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unclenappie · 2 months
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My toxic reader trait is that I think I could actually date my book bfs irl
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frownyalfred · 2 years
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Banning tags doesn’t ban content — it just makes it harder to avoid triggers and content you don’t like. This mindset is ridiculous.
I myself am very happy that non consensual fics are tagged explicitly on ao3. I stay far away from them. I wouldn’t be able to do that if there wasn’t a “noncon” tag.
That goes for any tag — no matter how gross, immoral, etc.
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waitingforthesunrise · 11 months
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You want to know what I'm missing?
the sense of time.
the way I'd bounce in my seat all the way to the library; the way I'd painstakingly pick out the words from the computer, the way I'd speed-walk through the aisles --worlds, words, there were so many. pulling books off the shelves with feverish fingers, stuffing my bag until it tugged at the seams. running to the car, hovering over which to read first. tumbling back into the world I'd longed for. hunched under blankets, eyes burning, mind ablaze with friends and the feelings I never could capture. I was an adventurer, a traveler, a magic student; God, I was whole. drunk on words for hours....being pulled out at twilight by my mother's voice, calling me for dinner. eating in a daze, sneaking back up the stairs to fall back in love. minutes and hours and midnight...falling asleep, book clutched in my hand.
you want to know what I'm missing?
when time was our friend.
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checkoutmybookshelf · 3 months
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Sometimes you get a little too into telling your friends about the regency fantasy romance you're reading and they call you out in the meme-est way possible...
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laceyarcher · 4 months
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Hear me out: Live-action Percy Jackson would’ve made a GREAT Keefe Sencen.
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midnight-specialist · 6 months
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*hauntingly beautiful violin music plays*
Romantasy readers: 💭✨🌌🗡️🧝🏻‍♀️🔮🐉
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abhainnwhump · 4 months
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Also reblog with that book in the tags, if you're comfortable of course. And any characters felt were treated unfairly by the narrative and deserved to be in a better book.
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girlfromthecrypt · 7 months
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I love when text is formatted to be in multiple little blocks.
Reading has become rather difficult for me. I was a bookish kid, but my attention span must have deteriorated as I got older and had to deal with more information, more words, more thoughts. Nowadays, pages full of uninterrupted text feel endless to me, endless and laborious and exhausting and difficult.
That's something I love about reading stories/books online/on my phone. The formatting is lighter and easier to me, and most of all:
Every little block of text that I read feels like a small achievement.
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ryemiffie · 1 month
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How the fuck did they make food theory and clothes theory before book theory??!
Is book theory a thing already? Am I just a moron?
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teklarain · 8 months
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i was walking through a parking lot in the light rain and there was a car with the backseat window open. a tattoo’d hand was sticking out of it with an expensive looking wrist watch holding a cigarette between two fingers.
i couldn’t see their face but goddamn they were hot.
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moritashie · 11 months
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Every writer I've met so far on AO3 always talks about how amazing it is to have people come back for every update of their fic. Or come back in general
What no one talks about though, is how nice it is to have a writer reply to your comment, acknowledging that they have seen you before and they remember you
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herlunarmajesty · 3 months
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desperately in love with dior lachance. but also gabriel. and aaron.
dear mr. kristoff, why are all your characters so hot?
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slutforsilverfoxes · 6 months
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in ncis episode 2x13 The Meta Puzzle, kate asks gibbs what ducky looked like in his youth. gibbs responds "ilya kuryaki". ilya kuryaki is a fictional character from the 60's tv show The Man From U.N.C.L.E. and was protrated by a much younger David McCallum (Ducky's actor). its a small reference to David's prior acting roles.
this is totally random and irrelevant but i felt like sharing for funsies ♥️ especially with davids passing a couple months ago jsut felt the need to share it
I remember looking this up when I first watched that ep, such a sweet lil homage 🥺 Thank you for reminding me & sharing that with me 😭💗
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thevagabondexpress · 10 months
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finally, I will admit: first, I adore rare-pairs, but second, I am not really a shipper. see, I wanna throw the concept out there and see how it goes. sell me on how surprisingly good they could be for each other. or sell me on how they'll tear each other apart. I want to see what these two would do if we sprinkled romance dust into their tea. perhaps the result shall be a little flat full of potted plants and sunshine and warmth. perhaps it'll be the anguish of what he couldn't have from them and what they couldn't make him change. relationships are fascinating. I'm curious. I wanna see what you think (or I think, or my cats think) they'll do together.
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checkoutmybookshelf · 4 months
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*Inhales in book*
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mx-creepypasta · 2 years
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Please, I love you
Click on my profile and send requests! <3
Summary: Din comes home to find you covered with marks that were self made and blood everywhere.
Warnings: Bullying, not eating, self harm, near suicide, passing out, break downs, LMK if i missed anything!
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Din’s been gone for a couple days. Leaving Grogu with you. You had just put the child to sleep, sighing as you reach for the blanket. You had recently just ran out of anti-depressants. Not like they helped much anyways. You haven’t ate for a couple days. and you lie in bed. Not knowing why you felt so heavy, so mopey. You just didn't know why. But yet, all you wanted was Din. Din to tell you everything will be ok. You needed him now. You had to get some reassurance. Because the only coping skill you had was one that could lead to your own death. Not like you’d care much. You had grabbed the small blade. sighing as you looked in a mirror and slipped out of your shirt. Looking at your belly you couldn’t help but feel your throat become lumpy. You were so disgusting…? Why? You sniffled and just fell with your back to the wall. Crying, and coughing. Your body couldn’t be the reason Din was with you right? He must just he using you. You look at the blade in your hand and just stared.
Before you knew it, you were coughing and wheezing. you went to far. bleeding like crazy. Veins have been slashed open. Leaving you to bleed out. You couldn’t help but start to cry. It hurt to do so. You look down at the puddle of blood. You were feeling dizzy. Like you were going to pass out. You as well felt nauseous. You sigh. You remember being a kid, bullied at a young age. Being told to kill your self for your looks, and body. You didn’t know why. Why you? What did you do? Did you deserve this? You didn't know. Nor did you care. You sniffled as you took the blade to your neck. Trying to hold your cries. Soon, you heard heavy foot steps. You panicked. you didn’t know what to do. You were seeing white dots everywhere. You knew you were passing out. You feel your eyelids heavy. The sound of the footsteps becoming louder. Then the last thing you heard was a faint, scared sounding, ’Mesh’la?!”
Its been a couple days. You woke up and groaned from pain. looking at your arms. Wrapped and Bandaged up. You saw Grogu. He cooed at you and it made the Mandolorian turn to you. ”Mesh’la? Are you alright..? Why would you do that?”, he was panicked. Scared, he had the right to be. ”Din…?”, you mumbled, looking at him. ”Yes. What made you think you should kill yourself? Kriff…i dont know what i’d do without you.” He confessed. Looking at you and grabbing your hand with his gloved one. You shook your head and sighed. ”It’s been hard..” You mumbled, frowning ad you looked at him. ”Im sorry..” you whisper, feeling like you were about to break down. Thinking you were going to be scolded. Instead, you got a hug and a ”Please…i love you..dont do it again.”
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