#Voracious Readers

[joncronshawauthor]

Ten Reasons Why Fantasy Readers are the Best

Fantasy readers are some of the most awesome people out there. In this post, I will share ten reasons why fantasy readers are truly the best. 1. Fantasy readers have active imaginations and are able to fully immerse themselves in the worlds and stories they read.2. They appreciate the creativity and originality that fantasy literature offers.3. Fantasy readers are often open-minded and willing…

[waterfront-aquarium]

ABBY ANDERSON’S BOOK COLLECTION

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CITY OF THIEVES

written by david benioff, 2008

the main character’s name is lev, perhaps a nod to abby’s future ward

THE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO

written by alexandre dumas, 1846

some of the story’s key themes are revenge, redemption and forgiveness.. sounds a bit familiar, abigail

THE ILIAD & THE ODYSSEY

written by homer, c. 8th century BC

THE INGENIOUS GENTLEMAN DON QUIXOTE OF LA MANCHA

written by miguel de cervantes, 1605

HEART OF DARKNESS

written by joseph conrad, 1899

DIVINE COMEDY

written by dante alighieri, 1321

LITTLE WOMEN

louisa may aclott, 1868

THE MOONSTONE

written by wilkie collins, 1868

THE ADVENTURES OF HUCKLEBERRY FINN

written by mark twain, 1884

ONE THOUSAND AND ONE NIGHTS, TALES FROM THE ARABIAN NIGHTS

written by various authors, c. 1706-1721

MEDEA

written by euripides, 431 BC

THE ROSE GARDEN HUSBAND

written by margaret widdemer, 1915

THE WAR OF THE WORLDS

written by H. G. wells, 1898

WAR AND PEACE

written by leo tolstoy, 1867

ROBINSON CRUSOE

written by daniel defoe, 1719

THE PICTURE OF DORIAN GRAY

written by oscar wilde, 1890

THE DREAM-QUEST OF UNKNOWN KADATH

written by H. P. lovecraft, 1943

THE SCARLET LETTER

written by nathaniel hawthorne, 1850

NINETEEN EIGHTY-FOUR

written by george orwell, 1949

TREASURE ISLAND

written by robert louis stevenson, 1883

A TALE OF TWO CITIES

written by charles dickens, 1859

FISHING IN UTOPIA: SWEDEN & THE FUTURE THAT DISAPPEARED

written by andrew brown, 2008

STRANGE CASE OF DR JEKYLL & MR HYDE

written by robert louis stevenson, 1886

[utilitycaster]

the secret to good longform sf writing is you need to know every significant character's favorite food and whether they can cook. this will prevent you from writing something that's like a Plot and Worldbuilding Exploration that fails to include any kind of compelling characters; it also forces you to consider what the world looks like and how the characters act when it is not Time For The Events Of The Story. the second secret to good longform sf writing is you do need to know when to get back to the story. this will prevent you from writing the Redwall series.

[crimsonender]

Okay I'm honestly confused. Lily says she only looks at 20% of the screen while reading subs but. as someone who uses subs on English speaking films as well because I'm hard of hearing... huh? Is it not extremely common for people to be able to look at the entire screen while also reading subs? Like isn't this a extremely common skill? I always assumed since I had an easy time doing this that it was a fairly easy thing for everyone to do.

[harmlessghosty]

Oooh i got one!

Innocent Physical Contact + sleep intimacy with mhin

AHH I LOVE.

I headcanon Mhin as much softer beneath the surface than I think a lot of people do. Obviously I don’t know if it’s out-of-character until canon gives us more context, which I can’t WAIT to see, but this is very fluffy and cute.

//established relationship with a little canon-typical violence talk

—

Catching Mhin getting ready for bed seems to be a rare occurrence. They mull about until late in the night waiting for you to fall asleep before finally crawling into bed themself. For the most part, no matter how much you try to get them to come with you at the same time, they talk around it.

“I’m keeping watch for a while longer. Go to bed. I’ll be there soon. Have I ever broken that promise?”

Even after you’re relaxing, they wander around the house doing meaningless tasks that could wait for the next day—watering a plant, organizing their weapons, doing what little dishes they have…

But they get tired just like everyone, so eventually, late at night, they crawl into bed with you.

At first when they begin to settle, they keep their distance, trying hard not to wake you by pulling on the blankets or shaking the mattress. (This is one of the only times they appreciate being small.)

Before they risk falling asleep, they turn on a dim light—a single candle, if they’re feeling particularly nostalgic—and roll over to face you. Their gaze relaxes when they see that you’re in a deep sleep, your body heavy on the mattress and the sheets cuddled beneath your chin. You look secure and comfortable, something they’re always surprised they can provide. You’ve fought your battles and won your fair share; after all, you’ve gotten this far, haven’t you? And yet you trust this cursed stranger so quickly to give you protection.

Perhaps not a stranger any longer, but a partner. An actual partner.

It’s a really nice feeling, when they think about it.

They reach out a hand to run across your temple, a ghost of a touch that doesn’t seem to wake you. Their fingers take in the curve of your cheeks, of your jawline, of your neck…memorizing your face for the hundredth time. They like your face in particular—the expressions you make when you…

…When you sleep beside them.

They don’t allow their thoughts to wander much further out of what they deem respecting your autonomy, though they do enjoy when they imagine…things…

You stir in your sleep and, to their shock, reach for their hand. For a moment, you caress it before you drop back into a dream, your grasp loosening once again.

Mhin takes a moment to breathe before slipping a bit closer. They test your sleep status with another soft brush of their fingers against your cheek—still out cold. Still, their gaze wanders across your sleepy expression, and they let themselves smile slightly, but only for a split second. They could lose you so easily; you get yourself into such shitty situations all the time. What were you thinking wandering the Eridia streets without them the other night? You could have died. They would’ve found you gasping for air from a broken rib cage, your body slashed and open and cold—

Perhaps…in the dead of night like this…your peaceful face lit by a single candle…they cared about you more than they would ever admit out loud.

They’re dangerous too, you know, and yet you stupidly let them close to you like this without batting an eye.

They scoot closer, this time taking advantage of your little grasp of their hand to pull it around their waist. You’re warmer than they thought you’d be, though they don’t have much experience getting so close to someone beneath the sheets like this. Appreciating the comfort of your body, they pull you against them, tucking your head into their chest just beneath their chin. An arm slides around your back and leads you to burrow against them, and your legs lace around theirs like you’re refusing to risk them leaving.

Now that they have you close, they’re not sure they’d ever allow you to release them anyway.

The little flight of butterflies up their esophagus begins to soothe down to a soft buzz of happiness. They’ll allow themself this much, at least while they know you’re both safe.

Your breath against the bare skin above their collar keeps them awake for a minute or two. They wish sleep wasn’t necessary so that they could enjoy it longer, but their eyelids grow heavy…and their breath evens out…and their consciousness drifts back and forth from dreaming.

They want to enjoy your warmth in this cold Eridia weather, but they know they’re about to fall asleep at any second.

Before they drop, they pull you closer, shielding you from the frost on the windows and the light of the candle. Their hands massage up and down your back in such slow strokes that it’s impossible to tell when they stopped.

They tuck their head against yours and smile.

This feels like home.

[foldingfittedsheets]

I’ve got some friends and my betrothed doing a little book club. It started with one friend and we’d leave a comment in discord with the percent we were at and then our thought under a spoiler. When we read that far we’d go back to read the spoiler and respond. Then their hubby wanted an excuse to read more, and my betrothed heard about it and wanted in.

At which point I slid forward The Scholomance series, which I’d been pressuring my betrothed into starting and so everyone took it up. It’s been like crack. I have always loved this series and my betrothed was like, “This sounds like a horrifying depressing setting why do you like it?”

But now they’re all voraciously consuming it and I’m living my absolute best life. I try not to comment much as I don’t want to color their perception but these books are so fucking good and now I get to share thoughts with several other people who are having a wonderful time.

[bugoutreviewgirlie]

I don't like fics that make Marinette (not Ladybug) too level headed and jaded. That girl is silly goofy to the max and she shouldn't be watered down. If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen.

[asteria7fics]

If you're one of those goobers that's reading EWILY in, like, a couple of days, I adore you.

But also, are you okay?? Have you consumed water today?? Did you take a break and get some fresh air??

I'm worried about y'all. Seriously.

[inshellieslibrary]

plot twist

[hanzajesthanza]

Bez krwi nie ma wampira. Jest to substancja, która decyduje o jego istnieniu, podobnie jak o istnieniu człowieka. Without blood there is no vampire. It is this substance which determines his existence, just as it does the existence of a human.

Maria Janion. "6. Krew i ciało," in Wampir: Biografia symboliczna. ("6. Blood and body," in Vampire: A Symbolic Biography.)

[orcelito]

Wild that anytime I post an update a lot of people read it and are even excited about it and have their own thoughts and reactions to it that I'll never know.

Comments are only the very tip of the iceberg with it. And I am Very grateful to commenters for letting me in on it. But in the same way that I'll be excited with my friends when a fic we love updates, it's likely that Other people enthuse with Their friends when my fic updates. And it's just so strange. An experience I'll never have access to.

Everyone's relationship with my fic is unique. So many different people with so many different circumstances and preferences... and the number of people that have told me that my fic is one of their favorites, some even saying it's their Favorite favorite... every single one of them have their own relationship with my writing.

It's just interesting to me. I think and think and think on my writing. I have my plans for basically the entire fic, the way I want it to end already thought out, all the major plot beats and the relationship progressions, All of that thought out. I love my writing so very much, but I'm on the inside looking out. This is my mechanical horse, and I'm in here laying out the groundwork and pulling levers and constructing limbs, puttering away making the horse move. Forever and always, my relationship with it will be more intimate than anyone's, and yet more clinical. Because I know it better than the back of my own hand, but I'll never have the experience of reading it fresh. Of reading it without knowing everything that's going to happen from now to the end and beyond. I won't have the thrill of the plot twists I have planned, the delight at seeing things progress, the horror at seeing things go wrong...

This is my mechanical horse, and I'm making it move.

I just always wonder what it must be like to see it from the outside. I hope to others that it's a pretty horse.

[hussyknee]

I think sometimes you just have to make peace with the fact that your actual hobby is collecting books. And that that's okay.

[aleelewisharlot]

Question: What Dostoevsky novel is most appropriate for a ten year-old?

[alienthegreenalien]

getting back into reading books was the best decision Ive made in years. high school depression then very difficult college years made it so hard for me to focus on books but taking the time to read whenever I can and being intentional with it (setting phone/screens aside, taking my books with me everywhere) have made such a difference... my inner world is so much richer and I feel so much more inspired. if u have been thinking abt getting back into reading this is your sign

[blujayonthewing]

oh wait-- Idri spent a ton of time as a kid hanging out at her dad's library, fucking of course modern au Idri would be huge into comic books

[dementedspeedster]

Relationship Moodboard: Anarky and Inertia

@peranarkia