#readera

Tim leans back just enough to watch the pair of them warily. Lasagna appears to be being assembled now, but otherwise he has absolutely no idea what the two of them are doing. They both seem fully aware of what not only they’re doing but what the other’s doing, though.

Tim really doesn’t know how to take that.

"I currently have hundreds of ao3 tabs open on my phone"

"when ao3 goes down I cry because I can't read anything"

"I've had a beloved fic vanish when an author deleted their ao3 works"

"the amount of fics in my ao3 Marked for Later category is unknowable"

then let me introduce you to the ReadEra app!

This is a free app, with no ads (at least not the version I have*) that is available for both Android and Apple devices!

*I have auto-update turned off on my apps and I haven't updated this one in years. It still functions perfectly. And there is a premium version of ReadEra but I can't say if it's worth it since I've never paid a cent for this app.

ReadEra features:

Make custom Collections (I sort by ship but you could do fandom or trope. And you can have multiple Collections per fic! So some of mine are "Stony, Fluff" or "Stony, Smut")

Change font size, typeface, and background page color to your liking

Add fics to your Favorites list with the star icon ★

Fics in a series get automatically named and numbered with a clickable link in the app so you can easily move from one story to the next in a series

Bookmark your favorite pages in a fic by tapping the top right corner as you read

Leave notes and reviews on a fic (that only you can see). You can use these to remind yourself what parts you liked to comment on (positive ofc!) or to jog your memory when you're searching through your Collections later for a specific story

Once fics are downloaded you can read from your device even without wifi (like airplane mode or during a power outage)

To be able to easily read fics from ao3, first download the app to your device.

Then when you find what you want to read on ao3 download the fic as an EPUB file.

MOBI and PDF files also work for the most part, and if you have existing files in these formats the app will read them, but the formatting for fics is much better with an EPUB file. Trust me on this! For example, whatever the author has written for the fic's ao3 Summary will show up on the About Document screen in ReadEra as an Annotation (a lifesaver if you're like me and have 300 fics for your otp and don't remember them all by title)

Note: If you add this app to your phone it will also read any PDF's you might have downloaded. I've never found this to be a problem but if you want you could make a "Non Fic" Collection or something to sort them into.

The downloaded EPUB files should be automatically brought into your ReadEra app (you might have to refresh your Books and Documents page) and then you can read, bookmark, and sort by collection to your heart's content!

Remember: Follow the link on the Afterword page to leave kudos and comments on the fics you read!

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Above example fic: Piece of Work, by Orbing_Arrow: Stony, G-rated, 2k, and in my personal Deserted Island Collection!

Let’s do different quirks for Eraser/Mic, for the comedy value.  For this ask meme!

moment of silence

Shota is pretty sure his quirk is a cosmic joke at his expense.  Shota is not an atheist, because his quirk is definitive proof that there is a higher power, and that higher power is a dick.

Oh well.  At least it takes care of the two-pointer in his path in short order, leaving his competition with a mess of shattered metal to navigate if they want to catch up with him.  Shota clears his throat and pours on the speed.

“I didn’t even know he could talk,” he hears a 1-B student say as Shota runs past her, which--probably fair.  He answers questions when called on, but outside of his class, he’s pretty sure he’s never spoken in school.  He just doesn’t like idle chitchat.  He also took longer than most to get a handle on his quirk and the old habit of keeping his mouth shut dies hard as fuck, apparently.

He doesn’t win the obstacle course--that honor goes to Iida, who blasts through the last section like a video game glitch on legs--but Shota places okay, and stays comfortably middle-of-the-road in the second contest, a four-team free-for-all capture-the-flag match.  He’s placed on offensive protection of their flag, which is worth the collective points of every individual player’s bandana and therefore is very nearly a guaranteed victory for the person who steals it, and so Shota keeps watch and shouts down every invader without much of an eye toward avoiding collateral damage.

At least the arena is used to taking heavy hits, because he does a number on one of the bleacher backstops.

"Hey,” an unfamiliar voice all but yells in his ear when the match is over, and a body hits Shota hard, taking him by surprise.  “That was awesome!”

“Thank you,” Shota says stiffly, and the stranger lets him go sheepishly--a general studies kid who’s made it this far on what seems to be sheer blind luck, slipping through when people stop to let their quirks rest.  He has blond hair spiked up like some kind of bird and he’s grinning at Shota through eyes that are so bloodshot it looks like he’s never slept in his life.

“Looking forward to facing you in the ring,” the guy says, dropping Shota a wink, and shows off what he has in his hand--two team flags, and Iida’s bandana.

Shota gives him a wary nod and makes a mental note to play it very safe indeed during the tournament, because like hell is some loud kid with a mystery quirk going to beat him that badly in the ring.

It’s scary, Kon thinks without meaning to, and buries an upset whine in his–paws, because he’s got fucking paws right now–buries an upset whine in his paws and huddles in tight against Krypto’s chest. Because–because it is Krypto, and he’s so small and everything else is so big, and it’s so hard to think–

The puppy sobs into Krypto’s fur, and Krypto bumps its head with his nose and sniffs at it a few more times, then starts licking it again and nuzzles it, and . . . and everything’s really scary, still, but . . . but Kon can almost think right, with Krypto calming the puppy’s stupid puppy brain down. Almost. 

At least he–at least he can think, a little. 

And at least he remembers he’s Kon. 

Clark tries to figure out how to explain this problem and not sound like an insane person in the process. He’ll just . . . start with the basics, he figures. The root issue. And he’ll expand from there, and explain. Just–elevator pitch the explanation, essentially. 

“I couldn’t give him Jon, obviously, and Kara said ‘no’ when I asked her, and Karen’s practically our age, and John Henry wouldn’t have let me give him Natasha either, I’m pretty sure, and that’s all the ones we even have, but also I’m literally Superman so it’s not like I couldn’t find plenty more anywhere he wanted, but he keeps not wanting!” he bursts out all at once at–mostly non-super speed, he thinks. 

Lois stares blankly at him over the Daily Star.