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#writers #writing #writer life #the dog ate my homework #john steinbeck #of mice and men #novlr #fun fact #did you know #trivia #today I learned #til #creative writing #creative writers #writers life #just writer things

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verademialove · 5 months

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“But I do feel strange-almost unearthly. I'll never get used to being alive. It's a mystery. Always startled to find I've survived.”

John Steinback, Journal of a Novel: The East of Eden Letters

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x-heesy · 7 months

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🆆🅷🅰🆉🆉 🆈🅰 🅵🅰🆅🅾🆁🅸🆃? 🎭

I find out of long experience that I admire all nations and hate all governments -John Steinbeck-

[Iɴᴛʀᴏ]

Lᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs (ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs)

Tᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ (ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ)

Lᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs (ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs)

Yᴏᴜ ᴀɪɴ’ᴛ ɴᴏ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴍᴇ

Yᴏᴜ ᴀɪɴ’ᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴜsᴛʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛs

Yᴏᴜ ᴀɪɴ’ᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴛᴀʀᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛs

Kɪʟʟ ғᴏʀ ... ᴇᴀʀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴛʀɪᴘᴇs...

Nᴏ ʙᴏᴅʏ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏʟɪᴄᴇ

Lᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ

Wᴇ ɢᴏɴ‘ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ

Kɪʟʟ ғᴏʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ

[Cʜᴏʀᴜs]

(Sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ!)

Nᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴀᴋ I’ᴍ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛʀʏɴᴀ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴀ

(Sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ!)

Bʏ ɴᴀᴋᴇᴅ [?] ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ 25

Sɪʀᴇɴs ʀᴇᴅ, ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ

Dᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴍᴇ

Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ sᴀʏ sʜɪᴛ

Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴄʜ

Cɪᴛʏ’s ʙᴜʀɴɪɴ‘ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ғʟᴀᴍᴇs

(Sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ!)

Bᴜʟʟᴇᴛs ғʟʏɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ɴᴏ ɴᴀᴍᴇs

(Sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ!)

Yᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ

[Vᴇʀsᴇ]

Dᴇᴀᴛʜ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴅɪsʜᴏɴᴏᴜʀ

I ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ɴᴏ ᴋᴀʀᴍᴀ

Wʜᴇɴ ʀᴇᴛᴀʟɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ sᴛʀɪᴋᴇs ʜᴀʀᴅ

Jᴜsᴛ ᴇᴠɪʟ ᴄᴜᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀʀᴍᴏʀ

Gᴏᴛ ᴍᴇ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜɪs ᴀʟʟᴇʏᴡᴀʏ

Jᴜᴍᴘɪɴɢ ғɪsᴛ ᴛᴏ ғɪsᴛ

Nᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡɪɴ ʜɪs

Wᴇ ɢᴏɴ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋ ᴀ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ

[Bʀɪᴅɢᴇ]

Lᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs

Tᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ

Lᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs

Yᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴍᴇ

Gᴇᴛ ғᴜᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ

[Cʜᴏʀᴜs]

Sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ

Nᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴇᴋ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴏʀᴛᴇsᴛ ʀɪᴅᴇ

Sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ

Bʏ ɴᴀᴋᴇᴅ [?] ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ 25

Sɪʀᴇɴs ʀᴇᴅ, ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ

Dᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴍᴇ

Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ sᴀʏ sʜɪᴛ

Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴄʜ

Cɪᴛʏ’s ʙᴜʀɴɪɴ‘ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ғʟᴀᴍᴇs

(Sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ!)

Bᴜʟʟᴇᴛs ғʟʏɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ɴᴏ ɴᴀᴍᴇs

(Sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ!)

Yᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ

Tʜᴇsᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ғʀᴇᴀᴋs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ

[Cʜᴏʀᴜs]

Sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ

Nᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴇᴋ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴏʀᴛᴇsᴛ ʀɪᴅᴇ

Sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ

Sɪʀᴇɴs ʀᴇᴅ, ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ

Dᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴍᴇ

Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ sᴀʏ sʜɪᴛ

Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴄʜ

Cɪᴛʏ’s ʙᴜʀɴɪɴ‘ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ғʟᴀᴍᴇs

(Sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ!)

Bᴜʟʟᴇᴛs ғʟʏɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ɴᴏ ɴᴀᴍᴇs

(Sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ!)

Yᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ

[Oᴜᴛʀᴏ]

Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴡᴇ ᴀʟʟ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ. Wᴇ ᴀʟʟ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀ, ᴡʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ Gᴏᴅ ᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ Gᴏᴅ ᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ sʜɪᴛ ɪs, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ʙᴇɪɴɢ. Yᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ I’ᴍ sᴀʏɪɴ‘? Lɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ- ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴡʜᴇᴇʟ ɢᴏ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ, Gᴏᴅ ᴀɪɴ’ᴛ ɢᴏɴ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴ‘ ɢʀᴀʙ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴇᴇʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴜs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴏᴍᴇ! Nɪɢɢᴀ, ᴡᴇ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ‘ ᴄʀᴀsʜ! @invincible-selfxmade-punk @frenchpsychiatrymuderedmycnut @bigbonzo ThanX a bunch @katameme

Street Power by Ho99o9 🤘🏾🤘🏾🤘🏾🤘🏾🤘🏾

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tsukiqumi · 5 months

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#fighting for my life to make this look good #bungo stray dogs #bsd #bsdedit #hyeahbsd #john steinbeck #animangaboys #anisource #dailyanime #+gifs #+mine

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oyaoyaoyaa · 9 months

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I’d like to thank Asagiri for making me relive one of my oddly specific childhood fears, thank u

#John Steinbeck is the actual worst character I’ve seen in my 26 years of life #and I actually subconsciously blocked him out so now rewatching is just as horrible #horrible just horrible #Shannon watches Bungo stray dogs

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literaryavenger · 2 months

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Not So Bad

Summary: It's Bucky's birthday, but he doesn't want to make a big deal out of it.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Language. None, really just fluff. No mentions of Y/N. My poor attempts at being funny.

Word Count: 1K

A/N: He's my second story for today. Happy birthday, Bucky! Thanks to @ordelixx for the idea and @mrsbuckybarnes1917 for read proofing it.

Masterlist

Ever since he’s rejoined society and gained the closest thing he can have to a normal life, being a supersoldier and all, there’s one thing that Bucky can’t bring himself to do: celebrate his birthday.

The more memories he regains, the more he remembers a time where he used to celebrate his birthday with his family and his friends.

Sure, they didn’t have much, but he had his mom and his sister and Steve. It was a simpler yet happier time, and he now all he feels is gloomy.

So every year he treats it like any other day. He trains and goes on missions if he has to, and if he’s in the compound he chills with a book or maybe takes a motorcycle ride, never once even making it known to the rest of the team that it’s his birthday.

“Seriously, Buck? That’s how you’re gonna spend your whole day?” Steve asks Bucky as they walk down the hallway towards their rooms.

“Yes, seriously.” Bucky answers with a roll of his eyes. Every year Steve tries to get Bucky to do something more to celebrate his birthday, but Bucky never budges. “You know damn well what I think about my birthday.”

Steve groans and stops walking, causing Bucky to stop too, and tries one last time before leaving Bucky to his sulking. “I know, but come on! Let’s at least do something together. Let’s celebrate your birthday like we used to, go to Coney Island or something. Don’t spend the day alone!”

“We spend everyday together, Rogers. Sometimes it’s nice to get a break.” Bucky jokes with a smirk before he starts walking again and leaves Steve to chuckle and roll his eyes before he walks to his own room.

What neither of the supersoldiers realized is that they had stopped right in front of your room to talk, just as you were about to walk out. You stopped in your tracks and listened to their conversation.

It’s Bucky’s birthday? How did you not know that? Sure it’s not like you’re the best of friends, but you’re still pretty close. You should’ve known that.

So you decide to do something nice for him today while still respecting his wishes of having a low-key day. You take your purse and jacket and head to the garage, getting into your car and driving towards the city.

Truth is, you’ve always had a crush on the Sergeant. It was hard not to when he looked the way he did, and he was as sweet as Bucky was.

As intimidating as he might look, you knew how shy he could be. He got flustered easily when he got a compliment, and you found him so adorable when he started blushing and stuttering.

You go to the bookstore you know Bucky loves to browse when he is in the city, it’s a small store that’s filled with second hand books. Bucky always said that he loved to give books a second chance, just like he got one after Hydra.

You look through the books until you find the perfect one: Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck.

The team saw the movie together when it was Steve’s turn to pick, and as you sat next to Bucky you heard him quietly talk with Steve about the details they remembered from reading the book in the 30s.

You go to Bucky’s favorite bakery next and buy two dozen of his favorite cupcakes, and when you see that they sell different colors of candles you have to buy a gold and black one.

You drive back to the compound and, after dropping the rest of the cupcakes in the kitchen for the team, you take one, putting the candle on top of it and taking a lighter. You go to Bucky’s room, cupcake in one hand and gift bag in the other, and knock on his door.

“Come in.” Bucky says from inside, thinking it’s Steve coming to bother him again.

You open the door slightly and look inside, seeing him sitting on his bed with his back against the headboard and a book in his hands.

“Am I bothering you?” You ask hesitantly.

“N-no, you’re not. Come in.” Bucky says quickly, closing his book and sitting up straighter.

You open the door completely and enter his room, taking a couple of steps towards him before stopping. “I… I got you something.”

Bucky’s eyes widen a little as he sees the cupcake and the gift bag you’re holding out to him.

“Did Steve tell you?” His eyes narrow a little, and you squirm a little under his gaze and shake your head.

“I overheard you talking about it…” You say quietly, a little embarrassed. “I get that you don’t want a party or anything, but I thought… I don’t know, I just wanted to do something nice for you on your birthday…”

You start to second guess yourself as he just looks at you and, just as you’re about to backtrack on your stupid idea and leave him alone, he smiles brightly at you, sitting on the edge of his bed and patting the spot next to him.

You sit next to him and you put the bag on his bed so you can light the candle and hold the cupcake out to him with a smile. “Make a wish.”

Bucky thinks about it for a second. He knows what he wants to wish for, the thing is he already got his wish: you in his room, sitting with him on his bed. But he makes his wish anyway before blowing out the candle.

He wished for you to be his.

You smile at each other for a moment before you snap yourself out of it, shaking your head a little and picking up his present and giving it to him.

He puts the cupcake on his nightstand as he takes the bag and opens it and you can see his face light up when he sees it as he runs his fingers down the cover before looking at you with a smile. “Thank you, doll.”

You smile back at him and lean in to kiss his cheek. “Happy birthday, Bucky.” You say before getting up and leaving, letting him have his peaceful day of relaxation.

Bucky watches you go with a slight blush, his hand over his cheek where you kissed it and a goofy smile on his face.

Perhaps celebrating his birthday is not such a bad thing after all.

#bucky barnes #avengers x reader #bucky barnes x you #steve rogers #avengers x platonic!reader #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky x you #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes oneshot #marvel fanfiction

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tastefulsimp · 2 months

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A Quiet Evening

I’ve never written anything like this before, but I needed some writing practice, and I cannot get Hazbin Hotel out of my head. I wanted to explore his complexity and write something that aligned with his character, our oh-so-scary-and-charming peepaw.

I’ve heard that some ace folks have an interest in reading romance and spice as a way to access certain emotions. I relish the idea of Alastor enjoying a romance novel from time to time. (and yes, the quotes from the book are really in the book) female reader | not spicy | tension

— Prologue

In life, Alastor always loved a good book. John Steinbeck, F. Scott Fitzgerald, and H.P. Lovecraft were among his favorites. But, the radio demon had a soft spot for a the author Elinor Glyn. While he was out running some errands this morning, he spotted a copy of "It" and Other Stories in the window of a book shop.

It had been so long since he enjoyed a good book. Most of the hotel crew would be out with the provocative one and his explosive friend tonight anyway. A quiet evening accompanied by a good book did sound quite lovely.

Once he finished his hotelier duties, he asked poured himself a glass of Sazerac, tuned the lobby radio to some jazz and swing at a low volume, and settled into the sofa.

He forgot how much he enjoyed a good read. In fact, the film adaptation of “It” was one of the only films he had seen while he was alive. Mimzy dragged him along to a showing one evening. In truth, he never cared much for the medium, but the story was entertaining at least. And, anything is enjoyable in good company.

“I should lend this to Rosie” he thought as he crept through pages of the novel, “she would enjoy this character’s— what does she call it? Ah, yes.. moxie.”

— Part 1

Emerging from your bedroom, you’re confused to find silence in the hotel. Your lively group of sinners must have left for the club already. Feeling a bit relieved, that you’re no longer required to socialize, you make for your bedroom once again. The faintest sound of music hits your ears just before you cross the doorway.

When you became a guest after the last Extermination Day, no one knew what to expect. Charlie was elated to have two fresh faces join the crew. But, after your counterpart bailed in the first week, you were the only remaining new guest.

As you approach the end of the hallway, the sound of swing music is grows louder with each step. Quietly descending the stairs into the lobby, you’re surprised to see Alastor relaxing on the sofa, reading a book in the dimly lit room.

You couldn’t help but be curious about Alastor. You knew the stories of the Radio Demon, and you saw the broadcast of their fight with Heaven. He was scary, sinister, and powerful… yet he had been nothing but kind to you so far.

Quietly approaching the lobby sofa, Alastor doesn’t seem to notice your presence. You peek over his shoulder to catch a glimpse of what title has him so invested. Your eyes catch on the sentence: “John was aware of the sex magnetism in her. He instantly wanted to kiss those cherry lips…”

Your breath caught in your throat as you realized, Alastor was reading romance..? There’s no way. Peeking again, you scan the page, your eyes landing on the words “analyzed, dissected, and stripped her.”

Yep. That’s a romance novel.

Alastor cleared his throat and stretched his collar just a bit. You watched, bewildered as he turned his head toward you with a smirk. “You’re not a very good spy, you know” Alastor quipped.

“I’m sorry,” You replied sheepishly. “I didn’t realize anyone else was still here.”

“I thought the very same.” He said, eyes returning to his book. You crossed over to the arm chair across from him and took a seat.

“Not up for a night on the town, my dear?” he said casually, glancing at you over the top of his book. He had traded his monocle for a pair of reading glasses, he was wearing a tied red silk house coat over his white button up, and some loafers. He looked so relaxed, you thought.

“Not really my thing, honestly.” you say, your eyes never meeting his, “It’s loud, it smells, and I can get a better buzz here anyway.” He lowers the book slightly to reveal his signature smile.

“Hm. I often wonder how you ended up down here, Miss ___,” Alastor jokes. You laugh, “My ticket to hell may have been coated in blood, but those petty sins have never been my style,” you reply smirking at him.

“What are you reading?” you ask, crossing one leg over the other in your seat. His eyes trace over your outstretched leg, before meeting yours once again. “Elinor Glyn. A novel called, It” he replied in a dry tone.

“What’s it about?” you asked, thumbing through the redemption lesson plans that were strewn across the end table next to you. His eye twitches. He let out a big sigh, “I was rather enjoying my solitude.” He shifts in his seat a bit.

“Is that all you were enjoying, Alastor?” you teased.

“I suppose I was enjoying the music as well, my dear” he replied, meeting your eyes over the top of his book once again.

“Oh, yes it’s lovely. But, I figured you were enjoying her cherry lips, or maybe her… sex magnetism.” You smirked at him. Annoyance washed over Alastor’s face as his eyes shifted back to his book, and closing it sharply.

“Ah, so you were spying on me.” He places the book down on the couch and rises to his feet. He grabs his glass of Sazerac and slowly starting toward you, static rising in his voice. “Perhaps it’s time you learn your place, Miss ___”

Panic floods your body as the Radio Demon approaches you, static in the air growing stronger. His pupils turn into black dials and he emits a glowing green aura. He could kill you right now.

You uncross your legs, and shift nervously, backing up slightly into your chair as he steps closer, and closer. Despite your fear, a depraved thought crossed your mind. This was kind of hot. NO! It’s not the time for that.

His faces is inches away from yours now, you can feel his breathing, and he can certainly feel your hitched breaths, but you never break the gaze you both hold. Within a millisecond its over. His eyes return to their normal round saucers, and the static dissipates from the air. “Do you understand, my dear?” he asks in a low voice.

His eyes stay locked on yours as he speaks, making your body tense. Are you seriously turned on by this situation?? This close to him, you realize he’s wearing a woody, citrus scent, and it smells incredible. You feel your face begin to grow hot, as a blush reaches your cheeks.

“Yes, sir.” you respond feigning innocence, giving him your best doe eyes.

“Good girl.” he pats your head then turns around to grab his book. “That was a lovely chat, Miss ____.” he says turning slightly to smirk at you, “sleep well.”

Another depraved thought crossed your mind, and this time you headed straight for the bar.

#hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #alastor #hazbin hotel x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel x y/n #alastor imagine #alastor hazbin hotel

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A Hundred Things We Had Not Dreamed Of Webweave // MCYTblr AU Fest Summer 2023 // sources under readmore

Created as a treat for the fic by @antimony-medusa !

System Warning / @screenshotsofdespair ◆ I AM SORRY FOR WHAT I HAVE DONE / Brad Rohloff ◆ Excerpt from Velvet Hounds / Aimee Seu via @geryone ◆ The Tiger / Nael via @re-peysi ◆ This Is So Sudden Button / @snailspng ◆ The Secret to Happiness Sign / @free-png ◆ 霍乱时期的爱情 (Love in the Time of Cholera) / Danny Lailai via @ex0skeletal-undead ◆ Shall I leave you alone then? / @obeliskandmetronome ◆ As far as social constructs go / @thatsbelievable ◆ Excerpt from our beautiful life when it’s filled with shrieks / Christopher Citro via @firstfullmoon ◆ Assorted Sea Glass / @snailspng ◆ East of Eden / John Steinbeck via @typewriter-worries

#mcytblraufest2023 #mcytblr au fest #webweave #salem art #salem tag

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4 cady/regina?

4. “Do you…well…I mean…I could give you a massage?”

Cady's been spending a lot of time with Regina lately. Just them, no Gretchen or Karen.

It isn't until she's started spending her afternoons doing homework sprawled out on Regina's fluffy white rug that Cady realizes how much of a performance Regina was putting on every time they would hang out as a group.

Cady has learned a lot about Regina just in the last few weeks—she likes to read, for one thing. And not the teen romance novels that are Cady's personal guilty pleasure. Regina reads Shakespeare, Richard Wright, John Steinbeck.

This afternoon, Regina is sitting in her bed propped up on no less than four pillows reading a thick biography of Joe McCarthy ("He originated gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss," Regina had said when Cady asked about it) while Cady works her way through her calculus homework.

The problem with doing her homework at Regina's is that Cady often finds herself staring at Regina—the way she squints slightly in concentration or taps a pen against her teeth absently—without even realizing she's doing it. She's gotten caught multiple times, but Regina only ever blushes a little and goes back to whatever she was doing, so Cady hasn't really tried to stop.

Which is how Cady notices that Regina has been shifting restlessly for the last twenty minutes, seemingly unable to get comfortable, but Cady doesn't say anything until Regina lets out a soft grunt of pain.

"Are you okay?" Cady asks.

"My back is bothering me," Regina says, softly, like she doesn't want to admit it.

Cady frowns. "Why?"

"I got hit by a bus." Regina tosses one of her pillows onto the floor.

"Oh." Cady looks down, mentally kicking herself. "Right. Sorry."

"It's not your fault," Regina reminds her, her voice a little tight.

They're quiet for a few minutes, and Cady can tell Regina is trying not to move around too much, but her mouth is tense and she's breathing harshly through her nose. Something about the sight makes Cady's chest tighten.

"Do you... well..." Cady starts hesitantly. "I mean... I could give you a massage?"

Regina just stares at her for a moment. "A massage?"

"Yeah like... with my hands?" Cady says, holding her hands up, because she's still incapable of not sounding like an idiot in front of a crush.

Cady's brain screeches to a halt for a moment at the sudden realization of what she feels for Regina but she has to quickly file that thought away to obsess over later because Regina says, "Okay."

Cady climbs onto the bed, gesturing for Regina to sit in front of her, because if she has to straddle Regina while she lies on her stomach Cady's brain will actually explode and she will die right here in Regina's bedroom without ever having taken AP Calculus BC.

Tentatively, Cady sweeps Regina's hair to the side and places her hands on her shoulders, digging her thumbs into the space between Regina's shoulder blades.

Carefully, Cady massages the muscles of Regina's back, the way her mom used to do for her when she couldn't sleep, their breathing only sound in the room.

Until Regina lets out a soft sound that Cady knows she'll be repeating in her mind for the rest of the day, the rest of the week, maybe the rest of her life. She doesn't know how she can ever think about anything but that sound, low and intimate and triggering wholly inappropriate thoughts that she tries to get under control because a small part of her is still convinced Regina is, on some level, telepathic.

"Hey," Regina complains, wiggling a little, and Cady realizes her hands have stopped moving.

"Sorry," Cady says, resuming her massage, although she feels a little like she's a puppeteer controlling her arms by strings from above.

"Thanks," Regina says after another few minutes, turning around to give Cady a soft smile. "That helped."

Cady just nods, knowing she is absolutely screwed.

#cadina #mean girls #mean girls the musical #mean girls 2024 #ask #anonymous #prompts

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aheathen-conceivably · 5 months

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Hello darlings! 🏜️

Now that we are well and truly into the 1930s I wanted to give y’all some context about the Darlingtons’ new location. Ultimately, Strangerville is a figment of my imagination, a sims world superimposed into the real world. I did this because I wanted the freedom to draw from different elements of this region’s history and landscape without having to worry about the visual transformation of the actual in-game world.

However, it is very much intended to in a real region of the United States. Specifically, the north west corner of New Mexico, between Albuquerque and Gallup along the newly built Route 66. We’ll see key elements of this in the story time and time again, so if anyone would like more information I’ll leave some maps and context for y’all below the cut:

Commissioned in 1926, Route 66 was actually not the first cross country highway system in the U.S.; however it was designed to traverse the flattest and mildest climates so that it could be the most easily traveled. It also followed popular tourist routes from the railroad days and was marketed as an “All American” experience, drawing travelers and families from across the country and leading to its iconic status even today. The first map shows its path as it would have been in 1930, from its start in Chicago to its end in L.A. and the second map is a cutaway of the specific section of the road between Albuquerque and Gallup where Strangerville is meant to be located.

While the cultural significance of Route 66 now perhaps outweighs its era of utility, the Darlingtons are living along the route as it rises to prominence throughout the 1930s into the 1950s. While it was used for utility and leisure travel from its opening, Route 66, particularly between the Dust Bowl states and California, is iconic for its role as “the Mother Route. Perhaps best typified in John Steinbeck’s Grapes of Wrath, this road became one of if not the primary route for people fleeing the plains states during the Dust Bowl. Through their passage it became an American symbol of desperation, poverty, and for some, the hope of a better life.

Strangerville is meant to be located at the edge of the Dust Bowl (specifically at the meeting of the brown and yellow zones in the first map toward the leftmost mid-top area of the state of New Mexico). This region would not have suffered the worst conditions (and would have been spared intense dust storms) but it is still close enough to be heavily effected. This is especially true in the early part of the decade, as fear of dust tornados and mass unemployment spreads like wildfire, and explains the intense volatility amongst Strangerville residents who have no way to know just how bad their own situation could get.

For larger context, the Dust Bowl was caused by extenuating weather conditions and poor farming practices. It was an agricultural catastrophe throughout the 1930s that displaced millions of people, and coupled with larger economic factors such as the plummet of crop prices, led to mass homelessness, unemployment, and starvation.

Beginning in 1930 but reaching its zenith in the years 1934 and 1936, vast swaths of the United States experienced record drought and heat. In the second map we can see how widespread drought conditions were. They are of course at their worst in the central Dust Bowl area; however we also see that Strangerville is located in a moderate drought, and in 1936 twelve states recorded their highest temperatures to date.

However, these weather conditions only highlighted underlying farming negligence. After decades of manifest destiny and an influx of settlers with little to no farming knowledge (of which Giorgio falls in line), the land had been woefully over plowed and deprived of nutrients. After the rising farm prices of the 1910s and 1920s met with the crash of 1929, settlers pushed this to an extreme, removing vast swathes of native grasslands and leaving the soil vulnerable to record breaking weather conditions. Without rain or prairie grass, winds ravaged the region, creating dust storms that ravaged the region and ultimately led to hundreds of thousands of abandoned farmland. This collection of photographs shows the scale of dust and desolation better than words can express.

Scholars estimate that somewhere between 2.5 to 3 million people left their homes in the Dust Bowl states. Their stories are notorious, and live in the consciousness of what we now conceptualize as 1930s America. These maps superimpose the path of Route 66 with the Dust Bowl states, highlighting how the two formed a symbiotic relationship and became linked in the American consciousness. Of the millions who fled their homes, approximately 300,000-400,000 eventually settled in California. The number who traversed the mother route looking for work with the hope of a better life is perhaps incalculable.

However, they did not initially receive a warm welcome. As much of the country was also gripped in fear and poverty, migrants, or Okies as they were derogatorily called, were viewed as pariahs, threats, and even harbingers of worse times to come. This, as we now know, is far from the truth. The economy of many small towns along Route 66 fared better than other areas of the Dust Bowl. They became hubs for migrants and businesses alike as gas stations, roadside accommodations, food stalls, and other amenities opened. It provided an alternate means of business for areas that has previously been very rural, and who’s own farms had been gouged by the plummeting crop prices of 1929 as well as the gradual disappearance of herding economies.

As the decade went on and much of the nation began to heal in the New Deal Era, the migrants who passed this stretch of road only made it more legendary. Where they eventually settled they brought stories of Route 66, of a symbolic idea of the American West, of an ocean at the end of the line, of different people and travelers they had met on the way. This coupled with a growing fascination of the “Okie” figure at the end of the decade, perhaps best seen in the celebrated 1940 Hollywood remake of The Grapes of Wrath, as an emblem of American hardship and drive.

Together they fused an iconic idea of an authentic “Americanness” that existed along Route 66, one that was infused with even older ideas of manifest destiny and the “American” cowboy. This is the landscape that the Darlingtons now inhabit, one that they are watching unfold along with us all at the very start of the 1930s.

#sims 4 historical #ts4 decades challenge #ts4 historical #sims 4 decades challenge #the darlingtons #sims 4 legacy #ts4 legacy #sims 4 story #ts4 story #1930s

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Naomi Tanizaki (self-aware)

Self-Aware! Naomi Tanizaki x GN! Reader

Warning: Platonic Yandere. OOC. Mentions of wounds. Naomi thinks that she can't be considered a human being. English is my second language.

Becoming self-aware

👩🏻 Naomi's first memory in her self-aware live is her brother's face, red from tears.

👩🏻 Then Naomi felt her brother's embrace.

👩🏻 After Naomi gained self-awareness, Tanizaki siblings hurry to the Agency.

"It's not an ability. Yokohama wasn't broken. We are broken. We are fictional characters, who gained self-awareness. Try to remember your lives. Parents, friends outside ADA, what you did yesterday. Give it a try"

👩🏻 Naomi tried to remember her life outside the ADA. Instead of memories, she realised something different.

👩🏻 Other ADA members have something similar. They looked like they have some connection to reality. But not Naomi.

👩🏻 Naomi was not just a fictional character. She wasn't based on any real person. She has no connection to reality.

👩🏻 Naomi wanted to vomit. She felt disgusted by herself.

👩🏻 Was she something more, than a fictional character?

👩🏻 Naomi mindlessly follow Junchirou, when he starts searching for Yosano. She was silent. She doesn't know what to do next. She doesn't want to talk to anyone. Naomi tries to keep her distance from Junchirou.

👩🏻Then she felt the entity's gaze.

_____________________________

Naomi doesn't care about entity. She has too much on her plate right now. So, some observing entity wasn't the most important of her concerns.

She avoided her friends like a plague. She couldn't bare to look at them.

When Junchirou managed to convince her to talk, she told him everything. About feeling less than a human. At the end, she was crying and Junchirou was hugging her.

After their talk, she pays attention to the entity for the first time. The entity doesn't seem bad. It was just watching. Like a curious person.

And then time resets.

And Naomi was pretending to be a hostage, once again.

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When they start feeling your presence

👩🏻 Naomi plays her role as hostage. At the same time, she was paying attention to the entity. They don't seem bad.

👩🏻 Naomi doesn't have an Ability. She may not be a genius like Ranpo or Dazai. But she is smart. And, most importantly, she trusts her gut feeling.

👩🏻 She will be cautious. But she will wait before making her decision about you.

👩🏻 At the Uzumaki café, while Atsushi was "guessing" their occupation before joining ADA, Naomi heard the voice.

"Naomi [|||||||||||||] can be admired. ,[|||||] manage to [|||||||||] work and school."

👩🏻 The entity's emotions feel like a warm towel after spa. Naomi adds another point in "entity is not bad" category.

👩🏻And then, Higuici led them to the trap again.

_____________________________

Naomi shield her brother from the bullets. And she heard the voice.

"brave" "as good as others" "humanity"

"Naomi, you are a brave person. It takes special courage to shield someone with your body. It was awesome."

Naomi feels warms on her wounds. The pain left her. She felt calm.

[*In reality, you gently run your fingers over the manga panel.*]

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👩🏻 After Yosano finished treating Junchirou and Naomi, the siblings have another long talk. At the end, both Junchirou and Naomi realised, that you are not a bad person.

👩🏻 When The Guild joined ADA and Port Mafia's union, Naomi was the one who helped John Steinbeck and Margaret Mitchell with accepting the weight of been self-aware.

👩🏻 Naomi want to make sure, that they won't hurt you. She wants to be your friend.

And then, one day, the purple moon shined above Yokohama.

When you installed BSD Mayoi Inu Kaikitan

👩🏻 Naomi feel honored, when you used almost all of your moons to get her card.

"Great, Naomi is home. Soon all ADA members will be together"

"Nice SSR animation"

"Is it okay to put Naomi, Steinbeck and Lovecraft in one team?"

👩🏻 When gang get access to your phone, Naomi will often serf the Internet. She wants to look at what topic you are interested in, so when BSD gang finally arrives at your world, she will know what to talk with you about.

👩🏻 One day, Tanizaki siblings and you will share a meal together. One day, you three will have a conversation. One dau, you will become friends.

_____________________________

Today you got another message in BSD Mayoi app. This one was from Naomi.

"[Y/N]! Hope you're doing well. Hope, that one day we will have a nice talk. We will discuss so many topics. Haruko will also join us. Junchirou will make snacks. See you soon. Naomi Tanizaki"

You smile. This notes makes characters look so alive. You choose Naomi's card and pet sprite's cheek.

"Well, if both Tanizaki siblings are want to have dinner with me, it will be rude, if I refuse. I would love to spend time with you. With all of you"

You didn't notice that Naomi's smile becoming wider.

#bungou stray dogs au #self-awareau #self-awarebsd #bsd #bsd x gender neutral reader #bungou stray dogs #gender neutral reader #bsd anime #yandere #platonic #Self-Aware Naomi #Self-Aware Naomi Tanizaki #bungou stray dogs x reader #naomi tanizaki #Naomi Tanizaki x reader

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THE ACTS OF KING ARTHUR & HIS NOBLE KNIGHTS: STARTERS

a collection of quotes, phrases, and sayings from the Acts of King Arthur & His Noble Knights, the 1976 John Steinbeck adaptation of Le Morte d'Arthur. change & alter as needed.

"If you'll suffer me to say so, yours is an unfortunate attitude to take into battle."

"You are the noblest man I have ever met."

"You are young. You must learn."

"It is not wise or courteous to interfere in other people's business unless you are asked."

"I believe that ladies love best what they do not have."

"You have been faithful and true to me in a faithless world."

"I believe the thing I have to fear most is a bad breakfast."

"When will men learn that there is more to knighthood than a horse and armor?"

"Contentment requires so little, and so much."

"I'm afraid I'll have to kill you, and it seems a shame."

"It won't be easy, but you will be glad."

"The world will not remember me, but I will leave men behind me."

"That's all I can give you. If you aren't ready now, you never will be."

"Adventures come or do not as they wish."

"And they say women are vain."

"To accept your gift would make me unworthy to receive it."

"She did not yet love him enough to be cruel to him."

"A knight must be as ready and prepared for his death as for an enemy."

"What is the good of loving if the lovers are parted?"

"Greatness must be earned."

"You are alone in your perfection."

"Do what you want with me, but be sure I will go down fighting."

"Understanding does not remove the fear. It increases it."

"What were you doing in my bed?"

"It would be a shameful thing if it were not so funny."

"You can't remake the world. There's little enough you can do to remake yourself."

"It appears that there is no damsel in the world without a problem whose solution requires the jeopardy of my life."

"If he did not hate me so much, he would have more chance of killing me."

"That was a very pretty piece of knightly business."

"I cannot teach the world what it must say of me."

"He is only a man. In some ways a very ordinary man."

#rp meme #roleplay meme #rp starters #roleplay starters #dialogue prompts #rp prompts #roleplay prompts #rp memes #roleplay memes #sentence memes #sentence prompts #sentence starters

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j-femmescoli · 4 months

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books i read in 2023

my goal was to read a book a week and while the timeline wasn't perfectly even, i did manage to get it to add up (and then some!). this year i focused on religion and philosophy as well as classics (of which im counting both as traditional "ancient or pre-modern famous and outstanding" types of books, but also famous more modern books). i also bolded some books that were really good in my opinion that have really stuck with me so if you are interested in the genre i'd suggest those

st joan by bernard shaw (play)

mary and your everyday life by bernard haring (theology)

theology of liberation by gustavo gutierrez (theology)

magnificat by elizabeth ruth obbard (theology)

piedras labradas by victor montejo (poetry)

the boy who was raised as a dog by bruce perry and maia szalavitz (psychology)

4 great plays by ibsen - the dollhouse, ghosts, the wild duck, and an enemy of the people by henry ibsen (plays obvi)

the night of the iguanas by tennessee williams (play)

being logical by dq mcinerny (idk sociology maybe? it was about recognizing and avoiding bad-faith arguments and logical fallacies)

the alchemist by paolo coelho (classics)

frankenstein by mary shelly (classics)

an american tragedy by theodore dreiser (classics)

is this wifi organic? by dave farina (idk how to classify this one either but it was also about recognizing bad-faith arguments, specifically when it comes to pseudoscience)

the nicaraguan church and the revolution by joseph muligan (theology, history)

catholic social teaching: our best kept secret by peter henriot, edward deberri, and michael schultheis (theology)

beowulf (classics)

sapiens by yuval noah harari (anthropology)

the church and the second sex by mary daly (theology)

mary in the new testament edited by raymond brown, karl donfried, joseph fitzmyer, and john reumann (theology)

a catholic devotion to mary by oscar lukefahr (theology)

1001 nights / arabian nights trans. sir richard burton (classics)

a house on mango street by sandra cisneros (poetry)

primary source readings in catholic church history edited by robert feduccia and nick wagner (theology)

doing faithjustice by fred kammer, sj (theology)

winds of change by isaac asimov (sci-fi)

the sound and the fury by william faulkner (classics)

una ciudad de la españa cristiana hace mil años by claudio sanchez-albornoz (history)

the glass menajerie by tennessee williams (play)

reinventing the enemy's language by joy harjo and gloria bird (indigenous women writers anthology)

the great gatsby by f scott fitzgerald *reread* (classics)

the bell jar by sylvia plath (classics)

the kite runner by khaled hosseini (classics)

one nation, under gods by peter manseau (history)

development as freedom by amartya sen (economic / political philosophy)

women in ministry: four views edited by bonnidell and robert g clouse (practical theology)

mother of god: a history of the virgin mary by miri rubin (theology / history)

a study in scarlet and the sign of four by sir arthur conan doyle (classics)

adventures of sherlock holmes by sir arthur conan doyle (classics)

the casebook of sherlock holmes by sir arthur conan doyle (classics)

the valley of fear by sir arthur conan doyle (classics)

the memoirs of sherlock holmes by sir arthur conan doyle (classics)

the return of sherlock holmes by sir arthur conan doyle (classics)

the hound of the baskervilles by sir arthur conan doyle (classics)

his last bow by sir arthur conan doyle (classics)

the fundamentals of ethics, fourth edition by russ shafer landau (philosophy)

dracula by bram stoker (classics) (yes i'm counting dracula daily)

desde mi silencio by carmen gomez (poetry)

happiness in this life, excerpts from the homilies of pope francis (theology)

the vigilante / the snake / the chrysanthemums by john steinbeck (classics)

quest for the living god by sister beth johnson *reread* (theology)

the adventures of tom sawyer by mark twain (classics)

the adventures of huckleberry finn by mark twain (classics)

the boys in the boat by daniel james brown (history)

and that's all folks, ending the year with some classics, plus my mom insisted i read the boys in the boat while im home for christmas because she wanted to see the movie lol. i got so many books for christmas so i'll be startin off strong next year too, and my goal is finishing my collection of john steinbeck, by which i mean obtaining as well as reading everything i can find by him. here's my list from 2022 and i'll see you next year

#books #bookblr #reading #literature #classic lit #john steinbeck #philosophy #religion #classics #sherlock holmes #mystery #psychology #theology #history #poetry #sociology

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"There is no other story. A man, after he has brushed off the dust and chips of life, will have left only the hard, clean questions: Was it good or was it evil? Have I done well - or ill?" ~ East of Eden, by John Steinbeck.

Jason Todd's one lasting salvation relies on the fact that he has never once killed an innocent person, even for all his pit-maddened attempts. He didn't kill Tim. He didn't kill Bruce. He didn't kill anyone who didn't deserve it.

Not once. He's killed the deranged, the murderers, the child traffickers, the rapists, the abusers, the Joker. None of those people are innocent.

His voice still shakes when he prays.

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Aka: Jason Todd is the only Catholic in his family. He is also the only murderer. Good times are had by very few people in this fic. I just want the brainrot to cease.

You all asked, you all recieved. Also sorry if you didn't want to be tagged i'll never talk to you again if you don't want <3

@the-magic-school-bus @strawberry-muffin-crisis @my-rheality @redheadedbrunette @abandoned-as-mustard @youjustfeelthemforever @choasuqeen @icarus-ornithoptery

#catholic things #jason todd #my writing #red hood #catholic character #catholicism #red hood fanfic #is it probably inaccurate to canon? hell yeah #woohoo #no beta we die like robins

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How many have you read?

The BBC estimates that most people will only read 6 books out of the 100 listed below. Bold the titles you’ve read.

1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen 2 Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkein 3 Jane Eyre – Charlotte Bronte 4 Harry Potter series 5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee 6 The Bible 7 Wuthering Heights – Emily Bronte 8 Nineteen Eighty Four – George Orwell 9 His Dark Materials – Philip Pullman 10 Great Expectations – Charles Dickens 11 Little Women – Louisa M Alcott 12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles – Thomas Hardy 13 Catch 22 – Joseph Heller 14 Complete Works of Shakespeare 15 Rebecca – Daphne Du Maurier 16 The Hobbit – JRR Tolkien 17 Birdsong – Sebastian Faulks 18 Catcher in the Rye - J. D. Salinger 19 The Time Traveller’s Wife - Audrey Niffeneger 20 Middlemarch – George Eliot 21 Gone With The Wind – Margaret Mitchell 22 The Great Gatsby – F Scott Fitzgerald 23 Bleak House – Charles Dickens 24 War and Peace – Leo Tolstoy 25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – Douglas Adams 26 Brideshead Revisited – Evelyn Waugh 27 Crime and Punishment – Fyodor Dostoyevsky 28 Grapes of Wrath – John Steinbeck 29 Alice in Wonderland – Lewis Carroll 30 The Wind in the Willows – Kenneth Grahame 31 Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy 32 David Copperfield – Charles Dickens 33 Chronicles of Narnia – CS Lewis 34 Emma – Jane Austen 35 Persuasion – Jane Austen 36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe – CS Lewis 37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini 38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres 39 Memoirs of a Geisha – Arthur Golden 40 Winnie the Pooh – AA Milne 41 Animal Farm – George Orwell 42 The Da Vinci Code – Dan Brown 43 One Hundred Years of Solitude – Gabriel Garcia Marquez 44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney – John Irving 45 The Woman in White – Wilkie Collins 46 Anne of Green Gables – LM Montgomery 47 Far From The Madding Crowd – Thomas Hardy 48 The Handmaid’s Tale – Margaret Atwood 49 Lord of the Flies – William Golding 50 Atonement – Ian McEwan

51 Life of Pi – Yann Martel 52 Dune – Frank Herbert 53 Cold Comfort Farm – Stella Gibbons 54 Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen 55 A Suitable Boy – Vikram Seth 56 The Shadow of the Wind – Carlos Ruiz Zafon 57 A Tale Of Two Cities – Charles Dickens 58 Brave New World – Aldous Huxley 59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time – Mark Haddon 60 Love In The Time Of Cholera – Gabriel Garcia Marquez 61 Of Mice and Men – John Steinbeck 62 Lolita – Vladimir Nabokov 63 The Secret History – Donna Tartt 64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold 65 Count of Monte Cristo – Alexandre Dumas 66 On The Road – Jack Kerouac 67 Jude the Obscure – Thomas Hardy 68 Bridget Jones’s Diary – Helen Fielding 69 Midnight’s Children – Salman Rushdie 70 Moby Dick – Herman Melville 71 Oliver Twist – Charles Dickens 72 Dracula – Bram Stoker 73 The Secret Garden – Frances Hodgson Burnett 74 Notes From A Small Island – Bill Bryson 75 Ulysses – James Joyce 76 The Bell Jar – Sylvia Plath 77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome 78 Germinal – Emile Zola 79 Vanity Fair – William Makepeace Thackeray 80 Possession – AS Byatt 81 A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens 82 Cloud Atlas – David Mitchel 83 The Color Purple – Alice Walker 84 The Remains of the Day – Kazuo Ishiguro 85 Madame Bovary – Gustave Flaubert 86 A Fine Balance – Rohinton Mistry 87 Charlotte’s Web – EB White 88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven – Mitch Albom 89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle 90 The Faraway Tree Collection – Enid Blyton 91 Heart of Darkness – Joseph Conrad 92 The Little Prince – Antoine De Saint-Exupery 93 The Wasp Factory – Iain Banks 94 Watership Down – Richard Adams 95 A Confederacy of Dunces – John Kennedy Toole 96 A Town Like Alice – Nevil Shute 97 The Three Musketeers – Alexandre Dumas 98 Hamlet – William Shakespeare 99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory – Roald Dahl 100 Les Miserables – Victor Hugo

As found in the original post I saw by @macrolit

My total: 43/100

#tear-chan talks #reading and stuff #damn this is both more and less than I expected haha #this tells me I should probably read more Dickens #also some of these I read in Spanish so...

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thepursuitofunderstanding · 5 months

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I wonder how many people I've looked at all my life and never seen.

John Steinbeck

#john steinbeck #steinbeck #quotes #philosophy #wisdom #life #literature #writer #books #psychology #write #art #artist #idea #ideas #wonder

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