#thedeadromantics

[starrystevie]

Eddie, Robin, and Steve for number 2!

2. marry, cuddle, sleep with

marry: steve, obviously

cuddle: eddie, nothing better than a platonic cuddle with a fellow hot gay

sleep with: robin, again... obviously

3 characters: accepting!

[crescentgaia]

Coffee, book, and the promise of writing in the background. ☕️ #bookstagram #starbucks #amreading #amreadingromance #thedeadromantics #onlyonchapterfour #butiloveit https://www.instagram.com/p/CoXm_W4uCXd/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[wellreadwyvern]

🐉RATING: 🔥🔥🔥🔥/5 The Dead Romantics by Ashley Poston is a standard light romance with a paranormal twist. This story had many of the elements I love: a long-absent adult sibling returns home, a main character who can see and communicate with ghosts, a supportive romance with fun banter, and themes of forgiveness and belonging. Also, the town mayor, a golden retriever, is a very good boy. The Dead Romantics is a book about finding joy, even in grief. This is the third book I’ve read this summer where the plot centers on the loss of a father. My own dad died when I was in my early 20s, so these stories resonate personally for me. I understand the surreal nature of acting as host at a wake and cracking jokes with family once the visitors have gone. This book would be a good fit for fans of Emily Henry and Christina Lauren. I’ll definitely read Poston’s earlier Once Upon a Con series soon. #thedeadromantics #ashleyposton #gmabookclub #romancebooks #paranormalromance #bookrecommendations #bookreview #bookquotes #bookstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/Cg_6lXVL72m/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[velidewrites]

A Court of Thorns and Ross Locations

⤷ THE BAND OF EXILES' MANOR

For @thedeadromantics

[moononastring]

Drawing Up the Plans - Eris x Iris [Modern AU]

Prompt: Modern AU Eris x Iris "celebrate" Valentine's Day. Inspired by this post. I have no other excuses. Rated: SFW. Brought to you by: Taylor Swift's - I Think He Knows & Gorgeous Author's Note: Happy Heart Day! Here are my morons doing their thing in modern au format. I had fun writing this so I hope you enjoy reading it :)

Find everything Eris x Iris here.

tagging: @thedeadromantics | @climb-the-mountian | @vanserrass | @ladystarrynight | @imma-too-many-fandoms | @carnythian | @thewilderheart | @lifeisbeautiful | @mali22 | @this-is-rochelle | @bowdawn | @positivewitch

Iris watched him with a look of slight disdain on her face as her...whatever he was, sat across from her at their local ice cream shop. Eris was sitting with one leg crossed over the other, an ice cream cone in one hand and his eyes locked on his phone in the other.

Her eyes narrowed slightly as he nonchalantly bought the cone closer to his mouth and licked the creamy sweetness. 

She clenched her fingers around her spoon and scowled. 

It was just ice cream. He was only eating ice cream and yet — Iris clenched her thighs together and her scowl deepened when his traitorous tongue darted out again to take more.

It was obscene. Slightly erotic. But mostly it was obscene and she couldn’t take her eyes off him. 

Iris didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing it was doing something to her. They’d only been orbiting around each other for a few weeks, and she was barely tolerating their interactions. He was so obnoxious and yet despite her many attempts to avoid him, they kept running into each other. The two of them ended up in the same space too often for it to be anything but fate.

She blamed it on how small this town seemed to be. And the fact that he was a rich, attractive man with too much confidence. Iris had moved into town a few months ago and during her first week, stumbled into him at the local bar where he spilled his drink on her. He insisted it was an accident but that hadn’t stopped her from throwing her drink at his face in return.

Needless to say, they treaded very aggressively around each other.

“Is there something wrong, Iris?” he asked and Eris met her gaze with a slight smirk, finally putting his phone away. “You’re awfully quiet.”

“Everything about you is wrong.” she mumbled and her gaze dropped to her own cup of ice cream. Iris had opted for a cup rather than a cone; She didn’t exactly trust what would come out of his mouth if she licked an ice cream cone in front of him. 

She twirled the spoon in the sweetness as Eris chuckled then made the mistake of looking up to watch him as he once more, slowly, took another lick of his ice cream with a raised brow. 

“You seem to have quite a problem with me and yet, here you are.”

“You asked me to meet you here, asshole.” she snapped and the corner of his wicked mouth lifted.

“Wound up a little tight today, are we?” he asked and had the audacity to smile as his tongue slowly lapped more ice cream.

Her lips curled in disdain once more as he smirked his way through another lick and Iris closed her eyes with a deep sigh. “What the hell do you want, Eris?”

“Are you not enjoying our date?”

Iris’s eyes shot open and both brows went up. “Date?”

“Yes.”

“You think this is a date?” she asked flatly.

“You think this isn’t?”

“When the hell did you ask me out on a date?” she asked with an incredulous laugh. “When did you dream that I said yes?”

Eris had the nerve to chuckle once more. “I asked you out to share some ice cream. On Valentine’s Day. Here we are. Date.”

Iris squinted then her gaze flickered around the shop and it hit her how blind she’d been; it was decorated with red and pink hearts everywhere. She’d been so annoyed when she walked in to meet him that Iris hadn’t even noticed. How the hell had she missed that it was Valentine’s Day? 

True, she hadn’t really celebrated it in years. But it wasn’t her fault that most of the men she’d tried dating sucked. 

Besides, it was the day after Valentine’s Day that was worth celebrating. All her favorite chocolates were on sale. 

Finally rolling her eyes at his smirk, she said, “Every time I think you’ve reached your limit of audacity, you surprise me by outrageously exceeding it.”

He smiled once more then took a deliberately slow lick of his ice cream. “I like to keep you on your toes. I think you rather enjoy it.”

“I don’t enjoy anything about you.” she snapped, stabbing at what was left of her ice cream. “I don’t even like you.” 

He snorted. “Sure. You definitely want to fuck me though. I bet you’ll like me a lot more then.” he said smoothly. 

Iris’s brows shot up and she let out a huff of laughter in disbelief, her grip tightening around her spoon. “You are one cocky motherfucker. Especially when this is your idea of a Valentine’s Day date,” she huffed. “A date I definitely did not agree to.”

“Don’t worry, I absolutely want to fuck you too,” he said, raising his ice cream to toast her. “In fact, I insist.”

Iris willed her face not to flush, for her body not to betray her by reacting to his words. In the midst of all their unfortunate meets and bickering, had she thought about what it would be like to fuck him? Sure. Would she ever admit it? Definitely not.  

“You’re unbelievable,” she said with a shake of her head. “How has no one in this town choked the life out of you yet?”

“It’s because I’m pretty.” he said with a smirk. “And very, very rich.”

“And so humble.”

“Exactly,” he said with a wink then straightened. “In all seriousness, when are we going to make this official between us?”

Iris rolled her eyes. “What, exactly, is there to make official?”

“You and me, little gazelle,” Eris replied with a knowing look. “Let’s not pretend this dance is anything but foreplay. Say yes and I’ll show you exactly the kind of dates I take a woman on.”

“Ah yes, the recycled list of dates you’ve used on all the women you go through?” she said with a snort. “Pass.”

“The kind of dates I only plan for one type of woman,” he said and the corner of his mouth ticked up in a way that made her toes curl. “And I’ve only ever met one of you.”

Iris watched him in silence, taking a moment to think of an appropriate response. He really was unbelievable. Obnoxious. Uppity. An ass most of the time. But…she had to admit, there was something that drew them to each other. Like an invisible string dragging them down the same path. 

She’d resisted at every corner. And yet…gym? Eris had been there. Cafe? He had been there. The park while on her morning walks? He’d somehow been there. If it weren’t for the look of genuine surprise on his face every time, she’d think he’d been stalking her. 

But then they also ended up at the same social events. Town meetings. Fundraisers. Parties. They’d had a…moment at the last gathering that replayed in Iris’s mind for longer than she would’ve liked. She’d deny it to her last breath but Lucien and Elain had witnessed it and though Iris loved having them as friends, she knew they were way too excited about whatever this was between her and Eris to let it go.

Iris placed her spoon in her ice cream cup and then leaned back in her chair, watching him curiously. 

“Eris.”

“Yes?” 

“What do you want from me?”

He gave her a small smile she hadn’t seen on his face before, one that softened his features and it made her instantly look away. “I simply want us to spend time together.” 

“Why?”

Eris shrugged. “You feel it. You know why,” he said. “I want to see where it goes.”

Irid did feel it. As much as she would’ve liked to deny the chemistry between them, it was hard to pretend nothing was there when seeing him automatically made her pulse start racing. She hated it. But she also wanted to see where it’ll go.

She pursed her lips and waited a heartbeat before answering, “Fine. On two conditions.”

He took another obscene lick of his ice cream and waved a hand for her to continue. She tried not to squirm.

“One, physical contact will be limited to what I am comfortable with and sex is completely off the table.” Iris said firmly. “My body isn’t a prize you earn. We will simply see if we have a good time.”

“Agreed,” he said graciously. “My body, however, is absolutely available should you feel the need to explore it. I will humbly oblige.”

Iris rolled her eyes for what felt like the millionth time. “I’m not interested in going on dates with an egotistical ass who just wants to show off his money.” she said with a pointed look. “Don’t waste my time if you aren’t actually serious about this.”

“I am very serious.” he said and frowned. “You think I enjoy feeling this way about anyone?”

Iris felt her heart flutter at the look he gave her. If she wasn’t mistaken, his ears had gotten a little red. “And what way is that?”

Eris took a bite from his cone and squinted at her for a moment before answering. “When we’re on our date, I’ll tell you.”

She hummed her agreement and tried not to fidget in her seat at the movement of his mouth. “Either way. If you’re trying to impress me just so I don’t pour more drinks over your head, know that I don’t want flashy, I want real.” she said firmly. “You need to earn my trust.” 

Eris watched her silently for a heartbeat then the corner of his mouth ticked up. “Okay.”

“And we tell no one.”

“Embarrassed to be seen with me?”

“Of course.” she said with a snort and Eris had the nerve to laugh softly. “Besides, I like privacy. People in this town are always in each other’s business. I know way too much about people’s bedroom habits.”

“Nesta and Cassian?” he asked with a snicker.

“Yes. Holy shit, do they have stamina.” Iris muttered, causing Eris to grin.

“They aren’t the only ones with stamina like that.” he said, nearly purring and Iris shot him a murderous look.

“Don’t.”

He held up a hand in mock surrender. “And your second condition?” he said then took another lick of his ice cream.

And this time Iris had finally had enough. She leaned over and yanked his cone from his hands, dropping it into her bowl. “You aren’t allowed to eat ice cream in front of me ever again.” 

Eris blinked then burst out laughing. “Why?” he said incredulously. “I thought the choice of strawberry ice cream suited our date theme.”

“We’re not on a date,” she said flatly. “And the way you eat ice cream is obscene and you should be fined for public indecency.”

Iris watched him laugh again and hated how it made her pulse race faster. Eris lit up when he laughed. It made him more youthful, and at ease, versus the usual expression that made a person want to punch him in the face.

“Ah.” he finally said with a smirk that Iris didn’t trust one bit. “I see you caught on to my tactic.”

Iris narrowed her eyes, willing herself not to flush. “And what tactic is that?” she asked, already regretting the question as his expression.

“I wanted to make sure you knew that ice cream wasn’t the only thing I could eat obscenely,” Eris said, his voice dropping low and Iris felt her body heating. “I hope my display was to your liking.”

This motherfucker. Iris took a breath and closed her eyes, slowly counting to ten before opening her eyes again to find Eris still smirking obnoxiously at her from across the table. Had she been paying extra attention to the way he ate his stupid ice cream? Yes. Would she ever admit it? No. 

Jerking her chin towards her bowl of ruined dessert. “Do you want me to dump it on your head or do you want to do it yourself?”

“I’d rather you watched me eat it again.” 

“I’d rather you choked.”

Eris chuckled and the sound made goosebumps erupt on her flesh as he stood. She watched him wipe his hands with a napkin on the table and then adjust his dress shirt, his eyes never leaving her face. Tossing the napkin into her melting bowl of dessert, Eris placed a hand on the back of her chair, his other balanced on the table, and leaned in close. 

“I’d be more inclined to believe you if you weren’t devouring me with your eyes, sweetheart.” he whispered and Iris scowled with a flush. Eris paused for a breath as she turned her head to look at him and the two watched each other silently, the world suddenly silent around them.

She wondered if his heart was beating as wildly as hers. If he could see her pulse racing.

Almost as if in a trance, Eris couldn’t help but lean in to gently kiss her cheek, before meeting her gaze again. “I had fun on our date.” he murmured.

“Not a date.” she whispered but Eris only hummed.

“Agree to disagree,” he said with a slight smile. “I knew you’d be my Valentine the moment you poured that drink on me months ago.”

Her face heated. She would not think about what that meant. “I doubt you expected your Valentine to want to choke you out.”

“Oh, I absolutely would want my valentine to choke me out. You can choke me all you want on our next date.” Eris said and finally pulled back with a wink, sliding a small gift bag she hadn’t even noticed across the table to her. “This was bought prior to your conditions so our agreement still stands.”

Iris blinked and gazed up at him. “You…bought me a gift?”

“Of course. I’m not one to show up to a date empty-handed.” Eris said with a pointed look.

“It’s not a date.” she repeated but knew, this time, her refusal sounded weak enough that Eris chuckled.

“You look adorable when you’re in denial.” he cooed and couldn’t help his grin as Iris scowled up at him, running a finger down her cheek before stepping back. “I’ll pick you up at 6, Friday evening. Wear something that’ll rip my poor heart out, little valentine.” 

Iris sat in the silence that followed his smug exit, stunned at the turn of events and how fast her heart was beating. She wasn’t sure what exactly she had agreed to with Eris but felt dazed. Excited. Turned on. Slightly annoyed.

Most importantly, she needed to go shopping. 

Iris would not think about the kiss on her cheek. Or about his promises. She certainly would not think about his tongue and what that stupid mouth of his could do. 

She would only think about finding a dress that would give him the bluest of balls possible. 

Her eyes fell on the gift bag again and Iris slowly pulled it closer to peek in. A note sat atop the tissue paper, hiding whatever it was that he’d gotten her. Biting the inside of her cheek, Iris pulled out the note, trying not to think about her mixed emotions having Eris of all people getting her a Valentine’s Day gift. She opened it and read,

Happy Valentine’s Day, little gazelle. Use it and think of me. Know I could do it better.

But here’s my number so you can tell me all about how you like it. 

Iris flushed deeply and immediately eyed the bag again. “Oh god.” she whispered. Those words could mean anything but knowing Eris – knowing the way he thinks…He wouldn’t. Would he?

She could practically see his stupid face and stupid smirk in front of her and with a scowl, Iris reached for the bag again, slowly removing the gift tissue to peek beneath it at the gift. A small groan slipped from her mouth and she immediately covered it again. 

Of course, he would. 

Of course, Eris Vanserra would think a vibrator would be an appropriate gift for someone he had barely been on a date with. An expensive one at that. 

He was outrageous. Outrageous. She didn’t know whether to be flattered or freaked out that he was thinking about her pleasure. How many guys thought about a gift like this? How many guys were this fucken bold? 

Then again, every interaction with this man only proved him persistent. 

“I knew you’d be my Valentine the moment you poured that drink on me months ago.”

The words replayed in her mind and Iris pursed her lips, glancing down at the bag once more, amusement seeping through the disbelief. Eris hadn’t hesitated from the moment he met her and Iris had to admit, though his methods weren’t great — it, unfortunately, made him come off as very attractive. 

Groaning quietly to herself, Iris shoved the note back into the bag and then sighed, knowing whatever resistance she had been building against him would disappear as soon as she tested out this gift of his. The asshole knew exactly what he was doing. 

And Iris had to give credit where credit was due — she always did like a man with a plan.

[riality-check]

It’s very late for me but I’m finally doing the same thing everyone else did and making a sappy little new year’s post because a) why not and b) I realized I actually do have things to say!

Here goes nothing.

I fell face first into Moon Knight when it came out in March-May. It was my first big fixation in over a year, and I was so excited to be passionate about something again. It got me back into writing fic after months and months away from doing it, and it pushed me to write outside of my comfort zone and create what honestly might be my best work to date.

I wish I’d spent a little more time with it before Stranger Things, but. Oh, Stranger Things.

I remember watching volume 2, debating for a good three weeks if I should write for yet another fandom, saying “screw it, I should do what makes me happy,” and hitting post on Black Velvet. Then I wrote Backer, and then putting out Eddie’s first time before I went out for dinner on my birthday.

I snuck off to the bathroom to read those early comments, in absolute awe that people were liking something I was so nervous to post.

And then I joined the Fruity Four Server, made more friends than I ever thought I would make, kept writing fic, and really haven’t looked back since.

2022 was a weird year in a good way. In a lot of ways, it was a year that signaled finality in my personal life; I graduated and became an adult. 2022 felt like an endpoint. It was the goal. And I didn’t really know what to do with myself beyond it.

But 2022 also saw me at my dream school. It saw me making and solidifying friendships. It saw me writing a novel’s worth of words. It saw me pushing the boundaries of what I thought I could write and finding solace in other people’s heads. It saw me writing gift fics and participating in events. It saw me trying out a long fic again. It saw me making friends and collaborating and finding a badass, close community online for the first time.

I started writing fic two years ago because I was lonely. If Ria from then could see Ria now, I don’t think she’d believe all the comments and kudos or the overwhelming amount of people who bother to read what she writes.

So, thanks to everyone who sees this. No, really, everyone! Whether you’re a follower or a mutual or someone who doesn’t follow me back, or if this is your first time seeing my url, thank you! You’ve made my 2022 absolutely incredible, and I hope I’ve had a fraction of that impact on you.

Here’s to continuing to kick ass and take names in 2023 (and please don’t feel bad if you aren’t tagged, I’m gonna be repeatedly editing this as I remember more people!!)

@stevethehairington @thefreakandthehair @henderdads @starrystevie @hammity-hammer @punkharringtxn @hexmionegranger @reindeerrobin @thedeadromantics @rougenancy @toburnup @eddieunbanished @bonitabreezy @horsegirleddiemunson @withacapitalp @komiraidon @usaigi @nostalgicbones @maxinemaxmayfield @ruthofrhythm @kostaskostaskostas @legitcookie @beesreadbooks @kickassfu @infinite-orangepeel @annethecatdetective @twelvexclara @eriquin @steddielations @trashpocket @gothbat99 @kkpwnall @willowworkswithwords @letterfromvienna @thekingandthejester @singmeyoursimpsong @mira-jadeamethyst @babygirl-jonathanbyers @eddiehashands @stevesbipanic @flashyysins @courtjestermunson @aringofsalt @veestrikesback @andsometimesgoldcanstay @emchant3d @rejectofsociety

[stevethehairington]

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!! 🎉🍾🥂

the end of 2022!!! what a year!!!

this year has simultaneously felt like the longest year yet and also the god damn fastest year ever, and just like every year it's had its ups and it's downs.

one of the biggest ups of the year, of course, has been stranger things and the entire fandom it has brought along.

i did not have falling down the stranger things rabbit hole on my 2022 bingo card lmao but i am so beyond grateful that it did happen because it has been SUCH a rewarding experience. i have met SO many wonderful people and made SO many fantastic friends and have done SO many cool things that i wouldn't have been able to do without this fandom! it has also completely reinvigorated my love for writing fic — i've mentioned it before, but prior to this fandom i was in a sort of fic writing rut, i had characters to write for and stories to tell, but the inspiration and that special spark that comes with writing fic just did not stick around for very long with those. but then stranger things (and eddie munson, really, my beloved beloved boy) came along and lit the biggest, brightest fuse beneath me and it has been burning strong and bright with no signs of waning ever since!! and for that i am SO unbelievably grateful.

i am also SO ridiculously grateful and thankful for every single person that has shown me and my writing and the things i create any shred of support — you all have made this fandom so much fun and have been an absolute joy to headcanon with and write for and talk with and befriend. every single kudos, every comment, every reblog, every like, every follow, every interactions with every person i have had — THANK YOU, I LOVE YOU!!!

i have made so many friends in this fandom and i know i'll probably miss some here, but i want to give a special shout out to those who have made this year and this fandom experience especially bright:

@nostalgicbones @withacapitalp @rougenancy @riality-check @toburnup @hexmionegranger @reindeerrobin @thefreakandthehair @cherry-vamps @henrystars @maxinemaxmayfield @steveshairychest @stevesbipanic @stargyles @babyboyargyle @eddiehashands @ruthofrhythm @komiraidon @strawberryspence @pizzaqueen @eddieunbanished @annethecatdetective @bonitabreezy @horsegirleddiemunson @thedeadromantics @punkharringtxn @corrodedcoughin @henderdads @solosnail @gothbat99 @ahhrenata @inflomora-art @greenlikethesea

to every person who isn't a mutual but who shows up in my notes all the time: i see you and i love you and i appreciate you all so much!!!

to every artist, fic writer, gif maker, editor, video maker, and every other kind of creator in between: thank you for filling this fandom with such wonderful art!!!

i hope everyone has a very happy new year's eve, and i hope that 2023 brings nothing but happiness and love and joy and success for everyone!

i cant wait to see what this year has in store for us and where it will take us!! 💕🥰🫂

[divinerivals]

Url Change

Santababysteve > thedeadromantics (going back to my bookish roots no that doesn’t mean Steddie lost their grip on me. ) Also thanks Gigi for helping narrow it down. I love you! 

tagging some mutuals: @moononastring @nina-zcnik @eldestdaughterr @babygirl-jonathanbyers @witching-by-the-willow @cassianandfenrysaremyboyos @josephs-quinns @zoyaslai @smithmatts

[killianglyndon]

thanks for tagging me kat @queenage <3 i miss picrew so much, haven’t seen it on here for a while lol

here’s the link for the picrew!

no pressure tags: @nina-zcnik @vanillachip101 @mcbride @thedeadromantics and whoever wants to!

[prrcyjacksons]

tagged by @delilahsbard @dallaswinstons @hvrrycameron to share my last, current, and next reads! thanks guys<33

Tagging (no pressure) ; @witching-by-the-willow @thedeadromantics @ssardothien @nina-zcnik @sirendeepity @moononastring @smithmatts @positivewitch @lost-in-fictionn @figonas @adxmparriish @ literally anyone. If you see this, do it<3

[witching-by-the-willow]

name aesthetic game

Tagged by @eldestdaughterr and @moononastring (thank you, this was so much fun!) ❤️

rule: go to Pinterest, search “[your name] core aesthetic” and create a moodboard from the first nine images. no need to mention your name!

Oh absolutely love this 🛐🛐🛐

Tagging: @ghostiewriter @evolving-dreamer @thedeadromantics @adxmparriish @figonas @dustjacketmusings @ssardothien @nina-zcnik @chaotic-trav @starshinepdf @lost-in-fictionn @sirendeepity @positivewitch @ladybookstan and anyone else who wants to! 💖

[starrystevie]

taking a page out of everyone’s book to wish you all a happy new year now that it's officially 2023 for me!

listen, i’ve been on tumblr since 2010. i’ve been in so many different fandoms and have seen the highs and lows that come with them. but it’s been so long since i’ve been excited by a group of fans like i have been by the stranger things fandom. i started this whole new blog for it in july cause i was that invested in getting back into st tumblr.

like many of you, it gave me my love for writing back. i bounced around the rp world for a bit (which is a whole other hellbeast but we’re not getting into that) but nothing will top the way writing fic makes me feel. the way writing st fic makes me feel. it’s always been a hobby but writing with and for you guys has been such a joy. getting all of your feedback in kudos or comments or tags on silly headcanons, i read it all, i see it all, and i appreciate it more than y’all will ever know.

2022 giving me fic and fandom back was the best thing i could have ever imagined happening and i thank you guys for that! thank you for making my 2022 even more enjoyable than i ever could have expected.

so here’s to 2023! i hope it brings you all everything you could have ever wanted, that it opens doors and windows and gives you amazing things every single day.

and now, im gonna tag some of y’all who have made the last 6 months being back on tumblr the most incredible time! every single person that i’ve interacted with has been a fucking joy that reminds me of how fun being in fandom can be but an extra special thank you to you guys for being my biggest cheerleaders. happy new years, my loves 💕

@sam-ried @thefreakandthehair @toburnup @henrystars @rougenancy @isbuckybarnesokay @yournowheregirl @himboharringtxn @riality-check @punkharringtxn @kingofscoops @sanguineterrain @sharpbutsoft @bayouteche @fruityfourgalore @kkpwnall @thedeadromantics @pumpkinspicestevie @sidekickjoey @stargyles @hexmionegranger @stevebabey @henderdads @aringofsalt @fairysteve @hotluncheddie @legitcookie

(i'm sure i've forgotten some people but pls ignore that as i am very very tipsy rn and wanted to list my whole following page but i can't)

[noirshadow]

Saw this floating around. Thanks for the tag @adxmparriish!

and fresh template here:

tagging: @slightlyrebelliouswriter23 @thedeadromantics @duskandstarlight

[anunapologeticbookaholic]

🌼 The Dead Romantics by @heyashposton 🌼

A full review is up on my blog, link in my bio 😁

A murder of crows, a dog as a mayor, zoom-zoom juice, and a ghostwriter who can see and talk to ghosts. What's not to love?

This book ❤.

I can't even express in words how much I love this book. It's so good. And so cute. And very funny.

Florence Day is a ghostwriter for romance author Ann Nichols. And she believes love is dead. All because of her stupid and incredibly rude ex, Lee Marlow.

When she goes to see her new editor, Benji Andor, she asks for an extension. And he says no.

Then the unthinkable happens: her dad passes, leaving her no other choice but to fly home for the funeral. And on the doorstep of her family's funeral home later that night is none other than Ben Andor. Or rather, his ghost.

This book has humor, heartbreak, and so many indightful lessons on love and life. And it made me cry, which doesn't happen often.

You should read this book.

I also now have unrealistic expectations because I think Ben Andor stole my heart. Thanks, Ashley Poston 😂🥲

QOTD: Would you want to talk to ghosts?

AOTD: I think I would. That would be cool. Maybe. 😂

#romance #bookstagram #booksofinstagram #booksta #popularread #pleaseread #cutebook #easyread #funnyread #thedeadromantics #ashleyposton

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[moononastring]

name aesthetic game 🔔

tagged by @eldestdaughterr & @positivewitch ♥️✨

rule: go to Pinterest, search “[your name] core aesthetic” and create a moodboard from the first nine images. no need to mention your name!

this was so fun! funny enough, I do vibe with this aesthetic 😌

@thedeadromantics @nina-zcnik @climb-the-mountian @feysandfeels @@oversizedbats @witching-by-the-willow @ladyelain @velidewrites @vanserrass and anyone else who wants to!!!

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The Dead Romantics by Ashley Poston - Blog Tour Book Review!

Today on my blog I'm taking part in the @HQstories #BlogTour for #TheDeadRomantics by @ashposton. A quirky rom-com filled with lovable characters that I adored. #BookReview

Florence Day is the ghostwriter for one of the most prolific romance authors in the industry, and she has a problem—after a terrible breakup, she no longer believes in love. It’s as good as dead.When her new editor, a too-handsome mountain of a man, won’t give her an extension on her book deadline, Florence prepares to kiss her career goodbye. But then she gets a phone call she never wanted to…