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im gonna count this as reading the whole thing because fuck you. anyway i like the part where they're all fucking around until loki throws the mistletoe dart and baldr fucking DIES and the tone shifts so heavily
i do not CARE if this was cheesy and saccharine as all hell. let other people cringe and roll their eyes. i love this genre of "historical fiction but instead of being uptight and stuffy we're gonna have a romp and its just gonna be set in the past". i love queer joy. i love love. fuck you i love this book
Ding ding ding ding ding BANGER ALERT. Whole thing goes crazy hard and I'm just sitting here like wow.... WOW..... i have so many thots but I need to save them for class so y'all just have to know i think this is mwah mwah mwah so good.
really am of two minds about this because like....... its a good book!! And while it meets like THE unchangeable Romance Criterion (HEA/HFN), and romance novels CAN obviously deal with heavy subjects........ this was not a romance. Maybe contemporary fiction with a romance subplot? For me theres a very specific feeling that comes w a romance novel (the feeling is "aaaaaaaaaaaa oh my godddddddddddd awwwwwww thats so- OH THATS SO CUUUUUUTE") and it just didn't give!! I'm sorry!! But it's a very good book!
Also I'm gonna do some vague trauma dumping behind the spoiler tag:Helen Hoang giving her protagonist (undiagnosed) autism is just, like, her thing, but she did NOT need to give her the same relationship i have with my dad and then have him die in the exact same conditions as my grandma, which by the way are genetic, and might be how my dad goes in 20-30 (but hopefully way more) years. I think that was so uncalled for.
Also I'm gonna do some vague trauma dumping behind the spoiler tag:
this felt like reading fanfiction from a fandom i'm not a part of
ig i was disappointed that all the stories were like 1 page and told really dryly but like it’s a barely-500 page collection of stories from an entire continent edited by a white guy so like maybe i shouldn’t be surprised