#lita reads books

[marmolita]

so someone recommended Fourth Wing (by Rebecca Yarros) to me, and I got it from the library. I'm most of the way through it at this point and while the actual political plot is pretty interesting, overall it's just....not great? I recently read Rosaria Munda's Aurelian Cycle, which I also had some issues with, but Fourth Wing really feels like the inferior book here. Also while generally speaking I'm all for two cakes, this is very much a second cake and I think the first cake was better. Maybe I'll go on a journey through history of books whose plot is "kingdom has wars including domestic unrest, they fight with a dragon cavalry, and the two main characters who have a slow burn romance come from backgrounds on opposite sides of the domestic unrest, and also the higher ups are hiding things from them, and eventually the secrets of the country (and the dragons) will be revealed."

tbh I've never read Pern but if it's also this plot, maybe it's the original cake...

[cillianmesoftlyyy]

Like A Good Neighbor... | Cillian Murphy x fem!Reader

Summary| She grew up next-door to Cillian Murphy and he was her first sexual awakening. When her dad hosts a promiscuous book club meeting, she decides she's waited long enough.

Warnings| Mentions of Lolita and plays heavily on Lolita-core and daddy-kinks. Large age-gap, dubious consent, p in v sex, stalking, smut. Please read with caution!

It Probably Matters- Interpol 🎶

Born Too Late- The Poni-Tails 🎵

The Perfect Girl- Mareux 🎶

word count: 3082k

Minors do not interact! Does not reflect Cillian Murphy as an actual person- this is pure imagination and projection. Don’t interact if you find mentions of “Lolita” upsetting.

She could see through the parted curtains in his kitchen window that he was home. He was at the sink washing dishes with a towel thrown over one shoulder. His tight black shirt showed the curve of muscles in his upper arms as he scrubbed the pan. She was the girl-next-door type, helplessly petite and needy. She was nineteen and finally getting the stereotypical sex-drive that teenagers were criticized for. She was always horny now, and it felt like an unwavering flaw or weakness that placed her at odds wherever she went. 

Her daddy issues obviously didn’t help the matter… or maybe it was because she was a scorpio.  

She lived alone with her delusional father, who was an Irish author and playwright. He taught literature at the local university and loved expensive liquor. She was going to university for free because her father worked there, but she also stayed at home, trapped in her sexually repressed childhood bedroom. She stayed out of her father’s way when he was home but whenever he hosted “book-club” at their house, she found herself sneaking down the stairs to chat (flirt) with her father’s friends. The “book-club” was for the men in the neighborhood, to give them a social circle of their own, keep them from joining scary alt-right reddit pages by establishing connections with the men around them, something like that she imagined. 

Cillian Murphy was part of this “book-club” that met once a month in her father’s house. He was a middle-aged actor with an A-list repertoire, and yet, he still socialized with the regular neighborhood men, as if he wasn’t acting out some of the books they read each month. 

He was also a bachelor and hideously attractive. She met him when she was much younger, still in highschool and convinced that she would be an actress but discovered quickly that she was more of an artist. He’d given her short acting lessons, reading recommendations, and advice whenever she asked. He was like a second father, a better father than her actual father ever could be. He was the first person she masturbated about. She learned at an early age that she could spy on him from her bedroom window. She watched him read at night on his sofa, she watched him take home other women and fuck them on the couch when he was too horny to take them to bed, and she’d watched him masturbate to porn he projected on his small flatscreen tv. His taste in porn was pretty vanilla and it bored her, but she liked watching him touch himself, indulge himself. It was a serious turn-on. 

And the cherry on top was the book they’d read for that month: Lo-fucking-lita. 

She imagined that he got off to reading about a girl and an older man, that he fisted himself after he read at night, and that he thought of her when he did it. She was his Lo-fucking-lita. She had purposefully avoided the meeting that night, staying upstairs in her bedroom while the men discussed “literature” (Lolita). She wanted them to worry that she would come downstairs any minute while they were discussing such a nasty, disturbing topic. She wanted them to speak haltingly and glance up at her bedroom, she wanted Cillian to think about her and how dirty it was that they had read such a book, all the while she was upstairs. She took a long shower and washed her hair with fragrant shampoo. She moisturized her legs and dabbed her neck with perfume. She changed into her pajamas (underwear, a big t-shirt she’d swiped from Cillian’s house during a neighborhood get-together and she’d ruined her dress with salsa). She let her hair air-dry and rolled on her socks. She heard the men begin to leave, somewhat intoxicated, and watched as Cillian cleaned up his dishes left in his sink. 

When he went back into his bedroom, she flew into action. She put on her slippers and sneaked down the staircase to the first floor. Her father was in the recliner, asleep, so she crept past and closed the side door behind her as she left. She walked the few feet separating the two houses and knocked lightly on Cillian’s door. She knocked again. And eventually, Cillian emerged from his bedroom in boxers and the same tight black shirt. He raised his eyebrow as he opened the door and let her in. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked, worried. He glanced over at her house. 

“Nothing, I just need some advice and my dad’s asleep.” She rolled her eyes and he nodded. 

“Yeah, yeah. Come in.” He waved her inside and locked the door behind them. She dragged a finger along the fabric of the couch, searching its surface for evidence of what she’d seen from her bedroom window. 

“This place has changed so much since I was a kid.” She observed (lying of course). 

“Yeh, I’ve tried to update everything, some remodeling.” He nodded. “So, what kind of advice do you need?” He sighed and leaned against the kitchen counter beside her. 

“Mmhm. Fatherly advice.” She shrugged. 

“Oh, so is this about a boy then?” He laughed and rubbed his eyes. 

“I don’t know how much help I can be. Boy’s your age are so much different than how I was.” He shook his head and rested it against his palm. 

“I know, that’s the problem.”

“Mhm?” 

“I don’t know. It’s embarrassing.” She laughed and crossed her arms across her breasts. He looked down at her shirt and pointed. 

“Hey, isn’t that my shirt?” 

“Mmhm no, it's mine.” She lied and pulled down the front hem to inspect the words “Yoko Ono” on the front. 

“I swear I have one just like that.” He walked off to his bedroom and she followed, a skip in her step. He opened his dresser and rummaged through the stack of neatly folded shirts. His clothes smelled like fabric softener and men’s deodorant. He didn’t find it and she gasped. 

“Oh my god, you’re right. I just remembered that you lent this to me when I was here years ago and spilled salsa or something on my dress!” She slapped a hand across her forehead and he nodded slowly. 

“Wow, that was so long ago. I’d completely forgotten.” 

“Here, you can have it back.” She said slowly and watched his eyes widen as she slipped it over her head and handed it to him. Her bare breasts shook from the movement and she smiled. “What?” She asked innocently. He looked away but it was too late, he’d already taken her in, his eyes lingering on her full breasts, waist, and wide hips. 

“What are you doing?” He hissed as if someone could hear and turned away from her. 

“Returning your shirt.” She answered nonchalantly and fixed her wedgie, letting the material snap back against her butt. 

“You can’t do that, Y/N. It isn’t appropriate.” His face reddened as he clutched the shirt in his fist. 

“You don’t like this?” She pouted. 

“Of course not. You’re young enough to be my daughter, I-” He spoke quickly. 

“I think you like it, Cillian.” She interrupted him and trailed a finger down his clothed back. 

“Why?” He sputtered innocently. 

“Because… you’re still holding my shirt.” She pointed to the shirt still in his hands. 

“Christ!” He covered his eyes and tossed the shirt onto the bed. She crawled onto the duvet, her knees sinking into the plush material. 

“If I put on the shirt, will you still give me the advice I needed?” She sat down on her knees and licked her lips. He sighed and nodded into his hands. 

“Yeh, yeh I guess so. Just put the shirt on.” 

When she had the shirt back on, she leaned up against the headboard. “Ok, you’re good.” 

He opened his eyes and exhaled loudly. “Alright, what is it?” His eyes were wildly dark and hungry but he used his acting talent to hide it. She saw right through his performance, namely because his erection grew inside his boxers. 

“It's more of a question than advice, really,” she started. 

“Ok.” He nodded, exhaling again. 

“What did you think of Lolita?” She shifted back into a sitting pose in front of him. “I wasn’t able to stop by during the meeting, so, I want to know.” 

“Fuck, Y/N. Why do I have the feeling that this isn’t what you’re really asking me?” He shook his head. 

“No, you’re right. What I really want to know, I guess, is did you masturbate while you read it? Did it turn you on when you thought about her? Did you touch yourself and think of fucking a younger girl like her,.... Or like me?” She rose onto her knees and breathed against his wide lips. “Would you be Humbert Humbert mhm?” She reached down and played gently with his erection. He withheld his moan, closing his eyes to show how they rolled to the back of his head. 

“Y/N, you can’t ask me things like that.” He protested, but didn’t push her away. 

“I’m sorry. Let me rephrase: Have you ever thought about fucking me?” She traced her tongue around his lips, her hands prodding his erection. 

“No.” He whispered unconfidently and she smiled.

“What’s this then?” She reached down into his boxers and took out his penis, running her hands along the length. He said nothing, fighting his internal desire to stay and come as she stroked him. 

“We-we can’t.” He opened his eyes abruptly and stepped away, still very much hard. 

“Yes, we can.” She reached for him and he reluctantly stepped forward again. “I’ve been thinking about you. I can’t stop thinking about you, Cillian. I get so wet when I think of you and my pussy throbs, I have to touch myself.” She whined softly.

He looked down at her lips and breathed shakily.  

“I think that you think about me too, don’t you?” She rose slowly on her knees and kissed him softly, her lips barely resting on his. She reached down to the hem of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head. 

“Touch me, please.” She whimpered and he looked down at her shirt, his hands shaking as they snaked up her chest. 

“If your father found out…” 

“I’m 19. I can make my own decisions.” She kissed him and sucked on his top lip. He moaned against her. 

“Fuck…” He grunted and gave in, abandoning his pitiful battle to deny her. He tugged off her shirt and pushed her back on the bed. 

“Do you want me to say that I’m a virgin? Does it turn you on to think that I’m a virgin?” She smiled and licked her lips seductively. 

“No, don’t say that, Y/N.” He pushed her farther onto the bed and climbed on top of her. 

“Well what do you want me to say, old man?” She laughed and wiggled beneath his weight. 

“Tell me that you want me.” His voice came out as a growl, as he held her down on the bed, his hands stretched out against her’s over her head. 

“Ooooo,” she purred against his lips, “I want you sooo bad, Cillian! Is that what you want?” She licked his lips childishly and rubbed the inside of her thigh up his leg. 

“Fuck, don’t do this, love. I don’t like it when you tease me.” He exhaled against her cheek, his nose running over her soft, plump cheekbones. His erection pressed against the seam of his boxers and he rubbed his crotch against her panties. He could feel how wet she was through the two layers of fabric. 

“I’m sorry, Cilian.” She pouted, her breasts bounced briefly against her open ribcage and he lowered his mouth to swirl his tongue around her nipple. She hummed in pleasure, squeezing her thighs around Cillian to keep him between her. He chuckled. 

“See, I don’t need you to tell me that you want me, I can already tell, but what I want is for you to beg me, practically fuck me by yourself because you so desperately need to feel me inside you.” He kneeled above her and placed his hand on her navel, his thumb teasing the fabric of her waistband. She blushed and wiggled again, her clit throbbing. His thigh was positioned right up against her sex, he looked down and chuckled. 

“I can feel your heartbeat through your cunt, darling.” His hand slid further down into her panties, brushing against the hair at her entrance. “It’s beating so fast, darling. Are you scared?” He pouted and cupped her cunt in his hand, gently. “Are you scared of me fucking you?” He rubbed her clit in small circles, his erection grew harder and she bit her lip. 

“No, I want you to make me feel good.” She raised her chin defiantly and he smiled. 

“Good girl.” He leaned over her and whispered in her ear, “call me daddy.” 

“Mhmm, please daddy.” She started to shake with need as he rubbed her clit. She sat up and forced him down on the bed, straddling him on her knees. He ran his hands up her warm thighs as she moved her hips back and forth against his erection. 

“Have you thought about me as much as I’ve thought about you?” She asked him between kisses.

“God, yes.” He groaned back and moved his hands up to the soft flesh of her stomach beneath her ribcage. 

“I’ve been so fucking horny, daddy.” She moaned dramatically and smiled when he closed his eyes and groaned, thrusting up into her underwear. “I see you when you fuck those women on your couch. I know they aren’t pleasing you like I could, daddy. I touch myself when you fuck them, it gets me so wet thinking of you inside me. I want to make you cum, daddy.” She slithered down his chest and licked the outside of his boxer shorts. He watched her, his pupils shot. 

“You have, eh?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. 

“Uh huh.” She mewed and pulled down the waistband of his underwear, exposing his large dick. She spat on it, a long string of drool dripping from her mouth. “I think you’re gonna be too big for me, daddy.” She licked the tip of his cock and he threw his head back, his mouth agape.

“Fucking hell. Look at what you’re doing to me and I haven’t even felt your fucking pussy yet.” He groaned and grabbed a fistfull of her hair, twirling it around his knuckles. She smiled and took him in her mouth, swirling her tongue around his shaft before pushing him down her throat. He moaned breathlessly and panted. She cupped his balls and hummed against his cock, drooling all over him. He pulled on her hair and his panting got quicker as he closed his eyes.

“Fuck, baby. Fuck… ah FUCK!” He cried as she went faster and squeezed at the base of his cock. “You’re such a good fucking girl. Come here.” He ordered and opened his arms to take her. She released him from her mouth and sat on his lap, facing him. 

“Sit on it.” He whispered and twirled a strand of her hair between his fingers. She gasped quietly as his other hand pulled her underwear to the side and directed her to sit on his erect cock. She raised herself up slightly before going back down on him. He slid roughly into her, his girth a little too large. 

“Fuck, daddy!” She cried and her hands steadied herself on his navel. 

“I know, I know, baby. You’re just so tight, yeh?” He pouted and moaned as she wiggled on him. “Take you time, darling. I love being inside you.” He whispered and kissed her roughly, surrounding her in his arms. He pulled her closer to his chest and pushed himself up further inside her and she squealed. She cried out as he started to move in and out of her. 

“Ahh yeah! Oh, please fuck me!” She moaned against his shoulder. 

“Fuck, I love it when you plead me like that. You’re so fucking desperate.” He groaned and sped up, hitting the base of her uterus each time. Her walls swallowed him and squeezed him. It felt so good she couldn’t speak, she could only cry out with each hard thrust. He held her on his lap and he flipped them over and hovered above her. He pulled out and pulled down her panties impatiently and tossed them to the foot of his bed. He took one of her legs and put it over his freckled shoulder. 

“You’re going to take me like a good girl, understand?” He stayed inside her but didn’t move as he looked down at her red face. She nodded eagerly. 

“Yes, daddy.”

“Good girl.” He smiled and started thrusting deeply and quickly but with experienced skill. He looked up as he chased his orgasm, his brows furrowed as he moaned. She gripped his throat gently, encouraging him to fuck her faster. 

“Are you going to come, daddy?” She cried and he nodded. 

“Yeah, fuck yeah. I’m gonna fill you up. You and your little pussy.” He panted and looked down as his cock went in and out harshly against her cunt. He removed the leg from his shoulder and took a pillow from the bed. 

“Lift up your ass.” He ordered and she did as he asked, moaning against the pressure of his stiff cock. He put the pillow under her ass and pulled her hips right against his. He barely pulled out as he fucked her fast and hard. His balls slapped her loudly and she covered her mouth to keep from screaming. 

“That’s it, that’s it. Fuck yes!” He yelled as his movements spasmed. She felt him cum inside her, his hot cum spilling between his cock and her walls. She cried out as she organsmed and shook with each wave of lingering pleasure. Cillian slowly took out his cock and looked down at the cum spilling out of her. 

“That was so good, daddy.” She smiled breathlessly and he chucked. 

“You were so good, love. You were such a good girl for me. So grown up.” He teased her and kissed her, his hands finding the handles of her hips. “You’re such a fucking pillow princess.” He laughed and went back to kissing her. 

[bengiyo]

Love Sea: Tongrak is Kind of an Asshole, and I Like It

I watched this yesterday with some friends, so my Stray Thoughts were a little scattered because we were talking about BL conventions, Thailand's tourism goals, and who MAME was. Now, with some time to think, I wanna talk about my favorite thing: Tongrak is a rich asshole. I love this for Fort and Peat.

He Looks Down on People Poorer Than Him

We open with Tongrak dressed inappropriately for his trip and the weather, whining on his phone, just to show his disdain for even being sent on this vacation.

Then when he first arrives on the island, he looks around at people enjoying themselves and a sign they dedicated to their home reading "Heaven on Earth" and immediately called it hell. This is these people's home! He is a guest! I deal with this show in my home city all the time. Be respectful!

Next, the first thing he does is start shouting at Mahasamut about the motorcycle and his luggage. He doesn't slow down to ask if Mut can speak the central dialect, or if there are alternative modes of transport. Instead he just screams at the man and then starts talking shit in front of him like he can't understand what is being said. I give Americans shit for doing this in other countries, and I give northerners shit for acting like they can't understand our accents down here along the Gulf.

He was rude about that bar, too. He went there for attention, and got pissed at the idea that people there might be into Mut more.tjsn him. He then stormed off without paying for his drink!

This man is so stubborn and petty that he literally just starts sending him thousands of baht instead of just asking him to speak in the same dialect as him. I'm totally with Mut on not speaking to him nicely until Tongrak did it first. What's so wild about this scene is that it's text that Rak is mad that his condescension is having no effect.

Mahasamut is Responding to Tongrak's Energy

Mut is just responding to what Rak is giving him, and is doing everyone a favor by bearing the brunt of this spoiled man's fits. He was even kind enough to let this man know right away that he could understand him.

The big thing for me is he can see when Rak is trying to get one over on him and turns that around. Rak tried to play like he had the upper hand sexually and felt played. He tried to play about being full and got played.

We see that the people of the island admire Tongrak, and he's involved in their lives. He's clearly playing a role here that Rak's friends hired him to play to help their cranky friend relax and finish his book.

I also like that Mut has made it clearly he is down to fuck with Rak whether he pays for it or not, because Rak is trying to hook up with someone for inspiration for his novel. I like that he removed the wealth component there, because it's clear Rak is used to throwing money at all of his problems.

Finally, Mut stopped immediately when he realized he'd actually scared and upset Rak. He doesn't actually want to hurt this man.

Why This Rocks for Peat and Fort

These two found a good rhythm in Love in the Air. They're good at this form of asymmetric bickering and flirtation. However, this time Peat gets to play the older, richer character. It's fun for me, because I think there's going to be a bunch of transference from LITA that covers how much of a jerk Rak is being to others.

I am glad that these two aren't reprising the same characters, and are being given a reasonable way to take advantage of their existing dynamic and tools. It's interesting that these guys can tap into similar beats without it feeling like the same characters.

On the Colorism

I see it, and it's there. However, I don't think MAME is an outlier in using it in her shows. There's a really rough sequence in Fish Upon The Sky (with Neo no less) that comes to mind immediately. I also just think that the skin tone stuff seems built in to a lot of the works we encounter (especially considering that some of these guys are literally brand ambassadors for skin lightening products or clinics). I think there's something to say about the way Mut is teasing Rak with a country bumpkin bit that could almost be read as race play, and there's maybe something to unpack there with far more nuance than I think we normally bring to BL.

But hey, while I have you here, now's a good time to say that if we want to tackle how race affects the queer experience, For The Boys is right there!

[dreamwritersworld]

Outgrown. Final part. (Miles morales x reader)

“Hey-“

Y/n attempted on closing the door but Miles stopped it so all she did was walk away letting him in.

“Please just let me say what I have to-“

“Say? You already did enough Miles. I don’t need anymore apologies or excuses. I’m busy.”

Miles took a moment to look at the textbooks spread out on the small coffee table and uncleaned dishes on the dinner table.

“I know that! Y/n please I’m sorry-“

“Y/n! We’re done!”

Miles was once again interrupted by the children letting Y/n know to help them.

“Ok miles. Just- stay here.”

His apology seemed genuine but…Y/n was so closed off to it, she wouldn’t allow him in so easily. Miles stayed in the living room for 15 minutes picking up the mess that was previously there while Y/n helped her siblings get ready for bed. He immediately froze hearing her footsteps..

“Look miles, I know what you’re gonna say. We’ve been through this before-“

“Please Y/n just let me finish what I had to say. I like-“

“Y/n!!!!! Lita hit me on purpose!”

Yet another interruption came across the pair, Y/n rushed into the bedroom of her two siblings as a calm Lita walked out nonchalantly sitting down of the counter opening a coloring book.

“I didn’t hit him! The book just fell on his head by accident!…so miles...”

Miles head turned towards a stern Lita with the most annoyed face. Lita was never one to beat around the bush.

“you messed up..terribly. But Don’t worry she likes your smile and fancy hair..I know, I read her diary.”

“She thinks it’s fancy?..”

“yup.”

Right then and there Lita gave his confidence right back to him and the little girl walked back out the kitchen knowing Y/n was coming back…she always did.

“Go to sleep-“

“I know! Don’t forget to tuck me in!”

Lita walked away and Y/n walked towards Miles bracing herself for the conversation.

When Y/n opened that door and saw miles her heart started to roll back to him and wanted more than just words. He was her heaven and hell. She wanted to ignore everything telling her to not come back.

“I love you Y/n and I know that doesn’t mean too much to you anymore. This last month has been terrible without you and I’m so sorry for saying things that aren’t true. You leaving was my reality check that not everyone was going to sit around and watch me cry and whine over someone who wasn’t there for me anymore….but you were. I love you for that, I love you for your family, for all that you do.”

Tears built up as both teens look at each other but Y/n tried so hard to just push him away…he was easy to love…but he was closed off and not easy to get love back from.

For miles he was willing to travel across the whole world for you, he just couldn’t see it and now he wants nothing more then you coming back to him.

“W-we can’t. We won’t, miles. I’m too busy, I have so much things going on. Our schedules and worlds aren’t the same right now. We’ve outgrown each other and that’s ok…you just realized it far too late.”

The last line burned into Miles heart and he was ready to accept his defeat…Y/n leaving and saying these words were enough punishment for all the things he’s done…but if he left now, he’d be giving her up on her too easily.

“We’ll make it work Y/n! I accept all of you. I’ve been watching you everyday for the past month, I know the new route you take home after hours of work. I see you taking care of Juan and Lita constantly. I know the reason why there was so many books on the table was because you’re tryin to pass all your exams. I know you’re feeling stressed and overworked…I know you’re trying to do better for everyone but Y/n your already perfect. You’re it for me.”

“Miles I can’t quit you…”

More tears and sobs fell from Y/n as miles stated all the actions and feelings Y/n had.

You see?…even with all the disagreements the pair had miles always gave Y/n a secure comfort spot. Much how Y/n was his way back to reality…he was her way to get away from it. They fit perfectly but too much built emotion pushed them away.

Miles rushed in hugging Y/n, suffocating her in his love and comfort in which Y/n couldn’t deny anymore.

“I’m sorry.”

That’s all he kept repeating to her as Y/n sulked into his arms. Within that moment Y/n went back to him. Once the tears went away the two looked at each other and shared a kiss, melting into each other.

Miles walked them back to the sofa and had them both fall onto it, sharing a laugh and now tears of happiness fell from Y/n.

“why are you crying..?”

“because I love you too..”

“I want my goodnight kiss too Y/n!!”

Their laughs soon became annoyed groans as they both get up and turn to Lita as she looks at them with a uninterested face.

“What? You promised me.”

Lita walked away with a stomp in her feet and crossed arms while Y/n got up from miles, walking away back to her duties.

She was walking mindlessly but turned to the sound of his footsteps.

“You can wait there Miles it’s fine I just gotta tuck them in.”

“I know I can but..I said I’d be here to love all of you didn’t i? I’ll help you.”

Y/n turned around quickly giving him one more hug and held his hand gently guiding him inside the room.

Both younger siblings were tucked in and as they walked out Juan and lita spoke again.

“Goodnight lovebirds!”

The door was shut quickly by Y/n in embarrassment as her cheeks heat up, turning red.

“Lovebirds huh? I like that name.”

Miles couldn’t get enough of the laugh and smiles Y/n let out, he embraced her one more time before saying goodnight and go.

They had outgrown each other…but they made another garden full of love.

!💜!

so sorry it took awhile to post I been studying for exams and this is my first week of summer 🫶 for some reason it’s not letting me tag some of you and I’m so sorry 🥲

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[singto-prachaya]

An author named AJ Sherwood seems to have ripped of Mame's Love Storm

So I am in a BL server and someone has been reading Fated Mates and How to Woo Them and was like "THE AUTHOR TOTALLY RIPPED OFF MAME".

You guys…. I'm reading this book called Fated Mates and How to Woo Them and THE AUTHOR TOTALLY RIPPED OFF MAME. The whole novel is LITA, but with the boss character also being a vampire. And I don't mean slightly similar. It's blatant plagiarism. Even some of the dialogue is stolen. I'm both disgusted and angry at this author

It doesn't become obvious until about 45% read. But even the side characters… Boss's twin, the girl Rain likes that likes Boss, the scene at the garage after Rain's bad day… It's so freaking blatant. I'm mad

While doing some googling I also found a reddit post from a couple months back.

Reddit post here

They also seemed to have ripped of a fanfic.

She wrote 73 books so I wonder if she plagiarized more:

And she published 16 novels in less than 2 y.

Edit

Looks like Kinnporsche too.

[thorniest-rose]

I headcanon that Eddie thought he was gay until he bought a Lita Ford album and realized that he does like women, he just wants to be dommed by them. Hence why Stephanie greedily going after his cock is such a turn-on. Especially since she's already so metal in Eddie's eyes.

And I definitely base this off "Fargo Rock City" by Chuck Klosterman-- there's a bit in there where he waxes about the mind-opening nature of his attraction to Lita Ford. Really, I just think everyone in this fandom should read the book for 80s metal verisimilitude, but you're kinda my favorite so I'm reccing it to you.

oh my GOD. I'm obsessed with that?? Love the thought that Eddie thinks he's gay because he's only ever been attracted to men but then he sees women like Lita Ford and Joan Jett in magazines and music videos and he's just like "ah..." and fantasises about them domming him and jerks off so hard he almost sprains his wrist. Cue him realising he's attracted to both men and women, and is cool with that, if a little surprised, but then he meets Stephanie Harrington and he's just like "oh shit" because she's beautiful and badass and brave and can kill demobats with her tits out, and he's just SUCH a goner for her, thinking it'll be completely unrequited because no way would Stephanie like him back, but then they've saved the world and they're making out and she's scratching her nails down his back and pulling his hair and telling him she's going to ride his cock and he's going to lie there and be a good boy for her, and he almost goes cross-eyed he's so turned on, coming multiple times before he's even inside her while she laughs and calls him a messy boy.

[surrealsunday]

Hi!

I saw you ask why the random english during the PaiSky wedding and I'm here for an overly long explanation!

Firstly- This wedding scene was based off of the LITA Special Novel. The Special Novel is set as an in-between novel- that details the 10yr relationship of PhayuRain and PaiSky up until their proposals. It's soo good. If you haven't read it yet- please let me know and I'll link you! It shows the growth of their relationships and love throughout their 20s to their proposal [30s].

Onwards to the [Spoiler] answer.

Prapai studied abroad in England so he is fluent in english. He loves poetry and classic literature. Canonically- his bookcases are full of poems and various classic literature books. As a result- when he proposed to Sky- he recites his favorite lines from his favorite romance poem [The english Vows in the Wedding scene].

Since Pai likes classic literature and poetry- Sky wants to get to know Pai’s interests more and gets into reading the stuff on his shelves. [As such, Sky recites Pai's favorite poem back to him for the wedding vows].

Isn't that sweet🥹🥹It's a connection to the special novel!

Fun Fact- The proposal takes place about 10yrs after they start dating. So the wedding should** be when Sky is about 30 and Pai is around 36?

Oh my god THANK YOU for this!!! I love this context so much!!! Like, I still think they should have left the english out of the show because my main issue is that Pai would have been completely fluent and Fort is not (which is not at all a criticism of how Fort speaks english because I actually love how he does and I bow down to anyone who attempts speaking more than one language), but that took me out of the moment slightly because it felt more like Fort than Pai. But I can forgive that now knowing this is the context behind it from the special story. God... they're so freaking sweet. I love that they were together so long before marrying too 🥺! Thanks so much for giving me these details! ❤️❤️❤️

P.S. Sky wanting to know about Pai's interests???? Reading his favourite poem? Pai HAVING a favourite poem???!!! Kill me right now. I understand why they couldn't give us that context in the Wedding series as it wasn't about them but... it's such a shame we weren't allowed that context as viewers.

[wuxian-vs-wangji]

THIS EPISODE WRECKED ME. I NEED THE SPECIAL EPISODE NOW

My read of Love Sea progressed quicker than I expected thanks to some work stuff that I had to kill time for

So I actually finished the book about a day after I said I was going to read it XD Nothing that happened in this episode was a surprise in any way, beyond Mahasamut getting the tattoo on his neck instead of his chest.

IDK if Mame will base the bonus episode off the special chapters or not (since she didn't for LITA), but I really hope we get the Mutrak sex scene from that in all its glory because

[darth-sonny]

But what if, maybe...

It wasn't fair. Kirby was watching the baby coo and gurgle at everything in her cradle, not knowing how much hatred they were putting into their glare.

Mikey had left them watching Lita while he went to check on his risotto, and while they didn't really want to, that ugly part of them told them to comply. They did.

It would be easy. They could just push her to her side and they wouldn't even need to do anything else- she would choke on her own. Kirby shook their head. It wasn't fair. Not for them, and not for this... this thing that was everything they couldn't be. They reached a hand to keep her from actually turning to her side, because no, they didn't want her to die, that would upset uncle Raph and auntie Lisa, they just wanted her gone.

She fell back to her previous position on her shell and for the first time had her eyes land on them. And without hesitation, the baby smiled and grabbed their hand. What a strange new toy, she was thinking, and bit one of their fingers. Kirby snorted. Her bites were so weak.

"I hate you." They said. Lita giggled in pure adoration.

She didn't look at them like the others. She looked at them in a way not even dad managed to look sometimes. Curiosity, joy. Taking them in as this someone she didn't know anything about, with no hint of suspicion or resentment. She was about to bite too close to his claw, so they retreated their hand. Lita whimpered for the loss of such interesting toy.

"Do you like comics?" They asked. She moved her hands in a grabby motion, and without thinking too much, Kirby picked her up. "I can read mine for you. It's okay if you sleep through it too."

And then...

Mikey had a mini panic attack when he saw the craddle empty. He never showed, but it was hard not to feel suspicious of Kirby around the baby - that's why he left them alone, after all! To show to himself that these feelings were baseless! But now where the SHELL was Kirby?? And where was Lita??

He ran through the lair before allerting someone in mad despair, what would he do?? Whay if Kirby had done something? What if-

Mikey heard a soft chirp and a long churr. He followed the sound towards Kirby's playroom (because they only ever slept with Leo and their room was basically a big toy store), only to find...

"I know I said you could sleep, but this is the best part! How are you going to understand the sequel if you don't pay attention?" Their voice sas mildly annoyed, but soft.

Lita churred sleepily and Kirby yawned. They were sat in their bed with baby Lita blinking tiredly on their lap.

"Okay, fine. But you're not getting away from this, young lady. This is uncle Raph's favorite edition, you gotta know it to have what to talk about with him." They closed the comic book and picked her up.

Mikey was stunned, and felt emotions akin to pride, guilt and joy in his chest. He had been concerned about Kirby when Lita arrived, but now...

Maybe now things could get better.

^^^^^^me with this ask

[edgessunflower]

Hot tub relief

Pairing: Lita x Fem reader

Description: Lita has you use the hot tub to help ease your body from Fibromyalgia pain

Despite being in so much pain throughout most of your body and no oral pain reliever helping, you still wanted to go with Lita and hang out with the boys after working most of the time. You secretly bite your tongue through the pain as you eat and slowly strip down to your bikini to hop in the hot tub bracing yourself for the stiffness and body aches to come as you climb in next to lita and Test but instead you feel your body turn to a noodle as the perfectly hot water and the jets hitting your muscles and the pressure points in your body almost becoming glued to the hot tub until the inside of your body felt like an oven leading you to lay outside on the deck as your body cooled down jumping when you get a piece of swiss cheese thrown over your face courtesy of test before he gives you a a sandwich. "You pull a muscle?" you look up at Jeff as you lean against the entryway of the kitchen in jeff's house slightly leaned over due to the pain in your back, you shake your head before explaining your Fibromyalgia to him which makes him look at you with sympathy before handing you a pack of patches that he and Matt would use whenever they pulled muscles or very sore after matches which helped them sleep whenever they were extra sore from tag team ladder matches leading to you back in the hot tub for another hour before drying off and laying on the couch while lita put a patch on you which started off like a menthol feeling followed by a numbing and relief effect all at once. The patch is changed after you shower and massaged by lita who is confused when you don't jump when the cold patch hits your skin or don't pull your tank top back on only to realize that you had fallen asleep while she was rubbing your back, she pulled the covers over you and placed your tank top at the end of the bed before she read half of a book for the next half hour until she had you wrapped in her arms running her hand along your side occasionally digging her fingers into your lower back to help combat the pain as she felt the patch get warm before changing it in the morning while you still slept.

[marmolita]

getting back into ffxv 5+ years after the first time means I have to migrate my playlists to a new music app, which sadly I have to do by clicking on each individual song because every service hates me and I hate them all too

also this has revealed to me that Google mysteriously deleted some of my files (don't worry I have a backup)

BUT more importantly I am reconnecting with my Noctis playlist, which includes discovering that I still remember all the words to some Gackt songs from 2000 😅

[todorroki]

Love Sea ep 1 thoughts

a little ramble/unorganized post of thoughts on ep 1 of love sea. so i watched the first ep twice, since the first time i was partially live tweeting some of my reactions and missed a few things. i enjoyed it!! quite a bit too, mostly bc i love fortpeat and i'll gobble up absolutely anything they're in. as with mame stories, in order to enjoy them to the fullest, my brain is off, my fujin glasses are on.

first off: gorgeous shots, even more gorgeous setting. i Love bright colors, and this island is really giving just that. like... NATURE!! so much green from the trees and the underwater shots are so good as well. i'm gonna be a little sad when they return to the city. not sure what episode this will land on but my guess is around ep 4? if they keep the pacing as it is right now.

this was a solid first episode. we get introduced to the main cast, their jobs, and a bit of their personality. and the end of the episode gives a glimpse of tongrak's trauma and a preview of the looming problem that should come to light as the series progresses. i'm honestly Very curious how they're going to handle the main conflict, if they're going to take anything out or change it. i am open to what changes they May do since i've already seen a (in my opinion) good change they made for the last scene on the boat.

in the novel, tongrak actually slaps mut when he tries to wipe his tears. yes, full on bitch slap to the face. which, honestly, when i read that part, i looked up from my phone and was like "ok...but why....." so i'm glad they took it out. i'm not mad about having a slap scene in general, but it seemed like a weird reaction (to me), even with the knowledge of WHY rak behaves the way he does. no spoilers, but i had that ????? reaction more than once throughout the novel so hopefully they're able to better translate book scenes to screen. i'll keep my expectations measured regardless.

i'm also wondering if they're going to have conner show up since we have his voice. not gonna lie, i was 90% expecting them to have silence on the other side when talking to conner on the phone. sorry for not believing in u mame lol.. and speaking of PHONE CALLS, idk if i'm traumatized from LITA but i audibly Cheered when i heard proper phone call audio effects. can u tell my expectations for the audio direction were in the ground lmao. and i'm still holding my breath bc LITA had proper call audio in the first ep but dropped it later. praying for consistency over here.

putting my fears aside, PEAT'S STYLING IN THIS SERIES!!! he looks sooo good. and fort in that wetsuit ho my god... so many good visuals here. also i know i read the novel, but i was still completely unprepared for the tongrak attempted seduction scene... i knew it would happen but i wasn't ready to see it with my eyeballs!!! that was WAY more skin than i expected. earlier this week, peat was saying we'd get to see his thighs in ep 1. SIR, we saw much more than that!!! got me screaming at 10am. fortpeat are doing so well here. fort is in his element completely with mahasamut, and peat does vulnerability so so well. i'm excited to see them in more emotional scenes.

now for extra scattered thoughts below ↓

i'm just glad for the brighter setting to see peat's eyes in the light. BEAUTIFUL

2. love sand in the corner of mook's desk and test love on the floor! i enjoy the mame universe easter eggs.

3. the live laugh love-esque font made me laugh sorry

4. MMY WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO TO GET THIS PHOTOSET IN PREMIUM HD

5. tongrak is stronger than me. if someone started reading my wip i'd shut my screen so fast

anyways i'm VERY excited to see more fortpeat in action. i wrote this post to keep track of my own thoughts, but if you found this and happened to read it, thank you for your time!!

[italianpersonwithashippersheart]

Can I ask your top 10 fav fics ever (from any fandom, if you don't mind)?

Also, just curious, is there a story behind your name "italianpersonwithashippersheart"?

The name used to be italiangirlwithanenglishheart, because ever since I started to be fluent in English I have been speaking and thinking in English and have always feel more connected to English things then Italian ones.

I have change girl to person when I started to questioning my gender and english to shipper because I am trying to have more interest in my own language and culture and trying not be so english focus (also because I have stopped wanting to move to the UK or America, no offence but *looks at the news* yikes).

I am not sure how good I will be with the list of fics recs, or if I can even get to 10 but I will try:

Philkas College Verse Series, continuation of the Eyewitness miniseries and canon as far as I am concerned: https://archiveofourown.org/series/697560

The Verse or Ari & Dante series continuation of the Aristotele and Dante Discover the Secret of the Universe first book only https://archiveofourown.org/series/1411420

Resplendent Verse Series and Until We Meet Again AU series where Korn and In didn't die but still seperated and rekindle their romance in their 50s thanks to Dean and Pharm (aka the greatest fic I have ever read, seriously!!!) https://archiveofourown.org/series/2324807

The Seven Deadly Sins series from Hannibal (there are many fics I love in the Hannigram fandom, but this is the series I come back to the most) https://archiveofourown.org/series/2835709

I want to shut out to the only 3 fics on ao3 about Anwar and Maxxie from Skins Gen 1, the only fics that understand these two characters as I have: https://archiveofourown.org/tags/Anwar%20KharralsMaxxie%20Oliver/works

A Daemon AU Six of Crows Wesper Focus fic that is super amazing http://archiveofourown.org/works/32207206

Free Falling (Catch me if you Can) & Made The Right Selection from Red White and Royal Blue http://archiveofourown.org/works/34050883 & http://archiveofourown.org/works/33559741

The Still Incomplete On My Mind, Under My Skin LITA poly fic. One of the best poly fics I ever read. EDIT: I wanted to add the writer's tumblr but I had a memory lapse and could not remember it, now I do this amazing fic series is by @poetry-protest-pornography

Shape you like an ocean (come alive or come undone) - Black/Yok Not Me https://archiveofourown.org/works/38762907

A Helping Hand Ming/Wayo Ghost Ship fic from 2moons ttp://archiveofourown.org/works/24064309

And BONUS: kueadiao kissies Cutie Pie almost poly fic http://archiveofourown.org/works/46516054 (I can't find an actual poly ship for the cutie pie couples the way I can for the LITA couples and I will die mad about it)

Thanks for the ask anon this was a lot of fun. It was difficult to narrow down a favorite in some of this fandoms, but these are the ones that jump into my head right away.

[miusmusings]

fandom get to know me better meme

Thanks for the tag @le-trash-prince!! Please pretend I'm not a month-ish late with the answer (⸝⸝⸝O﹏O⸝⸝⸝)

3 ships you like: This is too hard... I love all the ships from my shows (and ofc Pit Babe and The Sign deserves special mention these days!) but from other fandoms hmmmm

In no particular order -

Wolfgang/Soohyuk from Kings's Maker and Triple Crown. My bbs. They deserve the world and more u.u

KhunBam from Tower of God. They were my obsession for a long, long time. I still miss the fandom sometimes :')

SakuAtsu from Haikyuu. Technically I adore all Haikyuu ships but the fanfics and fanart for ship is ✨✨✨✨

Honorary mentions to RoseMaya from LoA for stealing my heart, and Gigolas, a ship I discovered recently that's been an absolute delight <3

first ship ever: Romione. It started my fanfic journey in ffn back in the day 💀

last song you heard: Invisible Love by Nut Supanat from my Thai playlist rn. I'm obsessed (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)<3

favorite childhood book: There's so many that it's hard to choose favourites lmao. But ig Leela Majumder's Holde Pakhir Palok... I still love it so much. It's a book you find more and more layers and diff stuff to relate to as you grow from a child to a teen to an adult. Literally all of Leela Majumder's works are <3 For smt in English... maybe Oscar Wilde's short stories. Still read them sometimes u.u

currently reading: Terry Prachett's Guards! Guards! Dipping my toes into Discworld owo! I've been v slow with it tho >.>

currently watching: I've been in a rut after The Sign and Pit Babe ended, so only 23.5 for the airing ones (tho there's soooo many good ones airing rn... when will my brain let me go back to watching shows again... T^T) But I'm also watching MSP, and LITA (this one's technically a rewatch) with ma friends u.u

currently consuming: Honeyed water cause I have a sore throat from this hot af weather T^T

currently craving: ice creams. Lots of em. And chilled mango juice.

No pressure tags @acingthecounts, @valentinaonthemoon, @wenyousi, @ranysflower, @sternammorgen, @bastard-ceo, @dramalets (if you guys haven't done this yet) and everyone who wants to join in!! (.◡ ‿ ◡ .)

[breesays]

My son, my sun

Where did my little boo learn to talk to plants? We take plant babies from Gramma Lita's massive yard, recently started propagating them in water. Nothing for the first couple of weeks. Then Des said, "Mama, let me hold them" - and he took the bulb in his hand, looked lovingly at that little would-be-could-be plant and spoke to it in a way that astonished me. "You are so beautiful" he said. "You are doing such a good job. I am so happy to see you." I died, they thrived.

Four nights ago we unwrapped a fragrant bath bomb and I said, "Mmm, rose" and he started serenading me, from the "wonderful roses" part of "Til There Was You" and who can even do that? I feel like if I want to sing something, even casually, I have to start from the top. He vocalizes the percussion part of songs. Chh chh chh. Probably not revolutionary, but something new for my brain.

Some of the moms who got a spot in TK are reporting back that one of their kids "goals" for the year is to count to 20. Oh. Des can count to 100, and in Spanish. The other day he taught me how to say "knees" in Spanish, which is when I found out he can sing "Head Shoulders Knees and Toes" in a second language. He remembers numbers really well, and has a good grasp of time. He can math way more at 4 years old than I could at like, 7 years old - and that's just because it's interesting to him, measurements and doubling things and how old was his friend Felix when he turned 2? Sometimes I just have to say, "That is a calculation I can't do on the fly, buddy."

He's growing his hair out long so he can make it curly, like his friend Vienna and his cousin Emerson. I wish he liked to read books together more, but maybe that will come later. It's OK if that's an interest we don't share. We make up new words until we're too tired, me channeling the IKEA catalog. Sometimes he says, "I have an idea - let's count to the highest number we know" to which I reply, "That does not sound like fun to mama, can we play a word game instead?" He also loves blowing up and popping balloons. Actually, he loves doing a lot of things with balloons - keepy uppy, birdy-flying, inflating then deflating, using them as stamps, talking about them on his imaginary YouTube channel...

He likes to eat seaweed snacks and will basically try any food at least once. He loves tomatoes, so much so that he will eat them like an apple. He steals my sushi and told me the pumpkin seeds needed "more paprika."

He makes funny observations. I took him to my work party recently and I told him Erica was in charge. When we looked back at photos from that night he asked, "Does Erica ever go home?" I said "Yes, of course, she has two kiddos of her own - why do you think that she doesn't?" He said, "Well, she's in charge."

My therapist is retiring at the end of the year, and then I won't have anyone to tell me what's healthy or adjusted anymore. I told her that sometimes Desmond says, "You know, Mama, I love Dada more than you." I respond: "That's OK, my love for you doesn't change." It doesn't hurt me, it makes me curious - what is he trying to accomplish? That non-judgemental curiosity they tried to summon from the depth of my cold being during the "can we save this marriage?" time - there it is! Therapist said: It's remarkable that he even vocalized this. It's called secure attachment.

For awhile I also wondered - does Des need therapy during this transition? He has asked why we don't live together anymore and I said, "not all families live together" - but all the families he knew of, did. So we got a couple books. Representation. Therapist said: Unless he is acting out, or it's disrupting, he is ok. Again, the fact that he's even asking these questions is GREAT. I do a value a good question-asker.

I'm still writing my book of essays and I've recently hit 38K words. I've considered publishing under a pseudonym, because I don't want to FIGHT about asexuality. I just want some previously unlearned people to know that it EXISTS. I publish most of my revelations and feelings about being Ace on my Medium. The blog that upset him was titled "Ace Week 2023" - and posted on Medium. I didn't have the time or mental capacity to react at the time. I just chose not to. Spiral, if you must - I will not add any fuel. But I did feel mad, when I unboxed that compartmentalization --

Sometimes I want to be kind and gentle and empathic because, wow we didn’t know anything, did we? There wasn’t the vocabulary for what I was experiencing. There were no alternate storylines to draw inspiration from. But sometimes I am furious, violated, underestimated. 

If you just light the path, everyone will find their own way there, right? I’m the deer in headlights, then I run towards the inevitable crash. Scampering off into the unlit wild was somehow more intimidating. So, blind yourself. Numb yourself. Anything to get to the other side.

[lutawolf]

TharnType Episode 3

Let me say that as a reader of the book. The shower scene was not done well enough. TharnType is the book, that made me realize that MAME got a NO KINK. What's a no kink? You haven't read my LITA reviews have you, but okay, I'll explain. This is not to be confused with a nonconsensual kink. A No Kink is found mostly in D/s relationships but is also found in a lot of relationships of SA survivors. I know you won't get that, and you don't need to, but know it's a protection method that some survivors brains have created. What does a person want from the No kink? They essentially either want the No to rile up their Dom or they really like to be talked into doing something they are saying no to. Example "No we can't do that here, we are in public" but they really want to do it here in public, they just want their Dom or partner to convince them of it. Again, this is not a nonconsensual kink. There's a massive difference between "No, fuck off." and "Nope. Convince me." and even "No. Make me." Anyway, in the book. The scene above is written as a no kink, and they really did try to imply that. Look how Type's lips are pursing.

But, I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's start at the beginning. Type comes in and tells Tharn that he knows it was him who helped when he is sick. Tharn apologizes for meddling. "I won't leave you to rot. No matter how much we hate each other. I can't sit around and do that." "You make me feel like a total asshole." "You already are." See. An act of kindness is getting Type to come around. See how unreasonable he is being. They are adorable. Type acts like a child and Tharn loves it. When Type's anger does come about and is directed, Tharn is now unbothered. He returns the hate with playfulness. And this is when Type begins to truly start to fall because his ugliness is meet with unconditional.

Book Excerpt: No, I hate him. He's gay. He's the most hated species in the world. But in the end, the voice in my heart gradually weakened.

Tharn soothes Type to not have nightmares while he is sleeping and then mocks him in the morning. True Love.

Type and Techno have a violent relationship, but they both are good with it. To me, it has a bit of D/s brat friendship and Techno has no issues standing up to Type. Just like Techno telling him that he is both their friends now and basically to suck it. You can see the conflict with Type. He knows Tharn is a good guy, but he has a bias built on emotional pain. It's hard to logic and disconnect emotions when no one has helped you. See how Techno talks to Type. He can stand up to Type just fine, so their friendship relationship works for them.

Type brings food to Tharn, his favorite, and includes his favorite type of drink. He remembered from when they had been friends of sorts. Tharn is thrilled because this was basically a test to see where they really stood. Excerpt from the book: Therefore, today Tharn will ask him to help with the meal, knowing that… If he directly tells Type that he will definitely refuse it directly but if he does so through Ai’No, he may agree. Even if other people think it's just a small thing but because of Type, they hate him very much. There's no reason to bring food to him. Therefore, if he is willing to help him buy food, it may mean that… His dislike for him has decreased and the relationship between the two people has almost eased to the extent that they can be friends.

Type decides to not sleep. He knows that Tharn has been doing something, but he doesn't know what. Tharn comes in and pets Type's head, saying, "I must be crazy to think you're cute."

He lays a gentle kiss and then tells him that he hopes he doesn't have nightmares. But Type wasn't asleep, and he felt this, heard this, and knew somebody gave a shit despite everything he has dealt out. That's going to make it passed the bias. Regardless of what he feels about gays, this is an act of love that can't help but be heard. I can't explain what it's like to have a lifeline. When someone sees you at your ugliest and worst but isn't scared away. That's someone you can trust, and what's more attractive than that?

Book Excerpt: Since knowing what Tharn does to himself every night, Type can't sleep. Also, there is a man holding his face and wishing him a good dream and which straight man can sleep after that! Type thought gloomily, because now, when Tharn touched him every night… He even had desire.

He is back to trying to jerk off, but all he can think about is Tharn. Excerpts from the book: “Calm down, calm down, calm down!” In the end, Type can't restrain the instinct of the body. The whole body is shouting… I'm dying. I want his hands to help me! “Ah yes!” Finally, Type closed his eyes again and held himself in his hands. He tried to think about the sexy beauties in the videos. At first, the effect seems to be good, especially when thinking about the sweet voice of those beautiful women who are delicate and soft, but then he thought of Tharn saying “You're cute, Type.” Fuck me! Think about beauty, think about beauty, big breasted beauty. However, the more I tell myself, the more I think about the handsome face. Type sped up the speed of his jerking hands. The more he doesn't allow himself to think about it, the more the face floats around in front of his eyes. He came… Because of Tharn.

Tharn has learned to tease Type instead of getting mad. Which is driving Type both crazy and turned on. Which he can't handle. And a couple of things to know about Tharn. He has been upping thing as Type has pretends to sleep. He is fully aware of Type pretending to sleep and aware of the attraction between them building. He knows Type is feeling him. Because the normal Type would have kicked him.

Type attempts to run away by going to take a shower. Once done, he realizes that he doesn't have his boxers. Opens the door in his towel and Tharyn takes advantage of the situation. A lot of people have called this scene SA and honestly if you aren't paying attention and don't comprehend the internal conflict than I can kind of see the point. By this point, Tharn knows Type likes him, he knows he has a reason for hating gays, and that's what keeps him from accepting the mutual attraction, but he also knows that he's allowed to take things further when Type is "sleeping." Now, I will say that I probably would have thrown up and missed a whole hell of a lot in this scene if I hadn't read the book. Because of the book. I knew what I was looking for.

If you pay attention, you can see why this is considered No Kink, but you got to be looking for it. The show tried, but this is a hard thing to convey without showing us what's inside their head. Book excerpt: the less experienced person began to just pant, he tried to pull himself away but subconsciously instead kept pulling Tharn closer, he wanted him to continue, but the point is that he was not self-aware of it. The mouth cussed, but the whole body strength disappears in an instant, the heart couldn't wait to want more. But the dignity of having to admit it was broken. He felt that it was so good that Tharn didn’t want it to stop.

With the excerpt in mind. If you watch, you can really see how they tried to pull this off. Type acts reluctant yet looks Tharn in the eye, he tells Tharn to let him go but bites his lip when Tharn kisses his body more. Remember that one scene, that was clearly a no. We aren't seeing that here. He isn't fighting, and he isn't saying no. Instead, if you look, you can see Type gripping and kissing back. Rubbing his hands across Tharn's body. When Tharn finally goes to put his hand under Type's towel, he pauses on Type's leg. He's waiting for a reaction that will give him a yes or no on proceeding. Which at this point Type is completely lost to the passion.

Would this be acceptable in real life? Absolutely not, but I don't judge myself for my dreams or fantasies. Art is a healthy outlet for me to feel. For me, I can clearly see the no kink, so I'm going to sit back and enjoy the boy getting what he wants without acknowledging just yet what he isn't ready to acknowledge. Because it's not real, it's a fantasy. But I 100% get why it isn't for everyone, just don't fuck with my enjoyment.

Tharn gives Type the best blowjob of his life and when Type can think again, he is suddenly capable of pushing Tharn away. He throws his towel at Tharn and tells him he'll have to wash it. Then he runs, all the while yelling at himself to be hate him and be disgusted. Literally trying to talk himself into it, but when he can't, he goes and hides under his blanket.

Stupid Tharn can't just take his win, but has to taunt. Which ends up with him feeling Type's elbow to the gut. Suddenly he can fight, but couldn't in the shower? This wasn't like before, where he was locked in a flashback. Nope, this entire time, Type was aware. He could have hurt Tharn if he wanted, like he did once Tharn taunted him.

In all honesty. Tar upsets me more than anything. And I think MAME meant for him to, but few people bring him up. He is so locked in by his trauma that there is nothing for him. Remember how I talked about no lifeline and being locked in your head. Tar is in that place of trying to live but constantly being having fear. He's locked in his head. It's no way to live. But all these people who talk about the show don't talk about him! How are you speaking for SA survivors and not talking about Tar! Tar is taunted and haunted by his tormentor. Do you know what that is like, you are never safe, and you barely know what joy is because you are locked in constant reminder of what happened to you.

This boy is living in hell, and it's far worse to watch him suffer than the fucking shower scene everyone wants to talk about as being wrong. He hurts me, you guys. Tar is who you are right after it happens. Those first few years when you haven't figured out how to put the armor on, haven't gotten the will to live enough to hate. The only reason that boy is alive is for his brother. And that's so fucking sad and relatable, and nobody talks about him.

Everybody check out Kla. Trading to get pictures of Techno. Man, I really wish we would get their story. I get it. If people had problems with this, they'd really have problems with Kla and Techno's story, but there is something attractive about a bad boy that would burn the world for you.

Okay, this next part when Type gets touched. It actually makes me sick. Another part that is very realistic but nobody talks about. You guys, If you trigger me, and I'm able to push past that freeze. I'm going to react without thinking and barely remember what I did. I'm in fight or flight mode. I have done this exact same thing. Nobody touches me without permission. Nobody. I don't care how bad you want to give me a hug, back the fuck-up. If you aren't one of my kids, you can not touch me without me knowing you are coming. My kids, have learned from everyone else. My husband and besties, they don't come up behind me, and they never try to scare me. I really don't have that many issues because I'm Type and resting bitch face keeps most people more than arm length away.

I do not blame Type for what he did, and it pisses me off that he was made to be a victim again. Not that he'd really reached survivor status, but that's besides the point. He knows himself, and he tried to leave. He wasn't rude, he didn't say anything, was just going to extract himself from the situation. They reach out to touch him and Techno stops them. He knows that Type can not be touched, see Techno really knows Type well. Why don't we ever see conversations on this clear lack of consent. They aggressively ignored the signs that he didn't want to be touched, and there is nothing that makes what they did right. What they did to him was wrong. They tried to cancel him over something they started. By them crossing a boundary. MAME once again pointing out that anyone can be the guilty party, but often don't think about that. If it had been a male touching a female without permission, everyone would have seen that what happened wasn't okay. Why the double standards? Because he isn't a likable character, or because he is male? If that's why, maybe it's time to admit to yourself that you have some biases that need to be faced.

Well this was another long one. Hope you still enjoyed it as much as the other two. Thank you for taking the time to read it. 💜💜💜