You can become fluent in a language without living somewhere that it's spoken widely. You can immerse yourself if you make the choice and put in the work. Do not give up. Fluency is attainable, and not just for people with some sort of natural gift. Find things made in the language, things that are better in that language, things that are only available in that language, and love them with your whole heart. You will become fluent.

tomodachi life at its core is such a beautiful game to me. obviously it’s funny and meme-y and all that, but it’s also a game that asks “hey, what if you and everyone you’ve ever loved lived in a big apartment building together and got into silly shenanigans all day?” it doesn’t matter if they’re celebrities or fictional characters or people who are no longer around. they’re here on your island and they love you

The difference in how people draw Vergil depending on whether they know him from the Divine Comedy or from his poetry will never fail to amuse me

its like this

Catherine’s Costumes in Season 3 of The Great requested by anonymous

I feel like someone is standing next to me talking about how I'm dead

The chemical they put on ants and all the other ants think they're dead that's what happened to tumblr except the chemical is unmarketability

tumblr may have censored porn but check this out

i hope Elon musk KILLS himself and DIES a thousand DEATHS. and i hope every other billionaire a very merry DIE DIE DEATH KILL MURDER DEATH KILL

obsessed with the era of historical fashion between the 1860s and 1870s where aniline dyes kept being invented. you can find some absolute fucking eyesores of dresses that were only made that way because “acid magenta” was invented last month and it was trendy.

like this iconic gown:

or this one from the 1870s in aniline purple and aniline black:

or a trendy yellow and black gown from c. 1865, perhaps?

feel free to reblog with additional eyesores (affectionate) that i might have missed

tags via @toytulini :

At the time I made this post I couldn’t find any historical clothing in acid magenta. However, this dress (via the Philadelphia Museum of Art) is probably close, as it’s also an aniline magenta.

I literally went to find this dress specifically to post it, damn it!

You're really gonna do this to me, aren't ya?

The Metropolitan Museum of Art

The Victoria & Albert Museum

The FIDM Museum

Collection Galleira de la Mode de la Ville de Paris

Augusta Auctions

Museum of Fine Arts, Boston

There are many, many more. This is just the my ass is being lazy version.

Today I discovered that a couple of TSH characters were based on actual people Donna Tartt knew at Bennington College- amongst them were students Todd O'Neal and Matt Jacobsen, who were the inspiration for Henry and Bunny respectively.

AND JUST—

There's even their own comments about it and it's so funny wait:

Here's the source

Reading tsh be like:

Re-reading books is great and good until it’s The Secret History by Donna Tartt and you realize that within Julian’s first lecture we are witness to he speaks of Tiberius, a flawed Emperor held in disdain by his people, partially on the account he followed Augustus- a savior, a god. He spent his life striving to life up to his predecessors name and when he couldn’t, he indulged his perversions in an effort to feel something, but ultimately “died, old and mad, lost in the pleasure gardens of Capri: not even happy there, as one might hope, but miserable.”

Re-reading books is great and good until it’s The Secret History by Donna Tartt and you realize that just like Tiberius tried to follow in Augustus’s footsteps, Henry tried to follow in Julian’s. You see Richard’s focus shift from Julian- who was at first a savior, a god- to Henry, a flawed student of his who, at his end, is held in disdain by the majority of his closest friends and is lost in the indulgence of his own perversions- his attempts (and, arguable, success) to finally live without thinking.

Re-reading books is great and good until it’s The Secret History by Donna Tartt and you get to the part where Richard asks Henry in his dream, “are you happy here?” And Henry responds, “Not particularly” and you realize that Henry, like Tiberius, had never known peace or happiness in life and certainly not in death and you were warned about it in Julian’s first lecture.

how do i let people know that fall is my favorite season, not in a pumpkin spice way but in a “the snow in the mountains was melting and bunny had been dead for several weeks” kind of way?

TSH spoilers:

I feel like we as a fandom do not talk about Henry’s symbolism in TSH enough. Like, that dude is the literal embodiment of death, and I just think it’s so damn cool. I mean, his whole obsession with language and literature stemmed from the fact that he almost died in a car accident. And then every death we see in the book (the farmer’s, Bunny’s, and his very own) is directly at his hands. The others were accomplices, sure, but Henry’s the one who takes action every time. And in Francis’s failed suicide and Richard’s near death in the epilogue, they both see Henry, not Bunny or Charles or what have you.

Henry is not only obsessed with death, he IS death. He’s the reaper who’s friends toy with their mortality all the time through drugs and booze. The reason they all admire him is not only because of his size and stature and brilliance; it’s because he’s dangerous. If beauty is indeed terror, than he’s the most beautiful of them all. They all have the life preservation skills of a fly, so of course they love Henry. And of course his actions constantly bring them closer to danger and death.

Life is short. Drink another coffee. Read another book. Listen to your favourite song again. Hug your mom. Laugh. Cry. Dance in the rain. Push your friend off a cliff because of a milkshake.

"would you still love your favorite character if they did [cruellest shit you've ever heard]?" baby you dont wanna know how far my love would go for that mf

the secret history by donna tartt

5 stars + favorited!

i don't know whether i finished this book or the other way around. the whole thing sounds surreal but at the same time it could have really happened. the ending gave me chills. this is definitely a must read. it made me reminisce so much, i often had to stop reading a few times to gather my thoughts.

Can we talk about how Richard thinks of Judy Poovey as a weirdo, when she is less chaotic and insane than all of the Greek gang members.

Judy Poovey didn't do rituals in the forest that involved a bacchanal, searching for Dionysus.

Judy Poovey didn't push her best friend off a cliff.

Judy Poovey didn't cover up two murders for aesthetically pleasing reasons.

She is the most sane person out of all of them.

On the other hand, everyone that is not in the Greek class, thinks of them as the weirdos, which just shows how something that is cool and sane for one person can't be for another.

feeling the need to know about the true personality of camilla mcaulay and not her physical aspects only

The Secret History greek freaks squad deerhunting in the forest:

David Tennant: doesn’t know what an eggplant emoji signifies

Michael Sheen: has an AO3 account with approximately 600 bookmarks

good omens heritage post