#pacifymebby books

[pacifymebby]

Do you have any fave LGBTQ+ literature, tv, movies, content creators?

Okay so I'm still trying really hard to find queer books that I like because beyond Allen Ginsburg in college we weren't taught any LGBTQ+ authors/poets (except Carol Ann Duffy but the only thing I'd recommend about her work is to stay away because I hate it haha)(I probably hate it because of school tbh, sorry Carol) so anyway yeah, when it comes to this I've had to do all the searching myself and I don't really know how well I've done.

But for books:

🍂 Orlando / Virginia Woolf

I kind of can't believe Virginia Woolf wasn't on my other recommendations because The Waves is one of my favourite books (again I think you have to have a lot of patience but it is beautiful) and this one is brilliant too. A man wakes up in a woman's body and gender roles are revealed to be a little bit silly.

🍂 Thérèse and Isabelle / Violet Leduc

Erotic novella about two girls at boarding school, low-key spoke to me as a bi girl who kind of started realising her bisexuality when exploring sexuality was sort of thrust upon me by female friends at school I guess. It's just a good example of feminine sexuality and desire written by someone who knows.

🍂 Chelsea Girls / Eileen Myles

I'm very into Eileen Myles as a poet and these stories are so so so so so fucking good too!!!!

🍂 In The Dream House / Carmen María Machado

I got into this because it's what Google recs when you finish The Dangers of Smoking in Bed / Mariana Enriquez and honestly, I didn't enjoy it as much but it was still amazing. It's gothic horror af but also a really important work on abusive relationships within the queer community which the author has personal experience of and thinks isn't spoken about enough. Its really haunting, did fuck me up a bit but ultimately in a good way. But be careful because it does chronical abuse and that can be upsetting.

🍂 On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous/ Ocean Vuong

Another one where I love their poetry and think they can do no wrong tbh, I haven't finished this yet (I keep getting distracted but don't be put off by that I'm just really easily distracted!!) And I think it's wonderful idk. It's also written in quite a cool style which is always a bonus I find.

🍂 Our Wives Under the Sea / Julia Armfield

I actually only read this because I read an essay on the Exorcist and body horror by the author where she talks about her experience with having a cyst that had to be operated on twice. The essay was so stunning that I was like damn, gonna have to read that book everyone's talking about now and bestie, was worth it. The books class also.

🍂 Sister Outsider / Audre Lorde

I just think everyone should read Audre Lorde, Audre Lorde should have been on the curriculum instead of endless Simon Armitage idk. I read this and Your Silence Will Not Protect You as a 19 year old and they changed the course of my life idk.

🍂 Communion / bell hookes

Read this and broke up with my shitty ex boyfriend. It's not entirely about lesbianism but more kind of, love in general, platonic, romantic, what it really means to love. She talks about the feminist choice to choose lesbianism which was a phenomenon in the 70s and also discusses a lot to do with how misogyny impacts womens ability to love and be loved. It was a really important read for me, made all the more important because when I picked up the book my boyfriend ripped into her name and tried to be like lol what would you read her for...and then I read it and was like oh HE'S the problem.

Poetry:

🐇Howl / Allen Ginsburg

I know he's problematic but for me Howl was the prototype, the first massive poem I read and loved as an adult, the first one where language really sounded musical to me, the first poem I heard that Hurt. If you can you should listen to the YouTube of him reading it in San Francisco,that's amazing.

I also really like A Supermarket in California.

🐇 Sappho

Just all of it I guess, I think we're all eventually pushed towards Sappho and for good reason.

🐇Emily Dickinson

Read her letters to Sue, Open Me Carefully. I read these one summer between school years and I think they changed me. Her poetry in general is wonderful, some of it occasionally comes off as very old fashioned (shock horror our girl was born in the 1800s) but there's much to savour there. Also apparently there's a TV series about her life on Apple TV, I don't have Apple TV though so I haven't seen it.

As for TV and movies I don't think I have anything at all. I don't watch a lot of TV and I mostly only watch the same 5 old man movies on repeat. I think books have always been my thing, I can concentrate on reading in a way I can't concentrate on TV and also just the fact you can put your book in your pocket and get it out on the bus, in the staff room, at school, at the pub when you're waiting for your pals etc... I was always a headphones and books gal so I don't really have any recs for TV. Sorry :/

EDIT: Kill Your Darlings!!!! As in the movie, if you're into the beats you should watch it, it's very good and a real insight into what was in reality a pretty nasty little scene.

[runnning-outof-time]

I’ll Be Home For Christmas | Tommy Shelby x Reader

Request: no - written for @pacifymebby ‘s 2k Follower/Christmas Celebration

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Reader

Summary: Tommy promises (Y/N) that he’ll be home for his family’s first Christmas in Arrow House. (Y/N)’s hoping it won’t only happen in her dreams.

Warnings: none - just some Christmas fluff

Word Count: 2223

A/N: Congrats on 2K, Layla! I went with the song ‘I’ll Be Home For Christmas’ … I listened to Brett Eldredge’s version of it and came up with this idea. I hope you like it. And it’s fitting that this is being posted on Christmas Eve, right? Sorry for cutting it close. Happy Holidays to all! Enjoy! :)

I’D LOVE TO KNOW WHAT YOU THINK! - YOUR COMMENTS & REBLOGS HELP ME WRITE!

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(Y/N) sat back on the chaise lounge with a sigh. She bit on her bottom lip as she held the reciever up to her ear.

“Are you still there?” came from the other line.

“I am,” was what she was able to get out before she choked on her words, fingertips pressed against her lips as she tried her damnedest to hold back tears.

“Tell me what’s wrong, love.” Even miles away and through a phone call, Tommy was still able to read his wife like an open book.

There was a moment of silence before she responded. In that time, (Y/N) was trying to decide whether she wanted to make her plights known or not. On one hand, he was her husband; the person who she was supposed to disclose these sorts of problems to. On the other, she didn’t want to add another problem onto his probably already full plate.

“(Y/N)?” Tommy’s voice cut through her internal debate, bringing her back to the conversation.

“When will you be home, Tommy?” she decided to come right out and ask.

“I’ll be home for Christmas,” he assured her within seconds of her making her worry known.

“But…but Christmas is tomorrow,” she stammered out, wracking her mind to try and figure out if his homecoming was even possible, “where even are you right now?”

“I’m in London, and I know it’s tomorrow. I’ll be home,” he assured her once more.

“It’s our first Christmas in this new house,” she said as she looked around the reading room that she’d decorated to her particular taste. The manor was beautiful, but it felt so empty when Tommy was away. “The kids had the best time decorating the tree,” she added, a smile gracing her face as she thought back to the time she spent with her three children earlier in the week. A time that Tommy had missed out on.

“That’s good to hear,” Tommy smiled as he closed his eyes and pictured his three young children gathered around the large tree in the living room. He never had a chance to make a memory like it when he was younger. The fact that he wasn’t present for his children at this time felt like a stab to the heart.

(Y/N)’s smile faltered as the thing that had been eating her alive from the moment her husband’s car pulled out of the driveway returned to the forefront of her mind. “I can’t have you gone much longer, Tommy,” she finally spoke, deciding to come out with her thoughts rather than keep them in.

“I won’t be, darling,” he assured her.

“When will these business trips end?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” he sighed as he ran a hand over his face.

“Yes you do. You’re the head of the company,” she insisted, a tinge of desperation seeping into her words.

“They’re part of the job.”

“They’re taking away time from our family.”

Silence rang on the line after (Y/N)’s declaration. She was no longer able to hold back the tears, letting them silently slip down her cheeks as she tried to keep the front that everything was fine on her end of the conversation.

“I’ll be home for Christmas, (Y/N),” Tommy was the one to break the silence after a few moments had passed.

(Y/N) swiped away her tears and nodded even though he wasn’t able to see her. “Ok, Tommy,” she agreed, even though she knew that it would most likely be a moot promise.

“I have to go,” he told her then.

“Ok,” she nodded once more, “I love you.”

“I love you. Give the kids a kiss for me.”

“I will.”

The line went dead after she told him she would. (Y/N) hung the phone up and let out a shuddered sigh. She looked at the garland lined mantle for a minute before closing her eyes and silently hoping that Tommy’s promise would come true this time around.

The sentence “mumma, wake up!” graced (Y/N)’s ears at the beautiful hour of seven o’clock the next morning. The feeling of three, small bodies bouncing on the bed soon accompanied it, making the woman finally open her eyes.

She was reluctant to at first because she knew that doing so would bring her beautiful dream of sitting by Tommy while watching the kids play with their presents to an end. The sight of the empty spot next to her in bed still hit her like a ton of bricks even though she was prepared for it. She couldn’t dwell on it though, because the kids’ excitement increased tenfold the second they saw her eyes open.

“Let’s go downstairs!” Charlotte, the oldest of the three, declared as she hurried to get off of the bed and make her way to the door. Max and Henry - twins who were two years younger than Charlotte, quickly followed their sister, their excitement practically palpable.

(Y/N) couldn’t help but smile as she tossed the covers to the side and moved over to where her robe was hung on the dressing screen. She took the same path as her children once the cozy garment was tied tightly against her frame.

The children were already rooting around the gifts that were placed under the tree, trying to find the ones that had their names on it. (Y/N) smiled as she made her way over to the couch and sat down on it. A tinge of sadness crept up on her before she could stop it. Tommy should be here, she thought to herself as the children went about unwrapping their presents.

Tommy’s words from the previous evening then echoed in her mind: “I’ll be home for Christmas”. She wanted to badly to believe that and think nothing else. But that sadness still loomed.

The children were excited to have their mum unwrap the presents that they made for her once they were finished opening theirs, and (Y/N) was able to push the sadness away as she beamed at the thoughtful, homemade gifts they’d given her.

The gloomy feelings came back when the kids went back to playing with their toys and she was left alone on the couch once more. An even larger wave washed over her when she noticed the unopened presents that still sat under the tree. One of the tags was facing upwards, and the name ‘DAD’ was written on it in Charlotte’s unmistakeable hand.

“I’ll be home for Christmas,” Tommy’s words rang in her mind again. She sighed and hugged her robe tighter to her body before looking over to the clock. Only in my dreams, she thought as she tried to focus back on the kids.

(Y/N) and the children ate a wonderful breakfast before the three young ones quickly dragged her back into the front room so that they could continue playing. She’d just gotten comfortable under the blanket when the sound of tires on gravel was heard outside. It made her eyebrows furrow. The family wasn’t supposed to come over until later, she thought to herself as she glanced over at the clock sitting on the mantle. It was still early in the morning.

Then the worry started to set in. (Y/N) was no stranger to the type of business that Tommy was involved in. She was by his side while he created a name for himself, and she stayed with him every step of the way. He continuously assured her that no one would ever come to their home and attack their family, but (Y/N) still couldn’t get the possibility of it to leave her mind.

She was so engulfed in her thoughts that she didn’t hear Frances say “welcome home, Mr. Shelby. They’re in the front room,” as her husband entered the foyer. It didn’t even set in as Tommy appeared in the archway, and the three children went running over to greet their father.

Things didn’t become clear until Charlotte turned to face her and exclaimed: “mumma! Dad’s home!”

Then everything came into view. Charlotte with a wide smile on her face. Max and Henry in their father’s arms. And Tommy. Tommy was looking right at her with one of the widest smiles she’s seen from him in a long time.

“Let’s go over and see your mum, eh?” Tommy said to his sons before he made his way over to the couch. Max and Henry wriggled out of his arms once he stopped in front of (Y/N), clambering up into her lap to give her a hug and a kiss before they went back to their new toys.

Tommy’s eyes quickly found (Y/N)’s once it was just the two of them. “You made it home,” she said, her smile practically stretching from ear to ear.

“I told you I’d be home from Christmas, love,” he answered, winking as he sent her a grin.

“C’mere, Tommy,” she held her hands out to him, and he got the idea, sitting down next to her on the couch. (Y/N) didn’t waste a second, throwing her arms around his frame and practically climbing into his lap as she hugged him tightly. “I’m so happy you’re home,” she whispered into his neck as she nestled her face deeper into it.

“Wouldn’t miss Christmas with you for the world,” he told her, his hands finding her shoulders then. She took it as a hint and lifted her head to look at him. “I love you,” (Y/N),” he said as he reached up and ran his hand down her cheek. She leaned into his touch, her smile widening before she closed the gap between them to press her lips to his.

The kiss was filled with so much love, and (Y/N) would have happily held it longer if her lungs weren’t screaming for air. She was the one to pull away, but she didn’t move far, opting to rest her forehead against his. “I love you, Tommy. Merry Christmas,” she breathed, her eyes still closed as she reveled in his presence.

“Merry Christmas,” he responded in a similar tone, his arms moving to wrap around her frame.

“Dad! We have presents for you!” Charlotte’s excited voice broke into their reverie moments later.

(Y/N) moved slightly so that she was now sitting next to him, and Tommy managed to tuck one of his arms behind her back - in efforts to keep her as close as possible - before their children came over to him with presents in hand.

“Open mine first!” Max exclaimed, thrusting the small box into his father’s lap.

Tommy smiled at the boy before he went about opening the present. (Y/N) watched on with a smile, knowing exactly what her husband was getting and how excited their son was to give it to him. Max let out like giggles of excitement as Tommy took the silver tie clasp that had a horse’s head on it out of its holder.

“Do you like it?” the boy asked with anticipation.

“I love it,” Tommy smiled before adding, “I’ll wear it the first chance I get.”

Henry gave him the next gift, which was a fancy pen that the boy had picked out himself. He said that Tommy could use it to write all of ‘his important letters’. Tommy made a promise to use it as his only pen from then on.

Then it was Charlotte’s turn. “Be careful when unwrapping it, dad. It’s fragile,” she gave a warning, one which Tommy chuckled at but also heeded to. “Do you like it?” she asked, like her younger brother had, when it was completely unwrapped.

Tommy didn’t say anything at first. Instead he stared at the present. (Y/N) peered over his shoulder to see what it was. Charlotte had been keeping it a secret from everybody. What Tommy was holding made (Y/N)’s heart swell. It was a hand drawn picture of her family - Tommy and (Y/N) stood on either side, then Max and Henry were standing next to them. In the middle was Charlotte, holding both of her brothers’ hands while she was wearing her favorite, purple colored dress. (Y/N) also didn’t miss the fact that Tommy, Max and Henry were all wearing a peaked cap.

“Do you like it?” Charlotte asked again, getting slightly impatient as her father was taking too long.

“I love it, sweetheart,” Tommy answered, finally looking up to smile at his daughter, “it’s perfect, Charlie,” he added, sounding choked up.

“It’s our family!” Charlotte exclaimed, a beaming smile now present on her face.

“It is,” Tommy nodded, “and it’s going in a frame so that it can sit on me desk.”

“So you can look at it always?” she asked.

“So I can look at it always,” he answered with a nod. Charlotte then rushed to get onto the couch so that she could hug her father.

(Y/N) quickly took the picture out of Tommy’s hands before it would get crumbled. She couldn’t help but smile as she looked down at it. Everything she needed in life was present in that picture…and was sitting beside her on the couch.

She was thankful that Tommy was able to make it home for Christmas.

Tagged: @mystcldydrms @the-anxious-youth @cloudofdisney @look-at-the-soul @elenavampire21 @mrsalwayswrite @julkaamazing @evita-shelby @lilyrachelcassidy @notyour-valentine @shelbydelrey @theshelbyslimited @peakyswritings @just-a-blackhole @watercolorskyy @strayrockette @peakyduchesss @alexxavicry @captivatedbycillianmurphy @yummycastiel @dark-academia-slut @tommystargirl @emotionalcadaver @stevie75 @lyarr24 @signorellisantichrist @zablife @anotherblinder @cillmequick @dandelionprints @letal-y-poetica @gypsy-girl-08 @insanitybyanothername @depxiety @raincoffeeandfandoms @dragons-are-my-favorite @acewritesfics @forgottenpeakywriter @cljordan-imperium @brummiereader @areyenotfondofmelobster @everythingelseisextra @little-diable @thomashelbyswife @shaddixlife

MASTERLIST

Listen to Brett Eldredge’s version of I’ll Be Home For Christmas:

HERE.

[zablife]

Faves Moodboard Tag Game

Thanks for the tag @the-makingsofgreatness !

favorite time of day | favorite aesthetic | a color that describes you | favorite quote | current obsession (show, movie, book, anything) | favorite texture | favorite outfit or an outfit you wish you had in your closet | any world, universe, or place you see yourself living in | favorite flower

No pressure tag: @shelbydelrey, @call-sign-shark, @justrainandcoffee, @pacifymebby, @cillmequick, @peakyswritings, @rysko, @red-riding-wood

[icouldntfindquiet]

Thanks for the tag @alexturnstyle! ❤️

Ten people I'd like to get to know better.

Last song: Perfect Me by Blossoms

Favorite color: Purple

Last book: Snuff by Terry Pratchett

Last movie: Beetlejuice Beetlejuice

Last TV show: I don’t really watch TV but I’ll just say Outer Range

Sweet/spicy/savory: Sweet

Relationship status: Single (hi Van 🤣)

Last thing I googled: “Lewis Pullman shows” bc my mind blanked out on Outer Range. 🙈

Current obsession: CATB, bread, flowers, the usual. 😆

Looking forward to: Wunderhorse and Fontaines D.C. having just bought tickets. Also looking forward to when CATB shows signs of life again. ❤️

Only do it if you want! I’ll tag: @attaboylew @catb-fics @wallowsss18 @youlovehermadly @howlove-hasbeen @90s-britpop @wefashionablyfutile @bitoffocus @vanmccannsfridge @lusttttforlife @homesickwhispers @bondyblurista @catbottlefan @pinklleemonade @lunalilac @jhangelface0523 @pacifymebby @ourlongshotspaidoff @cardiodrama @encoreinuproar @castaway68 @soundcheck26 and anyone else who wants to join.

ten people i'd like to get to know better

tagged by: @megkuna thanks <333

last song: the phantom of the opera

favorite color: muted green

last book: uhhhhhh oh man i really need to start reading books

last movie: phantom of the opera which i watched with a friend

last tv show: the original star trek which i also watched with a friend

sweet/spicy/savory: sweet, i love sugar too much

relationship status: single and not looking, i'd rather just have more friends

last thing i googled: "how to know if skincare routine is too harsh" my pimples hurt in a Different way now :(

current obsession: probably still mob psycho 100 but it's not what it used to be. yay depression

looking forward to: when my family finally moves into the new house

tagging: @scarecloud69 @disorganised-thoughtss @daneonrainbow @lawful-goof @officialkarinuzumaki @leo-probably @vychodocech @umkayonninay @mocha-blossom @spageddy29 no pressure though <3

[theeleventhhour]

Tag 10 people you want to get to know better

Thank you sweeties @icouldntfindquiet @christiloveit ❣️

Relationship status: the closest i am to a relationship is the fictional one i have with Van on my mind so you tell

Favorite color: i can’t decide because i love black but also red, magenta and emerald green and lately orange and yellow. I suck at picking only one

Favorite food: though one too, i have a lot of type of food that i love. I’d say pasta honouring my italian heritage

Song stuck in your head: Reptilia by the Strokes, the reef on repeat in my brain

Last thing you googled: the name of the shade of green i love i suck at colours name too

Time: 18:00

Dream trip: Italy or England but with my friends

Last book you read: Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

Last book you enjoyed reading: the same altough i haven’t finished it yet

Last book you hated reading: i don’t hate any lecture, it’s imposible for me i just love read anything too much

Bonus!

Favorite to cook/bake: cakes or desserts to share with my friends. My star dessert is brownie with dulce de leche (caramel sauce i think you call it) with italian meringue, in events always make a good impression

Favorite craft to do in your free time: i always liked to do bracelets and dreamcatchers

Most niche dislike: i don’t understand very well this, maybe because it’s not my language hahaha but i see some of you neither

Opinion on circus (es): mmm i don’t know, i think i atended one when i was 5 and i liked it? I would love to go to see the cirque du soleil it looks incredible

Do you have a sense of direction: depends. Sometimes i remember the zone too well or i stumble until i got to the right place. And in other cases i got completely lost and go the wrong direction in a path i did for weeks

In case if you want to do it 😚@catfishandtheboobtrotters @catfish-and-the @streelightscarryushome @pacifymebby @inhalervan @daisycatgraph @faaallout @fluctuatte @89overlap @streelightscarryushome

[tractorbeamofwoe]

4, 19 and 25 for the writing ask 💓

Thank you lovely!

4. total number of words you wrote this year

16171 words just in One-Shots, I didn’t count blurbs and headcanons so 16171+ 😳

19. any new fics to start next year

Racing against the clock to write one more to get out either today or tomorrow 💀

It’s deffo gonna be a bondy one I just don’t know what about yet lmao then I think I’m gonna go back to trying to work on Kathleen and Tyrants cause I miss them

25. a fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read

Pacifier by @pacifymebby !!! You don’t even have to have knowledge of catb or sam to read it you can just follow the storyline and get attached to the characters like you would with a normal book it’s so good man

[melodycallers]

rules: bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations, then tag nine people.

Thank u @agoodafternoon for tagging me ☺️

Air

i have small hands / i love the night sky / i watch small animals and birds when i pass them by / i drink herbal tea / i wake to see dawn / the smell of dust is comforting / i’m valued for being wise / i prefer books to music / i meditate / i find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

Fire

i don’t have straight hair / i like to wear ripped jeans and overalls / i play an organized sport / i love dogs / i am not afraid of adventure / i love to talk to strangers / i always try new foods / i enjoy road trips / summer is my favorite season / my radio is always playing

Water

i wear bracelets on my wrists / i love the bustle of the city / i have more than one set of piercings / i read poetry / i love the sound of a thunderstorm / i want to travel the world / i sleep past midday most days / i love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs / i rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia / i see emotions in colors not words

Earth

i wear glasses or contacts / i enjoy doing the laundry / i am a vegetarian or vegan / i have an excellent sense of time / my humor is very cheerful / i am a valued advisor to my friends / i believe in true love / i love the chill of mountain air / i’m always listening to music / i am highly trusted by the people in my life

Eather

i go without makeup in my daily life / i make my own artwork / i keep on track of my tasks and time / i always know true north / i see beauty in everything / i can always smell flowers / i smile at everyone i pass by / i always fear history repeating itself / i have recovered from a mental disorder / i can love unconditionally

I tag @ohbuthoneyy @icanttakethemonmyown @firefliesinhollywood @pacifymebby @mmelodyj @you-will-be-found

Feel free to join or ignore ☺️

[icouldntfindquiet]

15 questions tag

Thanks for the tag @ifwecrashimaginethat! ☺️

nickname: Trace (don’t hear it often though and I hate it 🙈)

height: 5’2”

last thing i googled: 3D puzzles because I legit didn’t know they’re a thing 😂

song stuck in my head currently: Georgia by Phoebe Bridgers

number of followers: 208

amount of sleep: 7-8 hrs

dream job: traveling the world and documenting it in photos/videos

wearing: pajamas

movie/book that summarises you: no idea!

favourite song currently: Georgia by Phoebe Bridgers

aesthetic: nature/things in their natural form

favourite author/s: I like Terry Pratchett, Rick Riordan, etc. My kind of humor and they live in a world of fantasy.

random fact: I used to draw as a hobby but not anymore.

Only do it if you want! I’ll tag: @youlovehermadly @90s-britpop @daisycatgraph @racedthroughsoundcheck @xherpacifier @caudalluring @worldofyasmin @pacifymebby @somethinglikethatyeah83 @17-goingunder @vanmccanns-wife @callmebymym @theeleventhhour @moonsoul222

15 questions tag

thank you for the tag @catb-fics

nickname: L

height: 5’ 4

last thing i googled: murderville (currently watching the show)

song stuck in my head currently: end of beginning - djo

number of followers: 439

amount of sleep: around 7ish hours last night

dream job: anything with animals 😂

wearing: dark grey trousers, black shirt and grey hoodie. (about to take my dog out for a walk)

movie/book that summarises you: honestly I don’t know, let me get back to you on that 😂

favourite song currently: sadboy - wolf alice

aesthetic: a tired one. messy and not sure what the fuck is going on but it kinda works.

favourite author/s: I really don’t read as much as I should so I don’t know 🤦🏻‍♀️

random fact: I have a love for 3D puzzles (lame I know but they help with my anxiety 😂)

no pressure tags: @icouldntfindquiet, @callmemana, @mothdruid

[pacifymebby]

Are you a physical book kinda girl or a kindle girl?

I'm definitely pro book, a spokesman for Big Books. I love em, I love going to second hand book shops and breathing it all in and then sneezing (because I'm a dust allergic girlie) I love being able to use little trinkets and random memories like letters birthday cards, post cards, tickets, festival wrist bands as book marks. I love being able to underline in them the bits that touch me.

All my favourite books I own a physical copy of, and I often find that you can walk into a bookshop and if you trust in the vibe the vibes can lead you to a book that will change your life. (I bought communion in a bookshop in Paris having never heard of bell hooks and not knowing why she was important, but arguably I'd have never moved up north without her)

There's definitely something comforting about having a book with you at all times, especially one you absolutely treasure. Whenever I'm feeling sad I just have to read one page from Quite Early One Morning or Dear Green Place and it's like getting a hug.

However that being said, books are spenny when you're a little not making minimum wage girl like me so I also advocate for the little known website that can let you get epubs for free, and that's how I read ham on rye yesterday and how I've read a lot recently when I haven't been able to afford physical books.

I always say the ones I love I'll buy when I can, but also I've no qualms at all getting Bukowski or Henry miller for free because evil.

[pacifymebby]

Hey what are your favourite books? I’m so intrigued about what books you’ve talked about to musicians about, because I too have ripped into many an indie boy about only ever paying attention to Bukowski hahah so relate

Hiiii!!! This is my favourite thing to talk about so thank I for the ask <3

So I'm not gonna lie, for all I rip into indie boys for Bukowski, some of my favourite books are by people just as bad morally haha

Also this is gonna be longggg because my taste varies so much

I think my favourite books/most treasured/ almost always guaranteed to have one of these in my bag at all times are:

🌿 Quite Early One Morning/Dylan Thomas

Man's a genius when it comes to a vivid, touching, somewhat haunted short story, there's so much life and spirit in every single memory he tells, and if you listen to him reading his own stories you feel them hit all the harder. Something really homely and cosy and I read them whenever I'm feeling sad. This little books been all over with me.

🌿The Dear Green Place / Archie Hind

When I lived down in England with my gran, I'd phone B when I was sad and he'd read down the phone to me, usually Scottish faerie tales and stuff but also this from time to time and then he gave me a copy one day and I read in cover to cover in a day or two whilst travelling and like, this is one of the ones a mean when I talk about like, "nothingy books that are sad af but beautiful, Bukowski take notes.." because it's just about a working class man living in poverty, he meets the love of his life and they marry and they live in poverty, he's desperately trying to be a writer, nothing works out for them, it's miserable, its bleak, it's fucking beautifully written, it captures the hope in being hopeless, it touches your own sadness and idk, also the man just describes industrial Glasgow beautifully. It's just beautiful. (Also no one gets raped, he doesn't think women are whores, he's a kind and mostly gentle man, it really shows you that not all men are like or think like Charles Bukowski which I think is v important)

🌿 God's Silence / Franz Wright (poetry)

Okay so, he's struggling with the death of his famous poet father, he's struggling with his faith, he's struggling with alcohol and feeling hopeless. Again melancholic, nihilistic but... well written, it actually makes you feel something, there's imagery, you can picture stuff, there are lines that hit you in your chest and stay with you forever.

🌿 How Green Was My Valley / Richard Llewellyn

This is one of my dad's favourite books and he read it to me in bits when I was sick as a teenager. But I've read it so many times now too. The funniest thing I think about this is that the guy who wrote it claimed to have based it on his own experiences as a Welshman from a Welsh mining family, but he actually spent most of his life in England. I was always read this with a "isn't our country gorgeous, aren't these descriptions beautiful," kind of attitude and part of the reason I still love it is because it's true, just the first few pages where he's describing the valley are fucking lovely and really do make me a wee bit homesick but like, it's funny to me that the man was actually about as Welsh as me.

Books musicians recommended to me (I did not like all of these):

🌜 a few weeks ago an indie boy in a band went off on one about how Perfume by Patrick Suskind is his favourite novel of all time and I was actually probably a bit too mean but A) me and my dad are both in agreement that it's just not thattt interestingly written B) it's my ex's favourite book and C) guarantee this particular indie boy is only saying it's his favourite because it was Kurt Cobains favourite.

🌜 Hangover Square / Patrick Hamilton

A member of the libertines recced this to me when I was extremely drunk about 7ish years ago haha, like drunk enough that I don't remember which one I was talking to, but he was really laying it on thick about how much he'd enjoyed reading it (I honestly think he'd just finished it because he gave me the copy out his pocket which is either like, he always keeps a book to give to girls he's chattin up or he'd just finished it idk) anyway I didn't read it for ages afterwards but then when I did I was actually like oh shit this is quite good actually. It's very dark but also quite amusing in a similar way to all the Russian stuff, like bad shits happening to the protagonist but the protagonist is a bad person so you're enjoying it I guess.

🌜 Lolita / Vladimir Nabokov

Okay so as much as we all know Lolita to be that book, there's no denying it's incredibly beautifully written, the prose is gorgeous (purposefully so because famously Nabokov was laughing at the stupid Americans he said would praise anything if you dressed it up nice enough, even noncing)

This was another rec from my "wants to be a groupie coquette" days and I'm not gonna say who it was who recommended it to me, but they read me some of it and went on a little rant about how lovely they thought it was. And I laughed at them later when I was reading it because I was like wow, you're the person this mans laughing at wow. BUT I'm also eternally grateful to them for turning me onto Nabokov when I was like 16 because Nabokov turned me onto all the other Russians and also Nabokov wrote one of my favourite books ever also. So I owe alot to the older man in the indie band who should not have been talking to me lol.

🌜 Ham on Rye / Charles Bukowski

So! Many! Men! Told me to read this book or other Bukowski books and I tried really hard with the man's poetry and stuff but fucking hell, I can't do it... I just don't think you can go from idolising Ginsburg's "I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving, hysterical, naked..." to Bukowski's "People run from rain but sit in bathtubs full of water," and accept the latter as a genius because like, those poems are essentially about the same hopelessness that swept up several American generations and yet one of them captures the devastation and the hideous romance of it all and one is making snide comments about baths.

🌜Bright Dead Things / Ada Limon

This is actually one of my favourite poetry collections of all time, it's gorgeous and emotional and you will be so unsurprised to find out that it was a woman who recommended it to me, she also went off on a long and loving rant about Sylvia Plath, it was lovely. Best post gig convo ever.

🌜 Just Kids / Patti Smith

Okay Patti Smith is fine right, but every feminist boy in an indie band is going to rec this to you as proof that he reads books by women. She is good though, I didn't finish the book but that's because I started reading Touching From a Distance/Deborah Curtis at the same time and got my heart trashed so badly I couldn't pick up a book for a month afterwards.

🌜Touching From a Distance / Deborah Curtis

The man who lent me this one actually had really good taste in books and put me onto a lot of good authors (Max Porter - read Lanny - , Amalie Smith, Emma Glass, Fernanda Trias, Victoria Kennefick - eat or we both starve is very good poetry - Daisy Johnson) he's really into his musician biographies as well and he's recommended a few good ones over the years. But this is by far the best one, it's really heart wrenching and it tells the story of a family getting let down time and time again but the government/social care and healthcare in Britain and just, idk, it doesn't glamorise Ian Curtis and it doesn't dismiss any of the bad shit he did, it doesn't paint him as a lovely wouldn't hurt a fly kind of man. But it does give you a lot of insight into a complicated and painful set of experiences, and honestly I think it's written simply and beautifully too.

🌜 Homage To Catalonia / George Orwell

I'm literally just including this to let you know that if a man tells you to read George Orwell run a fucking mile. This is by far the better of his books I've read but Orwell's just a classic shitty misogynist with an inability to even write that stuff in a pretty way. Like I think the fact that he himself was very privileged and constantly trying to convince the world that be actually wasn't, and that he was really interesting just shines through so hard. You sorta read it and you don't get any of the "this man understands me" you just get "this mans boring and wining about something his rich parents could totally fix" like, he doesn't have anything good to say because he doesn't feel idk.

Other big favourites of mine that I recommend to everyone ten times a day:

🍒 Glory / Vladimir Nabokov, The Double / Vladimir Nabokov

Honestly skip Lolita and go straight to the double because it's straight up incredible, it's black humour, self made catastrophes, your main character is bad and you see him cut about making trouble for himself and it's so entertaining and just a good read. Glory is amazing for the same reason. Nabokovs been done so dirty by heart shaped Lana girls (ME!) And the men who fancy them.

🍒 Elena Ferrante / My Brilliant Friend and the rest of the Neopolitan Quartet

These are for the girls and possibly the men who want to understand the girls. It's like This Is What Makes Us Girls but set in post war Italy in a poor neighbourhood, it follows two girls who are best friends who's different lives drag them apart and push them together. It will make you feel things, it will make you write a letter to your childhood best friend, you will want to call your mother and get to know her etc. It's so so good, there's drama, there's emotion, it's not an overly complicated book full of long words so you find yourself really gripped and hooked in without having to concentrate which is great.

🍒 Tropic of Cancer/Capricorn / Henry Miller

Of all the horrific cunts out there he's the worst (apart from William Burroughs because as far as I know Henry Miller never murdered his wife?)

But he was a misogynist, he was a racist, he was just a total lowlife HOWEVER

All is forgiven (joke) because there are some heavenly passages in these two books, I remember being so breath taken when I was reading these as a sad stoned late teens girl in my lonely little London flat. I lay on my rug getting high and read these two in like 3 days and I kept crying cause the words were so fucking pretty. If Bukowski had ever written anything this pretty I'd have forgiven him for being such a pervert.

Trigger warning though, you have to be really careful with Henry miller because there's heavy violence against women in some of his books (I don't remember there being much in these tbh, just explicit but consensual sex in these two) but in some of his others he talks about raping women or beating them and it's unpleasant. He was for sure a deeply unpleasant human being. Very good writer though.

🍒The Unbearable Lightness of Being / Milan Kundera

I only read this one last winter, I was miserable and feeling like I needed to press on the emotional bruise and this book really did the trick.

Again, the main character is a womanising cunt and I would say if you ever meet a man who reminds you of him then run as fast as you can. However there's just so much beautifully written sorrow in it and again, there were passages that stole my breath away or made me swallow a lump in my throat or just straight up gasp on the train home from work.

"But is heaviness truly deplorable and lightness splendid? The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground. But in the love poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighed down by the man’s body. The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously the image of life’s most intense fulfillment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become. Conversely, the absolute absence of a burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into heights, take leave of the earth and his earthly being, and become only half real, his movements as free as they are insignificant. What then shall we choose? Weight or lightness?"

"In the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia, even the guillotine."

I remember I underlined a lot in this book and like just searching for the passages I loved most has made me want to read it again.

🍒 The Bell Jar / Sylvia Plath

I just don't think I'd be a nymphet girlie on Tumblr if I didn't tell everyone that reading this book when I was just starting to feel the strain of uni was like, being hit with an emotional freight train and being relieved that it had hit me because that meant someone else had felt the same thing as me in the past. No one's going to write better about the intimate pain of womanhood than women I guess. The expectations everyone has on you to be bright young and beautiful like, no man's ever tapping into that no matter how empathetic they may be.

🍒 The Pachinko Parlour / Elisa Shua Dusapin

Similar to Sylvia Plath, there's just somet really touching and homely comforting when you read women in their late teens early twenties being lost and melancholic and wasting their life away and not achieving as much as they were supposed to, when you're a woman doing all of those things too. And that's what I am and what I was when I read this. The books written quite basically but not primitively, the sentences are all very simple but all the more touching for their simplicity I think.

🍒 Tristessa / Jack Kerouac

When I am miserable I put on Loveless by My Bloody Valentine and I lie in bed, languishing, reading this. It's literally just a real tragic story of love withering to loss and like, it's beat generation, and its written by an alcoholic wanker but, he's a sentimental, nostalgic wanker with a talent for making you feel sentimental and nostalgic for lives you never lived.

I'd also recommend Maggie Cassidy by the same man, his shorter novellas are really good and nowhere near as overwhelming as On The Road. Though On The Road is a good read if you have the time and patience for it.

🍒 The Dangers of Smoking In Bed / Mariana Enriquez

Some of the scariest short stories I've ever read fucked me up good and proper but also kick started my horror revival.

🍒 Rebecca / Daphne Du Maurier

Gothic and haunting but romantic too and she really really hits you in the chest when it comes to fancying gloomy older men who make you feel like a little girl. Again though her descriptions and sense of place are captivating, everything's vivid, you can really picture yourself in the gardens at Manderly. It's beautiful and dramatic and yeah, I love it. I read it at the height of a heatwave but I think it would also be a good autumn read tbh.

🍒 Wuthering Heights / Emily Brontë

Definitely read it when it gets cold and autumnal and gloomy. The books peak gloom. You hate every character and yet you feel their pain and root for them too. Idk I read it in the winter when I was sulking and at home in bed with a fever and it was really good, I've read it three times since haha.

🍒 Little Birds /Anaïs Nin

If you're gonna read Henry Miller you should read Anaïs Nin because she was his better half. She wrote erotica which men sent back complaining she ought to "cut the poetry" some of its very shocking but erotica back in the day was very much about challenging people and subverting the literary worlds expectation for art and stuff. I honestly think it's pretty feminist to read Anaïs Nin, as a teenage girl I think she taught me a lot about sexuality and definitely was how I learned sexuality isn't a masculine thing, that women's pleasure and desire is a fcking art form.

I will be straight up here and say with my whole chest that I haven't read enough women. When I was a teenager doing most of my reading I was reading the beat generation and the beats don't have many famous female writers among them because major sexism of the time meant that if a man went off and did drugs became a bum and lived the bohemian lifestyle he could be Jack Kerouac and be hailed a charming but gloomy tender author. When women did this they got carted off to institutions by their parents or became rhe victims of severe domestic violence. So for a long time I wasn't reading women because it didn't fit the genre I was into.

Then when I got back into horror I got deep into feminist horror but like, some of that is the likes of The Bloody Chamber which I read and HATED. I think basically what it is is that men who are good get published way more but also talked about way way more. Women who are good get published but not as often and when they do they get talked about less. Some of the best stuff I've ever read has been written by women but it's only in the last ten years started being translated because a lot of its from foreign countries and the literary worlds not long since stopped only publishing white men.

Anyways sorry for such a long post!!! If anyone decides to read any of these then let me know what you think of them!!!!

[zablife]

Sonya Gray x Freddie Sabini

A/N: Inspired by her series Trouble , I gift this to @pacifymebby for her 2K celebration. Congrats, darling! 🍾 I hope you enjoy these headcanons to go with the images above!

🦢 Sonya is often too busy this time of year with the annual production of the Nutcracker to see Freddie. After performing the same ballet every year, it's lost a bit of charm and the fatigue of the season sets in with the cold, damp of the persistent snow.

♥️ The holiday season is a blur in the Sabini household as well, a rush of relatives and nagging questions about his love life. His thoughts always turn to Sunny at times like these and how his silence is needed to protect her from those in his family who might wish her harm.

🦢 Before they both realize, they've missed celebrating Christmas together properly. Suddenly the eve of Epiphany is upon them.

♥️ Freddie has celebrated every year since he was small and decides to share some of his traditions with Sonya. He leaves her little gifts in her toe shoes she's discarded by the door when she arrived cold and shivering, collapsing into him with exhaustion.

🦢 Sunny catches him in the act and begs to open the small box before morning. She tears up at the sight of small diamond earrings in the shape of stars and suddenly wishes she'd given Freddie more than a few vintage books.

♥️ He tells her he loves her thoughtful gift and desires nothing more than to have her by his side in front of a roaring fire. As he reads aloud to her, the chill in her bones finally vanishes with the help of her woolen socks and his strong arm around her.

🦢 There's one last treat to be shared, a panettone Freddie's mum sent. Sonya doesn't usually partake of sweets, but she indulges him.

♥️ He can only chuckle as she picks out the raisins and bits of candied orange to nibble on while feeding him the leftover sponge with her fingers.

🦢 A few short days remain before she returns to school and with Sylvia away on a trip, Sunny is free to remain with her lover. They take full advantage of her break with loads of time in bed.

♥️ As the snow falls silently outside the window that first night together, Sonya snuggles deep into the soft covers, a sigh of contentment escaping her lips as Freddie places a gentle kiss to her forehead.

[beetlejuce]

tag 10 people you want to get to know better

Hi hi 👋 bit late, but thanks so much for the tag @theeleventhhour @icouldntfindquiet @christiloveit !

relationship status: totally married to Van McCann (hah I wish)... still happily single, not really interested in dating at the mo.

favourite colour: turquoise <3

favourite food: pizza, pasta, anything that’s Italian tbh. I’m such a picky eater too 😭

song stuck in your head: Fallout by Catfish and the Bottlemen, been practicing it on guitar!

last thing you googled: “When did Kmart close?” Listen, I had a strange dream last night where I had a romantic encounter with Van at a Kmart parking lot 🙈 I thought they didn’t exist anymore!

I also looked up lucid dreaming, 'cause I really want to make it happen again. Not the Kmart part, but the romance 👀

time: 17:58/5:58pm

dream trip: always wanted a cruise in the Mediterranean!

I can’t really answer the book ones ‘cause I haven’t read books in a long time! I haven't had the time nor the patience for books 😭 More fanfiction, though 👀

favourite to cook/bake: alfajores with my family, gotta pay homage to my Peruvian heritage!

favourite craft to do in your free time: I love painting anything, I’m no good at it but it’s so fun!

most niche dislike: Loud noises– but SPECIFICALLY from noisy household items. Just… ugh. Blenders, vacuum cleaners, and leaf blowers send me into sensory overload! :(

opinion on circus(es): I’ve never been to one, so idk. Clowns are weird though.

do you have a sense of direction: Usually, I know my way around a place even if it’s my first time there!

I'm not sure who hasn't been tagged yet, but @racedthroughsoundcheck @catfishandtheboobtrotters @pacifymebby @losingnights @catb-fics @hankmoonbeam @youcanfallasleepinmyjacket @youlovehermadly and anyone else who wants to do this! Only if you want to!

tag 10 people you want to get to know better

Thanks for the tag @obi-wanakenobi! 🥰

relationship status: Things are complicated with Van McCann 😂

favorite color: Purple 💜

favorite food: I love Asian, Italian, and Mexican food. I’ll eat anything as long as it tastes good!

song stuck in your head: We Are The Champions by Queen because my coworkers were singing it.

last thing you googled: We Are The Champions to see who it was by. 🙈

time: 6:57 pm

dream trip: Anywhere in Europe that I haven’t been before.

last book you read: The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett. Currently reading A Hat Full Of Sky now. I’m almost done!

last book you enjoyed reading: The Wee Free Men. I just love it.

last book you hated reading: I’m sorry @hankmoonbeam but I read a bit of Writing Fiction and couldn’t get into it. There’s something about the way she writes that makes me think of college textbooks. 🙈

bonus!

favorite to cook/bake: I don’t cook as much as I should and I’m not a baker at all. I’m really good at soups though!

favorite craft to do in your free time: Is photography a craft? If not, maybe drawing but I don’t draw that much. It’s more like doodling.

most niche dislike: What does this mean? I guess rude people.

opinion on circus(es): I’ve never been to one but I’d like to go someday.

do you have a sense of direction: Sometimes 😂

Only do it if you want! @missjoyrose @hankmoonbeam @youlovehermadly @faaallout @catfishandtheboobtrotters @vanmccannsfridge @callmebymym @theeleventhhour @somethinglikethatyeah83 @daisycatgraph @followtheheartibelievein @bea7 @aestheticindreamlands @losingnights @steppedoffaflight @cle0r @lu62 and anyone else who wants to join!

[zablife]

Something Good

A/N: Credit for the idea goes to the lovely @pacifymebby who tagged me in a game asking about something good that happened to me today. I hope you take joy in all the little pleasures life has to offer bc you deserve each and every one. If anyone ends up reading this, fill my inbox with what's good in your life today. I want to hear from you! Love and light ✨

I didn’t think about today very much until you asked about my favorite part. “Tell me something good,” you asked. It took a long while to answer, longer than it should have as I could remember nothing that marred it. However, little pleasures seem hard to come by now. I snatch them when I can, but I don’t look for them in the ordinary as I used to. I’m too tired to remember each day as it comes, especially when they insist on linking hands in a chain. I can’t bear when the autumn is night to endless night, one dark day to the next without sunshine.

Then I recall the colors, vivid enough to rouse me from my indifference. “Can I tell you about yesterday?” I ask. You’re so agreeable, you bend the rules for my melancholy or whatever this is that makes me forgetful. I begin to wonder if the important things must stick because yesterday the sky faded from aquamarine to lavender in broad brush strokes across the sky. I stopped in the street to look up at it when it took me by surprise. Suddenly I was thinking of the sea and melting ice cream and a palette of paints I had when I was ten. And the most miraculous thing happened. I smiled as I imagined myself as a little girl with her paint set decorating the sky.

I’m not sure if that’s what you meant. Perhaps you wanted to have a deep conversation about the book I’m reading or hear the latest gossip about our friends. Before I realize, I’ve suddenly withdrawn into my tea, but I’m feeling the steam warm my face and it’s too pleasant to ignore. If I’m caught up in my own world, enjoying life a moment longer, it’s not such a bad thing. That might be all you wanted for me after all. 

[pacifymebby]

If my life was named like a harry potter book it would be Pacifymebby And Her Ever Failing Health

[tractorbeamofwoe]

4, 10, 15, and 20!

4- What is the last thing that a fic made you google when you were writing it?

Pretty sure I googled when newspapers were invented for something I had planned for Tyrants haha and the google search before that I’m pretty sure was universities in Wales for Kathleen 😅

10- What’s the best insult you’ve written in a fic?

Maybe not insults but I just like writing little skirmishes between Kate and Van in Kathleen lmaooo sometimes I just write them so good it genuinely makes my blood boil and there’s some of that in this next chapter I’ve been working on, though I don’t want to give too much away...

I also have a slight addiction to calling everyone bastards in Tyrants

15- What is your favourite title for a fic you’ve read? (whole fic or chapter)

I can’t think of any specifically off the top of my head but @pacifymebby has some really good ones in both Her Pacifier and Catb imagines for rainy days on wattpad

20- What is your favourite line from the source material (book, tv show, film, etc)?

Oh so like my fave catb quote? Pfft anything bondy’s ever said is probably the short answer lmao

[doomed-syko]

thank you so much for the tag love xx

nickname: char, lotte, lottie, charlie (there’s probably some i’m missing lol)

zodiac: i’m a capricorn sun with a libra rising and moon… do with that what you will

height: 1,60m soo 5’3 i guess

hogwarts house: slytherin

last thing i googled: paul wanner, he’s a german footballer who’s just turned 16 like????

followers: 341… that’s crazy wtf

how much i sleep: not enough but it’s around 6 hours every day i think

song stuck in my head: jackie down the line by fontaines dc — it’s so good i actually can’t wait for the album

lucky number: 17 — don’t know why tho

dream job: again not too sure, either something in the music business or an elementary school music teacher like i would love that 😩😩 OR in a record store

wearing: sweatpants in need of a wash and a very oversized old radiohead shirt from the 90s that used to belong to my dad

favourite song: idk but rn in my sleep by inhaler and play the greatest hits by wolf alice

favourite instrument: probably guitar — yeah defo guitar

aesthetic: idk a mix of grunge/skater and just whatever is comfortable… so baggy/mom jeans, oversized band shirts, converse and dr martens, leather and jean jackets… all that jazz i guess

favourite author: right now sally rooney i guess — even tho i just read normal people and non of her other books i really like her style

favourite animal noise: probably cats purring, makes me feel very warm and giddy inside

something random: saw my best friend for my birthday in person after months of not seeing her so that was nice

tagging: @1twontalwaysbelikethiss @carmccannt @reneissance-grxnge @pacifymebby xx

I was tagged by @fineosaur thanks love! 💕

nickname: Em

zodiac: Libra sun, Scorpio moon, I can’t remember what my rising is… think it’s Gemini (have no idea what this all means though!)

height: 5ft 4 or thereabouts

hogwarts house: probably hufflepuff

last thing i googled: hotels to book as I finally got resale tickets to see the Kooks yay!

followers: 408 crazy people

how much i sleep: not enough about 6 hours in the week but more at the weekend when I can sleep in

song stuck in my head: If you ever leave I’m coming with you by The Wombats as had the new album on repeat yesterday

lucky number: 20 - no idea why as it has no significance I just like the number!

dream job: I think I’ve said it before but Van McCann’s personal masseuse 😅

wearing: Still PJs cos I’m a lazy bitch and this huge snuggly wearable blanket thing my mum got me for Christmas - honestly it’s the best thing ever. It’s so cold and foggy out this morning so I’m hibernating.

favourite song: I have a bunch but Homesick and Sidewinder by catb have special places in my heart ❤️

favourite instrument: I don’t play anything myself but I guess acoustic guitar (I bought one last year intending to learn and it’s just gathering dust 😭)

aesthetic: errr I dunno… kind of a mess ha ha! I suppose kinda girly/feminine but with a bit of an edge.

favourite author: I’m a horror fan I do love Stephen King, but I don’t read much these days I need to make more time

favourite animal noise: my cat purring when he’s curled up in my lap - sometimes he makes these little chirrup type noises when he’s really content

something random: I’ve volunteered to make cookies with my bf’s niece and nephew this afternoon - wtf have I let myself in for? 😆

I’ll tag: @itsflowerpowerbaby @1twontalwaysbelikethiss @youlovehermadly @icouldntfindquiet @carmccannt @doomed-syko @christiloveit @racedthroughsoundcheck @bohf1 @catfish-and-the-bottlemen-05 Youse lot just popped into my head I could go on tagging forever but if you wanna do it just do it - I’m basically tagging everyone! ❤️