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I have always loved mythological creatures, but I think too many YA paranormal books focus on four creatures: vampires, werewolves, angels and fairies. So with the help of my followers (really they did all the work, I just wrote down the books into categories), I have compilied a list of books with underrated mythological creatures. Just to clarify, I haven’t read most of these books.

So if you like:


Sea Change by Aimee Friedman

Siren by Tricia Rayburn

Fathomless by Jackson Pearce

Forgive My Fins by Tera Lynn Childs

Of Poseidon by Anna Banks

Teeth by Hannah Moskowitz

Ingo by Helen Dunmore

Sirena by Donna Jo Napoli

Ascension by Kara Dalkey

Deep Blue by Jennifer Donnelly

Lost Voices by Sarah Porter

Wake by Amanda Hocking  

The Tail of Emily Windsnap by Liz Kessler

Tangled Tides by Karen Amanda Hooper

Tempest Rising by Tracey Deebs

Lies Beneath series by Anne Greenwood

The Siren by Kiers Cass

Daughters of the Sea by Kathryn Lasky


Anna Dressed in Blood by Kendare Blake

A Wounded Name by Dot Hutchison (A retelling of Hamlet)

Shades of London by Maureen Johnson

The Riddles of Epsilon by Christine Morton-Shaw

The Hollow by Jessica Verday

Shade by Jeri Smith Ready

Hereafter by Tara Hudson

Ruined by Paula Morris


The Darkest Powers trilogy by Kelley Armstrong

Sabriel, Lirael, and Abhorsen (a trilogy) by Garth Nix

Hold Me Closer, Necromancer by Lish McBride

The Johannes Cabal series by Jonathan L. Howard 


Hex Hall by Rachel Hawkins

Personal Demonsby Lisa Desrochers

Demon Lexicon series by Sarah Rees Brennan


My Soul To Take by Rachel Vincent

Sidhe’s Call by Christy G. Thomas 

The Banshee Initiate by Kelly Matsuura


Runemarks by Joanne Harris

The Goblin Wood by Hilari Bell

The Hollow Kingdom by Clare B. Dunkle


The Monstrumologist series by Rick Yancey

Pretty Monsters by Kelly Link


Eon by Alison Goodman

The Dragon of Trelian by Michelle Knudsen 

Enchanted Forrest series by Patricia C. Wrede

Soul Colector:

The Collector by Victoria Scott

Water horses:

The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater


Other by Karen Kincy


Firelightby Sophie Jordan

Talon by Julie Kagawa


Rampant by Diana Peterfreund

Greek mythology:

Oh. My. Gods. by Tera Lynn Childs

Pegasus by Robin McKinley

Antigoddess by Kendare Blake

The Devil:

Between the Devil & the Deep Blue Sea by April Genevieve Tucholke

Different creatures:

Darkness Becomes Her by Kelly Keaton

Enchanted Ivy by Sarah Beth Durst

Paranormalcy by Kiersten White

The Replacement by Brenna Yovanoff

Beautiful Decay by Sylvia Lewis

Egyptian mythology:

The Chaos of Stars by Kiersten White


Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor


The Amulet of Samarkand by Jonathan Stroud


The Darkness Rising trilogy by Kelley Armstrong

Trickster gods and demons:

Cruel Beauty by Rosamund Hodge (A retelling of Beauty and the Beast)

Original mythology:

Books of Great Alta series by Jane Yolen


As You Wish by Jackson Pearce


Seven Tears into the Sea by Terri Farley

Half Human by Bruce Coville


The Madison Avery series by Kim Harrison

Polynesian mythology:

Wildefire by Karsten Knight


The Nightmare Affair  by Mindee Arnett
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…why the hell am I suddenly imagining the Dread Pirate Queen Padme Amidala, scourge of the hyperspace lanes, foe of the Separatists and Republic alike,(repeated) capturer of Jedi (although, to be frank, Knight Skywalker is an enthusiastic kidnapee, and Master Kenobi is fairly tolerant of it all as long as he’s provided with tea and good conversation.)

…I’m fairly sure that this is a What If where Padme didn’t get Jedi/Republic support when the Trade Federation invaded Naboo, and somehow ended up becoming a Pirate Queen.
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There is a famous story told in Chassidic literature that addresses this very question. The Master teaches the student that God created everything in the world to be appreciated, since everything is here to teach us a lesson. 

One clever student asks “What lesson can we learn from atheists? Why did God create them?”

The Master responds “God created atheists to teach us the most important lesson of them all — the lesson of true compassion. You see, when an atheist performs and act of charity, visits someone who is sick, helps someone in need, and cares for the world, he is not doing so because of some religious teaching. He does not believe that god commanded him to perform this act. In fact, he does not believe in God at all, so his acts are based on an inner sense of morality. And look at the kindness he can bestow upon others simply because he feels it to be right.”

“This means,” the Master continued “that when someone reaches out to you for help, you should never say ‘I pray that God will help you.’ Instead for the moment, you should become an atheist, imagine that there is no God who can help, and say ‘I will help you.’”

ETA source: Tales of Hasidim Vol. 2 by Mar

I started reading this and was worried it would be something attacking atheists, or bashing religion, but this makes me really, really happy.

imagine that there is no God who can help, and say ‘I will help you.’”

Holy shit.

Holy shit.

Yes.  YES.

I’m not usually comfortable with talk of religion, especially God. But this? This is a story that hits home. 
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I kind of want to worldbuild about a story where a dark!Anakin and dark!Padme discover/rescue a dark!Obi-Wan after a long separation.

Padme and Anakin are stunned, enraged, and mournful - because they know, from firsthand experience, just what it takes to break a jedi - to break Obi-Wan - enough to go Dark.

Have you ever considered what would happen if it were true, if the Jedi really did have a plot to use the clones to overthrow the Republic? 

Honestly, I’m not sure I could really worldbuild a setup like that. Aside from the fact that it’s DRASTICALLY out of character for the Jedi… Palpatine managed to get the clones to be loyal to him, personally, via the chips and due to the fact that the Empire was ‘legal’ - that is, ratified by the Senate, which voluntarily gave him power (admittedly, after being manipulated into it, but still legal).

The Jedi don’t have that. They don’t have any formal power in the Republic, and the Clones are, technically, loyal to the Republic first, the Jedi second. If any of them tried to go against the Republic as a whole, illegally, the clones simply wouldn’t obey. …they’d probably try and kill/incapacitate the Jedi in question, though…

Drat. Now I have visions of a Lord and Lady Vader discovering the Secret Prisoner their Master has kept hidden in the dungeons of the Imperial Palace for years - Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan, who felt his people die, felt his friends die, felt everyone die, and after running for so long and so hard was captured and brought to Palpatine - who decided there could be no greater torment for him then to lead him to rot. Obi-Wan, who has to live in a place that resonates with the screams of his people being slaughtered, who has nothing but rage upon rage upon grief punctuated by torture and being Sidious’s personal punching bag, Sidious, who won’t even let him die…

And what does it matter, anymore, if he gets angry? He’s never getting out of his cell alive. He’s going to die here. There’s no one left to chide him about his un-Jedi-like rage, there’s no one to frown at him if he smiles or laughs or sobs over his memories, there’s no one to chastise him or send him to the Healers if he throws back his head and SCREAMS at the ceiling…
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I kind of want to worldbuild about a story where a dark!Anakin and dark!Padme discover/rescue a dark!Obi-Wan after a long separation.

Padme and Anakin are stunned, enraged, and mournful - because they know, from firsthand experience, just what it takes to break a jedi - to break Obi-Wan - enough to go Dark.
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The Bunnies have me this evening.

…Anakin is known for his unorthadox tactics. These include, but at not limited to, the one time he deliberately destroyed Obi-Wan’s tea collection, told his Master that the Separatists had done it, and then handed him his lightsaber.

…the Separatist outpost fell within minutes.
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…random headcanon where Obi-Wan finds out about Anakin and Padme’s marriage and their subsequent difficulties thereof (The secrecy is wearing on them, they have very different personalities, etc) and, in a fit of semi-hysteria, immediately proposes to BOTH of them.

…because SOMEONE has to keep this from going haywire, and SO HELP HIM he is going to make Padme and Anakin’s relationship work!

Padme: Is he serious?

Anakin: Don’t make any sudden movements and don’t speak in a loud voice! I haven’t seen him this irritated since the time his entire tea supply was destroyed in a sewage malfunction and he couldn’t get any for a month!

Obi-Wan: A SEWAGE MALFUNCTION? You told me it was hit by a lightening bolt!

Anakin: …crap…

Obi-Wan Kenobi: Anakin Skywalker, what did you do to my tea?!
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True or False ?

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UPDATE: mom had another stroke, or TIA, we’re not sure. they’re keeping her in the hospital again and my gut feeling is this time they’re keeping her for a while since they did an MRI and were gonna call in a neurologist. 

I had to get her transported by ambulance which means we’re gonna have a bill for that, and with her being back in twice in the same week, this is making us strapped as fuck. I was going to pay what I owe on my electric so I don’t get shut off tomorrow, but if I do that it wont leave me enough to make it through the month now so I’m gonna try and beg an extension out of them. 

In the mean time, I’m so so sorry since I thought I was okay for the rest of the month but I need more help. I’m so sorry to keep asking jesus christ I’m trying so hard to get straight with my bills. 


so we found out today mom’s got bone marrow cancer. the situation is weird in that, the doctor confirmed she does have cancer, and it is there, but her blood count has been bouncing back and forth and they can’t peg down what specific kind it is, and thus they can’t do anything about treating it right now. all they can do is just keep doing blood work and testing and keep an eye on things to see what happens. 

the amount of money for the constant blood work and doctor’s visits, plus the money for my own care for my chronic illness plus the mess with my dad suing us wrt the divorce that’s been final for two years is bringing up more debts than we have money to pay, and each expense or medical bill brings us that much closer to being homeless. 

consider this my permanent donation post. i’m really going to need as much help as I can get for the foreseeable future. im sorry to keep doing this but we only have so much income, and with me being disabled and unable to work, it’s just not enough. please boost this, and if you can, donate to my paypal please. 

i really don’t want to be homeless. i’m mentally ill, trans, disabled and can’t work and i really, really don’t want to be homeless. 

They discharged her yesterday and we’re back again right now because her oxygen levels dropped to 80. I have 40 dollars. Please boost.

They’re admitting her AGAIN
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Inspiration here though I took the Author’s choice option because there was no demon option on it ^^”

I had way too much fun researching the perfect demons to use :D

It’s actually Gen, as Len is just 14 here and it’s their first meeting :)




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what does turkish delight taste like and is it worth the events that occurred in chronicle of narnia: the lion the witch and the wardrobe

From what I recall, it tastes vaguely like a thick, sugary jello cube dipped in powdered sugar. 

People have done stranger in the name of dessert.

It was the middle of the war, and rationing was in full effect, which probably also had something to do with it.

Also it was literally Betrayal Magic.

That too.

Anon sent me this:

Anonymous said: Somebody wrote an essay about Turkish delight that I can’t locate just now.   IIRC, it’s fussy to make, is basically a delivery system for lots and lots of sugar, and historically was flavored with expensive things like rosewater.  So it was a symbol of ultimate luxury to a child evacuee in wartime England.
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So apparently it’s a Thing in Mando culture that when Mandalore needs somebody competent to get shit done, they hold a sort of mando olympics/spy games called the Great Hunt.  It’s kind of a galaxy-wide game of Murder.  You get a target, you’re someone else’s target, and y’all keep killing/capturing each other until someone comes out on top.

No my Irish ass read the title “Great Hunt” and immediately thought of the OTHER one…

…So what if Jango, acting as Mandalore, decides to hold a Great Hunt for Reasons, and due to location constraints, (he can’t broadcast from Kamino, it’d give the existence of the super-secret army away), he hold the announcement/opening ceremony on some historically conquered planet, nevermind the local that keeps yelling about “stay away from them rocks ye daft bastard!”.  Jango’s mandolorian is perfect, of course, but the way the speech is written:  Calling on all of the galaxy’s great warriors, prove your worth, blah, blah, GREAT HUNT, blah-

…And suddenly a covey or entirely-too-pretty beings come riding out of the middle of the stone circle on fucking elk, and Jango realizes he may have made  boo-boo.  He’s got just enough knowledge of the Old Ways to know you don’t go around UN-inviting people, so now the Great Hunt has a party of Fair Folk participating.

Meanwhile across the galaxy, every single Jedi expiriences an overwhelming sensation of NOPE.  Mace Windu, in an uncharacteristic fit of good judgement, pulls the entire order out to the most iron-rich planet they have a temple on to weather this out, because they are NOT getting mixed up in Fey  bullshittery. (it doesn’t work, esp when half the order has fey ancestry of some kind)

“How..?” Windu hissed, pinching the bridge of his nose, “Do you fuck up this badly?”

The Jedi had arrived on Kamino like a hurricane, roaring and literally ripping doors out of their hinges to get to Jango, apparently propelled by sheer incredulity.  He’d had just enough forewarning from the sound of shearing metal and invasion alarms to hide Boba in the panic room, but the Jedi had still managed to get into his apartment before he’d gotten his pants on.  So he was standing in the kitchen in his shorts, carbine rifle pointed at the Jedi.  he cocked it loudly, warning him not to come any closer.

“Go on and shoot me, you’d be doing me a favor.”  Windu snarled, resuming his furious pacing.

“Don’t tempt me Jedi.”  He growled back.

“You realize what you’ve done, right?  They have a standing invitation to the entire karking galaxy thinks to you.  Children are already going missing, trees walking, people being chased off their land-  and I can’t do a damn thing about it.”  Windu growled, robe flapping as he paced the short hall.

“Why not?”  Jango asked, trying to keep a bead on the man.  Windu stopped, inhaling deeply, then spoke slowly, as though to a child.

“The Fair Folk are far, far more powerful in the force than we are, and there’s a sort of- contagion, between force users.  The Sith, for all their vices, are at least an orderly people.  Her Majesty?  She’s practically the embodiment of chaos.  The more they intrude onto our side, the more disorganized and unpredictable the Force becomes.  It’s already effecting our ability to use it reliably. Getting physically close to them only makes it worse.”

“This sounds like Your problem.”  Jango spoke evenly.

“I’m MAKING it yours.” The Jedi snarled, suddenly entirely too close.  Jango hadn’t seen him move, and the edges of his cloak were suspiciously undefined, hemline blending into the shadows.  His eyes too-  Jango knew about the awful yellow color a sith could develop from Mando archives but this electric violet?  It wasn’t natural, to say the least.

“Finish the Hunt, and make sure they don’t have a reason to stick around afterwards.”  Windu’s voice was soft in his ear.  The barrel was pressed against his chest, he could just pull the trigger and Windu would be dead on the floor with half a ribcage.  But somehow- the unnatural color in his eyes told him it wouldn’t work.

“Fine, but you’ll owe me.”  Jango straightened up, pulling the Carbine back to his side.  The Jedi rolled his eyes but stepped back, a temporary truce.  “Kriff, barging in here and making demands before a guy can get his pants on…”

Jango didn’t like that smirk Windu gave him one bit.


Would not Her Majesty find Anakin and Obi-Wan to be uncommonly pretty?

Oh, she certainly would but I had other ideas for them:


Obi-wan barely heard the hoofbeats in time.

He grabbed Anakin by the hood of his robes, as he’d done a thousand times before with his danger-prone apprentice, and dove for the nearest hedge on the dark road.

“OW-! “ Anakin began before Obi-wan slapped a hand over his mouth, finger to his lips.  What’s going on? Anakin frowned over them bond.  

On the other side of the dense shrubbery, the Hunter caught up with them, and Obi-wan felt the wild energy charge through the Force.  From where he was, he could just see the top of them-  a set of jeweled antlers on something that should have been extinct several millennia ago, paired with the over-long barrel of s sniping blaster- My, they adapt quickly, don’t they?  

Anakin managed to sense that something was amiss and had stopped trying to Kick Obi-wan off him.  They heard the beast snort, cloven hooves kicking at the ground, tack jingling softly.  It had stopped, searching for them.  Obi-wan willed himself to stop breathing, eve as he felt Anakin begin to shake.  The wild Force grew around them, twisting like vines, the energy making him shake- he wanted nothing more than to leap out of the hedge and deal with the bastard personally-

Then he realized he could sense the being’s presence-  masculine, strong in the living Force, and not unfriendly.  In fact, something about this bright green curiosity seemed unnervingly familar.  That, and the fact that The Hunter had not yet continued down the trail.

Obi-wan realized Anakin had frozen in place, staring straight up.  He slowly looked up to see the twitching nose of the Stag, and beyond it-

“Obi-wan, that’s no way to greet your master.” Qui-gon beamed down at them.

Obi-wan stared up at the thing wearing Qui-gon’s face, what elf would DARE- 

The Force reached out to him, singing with Joy.

-No, there was no mistaking this signature it was him.  With an awful lot more living Force coursing through him than ever before, but that really made Qui-gon only more like himself.

“Always thought your lineage was suspect, Master.”

*SCREAMS* hey @shetanshadowwolf @jhaernyl get in on this!


Qui-Gon didn’t die; he just lost the parts of himself that were human and kept him tethered in this dimension.

You know who I see winning the Great Hunt?


I’ll pause for a moment to let that sink in.

Padme is the one that takes a blaster and blow’s the Queen’s head off. She’s the one who looks up at the gathered (and jaw-dropping) hordes of Mando, Fair Folk, and Jedi, gore dripping down the side of her face as she raises one perfect eyebrow. She’s the one who points imperiously to the side and snaps ‘You. Out.’ at the assembled hordes of Fairy - who promptly leave, slipping side-ways through dimensions as they return to Faerie.

Because not only is Padme kick-ass supreme bad-ass master of the entire Galaxy, but she has a personal stake in the matter. 

The Queen had forced Anakin and Obi-Wan to their knees. She was talking about how pretty they were. What nice pets they would make. And Padme had seen the sick, sick terror in Anakin and Obi-Wan’s eyes as the Queen reached forward -

Anakin and Obi-Wan are hers. And she’s theirs.

And no sith-spawned offspring of a rancor and a sarlacc was going to touch them!

And that is how the power of threesomes saved the Galaxy.
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what does turkish delight taste like and is it worth the events that occurred in chronicle of narnia: the lion the witch and the wardrobe

From what I recall, it tastes vaguely like a thick, sugary jello cube dipped in powdered sugar. 

People have done stranger in the name of dessert.
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In honour of it being International Talk Like A Pirate Day today, I want you to reblog this and add something appropriately pirate-y in your native language.

I’ll go first.

Danish: Splitte mine bramsejl, I svumpukler.
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So school is getting more & more expensive and I’m running out of money since I recently had to buy a lot of materials that were stolen from me.

If anybody can help, please donate to my paypal @

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There are certain times in one’s life where you just feel like cackling and screaming curses at the universe. Not because you’re upset or angry or frustrated, but just because. (Well, I am upset and frustrated and sleep-deprived, but still!)

…I have an excellent literary background and tend to absorb a lot of random trivia. And this is why I feel like shaking my fist at the night sky and screaming out the Black Lantern’s Oath.

…it is a wonderfully threatening bit of poetry, you must admit.

“…by my dark hand THE DEAD SHALL RISE!”


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