i have loved them ever since i read the books

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Well guys it’s been 20 years since the first ever Harry Potter book was published, by a queen known as J.K. Rowling. I bonded with, one of my now, very good friends over Harry Potter. I learned about fandoms and started this blog to share my love of them, Harry Potter probably being my main one. I wouldn’t be who I am today if it wasn’t for these books! I learned so many things from these books, such as kindness, acceptance, the difference having really good friends can make, and so much more! These books not only made me into who I am, but also got me into reading! Rowling had a difficult life and I don’t think she expected to influence so many lives with just 7 books. I honestly can’t thank this woman enough for creating this whole world, that we can just escape into when we can’t or don’t want to deal with our world, even if it’s only for a short while. So thank you J. K. Rowling for creating this amazing world for all of us to go to, when we need a little magic in our lives.❤️💛💙💚

erynn-lafae  asked:

I wanted to say how much Lark and Rosethorn and their little family meant to me growing up. I didn't seem families like that (like mine) in other books I read back then (they're still rare). Did you ever get push back for having queer or queer-coded characters in your books, since their YA? What made you want to include queer folk in your writing to start with? Hope this comes across well. I have loved your fictional characters and worlds for years, and can't wait for your upcoming books :)

Well, I included them because they’re in the world. I had friends who were partners and LGBTQ+ and I didn’t see why they shouldn’t be in books the way they were in real life. It took me a while to work up the courage to write characters unlike me, in that way, but it was a necessary thing. So I thought I’d try it. The little bit that I dared do at first was so popular and made so many people happy that I was ashamed I hadn’t done more sooner. 

I’m honored that they mean so much to you, and I hope I can keep writing characters you love.

Tasty

Characters: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 963

Warnings: implied smut, Dean’s lips, Dean’s moans, Dean (yes, they are all warnings)

Summary: Dean and that damn mouth of his. You just can’t get enough of it.

Author’s Note: Sorry I’ve been neglecting the requested fics you guys asked for. I just have a lot on my plate right now with writing. Tomorrow I have work and I will be writing all night long. If you want to be tagged, leave an ask or message and I’ll add you! Same goes for my Series Rewrite! If you want to request a fic, please send them in! I love writing what you guys want!

Feedback is always appreciated

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Originally posted by whoeveryoulovethemost

“I’ll bet you taste better than pie.” Dean said from the table besides yours. You groaned and rolled your eyes, setting the book you were reading, down.

“Dean, you just won’t give up, will you?” You asked, looking at him. He’s been hitting on you ever since you moved in with him and Sam. At first, you wanted to see how long you could hold out until he got bored and moved onto another girl but he never did.

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[Sweeter than Ice Cream -Remus Lupin x Reader]

“She’s fine. She has some ice cream. I wish I had ice cream.”
Word Count- 1725
Warnings- None
Please don’t plagiarize/ repost
Okay, I thought the prompt was kind of funny and kind of adorable so I just went for it. I’ve been posting so much the past few days that I didn’t see any reason to hesitate writing this.
Also, I’ve went up seven followers in two days and I know that to other people, that’s not a lot, but to me it really is so thank you to everyone that has followed me and I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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“Why did you recommend the saddest goddamn movie you could find?” Sirius choked, tears welling his silver eyes.
You were sitting on the sofa in the Gryffindor common room, buried beneath the fluffiest blankets you could find in your room. You had your legs thrown over your friend, Remus, and James was drowning under his quilt from his dorm on the love seat. Sirius and Peter sat on the floor with their backs leaning against the sofa, chocolate frogs peeking out of the edges of their chocolate coated lips.
“I didn’t remember it ever being this sad,” You wept as the credits for Terms of Endearment came on the television screen.
“Y/N, are you sure you’re okay?” Remus asked, concern in his eyes. Before you could reassure him, James cut you off.
“She’s fine. She has ice cream. I wish I had ice cream.” He grumbled and you rolled your eyes, wiping a few tears from your face. No matter how many times you wiped tears away, more just rolled down your face.
“You should have bloody brought some up from the kitchens with you then.” You shot back and he mouthed the words back to you, holding his hand up beside his face, mimicking the motion of a mouth. You sunk further back against the sofa, tiredness plaguing you.
“Maybe I didn’t want some then.”
“Since when was there a time when you didn’t want ice cream?”
“Since-Since- gahhhhh,” James threw his head back against the sofa and you chuckled as he continued to struggle to find a viable answer.
“I think we should go back to the dorm now, guys,” Sirius yawned and you looked at the clock, eyes wide. It was three o’clock in the morning. So maybe time did fly when you were having fun.
James, Sirius, and Peter gathered their blankets and left up the boys’ staircase, leaving their discarded chocolate frog packets and sweet packets strewn across the common room floor.
You settled back against the pillow and closed your eyes, deciding that you would rather stay in the common room than go back to your dorm. Lily was always a snorer anyway.
“You can’t stay down here all night,” You jumped, snapping over your eyes. You had forgotten that Remus was there entirely and you weren’t prepared for anyone commenting.
“I think I can, actually. I’m pretty comfy, I’ve finished my ice cream, and there aren’t any snoring roommates down here. I think it will work just fine,” You responded indignantly and he rolled his eyes.
“I’m not going to leave you down here on your own.”
“Why not? The only other people here this late at night will be the house elves, and they love me. I’ll be fine,” You reassured him but he still looked unconvinced.
“I’m staying here just to be sure,” He said and you knew there would be no changing his mind. You moved closer to the back of the sofa and he laid down beside you, wrapping an arm around your waist.
You blushed furiously due to the proximity. You would never tell him but you always had a soft spot for the gentle giant. But you also knew that he would never want to be with anyone due to his condition so you kept quiet about it, much to the other marauders discontent.
“Why won’t you just say something? He’s been in love with you since second year, it’s not like you would be facing rejection! He’s never going to say anything so it’s up to you to make the first move so just grow some balls and do it!” James exclaimed and you rolled your eyes, closing the book in your lap.
“Remus has not been in love with me since second year. I can read that boy like a book, I would have figured it out by now. And even if he was, do you not remember what he said about not wanting to be in a relationship ever in fear of putting them in danger? Even if I did say something and he felt the same way, he’d reject me because he’s that fucking selfless.” You retaliated and James slumped against the post of his bed, defeated.
They all knew that you were right. Remus was a stubborn one and he wasn’t likely to ever change how he felt about love and the whole prospect of being in it. Not even you could change his mind, and that hurt you more than you could let them, or anyone, know.
“Are you really that much of a chicken that you’re not going to take the chance that maybe, he may be thinking differently now? Come on, Y/N, you’ve always been one to dream,” Peter piped up and you froze, your eyes not moving further past the sentence in the book that you were reading.
He was right, annoyingly so.
“Just drop the subject already,” You snapped.
“But, Y/N-“
“I said drop it!”
“Hey, are you okay? You’re still crying,” Remus said, wiping away the tears that were still on your face, the callouses on his fingertips passing gently over your face.
“It’s nothing.”
It had become your go to phrase the past few weeks. Whenever someone asked if something was wrong or if you were upset, the words slipped out as if they were programmed into your brain for that very reason. You couldn’t let your friends know that your unrequited feelings bothered you so you buried them as deep as you could.
“We both know you’re lying.” That, you were not expecting. You stared at the brunette with wide eyes, confused as to how he had figured it out. You thought you were discrete.
“I-I’m not lying,” You whispered hiding your face behind your hands. He could always read your facial expressions better than an Enid Blyton novel so you decided to eliminate as many opportunities to find out the truth as you could.
“You’re been…different…these past few months. You’re not as bubbly and happy as you used to be. Bloody hell, you barely go pranking with Padfoot and Prongs anymore. And I seem to be the only person that is out of the loop. Whenever I ask the others, they always say to ‘Go ask Y/N’ and ‘It’s her secret to tell you, not ours.’ Since when did you tell them things and not me? It couldn’t be that bad!” Remus’ voice rose with every sentence and you trembled. He never rose his voice at you. Never.
“I-I-“
“I want the fucking truth this time, not the first lie that comes into your head!”
“It’s because I’m fucking in love with you, that’s why, you idiot!”
Silence. You could have heard a pin drop.
Remus stared at you, wide eyed, his mouth gaping. Your eyes welled with tears as you jumped off the sofa and started running towards the girls’ staircase, deciding that staying there would be better than the awkward silence and the apologetic rejection that you knew would come to pass.
“Y/N, wait-“
“You can reject me in the morning, I’m too tired for this now,” You choked, more tears streaming down your face. You thought that the most tears you would ever cry would have been at the movie you had watched earlier that night, Terms of Endearment.
You were wrong.
“Would you just listen! When did I say that I was going to reject you?” You froze on the second step, your heart beating loudly in your chest.
“You said that you wouldn’t ever want to be with anyone in case that they would find out and call you a monster, or in case you would hurt them,” You recited the words rhythmically, as if you had heard them a hundred times over, which, technically, you had. “Why would I think that I was any different?”
“Because you’re not just anyone,” You turned around to face him and he smiled softly, the dim light of the fire kissing the ends of his sandy brown hair. “You’re Y/N. You’re the fifth marauder. You’ve been my best friend since first year and hopefully for all the years to come. You cry at sad movies and yet you watch them anyway. You eat more ice cream than I eat chocolate and your record time for reading a book is tied with mine. You pull pranks and take the blame when you get caught because you know that James is trying to clean up his act and can’t have any more detentions to do so. You have to ask me to reach for the books on the second to top shelf in the library because last time you tried by yourself you fell of the chair and broke your arm. You stopped James and Sirius from bullying Snape even though you hate him just as much. You were the one who came up with the idea of becoming animagi and have the cutest little cat Animagus I think I’ve ever seen. You console the girls that Padfoot dumps and talk James up to Lily, even though you think he’s still too big for his boots. How in the world does any of that stuff make you just anyone?”
With every point he said he took a step closer to you until he was standing right in front of you, his face inches away. Your stomach was filled with a thousand butterflies and your heart was beating faster than a snitches wings.
“If I admire every single thing about you, what reason would I have to reject you? What reason would I have to reject you if I’m in love with you?” He placed one hand on your cheek and pressed his lips against your gently, pulling away after a few seconds to see if you were alright with it.
Your face was brighter than the Lumos charm, blush igniting both of your cheeks. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him again, grinning that finally, you would no longer have to hide.
“So, I guess I’m not going back to my dorm now?” You smirked and he shook his head, pecking you on the tip of your nose.
“You could try.”

Simself Tag

Thank you @shysimblr​ & @maladi777​ for the tag! xoxo! 

Rules: post a picture of your self sim and answer these questions, then tag some friends.

Favorite season - Well it really only has two seasons here; dry and rainy season. So I guess I’ll chose the season which isn’t unbearably hot and humid. 

Favorite books/author - Books, I’ll probably choose Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte. Also Miguel Street by V.S. Naipaul, probably the funniest book I’ve ever read, ever. Although I personally don’t like his statements about T&T Naipaul is one of my favourite authors, along with Jane Austin. 

Favorite song - I don’t have one favourite but I’ll use this opportunity to introduce everyone to the master musician, Sprangalang (especially since he sounds drunk in all of his songs) I chose parang since it’s our Christmas music. Cheers! 


Favorite food and drink
- Fries are always good and tea is the go to drink all day, everyday! 

Dogs or cats - I love them both so much! They’re both very cute in their different ways. 

Tagging: @oakglow, @treelinesandpoppyfields, @penelope-and-wonders, @quiddity-jones, @eslanes

Writing Prompts!

Hello Guys! So a while back I was thinking about coming up with some angsty, fluffy, and smutty writing prompts for everyone! And since I won’t be able to do any of these for now, I would be more than happy if you guys want to use them for inspiration or fics/drabbles! 💕 


Fluff:

1.      “I’m not much into books, but I’d love to hear you read for me.”

2.      “My bed has grown bigger, and colder ever since you left.”

3.      “I have been with countless of other women, but none of them have given me the warmth and satisfaction that you have.”

4.      “Your scent gives me life.”

5.      “Well, there certainly is one thing that’s more beautiful than these stars.”

6.      “Do you still remember our first time together?”

7.      “If there’s anything that would make you more beautiful than being naked, it’s that wedding dress.”

8.      “Yes, I may have a cold heart, but that does not mean that it doesn’t burn when you’re with me.”

9.      “You said you wanted us to see the world, but—I am afraid that I am already looking at mine.”

10.   “I am stronger with you.”

Angst:

11.   “Let me suffer all for you.”

12.   “I have been betrayed, stepped upon, and thrown around like a stray dog…and this is what you came to tell me?”

13.   “You can dream all you want, but to think that I could ever be with a monster like you is beyond fantasy.”

14.   “I am sorry that this has happened to you, but I cannot stay here, not anymore.”

15.   “What part of stay away from me can’t you comprehend?”

16.   “Look at you, walking this road all alone with no family nor friends to help you. I am deeply touched.”

17.   “You’re a dead man walking, nothing’s left in you but drying flesh and brittle bones.”

18.   “If it is my life you desire, then take it already.”

19.   “There was one thing she/he told me before she/he died, and it was that she/he wanted me to suffer. And I fear that it’s happening.”

20.   “So, you’re trying to tell me that…everything I have believed in, was nothing but a lie?”

 

Smut:

21.   “I’ll be back to finish you off. Stay here.”

22.   “Do you think that you could just wear that and get away with it?”

23.   “Let me put this belt to good use.”

24.   “You’re making me want to do things to you.”

25.   “This bed won’t handle what we are about to do…”

26.   “I just want to bend you over this desk.”

27.   “You never struck me as the dominant one, but please don’t stop.”

28.   “Let me feel your hands in my hair, as you scratch my back.”

29.   “Oh this? Guess it’s just another one of your bruises.”

30.   “If you can still walk after this, then I’m not done with you just yet.”

anonymous asked:

Hi! I just want to say I love your books and have been reading them for over a decade— since I was 8. I was wondering, do you have any thoughts on what Evvy’s future will be like?

Hmm… I think it’s going to be amazing. She becomes a dedicate, but she’ll also pursue her love of stone and her ability to work with them, including helping during times of avalanche, earthquake, and building collapse. She has no interest in finding a romantic partner of any kind. She may experiment, but it probably won’t go far. I don’t think people are ever as real to her as her stones are, though Briar and Rosethorn are an exception, obviously. 

YOSHIKO
Please give me some pointers on little demon fashion!
Asked by 秋花さん

Some points to note are— As expected, the most basic would be that a demon’s favorite color is black— And preferably, the more items the better♡ Because if you go with the simply-coordinated outfits that are the trend now, you’ll just end up all dressed in black♪ That’s why winter is the perfect season for little demon fashion♡ Tights and boots are definitely perfect!


YOU
What sort of loungewear do you wear at home?
Asked by 松海鳳さん

Sorry, this— Is it alright for me to say this? Somehow it’s a bit— I feel like Ruby-chan or Yocchan will get mad at me for this— but well since you asked I’ll just reveal the answer♪ Just as everyone imagined!! Sweatsuits and jerseys!♡♡ I still love wearing my middle school’s jersey even now~♪


HANAMARU
To the book-loving Hanamaru-chan, just how many books do you have in your room?
Asked by 紫鮫さん

Ah— what should I do, I never really counted them before— I don’t know zura… Hmm, maybe, I have 2 large bookshelves and 3 smaller paperback-size bookshelves so— around that much♡ Ever since childhood, I would always go to Numazu’s bookshop on my off days and buy entire paper-bags filled with books— I remember being filled with joy over it!


DIA
Since you like reading, do you talk about books with your fellow book-lover Hanamaru-chan?
Asked by ラプラスのbox小宮さん

Maru-chan and I actually have rather different taste in books— As one can tell, she prefers comparatively serious literary fiction, while I like books written by female authors. Things written from a female perspective. But— At the very least I talk about books with her more than I do with my little sister Ruby, so occasionally it feels almost as though Maru-chan is my real sister instead— Well if I say that, Ruby would certainly get mad♡


RIKO
When you paint, what sort of things do you mostly paint?
Asked by ともちさん

From the start— What I painted was mostly sceneries, and occasionally images of still life— But after coming to Uchiura, I’ve started painting portraits a bit. Compared to Tokyo where I’ve lived all my life, Uchiura is filled with overwhelmingly beautiful sceneries such as the sea, mountains, forests and Mt. Fuji— So even I find it strange that I’ve switched to painting portraits instead♡ Now— I want to paint everyone’s smiles.


CHIKA
I want to know the level of Chika’s talent in table-tennis♪
Asked by かっちゃん!さん

Needless to say, I’m at the level of the Olympic athlete Mizutani— or at least that’s what I would like to say, but that’s obviously a bit impossible— Tehehe♡ But I can smash quite well! Lately I’ve managed to beat Kanan-chan all the time!! Without trouble!! Plus when we were kids, I always lost to the older Kanan-chan. I’m definitely the champion of table-tennis in Uchiura♡


KANAN
Are there any stars or constellations you like?
Asked by 燃え上がれ、俺の小宇宙よ!さん

I like the winter constellations, because the sky is clear and you can see the stars quite well— And though it might be overly common, I like the Orion and Cassiopeia constellations♡ Back in elementary school— When I first found them during the early moths of the winter constellation, I was moved by how those two were easy to find— and came to like stars because of that. It tells us the position of the North Star even when out at sea, isn’t that role romantic?


MARI
Does Starbright have any other horses as friends?

Asked by 鈴生昴さん

Right now, it’s alone in its stable— so while it’s sad, it doesn’t have any other horses as friends, but it seems like it’s friends with the cats and penguins raised on the island. Hehe— Isn’t it amazing, for it to have penguins as friends— Living in a hotel is also interesting in that aspect. So Cute♪ I’m certain it’ll make friends with the sea lions and dolphins while living here too♡♡


RUBY
If you were to keep a pet, what would it be?
Asked by ハマチャさん

I’m absolutely terrified of dogs so— maybe a cat? Ah, but then if it got mad and lashed out with its claws with a snarl that would be scary too… What should I pick. Something smaller— I know, a rabbit might be great♡ It doesn’t bark or bite, and doesn’t scratch— I want to sleep together with a fluffy and kind rabbit♪ ♪♡☆

Source: Dengeki G’s Magazine January 2017 issue

anonymous asked:

"Don't tell me to read the foxhole court" ....explain this omg

everyone: read The Foxhole Court
me: I don’t like sports so I won’t read books about sports
everyone: read The Foxhole Court anyway even if you don’t like sports it’s so so so good omg you’ll absolutely love it it’s amazing
me: [reads The Foxhole Court]
me: 

everyone: OK BUT THE SECOND AND THIRD ONES IN THE SERIES ARE SOOO MUCH BETTER YOU HAVE TO READ THEM THEY’RE SO WORTH IT 
me: 

So I made a weekly planner I truly intend to use!! (It looks so empty but it’s the summer semester and I only have one class!)I just found out about the studyblr community and it is so, so inspiring. I am sharring it with you as my first ever contribution to the studyblr! Yay!

I made four versions on the variation of the tiny deers at the top (I love them, but maybe someone won’t want them there!) and the blanks for the daily objectives. My personal objectives are 1) work on school things 2) read a few pages of a book since I’m doing the “2015 Reading Challenge” 3) write a minimum of 100 words of anything and 4) spend less money!

With the deers

One blank version

Two blanks version

Without the deers

One blank version

Two blanks version

If you use it or make a variation of it please like or reblog so I know I helped someone! Thanks! :) Oh and I’m not a study blog, I’m a hockey blog: don’t follow or you’ll be invaded by handsome dorks.

EDIT: There is a Monthly Expenses Chart that matches this planner.

grey-skies-full-moon  asked:

Being homeschooled, I don't have a school story, but since we're talking about reading... I genuinely don't remember a time when I couldn't read. My mom likes to tell the story of one-year-old me, pointing at the screen and shouting "E!" as Sesame Street talked about the alphabet. Mom always said I taught myself to read because I couldn't stand the world keeping secrets from me. :P And I've been reading and writing ever since.

I love this! My step-dad told me that words would always be a part of my life and had been from an early age. And he was right!

GIVE US THE WORDS

Originally posted by evilbjork

(All asks without a story are tagged Caffeine Answers. I’m not currently accepting any more book stories! We’ll have to have another day of them :) For now I’ve closed my ask until I can get through all these awesome stories!)

aa--leksandra  asked:

Hey 😁 how about Gladiolus x Reader with some fluff. At first they don't like each other but their love for books and reading makes them fall in love in each other and Gladio confesses by giving the reader a sheet full of book titles, pages and numbers of words in them so the reader have to guess what does that code mean because he knows she loves riddles and please make it fluffy and cute and I love your writings 💖💖 thank you 😁😁

Page Numbers (Gladio x Reader)


Gladiolus Amicita.

You loathe that name.

You loathe the man that belongs to that name.

You wanted nothing to do with him.

He was always a pain in the ass whenever you would see him.

Oh boy, just his loud voice gave you migraines.

You sighed through your nose and walked into the bookstore, shrugging off your Crownsguard jacket and tied it around your waist as you easily navigated through the aisles of books.

The scent of old books and new ink roamed through the air along with brewing coffee grounds from the coffee shop mixing with that polished leather scent that was a bookstore.

You felt on going to the fantasy aisle this day, wanting to expand your horizon and knowledge for new authors.

Upon seeing a thick book bound in hard leather on the bottom shelf, you dove for it, wondering what it was.

Your backside collided with something hard…. Make that someone from the way they grunted.

“I’m so sorry!” you exclaimed as you spun back around with the book in hand. “Oh,” your face dropped to disappointment upon seeing the prince’s shield in front of yourself.

One of Gladio’s thick eyebrows twitched in annoyance, but he then spotted the book in your hand.

“Halvorstead,” he said calmly while keeping that slightly annoyed look on his rugged face.

“Excuse me?”

“You plan on reading a Halvorstead book?” he asked while pointing to the book.

“Oh, yeah I was. I never read his books before.”

“Well I recommend him, but not that book,” he said as he slid the book from your grip and slid it back into the spot it came from.

“Then which on?”

He turned his head slowly, his amber eyes searching until they landed on the book. He hauled it up and handed it to you.

It was another leather bound book, but a little thicker in page numbers.

“Where The Water Ends,” you mumbled as you read over the gold printed words.

“Yeah. I highly recommend it. It’s his first piece.”

You stayed silent for a minute and so did he until you opened your mouth.

“Thanks.”

“Yeah.”

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anonymous asked:

Can you talk more about the reasons you ship Jamie and Brienne and not Jamie and Cersei?

Yes!!! I love this ask!!!

So first of all you have to understand what’s shipping for me. Shipping for me is either wanting two characters to get together or, if they are already together, wanting to watch them grow, challenge each other, solving their problems with empathy and communication. I don’t like unhealthy ships or ships that don’t even have the potential to be healthy because i feel this is wasting my time, i love love (and i have very strong opinions about what love is and what love isn’t), I don’t love  seeing characters i like being into relationships that stunt them emotionally or mentally.

Under a read more because I have a lot of feelings and I might not be very coherent:

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Review of Wild by Hannah Moskowitz

Rating: ★★★★★ (5/5)

Short blurb: Zack is training for two things: being a parent to his twelve-year-old sister once his mother’s Alzheimer’s progresses too far, and running a dangerous race through the mountains of Tennessee. His girlfriend Jordan is sweet and sarcastic — but entirely virtual. They’ve never met in person, because Jordan, it turns out, is still waiting for the right time to tell him she’s Deaf. The revelation brings them closer together, but with the stress of a tumultuous relationship, a new language, a sick mother, and Zack’s uncertain future, there’s going to be a breaking point…and it might be out there in the Tennessee wild.

I love this book a whole lot. It’s beautiful and painful and realistic; no one in this book is perfect (except they’re all perfect because I love them, fight me).

I don’t think I’ve ever read a romance like Zack and Jordan’s — one where they’ve been mostly-together since before the book starts, but still have a long way to go. They have problems, they have fights, and Zack fucks up more than once. But the way they’re willing to fight for each other, even as they recognize that hearing/Deaf relationships rarely work out, makes you need to keep reading. (And you learn so much about ASL and Deaf culture from this book, I think you can tell how much Hannah Moskowitz was committed to getting Jordan’s character right.)

Before I started reading I didn’t think I would really enjoy the plot, to be honest. I thought I was reading it because there’s a Deaf bisexual Jewish love interest, and for a hard of hearing bi Jew like me that sounds… AMAZING. But I did end up loving everything about Wild, not just Jordan in particular. Zack’s goal of running this wild, ridiculous, dangerous race ended up being just as important to me as it was to him, and I think Moskowitz worked it into the book perfectly. The ending was just what it needed to be.

And the characters! This isn’t a book where the romance takes over everything, Zack and Jordan still have other friends and their relationships with them are important to the story. The conversations and issues Zack has with his friends feel realistic, sometimes fun and sometimes frustrating, but ultimately about not cutting the people who want to help you out of your life. Plus family is really important to the story, since a lot of the pressure on Zack comes from his mother’s Alzheimer’s progressing further and feeling responsible for his sister.

(A moment of admiration for his sister Gin, please: snarky, hilarious, twelve-year-old lesbian extraordinaire. How often do we get to see young kids who know they aren’t straight and aren’t told they’re too young to know that? Being LGBTQ+ isn’t “mature” or NSFW, it’s for kids like Gin too, and I love Hannah Moskowitz for showing that.)

Also, this book is funny. Gay humor (well, bi humor usually) at its best. Have I ranted enough? I think I have. Read Wild, please!

pretenderoftheeast  asked:

Hi! I'm asking as much of the Children of the Earth (the ASoIaF meta-tumblr community) this... what are/is *the* crucial, essential element(s), if you could be that precise, of ASoIaF that makes you think 'yup, this is a series worth pouring tons of time, words and blood into'? Even through any and all *really* frustrating elements (Dead Ladies Club, undeconstructed misogyny, uncomfortable orientalism, slaver bears and weaker writing points)?Thank you in advance and hope you have a good day!

Hi! Lots of cool people giving lots of great answers: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

I love good worldbuilding. I wanna touch “a little bit of creation that hasn’t had all the awe and the wonder ripped from it yet”. That’s my favorite kind of fantasy story, where the world itself has been crafted as carefully as the characters. I’m like GRRM, I wanna walk under new stars, over the hills and far away. For all that I complain about his worldbuilding (@grrm, i’m still waitin for the names of those western hills, the clock is ticking here), grrm is a good worldbuilder. He’s made very complex societies, to the point that real academics study and write papers about ASOIAF economics, and law, and geology, and sociology, and that’s exactly the type of stuff I love. I wanna visit distant worlds and see how they work. I wanna sit in their libraries and study their books and read all their history. Oh gosh, the number of fantasy libraries I’ve wanted to visit, ever since I was a little girl … and grrm makes it happen. I like worlds that have a history to them, to know that there’s so much beneath the surface, even if I’ll never get to see it … just the fact that it’s there makes Westeros a place worth visiting. 

And I love GRRM’s romanticism, how richly emotional the story is, how beautiful… “He dreamt an old dream, of three knights in white cloaks, and a tower long fallen…” GRRM makes you care. Maybe you don’t care about everybody – I certainly don’t – but you care about somebody while reading ASOIAF. He makes you care intensely, beyond reason, to the point where you’d willingly clobber somebody over the head with a frying pan because you care so much. The ones you care about become like your friends, or your own family. And you’ve suffered for these characters, whether it’s the Red Wedding or the Purple Wedding or whatever emotional trauma you’ve shared with your favs.

And I like how GRRM approaches morality, I love Tyrion, whose such a great example of a morally grey, compelling character. And most of all, GRRM’s a damn good storyteller. 

parkerscupcake  asked:

MEGS OKAY just imagine like one day you’re late to school and it’s not one of your days and peter (since he’s your boyfriend) he notices it’s “one of those days” where you feel like the world is against you and he knows on those days you just like to plug in your headphones and listen to music but since you were in a rush you forgot them (and peter is like against letting someone borrow his headphones) but since he notices how you are he lets you borrow them 1/2

and everuone noticed with wide eyes bc “peter parker NEVER shares his headphones” it’s like a big no-no in his book but since he loves you so much he breaks the rule for you and passes them to you during class and you just kinda tear up bc “peter you don’t have to do that I know you don’t like to share your headphones” but he’s like “no y/n please I love you, okay? I just want you to feel better.” and like wOw peter is such boyfriend goals that he breaks his own rule for you 2/2

amBAHR I’M FUCKING DECEASED, this was probably my favorite thing about peter that i’ve ever read in my entire existence 

midtown monday™✨

I stopped drinking alcohol

8 weeks ago, I stopped drinking. It was one of the easiest and best things I have ever done.  You know how much I loved my Vodka and Prosecco so let me explain. I wasn’t going to post about is but I do see the value in sharing it so here we go. Also, if I had read this post in 2015 I would have rolled my eyes and said “QUITTER”! Ha! I am fine with any and all reactions to this post.

Looking back, I was never a drinker. I drank very little in college. Maybe a wine cooler here and there. I certainly was never drunk.  Maybe tipsy at a cast party once? Godspell was intense yo! I was not a drinker much in my twenties. I would go out and have a few beers or White Russians but never was alcohol something I thought about or pursued.  I really didn’t become a drinker until 36/37years old.

Around 2012 I started drinking heavily and often. We had a house on Cape Cod.  I loved entertaining. I loved drinking.  I had been doing YouTube for a few years and working from home and pretty isolated and suddenly had lots of real life friends and the drinking was a big part of it. I had the time and money and lack of direction that made it easy to fall into.

By 2014, my marriage was ending and my career was boring so I was drinking a lot to numb, to ignore my feelings, to avoid communicating properly with my ex husband. I knew what I was doing. This is not like I woke up this year and realized this - hyper self-aware as always, even while drunk.

2015 the party continued. I was “celebrating” single life and my new independence.  I also was deep in YouTube funk so would much rather have a friend over and day drink vs. make another stupid video about a Kardashian. The online persona I had created taunted and tortured me.

This was the time alcohol really tricked my brain to think it was helping.  Oops! Sneaky alcohol! In my defense, I was on Cape Cod, I could have easily turned to Heroin! Jokes!

By the spring of 2016 I wanted to stop. Maybe? Not really. Or at least drink less. I did. For a week. Maybe two.  All through the rest of 2016, I was mindful of how much I was drinking. Trying to count drinks on my calendar. It was tedious. I hated it. I cried about it. Prayed about it. Journaled about it. Obsessed about it. Took online quizzes to see if I had a drinking problem. Pretty much everyone does if you take that quiz!! HA!!

I really gave so much power to alcohol. Posted on Facebook about it. And when 1 or 2 people expressed they were glad I had stopped drinking so much it totally annoyed me and made me want to drink more. Haha!!!!  Of course I wrote back “thank you for your concern” but I wanted to write back “Go fuck yourself.”  HaHa!!!

I was never a drink 1-3 drinks drinker so cutting back was not enjoyable. I didn’t want a glass of Prosecco. I wanted a bottle. Or three. I have always been a very fast drinker. Alcohol, soda, water, I am always chugging something.  We would go out to breakfast and the waitress would bring me 2 diet cokes right away knowing I would down them and want more.

And my tolerance for booze was nuts (especially for someone so tiny!……I’m being funny). I could drink so much and was certainly proud at YouTube events when others were hurting and looking at me like “How is Buck not hungover ”? Thanks for all the free drink tickets. Love you! Haha!

I started being very aware of people on Facebook who had stopped drinking and quietly took inventory how great their life had improved. Thank you. Many of you know who you are as I have reached out privately. I love Facebook!

By January of this year, life was going very well.  I launched my coaching business. I was making the money and having the success I had not experienced in 3 to 4 years. I was happy, fulfilled and had purpose, yet I was still drinking a lot.

I was behaving like 2015 me but living a very different life so it seemed silly 2017 me was still getting hammered. A drunk YouTuber seemed fine to me. A drunk Life Coach did not.

Alcohol no longer served me or suited me and yet I continued to drink lots.

I knew I was drinking more than I needed or wanted to but my lower brain had full control.

Quitting sounded boring. I loved Bloody Mary’s at the airport didn’t I?

I would watch Real Housewives and see Kim or Eden talk about being sober woman and I thought ewwww. LOL. That won’t be me. Mind you I think alcohol is the least of their problems. ROFLMAO!!!!!!

I was life coaching my clients and all the work I did with them certainly rubbed off on me.  I wanted to show up to each call as my best self and as a role model to them. That person is not a drunk.

I had a client tell me about a book he read called Stop Drinking Now, the Alan Carr EasyWay.  He said he had no desire to ever drink alcohol again.

Two days later I read the book and became a “ Happy non-drinker”!  I love that term. I have given up nothing. Nothing.

It has been effortless. I haven’t stopped smiling since. If you asked why I stopped I could tell you 20 reasons. I couldn’t think of one reason to continue to drink.

Not one.

I continue to go out. I love being the designated driver. I have people over. I make the, drinks. I go to happy hour. I am still the life of the party. Lord knows I never needed alcohol to make me less inhibited. I continue to take my shirt off for no reason and talk about sex with strangers. Haha!!!!

We drove a stranger home the other day who was puking in the parking lot. I was not annoyed. I was grateful i had no interest in alcohol and could be helpful to someone the way others had been helpful to me.  

My skin looks better.  I’m sleeping better.  My weight had gotten up to 170 (I like to weigh 150 to 155 - so yes there was some vanity here!) The quality of my relationships and interactions is better. My self-respect and confidence are at an all time high. Everything is so clear now. My focus, my creativity, my general mood, everything is heightened and joy filled.  

I will save I would guess 10k a year in all the drinks I used to buy. 10k!!!! At least. I am showing up for my life everyday. Drinking was my buffering and truly delayed me beginning my life’s great work.

So that’s my update.  I have zero regrets. I had a great run! I was mostly fun/totally affectionate drunk. Right? Haha! It suited me to drink for a few years. This was the perfect time to stop. It all lined up just right.

I miss nothing about drinking. Nothing. I’ll drink seltzer in a champagne flute to be festive. I liked the festive glass all along more than what was in it.

2017 me has grown and evolved so much. Being a “happy non-drinker” is the cherry on top! I love the semantics of that. It hits my brain in the right spot. I have quit nothing.

I also had given up diet soda so easily my brain had done lots of the work to prepare for this. The pre-frontal cortex is powerful once you get it working! Now I am rambling…..

I would love to write more about the book because it was magical. Truly one of the easiest things I have ever done in my life is stop drinking because of it. But I don’t want to be preachy about that stuff but pick it up if you are interested. It’s amazing. Feel free to private message me if you want to chat more in depth about it. Happy to answer any questions in the comments too.  I simply trained my brain to be a non -drinker just as easily as I trained it to be a drinker. Easy? Yes. I always tell my clients it is just as easy to think lovely thoughts about yourself as it is to think shitty thoughts about yourself. Okay that is enough.

This is a wonderful time in my life. I am so excited for what is next. I am so excited for you to meet this version of myself- totally authentic and totally not buffering. Thank you for reading. Love, MB

anonymous asked:

When did you begin to ship Jonerys? Have you shipped them since the beginning or only from this season on? P.s. I love you're blog and that you always stay calm even when some anons can be rude sometimes😚

I’ve actually shipped Jonerys ever since I read the books in 2010. I can’t pretend that I was perceptive enough to pick up on all the foreshadowing on my own back then. I read some of it online on forums and things like that. But even without knowing all of the parallels and foreshadowing, it struck me how similar Jon’s and Dany’s journeys were throughout the series and I just saw them as two people who were destined to meet at some point in the story. I probably didn’t feel that way until around the fourth book though if I’m honest and by the time I got to that one the show was airing so I think season 1 played a part in my shipping. The parallels are much easier to see in the show and they start even in season 1, in addition to the constant juxtaposition of Jon’s and Dany’s scenes. 

So it’s been 7 years. One-fourth of my life haha. I can’t really explain to you how crazy validating it is to see them on screen together after all this time. It’s almost unreal to me even after two episodes. I still keep waiting for something terrible to happen because we are so blessed I never expected it to be this good. I’m just overjoyed haha.

And thank you! I’m so glad you enjoy my blog.

CAN WE TALK ABOUT JAIA FROM SHADOWHUNTERS?! Can I just say that Maia and Jace have more chemistry then Jace and Clary ever did? I’m sorry. I’ve read the books before watching the show and I’ve come to consider it a completely different thing and don’t try and compare them to each other. I know about SimonxMaia and Maia vs Izzy and all of that. But. I love them together. I ship it so so hard. Also that scene at the end?! With Maia shoving him into the wall and kissing his abs and pinning his arms like. Yes. I’m POC and can I just say that it has been…maybe forever… since a black woman has been a love interest- a proper love interest- and portrayed as sexy and confident and badass. There was also those lines about the Holocaust and brutality and racism and how they’re spreading hate oh my god I was all for that shit. But other good things ab Shadowhunters- ace Raphael, confident determined Simon, Malec, Max who’s so adorable I can’t even, Alec and Clary’s BROTP I could do this forever- but anyway- JAIA. Bitch I’m all for frigging Jaia- but more importantly- Clace who?