#im annotating while reading too

[dallasoverdueessay]

new reading record: 40 massive pages in 2.75 hours

[neil-gaiman]

Id like to let you know that I recently lost my annotated and very well-loved copy of Fragile Things in the San Diego Airport.

Rather, I lent it to a goth kid who'd been sitting next to me and wanted to know if I had an Android charger. I did. She plugged her phone in, and a pinhole light on the screen blinked into life. We both looked at the otherwise dead screen for a moment, and I asked her where she was flying to. New York, she said.

Then she asked me what book I was reading - Fragile Things, I told her, by the same guy who wrote Coraline. What's it *about*, though, she asked again.

Im at best a mediocre writer, so I rather gave her the book than trying to explain things myself. I figure some folks get Hugos for writing stories, and I should let 'em do it.

She didnt seem to mind my scribbles in the margins, and it was fun, watching a painted face that looked so somber and serious just a few minutes ago smile. A Study in Emerald had its surprising share of humour. After a while, I stopped paying attention and scrolled absentmindedly through my phone.

Then I hear my flight called - San Diego to Philadelphia, the boarding now, group C, C as in Coconut. I grab my bag, my phone, my ticket, pat my pockets down for my passport, my overstuffed backpack, precariously balanced on my carryon luggage, my headphone wires tangled in the strap of my purse and jerked out of my ears. I trot hastily over to the gate check - a smile, a beep, and I'm shuffled down the gangway and into the plane. My things stowed, and myself cozy against the window.

This was when I went to reach for my book, and realised that it was missing - still nestled comfortably in the hands of a 15-odd goth.

I miss my book. It had many memories in it, beyond the stories told there. My grandfather was still alive when i first read Fragile Things, and he was the one who gave it to me. But I hope that the kid who has it now will also love the stories you wrote. I hope maybe she will remember me and our little story, that we now share. Maybe she will also keep other memories of her own in there.

It seems an oddly fitting way for me to part with this book. It was an old fragile thing, given to me by a fragile man, and left to a child with whom i had only a fragile, tenuous connection.

Or maybe I'm reading too much into things, i don't know.

At any rate, if you read all this rambling, thank you mister Gaiman.

I hope it was the book she needed.

[gay-dorito-dust]

:33 can you imagine Ford reading his book trying so hard to focus on the paragraph but like- He’s so distracted by Reader’s kisses and snuggles like like they’re acting like a cat and Ford just kalskskdjskdk

Ford was trying his hardest to get through the paragraph, he really was, but when you were sleepy ford found that you tended to become more affectionate. As was the case when he felt you snuggle up into his side as closely as you physically could while pressing tender kisses to his jaw and side of his neck.

‘Beloved.’ Ford said softly.

‘Yes my dearest?’ You purred, nuzzling your head into his chest, pressing a kiss there because you felt like it, that and you didn’t think you give Ford as much affection as he deserved…also the little hitches in his breathing were delicious.

‘I’m- im trying to read and you’re being quite-‘

‘Distracting?’ You asked and you could see the blush spreading across his face as his fingers toyed with the corners of the pages belonging to the book he was reading. For someone as smart and eloquent as him, you lived for the days where you got to see him be flustered and unsure of himself when it can to displaying affection, especially seeing as he had went without such for a good majority of his life.

‘I’m afraid so my dear, you know how easily affected I am by your preferred form of affection.’ Ford replied, feeling his mind falter and freeze upon feeling your lips once again kindly greet the skin of his jawline, little kisses scattered across it that it almost felt ticklish. He knew you were smiling and feeling proud of yourself because he could feel it pressed up against the pulse point of his neck.

‘I have no idea what you’re talking about my sweetheart,’ you spoke against his skin, closing your eyes as you felt his skin grow warmer under your lips as his pulse pulsed against them as though eagerly reciprocating your kisses with his quick it was going, ‘I thought a man like you could keep his composure.’ You added with a chuckle, knowing from firsthand experience that wasn’t the case at all.

‘I’m afraid that does not count when in the presence of a true beauty of a person such as you may love.’ Ford felt you stiffen as he smiled to himself, yes he could be poetic as they come, he had to read Jane Austen’s books for a class once in college and could recite anything from that book off by heart from how often he annotated the poor book front to back, and in incredible depth too.

‘Who knew you’d be a man of such flattering words Stanford.’ You teased as you were now practically half sat on his lap that Ford had to lay a hand against the small of your back to keep you pressed against. Ford chuckles as he hurries his face into your head, hiding his sweet smile, ‘only for you my dear, only for you.’ He chants softly and you couldn’t help but thank whom ever for bringing Ford to you, for he was the best thing to have ever happened in your life, and you would gladly dedicate yourself to showing him just how much you adore him; it was the least you could do for the man you loved to death.

‘You deserve to be caressed by words, not showered in them. kissed, not smothered. Praised with words whispered in your ears rather than out loud in public as though it was a spectacle. I want to love you in moments like these, soft, slow, forgettable to most but memorable to others who don’t live life in the fast lane and forget to cherish the quieter parts in life.’ You tell Ford sincerely as you positioned your head back to rest against his shoulder, while his hand absentmindedly stroked your side softly, slowly; his book long forgotten as you both decided to enjoy each others company without making a freaks spectacle out of it.

[diorsdahlia]

fratboy!luke kissing us as we study and we can’t focus because of him 😇 and he’s laughing and it’s fluffy and i love him

shakespeare would want us to kiss!

luke castellan x reader. word count : 747

a/n: im reading shakespeare rn so i WILL be annoying abt it. also im seriously not used to writing romance so im sorry if this buns💔 a girl is learning okay.

you sat on your dorm bed, typing away on your laptop as you set to finish the last of your analysis on 'romeo and juliet' by Shakespeare. this was a fairly easy task, so you wondered to yourself why did it take you ages to power through this assignment again? your eyes flickered onto the opposite side of your bed and you received your answer. a certain curly-haired boy laid sprawled out on your bed, keeping himself silent and entertained by twirling his fingers around the drawstrings of his hoodie.

oh right, him. thats why.

eventually, guilt started to creep up on you at his silence, considering you had gotten frustrated at him peppering kisses on you while you tried to work.

"you alright?" you asked, your fingers pausing the typing on your keyboard for a moment.

"yes." he answered shortly. he feigned sadness but you know him well enough to see the way his eyes crinkled and his lips pressed together, meaning he was holding back a grin.

"im starting to feel bad." you mumbled, biting on your bottom lip to hold back a chuckle at his antics.

after a beat of silence, he let out a hearty laugh and sat up abruptly, "knew you couldnt resist me," he teased as he moved your laptop onto your nightstand and kneeled over your lap. you shook your head in protest but he held onto your jaw gently, holding you in place as he continued to kiss your face. you grinned as he kissed your nose and booped it.

"youre a med student, dont you have actual work to do?" you chuckled, looking up at him with those eyes that made his knees buckle slightly.

"nuh uh. you think i got into med school at nineteen just cause im good-looking?" he teased.

you rolled your eyes playfully and he clicked his tongue. "i got in cause i never procastinate." he added cheekily after pulling away from a kiss on your lips. "this also counts as anatomy revision."

finally, you relented and gave in to his kisses. the analysis was due tomorrow anyways, you can do it later. as you kissed him back, one hand gripping his dark curls, he pulled away with a green-coloured flashcard of yours between his fingers.

he laughed at the pout on your face, knowing he managed to get you wrapped around his finger for now. he decided to abuse his temporary hold over you to be annoying, depriving you of the kisses you wanted and read out loud the flashcard.

"these violent delights have violent ends / and in their triumph die, like fire and powder, / which, as they kiss, consume. romeo and juliet act ii scene vi." he recited, ignoring your annotations beside quote altogether. then, he held up the flashcard to your face with a large grin plastered across his own face, before speaking smugly, "see, it's a sign."

you furrow your brows in concern, "..of what, exactly?"

"which, as they kiss, consume." he repeated, adding an emphasis to the word kiss. "shakespeare is giving a sign that we should kiss"

with his expression being as serious as ever, you couldn't help but laugh. "that is not what it means, luke! i literally wrote it here–" you cut yourself off with a giggle, shaking your head as he resumed to press kisses on your skin. "the friar is literally warning romeo that loving too much.. too violently won't end well" you mumbled as he moved to focus his affection on your forehead now.

he stopped dead in his tracks and you furrow your eyebrows again, he finally asked, "whats a frair?" you sigh and explain that a friar is a member of the catholic church. he cut off your sentence and shut you up with a long and slow kiss to your lips.

the both of you collapsed onto the mattress, legs tangled and mouths pressed together. because at the end of the day, luke castellan always got what he wanted with you more than happy to give in to his antics, and romeo and juliet were so in love they couldn't comprehend the forces that would drive them apart.

— excerpt from romeo and juliet, act ii scene iv.

ROMEO: Amen, amen. But come what sorrow can, It cannot countervail the exchange of joy. That one short minute gives me in her sight.

....

[JULIET rushes in and embraces ROMEO.]

FRIAR LAWRENCE: Here comes the lady. Oh, so light a foot Will ne’er wear out the everlasting flint. A lover may bestride the gossamers that idles in the wanton summer air, And yet not fall. So light is vanity.

[cayleeuhithinknott]

introduction to the double booked au !

matt had always been different from chris. it wasn’t just the books or the soft voice or the way he always triple checked the locks before bed—it was the gentleness in him, the way he craved comfort and quiet and consistency. chris, on the other hand, craved chaos. dirt under his nails, weed in his pocket, a reckless glint in his eye that said, try me. they’d always butted heads, but they were brothers. triplets, even. and after nick moved out to live with his boyfriend, it was just the two of them and that tiny apartment that always smelled like smoke and leftover takeout.

money was a problem. it always had been, but lately? it was bad. chris’s weed dealing helped, but it was risky, and matt hated it. he didn’t want to rely on something so unstable. so when a help wanted sign popped up in the window of the town’s dusty little bookstore, dog-eared and dusty, matt jumped on it. it was perfect. quiet, surrounded by books, and the owners loved him right away. but even with his hours, it wasn’t enough.

so, reluctantly, matt convinced chris to apply too. the owners were hesitant, obviously. everyone knew chris—loud, troublemaking, totally unreliable. but matt vouched for him, and that was the only reason they gave him a shot.

it was weird at first, chris behind the counter, pretending to care, wearing that ugly name tag like it meant something. he teased matt constantly for actually enjoying the job. called him a dork for recommending books to little kids and organizing the shelves by vibe.

but then you walked in.

your tote bag was covered in little pins. your eyes scanned the store like you were walking into church or something. and you were pretty. like, really pretty. and reading pretty, like you actually knew what you were doing, like you didn’t just buy books for aesthetic.

you asked for a few recommendations. matt’s heart flipped when you smiled at him. chris, standing next to him, leaned on the counter and watched you shamelessly, already smirking.

and that was that.

you started coming in more often. at first, it was for books, but then it was “just to browse.” eventually, it was clearly for them. the way you lingered. the way you always picked the specific register where both of them stood. the way your eyes flicked between the two of them like you couldn’t decide—or didn’t want to. maybe both.

matt thought it was a crush. chris thought it was a game. and somehow, without ever needing to say it out loud, they both knew this wasn’t something either of them wanted to fight about.

so for once, they didn’t.

instead, they shared. slow, confusing, kind of insane, but real. they both liked you. you liked them. and it worked.

matt left little notes in your books with annotations and scribbles. chris snuck you candy and let you sit on the counter while he stocked. they both found themselves looking forward to your visits more than they’d admit. until you started staying past closing, until their nights started ending with you tangled up between them on the couch, giggling while some old record played in the background.

now? now you’re theirs. and neither of them are letting go.

author’s note . . . OMGGG IM SO FREAKING EXCITED!! i love them sm already :((

© cayleeuhithinknott

[velarisdusk]

On Strategic Withdrawal

Day 5: Heirs / High Lords & Ladies @sjmxreaderweek summary: When the fire between you and Eris starts to dim under the weight of his responsibilities, your once-shared spaces become haunted by the memories of what they used to be. word count: 1.4k content: [ uhhh unhappy marriage/mating i guess? ] author's note: sorry abt this one y'all it is Not A Happy One..... also if Prythian has toilets, im giving them showers, fuck a bath

The study is quiet, save for the crackle of dying firelight and the soft shuffle of parchment beneath your fingers. Ink stains the side of your hand. A half-drunk glass of wine sits by your elbow, long since gone warm. The scent of it—dark fruit and spice—lingers in the air, almost sweet enough to mask the sharper smell of smoke and old paper.

You’re surrounded by his world: maps curled at the edges from too many readings, a stack of reports marked in his tidy, clipped hand, red seals broken and scattered like torn petals. And in the center of it all—an open book. On Strategic Withdrawal.

The irony lands sharp, too perfect to be mere coincidence. You don’t let yourself linger on it, not now. A bitter breath escapes you instead. A laugh might have followed, if there weren’t something caught behind your ribs.

Your thumb brushes the page. The margins are filled with his annotations—precise, pragmatic. This is how he makes sense of the world: in movements and margins, in advances measured in miles and the space between bodies.

This room used to be yours, too. Once. Long evenings curled together in the firelight, arguing over politics and battle plans, your fingers stained with ink while his trailed absentminded patterns on your knee. It used to hum with warmth, with presence.

Now it’s just maps. And books. And your quiet.

The silence has grown teeth. And you have stopped naming the things it eats.

The scent of him still lingers in this room, beneath the ash and vellum—cypress and smoke, the ghost of something warm. It clings to the spines of books he hasn’t touched in weeks. It curls in the folds of the armchair he used to favor. You breathe it in, and suddenly—

The firelight shifts. Warmer now, softer. Not the flicker of coals but the living glow of earlier hours.

He had come in late.

Your hair was half-twisted off your shoulder, the brush still in your hand as you turned to look at him. The bedroom was dim—curtains drawn, candlelight flickering low—and the air carried the hush of things not said. You remember the exact sound of his sigh, the way he leaned against the doorframe like the weight of the day had dragged him there.

“I’m sorry I missed dinner,” he murmured, voice rough with exhaustion. He crossed the room and pressed a kiss to your temple, the way he always used to.

You smiled. Or something close to it. “It’s fine.”

It wasn’t. But this was the new rhythm: the missed meals, the half-kept promises, the silence neither of you could seem to fill anymore. 

His father had been working him to the bone—demanding more hours, more reports, more readiness for a war that hadn’t yet come but was always on the horizon. Eris hadn’t said it outright, but you could see in the slump of his shoulders, the way his voice frayed by the end of the day. 

You didn’t fight about it. Not anymore.

You set the brush down.

“Do you still feel it?” you asked, your voice soft but not uncertain. The thing that once sang so loudly you couldn’t sleep. The thing that now lay quiet, distant.

He paused—then reached inward, tugged on the thread between you like drawing breath. “Yes. Of course.”

You looked at him, studied the tired lines of his face, the way his eyes didn’t quite meet yours.

“Then why does it feel so quiet?”

He didn’t have an answer. Or maybe he did, and didn’t want to give it voice.

A beat passed. Then another.

“I’ll shower,” he said.

You nodded, watching him move through the motions. Shedding a tailored jacket, unfastening his cuffs, setting aside his weapons. A ritual you used to share. Now he did it alone and in silence, and you stayed seated at your vanity, watching the hollow he’d left behind.

When the water began to run, you rose.

The bed was already turned down, sheets cool and waiting. You slid beneath them without thought, the motions familiar, rehearsed. This bed had been yours long before it became lonely. It had known your laughter, your arguments, your tangled limbs in the hush between midnight and morning. It had known the breathless silence of want, of need, of holding him like a secret and being held like one in return.

You’d pressed your cheek to this same pillow while he read beside you, while he dozed after long days, while his hands traced lazy paths across your bare skin. You had spoken vows into this mattress, gasped prayers into it. You had made a life in these sheets, one thread at a time.

Now, you folded your hands over your stomach and stared at the ceiling.

There were memories in every beam of it. Eris’s laughter as he hovered above you, golden in the firelight. His hand braced beside your head. The burn of him between your thighs. The way he used to kiss your shoulder afterward, every single time.

You turned your head and looked at the door.

The ache started low in your chest and crawled outward, curling through your ribs. Not grief. Not yet. But something with the same teeth.

The door opened.

He stepped out, towel around his waist, hair damp. You heard the soft rustle of cloth, the quiet motions of him dressing for bed. He finally crossed the room with a familiar tension between his shoulders. 

He slipped beneath the blankets beside you. Not quite facing you. Not quite not.

You waited. Then, softly, as if speaking around a bruise—

“Do you ever miss us?”

His body stilled. A breath, long and measured. “I do,” he said. “I do. I just… I need to get through this campaign. Once it’s done, I’ll—”

Try harder. Make more time. Come back to you.

He said the rest, but you weren’t listening anymore. You already knew.

You nodded in the dark.

He reached for your hand and kissed your knuckles. A quiet gesture. One he thought might be enough.

He didn’t see the way your mouth trembled. The way your throat worked around the sob you swallowed whole.

He drifted first. You knew he would.

You curled into him, like always. Let yourself be the small spoon. Let your tears slip into the space between your cheek and his arm.

When he stirred at the sound of your breath hitching, you lied. Said it was a dream, a memory, something silly—you can’t even remember which.

He murmured something low and soothing. Pulled you closer in his sleep.

You turned in his arms. Just enough to see him. Just enough to touch his face and memorize the shape of it, the quiet peace he wore when the world forgot to demand everything from him.

You didn’t say goodbye.

But you thought it, as your thumb traced the curve of his jaw.

You thought it hard enough to feel like the truth.

And then, at some point, the truth answered.

Dawn came gently, threading gold through the curtains. The room was quiet but for the rustle of blankets as he shifted beside you, chasing your warmth. One arm swept across the bed.

Cold sheets.

Eris blinked awake slowly, eyes still heavy with sleep. Sat up, rubbed a hand over his face. She’s just—already up. In the bath, on the terrace. Somewhere.

He moved through the motions in a fog. Showering, brushing his teeth, running a hand through his damp hair. Dressing for the day, rolling his shoulders, tugging on his tunic. Yawning through the last clinging threads of sleep. The world outside your room stirred to life—staff beginning their tasks, a low bell in the distance.

It wasn’t until he stepped into his study, reaching for the folder he’d left beside the hearth, that something shifted.

The morning light spilled in golden and soft, striking the desk just so.

There, where his papers should have been—

A book.

And atop it, her wedding ring—a tiger’s eye set in silver.

Simple. Steady. It caught the sunlight like a quiet flame.

He didn’t move for a long time. Just stood there, staring. Like if he looked long enough, it might rearrange itself into something else. Something he could undo.

But it didn’t.

And she didn’t.

On Strategic Withdrawal.

A title he’d once scoffed at for being too cautious.

He understood now. 

[bookish-phile]

release day!!

no, it's not release day but i forgot to post this here..

I'm officially a published teen author apparently (it feels the same guys. why haven't I grown wings and horns yet?);

anyway so my book released on the 3rd and it's available on Amazon!! (should be available on other platforms too like B&N but that may take a while)

oh and if you have Kindle Unlimited you can read it there for free! :))

just gonna put the link here: amazon

and some very random pictures and the TROPES (why are there so many omg?? that just looks very messy) ANDD the annotations I did on my proof copy! I've acc never annotated a book bc hey guess what im a coward 😮‍💨🫶🏼 but i did for mine cuz?? I can get more copies? SO yeah that was very fun.

and moodboards of my MCs which btw i can never stop making it's like my go-to when i don't wanna study.. and finally, CHARACTER ART yay

🏷️ gonna tag the same people as last time IM SO SORRY FOR ANNOYING YOU xoxo ily

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[andeptus]

I NEED MORE DN FIC RECOMENDATIONS PLEASE IM STARVING AND YOUR TASTE IS ELITE

God i love recommending fanfics !!! Here are a few of my favourites, under the cut... Apologies they're all Lawlight.

white chocolate roses by ruruka:

Light is a cardiologist and L is his terminally ill patient... Light being a cardiologist fits him so well as a parallel to who he is in. yk. canon.

incredibly beautiful story with an amazing writing style

it's also so funny at times, i'd catch myself giggling

it's my fav Lawlight fanfic. Ever.

Time Speaks by aSmallMoon333:

the plot is the work of a genius

the writing is amazing and overall it's a really beautiful and well thought out story

one of my favourite Lawlight fanfics too. i've drawn fanart of it + a few doodles here and there, i think it really inspires you...

Nights by youremyqueen:

I actually haven't finished reading this one but i've read other works from the author and they never disappoint me !!

i downloaded this one and have been annotating it, it's amazing

it's my friend's favourite Lawlight fanfic and i value her taste a lot so i know what i'm talking about !!

Fingertips by MasterAlgae:

i'm a sucker for whump sorry. Alway have been and will always be...

I followed it while it was still updating and my day was always better when i would receive that silly little email

i loved loved it. One of my favourite Lawlight fanfics...

Angst pain whump... but oh the fluff is good

it also has a sequel !!

You Don't Need to Say It (I Already Know) by vodka_auntle:

Have i mentioned i'm a big fan of whump because i am...

sickfic... i love sickfics so so much

Especially when my fav blorbo is the one who's sick. Yes. suffer, L. Suffer...

it's so domestic and fluffy and arghh i can't get enough of it. I've reread it so many times, it's such a comfort...

sugar and pumpkin spice:

Ok. listen. I'm not a huge fan of coffee shop AUs, but this one - this one is an exception...

someone sent it to me after i finished white chocolate roses and it was a blessing

it's cute and it can cheer you up and it's comforting and... Yeah !!

Light Yagami dinner party by LycanCoffee:

Very creative and philosophical

very character analysis-esque

i have reread it a ton of times actually. It's really good... very underrated too !!

Sinking down by rosade:

character analysis on L throughout the Kira case

it's canon divergent so not entirely accurate to how the story went, naturally

it's a great read !!

A Sugary Hypothesis by Zara_Zara:

So funny and unserious i loved it

i still think about it. At least weekly...

Thank you for this ask !! I obviously have a ton other fanfics i'd like to recommend but we'd be here the whole day...

[cashmerekittennnn]

my academic refresh pt 2. ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა

hi kittys, recently, i just started my second term of school (at a new school), and to prepare for it i made my weekday routines and my academic plan. this is the second part of my academic refresh routine, the first part of my refresh is about morning, school and night routines, just so i ensure i keep on top of all my work and hobbies. this post will be about how i study for my subjects and my routines for them. i make sure to always do an academic refresh after each holiday so that i can ensure myself that i am able to come back to school with a refreshed, calm mind and am ready to achieve my goals. enjoy 🎀

literature

for literature, my focus is always on the themes, characters and the historical context. i always make sure to annotate as i read, underline important quotes, and analyse the messages behind the text. when studying, i practice how to write analytical paragraphs and essays to help me organize my thoughts clearly and carefully and to help improve my writing.

chemistry

when studying chemistry, i like to review the material in a broad perspective to get a general idea of what im learning or at preparing to learn. once im fully able to understand the concept, i summarize it in my own words while highlighting the key words and concepts that seem most important. for additional help, i use youtube - which is such a life saver btw - to understand visually. also making flashcards helps so so much with memorization and quick little reviews!

biology

i always make sure to make my biology notes as detailed and organized as possible. i like to keep things visual as well, i draw labelled diagrams, tables, and mind maps too. also add color, theres no reason studying cant be boring!

mathematics

in maths, ive personally learned that rushing into practice questions without fully understanding the concept just leads to disappointment and frustration. soo, i always take time to fully understand what im learning first - usually by watching videos, using textbooks, and going through the examples over and over again. i make sure to make a reminder for formulas along the way too.

modern history

modern history is my favorite subject, i like to start by organizing all the events into a timeline, it gives me a clear picture of how things unfolded and helps me remember dates so much easier. ill summarize events, key ideas, dates and people using flashcards. i also love to write practice exams under exam conditions.

legal studies

legal studies is all about organization. i have a color coding system for all my notes, once color for case studies, another for key terms another for legal principles, and so on. i always write out the definition of important terms so i can revisit them regularly. i also go through as many case studies as i can - understanding the facts and rulings.

overall, its taken me so long to figure out what works best for me to achieve the grades i want. but one key think that is such a big help is figuring out what kind of learner you are, personally im a reading and writing learner. but remember, dont study harder, just smarter

xxx, belle

[monamipencil]

⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ my 2024 tumblr wrapped !

i was tagged by @hannieween in her post. this is such a good idea and thanks for tagging me v!

this was one hell of a year lol. and i've also written a lot this year though i lost some passion along the way. but i'm thankful for everyone who reads my work and leaves their thoughts or even just reblogs them. tysm!!

★ most popular and longest fic !

⟢ debauched — 2,472 notes and 4.5k+ words; ofc, it's the step bro fic. as the title suggests, it is absolute debauchery.

★ personal favorite !

⟢ venus in furs — honestly, one of my best works (tho it's pwp), and she deserved better 😔

★ first fic !

⟢ pussy drunk! wonwoo — it's from my prev blog! and also one of my most popular works lol.

★ last fic !

⟢ by his side — this jeonghan drabble i wrote for the secret santa event!

★ best reads !

in front of me — one, two by @wonustars

i fear i'll never read a better wonwoo fic than this. genuinely one of the best fics on this website and it's written by my lovely gf. pls check out her works!!

calendar killer by @miabebe

i love me a good thriller fic. and with joshua? fuck yes. when i tell you, i did not expect that ending at all. it will forever live in my heart. check out this banger by mia for a spooky read!

the curse by @hannieween

nothing more exciting than demon hunter jeonghan and a forbidden love trope. the angst hits in this one and i genuinely love it with all my heart. v also has other amazing works!!

liar, liar ! — one, two by @sanakiras

yes, i know. i read too many thriller fics. but this mingyu fic had me in such a chokehold. i did not expect this ending either and god do i love it so much. check out her works!

getting even by @gyuhao5

this was the catalyst for my seungkwan spiral and the bane of my existence. there are simply not enough seungkwan fics on here and mar rly satiated my need for this man. check it out!

pomegranates by @idyllic-ghost

where do i even begin? man, oh man, i love angst fics and for wonwoo? yes please. the forbidden love element was so good too and i loved the metaphors. this fic is for you if you like wonwoo and historical au.

troublemaker by @whipped-for-kpop-fics

i love gang aus with seungcheol. just 15k of goodness here. i have memorised this fic to the point, i can randomly quote anywhere, everywhere. and i have never laughed so much while reading a fic. chee is one of a kind truly.

heartbreak hotel by @saythenametotheworld

this broke my fucking heart. i read the first three installments and they were so fucking good. the characters had actual depth and were beautifully crafted. i love this so much, check it out!

camp seventeen by @miabebe

my most fav series on this platform. another fic i will quote randomly bcuz it was that good. it's ot13? and the first chapter is named dildo of dionysus? you got me sold. mia is an absolute genius and also evil for this. check out her works if you like greek mythology!

bend and break by @whipped-for-kpop-fics

i apologise for the tags chee but how can i miss out the seungcheol fic. man, sub seungcheol really does it for me. and i just loved their rivalry at the beginning. and i also love chee 😌

lowlifes by @milfgyuu

yes, i love seungcheol gang aus. thanks for asking. this was a banger and my god, the way i blushed and giggled while reading this story. i absolutely loved it!

dark @whipped-for-kpop-fics

i am so sorry for the tags, i just love you ok? now back to chee love train. this fic shocked me in such a way that i couldn't stop thinking about it. this was absolutely genius and i love monster fics. when i tell you, chee is one of the best writers in caratblr.

withering for you by @joonsytip

the bane of my existence. i started annotating because of this fic. enemies to lovers with cheol is my fav. and the way i randomly remember "welcome to hell, my wife" and start giggling is out of my control. sam should do control damage for this fic.

couple's therapy by @muntitled

this got me tweaking and twirling my hair. im a whore for lee jihoon through and through. mean dom! jihoon will be death of me. i read it on my prev blog and haven't stopped thinking about this since.

summary !

my most recurring members were — seungcheol (13 works), mingyu (13 works) and wonwoo (11 works) !

total works posted — 78 !

total words written — 82,476 !

i'm honestly surprised by this lol. and ofc, i wrote the most for these three. and im rly excited to post just as much next year and compare my progress! and we'll be starting off strong next year with when strawberries bloom. i hope you guys look forward to it! again, i'd like to thank everyone who has supported me throughout this year. i love you all <33

tags !

@vitaminkyeom @miabebe @wonustars @tomodachiii @shinysobi

@whipped-for-kpop-fics (im so sorry for the multiple tags hdbcfkharbik) @cxffecoupx @c-oupsie

[waywardducks]

I just can't stop thinking about the idea of y/n and Jason having a meet-cute in a bookstore! It's so cozy and sweet. I’ve had this idea in my head for days now.

CW: Fluff, a bit OOC, mentions of fighting and of Jason’s death, Gn reader

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Jason was fighting with Bruce, which meant Jason would not be going to the manor for the next few weeks. At least not until one of the men decided to give in and apologize. Which would be a while this time. Usually, when it is Jason’s fault his brothers will talk him into apologizing and help him recognize where he was wrong. But this time Bruce is wrong. Meaning no one, not even Alfred will be able to get this man to pull his head out of his ass. Maybe they could if Jason fought hard enough, and threw enough hard-hitting insults to breach the stony exterior that is Batman. But Jason doesn’t feel like breaking his own heart right now, so he’s opting for the long run, waiting (im)patiently as far from Batman as possible. Bruce will come back and apologize eventually when the silence and lack of his second son start feeling too close to when Jason was dead. When memories start to surface grief begins to overwhelm the man.

For now, though, Jason is content to sit in his apartment and read. The only real downside is that the book he had been reading was currently still in the manor’s library. Technically Jason could just ask one of his siblings to retrieve it for him, but he’s still hurt from his fight with his father and doesn’t feel like doing something vulnerable, like asking for help.

So he heads to the bookstore. He’s been to this particular bookstore a million times. It’s cozy, nestled on the edge of Blüdhaven, close to the border. Sometimes Jason would head to Dick’s apartment afterwards, since he was in his brother’s neighborhood. The shop has a little cafe area, indoor and outdoor seating, a covered patio with a couch that Jason enjoyed sitting on when it was raining.

A bell chimes his arrival as he entered the small shop.

“Welcome in!” An older woman greets from behind the counter.

Jason gives the woman a smile before making his way to the Shakespeare section. He began browsing the titles, trying to find the exact one he was looking for.

The bell chimes and again, but Jason paid it no real mind, only acknowledging that a third person was now in the store.

“Oh! Y/n. How lovely to see you again.” The woman at the front exclaims.

“Hey Mrs Goodmen! How’ve you been?” The newcomer asked.

“Just perfect, thank you for asking dear. What brings you in today?”

“I need a new copy of a book I love. I let my friend borrow it a year ago and I don't think I'm getting it back.”

“Well, you go find it, let me know if you need any help, okay?”

“Of course, thank you!”

There was silence again as the person began browsing aisles. Jason smiled as he found the book he was looking for. He pulled it off the shelf and began flipping through the pages.

“Oh, how funny.” A voice startles Jason out of his skimming and he looks up. It was the person that had been talking the lady.

“What's funny?” Jason asked, closing his book.

“That's the book I was looking for.” They say, pointing at paperback in Jason’s hands.

Jason smiles. “Oh, that is funny.”

“Great minds think alike.” The person jokes. “I'm Y/n, by the way.”

“Jason. Nice to meet you.”

“You too!”

Jason watches as Y/n grabs a copy of the same book off the shelf.

“I've read this like 8 times now. I'm planning on actually annotating it this time. It's just so good. Oh! I should check to see if they have that new book I wanted to read.” Y/n mumbles.

Jason thinks it's cute how distracted they got all of a sudden. They themselves were cute. The oversized sweater they’re wearing, the concentrated look on their face as they search for the book they need, even the way their hair looks like they just rolled out of bed.

Jason pulls a small notebook out of his pocket and writes his name and number on it quickly. He doesn’t normally do this sort of thing, maybe it was because this person had similar taste in reading. Jason isn't sure, but he did know that this person is cute and he wants to get to know them.

“Are you a Shakespeare fan?” Y/n asks all of a sudden.

Jason chuckles. “I suppose you can say that. Though I suppose I'm more of a classical literature fan.”

Y/n smiles a bit wider at that. “Me too! I especially love Greek mythology and Gothic romance. Oh! They do have it! Perfect, I've been so excited for this one!” Y/n plucks a book off the shelf and does a triumphant little twirl.

Jason takes note of the book in her hand. “Biography of Mary Casset?”

Y/n shows Jason the books. “Yep! She was an impressionist painter whose main focus was on the relationships between mother and child. She also used traditional Chinese printing methods. She was a hardcore feminist and never stopped even after facing backlash for being a female artist in a male-dominated industry. I adore her.”

Jason can't help but stare at Y/n as they gushed over the artist. The way they ramble and are so passionate about it has his heart beating a lot faster all of a sudden.

“She sounds pretty fucking cool. I might need to grab me a copy of that as well.” He says. “Oh yeah, said you wanted to annotate this book,” he lifts the book that brought them both here in the first place. “We should get together sometime, compare notes maybe?”

Y/n blushes. “Yeah. That sounds like a lot of fun.” They smile brightly.

“Awesome! Here, take this.” Jason hands them the paper with his number on it. “Text me, we’ll make it a date?”

Y/n’s blush darkens. “Of course! I, uh, maybe a cafe or something? I’ll, umm, I'll have to check and see when I'm free.” They stammer as they carefully place the paper in their bag.

“Perfect. I'll be waiting to hear from you then.” Jason winks before turning and walking to the counter. He checks out and makes his way back to his apartment.

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What do y'all think? I tried to keep the book nondescript but then went I ranted too hard about Mary Casset. My bad. I hope that my little explanation at the end there makes up for how ooc Jay is. Let me know if you want more! Feel free go request and give a prompt as well! I love writing and I want to do more of it!

Also, I apologize for any mistakes. I have major Dyslexia and Grammarly doesn't always fix everything. I hope you Enjoyed! 🌼🐛

[cringekind]

AGOT reread prologue -> catelyn I

i said before that i wanted to "liveblog" my reread of agot that im doing while following a podcast, i guess this is that! I say "liveblog" because I'm annotating as I read and this is more a reflection on that and general thoughts, it would be too disruptive to actually write every time I had a thought to share! long post incoming

brief heads up that if i quote something and the text is colored, that's the color tab I used when I read the book initially. I have 7 colored tabs when reading agot and they are:

yellow - world building details / foreshadowing

orange - simply pretty or funny

red - sansa / jon / jonsa related

blue - any of the other starks centric

green - literally any other character

purple - marks deaths

pink - daenerys related

For the sake of this reading post, both "yellow" and "orange" tabs will be in yellow should I quote them. Having read the book already once I'm not sure if this is exactly how I should've set it up, but hey it there. I'll probably change is for ACOK, who knows.

Sometimes I'm going to quote whatever I tabbed without comment, but not always. Only if I simply think the line is good / pretty.

Prologue

Having the POV character be Will instead of Gared or Waymar is sooooo smart. Despite being high fantasy I like that we aren't dropped into the brain of a Knight right away, but also Will being a hunter is best equipped to actually notice all these little details being told to us.

i have a lot of things highlighted that are simply wonderful to read. I know we talk about it a lot, but George really is an amazing writer, like an actual delight to read. Like this quote:

"Will could sense something else in the older man. You could taste it, a nervous tension that came perilous close to fear."

On a craft level its so good! It tells us something about both Gared (his fear of whatever is in the woods, currently being covered by surliness) and of Will (how observant he is, using all his senses, but also how intuitive he is), and on top of all that it reads so smoothly.

because of my color coded tabs it literally made me giggle to highlight the description of Waymar as "...grey-eyed and graceful and slender as a knife." knowing I'm only thinking of Jon and jonsa. Sorry Waymar, you're beauty is only important to me for ship reasons.

Another thing that struck me as very Jon like happens only a couple lines later:

"It is hard to take orders from a man you laughed at in your cups, Will reflected... Gared must have felt the same."

Despite currently doing a reread of AGOT, I've never read past this book, but this feels so Jon to me. His status as a beloved bastard creates all that tension with his brothers, I imagine the more status he receives the more his brothers feel this. Jon is capable, but then so is Waymar. Doesn't stop Gared and Will from not taking him seriously.

If this chapter had been in Waymar's POV it would have read like a detective novel. He's clearly very analytically minded, but poor Waymar that brain and bravery isn't going to do you any good here.

"It burns, it does. Nothing burns like the cold. But only for a while."

Both Will and Gared have this instinctual fear of the Other's despite not knowing they're real. Like they can feel something is about to happen. I don't believe either of them is from the North, but I wonder if the longer you spend in Beyond the Wall, the more the magic of the place gets to you.

The entire fight between Waymar the the Others is perfect. Waymar's bravery yes, but more importantly it's the perfect introduction to what will be The Big Threat Beyond The Wall for the entire series. They're so nonhuman but not in an animal way, in a Fae way. Cruel and so beyond even a strong man's power, inescapable. Will hiding in the tree was smart and all but him being smart and observant like a hunter and still dying really pushes the idea again that no man is a match for these creatures.

Bran I

Being reminded instantly that Bran is only seven in this book broke my heart so bad. Still such a baby, and on his first big boy duty, watching an execution. If I think about it too long I'll start to get mad at Ned even though he's trying to do what he can to prepare his son's for adulthood.

"He had taken off Father's face, Bran thought, and donned the face of Lord Stark of Winterfell."

Ned's first and last actions in the book being a beheading fuck me up so bad. Every action he takes in these early chapters damns him in some way down the line, no matter how noble the intentions.

"Jon was fourteen, an old hand at justice." is such a silly and yet sad thing for Bran to think. It's so younger brother of him to assume Jon at 14 holds all this knowledge inside him, considers him wise, but Jon is just a child too. It's sad knowing that Jon is expected to act like a man, will be considered a man soon.

"Jon's eyes were a grey so dark they seemed almost black, but there was little they did not see. He was of an age with Robb, but they did not look alike. Jon was slender where Robb was muscular, dark where Robb was fair, graceful and quick where his half brother was strong and fast."

Whatever could all these details mean! This is one of those details from all those Jonsa metas that really fucking got to me. Like three pages before Waymar is described the exact same way, and I'm not meant to connect them in my mind? And then eventually we find out Sansa had a crush on Waymar? idc if I'm grasping at straws it feels real to me.

I love that immediately after than Robb and Jon show just how young they are and race to the bridge. It's one of the last times they'll allowed to be kids.

"Bran thought about it. 'Can a man still be brave if he's afraid?' 'That is the only time a man can be brave,' his father told him."

I think that quote is like a thesis statement for the Starks as a family. I know their words are Winter is Coming, but all of them are eternally brave in the face of their fear. Even Catelyn, so proud of being a Tully, is a Stark in this way.

People always bring up the 'the man who swings the sword' bit from this conversation between Bran and Ned, but the more important bit is just after. "A ruler who hides behind paid executioners soon forgets what death is." This is about the Starks yes, but more importantly it's about Westeros and everyone in it. Like. I can't articulate how important it is, but this is what Ned is trying to teach Bran, not just that Bran should take responsibility for his decisions by fulfilling them himself.

Theon is such a shit, but also Jon snarking him back "I see [a direwolf] now" is the start of Jon's dry ass humor. Why did people make me think Jon is all duty and somber monologues, this kid is funny!! And he continues to be after this iirc!! Jon funny canon please remember this people!!!

The direwolf being impaled on antlers is maybe the least subtle foreshadowing of any in this series and yet it feels so smart to me! To plant this here before we know the Baratheon sigil. And that from the eyes of innocent seven year old Bran this means almost nothing, other than him remarking on how gruesome it is, but later is superstitious Catelyn's eyes it takes on new meanings!!

"He loved Jon with all his heart at that moment. Even at seven, Bran understood what his brother had done. The count had some right only because Jon had omitted himself."

For all that Catelyn has no reason to like Jon, in other circumstance she might love the guy. "Family, Duty, Honor" right? That's all Jon is! Here he is, putting his little brother's wants above all else, even as he struggles with not being Ned's trueborn son. To voluntarily bring it up so that Bran can have a puppy... the family>duty>honor is in the room with us, coming from one Jon Snow!!

Ghost's eyes being open = "but there was little [Jon] did not see" yeah, yeah exactly! soul wolves are here besties!!!!

Catelyn I

Catelyn is that girl, I'm sorry she is the superior POV in this series. First of all she's very smart, always thinking and making connections. It's why we get this infodump from her right away, because Catelyn really can't think of being in the Godswood without comparing it to her childhood home. Second of all I love the way she is religious. Most religious characters in books and film are sort of boiled down to religious zealots or someone deeply conservative. For Catelyn it's simply part of her, a part that will never go away. She doesn't feel at home in the godswood of Winterfell because those aren't her gods, but she doesn't call them fake. They simply aren't hers. She's spiritual, it's why she see's the antler in the direwolf as a sign and takes it seriously ("dread coiled in her like a snake...") when Ned won't. I just think it gives her a unique perspective in this story, one that leads her to be almost genre aware.

"...but the red eyes of the weirwood seemed to follow her as she came."

oh no i hope we don't find out that someone is using the trees to watch people that would be so creepy /s

"'Beyond the Wall?' The thought made Catelyn shudder. Ned saw the dread on her face. 'Mance Rayder is nothing for us to fear.' 'There are darker things beyond the Wall.' She glanced behind her at the heart tree, the pale bark and red eyes, watching, listening, thinking it's long slow thoughts."

like this! there is no reason for Catelyn, a woman raised in Riverun, to fear beyond the wall more than Ned, who was born in the North. I know he spent a lot of his childhood in the Vale, but you can't tell me baby Ned wasn't told stories of what's out there. But it's Catelyn the eternally superstitious who believes them. And she's right! Always right, my poor Cassandra.

She's also so politically minded. Ned is nothing but excited to see and old friend. It doesn't even worry him that the King is making an unannounced visit. Catelyn though, she knows. Jon Arryn dead, Robert coming, the direwolf. It might aswell be in neon flashing lights to her!!

Alright, that's it for now. Daenerys I, Eddard I, and Jon I should be next, with a three a week pace is all goes according to plan. This took me way longer than I thought it was going to but it was so much fun, and as long as it continues to be fun I will continue to make them!

[2000sangel]

saw requests open for matchups, and i had to shoot my shot ! <3 i go by damsi, and i am a bilingual korean and english speaker, very short 5'2 (157cm) gal, born in december 22nd,, proud biromantic !!!! i could be described as a wild card in some sense, always unpredictable on all kinds of ways, it always keeps things interesting as some would say, whether i be overly dramatic (laying on tables or roll around the floor, or talking in EXAGGERATED accents to prove a point), or just completely be silent/normal the next moment. to say the very least, keeping people guessing is really fun ^_^. if i like someone platonically/romantically, i make it very obvious that i do, whether it'd be being touchy, or offering to help in even the smallest things, or ... perhaps staring for a bit too long. i like to present myself in a semi-formal fashion in most if not all occasions, ALWAYS monochrome blank tees/blouses and trousers (a sprinkle of blue in my wardrobe if need be), sometimes a black/white bow in my long half-tied hair to complete the look, with dress shoes too! always modest, never show that much skin! oh, and don't forget my round silver-framed glasses, too! certain likes: - fine arts (specifically musical and visual arts, I LOVE GOING TO CONCERTS/ART MUSEUMS!!!) - any kind of aesthetic involving angels/swans (angelcore? balletcore?) - anything strawberry flavored (...strawberry shakes are a must!!) + fruits in general - astrology (bewitching ^_^) hobbies; - drawing DRAWING!!!! i love me just drawing on a sketchbook and coloring with markers/colored pencils..! - playing flute / piano!! i am a music kid ^_^ - taking walks / strolls around.. gotta get my steps in - annotating/journaling dislikes: - two faced people / people you cannot trust secrets with....bruh - 'overly' casual clothing style (im talking t-shirts + shorts + crocs/sandles), it may look good on other people but not for ME - social gatherings... don't really got a type/preference on who i specifically don't want to match with, so go all out!!

Hello Damsi!!

So, while reading this description of yourself, I had two contestants battling in my head over who would finally get to be matched with you. In the end, this is who I chose...

Your match is...

Swatch!

What really sealed it for me is your inclination to enjoy refined things, such as fine arts, elegant aesthetics and classical instruments. Swatch is quite the sophisticated individual, so there is nothing he would like more than to accompany you to a concert or a museum. If you like discussing the things you listen to or see as much as he does, you’re in for a good time! (and a quite chatty date that will probably last until the evening!)

Yes, in fact, he loves taking you to fancy cafes or diners after you’re done with the most important part of the date. It’s quite funny to listen to him ramble about the quality of the places, too, as he’s the owner of the Color Cafe himself. Though he usually has a good review to leave, because of course, you’re there and don’t expect him to not have investigated on the place beforehand- he only aims to take you somewhere you will enjoy.

Swatch considers it an honour to be able to attend your very private flute and piano concerts...on his own, in the comfort of your house! I think that whether you end up living in Queen’s Mansion, Castle Town or in a completely different place, he would make it a point to make sure you get a room dedicated to your instruments, where you can freely play them whenever you’d like. It’s very important to him that you cultivate your hobbies, because to him, you look absolutely ravishing doing it.

Surprisingly, I think your personalities would mash quite well! You can be a bit dramatic, sure, but who isn’t after all? He can be too, if I dare say, even though perhaps he has less noticeable ways of doing it than rolling on the floor...! Either way he appreciates that you’re anything but boring, and interactions between the two of you are always fresh and interesting. You can be quiet and serious when need be anyways, and that’s a plus.

Swatch is also quite the secretive man if you look at it a certain way, so rest assured you will never need to worry about what you tell him...he will never spill your secrets, or whatever comment could leave your mouth about somebody else you don’t really like, or anything of the sort. He of course expects the same from you, as you’re one of the few individuals he trusts enough to open up about himself.

He loves your style, and the way you present yourself and take up space. You two somehow match in appearance even before starting to date, and that’s a good thing! He likes a classy partner. Something he might encourage you to do if you ask him advice on how to enrich your style is add more little touches of color in your wardrobe, he thinks those might catch people’s eyes- something he’s not against, he’s very proud to be dating you, and he’s not the jealous type at all. Also, he finds joy in simple things, like tying the bow you put in your hair. He thinks it’s quite the romantic gesture, and doesn’t want you to struggle with it.

And lastly, you said you love strawberry shakes? He’s got a cafe, that’s the easiest thing to make for him! Ask him anytime, really; or don’t! He will surprise you with a shake first thing in the morning, or when you’re concentrated practicing one of your hobbies in the afternoon or evening, as a little treat. Don’t be afraid to ask him to experiment with the drinks he makes, too; if you love fruit, he’ll come up with special combinations for you!

[ros3ybabe]

Daily Check-in: May 20, 2024 🎀

omg it'd almost the end of May, what the heck? I'm so excited, I leave to Colorado for my 8 weeks of work very soon and I can't wait! it's going to be such a cool experience being in a new place for a while!

Monday was a good day. My dad and my boyfriend both think I overdid it on the physical exertion a bit, and I agree. I took a long walk, outside, in 95 degree heat, with no sunscreen. Which is why they said I overdid it because my chest and shoulders are sooooo sunburnt. But Monday was amazing! Started off strong, ended not as strong but still good!

🩷 What I Accomplished:

~13k+ steps for the day

took an hour and a half long walk outside(it was amazing, I loved it, I stayed hydrated ans soaked up all the sunlight and fresh air)

completed a 30 min beginner pilates workout from Move with Nicole

did my morning journaling and gratitude

wrote down a positive quote of the day and read through my journal where I wrote down some things that I want to read daily

read and "annotated" 14 pages of Atomic Habits

took a 20 minute power nap

worked a ~6.5 hour shift

drank at least ~80oz of water (that's pretty good given I used to drink like 20oz a day and wonder why I never felt good)

took my two medications + vitamin D supplement

took a cool shower and washed my hair at the end of the day

went to sleep early!

💞 Good Things That Happened

my friend and a supervisor im close with complimented my appearance in a way that gave me a confidence/motivational boost

my other friend and I decided we're probably getting our nails done together next week

that same friend ^ and I are going to go shopping next week as well

my work is going to schedule me where I can still go to brunch with my dad on Friday!

my man starts his first day of work on Tuesday (I'm so excited for him! It's gonna suck not being able to text him all day, but I'm so proud of him for getting this job and all the progress he's made)

got complimented on how efficient I was at work by the night shift supervisor

ate goods that made me happy without feeling guilty or anxiety about it

💔 What Could've Gone Better

I over ate a bit at night after work and felt kind of bloated and sick when I went to bed. it's okay tho, things happen, and Tuesday is a new day <3

super sunburnt!!!! my chest and shoulders are bright, bright red! and I'm a naturally pretty tan person, so seeing my skin that red, yep, I'm definitely super burnt! need to wear sunscreen and protective clothes when I take a shorter walk on tuesday

I definitely overdid it on that walk. got too overzealous and pushed myself a lot. my legs were hurting so bad by the end of the day and that's not good. as much as I enjoyed the walk, I need to be so much more kinder to and thoughtful of my body. it does a lot for me, and I need to treat it right <3

💗 Stuff For Tuesday

take a shorter walk outside in the morning

read more of Atomic Habits (and annotate)

begin studying Spanish some more (fell off the habit but I have a lesson next Tuesday the 28th, so I need to be prepared!)

do some gentle morning and night skincare (my face is a little red from yesterday but not too bad since I wore a hat during my walk)

do my morning beginner pilates and gratitude journaling (I've already done these as of right now, but I struggled with the so-called "beginner" pilates video from IsaWelly. practice makes perfect, tho so I've got to keep consistent!)

book nail appointments with my friend for next week (hopefully the nail tech/nail salon I go to has availability for her and I to go together! I also need to pick the design i want!)

budget for this upcoming paycheck and what I need to save vs what I'm going to spend (and need to buy)

work a ~5 hour shift

talk to my man over video call at the end of the day to see how work/training went for him (it's his first day of work, but it's a hands on training kind of day for him as well)

💕 Song of The Day: aespa - Supernova

what an absolutely amazing song omg. aespa literally never misses with their music. I almost put Spicy, but I've been obsessed with Supernove since it dropped. I love it so much <3

That's all for Monday, like I said, it was a beautiful start to the week for me! And here's to Tuesday being a good day as well <3 I hope everyone here has a wonderful beginning of their week!

til next time lovelies 🩷

[doegirldaydreamerarchived]

What book you are looking forward to read?

YAAAYY ILY I GET TI YAP ABPUT THISS!!

Okay firstly i finished the winter soldier cold front a little while ago and i still LOVEE it </3 I really wanna buy some annotating stuff to annotate it bc i just need to dump all of my thoughts into this bc they did by bbg DIRTYYY. I may or may not have been teary by the end.. also i found a cute like 60 pack of the little annotating ermm.. tabs yk?? On amazon and it has rhe perfect colours and im DEBATING it..

Anyways rn im reading the Moonday Letters!! Its like.. my gay romance ever i need them i love them. It was actually kinda hard to get into at first bc like obvi its made of like letters and they referenced a lot of things that didnt make sense til later. Like i was 1/4 if the way thru before they explained the moonday bit giggle. But i really love it theres a rlly cute romance and the plots so interesting and iysf UFJFJFKKDJ. Dide i havent finished it yet so no spoilers but if they kill this one character im GOING to go insane u dont understamd. Also they have a cat so im happy

Anywayysys i have a couple im excited for. Firstly 1984 which i miiiight read next.. its gonna be a reread bc we learn abt this stuff in schools here but i just love it in general. I like george orwell a lot but 1984 is def the best of his that i’ve read. But what i actually think im gonna read next is the hunger games books!! I got this really cute set of them for Christmas and i havent started it yet and i just AHHH im so excited for it!! The only thing is bc theyre all hardcover and fancy idk if im gonna be too scared to annotate them.. ill get over it eventually shhhh. Andd theres also one last one that miight get a little depressing but shshhh. A little while ago my friend’s mum passed (rip debbie you angel </3) and i got a book from her a little while back thats part of a series called firesong and im so excited to read it. Like.. dragons??? Fucking yes??? Idk if im gonna be able to annotate it tho im like actually terrified of ruining it.

Okayaya thats it!! Ofc theres a couple others but unfortunately i cant talk ALLL day so heres my little list atm (˶ˆᗜˆ˵)

Oakayay tysm for the ask girlie ilyyy <3333

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day 3/62 of The Tatami Galaxy Challenge🌊

🕕 act 1 🕧

🌙 woke up at 6:00 💻 alignment against node-set 1/2 complete 📚 finished reading Piranesi by Susana Clarke on my commute to work and. yeah. wow. nothing i say would do justice to the experience that was this book 10/10 no notes 💻 finalized node-set 2/2

🕐 act 2 🕕

🥘 made myself lunch 📬 got provisional authorization for internship documents 📬 set up a meeting with my guide on Monday 📚 reread (bits and pieces) of Piranesi + completed annotation of hardback

🕕 act 3 🕛

🩰 learnt the chorus of LALALI by SVT (the mv came out recently im obsessed… 🤌) 💻 running alignment for node-set 2/2 🧹 kitchen cleaning + the dishes 📰 10/10 new words for vocab 💌 spoke to my best friend for a while 📺 Welcome to Samdalri

🔄 before the loop ends 🔄

💧 ~6 glasses 🔋 i woke up tired :/ at first i worried that the past two days already tired me out but then i got the worst cramps ever and realized it isn't that T-T i'm relieved but also frustrated bc that means I have to deal with atleast a week of exhaustion and pain :(( 📴 2hrs phone + ~2hrs tv shows etc 🌷 it was a messy day, I was expecting to get some documents authorized by my guide and she didn't show up although she said she would... and now deadline quite near... i spent a lot of my evening frustrated and irritable... 🌷 in addition to this, I'm home alone (my family is away for my aunt's wedding) and alongside the irritation and fatigue I just feel... kinda lonely at home rn :" 🌙 went to bed at 12am... couldn't really sleep bc of cramps so I put on netflix as background noise but then I got too engrossed and only ended up sleeping at around 1:30am....

fin. ⌛