#nix with a heart of gold <3

[spring-picnics]

Hiii bbg!! Been long since I talked to youuuu!!

yes!!!! how have you been my lovely???

[the-golden-ghost]

Okay Thoughts before bed on the House Of Usher; I just started episode 3 so please don't spoil anything that happens in episodes 3-8; this is just me guessing:

I knew they were gonna get rid of the vampirism but I was kinda happy they at least replaced it with "immortality" and I guess to be fair Usher was never strictly about vampirism; that was just one reading of it

However I thought they'd get rid of the Other theme in Usher which uh. iykyk but some of the foreshadowing here has me a little like. Daisy and Gatsby huh....?

I feel like a Bad Poe Fan but I don't remember where Leo's name comes from. I know his narrative is The Black Cat but the main character in that was unnamed and I don't remember a Napoleon in any other story. I also don't understand how Leo ties with the Black Cat (I know he OWNS one but that seems kinda basic. Where are the Themes) or how that's going to go since the main character in that one also didn't die iirc, but it's one of the Poe stories I'm honestly less familiar with.

I appreciate Camille's dedication to fucking her evil henchmen. Love that for her. I also know what her plotline is so y'know RIP her head off by an adrenaline-jacked monkey

I get Gold-Bug is about greed but it's 1. not a horror story and 2. really not well-known at all? It just doesn't fit with the lineup here. They also aren't foreshadowing it, probably cause it doesn't make any sense to use. The really nixed the Cask of Amontillado in favor of Gold-Bug?

I mean other than the Clown Jumpscare from episode 1 I guess

Inb4 "Murders in the Rue Morgue isn't horror either" okay gristly detective narratives can be horror as a treat. Also that one IS a classic. No one likes Gold-Bug

I think Vic is the mole because her narrative is the Tell-Tale Heart and that would make the most sense. It's right there in the title. I'm willing to be wrong but if she's not I don't know why they bothered using the Tell-Tale Heart at all. Yeah I know genetic heart conditions etc. but I also appreciate their making her the Only Sane Woman of the family too. Dedication to theming A+

I've never read Tamerlane I don't think. I hope it's about having a fetish for watching your husband cheat on you or whatever the hell she was doing in that scene

I know they're not doing William Wilson other than a 1-second reference but lmao can you imagine

Arthur Gordon Pym I get why they used the name and it has nothing to do with the OG story but like Sir Why Are You Not A Cannibal. Eat some people about it sir

Freddy's is the best foreshadowing and kicks ass. Even if I HADN'T been able to guess what his narrative is via the Ghost Cameos in the beginning I could have told you and also that is some killer subtle referencing and Theme Dedication we stan a well-done reference point.

Verna = raven I don't know if that was meant to be subtle but I got it in 3 seconds. It was cute though; it was cute I liked it

Annabelle "oh my husband is so romantic he can quote a poem with my name in it uwu" ask him to quote the whole thing ma'am. Ask him how it ends

RIP Prospero we hardly knew ye. I sort of hoped he'd live longer but that was probably mostly cause The Masque of the Red Death is one of my favorites. Also the climactic ending to that one went HARD

I see why people say this one's not really scary though cause so far this hasn't been scary at all. Ah well

[benjis-house-boat]

My 4 Sandrock gals! Khryz was was my first Sandrock builder, I avoided using the wiki and we learned together xD Next was Pheonix, who was destined for Logan (tho she didn't know it) so I gave her eyes that really contrasted with his. The backstory is that her mum was an adventurer who wandered thru something that caused Nixxi to have starburst eyes and a surprisingly high tolerance for heat. Put the most hours into this playthru I think. Then Thyme was created, and honestly I blame @vani-candy cause those comics of Mitty and Fang are TOO CUTE and I needed a Fang romance playthru of my own. <3 Went back to Nixxi after Act III dropped (Thyme and Khryz never got to act III, had to delete the files for space between act II dropping and when I went back to Nixxi) Nix is the playthru I'm on ATM, where I wanted to see how fast I could knock out act 1 and 2 (we reclaimed Sandrock year 2 day 3 or so.) Wasn't really locked in on any romance option when Nix had 1 (ONE) flirt with Heidi, next we know she's at our door asking Nix out. They married now. Nix's background is the only one that I imagine deviates from the game's given, as Nix was once a Duvos agent/ almost a knight. Whole backstory there I'll type out sometime, involves her turning against her own soldiers, almost dying in the dessert, and being convinced to live by a stubborn yakman with a heart of gold. I change her eye color after getting Rosy cause they were too much like Nixxi's.

[valleynix]

At the beginning of the chapter I need a "previously on…" like in those episodes of tv shows. The last thing I remember from the ch15 is Dani with her flower crowns and Bela talking with Cass 😭

Gosh it took me so long to read this chapter because ✨thoughts✨ and I was losing it every few seconds 😭

Onto the points

1. "Is there even a reason they choose to spend their time hanging around-"

Maybe bro's just lonely 😔

2. "The flickering orange light from your fireplace bounces beautifully off their black feathers, and if they were anyone else, you’d be entranced by the sight"

Reader ain't me, I am entranced regardless.

3. Cassandra meeting Lunatic is both funny and also kinda sad. I think Lunatic kinda takes out their anger and hurt on Reader's Cass. They've been throught a lot and even if she isn't exactly the same person Lunatic's version of her is, now that they're stronger they can use it as a form of some kind of revenge. Miranda creates a perfect opportunity for them and they have this false sense of having someone who'll get their back if something goes wrong. So they feel superior.

Now this moment is like meeting your abuser many many years later and thinking you got this and you can be cool about it but even if Lunatic tries to act confident it's clear they fear her :(

And it goes off the script. As they only interacted after Miranda's instructions.

4.

That must have cut deep through their little bird's heart <\3

5. “Your eyes (…). They’re the same shade of gold as her own"

"three sets of black wings, so similar to hers? Even you cannot pretend that is mere coincidence"

The allegations of Reader being Miranda's child are really hard to beat even with the other evidences that say otherwise.

6. Me: is this possible to hate Red even more?

Nix: hold my wine

Glad they got their ass beaten my god

Also

Lunatic and Reader teaming up against them??? Hell yeah gimme that! I need it

7.

Flashbacks to bloodthirsty feral Bela but thankfully this time she didn't have murder on her mind

8.

CASSANDRA MY FAVOURITE SOCIALLY AWKWARD BIOLOGY NERD LOSER I LOVE HER SO MUCH

9. These homosexuals make me all warm and fuzzy please 😔 they're so adorable together and the way you write them always cheers me up and brings a smile to my face.

Please continue to bless us with your writing

LUNA CHAPTER ANALYSIS INCOMING ‼️‼️

i feel like i need to get better at mentioning time skips at the beginning of chapters- 😭

ANYWAYS

1. Lunny is 100% just lonely and wants “sane” people to be around while they sulk and think

2. not relatable Reader moment ‼️

3. this analysis got my heart twisting 😭 i feel like they definitely understand that the real Cassandra isn’t going to harm them for no reason like their version would, but the scars and trauma are still there. they act all tough and pretend they’re stronger and more capable than what they’ve been through in the past, but when faced with it again, maybe they briefly revert back to who they were in the beginning. just a lost, scared soul trying to survive in a literal hellhole

4. definitely made them rethink some things-

5. HEHE >:3

6. we ride at dawn to avenge Daniela and be rid of her sadness that Red “technically” left her

(totally not planning more of those interactions in the future. i would never :3)

7. no murder, just horny thoughts ‼️

8. AROACE CASSANDRA FOR THE WIN ‼️ THE AWKWARD LITTLE AUTISTIC LOSER IS BACK TO BEING ADORABLE AND GETTING FLUSTERED AT THE SIGHT OF READER BEING SLIGHTLY NAKEY ‼️ god i am so in love with her please

9. hehehe, i definitely plan to continue! i’ll have to think on what i want for the next chapter, but things have been set in motion >:3 i love writing and sharing these homosexuals and it literally brings me so much joy to see y’all enjoying them the way i do pls-

[aloraundomiel]

Wartober/Kisstober - Day 4

I’ve decided to combine @rubinecorvus Wartober 2021 and @raincoffeeandfandoms Kisstober 2021 prompt challenges for double the fun and double the headache. :3

Day 4 - Navigate + Slow Kisses

WARNING: POETIC AND OVERLY METAPHORED ALLUSIONS TO SEX AHEAD

Dick has always loved maps.

As a boy he’d been obsessed with charting the world, one latitude at a time. He could see the peaks of the Himalayas on every globe. The jungles of Madagascar in every atlas. The sea currents. The depths of the Pacific Ocean in every naval chart.

He’d trailed bony boy hands over the lines of longitude, zigzagging past the equator and up to each pole in turn, imagining the far off lands detailed in perfect topography beneath his fingertips and what adventures they may hold. Wild animals perhaps. Inland seas the color of blue only dreamt of, brimming over with dolphins bearing their backs of gold. Rubies deep in the planet’s crust the size of a fist, too glamorous even for the most queenly neck. Anything beyond the tidy suburban monotony of Lancaster, Pennsylvania.

He’d joined the air force with a head full of boyish fantasies that never quite grew up. A misplaced Peter Pan training to plummet to the ground instead of fly, while fiery flak explodes in every direction. Dick falls from planes and navigation blows away, pulling it with him. A mere leaf in the wind. A tiny insignificant speck in a great big world.

He never lands in the lush tropical jungles of his childhood imagination. He never sets foot on the coastline with water so crystal clear you can see straight to the bottom. He lands in Hell. And there are no fantastic creatures here, no jewels or mountain-whisp clouds to chase. No sunsets over the curve of the horizon.

There’s only death. And fear. And the responsibility of leading men who look to him for guidance out of the smoke and into the daylight. He grips his compass like a lifeline and does his best. It’s almost good enough. They almost all make it to the next day.

Dick gets lost occasionally.

When he’s left to the watches of his chilly billet and the candles in the rest of the camp have long gone out. That’s when the isolation strikes hardest and the ghosts feel free to crowd in. They cast a shade so thick, he chokes, drowning on his own failures, his own insipidity. He wonders if he’ll ever make it out to see the sun again. If he’ll ever find the way back.

And then enters Nix.

With his sly, self assured grin and his dark, sardonic wit. He slips like a wish into Dick’s billet, or the potato cellar of a blown out building, or the back of the jeep when he purposely drives off the marked path. He takes Dick’s hand and cocks that brow that says “Trust me” and by God and all his angels, Dick does. He follows blindly and oh so willingly, grateful for the guide and indebted to Nix for knowing exactly when he’s in danger of venturing too far off course.

Nix strips him of the olive military wool that demands strict obedience. The color that barters not a hair of deviation from a pre-drawn map made by men who don’t know what it’s like to nose dive into the inferno of battle. Nix casts it away, tossing it to the floor and covers Dick’s skin with his own hands, paints him with his own array of colors. A black-brown fan of lashes skirting over his collarbone, the red of his mouth at Dick’s pulse point, coral pink tongue in the shell of his ear, the beach sand tan of his calloused fingers tightening around Dick’s naked bicep. Teeth with brightness to rival the Pacific white caps on his chest and abdomen. Eyes the color of expensive coffee from the tropics glancing up over his belt buckle, warm and rich.

Nix kisses him and he can feel the earth’s rotation slow beneath his feet.

Nix touches him and gravity is solid and real beneath his back once more.

Nix traces the constellation of Dick’s freckles with his lips and Dick can set time by the star’s orbit again.

He lets Nix take him apart and put him back together, piece by tattered piece. Until he’s whole and functional again, at least for a little while. Long enough to get his bearings and restart the cycle of playing tour guide through the landscape of dreary Europe, his band of Lost Boys in tow.

He comes to the siren song of Nix’s praises, his lover urging him on with clever fingers that play Dick's body like a well rehearsed instrument. When he’s caught his breath and regained his sense enough to flip their positions, Dick pins Nix down. Cages him against the cot and splays him wide, the scroll of his skin like fine golden parchment in the dim candlelight.

Nix squirms under the tenacious attention, craving speed and friction. But Dick is on a mission. He’ll recommit every part of him to memory, burying it deep in his psyche like treasure. Until the mental image of Nix bowing under his hand becomes as priceless and coveted as monstrous gemstones he can bask amongst at whim. Sorting them like a king sitting on his spoils. He’ll relearn the lines and transits of Nix’s form until he can recite in perfect detail the landmarks of his moles, the patterns of his body hair, the slope and angle of his wrists. He’ll stake his flag here, laying claim to Nix’s body and heart as conquistadors of old did to things and locations too precious to part with.

He can read his future in the curve of Nix’s hip bones. The universe in the earth tones of his eyes.

“Dick,” Nix whispers, something between a whine and a moan. He scraps desperate fingernails along Dick’s scalp, trying to steer his mouth where he needs it most. “Come on. Come on.”

Dick won’t be bullied off course. He runs the tip of his tongue along the shadow of the Adonis belt Nix used to have when he was in peak fighting shape at the start of the war, lingering at the scar just there above the pelvic crest. He lets his lips trek as fingertips do, memorizing the most scenic routes across and over and around this body he loves so dearly.

He steers southward down from the navel, following the trail of dark hair and Nix groans. He heads north to circumvent a nipple and Nix whimpers. He nibbles and sucks contrails on every inch he can find, until Nix bears the purple marks that label him as Dick’s territory and Dick’s alone.

He wrings curses and prayers and nonsense from Nix’s mouth. Until he arches beneath him and cries his release into the hush of Dick’s palm, breathy laughter squeezing through the spaces in Dick’s fingers.

“Jesus Christ,” Nix gasps, chest heaving with blasphemy and bliss. He tugs at Dick until he slides back up the length of his form, letting out the softest sigh for every slow kiss pressed to each body part on the journey up. “How do you do that? Remember exactly what gets me going? You always know.”

“I’m good at cartography,” Dick says.

“The hell does that mean?”

Dick just shrugs, cranes his neck down to pepper his shoulder with kisses.

Nix pulls a face that suggests Dick might be moderately insane, but then he laughs that ruby-ocean-wilderness-touchstone laugh of his and maneuvers Dick fully down on top of him for a long, lazy, silky sweet kiss. And though they’re both sated and satisfied for now, passing back and forth the same oxygen, filling each other's sails - it does not feel like journey’s end.

It feels like a beginning. Each and every time he’s with Nix and resets his course by the steady, unwavering foundation of his being. It’s always a new start. One he hopes against hope never stops resetting.

Because Nix has always been his True North.

Dick kisses his mouth and feels like he’s come home.

[aion-rsa]

Ozark Season 3 Recap: The Breaking Bad of Wendy Byrde

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Warning: contains major spoilers for Ozark season 3.

Wendy Byrde may sound like the name of a cutesy cartoon character, but don’t let that fool you. Inside Laura Linney’s Ozark character beats the heart of an ambitious schemer with a taste for chaos. In seasons one and two, Marty’s wife Wendy was a reluctant passenger on the Byrde family journey into money laundering for a Mexican drug cartel, but in season three, she took the wheel.

It was always in her. The arrival of Wendy’s troubled younger brother Ben (Tom Pelphrey) in season three opened a window into her past. Wendy Davis had been a tough, wayward teen from a poor background who got her kicks breaking into empty houses and messing with rich people’s things. On a return trip to Chicago in the season three opener, she broke into the Byrdes’ former home and pulled her old tricks. Respectable Wendy was over, went the message, the scratching wildcat was back. That much was decided in the season two finale, when Wendy nixed Marty’s plans to run away to the Australian gold coast, and ordered the murder of Ruth Langmore’s father Cade. She’d decided that it was always better to be the person holding the gun than the person running from the gunman.

It wasn’t just about survival and protection; Wendy got a thrill from the situation Marty had landed them in as money launderers for the Navarro cartel. Life as a PR advisor on political campaigns didn’t offer the same excitement. As Wendy told Ben before she reluctantly had him killed for the risk he posed to her and her kids, “fighting for your life makes every other thing you ever did before seem extremely dull.”

Wendy’s ascent in the Navarro operation didn’t come without a fight, but her chief adversary wasn’t Julia Garner’s Ruth, Lisa Emery’s Darlene Snell or even Janet McTeer’s cartel lawyer Helen Pierce; it was her own husband Marty (Jason Bateman). When Marty preached caution, Wendy pushed for expansion. Where he saw danger, she saw opportunity. Learning that the bloody war between rivals the Navarro and Lagunas cartels was drawing FBI heat, Wendy pitched for Omar Navarro (Felix Solis) to move into legitimate business to provide his kids – and hers – with a safety net should he be killed or the agency seize his illegal assets. She wanted a chain of casinos and hotels in the Navarro operation, while Marty only wanted out. And so began the season of Byrde vs. Byrde.

Wendy vs. Marty

After Wendy’s season one affair and Marty’s secret foray into crime, trust had never been high between the Byrdes, but in season three, it was at an all-time low. When Helen Pierce forced the couple into counselling for the good of the operation, first Marty paid off their therapist Sue to lead Wendy around to his way of thinking, and then Wendy tried to do the same. (The therapist was doomed after she spent the Byrdes’ cash on an attention-drawing car, and became a liability who knew too much. Helen had her murdered and her flashy car pushed into the lake.)

Marty spied on Wendy’s secret phone calls to Omar Navarro, who was relying more and more on her insight, and attempted to sabotage her purchase of a second river boat casino – the Big Muddy – behind her back. He paid Frank Jr, son of the Kansas City mob boss, to burn down a rival casino, thus inflating the profits of the Big Muddy and making the owners reluctant to sell. In the end, Wendy got her way and bought the new casino after she and Ruth bankrupted the business and forced the sale by fixing the Big Muddy slot machines to continually pay out.

Darlene and Wyatt’s affair

Not all of Wendy’s plans came through in season three – she failed to regain custody of baby Zeke (the child of Pastor Mason, cut by Darlene from his mother’s belly after Mason refused to continue the Snell heroin-in-prayer-books operation). In season three, Darlene paid Wyatt Langmore’s bail after he was arrested for staying in empty vacation properties. She took him in, gave him a job and despite their age difference, the two became lovers. Darlene confessed to having poisoned her husband Jacob, and Wyatt told her that Ruth had electrocuted his father and their uncle, which is why he’d left the family home.

Wendy’s feud with Darlene Snell had terrible consequences in season three’s penultimate episode. Ben had fallen in love with Ruth Langmore, and gone off his bipolar medication so that they could have a sexual relationship. This made his behaviour increasingly erratic and he escalated the feud between Ruth and Frank Jr after Frank had Ruth locked in the back of a delivery truck as payment for her throwing him over the edge of the Missouri Belle. When Navarro rivals the Lagunas gunned down Frank Jr’s men during a cash delivery to Ruth (from which she escaped because Ben and his nephew Jonah were tracking it by drone so could warn her), Frank Jr assumed Ruth had ordered the attack, and savagely beat her.

Ben spirals

Frank Jr’s attack on Ruth led to Marty severing ties with Frank Sr and the Kansas City mob, and Ben becoming seriously unwell. Having learned of the Byrde family’s money laundering, Ben crashed the launch of Wendy’s charitable foundation and publicly accused Marty of being a criminal. Wendy and Marty then had Ben committed to an institution. Ruth wanted to help Ben, and Darlene Snell wanted to hurt Wendy, so Darlene arranged for Ben to be released from the hospital by blackmailing a local cop. That left Ben on the loose, unpredictable, and with a lot of dangerous knowledge. He went to Helen’s house and told her teenage daughter Erin about her role in the cartel, which Helen denied until Erin got confirmation from Charlotte Byrde, then left to live with her father. Furious, Helen ordered Ben’s murder, but Wendy took him on the run.

On Wendy and Ben’s road trip, he repeatedly drew attention to himself, once calling the police to hand himself in, and then calling Helen to apologise. Wendy painfully realised that he was too great a liability and would put her and her children at risk if allowed to stay alive, so she turned him over to Helen’s assassin. RIP, Ben, who ended up as a pile of ashes cremated at the Byrde funeral home.

Helen exposed

Blaming Helen for his uncle Ben’s death, Jonah Byrde confronted her with a shotgun and was told that Wendy was the one who turned Ben in. 14-year-old Jonah had taken to criminality easily, and in season two used the fake ID Wendy and the kids almost escaped with previously to open bank accounts under false identities and start his own online ‘gold’ farming and money laundering racket. Charlotte on the other hand, wanted out of her family and tried to sue for emancipation before realising that there was no safe way out.

Ruth quits

Marty’s ersatz daughter Ruth also moved away from him in season three. After being hospitalised by Frank Jr, she was frustrated by Marty’s lack of response, and his disinterest in her all season. When Darlene Snell shot Frank Jr in the genitals as retribution for the attack, Ruth quit Marty’s business and went to work for Darlene’s newly resurrected poppy-growing heroin business. The season ended with Ruth, Wyatt and Three all working for Darlene (despite Wyatt having got into college by writing a killer application essay about his family’s ‘curse’). Darlene also mopped up another ex-Byrde associate by joining forces in the heroin trade with Frank Sr, to make amends for mutilating his son.

Agent Miller and the FBI audit

As well as trying to out-manoeuvre Wendy, Marty spent season three with the FBI breathing down his neck. Agent Maya Miller set up shop at the Missouri Belle casino to conduct a full audit of Marty’s businesses, knowing that he was laundering cartel money but requiring proof. Miller tried to turn Marty, offering him a deal to come and work with the FBI after serving an 18-month prison sentence. Marty at first accepts, but ultimately turns her down after he’s kidnapped by Navarro and held in his compound. Then Marty tries to bribe Miller with career-making intel on other major financial fraud. His plan was to then use that to blackmail Miller into acting in Navarro’s interests in the cartel war. Miller didn’t take the bait.

After Ben outed Helen Pierce’s criminality to her daughter, she wanted to cut the Byrdes out of the whole operation. She told Navarro they were a liability and she wanted to take over their businesses, told the Byrdes that Navarro wanted her made a co-signatory on their businesses, and then lied to the FBI, telling Trevor that Marty wanted to confess in exchange for witness protection. She planned to show Marty’s false confession to Navarro and have him kill them.

Helen terminated

The Byrdes’ plan was better. Marty used Jonah’s drone footage of the Laguna cartel’s attack on the Kansas City mob and told her how to trace it back to the Navarro rivals. Taking the Laguna cartel out of the picture, especially after they gunned down his family at the baptism of his new son, was more valuable to Navarro than anything Helen offered. He also liked Wendy’s futureproofing move into legitimate investments and the protection it offered his surviving family. Helen’s daughter knowing about her work was also an unnecessary risk, especially when she was unlikely to sacrifice Erin as Wendy Byrde had sacrificed Ben. So when the Byrdes and Helen arrived in Mexico for the rescheduled baptism, Navarro had Helen shot in front of them and welcomed them to a new era. The Byrdes were left with Helen’s considerable brains splattered all over their face, and a new role as the Navarro cartel’s primary US fixers.

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Ozark Season 4 arrives on Netflix on Friday January 21st.

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[inglourious-imagines]

Engaged - part 3 (Lewis Nixon)

Requested by: @real-fans

Summary: Wedding with the one and only, Lewis Nixon.

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Part 2 here

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"With this ring, I give you my heart, I promise from this day forward, you shall not walk alone, may my heart be your shelter, and my arms be your home."

This was it. The day was here - May 8, 1947. After the long years stucked in the war, after the never-ending pain, after all the troubles they'd gone through, their names will be linked together forever.

Y/N stood in the dressing room with a big grin set on her face, yet her hands were trembling a bit. Pictures of memories were flowing in the air in front of her and she recalled all the years spent together. The time they met for the first time speaks for itself - these two were made for each other.

Sobel stepped back a little throwing the can to another soldier. "So private Y/L/N and Lieutenant Nixon think that is a can of peaches."

Y/N glanced at the man in front of her with dark brown hair and a witty grin on his face. She couldn't resist and let out a quiet laugh. 

It seemed like an eternity ago as well as just like yesterday. This man had made her feel so many emotions that no other person had made her feel. He offered her his heart and she offered him hers. They completed the other one so perfectly - like God intended them to be together from the very beginning. They were born for each other. 

Her mind drifted to the late evening when they first admitted their feelings towards each other in front of Dick. It couldn't be more romantic, really.

Lewis suddenly stopped as a wave of realisation flew over him. He turned slowly to the female Lieutenant who was trying so hard not to burst out laughing.

"You!" Lewis pointed at her taking a few steps towards her.

"I don't regret a single thing." Y/N giggled, her eyes shining and her smile so contagious Nixon simply had to chuckle too. He couldn't stay mad at her for too long.

"God knows you're lucky that I love you so fucking much." 

And this sudden confession, those few words changed Lewis Nixon's and Y/N Y/L/N forever.

Y/N wasn't able to stop grinning like a 13-year-old teenage girl. She was the happiest she could ever be. Her look dropped to her right hand where a simple gold ring was shining and smiling back at her. She caressed it carefully as her mind treasured another great memory.

Lewis counted to three and then looked at her for a long time. He caressed her cheek gently, a smile creeping on his lips. 

"I promised myself that I'm gonna ask you something when the war's over."

"What do you mean?"

Nixon took her by her hand and kneeled down. "Y/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?"

At that moment Y/N wasn't sure if her heart can take any more happiness and excitment. But when George Luz peeked in the room and asked her "Are you ready?", she was ready to jump to the ceiling due to all the emotions flowing in her veins.

"More than I ever will be, George." Y/N smiled at her best friend as she ran towards him to embrace him in a tight hug. 

Lewis and Y/N decided that this will be a special wedding, an Easy Company wedding. Their families were invited, of course, but Y/N walked through the isle with George Luz by her side as her Man of Honour while Don Malarkey waited at the altar as her Best Man. Lewis Nixon was standing at the other side of the altar with the biggest smile possible with Dick Winters and Ronald Speirs by his side as his Best Men. And in the middle of it all, Eugene Roe was grinning from ear to ear with Bible in his hands, more than ready to wed Y/N Y/L/N and Lewis Nixon.

So there they were, standing in front of each other, holding hands, staring into each other's eyes with so much love, passion and respect. This is how it was always supposed to be.

"I, Lewis Nixon," the soldier spoke up, his voice strong and firm, "take you Y/N Y/L/N to be my future wife. I promise to be true to you in good times, in sickness and in health. I will love and honour you all the days of my life."

Lewis slid a new ring on her left ring finger so gently, Y/N barely felt him touch her. He squeezed her hand unconsciously like he never wanted to let her go.

"I, Y/N Y/L/N, take you Lewis Nixon to be my future husband. I promise to be true to you in good times, in sickness and in health. I will love and honor you all the days of my life."

An identical ring was now gracing Nix's hand too as they both intertwined fingers with their other half.

Eugene was staring at the duo lovingly, as well as every Easy Company soldier in the room. All of them felt the strong young love that was tested by the world's worst horrors and still, they both stood there - young, happy and deeply in love.

"Do you take Y/N Y/L/N as your lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?" Eugene questioned the soldier in front of him as he slowly closed the Bible in his hands.

"I do." Nixon replied without hesitation taking a few small steps towards his future wife.

"Do you take Lewis Nixon as your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?" Eugene repeated his question. Everyone in this room felt like it's just a formality that has to be done. 

Y/N stared into Lew's dark eyes for some time and the church was suddenly covered in complete silence and expectation. 

It was May 8, 1947 and the clock showed exactly 11:00am when Y/N replied to Gene's question, "I do."

[itsyourchoicedevotionals]

Self-Preparedness

“The silver is mine, and the gold is mine, declares the LORD of hosts.” Haggai 2:8ESV

As our worldwide insanity continues, we decided to buy some gold and silver. Were we ever in for a shocking surprise. Ten dollars of OLD dimes 90% silver— cost— $185— a $10 roll of dimes! (I’m shouting in disbelief.) To buy uncirculated coins of pure silver— bring a bank. Gold— untouchable— you’d best have your own mine. I’ve got several sterling necklace chains. Man said— ‘relatively little value.’ Gold necklaces— joke. Nix the idea of being wealthy and self-sustaining.

How will we take care of ourselves? Preparation is smart— unless you worship your preparedness. Trying to be completely prepared, needing no help— this is what the world is doing. Self-preparedness caused Israel immense problems, (read any of the OT prophets). Struggling with homesteading; becoming one’s own self-sufficiency? A relative informed me, his garden produced nothing significant for two years. Another relative’s first homesteading — planted a garden, going to can— just begun. What if trouble comes today? Family member bought a ninety day survival kit and water purifier for one person. Will he let others in his family starve?

What if we come down to nothing left for any family member, but a little oil, and some flour? “…he arose and went to Zarephath. …when he came to the gate of the city, behold, a widow was there gathering sticks. …he called to her and said, “Bring me a little water in a vessel, that I may drink.” …as she was going to bring it, he called to her and said, “Bring me a morsel of bread in your hand.” …she said, “As the LORD your God lives, I have nothing baked, only a handful of flour in a jar and a little oil in a jug. And now I am gathering a couple of sticks that I may go in and prepare it for myself and my son, that we may eat it and die.” …Elijah said to her, “Do not fear; go and do as you have said. But first make me a little cake of it and bring it to me, and afterward make something for yourself and your son. For thus says the LORD, the God of Israel, ‘The jar of flour shall not be spent, and the jug of oil shall not be empty, until the day that the LORD sends rain upon the earth.” 1Kings 17:10-14ESV. Sufficient food, not for picky-eaters-anonymous— at least the Lord supplied something for these three people to eat.

Following God’s instructions; working WITH Him brings abundant promises to trust in: “Trust in the Lord, and do good; so shalt thou dwell in the land, and verily thou shalt be fed. Delight thyself also in the Lord: and He shall give thee the desires of thine heart. Commit thy way unto the Lord; trust also in Him; and He shall bring it to pass. …But the meek shall inherit the earth; and shall delight themselves in the abundance of peace.” Psalm 37:3-5,11KJV “The LORD keeps you from all harm and watches over your life.” Psalm 121:7NLT “Behold, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are continually before me.” Isaiah 49:16ESV

The solution to worry; frantic preparedness; everything satan tries to trick us with is found in Philippians 4:6TPT “Don’t be pulled in different directions or worried about a thing. Be saturated in prayer throughout each day, offering your faith-filled requests before God with overflowing gratitude. Tell him every detail of your life,”

You see— He’s got the silver, gold, cattle and beasts for us, (Psalm 50:10). And He’s got our backs. We can trust Him. Will you trust Him? It’s your choice. You choose.

PRAYER: Abba Father, thank You for carrying us, giving us Your great and mighty promises. Help us to become children trusting in their Father, in Jesus the Christ’s name I pray.

by Debbie Veilleux Copyright 2021 You have my permission to reblog this devotional for others. Please keep my name with this devotional, as author. Thank you.

[jean----ralphio]

BoB liveblog ep 7

Episode 7: The Breaking Point. YEAH, OF MY FUCKING HEART

I HATE THIS EPISODE. I HATE IT WITH THE FIERY INTENSITY OF A THOUSAND BURNING SUNS.

00:00 I really don’t wanna do this you guys.

00:38 Can’t we just pretend this episode doesn’t exist?

01:22 OMFG I CAN’T ALL THE SWEET IRL MEN ARE CRYING NOOOO IT HURRRTS

04:05 RICH! Ok I feel a little better. Ahaha, he’s growing a beard. It’s got nothing on the quarantine beard he’s rocking nowadays tho

04:22 That whole scene is hilarious but I’m too distracted by Rich to appreciate it properly

05:18 Horsie

05:30 Hey Fassy

05:57 He’s so obsessed with the Luger, oh Hoob ☹

06:07 Ahhh that second where he looks into the camera and fires ☹ He’s so happy

06:31 IT’S SHIFTY MY ANGEL SON, MY ANGEL CHILD, LOOK AT HIIIIIMMMM!!!! MY BABY! I’M SO HAPPY! THIS IS THE ONLY GOOD PART OF THE EPISODE! HE’S SO HUMBLE AND PERF ILY SHIFTY

06:51 He is such a fucking angel, I swear. “What happened to the horse?” PETA would be pleased you care, baby.

07:01 Look at my son, look at his little angel face

07:27 Buck seems a little better??

07:47 Gold.

“Shut up boys.”

“Shutting up, Sarge.”

But notice my angel is perfectly well-behaved

08:00 “That was no rifle.” Shifty just Knows Things.

“What do you see, Shift?”

“Nobody out there.” HE’S JUST A BOSS SNIPER ANGEL ELF BABY OK

08:15 Oh Hoob

08:43 Oh God

09:03 ROE OMG NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR JOKES “Did you think it was a German leg, Hoob?” I MEAN LMAO BUT NO

09:33 Nooooooooooo

09:44 Oh God, the way Buck and Perco are cradling his face ☹

10:04 Husbands, do something, reincarnate him or something

10:32 Oh Dick is shivering aw

10:38 Lip, baby, no, do not cover for than incompetent POS

10:48 The husbands are unimpressed

11:39 Nice gloves tho Dike

11:57 “At present, as per usual, but I’ll clarify that with you at a later time.” No. No. He’s asking now. He needs to know now. Wtf.

12:39 IS THAT RICH??

13:12 RICH! BEARDED RICH!

13:23 I LOVE HIM SO MUCH YOU GUYS

13:26 Just gonna pause here a little while, excuse me

13:47 Lip is such a boss. We love you Lip

14:13 Bill’s laugh <3 RICH’S SMILE <333

14:48 Dick omg your flirting, so cute. They are in love.

15:20 Fassy is judging you… that means Alicia Vikander is coming for you…

15:50 Omg Nix knows his husband so well

16:24 Aw, Bill and Babe <3 BROTP

17:33 Bill, sweetie, no, I’m sorry but Buck is not fine!

17:58 Oh God the foreboding. Rich ☹ <3

18:01 WTF is Luz smoking LMAO

18:33 RIIIIICH

19:08 “Well, they had a point. You’re an idiot.” Oh Penk. I’ll miss you Penk.

19:31 UGH GTFO. To be fair the actor does a great job with this role.

20:01 Dike is so random. But it’s nice he’s taking an interest??

21:20 NIX LMAO

21:33 Ugh, Dick. Stop. I know it’s to establish a sense of normalcy and ritual but Come. On. Buddy. Lol I love how Nix is just like LMAO NO I’M NOT GOING. I wish I could just say no when asked to do things by my bosses. We know it’s cos Nix can’t bear to be apart from his husband for so long <3

22:33 Guys, don’t be mean. Fassy, no, come on.

22:53 Wtf are Penk and Rich doing…

23:05 LMAO @ Dick and Sink.

“Got to keep the morale up for the folks back home.”

“Why?”

“Damned if I know.”

Iconic. Valid.

23:34 Lol my Joe/Charlie thought he was gonna get in trouble, but Dad just wanted to nag <3

24:24 Oh Bill <3 “Tied me own boots once last week, all by meself.” <3333 Bill please never change.

24:30 Rich <3333

24:36 Riiiiichhhhhh <3

24:48 Johhny ‘unimpressed’ Martin is already looking unimpressed, new kid, watch out, you’re not off to a great start.

24:56 Rich’s helmet still has bullet holes from the last episode, love the continuity <3

25:07 “You’ll find out, son.” Oh, Alley <3

25:17 Rich is hilarious in this scene, he’s having so much fun <3

25:22 Hey Lieb, I’ve missed you

25:46 Riichhh <3

25:53 OMFG that exchange!

               “How are those nuts, sarge?”

               “Doin fine, Bill, nice of you to ask.”

               Wtf Lip!!

26:05 Bye, Fassy!

26:26 Even when he’s blurred by snow, Speirs is intimidatingly good-looking.

27:01 He’s so polite but so scary

27:23 You’re hot, Speirs, so I automatically trust you. Not sure what that says about me but it’s probably not good tbh

27:57 Joe/Charlie has been back five seconds and he’s already out for blood.

28:58 Hey Lee

30:00 Oh God

31:33 Oh no, Joe/Charlie, my baby ☹

33:39 Bill’s here, baby, it’s OK

34:10 I can’t deal with the hilarity of Babe blocked in by the tree while Joe/Charlie is in such a bad way and being done so dirty

34:56 Oh GOD

35:28 Bill </3

36:11 My thoughts exactly, Luz

36:42 Buck ☹

37:41 “Hey Joe, I told you I’d beat you back to the states.” Bill don’t me laugh while I’m crying. Aw, we’ll miss you <3

37:59 Not really the time but fuck it, I am totally digging Luz’s hair now

38:26 I’m so shook. I’ve watched this series a billion times but it still hurts me. Scene after scene, Joe/Charlie in pain, Buck screaming for a medic, God Neal and Kirk are so good.

39:18 Oh God, Buck

40:00 Rich I love you

40:44 Rich <3 ☹

41:22 Noooooooo </3

41:44 No. No. NO.

41:59 NO. NOPE. CANON NOT ACCEPTED. They’re fine. They’re fine, they’re just off-screen for the rest of the series, chillin with Hoob and Renee on like a nice beach somewhere. Drinking maitais and maragaritas and building sandcastles and shit.

44:00 Hit Malarkey the hardest? NO FUCKING WAY, LIP, HIT ME THE HARDEST, MORE LIKE! But in all seriousness, can you imagine losing your friends, not having a body to bury or time to grieve ugh ☹ </3 OK I concede that Malarkey and I can share the grief 50/50. No wait. 60/40. In favour of me.

45:15 Malark, it’s what Hoob would have wanted. I’d ask him but he’s busy sunbathing and keeping the drinks topped up

46:57 We love you Buck

47:14 Bull <3

47:43 Lieb <333

48:10 Hang on, sweetie, Dad isn’t back yet

48:50 It’s OK, Lip, sweetie, you can do it.

49:38 Lip, listen to me, your Dad’s going to fix everything in about ten, fifteen minutes. And he’ll get you a hot boyfriend in the process. It’s all going to be OK.

50:05 Dick, honey, Dike doesn’t understand a thing you’re saying

50:25 Dike’s like lol who the fuck was that guy?

51:17 Lieb is so blood-thirsty <3

51:23 DON’T STOP RUNNING, IDIOT. NEVER STOP RUNNING! THE REST OF US LEARNT THAT IN THE FIRST EPISODE! GOD!

51:40 WTF ARE YOU DOING, YOU FUCKING WASTE OF OXYGEN

52:09 Poor Lee

52:22 NO, FUCK, OMG

53:14 Don’t send my Lee alone!

53:33 Bull. A cigar. Right now? I like Johnny’s beard, suits him.

54:13 “THEY SHOT ME IN MY ASS, BOYS!” Aw Perco. Iconic.

54:36 Legit one of my fave scenes in the history of television. Dick is just so beside himself and desperate and helpless watching his sons stuck and in so much trouble. He’s in full Dad mode, about to run in there to save his boys. Then, and this is so subtle but it’s my fave bit, HE CUTS OFF SINK. HE IGNORES/SPEAKS OVER SINK. DICK! SPEAKS! OVER! SINK! IN WHAT UNIVERSE WOULD HE EVER DO THAT?! ON WHAT PLANET WOULD HE EVER BE SO DISRESPCTFUL?! THIS ONE, COS HIS SONS NEED HIM NOW AND BEING POLITE AND ADHERRING TO PRINCIPLE AND RANK DOESN’T FUCKING MATTER WHEN EASY IS IN TROUBLE! AND THEN HE CALLS UP OUR BOY SPEIRS. AND SPEIRS IS SO FUCKING GUNG-HO, BOUNCING ABOUT READY TO SLAUGHTER EVERYONE, SO FUCKIN EXCITED!!

And then there’s Nix, lmao, chillin with his binoculars, super relaxed as long as his husband stays safe, tbh.

55:06 Oh that was the new boy, aw

55:12 BOSS BAMF ICONIC WE STAN

55:20 Here you go, Lip, one BF courtesy of your Dad lol

55:48 Oh GOD I MISS RICH

56:24 LMFAO was that the haystack Dike was behind??

57:00 I.C.O.N.I.C.

57:23 “The astounding thing was, that after he hooked up with I company, he came back.” Annnnnd Lip’s in love.

57:49 Aw happy boys

58:09 Noooooo they’ve been through enough! I’VE BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH THIS EPISODE OK, FUCK!

58:23 Go on, my angel son, you can do it.

58:36 Go, son. I love you.

58:43 Yes. Good boy.

59:26 Aw Bull piggybacking Perco <3

1:00:23 Oh yay! The church scene!

1:00:39 Look at my angel son <3

1:00:48 Hey Lieb

1:00:54 IT’S TAB! HEY TAB!

1:01:09 Babe <3 GRANT <3

1:01:29 Ahahaha Roe, I see you strategically placed yourself where you could stare at Babe 😉

1:01:59 Only 63 men left? Oh </3

1:02:00 Ahh Joe/Charlie <3 Bill <3 We love and miss you

1:02:20 RICH <333333 I LOVE YOU RICH <3333333 GOODBYE RICH <333333333333

1:02:39 Fuck Speirs is hot

1:02:53 The flirting <3 shooting looks at each other aw

1:03:09 Boys, stop checking each other out. You’re literally in a church full of nuns, go somewhere else to expend your sexual tension, jeez.

1:03:41 Flirting via talk of Roman soldiers, I dig it

1:04:28 Oh God, guys, this bit. Other than the propensity of my angel son, compared to usual, this is the only good part of the episode, I am here for the Speirton!

               “You don’t have any idea who I’m talking about, do you?” HIS FACE IS SO SOFT

               “No, Sir.” Lip, sweetie.

               “Hell, it was you, first sergeant.”

Speirs’ is in love right back. And his continued flirting re battlefield commission GOD. The way he looks at Lip… you deserve the hottest guy in the whole show, Lip, proud of you sweetie.

1:06:48 Annnnnd everything fucking hurts.

 To summarise, I am kinda appeased by the glorious glory that is Spierton. Rich and Penk and Hoob and Renee are FINE. THEY JUST SO HAPPEN TO BE OFF-SCREEN. IT’S FINE. I’M FINE ABOUT IT.

[spring-picnics]

miss you so much bb 💌 how have you been?

ive missed you too love 💗💗💗 sorry i dont answer my asks that quick, but feel free to message me! how have you been???

[sounddrive]

What’s Next For The Tower?

A/N: Thanks go to @space-time-nomad​​ for providing the first stepping stone in this little addition to their headcanon/fan theory.

Obviously, major major major spoilers for The Arcana: A Mystic Romance across all routes—especially the fate of a certain LI in several endings of the main 3’s—and events transpiring within Muriel’s The Moon chapter. You’ve been warned.

To begin, this is about The Tower card of Asra’s tarot deck:

[Image Description: An upright, rectangular image—with rounded corners—of Nix Hydra’s visual interpretation of The Tower from classic tarot.

It shows a card with a pale gold bordering around an image of a dark blue elk, shown from the neck up.

Facing to the left, one eye is shown. It’s a circle colored in a muted gold. The elk’s mouth is open, showing its teeth. The animal is covered in red beetles seeming to be scurrying up from its neck to their head. The elk’s pointed antlers are being incinerated to ash from a fire that’s burning around it.

In the background is a tower, crumbling as it’s struck by lightning. A swarm of red spirals out from a dark window, curling around and around the tower. The trail of red leads to the elk.

At the bottom center of the card is XVI in pale gold lettering and bordered in black; the roman numeral for 16. The Tower is the 16th card of the Major Arcana. End of image description].

O*O*O

The following screenshots are from space-time-nomad on a discord server we’re both on.

[Image Descriptions:

Screenshot One: Guys I just realized The tower in The Tower’s realm isn’t The Tower Arcana The deer on the card is

Screenshot Two: But Vulgora killed them Or injured them

Screenshot Three: You know how Valdemar took over Death’s realm and weakened Death? What if Vulgora did something similar In the Tower card the deer is on fire Much like Lucio And is being swarmed by red beetles Which are also swarming the tower in the background

Screenshot Four: Vulgora defeated the true Tower Arcana and took over their realm That’s why there was so much corruption in Vesuvia Because without the Tower to bring about change by any means necessary And without the Real Death Arcana to facilitate change in general It left the world stuck in a perpetual state of conflict and corruption Holy shit someone needs to go save The Tower Arcana

End of image descriptions].

O*O*O

With all of this in mind, it occurred to me that Vulgora had met the same fate as Lucio did in both of Asra’s endings and Julian/Nadia’s reversed endings: shadowy limbs dragging them out of existence.

The Tower is still a Major Arcana: there needs to be a Tower within that realm or else the effects would echo into the physical plane. Devil!Lucio is doing that much damage within Muriel's route as of The Moon, as is.

Who would be the next candidate to be Tower, if Vulgora truly weakened their predecessor to the point of no return?

I may be reaching a bit here, but what if the peryton known as The Heart of the Forest is the one to enter that role? In Muriel’s route to say the least, it would be fitting.

[shiveringpinkala]

3 & 4 :)

Hello Anon! I went to bed early last night, so I don’t know when you sent this - if it’s been a while, I apologize. 🥺 It’s a long post; so buckle in folks. I’m also going to preface this with the fact that fandom drama tends to sail over my head; so if there’s anything controversial about these fics - I don’t about it; let me know if you’ve heard something.

3. Are there any fics that inspired you to write what you do?

So many! I could talk about fanfics I’ve read in various fandoms that made me want to write fic of my own for hours. But - for the sake of your boredom and soul - I’ll keep it as brief as possible. In the broad sense of fic writing, there’s a couple of stories that really stuck with me:

Written By the Victors by Speranza (Stargate Atlantis, McShep)

       - It’s an long read (50,000+ words), but it completely changed my idea of what fic could be. It was written really early on in canon, so it’s totally debunked now, but it’s an AU that reads like an actual historic account. I actually stopped a couple times in my initial read because I genuinely had to take a step back and de-immerse myself from it. I read it as a teenager, before I even thought about writing any fic of my own, and it’s still my gold standard. To write something that affects someone else the way that affected me. 

Anything Worth Dying For by waldorph (Supernatural, Destiel)

        - Another long read (30,000+), but one of my favorites. It was written before the 5th season aired (so, in short hand: when the show was still great and the fandom hadn’t turned into the ridiculous bullshit quagmire much of it is today) and in my heart of hearts, I’ve always been kind of disappointed that it isn’t canon. It’s style is similar to WBtV (I have a type, clearly), but also completely different? I read it not long after I read WBtV and between the two, I began writing.

What things we have heard together by jouissant & Post-War Dreaming by Muccamukk (Band of Brothers, Winnix)

        - As for the HBO War fandom; these are the two series that inspired me the write. There are a plethora of great stories in fandom, but these are the almost the first I read and they are essentially the same concept, but done in different ways with different tones. (Post-war Dick and Nix getting their mostly happy ending).

4. Link your three favorite fics right now. 

the long bright dark by captainkilly/@basilone (Band of Brothers, Speirs/Grant)

        - It’s brand new and a WiP, but the first chapter was effing amazing and I expect the rest will be as well considering the author. A god/goddesses are real and interfere AU (kinda), Speirs is touched by War. And I am all over this. Also Eva is lovely to talk too and deserves your love and praise.

Lead Me to the Gallows Verse by Hazel_Athena (Mag 7 2016, Varaday)

        - So, I’m weird in that I rarely read fic from the fandoms I’m writing for at the moment (not including if a story is recc’ed to me or I see it in on my dash) as a kind of self-motivator to finish the project. You can read when you’re done or whatever. So. I went back to reading other fandoms while I work on The Bastard Sons, and The Magnificent Seven (2016) was one. This series was fantastic. I love Faraday and Vasquez’s relationship and frankly, all of Hazel_Athena’s stories are top-notch with great characterization, but this holds a special place for me.

Sins of the Father by Lydia_Gastrell (Hannibal, Will/Frederick)

         - Hear me out. First, I love Raul Esparza, so jot that down. And because of that I could never hate Chilton the way I should’ve. I love the show Hannibal, but - and I know this is unpopular/shocking/blasphemy - I’m not a fan of Hannigram. I get it, but I’m so...to be frank I want better for Will. I want him to be not Completely Fucked Up. To fight his Demons and win for once. This story is if Chilton had gotten the fuck over himself, turned over a new leaf and Changed after the near death experience (the second one. where he was shot.) and Hannibal was caught. So, Season 3 didn’t happen, basically. The writing is superb, the case fic underlining the whole thing is great and everyone’s IC for it being an AU. It’s a WiP and I have no idea if it’ll ever be updated (though, I will say that the writer works slowly and worth the wait), but what’s there I love.

Wow. That got really wordy. Sorry all. (And it took, like, over an hour to write, good god, where does the time go?) Thank you again, Anon! I do love gushing about recs and such. 😊💙💜 (As a side note: did I use affect correctly? Probably not; I’ve been speaking this language my whole life and I hate it.)

[quietya]

31 Days of quietYA with your Mod: Asexual YA

While I do keep a running list of books with asexual main characters (which you can find here), it’s a long list and a little unwieldy and sometimes I fall behind on it. So, here’s a list of JUST the YA books that are already out or coming out in 2020. It’s likely incomplete because I’m not a perfect person and I can’t guarantee all of the representation is great, but everyone’s asexuality looks different so YMMV!

Ultraviolet by R.J. Anderson (Ace character is a side character in book one, main character in sequel) The Ninth Life by Taylor B. Barton (2020) Secondhand Origin Stories by Lee Blauersouth Angel Radio by A.M. Blaushild Summer Bird Blue by Akemi Dawn Bowman Stranger by Rachel Manija Brown and Sherwood Smith Running with the Pack by A.M. Burns and Caitlin Ricci Plastic Wings by C.T. Callahan Assassins: Discord by Erica Cameron (Ace MC in book 2) Deadly Sweet Lies by Erica Cameron Taken by Chance by Erica Cameron and Lani Woodland (Demisexual side character, confirmed in book 3, MC in book 4) The Clinic by Charlie Care The Path to Dawn by Miri Castor Fourth World by Lyssa Chiravari Emergency Contact by Mary H.K. Choi Immoral Code by Lillian Clark I’ve Been Looking for You by Jennifer Dean Brightly Burning by Alexa Donne The Sound of Stars by Alechia Dow (2020) Daughter of the Burning City by Amanda Foody The Second Mango by Shira Glassman After I Wake by Emma Griffiths The Last Chronomancer by Reilyn J. Hardy At the Edge of the Universe by Shaun David Hutchinson The State of Us by Shaun David Hutchinson (2020) Have You Seen Luis Velez? by Catherine Ryan Hyde Technically, You Started It by Lana Wood Johnson The Afterward by E.K. Johnston Dare Mighty Things by Heather Kaczynski No More Heroes by Michelle Kan If It Makes You Happy by Claire Kann Let’s Talk About Love by Claire Kann The Beast of Callaire by Saruuh Kelsey That’s Not What Happened by Kody Keplinger Six Angry Girls by Adrienne Kisner (2020) Not Your Sidekick by C.B. Lee (Ace MC in Book 2 and 3) The Lady’s Guide to Petticoats and Piracy by Mackenzi Lee Sawkill Girls by Claire Legrand Elatsoe by Darcie Little Badger and Rovina Cai (2020) The Spy with the Red Balloon by Katherine Locke We Awaken by Calista Lynne Interface by Lucy Mihajlich Belle Révolte by Linsey Miller (2020) Before I Let Go by Marieke Nijkamp Sabriel by Garth Nix (Ace MC in Clariel) This Song is (Not) for You by Laura Nowlin Sea Foam and Silence by Lynn E. O’Connacht Feather by Feather and Other Stories by Lynn E. O’Connacht Tash Hearts Tolstoy by Kathryn Ormsbee Loveless by Alice Oseman (2020) Radio Silence by Alice Oseman Sandry’s Book by Tamora Pierce The Princess and the Fangirl by Ashley Poston Seven Ways We Lie by Riley Redgate Railhead by Philip Reeve (Character comes out in Book 2) Miles Away From You by A.B. Rutledge The Big Box of Post-Collapse Fun by Rachel Sharp A Word and a Bullet by Rachel Sharp Scavenge the Stars by Tara Sim (2020) Hullmetal Girls by Emily Skrutskie Beneath the Citadel by Destiny Soria Switchback by Danika Stone Beyond the Black Door by AdriAnne Strickland Tarnished Are the Stars by Rosiee Thor This Flame of Gold by Emily Victoria (2020) Afterworlds by Scott Westerfeld

[caracalfeather]

WARNING- Cats and Birds is a mob AU fanfiction of the Arcana game, and is not meant for young audiences and is not meant to offend anyone. Some writing choices were made so characters are out of their canon way of acting and thinking. Please do not be offended by character choices made by the authors and content creators, this story was made for fun and in the way we wanted it to be. The story was not hijacked by any of the authors to make any ships or characters overshadow any other. All content contained in this story has been agreed upon and accepted by all parties in it’s creation.

TW- Cats and Birds contains scenes that may not be suitable with some readers, including themes of violence, smoking/drug use, sex, cursing and various other strong themes. Special warnings for scenes will be posted with chapters. Proceed with caution and Reader’s discretion is advised.

7

Rose looked over and smiled "Hey. You wanna go dancing tonight? There's a club that just opened downtown." She walked over and hugged his arm "I...I wanna go out on a normal date tonight."

“That sounds like fun!” He smiled, “what’s the name of the club, I’ll try and swindle is some VIP access if you’d like” he winked at her and kissed her cheek.

"White Feather, I think." She blushed and smiled, nuzzling his chest "It's supposed to be a truce spot for many mobs."

“So it’s in The Gray Zone?” He looked at her curiously. Knowing that it used to be his territory, but many other mobs had their eyes on it. Everyone was just holding their breath, seeing which family would claim it first.

"I think so. It's perfect for a night of peace for Just us." She purred and kissed his neck.

“Perfect.” He smirked,”a night of peace would be lovely. Let’s go get drunk off our asses.” He laughed wrapping his arms around her.

"Actually… I just wanted a night were we don't get black out drunk… like...a normal date?" She blushed and fidgeted with her shirt slightly, like she was embarrassed.

Julian nodded, “we can also do that. Let me just get my coat and we’ll go” he kissed her cheek.

She walked to her room to change, pocketing a revolver just in case as she slipped into a short red dress that hugged her curves, humming softly.

Julian entered her room, dressed and looking fine. “Ah! There she is! You look beautiful.” He purred.

Rose smiled and blushed “Nadia gave me the dress. Can you zip me up?” She turned around and bit her lip.

He nodded and took hold of the zipper. It was stuck for just a moment as he started to pull, but it sailed smoothly up her back the rest of the way. Julian squeezed her ass and walked towards the door.

She squealed and swatted his hand with a laugh “Ilya devorak! You perv!” Rose teased and followed him out to the car.

Julian chuckled, he didn’t regret his decision. “You want to drive? Or do I have the honor?” He asked with a smile rubbing a stray bullet hole in the car’s side.

“I'll let you, it's always fun when you drive.” Rose smiled and kissed his neck, getting in the passenger’s side.

“As you wish!” He shook the keys that jangled around his long fingers, he started the car up and pulled out of the garage. “Now where exactly is the ‘White Feather’?”

“Nix street by the Old theater downtown.” She smiled and looked out the window, plenty of families were enjoying the evening air. She smiled at the sight of couples with their children and pets.

Julian made sure not to cause any trouble. Although he did run a few red lights. He watched the names of the street carefully and turned to the right one, the tall theater welcoming crowds. Not far from it, the club was electric! Lines of people hearing to get in and drown their sorrows. Julian parked the car and got out. He opened the door for Rose, “this must be the place. The lines are packed!”

“It is brand new!” She smiled, fixing her hair and taking his arm “Shall we show off for the cameras?” She nodded to the line of paparazzi near the door, roped off from the crowd.

“You can show off to your heart’s content my love!” Julian chuckled, “however I can’t go with you. I’m technically not supposed to even be in The Gray Zone. But you can go on ahead.” He pulled a pair of shades from his pocket and put them on. He looked ridiculous, shades on top of the eyepatch. Luckily his hair covered his bad eye enough.

Rose snorted and kissed his cheek “I'll meet you inside. Grab a booth for us?” She walked over and was immediately crowded with cameras and questions. She put on a flirtatious attitude and made the media swoon.

Julian did as he was told, he even swindled a group of young women to surrender their VIP accesses. Julian found them a booth in the reserved lounge, the live band in the lounge played softly as the “sophisticated” guests drank. While the real party happened out in the club’s main room. The faint bop of a bass could still be heard.

After a few minutes, rose entered the club, swaying her hips as she walked. A few men, probably from upper hollywood by the look of their clothes, trailed her, cat calling and whistling as she winked at them.

He saw Rose and waved her over, with a cocky grin. “I told you I could swindle us a good spot”

“How the hell did you get VIP tickets?” She looked at him, slightly shocked and sat down, glancing at the men.

“I have my ways.” He winked, the band starting to play a little louder as a smooth love song filled the room.

Rose swayed softly to the music, humming as the ordered drinks and watched the band “This is so nice.”

He nodded, “it reminds me of the lounge I used to have.” He leaned out of his seat looking around at the dark interior.

“You used to have a lounge?” She smiled, waving at a few guys as they passed and looked at ilya.

He leaned in close to her, “I used to be just like you. The Grey Area? It used to be mine.”

“Woah? No shit?!’ She smiled “I knew the Morganason’s had their eyes on this place but I didn't ever know someone already had this place once!”

“Didn’t we meet at the Peace Gala?” He boggled his mind, everyone was wearing masks, but if anyone was underneath a cat mask looking powerful then it had to have been Rose. “I provided the….entertainment. I brought my best jazz band and singers.”

“Right! I remember some very pretty singers. But i'll admit i was a little drunk that night while pulme handled the diplomacy shit.” She giggled and sipped her margherita.

Julian changed the subject, “well….now you know where all of my ‘experience’ came from” he sipped his whiskey glass averting his gaze until the memory fled his mind.

Rose glanced at him and stood, offering her hand “Come on darling. We don't need to think about the past when the present is perfect.” She smiled, her eyes sweet.

He took it with a smile, “right.”

She led him into the crowd, swaying against his chest as the music got louder. She was getting looks from different guys.

Julian growled at the onlookers, dipping Rose and kissing her softly.

She groaned into the kiss, pausing as the band began to play ‘La vie en Rose’, shifting the mood to smoothing a little more romantic.

He chuckled and started to softly sing the words in fluent French. His eyes full of love as they continued to sway.

“I forget that you speak french.” She blushed, leaning her head on his shoulder “It's very sexy.”

Julian smirked, “I know a lot of languages ma amour.” He twirled her and pulled her against his chest, “Even I think that’s sexy, I could say the nastiest thing to you and you wouldn’t even know it.”

She blushed and nuzzled his neck “Querida eres tan escandalosa~” next to them a young man was walking by. He looked like the definition of a spoiled child. He gave rose’s ass a squeeze as he walked away from them, making her gasp and squeak.

“Darling” Julian growled, “you brought your gun right?” He pressed his head against her ear, watching the punk. How dare he.

She nodded, shifting slightly and putting the gun into his hand and hid her face against him. She felt extremely uncomfortable.

“I’ll be back.” He breathed into her ear. Watching the best as he slipped into a back exit. He followed the kid outside and was ready to teach the punk a lesson when he discovered that there were several other men waiting for him. Julian fired the revolver in the air as a warning and pointed it back at the men.

The men ducked, looking back at him in shock. The punk pulled out his own gun and cocked an eyebrow “AYE? YOU GOT A PROBLEM RAT?”

“Actually I do! And your dirty hands were all over MY WOMAN.” He spat, “so back off.”

“What? Are you protective over a slut?” He laughed and shrugged “Judging by that dress you paid pretty well for her.” Looking at him now, a gold ram’s head was on his jacket, he was one of Antonio’s goons. Clearly his dumbest.

“That ‘SLUT’ can cut you to pieces with the mere flick of her wrist.” Seeing the emblem, Julian rolled his eyes, “what are you jack asses doing all the way down here?”

“Scouting the king’s new terf. He’s decided to expand his terf.” One of them scoffed. The punk laughed “Go back to your whore old bird. Before you start a war down here.”

Julian spat at their feet. “Last chance boys. Before the Cat comes and rips you to shreds.” He completely ignored their comment. Trying to hold on to the lie that he wasn’t The Black Raven, “the Raven died 3 years ago, and this is a Gray Area.”

“You think that’ll stop Antonio?” The biggest laughed as the punk turned to go back inside “THe terf’s been free game for years now.”

“Not if I have a say in it.” He muttered under his breath, “why don’t you boys run home and tell your boss that if he wants the turf so bad then he should come here himself and claim it.”

The punk slipped back into the door as one of the men grumbled “Why do you care? You ain't a cop. And clearly not important to the mob families.” He growled and cocked his gun “You have something to do with the Raven?”

“No, I just know he died.” He sneered, looking at the door. He hopped Rose had heard his warning, he could use some back up. “You all know this, he was shot in your next of kin families.”

“Yeah i remember. Had no girl, no kids. Have no idea how the hell he managed here.” The guy huffed, inside the club a gunshot was fired, muted under the music. Rose stepped outside, throwing a dead punk onto the ground and cleaning her gun with a huff.

“Ah just in time.” Julian smirked, “a little help here Kitty Kat.” His gaze was sharp and he looked between the men.

“Sorry I'm late doll. Had a pest groping me again.” She kissed his cheek and looked at the men “What's this?”

“Looks like Antonio wants to take The Gray Area.” Julian scoffed, slinging an arm around her waist.

“Oh well that just won't do.” Rose looked at the men and aimed her gun “Shall we reduce the pest problem?”

Julian smirked and cocked his gun, “with pleasure my dear.”

8

The night echoed with Gunshots, and when they went quiet, Rose walked back to the car, cleaning her gun.

“Well….so much for 3 years without an instance.” Julian sighed, he opened the door for her. “And so much for a peaceful night.”

Rose shrugged and sighed “It's fine. It was interesting.” On the way home she put her hand on his thigh, squeezing softly as he drove.

Julian eyed her with a smirk, “I forgot how much danger turns you on.” He chuckled, “should I be afraid when we get home?”

“Depends on how much you fight for dominance tonight.” She pawed his crotch and purred, kissing his neck.

He flinched, “ohhh….so that’s how it’s going to be is it now?”

She didn't answer, simply working marks into his neck as they pulled into the garage. As they stopped she smiled “Maybe you can do what you were dreaming about the other day.”

Julian blushed, “ah ha…..well….in that case…” he was about to finish his thought, but he just couldn't. He just grabbed Rose’s jaw roughly and kissed her.

She moaned, pushing him against the wall and tearing his shirt open slightly.

He grabbed her wrists and pinned her down biting her neck.

Growling, she slipped a knee between his legs, rubbing his bulge.

Julian moaned, his grip loosening for a moment as he trailed kisses up her neck before kissing her deeply.

She groaned, yanking his hair back before growling “Let's take this to one of our rooms.”

“Mine or yours?” He purred, squeezing her breast.

“Yours is closer.” she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist, marking his collar bone.

Julian carried her to his room and shut the door tossing her onto the bed as he scrambled to free himself from his shirt.

She stripped from her dress then helped him strip. Moaning at the sight of him, she flipped him under her legs.

He ran his hands down her body, his eyes memorizing every curve.

Rose pushed him down, grinding against his cock and moaning “I-Ilya~” Her voice was sweet, almost a little higher than usual.

His vision blurred as he closed his eyes, his hands gripping her hips, it was all too familiar. As he was caught in the heat of passion he felt himself remembering a different time. And soon Rose’s skin was porcelain white and she had returned to him. His hands trailed up her back waiting for the same shiver, the same whimper.

Rose did shiver, slipping him inside of her with a loud moan. She threw her head back, adjusting to him.

“Mmmmph…..you’re always so tight darling…~” he moaned his hips bucking into her. Hoping to make her jump or squeal. She didn’t take over often, but he was allowing her to this time. She had been so good when he left to take care of some other thugs.

She gasped, starting to slam her hips down as she rode him, clawing his chest “Ilya! Gods!”

Julian was snapped back into reality, a loud purr in his throat. I guess getting rid of her wasn’t working. He was running out of options. He laced his fingers in Rose’s hair and pulled.

She whined, rutting her hips against him. Her voice was starting to blend with a familiar memory as she gasped, eyes tearing up.

“Fuck...my star…” he moaned, he was close, which meant she wasn’t far from coming herself.

Rose gulped at the new nickname, quickly finishing herself off with a sharp buck, moaning.

Julian filled her with his cum. Sloppily thrusting into her as he rode out his orgasm. His mind was as confused and clouded as it was a week ago.

Rose dropped next to him, passing out with a shiver as she didn't even bother to clean herself up.

He ran his hands through his hair. He was in trouble if he couldn’t find a new way to get rid of the past. The barking started up again outside and Julian groaned rolling over and cuddling against Rose.

[lost-in-books94]

Reading Log 2020

Oh my gosh, how can I forget to do a reading log??? 

Here we go again...

1) Little Women- Louisa May Alcott (re-read)

2) The Secret History- Donna Tartt (re-read) 

3) Angel Mage- Garth Nix

4) A Heart So Fierce and Broken- Brigid Kemmerer

5) Red, White & Royal Blue- Casey McQuiston (re-read)

6) Heartstopper: Volume One- Alice Oseman

7) Heartstopper: Volume Two- Alice Oseman

8) The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue- Mackenzi Lee

9) Captive Prince- C.S. Pacat

10) Heartstopper: Volume Three- Alice Oseman

11) The Last Nude- Ellis Avery

12) Our Dark Duet- V.E. Schwab

13) The Tenant of Wildfell Hall- Anne Bronte

14) The Devouring Gray- Christine Lynn Herman (re-read) 

15) Even the Darkest Stars- Heather Fawcett (re-read)

16) House of Earth and Blood- Sarah J. Maas

17) Pride and Prejudice- Jane Austen (re-read)

18) The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms- N.K. Jemisin 

19) The Midnight Lie- Marie Rutkoski

20) The Mime Order- Samantha Shannon

21) Havenfall- Sara Holland

22) The Priory of the Orange Tree- Samantha Shannon (re-read) 

23) The City We Became- N.K. Jemisin 

24) All the Wandering Light- Heather Fawcett

25) The Song Rising- Samantha Shannon

26) Villette- Charlotte Bronte 

27) The Beautiful- Renee Ahdieh

28) The Shadows Between Us- Tricia Levenseller

29) The Deck of Omens- Christine Lynn Herman

30) Aurora Rising- Amie Kaufman & Jay Kristoff (re-read)

31) Wicked Saints- Emily A. Duncan

32) Heart of Iron- Ashley Poston

33) Becoming- Michelle Obama

34) A Short History of Nearly Everything- Bill Bryson

35) Aurora Burning- Amie Kaufman & Jay Kristoff 

36) The Cruel Prince- Holly Black (re-read) 

37) The Wicked King- Holly Black (re-read)

38) The Queen of Nothing- Holly Black (re-read)

39) The Nicomachean Ethics- Aristotle 

40) The Scarlet Letter- Nathaniel Hawthorne

41) The Princess Diarist- Carrie Fisher 

42) Moonscript- H.S.J. Williams

43) Nevernight- Jay Kristoff (re-read) 

44) Godsgrave- Jay Kristoff (re-read)

45) Anna Karenina- Leo Tolstoy 

46) Darkdawn- Jay Kristoff (re-read)

47) Wishful Drinking- Carrie Fisher

48) Frankenstein- Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

49) A Room with a View- E.M. Forster

50) The Court of Miracles- Kester Grant

51) Jo & Laurie- Margaret Stohl & Melissa de la Cruz 

52) Lady Susan- Jane Austen

53) A Little Life- Hanya Yanagihara

54) No One Is Too Small to Make A Difference- Greta Thunberg

55) Mansfield Park- Jane Austen

56) We Rise: Speeches by Inspirational Black Women- Amanda Meadows, Barbara Jordan, Condoleezza Rice et al. 

57) Falling Kingdoms- Morgan Rhodes

58) Daughter of Smoke and Bone- Laini Taylor

59) Crime and Punishment- Fyodor Dostoyevsky

60) Mythos: The Greek Myths Retold- Stephen Fry

61) The Archived- V.E. Schwab

62) The Unbound- V.E. Schwab

63) Good Omens- Terry Pratchett & Neil Gaiman (re-read)

64) The Southern Book Club’s Guide to Slaying Vampires- Grady Hendrix

65) War and Peace- Leo Tolstoy 

66) White Fragility- Robin DiAngelo & Michael Eric Dyson

67) The Damned- Renee Ahdieh 

68) Northanger Abbey- Jane Austen

69) Hamlet- William Shakespeare 

70) The Master and Margarita- Mikhail Bulgakov

71) The Good Immigrant- Nikeh Shukla etc. 

72) The Picture of Dorian Gray- Oscar Wilde

73) Shockaholic- Carrie Fisher 

74) Feminists Don’t Wear Pink and Other Lies- Scarlett Curtis etc 

75) The Umbrella Academy, Vol 2: Dallas- Gerard Way & Gabriel Ba

76) The People in the Trees- Hanya Yanagihara

77) Out of Orange- Cleary Wolters

78) Rebecca- Daphne du Maurier

79) The Umbrella Academy, Vol 3: Hotel Oblivion- Gerard Way & Gabriel B

80) City of Bones- Cassandra Clare (re-read) 

81) The Sandman- Neil Gaiman & Dirk Maggs (audiobook) 

82) Much Ado About Nothing- William Shakespeare 

83) Gideon the Ninth- Tamsyn Muir

84) The Soul of a Man Under Socialism- Oscar Wilde

85) De Profundis- Oscar Wilde 

86) A Brief History of Time: From the Big Bang to Black Holes- Stephen Hawking

87) The Lost Book of the White- Cassandra Clare & Wesley Chu

88) City of Ashes- Cassandra Clare

89) Mortal Engines- Philip Reeve

90) City of Glass- Cassandra Clare

91) City of Fallen Angels- Cassandra Clare

92) Predator’s Gold- Philip Reeve

93) City of Lost Souls- Cassandra Clare

94) City of Heavenly Fire- Cassandra Clare

95) Infernal Devices- Philip Reeve

96) The Catcher in the Rye- J.D. Salinger

97) Murder on the Orient Express- Agata Christie 

98) Clockwork Angel- Cassandra Clare

99) Fire and Fury: Michael Wolff

100) Clockwork Prince- Cassandra Clare

101) Clockwork Princess- Cassandra Clare

102) The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue- V.E. Schwab 

103) The Bane Chronicles- Cassandra Clare

104) Midnight Sun- Stephenie Meyer 

105) The Bell Jar- Sylvia Plath

106) Heroes:Mortals and Monsters, Quests and Adventures- Stephen Fry

107) Harrow the Ninth- Tamsyn Muir

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