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I love that this implies digimon is gayer than Pokémon

My favorite thing about Shen Yuan's concept of the women (but also just all the people really) in svsss at the start of the book is how he literally talks about them like they're his least favorite gens of Pokemon but he still needs a finished pokedex. Gotta 100% that shit baabbbbbeeeyyyyy. His reaction to a woman dying is literally 'Binghe look what you've done. Now professor oak can't congratulate you on finishing your pokedex. you won't get the special achievement'

Sir a girl has died and her sister is right there.

Maybe don't get all up on your gamer 100% speedrun reddit nonsense for five minutes. He talks about these girls like they have stats and buffs if he likes them or is like worthless pokemon. Absolute stat garbage. But gotta catch em all.

It is just funny to me

Luo Binghe doesn't need a pokemon sir. He switched to digimon a long time ago and for the record i firmly believe there's no way the man didn't choose frontiers as his favorite.

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I want this to be a buddy cop movie so bad!

in tears over this

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How I draw kisses!

A quick tutorial/cheat sheet on how I draw kisses!! I’m going to assume you already know how to draw a head and how to angle it, because that’s an entire procedure in itself. I’m going to focus on mainly the lips and also try and tackle some common mistakes when you’re first starting out. 

Pursing the lips

So this is boring but crucial. If you don’t purse, their is no real kiss (take notes) bc placing your lips on top of someone else’s is not how you kiss… The most important part are the corners of the mouth, especially from the side view, because that’s what changes the most. 

The actual kissing yeee

Let’s start do a basic side view kiss on the lips. And believe it or not, I think this one is the hardest!  

Think about which parts of the face are going to be in front of the other! This can take some time to get the hang of, but once you get that down it’s easy. Also, focus on getting the heads at the right distance and angle. A common mistake is drawing them too close. 

The Lightning Shape: 

Still keeping in mind which part of the line is “Red’s” upper lip and which part is “Blue’s” lower lip, play around with the shape of the lightning. Very subtle changes can have a very strong impact! I usually go by feel, so take your time, but here are some things to look out for: 

Details squishing etc.

So yeah once the lightning shape looks good, I usually add details and squish parts of the face that will touch. Which usually includes the noses, but from this angle they won’t squish unless you intend on making nice big noses <3. By now it should look something like this: 

You don’t have to add the corners of the mouth! I usually do when I want to show that the character is smiling. 

One technique used a lot in anime/manga + other cartoony art styles, is fading lines where two soft-ish objects press hard against each other. The picture above explains it. 

Common mistakes

Getting down the crucial kissing part of fanart is hard and you will mess upp SO MANY TIIIIIIMES, but you learn from your mistakes, so don’t be discouraged. There are some things though that I frequently see when people draw kisses that makes it look awkward and stale, many of which I used to do myself. Here are some examples:

Try your best to avoid these. Most of the mistakes have little to do with the lips and more to do with the angle of the head. So getting that down before you move on to the lips is important. 

¾ view Kissing

There are not a lot of angles where you actually see the lips meet (or at least not that I can draw…). Depending on how the heads are placed in relation to each other, you may or may not see the lips in a ¾ view. The way I have demonstrated is done in a way that the nose will bump into the other’s upper cheek. 

Aaand that’s about it! These things will make more and more sense the more you draw them. At first it can seem very hard with so many things to keep track of, and it is, but practice makes perfect! 

Rule of thumb: does the angle and position of the heads make sense? How are the lips going to align? What parts of the face are going to be in front of the other? How much will the lips purse? And finally, what is going to squish? 

Thank you for reading! 😘

(☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞ now draw kisses

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I’m ace aro so marriage is kind of off the table but if I ever get really financially stable, I would like to marry myself just so I could sort of celebrate who I am with my friends and family 

Quick survey how old are you and do you care about your wedding like is it actually that serious for you

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Because they deserve to feel loved

Science side of Tumblr, explain to me why the internet uses the phrase Babyboy for a spry anime protagonist boy, but Babygirl is for troubled 40 year old men who are likely practicing law and/or breaking it?

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If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading

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Moshang holiday podfic “If You Really Hold Me Tight”

by @/ViceForgotten & art by @/rachitori is up! ❄️🐹

A little holiday day fun and smut. 🤭

TW just in case: Unsupportive family

Overview:

Shang Qinghua’s book had gotten a TV deal and in celebration he’d booked an amazing winter getaway at a ski resort for Christmas. While is abusive family is also staying at the resort for the holidays, he feels this will be the perfect opportunity to show-off and not be the black sheep of the family for once. He looks forward to the trip until his best friend, Shen Yuan, backs out and sets him up with some guy named Mobei Jun to go in his place.

⏲️ Pod length: 1 hr

🎧Listen here: anchor.fm/gem-asteria3

📖Also here : archiveofourown.org/works/43901496

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I need a bingqiu fic where everyone reverse transmigrates into the modern world but only Binghe and Mobei Jun remember their old world cause now THEY have the system and their task is simple: find their husbands and make them fall in love with them again.

Seems easy right? They've done it once already.

WRONG.

Because, when Binghe finds Shen Qingqiu, he's heartbroken to find that his Shizun's personality is almost the same as before his qi deviation in their previous life, and has absolutely no interest in him.

He also finds out that for some reason in this life Shen Qingqiu has a younger brother, Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan is sweet and kind and pretty and gentle and funny and pretty. He's also closer in age to Binghe. Slowly Binghe starts to feel a devastating guilt every time he looks at him. He doesn't know where this man was in their previous life, but in this one. In this one Binghe is pretty sure he's falling in love with him.

He feels guilty because it feels like betraying his Shizun, his husband. He feels like the only reason he's in love with Shen Yuan is because he reminds him of his husband, but that's not fair to Shen Yuan either. It's like he's just replacing one brother for the other.

But no matter how much he tries he can't get Shen Yuan out of his mind.

Then his Shizun, Shen Qingqiu, starts dating Yue Qingyuan and Binghe's confused more than anything. He doesn't understand why he doesn't feel heartbroken. But when the System doesn't take away any points for this, he finally asks it "Hey, System." "Yes?" "Do you know why Shizun is acting as such?" "What do you mean? We've detected no abnormal behaviour from Shen Yuan." "No, not Shen Yuan, Shen Jiu— WAIT, WAIT, SHEN YUAN?????"

Then he finds out, this whole time, he's been going after the WRONG. GUY.

Shen Yuan, on the other hand is heartbroken.

Despite acting like he's straight his whole life (and very much believing it himself), there was just something that stabbed him in the chest every time he looked at Luo Binghe playfully flirting with his ge (while getting rejected every. Fucking. Time. Shen Yuan really doesn't know if his ge doesn't know the hottest guy on the planet is flirting with him, or if he's being an idiot and rejecting him).

He's gotten to know the guy quite well, and they have become quick friends. They talk, they text and they hang out, all the time. He finds that Binghe is an amazing cook (seriously, HOW can food be so good?). He also loves to read, and they proceed to rant about the books they've both read. He's also a huge cry baby. (Shen Yuan thinks it's cute)

And sometimes.

Sometimes he'll just look at Shen Yuan with so much, well, fondness. It's in those moments that Shen Yuan let's himself dream that maybe, maybe, this boy could be his.

Sometimes he'll say something that cannot be categorized as anything but shameless flirting.

Like the first time he made Shen Yuan congee. "This is the best thing I've ever had. Holy shit." "Ah, you like it that much? Alright then. I'll make it for you all the time, with variations." Then he proceeded to wink. WINK. (Shen Yuan did not blush. He did not. He's straight. It's just the halo-like light that surrounds Luo Binghe is enough to charm sven a straight man. Like him. Cause he's straight. Definitely.)

When his ge starts dating Yue Qingyuan. He expects Binghe to look heartbroken, but. He doesn't. He acts like nothing is wrong. Absolutely nothing is out of place.

Except he smiles at Shen Yuan with that fond look way more often. He flirts way more often. He cooks for him way more often.

Shen Yuan doesn't know how to feel about that.

Has this guy been some kind of playboy this whole fucking time? And when one target is no longer available, he just moves on? To his BROTHER? Yeah, no, scratch that, he knows exactly how he feels.

He's furious.

(Binghe has no idea why Shen Yuan seems so angry with him. He just wants to kiss his husband. Why must this always happen when they reunite?)

Mobei Jun on the other hand is having a, uhh, sorta better time. He's found Shang Qinghua. Shang Qinghua is the Shang Qinghua he knows, flighty, cowardly and cute. But, the thing is. Qinghua's absolutely terrified of him.

Every time he pops up next to him, he squeals and jolts so bad that one time he slammed into a door.

But he still blushes at their proximity. Still has the same taste in trashy novels. Still writes. Still loves having his hair ruffled.

They get together within 2 months. The system congratulates him 3 times.

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TAKE THE SURVEY HERE

hi! i got curious about something i was thinking about this week and decided to make a survey out of it. this is an anonymous survey and won’t be used for any research purposes, but i do intend to share the results after two weeks of it being up in a typed summary. if you have some time, it would be awesome and help me out if you took the survey!

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— Worshipper of our ruler

Pairing: Yandere bee’s x gender-neutral reader

Warnings: Yandere behavior, gore description(?), reader has slight stockholm syndrome yet denies it, nakedness description and slight smut towards middle and end, and spiking the reader (reader gets drugged with immense pleasure!)

Authors note: These bee characters belong to @yanderemommabean — I decided to write a fic based on the alien bees cause I love them!! I also wanna say I hate the ending, I was unsure how to end it so sorry!! Enjoy though <33!

Happy Halloween by the way 🎃 🖤

Once you arrived at the planet with your crewmates, it was… interesting to see the bees work and arrive on a daily basis. They were hard workers, working 12 hours at a time to make sure their palace didn’t break. Though, you seemed to notice how there wasn’t a ‘queen bee’ or, at least someone in top control.

Other than the capital leader ruling, it was hard to keep up the palace rules and work-style. You could see that every poor bee was stressed, so you decided to offer some help, or at least be some help to them, even though you were a small human.

You thought they’d decline you, seeing that trespassers were killed on site, but the moment they saw you, they buzzed at you, staring at you with such adoration and animated-like heart eyes; falling head over heels for you.

Originally, the plan of coming here was to agree to the terms of peace with them and get out of there. But, when you came to meet the military and the capitol leader, they immediately saw something in you: a type of look in their eyes that would give anyone goosebumps. From then one, they and the other bees always wanted to be near you, praising and whispering of how wonderful you were. At first, you thought it was because they’ve never seen a human outside of their globe, so you couldn’t blame them or get upset.

They always grasped at your hands, comparing their huge paws to your… small ones. Seeing that you were way shorter than them, a few feet to be exact. The humanoid insects always insisted on taking care of you and keeping you inside, decorated you with the softest silk whilst using the excuse of ‘we’d never want you to get hurt!’.

They always carried you and always wanted to invade your privacy: begging to bathe you, rub their honey-scented lotion on your skin and hand-feed your favorite meals.

They loved you and always wanted to be near you. Their clingy behavior was exhausting, especially with their roaming hands that always clung to your body.

But, when it came for you to leave and escape from their palace, it was terrifying. The moment your captain patted your back, smiled and congratulated you for the hard work you did: gaining the trust of the bee colony. But to your surprise, you heard growling behind you, then swarming of the bees, rushing you to come with them; an ‘emergency’ taking place.

You left your captain behind, seeing that they desperately needed help. After they picked you up, flew you to your chambers while cooing at you, you realized what they were planning: ‘you’re such a wonderful ruler, please lie down on the bed for us!” and “We’ll please you, you’re so pretty!”.

You remember losing your voice in your throat, getting hit climax after climax whilst your body ached of pure pleasure. You wanted to move, scream, yell at them and tell them to stop. But, you couldn’t, they looked at you with such—

“Your majesty?”

You blinked in surprise, looked at the doorway as you rested on the giant bed; connecting eye contact to a female worker. Of course you had zoned out, I mean… how couldn’t you? You’re taken captive in a huge place that is surrounded with thousands of humanoid bees, who expected much from you.

“Y-yeah?” You answered anxiously, looking at your clothes whilst fiddling with your fingers.

Her buzzing was loud. She smiled happily, coming in to deliver in which… what looked like a good meal but you weren’t hungry per say. You were rethinking your life choices, the ‘what if’s’ spiraling in your head as the event replayed in your mind.

You remember that day so clearly, as if it was yesterday. At this point, you’ve lost count on how long you’ve been on this planet; everyday was and is a ‘new day’.

If you could, you'd escape, get up and frantically look around but each time you did, you were gently pushed back into the soft cloud-like bed. They always praised you, saying ‘you need to rest for the young!’.

Yeah right, you couldn’t! It was almost—

“So!” The female bee started, her antenna’s bouncing: “Today we are scheduled to have you do some bed-work. But of course, we’ll take it easy.” She chirped loudly, clasping her hands together as her wings fluttered.

You nodded hesitantly, smiling anxiously. Hearing multiple footsteps, you glanced at the hallway behind her, seeing more workers welcoming themselves into your chamber, shuffling around hugely.

Your heart raced, seeing that the female worker kept babbling on what you’ll do that day, but you couldn’t concentrate on her. Seeing that the male workers that came in, were huge… a whole lot taller than the woman in front of you talking about the damn schedule.

“Does that sound good, your Majesty?” She asked, leaning down to observe you innocently.

“Uh… what?” You asked, shaking your head at your thoughts. You readjusted yourself on the bed, leaning on your knees at her.

She frowned, making an apologetic face: “If that doesn’t sound good, I’ll make a change!” She stated loudly, grabbing the paperwork from the clipboard she was holding, looking through it: “I understand this whole new schedule may sound stressful, we only want what’s best for you!”

“No..! No, it’s fine,” You assured her, grabbing her hand gently, slightly squeezing it.

She still had a frown on, “Are you sure? I can change it!” She moved to grasp both of your hands together, looking at you with her big doe eyes. Her hands were extremely warm and cozy, it almost wanted to make you hug her, have a massage and possibly fall asleep in the cozy bed of yours.

You smiled to not make her upset, reassuring her again, “Yes—yes it’s fine.”

She smiled again, her wings twitching from the praise you gave to her. “Mhm! I’ll tell the captain while the others get ready for your bath. Please enjoy your meal, your Majesty!” She bowed at you, her antenna’s bouncing within her movements.

She left the room, shutting the door with a slight ‘click’. Then, some male guards come in, representing a ‘protective call’ from the military captain. Normally, they’d come in and ask if you wanted anything or they could do something, but they were terrifyingly quiet.

As you finished your meal, you exited your room to the bathroom, where you met some bee workers in the bathroom, almost waiting for you to arrive.

“Oh, your Majesty! we weren’t expecting you yet!” The male one said, who got up to bow at you; slightly smiling whilst buzzing with excitement. “Please,” He started again, his hand directing at the tub: “Enjoy the warm bath as I get the wash workers!”

You smiled towards him, nodding at his statement as you watched him slide past you. Even with their high intelligence and tall structure, they always were so kind and gentle with you. Watching your every move as if you would shatter like glass, it was comforting to know at some limit.

As you undressed yourself, leaving the dirty silks on the white-covered floors, you welcomed yourself to the right temperature of water. You sighed heavily, leaning back against the tub as you played with the water with such boredom.

“My Ruler?”

You jumped and screamed, slightly pressing yourself against the corner of the bathtub. You made direct eye contact with a few female workers, one of them being the other bee lady that was in your room earlier.

“Uh,” You started, “Hi…?” You said awkwardly, embarrassed with the loud yelp you expressed.

They all giggled, hand pressing against their lips as they welcomed themselves into the bathroom, making sure to place your clean clothes on the sink; including letting them join you in the warm water, which was quite comforting.

As the girls helped wash you, gently rubbing the loofah on your delicate and squishable body; taking extra precaution on and around the purple-hickeys and sore spots. They purred at your pretty skin, commenting that: ‘it always smells and looks so pretty!’. They kissed every inch of your skin, looking at you like a rare piece of ore.

Then, two of them gently lifted you up, making sure to wrap a towel around your body, getting your legs and arms well dried before leading to the well-known bedroom of yours. Of course, they dressed you in the best of silks that were made for their best ruler, they only cared about you and your opinion on things after all.

One of the female workers sits you on the bed, making a ‘nest’ in front and behind you before making sure to comb your luscious locks to take out any knots that had formed. This was probably your best part, slightly humming to the every know and again giggles that came out of them when you groaned in satisfaction.

All of the sudden, the sound of the main lady bees made you come out of your euphoria coma: “Dear Ruler…? May we do something?” She smiled in her tone.

You nodded from behind, expecting something other than the now-roaming hands all over your body: making you gasp yet moan in surprise from the extreme pleasure that had occurred all of the sudden.

You felt hot… extremely hot and wet.

“Oh, G–od,” You murmured under your breath, leaning over and trying to concentrate on your breathing other than the multiple warm… hands that worked around your hips, sliding down your thighs and back. It makes your skin have goosebumps, almost pleasuring you just by touching your skin.

“The medication seems to be working,” A female voice purred loudly, making you feel ashamed from the liquid running down your now-open thighs.

You sighed shakily, “T–the… what?”

They all giggled, their hands massaging your back and bum as they squished every part of your body. It made you whine loudly, pressing your back against what you could describe as a pillow of clouds.

You looked up, seeing the bee lady pleasuring you from behind. Realizing... you were laying on her chest: “Oh–Please… S–top. Let me—”

She ignored your protests by giggling, rubbing her nose against yours and continuing her and the other assaults on your poor body that made you so hot and bothered that it seemed to make you desperate for any contact.

They all gathered around you, pampering your delicate skin with kisses and petting your hair: “continue for us, your Majesty. We want more, nothing to be embarrassed of!” They chriped one after the another, buzzing and fluttering loud and clear.

“Oh… God,” You whined, grabbing the sheets under you as you reopened your eyes to see much more workers than you remember seeing.

You quivered from the goosebumps, slapping their hands away in overstimulation.

They all looked at you, making you speak up: “Please… no more. Wha.. ah… did–you do to me?”

“Your Majesty,” One of the male workers started, “Please don’t fret!” He frowned. “We’ll take good care of you, like how you took care of us when we relied on your aid.”

They all nodded, watching your reactions very closely before grasping at your body again: “Please! Allow us to pleasure you in any way… you deserve it.”

Before you could speak again, your body and mouth betrayed you: body violently shaking from the immense pleasure that jolted through you like lightning and babbling out curses.

“Your Majesty,” A female bee started, pushing you on your back as more surrounded you: “We’ll make this as pleasurable as you want! Please, allow us to touch you in ways!” She begged, joining the continuous assaults on you.

All you could do was moan, whine, and whimper as praises and love comments were thrown at you one after another. It was like a dream, a pure… pleasurable dream.

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Reblogs, comments and likes are very much appreciated!! Thank you all for reading <33

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Thank you so much for this I’m so glad I’m not crazy

(Has anyone else ever forgot your OC was an OC and got sad that no one else likes the same things as you 😢)

the struggle is so real y’all 😩

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Ace aro peach

in the tags, your sexual orientation and who you play in smash bros

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Murderous Llewellyn's Candlelit Dinner - By MUK_BU (9.5/10)

Victorian settings are hard to get right. Usually authors shy away from how crime ridden and dirty that era was. This story embraces that grittiness. The main character is a man with no family, who is always broke. He actually becomes unemployed and jobless early on in the story.

Shavonne has been a ghost writer for eight years. He doesn't make much money, but writing is his passion. He's smart, but not smart enough to escape poverty. He's handsome, but not handsome enough to catch a rich widow. He's tough, but his moments of kindness get him into trouble alot. He eats in underground restaurants that serve expired food for cheap. His rich doctor friend isn't willing to give him any money, and he breaks up with his boyfriend in chapter one.

This is August Bash. After Shavonne breaks him with him he doesn't give up. He thinks Shavonne still loves him, so he starts stalking his ex. He leaves creepy letters in his mailbox, and he follows him everywhere. Shavonne goes to the police station for him several times, but they refuse to help him. Shavonne is a twenty nine year old man. The cops think only young beautiful women have stalkers. They tell him he's overreacting every time when he comes in with evidence. Ira street is a poor neighborhood, so the cops usually don't help anyone. Shavonne gets more paranoid by the day, and he starts to suspect his neighbor.

Llewellyn always peels onions in the stairwell, right in front of his door. He's tall, handsome, and he seems to have money. Rumors spread about him in the apartment building like wildfire. Some people think he's a prostitute, because well groomed people don't live on Ira street. Llewellyn immediately tries to befriend Shavonne when he moves in. He's polite, but he can't read or write well. He feels like an incomplete person. Shavonne is confused by him. When Llewellyn invites him to dinner he doesn't refuse. He kind of feels like an asshole. Llewellyn has been nothing but kind to him, but he's been treating the man like a stalker. He goes into Llewellyn's apartment, and sees a million lit candles. Literally hundreds of them. Llewellyn has prepared food that has onions in it. All of his food is onion themed. That's strange, and the apartment is hot because he lit way too many candles. Shavonne decides to be polite and enjoy the meal, but then he smells something, and then he snoops around.

He finds a dead body in the bedroom, but he stays calm. Shavonne makes it out of the apartment alive, and he starts avoiding Llewellyn. A serial killer has been terrorizing Ira street. Shavonne naturally assumes that Llewellyn is the culprit. He runs to the police station, but then he sees a wounded man there. The man was beaten for reporting gang crimes. The police weren't willing to protect him after he provided information.

Shavonne backs out of the station, and runs home. He's not a perfect person. He knows he should report the murderer, but he doesn't want to die before the cops catch his neighbor. He's got his own problems to deal with too. The stalker has drilled an obvious peephole through his door, and he knows somebody is following him.

Llewellyn saves Shavonne's life. When August breaks into his home to kill him Llewellyn appears out of no where and knocks him out. Shavonne didn't even suspect that August was the culprit. The drama that unfolds is really juicy. Llewellyn basically admits that he's a killer, and he says that he knows Shavonne knows. Then he tells Shavonne that he can get rid of August. Shavonne says he can't kill or sell August, but he lets Llewellyn drag the stalker away.

Then the two stalkers fight over Shavonne in private and obviously Llewellyn wins. He mutilates August and leaves him alive in the woods. Llewellyn is unnaturally strong, and his motivation for doing anything is Shavonne. He's willing to be anything for Shavonne.

His perfect act works. Shavonne eventually falls for him, and they start dating, but Llewellyn is traumatized. He starts begging Shavonne to stay with him all the time. He's afraid that Shavonne will abandon him someday. He gives Shavonne roses made of money. He pays for Shavonne's apartment after the landlord tries to evict him. He secretly gets Shavonne a job after he gets fired. Shavonne has been living alone all his life, and he can see that Llewellyn sincerely cares about him, but he doesn't know why.

Llewellyn hasn't told Shavonne anything about himself. Shavonne knows nothing about his family or past. Even after they start dating he keeps hiding everything about his past. When Shavonne sees the scars on his body he panics and begs for forgiveness. He says he's sorry he isn't perfect and he's sorry that his body is ugly. Shavonne tries to comfort him, but he wants answers. Answers that Llewellyn isn't willing to give him. Llewellyn gets more possessive too, which stains their relationship.

A man named Oliver Turner appears and offers Shavonne a publishing contract. It's a dream come true. It's what Shavonne has been waiting eight years for. Llewellyn wrecks the apartment when he sees Shavonne smile at him. He can't give Shavonne that kind of happiness. He can't even write properly. He can't make Shavonne a successful author, but this other man can.

Shavonne doesn't cheat on Llewellyn, but he starts to feel reality creeping in. Llewellyn is kind to him, but he's an actual killer. When Oliver Turner tries to give him a room to stay in he considers it. Ira street is dirty and crowded, and Oliver's mansion is an author's paradise. The library is taller than his apartment building.

He loves Llewellyn, but the lying killer is not an ideal life partner.

Oliver wants to sleep with Shavonne, but I'm mostly sure that he'll get rejected. Shavonne is a sucker for crying faces and sincere feelings. Hooking up casually with Oliver wouldn't make him happy, and he knows that.

Then we get hit with a flashback arc. One of the best flashback arcs I've ever read. Llewellyn is obsessed with Shavonne because he was a prisoner before. Shavonne lost his memories after an accident, but Llewellyn remembers everything. Shavonne taught him how to speak. Shavonne brought him onions to eat because the other guards were feeding him garbage. Shavonne smiled and taught him and tried to be a good teacher.

Llewellyn was an experiment. He's strong because superintendent Farrel has been injecting steroids into him since he was a kid. He hasn't seen the sun in more than a decade. Shavonne is Llewellyn's god. He had nothing else in prison, and he didn't want anything else. Shavonne may have lost his memories because he was traumatized by what happened to him.

After Farrel found out that Llewellyn was in love with him he forced Shavonne to obey Llewellyn. Llewellyn was being groomed into an assassin in that prison, but he was hard to control. Farrel used Shavonne to control him and it worked. Shavonne was forced to live in the prison cell with Llewellyn, which drove him a little crazy. Llewellyn was happy. He wanted to stay in the cell with Shavonne forever. Farrel eventually takes Shavonne away, and then Llewellyn's life as an assassin begins.

Farrel lies to Llewellyn and says Shavonne is a famous author. He claims that Shavonne doesn't want him anymore, because he is successful and happy. Farrel manipulates him into killing people "for Shavonne's sake". Shavonne was supposed to be killed (because he knew too much about the experiment) after he left the prison. Farrel promises to leave him alone if Llewellyn obeys him.

Seven years pass. Llewellyn spies on Farrel and hears that his beloved Shavonne is poor, and alone. He doesn't have a wonderful wife and family. That makes Llewellyn snap, and he kills all of the guards involved with the prison one by one. He is a serial killer, but his targets are all bad people who experimented on kids.

The story hasn't ended yet. It's based on a novel, but I'm going to wait patiently for the ending.

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