I’m Bi But Bi And Bolden-Haired Isn’t A Thing

gabby//26 she//her eternal optimist. I like geeky stuff, hot people, and people having rights.

[gayandgoldenhaired]

Seeking domestic get-together first time shadowgast fic? Here ya go!

Please enjoy

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31964587

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Excerpt:

“So, where are you heading next?” Caleb asks. “Back to the Grove?”

“I think I'm tired of gardening for now. Would also, frankly, like a non-vegetarian meal.” Essek shrugs. “I’m not sure where I’ll go. I have no plans.”

Caleb hmms. Come stay with me, his alcohol-muddled brain insists. “Wherever you go, I’m sure you’ll find something.” I have a spare room. “And if you have business in Rexxentrum, I’m always available for a visit.” There’s a library, and a laboratory—

Essek smiles. “I’ll be sure to take you up on that. If you have time for me in between your teaching and constantly annoying the entire Dwendalian government.”

“Don’t forget inspiring light sedition among the youth.”

“Naturally.” Essek curls his long fingers under his sharp jawline and leans on the arm of the chair. He has a dusting of silver freckles along his cheekbone, like a pale galaxy, or the stars in a beacon. Caleb wonders what colors his skin would turn if he brushed his thumb along that line.

The song changes to something slower and more melancholy; something a bard played when the night had drawn on and the candles were falling low. A slow waltz.

“Dance with me,” Caleb’s tongue says before his brain can stop it. “If you want.”

Essek’s mouth falls open, and Caleb’s stomach falls with it. But then the corners of his mouth curl up and his eyes crinkle, and he says, “With you? Anything.”

[tiktoksthataregood-ish]

[salamandorange]

The most PATHETIC lil baby sounds...

[whitebear-ofthe-watertribe]

I love when little creatures who are entirely loved and well cared for have the BIGGEST baby reactions to normal things. Like yes sweet pea, you DO have the hardest life of anyone ever, for sure, and you’re SO BRAVE about this minor inconvenience of *checks notes* having some water touch you

[cephalon-sancti]

There is nothing sadder and more pathetic than a baby marine mammal having to get into the water. They are suffering the most out of any baby animal ever. How dare they be introduced to their natural environment.

[unsolids-your-snake]

My favorite thing about fanfic authors is they can identify any gap in a canon timeline where characters are offscreen and exploit the ever living fuck out of it

They see a time skip of any length and go

[icy-spicy]

[unsolids-your-snake]

I love this energy

[girldraki]

[heatherwitch]

Ray Bradbury’s short story “There Will Come Soft Rains” that was written in 1950 is set on the day of August 4th, 2026 (tomorrow)!! Now’s your chance to read it around the time it’s based in!

Audio: A recording of Leonard Nimoy reading it on Internet Archive.

Text: A PDF version.

Graphic Novel: On Internet Archive.

[dogposts]

the way this shiba puppy yawns (please unmute)

[long-may-he-reign]

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[aikothevizsla]

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[wanderer-chronicles]

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[she-is-amused]

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[pyromanicdaydreamer]

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[wavebirddash]

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[the-dearest-nilhism]

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[heatherwitch]

Ray Bradbury’s short story “There Will Come Soft Rains” that was written in 1950 is set on the day of August 4th, 2026 (tomorrow)!! Now’s your chance to read it around the time it’s based in!

Audio: A recording of Leonard Nimoy reading it on Internet Archive.

Text: A PDF version.

Graphic Novel: On Internet Archive.

[unamccormack]

I used to set this one for second year undergraduate creative writing seminars on writing science fiction on a double bill with Octavia E. Butler's "Bloodchild" and no-one here gets out alive.

[regionalpancake]

!!!! Today is the only chance we’ll ever have to listen to this absolute banger of apocalyptic fiction on the very day the story is set 😲✨

Nemoy’s voice is PERFECT in this!

(A content warning if you do listen - the dog dies, though it’s not super graphic)

[regionalpancake]

I paused the robot vacuum so I could listen to this 1950’s story predicting the robot vacuum.

[2manypdfs]

happy There Will Come Soft Rains by Ray Bradbury day

[map9810-blog]

[enodiamoon]

[peacevine]

You Are Not Immune To fanart of characters who die in canon that has them alive and well, with scars from the wound that originally killed them

[peacevine]

[tinfoilmagician-deactivated2025]

Opening the notes and immediately taken out by prev.

[sonbaited]

is grapefruit the only ableist fruit out there or are there more

[vitariesocks]

just received the best text message I’ve ever had. from my mom

[vitariesocks]

2 pics. no caption

[byiuiki]

I took the shirt off and an extra

[mooreaux]

Hayden has a coffee mug in his bedroom filled with birdseed, canonically, and so the first thought I had upon finding it was: the chicken absolutely sleeps in the bed

[orcarriagesthatwork]

I think about this cake every day

[tizzymcwizzy]

sorry for exposing your tags but this is hilarious

[microsuedemouse]

OP, I hope you don’t mind me making an addition:

When I turned 17, we ordered a cake at the grocery store for my party, as we’d done many times before. If you wanted something written on the cake you’d write it into a section of the order form. We requested, very simply, “Happy Birthday Courtney”. When we went to pick it up the day of the party, this is what we got.

The bakery employees had absolutely no explanation for this. The order form, attached to the box, very clearly did not contain any of those extra names. Whomever had done the writing was no longer in, so there was no one to ask how this had happened. The fact that the name ‘Juan’ is misspelled bewilders me to this day. (I’ve never seen ‘Miley’ without the E, either, but it’s believable that someone might spell it that way.) Did this cake slip in from an alternate universe where I’m one quarter of a set of Hispanic quadruplets? Dyslexic Hispanic quadruplets, maybe?

This cake became the focal point of my party. At least two of my friends regularly called me ‘Courtney Mily Jaun Pablo’ for years to come. My siblings and I still reference it sometimes, eleven years later. It is probably the funniest thing ever to occur at any birthday celebration of my life, and may well remain so for the rest of my days.

I love a botched cake.

[helenarth]

one time me and some pals spotted one of those big cookie cakes in a store. it was done up with red icing and little X's for kisses and in the middle it said

No One Like You

now, it took us a while to realise it meant "(there is) no one like you". at first, we all parsed it as a botched "no one like(s) you"

for ages after when we'd wind each other up we'd declare "NO ONE LIKE YOU ☹️👎"

[itseasytoremember]

I just feel like it's important to post the Sacred Texts

[risk-repeater]

this job market is a fucking nightmare

[nedlittle]

today i'm thinking about how dave malloy inverts the theatre proverb of when emotion becomes to strong for speech you sing; when it becomes too strong for song you dance by having the single moment of spoken dialogue in great comet be the one moment where pierre is too overcome to either sing or dance when he tells natasha that he loves her. like he can't even move he's so struck by the gravity of the emotion he's experiencing and his voice breaks not just because of the emotion in it but because he's trying to express himself in a way that is completely foreign to the world he lives in, that singular declaration of love and the resignation that it cannot yet be brings the whole show to a stop like a breath caught in the throat and then we're back to singing we're back to dancing as if the whole world hasn't been remade on a new axis as if pierre didn't effectively create a new form of communication because the only ones available to him were so full of artifice and spectacle that he had to create something new so he could tell natasha how he feels. it's really such an incredible moment that makes my heart fall out of my ass every time. In This essay I will