Help.
Is there an order you're supposed to read the Geronimo Stilton books in???? If so which one's the first???
Well, yes there is an order to the books, but you can read them in any order you want! If you wanna read them in chronological order tho then uuuuhhhhhhh depends on the language you read them in because publishing orders differ depending on the language.
Since you said you’re gonna read them in Italian, uhhhhhhhhhhh I’m not entirely sure because I don’t read the books in Italian (unfortunately) and the Geronimo Stilton official website doesn’t have their Library of Alexandria of a catalogue of the Italian main books for some reason (if I’m reading stuff correctly) :/
Soooo ye just grab whatever’s at the thrift store and read away HAHAHAHAH the rest of the fandom I believe can give you book recs if they feel so inclined
Welcome to the Stilton fandom, my friend, hope you enjoy the madness brainrot :3
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Last Sentence Tag Game
!!! @silverskull tagged me for this and i'm frankly very excited about it ahaha
RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.
She’s all over him already, and she’s fracturing with something close to pride.
you can take from that what y'all will
and my sentence is also too many words but i will tag @cellard0ors, @dragonsinparis, and @thehintofaspark 💖
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Smut smut smut smut some of you guys act like men addicted to porn. I understand that sometimes you wanna read stuff like that (because me too) but it's getting out of hand for some of yall 😭😭
I guess it's from culture. I wasn't raised in an atmosphere where sexual relations were out to the public, it's more intimate and private. I guess that's also the reason why I can't read threesomes or stuff like that, because I just can't feel comfortable with that idea.
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fukaku completely slipped my mind because lorenzo was just too cute but he's there, man. he's a spectator for pxg match
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Alcryst isn’t sure if the resemblance to Rafal is strong enough, but seeing that Fell Dragon act so polite to this women—so unlike his usual self—is enough for him to guess this might be Nel.
That she’s in Poe’s good graces eases Alcryst’s nerves a bit. But, agh, how does he introduce himself? You‘ve probably met me before… yeah, like that’s a conversation starter. Are you Rafal’s sister? Now Alcryst just sounds like a creep!
Maybe he should bring her some food as a peace offering. Alcryst doesn’t realize he’s staring at her, lost in thoughts of pastries and cheese cubes.
IN HER WORLD, THE EYES OF BRODIA'S SECOND PRINCE had been even harder than most. where some concealed their cruelty behind false veneers, leveraged it only at opportune moments, or struggled in vain against it, prince alcryst had worn his openly and without restraint, abandoning apology in the wake of a world that demanded steel, blood, and seizure. though their mutual vigilance meant that they had never known each other well, in the flux of centuries that climbed and spired like vines over steadily-degrading time, he had left an impression. his brief life seemed like a death knell. when she looked upon him, she saw just how near the pillars of elyos had fallen close to gradlon.
even those eyes, too, are red— like his elder brother's as well— houndish, in the way they watched and craved. and here there is a note of something the same. curtained behind a crouching timidity now, a gentle exterior. diamant spoke well of him ; when they had conversed, he had been stunned to hear that another alcryst had been capable of such unbroken ambition.
nel is not stunned, having seen him now.
she knows those eyes the same as she had known them in her own kin : the ones who cowered wordless beneath their father's rule, and bore whitened, sharpened fangs behind their desperation made decisive.
"little prince," she finally greets, breaking his uncertain and lingering watch, and their mutual silence. "you have been standing there for some time."
from the belt of white feathers sashed loosely around her waist, she removes one and extends it in neutrality. "is this what you are looking for?"
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