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YAY! MY RADIANCE ARRIVED!!

IT’S BEAUTIFUL and I couldn’t possibly be more excited!!!

@radiance-anthology​ I can’t possibly express how eagerly I’ve waited for this package, and now that it’s arrived, I can’t get over how incredible every single piece in that box is!  There are just so many amazing goodies but first and foremost, the book is totally exquisite!

LOOK AT ALL THESE INCREDIBLE THINGS FANNIBALS HAVE MADE!

GONZO APPROVES!

THIS IS MY STORY (EEP!) I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY :)

I want to send A HUGE THANK YOU to @allione and @lovecrimecat for their unbelievably hard work to give this incredible gift to the fandom. On a more personal level I just can’t thank you guys enough for giving me the opportunity to see one of my stories in print! I never thought I’d ever see that, and I’ll always be grateful to you for making that happen XOXO

Also CONGRATULATIONS to all my fellow contributors, I can’t wait to read all your stories and ogle all your gorgeous art <333333 Can’t wait to get in on the @radiancebookclub !!!

Beauty heaven 💥 head over to @intothegloss to see what’s in my top shelf 👏🏼 so honored and love reading all of your beautiful, supportive comments, I seriously love you guys so much 🌹 thank you, it means the world to me

hardcandycorcoran  asked:

chaPTER 1 of the Stan and Eddie as brothers fic is up!! Its on eddies-how-shorts tumblr and ao3 with my account!! Its called Notes From a Budding Ornithologist (cheesy we know,,,) and chapter 1 was written by me, chapter 2 will be written by eddies-how-shorts and so on and so on!! Also its a lot dARkEr than we first imagined but its finally here I'm sobbing this is our baby

GUYS!!!! GO READ THIS FIC right now because this hc is the cutest and so are the two persons who are writting it and!!!!! wOW im so excited
I’ll read this beautiful fic as soon as I can!!!!

here is the link, go check it out!!

 https://eddies-hoe-shorts.tumblr.com/post/166525636580/notes-from-a-budding-ornithologist-chapter-one

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This playlist wis dedicated to @sincewhendoyoucallme-john ’s masterpiece of a story ‘Gimme Shelter’. It has all the songs featured within the chapters, which are just amazing and Really set the tone of chapters. It was so beautiful and you need to go read it now!

anonymous asked:

Just popping in to say that your venting post about Winger/Upside of Unrequited was SO CATHARTIC for me. No hate to either of those books but I have been in the position where I was looking for queer reads and got recommended stuff with cishet leads and queer supporting cast. NOT THE SAME!! Also, wanted to let you know that I read your site and it's beautiful and awesome. I've found so many excellent reads thanks to you!

RIGHT? JUST NOT THE SAME. Doesn’t mean they’re bad! (Actually, UPSIDE is a major favorite of mine.) A salad with bits of ground beef in it might be super delicious but if I’m looking for a steak and you give me that salad I am going to THROW IT AT THE DAMN WALL.

(Well, I don’t waste food, but, you know. #Metaphor)

I’ve now watched the first two episodes of the Ancient Magus’ Bride anime and I’m already so in love with this anime! I’m excited for the next episodes and I’m going completely blind into it, because I haven’t read the manga.
So far the world is beautiful, love it when magic is in modern days time. All these creatures we have already seen are so well designed!
The art style in general from this anime is excellent, from the details and light effect to the cute chibi style for comedy moments, it’s perfect. x3
I liked Elias alone from his design and his character so far is very impressive, but also fun at the same time. I feel very sorry for Chise’s past and awwwed a lot when Elias proclaimed that she is family now. And I shared Chise’s reaction at his sudden proposal. That guy really is such a blunt one. xD
Really have to say that no anime enchanted me like this in a long time. x3

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That feeling when you’re reading a book and maybe it’s a love scene, or maybe it’s a character learning something about him or herself, or maybe it’s something that you’ve always thought but never knew anyone else thought or felt that way too, and your whole body grows warm and tingly and there are tears in your eyes… that. That’s why I read. To feel. To connect. To understand. To have my whole body warmed while I forget to breathe.

Because,” said Thor, “when something goes wrong, the first thing I always think is, it is Loki’s fault. It saves a lot of time.
—  Norse Mythology, by Neil Gaiman
I wonder why each little bird has a someone to sing to

i got a few requests for a companion piece to the gifts of beauty and song, my retold sleeping beauty fairytale, so here you go

so maleficent is the good fairy here, right, and the three fairies are the bad ones, so like fae do they each appear to be what they’re not. and aurora, given fae gifts and raised by fae, is nearly fae herself. maleficent knows that only an elf could hope to sway a fae heart, because elves are impervious to their glamour. maleficent kidnaps the young prince philip, and brings him to the elven realm. she tries to bargain a prince for a prince, but the king is unswayed. a human prince, he declared, is only worth an elvish servant, so that’s what she gets.

maleficent takes the servant and puts him in philip’s place, gives him that name, and watches as the servant elf is made a prince among mortals, watches as he eventually captures aurora’s heart, and saves her from her living death. watches as the elf servant turned prince becomes a king, as the almost-fae princess aurora becomes queen, and their two kingdoms become one and they rule the land of men together.

this, of course, begs the question – what happens to our dear human philip?

he is not the first child that has been bargained away to the elves, and elf queen thalia settles the young boy on her hip and raises an eyebrow at her husband, waiting. the child awakens by degrees, until he’s clutching her neck and blinking at the gathered elves. thalia is only grateful that he hasn’t started screaming, like so many of his kind do.

normally the children that are bargained to them are put to work in the castle, where they’re safe, where their clumsiness and their ignorance and their mistakes will be glossed over, where she and the king will ensure they will be politely ignored rather than harassed. they’ve lost a servant boy, and so she’s sure a servant boy is what this young human is meant to become.

except a woman of the court steps forward, and she’s old, old enough that it shows, that her curly hair has gone silver and wrinkles are etched deep in her face. lady ember is older than the forests they reside in, is older than her grandmother, than her great grandmother. everyone’s lost track of her exact age, but she’s the oldest elf in village. thalia likes her – she and lady ember have skin of the same dark shade. thalia hopes that if she is to live long enough, she and lady ember would look alike.

“i would like the child,” she says, eyes like amber, and for the moment she appears younger than she ever has. there’s something eager in her, and it brings a life to her that thalia hasn’t seen in a long time.

thalia looks to her husband, and king celedor gives a minuscule twitch to his lip which is an equivalent to a shrug. she sets the young human on the ground, and ember holds out a single hand. the child looks behind him, then in front him, and takes cautious steps forward. he steps until he can take her hand, his own looking small and pale in hers. “it’s been a long time since i was able raise a child,” ember says, “i would like to do so again. will you come home with me?”

and thalia understands. elf children take many hundreds of year to mature, and ember would not risk dying on a child before it could take care of itself. but humans are candles that burn at both ends – hot, and fast. within a decade or two the child in front of them will be able to survive on his own, will not need lady ember to coddle him for centuries.

he nods, and finally opens his mouth to say, “i am philip.”

“hello philip,” lady ember smiles, “i am lady ember of the mother tree. now you are lord philip of the ember tree.”

they are elves. they don’t do something as gauche as gasp, but the sentiment comes out just the same. celedor’s mouth drops open a millimeter and thalia’s right index finger twitches. raise a human child like a beloved pet they could all understand – but to adopt one, to truly adopt one that she’d just met and didn’t know and bequeath to him the estate and title the noble name of the mother tree?

lady ember leads her new son away, and the gathered elves can do nothing but stare.

~

prince elion – eli, to everyone who doesn’t want the prince of the elves nursing a personal grudge against them – comes home in the dead of night, when he can slip past the guards and the fawning people on the street and sneak into the royal quarters.

“mother,” he greets as he enters the library. his father sleeps early, but his mother doesn’t go to bed until nearly dawn. he kneels by her side, and she runs a hand through his hair, tugging the leather tie off when it gets in her way. his mass of dark curly hair tumbles around his head, and as he shakes it out leaves other debris fall out. thalia sighs, but doesn’t remark on it.

“your hunt went well?” she asks, although she knows the answer. eli is one of the best hunters in the kingdom, and his hunting parties – comprised of the strongest and best among the noble families – are notoriously profitable.

he grins, teeth extra white against his skin, “of course, mother. did anything interesting happen while i was away?”

“the faerie maleficent came and bargained away a human prince,” she says, “she wanted you in return. your father gave her a servant boy instead.”

eli laughs, too loud and boisterous, in a way he would never allow himself to laugh around his father or his subjects.

~

philip thinks perhaps he should be screaming, or crying, or causing some sort of fuss about this new life and this old woman who insists she’s his mother now. but he’s never had a mother before, and this new place is beautiful. they live in palace carved out of an enormous tree – the mother tree that their name comes from – and philip is given a lot more freedom as an elf lordling than he was as a prince.

he hopes the boy who took his place is nice to his father, and doesn’t mind long evenings with only the servants for company. being a prince can be very lonely. he knows from experience.

ember gives him rooms and toys, but warns him that he has a lot of work ahead of him. as a human, he’s at a severe disadvantage here at the elf court. elves are faster than humans, stronger and smarter and wiser. “it sounds to me,” philip says, “that maybe they’re just older. if i had hundreds of years, I could be all those things too.” ember’s eyes crinkle at the corners when she smiles, and he returns it.

philip knows hard work. he was set to rule a whole nation, was set to lead whole armies. he knows training and learning and patience. learning to become an elf lord seems like it will be a lot easier than being a human king.

lady ember and her servants are harsh, but fair. in their home, in the mother tree, he is a pampered lord. out of it, however – he acquires many scars from training, from falling and failing. ember and her staff run him ragged into the ground, because he must be able to keep up with elves.

they have hundreds and hundreds of years to practice, to become strong and smart and fast. philip doesn’t have that long, so his mother forces him to do more, train harder, learn faster than would be expected of any elf.

so he learns. the first time he beats his trainer at an archery competition, he feels a swell of pride like nothing he’s felt before. as he inches his way to the level of his teachers, and then surpasses them, the feeling stays.

they’ve always been kind to him. but as his skill grows, they come to respect him, and that’s far more valuable.

~

eli hears of the human that lady ember of the mother tree took as her own – of course he does, it’s all anyone can talk about. but he doesn’t actually get a chance to see the boy, because lady ember keeps him safe on her lands, in her tree that none of them dare trespass on. so he assumes, like many, that she keeps him coddled and safe, away from those who would seek him harm, away from a world that would seek him harm.

then, two decades from when she gave young philip her name, lady ember finds him at court. she tilts her head, and he bows. he may be higher in rank, but he was raised to respect his elders, and lady ember is certainly that. “prince eli,” she says, “your next hunt is coming up, isn’t it?”

“yes, my lady,” he answers, wondering if she has a request. he doesn’t mind tracking down a certain type of meat or pelt for her – he likes the challenge, and likes lady ember.

she smiles at him, and for some reason he feels as if he’s staring into the jaws of a dragon. “excellent. might my son join you? he grows bored of hunting on his own.”

the last thing in the world eli wants to do is keep an eye on a bumbling, spoiled human. but this human is also the lord of the mother tree, and he can think of no response that wouldn’t bring his mother’s wrath down on his head. “of course, lady ember.”

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if my love were an ocean,
there would be no more land.
if my love were a desert,
you would see only sand.
if my love were a star-
late at night, only light.
And if my love could grow wings,
I’d be soaring in flight.

this dream is short but this dream is happy
—  Kiss of the Spider Woman by Manuel Puig
  • Tom: and this alleged affair with Belle has been going on for...?
  • Gaston: Two years.
  • Tom: and your first name is...?
  • Gaston: Gaston.
  • Tom: and your boyfriend's name is...?
  • Gaston: Lefou... I'm sorry, I misunderstand! You say 'boyfriend', I thought you say 'best friend'! Lefou is my <b> best friend</b>
  • Lefou: You bastard! You lying bastard!
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It’s no small feat.
It took a leader hiding pain and exhaustion under a careless laugh, an artist brimming with inspiration despite his tears, a friend with a big heart and warm hands to take away the difficult times; a dreamer with ambition and hope to inspire confidence, and an intelligent soul with the wisdom to make the tough decisions in a midst of awe and confusion, to paint this canvas. Here is to five incredible men who work so hard to fill the voids in our hearts with holes in their own. Here is to five brave men who stand to fight the odds again. Here is to Highlight. 


It really is still beautiful.