#book-nerd au?

[therighthandofvengeance]

Sure, on the surface, a biker and book nerd don’t have much in common. But in certain situations, they have everything in common. Situations like escaping into a café to avoid their respective friends’ comments about their lack of a love life, for example.

[seren-dipitous-art]

Jason, edgelord since day one. Who also happens to read classic literature. Wearing leather even in medieval times because of course he is. Don’t ask me how he got those soles on his boots.

Still to come are yet more bats who can’t sit straight.

[ravelqueen]

People saying that Aziraphale is into bad boys and Crowley is into good boys actually have it the wrong way around! You guys are just getting distracted by the Aesthetic!

Proof: Crowley got interested in Aziraphale when he started acting a bit bad aka unangelically while Aziraphale meanwhile has heart eyes every time Crowley does something Kind (tm).

Q.e.d.

[betweenblackberrybranches]

Misuta beloved♡

He is so pretty and likes good books, i love him

Gitm belongs to @venomous-qwille

Thanks for your hard work creating all these delightfull guys

[gerbfukc]

Modern Kazula au where they're both obsessed with books

Prompt: Azula buys some worn out books at 1/2 Price Bookstore and becomes enamored with the person who annotated them and left snarky commentary in the margins.

Meanwhile, Katara is infuriated that her brother donated her spare stash of books. She vows to get them all back.

Along the way, they encounter each other by chance. Their first impression?

Loathing. Pure, unadulterated loathing.

[screwpinecaprice]

He asked her if it's true that Earthlings can read minds.

Lol idk really I drew now context later. :T

[ricky-mortis]

Howdy hello- guess who made a wings au :)

More to come with this eventually- I’m working on my designs for other characters at the moment, but for now we’ve got Red-Tailed Hawk for Curt and Eagle Owl for Owen.

For DMA I had Barn Owl wings because a) Barn Owls are beautiful and I wanted to draw the wings for them, and more importantly, b) Owen would probably want to disguise his wings, and it would make sense if it was as a different type of owl. I just assume he’d dye his feathers in some way or another. Look- just don’t think about it too much.

[fluffytheocelot]

Diversity win! The werewolf and her girlfriend are autistic!

Sticking Carmen in stupid t shirts is so fun :)

Oh here’s the original shirts btw

[meowsgirldrawing]

Astarion being a book girlie (Domestic Tav x Astarion Bg3)

Masterlist: Here

A03: Here

Word Count: 1,045

Warnings: None really, just slight cussing plus being a little suggestive but nothing explicit like always.

Notes: Tav here is gender-neutral as I always write them but they lean into being a tall tiefling for my own amusement. And plus- who doesn't love height differences, eh?

Tav has known for a great while that Astarion loves books. His eyes brightened up on the darkest day when handing him a new one with an unfamiliar title, he’d be glued to it the rest of the night. 

Same thing still applied even after they moved in with one another after the Elder Brain’s defeat. 

The cushions bended to the newcomer’s will, Astarion letting himself down on it with one knee before curling up into it’s pillowed back. Tav glanced up, a smile marking their face at the sight of their favorite vampire before pausing. 

“Lovely?” They asked lightly, their tone calm and sweet as always. 

Astarion sipped his wine, eyes focused on the page of his freshly opened book in his lap. “Yes, dearest?”

“When did you start reading that one?”

His eyes stop processing the resumed scene of Jacklyn realizing her ‘fluttering in her heart’ feelings for Elizabeth, in favor for matching Tav’s gaze instead. 

“This morning, darling.” He scoffs as if it’s obvious. 

Tav’s brows furrow. But he was just reading a rather large one last night, half way through they saw just before bed. And this one, snatched in his grasp, looks nearly done already. 

“You enjoy ‘A Peasant's Rose’ that much, hm?

“I would enjoy it more if you read with me, dear.” His gaze is telling, smirk joining. 

They laugh, putting down their previous book- barely started mind you- to go grab up the first installment of the 7th book he’s on. 

“Alright, give me a second, Star.”

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“FUCK-”

The sound had them shaken from focusing on dinner, the swear had them tossing off the gloves and bounding up the stairs as they grabbed their hidden rapier from the front door entrance. 

This place is meant to be a safe place for Astarion and them, a place for Astarion to grow and be his own person finally and for Tav to encourage that and enjoy it with him. Those types of thoughts and ones ready to rip apart whatever had their sweet elf yelling and cursing like no tomorrow, were spinning through their mind on a frenzy. 

Scratch followed behind them, barking and near growling at the sight of his owner freaking out for the first time in a while. 

“ASTARION!” They called, tone dripping with worry, and they slammed open the door to Astarion’s little library cave. 

They froze at the sight, Scratch panting and tilting his head once he joined them. 

Astarion glared hard at the book clutched in his hands. Fangs out in disgust and red eyes piercing. 

That washed away the moment he noticed he had visitors. 

Astarion blinked, “Oh…Uh, hi?”

Tav blinked back, “Are you ok?” Their eyes glancing from his to around the room, rapier still tight in their fist. 

“Of course I am, darling.” He squints. “Are you?”

Tav takes a breath, realizes what happened and just asks calmly, “You enjoying ‘Manhunting’?” They nudge their finger forward, towards the book in his lap. 

Astarion, taken with the question gladly, lets his eyes roll and groans, “Yes, but no. The author clearly never met a single monster hunter or vampire for that matter in their entire life apparently. I mean, seriously, vampires able to glow silver and gold? Please, darling!”

As much as Tav would love to listen to him rant longer about the realities of a vampire, as if they aren’t already living with one, Scratch has started barking for another reason. And the smell of burning peppers catches their nose. 

‘Shit.’

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“Darling, sweet dumpling, honey..” A voice whispers next to them,” I need you for a second.”

Their tail twitches, spreading from their leg and across the sheets into his thigh. It wraps around him, Astarion’s hand meeting it and petting the ridges on it’s side. His words press,

“Tav, I need your help.”

Tav stirs from their rare nap. Between being one of the only ‘Famed heroes’ in Baldurs Gate still helping in the reconstruction process, besides a reluctant Astarion that is, helping their remaining friends every which way and that, and even just adapting to usual domestic life again on top of everything, naps are certainly becoming their favorite breaks. 

And even more so when their favorite smooth talker slides into their lap, hands rubbing down their arms. 

In their sleepy stir, Tav hums a vague response and lays their hands in return on his hips. Their slight claws giving a gentle squeeze. 

“Can I use your body, my dear? Just for a minute?”

A minute?..Well, usually their times together don’t take forever but certainly not a minute. 

Their brows give a sleepy furrow, “..Mm..Wha?”

It’s then they notice the lighter weight sitting on them. A book. Flipped open with one hand holding it while Astarion’s other hand slides up and presses their wrist above their head. 

He glances behind him and makes his feet hook over their thighs. He still straddles a confused Tav. 

Said person blinks awake. “Astarion.”

“Hm?” He hums, glancing to the book and glaring while raising his other hand under their loose arm. An critical eye viewing it all, back and forth from the book to Tav’s splayed out form “...You enjoying ‘Spare Parts’?” Their eye flick from the book to their pinned arm. The other is making circles on his bicep.

“Yes…But-” He sighs, releasing them from the odd position and grabbing up his book. He sits more normally in their lap now, teeth gently gnawing at his lip. A puzzle he cannot figure out, a piece he cannot place. “Even with the countless lovers I had, I admit my imagination never could reach these levels of ‘wild’ sadly.”

Tav can't help their chuckle and raises up to rest on their arms. 

“Well thats why you have me at least.” They tease. 

His eyes flick up and he smirks. Hooded eyes but a softness that has their heart padding a bit faster. They’re surely doing the same back. 

He marks his page, slips it onto the bedside table and immediately hooks arms around their neck. Forehead meeting theirs, eyes locking and laughs mixing. 

“Oh yes..how I do love that particular mind of yours.” With that, he cups their face and draws them into a needy kiss. Smiles shared between them.

[calartscorner]

"The axolotl wanted me dead, now you get to find out why!"

[silent-shanin]

Reading sapphic novels with your werewolf gf in the bacon hammock and oops you both fell asleep

[jtl-fics]

FOR WIP WED CAN YOU PRETTY PLEASE DO MATH NERD OF NEIL JUST BEING SO NORMAL AND ANDREW JUST DYING CAUSE HE HAS A CRUAH ON THIS NORMAL ASS DUDE

WIP Wednesday (7/19/23) - Closed | Math Nerd AU

Aaron had come to know bits and pieces of who his brother is. He knew not to touch Andrew without asking, he knew that his brother didn't give a shit about Exy, he even knew bits and pieces about the friend that Andrew had been looking for.

The thing he most knew about his brother was that he did not let sweets go to waste. He didn't let ice cream melt and he didn't let hot cocoa get cold.

So when he came to the cafeteria and found Andrew sat across from Neil that wasn't unusual. What was unusual was that Andrew's bowl of ice cream had melted and he was staring straight at Neil who had his tongue sticking out as he was cutting away something with scissors.

"What's wrong. Your ice cream is melting?" Aaron asks in German wondering what in the world is going on.

"He's cutting coupons." Andrew says as if that explained it.

"Okay? And...?" Aaron tries to prompt.

"He gave me his membership card for the chain supermarket. He gets fuel points." Andrew continues.

Aaron continued to fail to see what the issue was but Andrew had a white knuckle grip on his spoon as if he was mere moments from lunging over the table and stabbing the freshman.

[thesongistheriver]

@guiltyscarlet asked me about the bookstore merthur AU recently, so please, have an opening scene snip

The last box dropped to the floor with a resounding thud. “I think that’s the last of it, Gwen,” Merlin sighed, rubbing his arms.

“Oh, thank you, Merlin!” Gwen cried. “I know it seems like too many cookbooks—”

“I’m running a bookstore,” Merlin interrupted. “I don’t know if there is such a thing as too many of any kind of books.”

She gave him A Look, the kind he always idly thought she should find a way to patent. “Taking over your uncle’s shop and bringing it into the twenty-first century doesn’t mean you have to approve of your resident baker needing twelve boxes of baking apparatus and cookbooks lugged around.”

He grinned then, eyes crinkling. “Perhaps not, but if it means I get free scones for life, I’ll live with the pain.”

Smacking him lightly on the shoulder, Gwen giggled. “Deal. After all, you’re not asking for rent for the cafe in this space.”

Merlin shrugged, face falling nonetheless. “No reason to. Gaius owned the building outright, and now … well, now, I suppose I do.” 

Merlin still couldn’t entirely believe it. He’d never been that close to his great-uncle Gaius, but apparently he’d been the sole beneficiary of the shop in his will. It was somewhat ridiculous; he’d studied literature at uni and had been muddling along in a low-level editorial assistant position at a barely-functional publishing house until Gaius had passed, leaving Hunith and Merlin a huge bequest and the store entirely to Merlin himself.

Still, Gaius had definitely not kept up with the times, as Gwen so kindly noted. (Had it been anyone other than his oldest friend, he might have argued the point, but here they were.) There were ancient sticks of incense in pots around the place, bead curtains, and an aroma of patchouli so thick that Merlin felt he could actually see his great-uncle, with his long white hair, round spectacles, and multicolored dashikis left over from the 1970s, when he inhaled it. 

“Well, this town could use a decent public space, anyway,” Merlin said quietly, swiping some dust off a shelf near his shoulder. “A bookstore with a lending library and thrift-book option, a nice little cafe, wifi—” 

The lights went out, and Merlin sighed. “Right. I need to call the energy provider.”

Smiling, Gwen patted him on the back. “You do that. I’m going to investigate the footprint for this kitchen you’re having them install for me.” She clicked on the flashlight on her mobile and headed into the back room where her bakery would eventually reside.

“Gods help me,” Merlin muttered, then pulled his own mobile out of his pocket.

[shishkos]

ok I actually headcanon Chris being a big book nerd like imagine he got kidnapped by Zach and just start ranting about random animals

FOR REAL

Zach would definitely be very annoyed by this (and to some extent he would be glad when Chris is saved and he finally shuts up)

thx for sending me headcanon btw,, I love headcanons

[technicallymaximumkitty]

Lackadaisy AU were instead of a speakeasy they run a bookstore so instead of fighting for their life over booze it's over copies of banned books like 1984 or The Chocolate War for the soul reason there is a small business called Mitzi's Bookstore where i sometimes get books

[exilynn]

headcanon appreciation: Eddie Munson, modern AU ECHOES NOCTERIS

Howling is a fictional town that I created. And it looks like the Tennessee setting. This city is covered in vegetation, I even made a map, my father helped me

Eddie's parents(Néa and Alanfiero) are played by: Helena Bonham Carter and Billy Wirth

The adopted sister is played by: Daisy Edgar-Jones

His zodiac sign is something that was collected from the way he acts in the AU. That's why I chose: Taurus

Eddie's birthdate is a tribute to my father, May 8th. ❤

This is just fictional!

so in love with this information (headcanons), Eddie is a badass