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FINE

He's hurt.

Happy now?

(I am)

HEY, if you're reading this, I see that open document. Stop scrolling tumblr on work on your WIP! You have characters to traumatize!

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I love my husbeast so fucking much

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Whumpee being asked to rate their pain on one-ten and giving a way too low number because they’ve ‘been through worse’ or even ‘can imagine worse’

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Hey students, here’s a pro tip: do not write an email to your prof while you’re seriously sick.

Signed, a person who somehow came up with “dear hello, I am sick and not sure if I’ll be alive to come tomorrow and I’m sorry, best slutantions, [name]”.

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Rhianna Pratchett confirming her father wouldn't be a """gender critical""" activist (whatever the hell those GCs stand for) if he were still alive

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Say what you want about the 2023 Shakespeare in The Park production of Hamlet, but the choices made in that play WORKED. Having Hamlet wear a black hoodie and camo pants and him dramatically putting his hood up when he was pissed off was inspired. Having Horatio video tape Claudius on an iPhone camera from the side of the stage during the play within the play was hilarious. Having the play within the play be a hip hop dance number that represented the murder!?! Fantastic. Having Ophelia be a singer before she went mad and having a beautiful voice that everyone loved to listen to and then seeing her singing get worse and worse as she got nearer to death?!?! Hamlet pulling out his iphone after killing Polonius to show his mom a picture of his dad compared to a picture of Claudius and angrily swiping back and forth between the two as he said “What judgement would step from this… to this?” The crowd fucking lost it every time. Horatio singing to Hamlet as he died made me fully sob every time. The way they did the ghost on stage was so chilling and I can’t even accurately describe it, you just had to be there. Hamlet being deeply exasperated the entire time was just perfect. Hamlet and Horatio had a secret handshake. Laertes inexplicably carried an acoustic guitar case for much of the play which was very funny but also hit you with the heartbreaking implication that he had used to play while Ophelia sang and he stopped carrying it after she died. It was peak teenage-angst-hamlet and it was so dear to me. PLEASE if anyone has a recording, send it to me.

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The Zero Comment Challenge is a way for readers to find new stories and reach out to authors they want to encourage. 

Every fandom has stories that get lost in the shuffle. Maybe they were posted during a busy time and didn’t get much attention. Maybe the author didn’t tag as effectively as they could have to get their story in front of the audience it was intended for. Maybe the fandom is just really shy so they leave kudos instead of comments. 

The Zero Comment Challenge is meant to find those authors and give them some love. Go to the AO3 search and filter by comments, then look at the fics that don’t have any comments at all. Find one that looks interesting to you and let the author know what you thought. They get to meet a new reader and you get to find new fic. Everyone wins!

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fixed it

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oooo intriguing!!!

WIP Wednesday !!

What's this? Another new WIP? Another AU? Is it wrong that I'm exhausted with my brain at the moment?

But this world has been fun to set up and explore so far. There is a plan for an over-arching plot but whether that ever comes to fruition... we shall see. My main focus is really on the Regency AU currently (just don't ask questions as to how that's coming along 😰)!

Points to anyone who can guess what inspired this story from this small snippet!

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He continued reading, his eyes tracking the words on the paper rather than the ground upon where he walked. “Rumours of crypts that contain the living dead of an old world are no rumours at all. They still exist. They still haunt us. The ghosts of the past never dare to venture out of their shelter but their howls we hear each and every night—“

The words ceased immediately as Virgil strode towards his brother and snatched the leaflet from his hands. Whatever that sheet was going on about, he had decided he’d heard enough.

“These lot sound really lovely, Virg.” Without the words to keep him occupied, Gordon’s attention fell upon his brother. The sarcasm in his tone was thick. “They don’t sound like they still hold a grudge at all.”

Virgil, who was unappreciative of Gordon’s attitude, began to peruse the words himself and… He hated to admit that Gordon had a point.

#wip wednesday #thunderbirds fanfiction #thunderbirds are go

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WIP WEDNESDAY

It’s the worst thing that Scott’s ever heard. It slices through Scott’s body straight to his heart, ripping it into pieces of gruesome confetti. John’s never been a crier, or a screamer, not since he was a toddler. Since he was old enough to know what the ‘bad’ words mean he’s been a swearer at the smallest of inconveniences, and always been a glarer when faced with stupidity. True pain and sickness and anger made John boil on the inside, and you had to watch very, very closely for the signs

#wip wednesday #thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #thunderfam

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hello tumblr i had a dream about a cat that everyone loved named Soupy so i wanted to draw her for you

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Based on this.

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why is your cat green?

She’s built different 😌

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The devastating difference between how much time it takes to write something vs how fast people read it lol