#book recs with trigger warnings

[thenightshadowqueen]

Hey if you’re intrigued by Hornchurch (Andrews and Betruva) then you should read Vicious by V.E. Schwab

[pumpkin-cowboy]

I’ve been posting a lot of the Locked Tomb posts recently that have gotten some notes and I want all of the Locked Tomb fans reading this to check out these two books RIGHT NOW while you’re waiting for Alecto news!

I recommend both of these books SO much. The Spirit Bares it’s Teeth is out September 5th.

[flesh-and-guts]

need everyone to read this book right now. it’s genuinely the best book i have ever read ever

here’s the back

[elysiumaze]

Then it hit me: dying is just like sleeping. You only know you’re sleeping when you wake up the next day, but if morning never comes, you sleep forever. That must be what death is like. When someone dies, they don’t even know they’re dead. Because they never see it happen, nobody ever really dies.

Mieko Kawakami in, Heaven.

[phaedraismyusername]

Not to overshare but do you ever read something that resonates just a little too close to home?

[demure-ladys-library]

I just finished reading "My year of rest and relaxation" by Ottessa Moshfesgh

and let me tell you I felt like I was spiraling while reading it and came out renewed.

I was feeling everything and nothing at the same time.

It was so familiar, so uncomfortable, but also liberating.

Be warned though, there is a lot of trigger warnings so proceed with caution, I wasn't expecting it and dove in the book completely blind so I had to confront my mind lol.

It's very heavy book but it was also really funny, there's a-lot of scenes where I had to stop because I was laughing then question her sanity lol.

Would also love to recommend this song, A lot of her song actually fit the vibes of this book so I enjoyed listening to her. This is the best one for this book so far.

"I was growing less and less attached to life. If I kept going, I thought, I'd disappear completely. Then reappear in some new form. This was my hope. This was my dream."

- My Year of Rest and Relaxation - Ottessa Moshfesgh

11:58 pm // March 26, 2024

~ Elizabeth

[hemlocksandfoxgloves]

Has anybody heard of "It Was All Just a Game" by write_me227? It's the very beautiful and talented untold story of Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy. Set during the years between 4th year and 8th year, it's the complete retelling of Harry Potter, the way it should've gone. Now if you don't like JK Rowling but you love Harry Potter/Drarry, this is the story for you. This is the author for you! This story is so beautifully written, down to the descriptions, every last detail, a complete character study of Draco and Harry.

During the Goblet of Fire, Draco Malfoy comes up with this miraculous plan to make a fool out of Harry Potter by making him fall in love. Draco didn't count on his plan backfiring and falling for Harry himself, and harder. They go on to have a beautiful, beautiful and loving relationship. Until of course, Voldemort finds out about their relationship. The heartbreak, the torture, the secrets! (Ohhh, I'm crying just thinking about it!!)

Now I must warn you this story deals with some heavy, heavy themes, some to note are: a severe eating disorder, body dysmorphia, emotional abuse, manipulation, physical abuse, PTSD, grief, suicidal ideation.

I will note myself she writes an excellent graphic description of a panic attack. I have panic attacks myself and it was very spot on.

Just keep in mind this isn't a story you should be reading if you're not in the right state of mind, especially 6th year.

"Safe is with me." (Totally not crying)

One of my favorite scenes:

Draco entered the Slytherin Common Room the next morning as Pansy and Blaise were getting ready for breakfast.

"Long night with Potter," they asked.

"It was nice," Draco smiled softly. "Best I've slept in a few weeks."

"Oh, we're glad you're not fighting," Pansy said.

Draco raised an eyebrow. "Why would we be?"

Blaise straightened his tie. "We figured after you heard about the Chang kiss, you'd lose your head."

"What Chang kiss?" Both Pansy and Blaise closed their mouths. Draco's eyes narrowed between the guilty looks on their faces. "What Chang kiss?"

Which was how Draco found himself waiting outside the Great Hall for Harry to come down from his shower before class. He leant up against the castle wall, his arms crossed, fuming.

He watched as Harry descended from the seventh floor alone. Granger and Weasley must've been eating already. When Harry arrived at his landing, he looked up at him, and then looked around to make sure the coast was clear. "Hey you."

"Forget to mention something, Potter," he gritted.

Harry pulled a look of confusion and then, as it hit him, his eyes widened in the realization. "I'm so sorry." Draco pushed past him, charging down the stairs towards the dungeons, and Harry followed. "Wait, please let's talk about it!"

Draco ignored his plea, and continued towards the common room, but Harry grabbed hold of his wrist and pulled him back into their usual broomstick cupboard. Harry locked the door behind him and cast a silencing charm.

"You have five seconds to convince me not to commit murder. Five. Four. Three. Two—"

"If you're in Azkaban, then you'll miss our Friday dates."

Draco's eyes narrowed. "You're allowed visitors in Azkaban. I'm sure we could find a schedule."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you," Harry rushed.

"You didn't think to mention it while we slept next to each other, or did you just want to snog from anybody that stops by?"

"Would saying 'the kiss was so bad that I forgot about it' help?"

"No, not really," Draco sneered. "It happened. You saw me twice yesterday. You didn't care to mention that you kissed someone else. I had to hear it from Blaise and Pansy who heard it from ten other people."

Harry frowned, dejected. "I'm such an arsehole. I deserve it. Go on, yell." Draco stared at him. "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Because I really don't want anything like the Quidditch incident. I don't want to do anything stupid. I want to think rationally... but it's really hard to." Draco swallowed. His chest burned. "Why aren't my kisses good enough for you?"

"They are," Harry said. "I promise they are, they're amazing."

"If they were, then you wouldn't kiss anyone else. I'm gonna go," Draco's voice cracked.

"No! Please don't," Harry stepped in front of the door.

"Harry ... I want you to have friends. I want you to have your own life, but the thought of someone else kissing you. And then you didn't bloody tell me about it. We spent the night together. We had hours to talk about it."

"You had a horrible break, and I just wanted to make you feel better. I didn't want you to be angry."

"Oh, we're well past that! Furious sounds much more accurate. You cheated on me and then didn't tell me about it? I thought we were supposed to come to each other about cover-ups. I reckon if it was a cover up you would have told me instead of hiding it."

"I'm sorry! I tried looking for you on the train, I couldn't find you. I don't want to lose you," Harry cried. "I'm so scared that the rug is going to be pulled out from under me. That someone is going to take you away. I didn't want to do that to me."

"So you lied to me and hurt me more?"

"Draco." Draco moved towards the door but Harry stepped in front of it. "Wait, no please! Hear me out. It was a mistake. We were in the Room of Requirement, she was crying, it was right before we left for holiday—"

"And you let her say Happy Christmas by shoving her mouth on to yours!?"

"No! Please, just listen to me," Harry said as Draco turned around, heading to the door. He pulled on his arm. "It meant nothing. It was just a few seconds."

Draco's eyes narrowed even worse. "A few seconds? You didn't push her away?"

"I didn't know what to do!"

"Push her away!"

"She was crying, I didn't want to hurt her."

"So you chose to hurt me instead." His jaw poked out.

"That's not how it was. She just did it. I didn't even realize she was doing it. When she was, I thought someone was watching, and it'd be a good cover up, but no one was there and—"

"So she just went up to you? I'm going to kill her for touching you."

"No no no no," Harry grasped his hand, shoving his wand back into his robe. "No, you will not! If anything, take it out of me."

"Oh yes, I will take it out on your bloody arse, Harry Potter! You prick! I can't believe you'd let this happen! And then you didn't tell me about it!"

"It was awful, if it helps at all."

"Of course it was awful! She's not me."

Harry winced. "It didn't mean anything, I promise!"

"I'm your boyfriend. I'm the only one who's allowed to kiss you. She can't kiss you. You're mine, I'm yours. We mutually agreed to be in a relationship together. That means we don't kiss other people because we want to kiss each other. If we want to kiss other people, then we break up. That's how that works."

"I didn't want to kiss her! I want to kiss you so much right now." Harry took a step forward, but Draco took a step back.

"Hell no. Who does she think she is going at you like that?" Draco grabbed his wand. "She can't just kiss you if you don't want it! Hell, she didn't work hard enough for it! I had to fake my way into your heart, then get a bloody nose before you even kissed me, and she walked right on up to you and just did it and got away with it!"

Draco turned away from him, defeated. Harry expected him to act like this, though it still hurt. "This wasn't supposed to happen to you. I'd expect it from anyone else but you. You're good. You're a good person." He bit his lip. "I would have at least thought you'd have the sense of pushing her away."

"She was crying," Harry argued.

"Yes, and you have a boyfriend," Draco turned to him. "Even in secret, you have a bloody boyfriend. You should have stood up for me, for us, Harry. You couldn't have at least lied?"

"I-I... I didn't know what to do. I was shocked—"

"That doesn't matter," Draco growled. "You didn't tell me about it!"

"I'm sorry," he cried, reaching out to touch Draco's cheek. He didn't push him away, but he glared at him, sneered at him, made the point that Harry wasn't welcome like that to him.

"Whose boyfriend are you, Harry?" Draco growled, standing closer to him.

"Yours."

"What's my name?"

"Draco."

Draco pressed him back against the wall. "Whose boyfriend are you?"

"I'm yours. I'm Draco's. I'm Draco Malfoy's boyfriend."

"And whose boyfriend aren't you?"

"I really want to kiss you right now."

"Whose boyfriend aren't you?"

"Cho Chang's," Harry swallowed, looking Draco dead in the eye, then down at his lips.

"Wrong answer," he bit, "Hey, up here."

Harry's eyes snapped up to Draco's. "I'm not Cho Chang's boyfriend, I'm Draco Malfoy's."

"Both true, but not what I'm looking for."

"I-I don't understand."

"The correct answer is 'nobody else's boyfriend.'" Harry nodded, but Draco wasn't satisfied. "Say it."

"I'm Draco Malfoy's boyfriend. I'm nobody else's boyfriend."

"Good. Now, if you want to go around letting other people kiss you, then you'd better break up with me. Cheating isn't something I accept, especially after we laid out the terms and conditions before we even started dating."

"No, I could never break up with you. I don't want anybody else. I'm your boyfriend, you're my boyfriend. I love that you're my boyfriend."

Draco turned cold. "Hm, do you now?"

"Draco, please don't be like this," Harry urged, but Draco turned cold.

"My boyfriend was kissed by someone who wasn't his boyfriend and you want me to not be angry. Here, let me congratulate you on getting some action while I couldn't provide," he snapped before turning away from him and heading for the door.

"Wait," Harry rushed in front of the handle, denying access to it. "I didn't mean it like that. I just want you to be happy."

"Then maybe the next time someone comes within an inch of your mouth, you'll push them away. Move."

"No," Harry stayed firm. "Damn it, Draco. I said I'm sorry! I knew you'd be angry, but hell. It was just a few seconds. Nothing more. What else can I do to make it up to you?"

Draco crossed his arms. He hadn't realized he was breathing heavy. He couldn't help it. It hurt. Harry hurt him. "What do you think, Harry? What do you think you should have to do to make up for you cheating on me? What would you do if the roles were switched? What would you do if spent the entire night with me and I didn't tell you about it?"

"I... I don't know," he looked at the floor. "I would think that you were scared and nervous and didn't want to lose the best thing that happened to you."

Draco frowned. "Even so, I wouldn't hide this from you."

"Draco, please! I don't want you to be angry anymore. I'll do anything."

"You didn't answer my question. What would you do if the roles were switched?"

Harry opened his mouth, then closed it. He stepped aside and gave Draco access to the door as he looked down. "I would break up with you," he swallowed. "You're right. I should have pushed her away. I should have told you."

Closing his eyes, he waited for Draco to leave, to think it over, or he could just do it now. It was up to him. Looks like we aren't going to make it a year...

After a few moments of silence, Harry waiting, Draco, rather than leaving, strode to him. Harry opened his glossy eyes and looked directly into his. "I shall expect a new pair of dragon hyde gloves from Borgan and Burkes, the ones with the purple scales that just came out designed by Bruno Murano, in my mailbox by tomorrow morning, along with a top quality back and neck massage as well as a bouquet of nice-arse roses—white, not the red ones, we have to cleanse our relationship—and you're not allowed to go near that Chang girl for a week so she gets the message. If she tries talking to you, you walk away. You can explain it to her later, and if she asks questions, tell her your boyfriend, Draco Malfoy, is ensuring nothing like that will ever happen again."

"You're not breaking up with me?"

Draco breathed before answering. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, too. You're right. It was just a few seconds. It's not worth it."

The boy nodded. "It will never happen again."

"Damn right it won't ever happen again. That being said," Draco grabbed Harry by his shirt's collar, pushed him against the wall, and advanced onto him, making sure their bodies were pressed together. "No one is allowed to be this close to you."

"Yes," Harry said.

"If they are, they're too bloody close. If you can feel their breath on your mouth, too close."

He nodded. His eyes were dilated, and he didn't really hear what he was saying because Draco just looked so...

"And," Draco continued, "If anyone so much touches you below here," he put a hand on his shoulder, "I'll find them and hex them."

"Please do."

"And if anyone so much as," Draco leaned down, gracing his lips against Harry's delicately, "I swear to Salazar himself, I will murder them." Harry laughed. "You think I'm joking?"

"Oh, I know you're not," he looked him directly in the eyes.

"And then I'll hex your arse as well. Did you hear me?"

Harry nodded.

"You're sure?"

"Yes."

Draco whispered in his ear. "I'm not sure you do."

"I do," Harry looked back at him with wide eyes. "I promise."

"Don't lie, Harry," Draco hissed. Pressing the lengths of their entire bodies together, he kissed his neck and bit it. "I'm only allowed to do this. I'm the only one allowed to kiss you." Harry moaned, suddenly feeling so hot. Fuck, it felt so good. "I'm the only one allowed to make you blush." Draco turned back and looked at him. "I'm the only one allowed to touch you like this."

"Draco," Harry moaned.

"You're mine and no one else's. I'm yours and no one else's. Have a problem with it? We break up. I'm jealous and possessive. If that's baggage you can't deal with, we can end this now."

"I want you," Harry's eyes dilated. "So much."

Draco captured Harry's lips to his own, kissing him hard. Biting his lower lip, then sucking it, passionately, lovingly. "You're mine."

As Draco's hand slid down to Harry's hips and he kissed Harry's neck, the bell rang, causing them to jump.

"Damn it. We have Potions," Draco said, noticing how red Harry's lips were, and how warm he felt. Harry was breathing heavily. "We can't both be missing from it."

"Y-Yeah... yeah potions..."

"Do you want to go first?"

"Hm?" Harry realized Draco's hand was still on his hip. He quite liked it there.

"Leave first, or do you want me to?"

"I don't want you to leave." He didn't even comprehend he said it, it was an automatic response.

Draco couldn't help but smile. "That's my boyfriend. But really. I have class."

"You go," Harry said, looking away, unable to keep from blushing, "I need to take care of something."

It took Draco half a second to realize, and he forced himself to the door. "I'll see you on Friday."

"See you Friday."

Draco didn't go to class. He instead went to the closest bathroom because he had to take care of something, too.

Also, if you didn't notice, I like making book/fanfic covers. Those are my thing. So if you like them and you'd like me to make one for you, just ask me, and I'd be happy to do it!!

[searidings]

Wow 108 books, that's amazing!!! I definitely need to check out the bold/italicized ones on your list at least

My goal for this year was 52 and I'm trying to make it in these last couple days lol do you have any specific recs that are shorter? Or maybe good audiobooks for variety? I just listened to This Is How You Lose the Time War in a sitting from like 8 pm to 2am and it was so good and visceral I felt like I was going insane

hmmm idk if you like sci-fi and/or if you've ever tried becky chambers (who i would recommend regardless) but to be taught, if fortunate is a charming little sci-fi novella that restored my faith in humanity in the most touchingly beautiful way

for great audiobooks i will NOT stop screaming about the locked tomb series by tamsyn muir, the narration is EXQUISITE like these are not short books nor are they straightforward but i'm not a big re-reader yet as you can see from my list, i read/listened to that series 3 times in one year (twice in a month) because they're just That Good

[bardtothebone]

So I finished Some Desperate Glory and now I'm... supposed to exist even semi-normally??? After that??? After reading that???

[pearlposts]

Scarlett Clark is an exceptional English professor. But she’s even better at getting away with murder.

Every year, she searches for the worst man at Gorman University and plots his well-deserved demise. Thanks to her meticulous planning, she’s avoided drawing attention to herself—but as she’s preparing for her biggest kill yet, the school starts probing into the growing body count on campus. Determined to keep her enemies close, Scarlett insinuates herself into the investigation and charms the woman in charge, Dr. Mina Pierce. Everything’s going according to her master plan…until she loses control with her latest victim, putting her secret life at risk of exposure.

Meanwhile, Gorman student Carly Schiller is just trying to survive her freshman year. Finally free of her emotionally abusive father, all Carly wants is to focus on her studies and fade into the background. Her new roommate has other ideas. Allison Hadley is cool and confident—everything Carly wishes she could be—and the two girls quickly form an intense friendship. So when Allison is sexually assaulted at a party, Carly becomes obsessed with making the attacker pay...and turning her fantasies about revenge into a reality.

[readbykolya]

Name: Frail little embers Genre: Magical realism TW: miscarriage Written by: Fija Callaghan

Frail little embers is a collection of short stories by Frija Callaghan.

It's a relatively short book with simple and effective writing; the author gets their point across very well.

The stories are thematically similar; they all focus on characters who come face-to-face with changes in their lives.

Whether its a child changing schools or an adult leaving their comfort zone- the author treats all these scenarios with tender grace and quiet support.

The characters are also, at some point, supported by or guided by a supernatural element present in their lives which adds a whimsical touch to their harsh reality

[lomlhwa]

bite me (l.hs)

pairing: vampire bf!heeseung x human gf!reader

preview: heeseung loves to scare you. so tonight, you've agreed to a sick game of hide and seek. better pray he can't smell you.

tags/warnings: fem reader, lots of biting, blood drinking, marking, kinda cnc, edging, chasing through the woods, "if i catch you, i fuck you" type shit, pet names (whore, slut, cockslut, baby), impact play, monster cock heeseung, heeseung is MEAN, degrading, color system, masochism, fingering, kinda public sex but it's late at night in a forest, fear play, kinda predator/prey, unprotected penetration (wrap it before you tap it), creampie, sweet aftercare

trigger warnings: kinda cnc

wc: 2.2k

song recs for this fic: bite me by enhypen

a/n: little late from halloween to be posting a vamp fic but here we are

you open your front door, finding that your house is pitch black and empty. you feel around for the light next to the door and flip the switch. you’re met with a sticky note stuck to the banister of the stairs. you walk over and pick it up. ‘hide. if i find you, you’re fucking mine.’ cold sweat drips down your forehead. you love when heeseung plays this game. you crumple up the note and book it. you head for the bathroom just as you hear the front door open, indicating that your hunter is here. 

you scramble to try and find a hiding spot, opting to jump in the bathtub and shut the curtain. you plop yourself down in one end of the tub and put your hand over your mouth to stifle how hard you’re breathing. you hear heeseung climb his way up the stairs, humming to himself. “where are you, my pretty whore?” he says in a sing-songy voice. “i know your pussy is dripping for me right now.” you clench your thighs together, hating how well he knows your body. you can hear him wander into your shared bedroom, clicking his tongue when he doesn’t find you in there. 

you hear him walk towards the bathroom and stop in the doorway. “i know your pretty cunt can’t wait to be filled, isn’t that right…” he trails off as he walks over to the bathtub and throws the curtain open. “gotcha.” his eyes flash bright red and you can’t help but scream. you’re frozen for a moment before you clamber out of the tub. you manage to sprint past heeseung, down the stairs and out the front door. you head for the forest behind your house, despite it being late at night. you look over your shoulder and spot heeseung walking very confidently after you. you swerve and try to get yourself out of his line of sight. 

you take a corner too fast and catch your foot on a branch. you come crashing down to the ground, catching yourself on your elbows. the sheer amount of adrenaline coursing through you pushes you to get up and walk it off. you run for a while more until your legs and lungs are positively aching. you come across a fairly large tree and decide to hide behind it to catch your breath. you peek around the tree and can’t spot heeseung, so you start to relax. 

that is until a hand wraps around your neck and slams your back against the tree, knocking the wind out of you. “you fucking thought you could outrun me?” you wrap your hands around his wrist and do your best to shake your head. your eyes fill with pure fear as he bares his fangs at you. you dig your nails into the skin of his wrist, desperate to get him to release you. “color?” he asks, loosening his grip on your throat. “g-green,” you respond, gasping for air while you can. with this confirmation, he tightens his grip once again, lifting you up and dropping you to the forest floor. 

he gets on his knees at your feet, grabbing your ankles and forcing your legs open. he’s quick to slot himself between your legs, right at your core. he traps your head between his arms, slamming his palms down onto the ground by your head. “i didn’t expect you to run out of the house, baby. i guess you just really wanted everyone to listen to me fuck you, huh?” he taunts you, grinding his hips against you, earning him a whimper from you. “get off me,” you demand, trying to roll away. he catches you, shaking his head. “the little brat doesn’t know when to give up, does she?” he grabs your wrists with his hands and pins you down. his irises flash bright red again as he leans down to connect his fangs with your throat. you cry out, kicking your legs to try and escape his hold on you.

he lets your hands go and trails them down your body. he finds your skirt and flips it up, grabbing at the waistband of your underwear and tugging them off you. he discards them somewhere in the woods before connecting his fingers to your cunt. he circles your clit as he begins sucking on your neck, relishing in the iron taste of your blood. the mix of pain and pleasure has your mind spinning, your whole body trembling. “h-heeseung,” you croak, pushing at his head to try and get him to stop draining you. “y-yellow,” you add and he immediately pulls his teeth away. 

you cough and wipe the extra blood away from your neck as heeseung inserts a finger into your hole. your back arches at his attempt to distract you from the pulsing pain in your neck. you look up at him, his face illuminated in the moonlight. his mouth is covered in your blood and he can’t help but smile at you. “you’re always so fucking delicious, slut.” he emphasizes his words by adding another finger and prodding at the spot where you need him most. your back arches off the ground, a strangled moan leaving your throat. heeseung forces your shirt up and over your breasts, his free hand coming up to pinch at your sensitive nipples. “i think you need a punishment for being so fucking disobedient,” he feigns pity, raising his hand and landing a hard slap to your face. “answer me,” he demands. “yes, i d-deserve a punishment,” you answer. 

he lands hard smacks across your torso, leaving bright red and pink handprints all over you. he thrusts and wiggles his fingers around inside you, the pleasure between your legs growing. you reach up and dig your nails into his shoulders, your mouth falling open in a silent cry. “c-close, heeseung,” you mutter, the chord in your stomach tightening. a sinister look spreads over his face as he gets you closer and closer, before pulling his fingers out of you completely. “you really think dirty, disobedient whores deserve to cum? let alone without asking?” he removes himself from between your legs, flipping your skirt back down. “run some more, i like hunting my prey. and if you wanna cum, beg me to fuck you while you run,” he stands up, gesturing to the expanse of the forest. 

you’re quick to get to your feet and run, your speed significantly diminished. overcome by heightened emotions, you begin to cry. “seung, please,” you cry out, ducking and dodging branches. “please fuck me, i’ll behave!” you scream, wiping your eyes of their tears. you pause and look around, finding that heeseung is nowhere near you. “heeseung! please!” you take off running again, having no idea where you are or where you’re going. you’re overwhelmed and scared in the thickly wooded forest. you’re crying so hard your chest hurts and you can barely see. you collapse to the ground, holding your head in your hands.

“heeseung stop hiding, i know you’re out there,” you mumble, wiping your eyes for what feels like the millionth time. you know that if you say the word, he’ll put an end to the game. but under all your very real terror, you still want him to fuck you. you feel a presence behind you and you turn your head to find your boyfriend towering over you. “is my prey sacrificing herself to her predator?” he asks, crouching down and examining your face. you nod, pouting at him. you no longer had the energy to run from him. 

he grabs you by the hair on the back of your head and forces your neck to bend at a weird angle. “tell me you want me to fuck you. beg for my cock like a good whore,” he demands of you, despite having you run and beg just moments prior. with the angle your head is bent at, you have the perfect view of how hard his cock is straining against his pants. you've never made him this hard before. “heeseung please, i need you to fuck me. i’ve done everything you’ve asked of me,” you sob, your whole body aching. he almost takes pity on you for a moment before returning to his mean headspace. “good girl, lay down on your back,” he gestures to the ground with his eyes. you’re quick to follow orders, wanting to be on your absolute best behavior from here on out. 

you dig out a couple of sticks from under your spine before fully settling onto the forest floor. heeseung is quick to get between your legs, the rough fabric of his pants rubbing against your exposed clit. you gasp, throwing your head back. heeseung reaches down between you to undo his pants. he doesn’t bother removing them all the way, opting to slide his pants and boxers down to mid-thigh, just enough to let his pink and swollen cock free. he drags the tip of his cock up and down your slit, gathering your arousal to make getting inside you easier. he leans down to kiss you, his tongue swirling with yours. he nips at your bottom lip as he sheathes himself into you. your body shudders, the relief of finally being filled sends a new wave of desire through you.

heeseung wastes no time in drawing his hips back and slamming into you. his tip slams into the gummy spot deep inside you, making you see stars. you can tell that despite his demeanor, he wants you just as bad as you want him. he groans against your mouth, your pussy clenching around him in the most delicious way. you suck him in perfectly, your cunt begging for more. “what a slut. d-desperate for cock even deep in the forest. fucking pathetic,” heeseung can’t help but let out a sinister chuckle at the way you clench with the way he talks to you. “just so cock drunk and i’ve barely done anything.” heeseung fucks into you with so much force that your whole body is jerking on the floor. your back arches and you dig your head into the forest floor. you squeeze your eyes shut, focusing on the pleasure. this displeases heeseung and his grips your face with one of his hands. “open your eyes and fucking look at me. i wanna see how fucking good i make you feel,” he demands and your eyelids flutter open.

you hold eye contact with heeseung as he loses himself in the sensation of your soaked heat. you breathe heavily as you feel your orgasm approaching, your body becoming desperate for release. “seungie…” you whine, gripping his forearm and digging your nails into his soft skin. you wrap your legs around his waist, keeping him as close to you as possible. “f-fuck baby, if you do that i won’t be able to pull out,” he whines, his own orgasm approaching him swiftly. “d-don’t pull out, give me cum,” you blabber, your thoughts getting fuzzier by the second. “please let me cum,” you beg, your eyes welling with tears. you move your hands from his forearms to wrap around his neck and pull his lips to yours. “cum for me, baby,” he says between kisses. he thrusts into you at the perfect rhythm, drawing you closer and closer to your orgasm until you’re twitching uncontrollably. “oh fuck-” he stutters as he releases into you soon after. his hips stutter as he rides out his orgasm, relishing in the way your walls milk him dry.

he stops moving and for a moment just remains inside you, catching his breath. he admires your tear stained face in the moonlight, finding you the most beautiful in moments like these. he pulls out of your slowly, a small whimper erupting from you at the emptiness. heeseung pulls his pants back up and scoops you into his arms. he carries you all the way back to your house, all the way up to your bathroom where he had found you just a while ago. he places you on the counter before turning around to run a hot shower for the two of you. as the water heats up, he helps you out of your clothes before removing his own. he lifts you again and holds you up under the warm water. you hum at the comforting warmth of his body heat mixed with the water. “hi baby,” he finally speaks, tucking your hair behind your ear. “hi seungie,” you respond, looking up at him with a giddy look. “i love you,” he adds, a stupid smile spreading across his face. “i love you too,” you rise to your tiptoes to give him a quick kiss. 

“you’re so pretty. you’re perfect and i wouldn’t trade you for the world. you know that, right?” he stares at you as you nod. “i know.” heeseung spins you around and lathers shampoo in your hair, aiming to remove the leaves and sticks that remained in your hair. “did you have fun?” he asks after rinsing your hair carefully. you nod, smiling. “i was genuinely scared at some points but honestly i think it made it more fun,” you giggle. heeseung sighs in relief. “well, i’m glad you enjoyed yourself.” he embraces you tightly, wanting as much skin-to-skin contact as possible. he takes you out of the shower, drying you off and running to your room to get some comfy pajamas. 

he holds you tightly as you settle into bed together, whispering sweet nothings about how much he loves you and how he would never want to actually hurt you. his soft, honey voice slowly lulls you to sleep, your muscles finally relaxing for the first time since before you got home. 

© lomlhwa 2024

[mothingness]

gory horror murder books!! I need them!! I need gross icky stories that make my skin crawl and my stomach churn! I need the blood and the guts and the gore! the sacrifices! the obsessions! the obscenity! I crave it like nothing else.

[elysiumaze]

Wouldn’t death basically mean wandering around forever, in something like a dream? It made me wonder: who could tell the difference between living in this world and living in a dream?

Mieko Kawakami in, Heaven.

[haojun]

I just had a friend ask how the book i just read today was because she hears its such a sad book... i think A Little Life has fully fucked up my gauge for sad books now bc i did not think the book my friend asked about was very sad at all 💀

[pendragyn]

Just returned my library ebook of The Kaiju Preservation Society by John Scalzi and wanted to share my thoughts.

I liked it, and give it a solid 4 out of 5 stars (5 stars is rare for me so 4 is pretty high praise.)

It's pretty fun and relatively lighthearted. There's enough science to feel like sci-fi without it getting bogged down in exposition and enough slice of life to feel lived in and not just a background to the action. And there is action! Just the right amount for the story imo.

The story follows Jamie Gray, who loses his job because of his asshole billionaire boss right at the start of the pandemic. Luck has him delivering food to an old acquaintance whose employers "KPS" are hiring and paying very well. It's not until after the interview that he finds out what "KPS" stands for.

Jamie and the other new recruits are sent off on their first tour and that's when all the excitement begins. Kaiju are real, but not on our earth, and the Society's purpose is to try to keep them from crossing into our space, while also studying them because, wow, whole other parallel universe!!

It's all a big secret, except it's not, because research takes money and governments are notoriously stingy, which is where corporate sponsors come in. This, as always, causes trouble.

There is a character that uses they/them pronouns as well as implied queer characters but it isn't expressly called out. They're just living their lives and accepted by the people around them.

Trigger warnings I can think of are; animal attacks, animal death, blood/bleeding, human death, named character death, murder, violence. There are injury descriptions but not particularly graphic. There are some descriptions of biological functions that might be considered gross and some scatalogical references. The story takes place during the Covid pandemic but it factors very little into the plot.