#it's banned books week y'all

[wearelibrarian]

Top "10" Most Challenged Books of 2022

This week (October 1-7, 2023) is Banned Books Week, at least in the United States. During this week, the American Library Association (ALA) shares statistics about books banned and challenged during the previous year, along with raising awareness about why those books were so objectionable. Libraries across the United States report book challenges to the ALA, and that data is compiled every year.

Last year's Top 10 (actually 13 due to some ties) most banned/challenged books are as follows:

1. Gender Queer: A Memoir by Maia Kobabe. 151 challenges. Challenged for: LGBTQIA+ content, claimed to be sexually explicit.

2. All Boys Aren't Blue by George M. Johnson. 86 challenges. Challenged for: LGBTQIA+ content, claimed to be sexually explicit.

3. The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison. 73 challenges. Challenged for: depiction of sexual abuse, EDI content, claimed to be sexually explicit.

4. Flamer by Mike Curato. 62 challenges. Challenged for: LGBTQIA+ content, claimed to be sexually explicit.

5. (tie) Looking for Alaska by John Green. 55 challenges. Challenged for: LGBTQIA+ content, claimed to be sexually explicit.

5. (tie) The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Steven Chbosky. 55 challenges. Challenged for: depiction of sexual abuse, LGBTQIA+ content, drug use, profanity, claimed to be sexually explicit.

7. Lawn Boy by Jonathan Evinson. 54 challenges. Challenged for: LGBTQIA+ content, claimed to be sexually explicit.

8. The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie. 52 challenges. Challenged for: profanity, claimed to be sexually explicit.

9. Out of Darkness by Ashley Hope Perez. 50 challenges. Challenged for: depictions of abuse, claimed to be sexually explicit.

10. (tie) A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J. Maas. 48 challenges. Challenged for: claimed to be sexually explicit.

10. (tie) Crank by Ellen Hopkins. 48 challenges. Challenged for: drug use, claimed to be sexually explicit.

10. (tie) Me and Earl and the Dying Girl. 48 challenges. Challenged for: profanity, claimed to be sexually explicit.

10. (tie) This Book Is Gay by Juno Dawson. 48 challenges. Challenged for: LGBTQIA+ content, providing sexual education, claimed to be sexually explicit.

Further information: https://bannedbooksweek.org/ and https://www.ala.org/advocacy/bbooks

[itgetsbetterproject]

Not everyone can attend (or wants to attend) a Pride event in-person. Maybe there isn't one in your area, maybe they're 18+ or 21+ only, maybe they're not accessible to you, or maybe you're not out right now.

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🎙 June 22: Watch another episode of Perfectly Queer, then come chat with some amazing gaming voice actors and chat about representation in gaming!

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[obsessivestar]

'What If It's All A RomCom?' - A Ted Nivison x Reader (Lemon)

{{-Here we are folks. We've finally reached the first smut chapter, Chapter. I ain't gonna say much except definitely go and read Chapter 5 before this one cause it's somewhat necessary. All other chapters will be listed at the bottom. Enjoy 😊 pls don't ban me-}}

//General Warnings: 18+ Fic, Reader is implied to be afab and under 5'5

Chapter Warnings: PURE SMUT. IF YOU'RE UNDER 18 GO AWAY. Heavy kissing, fingering, Ted giving head, passionate shii, finishes inside, whole noin yawds\\

Word Count: 4.9k (y/w)

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@k-k0129 & @callsign-scully

☆Thank y'all for bein' as nasty as me LMAO☆

Chapter 6: No Cameras

Ted is looking at me with this stupid half-smile on his face, knowing full well he had caught me red handed. I'm scrolling through my panicked mind to find some sort of excuse that'll make sense, but I don't think I can talk my way out of this one.

"You fuckin' did, didn't you?" Ted asks, his smile only getting bigger the longer I take to answer. He's keeping his eyes on mine, keeping his hands on his laptop's mousepad to keep the light from dimming. I break the eye contact by rolling my eyes and shake my head. "Keep dreaming.." I mutter, trying to play off my clear embarrassment with a scoff. "No no no no, I fucking know what I saw! I'm not letting you avoid it this time." Ted chuckles, setting his laptop aside to sit up more in my direction. I turn away to turn on the lamp beside me. I feel like I need to see his face at all times, like something bad will happen if I can't see him. Maybe I want something bad to happen.

"'This time'?" I repeat, furrowing my brows at him. "When have I ever--"

"This afternoon, when we were stuck in the truck?" Ted raised his brows at me, giving me this 'I gotcha' expression. "I let it slide when you checked me out the first time; chalked it up to you playin' with me, now I'm not so sure."

"Playing with you?" I repeated what he said again. Seems repeating back what he's saying to me is all I can muster up, he's reading me like a book and I don't want to give him any more pages.

"Like our back and forths? I thought it was still just that, but now? I mean, pshh, if I'm wrong, tell me and I'll leave ya alone."

"Leave me alone?" I raise a brow at Ted while trying to avoid eye contact.

"Yeah. If I'm--If I'm just fuckin' crazy, tell me and I'll leave. I won't bring it up again tomorrow and we can...keep things as they are, I guess." Ted explained, gesturing to me. "But I don't think I'm crazy."

Remember that timer I mentioned? Now I feel like it's counting down from 20. I can practically hear the ticking in my head as I lock eyes with Ted once more. I'm trying to read his expression. I'm looking for any signs of how he's feeling as well. He's been saying things like 'why I couldn't kiss you doesn't need to be said at this rate' and 'we should be louder', but I can't recall him ever making a move. Our chemistry can't be denied, and neither can my attraction to him, yet I'm still having doubts. If I lie, he leaves my room and never brings it up again, but I may never discover how he feels, and all of this tension will fizzle out into an unsatisfying nothing. But if I tell the truth and he doesn't feel the same, the next 2 and a half weeks are going to be incredibly awkward. He could even quit, or maybe I'd have to quit.

I'm terrified of having the wrong idea about all of this. I don't know when or if the playful flirting became real, I don't know when or if the sarcastic pet names became real, but we've been sitting together, teaming up, going out to run errands, kissing longer than we should. I can't pinpoint a single moment where either of our teasing may have blossomed into something more.

But...it can't just be my imagination. There has to be more.

"I....may have glanced.." I admit with an embarrassed smile, looking up at the ceiling and turning my head away from Ted. I didn't want to see his reaction, but he certainly made it known. "Oh my god.." Ted playfully gasps, I can hear him grinning ear to ear, it's making me anxious "You like me! Do you like me??"

"...I gotta fix the curtains.." I mutter to myself, finding an excuse to get out of bed. I turn off the lamp first, a quiet huff leaving me. I still couldn't tell how he was feeling, and it was bothering me. Was he making fun of me? My face felt so warm, I didn't want him to look at it at all. "Oh no fucking way. Stay there, we're talkin' about this." I hear Ted chuckle and move around a little. "I'm not going fucking anywhere until I get some answers."

I move to open the curtains, taking a quiet but deep breath as I struggle to pull them apart. I have to lean over a dresser just to get to the curtains so I'm initially too distracted to hear that Ted was getting out of bed, until it's too late. I watch his hand take my arm so I'm forced to look at him, realizing he's practically got me cornered. Behind me is the air conditioner, and behind that is a wall. The only other place I can move to now is the bed, unless Ted moves.

"You can't act like it's all a fuckin' joke now. I gotchu, (Y/N). I gotchu."

"'Got me' what?" I huff with an embarrassed smile, once again avoiding eye contact as I remove his hand from my arm. "It was a glance."

"Oh you're gonna try and fuckin' lie now, eh princess? Not gonna own it?"

"Own what?"

"That you like me! You've given me the fuckin' kissing tell twice today! Off camera! What, you don't wanna kiss me now?"

"I wanted to open the curtains."

"You don't wanna kiss me?"

"Ted, I can't move--"

"You don't wanna kiss me?"

"I wanna get out of this corner--"

"Look at me then."

"Ted, it's the fucking tell for our film, it doesn't mean--"

"If it doesn't mean anything, look at me."

I roll my eyes and turn my head to face him once more, seeing just how close he had really gotten to me. His body was merely inches away from mine, and man, was he towering over me. It was a little overwhelming, I felt like I couldn't breathe properly. He's looking at me with that same devilish half-smile from before. I can't hold back the urge to smile, a light giggle leaving me as I force myself to break away from his gaze. I'm almost glad he caught me. He's so handsome. When he gives me those eyes, I panic. I can't look him straight in the eyes for too long. I feel like I'm falling right into a trap, but maybe I wanted to be caught. And yet I still try to talk my way out of it.

"Y-You were talking! I was just--I was listening to you talk." I huffed, shrugging with my hands out somewhat. I knew I sounded defensive as fuck, I couldn't control my tone. I was so nervous. Even with my body facing Ted, I couldn't look him in the eye. "You were talking. You were talking a-and I'm not gonna stare at you the entire fucking time you're talking. That's weird. Like-like what am I, a fuckin' owl?? Just staring at you?? No, you have other places--I have other places I have to look when someone's speaking! Doesn't mean I want to-mmmh--"

My ramblings are interrupted by the feeling of Ted's lips pressing against mine gently, one of his hands moving to my waist with the other resting upon my cheek. For a moment, I'm frozen in time. He's kissing me. He's kissing me again. There's no camera's and he's kissing me. I can't think straight. I can't think...at all.

That moment when you kiss someone

and everything around you becomes hazy...

And the only thing in focus is you and this person.

I allow my body to relax and return the gentle kiss, closing my eyes to slip into this intimacy fully. Ted pulls me in closer to deepen the kiss, almost hungrily so, like he's been waiting just as long as I have to be together again. By the time I got comfortble enough to move one of my hands, Ted breaks the kiss, keeping his hands on me. I open my eyes to meet his affectionate gaze, my lips still slightly parted from the kiss. Any and all anxiety I had been feeling has just disappeared. I feel...assured.

"Is that what you wanted?.." He speaks to me quietly with a light nod, slowly caressing my cheek with his thumb. I tried. I really tried. I tried not to 'catch feelings', I told Joe I wasn't sleeping with him, but my god do I want his lips on mine. I want to kiss him. I want him close. I want him to be mine, even just for tonight. I don't want him to leave. "I don't know.." I admit with a quiet giggle, lightly biting my lower lip. "You...might have to do it again...or a couple more times...just to see."

"A couple more, eh?.." Ted smirks deviously, moving his hand to firmly grab my jaw, keeping me still so I can't turn away this time. "You sure you want that? With everyone here?"

"'Everyone'? Please..." I playfully scoff at him, glancing down at his blush toned lips once more before gazing into his earthy eyes. "There's no cameras in here, Ted.."

Ted's smile grows, shaking his head a little at me before leaning in to kiss me once more. A satisfied purr leaves him when I don't hesitate to kiss him back this time. I once again find myself on cloud nine, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him into a deeper kiss. He moves his hand from my jaw so he can hold my waist with both hands, pulling me in closer to press his body against mine. He tilts his head more in the deep kiss, and I feel his tongue once again lightly glide along my lower lip. I slowly open my mouth to allow his tongue to move along mine, hearing him quietly snicker in the kiss in response. God, he's hot, and he knows it. He must know it.

When the kiss begins to pick up even more, I let a quiet moan escape me, bringing my hands down to cup his face. This makes him pull from the kiss briefly to look at me once again, his eyes lingering on my lips. My face once again feels like it's on fire and the butterflies certainly haven't left my stomach, but I know I want him. I know.

"That's so cute.." Ted purrs lowly and pulls me back into the passionate kiss, keeping up the pace from before. I felt his thumbs caressing my waist through the light fabric of my nightgown as I hungrily latch onto his blush toned lips, just like I desired to in his truck. He's mine. He's mine I say to myself as I pull him onto the bed with me. It's the only coherent thing running through my mind.

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We waste no time. Ted and I move up a bit in the bed, our lips staying locked together until my head finally hits the pillow. His glasses eventually fall off his face and gently lands on mine. "Fuck.." Ted mutters with a light chuckle, taking his glasses and placing them on my nightstand. I giggle as he returns to the arousing kiss, a muffled moan escaping him. My cheeks and hands feel warm and the only sounds between us are our heavy breathing and our longing kiss. My arms once again wrap around Ted's neck when I feel him press his body against me once more, lightly picking at the back of his blue shirt.

"Patience, princess.." Ted whispers against my lips, planting one last deep kiss on my lips before beginning to travel little kisses to my neck. I take in a sharp breath, stiffening up once I feel his lips on my sensitive neck. "I've been patient enough. Take it off.." I grunt at him, starting to pull his shirt up a little with my nails. He lets out a mocking chuckle and pulls away so he can remove his shirt, simply throwing it somewhere in the room before returning to me, picking apart the buttons of my nightgown. I notice the silver chain he has around his neck, running my hands along anywhere I can touch him. I don't have the energy to feel embarrassed about my body, I feel like I'm burning up anyways, everywhere feels so hot, and the only thing that can cool it down is his touch. His touch. His touch...

He gets my nightgown off of me and throws it somewhere before latching back onto my neck. A more audible moan leaves me, but I quickly cover my mouth, quietly reminding myself that we're not alone in this house. The reminder doesn't last when I feel his hand sneak its way into my pajama shorts, sliding a finger in between my sensitive folds. I gasp and instinctively grab his arm, and I feel him grin against me. He's moving through this so fast, yet I have no real desire to stop him. "E-Easy.." I moan quietly, my whole body stiffening up when his thumb finds my clit. A jolt of pleasure surges through my thighs, I can feel my bud and my entrance reacting to his touch, pulsing, wanting, urging for it. Somehow, somehow, he knows exactly where to touch me.

"You were aaalll talk..." Ted purrs against my skin, moving up from my neck to look me in the eyes once more. He slides his hand away from my core to tug my pajama shorts down enough to be able to touch me freely. His fingers once again move between my folds, watching my physical reactions with amusement. "God, I've wanted to shut you up. You talk too fuckin' much." As he purrs at me, two of his fingers find my entrance and slowly slide into me, a gasp releasing from me. I playfully glare at him and bring my hand up to grab the back of his head, tangling my fingers in his dark locks before pulling him into a deep, sloppy kiss. I hadn't felt how wet he had really made me until now, his fingers effortlessly pumping inside of me. Everything he did to me felt so good and the only thing I could do was let him. I managed to slide my free hand down to feel him from over his sweatpants, and was he good and hard for me. I feel him groan in the kiss, and I snicker at him. I couldn't wait to take him. I knew it'd be even harder to control my voice once he was inside me. I wanted it. I wanted it so bad.

Ted's fingers leave my entrance and I feel him leave my essence along my thighs so he can hold himself up with both arms, breaking the kiss to once again guide his lips down to my neck, only this time he keeps moving. I feel my face getting hotter, instinctively bringing a hand up to touch my cheek and run my fingers through my hair. I'm a hot mess, I feel Ted's lips move further and further down my body, lapping up my breasts like he's worshipping me. "You needed this as much as I did, eh?" I manage to speak up in a soft tone, smiling ear to ear when I feel him spread my legs.

"I don't need your fuckin' commentary.." Ted growls in between my breasts, making a quiet giggle escape me.

"You can't shut me up, Theo."

"Yeah? You think thats what I'm doin'?" Ted's kisses reach my lower stomach before he readjusts himself to lift my legs up to sort of sit around his shoulders, his head now perfectly between my legs. When his lips and his tongue meet my inner thighs I feel my belly flutter with nerves and excitement, bringing one hand up to lightly bite my knuckle while the other rests on my lower belly.

He nibbles at my inner thighs before finally moving further in, allowing his tongue to slide in between my sensitive folds, my budding clit immediately reacting when the tip of his warm tongue glides along it. I reel my head back and moan out as he takes full control of my body from my core, taking in all of my alluring essence in his mouth. I feel like my body is being sucked out of my soul, like he's secretly been an incubus all this time, a master of a woman's body. He's commanding me to feel bouts of pleasure I've never experienced with a man before and I can feel my core aching for more and more. My hand reaches down further to grip his tall dark hair, a pleasurable laugh escaping me as he laps me up like a desperate hound aching for scraps. I can hear him moaning between my legs, his hands gripping my thighs and pulling me into him more. Ted's tongue dances inside me, subtly slipping along my entrance to taste my every desire more and more. I can feel his pointy chin lower down, his stubble against my folds, his lips massaging at my own, he just doesn't stop. His tongue finds my now throbbing clit over and over and over, back and forth, back and forth. My body is left, wanting, begging, pleading, praying for release until it finally pours out.

"Ted! Ted!! Oh my fucking god--Yes, Yes! Yes like that! I--"

It starts at my clit and spreads all across my body, Ted having to hold my thighs to keep me balanced. I struggle to hold in the never-ending waterfall of moans pouring out of me, so I slap my hand over mouth and moan into it as much as my body will allow. I'm absolutely drunk with pleasure and it feels like it could last for infinity. I stretch out my ankles and my hands as my orgasm crashes over my entire body, the overwhelming pleasure surging up into my brain, making me roll my eyes back and close them. I remove my hand from my mouth when I start to come down from its peak, letting him hear my desperate whimpers as the high of my orgasm starts to fade, leaving my clit feeling warm and sore. I've been aching for this all week, and finally, finally, I'm feeling all of this tension start to come undone. That might've been the most intense orgasm I've ever been given, and yet, he wasn't done with me.

I hear Ted moan to himself, watching with tired eyes as he wipes his mouth with his free hand. I got a glimpse at how wet I truly was, but I didn't even need it, I could feel it, especially when he fully pulled away from my thighs and the light air hit them, my essence had spread nearly everywhere after how he ate me out, and I loved it. "I can't get enough of you.." Ted purred, coming face to face with me once more so he could pull me into a hungry kiss. Even despite such a strong surge of pleasure, I can feel my body pleading for more, my core aching for Ted to finish what he started. It was agonizing not having him inside me yet. I was ready now more than ever. I was so desperate, I'd do anything he wanted me to just to feel him. I felt like I was under a spell, but truthfully, it was just from good fucking head.

"Please. Please.." I beg to him in the kiss, cupping his face with a needy moan escaping me when he breaks from the kiss to work at removing his sweatpants. "See? Couldn't shut you up even if I wanted to.." Ted grins devishly at me, leaning down to kiss and nibble at my jaw. A satisfied smile spreads along my face, leaning my head back and closing my eyes to continue enjoying his intimate touch.

"You're the one doing all the talking.." I moan softly

"You're the one makin' all the fuckin' noise." Ted grunts when he finally gets his sweatpants off, pulling back for a moment to toss them aside before returning to my body. "As much as I like hearing you flap your fuckin' lips all day..." Ted pulls me in closer by my legs, a surprised but excited gasp leaving me, causing me to briefly look down. My god, his size is perfect for me. All of that is going to fit so good inside me, I shudder out a breath and lock eyes with Ted once more. "...I like making you squirm even more." Ted towers his body over mine, holding himself up with one arm while holding my hips with the other.

I feel my entrance aching for him to fill it, a blushing mess when I feel him glide his shaft along my soaking wet folds, the tip brushing along my already sensitive bud from earlier. I moan out in surprise, closing my eyes for a moment and giggling. "Yeah? I bet.." I purr, opening my eyes to gaze at Ted once more, gliding my tongue along my upper lips. "You better not be all--" I close my eyes and moan suddenly when I feel his length push into my entrance, feeling every curve and edge shape around my tight walls like his cock was made for me; actually made for me.

When I feel he's completely in, there's a moment where neither of us move or say anything. I open my eyes and see him looking at me, face to face once more. I lock eyes with his earthy orbs, the only noise between us being the sounds of our desperate panting. It's the first and only moment of the night where we slip past our passionate embrace to truly process what's about to change between us. We certainly can't go back now. That timer hit zero nearly a good hour ago. This is what we are now.

Ted gives me a tired smile to reassure me that he wants this, a quiet chuckle leaving me in response before I feel him start to move his hips. His pace is gentle at first, not too slow, really taking in how wet I've become because of him. Every moment our gazes would lock, every moment I could feel his breath on me, every flirtatious insult, every comment, every glance; it all felt like it was leading up to this. Every thrust felt like the pleasurable unwrapping of all of this tension I've been burdened with. My core was sending pleasing signals up my body and down my legs every time his hips rubbed against mine, thanking me for finally letting this man take me. My god, have I been waiting for him to take me, aching for it. It's all I can think about now. The pleasure, the pleasure.

I hear my name in a whisper from Ted's gravely tone, feeling Ted adjust his body to be sitting up more, one of his hands nearly gripping my shoulder with the other on my hip, pulling me into his increasingly rougher thrusts. My breasts jolt and bounce with every rock of the bed, hearing it lightly squeak beneath us as his length pumps inside me. I can feel my thighs shivering with excitement, my lower belly tingling for more. My judgement is beginning to be clouded by just how nicely he's fucking me, having a troubling time keeping my voice down with every pulse of satisfaction through me.

"Ohh, Theo.." I let out a girlish moan, bending my legs up a little more to adjust the angle to my liking, feeling him pick up his pace in response. He moved both hands to my hips so he can really work himself into me, grinding his hips against mine out of desperation. The veins of his throbbing shaft are massaging me so nicely, I know my essence is practically drenching it. My arousal is spreading further and further through my veins, a particular curved thrust from Ted causing my body to jolt with pleasure.

"Oh my god--Ted, Yes! Ted! Yes! Yes! Whatever you just did, I--I need that, I need it, I need it.." All of my thoughts and feelings have been taken over by Ted's body, begs and pleads beginning to pour out of me at such an alarming rate, yet I can't stop myself. I can't shut myself up. Ted is taking every last coherent thought with every deep thrust, and I just have to take it. He gets to use me for as long as he wants, and I have to take it. I want to take it.

Ted forces my legs upwards more until my knees are nearly touching my breasts, his own sighs and groans of pleasure mixing in with my own. He hides his face in my neck and really begins to put his all into me, the sound of his hips smacking into mine getting louder with every swift pump of his cock. I wrap my arms and legs around his body the best I can, finally able to work my fingers through his dark hair as I cry out for him. I can't control myself. All I feel is his length pumping inside me, his cold chain against my chest, his stubble scratching my cheek, his voice purring and moaning in my ear like a desperate animal in heat, finally satisfying his carnal desires. My walls tighten around him, my sensitive bud throbs for him, my thighs are shivering, my body is aching, all for him. It's all for him.

"Theo! Theo! Right there, right there, right there right there!" Is nearly all I can whimper out for him, practically crying out when I feel my body ready itself for release. I'm gripping and pulling at his hair with one hand and gripping his bare back with the other, both of my legs locked around him, trapping his cock inside me. His hips slam against mine over and over and over, I can't comprehend anything except the pleasure. Ted. Ted. Teddy...

Eventually it's all too much for my mind to comprehend. I don't even have the energy to let him know I'm cumming, I just cry out for him to not stop fucking me. He pulls away from my neck to connect our foreheads when I pull at his hair roughly. I don't care if anyone hears us. Let them hear. All that's in focus is the second and finale orgasm Ted allows my body to reach for the night, elevated when I feel his warm seed flow into me. My whole body shudders and I'm able to let out a few shaky moans, his last desperate thrusts to empty himself deep inside me causing my eyes to once again roll back briefly, fully and completely satisfied by him.

I don't feel Ted pull out right away. With my eyes closed, I feel the bed stop moving first All of my senses start slowly returning. I feel our warm, sticky bodies pressed against one another, I feel our hot breathes mixing as we try to steady our heavy panting, I feel a cold wetness spread along my folds and up my inner thighs, but most of all, I just feel...relieved.

I open my eyes to see Ted's tired gaze, watching as he comes down from the same high. That's when he finally decided to pull out, a quiet moan leaving us both. My sense of awareness and judgement are the last thing to return to me and I briefly wonder just how loud we both may have been, but any worries melt away when Ted's lips meet mine once again. He kisses me with passion and care, letting out a pleased hum in the kiss before pulling away to move off of me.

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I unwrap my arms and legs from his body so he can lay down beside me, both of us just staring up at the ceiling while continuing to try and catch our breath. If this were some passionate seen in a TV show or movie, this is where the next scene would cut to: the aftermath. I'm a mess, he's a mess, and yet we're both too tired to care. I had nothing to worry about in regards to how Ted finished, I was already on birth control, he knew this. I turn my head to look at him and blush to myself, turning my body a little in his direction. He looks at me and gives me a weak but reassuring smile, not hesitating to pull me into his arms. I was glad that he was willing to stay and hold me, partially because my side of the bed was now drenched and damp, but also because I wanted him here. I wanted him to stay. He manages to get the light comforter over our bodies to keep them warm, wrapping his arms around me for the night.

Not a word was spoken, nothing more needed to be said.

We both quietly agreed to fall asleep together and discuss everything the morning.

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[jeonscatalyst]

The fact that tkk sit around in their group chats, decide to ban together and try to gaslight millions of BTS fans is truly disturbing. New lie, after new lie and they all stick with it on purpose. Imagine begging and writing posts believing with your entire soul and praying for your favs to enlist together. Confident it would happen. Writing about the buddy program before anyone else. Only for Jikook to enlist together. Then go into panic mode and say they would separate after 5 weeks cause JK wants to be with Tae. When that didn't happen, you move on and say they are not in the same dorm/unit. When pictures come out proving they are still together in the same dorm/unit, you move on again and this time you are banning together to say Jikook enlisting proves they are not real cause why would two high profile celebs who are queer defraud the government just to be together on the same base And that they will never be able to say they are a couple after military cause they could be arrested and how Hybe would never sell Jikook if they were couple. Even tho Tae was right there with Jikook for some of the episodes and AYS photobook and showed up in Jk's documentary & book, stuff YOU ALSO HAD TO PAY FOR, TO SEE TK INTERACT ON. What now? Pot meet kettle. Y'all went from leaping hurdles to jumping mountains since Paris coming out lmao. You know you don't believe what you are writing, cause deep down its what you wanted for your ship to start with. You wanted JK on Friendcation. Wanted a TK travel show and wanted TK to enlist together and a GCF dedicated to Tae, so what you are saying then, is your ship can't be real either, by this logic. Right? So again, why all the gaslighting about Jikook? Even if JIkook aren't real, there is a mountain of evidence PROVING your ship is not real. Funny, You never cared when Tae went public with his girlfriend of 2 years & put this much energy into them & trashing Tae for blowing your ship to pieces, the way you trash JK. Don't you think Jk was hurt and humiliated his husband cheated on him with someone else for 2 years? Why didn't you care about JK's feelings and cause a fuss like this? Why you so obsessed with Jikook? Losing sleep over a fake ship and crying thinking Tae is hurt by JK and gaslighting everyone, even yourself and other tkk? What a sad and pathetic, hypocritical life to live.

Imagine how tired I am😮‍���

[miloformula123fan]

Hi I love you,

LOGAN FIC PART 3 PRETTY PLEASE.

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FINALLY PART 3 IS HERE

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george russell x sargeant!reader

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He’d started with flowers. He remembered that she liked orange, so he had gifted her some orange lilies, yellow carnations and tiger lilies. The florist had looked at him very weird when he’d asked for those 3 flowers, but wrapped it nonetheless. He’d had no response after leaving them at Logan’s front door, despite the note also left. Lily had looked at him like he was an idiot when he told her what he did.

Then there were some bad jokes sent to her phone. All left on read. Okay maybe sending her some jokes from a book titled ‘bad dad jokes for dads’ was a bad idea but he had just hoped that they would make her laugh. Lily once again looked at him like he was stupid and Alex had also laughed at him when he told them.

He was never taking relationship advice from then.

He started talking to Logan again. It had been a little awkward because he had been broken up with by his sister, but they managed. He was a good running partner and seemed to be able to differentiate between George, his friend, and George, his sister’s ex boyfriend. Alex had smiled and Oscar had winked when they all went out for dinner together. Lewis just waggled his eyebrows.

He googled the flowers. Okay, maybe sending her a bouquet full of hateful flowers was a bad idea. He made sure to actually consult the florist and instead gave her some orange roses, frangipanis and alstroemerias. She answered the door this time and smiled when she saw the flowers.

She invited him in. Talked to him at the kitchen table where he’d made her pancakes on one of the few cheat days that lined up together. She put the flowers in a vase on the table. He could see the old flowers chucked in the bin. She gave a sheepish smile when she followed his gaze to the bin. He couldn't remember what exactly she said, but he left with tickets for her next Arsenal game in his coat pocket.

He went for another jog with Logan that week. Then joined him in the friends and family box for the Arsenal game. Then he went to the Paris Olympics to cheer her on for her second place medal. In return she had come to Miami and cheered him on from the Williams garage. Then she had come to COTA and cheered her brother on from the Mercedes garage. George and Logan had laughed about that.

“Well, now that I’m banned from the Williams and Mercedes garage, I guess it is time to finally time to say, I love you Russel George.”

“Does this mean I'm forgiven?”

“I suppose so.”

“Love you too Y/N Sargeant.”

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taglist: @folklorsweet @the-untamed-soul @thatgirlmj @cstads-blog @sinofwriting

[muttthecowcatridesagain]

Just found out that a library close to me has banned kids <18 from checking out "certain books" because a 15 year old checked out Heartstopper vol 1 last week. This is extra ridiculous because you can still get married here at 16

Also I've never read it all the way through but I wasn't under the impression that it had any explicit scenes. They're making out to the city here like it was full of porn

Anyway I just needed to scream about the progressive barring of information/knowledge from the general public and felt like y'all would understand

[hugogetspowerbottomed]

varigo honeymoon how would it go

LASKDFJDKF BADLY

rapunzel books them an all expenses paid resort trip because she's being nice and varian does not appreciate it

he didn't find the most sewer-y, back alley, crusty ass fucking rat to marry just to spend his honeymoon rubbing elbows with the fucking one percent

hugo loves it

by the time hugo and varian have unpacked their bags, hugo's kleptomaniac ass has swiped half the silverware and probably every candelabra on the way in

actually hugo brought an entire empty bag and when varian asked about it he replied "oh just in case we buy things" but he's a lying liar who lies because the bag is for all the shit he's gonna steal

the sex is good

like REALLY good

honeymoon sex goes in varian's list of top five sex

the entire two weeks is basically hugo schmoozing rich people while pickpocketing them and varian getting thrown out of locations for raging about the one percent or whatever and experimenting with chemicals hugo stole from the kitchen

on the way out hugo says something inappropriate to varian and varian drops the bag that has all the shit hugo stole and a guard definitely sees it

cue eugene having to drag his ass halfway across the country to bail both of his stupid idiots out of JAIL

varian and hugo return to the resort every anniversary but in disguise because they got banned from ever coming back

their disguises are bad

thats all i got now it's y'alls turn. send me your funniest/horniest/etc. varigo honeymoon headcanons

[theoriginalmarke]

TACIT TUESDAY TACTICS

Facebook shadow banned my Made Up Monday post because of a word that I'm not going to use today because I don't want this post shadow banned too. Though saying shadow banned may get me shadow banned.

AI can't distinguish unrelated parody from hyperbolic hysteria I guess. At least they didn't put me in Facebook jail again. Yet.

If you are one of the millions that didn't get the pleasure of reading it yesterday it involves hilarious tales of county fairs and wet t-shirt contests and is definitely worth searching for, but you'll have to "judge" for yourself.

Anyway. There's a Lulu laying on my feet, that seems to be her favorite spot no matter how many dog beds are covering the living room floor.

I had a nice visit from Mom's BFF. I'm grateful for all she's done.

We discussed the nearby Skinwalker Ranch. I've only watched a few minutes of the TV show and it was too much like all of the over-dramatized ghostbuster shows. I did read a book 20 years ago about it that stuck with me though.

The ranch is fenced off and closed to the public, but you can stay at the nearby UFO Valley Campground. They also offer UTV tours of the area. Their motto is "The closest you can legally get..."

There's also rumors that Area 51 was moved to the area once the original location got out and became a tourist attraction.

I'm going to have to make another run to Walmart in Vernal this week I think. Sunday I ran into town for a few things but forgot the bigger grocery is closed on Sundays. The smaller one used to be a decent priced alternative but now they are worse than the big one. I believe the only business they get is on Sundays when the other one is closed.

No wonder Family Dollar and Dollar Tree have a store on every other block here. Look out Dollar General.

Now if you'll excuse me I've got a Tuesday to do.

I love you, baby. Even more than a ride on a UFO with Bigfoot and Elvis. MWAH!

Y'all have a great day.

[loveroftoomanyfandoms]

Angel of God, My Guardian Dear Chapter 17: Matt

Pairing: Matt Murdock x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit (18+, MINORS DNI)

Story Summary: While speaking at a local school for visually impaired youth, Matt runs into his childhood best friend, with whom he lost touch almost 20 years prior.

Warning/Tags: Phone sex 🔥

Word Count: ~2k of pure porn

A/N: Enjoy some smut, y'all.

Matt sighed and ran a hand through his hair as he sat on his sofa listening to an audiobook he had gotten from the library the previous week. Y/N was out of town at a library conference and he was waiting for her to call.

His book automatically paused as his phone began to ring.

Matt smiled as he swiped to answer. "Hi, angel."

"Hi, Matty," Y/N replied. "How's it going?"

"It's going good. How's the conference?"

"It's fine, just the usual library stuff -- how to deal with difficult patrons, the depressing increase in book banning attempts by morons who've probably never read a book in their life, what to do when you're stuck at a library conference away from your very sexy boyfriend for 5 days…"

Matt grinned. "Learn anything interesting in that last session?"

Y/N huffed out a light laugh. "Actually, yeah, the presenter suggested calling him and telling him how much you miss him."

Matt chuckled, his heart warming. "I miss you too, angel."

He paused, listening for signs of anyone in Y/N's vicinity. "Are you settled in for the night?"

"Yeah, some of the others decided to go out for drinks but I wasn't feeling up to it. It's been a long conference and I haven't been sleeping too well."

Matt hummed. "Well maybe I can help you with that."

"Oh?" Y/N's voice piqued with interest. "How so, Mr. Murdock?"

Matt licked his lips. There had been something else he had been wanting to try with Y/N but the opportunity hadn't presented itself until now. "Remember how I helped you out the last time you couldn't sleep?"

Y/N let out a breathy laugh. "You mean how you made me come so hard my brain went completely blank for a moment? Yeah, I definitely remember that."

"Well, I was thinking maybe we could do something like that… just over the phone."

Y/N gasped playfully. "Matthew, are you suggesting that we have phone sex?"

Matt hummed. "Maybe… if you're interested."

"Oh, I'm very interested. Give me just a second to get situated though?"

Matt moved from the sofa to his bedroom. "Sure, angel."

"Are you in bed?"

"I will be in a minute. I was sitting on the sofa."

"Oh, okay." Y/N paused. "Just for the record… I, uh, I've never done this before, so… apologies if I'm awkward."

Matt shook his head even though he knew Y/N couldn't see him. "Hey, no, it's okay. To be honest, I haven't actually done this either, but it's just like our sexy talk at home, right? Except we'll just have to also tell each other what we'd like to be doing instead of actually doing it."

He grinned and dropped his voice down a register. "Plus you know how much I love the sound of your voice, angel. Can't wait to hear you while you're touching yourself for me."

Y/N sucked in a breath. "Okay."

"Are you settled into bed yet?"

"Uh huh. Oh wait, what are you wearing?"

Matt could feel Y/N cringe over the phone. While yes, that was typically a pretty stereotypical lead-in to phone sex, it actually was a pretty important question since they couldn't see each other. 

"Actually I just got out of the shower about 20 minutes ago, so I'm wearing a pair of boxers. What about you? What are you wearing?"

"Oh, um…" Y/N paused as she pulled the covers over her. "A black tank top and black and red plaid pajama pants."

Matt settled in his bed. "Those soft cotton ones you like to lounge around in?"

"Uh huh."

"Mmm, good to know. I like those on you." Matt grinned. "I like them even better on my bedroom floor."

Y/N huffed out a laugh. "Smooth, Murdock."

"Just telling the truth, angel." Matt sighed. "I wish you were here in my bed right now, because you know what I would do?"

Y/N's breath hitched. "Uh-uh, what?"

"I'd cup your face in my hands and kiss you. Love kissing you, angel, thought about it for years before I got the chance."

Y/N let out a breathy sigh. "Mmm, me too, Matty, used to stare at your mouth all the time when we were kids, wanted to know what your lips would feel like pressed to mine."

Matt groaned softly. "God, Y/N, had I known how you actually felt about me back then I probably wouldn't have been able to help myself, would've had to find out what your lips tasted like, both with and without that coconut lip balm on them."

"Good thing you can kiss me all you want now, hmm?"

Matt smiled. "Mmhmm. I'd kiss you breathless then tangle my fingers in your hair and tilt your head to the side so I could move down to your neck. Love to feel your pulse flutter under my lips, angel, have to hold back from marking you and feeling the blood rise to the surface of your delicate skin." 

Y/N's breath hitched. "No, baby, don't hold back. Want you to mark me, Matty."

Matt closed his eyes, picturing Y/N whimpering underneath him in pleasure as he tattooed his name in Braille on her skin, soothing each mark his lips left with his tongue before moving on to the next one. "Fuck -- don't tempt me, angel."

"Love to wear your marks on me, sweetheart, know that it's you who put them there." Y/N giggled. "My sexy vampire."

Matt grinned. "Mmm, definitely going to have to mark you up when you get home then, remind you who you belong to."

"Mmmhmm. So what else would you do?"

"I'd slide the hand that wasn't buried in your hair underneath your tank top so I could feel your soft skin." Matt let out a quiet groan. "Used to dream about it when we were younger, sweetheart, what your body would feel like under my hands and mouth if I ever got you in my bed other than to sleep."

"Mmm, and?"

Matt groaned. "The real thing is even better than I imagined. You feel so fucking incredible, Y/N, want you all the time."

He licked his lips as he heard the shuffle of clothing. "Touch yourself for me, angel."

Y/N sighed. "Mmm, Matty, love to feel your hands on my skin, baby, whether you're being gentle and caressing me while we're making love or gripping my hips tight while you fuck me into oblivion."

Matt hissed, his cock starting to stir. "Take your top off for me, sweetheart, want to hear your hand caressing that soft, smooth skin of yours."

He could hear Y/N pulling her shirt up and over her head. "That's my good girl."

Y/N hummed. "What would you do once you got my top off?"

"I'd move down to those perfect tits of yours. First I'd start with the left one, tease it to a peak with my tongue before getting my mouth properly on it." Matt groaned as Y/N gasped out a breath. "That's right, angel, touch yourself for me, imagine those are my hands caressing you."

Y/N's breath hitched. "Mmm, Matty, your hands feel so good on my skin, love the way you touch me."

Matt groaned. "By now I'd be able to smell just how fucking wet you were for me, angel. God, your scent is intoxicating."

"Mmhmm, just for you, Matty. Only you make me feel this way, God , you turn me on so much." Y/N let out a soft moan. "Want your mouth on me, sweetheart, need you."

Matt pulled his boxers down, freeing his cock. "Need my mouth on that beautiful cunt of yours, angel?"

"Uh huh. Feels so fucking good, Matt, God , that mouth of yours is magical."

Matt wrapped a hand around himself. "Mmm, well since you asked so sweetly I'd kiss my way down your stomach while I slowly slid your pajamas down, then when I finally had you naked I'd have to kiss and feel my way down your body one more time before I got to taste your sweetness."

Y/N whimpered. "God yes, please , Matty, want you to make me come on your mouth."

"Go ahead, angel, let me hear how wet you are for me." Matt groaned at the slick slide of Y/N inserting two fingers into herself. "You taste so fucking good, Y/N, could spend hours eating out that beautiful cunt of yours, see how many times I can make you come on my tongue alone."

Y/N gasped. "Fuck, Matt ."

Matt spit in his hand before taking himself once again, the dryness of his hand alone uncomfortable in its friction. "As good as you taste, it's nothing compared to the feeling of being buried deep inside your tight cunt, so once I had drunk my fill of your juices I'd slide my cock through your folds getting myself nice and slick, then I'd ease myself inside you. Gotta start out nice and slow, angel, don't want to hurt you."

Y/N bit back a moan. "Mmph -- fuck. You're so big, Matt, always make me feel so full, baby, stretch me out so good."

Matt sped his hand up. "Your pussy feels amazing, Y/N, like it was made perfectly to fit my cock."

"Feel so good inside me every time, Matt." Y/N sucked in a breath. "Love to feel your cock in me, sweetheart, fucking me so deep, filling me up."

Matt groaned. "Can't wait until you get home, sweetness, miss you so much."

"Fuck, Matty, miss you too, baby, hate not being able to see you, to touch you. Need you inside me, Matt, wanna feel you." Y/N gasped. "Want you to grip my hips tight while you pound into me, make me feel you deeper than ever before."

"Oh, don't worry, angel, gonna stuff you nice and full when you get home, come so deep in that tight wet cunt of yours that you feel my cum inside you for days ." Matt hissed, his orgasm edging closer. "Gonna come for me, angel?"

"Uh huh. Close, Matty."

Matt tightened his grip on himself. "Me too, Y/N. Fuck, you always take me so well, sweetheart, such a good girl for me."

"God -- yes, yours , Matty, always." Y/N's breath hitched. "I'm so close, baby."

Matt pitched his voice lower. "Want you to let go for me, angel, let me hear those pretty sounds you make for me while I'm filling your pussy up with my cum."

Y/N gasped. "Yes , Matt , sweetheart, want to feel it, want to -- Ah !"

Matt jerked himself roughly a few more times, the sound of Y/N crying out his name in ecstasy making him groan as ropes of hot cum shot out onto his stomach. 

He could hear Y/N panting on the other end as she came down from her high. "Fuck, Y/N ."

Y/N hummed. "Mmm, love you."

"Love you too." Matt grabbed a few tissues and wiped the quickly cooling cum off of himself. "Feel better?"

"Mmhmm." Y/N sighed. "Still miss you, baby, but luckily I'm just gone for a few more days."

Matt grinned. "I miss you too, and whenever you get home I'm going to show you just how much I'm missing you."

Y/N huffed out a light laugh. "Mmm. Is that a promise?"

"Oh, definitely. You're not leaving my bed for at least 24 hours."

"Deal." Y/N yawned. "I'll call you tomorrow?"

Matt nodded. "Okay, angel. I love you."

"Love you too."

"Sweet dreams."

"Mmm, you too, Matty. 'Bye, baby."

"Bye."

Matt hung up and pulled his boxers up, then lay in bed for a moment silently contemplating before getting up and going to his Daredevil trunk.

He pulled out the small square box he had hidden the day before and ran his hand over the contents, smiling softly before setting it back in his trunk.

He went back into his bedroom as his phone rang once again. "Hello, this is Matthew Murdock."

He grinned. "Yes, hi, thank you for getting back to me. I'm sorry for bothering you, but I need a favor…"

[chengfagshi]

sick and tired of antis demonizing BL as a whole and claiming it normalizes SA/abuse

look you can dislike anything without demonizing something based on your reactionary disgust and there’s just as much SA/abuse in heterosexual books and GL manga and just as much fluff in all of the above.

but what really matters is that to a conservative, it’s ALL bad! Someone with power HAS and WILL ban both GL/BL works with SA/abuse and those with just fluff because they don’t see a difference between either, it’s bad because it features homosexuality.

Also in my opinion Hollywood glamorizes SA/abuse more often and poses a bigger danger than works written by a mostly queer minority group

Agree 100%. Plus, omg, the way they come after fujoshi like every other week. They talk about how BL "normalizes SA" and is written by fujoshi but then you see antis tear apart Boyfriends constantly when it's like the most wholesome polycule queer relationship I've ever seen in a series AND it's written by a queer author just because it's "cringe". Well, y'all fucking hate the BL that has SA in it and written by women, BUT y'all also seem to fucking hate the BL that doesn't have ANY SA in it and is written by queer men. The fuck do y'all want?? Like seriously? And once again, Sasaki and Miyano got banned. Not any "problematic" series (although I'm sure they'll end up banning those too). Sasaki and Miyano. Conservatives do not care about the SA in these series or anything, because while banning Sasaki and Miyano, I think they also recommended Chainsaw Man, which has SA in it.

[justinhubbell]

just realised that when I was a baby trans (probably about a month or so after realising), I came upon a comic strip about taking things at your own pace and not rushing into everything all at once.

I've been following you for a little while now, and have just realised that that comic strip was created by you!

several years later, and that comic still sticks with me to this day; spreading positivity and acceptance where we can is so important and so often overlooked, but sharing your journey with being a trans-nonbinary and your experience with trauma and therapy has really helped me feel like I'm not so alone, after all.

keep being you, and never change, justin. 💕

I finally figured out how to respond to this

witchcomic.com is a 200 cartoon slice-of-life book about being Trans Nonbinary with Trauma and also a Witch. Kinda had a hard week y'all. I go through long stretches of invisibility, both in my personal/working life, and most definitely here on the internet. It's a strange feeling to be shadow banned and bullied, while also having your art stolen by nonprofits and Notified celebrity types. I try to smile and say thanks to both, you know? Anyway, I'm working up the nerve to learn how to get an art agent or publicist and it's just really hard. I often feel crushed. Terrified. And then you get a missive like this and absolutely this will be my 100th cartoon. Yes. In the book. SEEN I was!

This is why to be Trans is to Beloved Community.

I see you. We see you. You're excellent.

[akayna]

I went to the beach pt3: it'sa me ft. book that mentions tumblr

My work had a banned book day last week, where we could take home some books that have been banned in various places. The one I grabbed is called The Immeasurable Depth of You by Maria Ingrande Mora. It turns out it's a teen book about a young queer who got banished by mom to Florida with divorced dad for the summer with all tech taken away because of a suicidal post that they made on our dear tumblr.com. I'll let y'all know how it pans out, but I didn't get very far into it today because I got annoyed at the sand piling up on the pages because of the wind.

[transingthebourgeoisie]

but like, why is it a problem for white people to complain about imperialism? as i said, im from balkans, and euimperialism actively hurts us. salaries in other eu countries are 3-4x times bigger (i could provide sources but theyre in my mothertongue), minimal wage is 4.5$ per hour but groceries in the rest of eu are cheaper than here. i went to france and found groceries being cheaper there despite their salaries and work rights being stronger. there is also an issue of eu store chains replacing ours and items being imported pushing out our farmers. people were throwing vans of oranges, native grown, into rivers as a protest due to store chains having deals with the country and preferring imported ones. eu saw a country being part of ex-yugoslavia (also a part of political third world during its existence) and said its a great chance to push its agenda onto it once it broke. other countries such as italy and hungary actively are asking for our lands to be "returned to them" despite us being a sovereign state. this too is a part of imperialism and their colonizer past.

my people, immigrants, are victims of violent crimes, and were put in concentration camps during nazi regime. our language has been banned during colonial times and weve never held colonies. in eu countries we work in construction or as cleaners, in media we are portrayed as dumb people. ive seen people calling my city "africa with electricity", usamericans straight up telling me they thought we dont have internet or phones, people saying they would never visit because there is a war going on (it ended in late 90es).

english in schools is a mandatory subject and you cant even be a waiter without it. despite being fluent in it and a writer, i cant get jobs due to usamericans seeing my name and immediately dismissing it. everyones dream and goal is to work for foreign countries because their currencies buy more. as an artist, a $25 commission buys groceries for a full week, if not more, and its more affordable for usamericans than my people. i work for newspapers as an artist for 13€ per drawing, and for my american employers as an animator for $3.25 per hour, as a cheap workforce.

im not comparing this to struggles of third world country and the effect imperialism has on them in a much more extreme way, but there are different ways in which it works for different nations. my passport isnt on part with an american one. when american ships come here there are papparazzi and news and journalists following them around, and to them it doesnt matter if the person is black or native, they just see "americans" - generous buyers and tourists. youre more likely to be a victim of hatecrime if youre serbian/albanian than a black american.

like just the privilege of english being your first language is a big one. i cant read books in english myself, and our libraries are limited. more information is available to native english speakers. which is understandable, but its a direct effect of usimperialism. news are more accessible too; especially source-checking. there is also a privilege of being able to move around the usa, thus getting more jobs, especially if you went to college. my diploma isnt on par with usa one either, and many would dismiss it immediately.

I assume you meant to send this ask to someone else; or, perhaps there's just a misunderstanding on my end. Regardless, this is all very true; balkan states in general are seen as pools of highly disposable labor by western europe, and both military and economic pressures are well in use to prevent any change to EU dominance in the region. Y'all aren't even considered 'white' in western europe (or, the US really), like you don't even get that much.

[scurvgirl]

Visiting family is no longer visiting and I can get caught up on stuff!

Thank you to everyone for tagging me in stuff! Below cut for length <3

Fandom tag: thanks for tagging me @lupeloto @look-i-love-u @energievie @suzy-queued @mickeysgaymom

name: Scurv

first fandom you became a part of? Neverwinter Nights, I read soooo much fanfic on ffnet before the smut ban there.

what was the first tv show fandom you joined? defining fandom as consuming and/or producing fan-made content...Shameless! I've been a fan of many shows but Shameless is the first one where I've actively sought out fic, art, and even wrote fic for. Wait...I did really enjoy Sandman from last year and reblogged art...but it was very passive....and I'm gonna shunt The Legend of Vox Machina into the Critical Role fandom which is...an entirely different beast.

how old were you? For NWN...12? I think? For Shameless, 27

latest tv/movie fandom you became a part of? I guess RWRB but I loved the book when it came out so idk if saying it's newer than Shameless.

a tv/movie fandom you haven't joined but like to creep on? I don't creep on it because so many mutuals and those I follow are into it so I just see it - Good Omens

your favorite fandom? This is hard. As...problematic as the Dragon Age fandom can be, I've met some of my dearest friends through it. But in terms of support for creative works and interactivity and positivity? This Shameless community is on a whole other level, y'all are just so great.

the tv show that gives you the most brainrot? Shameless, 100%

the fictional couple that gives you the most brainrot? TV-wise Ian and Mickey, 100%. Video games? Solavellan *sobs* @deedala, honorable mentions include Perc'ahlia and Shadowgast from Critical Role

guilty pleasure fictional couple? I don't believe in guilty pleasures - enjoy what you enjoy!

guilty pleasure tv show? Again, not guilty. I've been known to enjoy some reality TV here and there. I was getting into the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills before Hulu took it from me.

and finally, something that made you happy this week? I got to see my family! They came in from oversees and it was so nice to see them and actually hug them instead of just talk through a phone.

Picrew: Thank you for the tag @look-i-love-u @energievie @mickeysgaymom

I'm pretty sure everyone's already done these! but if you want to do it - please tag me!!! <3

[moodywyrm]

Hi moonster!! Do you have any book recommendations? :)

do I have book recs!! you bet your sweet ass I do!! I love giving book recs ok I got so giddy when this came in. this is gonna be kinda a mishmash of recs, but I have sapphic book recs linked in my pinned post!

I think everyone should read A Ghost in the Throat by Doireann Ní Ghríofa. It's best described as creative nonfiction, following Ní Ghríofa's attempts to scavenge together the life of Eibhlín Dubh Ní Chonaill, the classical Irish language poet. It explores the concept of "a female text" and I wrote an entire essay on this just a few weeks ago. It's beautiful and an exploration of things like motherhood, identity, control, etc. etc.

A different vibe, but I also highly recommend Mexican Gothic by Silvia Moreno Garcia. Chances are you've heard of this, but I literally cannot shut up about this book and I read it Last Year. It's pretty much exactly what the title says, it follows a woman who goes to visit her sister at her husband's family home, due to some concerning letters. It's quite slow, and if that's a dealbreaker for you, you might wanna avoid this one. But! If you can push through, and honestly even the slow parts are incredible, the last section of this book hits you like a fucking truck. I love this book, man. Creepy fucking vibes.

If anyone wants to read my favorite classics, including more modern classics, you've got Frankenstein, East of Eden, Dracula, The Secret History, and Little Women <3

For series! I love the Arc of the Scythe trilogy by Neal Shusterman. It basically explores a world in which natural death has been eliminated, necessitating the existence of "Scythes". I think it's pretty good to go in knowing very little. This series is a fucking ride and I would love to talk about it more </3

Want incredible sci-fi fantasy? Read The Fifth Season by N.K. Jemisin. That's all I have to say. This book was fucking incredible and I need the rest of the series as soon as possible. The first books I'm buying once my book ban is over. Earth(like the material)-centered magic/ability system. Complex social systems, a world unto itself. It's genuinely beautiful.

Babel by R.F. Kuang. Y'all. A critique of imperialism, academia, capitalism, race, and more all in one beautiful book. Set in a speculative fiction version of England and the British Empire that centers the near-magical abilities of silver and language. It's fucking incredible, and is one of the best books I've ever read. Also it has footnotes. I love footnotes.

for my graphic novel babes! Mooncakes by Wendy Xu, Suzanne Walker, and Joamette Gil! A witch and a werewolf, sapphic, just overall incredibly cozy and lovable and I wanna reread it <3

Also! For good romance with plus size characters that also had neurodivergent and chronic illness rep!! The Brown Sister's Trilogy by Talia Hibbert. I've probably talked about these before but they're incredible. My fave is probably Take a Hint, Dani Brown, but they're all so so good. Literally just beautiful stories about three plus size black women being loved and appreciated. Fucking incredible. Some of the only romance books I physically own because they're just that fucking good.

that's all for now folks! if yall want any specific recs feel free to ask! I love talking about books so these asks always make me feel all warm and fuzzy <3

[peachyteabuck]

Hi peachy :) I saw your post about your audio books and I was wondering, do you have a prefered genre you are listening to? I saw you post about history I think and the harry autobiography. Is there one you won't listen to?

I'm currently on my fifth book this year, there were a couple of weeks recently I didn't listen to my 4th because I had an ear problem. This one is the first book of 3, weird tho that the first and third are avaliable on audible whereas the second you have to buy/use a credit for. I have two so it's no problem but I won't do it till after I've finished the first one :)

that cat is FOR REAL me right now.

honestly i will listen to anything, the only limitations of what my library has. currently checked out I have:

she said by jodi kantor & megan twohey (what i'm currently listening to

detransition, baby by torrey peters (WHICH I AM SO EXCITED FOR Y'ALL DON'T EVEN KNOW)

how the word is passed: a necessary reckoning with the history of slavery in america by clint smith (this is my next read because it's due in 3 days but someone is waiting for it so i can't renew it)

the life-changing magic of tidying up by maria kondo

indivisible: daniel webster and the birth of american nationalism by joel richard paul

africatown: america's last slave ship and the community it created by nick tabor

we need to talk: how to have conversations that matter by celeste headlee

the 5 stages of grief by behnay books

the body keeps the score by bessel van der kolk

attached by amir levine

100 ways to simplify your life by joyce meyer

uncomfortable conversations with a black man by emmanual acho

wolf hustle: a black woman of wall street by cin fabre

i do mostly listen to history/nonfiction, i guess? i'm not a HUGE fiction person outside of my very tropey romance novels anyway, so when i look through what's available i normally don't pay much attention to the fiction they have. i also normally steer away from self help unless i either a) already know the author or b) it's not written by a man. the sugar jar, for example, is a self help book i actually really really liked (and highly recommend) versus the subtle art of not giving a fuck which i think should be banned from the zeitgeist. which one did i like? the one not written by a man.

i used to use audible/share an account with the gf but this was before i really liked audiobooks. i honestly prefer the libby app, especially because i enjoy supporting my local libraries. also the libby app was this disgusting glaring orange 😂