molabuddy:

molabuddy:

the insane experience of missing a fictional character . like you can always go back and reread the book , replay the game , rewatch the show or movie , you can always go back & see them , but you can never experience them & their story for the first time again . its absurd to miss them because they’ll always be there , but you’ll miss when there were still new things for them to say .

for a small time they were real & growing and changing and you hung onto every new word, but now all they can do is repeat the same story forever&ever & they’re not real anymore because you know everything they’re going to do. & you miss them. its fucked man…

in this way fanworks are like necromancy

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burins:

saw someone say that they don’t read fics under 10k and had to laugh because more fool you, that is where all the bangers are. obviously I’m biased but truly nothing hits like a 1.5k fic with a lowercase title from some obscure poet where nothing actually happens and yet you emerge blinking with a completely new outlook on the character. infinitely rereadable. like a perfectly crafted pastry. I’m gobbling them up!

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chernozemm:

“Oi, Shem!” Crowley is a total babe, I just had to doodle her

chernozemm:

What if I drew my book omens the same “age” as the tv omens, I ask, and deliver

chernozemm:

An Arrangement

And a scrapped version below the cut. I take no responsibility for historically inaccurate knight undergarments

Keep reading

chernozemm:

✨starmaker✨

papayajuan2019:

hey, do you mind if i immensly value our relationship, in a way i’ll never properly be able to fully verbally communicate

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instrumental-artistry:

Guitar, ca. 1690
Alexandre Voboam (Paris, France)

- Materials: Unlisted
- Length: 96 cm
- Strings: 20 - 5 double courses each [gut]
- Other Notes: Don’t play me or my son ever again

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roadmotel:

Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground

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katherinebarlow:

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jarchivistsims:

sometimes i think about gay people who lived centuries ago who thought they were all alone who imagined a world where they could live openly as themselves who met in secret spoke in code defied everything and everyone just to exist and i’m like..i gotta sit down. whew i gotta sit down

this is why this sappho fragment hits me so hard

If this little book should see the light after its 100 years of entombment, I would like its readers to know that the author was a lover of her own sex and devoted the best years of her life in striving for the political equality and social and moral elevation of women.

“The Great Geysers of California” by Laura De Force Gordon, 1879, unearthed from a 100-year-old time capsule in San Francisco, 1979.

“Wouldn’t it be wonderful if all our letters could be published in the future in a more enlightened time. Then all the world could see how in love we are.”

Gordon Bowsher to Gilbert Bradley, 1940s

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