Reblog If You Believe Fanfics Are As Valid As Books That Were Published And Sold By Authors Who Write

Vogue magazine

Janvier 1936

- From the archives

starting a collection of my favourite AO3 author’s notes

honourable mentions

I'm done

Oh how I love being a fanfic girl🩷🩷🩷🩷

sometimes you’re hit with a friendly realization that yes, life is good. you have your comfort characters and you have archive of our own. life is actually beautiful

Yoshitaka Amano: Gashu Illustrations Art Book (1996)

Alejandra Pizarnik, Nueva correspondencia. instagram

Oh to be a student in a haunted academy, your reading companions the ghosts of a glorious past

How I found out about trump getting shot

"Do you ever dream of land?" The whale asks the tuna.

"No." Says the tuna, "Do you?"

"I have never seen it." Says the whale, "but deep in my body, I remember it."

"Why do you care," says the tuna, "if you will never see it."

"There are bones in my body built to walk through the forests and the mountains." Says the whale.

"They will disappear." Says the tuna, "one day, your body will forget the forests and the mountains."

"Maybe I don't want to forget," Says the whale, "The forests were once my home."

"I have seen the forests." Whispers the salmon, almost to itself.

"Tell me what you have seen," says the whale.

"The forests spawned me." Says the salmon. "They sent me to the ocean to grow. When I am fat with the bounty of the ocean, I will bring it home."

"Why would the forests seek the bounty of the oceans?" Asks the whale. "They have bounty of their own."

"You forget," says the salmon, "That the oceans were once their home."