Je t’aime, je te hais
Fan fic writers act like they’re a marginalized class and not tumblr search result terrorists
I’m increasingly worried by all the people on my dash calling themselves insane for loving stories in the way humans have loved stories our whole history. “The brain rot is spreading” — you mean you were changed by art? “I’m not normal about this” — you were moved by it? You felt human emotions about it? “I’m about to be so annoying” — you’re going to talk about art? You’re going to be passionate? You’re going to think deeply about it? You’re going to feel love for the work of someone’s soul? You are not a consumer and art is not a product to be casually used! You are a human and stories are the beating heart of our humanity! You must feel everything and you must know that it is normal!
Here's the artwork I made for the @horrornaturalevent Hunting & Haunting fanzine <3 Happy Halloween!
thinking about how Sam could stop hunting things, but never stopped helping people. how in his sophomore year, when Brady seemed to be losing his way, Sam put all of his own shit on hold to help someone else get back up. even a demon had to be a bit admired by how good a friend he was. and thinking about Sam’s good deeds never went unpunished.
She could be faking.
Something is terribly wrong.
been rereading 17776 with an online book group, and it truly is a masterpiece. i don’t think it would ever work as well as a print book, but i wanted to give making the cover a go!
[ID: A digitally illustrated cover for "17776: What Football Will Look Like in the Future" by Jon Bois. The title "17776" is written vertically over a football which a pair of dark-skinned hands is holding out, and the overlap of the numbers and football is colored in swirling blue with red, green, and yellow accents. Above the hands float the satellite forms of Nine, Ten, and Juice in space. End ID]
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