theashleyclements:

first and last // lizzie bennet

This made me feel things.

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rainbowrowell:

siminiblocker:

Cath is very subtle about her fandom.

An old piece from the Fangirl reblog book club, that I got stalled on and recently went back to. Reagan is one of my favorite parts of the book. SHe makes me miss my college roommate, even if they are not at all similar in the details.

THIS IS AMAZING!!!!!

LOOK! NO, LOOK!

LOOOOOOOOOK!!!!

IT’S ART’S WEDDING PHOTO! AND SIMON AND BAZ AND THE LEAVES!

AND REAGANNNNNNNNN!!!!!

(This Reagan is perfect.) (No, really, perfect.) (She’s perfect.)

AND THE SIMON SNOW BOOKS!

AND THE FAN ART OF BAZ ON THE THRONE!

IT IS FAN ART OF FAN ART.

SIMINI BLOCKER SHOULD BE GLAD SHE LIVES MULTIPLE STATES AWAY FROM ME, BECAUSE THIS ISN’T THE FIRST TIME I’VE WANTED TO HUG HER HALF TO DEATH.

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coffeeandsleeping:

Dear Tumblr users who I don’t know in real life,

I really like seeing your personal posts, even the whiny angsty ones, and particularly the strange boring ones. I like these little windows into your lives even if I’ve never seen pictures of you and all I really know is that we like a few of the same tv shows. Please continue to let me read your to do lists and your conversations with strange relatives.

Thank you,

Stranger from the internet.

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giddinesswithabandon:

So my little guy just asked me, “Are they gonna call this one the EBD?”

and of course I told him the truth which is: “you know, it’s more likely people will just start out calling it ‘Where the heck is Mr. Knightley…we wanna see Mr. Knightley!’ even though that takes forever to say” 

Ooh, I like that acronym. It’s fun because EBD isn’t actually an acronym of anything sensible. But it’s immediately obvious to an obsessive.

We fans are all about the complex backstory.

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it-hurts-because-it-mattered:

No but this is actually a big part of why I ship them so much. They’ve both had to grow up so fast, become leaders when most people their age aren’t even adults yet, And they both have nobody but their closest friends believing that they can actually do anything, until they literally cemement their power in blood and fire.

They both always have to be *so* strong, and stoic, and unflinching whenever anyone is around. “Kill the boy and let the man be born.” “If I look back I am lost.” The words they constantly tell themselves, in their moments of doubt and fear, could be so easily applied to the other.

And I imagine that when they finally meet, they’ll both be there, playing their parts, staring each other dead in the eye, betraying nothing, until one of them (probably Dany) says something, maybe a subtle threat, that’s just slightly off, that sounds a little bit ridiculous in context, or sounds absurd because of the cultural divide. Then the other one just stands there confused for a minute, and starts to look quizzical for a few seconds, then the tense silence is broken by a muffled chuckle slipping past their lips, then as (let’s say it’s Jon laughing, for ease of pronouns) he starts breaking out in laughter despite himself, Dany realises what she said and joins him in laughter, and they just can’t help it, and they’re laughing at themselves, because they both see what nobody else would dare to. That they’re both children, playing at being queens or lords or whatever their roles are, and they’re doing it better than any of the adults ever could.

And that’s when this picture was taken.

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