I Am A Sucker For Fics Where Everyone Thinks Sirius Is This Massive Player Who Sleeps Around All The

my dad–also a writer–came to visit, and i mentioned that the best thing to come out of the layoff is that i’m writing again. he asked what i was writing about, and i said what i always do: “oh, just fanfic,” which is code for “let’s not look at this too deeply because i’m basically just making action figures kiss in text form” and “this awkward follow-up question is exactly why i don’t call myself a writer in public.”

he said, “you have to stop doing that.”

“i know, i know,” because it’s even more embarrassing to be embarrassed about writing fanfic, considering how many posts i’ve reblogged in its defense.

but i misunderstood his original question: “fanfic is just the genre. i asked what you’re writing about.” 

i did the conversational equivalent of a spinning wheel cursor for at least a minute. i started peeling back the setting and the characters, the fic challenge and the specific episode the story jumps off from, and it was one of those slow-dawning light bulb moments. “i’m writing about loneliness, and who we are in the absence of purpose.”

as, i imagine, are a lot of people right now, who probably also don’t realize they’re writing an existential diary in the guise of getting television characters to fuck. 

“that’s what you’re writing. the rest is just how you get there, and how you get it out into the world. was richard iii really about richard the third? would shakespeare have gotten as many people to see it if it wasn’t a story they knew?”

so, my friends: what are you writing about?

So I had a go at a zine.. I am no writer and please overlook the dodgy Photoshop but hey zines are rustic right? (Borrowed some words, hope that's ok!)

This is... well, actually there aren't words. I am just continuously blown away by how talented you guys are. You got everything!!! From the lady with 'Marauders' in her sunglasses to the 'Inner Eye' title (genius, btw) to the photos being taken by Lily. Which I'm absolutely losing it over fr. Even young David Thewlis, I- *sobs*

I saved this onto my computer just so I could blow it up and read every inch of it. It's phenomenal, and you just took my love of zines to a new level. This is absolutely art <3

HARRY POTTER 20th Anniversary Thai Edition - cover art by ARCH APOLAR

No, no, and NO.

AO3 does not live in “the cloud” because that is other people’s computers, and other people’s computers are vulnerable to censorship.

AO3 is on its own computers. It does still have to be housed somewhere, and I suppose a determined enough hater could try to find that place and go after it, but it’s a lot harder than sending spurious complaints to Amazon or whomever going “BadWrong things are hosted on your cloud service!”

Owning the servers is a core tenet of OTW/AO3.

ten lines, ten people

my baby (gc omega #1 <3) @sequinhaze tagged me in this and I went back and forth for a while because I don't actually haaave ten confirmed wips to share. I don't even have ten full ideas, because thinking about balancing that many ideas makes me want to vomit

but I do have these. whether [most of them] will ever leave my drafts is unknown, but what the hell - here u go

rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. if you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.

"The fact that it was a Saturday night in July and the lookout was empty should’ve been clue number one that they were about to be murdered." -> "Grimmauld Pines" a cheesy 80s vampire AU based on The Lost Boys (1987)

"Most evenings Andromeda had to hide that confounding purple Game-kid—Game-boy thingy away in the kitchen cupboard behind not one but two locking charms just to ensure her grandson slept through the night." -> "Teddy Lupin and the Elder Tree" oop a title drop ig

"[Letter written to the author in April of 1963, used to compile the events of the 2nd and 50th divisions of the Royal British Army during the Battle of France in 1940.] Dear Harry, I’m sorry this letter has taken me so long to write." -> Unnamed Battle of Dunkirk AU

"Arriving backstage at a concert stadium the first thing you notice is the smell. It’s overpowering, like an auto shop on fire. or alternatively; “Jesus Christ, that’s a big cock.” -> [Name redacted], Cadence of Part-time Poets, Part 2

no pressure tagging (apologies if you've already done it xx) : @otrtbs @ad-aspera-per-aspera @crushofdoves @waririses @rollercoasterwords @messrsage @wanderingdonut @billspaid @drownedlove @elder-millennial-trash @anouri

Before finishing ur Remus Lupin drawing. Ask yourself. Does he look bitchy? Does he look like a right cunt? Does he look like he read The Bell Jar and found it relatable? Does he look like a stretched out twink? Does he look like he'd spit at a tory? Does he look limp-wristed and dangerous? If you said no to any of these try again.

A wedding in a refugee camp near Khartoum. (Sudan, 1995) - Pascal Maitre

One of these things is not like the others

Matt Damon explains why they don’t make movies like they used to. Pls watch.

‘’–under the muffliato spell ‘’

yepp this is the new fanart with them<3

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