PLEASE TELL ME U HAVE AN IRONDAD MASTERLIST AHHH I LOVE UR RECS SO MUCH
Hey! Thanks so much! I’m not sure if you mean fics I’ve written or fics I’ve recced, so I’ll give you both:
Fic rec posts - masterlist
All my fics on tumblr
All my fics on Ao3
porra em 2022 eu vou sentar tanto o dedo no 13 e a teclinha vai afundar vai estragar a urna e vão precisar trocar pqp
EH LULA PORRA
It is so fucking hard to be the only child of an immigrant father, specially if you are a girl. I feel like I'm being controlled all the time, I am almost eighteen and I still get yelled at for wearing sport pants, for wearing a dress, for staying out late. I can barely make friends because I'm afraid of my father, I feel more judged by him then by anyone else.
DEAD POETS SOCIETY (1989, dir. Peter Weir) V FOR VENDETTA (2005, dir. James McTeigue)
I feel like everyone on tumblr is just the same person in slightly different fonts. Like we all love books, simp over fictional characters, want to live in a cottage in the woods, want to learn old forgotten languages, love kitties, know specific details about random stuff, like pretty rocks, want to run in an empty castle wearing a gown, love taylor swift and lorde and hozier, are anxious and mildy sad, love iced coffee or tea, and are sick of waiting for our teenage dream.
Ps ~this isn't me trying to generalize, it's just an observation lmao.
in a way. catcher in the rye is just the depressed man’s ferris bueller’s day off
Last week I slept at 7 am. No kidding.
me: *has to get up early*
me at 1am: