Ceraphina
Tyler reminded me of a misguided Cop. The kind of man you meet who is pretentious about what's right/wrong, thinks they're smarter than the rest and that the way to fight and dismantle evil is from within the evil itself. But you come to find out that they're overall lazy, want the easy way out, and yet use their position as a way to keep themselves up on a pedestal for pseudo change and liberation.
Tyler's similar. After his sister experiences something truly awful he decides to keep his faith and become a Priest, a way to offer a fresh start for the people and on his pedestal show “change”
He's on his path of self righteous-ness until he hears a breathy and husky voice in a confession and all of a sudden, fuck God am I right? What's a man to DO when faced against a sexy voice? How is God testing him this horribly? Eye roll
Tyler overall is a very confusing character which tells me perhaps the author wasn't confident in which direction she wanted to go with this. Tyler at any point will be like: “I want to see her choke on my cock” and within the next sentence think “but this isn't feminism!!!”
Yet his feminism is what.... Exactly? Choosing a career that is famously known to hurt and exploit? Oh right he's different though, um, so after realization of what happened to his sister and him repeatedly harping on himself for all the signs he must have missed of her pain, surely he extended his time in understanding more of what women have to endure and go through and educate himself on these signs? No? Okay, how about!! he begrudgingly reminisces over how every girl who he wanted to fuck rough didn't like it because they're educated and independent and every girl who did want rough sex had.... emotional issues? Trauma? They were unloved? This all screams that he surely paid much attention in his women studies classes. By placing women into such tight boxes of x equals x screams feminist mindset to me.
And what the fuck was Poppy? She had no dimension to her. By page 65 she was getting eaten out after using a HOLY confessional booth to talk about how wet she is, how she likes to finger herself, loves to get rammed into... Like sorry Poppy, while Tyler is written like a confused white man you're written low key predatory. She saw her new Priest was hot and said I don't care, even though I spent hours on Google to learn Catholicism - really Poppy was just on Google to figure out how to get into Tyler's pants. She was aware she was well educated and attractive. Admitted she got off on seeing men want her for sexual reasons only. Knew of her sexual allurness and used this all against poor willed Tyler to nab the ultimate forbidden situation of having sex with a priest. Weird Poppy, that's weird.
It's like the author just constantly was back tracking. Wanted a broody horny man who took what he wanted yet valued Godlike etiquette. Wanted a man who was deprived emotionally and sexually, yet valued Woman on the same plain as his God. It was like Simone was trying to cover the tracks for various criticisms. The top example that came to my mind was how Myer was ruthlessly criticized over how Edward watched Bella sleeping from Twilight. And yeah, we should question these things when it's what a teenage girl is reading. But this is SMUT. For adults. I don't want to read Tyler saying he's googling Poppy and her prestigious family and in the next sentence with parentheses (I know this is creepy. I'm sorry) seriously, what?? Lol just Google your silly little slut, jack off, and let's move on. I don't need apologetic behavior from a man who is a fake feminist and clearly shouldn't have thought that by becoming a priest he was going to absolve every bad man's actions cause that's not how allyship works. You can have religion, but you should be very aware of when your actions under your religion become questionable.
The sex scenes were hot. Simone knows how to write a good one. But with Tyler's issues, Poppy being a cardboard cut out of a pile of horny no moral lavender scented trash, the sex was just overall whatever to me. I'm not entirely sure what I wanted from this, but Tyler and Poppy are not it. It landed on that strange line for me when it comes to smut/romance on being too serious or too silly for what the premise should be.
Tyler reminded me of a misguided Cop. The kind of man you meet who is pretentious about what's right/wrong, thinks they're smarter than the rest and that the way to fight and dismantle evil is from within the evil itself. But you come to find out that they're overall lazy, want the easy way out, and yet use their position as a way to keep themselves up on a pedestal for pseudo change and liberation.
Tyler's similar. After his sister experiences something truly awful he decides to keep his faith and become a Priest, a way to offer a fresh start for the people and on his pedestal show “change”
He's on his path of self righteous-ness until he hears a breathy and husky voice in a confession and all of a sudden, fuck God am I right? What's a man to DO when faced against a sexy voice? How is God testing him this horribly? Eye roll
Tyler overall is a very confusing character which tells me perhaps the author wasn't confident in which direction she wanted to go with this. Tyler at any point will be like: “I want to see her choke on my cock” and within the next sentence think “but this isn't feminism!!!”
Yet his feminism is what.... Exactly? Choosing a career that is famously known to hurt and exploit? Oh right he's different though, um, so after realization of what happened to his sister and him repeatedly harping on himself for all the signs he must have missed of her pain, surely he extended his time in understanding more of what women have to endure and go through and educate himself on these signs? No? Okay, how about!! he begrudgingly reminisces over how every girl who he wanted to fuck rough didn't like it because they're educated and independent and every girl who did want rough sex had.... emotional issues? Trauma? They were unloved? This all screams that he surely paid much attention in his women studies classes. By placing women into such tight boxes of x equals x screams feminist mindset to me.
And what the fuck was Poppy? She had no dimension to her. By page 65 she was getting eaten out after using a HOLY confessional booth to talk about how wet she is, how she likes to finger herself, loves to get rammed into... Like sorry Poppy, while Tyler is written like a confused white man you're written low key predatory. She saw her new Priest was hot and said I don't care, even though I spent hours on Google to learn Catholicism - really Poppy was just on Google to figure out how to get into Tyler's pants. She was aware she was well educated and attractive. Admitted she got off on seeing men want her for sexual reasons only. Knew of her sexual allurness and used this all against poor willed Tyler to nab the ultimate forbidden situation of having sex with a priest. Weird Poppy, that's weird.
It's like the author just constantly was back tracking. Wanted a broody horny man who took what he wanted yet valued Godlike etiquette. Wanted a man who was deprived emotionally and sexually, yet valued Woman on the same plain as his God. It was like Simone was trying to cover the tracks for various criticisms. The top example that came to my mind was how Myer was ruthlessly criticized over how Edward watched Bella sleeping from Twilight. And yeah, we should question these things when it's what a teenage girl is reading. But this is SMUT. For adults. I don't want to read Tyler saying he's googling Poppy and her prestigious family and in the next sentence with parentheses (I know this is creepy. I'm sorry) seriously, what?? Lol just Google your silly little slut, jack off, and let's move on. I don't need apologetic behavior from a man who is a fake feminist and clearly shouldn't have thought that by becoming a priest he was going to absolve every bad man's actions cause that's not how allyship works. You can have religion, but you should be very aware of when your actions under your religion become questionable.
The sex scenes were hot. Simone knows how to write a good one. But with Tyler's issues, Poppy being a cardboard cut out of a pile of horny no moral lavender scented trash, the sex was just overall whatever to me. I'm not entirely sure what I wanted from this, but Tyler and Poppy are not it. It landed on that strange line for me when it comes to smut/romance on being too serious or too silly for what the premise should be.