hi hello this is just a warning that i am a fandom bitch and love stuff but i’m also a mess and can’t shut up. if you are avoiding spoilers for anything i’m sorry but this is not a spoiler free blog. i tag spoilers for like a week and then i just forget. feel absolutely free to not follow if this is not ok with you but also filtering tags and content helps. sorry for this ✌🏻
who are you when you are not watching tv or movies? when you aren’t playing video games or reading a book or fanfiction or listening to music or whatever other kind of media that you engage with? who are you when your mind isn’t in another world or story, when you are forced to sit with yourself and the only experience you have is your own sensorial life? can you define yourself outside of what you consume? who is that person? do you like them? can you bear it? can you bear it?
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I hate the “Oh ur posting without tags? how is anyone supposed to find ur post🥺” warning shit tumblr does now. the hand of god will deliver me unto others
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So turns out…..you guys are not gonna believe this…….but it turns out. Reading real books. Is good for you actually.
Let me be completely clear - I’m not being a sarcastic ass. I’m just realizing all over again, in real time, for myself, that reading a real life published book makes your neurons feel like they’re getting a spa day. Like I can feel my brain getting juicer and wrinklier with every page I turn. This shit is no joke, this is like hard drugs if hard drugs were good for you and made your brain feel revived and alive.
@7redmoon nothing against some good fanfic, I’m a fic author myself, but there’s something very necessary and mentally nourishing about reading a published book that isn’t just a recycled version of the same cast of characters you’re already familiar with.
@911boofer I hope it’s okay I snagged these tags bc YES!!!!! This is what I’m talking about!!! Diversify your palettes, my friends, it’s so so good for you!!
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“what thing worthy of love can be found in me ?”
Franz Kafka, from Letters to Milena
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