Time for a change, LadyPfenix is no more, we are the Admirable Admiranda now.
(The profile picture was more an accident, my Phoenix fell off so now we have a heron until I find one I like more)
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Time for a change, LadyPfenix is no more, we are the Admirable Admiranda now.
(The profile picture was more an accident, my Phoenix fell off so now we have a heron until I find one I like more)
I had an interesting night last night
I’m so glad I have tumblr gold so I can view this post
Tumblr gold users rise up
you can only reblog if you have tumblr gold. dont even try if you dont.
There was a young man from Peru
Whose limericks stopped at line two
There once was a man from Verdun
There once was a man from the sticks Whose limericks stopped at line six. They were fine till line five Then they took quite a dive — But the problem is easy to fix If you just ignore the last line, it doesn't even follow the rhyme scheme oh god I've really lost control of this thing I'm so sorry...
There once was a man
From Cork who got limericks
And haiku confused.
There once was a man from the sticks
Who liked to compose limericks
But he failed at the sport
Because he wrote them too short
@limerickshere
There once was a fellow named Dan, Whose poetry never would scan. When told this was so, He replied, "Yes, I know-- It's because I try to squeeze as many syllables into the last line as I possibly can."
On Tumblr did lasses and lads Their way with fail poetry had. You're having your fun But you're fooling no one - It takes skill to do something this bad.
My name is poet
And i is smrt
With thinkin thngs
Like words n art
Wen all are busy
Countin the lines
I stay up late
I limerlick the rhyme
The absolute contempt for these locks is palpable.
“You write the beginning and then you go back and rewrite the beginning, and you never got off page one. It’s kind of a syndrome, and I have a rash piece of advice which is — Go on, page two, page three, and never look back. Get something finished, no matter how lousy it is. […] Perfectionists cannot get going unless they kind of do violence to their own instincts, and just blast ahead.”
— Ursula K. Le Guin, The Last Interview and Other Conversations
I feel like the first class you played in DND tells a lot about you
Reblog and put in the tags what your first class was
Who died and made you the headcanon peer review committee.
Jsyk I have bruised ribs and it hurts to laugh rn stop being so funny
(don't stop)
all i'm saying is that if the only lens you can enjoy a story or a character dynamic through is romance and shipping, then well. your media analysis skills are just kinda shit actually. and i'm not sorry for saying it. you're missing the point of the story in question and removing the things that make it unique by shoving everything into boxes. not everything goes in the square hole.
DING DING DING!!!!!! YOU UNDERSTAND
as someone who is extremely tired of the "playing dolls" and "fandom is supposed to be fun!/let people enjoy things!" mentality and has had bricks thrown at them for this before this is EXACTLY what i'm talking about. people claim that tumblr fandom is somehow more intellectual or whatever and then you come on here and people are bending over backwards to fit everything into cookie cutter molds without ever thinking about it any deeper than surface level at best and if you call them out on this they get highly defensive about how actually people are allowed to do whatever they want!! and you're policing fandom by saying anything about it!!!! it's so tiring
If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading
the magic she loves
If I can be a hater for a second: I find the mystique around the phrase "wine-dark sea" to be rather tedious. Like. It's clearly referring to shade rather than hue. Idk if it's different in ancient Greek but I don't think Homer ever said "the wine-colored sea." It literally has the word "dark" in the thing, you guys.
If I said that something black was "as black as the night," would you take that to mean it's a sort of dark blue spangled with stars and planets? You would not.
Sparks of Tomorrow has finally brought us equality
I’m weeping. even in the character line-up, he’s doing boobs and butt. and meanwhile the women get to just exist in peace
there's this weird thing people fall into online a lot, where people assume that if the [perceived-to-be-inferior] version of [activity] is discouraged then people will, naturally, do [perceived-to-be-superior] version of [activity] instead. When really it's just as (or more) likely that if [perceived-to-be-inferior] version of [activity] is discouraged people just won't do it at all.
audiobook listeners are not necessarily people who would otherwise do a lot of traditional reading if audiobooks did not exist, many are people who simply would experience zero books. Booktok romance readers would not necessarily be reading the classics if booktok did not exist, many of them would simply not read. Fanfiction writers would not necessarily be novelists if fanfic wasn't an option, many would just be people who didn't write. You know?
The girls are sleeping.
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still caring about internet friends you lost touch with years ago is so embarrassing. yeah i had a deam we met up irl recently. the last time we spoke was maybe 7-8 years ago. i still wear the laces we randomly decided was a sign of our friendship. i dont know what any of your socials are or if youre even active on any. sometimes i see someones art resemble yours and i wonder for hours. do you still go by that name you chose? whenever i see it i wonder if its you. we couldve passed each other in this vastness a thousand times and not have a clue.
we were lonely kids having fun together. do you remember?