#FINE LITERATURE

[80ssmut3]

[themenslibrary]

[ntls-24722]

you hear russtling in your closet you open ythe door and BOOM its me eating cheese but youre actually having a nightmare but NO you wake up on a raft floating down the river and its like that iomne scene in the totanic but onstyead of being sad you push me off the door and watch my droewn. BUT IT WAS ACTUALLY A DFREAM IN A DREAM AND YOU WAKE UP COVERED IN GLITTER. CONGRATS ITS A BAGUETTE

it most certainly is a baguette

[pansy-placebo]

*I breeze into a social event, my meek butler in tow, and take a deep breath*

"Ah-ha! Hello, people! I am here to find someone to have intercourse with! I'm, uh... Psst, how does the saying go again?"

*my companion leans over to whisper in my ear*

Thank you- *ahem* I'm a simple shingle and I'm ready to tingle!

*the butler shakes his head and whispers again. My brow furrows*

Well that's just stupid, how does that make any sense? How about this instead: I'M THE LAST CRISP AND I'M READY TO BANG YOU-

*my butler cannot interrupt me fast enough*

Oh?

*he keeps whispering as I slowly begin to nod*

It has to rhyme? Fine. Well. How about:

I'M SINGLE AS FUCK AND READY TO FUCK!!

*my butler nods warmly in approval, and realises, not for the first time, that in this moment he feels a bit more than simple pride over my literary prowess. We lock eyes, and he knows he's falling in love with me*

*I see the look on his face and finally understand that my feelings for him may not be so one-sided after all*

*we slowly lean into our first kiss, months of tension between us finally coming to a head as we simultaneously feel a release in tension with a rise in excitement, the world around us no longer matters*

*We are both picked up by our scruffs and held by a man twice our height and girth. He grunts something about decency. Our legs dangle, useless, while he takes long strides to the establishment's exit. He then throws us out the door, officially banning us from the funeral*

[cats-eat-humans]

Live,love,dog man

[k8loo]

What a fuckin roller coaster of emotion!!!! Every single chapter hit. They all killed me and the next one brought me back to life, just to start the whole process over. I love these idiots, I love this story, I love @ghost-proofbaby this is your magnum opus, a masterpiece in writing tension and complicated feelings. It’s gonna take me six years to process all of my feelings, but the ending was perfect. The perfect ending to a perfect story about to idiots in love 🩷🩷🩷🩷

twenty four hours (modern!eddie munson x fem!reader)

→ in which eddie munson and you absolutely hate each other's guts. what happens when your friends make a bet that you can't spend more than twenty four hours consecutively together?

→ tropes: enemies to lovers, forced proximity, slow burn

→ warnings: strong language, eventual smut, minors dni

→ pairings: modern!college!eddie x college!fem!reader

chapters with smut marked with *

spotify playlist.

ao3

masterlist:

PROLOGUE: A BET

HOUR ONE

HOUR TWO

HOUR THREE

HOUR FOUR

HOUR FIVE

HOUR SIX

HOUR SEVEN

HOUR EIGHT

HOUR NINE

HOUR TEN

HOUR ELEVEN*

HOUR TWELVE

HOUR THIRTEEN*

HOUR FOURTEEN

HOUR FIFTEEN

HOUR SIXTEEN

HOUR SEVENTEEN

HOUR EIGHTEEN

HOUR NINETEEN*

HOUR TWENTY

HOUR TWENTY-ONE*

HOUR TWENTY-TWO

HOUR TWENTY-THREE

HOUR TWENTY-FOUR

EPILOGUE: A BET*

"BEYOND THE HOURS" - extra content posted outside of canon 24 hours. (i.e. eddie povs, groupchat conversations that were cut, scenes mentioned in passing, etc.)

[horneealt]

Masterpost

Masterpost 2: here

Masterpost 3: here

the masterposts and tags are just for me, if you're not me then don't worry about it

hornrambles: original posts, tho I think at the time of making this there's only one, so I guess just original post

fine literature: yippee story time *breathes heavily*

visual aid: hey what are boobs, I'm a visual learner btw

silly sexy time: because why not have a goofy time with it

sexy autism: I'm autistic, sue me about it

sexy disability: my pain may be chronic but my ass is iconic [citation needed]

sex ed: you better get Ed's consent before sexing them, because consent is vitally important

[egghorn]

Problem with reading ebooks on your phone is that there's no signalling power in it. Cutie across from me on the bus probably thinks I'm watching Jocko Willink tiktoks - but I'm not! I'm sensitive, thoughtful guy. I'm reading that Korean Nobel prize winning novelist, I'm reading Robert Power's The Overstory, I'm reading uhhh Susan Sonstag essays. But they don't know.

[shortnasties]

3001. The Danger of Fine Literature

This is called "The Danger of Fine Literature" In the soil, it's everywhere.

She is classically trained. She has gigantic kimonos in her boudoir. When she was thirteen she obsessively used the word chifforobe.

To vanquish her, you must cut her head off with a katana. The head must be burned. Drink the blood, before it drinks you.

There is a cycle we're not privy to. And shouldn't be. Sooner or later we all live in Philadelphia with a sadness we carry with us like a fanaticism.

[14rainyday]

GO READ ACHILLES' SHIP RAAAAHHHH

He looked up at the sky, and risked a quick glance at Painter. The AIs eyes were wide, mouth agape. “It really does go on forever.” He breathed. Sebastian let out a wet chuckle, tears threatening at the corners of his eyes. “Wait until you see the stars.” He said, smiling through his bleary eyes. “You'll bring me out tonight?” “Promise.”

GO READ ACHILLES' SHIP IT'S SO GOOD: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59480374

[songthursh]

Alright, I will start with this one then - everything starts with the glorious revolution and everything starts with the night watch 🌸

[themenslibrary]

[cricketcat9]

For educational purposes

[flowersforfrancis]

[life-imitates-art-far-more]

Charles-Amable Lenoir (1860-1926) "À la Recherche du Temps Perdu" ("In Search of Lost Time") Oil on canvas

[die-rosastrasse]

Women & Books in Classical Art

Charles Edward Perugini, Carl Holsøe, Alfred Stevens, Edward Hughes, Alberto Piza, Léon Bazile Perrault, Alfred Stevens, Gabriel Schachinger, George Lawrence Bulleid