Hi, I’m Alicia! 20s, she/they, giant nerd. Welcome to the madness!
I read, write, and bookbind fanfiction. This is my reblog account, where I reblog anything and everything (usually fandom-y goodness and memes). You can also find me on my AO3 reader account (I have a fairly extensive bookmarks collection–if we share a fandom/OTP, feel free to peruse the filters!) and my Twitter.
For my writing and bookbinding posts, I post under the username chubsonthemoon–you can find my work on my AO3 writing account and my writing/bookbinding Tumblr.
I mostly dabble in various animanga and danmei fandoms, but I’m also a big fan of Good Omens, Our Flag Means Death, What We Do in the Shadows, The Sandman, and Star Trek (TOS/TNG/AOS). You can also find a full list of Things I Love on my Dreamwidth, where I occasionally post meta and other rambles.
Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy your stay! <3

















![A screenshot of the poem "Instructions on Not Giving Up" by Ada Limón. To hear it read by the author, visit the link in body of post. Otherwise, it reads: More than the fuchsia funnels breaking out of the crabapple tree, more than the neighbor’s almost obscene display of cherry limbs shoving their cotton candy-colored blossoms to the slate sky of Spring rains, it’s the greening of the trees that really gets to me. When all the shock of white and taffy, the world’s baubles and trinkets, leave the pavement strewn with the confetti of aftermath, the leaves come. Patient, plodding, a green skin growing over whatever winter did to us, a return to the strange idea of continuous living despite the mess of us, the hurt, the empty. Fine then, I’ll take it, the tree seems to say, a new slick leaf unfurling like a fist to an open palm, I’ll take it all. [End I.D.]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/b24d4393270656167bd9709d0778bed6/9f346f31f216b494-82/s640x960/87d8c2d53c4f1e32cf7188ee466971d184f5350a.png)
![A screenshot of the poem "The Orange" by Wendy Cope. It reads: At lunchtime I bought a huge orange— The size of it made us all laugh. I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave— They got quarters and I had a half. And that orange, it made me so happy, As ordinary things often do Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park. This is peace and contentment. It’s new. The rest of the day was quite easy. I did all the jobs on my list And enjoyed them and had some time over. I love you. I’m glad I exist. [End Image Description.]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/ea6ed772e02c6f8a5644675731a7d565/9f346f31f216b494-20/s640x960/10e48521fba6f2b77cf6363906595bf7591b49ae.png)





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