don’t jokeship with me because 2 hours later i’ll have feels for the pairing.
first rule of crackshipping is have fun qnd be yourself. second rule of crackshipping is look out!
“You know what would be really funny/messed up” is dangerous.
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Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
The Bowery Presents
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Cosmic Funnies
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
Noah Kahan
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blake kathryn
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

pixel skylines
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year

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NASA
Sweet Seals For You, Always
trying on a metaphor
Show & Tell
Sade Olutola
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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@ratbandaid
don’t jokeship with me because 2 hours later i’ll have feels for the pairing.
first rule of crackshipping is have fun qnd be yourself. second rule of crackshipping is look out!
“You know what would be really funny/messed up” is dangerous.
*3 drinks in voice* you wanna test each other's pain tolerance?
in which a window breaks, a kiss happens, and nobody takes responsibility
summary: After his birthday party, Aaron wakes to three surprises.
One, a hangover, made all the worse by the sun beaming directly into his eyes.
Two, his roommate and long-time crush, Kevin Day, using his arm as a pillow.
And three: a broken fucking window.
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sorry for the delay, but here's my fic for @aftgexchange, written for @auxprouvaires!! i hope you like it!!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
my @aftgexchange fic for @ratbandaid ♡
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
this is advice I've given friends directly before and I've probably also posted it but I really like giving it so here it is potentially again: do not create something for an imaginary bad faith reader.
there will always be someone who finds fault in your work. there will be people who read the messages on it wrong. there will be people who will take every compelling aspect about your work off of it so they can put in their own.
you cannot make art for these people.
you will never write a story that is free from criticism. you will never draw a piece that everyone finds appealing. you will never compose a song that everyone enjoys hearing. you cannot, fundamentally, set out to create something and only think of how you can avoid someone not liking it.
because, and this is key, there will be someone who sees every angle of your story and feels its intent in their heart and gushes to their friends about it. you will draw someone's favorite art and they will make it their phone wallpaper because they want to see it every day. someone will fall in love with your song and loop it on their way to work because it gets them through the day. and THOSE are the people your work is for. THOSE are the people you have to care about, because they love what you make for what it is - because it's itself.
if you set out to create something and file off every sharp edge, prune every thorn, you will be left with something fragile and weak, and it will be fragile and weak for the sake of someone who does not exist but that you were scared of anyway.
sharing art is complex and tangled and powerful, and anything you care enough to create deserves to flourish as itself. get sillay.
kevaaron fic recs
(all on ao3)
medieval girlblogger looking at an illumination of a young martyr: ugh she shouldst be in the tavern
Given their presence in my childhood I really thought I'd run into one of these by now
this unwise potion got me feeling unwise
"Nobody is coming to save you" WRONG! I am running late. I DO NOT have a HORSE!
a little bit of poison in my wine
an evil advisor by my side
a little bit of turmoil in my line
a kingdom by an heir that is not mine
Salad
pretend i never said any of that stupid or annoying stuff
reminder that we are all going to die. write that controversial smut