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I like my coffee the way I like my women, I don’t like coffee
I like my tea the way I like my men, I don’t like tea
I like alcohol the way I like my enbies, I don’t drink
I like my damascus steel swords the way I like my hot chocolate, I love hot chocolate
#I like my coffee the way I like...#ace#aroace#other damascus bladed weapons are also good#if it's very pretty/well made it doesn't even need to be damascus#or if the pattern is good it doesn't even need to be a weapon#swords#damascus steel
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Kinktober Day Seven, Sex Toys
Hey, warning! Smut under here with sex toys, monster fucking, face fucking, and (implied?) orgasm denial. Enjoy!
It had been a lovely day. Ace had finally managed to clean the entirety of their hideout, did some work on the garden, practiced, and now he was happily drying his hair as he pulled it out of the sink with a low hum. No distractions, no problems that needed to be solved. Just a simple day where he’d been allowed to catch up on all the things he’d been dying to get done. And the best part? The entire time, he’d been playing a little game with Damascus.
It was simple, really. He’d happened to stop by a sex shop during his last trip into town and picked himself up a few things, and now the pair were wandering about the house as if nothing was going on. Aside from the times that Damascus would activate the vibrator attached to the tip of Ace’s cock. At first, the Demon had wanted to try them out in a more public space, but he’d managed to convince him otherwise with the offer of being able to pin him down to a nearby surface at any point without the worry about getting fucked over by someone spotting them.
Ace had also picked up a cock ring, which Damascus had been wearing for a while now as he watched the redhead move about his day. The first time he’d turned it on, the Witch had been in the middle of trying to clean one of the windows. He’d nearly fallen over from the sudden burst of pleasure that shot through his hips, only to groan and yell at the man when it ended a few short seconds later.
That was how it had gone for the majority of the day, but now? Now Ace had nothing to do. Rolling up the gigantic sleeves of the Demon’s shirt he’d chosen to wear so his movements weren’t as restricted in his tight pants, he turned and wandered over to the living room where he had last left his Familiar.
“Damascus?” The man grunted as Ace rounded the couch, snickering at the sight before him. The larger man was slowly dragging his hand up and down his leaking cock, sweat on the side of his face as he stared up at the redhead. “I’m done,” he hummed quietly, climbing onto the couch only to grasp onto the ring around Damascus’s member and teasingly turning it around. How many times had he removed it just to cum? He was practically purring at the idea of the man red-faced as he imagined pounding away into Ace instead of fucking into his hand just for a little bit of relief. What if-
With a sudden click from the remote in Damascus’s free hand, the vibrator on Ace was buzzing to life once again. He screamed from the sudden stimulation, falling back against the couch as his hips bucked up into the air. “D-D-!” He felt the large man shift, then the Demon’s cock was down his throat with his hands in that thick red hair as he forced his head back and forth. He wasn’t even speaking, animalistic growls escaping the Familiar as he used Ace’s head like a fleshlight. The Witch’s eyes glazed over, seeing spots in his fuzzy vision as he felt the intensity of the vibrator go up a few notches. The pain on his scalp was only helping him as he gradually leaned into it. His nose was brushing the cock ring before Damascus released with a frustrated groan.
“Fuck this,” he declared, ripping the ring off as his member leaked precum down onto Ace’s cheek.
“Oh thank God- Please, Damascus, please-” Now it was the Witch’s turn, wrapping his mouth around Damascus’s cock as he bobbed his head up and down the large shaft. He moaned, his gaze going cross-eyed when he felt a sharp snap in his stomach. He came hard, the entire game of teasing finally ending with one final push. He slipped his mouth off the Demon’s hardened member with a loud ‘pop’, falling back as all of his limbs turned to jello. He laid back against the couch, exhausted as he hungrily watched Damascus stroke his dick until coming onto the redhead’s face with a satisfied roar.
He’d have to remember to pick up some more toys when he next left.
#kinktober 2022#k!nktober#kinktober#tetraphilia#demons#witches#monster fucker#tw monsterfucking#tw sex toys#tw face fucking#ace & damascus#i'm not sure how i feel about this#I think I like it?
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the rafiq in damascus is so… fruity… but then says shit like ‘:( aw shucks killing kadar and being stripped of ur rank must SUCK…’
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Despite all the back to it's roots hype, the only difference with AC Mirage compared with Origins, Odyssey & Valhalla, is the inclusion of haystacks, cupboards, benches & blending crowds. And of course the various tools. The assassin focus is kinda cool though depending on how many bars you get, it could make the game too easy.
Visually Mirage is what Valhalla should've been. Yeah I'm still mad about that.
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heres to my ace and aro buds
as you know i dont like to talk on my books before they come out but BURY YOUR GAYS will be a little different because it is ABOUT creative process and fandom and it seems fitting to say a little. so this is a THANK YOU post to a specific group of buckaroos: my ace and aro buds
chuck covers a few of the LGBTQIA letters myself, and as my writing expanded and more queer buds wanted to be included i asked a lot of questions and got to know many communities as a letter neighbor. asexual buds have always been so kind and i am always so moved by our talks
BURY YOUR GAYS is about a lot of things. it is a love letter to many people. but one of the many big themes is a tribute to our ace and aro buds who can sometimes feel excluded in queer spaces. i do not agree with this and wholehearted support my ace and aro buds.
ace and aro buds often ask chuck ‘what are the best tinglers for me?’ and there have been quite a few but i would just like to say that NOW my answer will be ‘bury your gays’ it is in many way a tribute to you and your fight and your journey and i am thankful to trot beside you
there are a few co-leads in story and one character, tara, is ace and aro and she is one of my of my favorite characters and i think you will feel a catharsis in her story like many autistic buds felt about camp damascus. shes the dang best and i loved writing every second of her
so this is just be saying to my ace and aro buds: thank you for your support and dont be afraid. you will NOT be forgotten in this story of queerness. i hoist my chocolate milk and say THIS ONES FOR YOU. i support you now and always heck yeah LETS TROT
BURY YOUR GAYS IS OUT THIS SUMMER
#chuck tingle#tingleverse#queer horror#buckaroo lifestyle#love is real#horror#queer#lgbtqia#asexual#aromantic#ace
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So I recently found out that in AC: Brotherhood, Ezio can do a back flip if he jumps off a horse onto a beam. That said I screamed at my game “Since when can you do that!?” And can’t help but think of your ratatouille au
The Ratatouille AU where the ancestors can hear Desmond while ‘playing’ and its more unhinged cousin, the Ratatouille AU where Desmond can hear us.
This makes me remember how I played the majority of AC1 not knowing Altaïr can fucking vault.
Like the first time I accidentally did that, I was like “wait, what???” and I just spent like 10ish minutes (I think) trying to figure out how the hell I did that.
Soooo…
Have this, nonny?
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“Ah, yes, yes. You would recover from those muscle aches in time.” The dottore noted as he looked over Ezio, nodding to himself as he added, “Yes, someone of your age must take care not to strain your muscles too much. Medicines will be ineffective, I’m afraid.”
Ezio looked at the sky with a deadpan expression on his face, ignoring how this was the second doctor to have talked about how medicine wouldn’t work for someone his ‘age’.
“Here. It will dull the pain and make you forget the ache.” The dottore gave Ezio the same medicine he always got and he drank it immediately. The dottore stared at him for a moment before handing him another bottle without saying anything about it, only continuing their ‘conversation’ as Ezio pocketed the medicine, “If I may ask, messere, what have you done for you to be in such a state?”
Ezio glanced at his horse who was standing pretty a few feet away from them then to the sky where Desmond is strangely quiet before turning to stare at the dottore to reply, “A friend of mine kept asking me to ‘do a backflip’.”
“Ah, and you cannot say no to this ‘friend’ of yours?”
Ezio’s deadpan stare seemed to move pass the dottore and straight to the Animus’ camera which he shouldn’t even know about as he said, “No.”
“... I see…”
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“Desmond…”
There was a hint of resignation in the tone that Desmond ignored.
“Desmond…”
Resignation has been replaced by annoyance but Desmond ignored that as well.
“Desmond.”
Annoyance left his name, leaving nothing but a warning that Desmond ignored as well.
“Desmond.”
Finally, the growl that left Altaïr’s lips that bordered in growing anger was the note that finally forced Desmond to stop.
“I do not understand why you can’t figure out how to make me vault.” Altaïr commented as he rubbed the bridge of his nose, “You managed to do it fifteen minutes ago.”
“I know!” Desmond exclaimed, the frustration clear in his own tone as he explained, “And I have no freaking idea how I did it! That’s why I’m trying out all the buttons!”
“Do we have to do this here?” Altaïr hissed.
“Yes! That box is the perfect height for you to vault!”
“Desmond…” Altaïr covered his face, ignoring the people shamelessly staring at them, “We’re in the middle of the village… in Masyaf.”
“Would you rather be in Acre or Damascus? With all those strangers???”
“Yes, I would actually prefer that. At least there, people won’t know it was me and remember it was me for years to come!” Altaïr argued as he glared at his shadow, a habit he had taken up on whenever he wished to glare at Desmond but knew he did not exist in the same plane as him. Glaring at the sky felt a bit… too much so he just glared at his shadow instead.
“So the rumors are true. You’ve finally lost it.”
Both Altaïr and Desmond sighed at the same time.
“You know…” Desmond paused for a moment before he suggested, “I don’t think Al Mualim would punish you any more than he already has if we beat the crap out of him?”
Altaïr thought about it for a moment before nodding in agreement, “If I get hit even once by Abbas, I will find a way to journey to your time and show you how I truly fight.”
“Hey, if you can take out the assholes keeping me here, I’ll spar with you all day.” Desmond agreed before adding, “But first…”
Altaïr jumped on the box once more and he hissed as the flush of his face deepened in embarrassment, “Desmond!”
“Sorry! I thought I got it this time!”
#please tell me i’m not the only one#who didn’t know altaïr could vault#until like midgame or endgame?#please?#other than that#usual tags!#i guess we should also tag this as#ratatouille animus au#assassin's creed#desmond miles#altaïr ibn la'ahad#ezio auditore#teecup writes/has a plot#fic idea: assassin's creed#ask and answer
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Another crosspost from my Instagram! Happy Autism Acceptance Month! Full titles under the cut
Their Troublesome Crush by Xan West
The Outside by Ada Hoffman
On the Edge of Gone by Corrine Duyvis
This Other World by AC Buchanan
The Spirit Bares its Teeth by Andrew Joseph White
The Many Half-Lived Lives of Sam Sylvester by Maya MacGregor
Junker Seven by Olive J Kelley
Tell Me How it Ends by Quinton Li
Camp Damascus by Chuck Tingle
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A few days late, but I'm lazy...
My favourite books that I read during 2023!
I got really lucky this year, I read some ridiculously good books, to the point that I had a really hard time narrowing them down. And I cheated on a few and bunched them up so I wouldn't have to choose 🙃
I did more detailed assessments of the books in my month reviews, but for anyone that's interested in something I read, here's a quick description:
Annie: An Old-Fashioned Story by Thomas Meehan -- A novelization of the Little Orphan Annie story, close related to the film musical including references to the songs. A charming read that captures the enjoyment of the film but adds a lot more details into the struggles and hardships Annie would have gone through during life on her own in the Depression.
Ballet Shoes by Noel Streatfeild -- Three girls from a poor family in London end up being welcomed to a ballet academy where they have the opportunity to learn not only how to dance, but to begin attending performances that let them earn money for their family. Follows the heart warming adventures of sisters with a nice balance of financial hardship and obligations during the Depression.
Camp Damascus by Chuck Tingle -- A possession horror based around religious trauma and sexual identity. Fantastic prose and genuinely chilling at points without ever feeling hopeless. Here the demons that start stalking people in this God-fearing Montana town are both metaphorical and literal.
A Christmas Story by Jean Shepherd -- A collection of radio stories that follow the childhood misadventures of Ralphie; these stories would go to make up the classic film A Christmas Story, and Shepherd's hilarious, clever prose makes it a very fun read whether you know the film or not.
Doctor Who: Scratchman by Tom Baker -- I actually read a number of pretty good Doctor Who novels this year (13 Doctors 13 Stories, Time Lord Fairytales, Silhouette) and even a Torchwood one (Skypoint) but Scratchman was probably my favourite of the lot. The Fourth Doctor, Sarah, and Harry find themselvese in a horror adventures as they try to defend a host of villagers against an invading force of evil, skeletal scarecrows that are attempting to infect the humans around them.
Dogsbody by Diana Wynne Jones -- The star Sirius is accused of killing another luminary and losing a powerful instrument called a Zoi. His sentence for this crime is to be stripped of his powers and cast down to earth, to spend one lifetime living in a humble, mortal form - that of a true dog. If he can survive and find the Zoi within that lifetime, he will be welcomed back to the cosmos.
Every Heart a Doorway by Seanan McGuire -- A novella that explores the rehabilitation of children who had been chosen, who found a doorway and stepped into another, strange world. Adventures done, they now need to acclimatize themselves to living in the rigid confines of the real world.
Grandpa's Great Escape by David Walliams -- A hilarious and surprisingly heart-warming story about a boy and his grandfather who was a flying ace during the war. With his mind beginning to fail him, the grandfather is sent to live at a sinister and definitely evil old folks' home. Only Jack can save him.
Hazel's Shadow by Nicole MacCarron -- Hazel has always been plagued by strange visions - the ability to see and speak to ghosts, as well as the knowledge of a strange, nameless horror living in her grandmother's house. Things come to a head though, when a sudden, zombie-like illness explodes through her town leaving only a few left alive, too many ghosts to count, enemies at every turn, and the shadow waiting for them.
Legends & Lattes by Travis Baldree -- (as well as it's sequel that came out later in the year, Bookshops & Bonedust). This was such a pleasant, low-stakes, domestic fantasy about Viv, an orcish ex-mercenary who has decided she's tired of fighting and would rather settle down and open a coffeeshop. One of the sticking points being, of course, that no one knows what coffee is.
Love Beyond Body, Space & Time by assorted authors, anthology -- An Indigenous queer sci-fi anthology with a really excellent collection of stories, including an author I already knew and loved! The stories explore a wide range of gender, sexuality, magic, machines, and ways of being, I highly recommend picking it up!
A Marvellous Light by Freya Marske -- Robin, a young baronet, thought he was being shunted into the most out of the way and miserable public servant position imaginable. He expected things to be tedious but necessary. He did not expect to suddenly learn that magic is real and to be tangled in its machinations in a potentially lethal way.
(MDZS) Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu -- Rejoice, because the feared Yiling Patriarch, the necromancer terror who slaughtered thousands, is dead! And has been dead the past decade. And is now very, very confused to wake up in a new body that isn't his, in a room he's never seen before, and to be thrust into the middle of a murder mystery where everyone would want him dead if they were to learn his real identity.
Moominland Midwinter by Tove Jansson -- Moomins hibernate through the winter, that's how it has always been for them. So when young Moomintroll wakes and finds the rest of his family still fast asleep, he's left feeling lost and isolated in this new, strange, snow covered world beyond his door.
A Psalm for the Wild-Built by Becky Chambers -- (and its sequel A Prayer for the Crown-Shy) A very gentle, compassionate sci-fi novel that explores a world humans have created post-climate-crisis. Life is different, the past distant, and a young tea monk never expected to run into an actual robot, who had so long ago left humanity to live their own secluded life in the wilds. Now they're both struggling to answer the question "What do humans need?"
The Radium Girls by Kate Moore -- (and Kate Moore's other book The Woman They Could Not Silence) The Radium Girls is a narrative non-fiction book that looks at the lives of the girls who were paid to paint luminous watch dials using radium paint. It explores the horror, exploitation, and suffering that came from work place negligence and the world's gradual learning about what exactly radium can do.
Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston -- Presidential son and British prince are forced together for the sake of publicity - to prove that they don't actual hate each other and aren't going to cause a diplomatic incident. They cause a whole new and exciting diplomatic incident by falling in love! Do not read this for the politics, but it did end up being way way better than I expected, this author creates quite compelling characters.
The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett -- Sour, spoiled, and ill Mary is sent to live with her distant uncle on the Yorkshire moors. Set to be as contrary and unhappy as possible, little by little Mary begins to come out of her shell as she experiences nature, play, and love for perhaps the first time in her life.
System Collapse by Martha Wells -- Newest Murderbot book!! Murderbot, ART's crew, and the humans from Preservation are doing their best to defend the colonists on a plant that's cursed with a strange, alien plague from being consumed by the more immediate threat of corporate slavery. Something, however, seems to be wrong with Murderbot and its worried that if it can't fix the problem soon, it may cost its humans their lives.
(TGCF) Heaven Official's Blessing by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu -- Xie Lian is a god. Was a good. He has ascended to godhood twice, and been banished back to earth twice. Once a favour among the gods, he is now a laughing stock, a scrap-collecting god who has been forgotten by almost everyone. So it is with some shock and exasperation to all involved when he ascends for a third time.
This Is How You Lose The Time War by Amal El-Mohtar & Max Gladstone -- A ridiculous poetic novella written through improbable letters that are written between two time travels on opposites sides of a time war. Seriously, this is probably the most beautiful book I read this year, go read it, the hype is justified.
Wave Me Goodbye by Jacqueline Wilson -- As World War Two rages, Shirley, like many children of the time, is sent from her home in London to be housed by a foster family in the country in order to avoid the Blitz. Put up with two boys in the strange, mostly empty Red House, Shirley has to find a new life for herself out in the country.
When The Angels Left The Old Country by Sacha Lamb -- Uriel the angel and Little Ash the demon find themselves drawn from their usual lives when a young girl from their shtetl goes missing after emigrating to America. Both with their own reasons for wanting to leave the old country, they set off on a sea voyage that will change everything for them.
Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame -- The classic stories of Rat, Mole, and Toad. The story begins when Mole, venturing out of his little burrow, meets Rat and winds up living with him in his little home by the river rather than returning to his own, lonely, little hole. From there they have a variety of domestic adventures over the seasons, most notable being Toad's ill-fated obsession with motor cars.
#book review#book reviews#mdzs#tgcf#doctor who#diana wynne jones#when the angels left the old country#chuck tingle#camp damascus#this is how you lose the time war#wind in the willows#tom baker#murderbot#system collapse#moomin#moominland midwinter#tove jansson#radium girls#red white and royal blue#queer lit#canadian#canlit#legends & lattes#the secret garden#a marvellous light#annie#david walliams#a christmas story#dogsbody#ugh more than that but god help me if i try to tag them all
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//The Wire//1930Z April 9, 2024//
//ROUTINE//
//BLUF: TENSIONS REMAIN IN THE MIDDLE EAST FOLLOWING MULTIPLE INCIDENTS.//
-----BEGIN TEARLINE-----
-International Events-
Middle East: Following the events surrounding the targeting of the Iranian Embassy compound in Damascus, tensions remain throughout the region in many respects. Tensions in Gaza remain elevated as Israeli strikes continue and the invasion of Rafah enters the final planning steps. Of note, Israeli forces have withdrawn from Gaza substantially, possibly to allocate forces for the invasion of Rafah, and possibly to prevent becoming overstretched in the North as an additional front opens up in the South. Conversely, as Ramadan draws to an end, an increase in targeting is expected (and has been announced) by Hamas and Hezbollah, with uncertain levels of confidence in their ability to make good on their threats. AC: Most American pundits have also threatened an increased likelihood that Iran will directly attack the United States in response to the Iranian Embassy strike. Though U.S. bases in Syria will almost certainly receive increased levels of indirect fire attacks, diplomatically, a larger more direct attack on the U.S. makes little sense in this specific instance. From the Iranian perspective, Israel is the nation that directly attacked them, so Israel shall be the target, purely out of the desire to save face in the international community. As to what the Iranian response will be, ballistic missile attacks are the most logical attack vector, but anything goes at this point.
-HomeFront-
Idaho: Saturday afternoon the FBI arrested Alexander Mercurio at his parent’s house after he allegedly planned to provide materiel support to ISIS. He had allegedly been a part of various online communities supportive of ISIS, and had allegedly been planning to conduct an attack at a church.
-----END TEARLINE-----
Analyst Comments: In the raid on Mercurio’s home, no evidence indicating an imminent threat was found. However, several of his father’s firearms (which were stored in a locked closet) were seized. According to the criminal complaint, Mercurio had been under surveillance for almost two years. As he is currently 18 years old, this means that he was under federal surveillance since he was a minor. As a result, it is difficult to determine if this case was a legitimate case of potential terrorism. Considering the current trends involving similar cases, much discernment is called for when examining the particulars of this case, and how the entire situation began in the first place. It is remarkable how many cases arise when an underage individual (usually with some sort of mental disability, though that is not clear in this specific case), attempts to engage in illegal activity online, and on their very first try always end up communicating directly with a federal informant.
Analyst: S2A1
//END REPORT//
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End-of-year ramblings
Video games
Yeah, okay, let's start here. Obviously I played a truly inexplicable very explicable amount of FFXIV this year, and will continue to do so (can't believe Dawntrail will be dropping next year; we've stuck at it through all the waits between patches).
Baldur's Gate 3 was fun; I didn't expect to play it, but so many people I know loved it that I had to try, and I'm glad I did.
The same really goes for Cyberpunk 2077; honestly most of what I like about the game is the experience of it, rather than the stories. Whoosh! Zoom! Neon and doublejumping!
The other major new game this year for me was Mask of the Rose; I really loved it! I think the post-release patches helped it a lot as a game, but honestly I was hooked right from the beginning. (This was probably the start of the series of events that got a friend playing Sunless Skies/me replaying Sunless Skies/me returning to Fallen London and accidentally convincing some friends to also do so. No regrets.)
Music
Big album this year has to be Bury the Lede by Dessa. I was going to listen and enjoy it no matter what, but I really do like the way a lot of the songs resonate with growing older, still having all the same big feelings, but being way too tired to deal with them in any kind of high-octane way. What if I'm Not Ready in particular really tugs at something in me.
I'm not sure I have more new music this year; I've been a bit disconnected from everything, mostly listening to music when someone hurls links my way. Maybe next year!
Books
I read a lot of books this year, as ever, but the vast majority have been rereads; I've been quite low on book recs again. Here's a few of the new ones - I won't cover all of them because I don't have that kind of patience. (Counted - 33 new ones - which, compared to the sheer number of rereads, is low.)
She Who Became the Sun/He Who Drowned the World by Shelley Parker-Chan were a fun pair of books, about a girl who steals her brother's name and destiny when he dies so that she can shape the world/become the emperor. I liked some of the gender vibes you get in this - Zhu Yuanzheng's gender is never really defined, but also never at all fits in a binary mould. A lot of the second book, however, felt a bit extraneous and a bit gratuitous in various directions. Overall, I think this is a rec for reading the first one and skipping the second.
Camp Damascus by Chuck Tingle - everyone reading this probably already knows, but yeah, this is good. There's always something special to me about stories about queer kids in fundamentalist Christian churches - sure, it's usually American churches, but it's still a commonality that resonates powerfully with me. Read it.
Somewhere in summer I read all of Tana French's murder mysteries. I quite liked the Dublin Murder Squad books - nothing special but fun - but I honestly really disliked her two later standalones. The politics in them just set my teeth on edge a bit - The Wych Elm's protagonist is so dismissive about disability that, while I know it's part of his characterisation, it still left a bad taste in my mouth; The Searcher's protagonist has some views on politeness and morality that just make me sigh. (Rec for the murder squad books if you, like me, just really like murder mysteries.)
The Stone Gods by Jeanette Winterson: every year I'll read one more of her books, I guess. They're always good. They always haunt me.
Translation State by Ann Leckie was good; of course it was. I think it comes with my biggest overall caveat for an Ann Leckie book (I really wish Qven and Reet's subplot had ended differently; I know it was written as a metaphor for something else, but I read and resonated with it as a metaphor for aceness, which the ending doesn't leave space for) but it was still great. And we saw Sphene again!!
TV/film
Not much this year; my brain hasn't been in the right space for it.
Watched the Evangelion rebuild - I still haven't seen the original series so this was an interesting experience. I'm not really sure what my takeaway from it was, or what exactly I watched (apart from giant photorealistic Rei - we watched the fourth film in the cinema, so it was truly giant) but hey, I get more references now.
That same group of miscreants has been watching Lexx - seriously, do not watch this. It's rancid. It's so bad we have lost the ability to evaluate media, because everything else is good compared to it. Awful. Terrible. 15 more hours to go until we're free. I'm not going to describe it because the descriptions sound interesting and it is a terrible show. Never watch it. Strangle anyone who tries to make you.
Almost forgot, but I think this was the year I watched Yellowjackets - phenomenal even when your point of comparison isn't Lexx. I'm waiting for the third season with bated breath. It's so good. It's so awful. It's breaking my heart. Please watch this immediately and then come scream with me.
I'm also making my way through Young Pope, which - I don't know if I'd say that I'm enjoying it, but it is certainly doing things to my brain. It resonates with me in a similar way to Camp Damascus; even though they're on very different areas of the right-wing Christian spectrum, the fundamental beliefs and desires and angers and fears and reactions are the same.
Heaven's Official Blessing Season 2 finally happened!!! I'm still working my way through it - the friend I watch with has had no time this year, so we're using the holidays for it - but, oh, I love this book and these characters so much.
More personal stuff
Work has actually been quite bad this year; I've largely been on a project that's gotten worse and worse as the year goes on, in a way I fundamentally cannot fix but have to try to anyway. I've been circling between 'I hate this, I should job search' and 'I'm so bad at everything, only this job would put up with me' and 'at least wfh doesn't mean I'm in danger of losing it'. By Easter or so, I should be free from it at last, so I'll keep an eye out and hopefully things will even out again.
Home has, however, been a lot better. I moved towns at the end of last year to somewhere that has more friends and a more walkable town centre (and much cheaper rent) and it's been an excellent choice. Only having to walk five minutes or so to get to a shop or see a friend has meant that I've been able to practise walking five minutes or so (whereas in my last place, it was a walk then a twenty-minute bus ride just to the town centre) - and that in turn has meant that I've been able to build that up bit by bit, and occasionally run headlong into my limits in the process.
It's been a bit of a weird holiday season in particular for me this year, laced with grief and memories. Hosting a Christmas dinner and cooking with several other people felt right in a way it's hard to really put words to, and also reminded me very strongly of my grandmother. Her house was always a gathering place for all the family, as well as a refuge; it's eight or nine years since I last set foot inside it and yet I could still tell you the layout of her kitchen, the mnemonic for the bank of eight light switches in the hallway, the warmest place in winter and the coolest place in summer. Nowhere I've lived before has been nice enough for people to visit often, let alone to cook in or to know their way around; cooking and organising with people, seeing them remember locations and extend tables and understand the hob, soothes something it is difficult to explain.
Next year, then:
I hope to have somewhat more brain and less exhaustion (I've been so tired all year, which is tedious as fuck).
I hope for many of my friends to have considerably better years, and that the rest will continue to have good years. (I am threatening the years with a knife until they are kind to all of you.)
I hope to continue to shape this flat into somewhere pleasant to be, and persuade people to be there from time to time.
I hope to get a better idea of my work situation when I'm not on a horrible project.
I hope that the GIC might at least tell me that I'm on a waiting list!
I intend to find a tangible creative hobby one way or the other (taking suggestions as long as you can present a use case for the hobby; Queenie keeps suggesting knitting in the abstract).
And, as always, I hope to love more freely, be kinder and more helpful, and to try to build a future that has space for me.
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In addition to not experiencing sexual or romantic attraction, I'm becoming increasingly convinced that I don't experience aesthetic attraction (at least not towards people).
Every time I hear from another Ace their story about confusing aesthetic attraction, and how that made it harder for them to figure it out, I'm just like "what?" What do you mean you still find people "hot" or "attractive" or "good looking"? People look like people.
Now, admittance I've found some people to be uglier than others, but I can't say I can truly remember thinking anyone looks better than average. The super conventionally attractive celebrities don't look any better than the normal people I encounter normally?
I do still experience beauty, like I can appreciate sunsets and I love Damascus steel swords, and other non human things that other people agree are beautiful.
Is this a thing? Being able to appreciate beauty, but not in humans?
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Kinktober Day Eight, Creampie
Hey, warning! Smut underneath containing monster fucking, a lot of dirty talk, some praise kink, and creampies. Enjoy!
“You’re being ridiculous,” Ace hummed as he tilted his neck to the side, allowing Damascus to nibble along his shoulder while the Witch worked. He’d been in the middle of getting ready, hair still wet from the shower and button-up shirt still undone when his Familiar had slipped in and decided that distracting the redhead would be a great way to try and keep them from leaving for business. “This meeting is important, you know.”
“Mm,” the Demon hummed in bored agreement, his teeth skimming over the faintly glowing mark on Ace’s neck so that he could watch a shudder come over the Witch.
“You’re going to make us late,” Ace insisted, twisting out of Damascus’s oh-so-tempting grasp. He walked back into the kitchen to search for the vest and jacket he’d set out earlier. He could feel the heavy lumbering steps behind him as the Demon followed him around. As expected, as soon as he stopped to finish fixing his shirt, the man was on him again. This time he spun him around, swooping down and engulfing him in a bruising kiss where his shark-like teeth pulled at his bottom lip just enough to bruise and draw a small amount of blood. The sensation sent a spark through the Witch as he leaned back against the counter with a groan. “Damascus-”
“Can’t tell me ya ain’t interested. Fuck the meetin’, we just threaten everyone if they complain ‘bout anythin’.” The Familiar was practically purring in his ear as he viciously continued his onslaught on Ace’s neck, his hands easily pulling at one of his buttons until it gave away with a faint ‘pop’. He would have complained about the damage to his nice dress shirt if Damascus hadn’t been lifting him onto the counter and undoing the belt around his waist.
Fuck it. He let this man get away with too much, but he was sure that if he didn’t let him have some fun now, then he’d probably pay for it after the meeting was over…. Or even during it, if he was feeling particularly pent up. “Fine, but be quick,” he warned, slipping his pants off and leaning back against the wall of the counter. His hands grasped onto the Demon’s forearms, a smirk playing at his lips as he felt Damascus prod his finger against Ace’s entrance. “Come on now,” Ace hummed approvingly, a low sigh escaping him as he felt the Demon’s digit slide into him at an agonizingly slow pace. The Witch arched his back into the touch, biting onto his wounded lip as one of his hands raised up to message his Familiar’s scalp. “There you go, good boy, work me open.”
He felt a rumble spreading through his partner’s chest. He wasn’t pushing back as much as he used to, easily allowing the Witch to direct him as he reached down and encouraged the man to spread him open.
“Thought ya wanted to be quick, Little Boss?”
“Hm? It’d be faster if we didn’t fuck. Do you want that, Damascus?”
…
“Damascus…?” Ace raised an eyebrow, stopping in his movements as he stared up at the man. Red eyes bore through him, a lustful expression on the larger man's face that had the Witch cooing sympathetically. "You don't want to stop. Do you, Damascus?"
"...No, Boss."
"That's what I thought. Now then, are you going to leave me here feeling empty without that good cock of yours?" Damascus paused, keeping eye contact with Ace… before quickly fumbling for his own pants and dropping them to the floor. "Come on, before I change my mind, big guy." The idea of stopping seemed to encourage the Demon, his cock rubbing enthusiastically against his asshole. Every muscle was tensed in the man's arms, allowing Ace to slowly trail his fingertips over olive-colored skin, as if he wasn't dealing with a man that wanted to desperately fuck his brains out.
"Boss—"
"Hmm? Oh, I'm sorry, Damascus. Did you want something?" The Demon growled, pressing his cock against him only until the chain appeared in Ace's hands. He tugged, a gentle reminder that kept the Familiar back as Ace waited patiently. "Well? Speak up, I'm starting to get bored."
Worrying away at his lip, Damascus dropped his head down onto the Witch's shoulder as his voice came out strained and tight,"L… lemme fuck ya, Boss. Ya drivin' me nuts over here, just let me pound into ya already."
"Mmm… I don't-"
"Please?" Oh, that was delicious. Ace leaned back, savoring the look on his partner's face before he started spouting off again, "Please, Boss, ya gotta. Let me fuck ya, lemme fill ya up, c'mon, please? Can't think 'bout nothin' else, need to feel ya around me already." A nearly pitiful sigh left Ace as he affectionately held the side of the man's face.
"Alright, big guy. Be a good boy and listen close, and I'll let you cum, okay?" That spark of excitement filled the air, Damascus barely pausing long enough to get a nod of approval from his boss before slowly inching himself inside. A slow burn filled the Witch as he leaned back and enjoyed the feeling of slowly being filled to the brim by the Demon's cock, his hand slowly reaching down and toying with his member as he stared at the desperate expression of his Familiar.
"Such a good boy, Damascus. Just like that, okay? Nice and slow. You can move, make me feel good now. Listen close, or I might have to make you start all over again." At a painfully slow rate, Ace was fucked into the wall behind him. He felt himself being lifted higher, the cabinets above him now pressing into his spine as he watched Damascus whine at the pace he was being forced to move at. Ace simply admired the pink chain in his hand, closing his eyes and taking in the delicious feeling of his cock moving against the inside of him.
"Boss… I'm… I'm being good, ain't I? Let me fuck ya better, let me make ya feel good. I'm being good, so good for ya, ain't I?"
"You are, you are." He absentmindedly stared at the clock. They would have to leave soon, which meant dragging this out much longer wasn't an option. The chain disappeared from Ace's grasp as he pulled Damascus's head in and hummed approvingly. "Okay, big guy. You're being very, very good for me. You want a reward, right?" Aw, he perked up so quickly at the idea.
"Yes- yes, yes, yes, fuck, Boss, yes-!"
"Mmm, alright then. Fill me up, Damascus. I want to be leaking so much with all your cum inside me that you'll smell it the whole time we're outside, okay? You can do that for me, can't you?" The Demon nodded enthusiastically, waiting for Ace to give a small nod of encouragement before yanking him close against his chest and starting to ram up into him. Pleasure shook through Ace's body as he shot a hand down to his cock, furiously stroking away as stars appeared in the corners of his eyes. The Demon slammed into his prostate, thick claws digging into his back as Ace began screaming his praises.
"Oh- Oh, just like that, Damascus! What a good boy, so good for me! So amazing, filling me with your cock, fuck- what a good little toy you are, so sweet as you fuck me like it's your purpose. Is that your purpose? Hmm? Fuck, such a good boy, you love it, don't you? You love fucking me, you l-l-" Ace was cut off as his orgasm slammed into him like a train. It splattered over his hand and between the two men. Damascus groaned in satisfaction, eyes hazy from all the praise as he slammed Ace down into the counter and thrusted into him with wild abandon. Ace's mind was a hazy fog, his voice slurred as he moaned out his praises, "Good boy, good boy, good boy, fill me up, come on now-"
Damascus came hard, Ace's back arching off the counter as he bit into him, warmth spreading through his body. Cum filled him up, leaving him pleasantly stuffed even as he felt the Demon pull out of him and hungrily try to plug him up so nothing escaped aside from a few strings that fell silently onto the floor.
The Witch groaned, closing his eyes as he tried to catch his breath. His hand continued to gently toy with his cock, already feeling himself grow harder with every passing moment.
…
Fuck the meeting.
"Damascus? You've been so good. You deserve a reward, don't you think?" Ace chuckled, lifting his legs against his chest to put his leaking hole on display. "Clean me up so we can go again. Don't waste a drop now…."
#kinktober 2022#k!nktober#kinktober#ace & damascus#tetraphilia#tw monsterfucking#monster fucker#hehehehe#this one was really fun#demons#witches#magic#tw praise kink#tw dirty talk
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Welcome to my blog!
Updated: 07/04/2024
Hi there, you've stumbled onto my FFXIV blog! Here's a little about me:
Amis | 28 | She/Her | GMT Timezone
Twitter | Art & Commissions
I mostly post FFXIV content on here, be it screenshots or the occasional piece of art of my characters, as well as reblogs of content from the community.
My (defunct) main blog is @amis-amai so if you get any likes or a follow from that, it's me!
I have a few FFXIV characters, so here is a little about them!
Saeed Iscitan
Cis Male (He/Him) | 39 | Bi | Dalmascan
Current Main. WoL. Viper, member of the Dalmascan Resistance, leader of the Damascus Djinns thieves gang.
RP Carrd [Non-WoL]
M'icaryn Tia
Trans Male (He/Him) | 27 | Bi | Gyr Abanian
Previous Main. Co-WoL. Proud Ala Mhigan. Gunbreaker, headstrong adventurer for hire. Loveable dumbass.
RP Carrd [Non-WoL]
Bjarni Hyskaris
Cis Male (He/Him) | 19 | Ace | Sharlayan
Alt. Co-WoL. Gleaner, botanist, aspiring White Mage. Shy, very young and naive, a true pacifist. Starting to explore the world outside of Sharlayan.
RP Carrd [Non-WoL] TBA
Soleil Delacroix
Genderfluid (He/They) | 29 | Bi | Ishgardian
Alt. Co-WoL... ? Reaper and Summoner, Void enthusiast. Utter megalomaniac, noble-blooded Ishgardian. Basically, "what if the party had a villain?"
RP Carrd [Non-WoL] TBA
If you wish to know more, my Ask Box is open or just shoot me a message! Always happy to answer!
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do you have any tingler suggestions for an asexual and aromantic buckaroo?
YES BUD all preferred pounds are valid including NO POUND AT ALL and this is very important, as i am sure my aromantic and asexual buds know.
as a buckaroo who spends a lot of time fighting against gatekeeping i will use this as opportunity to say yet again ALL ARE WELCOME IN THE TINGLEVERSE ESPECIALLY MY ACE AND ARO BUCKAROOS.
in fact, after chucks upcoming horror novel CAMP DAMASCUS i have another horror novel coming out next year from same publisher called BURY YOUR GAYS (i am being secret about plot of for now but trust me tumblr buds will like this one) but one of the MAIN LEADS of 'bury your gays' is an asexual aromantic bud and she is such a fun character REALLY enjoyed writing her and i am excited for everyone to meet her.
ALRIGHT as far as tinglers go i have written MANY pound free books that you can enjoy, some are about an ace or aro way and some are about consent or saying NO THANKS BUD but they all do not have sex in them. the favorite of most buckaroos is probably ABSOLUTELY NO THOUGHTS OF POUNDING DURING MY FUN DAY WITH THIS KIND T-REX BECAUSE I'M AROMANTIC AND ASEXUAL AND THAT'S A WONDERFULLY VALID WAY OF PROVING LOVE IS REAL
if you are interested in whole collections there are paperbacks name of NOT POUNDED BY ANYTHING that you would probably enjoy. this series has three whole volumes just keep in mind not all characters in these bundle are ace and aro but MANY are. others just dont feel like a pound.
examples of stories that are more about consent and importance of HOLDING BOUNDARIES would be something like JUST KIND OF IGNORING THIS SAD LONESOME T-REX WHO IS SCREAMING "DEBATE ME" FROM HIS FOLDING CHAIR which is about how sometimes best way to deal with goofball conservative 'commentators' is just ignore their scoundrel whining as they moan their lonesome ways in the dark. so there are no pounds in that one just ignores. it is available as audiobook and so is ace aro story above too.
anyway buckaroo hope that helps. if you want to see full list you can look on chuck website and trot down to section of tinglers that says NO SEX
thank you for proving love is real in your own way i am SO GLAD our timelines have crossed it is an honor and i appreciate it very much. had fun time revisiting these books today and look forward to writing more for my asexual and aromantic buds. LOVE IS REAL
#ace#aro#asexual#aromantic#tingleverse#LGBTQIA#love is real#chuck tingle#no pound#no sex#pound free#tinglers#writers of tumblr#writing
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This is because @ma-du who tagged me on this post with the idea:
Everything is the same, but the gang is reborn as Marvel characters
I am going to assume this means that the characters' personalities stay the same, it's just that they have been reborn to live the lives of Marvel characters (Assassins versus Templars plot optional XD)
Alright.
First of all, we’ll focus on MCU characters because having the ability to choose from the entire Marvel roster will… well… it would require more research that would probably take too much time XD
Also, I will primarily be using Phase 1~3 MCU characters (focusing on the Avengers with some exceptions) because the post did have Infinity Saga MCU characters (yeah, that’s the main reason why).
Alright, let’s give everyone some new problems!
Desmond: Moon Knight. Okay, he’s the main reason why I said ‘with some exceptions’. I mean… come on. Come oooonnn. Oh course, Desmond will still suffer thru the Bleeding Episodes which would lead him to be the AC equivalent of Moon Knight. Not to mention, just imagine the absolute fuckery he will suffer thru when he meets up with the reincarnated versions of his ancestors while he still have his ancestors in his brain as the Bleeding Effect. Instead of Khonsu though, I suggest we go for Ra (for the sun irony) or, if you wanna stay in the Greco-Roman mythology that was strongest in Desmond Saga, may I suggest Minerva (to make Minerva suffer with him) or Dionysus?
Altaïr: Doctor Strange, hands down. Used to be an arrogant overachiever? Taken down a peg by some kind of tragedy? Still a bit of an asshole but now has an entire subject he could spend the rest of his life studying and be the top expert still? Becomes leader of a secret-ish organization trying to protect the world in what amounts to a short time all things considered? OP powers with a lot of glowing gold accents AND holds an OP artifact? Altaïr is, hands down, the nearest Doctor Strange we will have on this list. Sidenote: Malik gets Wong’s job of being the usually annoyed dude that has to keep Altaïr from bending the rules too much. The Sanctum Masters are the Rafiqs of Damascus and Jerusalem + Kadar. Karl Mordo will have to be Abbas (sorry Karl Mordo) while Al Mualim would either take the Ancient One (if we plan to keep him good in this one) or Kaecilius.
Ezio: Iron Man. He comes from a rich family with lots of connections, is actually smarter than people usually assume he is, flirts a lot but also carries a torch for a specific person in his life, and a tragedy in his life changed him. Of course, his father wasn’t a dick to him (up to you if we gonna kill Giovanni and Maria off for drama), Federico gets reborn as Happy (who is still Ezio’s brother but preferred to be his security officer), Claudia is still his sister but has Pepper Pott’s job (although, everyone in Auditore Industries knows it’s really Claudia who takes care of the everyday operation, Ezio is the inventor and the face of the company, Claudia is the shadow queen) and Cesare gets to be Justin Hammer. Petruccio can be the kid in Ironman 3 or he's just living his life as the third Auditore child who has cool 'toys' to help his weak body that his brother made for him.
Ratonhnhaké:ton: We can go for Hawkeye/Ronin, the normal human who can keep up with everything that’s happening (also, he would make a good parental figure for the Frye twins). Also, even if we call him ‘normal’, we all know he could kick everyone’s ass thru sheer determination and stubbornness alone. Another option would be Black Panther but I kinda want Adéwalé to be Black Panther?
Haytham: … is it weird I kinda want him to be Nick Fury? Like… he’s the all-time suffering man in charge who doesn’t actually have any authority over any of the superheroes he ‘conscripted’? I just want Haytham to suffer while, for once, not being on the other side.
Edward: Okay… I mean… I know there would be a Phase 1~3 character that would work for him, the easiest would be making him part of the Asgardian family drama but, may I suggest a non-MCU character? Daimon Helstrom. Because Edward’s actor Matt Ryan is sooo good as Constantine that I will always think of him as Constantine. Helstrom is the nearest Marvel equivalent to Constantine and he’s also a free agent type which works well with Edward’s character for most of Black Flag. (plus I got “canceled after a good season 1” deja vu with Helstrom as I did with Constantine). If you really want him to be part of Phase 1~3, Antman (Scott Lang) would work with Jenny taking the place of the daughter Cassie.
Shay: If Haytham is our Nick Fury, Shay gets to be his Maria Hill (second-in-command, normal human that can kick so much ass, and… that tight outfit) or Phil Coulson if you wanna go down the route of Shay doing his own thing.
Arno: Spider-Man because I think Ezio mentoring him would be a nice touch and… his first love Élise being a Templar is kinda similar to how Liz was the Vulture’s daughter. Still thinking about who his Ned should be though.
Evie and Jacob: Look, we’re talking about twins here so I’m pretty much obligated to make Evie and Jacob Wanda and Pietro. Although, this time, Jacob’s not gonna die. XD
Bayek: Steve Rogers (no, he will not be called Captain America, think of a more ‘universal’ superhero name) because he’s an all-around good guy, his default weapon in AC promotional images has him using a shield, and he started out as a man who just wanted to do what was right and protect his people that got sucked into the overarching plot because of a tragedy. Also… Aya as a badass normal human like Peggy Carter, hhhmmm?
Kassandra: You know, I was thinking that Kassandra could be Steve Rogers with Alexios becoming Winter Soldier. (Which I think would still work, we’ll just have to change Bayek into someone else…) But Kassandra has to be Captain Marvel, right? The OP powers and “not to be a lesbian but oh my god oh my god” vibes she gave off just made her suited to be Captain Marvel more.
Eivor: She’s gotta be reborn as Thor, right? Like… sure, Odin is right there but Eivor’s love for fighting and her loyalty to her people feels more like Thor than Odin. (Let’s not make AC Odin reborn as MCU Odin. I’d even go for Varin to be reborn as her father again or even Sigurd to have a bit of arrogance at this point)
Basim: Look. We all know Basim’s gonna be reborn as… Korg. Of course, I’m kidding. He’ll be reborn as Loki as we all expected. XD
Clay: Deadpool. He’s supposed to be dead, his mind got shattered after receiving his ‘superpowers’, and… he’s the only person in this cast other than Desmond that actually remembers who he was before. His whole ‘knows about the fourth wall’ shtick is connected to the fact that he still has access to the Calculations and that’s actually what broke his mind… again.
#just to be clear#i don’t necessarily think we should keep the kenway boys#as grandfather-father-son#they can be related in some other way#mcu au#assassin's creed#desmond miles#altaïr ibn la'ahad#ezio auditore#ratonhnhaké:ton#connor kenway#haytham kenway#edward kenway#shay cormac#evie frye#jacob frye#arno dorian#bayek of siwa#kassandra of sparta#eivor varinsdóttir#basim ibn ishaq#ask and answer#fic idea: assassin's creed#teecup writes/has a plot#marvel mcu
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Chuck Tingle - Camp Damascus 6/6
#book #horror #queer fiction #autistic fiction
I sit in my bed finishing this book. My boyfriend is right beside me masturbating. I can't imagine a more "us" scene.
We are an autistic gay couple. I am questioning-gray-ace, and he is as far from the ace spectrum as one gets. There is a lot of danger in this scene; just as his christian upbringing has tied his natural urges to shame, so too is shame tied to my moments of not getting into the mood when my partners do. But we are navigating it well, in our practiced way. When he finishes, I lean over, contented, and kiss his forehead. He smiles up at me, eyes clear and sparkling. We our being ourselves with each other to the fullest, and receiving nothing but love and acceptance back.
My first thought is of Willow holding Rose's hand, tapping out her counts with her. It's almost too perfect an analogy; I can't believe I'm not making this up. Autistic gay love has the power to take physiological facts about us that others' misguided love and imperfect expressions of other emotions have tethered to deep feelings of shame and guilt, and recontextualize them as normal, acceptable, and good. In my relationships, in my wider community, I am accepted, I can take off the mask, I can explore who I really am at the core.
Camp Damascus is a very well-crafted journey through a few connected concepts. Chuck Tingle is not playing coy with any of them. From the language he uses on his blog, I had started to guess that the villains of the story would be demon worshipers, or perhaps devils themselves, wearing the coat of the righteous; a warning that those who claim to be on God's side may be against Him. One of the ways the book surprised me was what it says instead of this. The people who will use demonic methods to achieve their ends believe they are on the side of the righteous, and this makes them all the more dangerous. For the most part, though, the book wears its symbolism on its sleeve, and is not afraid of being very explicit with its messaging. Kingdom of the Pine is not special in its thinking, only its practices.
The craft of this book was also at the level I needed to learn about writing from it. The way it jumps between scenes and expresses the passage of time is very natural, and very focused. I struggle a lot with plotting out my books, worrying a lot about structure and how to get characters from one place to another. My TTRPG background has me focus a lot on journeys, but I can struggle to allow myself to focus in on what matters. Camp Damascus gives you all the logistics that matter, like how Rose achieves her most important successes, and the plot-relevant mechanics of the universe and specific machines. It is also a lesson in having the perfect protagonist for your story. It is very natural that Rose succeeds because of the things that are most core to her, because those things are what the story demands of her, and at the same time the story works around the journey she needs to have as a character. The way these elements work together is something I will consider in my own writing. There are smaller things, too, in the writing that I am thinking about but would take too long to explain
A lot of thematic content in the book is not new to me, and a lot of the religious trauma content does not really connect to my life. However, some of the ideas are making a big impact. In particular, the expression of what love can do and what it is worth is impacting how I think about love in my own life. This book makes me appreciate the love I have with my boyfriend in a slightly new way. It also reminds me that I have a large accepting family that enhances my life in many ways. I will never again be at risk of ending up in a place like Rose at the start of the book. Just as surely as she is free from her nightmare at the end, I know my community has me for life.
At the same time, this is certainly a horror novel. There are scenes in this book so grotesque that they will have me shuddering for weeks. I don't have much to say on the topic, but could not leave out that the fear and discomfort are very real in this book. At the very same time, there's something else that this book very much makes me feel:
Love is real.
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