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we're not kids anymore.
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Guess who watched Money Heist and is in love with these two 💖
Gordo y gordito
Love is not an emotion;
Love is a promise.
Helermo doodles on a thursday~
Helermo fandom, wake up!!
Overpainted photoshop of a BTS pic.
The pic that has turned me into a conspiracy theorist that there was a Helermo kiss filmed. You can't convince me otherwise.✨
Stay calm. I´m here with you.
In Defense of Dead Dove: Do Not Eat
What's the point of a tag that tells you to read the tags? Isn't that redundant? Actually, no! "Dead dove: do not eat" does serve an important purpose because it's NOT just a generic "mind the tags" statement, there's more to it than that.
Because of all the misinformation surrounding DD:DNE and how muddied the waters have become with some people trying to claim that it's equivalent to "what it says on the tin" (or the like), there seems to be some confusion about its purpose. I recently explained the origins of DD:DNE and its inherent dark connotations, but I just encountered another misleading dead dove post and I want to provide more clarity on how it's supposed to be used and why it's genuinely helpful.
"let men be friends" no they have to fuck each other raw
i don't care if it's nazis, mormons, or a bunch of misguided autistic people. if anyone ever tries to tell you your soul is from another planet and you're actually part of the class of impressive people that secretly did everything cool in the world but is now extinct and lives on through your broken genome, you RUN. YOU WILL RUN AWAY. YOU WILL SPRINT FULL SPEED AWAY FROM THAT.
grabs you by the shoulders listen. listen to my words. i understand the urge to make fanfiction about yourself and to find a reality in which you're super awesome and great and everyone who hates you is wrong and dumb. i get it. you're better than that. you can love yourself without putting other people down, dehumanizing and generalizing, and retaliating against your oppressors.
there's no NPCs. there's no aliens coming to save us. we're not the next step in human evolution. our hyperconnected nervous systems give us terrible sensory overwhelm more often than they make us geniuses. neurotypical people are sentient, conscious, aware people who are capable of understanding you. we're more the same than we are different. we're more the same than we are different. we're more the same than we are different.
I'm begging all of you fic writers out there...
Please do not delete your fics, not completely.
Even if you hate it because your skill has improved and you now think it's just too cringy, or you've moved away from that fandom or that show, or you've grown in some way that makes the story something you just do not like and don't want associated with you... if you've posted it to AO3, please orphan the work instead of deleting it.
Because I promise you, no matter how much you may hate it now, someone out there loves it and will want to read it again.
I keep finding empty bookmarks for fics that have been deleted and it's like finding a gap in my memory where I know something really nice used to be, but I can't remember what it was, or who it was, and it's a horrible sense of loss because I'll likely never figure it out. It's just a thing that I once loved enough to mark so I could come back to enjoy it again someday and it's now just an empty shelf.
and i don't necessarily believe any of this i'm just saying words recreationally
LCDP as tumblr posts 1/??
Almost.
For my fellow La Casa de Papel fans on tumblr, I wanted to share my favourite ever work of my own
Money Heist P1E1 (2017)
The only miserable one in this whole story… is you. With your speech about love, and “Boom, boom, ciao.” Wow… That’s because you’re too much of a coward to admit the truth. You don’t love anyone? Of course you don’t, darling. You don’t have the balls for it. To love you need courage. See? This is bravery. I feel it and I say it. And that you don’t know how to do. How long has it been? Ten years? You were in love with Berlin for ten years? And you never dared to tell him. Of course… you worshipped him and followed him like a dog. And that’s it. Now what? Nothing is possible now. He’s dead. And you’re empty. The only thing you can do is hide behind that damn speech. Boom, boom, ciao. Because you know. You’ve been left in the lurch forever, friend.