#open books asks

[hoebaring]

Ummm... I have a question for author g... I noticed you did not specify how the reader in open books looks in a lot of places.....You have not given her a body type..... and it is only at one or two places that you've spoken about how her hair looks... or how tall she is. Why??

Hello dear! :)

Hmm, the reason as to why I don't specify how the characters looks in Open Books is because I find that there never is a time when they notice how the other person looks. When the characters in the book interact with each other, they're focused more on how they feel in the situation about each other, about themselves, and more. It's more about the emotional awareness. It's more about allowing themselves to feel all that they do in the situation. It's about being comfortable in each other's presence. It's about their thoughts and their minds rather than the superficial cover we call the body that surrounds all that makes the character, a being.

Never do they feel the need to assess each other based on how the other looks, be it on a positive or negative note.

If you've noticed, everytime the characters think of the other as beautiful or pretty, it isn't ever about the looks, rather, it's about how being in the situation makes them feel. About how they make them feel. After all, that is what really counts, isn't it?

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[ask-mystery-shack-cipher]

[clinicallyinsanedumpsterrabbit]

So I may have got The Book of Bill and it has me in a slight tiny itty bit of a death grip hyperfixation where all I've been able to imagine is his pathetic toxic ex ass

This pathetic triangle has once again parasitically wormed his way into my brain after years of absence

Also he totally would try and gaslight Ford and say he probably just lost the shirt when he stole it if ever asked where the shirt went

Ok so I could've put a ton of things in that last, panel, so I did, with some joke suggestive ones as the last two below the cut

I'm going to explode him with stock video explosions a bajillion times over

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I ABSOLUTELY ADORE YOUR SQQ HE LOOKS SO FUCKINH DONE WITH LIFE

The recipe for SQQ is: calm on the outside, screaming on the inside.

[apollos-polls]

Anon requested this to be posted without the ask!

[crippled-peeper]

shameless e-begging post because I’m drowning. I overdrafted my checking account because I had to buy food & take my cat to the vet, I have to buy prescriptions soon I won’t be able to, and I have to get to physical therapy somehow tomorrow.

I could really use help right now. I’m in year 3 of trying to get on SSDI, and not only is my spine *destroyed*, I’m also bipolar (medicated), have severe chronic pain, and I’m healing from PTSD. I’m alone and I don’t know many people here (I fled abuse across the country). please share this if you can ✨🖤✨

for brevity: my Pa/ypal is @mhickey3 , my ven/mo is @morgen-hickey and cashapp is $MorgenHickey

[theauthor-of-the-journals]

MR. PINES!! MR. PINES!! DO YOU CONFIRM OR DENY THE ALLEGATIONS THAT YOU FUCKED THE TRIANGLE GOD???

I have to admit I am quite appalled by the wording of this question. I appreciate your eagerness to ask me a question however. Bill and I were solely “business partners” and nothing more.

I am not sure where you all are getting this idea that we were romantically involved with one another. He was my muse at the time yes but nothing more than that.

[sissa-arrows]

Arabs are not native to North Africa, that's like saying white people are native to South America or South America. They're all there because of colonialism.

Except there’s tons of studies proving that the “Arabs” of North Africa are not descendants of Arabs but Arabized natives.

Very few Arab tribes settled in North Africa and the process of arabization was way more cultural than demographic. For example in a 2017 study that used Tunisia to represent North Africa they concluded that we were 88% North Africans/Imazighen, 2% from Western and Central Africa, 4% Arabs and 5% Europeans.

So Arabs as a whole are not native to North Africa but the people living there and calling themselves “Arabs” are native not colonizers.

You can totally condemn the arabization but claiming that Arabized natives are colonizers is stupid.

Lastly as I always say as an Algerian our grandparents fought for a FREE ALGERIA. For an ALGERIAN ALGERIA. They didn’t fight for an Arab Algeria or an Amazigh Algeria. So I don’t give a flying fuck if people are Arabized or not. We’re Algerians that’s it.

[greensapphic]

Since your ask box is open for reqs may I have some of your freak?

Drinking tea or playing chess (w ford) if possible :]

SOME BILL AND FORD DOODLES COMING RIGHT UP ‼️‼️

[minty364]

DPXDC Prompt #58 Part 3

Gotham Academy High School was the sort of school where almost everyone was elite in some way or another. Some of them were from old money like Damian who held himself up to a very high standard in his academics and was the top of the class. Others from new money like Dash and the rest of his cohorts became very hateful of somebody like Danny who was given a scholarship by Bruce Wayne, in their eyes Danny was taking advantage of Damian not even knowing that Damian approached Danny for companionship two years ago.

This also meant that everyone including the teachers would compare Danny and Damian to each other even though they weren’t brothers. That didn’t matter though as Danny was associated with them so that was all the reason they needed.

Danny groaned as he sunk into the seat next to Damian. The lunchroom was filled with chatting students and Danny was glad he shared the next class with Damian, which happened to be English. Dash never bothered Danny when Damian was around, probably because Damian had threatened the jock. How he was threatened Danny didn’t know, Damian never told him what happened and he was a little scared to ask. 

The guy hadn’t stopped harassing Danny since he and Jazz transferred a couple years ago. The school year had barely begun and Dash had made Danny his primary target like he was making up for lost time over the summer. Danny sighed as he dropped his paper bagged lunch on the table with a little plop. Jazz had packed for him this morning hopefully before his parents arrived and contaminated the entire kitchen.

“Dash again?” his sister asked across the table, she was seated next to Tim.

“I was paired against him in dodgeball again,” Danny lamented, his head resting on his arms that were crossed on the table.

“Danny, could you just talk to Mr. Lancer or something?” Jazz asked before she took a bite from her sandwich.

Danny sighed again and unpacked his lunch, “I have but no one will listen! They all act like I’m lying or something.” The teachers at this school probably wouldn’t listen to a charity case like him. Dash was a football player and had plans to become captain of the team. Everyone at the school loved Dash and it was precisely why everyone except maybe the four students at the table they were seated looked down and sometimes even bullied Danny.

Danny ignored it all eventually, it was better just to let the jock tire himself out. 

Once Danny and Damian finished eating they made their way to English. Luckily it was easy to carry the material for a class that only required a small binder and whatever book they were reading, in this case it was ‘gone with the wind’. Danny didn’t really care about reading old literature like this but he did what he had to maintain the grades he had. He’d endure anything, even Dash’s bullying, to become an astronaut.

Danny could hardly concentrate today through his afternoon classes. For some reason he had a bad feeling that something was going to happen. He tried his best to ignore it, he was probably just tired or something. Soon the school day was out and Danny packed up whatever homework he had for the day and headed outside to wait with Jazz. Damian and Tim were probably wrapping up their classes. Tim had an AP class that ran an extra 30 minutes and Damian’s last class was art, they were doing a painting and it wasn’t unusual for Damian to finish up what he was working on as he found out over the last few years that he enjoyed painting.

“… Do you think it’ll work?” Jazz asked a hint of hesitation in her voice. Danny knew she was talking about the portal, the both of them had talked about it before. Danny glanced over at his sister, he could tell she was having trouble sleeping lately, her face looked tired and her posture was stiff with her arms crossed in front of her. Both of them had anxiety about the possibilities the portal possessed, and they were especially worried that their parents wouldn’t take it well if the portal didn’t work. 

He was equally concerned that it would work. “I hope not…” he said eventually. It was something that brought the siblings closer as the whole of their family fell apart. How their parents managed to pull off getting the funding in the first place seemed to be a miracle. Everyone called their parents crazy and dismissed all of their science as ludicrous garbage.

Danny wondered how they even managed to stay under Batman's radar, he thought that something like this would be cause for the vigilante to look into it but maybe the thought of ghosts was just that outlandish that even the dark knight himself thought it to be crazy too. Danny himself didn’t believe in anything his parents published, some of the papers even seemed to be biased somehow, even though his parents hadn’t ever actually encountered a ghost. That last part was probably the reason no one bothered to actually investigate his parents, there wasn’t really much to investigate.

The siblings waited in silence and eventually Tim and Damian showed up after their classes and the four headed to Alfred waiting by the car. 

If anyone tried to start a conversation with Danny he wasn’t paying attention. If he was being honest, his parents' portal scared him a lot. He wasn’t sure why he felt so nervous about it, both him and Jazz renounced the thought that ghosts could exist. Something deep down in his guts told him that he should turn and run, that what his parents were attempting was taboo and that his parents were tampering with forces unimaginable. 

No one was going to listen to a fourteen year old though so Danny kept his feelings to himself and ignored them. 

Soon they were pulled in front of their apartment and true to their word, Damian and Tim asked Alfred to park nearby. Danny and Jazz took a hesitant glance at each other as they walked into the house. 

[kwillow]

This thought kept occuring to me but I finally realized that Theo reminds me a bit of Stuart Ullman from The Shining (the novel version)

Stuart Ullman (novel version) is not a character one would usually think to make a reference towards and I love you for that. I completely see your vision from this first paragraph.

This too. Theo IS a bit of a bastard. Thank god he's a broke hermit NEET so he doesn't have any employees who have to deal with him.

[hoebaring]

Open Books Bora and Y/n 😭😭😭 I can sooooo imagine this happening with them. Oh I love the pair of besties🥰🤧🤧

[leonardoeatscarrots]

I love the way you drww bill

He's so expressive??

Could you draw him and ford maybe?

This may have taken me all day... but I was planning to draw them anyway, haha!

Liking and reblogging helps me a ton!

Do not repost.

Static image under the cut

[praisetheaxolotl]

Speculating on what mental illnesses Bill has is fun and all but I'm on my hands and knees begging you guys to NOT get all your info on sociopaths from Hollywood and maybe check out the actuallyaspd tag while you're at it. Hands and knees, guys. Speculation is fun but when you use real-world stereotypes that actually hurt real mentally ill people to do it then it becomes phenominally less fun for those mentally ill people, some of whom may actually exist and be regular guys in fandom and have to see the shit you're saying about them. Allegedly.

[valhallavalgrace]

How have your interactions with your floormates been? Do any of them seem particularly friendly?

I think this might be your guy to talk to, Leo, just a hunch...

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[blue-boxes-magic-and-tea]

i’m so excited to be able to annotate as i read along this time. i have been MISSING lockwood and lucy banter, and i love how the book starts off with sillies from them

“Okay,” I said. “Remember our new rules. Don’t blab about everything you see. Don’t speculate openly about who killed who, how, or when. And, above all, don’t impersonate the client. Please. It never goes down well.” “That’s an awful lot of don’ts, Lucy,” Lockwood said. “I’ve plenty more,” - The Screaming Staircase, p. 4

and like that’s just the beginning of their sillies like bro why is lockwood mentioning the mouse sized death glow he can see?? mans just trying to show off i can hear his big grin from here

but also like… do bugs have death glows? is it any living creature?? what’s the limits??? i have questions

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i'm rereading this as part of a lockwood and co book club - this week we read part one of the screaming staircase! i even made a discord server if you want to pop over (I'm andy!) <3