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[spirallabyrinthpodcast]

~ let's talk about (ya) lit ~

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Bry and Jules are spiraling back in time to explore the rise of young adult literature and how the genre has evolved in our lifetime. From the glory days of sparkly vamps to the birth of the archer heroine to the swing into all things fae, we're discussing how YA books have shaped the generations they belong to and how those generations shaped the genre itself.

[bookishjules]

Hey bestie, I miss the spiral labyrinth! Is it on hold for now? <3

hello love! you aren't alone in missing sl <3 we have been on hold for a handful of reasons (including mental health and heavy schedules..), but we're hoping to return in at least some capacity in the coming months🤞which is good, because i've missed you guys and the little community we've grown. and my bry @lifeofbrybooks <3

[charlieconwayy]

Favorite Character Meme [5/5 Relationships]: Shawn & Turner

"Turner took care of you, he loves you. And you love him."

[interfacefox]

you want to listen to revelator

you want to listen to revelator so bad

[sabilewsounds]

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[hunterbinx]

All I want is for Juno and Peter to retire to Io together.

They'd obviously figure out how to wake up Slip first and he'd come with. They'd get a little house together with enough insulation to keep Peter warm as long as the heat is always running. They'd have enough seating in the living room for when the Carte Blanche crew or Mick and Co. felt like coming over.

Peter would tell Slip about all the things that he missed while sitting across from him in a booth at Pam's diner; all the while, Juno and Puck sit at the countertop to talk about the best ways to keep kids out of the claw machines at the little arcade downtown as Juno, being the newest Deputy of Pickem Point, had had to rush over there four times that week to get the little gremlins that were considered children out of the stuffed animal filled glass box. Even Rita had learned her lesson after getting stuck in there twice!

Juno would teach Slip how to make tea just the way Nureyev liked it, which would turn into cooking lessons that he didn't fail nearly as badly as Nureyev. They would start to bond over ways to keep their thief from overworking himself and soon it would turn to attraction, which would lead to awkward conversations but then a date!

Eventually, Juno would adopt a rabbit with the promise of keeping it clean, Slip would find a little double cerberous puppy and bring it home, saying if Juno could have a rabbit and Peter could have the Ruby 7, then he could have a dog.

Is that too much to ask?

[rooolt]

Currently unsustainable the amount I think about gothcleats day to day, they plague me

[alcego]

reasons i listen to podcast/audiobook while falling asleep: i am Unconscious before the 15min sleep timer ends

reasons i do not rawdog sleepytime: i can and will toss and turn and stare at a ceiling all night. i have tried all of the methods. i have counted my breaths up to ten thousand, forcing them to be still, and not once did i fall asleep during. get distracted and start over several times, because my brain refuses to settle?? yes. forced myself to stay stock still to encourage my limbs to grow heavy and sleep to come? yes, to no avail

but with podcast: eepy eppy nighttime hours

[readinthedarkpod]

This week, the two books we discuss are on the far ends of the spectrum - and by that, we mean "really good" and "really, really bad". We also chat about time limits before calling it quits, books that fail to meet expectations, and play a game of "Guess the Fake Name" with Ice Planet Barbarians!

Books Discussed: The Things We Do To Our Friends by Heather Darwin Wild Spaces by SL Coney

Books Mentioned: The Twilight of Democracy by Anne Applebaum Candide by Voltaire Wintersong by SJ Jones If We Were Villains by M.L. Rio These Violent Delights by Micah Nemerever The Secret History by Donna Tartt Mexican Gothic by Sylvia Morena Garcia This Is How You Lose The Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone The Ocean At The End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman Ice Planet Barbarian series by Ruby Dixon

You can follow the hosts @adxmparriish @figonas @hazelsheartsworn @laequiem

Join our book club, WORNPAGELIBRARY!

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[bforbetterthanyou]

There are so many things going on with this. Where do I even start?

(This is Suzannah Lipscomb’s podcast too btw)

[spirallabyrinthpodcast]

The Spiral Labyrinth-Ep. 2

Our Chain of Thorns theories are finally here, and we are spiraling 🌀

The Spiral Labyrinth is a little more hectic than usual this week as we prepare for the upcoming release of Chain of Thorns.

Bry and Jules are sending out thoughts and prayers in advance for all the weird and wild theories that are most definitely coming true (because we said so 😌).

Will Matthew be the reason for Intermission: Grief? What is the consequence of necromancy? What about the price of banishing a Prince of Hell? How do you feel about a dog with a seraph blade? Who is running this theatrical production anyway?

We don’t have answers yet, but we do have plenty of feelings. … And no spoilers ❌ just fun ✅

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Join us in the Spiral Labyrinth 🌀 We have coffee. And friendship! Have any comments, questions, corrections or theories of your own based on this episode? Send ’em our way! Got suggestions for a future episode? We’ll take those, too!

Also a reminder: Chain of Thorns will be our February book club read 🥳 The episode will come out Feb. 21, and if you have any topics you want us to tackle for it, please send it by Feb. 13. Thank you 💜

[eky11]

(prev)

"In constant fear, huh?"

@eky11

[candycandy00]

Forest Guide - A Toji x Reader Fanfic

Smut. 18+. Toji x Fem Reader. Rough sex. Virgin reader. Size difference. Breeding. Monster fucking. Non-con! Dividers by @benkeibear!

Part of CandyCandy’s 2k Followers Event! Any feedback whatsoever would be adored! For @idk1375.

When you heard the rumors of a werewolf stalking the woods in the next town over, you figured it would be a great topic for your supernatural themed podcast. So you packed up your gear and headed on over. You put a post on a local forum asking for a guide to take you into the forest, explaining that you were investigating the werewolf rumors, and a man named Toji volunteered. He didn’t even ask to be paid. 

So now you find yourself standing in front of the man as he introduces himself. The first thing you notice is that he’s huge, so much taller than you that you have to crane your neck to look up at his face. He’s ruggedly handsome, with dark hair and the kind of physique men spend years in the gym trying to obtain. All of this combined with his deep voice makes him the kind of man you want to call “Daddy”.

You follow him into the woods, thinking to yourself that he could probably fight off a werewolf with his bare hands. He makes friendly conversation along the way, telling you about some of the rumors you’ve heard, but seeming to have more information about each incident than you read online. Probably because he’s a local. 

He leads you so deeply into the forest that the sun is almost completely blotted out by the trees, making it seem much later and darker than it actually is. It looks like night has fallen, though you know it’s only the afternoon. 

Toji stops in a clearing, surrounded on all sides by towering trees, and turns to look at you. 

“This is the werewolf’s favorite spot to take his victims and feed,” he tells you, a lazy smile on his lips. 

Huh? How does he know that? Wait…

You turn to run back out the way you came, not wanting to wait and find out if your terrible assumption is correct. Either he’s a serial killer pretending to be a werewolf, or…

An ear splitting howl assaults your ears as you reach the tree line, and you hear the sound of fabric ripping. You can’t resist. Two years of running a podcast dedicated to exactly this sort of thing has made you too curious, so you find yourself looking back, even though the logical part of your brain is telling you not to. 

Charging straight for you is Toji, his shirt completely ripped off and his pants shredded. He’s at least nine feet tall now, and the outer edges of his body are covered in a thin layer of black shiny fur. His chest and abdomen, trailing down until his pants cover the rest, are bare, like the reverse of a normal hairy man. 

He catches you in an instant, forcing you to the forest floor on your back, the claws on his hands digging into your shoulders and drawing blood. He leans over you, and you can see that his face has remained nearly unchanged, except for glowing red eyes and a full set of razor sharp teeth.

“You were lookin’ for a werewolf,” he says, his voice even deeper than before, ��well you found one, girlie!”

You shriek in terror, thrashing about wildly beneath him. But it’s no use. He’s far too big, too heavy, too strong, for you to budge even an inch. 

“Please don’t kill me!” you cry pitifully, tears streaming down your face as your body goes limp. 

He grins, showing off his teeth. “Now why would I do that to a cute little thing like you?”

With that, he rips off your T-shirt with one swipe, as if it’s made of tissue paper. Next go your shorts, and even your panties, leaving you stunned and completely exposed. 

You scream again, clamping your legs shut, a renewed vigor in your struggle as you realize what he intends to do. 

“I could smell it on you the moment we met,” he says, pinning your bare arms above your head. “You’re untouched by a man.”

You freeze, your eyes widening and your skin burning with embarrassment. He knows you’re a virgin, from scent alone?

He draws back slightly and lets his red eyes roam over your nude body, settling on the spot you’re trying to hard to protect with your pressed thighs. 

“I could smell something else too,” he adds, a low rumbling chuckle escaping his wide mouth. 

He leaves one large hand to hold your wrists together, and lets the other slide down, effortlessly parting your thighs despite your best efforts to keep them closed. You flinch as you feel a clawed finger glide up your slit, then he holds the finger up so that you can see the sticky, glistening fluid dripping off it. 

“I could smell this.”

You close your eyes and turn your face away, too humiliated and horrified to look at him. But he grips your face and turns it back to him. “Don’t go closin’ your eyes, girlie. You’ll wanna see what’s coming.”

You open your eyes and watch, petrified, as he rips the shredded remains of his pants off. And there, between his muscular, fur-covered legs, is a gigantic erection. You’ve heard the term “monster cock” before, but you never imagined even a real, literal monster cock would be this huge. You scream, trying again to close your legs, but he’s already positioned himself between them. 

“Please, no! That thing will kill me!”

He leans his face down close to yours. “I think you can take it,” he says. Then he closes his mouth over yours, plunging his tongue into you, just as he shoves his entire, giant cock into your virgin pussy. 

You scream into his mouth, the sound muffled by his lips, as your body jerks with pain. He gives a few deep, ripping thrusts before he breaks the kiss, grinning down at your sobbing face. “Don’t pass out,” he tells you as your vision starts to go fuzzy. He releases your wrists, knowing there’s nothing you can do regardless, and slowly rakes his claws down your chest. It’s not enough pressure to draw blood, but enough to make you snap to attention at the possibility. 

He fucks into you, so hard and deep that you have no idea how you’re still alive and not bleeding out. He watches your face, making sure you’re awake and aware, eventually moving one hand down to where your bodies meet. Again, you feel a clawed finger in your slick folds, but this time he finds your clit, stroking it and then gently scraping his claw across it. 

You jolt, the unexpected pleasure hitting you like a truck. And then his mouth is on yours again, absorbing the pitiful moans you can’t suppress. 

When you cum, even you are shocked, staring up at him with a stunned, tear-streaked face as your body trembles. 

He laughs again. “Look at you! Cummin’ on my cock even though it’s your first time gettin’ fucked! This little pussy feels so good, I might just put a pup in you!”

You shake your head frantically. “No no no!”

But it’s too late. He shoves in as deeply as he can, and you feel his thick, hot cum filling your womb all the way up. 

He stays that way, buried completely inside you, until he’s sure he’s emptied himself. Then he pulls out. You look down, see that his cock is covered in blood and cum, and you fall back against the ground, exhausted. 

He stands up, and as he does so, reverts to his handsome human form. “If you survive, I’m gonna make you my bride,” he says. You don’t have the energy to respond. He bends down and picks your sore, twitching body up from the ground. “But first, let me take you back to my place and lick your wounds.”

Heat floods your face at those words. You reflexively curl against his strong chest, wondering if you’re now living a nightmare, or a dream. 

[sturniololoco]

Unwanted Cuddles

Sturniolo Little sister (SLS) x The Sturniolo Triplets

Warnings: nore

SLS/N's POV

As a 17-year-old high schooler, I understand how it's kinda weird to cuddle with your brother. But Matt is different.

Matt has always felt like my safe spot. He's always there when I need him, and will never say no to some cuddles. That's why I always gravitate towards him.

Matt and I got to hang out all day, and it's been so much fun. I got to ride with him to get breakfast, help with laundry, and some other things he normally does.

Now, we were watching our second movie of the afternoon. I was snuggled up next to Matt, holding his hand between us as we watched.

"I need to run to the bathroom really quick," Matt says, pulling our hands apart. I felt kind of disappointed by the loss of contact. I pause the movie as he gets up.

He walks out of the room and I sit on the bed and wait till he gets back.

Matt's POV

I lied.

I didn't need to go to the bathroom. I just needed a little space from my sister.

I walked down to the kitchen where Nick and Chris were. I rubbed my head, trying to get rid of all the overwhelming aspects of being an older brother.

"What up, Matt?" Nick asks, seeing my current state of distress. Chris looks up at me too as I start to ramble,

"I don't know how much more of this I can take! She's all over me all the time!" I run my hand through my hair frustratedly.

I feel bad for talking behind SLS/N's back, but I had to let this emotion out before I snapped.

I walked to the fridge, grabbing a Pepsi before walking back to my bedroom with my sister.

SLS/N's POV

What is taking him so long? I thought, standing up and peeking down the hallway.

The bathroom light was off and the door was open. No, Matt.

I walk the rest of the way down the hallway, just short of the kitchen, hearing loud voices.

"...don't know how much more of this I can take! She's all over me all the time!" Matt says.

I feel the tears well up in my eyes and a throbbing sensation build in the back of my throat, knowing he's talking about me.

I scramble back to the room when I hear him start to walk back. I wipe the tears from my face, staring blankly at the wall, showing no emotion. I pull my knees up to my chest and stay like that as Matt walks in.

"You ready? Press play," he said, laying back down next to me and opening the blankets for me to climb in.

I was tempted, but I said put, pretending not to see his gesture.

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Not long after, I was tired of the attention building in the room and was excited the movie was over. I stood up and quietly began to walk out of Matt's room, before he stopped me, and asked,

"Where you going?"

"I don't know yet. I'm kinda tired." I lie, really just wanting to get away from him. I walk out, deciding to go downstairs to Chris’s room. I knock on the door and hear a soft “come in” from him.

He’s lying on his bed, typing away at his computer. Probably making video ideas or topics for the pod. I walk over to his bed and sit, bringing my knees to my chest.

"c'mere sweet girl." He says opening his arms, knowing exactly what I want.

I go to him and wrap my arms around his torso, sitting between his legs.

We talked briefly about car video ideas, new vlogs, and possible podcast topics. I always love helping my brothers with videos, just even if I'm not in them. We joked and laughed together until we got a group text from Nick, saying,

I made popcorn 😈 let's watch a movie!

Chris and I jumped up to head to the living room, bringing our blankets and pillows with us.

-

When we got to the living room, Nick already had everything all setup. Matt was laid on the short part of the movie, scrolling through his phone. He looked up when he saw me, dropped his phone, and then opened his arms for me to come and lay with him.

"Hey, sis." He said. I completely went around him and sat next to Nick instead, saying "hi", and ignoring his gesture. He dropped his hands and went back to his phone.

I was still sitting between Chris and Nick, about halfway through the movie, when I began to feel tired. I felt myself dozing off, resting my head on Nick's shoulder and falling asleep fast.

Matt's POV

I saw SLS/N had fallen asleep on Nick's shoulder. When Chris and I were done picking up, I walked over to Nick and SLS/N. I bend down to pick her up, but Nick stops me.

"I can get her, I'm gonna stay here for a little anyway."

I nod, saying goodnight, then head off to bed, kinda sad that I didn't get to be with SLS/N. -

-

I woke up very late this morning, around 11:30. I came downstairs to see Nick working on his comperter at the table, while Chris and SLS/N sat a the other end, playing a board game.

That's our thing.

I quickly brush it off and head into the kitchen to make something to eat. It was my fault anyway, I was the one who woke up late.

Nick and Chris said good morning, but SLS/N stayed silent, still studying the game board. I walk over to them and sit, watching them. Chris made a horrible move, and SLS/N was ready to pounce on him, taking the lead.

" Oh Nice one sis!" I say as Chris was sent about 10 spaces backwards. She just hums in response, not meeting my eyes as Chris yells out a string of curses and moves his piece.

-

Around half an hour later, Chris got up and ran upstairs.

"Time for my morning shit!" He announces. I rolled my eyes and laughed.

"Fuck I forgot my flash drive," Nick said, not shortly after, getting up and running up the stairs. I see SLS/N begin to get up, walking into the kitchen.

Might as well take my chance, I thought, getting up after her.

SLS/N's POV

I got up quickly after Nick, trying to avoid the awkwardness of sitting in silence with my brother.

I pour myself a glass of orange juice, grabbing a piece of leftover toast from this morning. I turn around and bump into what feels like a brick wall, but find out it's Matt.

Great.

"Okay, you and I both know something wrong, and I would like to talk about it please." He says, crossing his arms over his chest and blocking me in the kitchen.

"Oh so now you're ready to spend time with me? Even when I 'sent you over the edge' last time?" I say sarcastically, making air quotes with my fingers.

"You heard that?" His face softens at my words, everything coming back to him now.

"Yup," I say, crossing my own arms and giving him a glare.

He sighs, eyes scrunched in concentration as he thinks of what to say.

"Listen SLS/N, I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have snapped about you like that behind your back. I just got overwhelmed and took it out on you. I'm sorry and there was no excuse for that." He says.

I can't help but smile. He pulls me into a hug and I immediately hug back, wrapping my arms around his torso, my head kind of in his stomach due to the height difference.

"I love you, Matt," I tell him.

"I love you too Kiddo."

Boo Ya! Sorry, it was posted a little later than normal! I had a soccer practice.

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[crochetedblorbos]

"I am not now, nor have I ever been, adorable."

Character Name: Jonathan Sims, a/k/a The Archivist, a/k/a The Ceaseless Watcher’s Special Little Boy, a/k/a Snoop God’s Favorite Kid

Fandom: The Magnus Archives [Podcast]

Voiced/Written By: Jonathan Sims

Yarn Used: Shoes: CraftSmart Value - Dark Almond Trousers: CraftSmart Value - Taupe Cardigan: CraftSmart Value - Olive Shirt: CraftSmart Value - White Skin: CraftSmart Value - Coffee Hair: CraftSmart Value - Dark Chocolate, CraftSmart value - Grey Glasses: Ashland Decorative Wire - Black, 12 gauge

Basic pattern here.

Look. How can you NOT love this pathetic wet cat of a man. (And like most cats, he is also a bastard at times.) He really went through the wringer over the course of the podcast, both physically and emotionally. Thank God he had Martin there for him.

Jon differs from the base pattern as follows:

Shoes: I actually remembered to do the soles in a different color this time! Other than the color, they were done the same way as Joseph’s.

Trousers: I accidentally shortened them. I did not mean to shorten them, but frankly, I miscounted on the first leg and only realized it halfway up the second, so I stopped them at R27 instead of R29, so he’s just a tad bit shorter than normal. (Which is fine, and fits my headcanon for Jon.) I also…well, I’ve finally thrown my lot in on the Great Archival Ass Debate on the side of the Assless, so in R32 (what would normally be R34, but again, everything is two rows lower than normal), I put the decrease in the very back, rather than on either side of R41 as usual. Other than that, they’re the same as Joseph’s.

Cardigan and Shirt: I more or less used the same technique I used for Hux, except that I started a round lower (I think) to make the V deeper. I switched fully to the white for R50 (R52 in the base pattern), then did three stitches on either side of the center stitch of R51 in back loops only to give myself something to hook onto. I then went back later and stitched a collar by making a simple triangle in the front loops of those stitches. I also skipped what would have been R54 in the base pattern and, when I switched to the skin color, I went straight for the decrease to 12 sc around. I was hoping this would make his head less floppy.

Head: I used the loop method again. It’s just easier at this point, especially since Jon canonically has enough grey in his hair that he looks older than thirty. I gave him long hair and left it loose, but at least I got it the right length this time (sorry again, Hux). I was going to give him ears, but honestly, I made his glasses small enough that I didn’t need to. I didn't necessarily plan on giving him buck teeth, but I was in the middle of a D&D session while I was working on his face and white yarn was the only thing I had to hand, so rather than run back to my room for black or dark brown I just went with it.

Arms: When you’re crocheting a character who canonically has a very nasty burn scar on one hand, you have three choices. You can ignore it, you can attempt to replicate it in variegated yarn, or you can crochet a hand and set it on fire. And, well...

...I have a lighter and very poor impulse control. [Side note: I mentioned this to an IRL friend who also listens to TMA, and they said brightly, “Just like the Archivist!] (For the record, burning acrylic yarn doesn’t actually smell as terrible as you might think.) I also decided to cut out the final increase in his hands to make them long and thin. This also means I didn’t decrease for his wrists, which was fine, because I gave him shirt cuffs folded over the end of his cardigan as follows: R9: Join shirt yarn, ch 2, dc in outside loop of each st around, sl st in first dc (10 dc). R10: Ch 1, sc in outside loop of each st around, sl st in first sc (10 sc). R11: Join cardigan yarn, ch 2, hdc in back loop of each stitch in R9 around, sl st in first hdc (10 hdc). Continue rest of arm as normal.

Glasses: These definitely did not turn out like I expected, but eh, they work. I bent the wire into square spectacles and stuck them on. As mentioned, I did them tight enough (accidentally) that I didn’t even need the ears.

Bonus: I deliberately did Jon’s hands so he can hold hands with Martin, or tried to anyway. I realized only after he was complete that I matched the magnet in Jon’s right hand to the one in Martin’s right hand, and there’s not really room to turn them around. I might try pulling Martin’s arms off later and switching them around, but for now…well, at least they can hold hands the other way around.

[life-winners-liveblog]

Go help Jimmy, Scott. Please. He's being an idiot.

DL!Scott: I noticed. Ugh... why did I do this to myself?

~~~~~

SL!Martyn: Jim-

SL!Jimmy: No, you are right. It would have been better if the big dogs never-

DL!Scott: Ok I am stopping this. Jimmy and I have matters to attend to and I would rather spend my time with Scars absolute idiocy and incompetence then hear you two idiots scream the same two arguments to eachother like a broken music disk.

SL!Jimmy: Scott-

DL!Scott: Jimmy, we both know Martyns reasons, so do the whispers, its just a Grian 2.0 situation (a what- what is he talking about???), just accept he doesn't know what he is talking about.

SL!Jimmy: I know It's just ... He doesn't listen.

DL!Scott: And Martyn, we both know Jimmys get attached easily and are very... emotionally charged even by Life games standard... How many braincells did you have to kill to think it was a good idea to avoid him without explanation.

SL!Martyn: ...

DL!Scott: And that theory of yours is at best something a conspiracy theorist would say on a podcast and at worst the rambling of a man stuck in the padded room of a mental asylum. Do you have any proof of what you claim outside of the warden killing two red lifes after they quite litterally trew themselves at it? You could convince a 5 year old that the moon is made of cheese but I doubt they would ever believe that mush of stupidity that exits your mouth every time you try to explain.

SL!Martyn: I do not even-

DL!Scott: I don't care. I don't care about what you are trying to say. I don't care if I hurt your "pwoor lwittle fweelings" Me and Jimmy are going now and I am not going to waste anymore time on this bullshit, also you ARE going to stop avoiding him because if we have to do something like this again I am going to strangle someone. Now Joel had to speak with you as well.

SL!Joel: Finally!