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Chapter 2 of Sudar’ Darkling’s Home for Peculiar Children is here, yay
Darkling and Kaz talk for the first time face to face, and both are confused by one another
People who don’t alphabetize by author last name confuse and frighten me.
The only section of my home library that does not follow this organization scheme is my art history books; books about a particular artist are alphabetized by artist’s last name, and books about general art history are organized by era they cover as best as possible.
People who are organizing their bookshelves by physical properties of the books?? They’re your books so do what you want but also I’m scared of you.
Genre + physical property
Type + physical property + series. I have like a place for comics, and the ones that are like a4 and bigger stand vertically by the type (bubble comics and some marvel ones + elf quest on the other side) and then ones that are smaller are lying horizontally, the biggest are at the bottom, the smallest at the top. The same goes for fiction literature, the ones that are thick stand vertically, and all others like horizontally, the smallest are at the bottom, and the biggest are at the top. They are also like based on series, so books from one series are in the same place near each other in the chronological order (the first on the left and counting to the right). Nonfiction books are just horizontal as of now, but the same: the biggest at the bottom. The same goes for more political related books, they have another place, as they refer to what I studied at Uni. There is also another shelf. Where I have all the skill related book, they all stand vertically, so like the smallest are at the left and the biggest at the right, no sorting by the type of skill. Also there are linguistic school books, they are sorted by the language though. I also have like a whole coffee table sorted by the non-fiction book, fiction book, skill book, and that’s an order I read them in
It sounds way more complicated when I try to write it down like that
I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF
This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.
Reblogging because it’s a damn potato and I want to encourage people to assume potatoes are magical.
w-what if potato is actually lucky
🔥 choose violence ask game 🔥
- the character everyone gets wrong
- a compelling argument for why your fave would never top or bottom
- screenshot or description of the worst take you’ve seen on tumblr
- what was the last straw that made you finally block that annoying person?
- worst discord server and why
- which ship fans are the most annoying?
- what character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them?
- common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about
- worst part of canon
- worst part of fanon
- number of fandom-related words you’ve filtered
- the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them
- worst blorboficiation
- that one thing you see in fics all the time
- that one thing you see in fanart all the time
- you can’t understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)
- there should be more of this type of fic/art
- it’s absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on…
- you’re mad/ashamed/horrified you actually kind of like…
- part of canon you found tedious or boring
- part of canon you think is overhyped
- your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores
- ship you’ve unwillingly come around to
- topic that brings up the most rancid discourse
- common fandom complaint that you’re sick of hearing
Six of Crows fandom, tell me, what songs/artists do you associate with kanej?
Ok, so, I really love this song and it fits like A LOT of my fav characters and pairs. like it’s so horribly and sweetly co-depending with all the shit going around and ye
Translation into English under the cut
So, I wanted to upload the second chapter of “Sudar’ Darkling’s Home for Peculiar Children” today, bus as we all know what’s going on with AO3, have a piece now, Darkling and Kaz talk face to face for the first time
“So,” he started, smiling almost pleasantly — but his eyes were still far from it. “What is it about you that everyone wanted to get?”
Oh. Suddenly Kaz was aware why and how Darkling even took a shine in him — because everyone else wanted to have him. Well, Kaz already regretted his decision, but at least now he knew what sort of man Darkling was, and how to deal with him. That was like getting back on a pavement after a long walk in swamps.
Not the most straightforward pavement, but at least some pointers were here.
“Sir, I doubt my skills will be of use to you. They are only applicable in a place like a Barrel.”
Which was true. Darkling hummed and leant closer. Kaz didn’t flinch and even kept a neutrally polite face. The man smelled nice, and he doubted he was happy about a dirty urchin straight from jail sitting in his expensive armchairs.
“Then tell me what sort of skills you have. And we’ll see.” his voice was low and he probably thought it was dangerous. Maybe to someone who wasn’t surviving the Barrel for the last three years it was.
Well, fine. It was sort of like joining the Dregs, just needing to tell what he could do. While watching straight into Darkling’s dark eyes and keeping a small smile.
How screwed are you?
I wanna screetch about the fic I’m writing, so, probably, after the ao3 is back up I’ll post another chapter in different au in the same fandom
That’s the first time I drunk coffee in a long time. It was a Siberian raf, like, very little coffee, a lot of milk and syrope made of pine nut
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