#us in ruins

[bangbangwhoa]

books I’ve read in 2024 📖 no. 106

Us in Ruins by Rachel Moore

“He was daylight to all her shadows. He'd blinded her, and she'd let him.”

[ash-and-books]

Rating: 2/5

Book Blurb:

Margot is on the quest to uncover and reassemble an ancient—and cursed—vase, with the help of a boy who went missing in 1932, because it's the only way to put back together her broken heart in this standa-lone adventure rom-com, perfect for fans of What the River Knows and The Lost City.

The mythical Vase of Venus Aurelia hasn’t been seen since 1932, but Margot Rhodes is determined to change that.

Drawn by the vase’s supposed magical properties, Margot embarks on her school’s archaeological trip to Pompeii. Sure, it’s her first time holding a shovel, but she’s got something no one else does: lost teenage explorer Van Keane’s journal.

Poring over the poetic entries that serve as a map to the vase’s missing shards, Margot finds herself falling in love with the boy who wrote it a century ago. She’s shocked when her search leads her to a statue that looks exactly like Van, and then the statue comes to life.

Catapulted into the present, Van is nothing like the wordsmith Margot imagined. He’s all sharp edges, intent on retrieving the relic for all the wrong reasons. But it takes two to survive Venus’s death-defying challenges, and, together, Margot and Van must excavate the treasure—and their buried pasts—before their story ends in ruins.

With a blend of humor, magic, and love, Rachel Moore crafts another stand-alone adventure rom-com full of double- and triple-crosses, hilarious shenanigans, and frustration-fueled banter, where the best treasure is true love.

Review:

A teen girl obsessed with finding an ancient relic that the journal of a boy who went missing in 1932 was searching for leads her to heartbreak, adventure, and finding the missing boy who was turned into stone but is now very much alive. Margot has been obsessed with archeology and trying to find the mythical Vase of Venus Aurelia, based on the journal of a teen explorer Van Keane who went missing in 1932 in search of this vase. Margot has fallen for Van, the boy who went missing and is determined to complete his quest using his journal... only she actually finds him as a statue... and now coming back alive and together they must find a way to work with one another if they are to find the vase and figure out their very complicated relationship. Real life Van is nothing like the version she made in her head and Margot is beginning to realize that the real boy in front of her isn't as perfect and that he might be out only for himself. With her heart on the line, a vase to find, and a boy who is hiding so many secrets, can she get her happy ever after? This was an extremely young YA novel and I definitely went in thinking this would be a bit older, this would have worked so much better if Margot and Van were in college. Margot acts like a 14 year old girl and honestly, it kind of seemed a bit off in this book. If I knew this was going to be much younger I think it would have tempered my expectations a bit. I just found myself feeling like this was too juvenile for me and that if it were aged up a bit more it would have been just perfect. I liked the premise of the book and how it was very much "The mummy" inspired and the romance was very light and definitely felt like what a 13-14 year old girl would act and do. So if you like younger YA romances I would say absolutely go for this.

Release Date: September 3,2024

Publication/Blog: Ash and Books (ash-and-books.tumblr.com)

*Thanks Netgalley and HarperCollins Children's Books | HarperCollins for sending me an arc in exchange for an honest review*

[betterthanthemovies]

barnes haul…look how pretty tsad’s sprayed edges are 🤩

[dummy-daisy]

“accidental” anal. i'm laying on my stomach and you're over me, pinning me down with your weight. your cock is pounding into my willing, wet pussy hole when it slips. there is no prep, just brute force, your hard cock, still wet from my other hole, pressing against the tight muscle, pain, then it gives in and you sink your length into my ass. you've planned this all along. you love the way my thightest hole grips your cock. how i tense and scream underneath you and you just hold me down and make me take it. you whisper your apologies into my ear as you force your cock in again and again. it just feels so good for you. you can't stop. it was just an accident, but i'm doing so well taking it. fuck, you're going to cum. you fuck me harder. accidentally.

[twincitiesgeek]

“Us in Ruins” Crumbles Under Pressure

It was hard for our reader to enjoy this fantasy romance’s well-written protagonist because of a one-note rival and underdeveloped love story.

HarperCollins It’s always difficult to talk about a book I didn’t enjoy, but it’s even more different when I was convinced that book would be a new favorite. Rachel Moore’s Us in Ruins was a much more personal experience than I was anticipating, but it was also a book I struggled to get through—in fact, I couldn’t finish it—and one about which I struggle to put my thoughts into words. It was…

[distressedjellyfish]

Guys apparently I pre-ordered a book called Us In Ruins by Rachel Moore, and the only plausible reason I could think of for doing this is that she's a fic writer or a tumblr user that I like, but I don't know WHO or HOW I would have come into contact with her?? The book sounds incredible, I just want to know

[chloesimaginationthings]

The kid FNAF protagonists and their main tools

[verflares]

just how long is forever? // not long enough, with you

pssst. check this out on inprnt :]

[mx-mania-mischief]

I want my orgasms to be entirely in your control. I have to ask permission before I cum, and if I cum without permission I want the most brutal punishment. I want you to make me edge constantly so that I'm always wet for you. Deny my orgasm for days at a time, make me crazy and desperate with horniness. When you do make me cum I want you to make me regret ever asking. Strap a vibrator to my clit while I'm tied to a fuck machine. Turn the vibrator on high. Leave me for hours being fucked and forced to cum over and over again. By the time you untie me I'll be barely coherent, covered in sweat and tears, and my pussy will be so sensitive from overstimulation. Remind me why I shouldn't beg for orgasms if I can't handle them.

[innieirving]

"I think there’s something about Irving and Helly R. They formed an alliance in Season 1, really, at the Perpetuity Wing ... There’s a real familial bond that they have ... For Helena, her relationship with her father is so challenging that the kind of dynamic she has with Irving, I think, is triggering for her because it kind of rhymes a little bit with a father figure, but it’s a way more nurturing one than she’s ever experienced." (x)

[dangeroustaintedflawed]

[rizzlegukgak]

sorry i swear to god there are like. ten fantasy high fans who are also fans of dungeons and dragons. im so so tired of people like “if they do another season which is soooooo unlikely they should do *insert something that’s compelling from a purely storytelling perspective but throws away the whole fucking reason why the show is what it is here*” instead of just understanding what a dungeons and dragons campaign is and how the pacing of the show has developed for the previous three seasons.

WHEN they do a fourth season (which they will, because they have no reason not to. it’s dropouts most popular PRODUCT period end of sentence) it will be called senior year and it will be the bad kids (potentially minus fig, because emily axford has voiced her opinion that she would like to play another character in the world of spyre) saving the world one last time as their senior year capstone project. over the course of that season they will level up to level 20, because that’s the dream of every single dungeons and dragons campaign and this is their ONLY opportunity to show us level 20 characters in dungeons and dragons legitimately. and they’ve set themselves up perfectly by leveling up five times each season so they’ll be level 20 for the final fight. adaine will cast wish. gorgug will have three attacks and better artificer equipment. fabian will have better bard spells and a third attack also. riz gukgak will be practically immune to AOE damage. kristen will cast divine intervention and it’ll work on a 20 or less. ally’s gonna roll a one on the d100. it’s going to be incredible.

[katsukistofu]

contents ౨ৎ ⋆ k. bakugo x teacher! fem reader. fluff. ⭑ he keeps staring. the kids notice.

In your five years of teaching, you never thought you’d see Dynamight sitting cross-legged on the daisy shaped carpet in the center of your classroom, while your kids swarm around him to paint his face.

Warmth spreads across your chest as you take it all in. It’s quite the sight, to see the big, buff, seasoned twenty five year old pro hero letting all these tiny toddlers take turns taking clumsy swipes at his face with the colorful paints you bought for them the week before for art class.

What you don’t notice is the way his eyes trail to you wherever you are in the classroom. When you move to open the windows to let the fresh air in, to wipe the chalkboard, even when you’re organizing the mess of crayons on your desk into their rightful bins.

“Why do you keep staring at our teacher?” One of them, a little boy wearing his t-shirt backwards, curiously pipes up. Everyone else nods in agreement, they’ve been wondering the exact same thing.

“You gonna tell her what I said when I leave later?” Katsuki raises a brow. A chorus of playful noooo’s follow him.

“We’re gonna tell her while you’re still here!”

These little brats. He’s barely known these kids for two hours and already he knows that they love you like a second mother, and wouldn’t be letting him go so easily. There’s fondness in his eyes as Katsuki chuckles and leans in, and the kids eagerly lean in to hear what he has to say.

“I’m starin’ cause she’s pretty.”

Gasps and nods of agreement spread across the carpet just as you clap your hands together, your sweet voice ringing through the classroom, to which everyone, including Katsuki with his paint bedazzled face, turns to give you their fullest attention.

“Alright my angels, let’s give Mr. Dynamight some space now okay?”

Curious little eyes glance back and forth between you and Dynamight with, when someone loudly pipes up, “Ms. L/n doesn’t have a boyfriend!”

“Mr. Dynamight thinks you’re pretty!”

“He stares at you like the way my brother stares at ice cream!”

“Hey I was going to say that!”

Bickering ensues across the carpet and you simply gape at them as a hint of a smirk appears on Katsuki’s face.

Should we tell them after class? He mouths in your direction.

No, you mouth back, covering a giggle behind your hand at the continued chaos of your kids behind your boyfriend.

A little homework never hurt anyone.

[dummy-daisy]

i'll take your cock in public 🩷 i'll sit on your lap in the movies 🩷 you can take my pussy in the bar 🩷 you can stick it up my ass on a crowded train 🩷 i'll suck you off on the street if my mouth is what you need 🩷 my holes are available to you whenever and wherever you want 🩷

[drip-p1ss]

use a catheter on me. fill me up before going to sleep, water, soda and of course a lot of tea. in the morning I'm desperate, pleading for my morning release, but you don't let me go. I'm squirming, even standing is really painful. I think it's finally over when you come to me at my catheter, but you just attach a funnel and fill me up with your piss. at this point my bladder is unbearably stretched, it just hurts. I beg you to let me pee but you have other plans. you dress me in a slutty outfit, short crop top with no bras and a tiny skirt without panties.

"we're going to the grocery store" you say. and that's it, my begs are usless.

every step is painful, my legs can barely hold me but fortunately the store is near. we go through the aisles, you order me to bend to take some stuff, just to see my ass, my bare pussy showing off and whimper escaping from my lips. it hurts so much, I need to empty my bladder. we wait in line for payment, luckly an old woman allow us to pass.

"you should go first since you're pregnant, such a lovely couple" she said, pointing towards my bulging belly. I can barely smile, the bladder is so full and stretched, you smirk. "you're so kind ma'am, wanna feel the baby?" so you guide her hand to my belly, prodding and squishing it, I just wanna cry. the old woman starts touching it too.

"please..." I manage to whimper. "oh poor girl, you must be so sensitive, you might need a massage" said the woman, starting touching harder to help but just getting me more desperate. you chuckle, seeing how the ma'am was unknowingly torturing me.

"thanks for the advice, I'll treat her at home" you smirk. after paying and getting back I start begging you. on the floor of the house I'm just a whimpering mess.

"don't worry, I got you" you said, just for you to turn me over, my bladder pressing on the floor in a hurtful way and your cock sliding into my tight cunt.

"please so full... to full..." I can only whimper, my bladder stretched to unbearable limits. you continue pounding into me, while I cry until you cum and cum again. my pussy abused, overstimulated and red, your cum filling me even more. you let out some other sprout of piss, just to plug it in me and leave me on the floor like this, a whimpering and crying mess, full, hurt and bruised, with my belly stretched out and bulging a lot. piss and cum filling me up.

"get up, you have my bath to run" you order. it will be a long day and I can already barely crawl without crying in pain.

pretty please??? (MDNI)