This Finally Popped Up Again, Reblogging For It Gets Better Every Time!!!!

At this point it is ineffable

someone who doesn’t know shit about good omens please explain this image

This is important.

There is a candidate named Tiffany G. in the current Ao3 board elections with a pro-censorship position for getting Ao3 unbanned in China. This is ship and kink agnostic: the only way to get Ao3 unbanned in China would be the removal of all explicit queer content to bring it in line with the online censorship policies of the CCP Pre-ban, Chinese writers used Ao3 to host LGBTQ+ and explicit content due to being censored on Chinese websites, and writers of danmei (m/m) stories have been sent to prison in China for publishing queer content.

There are 3 seats, and 5 candidates (including her) so she has an actual chance to get elected. If you’ve contributed $10 in the past year and have eligibility to vote in this election, it is essential that you do so. Please check your e-mail for the ballot and vote for everyone except Tiffany in whichever order you prefer based on their stances.

Important context including how essential it is to vote this time if you want to support Ao3s current policies

Chinese fandoms on Weibo are up in arms against this candidate warning about her intention to bring Ao3 in line with the Chinese censored fanfic sites

Chat transcript of her election interview, including discussion of making Ao3 more publicly appealing, complaints about how it was banned in China, and the suggestion of removing ‘illegal’ content besides underage - which, in China, includes queer and explicit content - and avoidance of clear answers about which content would be censored

I'm sorry, but the way to call me out like that bruh.

Ok but what about the eldest daughters who read to escape reality, the ones who have crippling anxiety, the ones that don't talk about their issues because other people have it worse what about the ones that the ones that love their siblings but you have to be better than them all the time and them not get as appreciated for it so in a way you hate your siblings. The eldest daughters who aren't noticed until they mess up, until their grade goes down. The ones that everyone relies on all the time and they can't let anybody down or they'll feel indescribable guilt for it

I agree. I also read this post about we seeing everything from Will's perspective is why we tend to hate her, and I kinda agree.

Hi if you’re a Hannibal fan and you don’t hate Alana Bloom please interact with this post

I’ve been running into too much Hannibal content that just paints her as a misogynistic caricature

Please I am so starved of good Marlana content :(((

REBLOG IF YOU THINK IS OKAY FOR  A BOY  READ AND/OR WRITE FANFICTION

I’m trying to make a point to a friend

Remember when the fucking Notre Dame burned down and everyone knew instantly and it was over every single news outlet?

Well there’s been a massacre going on in Sudan for DAYS and NOBODIES COVERING IT!

So there is currently a media blackout in Sudan to try and coverup the horrors taking place:

Stop what you’re doing and please reblog this. Innocent people are being murdered, people are trapped, have no internet access, and are being raped by the dozens on the streets of Sudan.

The death toll is estimated to be over 300 civilians. And the fact that not a single major news outlet is covering this is horrific and disgusting. Please help get the word out about Sudan!

How. The. Heck. Did they go through multiple dancing lessons without having The Conversation? Like literally how

Skittles, your guess is as good as mine, to be very honest.

Like, can you imagine how much Sherlock was dying inside, but still doing it all in hopes that John would ask Sherlock for one last dance at the wedding; and John just trying to convince himself that it’s for the best that he never told Sherlock… that he’s actually happy with Mary?

Can you imagine the wistful touches, hands “accidentally” slipping to the nape of a neck, or under a shirt on the hip, or at the top of a bum?

Can you imagine the glow of candles reflecting in each other’s eyes, each staring deep into the other’s eyes, wanting to say all the things they meant to say?

Can you imagine Sherlock being able to feel John’s pulse in John’s palms, and John seeing it on Sherlock’s neck?

Can you imagine the words ALMOST slipping out, but both too scared to lose what they have? Trying to convince themselves that this is enough?

Can you imagine them struggling to separate each night? Foreheads touching, fingers brushing against knuckles and thumbs rubbing on palms? Breathing each other’s air, lips SO CLOSE that they can almost taste the kiss that they will never share?

Can you imagine how long John takes to leave waffling between the door and his jacket, and then lingering on the stairs as the stare at each other, watching each other as John leaves? And Sherlock watches John leave down the street until John is out of sight?

Can you imagine?

Can you.

CAN YOU.

My socially anxious heart loves this

reasons people might be looking at you in public (that aren’t negative)

they like what you’re wearing.

you look like someone they know.

they recognize a piece of clothing or accessory you’re wearing.

they think you’re beautiful or attractive.

they’re zoned out or bored and people-watching.

they recognize you from somewhere.

they’re hesitating to ask you something or give you a compliment.

they’ve seen you in that same place before.

you caught their eye.

you look like how they imagined a fictional character to look.

you remind them of something.

they’re admiring one of your visual qualities (smile, stance, hairstyle).

I’m just going to leave this here…

[The Post-reading process] Sylvia Plath's The Bell Jar

[The Post-reading process] Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar

I have never admired anyone more than I admire Sylvia Plath. Her sheer talent and wisdom is something of tragic beauty. This extends to her semi-autobiographic novel, The bell jar. Down from here, there are spoilers, so please read at your discretion. The story is narrated by Esther Wormwood, who by any standards is a very talented woman. The book starts with her flourishing internship with a…

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