#Book Promoter

[creecher-feecher-shop]

A scrapped ford sticker design I made that I thought was post-worthy (i was going to make a stan one but idk how to draw him :'()

[pseudophan]

the evolution of tour promotion but honestly the main difference is just that it's gotten a lot gayer

[queerautism]

Unironically I have a solution to this - Encourage young women to also read Lolita by Nabokov in addition to these books.

[lottee-e]

🎀 New photos for my store 🎀

[kvanderquack]

[egophiliac]

couple more, because I'm incapable of thinking about anything else apparently! I promise I'll stop soon (depending on what the June schedule says)

(please don't make me wait another three months for the next part, I'm gonna explode)

[izzystizzys]

TW: discussion of something approximating suicidal tendencies but with the usual crack programming of this blog

“Ah, High General Windu”, says Fox, pleasantly. “So we meet again.”

High General Windu raises an unimpressed eyebrow at him, Fox thinks, though it’s getting hard to tell with all the blood rushing to his head. “If I let you go, will you try to throw yourself out of another window?”

Fox makes a vague shrugging motion - or tries to, anyways. It’s hard to tell where any of his limbs are going, hanging upside down in the air as he is. “I am willing to discuss terms.” A bridge will do just fine.

Impossibly, the High General’s eyebrows climb even further up his forehead. “A compromise, then, esteemed Commander.” And so, he righths Fox the head way up in the air, but leaves him floating just above the ground, at which point several painted shells come skidding around the corner followed by billowing robes and screeches.

“WHAT”, says Kote, calmly, “THE BANTHA-KARKED, FORCE-LOVING KRIFF, FOX.”

“You’ll short out your helmet mic”, Fox advises him, sagely. Fondly, he thinks back to decimating his own on only his second time in the newly-christened official Coruscant Guard Scream Closet. He’d just received the comm about the Zillo Beast being transported to 000, and made sure to take his bucket off thereafter to improve the quality of his closet time.

High General Windu’s face does something complicated between sympathy and constipation.

Because the Galaxy doesn’t hate Fox enough already and Cody wasn’t enough on his own, Wolffe elbows his way through their batch to plant himself in front of him, shoulders squared and shaking with repressed rage. “If you try that again, dickhead”, he begins, in a low growl that quite frankly sounds more cringe that intimidating, “I’m going to resurrect you and then kill you again.”

“Ah, Wolffe”, Plo Koon says, in his deep, shivery timbre, “Remember our conversations about effective conflict resolution and communication of needs?”

Wolffe’s eyes narrow at Fox, because all non-Guard are sweet summer children who walk around buckets off on 000 like absolute lunatics. Fox prays they never have to find out why that’s a bad idea. “I feel”, his ori’vod presses out between clenched teeth, “that if you make me watch you throw yourself out of another window, I’m going to jump after you and strangle you on the way down, you little bitch.”

“That’s fair”, says Fox, and watches High General Kenobi bury his face in his hands. Wolffe twitches in place and makes an aborted groaning noise, the hypocrite.

“Excuse me, High Marshall Commander Fox, but I fail to see what’s so dire about this situation that the Jedi High Council and your brothers cannot help you solve”, says Windu, the only sane one left on this Force-forsaken bloated corpse of a planet. Behind the gaggle of Jedi and ori’vode already gathered in front of Fox, the rest of them come veering around the corner in a commotion that’s quite frankly embarrassing. High General Yoda is mounted on Skywalker’s back like he’s a race-Eopie, which is Fox’ only consolation.

He got up this morning at 0300, bleary-eyed and with a pounding headache as always, and all was right in the world. And then Fox got called into the Jedi High Council’s chambers and was ceremoniously informed that in the wake of Chancellor Palpatine’s unfortunate demise (hah), and through the emergency state of the Senate, as well as several invented promotions foisted on Fox to make the delegation of any and all paperwork less shady, he was now next in the chain of command and-

Well, Fox is the acting Chancellor, in short.

Haha, he had said, and been meet with several seconds of silence, until it got both awkward and exceedingly painful. Wait, he’d said. You’re kriffing serious.

Kriffing serious, we are, had said High General Yoda, and thus Fox launched himself out the first best window with a maniacal cackle of, you’ll have to catch me first!

And catch him, High General Windu sure did.

“The will of the Force this is”, Yoda interrupts Fox’ train of thought. He scans him thoughtfully from beneath his wizened brow, and hems to himself. “Shake things up, this will. Determine the fate of the Galaxy, this shall. A feeling, I have, that a good Chancellor you will make. A better one, hmmm.”

“That’d be high praise, if not for the fact that a dead lemming would make for a better Chancellor than the last one”, says Fox, drawing and indignant gasp from Skywalker. He doesn’t bother with either that or the green goblin’s cackle, lost in the deep sense of resignation that settles over his shoulders like a suffocating blanket.

“Alright, then, get me Thorn on the comm. As my first act in office, I’m firing all the Jedi. No offense, but you’re kind of a disaster. Then, someone get me to the Chancellor’s office, I’m calling Dooku to let him know the war’s off. And please get me Judicial, they’ll be up all night working on my datafolders - I’m having the Senate arrested.”

“Who - is - arresting - “, Bly pants, hands on his knees from where he’s just come sprinting around the corner with his Jedi.

Underneath his bucket, Fox smiles a smile that’s all teeth. “The Senate”, he says, sweetly, wondering if he’s just imagined the shiver that’s gone through the room. “I’m suing the Senate, and taking them all into temporary custody for abuse of sentient rights.”

[beepsbees]

After his execution, a detested crown prince discovers himself in the past without his status and power but with enough knowledge to seek revenge. A fantasy BL light novel with 15 full color illustrations. Full of drama, betrayal, time travel, and found family, with blood and gore sprinkled in Unlucky Clover is ride of a read. $7.99 for 220k words of protagonist Willow's unlucky attempt to fix the future he ruined. With the help of street rat Crow and the mysterious stranger Ny he might just stumble his way out of his mess.

I was the art director and illustrated art for this novel alongside the amazing Jiminsi! This book is a wild ride and well worth checking out! It was really fun making the character designs for the cast as well as working with Jiminsi for all the illustrations! The main trio is a treat of found family and the supporting cast is a joy to read how all their stories interconnect.

This is Kiwi Rat's first novel and you can see their eclectic influences from Terry Pratchett's Discworld to magical girl anime to Villianess webtoons bouncing out of the page and creating their own unique world.

[thesunshinesafterthestorm]

so my sister wrote a book

it's a christian herbal book here's the summary:

Life Began in a Garden: The Book has more than 60 herbal profiles, more than 50 herbal recipes, and more than 35 biblical references throughout. Plus two bonus unfilled profiles to get you started on your herbal journey. A great book for those just starting out to those who have been on their herbal path for sometime. No matter your experience level, this book is packed with herbal knowledge and know how.

For many years herbs have supported us. It’s time to get back to basics, Herbies! 🌿 “Then the Lord God took the man and put him in the garden of Eden to tend and keep it.” Genesis 2:15 NKJV *No AI was used in writing this book.

and if it sounds like something you're interested in here's the link

Life Began in a Garden

[dekarios]

Ten years after the publication of ANNIHILATION, Jeff VanderMeer returns to his blockbuster Southern Reach series. 🐊 ABSOLUTION is out today.

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[deoidesign]

Idk who needs to hear this but time and time again isn't over!!!

Webtoon removed the "time and time again will return!!!" Banner and I don't know why, but it's not over!!! There's still another 1/3 of the comic to go! There's a lot more stuff that I'm working on and it'll be coming back soon!

Please be patient with me, I know it's been a long time... But the stuff I'm making is really good and there's a lot of reasons it's taken this long. I promise I want it back more than anyone.

I'm trying to come back around the end of October. I'm doing my best to get everything ready in time, so no promises, but I'm on track to do so! I'm just one person writing and drawing everything, and my editor was fired so I'm not even getting any notes anymore. It's literally just me. I'm doing my best I promise!

[manichewitz]

i dont think yall understand how floored i was when i found out that the interview with the vampire books are actually incredibly erotically gay for real and not just light queercoding or fan's gay ships?? bc this changes everything. i had always assumed anne rice hated fanfic authors for making her male characters fuck, but no, she just wanted to be the only author making her male characters fuck

[peppermintquartz]

It's been a tiresome day at work, but dinner and a documentary on orangutans (hard to go wrong with David Attenborough) have perked Buck's mood up. Tommy has already brushed his teeth and got in bed, midway through a new murder romance comedy - Bad Men, by Julie Cohen - and is grinning to himself.

"This is definitely inspired by that Hannibal series," Tommy says, adjusting his reading glasses.

"Albert told me it was a well-made show, and the food is supposedly really delicious, but I'm not sure I wanna watch it and feel hungry watching a cannibal munching on a liver, y'know?" Buck plugs in his phone. "Speaking of cannibals, we gotta decide on a costume idea for Maddie's Halloween party. It's with the kids so we gotta keep it PG. Funny is okay, nothing too scary, sexy is definitely out."

"I'm thinking cowboy and gladiator. Night at the Museum."

Buck can see it. He still has a cowboy hat and boots somewhere, he thinks. And chaps are easy to rent.

"You know where to get the gladiator outfit?"

"I know a guy."

"Of course you do. Wish we could do scary costumes though, that woulda been fun." Yawning, Buck sheds his sweater and kicks off his pants, intending to pull on sweatpants, when he hears Tommy gasp loudly.

"What? What?" Buck looks around, thinking he's going to see a huge roach or something.

Tommy's eyes are wide and he's staring at Buck. "That's so scary!"

"What? What's scary?"

Tommy points a shaking finger at Buck... and Buck's boxers.

Which have little cartoon jack-o'-lanterns all over them.

Biting back a smirk, Buck glances at Tommy, who is not hiding his smirk. In fact, Tommy shudders dramatically.

"They're so scary. You should take them off," he says, grinning as he sets aside his book and glasses, his eyebrows wagging.

Buck saunters over to the foot of the bed to stare suggestively at his boyfriend, who pulls up the blanket and wraps them around himself. "These are scary, huh."

"So terrifying." Tommy covers his eyes. His shoulders shake with stifled giggles.

"Well, I shouldn't be scaring my boyfriend," Buck drawls. He shimmies out of his frightful boxers. "There, there. See? Nothing to be scared of now."

Tommy pouts, his lower lip wobbling. He looks utterly ridiculous. "Hold me?" he says, in the tiniest voice he can manage. "Please?"

"You absolute dork." Buck laughs and burrows under the blanket.

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PS: If you know the comic this little fic is based on, please drop the link below so I can credit. I can't find it 😭 my tumblr search-fu has failed me

[mellarkdandelion]

The Capitol salutes its citizens in the mining district

Once again I’m OBSESSED with these thg posters!!

[leechjuice]

MY ANGSTY GAY CANNIBAL BOOK IS OUT NOW!

IN THE END, YOU KILL US BOTH is a novel about a lesbian arsonist rebuilding her life after a violent trauma, and the texan loner that inspires her to seek revenge on her abusers. it's also a story about relentless grief, hunger, and the unending staircase of healing.

🩸

[otomehonyaku]

DIABOLIK LOVERS More,Blood Stellaworth Complete Set Tokuten Short Stories ☽ Ayato ver.

Original title: DIABOLIK LOVERS MORE,BLOOD ステラワース全巻連動購入特典ショートストーリ English translation by @otomehonyaku Scans can be found here (courtesy of @karleksmumskladdkaka!)

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SUMMARY | This short story provides a slice of Ayato and Yui's daily life after the events of More,Blood. Yui tells off Ayato when he asks her to prepare takoyaki for him, so he resolves to make it himself out of spite. Chaos ensues...

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Please do not reuse or repost my translations elsewhere or translate my work into other languages without my permission.

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“Tch… this is harder than I thought…”

As soon as I’d spat out the words, smoke started rising from the searing hot teppan (1) in front of me.

“It’s burning…?! Shit! How’d that happen?!”

I went over to the sink, getting increasingly irritated, and turned on the tap to fill a nearby cup with water. By that point, smoke was billowing up from the steel plate. It was then, when I reached over to throw the water onto the pan, that…

“Ayato! Stop, you shouldn’t do that!”

“The fuck?!”

“S-sorry… I didn’t mean to…”

“You’re the one who told me to make it myself, right?! Right?” I threatened, looming over her. Her lip quivered while she apologised, her voice small.  

It had all started a mere ten minutes ago.

I’d just been craving takoyaki before bed. I woke up Pancake, who’d already been fast asleep, and pestered her to make it for me. However, of all the things she could’ve done, she flat-out told me I should be able to make such a simple dish myself.

Well, she ain’t wrong, I’d briefly thought—and yet her blunt statement had really pissed me off. It made me want to put her in her place. 

Then, another thought suddenly occurred to me. I wanted to prove to her that I could, in fact, make takoyaki myself.

And so, in a petty attempt at retaliation, I’d decided to actually prepare the takoyaki on my own. But to think the same person who told me to do so would still be poking her nose into my business…

“I’m sorry, I think I should make the takoyaki after all.” 

“What?!”

Pancake sounded exasperated when she reached over to take the metal skewers from my hands and stood in front of the takoyaki machine.

“The fuck’re you doin’? Then why’d you tell me to make it myself?! Besides, they’re almost done already, so…” I grumbled while Pancake narrowed her eyes at me from over her shoulder.

“...I thought you would repetitively refuse to make it yourself, so…”

“What?”

“So I’d figured you’d go to great lengths to make me do it!” she said, somehow quite angrily.

“So what, huh? I tried to make you do it but you didn’t in the end. Why’re you yappin’ like it’s not in your favour?”

“...Come on! It’s… because… I wanted you to ask me, Ayato…”

“Huh?”

“Well… I felt a bit irritated because you woke me up out of the blue, but… you know, I actually find it… kind of… cute when you come to me asking to prepare takoyaki for you, Ayato…” Pancake’s face turned bright red—all the way to her ears—when she said it.

“W-what’s… cute…? The fuck?! Are you out of your mind?” My voice almost betrayed me.

“I’m not! Come on, Ayato…! Why did you choose to actually make it yourself this time…?” Pancake mumbled, skillfully turning over the takoyaki. 

I’d thought the takoyaki had been burning, but it turned out not to be so bad after all.

What she said made me feel like I had been a bit unreasonable. I swallowed hard. 

“Uh… anyway! I’m always fine with making takoyaki for you, okay…?!”

“Ugh… I-I don’t understand you, woman!” I retorted. 

In all honesty, I just didn’t know how to deal with being thrown off-balance this way. 

The takoyaki turned out to be… so bad that they were inedible. I must’ve messed up the ingredients somehow. In the end, it seemed like there was no other way than to let Pancake make takoyaki for me from now on, no matter how much she got on my nerves.

Well, I guessed it couldn’t be helped.

Still, though… the next time she calls me cute, I’ll drain her to the last drop!

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(1) 鉄板（てっぱん）: A teppan is a steel plate, usually in the middle of a table, on which dishes are either prepared by a chef (in a teppanyaki restaurant) or by yourself (in good company!)