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feminism leaves my body when it comes to fictional men. I'm sorry girls i am disappointment and a fake feminist
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Convenience Store Woman
Convenience Store Woman by Sayaka Murata
A friend recommended this book, so I picked it up with no idea what was going to happen. I couldn't put it down. This was wonderfully strange and an instant favorite. I already want to read it again.
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Plz for the love of God have a profile picture and something written in the description and at least one reblog on your blog! Many spam accounts are following me and I don't want to block my readers thinking that they are spam accounts.
PLEASE, no one is going to judge you or think about you. You don't have to be worried about your social anxiety or introvertedness.
So yeah, have something on your blog just so I know you are not a spam account!
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Secrets of Willowbrook - **Chapter 1: Introduction to Willowbrook** (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1387954001-secrets-of-willowbrook-chapter-1-introduction-to?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=aayushi265&wp_originator=Ofe0EzV0qrm%2F3ks9YeZ0G20iiZX4niiYoglJfOElXPaXC%2BH%2Flm4l%2B%2B0x0qnOz5%2FEBcW8ohgQ14N5Il1oPfyL9sQvx0r3VF8cxErspNENN%2FnUOduqLTyeTawT5fNsw3Sj In the tranquil town of Willowbrook, secrets buried for generations stir to life as Detective Laura Brown and her partner, Detective Martinez, embark on an unrelenting quest for truth. Dr. John Smith, a respected therapist, lies at the heart of this riveting murder mystery. His enigmatic life and untimely demise shroud the town in mystery and intrigue. Cryptic symbols, hidden confessions, and unexpected alliances drive this suspenseful tale. Laura's determination and Martinez's analytical prowess guide their investigation through the labyrinth of Dr. Smith's past. As they unearth long-buried family secrets and unravel the web of deception, they discover letters exchanged with the elusive "L," whose identity holds the key to the therapist's concealed history. "Whispers of Willowbrook" invites readers into a world of dark mysteries, psychological twists, and relentless pursuit. The town's secrets are a tapestry of small-town life, hidden desires, and the eternal quest for redemption. As Laura and Martinez expose the shadows lurking beneath the town's facade, they draw nearer to the elusive truth, casting light on a chilling story of trust, betrayal, and the human psyche. Prepare to be captivated as they navigate the intricate web of secrets in this spellbinding murder mystery.
#alliance#crypticsymbols#dark#familysecrets#hiddenidentity#hiddensecrets#labyrinth#murder#psychological#questofjustice#redemption#suspense#thriller#mystery-thriller#books#wattpad#x reader#fantasy#tumblr readers
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the problem with reading and writing leading to a strong vocabulary is that you tend to know the vibe of words instead of their meanings.
if I used this word in a sentence, would it make sense? absolutely. if you asked me what it meant, could I tell you? absolutely not.
#someone send this to my english teacher because vocab tests are hard#writing memes#reading#writers#writers of tumblr#writers of instagram#writing#writer#reader#writer memes#readers of tumblr
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me when the READER in the X READER has a name:
like babe the fic ate but i do NOT look like an Aurora🙁
#bucky barnes x reader#peter parker x reader#bruce wayne x reader#din djarin x reader#steve harrington x reader#john price x reader#simon riley x reader#joel miller x reader#writing#fan fiction#fanfic#authors of tumblr#kurogxrix talks
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vampire choso comm <3
#my art#owwllly#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#artists on tumblr#jjk fanart#choso kamo#jjk choso#choso x reader#kamo choso#vampire choso
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My February Reads!!
Well, one of these was in January.
But that was all I read in January, so why would I make that it’s own post? Honestly, I set my reading goal this year for the same amount of books as last year. 40 books. Last year – I only got through to 24. I don’t know why that was, maybe I overestimated how many books I could read. Maybe it was because last year was tough, and sometimes I psych myself out when it comes to actually reading something. Maybe it was because of the books I left as DNF, which left me feeling like I hit a roadblock.
Either way, I went into this year with the same goal of 40 not expecting to get there. I started January and didn’t read a single thing, past manga and fanfiction. Which is fine, I wasn’t going to press it. Then I thought – well, let’s read an author I know! Ruby Dixon is a fun author to read if you want something simple, smutty and not requiring a lot of brain power. Somehow, because of that thought, February became the month of Ruby Dixon for me.
Bound to the Battle God was a surprising read. It was a fantasy book in only the way Ms. Dixon could do it, and I really enjoyed it. The closest to a 5 star read I’ve ever gotten with her. I enjoyed the length, the “slow burn” (or as close to a slow burn as Ms. Dixon can do), and the general setting. I adored the side characters, something I really find myself missing in her books. I’m a big fan of found families, and while I wouldn’t exactly call the character mashup in this book that – it was close enough!
Sword to the Shadow God was the next book in the series, a decent amount of fun. Not as fantastic to me as the last book – but it had its own charms, for sure! I really enjoyed how our heroine got isekai'd into the world, and her sense of naivety. It’s always fun to read a Dixon girl that goes against the typical bunch she usually writes. The plot twist was predictable, but also there was enough in the actual writing to dissuade you from coming to that conclusion without going “well, maybe I’m wrong”. At least for me, I was certain I had the twist down but then something would happen and I’d be chin rubbing…
Wed to the Wild God was a huge disappointment to me. I was excited for this book when the hero was mentioned in the last book, and as soon as I got into it I was thrown out of it. It was a bit of a tonal shift from the last two books, which I can understand. You don’t want to write the same book two times in a row (spoiler alert for the last two books in this recap) but wow, did it jump the shark for me. Which was upsetting. The only reason it’s a 1.5 and not a 1 is because Kassam is a bisexual icon, and he couldn’t even save the book for me.
Servant to the Spidae is a book I can honestly say I gave too high of a rating to. There’s so many things wrong with this book, but the reason I know I will read it again is because of the heroine. While I don’t think she was handled properly, I really – and I mean really, ask my poor wife who had to listen to be babble – love Yulenna. She was my favorite in the first book of the series, and a highlight for the next two. I adore her, and can’t help but inflate my rating of this book that disappointed me because of her.
The last two short books I read this month are The Half-Orc’s Maiden Bride and The King’s Spinster Bride. I read them in that order, though I know the last was technically written before the first. I put these two books at the same rating, and in the same section because – they’re the same book. There’s differences, sure, but they are basically the same book. I’m not sure if she just wanted to explore this wedding ceremony again in later years, but – I really wish I had no read them one after the other. Totally took me out as soon as I started reading Spinster Bride. I remember sitting there and thinking “didn’t this just happen in …?” Because it had. I don’t want to spoil anything, but – they’re good fun reads. Just don’t read them one after another.
DISCLAIMER: Please don't take my recaps as me bashing the author and or book, regardless of what I say, lmao. I'm just a simple reader, who wants to talk about books they like. If I finished a book, it means I liked it in some capacity!
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me: fanfiction and fictional men ruined my life
(opens ao3)
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Four Found Dead
Four Found Dead by Natalie D. Richards
I was sucked into this thriller and couldn't put it down! It's shoebox cozy, with a group of coworkers trapped in a mall together trying to escape a killer. I am now scooping up a bunch more Natalie D. Richards books!
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bickered with my mum today too it’s a everyday affair at this point 🥰
i don’t think i will tell u if i do start writing. idk lol it just feels weird? to me
i alr finished a one shot that i think is pretty long for someone who is writing for the first time and i’m in the works of completing another that’s reaching the same length as the first one but idk thinking about posting it makes me want to commit self exit i’m cringing so hard at myself so i’ll prob nv do it
mad respect for ppl who are able to take a step out of their comfort zone and to put themselves out there bc i obviously can’t
- hugs
fair fair. but you do, i'd like to read some of your works.
i know the feeling. when i first started writing and actually published something on wattpad i was freaking out the entire time because putting work out there for people to read and judge is just scary. it took me a year to post on here after i created my account and all i can tell you is that most of the people i have come across are so welcoming and encouraging, so you'll be in good hands.
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in classic /derogatory) tumblr fashion the boop-o-meter isn't accessible. For screen reader users it just says the numbers, not what they represent. I'll just say in case anyone here uses a screen reader that the thing on top of your feed is the boop-o-meter, the first number is boops given by you, the second is boops received by you and the third is total boops on the platform
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I am currently reading Moon Witch, Spider King by Marlon James. I know, I am very late to the party as it was published in 2022, but I was really looking forward to reading it. So far, I am not disappointed.
#books and reading#books#reading#marlon james#moon witch spider king#moon witch#spider king#novel#trilogy#tumblr readers#currently reading
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earlier today i told an acquaintance in passing that i'll often be in the middle of a novel and think "man i wish this shit were more ambiguous" and had to reiterate twice that i wasn't being sarcastic before they believed me, so this post is to say: i love when writers don't bother to explain everything, i love when stories end uncertain and unsettling, i love being required to think as a reader, i love when stuff makes no damn sense, no i'm not kidding
#ignore me#it's not just that unnecessary exposition is a huge pet peeve of mine tho that's part of it#i just hate being condescended to as a reader#i want writing that trusts its reader#winning tumblr roulette
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boyfriend!ghost who's just a little bit older. boyfriend!ghost who wears a black leather jacket. boyfriend!ghost who has a bad reputation. boyfriend!ghost who uses you to warm his bed. readers!mama who doesn't trust him. readers! mama who says, "he's only here for one thing," but, so are you. ˙ᵕ˙
"s'too big, si--!! wait!"
simon grips your chin and turns your head to face him, pressing a kiss to your pouty lips, thick cock spearing through your slick, gummy walls, his pierced tip nudging your spongey nerves. “you were jus' begging me earlier, hm? does it feel good sweetheart?”
your dripping cunt clings to him, a creamy ring of cum starting to form on his cock. you whine, lips parting and thighs shaking. your voice fails you, his cock bullying your cervix and punching the words from your throat, only a shamefully loud moan escapes your trembling lips.
simon snickers and covers your mouth with his hand. "don' want y'r mum to hear, do we?"
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connected with this post!
#simon riley#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#ghost x reader#ghost smut#simon riley smut#cod#cod smut#tf141#task force 141#simon riley x small!reader#call of duty#simon ghost riley#cod mwii#ghost call of duty#simon riley x female reader#simon riley x f!reader#simon riley x you smut#simon riley x y/n#simon riley x reader smut#simon ghost riley smut#ghost cod smut#simon riley smut blurb#THIS SONG IS LITERALLY MEANT FOR HIM#pierced#CAUSE IT IS#writers on tumblr#innocent!reader#call of duty smut#deunmiu dessie
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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ HOME COOKED MEAL — nanami kento
you bring itadori home for dinner & he gets to see a different side to kento
contents. aka you dig up some teenage photos of nanami, fem!reader, husband nanami, fluff, yuuji being your adopted son, i haven't watched the new ep (& i won't) but there is enough nanami angst so i am here to fix that — 1.7k
when you got ready to leave the school, your jacket on and bag tugged over your shoulder, you passed yuuji itadori in the halls, his expression suspiciously similar to a kicked puppy.
yuuji perked up a bit as you walked by, offering you a small smile and a wave. and though you considered heading on home for the night, eager to see your husband, you slowed, hesitant to leave the poor kid all alone.
“everything okay, yuuji?” you asked, frowning as he rested his elbows on his knees, studying a stain on the floor of the school.
“hm?” the teenager glanced up, eyes bright and wide. his sweet smile was back on his face, so innocent and kind. for someone who had been through so much already, he was more caring than many people that you’d met in your life. “oh, everything’s fine. everyone’s just out on missions, so i feel a little…” he pulled up one shoulder in a shrug. “useless.”
you knew it must have been hard for him, being a student that wasn’t quite like the others, having to train a little differently, adapt differently. but yuuji took it in stride, and he handled it better than any normal person would.
with a nod, you secured your bag around your other shoulder, shifting your feet. “it’s just going to be you here tonight, then?”
he hummed, sticking his hands in his pockets as he leaned back against the wall. “i think so. some of the others might be around, but they’re resting up.”
“oh.” though you were certain yuuji had no qualms about spending an evening on his own, the thought of it made you feel like you were leaving a kitten out in the rain. almost pitiful.
yuuji waved before you could say another word, smiling, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “have a good night! i’ll see you tomorrow.”
the car ride was spent listening to yuuji tell you story after story, the boy opening up to you in a way that he hadn’t quite related to any of the other sorcerers, even gojo.
you smiled to yourself, enjoying his stories as you wondered how to tell kento that you were bringing your student home for dinner.
there was still a bridge to cross between them, and though you knew they both liked the other more than they let on, kento hadn’t quite connected to the boy like he wanted to.
you hoped that by inviting him over, yuuji would see that kento, truly, wasn’t as intense as he let on. he was sweet, caring, and he did have a sense of humor… even if gojo didn’t really believe that.
you led yuuji into the house, and stopped him when you heard the sound of kento in the kitchen. his mission had ended earlier than yours, and he’d offered to cook tonight; there would be more than enough food for the three of you.
“i’ll be right back,” you said, tapping yuuji on the shoulder. “let me go tell kento you’re here.”
you’d considered letting your husband know before you arrived, but you hadn’t wanted him to protest. kento would try to make a fuss of having a guest over, even if it was only yuuji, and he certainly didn’t care about formalities.
your heart skipped when you reached kento, his back turned, finishing up the meal that was steaming on the stove. even just standing in the threshold of the kitchen, you were overwhelmed with all of your love for him.
but it didn’t take much… it never had. you’d always been sickeningly in love with nanami kento.
your footsteps were soft as you snuck up behind him. “kento,” you said, just above a whisper, snaking your arms around his waist. you kissed the muscles between his shoulder blades, listening to the steady thrum of blood pumping through his body.
“hi, sweetheart.” he’d heard you approach, and he turned, eyes softening when he glanced at you over his shoulder. “everything okay at the school?”
you nodded, squeezing him tighter. even though you’d seen him just a few hours prior, it felt like a long time—time apart when you were battling curses always dragged as you worried for each other’s safety. “did your mission go okay?” you asked.
he took your hands from around his waist, bringing them to his lips softly. “everything went fine. dinner’s almost ready so—” then, he noticed your guilty expression, one that you were clearly horrible at hiding. “is something wrong?”
you smiled innocently. “no! i just… brought a guest.”
kento’s eyebrows raised, his smiling falling quickly. “well, you could’ve told me before.” he sighed, shaking his head as he turned around to face you.
“sorry, i thought i’d surprise you.”
kento’s lips drew into a thinner line. “honey, please tell me gojo satoru is not in my house right now. he’s not welcome here anymore, because the last time he almost destroyed our fucki—” kento glanced up, his words falling away as he glanced over your shoulder. “itadori. hello. i didn’t realize you were there.”
you turned, releasing kento as yuuji gawked back at you. he’d caught in such a loving embrace with kento. yuuji’s normally stoic teacher was in the middle of swearing, blonde hair tumbling over his forehead. kento had replaced his suit with casual wear, and his contacts had been taken out. in place of them were wire-rimmed glasses.
“nanamin!” yuuji gasped. “you look so different.”
“yes, well, i apologize for my apperance.” kento sighed, looking at you from the corner of his eye. “i wasn’t aware we were having guests.”
“one guest. its just yuuji,” you said, poking him in the middle of the chest as his professional tone returned, so easily taking over. “i don’t think he cares what you’re wearing.”
“no, i don’t!” yuuji backtracked, eyes wide as he shuffled forward. “no, you look cool, you don’t look so…”
kento raised his eyebrows, amused, even if yuuji couldn’t detect the humor in his expression. “so what?”
the boy’s cheeks turned pink, embarrassed as he rubbed the back of his neck. “um—”
“you don’t look like you’ve got a stick up your ass.” you said, voicing yuuji’s obvious thoughts as you kissed kento on the cheek with a short laugh. of course, it was only to embarrass him further in front of his student.
kento feigned a scowl, but didn’t push you away, his gaze firmly planted on yuuji. “that’s because i try to keep my relationships at work strictly professional.”
“really?” yuuji grinned, stuffing his hands back in his pockets, his posture relaxing as he grew more comfortable in your home. “not very professional to marry someone you work with, is it?”
you laughed loudly, already caring so deeply for the boy that you’d known for such a short period of time.
“that was certainly an accident,” kento muttered, but his fingers lingered on your spine, tracing each of the bones. “i’ll have you know we were not working together when we got together.”
“really?” yuuji’s curiosity spiked. “how long have you been together, then?”
you thought back to when you were teenagers, when kento had a haircut that he had since regretted, and smiled mischievously. reaching into your pocket, you pulled out your phone and scrolled through old photos, back from when you were just kids, the images grainy and of much lower quality than the ones from your recent vacation.
“hey, don’t show him those!” kento protested. he reached for your phone, but you scrambled under his arm, stretching your hand out to give yuuji the device. “itadori, don’t—” kento’s voice held a hint of panic, his cheeks hot with embarrassment as he grabbed you around the waist, trying to stop you from giving yuuji the phone.
but it was already in yuuji’s hands, and you laughed loudly, knowing that while you looked a little more awkward than you did now, your appearance had changed near as drastically as kento’s.
yuuji squinted his eyes at a sixteen year old nanami, blond hair long enough to reach his eyes, dressed in an all black ensemble, an earbud in one ear. kento was hardly smiling, but you beamed next to him in the photo, dressed more childishly than you were now, but just as pretty. the image from when you still fumbled around each other, unsure how to admit that you were both in love.
a roar of laughter left yuuji as kento’s expression fell, and he released you, snapping the phone out of itadori’s palm. “that’s you, nanamin? no way. how did you…” yuuji glanced between you, squinting his eyes. “well, i guess looking at you now it makes sense.”
“i know,” you agreed, covering your smiles with your palms. “we looked a little silly together back then. i saw the potential in him, but satoru certainly loved to make fun of us, didn’t he, ken?”
“i have absolutely no desire to relive those days.”
yuuji laughed. “you were just like fushiguro, i bet!”
“scarily similar,” you agreed, as kento rolled his eyes beside you, putting your phone in his pocket to keep you from scavenging any older photos to share with the kid. “and he still loves to listen to—”
“don’t finish that sentence or i’ll save this dinner all for myself.”
yuuji eyes flew up to his hairline, but you just snorted, knowing that kento’s threats were about as scary as a puppy.
“he’s still sensitive about it,” you whispered to yuuji. “gojo and his friends made fun of him all the time.”
“oh really. just me?” kento retorted under his breath.
“you must have been pretty popular, then!” yuuji grinned. “if you were friends with gojo. he said all the girls in school loved him!”
kento made an irritated sound, stirring the spoon roughly against the pot. “well, satoru is the last person you should listen to. he has an ego bigger than the sun. and my wife is leading you astray. she was not similar to satoru, she was painfully shy, and it took weeks for either of us to talk to each other.” kento took the pan off the stove, peering over his shoulder at you. “and she is very lucky i love her too much to dig up any embarrassing stories of her.”
“well, stories about me aren’t that interesting anyway.” you laughed, pointedly turning your back to kento. “yuuji, the good news is, i’ve got some more photos in kento in the old photo books. let’s go see them!”
#i hope this shows up in the tags bc i’ve been fighting with tumblr ugh#kento nanami x reader#jjk x reader#nanami fluff#nanami kento x reader#nanami kento x you#nanami kento x y/n#kento nanami x you#nanami x reader#jjk x fem!reader#jujutsu kaisen fluff#jujutsu kaisen x you#jujutsu kaisen x reader#xoxo rylie 💌 ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆
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