Omg.... OMG.

i know it’s probably unhealthy or something but some days the best motivation is spite

Comment on fanfics

A few days back on AO3 I found an unfinished, two chapter spideypool fanfic that was cute and had lots of potential and was also last updated two years ago. Two whole years! And it had only three comments, all of which on chapter one, none on chapter two. I enjoyed the fanfic, despite it being far, FAR from being finished and the chance of it ever updating again anytime soon was just about zero. So you know what I did?

I wrote a damn comment. On chapter two.

And I made sure that fucker was long and had a small theory of where I think the author would take the fanfic in the future. I let the person behind the fic know that I friggin LOVED the two chapters I got to read! That I would LOVE to see more! That I’d jump out of my skin in happiness and virtually hug them half to death if I saw that they updated it.

Let me remind you this fic wasn’t updated in two YEARS! I was the first to comment on it in a year. And the first to comment on chapter two! And you know what happened today?

I got a reply.

From the author of the fanfic. And the author said how I gave them life for a project they had loved (still did) and that they were now working on a third chapter. After two YEARS of not updating. Of not writing. And it makes me so friggin happy seeing what I did. What I caused.

With a single. Damn. Comment.

All that it took for me was to think a bit about what I wanted to tell the author and the comment it. All it took was one comment. And suddenly this person was inspired to continue a fanfic they had abandoned for TWO YEARS!!

I couldn’t be happier. I couldn’t be more proud.

Comment on people’s fanfics. No matter how few chapters there are. No matter how many years have passed since their last update. Comment. You like a fanfic? Comment on it. It’s that easy.

It’s often been remarked that Spider-Man’s schtick wouldn’t work nearly so well if he didn’t live in a town with so many tall buildings, but consider: how well would Batman’s “I am the night” routine work if he was operating out of a normal city where people actually live, rather than a perpetually twilit urban hellscape that looks like the Art Deco movement had a one-night stand with Soviet Brutalism in a wrought-iron-and-gargoyle factory?

I’m never quite sure if I’m put off by Doc or turned on by him... Although I’ve found that these two feelings are not necessarily mutually exclusive.

wynonna earp ✮ bravery is just a fancy word for stupid. 

kara: lena and i don’t have pet names for each other.

alex: uh-huh … what do bees make?

kara: …honey?

lena, from another room: yes, dear?

alex: never lie to my face again.

Wynonna: Nicole would you do me the honor of becoming my sister in law?

Waverly: Did you just propose to her for me?

Wynonna: Someone had to, Waverly!

I am about to watch s6e1 of Arrow and I swear to fucking god, if Felicity dies I will burn CW to the ground.

On set

Ok CW. You win. You’ve killed me. I’m dead now.

Because we love who we could be, in someone else’s eyes.