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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

#heh #why not

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on soulmates

f. scott fitzgerald / friedrich nietzsche / florence and the machine / andrea dworkin / kiersten white / euripides / audre lorde / phillip pullmann / bob hicok

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I Will Tell this Story to the Sun Until You Remember that You are the Sun, Erin Slaughter

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i love Died And Came Back Wrong i love it so much. i do. feverishly. that being said, what peter hale did (Died, Came Back Way Less Wrong) is so funny. being set on fire by teenagers and then throat slashed by his nephew literally calmed him down. put him back to factory settings. he lived and served cunt, died and served cunt, resurrected himself and served cunt, and then was like "by the way i'm normal now" which isn't true at all but he THINKS it is. other characters could really learn something from him (be the victim of a very deserved and public avunculicide and then use it as an opportunity to rebrand).

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The existential horror of Moffat’s idea with Time Lords taking ages to die, their cells keep trying to regenerate but can’t.

Like. Becoming a Time Lord is a choice, we know this. Albeit one that seems made for children and we don’t actually know when the ‘regeneration’ potential is added - could even be that eight-year-old’s ceremony judging by River, it’s exposure to the void etc.

They choose to have thirteen lives. Twelve more than anyone else. Super elongated already anyway, centuries at a time.

But at death, this is what you’ll have to face. The absolute torment of a slow, slow death struggling for life with every individual cell fighting until it winks out, bits of your body dying like stuck pixels on a monitor, until you’re finally just a massive mixed mess of dead tissue.

The sort of people who would make that choice…

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What to do When You Retire from Sainthood

Take the jewels from your eyes. You must learn to see the world differently now that you are no longer blessed. When before the world was beautiful and cast eternally in the glow of glory, now you will see it for what it is; and the loss will drive you to madness.

You must keep hidden. Disappear into the woods or mountains, hide your face in the cities, for there are those who still worship you and kill in your name. They would consecrate your body again, should they find you; they would drill holes in you and fill them with libations, paint your feet with their blood. The trauma of losing a patron saint is too great, they cannot allow it.

Do not answer their prayers. You will hear the screams of the innocent and the demands of killers, all begging for power, control, peace, victory. You have no power to help them, but still their voices will ring in your ears. Do not promise relief that you cannot bring. False hope will only increase their suffering.

Your name has been struck from the scrolls. Take a new one. An empty name with no meaning and no power. A name unknown by the Divine you once served. It will keep you from being called back into service.

Do not visit your churches. Those shrines are for a you that you are not anymore. Paintings and sculptures stare back at you like mirrors, a tryptich showing your birth, canonization, and death, all painting so lovingly by the hands of your disciples. Laypeople light candles and kneel before your image, pleading for your intercession. You torture yourself. Come, let us leave this place.

Your wounds will begin to fade now. The crack in your heart, the brand on your skull, your fingers, your eyes, they will all return and heal but only this once. You will not be granted this clemency again.

Another will take your place and become favourite and perfect in the eyes of that Holy Thing. They will visit you in the place you have hidden yourself and they will look upon you with pity and jealousy. Here, see how they extend their hand to you, offering you mercy and salvation? See the sneer that catches their lips? The desperate desire in their eyes? They hate you. They cannot help but adore you, for you were the first. They pray to you now, every moment of everyday their wretched voice cries out to you;

WEAK THING! TRAITOR AND COWARD, they scream, hands clasped and knuckles white as the kneel before your image, I WILL SERVE YOU. I WILL SHOW YOU! I AM ABOVE YOU, I AM FAVOURED! WHY WON'T YOU LOOK UPON ME? ROTTEN THING! PATHETIC, LAUGHABLE, BEAUtiful, adored, perfect, perfect.

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{Alice Oseman, Radio Silence/ Emily Palermo, from Untitled/ Franz Kafka, from Diaries/ Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar/ Marya Hornbacher, Waiting/ Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter to Galatea Kazantzaki wr. c. May 1922/ Mahmoud Darwish/ Anna Akhmatova, from The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova; "The Old Portrait"/ Lyric Hunter, from "A Garden," Swallower/ Albert Camus/ Varsha/ Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Meek One}

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{ Mahmoud Darwish/ Virginia Woolf/ Edgar Allan Poe, from a Letter to Helen Whitman, "The Last Letters of Edgar Allan Poe to Sarah Helen Whitman"/ Albert Camus, The Possessed (transl. By O'Brien)/ Emily Dickinson/ Anton Chekhov, The Complete Works of Anton Chekhov "The Two Volodyas"/ Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes/ Louisa May Alcott, Little Women/ Yann Martel, Life of Pi/ Cameron Awkward-Rich, Meditations in an Emergency/ De profundis/ Oscar Wilde}

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the legacies of zeus pt. 1 ─── the making

i. athena; goddess of wisdom ── when you are young they assume you know nothing

ㅤㅤㅤrippling blonde hair that glows in the sunlight. eyes that hold too much to be considered young, cheeks that hold an innocence that strikes you, leaving you defenceless. they calculate your every move, every strike, every touch. wisdom brews underneath their skin. unnerving gazes and perfect lips that never smile. hands that craft perfection and minds that observe greedily. porcelain dolls crafted by the hands of a goddess, perfected by man’s knowledge. pray that your thoughts do not become to loud next to them, for those can be stolen from you, too.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤannabeth looks at arachne and steels her nerves. the cogs in her brain begin to turn, sifting through every piece of knowledge carefully. the red light glows eerily, turning her hair a sickly shade of honey. chinese handcuffs. she looks at arachne and she nearly laughs at her stupidity. this was easy, far too easy. she smirks. somewhere, her mother nods in her approval

ii. apollo; god of the sun ── i like to believe icarus didn’t lose his life- not exactly. he just lived it all at once in a single, blazing moment with the sun

ㅤㅤㅤuncaring smiles that blind you. blue eyes that are warm, far too warm, too hot to look at. egoism, because if the world revolves around you, what is the reason to be humble? hands that are strong and sure, pulling at the strings of a guitar, the string of a bow, the needle that sews your skin back together. warm skin that burn you, melting you against them, claiming you as theirs. the power of a thousand domains running through their veins. the impending sense of doom of old stories, of prophecies untold. stand close to them and you feel death. they know how to kill you, know how to make you beg to be saved.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤlee sings and everyone falls in love. even when their blood streaks out of their ears, praises so sweet leave their lips like honey, soaking him in it’s warmness. micheal pulls at his bow and the arrow hits it’s mark with an accuracy unmatched by all. he kisses the boy he loves and blood drips into his hand, a single white petal in the middle of it all. will bandages people and his eyes burn gold, gold with the knowledge of which bones are weak and which muscles to pull. control. that is what they have.

iii. ares; god of war ── you do this, you do. you take things you love and tear them apart

ㅤㅤㅤbared teeth. the first blood of war, dripping on the streets. yelling, always yelling, never really talking. love, always love, because what is war if not because of love? hands wrapped in bandages, blue, yellow, green bruises painting skin so beautifully, fingers pressing on them, relishing the pain. brown eyes that tint red in the sunlight, like the blood in your veins and the blood in theirs. they hold a thousand year old glint in their eyes, the same glint of war veterans, of battles of old. violent voices, violent hands, violent urges. lips bitten red. red nail polish bitten through and chipped. kiss them and your lips bruise, kill them and you’ll die too.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤclarisse yells as she tries to make the sea yield, yells as her brothers fight her, as blood drips down her side and out of her nose. she yells as silena falls to the ground, as her fingers dig into her hair, sticky with the blood and love she’d never shared. there’s an anger in her, a bloodlust that never seems to be satisfied, clamoring for pain, for blood, for violence. she’d followed it, once. she’d never felt more alive.

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como cortar o post em contas novas

♥ quem joga no rp de tumblr e vem criando novas contas para os personagens ou até mesmo para centrais já deve ter percebido que a nova dash e editor de postagens são um saco. a opção de desativar o beta não tem aparecido e ainda não sei se ela vai aparecer após certo tempo de conta. o xkit tem resolvido isso até certo ponto, mas estamos enfrentando outro problema que é o recorte de postagens em contas novas. por isso, resolvi trazer um tutorial depois de um pedido particular pra que todos possam usar também! o tutorial completo está abaixo e é bem rapidinho.

Continuar lendo

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collection of tweaks for tumblr.

note this is directed at roleplay blogs, which is why i may be removing features that a regular personal blog would use, but everyone is free to use and customize these to your own liking.

i recently posted a quick tutorial on how to use ublock to remove the annoying shop button with the permanent "new" notification and i was asked both if i use any other tweaks for the dashboard and if i could compile my previous tweaks such as bigger dms, so here i am bundling all my tumblr fixes / tweaks. to install these you'll need ublock origin (feel free to experiment and adapt this to other adblocker extensions!) and stylus (apparently stylish has some privacy concerns so i'm no longer using that)

ublock / adblocker part: following the steps on this tutorial, you'll open the filters panel on ublock origin and paste this. all filters are named and categorized in case you want to pick and choose.

follow the instructions in the notes! you'll have to replace my url with yours and if you have sideblogs copy paste the filters with the urls of your other blogs:

stylus part: install this style, follow the "get stylus" button if you don't have this extension installed. optional customizing the css:

.j17Mp makes the dms window size bigger, adjust to your liking.

.k31gt various is all text / posts settings:

1. "text-align: justify;" justfies text, remove if you don't want justified text. 2. "font-size: 13px;" changes the font size of both normal and small text to a default 13px, adjust to a size comfortable for you!

.k31gt.ljmFj removes the gap between blockquotes.

everything else removes the empty gaps from removing ads with ublock.

before and after still screenshots:

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HOPE MIKAELSON, S03E12 [icons bonus]

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Hope Mikaelson Layouts

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Legacies 3x16

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Shouting this at all the tumblr porn bots that have been following me

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