fangirling all day, every day

all the 9 to 5ers scrolling through tumblr at 7am like we're reading the morning paper. raising our coffee cups in greeting by reblogging each others posts.

I am not meant for casual. I was born for soul crushing devotion.

but no one can ever know cause that's embarrassing

i embrace the sun with arms outstretched so that my oblivion will be one of my own chosing

[image description: photos of the cast of Game of Thrones at the season 8 table read, in various stages of grief]

posts that are made funnier by the image description

did you let me die in your arms in the timeloop

you know if this was 2021, the rogue-not-so-rogue translator confirming three months ago that he doesn't just add stuff in dubs and most likely the video and script had Dean saying it back, destiel would be trending for days

manager in the fanfiction universe: I don't care how many flower petals you're coughing up. You need to come in today

sometimes you get comments on fics from writers you worship as a personal hero, and it’s partially “oh my i have been judged worthy of Notice” and partially “ye gods beethoven is watching me play twinkle twinkle little star on a xylophone”

I can’t believe it

shoutout to the slow artists. the artists with hardly any time for art. the artists who reach the end of the day with no energy for art. you got this i believe in you and you are no less valued than anyone else

to be clear. when i say artist i mean every kind of art. drawing writing music sculpting embroidery idc this post was for you and i am sending my love your way

I dunno maybe the horrors would be less daunting if we were holding hands

with each other or with the horrors?

I've got two hands