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Hi I read Near to the Wild Heart by Clarice Lispector because of your fic Roses in a Flatbed lol and I loved it! Both the book and the fic :) Just wondering if you have any other book recs

Hi! Thank you for reading one of my oldest stories, and I am honored that it inspired you to pick up Clarice! I love her very much. I’ve read and enjoyed quite a few of her books—The Hour of the Star, Agua Viva, The Passion According to G.H., A Breath of Life, The Apprenticeship or the Book of Pleasures—and I am working my way through Too Much of Life. All the above books I recommend. 

Now, for other books: I both love and dread giving recommendations, because I care too much about what my tastes say about me, and I also struggle to curb my impulse to list every book I have remotely liked in recent memory. 

Below are my list of recommendations, in no particular order. What they all have in common is that they are written by women, and they all changed my brain chemistry for the better. 

Northwood: A Novella by Maryse Meijer 

This Woman’s Work by Julie Delporte

Walking Through Clear Water in a Pool Painted Black by Cookie Mueller 

Cursed Bunny by Bora Chung

The Pisces by Melissa Broder 

We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson

I Who Have Never Known Men by Jacqueline Harpman

Winter in Sokcho by Elisa Shua Dusapin

The Ballad of the Sad Cafe by Carson McCullers  

A few of these books have content that could be upsetting, so check Storygraph or Goodreads before taking them out at the library or purchasing. Thanks for dropping by and happy reading! 

Sitting at the bar, Kurenai drags her finger down the side of a glass, wet from condensation. Raidou sits beside her, picking at some grilled fish. Sticks some in his mouth, not talking since they’re both ashamed of what they’ve done, how things are, that they let it get to this point. The bar is crowded, full of patrons celebrating the end of another terrible work week with the people they care about. Sick cosmic joke, it all is. 

There’s a woman to Kurenai’s side, leaning across the bar. Hair up in a clip, loudly talking about how her best friend is getting married. Arm around said best friend’s shoulders, as they finish each other’s sentences. It offends Kurenai, because she remembers when she was in her baby twenties and could be that happy girl in a bar. Smile with all her teeth and mean everything she says, drunk babbling and woo-wooing, liquid courage making it easy to believe that everything will be a-okay. 

We should be this happy. It feels like they are never going to get their turn. Kurenai traces a heart on the bar. Elbow on the counter, chin on her fist, head tilted as she starts to make different shapes—circles, stars, diamonds. Crude flowers, simple Xs, different words all to do with love and hope. She wants to be that girl again, the one who believed that her life could turn out happy. 

“Do you think we’re soulmates?” Kurenai asks the question, even though she knows Raidou’s answer. Their struggles are evidence, Kurenai is certain of it. 

Raidou chews for a minute, swallows his food before he answers because he was raised the right way. Turns to look at her too, this flat expression on his face. “Yeah.” He smiles when Kurenai scoffs, putting her hand over her mouth to smile into her palm. “I wasn’t even joking.” 

“Shut up.” Kurenai tries to sound threatening, but she’s still smiling, silly girl because it’s Raidou doing the talking. He sets down the chopsticks he was using to pick at the fish, then turns his body to give her his full attention. 

“Well, what do you think?” Raidou asks, looking right at her. It’s not hostile or confrontation either. His eyes are soft, like he can really see her. 

“I think that I’ve found you in every lifetime before, and will continue to find you in every lifetime after this one.” Kurenai leans over and tilts her chin down, pretending to glare right at him but smiles at the end to show that she doesn’t mean intentional harm. 

Raising an eyebrow, Raidou lets out a wheeze. “That sounds an awful lot like a threat.” 

“It’s a promise!”

“Every threat is a promise.” This is something that Raidou sincerely believes too. Has told her as much when he tells her that her love is always pointed right at his throat as if she is waiting for him to no longer be who he says he is. 

“I promise to keep finding you in every lifetime,” Kurenai sits up straight, smiles at him to seal it, like she did when they were kids and coming up with plans and strategies for their missions. Puts a hand over her heart as if to swear upon it. 

“You promise?” Raidou’s voice changes into something so much softer, more tender. It doesn’t fit this loud, noisy bar where people are talking fast and loud about their shit jobs and terrible love lives. Jokes about blowing up office buildings and raising ancient demons the background noise to a serious conversation about the laws of their universe. 

“I promise.” Kurenai picks up her drink, takes a sip, then another while Raidou appears to think about it for a moment. 

“So, you think we’ve done this before?”

“And we’ll keep doing it in the future.” Kurenai doesn’t know any other way to be. 

A/N

This ship is my original rare pair shame. I wrote about them in Storms and Lovesickness, both NSFW. Please mind the tags.

This is so pretty and perfect I want to throw up

Raidou/Kurenai commission ✨

His blush ☺

I need to write this story lol idk what ship to choose but I have to make it happen now.

@piedrpiper while i am honored my reaction will always be

there’s absolutely nothing better than reading a 100k word fanfic, that is until you remember you have a body that is starving, thirsty and incredibly sleep deprived and hasn’t used the bathroom since the sun set 8 hours ago