#Love for Love

[abeinkshadows]

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[blondebombcutie]

[j-august]

SCANDAL: No, turn pimp, flatterer, quack, lawyer, parson, be chaplain to an atheist or stallion to an old woman, anything but poet. A modern poet is worse, more servile, timorous and fawning than any I have named: without you could retrieve the ancient honours of the name, recall the stage of ancient Athens, and be allowed the force of open honest satire.

VALENTINE: You are as inveterate against our poets as if your character had lately been exposed upon the stage.

William Congreve, Love for Love

[supercriminalbean]

To the anon who asked for a pic of my hair I'm hoping to dye it next week cos right now it's looking not as good as it could so I'll try it post then my love 😘 also to thoes that have sent me request lately I love you all 🥺🥺🥰 it might take a while cos somehow life is always busy. But hopefully be post soon I love you. All of my followers and mutuals I love you and appreciate y'all thanks for supporting my writing and this strange blog I got.

[cercamioltreipensieri]

[braydichbeauty]

Love is an action. Love is a behavior.

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[delsincloud]

[skarsgards-bill]

Andrew Garfield talks to Elmo about grief and the passing of his mother

[jandjsalmon]

Fun Story to Share.

I got my (now 18-year-old) daughter into Ao3 back in 2021. I taught her she should always comment - even if the fic looks old or abandoned or whatever. She did.

Well - she got this email this morning:

The fic was written in 2014 and essentially abandoned.

Bethy read and reviewed in 2021 (and was actually the only person who had commented at all).

Today in 2025 - the final chapter was posted by the author and this was her reply to Bethy’s comment.

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Never question whether a fic is too old to comment on.

[daily-spooky]

[toss-a-coin-to-your-stan-account]

staff: our april fools joke this year is a silly feature that doesn't really do anything but give you a button to boop other users! they have to opt-in first though :)

me:

[caats]

[sunsbleeding]

[j-august]

We've something too, to gratify ill nature (If there be any here), and that is satire. Tho' satire scarce dares grin, 'tis grown so mild; Or only shows its teeth, as if it smiled.

William Congreve, Love for Love

[ur-daily-inspiration]