#cause book nerd

[iwanttoshareamorange]

A while ago I read a post about Bruce using weird punishments instead of corporal punishments for his kids so today I would like to submit my childhood punishment

Standing with your nose to the wall

This is especially effective on Dick because it is super boring and he can’t really move or see what’s going on but all the kids hate it

[shattered-daydream]

The worst trauma comes from those who you love

[morganbritton132]

Steve loves comic books. He’s obsessed with them and one of the worst days in all of his seven years of life is finding out that Hopper’s stupid sidekick also likes comic books.

“You broke your arm this summer,” Callahan points out, “But me liking comics is the worst thing that’s ever happened to you?”

“Yes.”

“Right now,” He continues. “Right now, we are waiting for Hopper to come back with a first aid kit because you wrecked your bike and your knee looks like minced meat, but the fact that I like Spider-Man is worse than that?”

“You like Spider-Man?” He despairs. “Ughhh, you ruin everything!”

[leohnoz]

Brooding

For my birthday i got the last remaining wings of fire graphic novels i needed, so a Winter as a treat :)

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In case anyone doubts my procurement:

1, 5, 6, 7, and 8 were all nabbed at diffrent times. 2, 3 and 4 are the ones i got for my birthday! (The 3 of em are hardcovers... but uh, collection is collecting)

[koobiie]

sequel to this post, this time with the rest of the titans!

[wenteltrap]

SpongeBob reading his little book

[webbytbh]

Bored and wanted to try and make fake screenshots using Huey and May

[meowsgirldrawing]

Astarion being a book girlie (Domestic Tav x Astarion Bg3)

Masterlist: Here

A03: Here

Word Count: 1,045

Warnings: None really, just slight cussing plus being a little suggestive but nothing explicit like always.

Notes: Tav here is gender-neutral as I always write them but they lean into being a tall tiefling for my own amusement. And plus- who doesn't love height differences, eh?

Tav has known for a great while that Astarion loves books. His eyes brightened up on the darkest day when handing him a new one with an unfamiliar title, he’d be glued to it the rest of the night. 

Same thing still applied even after they moved in with one another after the Elder Brain’s defeat. 

The cushions bended to the newcomer’s will, Astarion letting himself down on it with one knee before curling up into it’s pillowed back. Tav glanced up, a smile marking their face at the sight of their favorite vampire before pausing. 

“Lovely?” They asked lightly, their tone calm and sweet as always. 

Astarion sipped his wine, eyes focused on the page of his freshly opened book in his lap. “Yes, dearest?”

“When did you start reading that one?”

His eyes stop processing the resumed scene of Jacklyn realizing her ‘fluttering in her heart’ feelings for Elizabeth, in favor for matching Tav’s gaze instead. 

“This morning, darling.” He scoffs as if it’s obvious. 

Tav’s brows furrow. But he was just reading a rather large one last night, half way through they saw just before bed. And this one, snatched in his grasp, looks nearly done already. 

“You enjoy ‘A Peasant's Rose’ that much, hm?

“I would enjoy it more if you read with me, dear.” His gaze is telling, smirk joining. 

They laugh, putting down their previous book- barely started mind you- to go grab up the first installment of the 7th book he’s on. 

“Alright, give me a second, Star.”

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“FUCK-”

The sound had them shaken from focusing on dinner, the swear had them tossing off the gloves and bounding up the stairs as they grabbed their hidden rapier from the front door entrance. 

This place is meant to be a safe place for Astarion and them, a place for Astarion to grow and be his own person finally and for Tav to encourage that and enjoy it with him. Those types of thoughts and ones ready to rip apart whatever had their sweet elf yelling and cursing like no tomorrow, were spinning through their mind on a frenzy. 

Scratch followed behind them, barking and near growling at the sight of his owner freaking out for the first time in a while. 

“ASTARION!” They called, tone dripping with worry, and they slammed open the door to Astarion’s little library cave. 

They froze at the sight, Scratch panting and tilting his head once he joined them. 

Astarion glared hard at the book clutched in his hands. Fangs out in disgust and red eyes piercing. 

That washed away the moment he noticed he had visitors. 

Astarion blinked, “Oh…Uh, hi?”

Tav blinked back, “Are you ok?” Their eyes glancing from his to around the room, rapier still tight in their fist. 

“Of course I am, darling.” He squints. “Are you?”

Tav takes a breath, realizes what happened and just asks calmly, “You enjoying ‘Manhunting’?” They nudge their finger forward, towards the book in his lap. 

Astarion, taken with the question gladly, lets his eyes roll and groans, “Yes, but no. The author clearly never met a single monster hunter or vampire for that matter in their entire life apparently. I mean, seriously, vampires able to glow silver and gold? Please, darling!”

As much as Tav would love to listen to him rant longer about the realities of a vampire, as if they aren’t already living with one, Scratch has started barking for another reason. And the smell of burning peppers catches their nose. 

‘Shit.’

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“Darling, sweet dumpling, honey..” A voice whispers next to them,” I need you for a second.”

Their tail twitches, spreading from their leg and across the sheets into his thigh. It wraps around him, Astarion’s hand meeting it and petting the ridges on it’s side. His words press,

“Tav, I need your help.”

Tav stirs from their rare nap. Between being one of the only ‘Famed heroes’ in Baldurs Gate still helping in the reconstruction process, besides a reluctant Astarion that is, helping their remaining friends every which way and that, and even just adapting to usual domestic life again on top of everything, naps are certainly becoming their favorite breaks. 

And even more so when their favorite smooth talker slides into their lap, hands rubbing down their arms. 

In their sleepy stir, Tav hums a vague response and lays their hands in return on his hips. Their slight claws giving a gentle squeeze. 

“Can I use your body, my dear? Just for a minute?”

A minute?..Well, usually their times together don’t take forever but certainly not a minute. 

Their brows give a sleepy furrow, “..Mm..Wha?”

It’s then they notice the lighter weight sitting on them. A book. Flipped open with one hand holding it while Astarion’s other hand slides up and presses their wrist above their head. 

He glances behind him and makes his feet hook over their thighs. He still straddles a confused Tav. 

Said person blinks awake. “Astarion.”

“Hm?” He hums, glancing to the book and glaring while raising his other hand under their loose arm. An critical eye viewing it all, back and forth from the book to Tav’s splayed out form “...You enjoying ‘Spare Parts’?” Their eye flick from the book to their pinned arm. The other is making circles on his bicep.

“Yes…But-” He sighs, releasing them from the odd position and grabbing up his book. He sits more normally in their lap now, teeth gently gnawing at his lip. A puzzle he cannot figure out, a piece he cannot place. “Even with the countless lovers I had, I admit my imagination never could reach these levels of ‘wild’ sadly.”

Tav can't help their chuckle and raises up to rest on their arms. 

“Well thats why you have me at least.” They tease. 

His eyes flick up and he smirks. Hooded eyes but a softness that has their heart padding a bit faster. They’re surely doing the same back. 

He marks his page, slips it onto the bedside table and immediately hooks arms around their neck. Forehead meeting theirs, eyes locking and laughs mixing. 

“Oh yes..how I do love that particular mind of yours.” With that, he cups their face and draws them into a needy kiss. Smiles shared between them.

[insomnianoctem]

I’m willing to accept many plot holes but one I need filled is: why the hell does Louis have any amount of combat experience if he woke up AFTER Operation Queenslayer?

Like literally all of the main cast were military trained and fought in combat yet he’s known across the city as The Crimson Sword despite being a newer revenant and former university student.

Louis was a LARPer before he died and it’s the only explanation I’m willing to come up with.

[ananke-xiii]

[citrine-elephant]

drawing krauser's nose and i've entered a temporary state of insanity and euphoria at the sight of a sexy and powerful beast of a man with a nose that society deems "needing of change"

nah strong badasses have the sexiest sniffers. which is to say, all sniffers, really. but a honker chiseled by the gods, i'm a little biased about.

[firstroseofspring]

looking into reading the final reflection because it's cited as a big influence on the depiction of klingons in star trek from tng onward for looking past the warrior stereotype and fleshes them out really well and look at this.

[springbreak-ibelieveinyou]

sometimes i have to remind myself that i’m not the only nerd in my family we’re just nerdy in different ways

my mom majored in history and has a masters in library science

my dad used to play dnd, taught us catan, and showed us the star wars movies

my sister is reading the dictionary. i’m not kidding. also she likes math

and i nonstop rotate the cast of dropout in my head

[fabulaturbatory]

im really excited to have a commonplace book i have been going extra insane with my love for books lately with my book history class and i’ve wanted to have a good bullet journal for literally eight years but it’s always been a little restrictive and hard to meet the goals of and im just not good at it. but a commonplace book meets all the things that i want from a bullet journal, with the added bonus of being absolutely incredible and straight out of the renaissance. i was hoping originally that my commonplace book could be my final project for book history but alas we get to actually do an essay for that one (which i am eternally grateful for) so this is just a personal project. it’s gonna be epic.

[jamesrodayrodriguezpresents]

SAG-AFTRA is officially set to join the WGA in going on strike. No filming, premiere attendence or other promotion of any kind allowed.

I hope to see nothing but support for this decision.

[bookwyrminspiration]

lron flame is going to kill me it's going to kill me dead why are we here just to suffer what the fuck man i'm gonna kill im gonna kill im gonna kill