reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something
“I hope this email finds you well”
First of all the only emails that ever find me well are from AO3
Oddly specific. Got a deposit for 6,837 today
fuck it, i never ever do those “reblog for X, this one really works!” posts, but this one doesn’t have any of that BS, this is just straight up wishing us good things; and then the comment doesn’t even say any of that either. Zero claims on this post, all positive vibes
May you end this week feeling ever more certain of a future you’ll love
How i read fics
This user supports AO3
This user is anti-censorship
This user believes in “don’t like, don’t read”
This user believes in “ship and let ship”
This user believes that fiction tastes and preferences do not dictate moral character
This user believes it is your responsibility to shun content that is harmful to you.
This user believes fictional characters have no preferences, feelings, or rights.
The fact that im getting raw dogged by life everyday. Don’t have any medication to take the edge off. Nor any addiction, I don’t even got a religion or spirituality to fall back on. Im facing this life stone cold sober every goddamn day??? Why???
Me when im awake, alert, unmedicated, sober and not religious
Just a couple of dudes reminding you that Aldis Hodge is, in fact, the sexiest man alive. In addition to being a horologist, he's also a painter and a violinist. He also went to school for architecture.
Just a couple of dudes reminding you that Aldis Hodge is, in fact, the sexiest man alive. In addition to being a horologist, he's also a painter and a violinist. He also went to school for architecture.
tumblr will always be a better website than twitter because you can only retweet a tweet once, whereas on this website if i really like a post i can make my followers scroll past it twelve times in a row
let the revolution begin
the thing about being alone is that it’s so peaceful and freeing and cool apart from the evenings you descend into literal hell
And from now on, I’ll make sure that you never forget.
Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem
[ Text ID: I am doing my best to not become a museum / of myself. I am doing my best to breathe in and out. ]