what were you guys' favorite time table as a kid. mine was 8x4=32

8x4=32 was a mentor to me but 6x4=24 was her hot daughter and 4x3=12 was my pet dog. you understand

8x7=56 was my worst enemy you are all invoking her name in my presence and it is casting evil spells on me

You wouldn’t last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

I posted this on tiktok and it got 2 likes and a comment that asked me if this is a fanfic i'm writing. They don't teach history in your fandom school?? Never forget.

we might not have got a destiel kiss but now every time a fictional guy that people gay-imprint on gets to gay kiss someone on tv, destiel and supernatural trend on tumblr in a tribute to those who paved the way. and so the cycle repeats and castiel’s final words live on.. maybe happiness isn’t in the having after all

the party ended 5 years ago and i’m still here

u know ur a tumblr local when u immediately come here to make sure ao3 is down and see people already posting about it. how dare ao3 be down and deprive me of my gay fanfiction. this is homophobic.

edit: just saw it’s for maintenance and i forgive them. their work makes a wonderful reading experience for me, so.

Join me in raising a glass, to a fic that raised the bar ...

And the Award goes to ...

@arwamachine for Indefinite Lines

Nominated by @discordantwords and echoed by @the-reading-lemon for 'Author most likely to make me scream about those two idiots in every single chapter'.

Read the fic that has critics raving: "An Absolute MASTERPIECE!", "Had me completely enthralled from start to finish!", "A tour de force!", "Wrenching. Heartbreaking. Painful and Beautiful.", "Crafted so carefully!", "I'm a puddle of emotions 🫠", "One of the BEST johnlock fics ever!", "Earned it's place in the top 10 fics of all time!", "The Love Was There!"

To scream about those two loveable idiots more, as only Arwa can deliver! ... also check out Monsters in the Woods, Full Mount, and To Stand Before the Storm. All worthy of their own award consideration!

Definitely on the side of the Angels ...

And the Award goes to ...

@totallysilvergirl

nominated by @keirgreeneyes @ninasnakie @7-percent (and backed up wholeheartedly by the writing fandom!) we decided not to overwhelm her with titles when so encompassed by one!

Follow the blog critics are hailing as: "A Bollocking Brilliant Mind!", "An exquisitely talented writer", "Chief Fandom Cheerleader", "An absolute delight!", "A Guardian Angel to Fic Writers in the fandom", "Silver takes the GOLD in friendship", "She reblogs, reccies, cheerleads, betas, inspires and enthuses!", (and for her involvement and contributions to @fluffbruary ...) "I might have died from lack of fluff, if not for her timely interventions!"

Check out all of Silvergirl's own award-worthy fics on AO3, including: 'Ride On', 'Drawn to Stars', 'Solace & Joy' and 'Sunday Evening, 6 P.M.' ... !!! (a personal fave!) and as the 'Guardian Angel of Fic Writers' one should not be surprised to find her collection of: 'Getting to Know Johnlock Authors' introducing new readers to new authors in the fandom every day!

We'd physically give you the award (if we knew how to make one irl!) but I'm pretty sure you're already wearing the wings!

does anyone else feel weird & not good or is it just me

Something’s in the air, fr

blogging

Me trying to get the last bit of whipped cream out of the can.

@todaysbird

😳 What is this?! Why does it sound like that!?

This is a kiwi! They call primarily to stay in touch with their mates or guard their territory, but I’m not sure why they chose to sound like a velociraptor that smokes a pack a day.

Very dinosaur of them, sweet

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Can’t risk it

The duck of creativity. I waited so long for it.

Well, I don’t want to take the chance. And maybe it will give me some creativity.

I need this. Especially if I’m gonna end up losing my motivation cause of school which just started.

This’ll come in handy

I desperately need it

Please save me from the empty void of writers block.

please get me out of this art block hellhole

Weh

Computers are so awesome

I don’t have any anyway, i hope it gives me some

Please help

Don't ever hesitate. Reblog this. TUMBLR RULE. When you see it, REBLOG IT.

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Let's play... Bella or Watson?

While waiting for the next Letters from Watson email to arrive, fancy joining me in a little game of BELLA OR WATSON?

Some of these statements were written by Dr John H Watson about his friend Mr Sherlock Holmes. Some were written by Bella Swan about Edward, the hot teenage vampire from Twilight.

[IMG Silhouettes of Dr Watson and Bella Swan, text reads Watson or Bella]

(This was inspired by a tumblr post, but I'm afraid it's lost to the mists of ancient dash for me by now. Answers are under the cut!]

With his long, white, nervous fingers he adjusted [REDACTED], and [REDACTED].

glanced sideways at the beautiful [REDACTED], who was [REDACTED], [REDACTED] with long, pale fingers

His eyes were gloriously intense as he uttered that last sentence

I turned and he was leaning toward me, his pale, glorious face just inches from mine.

In the darkness he looked much more normal. Still pale, still dreamlike in his beauty, but no longer the fantastic sparkling creature of our sunlit afternoon.

In height he was rather over six feet, and so excessively lean that he seemed to be considerably taller. His eyes were sharp and piercing Watson or Bella?

His face flushed and darkened. His brows were drawn into two hard black lines, while his eyes shone out from beneath them with a steely glitter. 

An instant later he pulled me back into the blackest corner of the room, and I felt his warning hand upon my lips. The fingers which clutched me were shivering.

It was worth a wound—it was worth many wounds—to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. 

ANSWERS UNDER THE CUT

You can rip my purple prose from my stiff cold fingers istg