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In a world of AO3 warriors, I'm forever a Tumblr Trooper...
Honestly thought I’d be like 78 years old before I’d get the news that a member of one direction died
Happy MAMMA MIA! day to those who celebrate
There’s got to be a term to describe that like. Extremely specific era of children’s literature where all the books were novellas printed on low quality paper, pumped out on a near monthly basis, and made for series that sometimes stretched into hundreds of books
Animorphs. Goosebumps. Bailey School Kids. Babysitter’s Club. Magic Treehouse. Series that plague public libraries and second hand book stores to this day. A genre that was nearly wiped out overnight by the success of Harry Potter, and the newfound desire for kids to read long form literature
It was like pulp fiction for kids
The Scholastic Age
i wrote my MS in book publishing thesis on this, so like for anyone actually interested i have the real answer. it actually wasnt wiped out by harry potter. this era is referred to in the publishing world as the near death of ya/childrens lit. that’s WHY it was on such low quality paper and why they had series with so many freaking books every single month. it was the final stage of cash grabbing before publishers p much accepted the genre was dead. that also contributed to why hp was rejected so many times, not bc jk is some underdog, but because literally no houses were picking up ya books. and it wasnt a newfound desire for long form. kids/teens had been yelling for years for more long form literature that actually reflected their struggles but the old assholes didnt wanna listen as always. arthur lavine, that old fuck who edited hp, wasnt gonna pick hp up either but his daughter or granddaughter literally begged him.
ps. it also was literally pulp fiction bc pulp fiction it gets its name FROM that low quality paper you were talking about. its got more wood bits and other less desirable stuff in it so its processed less which saves money and less desirable which also saves money. thats also why it has the best smell bc its the most tree and the least bleach
SPN FANDOM TRADITION: ALWAYS. REBLOG. ON. TUESDAY.
DO WANT THIS TRADITION TO STAY FOREVER IN THIS FANDOM
FANDOM LAW YOU MUST ABIDE
ALWAYS.
I will always reblog this
It’s here again!!!!
EVERY. SINGLE. TUESDAY.
So funny story; I listen to music all night (like I have music going to whole fucking night yo. It helps me sleep or some shit, idk.) So at midnight I was still up and I was just scrolling through Tumblr when RIGHT AT FUCKING 12AM Heat Of The Moment stars blasting through my speakers and I’m just sat there like
It’s a SPN family rule to reblog on Tuesdays!
IT’S TUESDAYYYYY!
Here we go again, hehe. :D
Tuesday
Somebody posted this at like ten last night and I got my days all sorts of mixed up. I woke up this morning thinking it was Wednesday.
always reblog this on the most magnificent day know as Tuesday!
And at that day, I swear we were infinite
I’ve yet to find a gif of this moment, so i made my own.
Dude…Asia
date of origin: 5th of april, 2011.
HEAT OF THE MOMENT
IT WAS THE HEAT OF THE MOMENT 😂
meirl
i literally never force myself to do anything thats probably my biggest problem abjzsdgdhdj
me: ugh i dont want to do that
brain: dont do it then
me: can’t argue with that
DAY 15
GIVE IT UP FOR DAY 15
You can only reblog this 12 times a year
Make the most of that
Every month I reblog this and every month I’m baffled that it’s already the 15th.
I’m scheduling this for every month
IT ONLY APPEARS ON THE FIFTEENTH OF EVRY MONTH
THIS ONLY APPEARS ON 15THS WTF
*slams reblog button*
in addition to the fact that people just have different natural rhythms, a big reason why we can’t seem to go to bed as early as we “should” is that nighttime is, for many of us, our safest and most fulfilling time of day. we don’t have to work, we won’t be contacted by bosses or insurance companies or collection agencies or other suffocating life business… we’re likely only to be contacted by our friends, or by no one at all. night time is release; it’s ours. we can rest or recreate. we can do things we actually want to do. who would choose to cut that short?? just to usher in the next morning when our lives are not our own again? nighttime is precious and nothing could be more normal than the desire to embrace this
So, y’all remember that post that said animals in urban areas slowly became nocturnal to avoid encounters with humans? Apparently that includes humans.
I read somewhere we developed different sleeping patterns to ensure that at lease one member of the family/tribe/village/group co-habitation situation, would always be alert to possible danger.
I think it’s funny because my dad and I are nocturnal and my mom and sister are early birds. So whenever I quietly prowl around for nighttime snacks I think “Sleep soundly, family mine. I shall guard our dwelling by staying up aill night KonMari-ing my sock drawer and watching Full Metal Alchemist for the 27th time.”
She’s no man D:
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Anyone else think this looks like Milo Thatch
id love for someone to please explain to me how i ended up terrified of any kind of intimacy while craving it constantly all at the same time
Abuse bro
Saving these tags bc I mean. Look at them
i just realized that most of the people on tumblr share one thing in common with me: becoming emotionally attached to fictional characters due to the lack of stable, meaningful relationships to us in real life
this will be me on saturday, i have a wedding to go to
It really drives me insane that I don’t know how people feel about me. Like am I nice??? Am I funny???? Am I mean???? Am I rude??? Am I obnoxious??? Am I dumb???? What am I????????????????????
hi I’m a therapist some people come to me to break down severe childhood trauma some people come to me because their job is super stressful some people come to me because they’re worried all the time about stuff that they know they shouldn’t be worried about but they worry anyway some people come to me because they’re bad at focusing some people come to me because their mom said they should but they’re enjoying the experience anyway what i’m saying is there is no wrong time, reason, or explanation to come see a therapist. we’re ready for you.
Reblogging because someone probably needs to hear this.
Wish I had money to