wasting away in rohanville

olivia // 30 // i write fic sometimes, emphasis on sometimes. 

[yurucamp]

interstate angel

[userscully]

TROY BOLTON’s character arc + bi allegory HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL (2006-2008)

[woodsteingate]

Van, Jon. "The Watergate reporters—no time to shop." The Chicago Tribune, 23 June 1974, p. 4.

[arcanemoody]

“they converse as one person, possessing two voices.”

[ancient-me]

[justsomeguycore]

i am so not a miscommunication trope bitch. my trope is when they are basically communicating telepathically but cannot make themselves be the first one to make a move. you know i want you. i know you want me. neither of us are mature enough to be the one to say something because what if we fuck it all up. limbo is better than losing you. we’re both thinking it.

[bobnorley]

hsm things: 2/? their watch problem

[flixleoz]

fugios

[alternis]

saw a post letting people know that your ao3 bookmarks are viewable on your account unless you make them private, which suggests that the median ao3 user does not use ao3 in what i will call 'the optimum fic-finding treadmill' where you find a fic author you like and look through their bookmarks to find more fics that are good and then look through that author's bookmarks for even more good fics. like a conga line of great but extremely specific tastes. or one of those chessboard rice doubling analogies and oh no that is a LOT of ao3 tabs.

[escuerzoresucitado]

[jeanritchie]

its so awesome that you can straight up write fanfiction in your head to help yourself fall asleep and it doesnt even have to be good or something anyone would ever want to read. even yourself

[rainorsundance]

Old fashion research, All the President’s Men (1976)

[oncce-againn]

Oh! The intimacy of adopting each other’s vocabulary.

[saposters]

everything is romantic

[gummygunk]

play video games mini zine

[gooberscollage]

Some Wonderful Ditto’s from Magical Pokémon journey by Yumi Tsukirino

[lucy-vanpelts]

when someone calls me their friend my heart skips a beat it’s like i won at being myself

[wolfsteax]

A painting of a nightmare I had recently.

In the dream, my partner and I were following the narrow paths in a dirty hallway with deep pools of water. In the deep water were the bodies of horses, bones and remaining flesh bleached white. We could hear a distant scream behind us that was slowly growing closer.