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@hanchewie / hanchewie.tumblr.com

28, she/her. Very multifandom, mostly sci-fi and fantasy. Jewish sideblog @oseh-shalom
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mactiir

obsessed with mass market paperbacks. their pleasing rectangular proportions. how they fit badly in a hoodie pocket so you can drag them around everywhere with you like a temporary little buddy. the way they fit in your hand because they're MADE for human hands and not as bookshelf decoration. the way the pages feel when you riffle them gently with your thumb. How pristine and crisp they look when you get them and how creased and folded they look when you're done, even if you try to be nice to them. how that wear is okay, how that's correct actually, because they're made with the philosophy that books aren't meant to be PRETTY, they're meant to be read. that little ripple new ones get on the left side from where you hold them when you're reading, the way the ripple only goes as far as you've read, because u change stories by reading as they are changing you. how you can find thousands of these creased and folded and loved little dudes in every thrift store and used book shop and neighborhood library and you can instantly see the ones that someone carried around in a backpack for weeks or read to pieces or gave up on halfway through because they wear being read like fresh snow wears footprints. I love these poorly made, subpar little rectangles so much. truly the people's books.

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mellowthorn
"Did I have a fit last night?" A small silence preceded his words. He kept his voice casual. "A small one, perhaps. You tossed your head about and trembled for a time in your sleep. I held you still. It passed." He did not want to speak of it any more than I did.
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lamaery

Lessie and Wax One of the first images springing into my mind when I started my Wax and Wayne reread. (I mean it is from the very first chapter from Alloy of Law). I really completely forgot all details about their relationship from my first read so it was kind of nice to experience all the twists and turns of it again. ————– [Image description: Drawing of Lessie and Wax crouching behind a fence made from wooden logs and branches held together with rope. There is a colored version and just the scraggly linear. Both are holding revolvers in their hands, are wearing dusters over their clothes and look to be at least in the midst of their thirties. Their coats, pants and boots are smudged with the dusty, red earth.  Lessie’s duster is a muggy white and has a small cape part over the shoulders. Her brown hair is pulled back into a ponytail. She has a square, suntanned face and gives Wax a cheeky, challenging look. Wax’s darker coat is cut into tassel at the shoulders and below the waist. Under it he wears a white waistcoat with a silver cravat and broad rimmed hat on his head. His black hair is almost shoulder length and his long face is framed by equally long sideburns. He looks back at Lessie, obvious adoration on his face.]

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