#e. t. a. hoffman

[thelastrenaissance]

Little Zaches Called Cinnabar is a 1819 satirical fairytale fantasy novella by Ernst Theodor Amadeus Hoffmann.

"But I know that what gnaws at your heart more than all the poverty, more than all the distress, is your having given birth to that little monster who hangs on you like an evil, sinister burden you must carry throughout life."

Ernst Theodor Amadeus Hoffmann, Little Zaches Called Cinnabar

[funeral]

E. T. A. Hoffman, Notes on Don Giovanni

[have-you-read-this-short-fiction]

*Originally published in German under the title "Nussknacker und Mausekönig"

[unrighteousbooks]

[semperardens-juli]

He puts their eyes in a bag and carries them to the crescent moon to feed his own children ......

The Sandman (short story) from Nachtstucke by E T A Hoffman taken from The Literature Book: Big Ideas Simply Explained, by James Canton (x)

leave a little kindness (x)

[horrorknife]

its pride month and i love having a million lgbt headcanons. Let's go bitch. enter my beautiful home and listen to the wonderful words i have to say to you. or don't i don't really give a fuck this post is chiefly for me. i have deeper explanations for most of these also.

adam stanheight

bisexual transmasc genderfluid

any prns (pref. for he/it), she/her use is permission based

pre-top (he lives in a shithole and has no health insurance), inconsistent T. probably does DIY hrt. rarely binds.

lawrence gordon

gay transfem bigender

he/she

eventually goes on E but she is REPRESSED AS HELL

convinced he's cishet during the events of saw (2004). i firmly believe he carries a purse.

amanda young

pansexual transmasc agender

it/she/he/they

top surgery, no desire for T

i think she would get a cool coverup tattoo over its top scars <3

mark hoffman

gay trans man, gray aro

he/him

top surgery, T. STEALTH. (kerry + rigg know)

full name marcus. angie helped choose it.

lindsey perez

pansexual transmasc genderfluid

any prns

microdosing T, binds on occasion

prefers dressing masc

peter strahm

bisexual transneu nonbinary

he/she

HEAVILY repressed and closeted. knows his gender is wrong but the idea of being anything other than cis is scary as hell to him. insists he's cis.

regularly wears tights under his slacks for the Feeling. wears panties. got a vasectomy in college and thought that was normal (it was dysphoria). is usually wearing mascara.

allison kerry

lesbian trans woman

she/her

top surgery, E

stealth (hoffman, rigg, and matthews know)

she and hoffman went to the same surgeon. ("where's kerry?" "who do you think took your boobs?")

daniel rigg

bisexual transneu nonbinary

he/him

past one night stand w/ hoffman. they don't talk about it

he and tracy are in a sapphic relationship. to me.

jill tuck

gay transneu nonbinary

she/her

no i don't think she's cishet. jill tuck is our shegay queen and you need to put some fucking respect on her name. she's like if a DILF was a MILF.

important to add that she and lawrence are good friends + she helped crack his egg.

john kramer

bisexual (CANON!) transneu nonbinary, ace + gray aro

they/them. dead serious. will accept he/him if you must but this is the stone cold truth.

you can't get on the "saw traps as a trans allegory" train if youre not willing to look at john kramer as trans too.

he's got the same vibe as antlers holst from nope. one pierced ear and long skirts for comfort type beat.

brad and ryan

they're a set don't separate them.

both of them are gay.

ryan: transmasc genderfluid, he/she/they. pre top, T for 5 years

brad: transneu nonbinary, he/they

happy pride. this is what goes on in my head. i only included my favorite characters here, these are the ones that take up most of my brainmeat. so. anyway this was really fun :-)

[vomitdodger]

Top Nikki Haley, E Jean Carroll, & Fusion GPS Backer Was Epstein Island Visitor.

Democrat billionaire Reid Hoffman, who has been funding Nikki Haley’s run for the GOP nomination, has been outed as a visitor to child sex trafficker Jeffrey Epstein’s private island, Little St. James – better known as ‘Pedo Island’. The Democrat mega-donor and LinkedIn founder was reported to be considering funding Ron DeSantis, purely to try and thwart Donald Trump’s nomination, nine months ago. He ultimately decided to back Haley, gifting a quarter-million dollars to the pro-Haley SFA Fund Inc

And Haley had to know his demtard ties and trips to Epstein island.

Media chock full of Haley today it seems. Watch her lie and dance now.

[whore4hotdilfs]

NSFW ALPHABET.

- all the works included in my nsfw alphabet with costas’ characters!

includes: john stone, mark hoffman, the warden, marco poloni, more to come.

- A is for Aftercare : mark hoffman

- B is for Breeding : marco poloni

- C is for Cock-warming : tba

- D is for Dopamine : tba

- E is for Erotic asphyxiation : tba

- F is for Face sitting : tba

- G is for Gagging : tba

- H is for Humiliation : tba

- I is for Impact play :

- J is for Jousting :

- K is for Knife play :

- L is for Leptosadism :

- M is for Medical play :

- N is for Nanny :

- O is for Orgasm Denial :

- P is for Praise :

- Q is for Quickie :

- R is for Ropes :

- S is for Squirt :

- T is for Thighs :

- U is for

- V is for

- W is for

- X is for

- Y is for

- Z is for

[multifandomfix]

Julia Hoffman Smut Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

She’s usually pretty well spent after sex, though if you were to draw her a bath after, she’d be hard pressed to refuse.

B = Body part (favorite body part of their partner’s)

She adores your neck. Finding that sweet spot that makes you just melt under her touch is just the thing she needs after a long day.

C = Collar (do they mark you as theirs in some way?)

She’ll definitely cover you in hickeys unless you specifically ask her not to for some reason. She loves seeing the marks she left on you.

D = Dominant (who is in control? are they a top or bottom?)

Julia can really swing either way, and sometimes you don’t know which side you’ll be getting. There are times where she just needs to let it all go and let you take the lead, and other times where she’s more than happy to play the role of domme.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

She might not be an expert in all regards, but she definitely has a good amount of experience. She knows what she’s doing, but isn’t afraid to use your guidance to help please you.

F = Fuck (do they prefer to fuck or make love?)

Either or, really, but she leans a little more towards fucking.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Julia falls somewhere in the middle on this one. She likes to try and keep serious, but slip ups often get the both of you in a more silly mood.

H = Hot (what turns them on, gets them going)

Watching you deep in thought, chewing on the end of a pen, or your hair, or whatever. There’s just something about your expression in that state that gets her thinking about taking you to bed.

I = Insatiable (how do they act when they’re desperate to have you?)

Julia will make herself the only thing you can think about until you give in to her. Passing by so you can get a whiff of her perfume, sitting herself in your lap, anything to get your attention fixated on her until you’re just as desperate for her as she is for you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

She’ll indulge herself quite often if she happens to be in the mood. She’s more than willing to explore her own body and pleasure.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Julia loves biting. Drives her absolutely mad. Whether it’s you biting her, or her biting you, it doesn’t matter. Neither does location. She loves it in any and all forms.

L = Location (favorite places to have sex)

She mostly prefers the bedroom, but she won’t say no to some bath time lovemaking or a heated session that lands you on the floor.

M = Mood (what’s the foreplay like? how do you get them in the mood?)

Again, biting is a great way to get her going, but you can also change something about your appearance throughout the day, like wearing significantly less clothing.

N = Naked (how do they undress? do they like to watch you undress?)

Julia undresses quick and dirty. She doesn’t have the patience to draw it out. She’d rather just get right down to it.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Though she does prefer to be on the receiving end, she does have considerable skill when repaying the favor.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It’s a mix. She does like to be a little rougher on occasion, but it’s not a hard and fast rule.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

She does love a good quickie. It scratches an itch and with Julia, they really can be quite good fun.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Julia does like to experiment and take some risks. She typically doesn’t just dive right in to something new, but if you bring it up, she’s likely to at least try it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

One maybe two on average. Each round can go in for a while though. Her stamina is incredible.

T = Tryst (are they into casual sex or one night stands?)

She’s been known to indulge in her fair share of both. It used to be the way she preferred things, but not as much anymore.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

She can either tease you for hours or cut right to the chase, with very little in between.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Julia can get loud. She also curses a bit, and depending on the type of play you’re engaging in, she can be a screamer.

W = Wait (how long do they wait before having sex with their partner for the first time?)

If the chemistry is there, then not too long. She likes to get you in bed early, see if you’re compatible in the bedroom before she puts in a ton of effort for something more.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Julia is beautiful. That pale skin practically shines under moonlight and she’s absolutely transfixing to behold.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

It’s on the higher side. She’s not insatiable, but she likes to be getting some pretty regularly.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Pretty quick, usually. She can fall asleep at the drop of a hat after sex. It’s actually kind of adorable.

For @fairyfaefiction

Julia Hoffman: @iticaboopsyou, @jona-lea, @music-bird, @fairyfaefiction, @chillinftladygaga, @geekyandgay98

[corn-fanfiction]

SAVIOUR COMPLEX (Mark Hoffman x F!Reader Pt. 10)

(Pt. 9) (Pt. 11)

Rating: E

Tags: sm*t (oral f+m receiving) (p+v penetration) (light bondage), established consent, aftercare, language, past abuse, Mark Hoffman being a c*p/reader's life is maybe becoming normal again/Mark is protective bc it's his job but he's also problematic/because he's a c*p/Detective Gibson is maybe less of a trigger warning!

The hardest part of this will be swallowing his pride. Because, stripped down to nothing else, Mark Hoffman is far too prideful.

But he walks into the precinct like it’s a normal day, despite the wary looks from coworkers. Betty even tries to stop him, but he waltzes right up to the Chief’s office door and gives it a firm knock.

“Come on in,” he hears from inside. So he does.

When Hoffman doesn’t immediately say anything, Chief looks up from his desk and raises his eyebrows.

“Hoffman, I'm fairly certain your suspension hasn't been lifted.”

Mark chuckles bashfully, playing it up.

“Um, no it hasn't. May I?” he gestures to a chair. Chief nods but watches him with distinct interest.

“Alright. I've had time to cool off. I understand taking me off the Jugsaw case and I'm not here to ask you to change your mind. But…please, let me come back to work. I'm good at my job.” The please is bitter and rolls off his tongue like a block of lead. The chief notices this and smiles slowly.

“Please? Didn't think that word was in your vocabulary.”

“It usually isn't.”

“It should be.” He considers Hoffman. Works his jaw, taps his pen. Mark knows, in this moment, the chief has all the power and he is milking it. He can make him wait as long as he wants. And Mark will wait. So long as he walks out of here with his job intact.

“Alright, Hoffman. One more chance. But if you fuck up again I'm not going to save your ass.”

Mark stands immediately as the chief retrieves his badge and gun from his desk. Mark even extends a hand for a shake.

“Thank you.”

Chief accepts the gesture and watches Mark still as he departs from the office. It doesn’t matter what they think. He really is untouchable. And he wants everyone to know.

-

Gibson gets a phone call on the way home from your shift.

“Gibson.”

You watch him intently. Something in you is desperate to know if it’s about Mark, or Jigsaw. You strain your ears to listen.

“Yeah. Oh. Chief, with all due respect- uh huh. Right. Yeah. Okay, understood.”

He closes his phone and pockets it, and there is a split second of calm before you slams a palm against the steering wheel. You shrink into your seat, black spots poking from the back of your eyes. You shut down, can’t help it. Your body braces for the next hit.

“Sorry,” Gibson breathes, shaking out his hand and smoothing his hair back. He looks over and sees that you haven’t moved. “Hey, I’m sorry. That was inappropriate. You okay?”

He doesn’t try to touch you, which helps. Slowly, the cemente leaves your limps and you’re able to come back to life, like a spider unfolding after being smashed with a shoe.

“Yeah,” you whisper. “Yeah, just, uh.”

“Yeah, Ted. Jesus, I’m sorry.”

You’re a little surprised that he seems to mean it. Gibson is an asshole and he pushes your buttons on purpose, and seems to genuinely have a problem with Mark, but none of it seems to be with you.

“Everything okay?” you dare. Gibson looks over at you, thinks about something, almost says it, then bites his tongue.

“Fine. Just work stuff.”

He doens’t say anything else after that. When he drops you off, he apologizes again, and again you tell him it’s no big deal. And really, it isn’t. You do the same thing at work if someone drops a stack of plates or if there’s a drunk patron. It was thoughtless, but not malicious.

This seems to help you calm down and you step into the shower to unwind. Showers, for you, are pockets of peace. The place with the most control and intention. Your shampoo and conditioner, your body wash, the temperature of the water perfect for what you want. Even the rest of the apartment is limited to availability, but a shower is simple.

When you’re done you exit and wipe a hand across the fogged up mirror. You grab a satin robe and wrap yourself in it and start scrunching your hair with a towel.

There's a knock at your door. You stiffen, wrapping your robe tighter around yourself and dropping the towerl. Maybe Gibson game back for some reason? It's late in the evening, around sunset. You still haven't heard from Mark.

A drip of dread snakes down your back. He never did give you the name of the doctor he clearly suspects.

You creep to the kitchen and grab a knife- at this point, it's ritualistic. You hate that no one can knock on your door without you arming yourself, but for obvious reasons, it's a wise choice.

You look out the side window and your chest relaxes. It's Mark. He's tapping his foot like he's impatient. You replace the knife though and open the door. You barely get a word out before Mark's hands find your jaw and he takes you into a deep kiss. Your hand fumbles on the door and you slam it shut. Mark's knee between your legs backs you up to the counter and he places a bruising grip on your hips to hoist you to a sitting position.

His kiss is hot and he breaks to place searing kisses along your jaw and neck. You move your head for easier access and grip his shoulders.

“Good news?” You moan. He hums against your throat. When he moves to face you, his pupils are blown wide, his already full lips swollen.

You've never seen him this hungry.

“Got my job back. Figured we'd celebrate.”

You break out into a smile and Mark places warm hands on your shoulders and pushes your robe down to your arms. You shiver under the sudden cold but then sigh when Mark's large hands slide from your arms to your breasts to palm them, watching them with a reverence.

“God, can't believe we've waited this long,” he whispers, then comes down to bite lightly on one of your breasts.

“Some would say…we waited…a normal amount of time…”

His hands move to your waist and he picks you up again; your legs instinctually wrap around him.

“Not this. My self restrait-” he kisses you. “Has been extraordinary.”

Oh, that does a lot to you. He carries you to your bedroom and lays you gently on your bed; you prop yourself up on your elbows and watch as he takes off his jacket, his shoes, and he goes for his tie, but you get to your knees and stop him.

“Allow me,” you grab the silk and use it to pull him to you in another searing kiss. Nimble fingers undo the knot and you set the tie aside, determined to find use for it later. Mark works on the buttons of his shirt and you work on his belt.

You're almost too quick the way you slide a hand down the front of his boxers and he gasps against your lips as you wrap around his length. You smirk, and your pussy clenches at the feel of it. He's a big man. He's endowed to match.

“Be careful with that,” he says, his voice thick with want.

“Oh, I will.”

You guide him to sit, then to lay down on your bed.

“We don't have to worry about my knees now,” you smile and remove his pants the rest of the way. You have half a mind to hang on to the belt, too. But you see his hardening dick and can't help yourself. You hold it again.

“Congrats on the job, Detective,” you say, before offering him a long, wet, hot stroke of your tongue. He throws his head back onto a pillow and groans unabashedly. You can’t lie- it’s not the easiest thing to get all of him in your mouth, so you settle for what you can manage. You’re spurred on further by the sounds he makes, by the fingers that tangle themselves in your hair and pull lightly on your scalp. You put one hand to work stroking him and you begin to focus your attention on getting him as far back into your throat as possible. It doesn’t take long for him to cum, and when he does, you swallow.

He takes no time to sit up. He grabs your chin between his thumb and forefinger, stroking the spit from your bottom lip.

“God, I have wanted to have you since the firs time I saw you,” he growls, removing his undershirt- the final layer of clothing, and kisses you again. You press your palms to his wide chest and squeal when he effortlessly flips you onto your back, tracing his hands up and down your sides.

“You’re exaggerating,” you say breathlessly. He gives you a smirk before trailing kisses down your chest, to your stomach, to your pelvis, and all the way down to-

You grip onto the sheets when he sinks a finger into you, then two, curling up and stretching you. Beyond the haze, you’re thankful. You know you’ll need it.

A groan escapes you when you feel him latch onto your clit, and suddenly you know what those lips were made for. He works you with his tongue, with his fingers, moving in and against you until you clench around his fingers and buck helplessly again his mouth. Your body lights up and you cum with a series of whimpers and whines as he works you still. Just when you think you can’t take it he pulls away. He sits up on his knees and he looks so good with your want glistening the lower half of his face.

He wipes his mouth with his forearm and returns to your mouth for a kiss. Your hands roam across his back then find his ass to give it a squeeze. He groans into your mouth. You feel one of his hands leave you and then return, dragging the tie across your stomach.

“Do you trust me?” he asks. You nod.

“Yes.”

“Good.”

He pulls away, takes your wrists in his hands.

“If you want to stop, at any point, you tell me. Okay?”

“Okay.”

“If you want to stop, you say ‘stop’.”

“Okay.”

He starts to bind your wrists with the tie.

“I want to hear you say it.”

“Mark, if I want to stop, I’ll say ‘stop’.”

Pleased with his work, Mark guides your hands to rest above your head. Goosebumps form on your skin when he caresses your arms, your sides with light fingers.

“Mark…”

“What is it, baby?” he asks as he begins to line himself up.

“I wanted you too. From the start. I saw you and I just knew. Even if I was pissed, I knew.”

He smirks, leans down and kisses you, slipping in his tongue right as he enters you. You groan at the sensation of being so filled, and he groans at the filling, resting his forehead against your shoulder.

“Fuck…”

For a moment, neither of you moves, just getting used to the feeling. You bring your knees up to rest by his hips. One of his hands moves to your hip and the other grabs your hands, and he rocks against you. You move with him, rising when he does and allowing him as much access as possible. You don’t miss how he’s taking it slow.

“Mark- faster.”

“You don't know,” a grunt. “What you're asking for.”

“I'm asking.”

That's all the confirmation he needs. He uses both hands to grab your hips and lifts your bottom half up, absolutely hammering into you. Your eyes go into the back of your head as he hits your g-spot over and over and over and over-

Your whole body spasms when you cum again, and he doesn't slow or stop. He keeps going until suddenly he pulls out, stroking himself roughly until he cums on you, painting your stomach and chest. You don't mind. You don't care about anything. All you can think about is how floaty you feel. Mark leaves the bed. You hear the faucet running, then feel the bed dip when he returns.

“Oh shit, sorry.”

He's still out of breath when he undoes the tie and kisses you gently as an apology. You shiver when he uses a warm wet rag to clean up your abdomen. You're still staring at the ceiling, taking slow deep breaths. All you can think is how you feel.

“I'm sorry about- I realized I wasn't wearing a condom-” he stops when he realizes you aren't responding. He hovers over you, caresses your face.

“Hey, hey baby. You okay?”

Finally, your eyes find his and you smile slightly.

“Hey. Yeah. I just… It's never been like that. I've never felt…that safe. You make me feel safe.”

He smiles at that but doesn't say another word, just throws the covers onto you both and pulls you against his chest. You still do everything you can to touch him. He strokes your hair softly and watches the window behind you. All you want is him.

[balioc]

BALIOC'S READING LIST, 2023 EDITION

This list counts only published books, consumed in published-book format, that I read for the first time and finished. No rereads, nothing abandoned halfway through, no Internet detritus of any kind, etc. Also no children’s picture books.

(There were so many children's picture books.)

Hand of the Sun King, J. T. Greathouse

Anne of Green Gables, Lucy Maud Montgomery

The Circus of Dr. Lao, Charles G. Finney

When the Angels Left the Old Country, Sacha Lamb

Strangers to Ourselves: Unsettled Minds and the Stories That Make Us, Rachel Aviv

Elder Race, Adrian Tchaikovsky

Yamada Monogatari: Troubled Spirits, Richard Parks

Victory City, Salman Rushdie

Achieving Our Country: Leftist Thought in Twentieth-Century America, Richard Rorty

Cage of Souls, Adrian Tchaikovsky

A Morbid Taste for Bones, Ellis Peters

One Corpse Too Many, Ellis Peters

Priest of Bones, Peter McLean

Priest of Lies, Peter McLean

Demon Summoner: Apprentice, Greg Walters

By the Sword: A History of Gladiators, Musketeers, Samurai, Swashbucklers, and Olympic Champions, Richard Cohen

Tsalmoth, Steven Brust

Priest of Gallows, Peter McLean

Priest of Crowns, Peter McLean

Waybound, Will Wight

Convenience Store Woman, Sayaka Murata

The Tatami Galaxy, Tomihiko Morimi

These Violent Delights, Chloe Gong

Death in Venice, Thomas Mann

Alchemy: The Dark Art and Curious Science of Creating Magic in Brands, Business, and Life, Rory Sutherland

The Man Who Was Thursday, G. K. Chesterton

Storming Heaven, Miles Cameron

Against Worldbuilding, and Other Provocations: Essays on History, Narrative and Game Design, Alexis Kennedy

From Ritual to Romance, Jessie L. Weston

To the Lighthouse, Virginia Woolf

Rats and Gargoyles, Mary Gentle

Labyrinth's Heart, M. A. Carrick

Sex at Dawn: How We Mate, Why We Stray, and What It Means for Modern Relationships, Christopher Ryan and Cacilda Jetha

Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow, Gabrielle Zevin

The Long, Long Goodbye of "The Last Bookstore," Mizuki Nomura

The Last Sun, K. D. Edwards

The Hanged Man, K. D. Edwards

The Hourglass Throne, K. D. Edwards

Pinocchio, Carlo Collodi

The Thirteen Petalled Rose: A Discourse on the Essence of Jewish Existence and Belief, Adin Steinsaltz

The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan

A City on Mars: Can We Settle Space, Should We Settle Space, and Have We Really Thought This Through?, Kelly and Zach Weinersmith

Untethered Sky, Fonda Lee

The Consolation of Philosophy, Boethius

The Star-Child, Oscar Wilde

Monk's Hood, Ellis Peters

St. Peter's Fair, Ellis Peters

The Leper of St. Giles, Ellis Peters

The Virgin in the Ice, Ellis Peters

The Nutcracker, E. T. A. Hoffman and Alexandre Dumas

The Sanctuary Sparrow, Ellis Peters

Child of God, Cormac McCarthy

The Devil's Novice, Ellis Peters

Dead Man's Ransom, Cormac McCarthy

Plausible works of improving nonfiction consumed in 2023: 10

["plausible" and "improving" are being defined very liberally here]

Balioc's Choice Award, Fiction Division: The Circus of Dr. Lao, Charles G. Finney

>>>> Honorable Mention: Rats and Gargoyles, Mary Gentle

[This seems like the correct place to point out that, for the Balioc's Choice Awards, I consider only works that were first published with the last 100 years. Otherwise it would just be "surprise, old classics are often classics for a reason."]

Balioc's Choice Award, Nonfiction Division: The Thirteen Petalled Rose: A Discourse on the Essence of Jewish Existence and Belief, Adin Steinsaltz

>>>> Honorable Mention: A City on Mars: Can We Settle Space, Should We Settle Space, and Have We Really Thought This Through?, Kelly and Zach Weinersmith

The Roscommon Princess Award for Luminous Trembling Beauty in the Face of a Bleakly Mundane World: The Star-Child, Oscar Wilde

The Anguished Howl Award for Somehow Making Me Regret Reading a Book About a Demon Summoner in the Thirty Years' War: Demon Summoner: Apprentice, Greg Walters

The Tamsyn Muir Award for Demonstrating that Popularity Really, Really, Really is Not the Same Thing as Quality: The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan

The G. K. Chesterton Award for Being G. K. Chesterton, I Mean, to Whom Else Could I Compare Him, For Someone So Avowedly Stodgy He is the Ballsiest Motherfucker I Have Ever Read: The Man Who Was Thursday, G. K. Chesterton

**********

...this year was much like the last several years, only somehow even more so. Not in a good way, I fear. My current lifestyle continues not to be super-conducive to reading, and writing a weekendlong LARP kind of knocked the wind out of me, both during and after. If it weren't for a massive silly-fun historical-mystery binge in December, my numbers here would be shameful. And you will notice that a whole lot of the things on that list are very short.

Most of the contemporary fiction was pretty much what I expected it to be. There were few real standouts. Things by good authors continued to be mostly good; things by shlocky authors continued to be shlock.

I should probably drive less for my various solitary recreational jaunts, just so that I can spend more of that time with a book. I should definitely read more old stuff, because old stuff continues to be the most reliably rewarding. (The cream of the cream of the old stuff, anyway, which is...what you read.)

I continue to be Extremely In the Market for recommendations of really good, deeply-informative nonfiction.

[hosseinis]

realizing how many of my ao3 fics i have just simply not linked here lmaogjksdg anyway i already hit 100k+ words this year so here's the february/march roundup to celebrate

saw: chainshipping: you're here and you're now: T, lawrence visits adam in the hospital. part of the son of rage and love series. promises, promises: E, adam rides lawrence and promises to fuck him with a strap-on in the future

true love's sacrifice: T, lawrence passes out before he can escape the bathroom. adam makes a deal with john.

the hint of the century: T, lawrence goes to a gay bar and meets the most beautiful, rugged boy he's ever seen in his damn life. He Has A Crisis. written for turnipoddity.

hoffstrahm: the right to remain silent: M, strahm loses his voice permanently after the tracheotomy. hoffman is a bit of a freak about it. written for jennilah.

your best kept secret and your biggest mistake: eventual E, hoffman and strahm go on a fraught roadtrip where they fall in love entirely by accident. updates semi-biweekly, part of the son of rage and love series.

other: sun in an empty room: T, amanda and logan meet in the abandoned warehouse where john died. they go from there.

no dawn, no day: T, adam gets himself out of the bathroom. part of the son of rage and love series.

by daybreak, we'll be gone: T, john muses on his relationships with his four apprentices.

other fandoms: supernatural: a happy ending: T, destiel. dean gives castiel a massage. it's a little horny. written for paleromantic.

star trek: lean on me: gen, will gets sick and data provides some comfort.

justified: where the sun comes up: T, raylan can't imagine a life without a gun in his hand. tim agrees.

[liulith]

Someone* seriously needs to make an animatic of Vox with the song Vidiots!!

I mean come on, it's a Christian Borle (Vox's VA) song, it's about television and Vidiots sounds like something Alastor would call the Vees!!

It's p e r f e c t

(*that someone might be future me if I can figure out how to make a decent storyboard)

He's stuck inside his own domain 🎵He'll channel surf till where upon 🎵 He'll find that nothing good is on 🎵 And there is no remote control 🎵 That he can use to find his soul

[illusoryfem]

2023 Reads

(☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞ Will reblog and update monthly. 

Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf (💖)

The Beauty and the Spindler by Neil Gaiman

The Nutcracker by E. T. A Hoffman

Burnout Society by Byung-Chul Han (💖)

House of Many Ways by Diana Wynne Jones

Persuasion by Jane Austen

Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier (💖)

How Fiction Works by James Wood (💖)

The Complete Persepolis by Marjane Satrapi (💖)

 The Death of Ivan Ilych by Leo Tolstoy (💖)

 Murder at the Vicarage by Agatha Christie

Quarto de Despejo / Child of the Dark by Carolina Maria de Jesus (💖)

 O Sujeito na Contemporaneidade by Joel Birman

Chronicle of a Death Foretold by Gabriel García Márquez (💖)

Cunk on Everything: The Encyclopedia Philomena by Jason A. Hazeley, Joel P. Morris

The Exorcist by William Peter Blatty

Western Attitudes Toward Death by Philippe Ariès (💖)

Equal Rites (Discworld, #3; Witches, #1) by Terry Pratchett

Wyrd Sisters (Discworld #6; Witches, #2) by Terry Pratchett (💖)

The Palliative Society by Byung-Chul Han

Death with Interruptions by José Saramago (💖)

Suspiria de Profundis by Thomas de Quincey

The Horror Film essays organized by Stephen Prince (💖)

Carrie by Stephen King (💖)

A Man Lay Dead by Ngaio Marsh

The White Album by Joan Didion (💖)

No Longer Human by Osamu Dazai

The Psychology of C. G. Jung by Jolande Jacobi

Castle in the Air by Diana Wynne Jones

O que é Arte by Jorge Coli

The Battle of Versailles by Robin Ghivan

Intercourse by Andrea Dworkin (💖)

The Devil Crept In by Ania Ahlborn

Undine by Friedrich de la Motte Fouqué

Black Skin, White Masks by Frantz Fanon

On Dreams & Death by Marie-Louise von Franz

Bunny Lake is Missing by Evelyn Piper

I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou

The Honjin Murders by Seishi Yokomizo (💖)

[semperardens-juli]

Nothing is more wonderful, nothing more fantastic than real life.

Nachtstucke (1817), E T A Hoffman taken from The Literature Book: Big Ideas Simply Explained, by James Canton (x)

leave a little kindness (x)

[hoffstrap-yuri]

A list of my fics for the Saw fandom. Split by characters

Lawrence (Laura) Gordon:

An Act of Mercy: ao3- Laura Gordon x Fem Reader- 18+

She woke up without a memory of where she'd been. She had no reason to trust the doctor before her, but she was familiar somehow.

Needle and Chain (Lawrence Gordon/Amanda Young):

Not What I Needed: ao3- Laura Gordon x Amanda Young- T for Teen

Laura has devoted her work to save life whenever possible. When she reaches out to Amanda, she might save something even more precious to her.

Not What I Could Have: ao3- Laura Gordon x Amanda Young- T for Teen

Her first instinct as a doctor was to feel for a pulse even though she knew it was in vain. She ripped off a piece of her shirt and shoved it into the wound. It would do nothing for Amanda but she didn't want to see her love covered in so much blood.

Chainshipping (Lawrence Gordon/Adam Faulkner Stanheight)

A Glimmer of Hope: ao3- Laura Gordon x Eve Faulkner-Stanheight- M for Mature Content

Laura had thought about all the filthy things she could do to Eve after they were free, and now they were. It's time for her imagination to do a little more than just imagine.

A Brownie a Day, Keeps the Doctor Glued: ao3- Laura Gordon x Eve Faulkner-Stanheight- 18+

Eve had a penchant for eating when she was bored. Most of the times she didn't have her vice of choice at the ready, but that was different now that she was with Laura Gordon. The doctor didn't seem to mind the side effects of Eve's eating habits catching up to her waistline.

Coffinshipping (Peter Strahm/Mark Hoffman)

For Sickness and in Health (Insurance): ao3- Peter Strahm x Mark Hoffman- 18+

Agent Strahm was by the book when it came to solving cases. Being honest about his marital status was a different story entirely.

To Have and To Hold: ao3- Peter Strahm x Mark Hoffman [Sequel to For Sickness and in Health] -18+

Like a game of cat and mouse, Hoffman and Strahm continue their little ruse from DC. Just in New York this time.

Primadonna Girl: ao3- Peter Strahm x Mark Hoffman- 18+ for explicit mature content

“I haven’t said ‘I love you’ in almost twelve hours.” “What makes you say that now?” “Just… thinking about how I want to say I love you.” “I love you too.” Mark leaned in and kissed Strahm’s cheek. Strahm took his foot off the brake and looked into Hoffman’s eyes. “Pete?” “Let’s get married.” “Peter, are you crazy?” Hoffman laughed.

Bad Idea, Right?: ao3- Peter Strahm x Mark Hoffman- 18+ for explicit mature content

Peter Strahm goes over to Det. Hoffman's house to get more information about the Jigsaw case. Should be simple enough, right?

In My Head, In My Heart: ao3- Petra Strahm x Maureen Hoffman- 18+ for explicit mature content

Petra Strahm had come to terms with the fact that she was a lesbian after Husband #2, but never did she think she'd swing so hard for a pregnant woman.

Motherhood: ao3- Petra Strahm x Maureen Hoffman- +18 for explicit mature content

Maureen and Petra were adjusting to life as new mothers, but Petra can't help feel like she's not a piece of the puzzle

A Sweet Surprise: ao3- Petra Strahm x Maureen Hoffman- E for Everyone

Lindsey excitedly told her partner, Petra, about a new bakery. They go to investigate. Simple as that.

Shall We Dance?: ao3- Peter Strahm x Mark Hoffman- 18+ for Explicit Mature Content

Strahm needed a breather. Perez was so kind as to pay for her co-worker's dance class. Never in a million years would he imagine that Hoffman would be there too.

Passing Through: ao3- Peter Strahm x Mark Hoffman- M for Mature Audiences

“Sir… I’m afraid we’re going to have to ask you to turn around, and drop your pants.” Hoffman didn't think this situation could get any worse. (Saw AU for the Mule 2014)

Cat for Tat: ao3- Peter Strahm x Mark Hoffman- +18 for explicit mature content

Peter was not sure how he could prove to his roommate that a cat could understand the innate human instinct to bother, him, Peter Strahm.

Lost in Time, Like Tears in Rain: ao3- Petra Strahm x Maureen Hoffman- 18+ for Explicit Mature Content

Indistinguishable. Her dirt brown hair looked like every other head in this sector. She turned a corner when it felt like an eye was on her back, seeing if the feeling follow. She only let her chest decompress when the nagging feeling of someone watching had gone. --- “You are flipping through a magazine. You suddenly come across a full page nude photo of a girl…” “Miss Strahm, is this question to test whether I am a Replicant, or a lesbian?” She almost laughed (Blade Runner AU)

Gasshipping (Laura Hunter/Amanda Young)

A Small Observation: ao3- Laura Hunter x Amanda Young- E for Everyone

A warm cup of coffee, a quiet rain, a person's life in her hands. Amanda was John's apprentice after all.