Me, arriving on Tumblr in the year of our Lord 2026 because ao3 is down.
Wallowing in our misery together

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Cosimo Galluzzi
One Nice Bug Per Day

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JVL
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JBB: An Artblog!
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Misplaced Lens Cap
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Keni

if i look back, i am lost
Today's Document
Mike Driver

Kaledo Art
we're not kids anymore.

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@technicallyalittlebitzombie
Me, arriving on Tumblr in the year of our Lord 2026 because ao3 is down.
Wallowing in our misery together
I am not taking a risk
Not risking it pals
U know what I want potato of luck
Damn right I’m reblogging. See previous post re wrath of whatever from high atop the thing.
the only shit that works for me.
O Golden Potato of Luck, Bless me with Glad Tidings, I pray
Ao3 going up and down feels like a frickin elevator
cloudflare for the love of god please get it together we're dying out here
Martha sweetie I'm coming home-
I'M BACK IN THE FUCKING BUILDING AGAIN
OUR WIFE IS BACK FROM WAR
'It's been a thought week of stressing over school and panicing constantly. I'll go on AO3 to mame it better.' I say as i open AO3.
I was then shot 57 times...
you don't know how traumatizing it has been to wake up and see that ao3 was already down when I thought that I still had two hours to download fics 😔😔😔
the real rapture
It hath begun.. My Husband has left for war (ao3 just went done).. It will be years before he is back (20 hours)... He has left me with the 5 children (the fics I was in the middle of reading when it happened).. I don't know when he will be back. I miss him so.
it's literally been 10 minutes since the maintenance began and i'm already ao3 deprived
Hi, looking for a fanfic that I remember reading on AO3 either last year or in 2023 - it was a great AU where Branch was a Folk troll? Like his music genre was Hozier type stuff and he lived outside Pop Village - he and Poppy had a Romeo and Juliet storyline going. Work wasn't completed but I don't remember the title, just that it had been inspired by some other works on the account that it was an AU where trolls had animalistic traits - Tails, fur, claws etc. Had it downloaded at some point but my phone was stolen and I couldn't recover the data! I definitely remember Cherry Wine and Work Song being involved if it helps. I'm desperate to find it even if it's just to prove to myself it was real.
well maybe if adoption was more accessible to single parents and lesbian couples, witches wouldn’t have to go haggling for people’s firstborns
*Historian voice* in a monarchy with a small central government and little to no welfare provisions for its predominantly rural population, witches resignedly became both social service and foster parents; confiscating children from parents willing to barter them away for a prince, or a particularly interesting lettuce. In this essay I will
particularly interesting lettuce
#we love an og rapunzel reference
What do you get when you cross a hippie and a ninja?
Peace and quiet.
You have spoiled living for me
I cannot enjoy a sunny day alone, because I remember laying under the sun with you.
I can no longer enjoy the sunsets, because I remember your face highlighted in pink, orange and gold.
You've taken the night from me too, with the nights we spent stargazing, your face moon-lit silver beneath a canopy of stars.
I can't enjoy a night awake, I remember us staying up late while you laughed at something on your phone, surrounded with good company. I remember falling asleep and resting.
My meals aren't the same without you. You made the bread taste better. The simplest meals in your company were feasts fit for royalty.
Everything I do now is accompanied with thoughts of you. You would like the places I've been hiking recently. You would love the stars I see. You would love to photograph the places I've been without you.
That thought sometimes keeps me going when the boulders feel too big to climb, but sometimes it keeps me stranded in my bed, soaking a pillow with tears.