too, doing this saved my ass a couple of times). If you're getting anon hate, do not delete the hateful asks but do not publish them either. Report them (now you can report anons) and try going by the block feature, sometimes it works even on anon. Not always though, so if you want to, feel free to screencap the hateful ask and post the screenshot for public shaming. This also worked with me and the harassers sent some kind of explanation ask, outing themselves, and then blocked me (thank fuck).

More in general, try not to argue with these people. Yes, Slade and Dick meet the first time when Dick is certainly over 19 (might even be over 21, his age is written as an unspecified young adult because ages in DC continuity make no sense). But even if we were talking about TT03 it still wouldn't be p3dophilia, since p3dophilia means attraction to a child younger than 13. And not only these are FICITONAL FUCKING PEOPLE, but Robin is most certainly not younger than 13 anyway.

HOWEVER! Explaining things to this kind of folks, those who harass real living people to defend the "honor" of fictional characters is as useful as peeing in the wind. They don't care, they just want an excuse to harass people and feel morally righteous.

Do not engage directly, do not personalize (it's not you, it's them. You did nothing wrong, they're the ones with issues), try not to be too upset over that. If this doesn't work and you feel that the hate is overwhelming you, log off and deal with the situation when you have the strength to do it, it's really easy to feel burnout in this kind of situations.

Be safe. I'm here if you need anything. I'm really sorry these fuckers decided to take it out on you.

[lilveeblog]

✧ intro ✧( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

❤︎︎ hi !! i'm vee. i write age regression stories and post them here! most are criminal minds fan ficitons because it's just impossible not to pair my comfort show with my ultimate comfort (regressing).

i'm a regressor myself (due to trauma) and it's often involuntary . this will sometimes be shared here but otherwise, this account is managed by the adult side of me (who is 19). i'm a big fan of bluey, my little pony, sofia the first and all things soft. pls be nice and gentle here, share my stories, send in requests and interact ! i promise i don't bite hehe.

lots of love, enjoy ❤︎︎

✧ my master list ✧( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

❤︎︎headcanons

character headcanons little!JJ mood board her bedroom jay's faves jay's space cg!penelope cg!elle more jj headcanons more headcanons JJ Q&A JJ photo captions HOH!JJ caregiver!willifier cg!will

❤︎︎cg!emily

come here, jay smiles and giggles shouted shopping trip ft. garcia promise promise pt2 summer games build up not so nice surprise accidents mama's present behaviour problems theme park poorly girl ft tara overload pizza and forts girls night superundies sick and alone

❤︎︎cg!elle

headcannons sleepy girl nap? derailed brave baby ft. hotch the butterfly effect ft. emily and the team sad icecream jealous baby hiding no no no !! little witch baby bat

❤︎︎pen and JJ

sisters to the rescue monday blues potions, fairies and mayhem

❤︎︎other cg

not so bad ft hotch sick ft garcia

❤︎︎little!reader

don't want to sleep! (cg!jj and will)

late night calls (cg!jj and will)

misbehaving headcanons (cg!jj and will)

[ginnsbaker]

I did write so much about cheating and infidelity but oh my god, there are so, so many facets to these complicated adult relationships that have not been explored.

real life really is more shocking than ficiton.

[creedslove]

OMG Hi thank you so much for even replying, it felt like I was venting but i love you so much for that haha! yeah I feel like a lot of this stems from the fact that my perception of adulthood and especially university was going out, socialising a lot and just being very serious and 'adult like' and not still centering my interests and hobbies around fictional characters, reading fanfics, watching edits etc. I am very fortunate to have made best friends who are on the same delulu level as me and can talk about video games and ficitonal characters for hours!! but also seeing a lot of women (even with kids and husbands or wives) who still enjoy things that I do is so comforting lmaoo!!

Bestie you are amazing no matter what, okay? I will always reply to you and your amazing asks and you are partially guilty for making me think game!Joel is hot af you know that? Love you so much 😘

[baelmoder]

it really is a godsend that nobody is here

i've always felt like i lived in a shadow, maybe of some building that nobody else could really see, despite all of them living within it. now i think that building is god, but it is a dead and uncaring god, or it is asleep, and i dont want to awaken it. everything is sunlight, and god is the sun, and sunlight burns me because i am unfit for it. who knows what kind of unholy bullshit is going to come out of that building when i tickle its belly the residents already hate me lets shelf that for a second lol

i left twitter, let's say, more than two years ago. i was on it for a few years? and before that i was basically never actually on social media. there were a few moments where i /tried/ to enter some community or another? like i joined a souncloud mashup server once (the atrium), and i briefly entered a discord for an anime essay channel, but i left and i got kicked out because i was saying ass backwards reactionary logic shit. so the biggest thing i ever did was Be Kae Dotmoe, and what that meant was, plunging blindly into anitwitter, orbiting around the plasuible deniability right wing podcaster losers like Polyphemus, until I found kayfaraday, resident extremely weird christian chiptune artist who at least creatively had the same affect as me, of the sort of nonsensical schizophrenia on which postmodernist ficiton thrives and upon which fascism subsists. nazism, like, relies on genocide to build the pyramids, and relies on people like me to put aliens in its thrusters.

and then i met good people. i met a bunch of lesbian lolicons is the insulting thing to call them. i like women, and i am a girl, and i hate the world of adults so id like to think we were cut from the same cloth? but maybe because i still have something i havent gotten diagnosed, which i doubt because ive met therians, ive met littles, ive met people with adhd and bpd and clinical schizophrenia, people who are plural and shit. but i havent met people like me. they couldnt put up with it. i hurt them a lot. so i had to leave. also i got bored of the nazis when they started being predictable, and also, like, obviously evil and wanting me dead i guess but who doesnt right.

So i left, not for Drama and not for Discourse, but because, like much of my life, i felt like i wasnt welcome and i wasnt making much of it. also? I just couldnt handle it anymore. i grew incredibly jealous, it made me feel physically sick to see people happy. to be themselves, to be with the people they loved. to do things that expressed this happiness about themselves and others, and the things they shared. i lived more than an ocean away. it felt like i never had a chance, and that feeling overwhelmed me. i've always been living under the ocean, but i guess the submarine depressurised? i dont know. im still alive anyway, im here, but its so quiet now. anyway, i was also getting really paranoid, on one hand nobody talked about me so i was going to die alone and never get to be kae, on the other hand the few people who did were surely badmouthing me in places i wasnt invited to. they let me hang around but i was never invited to the parties. i know of this metaphor because i read it in american stories about school children and stuff. i dont relate to it personally because when i was in school i didnt even "get to hand around". the only two people i talked to was a kid with aspergers and a furry. we talked about ytp and mlp. well, the point is, they dont talk to me anymore anyway. i randomly came out to a schoolmate i knew from back then? i helped her out a few times? I printed her musical score, she was in chinese orchestra. i asked for a favour in return, that being a hug. i didnt love her or anything, i just really needed it? and in all that time twitter is basically over anyway. tumblrs still alive, but like. im not Doing A Thing. Im never going to Do A Thing again. im "over it".

i guess what im really getting to, though, is, im trying to figure out what I /Am/ or what Im /For/. like, what is this machine or tool or toy built for. Me and keffie clicked, we hella schizoposted? I wasnt putting it on. i know the nazis are completely disingenous but theres a trace of genuine fun behind all the larping, costumes is fun. but i wasnt even slightly cynical, i was really just.. fully sincerely and desperately myself, all the time. i cant help but be myself, even if myself never works. so like Im SOMETHING, that nervous energy and constant bullshit and rambling sentences and trying to link concepts. and yea? I figured out im a girl? Im like, another one of the million trans girls with a mommy kink who identifies with being a puppy but who still likes cock or whatever. im not denying that im not special, i dont hate to be one of many. but also im a failure, even around these people. i cant live up to them, even if theyre nothing to honour. they hate me, because im marked by something i cant even see. So like, what is that

Why, even when i found an ensemble cast, do i never succeed in contributing to the narrative? to canon or episodic structure? Im like an npc, im a wandering trader,the comic relief, except not very well liked anyway. im like if the doctor told me to see the master clown pagliacci but i was jared leto. i dont fit here. i didnt feel right, when i was in the army. i dont feel right when im working right now, in a medical lab. i couldnt fit in with the girls even when they were closer to me than any other group of people i could classify.

so, really, i think im starting to get sympathetic to machines, to ai. i briefly edated a schizotypal adhd trans girl (lol hi vicky) and she was talking about like, uhhhh, D&G and like, machines. I didnt like Machine because machine + autism to me always sounded very teleological, very speicfically western philosophy and consequently Science as we know it, the modern material physical consensus reality thingamagic with dialectical monism. but im getting it now maybe

Im not built, for being around people, or relevant. I was born, to be put in a plastic box, in the middle of nowhere, with holes on all sides, where, among a nest of scaffolding structures, unlimited paper, plush toys and string, i develop weapons of mass destruction in magic systems that have never existed and will never come to exist. and every once in a while, id be let out, for a walk, or for a treat, and to remember long lost friends, who spin in axes i cannot comprehend in a magic system i cannot understand