#Micah Collins

[starlitangels]

The Wolf and the Bear

A long time ago @darlin-collins suggested something where Micah ends up so injured she’s unconscious for a couple of days and Darlin’ goes feral and this is kinda that 3.2k words

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“I’m going to Uncle Vincent’s!” Micah shouted, thundering down the stairs in her bare feet.

“Be careful,” her dad called from the kitchen.

“It’s just Uncle Vincent’s. I’ll be fine,” Micah replied as she shoved her keys in the pouch slung around her waist that had a tightly-folded extra set of clothes in it. “I’m just going to see Rose for a bit then I’ll be back.”

Tank appeared from the garage, a bit of grease smudged on one arm. “Uncle Vincent know you’re coming?” they asked.

Micah waved her phone vaguely before it joined her keys in the pouch. “Texted him two minutes ago,” she said, shaking her bright cyan hair out of her face. Tank sighed.

“Be safe. Text us when you get there.”

“Will do.” She smiled and pulled the door open. After peeking around to verify there was no one there, she shifted and bounded off through the woods.

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I pursed my lips and shut the front door behind Micah as her tail disappeared between the trees. “That girl is my karma,” I said, glancing down at the grease stain on my arm and wiping at it with the rag in my hand.

“In which way are you thinkin’ this time, darlin’?” Sam asked, appearing from the kitchen.

I sighed. “I worry she’s gonna get herself in trouble constantly.”

That made my mate chuckle. “Now you know how I felt when we first got together,” he said. I smiled and leaned toward him as he stepped up to me and wrapped his arms around me. “I worry about her too. All the time. She’s strong, don’t get me wrong, but she overestimates her own abilities sometimes.”

“Yeah that sounds familiar,” I muttered.

Sam kissed my forehead softly. “Guess we just gotta have faith in her.”

“Guess so.” I kissed the side of Sam’s face. “I’m gonna go finish changing the oil on my bike.”

“Okay.” He let me go. “Can’t believe you still ride that thing.”

“What’s wrong with my motorcycle?” I asked defensively.

“We have a fifteen-year-old daughter and you’re still ridin’ around on a deathtrap.”

I smirked. “Makes me the hot parent at parent-teacher conferences.” Sam rolled his eyes. “Yeah, on second thought it’s probably a good thing you don’t see the looks I get from the other parents when I get off it. Some of the dads definitely aren’t admiring the bike.”

Sam snorted. “Too bad for them, you’re happily taken,” he said.

“Mmhmm. By the best cowboy,” I replied with a wink. He scoffed as I gave him a kiss and retreated back into the garage.

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The door to the garage opened. “How long does it take you to run from here to Vincent’s?” Sam asked. I rolled out from under his truck, where I’d been inspecting the undercarriage after Sam had been complaining about it making a noise.

“If I run the whole time and don’t take breathers... probably... twenty-five... thirty minutes? Why?”

“It’s been an hour and Micah hasn’t texted us.”

I hopped off the roller and snatched my phone. Sure enough, there were no notifications on my home screen except for the pack Discord server’s usual updates.

“Did you call Vincent?” I asked.

Sam shook his head, raising his phone to his ear as he did so.

“Sam?” Vincent said. He sounded worried.

“Hey. Has Micah made it to yours yet?”

“No. I was just about to call you.”

I swore none too softly and bolted out the open garage door. “Darlin’!” Sam shouted. I kept going. He’d catch up. Turning toward Vincent’s house at a dead sprint, I leapt and shifted mid-air. My claws hit the hard-packed dirt and tore it up as I hurtled through the trees.

My daughter’s scent lingered, but was definitely an hour old. I could follow it and track her, assuming it hadn’t faded too much from the wind.

Still, as far as I was aware, she only knew one path—the shortest and therefore fastest—to get to Vincent’s house.

Micah! I shouted down the mental link, reaching out for that connection. Searching, waiting for her to come in range. My head swung side-to-side as I tried to spot her. Micah? Mikey? Where are you, cowgirl? Mikey?! I kept seeking her magic, our telepathic connection, following her scent.

I felt more than heard Sam approaching. Shifters were fast but we could never quite compare to a vampire’s speed, even with our longer stride and extra legs. He zipped up beside me and kept pace easily. “Anythin’?” he asked. I shook my head. “I got her scent. You too?” I nodded. He couldn’t easily connect to a wolf’s mental link, so we tended to stick to yes/no questions when running together.

My ears pricked forward as I thought I heard a whine. I lowered my head and poured on more speed. Sam fell behind for only a second before he caught up again.

A grey-and-black ball of fur appeared in the trees ahead.

Motionless on the ground.

Micah?! I asked.

The connection didn’t light up with her mind.

I swore again and dashed forward, shifting as I leapt toward her. I landed on my feet and immediately fell to my knees, hoisting her up into my lap. “Sam!” I cried.

He knelt on her other side, inspecting her. Her fur was matted with blood in several places. I followed his lead.

“Sam—Sam there’s five scratches at a time,” I said, swallowing thickly. “Not four.”

“I know.”

“A bear mauled our baby!”

“I know, darlin’,” Sam repeated. I could see him trying to stay calm and very close to failing. He looked up from our daughter’s unconscious form to meet my eyes. He took a deep breath and his expression steadied. “I can’t do anythin’ for her here. If I heal the wounds without cleanin’ ‘em, they’ll get infected. And I don’t dare do cleanin’ magic on the lacerations ‘cause I don’t wanna burn out my magic before I can even close one cut. I’d have to do it manually.”

I felt my fingers tense in Micah’s pelt. “What about Marie? She and Colm live right on the edge of the woods. We could—”

“That’s too far. I don’t think even I could get her there in time.” He took Micah’s huge wolf form from off my lap and heaved it up into his arms. “How in hell do y’all get even heavier when you shift?” he muttered.

“Magic,” I said as I pushed to my feet. “What about Milo’s mate and son? They know a lot of magic.”

Sam shook his head. “Still too far. I can do the initial bits on my own if someone can get home to back me up.” He turned back toward home. “Vincent took a couple semesters-a healin’ courses down at D.A.M.N. after his partner manifested as an Electro but before he had to turn ‘em. I think he took all the ones they offered after Rose was born. I’ll call him back when we get back. Have him meet me.”

“Milo’s mate has more to spare. If I call them now—”

“They still wouldn’t be able to make the drive fast enough,” Sam said. “We need speed, right now. Vincent and I should be able to handle it between us. Especially if his partner comes along. They know a decent amount of healin’ magic now too.”

Without another word, he took off through the trees. I shifted and chased him and our daughter home. The run back seemed so much longer than the run out. My breathing was growing ragged in my lungs. From exertion and anxiety. Not to mention I wasn’t as young and energetic as I used to be, no matter how much I acted otherwise.

I didn’t begrudge Sam for not bothering to let me keep up with him. He could blow the doors off every wolf in the pack at his top speed, even weighed down by Micah, and our priority was getting her home, not staying side-by-side.

By the time I reached the open garage door, he’d laid Micah out on the hearth rug in the living room and looked back at me. “Darlin’, is there some way to get her to shift back while she’s out?” he asked, pulling his phone out of his pocket and lifting it to his ear.

I didn’t bother to shift back to human form, just went over to my daughter and laid next to her, pressing my forehead to hers.

Mikey, I thought at her gently. C’mon cowgirl. You gotta shift back for me now, okay? Your dad needs you human so he can heal you better. Please, Micah. Come on, baby.

I nuzzled against her forehead, gently nudging at her magic with my own while Sam zipped upstairs and around our bathroom where the medical supplies were in our bathroom closet. I could hear him talking to Vincent. I tuned out his words and focused on Micah.

How is she maintaining this? I thought. Most of the time, shifters had to be conscious to stay in their shifted form. Had to consciously burn the magic to hold the alternate shape.

She had to be mildly awake. Holding onto her wolf.

Micah Skye. It’s me. Your parent. You’re safe, honey. You’re home. Come back to me. I need you to be my little girl again. You can let your wolf go. You’re safe, I promise. I nudged at her scruffy fur with my nose and the back of my forepaw.

With the familiar sound of shifting magic, her fur melted away and she was curled up on the rug as a human.

“Sam! She shifted back!” I called.

Sam reappeared with several bottles and boxes of supplies in his arms. “I’m gonna need your help, darlin’.”

“Tell me what to do,” I said.

We got to work, cleaning up Micah’s wounds. Vincent and his partner showed up carrying their daughter Rose before we even got the first set of five slashes cleaned out. 

“Da—ang you two are fast,” I said quietly, watching my mouth with a glance at Rose’s wide brown eyes.

Vincent dropped down with us and met Sam’s gaze. “We’re here to help,” he said.

—

I paced back and forth in the upstairs hallway. Back and forth past the closed door to Micah’s room. It was dawn, and I was antsy. Wolves in the wild, real, honest-to-goodness wolves, were most active at dawn and dusk. Not particularly diurnal or nocturnal, and I often found myself at peak energy at those times too. Not all shifters did, but I’d always been a little more connected to my wolf than a lot of shifters. Happened, I supposed, when I spent my adolescence after manifesting my powers feeling more comfortable in my wolf body than my human one.

Vincent, his partner, and their daughter had taken off a half-hour ago after staying at our house for nearly twenty-four hours to help us out.

Micah was still unconscious. She hadn’t even opened her eyes the entire time Sam and Vincent cleaned her wounds and healed her. And she was still out without any hint of waking up soon.

“This is all my fault,” I muttered.

In half-a-heartbeat, Sam was standing at the other end of the hallway, arms folded over his chest and leaning against the wall. “How so?”

“I should have gone with her.”

“She’s fifteen. On any other day she’s plenty old enough to make the run on her own.”

“Sam, she fought a bear—alone.”

“Yeah. And, if you noticed, the bear was gone. She scared it off before passin’ out.”

“If I’d been there—”

“If you’d been there,” Sam interrupted, “you both woulda ended up bleedin’ on the damn ground, darlin’.”

“I could have protected her.”

Sam snorted. “She wouldn’t-a let you fight alone and you know it.” He pushed off the wall and wrapped me up in his arms. I closed my eyes with the side of my face pressed to the side of his chest. “She’s too much like you.” He cradled the back of my head.

“I know,” I muttered. “But—”

“There’s no use beatin’ yourself up over somethin’ that didn’t happen—or could have happened.” Sam’s fingers tightened on the back of my head.

“Why does that sound like something you’re trying to convince yourself of just as much as you’re trying to convince me?” I asked. A little cheeky, despite my frustration.

“Because I am,” Sam said. No hint of hesitation. “Trust me, darlin’, part-a me is just as furious as you that I didn’t go with her. I know we can trust her to take care-a herself on her own. She’s old enough to be responsible for herself. It’s  just not her fault that she came across a bear.” He scratched his nails over the back of my scalp gently. “But she’s a helluva shifter. Just like you. She’s tough. She’ll recover.”

“I know...” I sighed.

“C’mon, darlin’. You’ve been awake for almost twenty-four hours. Let’s get you some sleep.”

“I’ve stayed up longer before.”

“Sure—before we had Micah and we both were younger.”

“Are you calling me old, Mr. Collins?”

“No,” Sam said immediately. A tiny grin formed. “If anyone’s old in this house, it’s me.” He started tugging me toward our room. “C’mon. You’re gonna shower and then we’re gonna catch some sleep.”

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Sam’s deep breathing beside me gave away that he was asleep when my eyelids fluttered open. I’d been having stress dreams again, and grogginess clung to my brain.

I slid out of bed as quietly as possible and tiptoed to Micah’s door, easing it open.

Her cyan pixie cut was splayed out over her pillow haphazardly. There was no peace on her face. Usually she looked so sweet and calm when she slept. There was none of that. She looked limp. When I crept in and felt her forehead, she was colder to the touch than she usually was when I checked on her. Shifters tended to run warm, and her skin was too cool.

I clenched my jaw and slid downstairs and out the front door.

Taking off across the forest floor, I shifted mid-stride without breaking my rhythm and surged deeper into the trees. Following the scent of Micah’s blood down the path we’d taken to the place where we’d found her unconscious. Once I reached it, I sniffed around for the scent of the bear.

And noticed, even in the half-light, another trail of blood leading in another direction.

Growling low in my throat, I chased the second trail. It didn’t smell like shifter. It smelled like bear.

And any bear this close to Dahlia that wasn’t afraid of a wolf as big as a shifter wolf needed to be put down.

Before it could hurt anyone else.

Part of me hoped it had succumbed to its injuries and I’d find a carcass. That Micah had fought back so hard it couldn’t recover.

Part of me hoped it was injured, but still alive. So I could tear it to shreds for daring to hurt my daughter.

The scent of blood started to get fresher the farther I ran. I slowed down and dropped into a hunter’s prowl, teeth bared and slowing my breathing from the pants of running to slow, quiet inhales and slow sighs. The pads of my paws made no noise on the forest floor.

Ahead, my ears picked up on huffing and grunting.

I lowered my body and crept closer.

The black bear was lumbering slowly through the undergrowth, breathing hard. Its fur was matted with blood just as bad as Micah’s had been, though was mostly dry now.

I couldn’t imagine it’d put up much of a fight if I attacked it now.

Shuffling my paws beneath me, I prepared to pounce.

The bear didn’t even notice me.

Bunching my muscles, I raised my ears and tail to attack—

And leapt.

Zip!

Sam caught me around the neck and dragged me away from the bear. “Darlin’,” he breathed. “Don’t.” I snarled as I dropped back to the ground, hackles raised. “Micah needs you to be home with her more than she needs you to hurt the bear.”

My teeth were still bared, but I didn’t growl.

“Look at that bear,” Sam tried again. “It’s not much longer for this world anyway. Look what our girl did to it.”

I peered past him toward the bear—now in the distance. It was heavily limping and stumbling.

I shifted back to human. “Then I’m going to put it out of its misery,” I said lowly.

“Darlin’—trust me—I’m tryin’ not to tear it apart myself,” Sam whispered. “Micah’s my baby too, and I’m just as angry that she’s hurt. But she needs us right now.”

“I know she does. But this thing hurt her and she hurt it back. So I’m going to put it out of its misery whether you like it or not. You can either help me—or you can go home.” I rolled my shoulders, stretching them out to prepare to shift again. “It won’t even take me long. One good bite to the back of the neck and it’s gone.”

Sam considered my words, still blocking my path to the bear. He glanced at it over his shoulder. His breathing was even and calm.

He inhaled deeply and released a long sigh. “Put it out of it’s misery. Don’t hurt it anymore than you have to,” he said. “I’ll be right here.”

I shifted, dodged around him, and ran at the bear, pouncing with a snarl before it could even turn around to follow the source of the noise.

To be fair to it, it tried to put up a fight, but was too injured to really do so. I tore into it in a blind fury until it was subdued, then dispatched it quickly. It barely got a single scratch on my foreleg.

Once it was down, I turned to see Sam with his phone held to his ear. “Hey there. This is Dahlia’s wildlife services, right? Hi. My name is Sam. I live out in the woods just beyond the city. My spouse and I were out for a mornin’ run and we found a bear carcass.” He paused, listening. “Well... looks like it was mauled by somethin’ big. Mountain lion, maybe. Maybe a pack-a wolves.” He listened again. “Yeah, yeah.” He looked at me. “Hey, darlin’, can you grab our coordinates from your phone? See if you’ve got reception?”

I shifted back, raising a brow. I hadn’t brought my phone. He was looking it up as he spoke though. He read out the coordinates to whoever he was talking to.

“Yeah, yeah. ‘Course we’ll steer clear. We’re just headin’ home as we speak. Thank you.”

—

Micah’s eyes slowly peeled open. Both of her parents were in her room, holding each other and quietly watching her.

“Micah,” Tank whispered.

“Hey kiddo,” Sam greeted.

Micah groaned. “How long was I out?”

“Three days.”

“But it’s okay, little darlin’. The bear that hurt you has been taken care of.” Sam brushed her cyan bangs off her forehead and kissed it. “We’re just glad you’re wakin’ up.”

“We saw what you did to the bear, too. We’re proud of you.”

Micah blinked sluggishly and tried to smile. “Thanks,” she mumbled.

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Tag list: @zozo-01 @arialikestea @shellssstuff 

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Micah??? NO NO!!

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The Ultimate Dark Academia Book Recommendation Guide Ever

The title of this post is clickbait. I, unfortunately, have not read every book ever. Not all of these books are particularly “dark” either. However, these are my recommendations for your dark academia fix. The quality of each of these books varies. I have limited this list to books that are directly linked to the world of academia and/or which have a vaguely academic setting.

Dark Academia staples:

The Secret History by Donna Tartt

If We Were Villains by M.L. Rio

Dead Poets Society by Nancy H. Kleinbaum

Vita Nostra by Maryna Dyachenko

Dark academia litfic or contemporary:

Bunny by Mona Awad

The Idiot by Elif Batuman

These Violent Delights by Micah Nemerever

White Ivy by Susie Yang

The Cloisters by Katy Hays

Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro

The Lake of Dead Languages by Carol Goodman

A Separate Peace by John Knowles

Black Chalk by Christopher J. Yates

Attribution by Linda Moore

Dark academia thrillers or horror:

In My Dreams I Hold a Knife by Ashley Winstead

The Maidens by Alex Michaelides

Ghosts of Harvard by Francesca Serritella

Catherine House by Elisabeth Thomas

Plain Bad Heroines by Emily M. Danforth

They Never Learn by Layne Fargo

The It Girl by Ruth Ware

Never Saw Me Coming by Vera Kurian

Dark academia fantasy/sci-fi:

Babel: An Arcane History by R.F. Kuang

The Atlas Six by Olivie Blake

Ninth House by Leigh Bardugo

A Lesson in Vengeance by Victoria Lee

The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern

Vicious by V.E. Schwab

A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness

The Betrayals by Bridget Collins

Dark academia romance:

Gothikana by RuNyx

Alone With You in the Ether by Olivie Blake

Dark academia YA or MG:

Truly Devious by Maureen Johnson

A Deadly Education by Naomi Novik

Ace of Spades by Faridah Àbíké-Íyímídé

The Raven Boys by Maggie Stiefvater

Legendborn by Tracy Deonn

Crave by Tracy Wolff

Wilder Girls by Rory Power

The Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling

Dark academia miscellaneous:

My Dark Vanessa by Kate Elizabeth Russell

Disorientation by Elaine Hsieh Chou

Alphabet of Thorn by Patricia A. McKillip

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Rdr as cocktails I think they’d enjoy (as a non drinker)

Dutch- Cosmopolitan

Hosea-Margarita (blended)

Arthur- Old Fashioned

John- Moscow Mule

Javier- Espresso Martini

Charles-Bloody Mary

Bill- Tom Collins

Sean- Jägerbomb

Lenny-Strawberry Daiquiri

Pearson- Tequila Sunrise

Trelawny-Gin Martini

Abigail-Margarita (on the rocks)

Sadie-Negroni Sbagliato (with Prosecco in it.)

Mary-Beth- Mai Tai

Karen- Long Island Iced Tea

Tilly-Bellini

Molly- Mimosa

Grimahaw-Whiskey Sour

Micah is not on this list because his fragile masculinity couldn’t handle a mixed drink.



[the-modern-typewriter]

Yo, I've seen your book rec posts on and off for a while, and I was wondering if you could (if you have time ^.^ if not, that's cool too) throw up a list of your favorite lgbt/neurodivergent/unique protagonist books? I don't think I've ever read a book outside of fanfiction where the lead/s weren't just some form of 'normal' or straight or whatever. Also, since you're one of my favorite authors I feel like I'd be more inclined to give one of them a go lol ^.^'

There are an increasing number of diverse books out there!

Here are some of my personal favourites in no particular order, by which I mean I have rated them 4 stars (I really liked it) or 5 stars (it was amazing) and then curated the list some more on top of that. E.g. I might have thought it was amazing at the time, but if I can't tell you anything that happened in the story years after reading it, it's not on the list. That doesn't mean it's not worth reading, just that I have a bad memory so if I remember it definitely did something right!)

You can find more books I've read on my Goodreads. There are books that fit what you've asked for on there, it just doesn't fit my personal curated favourites list!

LGBTQ books

The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller (m/m)

If We Were Villains by M.L Rio (m/m)

Girls Made of Snow and Glass and Girl, Serpent, Thorn by Melissa Bashardoust

Sawkill Girls by Claire Legrand (f/f + ace)

In the Dream House by Carmen Maria Machado (f/f - non fiction)

Salt Slow by Julia Armfield (f/f)

Giovanni's Room by James Baldwin (m/m)

Nightwood by Djuna Barnes (f/f - though be warned, this is a weird one! Rated highly more because I can't get it out of my head than that I liked it)

Tipping the Velvet and Fingersmith by Sarah Waters (f/f)

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid

Peter Darling by Austin Chant (m/m, trans)

The Binding by Bridget Collins (m/m)

The House in the Cerulean Sea by T.J Klune (m/m)

Plain Bad Heroines by Emily M. Danforth (f/f)

The Greenhollow duology by Emily Tesh (m/m)

These Violent Delights by Micah Nemerever (m/m)

One Last Stop by Casey McQuiston (f/f)

(Obligatory read MY BOOK The God Key (m/m) here!) Obviously, this is my favourite ;)

Unique/Interesting protagonists:

Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine by Gail Honeyman

Sharp Objects by Gillian Flynn

The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay by Michael Chabon

I Am Not A Serial Killer by Dan Wells

Middlegame by Seanan McGuire (Her Wayward Children series is also great and has a lot of LGBTQ rep!)

The Kiss Quotient by Helen Hoang (MC has Asperger's)

A Spindle Splintered by Alix.E. Harrow (terminally ill MC, also f/f)

Fugitive Pieces by Anne Michaels

House of Leaves by Mark.Z. Danielewski

The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time by Mark Haddon (Autistic MC)

Disfigured: On Fairytales, Disability and Making Space by Amanda Leduc (nonfiction)

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Books like Spatort

I sorted some books by how similar to Spatort they are.

Was wir verschweigen, Arttu Tuominen: A cop has to investigate the murder committed by his childhood bestie. They have a history, 5* Very similar to Spatort

Short reviews:

The binding (Die verborgenen stimmen der Buecher) , Bridget Collins: Bad memories can be bound into books, to free your mind from them, but is this such a good thing? 5* lovely magical realism

Sleepers, Lorenzo Carcaterra: 4 teenagers get into trouble, consequences into adulthood, revenge served cold, 5* great story

Mystic River, Dennis Lehane: Cop investigates the murder of his childhood bff's daughter, other friend is the suspect, 5* very well told

The wishing game (Das Wunschspiel) , Patrick Redmond: boarding school in the 50s, black magic and toxic friendship (or could it be sweet and innocent?), 5* dark academia, couldn't stop reading

Garron Park, Nordika Night: Enemies to lovers with bad fathers and hurt/comfort, 4.5* it has only one bed trope while being enemies *chef's kiss*

Feldpost, Mechtild Borrmann: WW2 Germany, forbidden romance, 5* occasionally reads like ARD describing Spatort

A little life (Ein wenig Leben), Hanya Yanagihara: 4 friends living in New York, we follow Jude who never talks about his childhood, 5* like Spatort hurt/comfort fanfic without the comfort. Beautifully written

These violent delights, Micah Nemerever: 2 college friends from different backgrounds, 3.5* Story is kind of stupid and pointless but I enjoyed the toxic friendship/relationship

Violence begets, PT Denys: Teenagers helping each other survive with their bad fathers, romance ensues, ends badly, 4* there's a sequel but I didn't like how it continued.

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Date Night [Dr. Nash Collin & Micah]....... it gets spicy in the last pic so clutch your pearls LOL

Dinner at [Cafe De Paris] & Desert ;) at [The Grey Hotel]

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Dark Academia: An Inspired Reading Recommendations List (Part 3)

Part two is available here!

Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen

The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern

These Violent Delights by Micah Nemerever

The Hound Of The Baskervilles by Arthur Conan Doyle

Summer Sons by Lee Mandelo

To The Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf

A Lesson In Vengeance by Victoria Lee

Killingly by Katharine Beutner

We The Drowned by Carsten Jensen

Vicious by VE Schwab

One Of Us Is Lying by Karen M. McManus

The Betrayals by Bridget Collins

Wilder Girls by Rory Power

Legendborn by Tracy Deonn

The Odyssey by Homer

House Of Hollow by Krystal Sutherland

A Study Drowning by Ava Reid

The Society For Soulless Girls by Laura Steven

An Education In Malice by S.T. Gibson

In These Hallowed Halls by Marie O'Regan

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I asked a long time ago if I should do an audio for Micah Collins and/or Natalie Shaw and a few people said yes and no one said no. So here’s a short, fun thing for the Pup who won the favorite pup poll! Miss Micah Skye Collins!

Yes, I made her little symbol myself and chose that shade of cyan because that’s what color her hair is

Darlin & Pups AU Tag list: @arialikestea @zozo-01 @shellssstuff @darlin-collins

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Because im tired, today’s been shit and I’m really petty…. Shoutout to my fsvorite white people 🤭

Jordie @jordie-is-definitely-sane: My sister and my resident therapist since Eleanor’s not here.

Lilly @bean-doodle: My other lil sister

Ella: my other lil sister who sadly deactivated

I would tag other moots but idk yall races because it’s not fucking important! Yall are humans and i love you sooooo….

Micah: one of my friends irl. You’re a lil annoying bro but i love you

Caleb: You. Are. Literally. The. Best. Human. Being. On. Earth.

Carley and Kelsey: Kelsey is amazing kn violin and Carley is so freaking smart. Also than you for correcting my pronounciation of Eyre

Isabella: You’re just freaking adorable. Even if you did say you were going to guillitine me

Micah (different one): You’re amazing and hilarious

Raylynn: We don’t talk but I’m sorry i hurt you.

Grace: *sighs* You’re a freaking mess but I can’t not love you so

Benjamin and Jonathan Carlin (2 of my favorite youtubers). Some of the most humane and greatest humans ever.

Whoever the heck that guy on the smarty pants youtube chanel is 😂

Mike Shoobert from The Newest Olympian Podcast

Trenton Lee Stewart, author of the Mysterious Benedict Society

Rick Riordan, author of the PJO and spinoffs

Ms. Crystal (my 4 grade teacher).

Actually all of my teachers pre 6th grade (all were white women). Except Kindergarden. You sucked and destroyed my faith in adults. Thx for that

William Shakespeare (Willy, we share birthdays! Also is Othello racist!? Also is Taming of the Shrew Misogynist!? Don’t talk to me about Merchant of Venice. I already know, Bill)

Artemesia, rape victim, artist, badass, inspiration: take no shit. give no fucks 😎

Abagail Adams

Thomas C. Forster, author of How to Read Like a Professor (changed my reading life)

Jane Austen, need. I. Say. More.

Alec Benjamin, singer

Nico Collins, singer

Shawn Mendes, singer

Taylor Swift, singer

The Men from King and Country

Dallas Jenkins

Plato, philosopher

Socrates, philosopher

Aristotle (bro! Were you fucking misogynist or not!? Answer the damn question!?), philosopher

Sappho of Lesbos, poet

Emily Dickinson, poet

Walt Whitman, poet

Elizabeth Hamilton, just a normal woman who was amazing

TobyMac, singer

I really could keep going. And i probably will

[malinaa]

Hello i need book recs. I am struggling out here 😩

so idk what vibe u want so these r just Random (also check content warnings)

dark places by gillian flynn

the refrigerator monologues by catherynne m. valente

‘night mother by marsha norman

the ballad of songbirds and snakes by suzanne collins

these violent delights by micah nemerever

one for my enemy by olivie blake

a place for us by fatima farheen mariza

the luckiest lady in london by sherry thomas

happy place by emily henry

ninth house by leigh bardugo

the broken earth trilogy by n.k. jemisin

[ink-and-spite]

WIP Intro: Good, Bad, or Otherwise

Genre: new adult(?), sci-fi, drama

Setting: the city

Status: on hiatus

What’s in it: ✨superheroes✨, side switching, corruption arcs, betrayal, magic, loving siblings, enemies to lovers…and back to enemies, queer, disabled, neurodivergent and POC rep, twisting fate, not doing what Batman does

Summary

Asa’s always been a hero. With two generations of heroes before them and their family’s long-standing relationship with Bear, the city’s biggest super, it’s practically in their blood. But this year, they’re given a different assignment.

This year, Asa is going to become a villain.

And darling, what a time they’re going to have with that.

Characters

Row one: Asa Hartman (they/he/she), Gabby Hartman (she/her), and Noah Chen (he/him)

Row two: Lynn Tomás (she/her), Maverick Collins (he/they), Bear Pruitt (he/him)

Row three: Robin Weber (she/her), Gene Gould (he/him), and Simon (he/him)

Not pictured: Micah Trask (he/him), Emmy Shaan (she/they), and August Callahan (he/him)

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Bryce, Jordan, Jude, and 200+ More of the Best Gender Neutral Baby Names

There are plenty of reasons you might want a shortlist of gender neutral baby names. For instance, if you're not finding out the gender of your baby before their born, but you want to have a name decided on ahead of time - picking a name that works for any gender is the perfect solve. Or maybe you just prefer gender neutral names to baby names that are more traditionally masculine or feminine (although, of course, we love using a baby boy name for girls!) Gender neutral baby names cut across categories. You can find gender neutral names amongst Victorian-era baby names, trendy names, and more unique picks, which means you can find the perfect gender neutral baby name no matter what "vibe" of name you're going for. And to get your creativity going, we rounded up more than 200 unisex names that will suit your baby no matter what. Ahead, find some of our favorite gender-neutral names for babies, from A to Z. A * Adair * Adan * Addison * Ade * Adrian * Aiden * Ainsley * Alby * Alex * Ali * Amari * Andy * Angel * Ari * Ariel * Aries * Ash * Asher * Aspen * Atlas * Aubrey * August * Austen * Avery * B * Baker * Bailey * Bali * Banks * Bellamy * Beckham * Berkeley * Billie * Blaine * Blair * Blake * Bobby * Bowen * Brett * Briar * Brighton * Briley * Brinley * Brooklyn * Bryce * C * Caelan * Cairo * Camden * Cameron * Campbell * Carey * Carson * Carter * Casey * Cassidy * Celyn * Chandler * Charlie * Chris * Cody * Colby * Cole * Collins * Corey * Cove * D * Dakota * Dale * Dallas * Dana * Dane * Darryl * Declan * Delta * Devin * Dorian * Drew * Dylan * E * Easton * Eli * Elliot * Ellis * Ellison * Ember * Emerson * Emory * Evan * Ezra * F * Fallon * Finley * Florian * Flynn * Frances * Frankie * G * Gabriel * Gale * Glenn * Grayson * Grey * H * Harley * Harper * Hayden * Hunter * I * Indiana * Indigo * J * James * Jamie * Jayden * Jaylen * Jesse * Jordan * Jude * Julian * Juniper * Justice * K * Kaden, * Kai * Keegan * Kelly * Kendall * Kennedy * Kerry * Knox * Kyle * L * Lake * Landon * Landry * Lane * Lee * Lennon * Lennox * Lincoln * Linden * Logan * London * Lou * Lucian * Lumi * M * Mackenzie * Madison * Marley * Mason * Max * Maxwell * Micah * Milan * Mina * Monroe * Montana * Morgan * N * Nash * Nevada * Nico * Noah * Noel * O * Oakley * Ollie * Ore * Ozzie * P * Palmer * Paris * Parker * Pat * Perri * Peyton * Piper * Phoenix * Q * Quinn * R * Reagan * Reed * Reese * Reign * Remy * Rey * Riley * River * Roan * Robin * Rory * Roux * Rowan * Royal * Rudy * Ryan * Ryder * Rylan * S * Sage * Salem * Sam * Santana * Sawyer * Saylor * Scout * Seven * Shannon * Shawn * Shiloh * Skylar * Sloane * Spencer * Sterling * Stevie * Sunny * Sydney * T * Tanner * Tatum * Taylor * Terry * Theo * Tony * Tory * Tracy * Tyler * U * Umber * Unique * Uri * V * Val * Vesper * * W * Wallace * West * Winter * Wrennyn * Wyatt * Wynne * X * Xoan * Y * Yael * Z * Zion https://www.popsugar.com/family/Gender-Neutral-Baby-Names-34485564?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr