Drarry fanfic. Cute story about self-discovery and growth. A very fun competence kink with a bit of spice thrown in. Not a fan of the attempts at angsDrarry fanfic. Cute story about self-discovery and growth. A very fun competence kink with a bit of spice thrown in. Not a fan of the attempts at angst/tension as it all just ended up vague and confusing....more
Ugh how did I not know this was a work in progress? I’m so sad. I haven’t waited on HP fanfic WIP installments since Cassandra Clare’s Draco TrilogWIP
Ugh how did I not know this was a work in progress? I’m so sad. I haven’t waited on HP fanfic WIP installments since Cassandra Clare’s Draco Trilogy. Dark times....more
How is this over? I’m feeling very emotional and quite possibly on the verge of tears. I don’t know if they’re happy tears or if I’m feeling the loss How is this over? I’m feeling very emotional and quite possibly on the verge of tears. I don’t know if they’re happy tears or if I’m feeling the loss of ending an excellent trilogy.
This book was everything I needed to recover from the first two books. It felt like sunshine and rainbows after the most hellish storm of my life. It was basically an extended epilogue in my mind because it just made me so damn happy.
All the character growth I desperately needed was here. It was so natural too. I really believed these people learned from their mistakes, understood themselves better, and became better people. They weren’t perfect and miscommunication was still rampant, but that is why it felt so meaningful. The realizations and conversations that needed to happen happened while still staying true to who these two men were at their cores.
Sisky. He had the potential to wreck this story, be the unnecessary voice of readers� past complaints, and the Jar Jar Binks of this world. He didn’t do that, but there is the slight hint of it all that left me not totally in love with the choice to involve him. I would call him a bit too Deus ex Machina if he wasn’t an ongoing character. I didn’t mind him as a plot device exactly and he did bring a lightheartedness to the story that would definitely not have been there otherwise. Mixed feelings on this still.
All of my reviews are basically love letters to this author. I’m continuing that with this one. How is she not published?! How is this trilogy not out there for the world to consume in a way that gives her enough money to write me more books?! I’m so in awe when thinking about everything involved with this story. It’s so long and complex. Was it completely planned out in advance? Written all at once? How is there such continuity in characterization, voices, themes, and overall moods? It’s impressive beyond anything I could have imagined upon reading several positive reviews for an older fancfic. Just the use of intense and copious sex scenes to overwhelm the reader and bring you into the chaos of the relationship was genius. It also made the lack later on that much more noticeable and poignant. Nothing ever felt gratuitous or like it wasn’t meticulously plotted. I’m just in awe.
I stayed up way too late reading any chance I could and have so rarely felt compelled to finish a story. There’s pain and discomfort, but it’s worth it. Read the triggers, but I’d recommend giving this a try even if cheating typically makes you skip a read.
God I just want to experience this all over again. And also never again....more
This is a book I want everyone to read and no one to read.
This is definitely the most toxic relationship I have ever read about.
I hate everyone in thiThis is a book I want everyone to read and no one to read.
This is definitely the most toxic relationship I have ever read about.
I hate everyone in this book (except Patrick and Jon). Everything is awful. There’s no good in this world.
I hate Ryan still, but damn did I understand him better and certainly hate him less. This author did a fucking phenomenal job humanizing him from his manic side to his hopeful side. It was all so frustrating and so painful. I could relate to him the most though. He literally reminded me of myself in my early 20s when I would become more obsessive and desperate the more someone started pulling away and the more they led me on. It just felt so real.
Brendon is just a mess. I don’t really hate him because I understand all of his fears. He’s never wrong when it comes to Ryan. I even understand how he acts with Shane. It’s horrible, but it makes sense. I don’t want to sympathize with him, but I do. What I wouldn’t give for a few POV chapters from him.
I’m emotionally exhausted. I need to read the final book immediately and also never read it. I really didn’t expect to give this book 5 stars because I hated it and loved it so much all at once. It’s the kind of book where you’re 50% in and wondering how the hell there’s half left because so much has happened and there are just so many feelings. I don’t know that I can take any more.
I’m definitely going to read the next one.
Here’s some fucking quotes while I go take a cue from Ryan’s coping mechanisms playbook:
“I don’t think of Brendon or what’d this do to him or us because no, no, he murdered us. So let me murder him in turn. Let me kill something that is holy to him. Maybe then we’ll be even. Maybe then it’ll stop hurting.�
“‘I did something bad,� I say slowly, to bring down the sword that’s hanging above our heads. ‘I did... something wrong.� I pull my hand from his warm clasp. The skin of my palm feels cold now, without his touch. ‘I thought it’d make me feel better. It didn’t. I thought that... hurting you would make me feel better. But it won’t.’�
“And I take my place behind the microphone, where I will stand, where I am doomed to stand and privileged to stand, by myself, always by myself. Where I am never wrong, where I have never erred, my eyes flying over the rows of lifted arms, euphoric cries, devoted gazes. Where I am finally loved.�...more
I hated Ryan almost more than any other character I’ve ever read, but my god was he real. His pain, confusion, and I have too many feelings right now.
I hated Ryan almost more than any other character I’ve ever read, but my god was he real. His pain, confusion, and denial were all things I felt deeply. How did this author write him? How did she make me feel so much?
I don’t usually like angsty stories that leave you feeling hopeless, but this has grabbed me and pulled me under into the darkness. I don’t think I can come back up for air until I read the other two books. I don’t want to. I need to.
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