- Monday, September 22nd


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- Monday, September 22nd

Ummphh. Source: his Twitter

- Thursday, September 18th




Spiders with water droplet hats are something I really needed to know about.

I have a bad phobia of spiders but this is freaking adorable alright

Did this photoset just make spiders look cute to me?

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- Wednesday, September 17th




*presses the button* *worships the button* *becomes the button*

So. There would be many Finn Nelson’s if this could happen

And we could all bring our Finn Nelson’s together for a convention… sort of a Finn Nelson dog park playdate, if you will.

This a really fucking dope idea. Too bad I don’t have a cloning machine.

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- Wednesday, September 17th
Nearly every day, a friend or acquaintance tags me on Facebook, asking me to share a list of 10 books that have influenced me. Nearly every day, I read such lists from the same circle of friends and acquaintances. I understand the tidy pleasures provided by such an exercise, but in truth, I am not merely influenced by books. I could not limit a list of important books to a number or a neatly organized list. The list, whatever it might look like, would always be changing because I too am always changing. I am not influenced by books. Instead, I am shaped by them. I am made of flesh and bone and blood. I am also made of books.

—Read the rest of this essay The Books That Made Me Who I Am (via roxanegay)
5 days ago - 178 notes

- Wednesday, September 17th


*presses the button* *worships the button* *becomes the button*

So. There would be many Finn Nelson’s if this could happen

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- Tuesday, September 16th





Ultra rare exclusive photo of RYAN GOSLING WITH HIS DAUGHTER!!

(photo credit to ch1darkcy, if you haven’t seen this post you are missing out on PURE GOLD)

Hahahaha I didn’t remember this! Oh those crazy times…

But see, we have a EXCLUSIVE!

Are y’all for real lmao

It was a weird, wild summer. I have no regrets.

YOOOOOOOOO. lmfao I almost forgot.

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- Monday, September 15th



reminder: ferguson and palestine are still happening and are still important even though there’s less attention being paid to them right now

this also applies to the missing school girls kidnapped by Boko Haram in Nigeria!

6 days ago - 45,249 notes

- Monday, September 15th



Girls vs boys dancing in Empire Records (1995)

Okay, so, I started a fic about Rae and Finn going to see this movie and discussing its merits like 100 years ago for hohumi, but never got it to a place that I really liked. I think a crossover AU between Empire and MMFD would be awesome, but I think Rae would have to be the Deb character. I wanted that whole movie to be about Deb and Lucas and maybe some Mark and Eddie. Oh and of course Warren.

Gasp. Oh my God. You remember. I hope a story comes from this cuz damn it would be crazy great.

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- Sunday, September 14th

Under the Tunisian Moon - Chapter 5


Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4

A/N: First of all, THANK YOU SO MUCH for your wonderful comments and gif responses and continued support, in light of me sort of neglecting my other fics for this one. I think I have a couple (maybe three) more chapters in me for this one.

I also have feelings about this story that I’ve been wondering if I should talk about. (Some of them prompted by thisissomefreshbullshit's comments on chapter 4.) It has occurred to me from the beginning, but more and more as I get into this fic, that it's not just the place that makes things a (little bit) easier for Rae and Finn. They’ve each had time. Almost a whole extra year, which, in their young lives, is not insubstantial.

Finn has gone to Leeds for reasons other than Rae. Rae has had a year of therapy and had a relationship with Liam that ran its course, leaving her with maybe a few more metaphorical scars, but also wiser. (Not wise, just wisER.)

I was struggling internally with this chapter for a couple of days, but I’m going to post it. You guys can let me know what you think! :)

OH. AND. WARNING: This chapter contains a quantity of smut. Smut with substance, but smut is smut.


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After they shared a lingering goodnight kiss, Rae grabbed her shoes and headed back inside. Both her head and her heart were full, and she couldn’t account for how she was feeling. Obviously, she was happy. She was over the fucking moon. But this happiness had an expiration date. He would leave in a few days, and even if he came back to Stamford to visit his dad, it didn’t mean she’d see him again. They’d grown up in the same place for seventeen years and hadn’t managed to properly meet, why assume that he’d want to see her again after he left?

Rae ambled along, unaware of her surroundings, until she was at the end of the hall outside her room. She pulled out her room key and just as she opened the door, she heard a hissing at the other end of the hall.

“Psssst! Rae!” Pamela was shout-whispering her name and waving at her.

Rae tossed her Converse into her room and padded back towards the dining room.

“What?” she asked, in hushed tones.

“What d’ya mean, ‘what’? Spill. I told ya I wanted details.”

“Can’t it wait?” Rae glanced in the doorway and only saw one table occupied.

“This guy won’t leave; he’s been nursing one drink for an hour and a half. I keep droppin’ hints about how the kitchen is getting ready to close, but he won’t budge! So, dish.”

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