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don't know what yall are talking about this new years resolution stuff is easy

I mean, all of them are ready to give Vicky an exclusive about how sweet their stepdad Batman is.

Steph writes BatBruce fanfics on AO3 because SHE WOULD.

My therapist just told me my problem is that I need to write more fanfiction.

my absolute favourite thing about the kirk and spock dynamic is that the whole time you’re watching the show spock is gaslighting you into thinking that kirk is this loose canon and spock is paragon of logic keeping his captain on the straight and narrow when its very clearly the other way round. aside from the being turned on by everyone and fighting like an old-timey boxer…. kirk is just like.. quite a logical, stable guy. like yeah he rules with his emotions but he’s rarely reckless or erratic, even in situations of immense pressure he’s always calm and measured. sure kirk is unhinged and insane, but we knew that right off the bat. spock on the other hand tries to hide how insanely balls to the walls crazy he is by standing next to jim and hiding all his derangement with logic. i think the reason bones beefs with spock so much because he is the only one who has noticed that spock is an absolutely unhinged individual. (jim is too busy doodling <3 mr jim spock <3 all over his briefings to notice)

i’m sorry i know it was objectively rooted in logic but watching annabeth and grover plop percy’s pasty, anemic, dying ass down in some tourist fountain and intensely splash water on him like he’s some toddler they don’t know how to bathe is probably the funniest fucking thing i’ve seen in a good while

Cannot Stress Enough how important it is to read Howl’s Moving Castle written by Diana Wynn Jones immediately after watching Howl’s Moving Castle directed by Hayao Miyazaki. When he made the movie he was of course upset with war and thus included it in the film, but you gotta understand. You really Gotta Understand. Every time in the movie where Howl turns the door dial black to travel to an absolutely hellish warscape? You know where that same dial takes him in the book? The Real World Country Of Wales

Percy: my dad's such a dick such a deadbeat I hate him

Poseidon: can you tell my kid I love him and I'm very sorry and also save his life

Poseidon: but don't tell him he can breathe underwater except very cryptically

Poseidon: yell at him to breathe a few times

Poseidon: that ought to work

There’s a tornado warning out (two, technically), so of course I went for a walk outside to see if I could spot it.  Never have I seen so many of my neighbors at one time, when there wasn’t a firework show or a picnic.

Same vibes as Daniel Radcliffe holding a burning branch

spiderband + the squinty™

bonus:

almost missed mermay 😓 hustled to get this out fr.

redrew barbie from last year

🎶Zeus fucked around fucked around

And now Hera's making sure he's finding out🎶

You're welcome gorgeous 😘

https://m.fanfiction.net/u/119117/Cithara

This is one of my favorite active authors on Fanfiction.net. This person has 25 stories posted over there, is currently updating a new one titled Call Me Friend But Keep Me Closer(HP/George W.), and just finished one called Memory’s Pale Reflection, which is one of my absolute favorite HP/SS. This author has done an outstanding job of getting me tuned in (and turned on) to DM/Remus L. with the story Just Sex. There’s also a story called One’s Man Treaaon, which features DM/Bill W. that is very well done. You’ll find that this author has done some of the best HP/Ron W. Brave New World (HP/SS; DM/RW) may have been this author’s most popular work, but I’d like to do a special mention to An Honourable Man (HP/SS; DM/RW).

I believe in you!!

https://m.fanfiction.net/u/119117/Cithara

This is one of my favorite active authors on Fanfiction.net. This person has 25 stories posted over there, is currently updating a new one titled Call Me Friend But Keep Me Closer(HP/George W.), and just finished one called Memory’s Pale Reflection, which is one of my absolute favorite HP/SS. This author has done an outstanding job of getting me tuned in (and turned on) to DM/Remus L. with the story Just Sex. There’s also a story called One’s Man Treaaon, which features DM/Bill W. that is very well done. You’ll find that this author has done some of the best HP/Ron W. Brave New World (HP/SS; DM/RW) may have been this author’s most popular work, but I’d like to do a special mention to An Honourable Man (HP/SS; DM/RW).

What?! Why?

https://m.fanfiction.net/u/119117/Cithara

This is one of my favorite active authors on Fanfiction.net. This person has 25 stories posted over there, is currently updating a new one titled Call Me Friend But Keep Me Closer(HP/George W.), and just finished one called Memory’s Pale Reflection, which is one of my absolute favorite HP/SS. This author has done an outstanding job of getting me tuned in (and turned on) to DM/Remus L. with the story Just Sex. There’s also a story called One’s Man Treaaon, which features DM/Bill W. that is very well done. You’ll find that this author has done some of the best HP/Ron W. Brave New World (HP/SS; DM/RW) may have been this author’s most popular work, but I’d like to do a special mention to An Honourable Man (HP/SS; DM/RW).

OH Yeah we have 😂

https://m.fanfiction.net/u/119117/Cithara

This is one of my favorite active authors on Fanfiction.net. This person has 25 stories posted over there, is currently updating a new one titled Call Me Friend But Keep Me Closer(HP/George W.), and just finished one called Memory’s Pale Reflection, which is one of my absolute favorite HP/SS. This author has done an outstanding job of getting me tuned in (and turned on) to DM/Remus L. with the story Just Sex. There’s also a story called One’s Man Treaaon, which features DM/Bill W. that is very well done. You’ll find that this author has done some of the best HP/Ron W. Brave New World (HP/SS; DM/RW) may have been this author’s most popular work, but I’d like to do a special mention to An Honourable Man (HP/SS; DM/RW).

Too late. You already are 😘

trying to flirt like

me, soaking up all that gay shit

@psycho-bookslut

Oh, dang....

the sexy girlbots are returning. nature is healing

The reason we dont have straight vampires is because they kill themselves. Can you imagine being straight for eternity? Torture.

Gritty’s gotten real weird, and I kind of love it.

Nessian 🗡️

👀👀 @wonderingsam

artist: @ghost_nymphz on Twitter and Instagram

rosalie should've beaten Edwards ass when she found out he was stalking bella

OH you know what? let's do controversial mental health/psychiatry opinions.

• forcibly institutionalizing psychotic people in times of crisis can not only worsen the situation but create lifelong trauma and further distrust in medical professionals and medication. it should not be a go-to option. believe it or not we still have human feelings despite a disconnect from reality.

• children should not be identified as 'sociopaths' both because antisocial behavior in childhood can be treated and because it's often a sign the child is being abused or neglected.

• people should be able to admit they're suicidal and/or self harming without fear of being institutionalized. with threat of institutionalization they won't get better, they'll just hide it more.

• not wanting to take certain medication does not make you hopeless and 'anti recovery', there are valid reasons why someone may be apprehensive towards medication as treatment and it doesn't make you delusional.

• everyone deserves autonomy in treatment, including psychotic people

• can you tell this post is partially personal rage

• oh well i'm still right about everything

@wondersammy 👀

The Making of Contempt

Is anyone tired of hearing me talk about this yet?

TOO BAD.

Ahem.

To talk of my pride and joy, I must first speak of Shame and Denial.

No. Really. They're 2 fics called Shame and Denial.

Shame has been one of my favorite fanfics for many, many years. Rarely, if ever, have I seen its like. A torrid teacher/student affair of which Harry is deeply ashamed. He's embarrassed by Severus. He is humiliated thinking of what his peers will think and say.

To me, this is quite human, and so real considering Harry's age in the story (a teenager), Severus' reputation (not good), and their history (really not good.)

In many stories, Harry is the Boy Wonder. He is the paragon of all that is good and righteous. His moral compass never fails. Not Harry Potter's! (And y'all are really expecting too much from a deeply traumatized child, let me tell you.)

No shame, btw (ba-dum-tsst.) I understand why people see the appeal in a model hero. I just don't myself. I deeply craved more of this messed up Harry. The one who doesn't always think and feel and do the right thing. The one who is selfish, sometimes. And cruel, sometimes. One who can really hurt someone he cares about, even if he doesn't mean to.

And the angst potential, c'mon!!

Then we get to Denial. Here, Harry is desperate. Here, Harry wants to love Ginny, and make his life work the way it should. Here, Harry is confused. In denial, even. (I am hilarious, aren't I?) (Oh so clever, Self, excellent work.) Harry doesn't really understand himself. He makes mistakes. Life is a bit of a jumbled mess, and so is he. Again, Harry hurts people he cares about. And he goes to Severus not with the purest or most selfless of intentions. Here Harry is again focused on himself, and his own wants and needs. Severus isn't his first choice, not at first.

And Severus, well...in both of these stories, Severus takes what he can get.

The pattern you may see is my undying devotion to deeply flawed, tragically human characters. I've seen enough characters at their best; to really know someone, you have to see their worst alongside it. I don't often see odes to the darkest, dirtiest parts of human nature. But to me, to love something, you must love all of it.

For better, or worse.

I love these characters (Harry and Severus) so much, and their relationship so much (my beloved OTP, my precious Snarry); I have explored them in many scenarios. And what I always feel like I never have enough of is digging into the depths of them. Digging into the gutters of their hearts and minds. Digging up blood and bones as much as heart and soul.

And thus....Contempt.

The first inklings of this story came to me long ago. Maybe the day I read Shame for the first time. That was so long ago, I can't quite recall. But that fic planted within me a burning need for more. I longed for more stories like it; more of the characterizations and the dynamic it provided me.

It was quite vague at first. Harry is ashamed of Severus; Harry hurts Severus; Harry, imperfect in heart and mind; Severus is mean and ugly, and I must be unforgiving with it. Then, the details came. Student/teacher affair. Severus' appearance. The scene in Severus' quarters. The stripping. The desperate kiss. Harry trying so hard to keep in mind all of Severus' faults, and the full catalogue of them only reinforces to Harry how madly in love he is.

There is more to the story. I've been dreaming of it for quite a long time. I know how the whole story plays out, really; beginning to end. Their end, mind you, not the story's end.

The past couple of years I've felt more called to this story, but I kept putting it off. I always had other projects, and this project...This project was the project. I was a bit scared of it, I think. Intimidated by the depth of it, and intimidated by my love of it. It would have to be perfect. And I didn't know what I would do with myself if I couldn't pull it off.

Then...Snarry-a-Thon 2022. I decided to self-prompt. And my self-prompt would be the story of my soul, at last. I figured I would need an external source to really give me the push I needed. Besides, I always wanted to participate in Snarry-a-Thon at least once.

To put it mildly, writing for Thon was hell. H e l l. My poor, dear friends had to listen to me whine near daily.

Oddly, the end came to me first. I was in the shower when it happened. The very last paragraph fully formed. I had figured out where, exactly, to end the story. The perfect open ending that I'm oh so fond of. Let me tell you, I leapt from the shower and ran out into the living room, naked and dripping wet, to grab my phone and type it up immediately. I was not losing that train of thought for anything on Planet Earth.

(Yes, my partner was Most Pleased by the view.) (Also: yes, I was very embarrassed once the madness loosened its grip on me and I realized what a scene I'd caused.) (And: yeah I did go back to finish my shower.)

The beginning was a little harder, but not by much. I got myself swept up in Harry's rage and humiliation and thus was born: One day, he’s going to hex Snape’s giant nose off of his stupid face. He’ll rip the nasty, greasy hair right out of his head.

Maybe it's not the nicest mental image, but it's interesting, no?

I found that Harry's awareness of his feelings spooked him; amped everything up to 110%. That boy is a total mess. Confused, guilty, ashamed, angry, relieved, overjoyed; torn between hate and love and terrible longing. Love doesn't cure him, doesn't fix him, doesn't uplift him. Love is terrifying. And awful. And much too much.

Perhaps you can see what gave me such trouble. Harry, my POV character, is a mess. How am I, the writer, meant to easily navigate said mess?? His heart in shambles, his mind in knots; what on earth was I meant to do? But I felt like such a failure for not unwinding it all so quickly and easily; a failure for all the trouble it gave me. This story had been heavy on my heart and mind for years and years. Shouldn't I have it all figured out?

It wasn't only that, of course. The intensity of the emotion was overwhelming. I'm quite an emotional person, easily swept up by passions and terrors. Many times I sat, paralyzed by the depth of feeling. When your heart is full to bursting or breaking, how are you meant to think of words at all, let alone put them down?

Every word was hard won, and ripped from flesh and bone. I pried it from my soul with teeth and nails. It was an agonizing process.

This feels quite dramatic and embarrassing to say out loud, but I really was quite distraught. Caught up, and seemingly useless for it.

Then: the word count.

Oh boy, the word count.

My friends can tell you about my word count and I. Foolish me thinking I could manage this whole story in a few thousand words. (Spoiler: I did not. It's 20,400 words.)

I specialize in ficlets, okay? I've written many a short fic in my time! I know how to pack a punch in very few words. But this? This story was not content with a few thousand words. It demanded more and more from me.

And, really...how was I meant to do Harry's mindset any justice in fewer words?

The story needed to be longer, yet it overwhelmed me. And I feared it was too many words. That the story was dragging. That readers would be bored. That it rambled too long. But I couldn't hack off more words and maintain the integrity of this story. Contempt needed to be what it ended up being, regardless of all my fretting.

I battled my own perfectionism. My own messy emotions. The mess that was Harry. The bitterness that was Severus. The twisted, misshapen shackles of their love. The deadline. The word count. The immense pressure and vulnerability in telling this story. The fear that it would appeal to no one; that all the messy, flawed characterizations would turn people off. That people would actively hate the story that I loved so much.

Writing is so deeply personal. Sharing it is more so. And I've never felt such horror sharing a work as I did in sharing Contempt.

That story is my pride and joy. I don't know that I've written anything better. And I feel so incredibly accomplished that I successfully told that story. It really is so very special to me.

And every bit of kindness left on that fic means the world to me, truly. To everyone who's read it and left me kudos and comments, from the bottom of my heart I thank you. I know I've replied to every comment, but let me say it again: thank you. It really means more than you know.

This fic was a great labor of love. I could not be more pleased with the outcome. It was worth all of the hair pulling and banging my head into walls. The fact that so many people have seen my vision and it spoke to them is just...truly, truly indescribably wonderful.

Thus: why I can't shut up about this fic. How am I meant to shut up about something I love so much????

Now that's the dream

weighted blanket isn't enough i need to be squashed beneath a precariously piled mound of mattresses like the pea that said fuck you to the princess

Some have retail therapy, but we need compression therapy

weighted blanket isn't enough i need to be squashed beneath a precariously piled mound of mattresses like the pea that said fuck you to the princess

@wondersammy I too want to be squished like a marshmallow

weighted blanket isn't enough i need to be squashed beneath a precariously piled mound of mattresses like the pea that said fuck you to the princess