#love my gothic magic husband but

[betasuppe]

I HAD to do this - my sister & I haven't stopped calling Brassius a "generic brand Hubert" & I doubt we ever will lmaooo

[andragoras-in-vanity]

ah the bathtub scene, akin to what the shower scene is to slashers

[writerthreads]

Ten must-read books for writers (or anyone, really.)

By Writerthreads on Instagram

Obviously this list is highly subjective and based on my research and personal experience. Please share your favourite books as well!!

1. To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf

Woolf is the queen of the stream of consciousness and a master at diving into characters' inner thoughts, conveying complex emotions, themes and perspective. Her prose is breathtaking, her character memorable.

2. Beloved by Toni Morrison

Morrison tackles difficult themes with poise like no other, diving into topics like grief, trauma, and identity. Read this book to learn how to develop multi-layered narratives whilst maintaining perfect pacing and a intricate narrative structure.

3. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

A masterpiece. Sharp social commentary, eloquent prose and vivid imagery... what more can you want from a book? Every word was chosen for a purpose, and it shows the importance of restraint in writing.

4. The Lord of the Rings by J. R. R. Tolkien

Tolkien's legendary fantasy world-building makes his series a staple in fantasy literature. The geography, cultures and histories in his works are well-crafted. Anyone trying to build a complex world can learn from from this series.

5. Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf

Our second Woolf classic in this list! Mrs. Dalloway is a masterclass of a perfect character study. Woolf weaves different viewpoints intricately, capturing the essence of human experience.

6. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

Austen character development is legendary, showcasing complex, evolving characters like Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy. The novel’s witty dialogue show insight into personality and societal norms, and her narrative voice and well-structured plot keeps readers hooked to the very end.

7. Never Let Me Go by Kazoo Ishiguro

Ishiguro’s novel presents a quietly devastating exploration of memory, identity, and humanity through a dystopian lens. The subtle, restrained prose and profound emotional impact illustrate how to weave complex themes into a seemingly simple narrative.

8. The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid

This book made me cry so very hard. The author explored themes like identity and fame, while creating an engaging and multi-layered plot that had me hooked. Reid’s vivid prose showcases techniques for creating emotionally resonant and storytelling that allows readers to feel for the characters.

9. One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Márquez’s masterpiece provides a gorgeous, profound exploration of magical realism. Its intricate narrative and richly imagined world blends fantastical elements with real-world themes into something unique and breathtaking.

10. Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte

Brontes exploration of dark themes, framed within a dark and brooding narrative, makes it the quintessential gothic read. It's emotionally intense, complex in structure, and definitely memorable, perfect for any budding writer dabbling in dark academia, modern gothic literature, horror, etc.

And here's my rather shoddy list from a non-English major who reads too much! And Sorry for the lack of accents on the required letters, I haven't figured out how to add them on my laptop. Please give me a general opinion on my book recs and whether they're good, or if you have more suggestions! Lots of love.

[gay-dorito-dust]

Hey I just sent your wednesday telling tish and gomez she has a gf fanfic and I loved it was wondering if you could do kinda off a part 2 to it where its parents week aging and they meet yn

“My parents wishes to meet you.” You almost spat out your drink at the suddenness of your girlfriends words. “Well good morning to you too my dear rose thorn.” You coughed whilst Wednesday patted your back until your airways cleared up. “Why do your parents want to meet me? Did they ask about me? What did you say? Please tell me you didn’t tell them about the time I tripped and accidentally pulled down Ajax’s beanie and had mrs Thornhill accidentally stoned?” You pestered Wednesday with question after question but it was more out of your nervous habit rather then being annoying.

You were just worried that when you finally do get the meet Wednesday’s parents, whatever they said to her in confidence would immediately be retracted once they got to know you other then being their daughters girlfriend. “Cara mia,” Wednesday’s face softened at your worries as she held your hand in hers, making you look at her with an insecurity written across your face, “you fret over nothing, my parents aren’t the shallow type that retract their statements. You’re already beloved by Thing.”

You both looked to Thing who was having his nails painted by Enid in a matte black colour. You smiled at the hand before looking back at Wednesday, who was already looking at you with a rarity of a smile across her lips. You were thankful of her attempts of easing your worries as you brought your arms around her waist, drawing her close. “How could I dare compete with such beauty.” You softly spoke. “Don’t inflate Thing’s ego, he won’t let me live it down if you do.” Wednesday replied but noticed how you didn’t take your eyes off her. “I wasn’t talking about Thing.” You said, eyes closing shut when you felt her draw her lips to your cheek, opening them once more when Wednesday draws herself away.

“Okay, okay we get it your both cute, your both adorable and in love and shit but please reframe from being so gothically cutesy in front of my client. Thank you.” Enid said as she gestured to Thing, who was attempting to either fan himself or dry his nails faster. You weren’t quite sure which but found it humorous as you felt a smile creep up on your lips. “Alright then, we’ll leave you and your client to it.” You said to Enid who gave you a soldiers salute before facing Wednesday, presenting your arm to her as you breathed a nervous sigh.

“I believe your parents awaits us my lady of darkness.” Wednesday could feel the tension as she slipped her arm through your arm, bringing her hand to intertwine with yours, squeezing it reassuringly as you felt her black painted nails gently bite into your skin. “Relax my love, they can smell fear.” She whispered in your ear as she lead the both of you out of the dorm and to the entrance hall of the school just as a sleek black car pulled up. A tall woman emerged from the car first with hair as black as night cascading down her shoulders that matched her black dress which made her look as though she were gliding through billows of black mist.

She was beautiful, you could easily tell she was Wednesday’s mother because only a beauty of her stature could create the beauty that was your girlfriend. Next to come out of the car was a stout man dressed in a dark pinstriped suit, he immediately rushed to his wife’s side, joining their hands together tightly as though they were scared to be separated from one another. He was a handsome man in his own right and you could tell that he treated Wednesday’s mother like a goddess with how openly affectionate he was to her and vice versa.

It was rare to see an openly happy husband and wife. It always seemed that by the time they stopped having kids, or were in the midst of having them, the magic of their relationship gives away into a hostile environment that the kids are the primary victims of. So you were extremely happy that Wednesday was born to two loving people as her parents. However you noticed how her shoulders deflate when she didn’t see whom she wanted to see the most. “Pugsley’s not with them, I guess he’s still in school…getting shoved in a locker somewhere.” She murmurs under her breath, a little disappointed.

“I’m sure your brother join next time my black dahlia.” You reassured her, bringing up her hand to press a tender kiss to it before your eyes widened in realisation of what you’ve just done and in the presence of her parents too. You looked over at Morticia and Gomez who were already looking at you and their daughter with soft expressions as they turned to one another. “I believe that’s the little mouse who’s stole our vipers heart.” Gomez told Morticia who only smiled sweetly, gripping her husbands hand. “ I believe so too,” she starts before looking over at you with observant eyes that made you stand straighter then you ever were. “She’s just adorable, don’t you think dear Gomez?”

You didn’t know how to feel about being talked about as though you aren’t there but you didn’t have to wait that much longer before they both walked up to greet you and Wednesday. “Wednesday, have you gotten into the school spirit yet?” Morticia asked her daughter who only looked unimpressed. “Can’t you see I’m just dying with so much school spirit.” Wednesday’s replied made a chuckle slip past your lips, causing her, Morticia and Gomez’s attention to be brought to you and you immediately choked. “I’m sorry, I apologise for laughing.” You said but Morticia and Gomez only smiled whilst Wednesday brought your hand to her lips, mirroring your actions earlier in hopes of relieving you of some of your anxieties.

“It’s quite alright dear, I’m just enlightened that someone can see the humour in our daughter’s dankness.” Gomez replied, “you must be the girl who stole our Wednesday’s heart right from her chest. Tell me, was it as dark as she claims it was?” You looked to Wednesday and smiled, feeling slightly at ease with her parents reception of you. “Oh it’s as dark as they come and then some, she is forever my black diamond for her shine maybe nonexistent to most but to me,” you tug your girlfriend close. in an outburst of self confidence as her free hand found home on your shoulder, “she shines brighter then any.”

Wednesday temporarily didn’t know how to respond to your genuine words but Morticia and Gomez couldn’t help but love you even more as they got to see how you treated their daughter and vice versa. You and Wednesday reminded them when they were younger and that’s the type of devotion they wanted for their daughter and were happy that Wednesday had found you. “Oh your becoming an Addams already my dear.” Morticia said fondly as she tenderly reaches for your cheek.

“Just don’t go breaking our daughter’s heart before we can incite the welcoming ceremony.” She adds and as soon as she pulls away, Gomez goes in for a big hug, taking you away from Wednesday who only watched in slight amusement as you are squeezed into her fathers famous bear hugs. “I can’t wait for you to become a viper, my little mouse.” He says, pulling away to address his daughter, “rest assured my little viper, upon the next parents evening we’ll be sure to bring along Pugsley, uncle Fester and potentially cousin IT to meet your future wife.”

“I’m ecstatic.” Wednesday replied, returning to your side to grasp at your hand once more. You honestly had no idea why you were so afraid of meeting Wednesday’s parents at first but now you adored them as they adored you, seeing as how throughout the rest of the evening they asked you a plethora of questions of how and why you loved Wednesday. You answered them truthfully and as honestly as you could that by the end of each answer you gave Morticia and Gomez; You swore you could see Wednesday’s dark eye beaming with love and her cheeks aflame with a red flush as her hand gripped onto your arm tightly, almost to the point of pure possessiveness but you were also holding onto her just as tightly.

[thehistoriangirl]

Viktor Masterlist

Here are all my works for the husband :3 will be linked to the pinned post soon!

-> Jayce Talis Masterlist <-

-> Mel Medarda Masterlist <-

-> JayVik x Reader, & other characters <- [PENDING]

✨ = Fluff

💔 = Angst

💞 = Smut aka Fluff with Horny sprinkled

💀  = Violence; Blood; Major/Minor Character Death(s)

💔 💀 The Silence Between Us [Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> SFW, Secret Crush, Angst, Canon Compliance|

✨💔The Memories We Kept Within [Machine Herald!Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> (A continuation): SFW, Friends to Lovers, Happy Ending

✨💞 I’ll Show You, [My Love] in the Shelter of the Night   [Viktor x fem!Reader]

-> NSFW, Explicit, Friends to Lovers

✨ 💞 A Well-Deserved Celebration [Viktor x AFAB!Reader]

-> Christmas Special 2022, NSFW, PWP, Established Relationship

💔It Had to be You,: Part 1 [Machine Herald!Viktor x fem!Reader]

-> Soulmate AU, Childhood Friends to Lovers, Heavy Angst, Eventual Happy Ending

💀 It Had to be You,: Part 2

It Will Always Be You: Part 3 [PENDING]

✨ 💀 Where the Woods Brought Us Together: Part 1  [MH!Viktor x Fem!Reader]

-> Halloween Special 2022, Magical Forest, Offering, Strangers to Lovers, Forest Guardian Spirit!Viktor, Healer!Reader|

✨ 💔 Part 2

💔 ✨ 💞Part 3 (Final Part) NSFW

💀Primeval Penumbras: Part I [Viktor x Fem!Reader

-> Halloween Special 2022, Void Monster! Reader, Strangers to Lovers

✨💞 Part II NSFW

[PENDING: Part III & Part IV]

✨ Not Just a Summer Affair: Part 1 [Viktor x Fem!Reader]

-> Crushes, Friends to Lovers, Beach AU, PWP

✨ 💞 Part 2 NSFW

✨ 💞 Part 3 NSFW

💔 ✨ I Love You, As Friends Do  [Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> St. Valentine Special 2023, Friends to Lovers, Misundestanding, Light Angst, Happy Ending

✨ I Hope to Found You [Viktor x fem!Reader]

✨💞When You Warmed Up My Heart  [Viktor x AFAB Reader]

-> Mild NSFW

✨ I’ll Be There for You [Viktor x gn!Reader]

✨When You’re Not Here, I Lie Awake and Dream of You [Viktor x gn!Reader]

✨[We’re] More than a Match Made in Heaven [Viktor x gn!Reader]

✨These Ones Are For Love [Viktor x AFAB!Latinx!Reader]

✨To Feel Better, All I Need is You [Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> A request

✨Amuse Me, Love [Viktor x gn!Reader]

✨ Let Me Be Your Shelter [Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> A request

✨All Our Ways to Say “I Love You” [Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> A request

✨ You, My Solace [Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> A request

✨The Sweeter Trick [Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> A request, Halloween Special 2023, Established Relationship

✨ Loving Gifts [Viktor x Fem!Artist!Reader]

-> A request, Holidays AU, Established Relationship

Until Our Secrets Drift Us Apart [Viktor x Fem!Reader] EXPLICIT

-> Modern AU, Marriage of Convenience, Strangers to Lovers, Slow Burn [8/16]

> M A S T E R L I S T 

Technique: Reverie on Canvas[Viktor x fem!Noxian! Reader] MATURE

-> Soulmate AU, Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Eventual Machine Herald!Viktor, Poisoner!Reader [3/?]

> M A S T E R L I S T 

The Oblivious Game I Want to Lose (Without Losing You) [Viktor x Hopeless Romantic! gn!Reader]

-> A request, Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Angst & Fluff, Happy Ending [COMPLETED]

>  M A S T E R L I S T 

The Tides Have Veiled [Viktor x Fem!Reader] MATURE

-> Halloween 2022, Gothic AU, Spooky Sea AU, Strangers to Lovers, Magic, Ghosts, Mermaids [17/40]

> M A S T E R L I S T 

The Delirium of Still-Lifes [Vampire!Viktor x Artist!Fem!Reader] MATURE

-> Halloween 2023, Vampire AU, Gothic AU, Dark Magic, Strangers to Lovers, Haunted House [1/?]

>M A S T E R L I S T

Without Compromise [Viktor x Fem!Reader] EXPLICIT

-> Blind Date, Valentine's Day 2024, Matchmaking, One Night Stand Going Wrong [1/7]

>M A S T E R L I S T

If You Hadn't Left (Me) [Viktor x Fem!Reader] EXPLICIT

-> Second Chance/Exes to Lovers, Valentine's Day 2024, Angst & Fluff [1/10]

>M A S T E R L I S T

[holylulusworld]

Sex you up - Kinktober 18

Summary: You attend a Halloween party.

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Plussized!Reader

Warnings: flirty Henry, meet cute, RPF, size kink, implied smut

A/N: We are having Henry in his Walter Marshall era because this one has me in a chokehold. Suffer with me.

Trope/Kink: Size Kink

Idea by: @sultryfandoms

Kinktober vs Flufftober 2023

Halloween always has something magical to you. Not only because of the people celebrating it, or trick or treat. It’s not only the costumes, drinking, candy, and having fun.

The air is thick with mystery on Halloween, and you think about its origin and the truth behind the legend on October 31st.

“Y/N, hurry up and stop staring at the pumpkins,” your friend groans as you take another picture of the decoration outside the house. “Babe, we got invited to the party of the year. Stop being a nerd for one night.”

You harrumph. Chelsey is your friend, but her words hit home. You always were a little shy, and insecure. When you got older and turned from a girl into a woman it got better.

Still, sometimes you are self-conscious and shy away. Especially at parties with too many people, you do not know. “Coming,” you grumble under your breath. “It’s just, that the decoration is breathtaking. Look at all the jack-o-lanterns. The house looks like a gothic castle from a horror movie.”

“Yeah, spider webs and all,” Chelsey rolls her eyes. “Babe, all I want is to get waisted, and find a cute guy for the night.”

“How about you go inside, and I look at the decoration for a little longer. I’ll be right there.”

“YES!” She pinches your cheek. “I’ll get you a drink and wait for you.”

This time, you roll your eyes. Chelsey will forget about you the moment she finds some cute guy. “Go ahead. Have fun.”

She enters the house without looking back, making you sigh. Chelsey promised you are going to have a ladies’ night. Now you are on your own once again.

“You know, Halloween’s origins date back to the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain,” you squeak, and press one hand to your heart as a man stands next to you. “Sorry, sweetness. I didn’t want to scare you. On Halloween out of all days.”

You dip your head to get a better look at him. The stranger must be the tallest man you have ever seen, with broad shoulders, a wide chest and curly hair. He’s wearing a beard, making him look wilder than he really is. His soft eyes tell you he’s got a good heart.

“It’s fine. I was just admiring the decoration and got distracted,” you give him a soft smile. “Are you invited to the party too?”

“Guilty,” he returns your smile as he steps a little closer. “I see you came as a wolf. A cute one.” The man grins as you look down at your body. “I like it very much.”

“It was the only one left at the store. Well, the only one fitting me.”

“You look…” He looks you up and down, licking his lips, “Excuse my choice of words, but you look like any wolf would love to eat you alive.”

“I’m a wolf too,” you retort. “What’s your costume? Grumpy sweater lover?” You smirk.

“I’m a werewolf,” he grins, revealing sharpy canines. “See, I’m hiding behind a nice face. But if you give me the chance, I’ll sink my teeth in your flesh and eat you, sweetness.”

“Eat me?” You swallow thickly. This man is a stranger, but you feel drawn to him. His eyes drop to your chest, and you shudder under his gaze. It’s his sheer size dwarfing you that makes your body tingle.

“I bet,” he steps even closer, cupping your face with his large hands, “you make the cutest noises when I use my mouth on you.”

He flashes you a dark smile, revealing his sharp teeth to you. You shudder and press your legs together. “Maybe we can skip the party and get to the part where you eat me…”

"Oh, Mrs. Cavill, you have been a naughty girl," your husband purrs against your lips. "Let's skip the party."

Tags in reblog.

[tryingtimi]

Books of 2024 (2023 or close to it)

Thank you for the tag @barbex it sounds like a fun one hehe. 9 books should be listed that were read in the last 12 months (or alternatively liked when you read it) if I'm right. And when I read the rules I had the same reaction: mind went blank on if I ever read a single book lol. Luckily I keep track of my reading because I like watching them back.

No pressure tagging: @aninkwellofnectar, @bloodlessheirbyjacques, @the-void-writes, @circa-specturgia, @aalinaaaaaa, @dyrewrites, @italiangothicwriteblr, @cherrybombfangirlwrites, @blind-the-winds and anyone who wants to join.

All of the listed were read last year and which I liked especially.

When The Stars Alight by Camilla Andrew (@aninkwellofnectar). Bi MC, gaslamp fantasy, gothic, court intrigue, delicious spice

You've already seen this many times on my page, because I really enjoyed this book and it was a window to many things I didn't know I'd enjoy in a story. So many beautiful description, beautifully emotional and sexy sex, rarely seen complex character dynamics and so much mouth watering food.

Éjféli Iskolák (Midnight Schools) by Attila Veres. lovecraftian horror set in Budapest

It's a horror short story collection by a hungarian author who I got recommended by a collegue. Attila Veres has a talent to capture that melancholic, sometimes surrelistic feeling living in Budapest which makes his work so authentic. But also very Big Ew for all the horroristic shit he created (in the best way.) My favourite one was the 'Porn After Midnight'.

Yumi and The Nightmare Painter by Brandon Sanders. M/F romance focus, sci-fi/fantasy, anime-esque

You all know I'm a Sanderson trash. And the fact I, the slowest reader on the earth, read this book in two days, proved that very much lol. It felt like watching an anime, I swear to god. There's magic, time travel kinda thing, pretty innocent humour, loads of painting in it.

A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickenes. christmas nostalgia, historical fiction?

We all know this, but I'm very behind on classics book-wise so I began to catch up last year. Espceially because I love the animated movie so much. It was a lovely and educative read.

Y/N by Esther Yi. litfic, kpop fandom and industry satire basically, comteporary

It was one of my favourites from last year tbh, because I couldn't put down the damn e-reader. A very strange little read, 100% unhinged, but made me realise I might enjoy litfic, so I'll read more this year. Also, the story is not "summarizable" but the fact that this is the first two review on GoodReads tells a lot I think: reading this feels like that one night when i accidentally smoked weed for the first time I sort of feel like I just hallucinated this entire thing Yeah.

Even Though I Knew The End by C. L. Polk. F/F romance, fantasy, novella

Lesbian magical detective. Done, sold. I wanted to read this a while now, and it did not disappoint. It gave exactly what it promised. Fast paced little adventure with some humour and a lovely couple. Not a life-chaning read but as I mentioned, it gave what it promised. I enjoyed it anyway.

Interview With The Vampire by Anne Rice. M/M romance kinda, supernatural, philosophical

Finally started to read the books my all time favourite movies are made of. Loved every bits of this, though sometimes it got way too wordy or I don't even know what. Overall though, it got me. Full of contemplation about human nature, God (though I could do a bit less without that) and death, plus the iconic vampire husbands and their arguments. It's just a real long broody monologue of Louis tbh. I'm fine with that it seems, though.

Legend & Lattes by Travis Baldree. F/F romance (not focus), cosy fantasy

Read pretty fast too. It's very much what it promises also. Cosy, and relaxing, and endearing. Love the concept of how a stoic warrior woman can settle finally and do something other than fighting. It was cute.

Tress of The Emerald Sea by Brandon Sanderson. M/F romance (not that important i think), cosy fantasy, Princess Bride-vibes

Yes, I got all the secret project, because of course I would. This one was also something like Legends & Lattes imo. In Sanderson style tho. I'm also loving when the narrator is a third person telling the story. Those are always fun. Oh and the story had many cuteness, humour and Our Flag Means Death kinda pirates.

[fatum679]

Hello, sorry to brother you again, please lmk if u have enough of my rants 🤣. I wanna ask , don't you think it's somewhat crazy that due to this ridiculous a*ysmond vs. helaemond ship war, the character of Helaena Targaryen seems to have more haters among the TG than TB part of the fandom? I legit know several TB supporters/ content creators who claim Helaena deserves better and it will be cool if it turns out she has kids with someone who likes and respects her(=Aemond). Also, even TBs point out if the showrunners want to give Aemond a romantic subplot, helaemond will be a better option, since unlike a*ysmond , this relationship is a consensual one + Aemond's protectiveness and attachment to his sister appear pretty obvious... It's such a pity some Green fans diminish Hel's clairvoyance and claim it's useless and she's far less powerful seer and less interesting character than A*ys. They want A*ys' magic to be explored further, and not Hel's. Which I totally don't understand, since in GOT, we have already seen greenseers, woods witches and even Red Priests, but we still don't know much about dragon dreamers. Imo focusing on Targaryen magic in a Targaryen -centric show would be a far better idea. Also, HOTD's portrayal of Helaena could potentially be a really refeshing and original take on a magical woman. I mean unlike stereotypical sorceresses, usually dark-haired, clad in flowy, dusky gowns and dwelling in fantastic, Gothic manors, Hel looks like a sweet Princess ,but she's still blood of the dragon and a seer. I mean she doesn't need Gothic aesthetics and stuff to be "magical", since she herself is magic!

Hello! I'm glad to see your questions and glad that you are interested in my opinion 😊

The asoiaf fandom has always been toxic, no matter if you discuss books or series, there have always been wars in the fandom. Treat it like a game and don't spend a lot of energy on it.

Yes, there is a war of ships going on now. It's true, alysmond stans is the anti-Helaena and the anti-Helaemond. I don't understand why TG thinks Alys is part of the green party. Alys is not green. She has her own personal interests and goals.

Dance of the dragons is a Targaryen story, Alys is not a Targaryen, she is just a tertiary character (like Mysaria), she will not have more time.

I really want to see more of Helaena as a character, more of her magical abilities, more of her personality, more of her connection to the people of King's Landing, her family, her children, and her dragon. Rhaenyra did more action (in the book she sat on Dragonstone for the entire war), so I'm sure Helaena will have a lot of screen time.

Helaena doesn't have to be a stereotypical and banal goth girl. Comparing her to Alys is a waste of time. Helaena is beautiful, she looks like an elf and a fallen angel to girls from sagas.

Helaegon stans opposes Aemond, and they don't like all the allusions to Helaemond. I'm not anti-Aegon, but I'm anti-helaegon because there was no love between Aegon and Helaena in the show or even in the book. It was a forced marriage. Aegon had a mistress and other children. helaegon is lmao. helaegon is an abusive relationship. Abusive to Helaena. This is the reality and the truth.

“Princess Helaena was breaking her fast with her children when the Kingsguard came to her…but when asked the whereabouts of Prince Aegon, her brother and husband, she said only, “He [Aegon] is not in my bed, you may be sure. Feel free to search beneath the blankets””

“Though the good septon admits Prince Aegon was with a paramour when he was found, he insists the girl was the daughter of a wealthy trader, and well cared for besides”

“We have nothing in common”, “You [Aemond] marry her [Helaena], then”

“She's an idiot”

“I regret the disappointment you [Baela] are soon to suffer. But if you ever wish to kniw what it is to be well satisfied, all you have to do is ask”

“It isn’t so bad. Mostly he just ignores you…except sometimes when he’s drunk”.

“Think of the shame on your wife, on me” [Aegon r*p*d the Dyana who helped Helaena with her babys]

“I will find a ship and sail away, never to be found” [Aegon wanted to run away, abandon Helaena and her children]

I think Aegon always wanted to be on Rhaenyra's side. Perhaps he thought that Viserys would start to notice him and love him if he was closer to his older sister than to his other siblings. Even as a child, he was more interested in spending time with his nephews, and he did not take Alicent's words seriously until Aemond's eye was gouged out (Aemond could have died after such a wound)

“If Rhaenyra come into power you very life could be forfeit. Aemond is as well. She could move to cut off any challenge to her succession”

“Then I won’t challenge”

Aegon has a bad relationship with his mother and siblings ("She's an idiot" "He's a twat"). I think Aegon was more interested in love from Viserys and Rhaenyra than from his real family.

“My sister is the heir, not me,” he says in Eustace’s account. “What sort of brother steals his sister’s birthright?”

“He [Viserys]didn't like me”

Perhaps Aegon liked the idea of marrying Rhaenyra?

Sorry, I got a little off topic.

I agree with you, it would be great if Helaena's children were with the man she loves (Aemond). It is very sad and terrible that Helaena had to endure drunken se**ally har***ment from Aegon 🫣 😱 Poor girl 🥺 😭 I hate Aegon for this! Alicent, why did you let this happen? Helaena could have Aemond! Helaena was scared when Otto and Alicent asked her where Aegon was. She lowered her head - this is a gesture of protection. I don’t understand people who “like” Helaena and support the helaegon ship. They support abusive relationships and domestic vio**nce. It is a fact. This is anti-Helaena relationships.

#We need more Helaena in season 2!

[fahye]

the thing I am most sad about your podcasting hiatus is not getting any new random book/fic/media recommendations from y’all!! I mean I’m still working through what you’ve already recommended. but it’s not the same

anon, this is ALSO a thing I dearly miss about the podcast! okay, let's do some recs from the absolutely enormous amount of books I've read recently. gonna keep this list to the first ones that come to mind from the last few months or we'd be here for hours:

nightbitch by rachel yolen - this is uhhhh semi-horror litfic about a new mother who believes she's turning into a dog. it's furious and brilliant and bloody and deeply weird and I fucking loved it. (though I WILL say: content warning for the violent death of a pet.)

the half life of valery k by natasha pulley - a soviet nuclear physicist in the 1960s is sent to work in a strange town that is also a radiation experiment. unlike her other books this one isn't speculative, but it's emotionally and character-wise one of the best (THE ROMANCE!! ugh) and the historical detail is fascinating.

heartburn by nora ephron - a short & hilarious novel about a food writer who discovers her husband is having an affair when she is seven months pregnant. did you know nora ephron is a genius?? I feel like I'm the last person to discover this fact. this would make a fantastic double feature with nightbitch, actually.

starling house by alix e. harrow - I KNOW I KNOW it's not out until halloween 2023 but listen: this book changed my life. an absolutely superb contemporary southern gothic horror romance (just go with it) about poverty and hidden sins and a girl going to work in a creepy house. preorder it now, and while you wait, read summer sons by lee mandelo.

the spare man by mary robinette kowal - a smart and slick sci-fi take on the noir detective novel, starring a wonderful heiress engineer with chronic back pain who has to solve a murder on a spaceship after someone frames her new husband. also has SO many cocktail recipes in it, which I feel more books should adopt.

cuckoo song by frances hardinge - nobody can write creepy fantasy like hardinge, and I think this is her creepiest. it has some amazing magical worldbuilding on the grim side of whimsical, and very fraught siblings, and it will turn your mind subtly inside out. technically...middle grade, I guess? whatever. read it.

I kissed shara wheeler by casey mcquiston - yes! finally! I had been putting this one off because I'm just Not A YA Reader generally, but had a great time with it. both very scathing and very kind about a specific christian high school experience in the american south, and full of queer defiance and joy.

and finally, I've also been slowly rereading the vorkosigan saga by lois mcmaster bujold, which is tied with the discworld for my favourite series of all time. nobody can combine adventure and devastating character like bujold.

[the-missann]

Ideas I'm never going to make

So, I have a lot of ideas I am never going to write because they're not my style. So, instead of never talking about them, I'll leave them here to maybe give some inspiration to others. Most of these ideas are 1-5 years old with a handful being over ten years old and I would love to see them written, I just have no drive to write them.

Don't know how often I'll do this, but don't worry I get a ton of ideas that never go anywhere, so I'm sure there will be more!

Onto the ideas:

A dystopia where only two people actually exist, like actually. The planet and everything on it is destroyed and by the end, it's revealed the other party caused this to happen so they could be alone with the other survivor (romantic or platonic).

A passionate romance where the two parties are dangerously obsessed with each other. It starts where only one party seems dangerous, but is revealed later on they both are. Knowing this is bad, they decide to embrace those feelings for a short time to hopefully get it out of their system.

Two enemies end up stranded together. The injured party is cautious when the healthy is trying to help them. It's revealed later that their bosses were conspiring together to kill the pair.

A mature magical girl. It's still your normal Sailor Moon, but the MC is an adult with children. Specific to what I outlined, her husband was kidnapped because of his research and she gains magical powers to go and save him.

The origin story of a pirate girl. She starts off apart of a fairly kind crew, but she wants to make a name for herself and leaves only to find a mythical being of some kind and be cursed to travel with them. In my case, it was a grim reaper.

A vampire and a vampire hunter who end up on bad (putting it lightly) terms after the hunter assumes the vampire killed their newborn child. Plot twist for me was it was actually the hunter's father and the vampire had to find a way to prove it.

A detective agency that is the center of mysterious murders. Their agency is accused of killing their detainees as anyone who goes in never comes out. Is the killer one of the detectives or is the killer just trying to frame them? The setting for me ended up where the whole group was trapped in the police department like Resident Evil 2 almost.

This one is about to be ten years old and has more detail than the others. Two kids (in about the Gothic Era) go to a toy maker's shop. This is to pick up a toy before their families embark on a long trip somewhere. The toy maker is a mysterious man, but one of his toys end up cursing the children to age backwards. In this reality, objects hold memories so they're told by the toy maker to find objects that have sentimental value as that will maintain their age until they can rid of the curse.

The tale of a sun deity and moon deity creating the sun and moon cycle. The moon was a shy anxious child and the sun was a bright cheerful child for me.

An unassuming tale of a newly wed prince and princess where the story begins as "normal" until night falls and the prince is unable to stay awake. His princess then undergoes her own form of unconsciousness where her daytime "Princess Peach" version is switched for a warrior "Biscuit Krueger" version. Who is duty bound to protect her sleeping beauty. This transformation is similar to Greed and Ling from FMA:B where there's two souls inhabiting one body.

I actually had way more than I thought, so I'm gonna cap it at ten -_-;

Thanks for reading and here's to hoping one day I can read these ideas in their entirety~ 🍂

[vilsoo]

LUST IN THE GRAVEYARD⌇NANAMI KENTO

｡ﾟ･ 𖤐 WORD COUNT : 2,239

｡ﾟ･ 𖤐 SYNOPSIS : love is in the air this fine halloween night; sweet-talking with your beloved husband Nanami, reminiscing about how you both fell in love. after succumbing to your desires and mad lust for each other, you make sweet love in the graveyard, throwing a little show for all spirits to see…

｡ﾟ･ 𖤐 WARNINGS : established relationship, bondage with silk tie, voyeurism (spirits), sadism, masochism, knifeplay, cunnilingus, public sex, mating press, breeding, dark obsession, gothic romance, mentions of killing.

inspired by Mortica and Gomez Addams’ relationship from the classic film, “The Addams Family” (1991).

HORRORLAND/KINKTOBER MASTERLIST

[HAUNTED HOUSE ANNOUNCER] You are now entering the Lust in the Graveyard live venue. This haunted house attraction depicts sexual scenes, intense special effects, and content warnings posted. For a fun and safe experience, please follow our code of conduct: no touching live performers and decorations, no flash photography, and no eating. Do not block passageways, or this will result in expulsion. Smoking and drinking are permitted for our haunted houses only. We hope you enjoy.

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Amid the silvering glint of moonlight, the granite reticent tombstones, and the bonny kin of flowers, a sense of serenity enthralls the graveyard. Laying on the lap of your lover Nanami, a man so deeply intoxicated and devoted to you, in the middle of the graveyard on a soft couch. Your favorite place.

You were both a match made in Heaven. But how could that be with your beauty almost sinful, that Nanami taking his eyes off you would’ve been blasphemous? He worships you like an unending flame. Your sinful, sultry indulgence and all… When his eyes are off you, he’d be starved of your love in an instant. When his mind gets lost in the far corner of the moon’s dark side, the ravenous desire strikes him so suddenly he’s unable to control his weakness. Oh, this man was madly in love with you; if not expressed already, in passion fury, in blissful rage… he craves you dreadfully.

“…When we first met, it was much like an evening like this. Magic in the air,” you faintly murmur, reaching your hand out to caress his cheek.

His hand overlaps yours, weaved into your magic and seduction as he gazes into your twinkling eyes. Your love and your dark mystery drizzle into his skin, buzzing in all directions of his soul. There could be no greater love than this, no spiraling lust and sexual appetite more uncontrollable and possessed than Nanami’s. A man willing to extinguish the whole earth, suck out all its poisons, just to pleasure you. A man you dreadfully loved; you loved him not for the way he dances with your angels, but for the way the sound of his name could silence your demons…

“And an open grave. It was my first funeral,” you continued. Nanami peered deeply into your eyes, incandescently compelled at the sight of you.

“You were so beautiful; cold and mysterious… No one even looked at the corpse.”

There was a hinting glimmer in your eyes from the way your lover’s words wielded you stronger than ecstasy. “Your coworker Satoru. You were still a suspect.”

Recalling the sweet memory prompted a chuckle out of Nanami, gently caressing your face to stroke his thumb on your cheek the more you reminisced. This wild rush of ecstasy filled the both of you, filled the entire graveyard more intoxicating than pure love in the air.

“I couldn’t stop staring at you all through the eulogy. Your eyes. Your body. Your laugh…” you cooed to him, bringing the man to inhale deeply from the never-ending frenzy you hold him in.

“You bewitched me,” Nanami professed. “I proposed that very night…”

With erratic strikes of desire and your weaknesses burried away, you’re in a bliss. Lusting for something that was already yours has never felt so intense, so dangerous and erotic. The passion and anticipation builds up in your core, a restless hunger teasing your tongue. Your bodies were so close Nanami could breathe in the earthly smell of death and your perfume. The softness of your neck as well as your luscious body, invading his space and stealing the air he surrenders to. The urgency to kiss and make love to you burned every fiber of his being.

“Someday we’ll be buried here, my love,” you whisper in salaciousness. “Side by side, 6 feet under, in matching coffins. Our lifeless bodies, rotting together, for all eternity…”

Behind those mesmerizing shades in your eyes leave something much more desirable. Your doe, heated eyes behind the blinds of time. Your lover dips his head further, pulling you by the neck and settling into your lips, savoring every bit of your flesh to engrave in his mind. You’re on your back now, caving into the sweet touches as his hands glide over the lines your body makes, your stunning figure and the shape of you haunting his mind. Where the dead in their eternal peace lie, gathers thin ivory mist and dark clouds of smoke, followed by luminating streaks of lightning.

Your powerful, immoral lust and longing awakened the parched graveyard, hypnotized into arousal for all the spirits and demon, witnessing the sensuality of you two consumed on the couch. But you were both long lost in your own eternal paradise. Not one thing bothered, nor stopped, this treasured moment you both have been craving for. Passion is the only word to describe this, to describe how well you fit together in the most vulgar ways. Push and pull, fire and brimstone. The lust flits around the atmosphere like carnivorous butterflies, your lacquered nails digging into his skin as he glides all over your wonderlust body.

Nanami feels himself grow harder with every sultry roll of your hips when you pushed him off to straddle on top of him. Every kiss, every moan, every caress sent the man to a sexual rage. It felt as if he was on fire, for nothing made him more ravenous than to make love with you right now. You became the spring in his step, the eternal flame in his chest, the reason for his algolagnia. Not a single thought of you went by without being accompanied by such intense arousal. Even though he has memorized your every crevice, he still needed you; needed every inch of you, every fraction of your flesh for him to adorn.

“You fucking torment me,” he spoke in a dark sultry tone, beginning to tug at his tie. “I love it when you make me turn into a sick, twisted man for you.”

“And I love it when you break me, Nanami. Hurt me, ruin me… make me ache again like a helpless whore for you.”

Your ravishing enthusiasm and craving for danger intoxicated his blood stream like a madman. Suddenly you gasp when he grabs tightly onto your wrists and pins them behind you, using his silk tie to bind them together. Moans escaping from the way he tied it aggressively, like a predator capturing its beautiful, bound prey to feast on. Then, like a slick magician, Nanami’s pocket knife opens before your eyes, your body growing feverish from the heavenly sight of its mesmerizing sharpness. The thought of pain and torment from your lover writhed you immensely.

“Oh, how I would die for you. How I would kill for you… Don’t you love the way I make you feel so powerless and helpless like this?” he whispers into your ears, such filthy promises and vows that blossomed in your heart.

Sighs emitted from your lips when the blade lightly travels up your body, gliding around your cleavage until it presses harder into your skin. The anticipating thought of him dragging it hastily with that much pressure, knowing that it would immediately cut you open deeper than a scratch, made your cunt pulsate erratically. Nanami slides it up to your opened mouth, resting the blade on your tongue. He gives an unethical chuckle.

“You’re so depraved, my dearest. I fucking love that.”

In a blink of an eye, he grabs onto your throat while his knife swiftly tore apart your mini-dress to expose your breasts and your naked, soaked cunt. He continues gliding the tip of the blade on your skin, hips stuttering on his crotch like a riptide the more he teased you. You were his masterpiece of curvaceous precision, artwork sculpted and delicately made just for him. The blade finds its way to the lace garter belt on your thigh, sliding it in for you to hold. Nanami’s touches were your delicious torment as well as his mouth, ruling over your body with intense kisses. Soft and delicate at first until a gradual intensity of control rushed through, pushing you off to lay down on the sofa below him.

You watch his mouth tentatively slide down your body, hearing you pant softly as he was kissing your tender breasts and leaving a wet, hot trail until your navel. Skin, flesh, and blood— he took in everything that makes of you in cold calculation. Your eyes flutter shut as you were trapped in a bliss, faintly moaning from his caresses that dissolved you. Lowering before you, holding onto your thighs to spread your legs further apart for him... Your cunt glistened beautifully from the pale moonlight hitting right on it. His mouth leans closer to kiss your clit, coaxing him provocatively that his devious tongue slipped out and sucked on your cunt. Your reactions excited him dreadfully he wanted to see you squirm on his tongue and recoil in his grasp.

Savoring you was what Nanami’s tongue did best, plunging deep into you voraciously and humming in amusement as he did it. He was moving rhythmically and thoroughly, your senses surging with nourishment and your legs growing stiff. He loved the your glorious, raw moans and the way you arched your back. The sensation caused you to shamelessly grind against his tongue as well.

“That’s right, my love. Feel good for me…”

You've lost the feelings in your thighs already, wanting to clamp your legs together, but Nanami roughly pins them farther apart as he devoured you more on the couch. Such indulgence makes you drown into his intensity until an uncontrollable eruption of pleasure was about to wave through you so suddenly until Nanami stopped. He didn’t want you to come yet; he wanted it together. After calming down from your edge, your eyes drill into his, obliging him to lean over and kiss you.

“Torturing you like this made me so hard,” he sighed out. “And your juices were dripping onto my chin.”

You finally catch your breath. “I want you so bad… So bad that I’ve tasted my own blood thinking of you.”

Nanami felt unhinged the more you sweet-talked, grabbing your hips to buck it higher for the mating press. “No Hell, no purgatory, no tombstone nor graveyard can hold my body down in death. I’ll always crawl back to you… I’ll always be a cruel, withered man. For you alone I am weak.”

For it was not into your ear he whispered, but into your heart. It was not your lips he consumed, but your soul. After he undoes his belt and slides down his pants, you feel him ease his cock in slowly, already reveling in the sensation. Your fluids coating on his cock sent his mouth agape. Ever so real and torturous, you couldn't help but get much more needier when he makes love with you like this. Plunging deeper and rougher, groaning softly into your ears. You whimpered and whined louder like you had an appetite for the unobtainable. Nanami adorned the heavenly feeling of being inside you, feeling you clench harder on his cock as he pounded relentlessly. Hearing your fervent, pathetic moans geared his mind more raw and twisted.

“Look at me, and only me,” he sighed in titillation. “Your beauty was always my terror. I feel the need to quiver before you…”

With your face contorted and your eyes pooling with lust and ardor, gazing deeply into his eyes this way had you drowning in unholy bliss. You had each other's names moaned in vain. It was like a prayer in the bedroom, a ritual from the way you worshiped the movement of your bodies. You were the communion and the perverted undead voyeurs lurking in the grave were in line. But God knows, you're not an angel and your lover is no saint. The delicious and lewd noises of him pounding and smacking into your cunt were heard, each thrust turning your body rapacious and numb.

“I’m— I’m so close, baby,” you moaned out loud, feeling that tautness in your stomach and your cunt building up. You could hear him softly groan against your ears, a rush of heat coursing through his blood like wildfire that drove him to bite all over your body like an animal. You instantly came without warning, your eyes fluttering and rolling back as your cunt becomes overly slick with your wetness coating his cock.

“Fuck. The way you’re fucking squeezing me right now— I’m gonna fill you up. Plant my seed in your womb…”

Nanami lets out a deep, gutteral groan when copious amounts of his cum deeply flood in your pussy. Your mind is sent to a haze, legs starting to tremble on his shoulders after filling you to the brim like a cum dumpster. The way his hard thrusts nudges right up against that spongey spot inside has you screaming out loud; a beautiful hymn to Nanami. An orgasm sent your soul fluid, twisting and contorting around itself like an out-of-body experience.

You wait as he reaches under your waist to unbind the silk tie. Gently grabbing onto your hands and guiding them to hold his face, he kisses you again, this time more sloppily. Even though pain and torment from Nanami intoxicated you, there was nothing that compared to the beautiful sensation of being cherished and dearly loved by him. A man that could recognise you by touch and smell alone, by everything; even if he were to be blind, he would know you in death, and at the end of the world. He’ll love you in numberless forms.

“I’ll lay with you here together for years,” he mutters, “from time to time, in darkness and in flames… That would suffice for my lovely eternity with you.”

“Not even death could do us part.”

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[kanobarlowe]

Welcome to the Wild Woods

Updating my intro after so long of putting it off. Welcome to my account! Pull up a seat by the campfire and get comfortable.

About

I'm Kano Barlowe! I'm a husband to an amazing artist and father of two wonderful cats. For my writing time, I dive into horror and fantasy genres, for my reading it's usually the same. Hobbies when I'm not writing are often related to gaming or spending time with family. I recently got into adventure board games! And I'm also interested in ttrpgs though it's been a little bit since I've played one.

To keep up with me: https://linktr.ee/kanobarlowe

Brim's Bane

Under the full moon's gaze, the beast hunts its prey.

Winter has come to Lake Marryat and the forests on its shores. Samomsyl Holgata toils in a small printshop under the watchful eye of a bitter old man and his burly assistant, yearning for the day he can run the printing press. Sam trudges through bleak mundanity—pining after the local stable girl, isolated from his estranged mother and uncle, not a friend in sight. Desperate for change, for courage, for anything, Sam waits to be given a chance to prove himself worthy of printing books.

When the parchment runs low, Sam is tasked with securing more from a nearby town—despite the warnings of an impending blizzard. Through forest and snow, he journeys into the darkness. The storm strikes, forcing the young apprentice to seek shelter.

With death creeping into the threshold he would make his grave, Sam shudders at the winter's embrace. Then it came. Growling, scratching, gnawing. In the blizzard's shadows, it's there—stalking, biting, gnashing. With infernal claw and fang, with blood-soaked fur, the ravenous wolf arrives.

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Brim's Bane is coming soon, date and cover reveal TBA. If you love werewolves and gothic horror, follow for more! And a giveaway is coming soon too!

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Other Projects (WIP)

Other projects include:

Project Elfsong: a fantasy of gods and spirits, warfare and secrets, a young man's death leading to the rebirth of lost magic and a call from the heavens to greatness. Currently in early drafts and outlines with a large worldbuilding project around it.

Project SiSo: a sequel to Brim's Bane, already in the works, but venturing to new territories. Maybe less fur, and more decay? Currently in outlining.

Project Starry Sea: currently in the early stages as of writing this with simple worldbuilding and character designing. Have a loose idea for a plot but experimenting with approaching it and fleshing out details.

Project Fang: concept stages but ready to have fun, this is a full-on gothic horror in which a young man leaves his home, travels while homeless to escape his past, only to wind up enthralled and employed in an antique shop under its owner, a vampire with a vigilante agenda and a need for a liaison between himself and the human world.

[garrettwrites]

There's a particular type of post that I hate for it misses the entire point of some online "aesthetic" communities, via total exaggeration of the majority of people that are part of it.

You need to understand what a fantasy is. Even if it's unrealistic and you hate it. Because it's a fantasy, sometimes an escapist one, not reality.

I was raised in rural areas from 11 to around 20, first because me and my mother moved to live with a friend, and then because I was orphaned. I know the hard work of living in the countryside. I know what it is like to carry tones of wood from the truck to the garage to heat up the house and water for winter. I know how cows infest the nearby areas with flies and the smell of shit. I know chickens are disgusting. I know no white clothing would remain white for long. I know you sometimes live so far from the nearest market you need to use a car (thankfully I only had to walk twenty minutes).

Cottagecore or any variation of it are not that. They are a fantasy. An escapist dream. The return to a glamourized pastoral genre of fiction and ideology. Cute homes that remain always cozy (despite you never deep cleaning them). Baking complex recipes in your beautiful and plant covered kitchen (which magically has no flies). Taking a stroll to a nearby river and resting there for a bit (your house came from the sky and you didn't pay an exorbitant amount of money for the location). Having so many books and old fashioned hobbies and knowing how to both tend to a garden, do embroidery, crochet and woodworking (because this is your ideal world so you have no job taking up time). You have time to write your books, draw your art, maybe go out with your countryside friends. You may have a loving, imaginary partner who is just part of the picture too (because they're not real, so you can imagine them as unrealistic as you please).

Same applies to the dark academia or whatever.

It's a fantasy. A fantasy you can try to bring little by little into your life, but it's ultimately impossible to fully achieve. Chill out. You're not cool and quirky by hating on people who make extensive and picture perfect pinterest boards or run sideblogs with pictures of expensive stoves and animal themed pottery. You just look like an asshole.

"But farm life isn't like that!!!!!" So what? As long as people don't think caring for cows is easy and cheap, and get one only to mistreat her due to negligence... I don't see how their fantasy is harming anyone.

Some people accept unrealistic, borderline insipid (imo) books because "everyone has a different taste". Books you actually pay for. But then you shit on people who are posting pictures of dreams with zero real world consequences involved? It's the exact same thing.

"But people will start thinking it's fun when it ain't!" If you go ahead and buy a farm, waste thousands on decorations, get twenty chickens and five cows without any research... it's not because of a pastoral fantasy. It's because you're an idiot who doesn't think of the ramifications of your actions. We all have fantasies. Good lord.

My fantasy is to have a small neo gothic palace with a farm on the back, near the woods and with a small stream running through. It snows there, because I've never seen snow. Everything is dark and with a vague vampire theme mixed with neo-classic stuff, along with wall and ceiling paintings. I have expensive turkish rugs and tapestries with mythological scenes. I have a loving husband and two cats, along with a mare. I spend my days writing books and drawing illustrations, ocasionally doing history papers. My gigantic home is always clean despite no one doing so. Later, I have a child running through the place. Food is always warm, coffee always served.

Do I think I'll ever get this? Fuck no. But it's a goddamn fantasy for a reason, and as a writer, I can also commit it to paper. Who cares about how hard maintaining such a house would be? I don't live in it.

[sarahlizziewrites]

Intro/pinned post

Hello, everyone. Sarah here. This is a blog nominally for writing, but realistically for shitposting with smatterings of fandom.

Sarah - she/her/he/him - genderfluid - 30s - Scotland

Likes:

Fantasy, and within that, romance, slice-of-life and adventure. My WIPs range from sword-and-sorcery to magical realism and gothic horror. Somehow all of these WIPs include friends-to-lovers. Weird.

Historical fiction. I'm a consumer of period drama, a researcher of historical costuming, and European history is one of my special interests.

Queer stories and characters, especially the kind I would have liked to have seen growing up <3

Critical Role, as well as an ever-shifting collection of fandoms, arranged like a detailed hierarchy of plushies in a pre-teen's bedroom. I'm sarahlizzie on AO3.

Mature content, some of which I post on my blog. If you're a minor, please consider your follow carefully.

Tag games/ask games! Or just infodump about your WIPs and OCs in my asks! I love you!

My WIPs:

Chrissie's of London - a psychedelic, high-drama adventure set in a magical version of 1920s London, starring a gregarious and irresponsible hotel owner, Silas Chrissie [character intro], his long-suffering accountant, Loretta Cramps [character intro], and his old friend, a French, shape-shifting felon called Jacques [character intro]. It's gay too because that's my brand, and it has portals to another world, monsters coming out of said portals, hotel rooftop fights, all that fun stuff. It's giving some Neil Gaiman, some Rivers of London, some Stranger Things.

The Adventures of Sitora Lux - This is an expanded and editorialized retelling of a former D&D character who I felt like didn't get a fair enough shout in the game. Sitora is a big lesbian Paladin-to-be who is still figuring stuff out as she attends an academy for training up future peacekeepers of the realm. A high fantasy coming-of-age/romance with some mystery and drama thrown in, spread over 5 books. Currently editing book 1, currently writing book 2. Have a character intro for Sitora! feat: lovely art from @rosieartsie.

I also use the tag 'Sitoraverse' for posting about the expanded world of Mithlonde

Grey-Sky Lark - my distraction project. Based on the mind-worm of 'Hebridean Vampire', I started writing a deeply introspective, totally first-person series of vignettes/short stories about my (unnamed) vampire protagonist as fate takes him on the winds and currents of history and the North Atlantic. The story starts in 9th century Faroe Islands as they are being colonized by the Norse and goes through to modern day. At the moment I'm working on the late-Victorian/Edwardian section where he is tasked with tracking down another vampire.

Brazen Sparrow - an age-of-sail romance, featuring a sapphic navy captain/pirate enemies-to-lovers storyline. Expect maps for this one!

Til Death Do Us Part - my NaNoWriMo 2023 project. A whodunnit set in 1937 featuring the groom being killed at his wedding. I use the tag 'crime fighting husbands' to refer to this and any possible sequels.

If any of these sound good to you, sign up for my taglist!

Currently Reading [Storygraph]:

The Spirit Well by R.K. Ashwick

Next up:

Restraint by Anne Hawley

[sarahreesbrennan]

i am rereading unspoken (one of my favourite book trilogies when i was younger!) and i had to tell you that 1) i still super appreciate so many of the themes and characters in these books, and 2) jon/lillian 4 life. this was a weird conviction of mine when i was 14 where while i love claire, i was Sure jon and lillian had sooo much chemistry and i would have read a whole book about them. not sure if you support this or not but <3 still love the books regardless

I’m so happy you’re re-reading! I find re-reading to be one of the greatest compliments a writer can be paid: I loved your world enough to come back, and feel like your characters are friends I want to hang with again.

Jon and Lillian were fun for me, because their relationship was a such product of collaboration and not ivory-tower writing. One of my critique partners was very firm that Jon and Claire (my heroine’s parents) must break up because HOW COULD YOU EVER TRUST HER AGAIN? (Claire did a spell under duress that affected her kid, and hid this and the existence of magic from her partner for 17 years.) And her reaction made me think more than I would have about the precarious place this adult relationship was in and the possibilities that might arise. I love it when avenues of new thought are opened up to me.

Lillian (my hero’s aunt) married her cousin in a gothic and aristocratic fashion: she was the heir (the elder twin) but Rob (my hero’s uncle… or father. Gothic Incest is the name for one of the great literary academic books on gothic fiction for a reason!) was the boy. Lillian never felt anything romantic for Rob and indeed looked down on him in a benevolent familial way, as she did with her twin. (But she loved her twin more.) She saw herself as the patriarch and her husband wanted to usurp her place, so she intended to kill him and his followers.

But of course, the structure of aristocracy itself is rotten. Lillian had to join forces with Jon, recently aware of magic and his kids being in danger and his wife’s betrayal. Jon married young because his girlfriend got pregnant, but he’s a modern guy, he has a very modern job, and he perceived his marriage as a partnership of equals. He’s always been an outsider in his tiny, isolated English town and he hasn’t absorbed their artificially-prolonged-by-magic feudalism - he was born there but gets startled looks because he’s visibly a man of colour yet has their English countryside accent. He just has No Time for Lillian being a magical aristocrat at him. This Is Ridiculous! But also, she is a grownup and they have to interact to take care of the kids in a dangerous situation: they have the same priorities. And so he treats Lillian as if they’re equals and she is being silly when she acts as if she has any authority over him. Lillian shows there’s hope for her because she becomes comfortable with them being equals. She wants Jon to think well of her: she accepts him teasing her by pretending to forget her name. When Lillian’s enemy husband assumes Claire fancies him, in a very No Doubt the Peasant Women Eye Me fashion, Lillian is like: ‘You are a loser. That woman is married to JON GLASS. Have you hit your head.’ But for the majority of their insular, always living in the castle even when far from the castle lives, she would have agreed her husband was superior to non-magical men. So Jon facilitates Lillian’s moral redemption, and when you’ve profoundly influenced someone, that makes your relationship important.

I don’t know that Jon and Claire’s marriage is irredeemable. Claire was forced by her literal overlord to put her kid in danger and lie to her partner, and without that pressure wouldn’t have done it. Many terrible things can be forgiven, if people keep choosing each other and keep trying to do better. It depends on what Jon personally can bear. The books end with that uncertainty. If I’d written more books, Jon and Lillian getting together might have opened up more avenues of story. As it is, it’s Schrödinger’s relationship, where several paths lie open to Jon and he can choose with full information this time. But for what it’s worth, Lillian had a crush. TLDR: your ship is valid, and thank you for your kindness.

[bitchfitch]

Like. I know my creative process is taking a very generic inspiration and taking 3 steps to the left. but How the Fuck do I keep screwing up red ridding hood so bad.

Like Vincent the 6 armed horribly mutated man thing is still Demonstrably a typical Gothic ™ Love Interest. You can still see the inspo if you squint.

But I've tried. three separate times at lil red. and none of them are in any way identifiable as little red.

Like. Peregrine. My Boy. Your a witch, youre rich. Your story is about disobeying an order from your husband and going on a walk in the back yard of your new home to escape your failing marriage for a few minutes. and meeting a giant wolf man who a. threatens to eat you and b. makes you feel more cared for and happy than your shit husband has since you moved to this awful place. and also he's your husbands super secret twin brother and they're both cursed. and blah blah blah threesomes.

You were the first.

Gwyn. Gwyn. my boy. I used the first draft of Peregrine's story to make you. You are a college drop out who unwittingly lives with a legendary wizard from another dimension and who through. a Series of events. gets mistaken for that wizard and transported to a magic other world. where a lot of shit goes down in the like, month your there, but you meet this big tough general of this magic army and he accidentally gets teleported back home with you when people accept you Aren't the legendary wizard. and now you have to get the giant dog man home because he misses his kids.

And Erasyl. You. You motherfucker. You Also started with Peregrine's og draft. you're a fucking elf now. How did that happen. You have magic plant powers and don't even where a riding hood like the others. you don't wear clothes. what Happened.