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maeumsim · 2 years

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for the book asks: 1,3 and 11

book you’ve reread the most times?

i think it's either a book i've read as a kid (i feel like i reread the prisoner of azkaban a lot for some reason, and also james and the giant peach) or pride and prejudice bc i read that one in french and english,,, i don't really reread books tho just bc i like to discover new ones more than revisiting stories i already know

3. what is your favourite genre?

fantasy, not urban fantasy i mean fantasy with wizards and dragons and ancient prophecies and quests... i also love literary novels/classics but it's hard to call that a genre

11. what non-fiction books do you like if any?

all about love by bell hooks, a poetry handbook by mary oliver, adult children of emotionally immature parents by lindsay gibson... there aren't a lot now that i think abt it?? i think it's bc i read a lot of excerpts and not whole books

#thanks hehe #mail💌

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kattra · 2 months

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What I’m Reading

FEBRUARY READS A Lesson in Vengeance by Victoria Lee ** It Would Be Night In Caracas by Karina Sainz Borgo Under the Smokestrewn Sky by A. Deborah Baker ** Sleep No More by Seanan McGuire ** Locklands by Robert Jackson Bennett Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents: How to Heal from Distant, Rejecting, or Self-Involved Parents by Lindsay C. Gibson (NF) Hana Khan Carries On by Uzma Jalaluddin Mammoths at the Gates by Nghi Vo ** Kat and Meg Conquer the World by Anna Preimaza Full-Metal Indigiqueer by Joshua Whitehead (P) The Witches by Roald Dahl

Graphic Novels: Eros/Psyche by Maria Llovet (GN) Porcelain by Maria Llovet (GN)

(26 books read / 100 books goal)

currently reading: What I Learned From the Trees by L.E. Bowman (P) A History of My Brief Body by Billy-Ray Belcourt Prospero Regained by L. Jagi Lamplighter Adorning the Dark: Thoughts on Community, Calling, and the Mystery of Making by Andrew Peterson (NF) How Long ’til Black Future Month? by N.K. Jemisin (SS) An Unkindness of Ghosts by Rivers Solomon Mislaid in Parts Half-Known by Seanan McGuire

* - re-read // ** - 4+ star-rating (recommended)

GN - graphic novel // NF - non-fiction // P - poetry SS - short story collection // AB - audiobook

TBR: The Innocent Sleep by Seanan McGuire XOXO by Axis Oh Summer Sons by Lee Mandelo Eat A Peach by David Chang (NF)

WHAT ARE YOU READING? :D

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immaturepeach · 2 years

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lauramkaye · 5 years

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When Multiple Axes of Nerdery Collide

Friend in group chat: *sends picture of lovely ripe peach she just bought*

Me: *sends two eggplant and one peach emoji, because I am immature sometimes*

Me: heh, you know, in these days of emoji innuendo, the line "Do I dare to eat a peach?" really takes on a whole different context for me."

Me: I should write a post on how "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" is about his internalized homophobia.

Me: Re-reads the poem

Me: Wait. Actually. That's a totally valid analysis of that poem.

Other friend in group chat: I did write that paper!

Me: *googles "peach meaning j alfred prufrock*

Me: *finds hilarious academic slapfight where two professors are arguing over whether the peach is literal and reflects the speaker's anxiety over physically aging and losing his teeth, or if it's a metaphor for female genitalia and reflects his anxiety over performing cunnilingus*

Me: *googles queer analyses of T.S. Eliot poetry*

Me: I missed a LOT in college.

#lit crit in the age of the internet

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babe-regent · 6 years

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CHARACTER INTERVIEW

Repost. Don’t reblog.

NAME: George Augustus Frederick of the House of Hanover, Prince of Wales, Duke of Cornwall, Duke of Rothesay, Earl of Chester, Baron Renfrew, etc

NICKNAME(S): Prinny

AGE: born in 1762, he is played on this blog as in his forties, and is not yet Prince Regent (although that may soon change)

SPECIES: All too human!

personal.

MORALITY: lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / true

RELIGIOUS BELIEF: George was raised very strictly in the Protestant faith with the expectation that he will one day become the Supreme Governor of the Church of England. Despite (or perhaps because of) this, he is an indifferent church-goer and detests most sermons, though he enjoys drinking with bishops. His current excuse for not attending the nearby Church of St. Nicolas in Brighton is that it is at the top of a very steep hill. He is rather distressed that the faithful of Brighton are planning to build a new chapel at the bottom of the hill especially for his convenience.

SINS: greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath (he often persuades other people to share in his vices, insisting friends overeat or drink too much, and has a passion for encouraging adulterous affairs)

VIRTUES: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice (he has few virtues, but his kind heart redeems many of his vices)

PRIMARY GOALS IN LIFE: A lover of beauty in all things, he wishes to gratify his own exquisite taste and share it with the world. The seduction of beautiful women, wearing of beautiful clothes, the purchase of beautiful objects, the development of beautiful and original architecture, and to serve his country by expanding English style. Most of all, he yearns to be loved and admired which has made him easy prey for those who chose to flatter him. It pains him that he is not more popular with his father’s subjects.

LANGUAGES KNOWN: English, French, German, Latin, and Greek (with a little Spanish and Italian).

SECRETS: His secret marriage to Maria-Anne Fitzherbert renders his marriage to Princess Caroline of Brunswick bigamous (in the eyes of God if not English law). He wears high cravats partly to obscure his double-chin and partly to hide the scrofula scars on his neck. Often he will come to believe any lie he might tell and thus his powers of self-deception often succeed in fooling others. He loves being ill because it is an excuse to stay in bed and be fussed over, and so makes much of every cough and sniffle. His growing corpulence is a great blow to his vanity although he pretends not mind it. He devours every caricature and article written about him, even though they depress and frustrate him, and then pretends to be above reading “such tripe”. He prefers to break up with women by letter or give no notice at all, not because it is more convenient, but because he knows he will cry and relent if he were to attempt such a thing in person. Although he is a spectacular spendthrift, he hates to spend physical money and often hides coins and notes in desk drawers and the pockets of his coats. He collects locks of women’s pubic hair, has kept every romantic souvenir ever presented to him, and likes to lie in bed and go through them when he is feeling particularly lonely or depressed.

SAVVIES: Although he has not an ounce of common sense, his sensibilities are extremely acute. He is highly intuitive (when not in a nervous state), thinks outside the box, and usually knows what to say in order to get what he wants.

BUILD: scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average — to use his words: “rather too great a penchant to grow fat”.

HEIGHT: a little over six feet tall.

WEIGHT: This fluctuates quite a lot, but is currently somewhere between 16 and 18 stone.

SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: The aforementioned scars on his neck as well as the scars on his backside from being whipped as a boy. It annoys him that the scar he gained from wounding himself to prove his love for Maria Fitzherbert has mostly faded away and it takes him a little while to discern it from his stretchmarks.

ABILITIES/POWERS: He is extremely well-mannered, clever, and articulate (even while drunk), a fine judge of art, plays the piano, the cello, and the flute, sings well, knows how to talk and how to listen, and can make himself agreeable to just about anyone should he set his mind to it. He is no snob and can be very kind-hearted. He supports many charities, is against slavery (although he cannot bring himself to quit sugar), patronises a society against animal cruelty, hates executions, gave up watching boxing when he saw a man die in the ring, and is exceedingly generous (albeit usually with other people’s money). He is charming, elegant, very witty, a good rider, can drive any vehicle on wheels, and does devastatingly accurate impressions of all his acquaintances.

RESTRICTIONS: He extremely emotional, perpetually in a dazzle, can’t shoot for beans, has no real idea of how much anything should cost, and often requires the support of his lovers and friends (who may not have his best interests at heart). He cries often, lies often, overeats, is incapable of fidelity, catastrophises situations, and can behave with astonishing immaturity. He is an alcoholic, increasingly addicted to opium, perpetually in debt, and prefers to run away from his problems. He is terrified of ridicule and has an exceedingly thin skin, although he does his very best to hide it. He chooses people over principles and often does not understand why a friend will suddenly become an enemy because of something he has done. He can be made to feel helpless very easily and often indulges in grand talk to hide his insecurities. He wants to do the right thing, but is too fond of escapism, so people dismiss him a stupid or silly.

favourites.

FOOD: His favourite foods are legion but particular mention goes to chicken, truffles, vol-au-vents, ice cream, marzipan, beefsteak, lobster, goose pie, puff pastry, turtle, oysters, roast capon, stuffed pike, syllabub, cheese, strawberries, peaches, pineapple, trifle, jellies, and custard pudding.

DRINK: Hot chocolate, cherry brandy, sherry, gin, whisky, port, hock, Madeira, champagne punch, and hot ale with toast.

PIZZA TOPPING: Pineapple ;)

COLOUR: He loves all colours, but his favourites are blue, pink, green, and gold. He is a magpie, attracted to anything that glitters, although he understands what suits his large figure and lately has chosen darker, more somber styles under the influence of Mr Brummell. His choices in interior design, however, grow brighter and more eclectic by the day.

MUSIC GENRE: He loves all sorts of music, employs a German band, delights in opera — particularly Rossini — enjoys cello pieces, will sing old catches and glees with anyone who cares to join in, taps his foot to keep time, invites soloists to perform for him, and will even dance a hornpipe or a fling if he’s in the mood (although lately he has begun to refrain due to his weight).

BOOK GENRE: He mostly enjoys light reading: poetry, romances, and comedies — although this is not a rule. He adores Jane Austen’s sharp wit and Walter Scott’s lavish narratives. He will inevitably end up putting himself inside the novel and agonising over the characters’ feelings as though they were his own. When he is alone, or as alone as a prince can ever be, he reads aloud to himself and “does the voices”.

MOVIE PLAY GENRE: The same. He has a particular affection for Shakespeare’s comedies and Sheridan’s farces. He will watch tragedies, if they have actors he admires, or has been told he ought to go, but they make him cry.

SEASON: Spring. He loves to see the world renew itself.

CURSE WORD: Damme, damn’d, God damn, and all varieties thereof.

SCENT(S): Almond cream, lavender water, rose water, elder flower water, jasmine pomatum and orange pomatum, eau de cologne, eau romaine, Arquebusade, essence of bergamot, vanilla, eau de miel d’Angleterre, milk of roses, huile antique, oil of jasmine, brandy, ripe fruit, civet, warm butter, roast meat, and the sea air.

fun stuff.

BOTTOM OR TOP: It varies between lovers and circumstances. He desires to be admired and treated with deference but longs for the security of a guiding hand. Without someone he can trust by his side, he will often go into an emotional tailspin. So, physically, it can go either way but emotionally he prefers a stronger partner.

SINGS IN THE SHOWER BATH: Loudly and frequently.

LIKES BAD PUNS: Don’t get him started!

#meme

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witchskies · 7 years

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some things i keep tossing around in my mind, because my mom wants to know what i want for my birthday and im lowkey a comfy person:

pink llama plushie

tiny green plants

crystals; id like some more pink quartz, carnelian, tigers eye

animal crossing, a 3ds stylus

yellow eyeshadow

a soft, knit blanket

new glases

call me immature but i love cute cat webkinz

tarot cards (1/2/3) - the last is my fav

a cute goodwill teacup w saucer

old used poetry books

warm socks, preferrably knit and some thigh high

pins, polaroid film

hufflepuff scarf

lots of pretty eyeshadow, korean makeup

im always down for tea. peach tea. mmm.

mmmm dark paranormal novels

hugs and idol anime cards

this is it for now

#my post #save #wishlist

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immaturepeach · 2 years

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they say dogs are a mans best friend, you were my Shiba Inu.

— you called me кот, yet I never felt a connection to cats.

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immaturepeach · 2 years

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immaturepeach · 2 years

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you don't know it yet, because I don't say it, I'm trying to keep it in so bad.- you can't know yet. but my dream is to hear your laugh. that is one thing i wish for, next year.

— new year resolutions by me

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immaturepeach · 2 years

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there lies a promise in not changing anything from the poem you wrote at 10:11 am in the ER. the verses you wrote late at night with blurry eyes and mind. and in it a certain kind of intimacy.

— immaturepeach

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immaturepeach · 2 years

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immaturepeach · 2 years

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meanwhile I feel like everyone's living their best worst lives, I'm living my worst worst life.

— immaturepeach

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immaturepeach · 2 years

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I destroy my own safe space desperately cravingly looking for recognition

— immaturepeach

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immaturepeach · 2 years

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Don't fall for poets, I say. Even worse so are poems, don't fall for those. Especially if you're a word-lover.

— a person like a poem you won't forget; moving on is hard. by me

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immaturepeach · 2 years

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crappy goodbyes aren't my nature.

I'm the one who writes you love letters

lays myself bare for the last of moments

with everything.

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immaturepeach · 2 years

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your number still sleeps in my contacts, maybe I was never meant to call.

— immaturepeach

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