I like a lot of things, I reblog a lot of random stuff. I've been re-blogging a lot of bunnies. Not really sorry for that. I don't tolerate Xander Hate. I have this habit of writing epic fics instead of pretty one shots. Ugh. Um...I think everyone should watch Big Wolf on Campus at least once. o^^o
pluto is a planet again it’s like the time sir arthur conan doyle killed off sherlock holmes and the fans terrorized him into bringing him back
Imagine dragons sleeping the same way giraffes do
Yessss! I wanna draw sleeping dragons tooo
Maybe they sleep like camels…
or…. uh… snakes?
Or maybe they sleep on trees
There is nothing about this post I don’t love
maybe they sleep like bats
FUCK I LOVE ALL OF THIS
If I had the power, I would ask all the authors in the world to do Yuletide or something like it every year. Sign up for a fic exchange and write some porn for a stranger; tailor your stories to an audience of one, let go of the long-form plots and the careful wide-spectrum appeal, embrace the joy of spending a hundred words on Carlos’s perfect hair or Buffy’s perfect shoes or Jo’s perfect knives. Remember the joy of waiting for one person to open a story and see what it contains.
Because fanfic is joy. Fanfic is fixing the things you see as broken, and patching the seams between what’s written and what is not, and giving characters who got cheated out of their happy endings another chance. There was a time, not that long ago as we measure things, where all fiction was what we would now call “fan fiction.” Shakespeare didn’t come up with most of his own plots. He wrote plays about the stories people already loved. We didn’t get a thousand versions of “Snow White” accidentally: people changed that story to suit themselves, and no one said they weren’t storytellers, or looked down on them for loving that core of red and black and white, of apples and glass and snow.
Imagine your OTP giving each other a piggy back ride. But with the bigger/stronger/taller one being the “piggy” on top.