#idk why I chose the tags instead of writing under a read more link

[snek-panini]

It's been a few weeks since I had new books to share, but I finally got photos taken of the newest ones so today's the day. Here, have a book:

This is Across Tides and Currents, a Good Omens siren AU by Sodium_Azide and @doorwaytoparadise (hi. I hope I tagged you right). My favorite thing about this AU is that, at its heart, it's about learning to communicate with someone who is so different from you that you can't even physically speak each other's language, and yet you've still got so much common ground that you find a way. It's way lighter and more fun than that description makes it sound, though, so go read it if that's your thing.

The cover on this is Lineco book cloth, scrapbook paper printed to look like leather, and blue foil htv. The foil was actually a nightmare to do. The first time I applied it, it wouldn't stick no matter what I did, and the bits that did stick peeled off as soon as I touched them. I had to peel them up very carefully, cut a new image, and try again. Thankfully it worked the second time but I don't know that I'll be using the foil type again unless there's no other way to get the color I want. The non-foil metallic was so much easier to work with.

More book photos under the cut!

I went with a coptic bind for this one for a few reasons. The first was that I wanted to try one on a quarto-size book to see if I could. I also wanted to try the mitered corners thing I did when I bound Strange Moons, and see if I could have the same effect on the interior. (That bit didn't work out so well; the front is fine but I mismeasured the inside and the lines didn't match up, so I trimmed some pieces of cardstock to cover that up. I really like the layered look though, so that's fine. It's quirky.) The third reason is that not long before I decided to bind this one, the authors published a new chapter after two years of no updates. That's the best possible reason to have to change plans, and the glueless bind means that if they ever do that again I can just redo the stitching to add more pages. Win-win.

Getting whimsical with title pages here. This took way longer than I thought it would, probably because I don't like graphic design and I did it in Word where I do the rest of my typesetting. Usually what I do is grab an image and put text around it or on top of it and then just play with fonts and sizes, but this time I drew the lines and then made the text follow them. This is the first time I've used the word art feature since...probably 2009? I'd forgotten how. I have no doubt there are better ways to do this but if I'd had to learn a new program at that point I'd have quit. And I do think it was worth it--it's cute and fun and looks about how I imagined it.

Couple of photos of the inside. Sorry the first one's blurry, I had someone trying to get my attention when I took these. The section break image came from rawpixel, I just made it gray instead of black so it's more subtle. The fic has very nice illustrations that I specifically got the artist's permission to print and then I failed to get any photos of them when I did my little photo shoot. They look very nice, though. I swear.

The last image is something I've started including in my latest books. I'm calling them "A Note from the Bookbinder" and it's basically just me talking about why I chose that story, the experience of reading it for the first time, stuff that's going on in the fandom, stuff about the process like the new chapter coming out as I was preparing to print. It's kind of...like marginalia? Part of fanbinding is preservation and that's linked to archival work, and something I know archivists love is marginalia and diaries. I don't like writing in my books and I've never found any fun in journaling, but sometimes that kind of context is important so I'm trying to add it. Someday, decades from now, I may not remember all the details, so I'm trying to preserve them. IDK, this got philosophical on me. Go read about mermaids now. Promise it's a good time.

#bookbinding #fanbinding #snek makes books #good omens #fic rec #i wanted to do this as a mermay project #that did not happen #i finished it in october #happy mertober

[mcrmadness]

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#why is the word 'gender envy' suddenly everywhere on my dash??? #I mean it probably has something to do with the fact that half of the people I follow here are more or less trans #but still!!! I feel like I need to filter that tag TOO soon because I'm getting an overload of that word #it's just something I cannot relate to at all. That's why I started using 'aesthetic envy' instead. #But I also don't understand why people want to look like someone else. Like someone who already exists. #It's so weird? Like... why can't everyone be an invididual and look unique. #I know I definitely hate my looks because thanks body dysmorphia but I also once had a phase when I wanted to look like someone specific. #And it was nuts. I mean... I was not myself. I had so bad depersonalization going on. #I legit thought my whole face was gonna transform into that person by adding a little bit of makeup. And needless to say: it didn't. #And it was very traumatic for me because I just looked even uglier than ever and the dissociation was so bad. #I still don't understand why I wanted to 'look' like that person because wtf they're a PERSON. #Not like an ad from some 'choose your new looks' catalog. A person. And I'm a person. Why would I want to be someone's clone? #I find it extremely weird to think that I'd have a doppelganger somewhere because #1. I don't wish anyone to look like me and 2. I definitely don't want to see a second me walking anywhere because oh boy am I ugly. #I don't want to have a reminder of what I look like irl. Because I look like a monster. #So I hope I don't have a doppelganger anywhere because looking like me would be the worst. Something I wouldn't wish even upon my biggest e #enemy* and ffs I hate this new editor it lets me write longer tags that what it allows #whoops venting but seriously the world is just so weird and I have dissociation #mcrmadness' deep thoughts #idk why I chose the tags instead of writing under a read more link #and now can't copypaste the tags anymore so tags it is

[gogysglasses]

are they meeting up? sapnap, dream and george, i mean? i saw a bunch of people (one person actually) saying things about george probably spending dream's birthday with him? he never said he was traveling to florida, did he? i chose the WORST TIME to join this fandom EVERYTHING is happening and i know NOTHING WHO IS TECHNOBLADE i met quackity when he used to read reddit posts WHAT IS LORE WHATS CC!DREAM help me please give me a summary where do i start who are these people and why is ranboo so much younger than me

Ohhhhhhh anon you sweet summer child. This ask made me laugh actually, it's so chaotic and I'm so sorry. Ok ok where to even begin? Ok I'll start by answering the specific quesitons you asked and maybe hopefully give you some more help ok? ok. there's a lot of information but you'll get a hang of it!!! This could get long so answer is under the cut. Also feel free to message me or send me another ask if you have more questions!

-So everything about george being in florida is mostly a joke/rumor. Sapnap and Dream are roommates right now as of about 6 months ago. George will be moving to Florida eventually, and Dream has said probably sometime this year. People have been speculating about george being in florida for literally a year now, but it hasnt happened. Maybe for his birthday? Maybe??? But dream also said they would tell us when the dream team meetup happens.

-Technoblade is another mcyt (minecraft youtuber) and he's on the dream smp (I hope you know what that is) and is good friends with a lot of those people. His mc skin is a pig wearing a crown :) He's most "famously" known for being super good at minecraft, being part of the sbi (sleepy bois incorporated which is wilbur, technoblade, tommy and philza), and his stuff on the smp. He and Dream had a little competitiveness for a while because they were both so good at minecraft, they had a duel sponsored by Mr Beast, and techno won.

-Lore is basically just the plot/storyline of the dream smp. All of the members of the dream smp play a character of sorts and they’ve written a huge story that everyone is involved in. There’s kind of a “main” storyline with a ton of different side plots along the way. I would start with tommyinnit since a lot of his content follows the main story line and he’s kind of a catalyst for a lot of the plot. Obviously some of the plot doesn't include him, but I would start with that. 

-Here is a playlist of 180 youtube videos that contains most of the lore for the server. Not every stream on the smp is considered a “lore” stream. But the style of the smp is based on roleplay. The lore started off as just a bunch of friends goofing off but suddenly L’manburg is created, eret betrays everyone and the sadist makes an animation and it’s a big deal. So they started writing lore, and making a cohesive story. This wiki page is also a good place to start as far as knowing all of the members and their respective characters. I haven’t read the whole thing so idk how accurate it is, but you could spend some time here to figure out the story. Here is a timeline of the different arcs in the story that will probably confuse you more than anything but this is the “lore”: 

-cc!dream just stands for content creator dream. People make this distinciton to know whether or not you’re talking about the actual real life person or the character (which is just c!dream). so instead of saying just dream is manipulative (which could be confusing if you don’t know if they’re talking about the person or the character) you say c!dream or cc!dream. 

-I wish I knew the answer to the last question. As an older fan I’m often wondering how all of these children are so young and awesome but here we are

I’m more than willing to elaborate on anything here, and answer any other questions. Feel free to message me too :) I didn’t give a summary of the lore because I started to try and it got very very long. If anyone knows of any blogs or posts that have a pretty good summary lemme know so I can link it!! Good luck anon!!!

And assuming this is also you, I’m so sorry I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about so no wonder you’re confused. Is it just fanart? which tag were you looking at? worms????

#the end of this ask absolutely SENT me #ask tag #pleiades explains

[imaginexmeintheuniverse]

Not Pretty Much the Same

A lovely anon requested: 8 on the romance 25 days list with Peter maximoff x reader 😄🎄

8. Character A’s ex will be at the Christmas Party A is attending. Character B poses as A’s fiance.

Modern AU

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1, 762

Tags: @coltcas

Masterlist | Christmas Drabbles

A/N: idk if it's the same anon who requested the other Peter drabble but you chose perfectly 👌🏽 👌🏽 Also I feel like the prompt could have easily gone both ways, but then I remembered that scene from xma and couldn't not do this (it kinda just became a oneshot oops)

"You've got to be kidding me!" Peter throws his phone on your bed before flopping on it himself.

"Well a good evening to you too, Maximoff," you giggle, sympathetically petting his head that's made its way onto your lap. He flips onto his back and reaches for his phone. You presume he's trying to show you something, but he's moving so much you can't read any of the words on the screen. "I'm going to need you to elaborate."

"My ex is going to be at the Christmas Eve party tomorrow," he sighs, tossing his phone to the side again. You grab it and start scanning through her news feed. It doesn't take long to see why Peter wouldn't want to go anywhere near her. Scrolling through all her social media photos that showcase how successful she is, you stop at the one that probably drove him to throw this small fit. "She's going to be showing off that huge rock her fiancée proposed to her with an—"

"So don't go," you say bluntly, like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"I can't not go!"he whines like a child, throwing his hands up like you're totally missing the point. "I said I would go and if I back out now, she'll know that it's because of her and- could you get me some water please—" He looks up at you with puppy dog eyes and you roll your eyes at how dramatic he's being.

"I don't get it," you tell him as you stand from your bed to grab him the water bottle that sits on your desk. "You always said she was awful. Why do you care what she thinks?"

"Because, everything is pretty much the same with me! I'm a huge loser, but instead of living with my mom, I live in a huge mansion where the average age is half of mine." He then turns back onto his stomach and his words become slightly muffled by the pillow. "And I'm still single and haven't dated anyone since."

"Well, you're wrong about two things," you start, turning to him with a smirk. Peter raises an eyebrow, being both slightly terrified and turned on by the sly expression you have on your face. "One, everything is not the same because you've saved the world more times than she's emasculated you—"

"Well, I'm not sure about that one—"

"And two," you glare at him for interrupting you, which again, makes him feel conflicted about whether he's more scared or turned on by where you're going with this. "You're not single."

"I'm... not...?" You let out a chuckle at the impossibly confused expression he wears.

"You're looking at the future Mrs. Maximoff."

You stand in front of your full-length mirror admiring how you were actually able to find a dress you feel both comfortable in and know you look fabulous wearing it. Unfortunately, you seem to be having trouble with the zipper and have just let out a string of curses under your breath when you're interrupted by the sound of a certain silver-haired speedster zooming into your room.

"Wow..."

You can't help but laugh at the sight of Peter frozen; jaw dropped, the door left slightly ajar, his hair is blown out from the speeding and to top it all off, his untied tie slides off his neck and falls to his feet.

"Would you help me zip this up, please?" You ask politely. He snaps out of his daze and scrambles to pick his tie off the floor. You have to admit that he is pretty cute all flustered like that, although it only lasts a few seconds before he reaches you in a few quick strides with a smirk.

"I don't think that dress should be zipped up. In fact, I think it might look better on the fl—"

"Come on, Quicksilver," you mock-flirt with him.

"Okay, now I definitely don't want to zip up your dress." He shakes his head but does as you ask. His fingers work the zipper out of where it was stuck, his touch leaving shivers going down your spine as he glides it to the top and closes the clasp around the back neck-line of your dress. "I am one lucky man," he mutters under his breath, half-thinking you won't hear him.

"Thanks," you smile, turning around to face him. "Need some help with that?"

He nods with a sheepish grin and you get to work on his tie. While he stares up at the ceiling, you find yourself distracted by taking note of how handsome he looks all dressed up. In all the time you've been friends you've never seen him like this, and there's a butterfly that's making your stomach flip. You write off the feeling, blaming it on the combination of the close proximity and how well put together he is.

"Are you sure this is going to work?" he asks, head still slightly tilted upwards as you finish the knot.

"Of course," you chirp, letting your hands linger on his chest after smoothing out his shirt. "Look at us," You lightly grab his chin to turn his head to the mirror and link your arm in his. "We're the perfect couple."

"What was I thinking?!"

Peter, of course, chooses after having rung the doorbell to start freaking out and doubting this whole thing. "This isn't going to work! No one's going to believe for one second that you would- a-and she'll be all in my face about it- I'm obviously still a huge loser—"

"All right stop!" you cut him off effectively, placing your hands on his shoulders and forcing him to look at you. "You are not a loser, Peter."

"It was ridiculous to think that this could actually—" He averts his gaze from your eyes. "How am I supposed to go through with this?"

"What do you mean, Peter?" you ask, searching his expression to see what's really bothering him. Maybe he's more nervous than you thought he was and he just needs reassurance. "We've been over this a million times; everything's go to go smoothly.  Just trust me, okay?"

He takes a step backwards, shaking your hands off him, and for a moment you worry he might actually speed off and leave you stranded there out of pure anxiety, but then he takes a deep breath before moving closer— much closer to you. His hands gently take your cold ones into his warmer ones as he begins speaking, "We're going to go into that party and pretend all night that we're in love and getting engaged, and then tomorrow we're just supposed to act like none of it happened- I don't think I'll be able to do that."

Your eyebrows knit together in confusion and you shake your head. What is he going on about? "I-I don't understand—"

"You'll be able to go back to normal after tonight! I-I won't!" He snaps, letting go of your hands. They immediately feel colder and you feel like your heart has taken a punch. Peter starts repeating his words in slower, more comprehensible sentences, "You're going to pretend to be in love with me and that you can't wait to marry me, and I'll look at you like you're my whole world and I'm the luckiest guy in the world— except, I won't be pretending and being around you is going to become that much harder."

"I won't be pretending," you say so quietly he thinks he might be hearing things. He does a double take, scanning every inch of your face for a sign that he isn't hallucinating. The grin that spreads is impossible to fight as you repeat your words, "I won't be pretending."

He doesn't waste any time closing the distance between the two of you, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist and pulling you flush to him, effectively taking the air right out of your lungs before kiss lips come crashing down on yours. Responding immediately, you kiss him back, deepening it as your hands slide up his neck and your fingers tangle through his once-neat locks of hair.

"Hi there! Sorry it took so lo- oh..."

Your eyes widen as you're suddenly reminded where you are. Both turning your heads and only pulling apart slightly, you mutter low apologies to the host and greeting everyone. You don't even have to look at Peter to know that his ex probably saw the scene— not that he even cares about that, now that he knows the two of you would only be half-lying. But who knows, maybe in some time you wouldn't have to lie at all.

You walk into the party holding hands, fingers intertwined, and Peter leans down to whisper in your ear, "I'll help you unzip your dress later."

*Bonus Epilogue*

You wake up to the light that comes through the crack between the curtains, shining on your face. The figure beside you is wrapped under the blankets, the steady rise and fall of the form and the sound of light snores being the only signs of life, save for the strand of silver hair poking out from under the comforter. On one hand, he looks so comfy and peaceful that you want to let him sleep, but on the other...

You shake his shoulder lightly to which he groans and turns away from you. Chuckling you shake him a little harder and lean closer to his exposed ear, "Peter, wake up! It's Christmas!"

He instantly perks up, nearly smacking foreheads as he sits up. His expression is the mixture of a child on Christmas morning— which he might as well be, and something else. You can't quite put your finger on it, but you know that you feel it too.

Pushing yourself up onto your knees so that you face him, you lean up to press a sweet kiss to his lips. When you pull back, all you can see is his goofy love-struck smile as he speaks in a groggy lazy tone, "G'morning, gorgeous."

His hands go the either side of your face and he brings his lips back to yours. You break it off, leaving a pouting Peter on the bed as you leave the warmth of the blankets to retrieve your dress from the floor.

"Told you that dress was better left unzipped," he quips, reaching for your hand and pulling you in for a another kiss that you cut short.

"Shut up and come open presents with me."

#peter maximoff #peter maximoff x reader #peter maximoff imagine #potatowrites #christmas drabbles #quicksilver #quicksilver x reader #quicksilver imagine #quicksilver drabble #xmen #xmen imagine #x-men #x-men imagine #marvel #marvel imagine #oneshot #xmen oneshot #xmen one shot #x-men oneshot #marvel oneshot #not pretty much the same