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How the fuck am I supposed to meet a fellow lesbian and then convince her to date me

Don't know anything about lesbians, but maybe if you walked around carrying a baseball bat that'd be really bad ass.

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I just had the most horrible nightmare of my life after months of not remembering my dreams.

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you punch nazis!

(requested by anonymous)

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Ace culture (and aro tbh) is going to a school dance and thinking guys are pretty and trying to explain that to someone and they don’t understand that it’s aesthetic attraction aka I wanna look like them and then they just assume you’re gay and then twenty minutes of explaining later they now know what ace and aro are

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having sex with me is always incest because I consider us all brothers and sisters in our shared struggle against capital

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Excuse me sir, God hath not responded to me yet, so I'll ask ye, but don't tell the village I did. Can ye give us a good harvest this year?

no.. locusts

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f/m shippings are great, heterosexuals just have the most awful taste in heterosexual relationships. why can’t you all be normal and instead of shipping edgy manchild x soon to be house wife, why don’t you ship that has whatever Adam and Morticia from the Adams family has.

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people who write their fics directly onto archive of our own site do not fear death by the way

in all seriousness, please always keep backups of your works, write them somewhere else (google doc is a good choice) then copy and paste onto ao3 when you're done, because ao3 itself does not automatically save your works for you, meaning you can lose all of your progress

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AO3 has been scraped, once again.

As of the time of this post, AO3 has been scraped by yet another shady individual looking to make a quick buck off the backs of hardworking hobby writers. This Reddit post here has all the details and the most current information. In short, if your fic URL ends in a number between 1 and 63,200,000 (inclusive), AND is not archive locked, your fic has been scraped and added to this database.

I have been trying to hold off on archive locking my fics for as long as possible, and I've managed to get by unscathed up to now. Unfortunately, my luck has run out and I am archive locking all of my current and future stories. I'm sorry to my lovelies who read and comment without an account; I love you all. But I have to do what is best for me and my work. Thank you for your understanding.

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OH HES FUCKING SMILING IM SO COOKED.

God it’s such a uniquely Ghost fan experience to be excited to see your frontman’s lips move for the first time.

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"You have to become comfortable with the fact that most people who enjoy your fic will never bother to kudos or comment on it."

Shockingly, I am comfortable with this fact. Lack of kudos or comments doesn't bother me.

That doesn't mean it shouldn't change.

If you enjoy a fic, leave a kudos or a comment.

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had a fascinating english class that resulted in the notes header “the forcefeminization of victor frankenstein”

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It feels like I’m on a tiny boat in the worst storm I have ever faced. I threw all my lifelines out to help others but instead of getting them on my boat, the lifelines just ripped holes into the hull. And for years and years and years all I’ve been doing is trying to cast the water back out of my boat into the ocean. And I was okay. I’m quick enough that I thought I wasn’t sinking. I was quick enough that everyone else thought I wasn’t sinking.

But the water is slowly, slowly rising and my arms are getting so tired but I can’t just stop. And every ship that comes by is so much sturdier than mine but none of them see that my boat is sinking. And so I just have to keep going until I physically can’t keep going and secretly, in my heart, I am hoping so much that the next wave will crash me against a cliff, because if my boat is nothing but splinters then no one can pretend they don’t see me drowning.

And so I look for cliffs and maybe I drive too close to them, but the waves don’t hurl me against the rock and all I can do it keep going.

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Vater, Mutter, Kind

Vater

Was ist hässlich?

Nicht die verzerrten Fratzen seltsamer Gruselgestalten, die entstellen Gesichter halb verwesender Zombies.

Nein, hässlich sind deine Schritte, die durch meinen Kopf klingen, Die Klauen deiner Worte, die in mein Herz dringen und mich tanzen lassen, wie eine Puppe, und an Fäden mich leiten, nach deinem Willen zu springen.

Weil ich dich liebe, und du mich nicht.

Hässlich, zeigst du im Licht, Dich lügend, forderst Schuld, mit der du mich führst, Weil du mein Mitleid rührst, Ohne selbst zu fühlen.

Hässlich, so zeigst du im Licht, endlich dein wahres Gesicht.

Mutter

(Mutter:) "Ich bin so hässlich.",

(Tochter:) "Nein, bist du nicht.",

(Mutter:) "Ich hasse mein Leben.",

(Tochter:) "Ich liebe dich." Brauche dich.

Warum siehst du nur Monster, Nur Leid und Vergeh'n, Wenn wir, die dich lieben, Grad vor dir stehen?

Willst du nicht glauben, dass du nicht hässlich bist?

Dass die Welt nicht nur voller Schatten ist?

Das es liebe gibt, trotz deinem Schmerz, Das du alles bist, in meinem Herz?

Soll ich dir einfach Glauben?

Dass du hässlich bist, weil du leidest?

Soll ich? Willst du das?

(Mutter:) "Ich bin so hässlich.",

(Tochter:) "Dann bin ich das auch.",

(Mutter:) "Mach einfach weiter, solange du kannst."

(Tochter:) "Siehst du nicht, wie du uns ins Verderben tanzt?"

Kind

Und was bin ich?

Wenn ich vor dem Spiegel steh, und deine Fratze seh, In den Lügen, die ich denke, Die ich sagen will,

In der Hoffnung, dass jemand an meiner Seite bleibt und mich umarmt und stumm und still, Bei mir beiben will,

Obwohl ich hässlich bin, Und voller Fehler und Verlangen, Die um meinen Hals sich schlangen Und mich nun noch aufrecht halten, Über meine Taten walten.

Wenn ich mich für euch entstelle, Mich verliere und zerfalle, Bin ich dann die Liebe wert, Die mein Innerstes begehrt?

Bin ich hässlich, weil ich will, Das Ihr endlich eimal seht, Wie mein Körper sich verdreht, Mein Geist sich winded und verkommt,

So sehr das ich die Schmerzen will, Die Narben auf der Haut.

Sind Die hässlich?

Nur weil ich mich selbst entstelle?

Linien zieh durch mein Fleisch?

Und mir endlich Augen wünsche, die mich hören wenn ich kreisch' Und schrei und tob, und doch nur still daneben steh

Und euch hilflos dabei zuseh'

Wie ihr mich dreht und formt und überlastet, Bis ich nicht mehr kann.

Und wenn ich unter euch zu Staub zerfalle, Wie hässlich bin ich dann?

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Powerwolf lines out of context

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My take on Perpetua 💜☺️

Looking forward to see this pretty boi live 🫶🏻

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Idea of March and archive of our own simultaneously trending has to be the most Tumblr thing out there, and for that, I say, is culture.