#lochan x maya

[shipcestuous]

Dropping by to make by Obligatory Literary Recommendations (™️) to the anon who asked for shy brother x flirty sister, I recently Cheryl and Miles from a fic called Stardust Days by shroomyystar on AO3. I absolutely love it. I immediately thought of them when I read the ask.

From published books, nothing really comes to mind. There's Beautiful Kate and maybe you can consider Lochan and Maya from Tabitha Suzuma's Forbidden, although I would hardly call Maya "flirty", it's just that Lochan is way nore socially awkward than she is.

[x]

Thanks for the rec!

[secondsineternity]

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[xmiisuki]

I can feel my heart so soft and heartbreaking like a glass shattered on a floor for doing this aesthetic for my favorite book of all times "Forbidden" by Tabitha Suzuma.

It's a story between two teenagers who always felt something more connected than what they are as siblings accordingly to its title. Though they have three younger siblings to take care of and ought their family hold on to survive as possible, despite their mother is alcoholic that doesn't give a damn of her children. Then we have Lochan and Maya together, they help each other. They have each other. Eventually, soon to realize they both fall in love.

Now, I understand this book isn't for everyone to read due because it is a controversial novel about incest which it is what to be called a taboo. It is not only incest, however, there is also many other things that is very sensitively you will find most in real life of families and adolescents relatable issues.

Thinking about it without a full context does sounds disgusting but when reading this until the end, it never felt that way except the bits of cringes and flinches that it hurts to read two teenagers in their perspective POVs never let the emotions go away.

It is hard to accept two people who have the same blood and never intentions to hurt others (basically, the people as readers including me) that they only want one thing in their lives is love. In fact, knowing it is wrong but felt right. For me, I felt very bad for them and the whole family with so much neglects from their mother and father left. (*sniff* they just want love and care...)

When reading through the book, I never thought I found myself suddenly rooting for them but mentions that who they are as siblings, really make myself almost forgot that they are. It is just so weird follows as well it is complicated. At the end, I will never forget the moment this book change my life to look over things and think more as being open-minded in curiosity.

I was searching the Forbidden Fandom here, though it is very small and old. The aesthetic I did found made me inspired that I made this one too. I think Forbidden published in 2010(?) Ah, well.

Happy 10th anniversary to Suzuma for writing and sharing this beautiful, tragic love story!

Forbidden Aesthetic made by ME, Yuuchanx. A new one for the author! ❤

[annaapiee]

To writers and esteemed guests

Why the actual fuck can you not just make the couples that we as a fandom want to happen happen , love triangles are annoying,stupid and cliche and doesn’t increase your viewers but decreases our interest and patience with you.

Why not just make us happy and give us the couple we want ,the ship we need to sail ,we as fandoms unite regardless of sex,age,race,sexuality but over the love (or hate) of a show or book series now give us what we want  (Bechloe) and other one like that but for me personally it’s bechole (or elide and manon) (and many more ships that I ship but I still in a heated ship war so I must not mention) 

Lots of love 

Every fandom ever

[julemmaes]

“If I go on a date with you, will you bring the dog from your profile picture?” for Rowaelin or Elorcan maybe? 🙂

Puppies - October 15th

Elide Lochan x Lorcan Salvaterre

A/N: I think I’m running a fever and I’m pissed cause it’s not the ideal right now, don’t you all think? But still, I wanted to post this and PP chapter 6, but I cannot for the love of god try and translate that too, so I hope I can do it for tomorrow, in the meantime enjoy this fluffy/cute thing since I’m always giving you just angst.

Enjoy:)

Oh and I think I’m gonna write a part two to this, just like for the Rowaelin one when I get the time and I finish every prompt. Also, again, I’m sorry if this is taking so fucking long, I do understand it’s December and this thing is called October Something so yeah

Word count: 3,883

Lorcan could not get over the fact that a beautiful girl like Elide had agreed to go out with him. Or rather, he could not understand how a beautiful girl like her had asked him out on a date.

A hint of panic crept into his mind, causing his smile to waver when he remembered his best friend's mocking words. "She didn't ask you out, she just wants to see your dogs." Rowan had joked when he had explained why he was taking the dogs for a walk dressed so elegantly.

Lorcan had eyed his black skinny and his beige sweater with an arched eyebrow, feeling sorry for Aelin if Rowan thought that outfit was elegant. He told him he had to meet a girl and his friend demanded to see some photos and Lorcan knew he would never let him out until he pulled out her tinder profile.

Rowan had opened his eyes wide in front of Elide's black-haired, pearly-skinned beauty, then burst out laughing, slamming his hand on his back and telling him he didn't stand a chance with someone like that.

Now, as he walked with Opal by his side with Maya pulling them both way too excitedly, he felt the anxiety grow with every step.

They had exchanged numbers almost immediately and talked for a week, sending pictures of what they were doing and eating, and when Elide had sent him a picture of a meat plate with rice, he had asked her where she was. She had gone out with some friends to her favorite restaurant in town and from there a conversation about their favorite places had started and Lorcan had mentioned that he should try the dish she had ordered, because it was as if he could smell it through the phone. At that point Elide had told him that she would gladly accompany him and Lorcan, like the idiot he was, had asked her if she was serious and she had sent him a message: "If I go on a date with you, will you bring the dogs from your profile picture?"

He had grinned like an idiot, happy to know that she didn't think they were vicious beasts. His two little dogs, two sisters, had entered his life when they were only a few weeks old and now he couldn't imagine his life without them, but sometimes it was difficult to convince other people, especially strangers, that they weren't aggressive and wouldn't tear them to pieces.

They had decided to meet at the Gardens of Orynth so that his two pitbulls could run a little bit free, instead of having to walk around the city with muzzles all the time and Elide had sent him a short video of her jumping happily at the idea of meeting him.

He was looking around for the girl, when he heard someone calling for him and his head snapped in the direction of the Turtle Fountain.

He opened his eyes wide, chuckling in dismay when he realized that Elide was dressed almost exactly like him. A beige sweater tucked on the front of her black pants, torn at the knees, which did absolutely no justice to the legs he had seen her show on her tinder profile. Even the shoes were the same, simple black lumberjack ankle boots, years old in appearance. The only thing differentiating them was the religiously black jacket she wore, which enveloped her figure perfectly.

That moment of distraction in which he admired her cost him the grip on Maya's leash, which with a sudden snap managed to pull him forward and free herself. The pitch black dog ran up to the girl and Elide smiled widely, crouching on the ground and opening her arms. The little dog immediately started to welcome her, licking her face and getting up on her hind paws, scratching her legs with those in front.

Lorcan cursed loudly and ran towards them, Opal looked up at him for a moment, starting to toddle next to him a second later, to keep up.

"Hello you beautiful," Elide was saying, rubbing her hand on the dark fur, "you must be Maya." When the dog started whining, wagging her tail even more, she giggled, "Yes, it's you."

Lorcan was sincerely surprised by the scene, but when Elide looked up, smiling at him with bright eyes, he remembered that he should speak. "I'm so sorry, normally I can hold her." He apologized, scratching the back of his neck.

She shrugged, "Don't worry about it." Then she went back to the dogs, extending her hand to Opal, who seemed just as excited as Maya, but sat next to him.  When she sniffed Elide's hand without approaching, she stood up and Lorcan saw with horror that she had mud marks on her pants. He felt himself blush, "Fuck, I'm sorry," and then she handed him Maya's leash, shaking her head. He touched her hand and his brain short-circuited.

"Don't worry," she said smiling and showing her teeth, "really." she repeated when Lorcan glared at the dog. Then she tilted her head to the side, "Hi."

Lorcan smiled in turn, looking at her. God, she was so beautiful.

"Hi."

She leaned towards him, leaving a light kiss on his cheek and immediately returning to her place, adjusting her bag on her shoulder, "I like the way you are dressed, excellent choice."

He was dumbfounded for a moment by her spontaneous gesture. Not that no girl had ever kissed his cheek, but her lips had been so soft and warm against his skin and at the same time so confident and solid. He quickly recovered, pointing to her clothes, "Yes, I must say that your taste is impeccable too."

She smiled at him, shifting her gaze to the dogs for a few seconds, then those black puddles locked on him, "So, how's your day going so far?"

Maya kept circling around her and Opal seemed less and less uncomfortable, her ears now low and her tail moving slightly behind her. The most excitement she would show for a stranger, Lorcan knew. But he was still happy that she was not hiding behind his legs.

He grinned at her, "Very well, I was looking forward to going out with a certain girl," he joked.

Elide snickered, looking him in the eye, "Yes, I was quite excited to meet this new friend of mine too." Then she turned to the dog pen - a huge section of the park reserved for animals, so that people wouldn't bother them while they too were running free. "Shall we go there?" she asked, pointing with one hand.

Lorcan nodded, urging the puppies to walk.

The second he released the leash to both of them, the dogs snapped forward, starting to run in the area. The two of them sat down on a bench just right by the fence and when he turned towards her, Elide was giving him a bright smile.

"What?" he asked her, arching an eyebrow.

She shrugged, "Nothing," she muttered, "I just thought you'd be a lot more chatty, you know."

Lorcan felt himself blush again. It was true, by message and the few times they had called each other, Lorcan had talked a lot and there had never been a second he hadn't had his line ready, but now it was almost as if he no longer had the ability to have a normal conversation. He gave her a frustrated look, "Sorry."

"You don't have to apologize," she giggled and Lorcan felt his chest tighten to that sound. She turned to the dogs when she heard Opal barking and he was breathless when her smile widened even further, seeing the silvery dog running in their direction, "What did you do this morning that was so important that you couldn't answer me?"

He forced his body to relax under her inquisitive eyes, "I had to convince my roommate that calling a plumber to fix the toilet was a much better idea than trying to solve the problem on our own and-". Lorcan puffed, passing a hand through his hair, "Sometimes he can be difficult."

Elide became pensive, "Are you talking about Rowan?"

He nodded, surprised that she remembered the name of his best friend.

"If it's any consolation, my roommates are headstrong too," she said as she opened her eyes wide, "and most of the time it's just as hard as childbirth to have someone else help us around the house," she sighed, "Asterin drives me crazy, too, for other reasons."

Lorcan raised an eyebrow, asking tentatively, "How come?"

He had heard about her roommates, Asterin and Manon, only a couple of times and Elide hardly ever answered his messages when the two girls were present, she always found an excuse to end the conversation.

Initially, Lorcan had thought that Elide simply wanted to spend time with them, but the more days passed the more she avoided him when they were home. He started to think that she didn't want them to know that she was talking to a loser like him, which hurt him more than it should. He was used to people avoiding him on the street and judging him too soon because of his grumpy attitude and the grimace always present on his face, but Elide had found out more about him than any other person had ever done in twice the time and he believed there was a connection between the two of them.

Perhaps it was not the same for her.

When she took a while to respond, he looked closely at her, seeing that she was biting her lip.  Maybe he shouldn't have asked. He should have left it alone.

Before he could tell her that they didn't need to talk about it, she said, "She always brings new people home and" she made a noise that sounded more like a grunt than a laugh, "I have absolutely nothing against having a different partner every night," she said.

Lorcan stiffened beside her and saw her eyes open wide. Now that he thought about it, she was hardly ever free in the evening to call him or to stay on face time.

She carried her hand to her mouth, snorting, "Oh God, I didn't mean it that way -" she stopped, "I don't do- I never- Shit." She cursed out loud and took a deep breath, "I meant Asterin is big and vaccinated and can do whatever she wants, I'd just rather she was less noisy." she concluded sighing and carrying a hand to her chest.

Lorcan looked at her gently, "You know," he offered to comfort her, "there would be nothing wrong with it if you had a-" he choked on his words and coughed, "a different partner every night."

The idea disturbed him more than expected. Not because he saw such a thing as distasteful - he, too, had had his golden days when he was younger by Rowan's side - but because the idea of someone else touching Elide as he had only once dared to dream about, gave him chills.

She looked at him carefully, frowning, and he had to shift his gaze to the dogs because he couldn't stand the emotion on her face. He could not decipher it.

He spoke in a low voice when he said, "But I'm not looking for something temporary or a fling, Elide." he gave her a thoughtful look, letting her see the sincerity in his eyes, "I'm quite tired of the occasional stories I find myself in every time."

His mind went straight to Maeve and a shiver ran down his spine.

He felt a hand on his shoulder and when he turned around, she was smiling, "I've never dated anyone, Lorcan," she whispered, as if she was afraid of his reaction. Her hand slipped away from his body and he missed that touch immediately, "I'm serious." Then she grimaced, "I've never even had a boyfriend, but that's a story for another date. Definitely not for our first time out."

Lorcan studied her carefully as Opal approached them and let herself be pampered by Elide. Maya somewhere playing with the other dogs.

She seemed upset and if the deep frown between her eyebrows was not enough to let him realize it, her bouncing leg confirmed his doubts.

Whatever they would talk about that night, neither of them would bring up the subject of relationships, and he felt relieved, if only slightly.

"I didn't want to meddle in your affairs, I just wanted to make it clear that I don't want anything casual." he bent forward, resting his elbows on his knees and crossing his fingers.

He was surprised when she murmured, "Neither do I."

He threw a stunned smile over his shoulder and she took a deep breath. Then she chuckled, scratching behind the dog's ears and making her mumble, "And not to mention Manon." She closed her eyes and dropped her head backwards, without letting go of her grip on Opal's snout, "That girl will be the end of me."

This time he remained silent, waiting for her to continue.

"She's been dating a guy for years and it seems like their fucking honeymoon phase never ends." she grunted, "Between the two of them I don't know which one makes me feel worse about my non-existent sex life."

Lorcan laughed, covering his face with his hands. He liked how comfortable she was talking about such things with him. All the girls he had dated up to that point had been uneasy just because he used bad words in his daily life, but Elide seemed to use them in turn, so she certainly wouldn't dump him and tell him she couldn't be with a longshoreman.

He leaned against the backrest, extending an arm behind her and maybe it was his imagination or maybe not, but it seemed to him that Elide moved closer to him. "I feel you, Rowan and Aelin, his girlfriend, are the loudest couple I know and it's so agonizing sometimes that I have to go to sleep at our neighbors' house. And even there I can still hear them, but at least I can fall asleep." she looked at him amused and shocked at the same time, "They have been our friends for years too," he explained quickly.

Elide nodded, "I have no neighbor to seek shelter from."

He caressed her shoulder lightly, "You can always camp in my living room, they tell me that the sofa is very comfortable."

She laughed, "Thank you," then looked at him, licking her lower lip, "I will consider your offer the next time Dorian or the stranger number two thousand will be our guest."

They didn't notice Maya running towards them until a big heavy black hairy ball threw itself between the two of them and Elide let go a noisy breath, laughing, when the dog gave her a muzzle against her chest with all her strength.

"Maya!" Lorcan scolded her, gasping. The dog wagged his tail on their legs, hitting them both in the face as she turned to lick his face first and then hers. Lorcan tried several times to push her away to prevent her from ruining Elide's light makeup, but the girl didn't seem to care at all and when Opal got on the bench, laying her snout on her leg, Lorcan gave up completely.

They played for more than half an hour with the dogs, even getting up at a certain point to throw sticks and balls and when the sun began to set, Elide turned towards him, short of breath for the various races made to chase the dogs, "What do you say if we head towards the restaurant?"

Lorcan sniffed, trying to catch his breath, "I'd love to."

Putting the leashes back on Maya and Opal, Elide asked him if she could carry one. He didn't even think as he passed her Opal's. Surely if he had let her carry Maya, it would have ended badly and she would have fallen over and he didn't feel like finishing the night in the emergency room at all.

They were walking along the perimeter of the park and Maya was pulling as usual, dictating the pace and Lorcan tried as much as possible to pull her back so they wouldn't have to run, but it seemed impossible.  He tried to slow down every time Elide started talking and by the sixth time she had to stop mid-sentence to catch her breath, Lorcan wondered if everything was alright.

At one point, she had taken his hand and now, while they were talking about this and that, he was trying not to squeeze her fingers too hard every time he had to squeeze the leash. The gesture was a spontaneous reaction of his body.

When Maya made them speed up one more time, Elide whimpered and stopped talking, stumbling slightly in her footsteps. Opal turned around in a flash towards her, stopping a few steps in front of them.

Lorcan halted, taking his hand away from Elide's and turning completely towards her. Her breath was wheezing and her forehead was sweating and he could see she was suffering. Panic poured into his stomach.

"El," he murmured that nickname silently, opening his eyes wide in front of her pained expression, "what is it?"

He, too, had been out of breath, but it was already twenty minutes they were walking along quietly, and even though Maya seemed to want to give them a slimming workout, she shouldn't have been so tired.

She closed her eyes, shifting her weight to her left leg and jerked, grunting, "It's nothing." she breathed, looking at him with blurred eyes, "Don't worry," she smiled slightly.

Nothing-

"I shouldn't worry?" he put his hand on her arm, pushing her gently toward a bench nearby, "It looks like you're about to die." the fear was clear in his voice. Elide held back another groan, but Lorcan heard her gasp under his grasp. "Are you having an asthma attack?"

He said the first thing that came to his mind and was surprised to hear Elide giggling beside him.

The second she sat down, her expression changed completely and she seemed to relax. She stretched her right leg forward and his eyes fell on her ankle. Only then, with her pants pulled up slightly and her shoe shifted, did he see the scars that marked her skin. He held his breath.

When he met Elide's gaze again, she had a guilty grimace on her face.

"I'm sorry," she murmured to him.

Lorcan shook his head, closing his eyes, "Sorry, mh, why are you apologizing?"

Elide sighed, passing her hand over her face, "Normally I can walk on it for more than an hour without any problem, but with running before and Maya pulling now, I think I strained it too much and it's really hurting me." In the meantime she had leaned forward, her hands stretched out on her leg while she was massaging her calf going further and further down towards her ankle.

He sat down next to her, making sure that both dogs were sitting on the opposite side of her, so as not to risk worsening her already difficult situation.

He didn't know what to say, too many questions were going through his head.

"Why didn't you tell me? We could have taken a cab or we could have met directly at the restaurant," he told her, putting his hand on her back when, touching the swollen part of her ankle, she whined.

Elide looked at him from under her eyelashes, "Because guys normally don't want to go out with cripples. Or a girl with a cane." Then she turned down again, "And I really wanted to go out with you tonight."

It warmed Lorcan's heart, but he was still annoyed that he made her think he was that kind of person and that she didn't trust him enough to tell him the truth - or hide it from him. Then he felt sick at the thought of how many more times Elide had had to face that conversation and who knows how many more times someone had told her that they were no longer interested after finding out the truth.

He swallowed, choosing his next words wisely, "I don't care if you have scars or if you have difficulty walking without support, Elide." He told her sincerely, "I understand why you didn't tell me, but I'd rather you didn't hide these things from me from now on."

He would not ask her questions about how or why her leg was damaged in such a way.

Elide sat up, covering her face with her hands, "Do you think you could slow Maya down a little bit?" the sound muffled by her fingers, "The restaurant is right on that street." she pointed out a road only a hundred meters ahead. Then she looked at him and her eyes were shiny and Lorcan's throat tightened.

"Are you alright?"

He immediately regretted the question. It was obvious she wasn't.

It didn't seem to bother Elide in the slightest. She nodded, then moved her foot in a circular pattern, biting her lower lip so hard that Lorcan thought she was going to tear it off. "Yes, I'm fine," she said with wheezing breath.

Lorcan looked at her with worried eyes, "You don't look well though."

Elide stared at him taking deep breaths, "Because the bones in my ankle are rubbing against each other and I have no water behind me to take painkillers," she said honestly, "But I can make it to the restaurant and on the way back I'll take a cab or call Manon or Asterin to pick me up."

Lorcan looked at her and then the restaurant, then her again, "Are you sure you can make it?"

"What other options do I have?" she smiled at him.

He nodded, "You're right."

She sighed and put her forehead over his shoulder. It seemed so familiar to Lorcan that he risked tearing the skin off his face so quickly he smiled.

"Can we rest for five minutes?" she asked him in a tired voice.

Lorcan put his arm around her shoulders and held her closer, feeling brave and kissing her temple, "We can rest all night as far as I am concerned."

Elide made a verse of approval and when Lorcan looked at her, he noticed that her eyes were closed and although she still had a sweaty forehead and a grieving expression, she was smiling.

They sat down for more than five minutes and only when Elide was able to take more than five steps without flinching, Lorcan decided that they could go to the restaurant. An arm tied around her hips to support her and the two leashes tightened in his free hand.

He did not know for what grace of God, but even Maya seemed to have realized the situation, and had slowed down her pace drastically, trotting alongside Opal undisturbed.

Inay, the owner of the place, had made them sit inside, near the large window overlooking the river, and there, Elide and Lorcan enjoyed the first of a thousand other dinners they would share.

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[goonlytimewilltellus]

Maya, vou te amar para sempre. Lochan x

Proibido

[let-the-books-have-me]

I’m still crying over a character death.

It’s 6 in the morning, why am I thinking about this right now and trying not to cry?

I recommend everyone read Forbidden by Tabitha Suzuma. And at the same time don’t read it. It was amazing and at the same time soul crushing.

Tabitha Suzuma has officially broken me. 😭 Send help.

[liquorisce]

Love, Maya

Pairing : Lochan x Maya (Forbidden by Tabitha Suzuma)

Rating : M (dark themes)

Summary : Sixteen years ahead, it is now Maya’s thirty-third birthday. They say time heals all wounds, but for Maya it is still open, smarting. Now, looking at the kids, all grown up, happy, she struggles to find a reason to go on.

Warning : This fic feat. copious amounts of angst, poor mental health, and character death.

The leaves have yellowed and the branches have bared their naked faces to the outside world.

If only I could do it like them, shed my graces so easily, say goodbye with a little bit of dignity.

“Maya, Maya!” Her slender arms squeeze me tightly, with the enthusiasm of a child. In some ways she still is, blonde and willowy, with a startling wide-eyed beauty that the world has grown to love. “... I baked it by myself, see!”

Her eyes are blue, sparkling as the ocean, and the edges of my heart crumble in apology for the pain I will put her through in the coming days. I want to tell her, prepare her for it, hold her in my arms and reassure her that she will be okay, that I had no choice, Willa darling, there was just no other way.

I manage to hold it in, and smile and blow out the candle but when my siblings sing a happy, gloriously inharmonious version of “Happy Birthday, Maya!” I am blinded by my tears.

I'm a cheat. A conwoman playing at the game of happiness and dragging her family in.

Suddenly, I am filled with an overwhelming rage.

It is you, that made me like this, Lochie. It is your fault that here I am, on my thirty-third birthday, in the middle of three people who love me deeply no doubt, but all I can feel is the stark absence of the love that burnt me sixteen years ago.

It's your fault that I am left with nothing more than bitter exhaustion, no more love to give, not to anyone who's here to take it anyhow.

I try to tune into their conversation. Tiffin is telling us about the new model he's seeing - Willa threatens him about hurting her friend - and Linda, Kit’s wife teases him good naturedly.

Kit’s son, Neal is sitting, pooled at his feet, playing with the new remote controlled car his Uncle Tiffin bought for him.

I give into a little whim and take a picture of this moment, wanting to freeze the togetherness, the reassuring normalcy - regardless of the way Kit eyes me uncertainly, as if he knows, sees the cracks waiting to splinter - of this moment. I want to bring this to you, Lochie, a snapshot of the life that should've been yours.

I hug them all, together, as they are about to leave, tightly, tears pooling in my eyes because this is the last time. Willa’s warmth, Tiffin’s laughter, Kit’s concern - he's almost like you, Lochie, with all his worry, but only almost - I close my eyes and let myself be bound to this, because it is the last time I will be able to feel it.

I love you, I tell them quietly, fiercely, because later, when they feel hurt and betrayed by my selfish actions, I need them to know that I still loved them.

Kit hangs back, under the pretense of having to use the bathroom. “... Wait for me in the car. I won't even be a minute,” he tells his wife, as he hands over his son.

When he enters the kitchen, I can almost feel the tension in the air. “Maya,” he says softly, “Are you… okay?”

I'm unable to turn and face him. It's as if his voice is imploring me, begging, to be of importance. My hands begin to shake.

If only I could tell him, explain to him, that there's nothing he can do, nothing left to be done really, because there's nothing left of me, to give, I have given them all my love, and now I feel squeezed dry with nothing more than an acute pain sharp in my chest, a tiredness overcoming my whole body, my existence reduced to little more than an irrepressible yearning for someone I lost a long time ago.

Can't you see, Kit? I have to go.

“I’m really proud of you, Kit,” I tell him, facing him, dredging up one last smile, “Lochan would've been too.”

As he walks out the front door, the sunlight catches the tear glistening on his cheek.

When I am alone again, exhaustion overcomes me.

Did you see them Lochie? Sitting around the table, laughing, smiling, like they've never known anything horrible in their lives.  

I wrap my arms around myself, and the weight of the silver bracelet digs into my wrists. As I trace the exquisite lettering on the only piece of you that you have left me, I have never felt more of a disgrace.

Here I am, alive, breathing, stealing the love that should have rightfully been yours.

It's you, Lochan, it's all you, you're the reason, we made it this far, why any of us even had a second chance at life. You made it possible, and now you're not even here to see it.

The worst part, is that sometimes I think they feel the same way, that they know who is responsible, who's always been responsible for any good in their lives, and they try to tell you, through me.

Sometimes I fear they see you in me, Lochan, and I'm almost beside myself with envy.

I want to see you too, Lochie.

But I am too tired to do this anymore, too tired to carry the weight of two people in my strained soul.

I am old now, and it seems the evil seed of complacency has begun to germinate within me, selfishness an entity that grows with you.

I've done good, Lochie, haven't I? Haven't I done what you wanted?

The children are so happy now, they're not even children more, they're bright beautiful stars, that have found their trail to blaze.

Willa is grown now, twenty-four, tall and willowy, and her beauty is no longer just ours to see.

Tiffin, is headstrong and talented, every bit what his coach had predicted out of him, and a small cult of Tiffin-worshippers has developed in the city.

Kit... Well Kit is barely the Kit from when you fought with him. He has grown the most, I feel, more than even me. He has a family now, one who he is completely devoted to, a pleasant, gracious wife and a little boy, dark haired and light eyed and it is a resemblance that breaks my heart whenever he comes to me.

Their residence, as expected of a school PE teacher, is modest, not much more than the house which we grew up in, but the aura is a striking contrast.

It is a warm little house, just like it's inhabitants, and unlike ours which screamed secrets and despair, there is not one corner that doesn't scream love.

Sometimes it is I that feel out of place, me that feels like I weigh them down, holding them back from their true potential.

It is my smiles that dampen theirs, never quite reaching my eyes, never shining from within.

No more.

A strange mania is settling down on me; I can sense it. A vivid buzz, an energy I haven't felt in years, sweeping through my body as I rummage frantically through the cutlery drawer.

It's my birthday, Lochie, and you aren't here to give me anything.

So it's only fair, I think, that I gift myself something.

I make my way to my little place, the one that I shared with you, all those years ago, the one that I hoped I would share with you forever, and the little spring in my step is real.

It's been years since I visited this little clearing, but thankfully, it has remained untouched. I never came back here because it had ceased to be my secret place to me, just a rush of memories, of you, of me, your dark hair, and your cracked lips, and the way they felt, rough, urgent like there was nothing else but the here and now, that we were free and in love, and there was nothing that could ever feel more right.

This is all I can think of as I reach into my coat pocket and feel the grip of the meat knife. That I want it, I want you, I want to feel that reckless thrill of being alive. And the only of way feeling that is with you, Lochie… Even if it means being dead.

The pain is cathartic, the blood rushing to be freed of its veined cages, and I can feel its abandon, pouring swiftly out of me,  it's happiness as it runs from my body.

It's a numbing, overwhelming sensation.

Already I have begun to feel, a small part of me - the part that is still alive,constant, the one still aware of the burn that has consumed me - feels guilt for not saying goodbye to the little ones.

But the rest - this part that I know much better, the one that died so many many years ago - feels a rush of excitement.

You have to understand, Lochie, that today I am happy.

Today, I have hope.

That when I open my eyes again, I will see you, your eyes, your hair, your lips.

I will see you, Lochan, and that is all I'll ever need.

A/N : … There’s hardly any fanwork in this fandom and it depresses me. Therefore, I write depressing stories. 

 I deserve all the hate mail. *hides*

[pennylaayn]

Where is the Forbidden (Tabitha Suzuma) fandom Tumblr? I just finished it and I’m not finding enough content to get me through this!

[booksfortwo]

Forbidden by Tabitha Suzuma "You've always been my best friend, my soul mate, and now I've fallen in love with you too. Why is that such a crime?"

[dunnetwins]

WHEN THERE ARE NO LIGHTS YOU ARE ALL I SEE. ’I’ll stay with her as long as she likes. I’ll marry her, if that’s what she wants. I mean, at the end of the day, what the hell does it matter who I end up with if it can’t be you?’ | a lochan/maya fanmix

[shipcestuous]

Hi, sorry for bothering, but do you know where's possible to read Forbidden online or download it? Thanks in advance! :)

It’s no bother at all! I’m glad to hear you’re interested and I hope you’ll enjoy it, Anon.

You can download a PDF of it here. Just click the download symbol (the arrow).

[dunnetwins]

“What else can we do?” His eyes plead with mine. “Fine.” I shut down my thoughts, shut down my senses. “I’ll tell Francie tomorrow. She’ll be over the moon. But she’s a decent person, Lochan. You can’t just dump her after a week.” “I won’t.” He looks at me, his eyes full. “I’ll stay with her for as long as she likes. I’ll marry her, if that’s what she wants. I mean, at the end of the day, what the hell does it matter who I end up with if it can’t be you?”

Forbidden by Tabitha Suzuma

[dunnetwins]

I'm falling, but I know I'm okay, because it's with him, it's with Lochie.

[dunnetwins]

"Lochie, of course it's going to last!" I exclaim, aghast. "They can't stop us. I won't let anyone stop us. . ."

He takes my hand in his, starts to kiss it, his lips soft and warm. "But it's the whole world," he says, his voice an anguished whisper. "How -- how can we make it against the whole world?"

[shipcestuous]

I am currently reading Forbidden by Tabitha Suzuma. I’ve seen it mentioned here and there on lists of examples of incest in fiction, but when it comes to books there are so many examples, and it’s hard to know which ones should take priority, and which ones are even worth my time. Until just a few days ago it had not been recommended to me, surprisingly. Although, ironically, I had already checked it out from the library before I got the recommendation

Well, let me just say that Forbidden is AMAZING and I HIGHLY recommend it.

It’s the story of Lochan and Maya Whitely, and it switches POV between the two of them every other chapter. They live in London. Their father took off five years earlier, and their mother is more interested in drinking and her boyfriend than she is in taking care of her five children, so it’s up to Lochan and Maya, the two eldest (17 and 16), to keep the family going. In that way it’s a lot like The Cement Garden, but I think they are much more sympathetic characters than Jack and Julie and the book in general is more warm and engaging.

Lochan and Maya have always been each other’s best friend – even before their family fell apart – and they both know they couldn’t make it without the other one, but it isn’t until after the story begins that they start to realize they’re attracted to and in love with each other.

The book is about their incestuous relationship, as you can probably tell from the title. It’s an extremely sympathetic take on their situation. I’m not quite halfway through, and I’m not sure how it’ll end or what’ll happen in the second half, but I don’t think those things will change.

It’s very rare to find something like this. Even movies/books where the incestuous relationship is the main relationship in the work, and it’s not one-sided, and it’s treated sympathetically, it’s rare for the first incestuous event to not be something that happened in the past.

And since, as I think I’ve mentioned before, I’m always most interested in the “love story” aspect (the falling in love, the realizations, etc) when it comes to shipping, this is basically second Christmas.

Last night I was going to read one chapter before I went to sleep and ended up reading for over two hours. Oops.

Of course, like everything, it’s not perfect but I’m not going to criticize it all. I’m just going to reiterate my recommendation.

And actually it was almost frightening all the ways it reminded me of my main piece of original fiction that I’m writing. (*oh no she’s going to talk about her ‘novel’ again!*). A totally different dynamic between the brother and the sister, but some of the actual “scenes” (so to speak) could have been lifted right from my novel. (I started writing it in 2006, four years before “Forbidden” was published, so we were probably writing a lot of these parts almost synonymously. Kind of crazy to think about, actually.)