#readerA

[erensbebe]

Normalize turning your favorite fanfictions into physical books, printing them out, and making them imto e-books on your devices ♡

Not for profit, of course, just for you.

[tofuingho]

I've been listening to some fanfiction using ReadEra and unfortunately, the robot voice doesn't know what to do with a line break, so it just reads them out like

tilda tilda tilda tilda tilda tilda tilda tilda

dash dash dash dash dash dash dash dash

[llaleerall]

Leyendo libros con ReadEra 😍😍📚

Leyendo libros con ReadEra

[ajcallenreese]

Lendo livros com ReadEra

https://readera.org

[robyn-weightman]

Do you read books that match the season you are in or are you an all seasons reader?

[chrissv4mp]

2K WORDS AND IM NOT EVEN PAST THE RIDE TO THE HOSPITAL YET

tears will be shed if u couldn't already tell

[scarletsabers-blog]

I read animal farm by George Orwell and it altered my fucking brain chemistry like dammmnnnn

Please suggest me some more books like this.

[whydoesthemirrorhateme]

Chapter 16 of Brenda's sister

Authors note: I had an energy drink earlier today, so that's why "cancakes" are now a thing. Also, sorry this next chapter took so long. I have been procrastinating a lot so sorry about that as well.

Food. Not just regular food either. Warm food that actually tastes good, I might add. Sonya told me I was eating a can of pancake. Which means it can't appropriately be called pancake anymore. I should call it cancake. It actually tastes kind of like actual pancakes, at least what I remember. All the cans were cooked over this little stove device that somehow fit into a backpack. It takes about an hour to get all the cans cooked for everyone. They can only cook two cans at a time.

We don't have maple syrup, so I put a bag of my fruit snacks in the can. The still-hot cancake melts the gummies pretty quickly. Now it tastes fruity, fluffy, and sweet, and surprisingly fluffy. I silently slid a pack onto Aris. He struggles to open it until he just tears the plastic with his teeth.

I have a few of the fruit snack packs left, and I don't plan to waste them. I haven't looked at Aris for too long. I don't need anyone other than him, Brenda, and me to know about anything. I don't have anything to hide, but it's also no one else's business.

I have a small ziploc baggie of wrappers and other trash. I still feel bad about leaving my trash in random places on the ground. The world is already horrible, it doesn't need any help.

We start walking immediately after everyone has eaten and has picked up. My hands are almost completely healed now. I unwrap the bandages as we walk, I ball my hands into fists and crack my knuckles. Aris looks over at me, apparently hearing the pop. I sent a small smile in his direction and slipped the bandages into my mini trash baggie. Our hands find each other. This time I rubbed my thumb over his knuckles instead of the other way around. My eyes turned to him but not my entire head. He's looking down at our interlocked hands. I notice how cold his hands are compared to mine. "Would you like my jacket? Or do I have some gloves in my backpack?"

"I don't like the way gloves feel on my fingers."

I momentarily let go of his hand to slip my backpack off and get my gloves out. After I put my backpack back on, I got my rusty knife out of my right pocket. I held tightly onto the gloves and, one by one, cut the fingers off. The gloves are black and are a stretchy material. I have short fingers, so the fabric bunches around the ends of my fingers, so I don't often wear them unless it's freezing or when I'm sleeping. I won't need them, I can always just put my hands under my legs or under my head. I pass him the now fingerless gloves, and he slips them into each hand.

"Thank you, but you didn't have to."

"Well I wanted to and you're freezing"

"What if your hands get cold?"

"I'll live." He slips his hand into mine, warmer now, but there's still some coolness to him. It's nice to have a full stomach for once, being able to more easily walk around without a stabbing hollow feeling in my stomach. I don't have to feel like I might pass out again or like my world is going hazy. More sleep would have been nice, but I can only wish for so much. I wonder if Aris is tired, thirsty, or still hungry.

Those cancakes weren't very big, so I might give him some of my snacks later.

Minho is big time flirting with Sonya again. In her personal space, hand around her waist, full on smirk, and giving her compliments. She's smiling, not a polite smile like she isn't enjoying it, a genuinely happy smile like she enjoys his flirting. Herriet looks like she might kill him. Her knuckles are a lighter shade than the rest of her hand from how hard she's gripping her gun and staring at him. I genuinely think that Herriet would kill him if he hurt her, especially physically. She looks to me like she knows a million places to hide a body around here

"Do you know when we're stopping for the night?" I whispered to Aris a few hours later.

"I could ask for you?"

"That's okay."

My hand slipped out of his, and I walked up to the boy Teresa was talking to a while ago. "Excuse me?"

"Yes ma'am?" I notice the Southern accent now. He's turned around and walking backwards, so his full attention is on me.

"Do you know when we should be stopping?"

"There are a few hours left before night time, so I say about two and a half hours left, ma'am"

"Alright, thank you" he nods and turns around to walk normally again. I slow my steps, so I'm close to Aris again, and then I match his pace and hold his hand. Brenda's glance catches my gaze and she winks dramatically. I hate when she does things like that, but I also smile.

Aris's hands are much warmer now, more calm to hold. His thumb is doing that thing it does. I have become very fond of it. If I was crying, I would hope for him to run his thumb over my knuckles and comfort me. I hope I never have to cry in front of him, he doesn't need to see me while I'm weak like that. I hardly ever cry anymore, only when someone I care for passes. I hope I never have to cry again, and I especially hope that Aris doesn't die. A lump forms in my throat that I thickly have to swallow down. My stomach feels tight at the thought of Aris dying. I think I'm falling in love with this boy .

[tofuingho]

I am upset that I spent money on ReadEra Premium and now I've found an app that's free and is actually slightly better.

The user interface is a nightmare and it took me 3 minutes to figure out how to change the font size, but the TTS doesn't skip as many words and it can also do speed reading.

[dignityofadog]

IM SO BORED GRAHHHHH

take a picture of my homescreen

[clancykisser]

I'm so unphased by fem x readers nowadays honestly I just change the pronouns in my head

[mafaldinablabla]

My e-reader is still frozen... I think I fucked it up... Pls don't leave me you're only two years old baby... And I love you so very much I'd be lost without you... Come back to meeee

[anqelbean]

Hmmm I really wanna start a reading journal, to keep track of what I'm reading and just. Not have it be as chaotic as I usually am with ADHD as fuel.

[sudaca-swag]

kindles have ADS that you have to PAY to delete why tf are u clowns not pirating and just reading everything off a cheap/same price tablet at this point??

[rjalker]

well, it can't pronounce the "hea" in hea/ler pronouns. It just spells it out as H E A

it's a homophone as "he" because it's the word "healer" split in half.