We hide the truth a lot of the time, for different reasons, either to protect others, or because we consider our problems to not be as important as everyone else’s. We keep people in the dark, we push them away because we don’t know how to ask for help. We’d rather say were “fine” instead of saying “I’m not as okay as I seem”. We hide things out of shame, or because we believe others might not pay any attention to us if we asked them to.

I’ll admit: I’ve tried to stay away from comic books for fear of being labelled a ‘fake geek girl’ or whatever it is guys call the girls who they feel threatened will take over the ‘geek’ world. I was also afraid of myself - I was scared that I might be reading comic books for the attention of boys, and to stay away from the ‘girly-girl’ persona (because girly-girls didn’t read comic books, right? wrong).

But then I was introduced to the Hawkeye series and fell in love, then followed Captain Marvel, Ms. Marvel, Civil War, Sex Criminals, and countless others (now including the marvellous The Wicked + The Divine) and I realised that allowing guys to push girls out of the comic book world and other ‘geeky’ activities would be a win for the oppressive gender-normativity we’re constantly swimming in. Comic books are not only for boys. Now, I relish the looks I get when guys see me hanging out in the comic book section of the bookstore. They can glare and look as shocked as they’d like, but I’m going to keep reading comic books. I’d like to see them try to stop us girls from doing whatever we want.


the fourth set of commissioned unusual dragon hoards ! looks like the breakfast and comic book hoarders might be cousins huh ? ? 

(part 1) (part 2) (part 3)

Lifehack: if you go into the theaters with the mindset that books and movies are different forms of entertainment you’ll be a lot happier in life


Ok tumblr, I know the power of the internet so just hear me out right quick as I ask for a simple favor. See those cereal boxes up there? If you buy any Kellogg’s product with that Free Book logo on it there is a 16 digit code inside your box of cereal. Now, when you get three of those codes together you submit them online and they will send you a free Scholastic book. Now I’m sure you’re wondering why I’m bringing it up, so here goes.

I teach first grade at a school where the kids have little to nothing. Through generous donations (government, three square, various community partners, etc.) the kids get backpacks, clothes, shoes, free breakfast/lunch, and some school supplies. The school is not in the best part of town. I’ve had students who live with grandparents because their own parents are in jail, kids who have parents that don’t have custody over them for various reasons, and so on and so forth. Now I am trying to get my kids to read books, but they literally don’t have any books at home that they can use to practice their reading. Sure they get a library book from the school library but it’s not the same, you know? They don’t own the book, it’s not theirs. 

Here’s where you come in. If you happen to buy one of these specially marked boxes and don’t plan on using the code please send me that code through my ask box. If 60 people on here send me a code I’ll be able to get 20 books, which will easily allow me to get each of my students a brand new book of their own. I used the Fly Guy books above because my kids are currently obsessed with the character and the book has sight words that we’re working on in class. Even if you have no codes, I’d appreciate the signal boost as well.

So, if you happen to get a code please send it my way. I would appreciate it and so would my kids. Heck, if I get 60 codes, that would give me enough to give each of my students a book and I will gladly take a picture to show you how excited they are to get a book. If more codes keep coming, I’ll post up their thank you notes. They’re seven so expect something awesome. Thanks in advance.

"I think we had something." She said, "It wasn’t love, but it wasn’t nothing either.

"And perhaps it was just stolen glances in long corridors, and laughing a little too much at each other’s ridiculous jokes."

“Perhaps it was just feeling giddy at touching knees and pausing before breathing their name.

"And I know that it wasn’t love," she said, "but it could have been. I’m sure at another time, in another place, it could have been."

—  S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #101 - “Sometimes I’d look at him and sometimes he’d look at me. Neither of us would ever say anything, but anyone could tell that we wanted to.”

Since you’ll eventually become witches, you should be called magical girls.

Favorite The Infernal Devices quotes:

We live and breathe words. It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved by anyone again. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them. “

Credits for the silhouettes to Erin Morgenstern

another highly recommended life tip:

when a boy tells you that you “arent like other girls” or that you are “so unique because you like comics”

look offended

really offended

like narrow your eyes and look confused

and ask him how many girls he actually knows

and if he replies that he knows a lot just sit there looking really skeptical

Promise me this baby promise me this:

Promise me if we ever become like my parents you’ll let me go. If we can’t talk to each other without shouting; without going above 88 decibels, promise me you’ll let me go. Promise me if you start going on stupid dating websites and talking to women whose existence you deny; promise me if you feel the need to tell me they ‘mean nothing’ that you’ll let me go.

Baby look my parents were in love once too and now they’re together out of necessity not affection. This is what happens when a volcano meets the Atlantic Ocean; they might survive for a little while but it’s only a matter of time before they blow.

Please please just promise that if we can’t look each other in the eye anymore; if we end up sleeping in different beds in different rooms at the ends of long corridors; if we can’t laugh at the same jokes and pride becomes more important than forgiveness… Look just promise me that if you’re not happy and I’m not happy, you’ll let me go.

You’re in love with me now and God knows I love you too. But look, just promise if you ever start having doubts you’ll say so. Look, I’m begging you please let’s not torture each other like that; just promise me the same and I’ll promise to let you go.

—  S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #118

the magic begins |

favorite book - prisoner of azkaban

"Believe me," croaked Black. "Believe me, Harry. I never betrayed James and Lily. I would have died before I betrayed them."

And at long last, Harry believed him. Throat too tight to speak, he nodded.


I’m not the protagonist of a novel or anything.
I’m a college student who likes to read, like you could find anywhere…

And she never did figure out which was worse: trying to forget the way his voice sounded down the phone in the early hours of the morning, or the feeling of her existence slowly being erased from his memory until he could swear he had never known her at all.
—  S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #72