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Must be the season of the witch
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d5 magic
Day 3: Eternity. I've never made a gif before, but I thought it would be perfect for these two. No matter what might separate them, in the end they will always find each other again. ❤️
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tentacle, lust, ship boat...
Me, hopefully whispering in the ears of some fanfic writers: “portrait of a lady on fire/dead boy detectives AU”
dead boy detectives rocky horror au…. let me cook
I should be writing my philosophy essay but instead I'm here scrolling.
reblog if you believe fanfics are as valid as books that were published and sold by authors who write as their main careers. I'm trying to prove a point
the day i finally release my inhibitions and feel the rain on my skin it’s over for you bitches
My philosophy teacher is literally a genius. He studied at one of the most prestigious french university. He did a thesis in *both* philosophy and astronomy.
That's what I'm doing. I choose to focus on Humanities so I study philosophy, literature (french and English), History, Spanish, Geography, Latin (you can do greek if you want as well) and Theatre (you can also study Cinema, Art History or Cartography).
In the end, if you pass the exams you can be paid to study. But that's only for the top students, who considered the nation intellectual elite.
But most people end up going to college.
Did you know that in France you can *willingly* choose to go back in High School after you have your high school diploma to study in the most demanding higher study programs for two (to three) years so you can sit for a competitive exam for the most prestigious french universities.
Did you know that in France you can *willingly* choose to go back in High School after you have your high school diploma to study in the most demanding higher study programs for two (to three) years so you can sit for a competitive exam for the most prestigious french universities.
so, edwin enlisting charles’ help in learning how to kiss, right?
charles being like, “all right. before we get started, show me what you think you know about kissing.”
and edwin looks at him nonplussed. “charles, i do not know anything about kissing. that is why we are taking part in this ex—”
“nah, mate, i know that. but, like, you’ve got to have some idea, yeah? like… what you’d do in 1908, or whatever.”
“i was eight years old in 1908.”
“you know what i mean!”
and edwin is all, “…fine.”
and he sort of… sits lost in thought for a minute. charles is expecting him to go in for a very chaste peck, or something. even a kiss on the cheek.
but edwin reaches for one of charles’ hands instead. picks it up delicately, curls his fingers around charles’ in a loose but undeniable hold that charles could pull free from, if he wanted.
edwin dips his head, and glances up at charles through his lashes as if for assent, and then he raises charles’ hand to press a brushing kiss to charles’ knuckles, not looking away all the while.
“charmed, i’m certain, mr. rowland,” he murmurs, still bent low over charles’ hand.
and just as quickly, he’s let charles’ hand drop again, is withdrawing his own back to his lap, looking at charles like he’s expecting to be graded.
and charles is like, what the fuck??? was that??? blushing. completely flustered. gobsmacked. taken out at the knees. can a hand kiss make him fall in love???
A while back my pharmacist saw my deadname on my profile and accidentially called it out, he corrected and deleted my deadname from the system so only my preferred name shows up now. There was a crowd of people behind me, so as he hands over the pills he apologized, in equal tone and volume as when he called my deadname and lied saying it's been a long day and he didn't mean to call out -his own- name. I quietly told him it was fine and he didn't need to do that for my sake.
His response: "No, it's my name now."
I went to the pharmacist yesterday, his nametag is my deadname. He informed me he's immigrating and in the process he's changed his first name to my deadname to have an English sounding name. That's why he's now able to get a reprint of his nametag to be my deadname. And repeated, with the intense seriousness of someone who is going to die on this hill: "It's mine now. Not yours. I'm taking." His tone indicated that decision is final.
Bro literally deadnamed me once, and has committed to flat out stealing my deadname. It's his now. Legally. Officially. I over heard his co-workers call him by the name.
Reblog and put in the tags a stereotype about your profession (or course of study) that actually applies to you.
for the record i 100% support chappell roan being as much of a bitch as she wants to fans who don't respect her boundaries. like yeah celebrities hold a lot of privilege in terms of wealth but that doesn't make it less fucked up that they're treated like public property and the fact that she's gained so much notoriety so quickly is probably A Lot to deal with. was she kind of blunt about it? yeah but why the fuck would you expect a perfectly polished pr statement when at the beginning of this year nobody knew her name? let the woman breathe jfc
welcome back fiona apple!!
I literally spent 20min in a park at night, running to find a human clit just for some stupid shit for my uni class.
reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts
First lesson of philosophy of the school year: Do I *actually* know anything? Do I know? Do I?
This is exactly the same for me. Dbda resurrected the feral fan in me who used to read fanfic every day and draw, and imagine their favourite characters in every universe possible.
I'm honestly grieving the show.
It was one of the best shows netflix has ever put out, amazing enough to get me to run to resurrect my tumblr after years of not using it to be a part of its fandom.
I've only ever been in 1 fandom in my life before dbda, and genuinely thought I'd never find something that would grip me enough to make me want to engage with its community as much as I did in my previous fandom.
But then, after 6 years, Dead Boy Detectives came along and made me reach for a drawing tablet for the first time in over 2 years. Made me write fics, even though I don't consider myself a writer, and I've never written this many fics this fast. I haven't been this creative in a long time and it's been an indescribable source of joy to me to be able to go back to creating content.
It got me on discord, which always overwhelmed and scared me, but I'm so glad I had given it a chance because I've met so many incredible, funny, talented and supportive people there, and now I can't imagine not talking to them almost every day.
It really was a bright light during a less than ideal time in my life and will still continue to be because I refuse to let it go.
We were given something truly great and can still celebrate it and make and consume fanart, fics, gifs, metas, au ideas, crafts, moodboards etc etc to support each other.
reclaiming "we have literally forever to figure it out" for the dbda fandom as a community call to keep us engaged in spite of everything. we're too young and fresh to die
Gay fanfiction is the only reason I believe in love