Book worm questions: 43, 44, 49, and 50 please :D
43) Title of a book you own that's in the worst physical condition you have. Explain what happened to it. Post a picture if you want: Dragonflight by Anne McCaffrey! Alas, I don't have it to take a picture of, because it fully disintegrated. It was an old printing, on the pulpy paper that yellows quickly and swells and curls in humidity, and I got it already second-hand and from an un-air-conditioned stall at a giant flea market, and then I read it a lot. The glue went out of the binding and it was just a collection of pages, and the front cover had already softened to nothing, and then one day I was rereading it and couldn't hold the pages together well enough to read it at speed anymore. Runner-up is Dragonlance: The Lost Histories: The Dragons by Douglas Niles, which is as you can see now two half-books and a free-floating front cover. I got it in 1998 and have read it multiple times a year every year since.
44) The book(s) whose stories have become part of your very makeup: I listed a bunch in my answer to carrionfourth, but actually The Dragons is another good answer, as is Key of the Keplian by Lyn McConchie and Andre Norton. I got them both at the same time, and grew up with them (I was six in 1998. they might not have been entirely age-appropriate, but that didn't matter, because what they actually were was a bribe. to keep my mouth shut, about something which I won't now disclose, because they were a damn fine bribe). Also the Dragonlance: Dwarven Nations trilogy by Dan Parkinson--all of them to some extent, but most specifically and vividly the scene in the second book, Hammer and Axe, where Handil the Drum collapses the caverns. The first time a book broke my heart.
49) Do you prefer hopeful, humorous, very emotional or darker books? It's very important to me that a story has a satisfying and happy ending (gotta be both) but I usually enjoy any sort of tone on the way there. Sometimes I'll be in the mood for funny or intense or agonizing or uplifting specifically, but I think more often it's the satisfaction I crave.
50) What kind of book have you never read but always hope to find at some point in the future? This one is definitely not something I’ve never read before but it is something I’m always looking for more and better examples of--people having mind-links with animals. I do want to see there be bleed-through effects so that the humans pick up more of their friend's instinctive behaviors and the animals gain more human perspectives, but I'm so so picky about how it's handled. Love how Tamora Pierce did it with Daine in the Immortals quartet. A Companion to Wolves by Elizabeth Bear came close but then really lost me at the end, but I love how I've seen fandoms use the setting as an AU. Oh, you know what. It's like a hyper-specific somewhat more violent daemons AU. I'm looking for something like His Dark Materials, but with more cool fight scenes and less religious undercurrents. All recommendations welcome!
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Masterlist
MDNI
Series
Mercy
Rating: Explicit 18+
Relationship: Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader
To begin with, some warnings about this story: A/B/O Dynamics, Female Alpha, Male Omega, Some chapters may involve messing with the whole 'alphas are always dom and omegas are always sub' because I think nuance exists even in A/B/O dynamics, Fucking with the timeline (this is a blend of Canon, Legends, and original lore), Minimal use of Y/N (Explained in the first chapter), Reader is an alien species of my own creation and thus has a physical description, Familial bonds explored heavily, Clone rights explored heavily, Violence is more graphic than canon-typical however any graphic descriptions will be noted, AFAB reader, Not beta-read so I apologize for any mistakes.
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Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six - Part Seven - Part Eight - Part Nine - Part Nine Point Five - Part Ten -
Miniseries
The Typist - Laszlo Kreizler and his Bitey Wife
Bite - Laszlo Kreizler x reader ft odaxelagnia
Chew - Laszlo Kreizler x reader ft odaxelagnia, prequel to Bite
Swallow - Laszlo Kreizler x reader ft odaxelagnia, prequel to Bite and sequel to Chew
Gulp - Laszlo Kreizler x reader ft lactation and mommy kink, sequel to Swallow
Alpha Mine - Laszlo Kreizler x reader ft Omegaverse, AU to The Typist series
Bokeh - Niki Lauda and his Photographer Wife (Mouse)
Muse - Niki Lauda x photographer!reader ft soft femdom and bondage and breeding
What Happens in Ibiza - Niki Lauda x photographer!reader x James Hunt ft threesomes, double penetration and anal
Life and Death - Niki Lauda x photograhper!reader x James Hunt ft heavy hurt/comfort and mild petplay
Brûlée - Dirk Brûlée and his Single Mama
Sriracha - Dirk Brûlée x single mom!reader ft sex toys/sybian
Red Carpet - Dirk Brûlée x single mom!reader ft breeding
Victory - Helmut Zemo and his Super Soldier
Pyrrhic - Baron Helmut Zemo x Reader ft 14k of HYDRA being the worst and Helmut Zemo being a consent king
Clutch - Helmut Zemo x Reader ft daddy kink, Hydra hunting and impact play
Oneshots
The Bath - Baron Helmut Zemo x Reader ft cockwarming
Ctrl and Power - Ernst Schmidt x Reader ft rough sex and secret relationships
Ganache - Tony Balerdi x Original Male Character ft food play and body worship
Requests and Prompts
Reader likes to come up behind Zemo and kiss or bite him
Roman Sionis fucking reader in his club and being a show off about it (and also he's a total switch)
Roman Sionis making female reader cockwarm him during a gang meeting
Obi-Wan Kenobi noticing female reader's tattoos after sex and pausing to enjoy them
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Pyrrhic Victory - A Kieran Fic
[Read on Ao3!]
Rated: G
Pokemon Scarlet and Violet | The Teal Mask DLC
Content Warnings: Self Deprication, Unhappy Ending. (the standard Kieran fare)
Words: 1.1k
Pokemon Scarlet and Violet DLC Spoilers!
Summary: Kieran's won! After losing and losing and losing, he's not weak anymore, he beat you in battle and now Ogerpon will- will-
Well.
(An AU Where Kieran wins the final battle.)
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When Glimmora falls, crystal shattering to pieces against the ground, Kieran feels a rush of emotions overtake him. It’s like a wave, washing over with the impact of the blow Dipplin had dealt.
Firstly, was shock. Secondly, a mixture of pride for Dipplin, and a new sort of pride in himself. It’s not like he wasn’t prideful full stop, of course he wanted to be better, be stronger, and it hurt to lose. That sense of pride. But self worth and pride are not equal measure, and he was sorely lacking in the former.
It was a deeper pride then, satisfaction that Kieran had done it. After watching himself and his team fall to pieces again and again, all he’d had to do was dig his heels in a little more and a little more and- well he’d done it. That was what mattered.
Next, excitement, eagerness, and it’s strange how foreign it feels to be this excited, to be this thrilled. He’s proved himself! He really was weak, but now, now he’d won and Ogerpon—
Kieran blinks.
Aoi kneels over their Glimmora, gently stroking it and whispering affirmation under her breath. Ogerpon runs over towards the pair, stumbling a bit as its wooden face wears concern.
Kieran reaches a hand out, feeling himself step forward without even thinking about it. Ogermon catches sight of this emotion, freezing as it faces him.
Finally, Ogerpon is looking at him . For the first time, Kieran feels like he’s really looking his idol in the face.
This isn’t right.
It doesn’t feel the way he wanted it to.
“O-O…” His mouth feels weak. It’s not supposed to be like this. “I-“
He chokes on his own words, on the weight of everything that had pushed him here. Standing before everything he’d admired, everything he’d loved, and all he can choke out is,
“But… I won.”
Ogerpon stares at him for a moment, and Kieran stares back, trying to meet it’s eye. Looking deep into it, praying that something in it will connect with everything in him that’s held onto it for so long.
Ogerpon turns, and runs over to Glimmora’s side.
The next emotion to roll over Kieran is anger. He’d won! He’d finally won, he wasn’t weak anymore, he wasn’t—
Why did Aoi always win, even when they’d lost? Why did Kieran, no matter what he did, always lose?
Kieran takes a step forward, or tries to. His sneaker scuffs against the earth, kicking up dirt as he finds himself stopped. Carmine’s arm blocking him from moving forward.
He looks up at her, retort of some kind burning on his tongue.
“Quit it.” She spits down at him. Same as she always has, down on her weak little brother.
“But-“ Kieran tries, but Carmine cuts him off before he can even finish thinking about what he was going to say.
“I mean it, Kiki. It doesn’t want to go with you! Think about Ogerpon’s feelings.”
There’s a glare in her eyes and the growl in her voice, and it only makes Kieran angrier.
And how could she? When she knew how much this meant to him? What about his feelings? When had she ever cared about those? She was a liar, a bully.
“Whatever you say…” Kieran hisses under his breath. The anger in him burns like acid, hot and corrosive. It’s tearing him up inside, even as he spits it out.
" What did you say to me?!” Carmine growls back. Her grip tightens a bit, and Kieran tries to push forward, to no avail. In every way, as she always has, his sister overpowers him.
She doesn’t understand! She never has. If he just- if he- he can be better! He can be stronger and then it’ll like him! Someone will understand, he just- he…
He tries again to escape her grasp, push her away. Nothing.
But when Kieran meets his sister’s eyes for a split second, he sees a splinter more in her expression.
There’s anger, certainly there’s anger. How well worn and accustomed Kieran is to the rage in Carmine. But crystalized in that, there’s fear. Fear of Kieran.
And for one moment, a fraction of a second, Kieran thinks good .
Now you know what it's like.
And right after, it all shatters apart.
Shame is the last feeling that waves over Kieran, and it’s sticking and drippy, like Dipplin’s Syrup Bomb.
Maybe he was like Ogerpon, not the real one, not the pokemon, the child, softly chittering over Glimmora and Aoi. The one of legend, cast away and outcast, hated by everyone.
They did hate him, didn’t they?
Ogerpon certainly did, and Aoi must, if not before, they did now, and Carmine?
Sometimes Kieran thinks Carmine has hated him since he was born.
He should be angry; so hated and for what, but Kieran can’t find the spark in him to ignite that heat anymore. Burnt out, only ashes remain.
It’s just so, so cold.
Kieran’s hands drop limp at his side, and he can feel his limbs go weak. He feels unstable, on the brink of toppling over, right here in front of this so called Dreaded Den. He can’t. He can’t be here anymore.
What was left? If even his idol shunned him. Years of devotion to a legend, faith in it’s innocence despite all cries to the contrary. For what? For who? Everything ended up a wreck regardless. He was right , and it didn’t mean a thing.
Stunningly pathetic, how weak he was. Perhaps he could best Aoi in battle, but they were still ten times stronger than him in matters of the heart. Something about them, their affection, their hope, it outshone Kieran in every way. It drew Ogerpon in, Carmine in, even himself. But that light was blinding, hiding their deceit and mistrust from him.
And yet… they were still “kind” weren’t they? Filled with light, with love. Something Kieran could never be. He’d never stood a chance.
Kieran casts one last look up to Carmine, searching for something, anything to hold onto.
She’s not looking at him. Her gaze focuses on Ogerpon, Aoi, Glimmora.
“Carmine…”
She looks down to him, gritting her teeth.
“Kiki-“ And he knows what she’ll say before she finishes, “Go find someplace else to be.”
But it’s never hurt quite this bad before.
He drops down, ducking out of her grip. Clutching his hands to his chest to keep them from shaking, he takes a few steps back, just to make a bit of distance between them.
The motion stirs the attention of Aoi, Ogerpon. He can’t stand it, their eyes.
“I’m sorry.” He can’t look them in the eye, as the words slip out of his mouth. They taste like bile. “’m sorry.”
Kicking up dirt, Kieran runs away, trying to ignore the stinging pain of tears in the back of his throat. Too much; the broken wailing sound that comes from his mouth disgusts him even as he can't help but sob. It doesn't matter what he does. It doesn't matter if he wins. Even if he does, it'll only make things worse.
He's just too weak.
{Ending.}
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hi! do you have any recommendations for sasosaku fic with more than 10k words?
a couple (a lot) of the top of my head (burned into my retina) in no particular order finished and unfinished (they are all important to me)
!!! IF YOU READ ANY OF THESE BE A COOL KID AND LEAVE A REVIEW !!!
hope springs eternal by simplelations (wholesum retelling of p1 naruto but with same age au sos i have made fic art that's how you know the love is real)
incantations by thirrin (extremely underrated howl's moving castle inspired magic au)
the neighbourly thing to do by koneko_taichou (wholesome middle aged sos are neighbours au. especially love the reason ss divorced in this fic and cant wait to see where this goes)
against all odds by koobabear (unfinished but platonic canonverse sos that's very fun)
these days by stormdragon6 (the one and only extremely long and extremely fullfilling mutual pining sos childhood friends modern au. scenes from this fic are burned into my brain)
a second chance by invisibleninja12 (200k literal retelling of p2 naruto with same age au sos where sasori got yeeted into the future and sakura is committed to help him before he makes the final turn for the worse. incredibly wholesome)
deep into the woods by muffin_ride (twisted beauty and the beast meets horror meets sos in their 40s far too old for this bullshit. thats the type of content we love around here)
lost year by omgitspocky (the fic that literally started my obsession with same age au basically sakura goes back in time and not only distracts sasori from defecting but also gets to hang out with a young tsunade)
bait and hitch by aelynthi (after the fantastic previous fic homesick comes one of the funniest takes on the fake dating trope with outrageously good characterization. i am emotionally invested in this one)
acaso mi madre engaña a mi padre? by takewaelel (i recommend this cheating fic at least once every full moon cycle because it has some of my favorite characterisation ever. every reread i discover some other amazing take)
lady of the blackthorns by vesperchan (amazing fantasy sos au. and thats why vesper is the GOAT)
pyrrhic victory by watevermelon (same age au sos with sasori's parents alive is one of the three ships and we're rooting for them)
grading on a curve by sayyikes (100% pure comedy and we're here for this painfully realistic and hilarious modern au)
sword of damocles by angelofdeath10 (medieval sakura is sasori's knight au. sasori is extremely pathetic but that makes it fun. i recommend everything they write in general <3)
spring fever by tsuki hoshino (sakura quits her job with sunan royalty and is ready to settle down and have kids in the middle of sasori's 10 year meticulously planned how do i get her to date me plan. watch as he desperately tries to bring his plans to fruition in the most sasori way possible)
invocation of the muse by nenalata (toxic college au sos that ruined me as a person, it's so fucking good even if i took immense psychic damage after deluding myself sos somehow will make it work. you need to read this immediately. this is exactly how i envision a bad ending outcome)
porcelain by shoujojunkie (not 10k but i will rep this doll maker falls in love with his tiny vain selfish creation fic until the day i die)
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