Werwulf, de Robert Eggers.
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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Cosmic Funnies
Cosimo Galluzzi
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Love Begins
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Xuebing Du
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The Stonewall Inn

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@ethicallysourcedslut
Werwulf, de Robert Eggers.
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Hellooooo, I hope you’re doing well
I hope this doesn’t bother you but I’ve just reread ‘All I Wanna Say Is’ and I freaking love it and it’s such well written smut!
I’m curious if you would ever update this one again? I did see your note that you’re working on a novel so I hope that is going well also 🫂
Yes I will be updating that story! And thank you so much for your kind words. I’ve had a very busy year and am still working on editing my novel, but I promise, I’ll post more! Thank you again 🙂↕️🙂↔️😜
"Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird."
-Keats, Ode to a Nightingale
"you already left kudos here"
And??? Let me like it again??? Clearly it deserves more??
I think ao3 is literally the only site where no censorship means no censorship. you can post the most vile things on there — things that will get taken down on any other platforms — and ao3 will protect you, your works, and your rights to create whatever you want, however you want.
and no, this isn’t me saying “write that messed up, disgusting thing” because while, yes, write it if it’s what you want (I myself enjoy writing dark fics, something I believe would be considered “vile” to a lot of people), this is me saying in a world of censorship and capitalism, ao3 really is a treasure.
everybody say thank you ao3
“I want to write a fic about this but I don’t think anybody will be interested in it” ummm hello excuse me ma’am what do you mean you don’t think anybody will be interested in it??? YOU. YOU ARE INTERESTED IN IT???? write it because YOU are interested in it and YOU want to write about it. fanfic writing should always be first and foremost about YOUR enjoyment, not other people’s.
COLIN FIRTH as MR. DARCY and JENNIFER EHLE as ELIZABETH BENNET
PRIDE AND PREJUDICE (1995) dir. simon langton
the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be a part of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.
Ungoliant
Primeval devourer of light
Pale Blue Afternoon Dress
c. 1867
Silk taffeta and silk faille
Label: Worth & Bobergh / 7. Rue de la Paix 7 Paris
Albany Institute of History & Art
Raoul: “Who is that in there?”
Ivory Silk Evening Dress with Loopy Ribbons
c. 1903
Hopkins Costume Trust
before you make fun of a person doing something brave and vulnerable like dancing or singing or reading poetry in front of a lot of people:
don’t.
Inspired by zeorigir somehow
The love of my beloved is there, on the other side, The river swallows my body. In this season, Nun (the flood) is strong. And a crocodile is waiting on the sandbank. Still I go down to the water, wading through the waves... the crocodile, I find, is like a mouse. The floodwaters are like land under my feet. It is her love that makes me strong. So she will cast a water-spell for me, And I will see the one whom my heart loves, standing right before me. Standing right before me.
- A section of a poem inscribed on a vase found in Deir el Medinah, Egypt between 1292 - 1077 BC (article about the poem: X, how it might have sounded: X)