the original story i’ve been posting to ao3 is now officially tied for third in terms of subscriptions and i’m 🎉as hell about it
I have a very vivid memory of sitting in a first grade classroom (first grade was my first actual classroom because my mom homeschooled me for kindergarten) thinking “I am literally going to die, I can’t live one more minute without reading a story, but I’ve already gotten my book confiscated for peeking at it during class and I have no backup book and I’m going to die” and then thinking in a burst of divine inspiration “WHAT IF I TELL MYSELF A STORY INSIDE MY HEAD. THEY CAN’T TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME. PHYSICALLY THEY CANNOT.”
they could not
But then when I was in second grade (at a different school, because I told my mom I wished I could die so I didn’t have to go to school any more and it alarmed her so much she got me sent to a Montessori-influenced magnet school instead) we had spelling “pre tests” on Mondays where we were given (out loud) a big long list of words to write down, all on a theme (like say “trees”) and ranging in difficulty from simple (“leaf”) to complex (“deciduous”), and depending on how many you spelled right, your spelling words to study for the week were either the simplest set, the medium set, or the most complex set.
Great system, right? Except that I was such an insufferable little bookworm I routinely got them ALL right, which resulted in me being excused from spelling most weeks and told to write a story instead, which is really how it all began, because until then I hadn’t written anything down.
Oppression may stimulate the imagination but nurture and encouragement are where it’s AT
one time my brother said that emotion wasnt interesting/good and it was too repetitive and ive never considered murder seriously until that moment
he turned it off mid album and i havent forgiven him since
I didn't realise that you meant the iconic Carly Rae Jepsen album and I just assumed he was talking about. the human experience of emotion
look don’t get me wrong i love stucky and always have but now that i ship winterfalcon i just see people out here always interpreting these little sam/bucky moments through the lens of Steve and i just.......come on, guys, jump in to this ship, the water feels great
It’s only fanfic if it’s from the Fanfique region of France. Otherwise it’s just sparkling pornography.
Hey, Adora. 😼
Sebastian’s Couch: A 3-Part Saga
The man on the bridge. I knew him.
make me choose → asked by anonymous
↳ steve saying bucky or bucky saying steve?
— Lauren Eden.
harry potter series + writing
why must life have a grand purpose? is it not enough to have some basil, and mozzarella?
Anyone have the gif’s of the Chilean goalkeeper Christiane Endler lifting two of her teammates with ease.
I need them for um reasons lol
Let’s take a look at it one more time
Just so we’re clear about what an absolute unit this woman is
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TV show maybe???
me continuing to make terrible posts about my extremely niche interests instead of anything people actually followed me for:
Note: this is not ferret abuse, they really do enjoy being carried like sacks of potatos.
As a ferret owner I can confirm that my three ferrets do not give a single fuck about being held like that. A ferret WILL let you know if it doesn’t like how you’re holding it. But they like being turned into potato sacks for some reason.
Yeah ferrets get super limp sometimes when you hold them, plus they have a flexible spine and ribs, it doesn’t bother them a bit. They are just loose sacks of meat and kleptomania.
Me continuing to make my extremely niche posts while gesturing with a consenting ferret