I want to make a list of people and stories I’ve read recently, because there have been so many absolutely brilliant stories posted lately.
@heyyyharry - the ‘Flatmate Harry’ series is most definitely one of the best pieces of writings there are on tumblr right now. the plot, the writing, the characters, all of it is brilliantly thought through.
@harrys-oh-anna - ‘So tired’ has two parts and both kept my eyes glued to the phone the entire time.
@chillmichelle - ‘Open and Hoping’ like… this story is terribly heartbreaking and at the same time incredibly entertaining. also, it’s a completely new plot, I never read anything similar to it which makes it all the more brilliant.
(Warning: MUCH SIN AHEAD! This is a pure smutty fic, way explicit and utterly graphic. It follows Betty and Jughead down the road of testing the waters with each other until the inevitable happens ;) You asked, so I deliver :P I also tried to incorporate it into the plot of Rivedale in order for the story to have a much more realistic sense in a way! Anyway, thank you so much darlings for your compliments and your amazing feedback!! I hope you all enjoy!)
La Petite Mort - 1. Innocence Lost
I’m a high school lover, and you’re my favorite flavor
Love is all, all my soul
You’re my playground love
A light breeze caresses the leaves of the oak tree
next to Betty’s opened window and twirls inside her dimly lit room to the beat
of some mellow tunes that echo lightly from her golden rose laptop. The ruffle
curtains sway under the feathery force of the physical change that disrupted
the otherwise calm evening, the shadow of the sheer material dancing over the
profile of the two teens that are tangled up with each other on the
princess-like double bed at the center of the room. They are in their own world of first time
loving and blissful adolescent ignorance, enjoying the momentary peace and
quiet of their hectic small town, drama-filled lifestyle, getting lost in the
feeling of drowning deeper and deeper in a sea of amour and lust.
Wet sounds of tongues lazily exploring the new-found
territory of each other’s lips and steady beating of two Eros wounded hearts
are suppressed by the singer’s voice that urges them to carry on in the
background and Jughead is ashamed to admit that his mind fails to register what
movie that song musically decorated, even though he swears it’s in the tip of
his tongue. But then again the tip of his tongue is now being sucked by Betty
Cooper’s voluptuous lips and he can hardly pinpoint anything anymore, not even
his own name.
“Gabe girls don’t quit at half time” YES QUEEN! New motto right there!
Or full time! Or when we are politely asked to leave the premises!
We’re the most relentless section of the fandom in a lot of ways. Death is it? Years is it? Is that all you got?! A bit of death? Ain’t nothing wrong with a ‘la petite mort’ every now and then. He’ll come again.