#to be devoured

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Happy International Lesbian Day! Here's some super brief book recs to celebrate

Books dealing with love, loss, longing and abandonment

This is How You Lose The Time War is a short but beautifully written epistolary novel between two agents on opposite sides of a time war as they slowly fall in love.

Our Wives Under the Sea is one of the most beautifully written debuts I've ever read about a woman whose wife comes home wrong after they thought she'd died at sea and how it feels to grieve the loss of someone who's still in your home.

Lucky Red is a western novel about a young girl working in a brothel who meets her first female gunslinger and falls head over heels for her, and the consequences that come with loving dangerous people.

Body horror galore

Camp Damascus is about a young woman living in a super conservative christian town built around the worlds most successful conversion camp and the horrors that are uncovered there when praying the gay away fails.

To Be Devoured is about a woman whose fascination with the local vultures turns into obsession and the urge to know what carrion tastes like overtakes her life and leads her down stranger and stranger paths.

Chlorine is about a girl whose entire life revolves around being a competitive swimmer, and how abuse, neglect, and obsession with being the best takes its toll on the young women caught up in these destructive cycles.

Flawed character studies

Big Swiss is about a woman who has a kitchen floor reset in her 40s, moves away and starts a new life as a transcriber for a sex therapist and becomes obsessed with one of his clients before inserting herself into this poor woman's life.

The Seep is a speculative sci-fi set in a future where there's been a quiet alien invasion that has given people the ability to make almost any changes to their own bodies and what that world feels like to someone who doesn't want to partake.

Milk Fed is about a woman in therapy who feels cut off from almost everything until she meets another woman who triggers in her a melding of sex, hunger, and religion and where that takes her. Huge trigger warnings for ED content. It gets tough, y'all.

Fantastical wlw books

Bitterthorn is an amalgamation of fairytales retold as a slow burn sapphic love story between a sad young girl from a cursed land and the evil witch who takes her as a companion in the latest of the generational sacrifices made to appease her.

All the Bad Apples may be set in contemporary Ireland but it is a fairytale following a young girl as she travels across the country looking for a sister she refuses to believe is dead and the people she meets along the way.

Gideon the Ninth needs no introduction on this site but for the sake of formatting - lesbian necromancers in space who find themselves in an isolated murder mystery plot. It's not a romance but it is a love story and this series will change your life if you let it.

Translated novels

Boulder is a short character study following a free spirited woman when she accidentally settles down with the woman she loves and how love and resentment can take up the same space in your chest when life doesn't turn out the way you hoped it would.

Notes of a Crocodile is a cult classic coming of age story about queer teens in Taipei in the 1980s. It was written in the 90s so please keep that in mind if you choose to read it.

Paradise Rot is about an international student studying in Australia and her growing obsession with her housemate as they share a space that allows no privacy. I've never read anything that feels stickier.

[horrorgirlspoll]

*This is not "only the 1 character w/ the most votes out of the 4 moves on", but more like "characters with the least votes out of all prelim rounds get kicked"

[darling-lambkin]

Book Review: To Be Devoured by Sara Tantlinger

Warning: This book review will contain spoilers. I have tried several times to re-format my analysis in a way that doesn’t give away too much of the content, but with the depth at which I prefer to discuss what I’ve read, it is simply not possible for any of my reviews to be completely spoiler-free. If you do wish to read this book, I encourage you to purchase it for yourself. Keep in mind that I do not claim to be any sort of real literary critic. I am simply one of many people online who enjoys publicly stating their opinions.

Title: To Be Devoured

Author: Sara Tantlinger

Publication Year: 2019

Genre: Horror Fiction, LGBTQ+ Fiction

Average Goodreads Rating: 3.8/5

My Personal Rating: 2.5/5

Pages: 92

Date Started: December 29th, 2024

Date Finished: January 14th, 2025

Synopsys: What does carrion taste like? Andi has to know. The vultures circling outside her home taunt and invite her to come understand the secrets hiding in their banquet of decay. Fascination morphs into an obsessive need to know what the vultures know. Andi turns to Dr. Fawning, but even the therapist cannot help her comprehend the secrets she’s buried beneath anger-induced blackouts.

Going into this book, I was looking forward to the opportunity to watch a protagonist’s mentality deteriorate as they spiral into obsession. Perhaps it’s the lapsed catholic in me, but the notion of consuming flesh has always held a sort of inherent poetic quality for me, be it the flesh of animals or the flesh of our fellow man.

I feel as though I ought to preface this review by saying that as a general rule of thumb, I do not like books written from a first-person perspective. Of course there are exceptions, but for the most part, reading a narrative from the protagonist’s perspective feels a bit juvenile in a “I threw my hair up in a messy bun and put on my Converse with a dress before going downstairs to be sold to One Direction” sort of way; like the types of narratives we used to write as children, before we had fully grasped the concept that perspectives other than our own exist. Having said that, this book felt a bit edgy for my personal taste, in the sense that there were several moments where it felt like it was trying too hard to be something it simply couldn’t. The protagonist herself was downright insufferable, and while perhaps that was the intention, all of the other characters felt so flat that there was simply no relief from Andi’s dark musings. In particular, the sex scene–or rather, the aftermath of the sex scene, was so physically revolting that I considered abandoning the book entirely, not simply because of the particular act, but more so because it felt like shameless shock value. 

With a story stocked with subpar characters, my favorite character had to be Dr. Fawning, as ridiculous as that may sound. From the very beginning, I assumed that Andi’s therapist was a figment of her imagination, to some extent. The wide, glassy eyes, the silence, the constant whinging about the tan suit with the white undershirt–something wasn’t lining up for me, and that was my motivation to keep reading. For a short period, I assumed that she may have been a vulture herself, but I was pleasantly surprised to learn of her true identity, though the way she was treated in the end did make my heart ache for her sake. 

Favorite Quotes:

“Cancer doesn’t give a damn who you trust; it just takes away, eats up a person without giving anything back to the earth.” (pg 16)

“The yearning to crawl inside the warmth of her washes over me like the steamed heat of an open oven door. For her, I would disintegrate inside steam. For her, I would burn.” (pg 36)

“I am a body learning to consume other bodies. There are no wrong bodies here when the meat is all dead and just food.” (pg 61)

“I love you so much. I want to know what every part of you tastes like. What’s wrong with that?” (pg 71)

“I want to apologize. I want to swallow you whole.” (pg 76)

[contaminateddragon]

To Be Devoured board for @herdisturbedheart

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[skrunklystraycat]

I just finished To Be Devoured by Sara Tantlinger. I definitely recommend it if you have a taste for gore, macabre, and obsessive love. I feel like some bits were edgey for no reason other than shock value, but reading on as the main character's sanity slowly melts away makes it make sense in a way. The end was great, the start was great, and I say this as someone who needs to be HOOKED in the first few paragraphs. My attention needs to be captured from my little adhd brain by whatever media I'm consuming very quickly, or it flits away to somewhere else.

In other news, SMAUs/texts will be coming soon, so stay put. I'll get a masterlist together first I think to make sure everything stays organized. Thanks yall!

Cat

[roundmylittlefinger]

I'm sure I was not supposed to want my wife to go insane n ritualistically eat me after reading To Be Devoured but

[inkskinned]

hey... don't cry.... tesla recall for most cybertrucks, okay? >46,000 vehicles affected <3

[lazyjellyfish300]

Omg how I miss this 😩

No Te Contaron Mal 🕷️

w/c: 2.5K

pairing: fwb!miguel o’hara x latina!reader

tags: 18+ smut. fwb to lovers, jealousy, stubborn to not tell him, finding out he kissed another girl, getting mad, folding anyway, sucking him off, then getting mad n jealous again, arguing, kinda toxic but funny, reciprocated feelings, dumb confession, making out, grinding, riding, unprotected sex, creampie

a/n: something so dumb and silly- y’all this song pisses me off every time i listen to it i HAD to finish this

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imagine just having a casual thing going on with miguel. you could call it a friends with benefits type of deal but you weren’t exactly going out with other people but it also wasn’t anything exclusive.

now the problem happened when one of your friends told you that she saw miguel kissing another girl at a club. something in that moment changed but you couldn't get yourself to admit that it was jealousy. especially when you made such a big fuss of it being something casual and nothing more.

so you did what you thought was best to get rid of even the mere thought of jealousy/your true feelings for him and just ignored him.

especially because you had gotten into a stupid argument yesterday which probably led to him making that decision in the first place.

the next day he texted you and the pure audacity of a man to want to fuck the night after kissing another girl was astonishing.

but he didn’t know that you knew and even if he did, he’d just tell you that you have no business to complain because you were the one that wanted something casual.

so you were fucked no matter what and folded anyway.

after he ate you out and made you forget all about your inner horrid feelings, you decided to repay the favor so you were between his legs on his bed sucking him off just how he liked.

his praise this time around had you feeling different, in a way made you shy and not want to look at him. so you closed your eyes, thinking it would help if you didn’t see him and that it wouldn’t bring the flashbacks of your heart being broken into little pieces from your friend telling you what she saw last night.

but yet his words now felt gentle, and for once in his life, loving. it was weird but nice. really nice.

you didn’t know what it was, just that your face felt like it was burning and your heart was fucking pounding. there was no way he knew but now it just brought up the question of why did it have to be casual?

why didn’t he wanna take you out to drinks to show you off to his friends? to kiss you in public like you were his? and even though he has you as a reliable booty call, why the fuck did he still feel the need to be kissing other girls?

you've dropped hints here and there, at times bringing your flirt game to extremes so he can figure it out himself but would apparently still be clueless.

if he wanted it to be something more he would’ve told you by now because some things he’s said makes it seem like he did. there was still a part of you that just had an inkling he might feel the same.

but although maybe you were just losing it since he literally kissed another girl last night.

the annoyance and jealousy quickly came back, pissing you off so badly and you couldn’t keep it in anymore. your eyes shot open and you pulled away from him, quickly sitting up and reaching over to put on his shirt to cover yourself while he looked at you confused and concerned, “why the fuck were you kissing another girl last night?”

he scoffed and shook his head in disbelief looking at your face to see if you were joking. he was quiet for a few seconds, absolutely shocked before finally speaking, “are you fucking serious?”

“eva dijo que te vió-“ (eva said she saw you-)

“es enserio…?” he says with the most dumbfounded look on his face, “please tell me you’re fucking with me.” (is this serious/real..?)

“me contó mal o que? ya dime para hacerme la idea de verdad.” you spat and cross your arms against your chest. (did she tell me wrong or what? tell me now so i can have the idea in mind for real)

you weren’t so sure what answer you wanted and knew you had no right to complain but still. this has been a situation for years now and even with all the arguments and the endless bickering, you've still stuck together and never swayed from each other.

until now.

“quieres hablar de esto ahora? ahorita mismo?” he asked and you scoffed, “cuando más?!” (you wanna talk about this now? like now, right at this moment?) (when else?!)

he tried his hardest not to laugh, knowing damn well if he did, you might just kill him.

he was shell shocked, and couldn’t believe this was actually happening. of all possible things he thought you’d be upset at or have to complain about that wasn’t even in his head as an option.

he never would’ve guessed that you knew otherwise he would have avoided sending a text in the first place.

“you’ve got me fucking speechless- i can’t believe this.” he mutters and you chuckle, "can say the same thing about you."

"don't do that-" he starts but you quickly interrupt, "don't do what?"

"you know what." he says calmly and you scoff.

there was a solid moment of silence for maybe a minute before finally he sighs and nods, “i’m gonna answer all your questions okay? but you have to let me finish.”

“fine.”

“no te contaron mal y ni te lo voy a negar.” he starts making you groan but he gives you a look before you could start to complain. (they didn’t tell you wrong and i’m not even going to deny it.)

“we kissed but that was it. maybe a couple times but it was only that.. okay maybe a couple caresses too but that was really it.” he explains and your heart starts beating faster with every passing word.

you give him a look and he sighs, unable to just not tell you the whole truth, “we flirted, i mean what was i suppose to do? you shouldn’t have an opinion on this given you practically cut me off yesterday..”

and before you could even begin to correct him, he just kept going,” and you know what, i got drunk because of you so if you think about it… this is your fault.”

you could only gasp then scoff before he immediately regretted it, shaking his head and coughing, “what i meant to say… that it was just one girl, and one is nothing. especially since it was just a couple kisses.”

“it doesn’t count as anything and truth be told, i couldn’t stop thinking of you.” he says, the last part making you gulp.

“just need you to know that you have me so fucked up in here.” he adds and points to his head.

“i have you fucked up?!!?!” you asked and he nodded.

“yesterday you went on another tangent that this is casual and i believe you said that nothing could change that so tell me, what the fuck changed?” he asked, sitting up and scooting towards you.

beyond annoyed, embarrassed, and lowkey ashamed, you were just about ready to do the walk of shame out of his apartment and drive your ass home. but he wasn’t going to let you.

there was determination in his eyes and you didn’t think you’d give him a confession in this point and time. let alone after being the one to always remind him it was nothing serious but yet it’s been serious.

at least it was on your end.

you’ve just been digging a hole to store those feelings in because after doing this with him for so long, you didn’t actually expect to gain something else for him that wasn’t purely sexual.

“i figured if i was the one to keep repeating this was as casual as can be then maybe…” you start then take a very deep breath before letting it out and looking away from him.

“then maybe i’d stop thinking of you in another way. or that i wouldn’t get excited when you’d text me or that i wouldn’t laugh at your stupid fucking jokes.” you explain, letting out a chuckle before continuing, “i just figured if i kept repeating the same thing over and over that i’d be able to convince myself that i didn’t like you. that this really is casual and that i haven’t lost it.”

you stopped and relaxed, taking slow breaths while you felt him scoot closer to you. you were already dreading this whole conversation and wish you could just fly away from your problems.

but unfortunately that wasn’t an option.

his hand went to your chin, gently bringing it up so you could look into his eyes. he had a stupid grin on his face while he just sighed and shook his head, “you’re too fucking stubborn.”

he moved his hands to your cheeks and brought your face to his, surprising you with a kiss while you gasped and quickly kissed him back. he smiled through the kiss, finding it to be sweet and freeing, given this was completely unplanned but not unwelcomed.

you quickly straddled him while he moved you both back so he could be closer to the pillows. your hands were already in his curls tugging on them while he slid his tongue into your mouth and his hands went down to your hips, making you grind against his hard on. you both moaned and you quickly ate it up, gliding your tongue against his while you grind against him bare.

his hands gripped your skin, somewhat tugging on his shirt wanting to take it off but you were making the kiss so hot and sloppy, he couldn’t be bothered to actually take it off you. he brought a hand down, moving his dick so you can slide on it better, knowing it won’t take too long before you get impatient.

but you weren’t, at all.

you were so caught up in the kiss that neither of you pulled away and didn’t feel the need to like you would any other day. hell, you never really kissed ever but after a confession like that, it felt right.

so you continued kissing him like your life depended on it while occasionally moaning into his mouth making him do the same.

meanwhile his hands were grabbing, and squeezing every part of your body.

up and down your back, on your thighs, squeezing your tits, pinching your nipples, smacking your ass. absolutely everything while you kept slowly grinding against his dick, leaving it all wet with your slick.

he was trying his hardest not to explode and just deal with the edging, as well as how warm and wet you were just because he couldn’t believe this was happening. he had to restrain himself, he didn’t want to waste a load that could easily be inside you.

you felt him twitching and your poor pussy was clenching, so you decided enough was enough and brought a hand down to his dick, lifting yourself up a bit and line his tip to your entrance.

he softly kissed you while you did so, just slowly lowering yourself down, taking him in and feeling him stretch you out. he tried his best to keep quiet but his head was mush and he was losing it.

once you bottomed out, he moaned in your mouth then pulled away, “fuck-“

you leaned your forhead against his and lifted your ass up just to slam down making him hiss, “eager huh?”

you chuckle and shrug, “maybe, may as well right?”

“seems you’re close anyway baby.” you tease making him playfully roll his eyes.

“some things never change huh?” he teases back and holds onto your hips, helping you come up.

he then makes you go down and you go back up again before he slams you down. you then do it all again but this time without stopping since you’d gotten enough practice to actually be able to ride him yourself.

he just very occasionally liked lending a helping hand or two.

and not just because he was greedy but also because he knew how much you love his touch. so it was to no surprise one hand was on your hip and the other came up front to squeeze one of your breasts.

you moved faster, wanting this to be a short ride so you could just lay in his arms afterwards and hear his own confession. at times he was a man of few words but tonight didn’t feel like one of those times.

especially not with how extra touchy feely and vocal he is.

it was like a miracle in disguise that you confessed, he was praising you like never before and even looking at you differently. in the best way imagineable too. maybe there was a chance he always has looked at you in a loving way or maybe it was just wishful thinking but it’s definitely the real deal now.

suddenly he grabs your head and you’re now looking over his shoulder, “your patience ran thin baby?” you whisper in his ear and he just grunts, “just hold on.”

you wrapped your arms around him and he did the same before he started thrusting into you making you jump and hold onto him tighter. he was fucking into you with ease, his thighs doing the work for him while you cried out into his shoulder.

your nails dug into his shoulder blade and back only motivating him to do it even faster. he was hitting your sweet spot so effortlessly and it was too good.

too good that you already felt your orgasm build up in your lower belly. you gasped and tried to control your moans but with his ruthless pace it was to no use and they blessed his ears anyway.

“baby i’m so close- fuck- it’s too much.” you whine making him let out a loud groan.

“it’s okay baby, i’ve got you. gonna cum so good for me, aren’t you pretty girl?” he murmurs amiing whimpers leave your mouth.

“i always take good care of you, don’t i?” he asked and you just hum, nodding.

you held onto him even tighter and lay your head on his shoulder as he thrusted harder into you. the sounds were even louder than before and him doing it like this made it feel ten times better just because he can hit your sweet spot deeper.

you closed your eyes shut as your orgasm hits your entire body, leaving you shaking and crying out while miguel spilled his load inside you also shaking. your body spasmed a bit and your walls entrapped miguel’s cock, making him groan and give one final thrust to ride out your highs.

you were both breathing heavily and holding onto each other while attempting to catch your breaths. miguel took deep breaths and laid down properly while you shifted around to get comfortable and lay your head on his chest.

he kissed the top of your head then your forehead and let out a sigh as he wrapped his arms around you gently. your eyes felt heavier by the second and the last thing you heard was him saying this was never casual for him before drifting off to sleep.

[dollheartedddd]

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