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devoted-book-nerd · 8 days ago

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Candy Hearts Letter

AO3: Rinadoll

Dear writer,

I’m so excited for this exchange! Thank you so much for writing for me. I love these three fandoms so much, and can’t wait to see what you create. Please don’t feel constrained by the fandom prompts--use whatever inspires you from this section of likes or any of my posts here–everything is organized by season and fandom on my tags page. I’d love any of it! .

Snow is my all time favorite thing, so I would love a winter story. Being snowed in/cabin fics tend to be my favorites, but blizzards, flurries, snow dandruff, it’s all wonderful. So are winter activities–ice skating, sledding, playing in the snow, warming each other up after being outside in the snow, cuddling by fires while snow falls outside, enjoying the hush of snow, etc etc etc. (I was in NYC once when the entire city shut down because of a blizzard and it’s still one of my all time favorite memories. Walking down the middle of a completely empty and desolate 6th Ave was an incredible thing. And the next morning, with Central Park functioning as a neighborhood park and everyone leaving love notes in the snow and cheering on sledding kids, etc. Beautiful.)

The other big thing I love is touch and caretaking–sensory descriptions of hugs, massage, snuggling, kissing, swats and spanks, hair brushing/washing, bathing, spa days, caretaking of all sorts, h/c with an emphasis on the c, etc, make me squee. It’s my favorite thing after snow, and I search these things out by tags when I need a happy boost. (I watch a lot of ASMR vids, ngl. So relaxing.) The day I found cuddle service fics was a red letter day, let me tell you. I am always open to cuddle service AUs.

Other likes: banter, flirting, romps, shenanigans, humor, affection, teamwork, friends falling in love, competency, fake dating turning real, There’s Only One Bed, mutual pining with happy resolution, established relationships, abandoned buildings reclaimed by nature, nature (rain, snow, forests, beaches, bodies of water), and happy endings. Sex and other intimate scenes are fine if they push forward plots or character development, but definitely aren’t necessary to include. I love Hallmark style (romance or murder mystery) plots or AUs, too.

All of the above would be welcomed as art, too! My requests are fic, but I am always delighted with treats! Anything drenched in the spirit and colors of winter and/or coziness is wonderful. I’m not great with knowing how to describe styles, but I’ve saved a variety of fan art favorites in a tag! https://devoted-book-nerd.tumblr.com/tagged/fan%20art

Please note: I am clearly obsessed with 911 right now! But I promise you that I love my old favorites just as dearly, and genuinely would love to receive something for any of these fandoms.

DNW: dub/noncon, non-canon character deaths, PWP, self-harm, humiliation/extreme embarrassment, gaslighting, character bashing, unhappy endings, homophobia, anything Covid related, and dark, dystopian, mobster, werewolf, omegaverse, or supernatural universe AUs.

9-1-1, Betsy-Tacy, Hawkeye TV, MCU, Schitt’s Creek, Ted Lasso

911: Buck/Tommy, Buck/Tommy & Eddie & Chris; Buck/Tommy & Maddie, Buck/Tommy & Eddie, Buck/Tommy/Eddie

“This show is my newest obsession, which is pretty clear from my A03 and tumblr. I started watching last spring and have already watched the whole series twice! I really love the relationships with Buck, Tommy and Eddie–I think they had the potential to be the new Michael and Bobby with the ridiculous shenanigans they could get up to. Eddie and Tommy cracking up over Buck’s theory made me laugh so much, and I could see any two of them ganging up on the third in that way. I love the friendships that Buck and Eddie and Tommy and Eddie have, and see so much potential for a happy future for Buck and Tommy. Or, hey, Buck and Tommy and Eddie! Bring on the triad relationship.

I’d love to see any of these groups getting sucked up into something ridiculous–like when everyone broke into groups to find the buried treasure, when Bobby and Michael re-enacted Rear Window, when Hen and Karen went “undercover” to get her ID back. Who instigated it, who pushed it forward, is anyone a rational voice anymore? And how could Chris end up involved? Is he an instigator? Did he and Buck discover something and get the others dragged in?

I also love seeing them all be so competent at their jobs, so maybe they’re at work or out together and get pressed into action. There aren’t enough teamwork disasters in fic lately!

I do love winter, so maybe a romantic cabin getaway for two (or three) sounds like a dream, but then comes the blizzard. What goes wrong and what goes very right?

My favorite things to read about are seasonal romances/activities and sensory descriptions of touch and caretaking. Go as iddy as you like! Bring on wintery dates, coziness, trips, accidents, disasters, plans gone awry, a Hallmark kind of plot (romance or murder mystery), I'll love it all."

It will surprise no one that I started watching when Buck met Tommy, and instantly fell for both of them. I love how much growth Buck has had, how he’s settled into himself at work and in his relationship, and how he’s still a bit of a golden retriever. He still looks for the good. He and Eddie remind me a lot of me and my best friend, and I love how he has a separate best friendship with Chris that’s outside of his friendship with Eddie or the relationship with the three of them. (I don’t see Buck as a co-parent, but a trusted adult and friend that he can rely on. Something closer to godfather or older brother/uncle.)

Tommy’s growth has blown basically everyone’s out of the water, though. It’s incredible what a backstory and arc they gave him way back in S2, when we saw him change through ten years at the 118, and how much he’s continued to work on himself since then. I love his bitchy, deadpan dry humor, and I love how that balance’s Buck’s personality. I also really love how he listens to Buck, and shares his own feelings with him right from the start. I have a lot of sympathy for him, his issues, and his self-sabotage.

Eddie is a sassy bitch and I love him to bits. His one liners and facial expressions delight me all the time, but I also have loved seeing him breakdown and start to build himself back up again. I hate that Chris is with his grandparents (I see them as harmful caregivers), but I’d love to see Eddie have a chance to be messy and put himself together much healthier than he’s been since he had to get married at age 19.

Maddie and Buck have such a special relationship, and I love how much she cares for him, and how he can trust her and that love. Her gentle prodding and confusion during S7 before and after Buck was realizing his bisexuality were hilarious and wonderful. It’s always broken my heart that we see in the Buck flashbacks when she was a young teen that she had already been conditioned by her parents to believe that sometimes people can only show their love by being mad. She was set up and harmed just as much as Buck, but I’m not sure she knows how much. I’d love to see them together, and how Tommy fits into their little family. Does she tell Tommy stories of baby Buck? Are their parents involved somehow?

I just love and adore each and every character on this show, basically! Include anyone you like.

Betsy-Tacy: Betsy Ray/Joe Willard, Emily Webster/Jed Wakefield, Gwen Fowler/Miss Sparrow, Tacy Kelly & Betsy Ray, Tacy Kelly/Betsy Ray

“I love this series, and I love winter in Deep Valley! There’s a quote from Betsy Was a Junior: “The holidays struck Deep Valley like a snowball, exploding with soft glitter in all directions. There were family dinners, visits to country relatives, parties for old and young."

I want to know all about these dinners, visits, and parties! Bundling up, sleigh rides, walks in frosty twilights, old fashioned ghost stories, ice skating, playing in the snow, being snowed in, sharing a bed for warmth (which maybe starts practical and ends romantic?), love. What do they get up to curled up in front of a winter fire, perhaps during a snowstorm? Give me anything winter trope related and I’ll be delighted.

In my latest rereads of Emily of Deep Valley, I have found myself drawn to two unmarried women: Miss Sparrow is the town librarian, Miss Fowler is the well-traveled high school English teacher, they are both part of Emily and Miss Fowler’s Browning Club. Ships have sailed on less. I am very intrigued by the possibilities for these two.

Do they agree to chaperone high school or library winter activities so they can spend time with each other, maybe on a date? Do they become “roommates”? How did they meet? What is life like for a “bachelor woman” in turn of the century MN?

I have had the joy of visiting Mankato (Deep Valley) in a gorgeous October twice now, and the vibrancy of the colors and rushing waterfalls is mesmerizing. So close, and yet still not the Mankato winter I dream of, ha. I’ve also stood behind the real Miss Sparrow’s desk in Betsy/Maud’s library, which was so much fun. I’ve been really loving following Betsy-Tacy-society.tumblr.com and seeing real life photos and all the book quotes. It’s made me love the books even more.

Because I really do love these characters. I love that the books show the varied ambitions of women of the time, and how the Misses Sparrow and Fowler are well respected with no men ever mentioned. I’d really like to learn more about them in Deep Valley. What do they get up to in their own time besides the Browning Club?

Both characters appear in various high school books, but most of Gwen’s characterization comes from Emily of Deep Valley, which is still in print and available as an ebook, so check out your local library.

Emily and Jed are also only in Emily of Deep Valley, and I love how this quiet girl becomes a passionate reformer, with a fiance who cheers her on. I'd love a happier future for Emily and Jed than real life!

And while I adore Betsy and Joe, there's just something special about Betsy and Tacy's connection, whether as friends or romantically. Let's play with it!

Hawkeye tv: Clint Barton/Kate Bishop, Clint Barton/Kate Bishop & Lucky, Clint Barton/Laura Barton/Kate Bishop

“I love Kate and Clint so much. I loved them in the comics first, and I was fully delighted with the Hawkeye show, including how they essentially traded personalities. I’m here for their dynamic and banter, cases together and time on the farm. Kate trying to seduce him and Clint is in favor but hiding his amusement at Kate's antics? Has Clint asked for help and is super annoyed by it? And I’d love to see how Clint and Laura could slot her into their lives and marriage.

Banter and tropes and love, oh my!

It took me a while to warm up to MCU Clint vs comics Clint, but Hawkeye TV really cemented it for me. With Clint romance fics, I prefer that either Laura is fine with his outside relationships, or Clint and Laura’s romantic relationship has ended and they co parent as friends. No cheating.

I really love how Clint is such a caregiver and Kate accepts it—I imagine few people are allowed to bandage her up. I’d love to see some great caretaking, especially Clint towards Kate. Bandaging each other up, stitches, concussion support, sickness, any hurt/comfort scenario that makes your heart sing. There’s just something about Clint that lets strong independent people allow him take care of them. Major dad energy.

(Speaking of, I like Clint’s kids, in small doses—include them as you like, just not as the center of the fic.)

MCU: Clint Barton/Kate Bishop, James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton

“I love how Bucky and Clint are so over absolutely everything and everyone. I love their relationships with Kate and Sam, but I’d love to see these two grumpy cats working together and complaining and falling/being in love. Do they have to fake date for some reason? Stuck together in a cabin? Bucky ends up at the farm or Clint is stuck in NYC? How does Clint take care of Bucky and how grumpy does Bucky get while allowing it?

I love Kate and Clint so much. I loved them in the comics first, and I was fully delighted with the Hawkeye show, including how they essentially traded personalities. I’m here for their dynamic and banter, cases together and time on the farm. I especially love hurt/comfort for them, because I don’t think there are many people independent Kate will let bandage her up like Clint did.

I really love how Clint is such a caregiver and Kate accepts it—I imagine few people are allowed to bandage her up. I’d love to see some great caretaking, especially Clint towards Kate. Bandaging each other up, stitches, concussion support, sickness, any hurt/comfort scenario that makes your heart sing. With Lucky, if you like, because he’s a very good boy. Does Bucky submit to caretaking, too? (I didn’t mean that sexually, but I am also game for that!) There’s just something about Clint that lets strong independent people allow him take care of them. Major dad energy.

(Speaking of, I like Clint’s kids, in small doses—include them as you like, just not as the center of the fic.)

Schitt’s Creek: Patrick Brewer/David Rose

“This is definitely one of my happy place fandoms! I fell for Patrick’s dry sense of humor pretty fast and was sold on the pairing when he confidently told David he’d get those grants. I love his love of control, and his deep love for David combined with their banter and his tendency to troll him so affectionately. I love how David cares so deeply for so many and refuses to admit it because of his history, but won’t stop, and is always there to step up when Patrick is feeling like he lost his control.

What if David’s anxiety is heightened and Patrick takes him to one of Twyla’s partner yoga classes, or gets some poses from Twyla to try? A romantic cabin getaway for two sounds like a dream, but then comes the blizzard. What goes wrong and what goes very right? Honestly, just some fun ice skating on a pond/creek, snowballs, winter games, fires and hot chocolate, s'mores, kisses and cuddling, etc, would be fun.

I love the Apothecary, too--road trips to check out some great winter/Valentine vendors would be a delight. They host classes at the shop—maybe knitting, Valentine’s couples yoga with Twyla, more open mic nights, and what else? A season and its holidays through things sold in the store: vendors they meet, items they select, people who buy them, what David and Patrick buy for themselves. Bring on the hygge! And some mundane things Patrick throws in to annoy David. How do they compromise on decorating for Valentine’s Day, and what sort of things end up in the front of the store like the plungers?

I really love Patrick and David. Their dynamic is really fun—Patrick as service top and caretaker with sass, David needing all the praise and support, but they are good about switching as needed. (Loved Patrick telling David to think about what he’d done, in The Olive Branch.) Patrick is such a troll, and he gets so grumpy when emotions are involved. He’s better at hiding his issues than David is, but they’re still there. David can get pretty tunnel-visiony about himself as a defense mechanism, but I love how he steps up for Patrick whenever it’s needed. I wonder if he’ll get better about stepping up before those low moments as he settles into their future. And honestly, he really is correct a lot of the time, ha.

I love romance, but I also love all of the friendships in this show, and their deepness and importance. I love winter and Valentine’s day, so feel free to also lean heavily on my general likes!

Ted Lasso: Roy/Jamie, Roy/Jamie & Georgie

“I adore this show, and Roy is my favorite. I love the way he and Jamie grew, and grew together, and their whole relationship. Amsterdam! And Georgie was just such a lovely person (and Roy so hilariously couldn’t decide if he wanted her or wanted her to be his mum).

This is a new request for me, which means that I don’t have as many prompts here, but that does not mean I want this fandom any less! This is a great fandom to lean into the likes in my letter.

One of them plans a super wintery date, or mini break. They’re snowed in! They go up to visit with Georgie and Simon for a weekend. They go up to visit them and all four get snowed in. Massages after ice skating. One of them gets sick, and the other takes care of them (maybe with Georgie helping, in person or via phone support). Phoebe insists they help her work on class Valentines and they get roped into helping in her classroom. Sexy Valentines Day goes awry.

Again, this is a very new fandom, so while I am very enthusiastic, I’m still trying to figure out what to say. My letters grow each time I request a fandom, ha. Plus the last time I requested it, it was filled with Halloween themed prompts, lol.

I love Roy’s take charge, bossy leader nature, but how he let Jamie teach him how to ride a bike. I love his swearing and his gruffness and that he cried during his retirement press conference. I love that he’s trying to work on himself, and hasn’t quite figured out that he’s already a good person. I also love that Roy has a bit of a mommy kink (Jamie’s mom, Mary Poppins), so maybe he and Jamie play with that, ha. (That one is a without Georgie prompt, please!)

Jamie is also the absolute best, though! I love how he can really feel his emotions, like with his mum, and how he is actively working to be a team player and a person who can be counted on. But he can also totally be a twat, because he contains multitudes.

I like Keeley, so feel free to include her as a friend, and I also love every other character, so bring in any and everyone!

#candy hearts exchange #kinkley #bucktommy #schitt's creek #fic prompts #ted lasso #kate bishop hawkeye

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ammapreker · 5 years ago

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• • • content warnings for death, murder (stabbing), hazing, stalking, brief mention of an eating disorder (in the emily’s description)

[ cheer request ]

• • • inspired by dare me

b a c k s t o r y ,

• • • when the new cheer coach (the colette) arrives freshly accused of murder on the local podcast, this team of collegiate athletes finds that they all have something to prove — to themselves and to their new coach who seems intent on burning down the structure that they’ve known for years. the beth had been top girl since her admission onto the squad, power radiating from her the moment she’d stepped onto the mat. along with her trusted lieutenants, she ruled on high, targeting the weakest links and newcomers with hazing rituals long held dear. under her tyranny, all seemed well — until the colette knocked her off her pedestal and put her half-sister, the tacy, on top. • • • in the aftermath, the beth grew obsessive, insisting to the eight top members of the squad that they all take up housing in seven devils — where many of the girls have families in the town right beside hastings college — to better spy on their new tyrant, the supposed murderer. • • • four months later, the beth is found mysteriously killed. • • • after their last game of the season, the girls headed to the lake to celebrate, suppressing the growing tensions between them all. hours into the event and the beth gathered them round, her yells echoing and prying everyone from their spots to her side. she threatened them, telling them that she planned to leak it all — photos and videos of their hazing, the truth behind all the lies. loyalty is earned, she told them, and all you bitches are unworthy. some amongst them took this to mean that their devotion to the colette had led her to this decision; others, having stolen moments with the beth earlier in the night, knew better. • • • the rampage that follows leaves violence slipping through their fingertips. it’s addictive, almost a relief for the wrath and terror to unravel in the face of their friend, their tormentor, their queen. palms push against flesh as nails summon blood to the surface. the scarlet decimates whatever sense they’ve retained and releases the inner demons crawling inside of them. this moment becomes something they’re incapable of stopping. • • • there’s something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls. • • • a knife they’d been using to pop open bottles winds up in the emily’s hands and she shoves it into the beth. after a moment of stunned silence, the beth runs off into the woods. the addy and the riri follow and find her leaning against a tree trunk. noting the shallow breaths from the body, the addy tells the riri to go and clean up the scene and says she’ll do the same here. the riri obeys; the addy stays and watches the beth slowly die. afterwards, they call the colette — if anyone knows how to clean up a crime scene, it’s coach.

r e q u i r e m e n t s ,

as far as requirements go, all the girls should be enrolled in hastings college (in the town of elmwood right next door to seven devils) and be part of the cheerleading squad. the age ranges are fairly set in stone, just because i feel that they make the most sense with the hierarchy. face claims are completely open, though i would prefer that the faces portraying the addy and the riri be women of color. cheerleaders outside of this are also more than welcome, but they will have absolutely no knowledge of the events behind the beth’s death. if you have any additional questions, please feel free to reply or dm me @ megan#1831! all the roles are under the cut because this got too long Oops.

p l a y e r s ,

sophia carlisle & 26 & the colette & simay barlas & written by adele the new cheer coach who arrived at the beginning of the fall semester, just after she’d been accused of committing a murder on a popular local podcast. found all the girls except the beth mirroring her (and enjoyed it) and took a special interest in the addy. was called after the murder and helped the girls clean up the crime scene. julia riley & 22 & the beth & deceased the former top girl of the hastings cheer squad, the beth could bring her girls together as easily as she could tear them apart. she was in love with the addy and her antagonism with the coach stems from the colette taking away the parts of herself she valued most: her position and her lieutenant. her destructive behavior in the aftermath of losing control can be explained by one simple fact: she never suffers alone. perhaps she is now. first last & 21-22 & the addy & face claim & open the lieutenant, supposedly loyal to the beth but secretly wanted to be on top; the two had a codependent relationship that turned dark whenever the addy’s gaze fell elsewhere. obsessed with the colette, which ignited an argument between her and the beth earlier in the night. keeping the fact that the beth was still alive a secret, but suspects the riri might know. first last & 21-22 & the riri & face claim & reserved for che the third who knows infinitely more than she lets on. replaced the addy as the beth’s party friend whenever she and the beth were on the outs. became the addy’s lieutenant in the aftermath. superstitious, believes the beth’s ghost might be haunting them. amity bell & 21 & the emily & lily-rose depp & written by megan the fourth lieutenant. developed an eating disorder after the colette became coach after the beth’s vocal comments at practice. a “fixer” who was delirious when she pushed the knife into the beth’s stomach. spent the night muttering “i fixed it” under her breath. fractured in the aftermath. first last & 18-21 & the tacy & face claim & reserved for aria the beth’s half-sister who the colette put as top girl to dethrone the beth. hated her sister and made the whole team aware of it. lost her spot as top girl after an injury that the beth encouraged. first last & age & the mindy & face claim & reserved for katie codependent with the cori. one of the killer bases on the squad. the supposed voice of reason. spends her days rationalizing what happened to the rest of the squad so that no one wigs out and spills. spends her nights too terrified to sleep. first last & age & the cori & face claim & reserved for devon codependent with the mindy. one of the killer bases on the squad. the quieter of the two, and far more wrathful. speaks a little too loudly about how the beth “deserved what she got” for anyone’s comfort. first last & age & original (1) & face claim & open original (1) stalked the beth since orientation. joined the team to get closer to the beth and was always jealous of her relationship with the addy. the beth discovered the truth about her just before the beth announced that all their secrets would be revealed. put the knife in the emily’s hand. talia bloom & 19 & original (2) & kristine froseth & written by dani the beth and the addy used to torment original (2) relentlessly. original (2) orchestrated the worst of the hazing, including an incident where a swim in the lake in midwinter resulted in one of the girls getting hypothermia. her family money hushed it up, but the video on the beth’s phone would have started it all up again. started the violence against the beth.

#crownsrp #m: request #oc: amity bishop

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interretialia · 3 years ago

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Nova Iuncta Verba Latina / New Latin Compounds

tacipecunia -ae f. “hush money” [tacere “to hush” + pecunia “money”] [tace- + pecunia-] stems [taci- + pecunia-] e becomes Connecting Vowel i [tacipecunia-] new stem [tacipecunia] nominative singular

(Fons Imaginis.)

#New Latin Compounds #hush money #Word Formation #Latin Word Formation #latin #latin language #latin translation #lingua latina #latin meme #latin memes #meme #memes #Tatpurusha

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perspectivepodcast · 6 years ago

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[Transcript] Side B: Rain

It was raining when I thought I had understood. It was raining on that spring night, when I danced on the roof to ‘La valse à mille temps’ by Jacques Brel in my socks. It was raining on that night I was wearing make-up, when he gave me a lift on his bike, and he told me he’d never believe I’d take out an umbrella instead of just letting myself be soaked.

Maybe it’s because I was born in winter. Or because I am made of earth and sky. Maybe it’s because I have longed more than anything for the rain to teach me how to let go. But I believe I’ve known rain since before I could know anything.

Because that is what rain does: to exist, it lets go. Albeit in uncountable different ways. When I was living in the monster city, or in the silent royal city, it didn’t rain in the same way it did in the foggy jewel city. I used to say: ‘This is not my rain, falling now. My rain falls differently, this rain is not letting go of anything: my rain, to exist, lets go.’

Is rain woman or man? It’s been both and neither and at the same time. It’s been a flow and a drizzle; it can shut everything down in exhaustion, or break down, free, and release; it can fall like remembering, or fall like forgetting.

It has been a long standing belief of the people living in the valleys surrounding the Mediterranean Sea that you can recognize where the different kinds of rain come from, distinguishing those that just freed themselves of salt water from those that the Mediterranean sun has wrung from parched lands.

Rain rhymes with pain, and I believe that’s the main reason why it’s been featured substantially in song lyrics since song had lyrics. And yet, sometimes I am moved by what writers have come up with when they talk about rain. Axl Rose gets me every time when he sings that: ‘She's got eyes of the bluest skies, as if they thought of rain’. Did he know that Gustave Flaubert wrote of Madame Bovary: ‘Et elle était ravissante à voir, avec son regard où tremblait une larme, comme l'eau d'un orage dans un calice bleu.’ (‘And she was ravishing to look at, with those eyes in which a tear still trembled, like the water from a storm cupped in a blue flower.’)?

It was raining on that spring day when I was biking back home completely drenched, and a man biking in front of me was whistling ‘Under the Sea’ and I knew that nothing, not even the rain, could drown us if we didn’t let it. It was raining that time when I came out of the subway and stood confounded, dumbfounded in the middle of the street, wanting only to vanish into nothingness, until I was completely soaked, and an old man came near me and offered me to share un petit coin de parapluie, un petit coin de paradis. I cut my hair short that day, the rain had them dripping wet.

I don't know what it is about rain that makes it so easy for humanness to flow from human to human like a gift from somewhere not human at all, or maybe from somewhere more human than anything.

There’s a song by The Swell Season called ‘The Rain’. It goes: ‘I know, I'm not what I promised you I would become. I know, we're not what I promised you we'd be by now. Had enough, had enough. Feeling bought? Swallowed up? We got hours on you now. Still on top? Still crawling up? We got hours on you now.’ The song is structured as a crescendo and I love how it recreates the feeling of wanting to let go as much as rain does when it falls over us: the ‘I don’t care’ it drowns us with every time it floods our schedules, our moods. It just needs to let go of itself, it doesn’t care if somebody’s plans were ruined, if somebody’s make-up was smudged. But that’s what I love about rain: it gives us permission not to care for plans or smudged make-up any more than it does. It was raining all the times I didn’t care about nothing but being alive.

My favorite love song is ‘Sweet Thing’, by Van Morrison. Because it says exactly that: that you shouldn’t care for anything else but being alive. ‘And I will not remember that I even felt the pain. Just to dig it all and not to wonder, that's just fine. And I'll be satisfied not to read in between the lines. And I will walk and talk in gardens all wet with rain, and I will never, ever, ever, ever grow so old again.’

It was raining that time I made new friends under a porch as the Japanese band on the stage kept playing despite the fact they were completely soaked. It was raining that time I wanted to slip away like the raindrops on the car window. It was raining when time meant nothing. It was raining when time meant everything.

When I first read the poem ‘La pioggia nel pineto’ by Gabriele D’Annunzio, I wanted to tattoo it in full on my back.

Sometimes, you lose so many of your dreams that you forget how to dream new dreams. You feel overwhelmed by such an arrogant, deaf loneliness that nothing, not even the sun, or the rain, not even a memory or a word from heaven can give your life a meaning.

‘Taci. Su le soglie / del bosco non odo / parole che dici / umane; ma odo / parole più nuove / che parlano gocciole e foglie / lontane.’

Sometimes, the smell of rain can stun you more than that of a freshly bloomed lily. Sometimes, the rain waits for you to leave before weeping over the world. Sometimes, you wait for it to rain just so that you can have someone to weep with you. Sometimes, as Bryan Adams would say, the sun shines through the rain and for a moment the whole world could change, suddenly free is all you got to be.

‘Hush. On the edge / Of the woods I do not hear / Words which you call / Human; but I hear / Words which are newer / Spoken by droplets and leaves / Far away.’

Sometimes, it rains as if it wept, as if a hand touched all the chords of the piano. There’s something in this kind of rain that sounds as if it were saying: ‘Stop, it’s enough, all of you just stop now and let me come through, let me see through you. Just stop there and shut up, shut up and listen to me.’ There is such a sparkling, violent innocence in this kind of rain that my wrists tremble. It’s frightening, slamming itself down with such brutal solemnity. There is much to wash away, to rub away. When it rains like this there is nothing but guilt.

Sometimes, I believe there are things that can only be said when it rains. Sometimes, I believe that the best words you can ever speak are the ones that sound like rain. ‘Ascolta. Piove / dalle nuvole sparse. / Piove su le tamerici / salmastre ed arse, / piove su i pini / scagliosi ed irti, / piove su i mirti / divini, / su le ginestre fulgenti / di fiori accolti, / su i ginepri folti / di coccole aulenti’.

Sometimes, when it rains you need to open the windows and turn off the music to listen to the world listening. The birds’ tweets are muffled, people walking by talk softly as they try not to fall in the puddles, the cars slow down. There’s only the sound of rain, smearing everything into something more unreal, faintly. It’s a good rain when it rains like this. The kind of rain that drenches you from head to toe, falling in big drops almost caressing your skin as they drip down, feeding the earth and cleaning the air, putting everything into perspective. Teaching us that waiting can still be an occupation.

Sometimes, I wonder how free we’d be, how magical and luxuriant, how honest and unrestrained we’d be, if we let ourselves live like rain. Will we ever have the courage to live like that? To live and not care for anything else that isn’t living?

‘Listen. Rain falls / From the scattered clouds. / Rain falls on the tamarisks / Briny and parched. / Rain falls on the pine trees / Scaly and bristling, / Rain falls on the myrtles- / Divine, / On the broom-shrubs gleaming / With clustered flowers, / On the junipers thick / With fragrant berries’.

Sometimes, raindrops sparkle like tears, like pearls slipping out inadvertently. Sometimes, it rains with heartbreaking anger, with despair, with lust. Sometimes, it rains and you feel the world is going to end. Sometimes, it rains and you feel the world is going to begin.

I never believed in hiding from the rain. You can hide from the cold, from the wind. But when it rained, I just always felt I wanted to melt into it, become rain: forget, or remember.

Sometimes, it rains like kisses on your hands. Sometimes, only the rain knows how to find us.

‘[P]iove su i nostri vólti / silvani, / piove su le nostre mani / ignude, / su i nostri vestimenti / leggieri, / su i freschi pensieri / che l’anima schiude / novella, / su la favola bella / che ieri / t’illuse, che oggi m’illude’.

It was raining when Holly stepped out of the cab to go and find the cat. It was raining when Roy Batty compared his life to tears in the rain. It was raining when Elio’s dad gave him the best advice any human could give to another human: ‘We rip out so much of ourselves to be cured of things faster than we should, that we go bankrupt by the age of thirty, and have less to offer each time we start with someone new. But to make yourself feel nothing so as not to feel anything - what a waste!’

Aleksandr Blok once wrote: ‘It’s raining today, all the trees are happy.’

‘Rain falls on our faces- / Sylvan, / Rain falls on our hands- / Naked, / On our clothes- / Light, / On the fresh thoughts / That our soul discloses- / Renewed, / On the lovely fable / That yesterday / Beguiled you, that beguiles me today’.

It was raining when Miss Pettigrew said to Delysia that she was not an expert of love, but an expert in the lack of it. It was raining when Mulan cut her hair. It was raining when Totoro appeared at the bus stop.

I believe Shostakovich wrote the second movement of his Piano Concerto No. 2 in F major, Op. 102, thinking about what rain would sound like if it could speak.

There’s a poem by Michael Krüger entitled ‘Just before the Storm’. ‘Even rocks start moving / looking for a shore. […] All that is still visible remembers / all the invisible that always, for eternity / remains invisible, when the storm / erupts.’

It was raining that time I spent three days writing him the most impossible and beautiful letter I ever wrote. It was raining all the times I can’t remember. It was raining when it seemed I could die without struggle. It was raining when I splashed in the puddles. It was raining when it seemed that life, in the end, could be endured.

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howtothedraw · 8 years ago

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Cross Out the books you read

Harry Potter (series), by J.K. Rowling The Hunger Games (series), by Suzanne Collins To Kill a Mockingbird, by Harper Lee The Fault in Our Stars, by John Green The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien The Catcher in the Rye, by J.D. Salinger The Lord of the Rings (series), by J.R.R. Tolkien Fahrenheit 451, by Ray Bradbury Looking for Alaska, by John Green The Book Thief, by Markus Zusak The Giver (series), by Lois Lowry The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (series), by Douglas Adams The Outsiders, by S.E. Hinton Anne of Green Gables (series), by Lucy Maud Montgomery His Dark Materials (series), by Philip Pullman The Perks of Being a Wallflower, by Stephen Chbosky The Princess Bride, by William Goldman Lord of the Flies, by William Golding Divergent (series), by Veronica Roth Paper Towns, by John Green The Mortal Instruments (series), by Cassandra Clare An Abundance of Katherines, by John Green Flowers for Algernon, by Daniel Keyes Thirteen Reasons Why, by Jay Asher The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, by Mark addon Speak, by Laurie Halse Anderson Twilight (series), by Stephenie Meyer Uglies (series), by Scott Westerfeld The Infernal Devices (series), by Cassandra Clare Tuck Everlasting, by Natalie Babbitt The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian, by Sherman Alexie The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants (series), by Anne Brashares The Call of the Wild, by Jack London Will Grayson, Will Grayson, by John Green, David Levithan Go Ask Alice, by Anonymous Howl’s Moving Castle, by Diana Wynne Jones Stargirl, by Jerry Spinelli A Separate Peace, by John Knowles Vampire Academy (series), by Richelle Mead Abhorsen Trilogy / Old Kingdom Trilogy (series), by Garth Nix Dune, by Frank Herbert Discworld / Tiffany Aching (series), by Terry Pratchett My Sister’s Keeper, by Jodi Picoult The Dark is Rising (series), by Susan Cooper Graceling (series), Kristin Cashore Forever…, by Judy Blume Earthsea (series), by Ursula K. Le Guin Inheritance Cycle (series), by Christopher Paolini The Princess Diaries (series), by Meg Cabot The Song of the Lioness (series), by Tamora Pierce Treasure Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson Delirium (series), by Lauren Oliver Anna and the French Kiss, by Stephanie Perkins Hush, Hush Saga (series), by Becca Fitzpatrick 13 Little Blue Envelopes, by Maureen Johnson It’s Kind of a Funny Story, by Ned Vizzini The Gemma Doyle Trilogy (series), by Libba Bray Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children, by Ransom Riggs The House on Mango Street, by Sandra Cisneros Something Wicked This Way Comes, by Ray Bradbury The Chocolate War, by Robert Cormier Just Listen, by Sarah Dessen Ring of Endless Light, by Madeleine L'Engle The Truth About Forever, by Sarah Dessen The Bartimaeus Trilogy (series), by Jonathan Stroud Bloodlines (series), by Richelle Mead Fallen (series), by Lauren Kate House of Night (series), by P.C. Cast, Kristin Cast I Capture the Castle, by Dodie Smith Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlsit, by Rachel Cohn, David Levithan Before I Fall, by Lauren Oliver Unwind, by Neal Shusterman The Last Unicorn, by Peter S. Beagle The Maze Runner Trilogy (series), by James Dashner If I Stay, by Gayle Forman The Blue Sword, by Robin McKinley Crank (series), by Ellen Hopkins Matched (series), by Allie Condie Gallagher Girls (series), by Ally Carter The Goose Girl, by Shannon Hale Daughter of the Lioness / Tricksters (series), by Tamora Pierce I Am the Messenger, by Markus Zusak The Immortals (series), by Tamora Pierce The Enchanted Forest Chronicles (series), by Patricia C. rede Chaos Walking (series), by Patrick Ness Circle of Magic (series), by Tamora Pierce Daughter of Smoke & Bone, by Laini Taylor Feed, by M.T. Anderson Weetzie Bat (series), by Francesca Lia Block Along for the Ride, by Sarah Dessen Confessions of Georgia Nicolson (series), by Louise Rennison Leviathan (series), by Scott Westerfeld The House of the Scorpion, by Scott Westerfeld The Chronicles of Chrestomanci (series), by Diana Wynne Jones The Lullaby, by Sarah Dessen Gone (series), by Michael Grant The Shiver Trilogy (series), by Maggie Stiefvater The Hero and the Crown, by Robin McKinley Wintergirls, by Laurie Halse Anderson Betsy-Tacy Books (series), by Maud Hart Lovelace

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2kasmom · 8 years ago

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Cross Off The Books You've Read

This is my personal list of what I have read taken from:

list from npr’s best young adult books

inspiration from ronahld

(For the record NPR is NOT a good source of what is best.) Just sayin.

If you want a good source for book lists - May I recommend Epic Reads?

Can be found at @epicreads. FYI

Harry Potter (series), by J.K. Rowling The Hunger Games (series), by Suzanne Collins To Kill a Mockingbird, by Harper Lee The Fault in Our Stars, by John Green The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien The Catcher in the Rye, by J.D. Salinger The Lord of the Rings (series), by J.R.R. Tolkien Fahrenheit 451, by Ray Bradbury Looking for Alaska, by John Green The Book Thief, by Markus Zusak The Giver (series), by Lois Lowry The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (series), by Douglas Adams The Outsiders, by S.E. Hinton Anne of Green Gables (series), by Lucy Maud Montgomery His Dark Materials (series), by Philip Pullman The Perks of Being a Wallflower, by Stephen Chbosky The Princess Bride, by William Goldman Lord of the Flies, by William Golding Divergent (series), by Veronica Roth Paper Towns, by John Green The Mortal Instruments (series), by Cassandra Clare An Abundance of Katherines, by John Green Flowers for Algernon, by Daniel Keyes Thirteen Reasons Why, by Jay Asher The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, by Mark Haddon Speak, by Laurie Halse Anderson Twilight (series), by Stephenie Meyer Uglies (series), by Scott Westerfeld The Infernal Devices (series), by Cassandra Clare Tuck Everlasting, by Natalie Babbitt The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian, by Sherman Alexie The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants (series), by Anne Brashares The Call of the Wild, by Jack London Will Grayson, Will Grayson, by John Green, David Levithan Go Ask Alice, by Anonymous Howl’s Moving Castle, by Diana Wynne Jones Stargirl, by Jerry Spinelli A Separate Peace, by John Knowles Vampire Academy (series), by Richelle Mead Abhorsen Trilogy / Old Kingdom Trilogy (series), by Garth Nix Dune, by Frank Herbert Discworld / Tiffany Aching (series), by Terry Pratchett My Sister’s Keeper, by Jodi Picoult The Dark is Rising (series), by Susan Cooper Graceling (series), Kristin Cashore Forever…, by Judy Blume Earthsea (series), by Ursula K. Le Guin Inheritance Cycle (series), by Christopher Paolini The Princess Diaries (series), by Meg Cabot The Song of the Lioness (series), by Tamora Pierce Treasure Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson Delirium (series), by Lauren Oliver Anna and the French Kiss, by Stephanie Perkins Hush, Hush Saga (series), by Becca Fitzpatrick 13 Little Blue Envelopes, by Maureen Johnson It’s Kind of a Funny Story, by Ned Vizzini The Gemma Doyle Trilogy (series), by Libba Bray Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children, by Ransom Riggs The House on Mango Street, by Sandra Cisneros Something Wicked This Way Comes, by Ray Bradbury The Chocolate War, by Robert Cormier Just Listen, by Sarah Dessen Ring of Endless Light, by Madeleine L’Engle The Truth About Forever, by Sarah Dessen The Bartimaeus Trilogy (series), by Jonathan Stroud Bloodlines (series), by Richelle Mead Fallen (series), by Lauren Kate House of Night (series), by P.C. Cast, Kristin Cast I Capture the Castle, by Dodie Smith Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlsit, by Rachel Cohn, David Levithan Before I Fall, by Lauren Oliver Unwind, by Neal Shusterman The Last Unicorn, by Peter S. Beagle The Maze Runner Trilogy (series), by James Dashner If I Stay, by Gayle Forman The Blue Sword, by Robin McKinley Crank (series), by Ellen Hopkins Matched (series), by Allie Condie Gallagher Girls (series), by Ally Carter The Goose Girl, by Shannon Hale Daughter of the Lioness / Tricksters (series), by Tamora Pierce I Am the Messenger, by Markus Zusak The Immortals (series), by Tamora Pierce The Enchanted Forest Chronicles (series), by Patricia C. rede Chaos Walking (series), by Patrick Ness Circle of Magic (series), by Tamora Pierce Daughter of Smoke & Bone, by Laini Taylor Feed, by M.T. Anderson Weetzie Bat (series), by Francesca Lia Block Along for the Ride, by Sarah Dessen Confessions of Georgia Nicolson (series), by Louise Rennison Leviathan (series), by Scott Westerfeld The House of the Scorpion, by Scott Westerfeld The Chronicles of Chrestomanci (series), by Diana Wynne Jones The Lullaby, by Sarah Dessen Gone (series), by Michael Grant The Shiver Trilogy (series), by Maggie Stiefvater The Hero and the Crown, by Robin McKinley Wintergirls, by Laurie Halse Anderson Betsy-Tacy Books (series), by Maud Hart Lovelace

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triwizarded

Just wondering .... where are the rest of the really great books? (And no offense, but some of these are ich)

#whatIhaveread #crossoffthebooksyouveread #read #books #list #mylist

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