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[joncronshawauthor]

Top 10 Underrated Epic Fantasy Novels You Need to Read

Epic fantasy often brings to mind the titans of the genre: Tolkien, Martin, and Sanderson. However, there exists a treasure trove of lesser-known gems that deserve your attention. Here are ten underrated epic fantasy novels and series that you absolutely need to read. Chronicles of Prydain by Lloyd Alexander Move over, Middle-earth. Lloyd Alexander’s Prydain series offers a rich tapestry of…

[kodieshmodie]

Barret Wallace studies because I love him, and there is not nearly enough fanart of him.

I will fix that for you, king. 😮‍💨💖💖

[oddmediaforall101]

Vol.2 of mashing all my bbgs into one post

After a “long” while of my last post I decided to finally get around to putting peoples requests and recommendations of their fav priests into the format. Keep in mind I don’t know who most of these characters are and I mainly put them in here because they were requested and matched up to the descriptions. Id be lying if I said it wasn’t impossible to squeeze them all into one thing. Thank you all for showing off your deranged priest bbgs!

[doublel27]

P’Jojo: Let me tell you about all the realities of gay life that exist in Thai BL and how we used to make that reality apparent when BL was just gay for you high school stories.

Also P’Jojo: The Heart Killers doesn’t show the reality of gay life, just the fantasy of gay life.

[pennumbra]

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[mishy-mashy]

Got my hands on a Ultra Analysis BNHA book from a library

Some points I liked (I focused more on 1B since they don't get a lot of attention)

1B once had a Tetsutetsu BBQ. They heated him up and cooked food on him. He proceeds to ruin it when he declares his sweat is the salt to their food

Yui is canonically the prettiest first-year

Mineta has no sex appeal at all, but he thinks being a hero will make him lucky

Class B does respect Monoma. He's sharp-minded, witty, and has a way with words

Monoma sometimes wanders into 1A's dorm just to throw down a mean speech, and heads back to 1B

Juzo probably isn't helping Monoma's confrontations with 1A, since he just always asks him why he can't say it to their faces whenever Monoma complains about them

Shiozaki tries to be polite even in a fight

Pony hosts anime parties, so 1B knows a lot about anime. Vice-versa, they teach her Japanese, and everything nasty is Monoma's fault

Tokage was a gyaru

Tsuburuaba, Kaibara, and Kuroiro get worked up whenever they talk about girls

Manga likes Kenranzaki

Awase's family runs a small factory. He also restrains Monoma whenever Kendo isn't available

1B likes hearing Rin say "Aiyah", so he does it for them

Kamakiri is obsessed with cutting into things

Class B's play was really successful

Tamaki is scared of Kirishima's energy

1C was planning a send-off party for Shinsou for his upcoming hero transfer. They didn't doubt he would make it, ever since the Sports Festival

Shishikura (meatball Shiketsu boy) might've chosen Shiketsu because he likes the uniform's hat

Nakagame and Yo are dating

Tsuyu's family gets to spend a lot of time together now, since their parents' busy jobs have calmed down

Tsubasa (devil wing kid in Midoriya's memories) suspiciously lost touch with Midoriya and Bakugo in middle school (his Wiki page confirms Garaki - his grandfather - turned him into a Nomu)

Torino likes goofy gags. This rubs off on All Might (ex. when Midoriya thought he died when Torino fell with ketchup. People don't know whether to laugh or be concerned)

Nighteye has yellow streaks in his hair as a homage to All Might

Nezu likes worming into tight, dark places, so he likes Aizawa's scarf. They went into detail, describing why Nezu likes it, such as material to crawling in, etc.

Recovery Girl has to travel around Japan regularly to help people with her Quirk (as in, she uses her Quirk to help them. Healing Quirks are SO rare)

Hojo, Tabe, and Sestuno are kept in the same jail, so at least they're not separated

[rauhallinen-hauki]

90s badass video game low poly people still in love

[cant-say-tomorrow-day]

do you see the vision?

[dawntrailing]

"Can you help me with something? The meeting will make Hermes sad. I want to cheer him up with a flower. Hermes likes flowers the most of all the creations in Elpis. Most creations are expected to be interesting, or beautiful, or strong, better in some way. But flowers are different. They're designed to suit our emotions. What we feel and want to convey. Hermes likes that. I can't make flowers, so I'll search for one, and I want you to search with me." "Ooh, Elpis flowers! They're here, too! Hermes likes and dislikes them at the same time. Like me, they're entelechies. Like me, they feel his pain and turn dark. That's only for Hermes, though. For others, they're always white and bright." "Truly!? The flower was dark in your home!? Then… do you have it too? A dark emotion?"

[cleabellanov]

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[joncronshawauthor]

Top 10 Epic Fantasy Series of All Time

Fantasy readers, gather round and dust off your tattered cloaks, because today we delve into the greatest epic fantasy series that have ever graced the shelves of our libraries, bookstores, and undoubtedly your overburdened e-readers. These series are not only complete but also iconic in the realms of magic, heroism, and occasionally, more bloodshed than a dragon’s dinner party. The Lord of the…

[escespace]

WHAT MORE CAN I ASK FOR? THIS IS A WONDER! MORE THAN THAT IT HAS BEEN PURE FACT!

There are so many fics that pose situations that could very well be canon because that's how amazing fic writers are. And this story manages to go beyond that! Not only could this have been canon, but it even fills in gaps.

It's not one of those reads that you can read in one sitting, but the change is welcome this time. I've had to take breaks and breathe to digest fragment by fragment. Many truths are said, and even if we know them or agree with them, they still leave food for thought.

The narration has been divine, easy to follow given how direct it is, it doesn't go too far to be lyrical but rather takes you by the hand along a path that, although familiar, has not been traveled for a long time.

Arthur is his best version, I admit, he is the man who I would not hesitate to say is the king of the once and future. This would be the Arthur we should have been given for the last few seasons if he hadn't gone through so much trauma. (The one in this fic is also very traumatized, but he retains the growth that his arc foreshadows.)

Merlin is a secondary character and yet I LOoooooVE that he was the best of his facets. The playful one that Arthur knows and the solemn one that has seen more than most souls see. They stole that from him in favor of a plot that they repeated from episode one to the end, without understanding that at some point he had the right and deserved to converge to everything that makes him who he is and not just parts scattered between one life and the secret other.

The dialogues are not tiring at all. One would say that reading something that one already knows by heart would bore one, but the author of this fic manages to prevent that from happening, keeping everything as if it were a fairy tale For adults, fascinating but sober. What a great balance to achieve that!

And the little details like physical contact or gestures that speak loudly to each other because there is no one who knows them better. Brilliant.

Lancelot my man as always the most perfect

The relationship analogy with Gwen. Well. I don't even know how to express how satisfying it was to have someone put into words what I sensed as well. The part where he says he would love her like a husband loves To his wife, but Merlin is something else. BRILLIANT!!!

I don't know how to get over this story now. I would read the whole rest of the golden age with this Merlin and Arthur being Fair rulers and in love and I would be happy.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Merlin (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin) Characters: Merlin (Arthurian), Arthur Pendragon Summary:

When Arthur notices the scars on Merlin, he sets off to find out why a servant of all people has such marks and discovers that Merlin might not be all that he seems.

[pharawee]

So. The Hell Guard pilot. It's incredibly cheesy and kind of nondescript (except for the over-the-top fantasy elements).

But. The Chains of Heart pilot had a way cheaper and cheesier feel than the series too. Plus, this already has lots of sponsors and an announcement for 2025. I like the novel and I like the cast and I like over-the-top genre shows so count me in. 🤡

[lavendermunson]

enchanted II | knight!eddie munson x princess!reader

summary Eddie takes you to the ball, you two share a nice moment until the magic ends with the reminder of your marriage. Could Eddie help you get out of this one?

tags +18, afab!reader, perv!eddie, mentions of jason craver sorry, best friends to lovers kind of relationship, mentions of food. no use of y/n. i tried to be as inclusive as possible so i didn’t mention anything about the reader’s, no skin color, no hair color, no body type. this chapter is just pure fluff.

a/n dance scene inspired by little women by greta gerwig, if you know you know. reader’s mom’s name thoughts

wc 3.3k

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A lot of times your dreams were centered around Eddie, not in a sexual way because you haven’t seen him in a while. Nearly nine years have passed and you wonder how he looks now, did he keep the buzz cut? did he let a beard grow? a mustache maybe? Your mind always tried to picture a 19-year-old Eddie but you were never satisfied.

Since the moment you saw him through that door, your tummy finally felt those little butterflies your mom loved to talk about.

"Mom? Can I ask you a question?"

You were turning 15, and since that night no one stopped talking about the wedding of their princess and Jason Craver.

"Yes, darling" she looked at you.

"How do you know you like someone… romantically?"

"Well… when your father and i met it was love at first sight" she laughed "My body was filled with these butterflies, right here in my stomach" she placed a hand over her body and looked at the ceiling, trying to re-play the moment in her head.

"So you fell in love the moment you saw him?”

"No" The queen took her crown off and placed it on your lap, your fingers began to play with the small diamonds in it.

"Then?"

"That is when you like someone when you think they are pretty. Falling in love takes time, it is complicated. " she placed one hand on your shoulder "When you are in love the butterflies stop and a wave of love comes at you with this feeling of… security. You start to feel comfortable and loved"

You try to remember her words, she must be right… First of all, she is your mom. Second of all, she is older and has been through things you haven’t. But why did she get to marry the one that she loved? Why can't you have the same thing?

"I-i don't feel butterflies when i'm with Jason and i don't think i feel safe either" The tears in your eyes started to roll down your cheeks, your mom took her crown back in her hands.

"You will! you will!" she was angry, not at you. She had to convince herself that doing this arrangement was for her good, she didn't like it… god, she hated it! but she had to be a good queen, she had to respect the agreement. "That boy… and you. You are going to be the happiest couple" she hated lying to her daughter, she hated the look of sadness on your face.

She left your room that night without glancing back at you, no goodnight hug either. Since then she cried in her husband's arms almost every night.

"How can we do that to her?"

"It's an agreement"

"We have to stop!"

"We can't stop" the king whispered "But… let's do another agreement, between me and you"

"What is that?" the queen looked at him with hope in her eyes.

"If she meets someone, if she falls in love… like us" his finger pointed at her and back at him, he cupped her cheek locking eyes with her "We let her escape"

"But… she is our baby" The queen bounces her head, and tears start falling. The thought of watching her daughter in an unhappy marriage was a bad thing, but losing her forever had to be the most heartbreaking thing.

"I doubt that would happen, that's why we need to keep her in the castle at all times”

"And if it happens?"

"She is smart enough to run away and get what she wants, we would have to respect her decision. Only if she is in love, will she escape. We won't be able to find her and that's the only way the Craven family will forgive us"

From that day on, you spent your days busy at the castle. Piano classes, guitar classes, literature classes, french classes… anything to keep you busy. You loved learning, but your biggest dream was to travel the world with the person you'd fall in love with.

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Monday, three weeks before your birthday.

Eddie took you to the ball as promised, it was filled with elegantly dressed guests, some of them were strangers and some of them the same ‘refined’ people as always. You immediately feel out of place, no one in this ballroom comprehends your dreams or your ambitions, some girls ask about your wedding, and some of them share secrets to make the ‘perfect wedding’ god, you were sick of that word already.

Taking a few steps back from the group of girls, you find the glasses with wine and the table of little pastries focused on what to choose. The feeling of anxiety boosts as you recognize a voice. 

“Are you having fun or do you want me to show you how to have fun?” Jason and his irritating voice.

“I was until you got here” You turn your back to pick up more pastries and put them on your plate, you take two of each one.

“Why two?” he asks, trying to take one but you take the little plate away.

“I’m hungry” you lie, biting one of the cookies and letting the crumbs fall to your dress “You should go, there are a lot of girls who want to have fun in whatever way you like” 

“You know… i will take your word”

You see him vanish through the swirling couples he will be looking for a girl and be out of the ballroom for a long time. Meanwhile, you look around so no one can see you sneak out to the back to meet Eddie, you knew he stayed there because no one likes to be outside, it was perfect for him to be alone until this party was over. 

“Hi”

“Hey… shouldn’t you be inside?” he looked at your face, then the food in your hands.

“I got you something, i know these things are so long and boring but the only way to get through it is by eating lots of sugar!” 

He glanced at you with a tiny smile on his face, you were the most adorable thing ever. 

“Thank you, it’s nice of you” You nodded, getting closer to him, resting your back against the wall as he did.

Both of you can’t forget what happened in your room, the tingly feeling between your legs and his cock so hard. You would almost rip each other’s clothes if it weren’t for this event. Trying to bring serenity to your mind, you shake your head as the thoughts fly away and you break the silence.

“So… how’s it been? I haven’t seen you in ten years?”

Eddie tried to come up with a smart, interesting, and short answer to your question. Trying to surprise you… but he had nothing. He didn’t want to admit he had only two friends. He didn’t want to tell you about all the times he sneaked out to see you. 

“Fine, just fine,” he says, finishing the cupcake he had in his hand. Almost dropping it after zoning out.

“Fine? Edward please, it’s me” Every time someone calls him by his full name he shivers, recalling all the times someone was mad at him. But with you it was different, it sounds great coming from your beautiful lips, but it builds a strange barrier between you two, making the interaction too formal for his liking. But he had to remember, he works for you, he is not your friend, he has a job to do. 

“Last time we saw each other we talked so much about music, books, the world…” The words coming from your mouth made you realize, at least one person shares your interests, “you told me dragons were most likely real but fun, not evil or violent, just… beautiful creatures looking for love”

“Of course, it’s something a kid would say” he wipes the frosting out of his lips with his fingers, he sucks them clean minutes after and you watch him mesmerized.

“No, no… when we were kids everyone was boring but you” He shakes his head, letting out a chuckle “Everything you said made so much sense, that’s why it got stuck in my head”

“That night… it was great,” he says and you nod, biting your lip. You remember it all too well, and he does too.

“It was, so I'll ask again… how’s it been?” you hit him with your elbow, giggling at the same time as he coughs to hide a smile. The barrier Eddie thought was between you two somehow fell into pieces.

“Good… i learned how to play piano at the local bar, my uncle got me a guitar for my 13th birthday and i’ve been writing songs” he hopes everything he says sounds interesting to you, and it does.

“That is… fascinating”

“Are you lying to me?” he squints his eyes in disbelief.

“It is, i promise” Your nose scrunches up, trying to match his expression. There’s a bittersweet moment of realization that hits you like a wave of fresh air, you listen to Eddie as his life sounds more fun than yours.

“And how’s the princess been doing?”

“Reading, playing piano, and oh! painting” 

He leans his head to the side, eyebrows furrowed. You lean your head back figuring out his expression, but you don’t read it.

“Just that? Hey, I'm not judging you here but i thought princesses had a lot of fun… that sounds fun too but i thought you were out at parties and you know, getting drunk or dancing until midnight”

“Yes, when you have real friends or a great husband. When you can travel the world or play music with someone, not when your parents have you studying all day”

Eddie’s mouth descends to one side in a pout after you look away, you try to focus on the dark of the garden and how some flowers seem to shine thanks to the moonlight, your life was good… average. But you never had fun and that had you heartbroken.

“That’s why you go out to the woods?”

“Yes” You still don’t look at him, a sad frown appears on your face. Don’t cry, don’t cry in front of him “To not feel chained to something… but i know it’s a never-ending type of feeling”

The boy with chocolate eyes notices a change in your voice, he places a hand on your shoulder just like he did in your room. But this time his touch is filled with compassion, he didn’t know you were feeling this way.

“Do you… do you ever think about not going back to your room?” he asks.

“All the time” you nod, and your hand reaches out to his over your shoulder. Eddie doesn’t know there are times you don’t go back at all. He flips his hand over your shoulder to take yours and squeeze it. His warm touch fills up your heart.

There’s a moment when Eddie’s mind is crowded with questions. Can he help you be free? Can he make you have more fun? He wants to take you out of this kingdom, find a small town and be with you forever. He wishes you were happier because you make him happy. 

“And now I have to get married to a boy that acts like a child, a person that I’ll never love and it sucks… I go to the woods and I get farther away each time but something always drags me back here”

He gets the feeling, he couldn’t leave even if he wished to. He can’t leave Uncle Wayne, he can’t leave Jeff and Gareth. Eddie’s mind is empty now, he doesn’t know what to say to help you feel better. He sucks at talking about feelings, he never learned how to cheer someone up with the right words. 

Instead, he concentrates on the music after being in silence for a while, recognizing the melody of the song he takes both of your hands making the plate fall and break, he kicks it with his feet and pushes you into his chest earning a soft smile and a giggle from you.

“Dance with me,” he says, his breath hitching for a second waiting for you to answer. You feel his breath on your lips, your eyes linger on them for a couple of seconds.

“We can’t… they will see us” You peek at all those people in the ballroom, everyone looks so happy dancing… but the music is a little bit more upbeat, they don’t jump and dance they just move their feet from side to side at a slow pace. Boring. 

“Just let your body follow the music and if we get close to a window we pretend to walk”

You nod in excitement, as he laughs and starts twirling you around. Your grip on his hand tightens up as he drags you forward, you do as he told you, and after twirling around you see a window and get back to your postures. You laugh a couple of steps further and away from the windows. Eddie’s movements become electric, he starts to jump and you follow him, grasping his hand as you enjoy the music in your silly dance moves, jumping on your tippy toes. 

You two, in your private world have fun on a night you could’ve sworn it was going to kill you, instead it’s nice and filled with joy. As you dance with Eddie, where no one can see you, it takes you back to the first night you met him. 

You bump into his chest and quickly take a step back. His heart is thumping so fast in his chest, almost making his rib cage break. Yours is pounding hard and loud, afraid that he could hear but at the same time wishing he could.

The music stops, and both of you look at each other when you realize you are in the same spot, noticing you were moving in circles the entire time. 

“Little one?” a soft voice calls your attention, it was your mom “What are you doing here?”

“Nothing, I was just taking some air” You tear your eyes away from Eddie, missing his soft gaze already. He drops your hand, getting his knight posture back in the presence of his queen. 

“Good, we are leaving” She reaches for your arm and you grab it “Jason's mom wants to have lunch on Friday, she wants to tell you something important so it’s time we go home and get some sleep so you look presentable. Got it?”

You drop Eddie’s hand a he misses your touch, you do too. He squeezes his hand softly trying to give his muscles a memory of their own so they can remember your warmth, your little fingers brushing the palm of his hand as it gets away from yours.

“Of course, Mom…” you say, your expression transitioning from happiness to sadness. You follow her as Eddie walks behind you both, his heart aches as he repeats your words in his head.

“And now I have to get married… to a person that I'll never love … I go to the woods and… something always drags me back here”

I need to help you, he says to himself. I’ll get you out of here, I need you to be happy.

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On Friday morning and after worrying for four torturous days, when you open your eyes, someone keeps knocking at the door and makes you jump out of bed. You let go a groan as your mom comes in and some of the maids help you get ready for lunch, is this necessary? Last Monday you got ready by yourself… Well, with a little help from Eddie. But still, this whole show for lunch, it was going to be a very long day.

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You sit down on the balcony of Craven's castle. It has a nice view of the town, better than your own. Jason’s mom, Avari, joins you and your mom at the table and looks at you. It’s a judgy look, yes. She is thinking if you are worth it for his “little boy” and you hope she thinks you are not.

“Thank you for joining me, Queen Margery and Princess…” she nods “I have something really important to ask you”

Stop. Everything. For a minute. Did she forget your name? Yes, yes she did.

“Thank you for having us, you selected such a wonderful place,” your mom says, you roll your eyes at how nice she is “Whatever you have to tell us, I’m sure we can make it work”

You take a sip of coffee as Queen Avari parts her lips to speak, she puts down her cup and looks at your mom.

“I want to start getting ready for the big day, the dress, the flowers, the decorations, the guests… it needs to be the most perfect wedding”

The sip of coffee goes up to your nose and you cough to mask the uncomfortable feeling, your shoulders give up as you lean to the front and cover your mouth. Her announcement takes you by surprise and it shocks you, this can’t be happening right now.

“Sorry,” you whisper, reaching for a handkerchief to clean your mouth. Jason’s mom looks at you disgusted, your mom looks at you worried. “Isn’t it a little early for that?”

“Child, it is in my hands to make you and my baby boy’s wedding the best of them all. If we go ahead and plan with time it will be easier, what do you say Margery?”

You look at your mom, begging her with your eyes to disagree. “It is a wonderful idea, I agree” She looks at you with a warm look, noticing how the bright light in your eyes disappears. A feeling of guilt appears in her stomach.

“No!” you get up, hitting the table with your palms.

“You vulgar child” Queen Avari stands up too, looking at you. She is angry and you can feel it, the best part is you don’t care. 

“I- mom…” you look at your mom for a couple of seconds before running out, you wish you could jump out off the balcony but it’s impossible. You keep running through the castle until you find a way out through the kitchen door. Eddie watches you leave and runs after you. Moments after, and now that you are away from that castle you stop. Eddie watches you as you fall to your knees, tears start dripping down your cheeks.

“Are you okay? Do you need something? What happened?” A worried Eddie kneels in front of you and shakes your shoulders, softly. He gets desperate from not getting an answer, you tilt your head up to look at him.

“I can’t do this, I can’t marry him,” you say, your voice muffled as you sob “I don’t want to” 

Eddie notices the heartbreak look in your eyes, he immediately gets closer to you and hugs you. As you cry in his arms he tries to get up, helping you do the same. His arms tighten around your body, you try to imitate his actions but you stay with your arms on your sides, frozen.

“I need to go… I- I don’t want to go home” he notices your body fighting to be free from his arms, sadly. He lets you go supposing he would have to run after you again, but you stay in your place “Would you come with me?” you say.

He thinks about it for a moment, his gaze is soft on yours, and it calms you down.

“Where?” he asks.

“I know a place… in the woods” You take his hand.

A million scenarios travel through his mind, but his priority right now it’s you. Only you.

“Show me… I will go with you” he intertwined his fingers with yours squeezing your hand, and a delicate smile appeared on your lips.

“Let’s go,” you say and start to walk at a fast pace, Eddie walks with you.

He will follow you everywhere, as he is right now. His head gets cloudy as he remembers he is holding your hand, as he understands you trust him more than anyone else. Not thinking of the consequences that will come later.

hey! i hope you like part two. i decided i’m going to post a chapter every friday, i’ll try to do my best and i know a deadline helps me to get things straight. sorry this one took sooooooo long ); also it’s just fluff because i’ve been stressed lately and im tired hehe.

if you have some ideas for part three let me know! any comment, suggestion or question is more than welcome ✨ feedback is appreciated! don't forget to REBLOG TO SUPPORT THE AUTHOR! . ♡

tags @stephanie-nicks76 @mylovelycrazyworld @thebrookemunson and special tag for @allthingsjoeq they have a knight!eddie fic too if you’d like to read it ♥️ thank you for your love and patience

[likealittleheartbeat]

Truly compassionate media doesn’t necessarily step in to save its characters and give them a happy ending. That would be disingenuous, not only to its characters, but to the audience members who have made similar mistakes and are still dealing with the painful consequences.

Compassionate media, however, refuses to use its edits and its narrative to cast judgment on the flawed characters, judgment being quite different from consequences. It makes efforts to understand and depict failure as a basic part of the human condition, and it often seems almost apologetic that it needs to be the one to convey this message to its audience.

[pieofdeath]

i need to edit a vine boom over "it's her ex-wife, actually." the d20 team kind of already did it