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Reread time (again). Because goddamn, this criminally underrated trilogy is dear to my heart, and suddenly I need it (again). As an adopted kid it brings to life a deep-seated dream I’ve always held since I was wee. If it can’t be my story, I can only live another’s with them.
Maybe if I sign up to Ancestry the Fae will finally find me and take me home. 🛌

Reread time (again). Because goddamn, this *criminally underrated* trilogy is dear to my heart, and suddenly I need it (again). As an adopted kid it brings to life a deep-seated dream I’ve always held since I was wee. If it can’t be my story, I can only live another’s with them.
Maybe if I sign up to Ancestry the Fae will finally find me and take me home. 🛌

Reread time (again). Because goddamn, this trilogy is dear to my heart, and suddenly I need it (again). As an adopted kid it brings to life a deep-seated dream I’ve always held since I was wee.
Maybe if I join Ancestry.com the Fae will finally find me.

C.39 SCREAMINGCRYINGTHROWINGUP BUT JUST INTERNALLY IN CASE MY NEIGHBOURS HEAR ME THROUGH THE WALL AND CALL AN AMBULANCE

I am stanning a KingSwift bromance so hard right now. Or is it SwiftFisher - do they have a ship name yet? Because if not, they should, so now they do.

AAAAAAAAAHGGGGHHHHHHHH

Dear Diary. Today was a public holiday. I’ve been reading for 11 hours straight. It’s 9:26pm. I’ve had roughly 8.5 gins since 5pm. I’m about to start C.29, I’m wide awake, and I’m SO UNREASONABLY STRESSED OUT by this that my many, MANY months of Invisalign treatment are being reversed by my teeth grinding hard enough to fucking bend them. Fics were the worst/best decision I’ve made in my entire life.

Today was a Friday public holiday in my NZ region. I’ve been reading this for around 11 hours straight. It is 9:26pm. I have had roughly 8.5 gin & soda-waters since 5pm. I am about to start Chapter 29, I am wide awake, and I am SO UNREASONABLY STRESSED OUT by this that my many, MANY months of Invisalign treatment are being reversed by my teeth grinding hard enough to fucking bend them.

OH GOD THE FEELS, WHY ARE THERE SO MANY FEELS

AH CRAP. I am obsessed with this Draco POV.
WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME?! 🤦🏻‍♀️

I blame Reddit.

”Hermione released her temples to see her coworker, Aiden O’Connor, standing at the corner of her cubicle, eating a banana. What a foul thing to do.”

✨Girl gets me✨ ‘cause bananas are -*sings in Jean-Ralphio Saperstein*- the WoOooOoRSSTT

🛌

60% update:
1. This is a LONG-ASS BOOK and I’m not mad about it in the slightest.
2. YASSSS but also AAAGGGHH
3. Matias is still alive 😠😤😡🤬
As you were.

I secretly read Manacled, and I secretly loved it. Alchemised is not Manacled, and it should not be judged as such. I am here at 52%. I cannot put this shit down. If you disregard one because you’ve read the other, you’re missing out, because while they may share a base they are NOT the same. Also, Matias still hasn’t fallen on a knife, and I’ve had too too much gin. In hindsight this will be my review. TY.

Matias needs to fall on a knife and at this point I make no apologies for that sentiment.

Maria’s needs to fall on a knife and at this point I make no apologies for that sentiment.

Mathias needs to fall on a knife and at this point I make no apologies for that sentiment.

I have a BIG SERIOUS book to start but that’s a tomorrow thing because right now I just need a little more of this okay thank you

Am unexpectedly hooked and only started this a few hours ago. It’s (comparatively) short, but the fact remains. I’d be finishing it tonight if tomorrow I didn’t have to get up to go to the job I have in order to get paid so I can live in a dwelling with a roof under which I attempt to keep my sanity by consuming books outside of work because I definitely don’t ever read when I should be working at said job.

Society never accepts every facet of a woman’s true nature - especially their grief and trauma and darkness - though it feasts on those things until it consumes them, leaving only a polished facade behind. The world wants a perfect victim. Not the creature a woman like me might choose to become to survive.

I’m getting there. Sloowwwwwwly.

”I’m not a damn hermit. Just an introvert.”
“There’s a difference?”
“Introverts simply prefer to be alone and not to be annoyed by other… humans.”
“So do hermits.”
“Look. I just have a lower tolerance for people.”
“Low tolerance for people?”
“They annoy me.”
“Like I am?”
“Exactly. Even if you do make passable tea.”

Found my fictional soul-sister.

“She took out her wand - yes, you heard me - handcrafted according to her Pottermore -assigned wand as 14.5 inches long, made of vine wood with unicorn hair core.
I’d asked her what her craftsman had used instead of unicorn hair, because unicorns weren’t real. She’d just laughed at me like I was silly and naïve. So I left it alone.”

She took out her wand - yes, you heard me - handcrafted according to her Pottermore-assigned wand as 14.5 inches long, made of vine wood with unicorn hair core. I’d asked her what craftsman had used instead of unicorn hair, because unicorns weren’t real. She’d just laughed at me like I was silly and naïve. So I left it alone.

She took out her wand - yes, you heard me - handcrafted according to her Pottermore -assigned wand as 14.5 inches long, made of vine wood with unicorn hair core. I’d asked her what craftsman had used instead of unicorn hair, because unicorns weren’t real. She’d just laughed at me like I was silly and naïve. So I left it alone.