Он смотрел на неё с нескрываемой нежность, с заботой. Всегда слушал, когда она говорила. Смотря на них было видно, что он бы держал ей волосы блюй она в унитаз. Их отношения были пропитаны лёгкостью. От них веяло свободой, но она бы его точно не отпустила, как и он её. Взгляд как у щенка, который увидел хозяина говорил обо всём, что он испытывал. Её запутанность и неуверенность в своих чувствах, делали больно обоим. Так смешно подмечать каждый такой взгляд, каждый выдох пропитанный чувствами, но при этом точно знать, что ты не она. Что твоей улыбке не будут рады, как кот радовался бы вкусной сметане. Что такой взгляд будет адресован ей, но никак не тебе.
Our fandom forbearers did NOT suffer through Anne Rice, strikethrough, and other bullshit for fucking ACOTAR and Harry Potter fans to fucking ruin it for all of us by selling fanfiction. I am not losing novel length yaoi epics because some of you don't know how to act in fannish spaces and yes I do blame the booktokification of fanfic but I also blame those of you that treat fandom like content to consume and not a community to engage with.
Nora Sakavic must have put crack onto whatever writing device she used when writing aftg because I don’t have any other explanation as to why this book has stayed in my life for years. This book has been in my mind since the first time I’ve read it and no matter how many books I read I always come back to it. I reread it every few months to try and find new meanings in it and I always go back to her blog after to read about things that happen in the future or what could’ve become. I compare every new book I read with it knowing it’ll never be the same. I read fanfiction about it when I have nothing better to do with my time. This book has corrupted my mind in the best and worst way possible. I get so annoyed when I see the same words everytime I open the books like somehow it’s going to be different after the 500th time reading it. No other fandom has stayed with me this long the way aftg has and no other fandom compares to the pure insanity that’s in the books.
So I've been meaning to start a german diary for a while now and I did it today after seeing this post (which is, funnily enough, a screenshot of a Tumblr post, which I couldn't find).
Hi, guys!
As you may know, I am Ukrainian. I live in Kyiv. I have lived here since I was born and I love my country with my whole heart.
I see a lot of misinformation under the tag "Ukraine". Most of it comes from American people, who try to explain the conflict in their own words. They can't. It's impossible to explain if you haven't lived here. There are too many influences on this conflict. You keep looking from an american perspective, which is not crucial in understanding the conflict.
For example, have you ever had you language forbidden? Like straight up forbidden by the law? It happened to Ukrainian language a lot of times thought our history. And who did it? The Russian Empire. And it's not the end of it. The genocides, the assimilation, the deportation. Have you even researched Ukrainian history?
You do not uplift Ukrainian voices enough. And you should if you care about what's happening. If you don’t do it, you're just doing a performance of your support and activism.
Lucky for you, I am a Ukrainian person! And I am DYING TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS. I scored 191/200 points on my graduation exam in history, so you can suppose I know something about Ukrainian history.
If you stand for Ukraine, uplift Ukrainian voices. Educate yourself. Learn Ukrainian history. Ask Ukrainian people
The thought of Andrew being so h*rny and aware of his own boundaries that he got in the shower fully clothed lives rent free in my head, a truly incredible move
tumblr users love reading. you literally stopped for this post just because it has words in it
Neil: bandaged up, covered with plastic bags, hot mess
Andrew:
Art by Essi Välimäki
Reblog to have something lgbt happen to you this summer
I need more fics of Derek letting his inner child out and is this version of himself :
Teenage Derek was so sassy with Stiles ,I loved it