"are you the person who says goodnight to everyone at 9PM then stays up all night reading fanfictions at tumblr?"
Yves Olade, from Bloodsport; “When rome falls”
[Text ID: “You look like you’ve eaten the sun, like / you drank so much sunlight you’re drowning in it.”]
Mental illness can be cured by thinking about The Character but be careful because mental illness can also be caused by thinking about The Character
"gender envy or attraction?" both. i want to be him AND i want to fuck him.
Marauders fans be like “i read AU’s to escape the pain of cannon” and then the AU is the bloody Hunger Games
Fantasy authors are now banned from titling their books anything to do with crowns, thorns, precious metals, roses, blood or bones. You hauve to think of something else now.
for a while i tried being as Not weird, gross and cringe as possible and i tell you i was deeply depressed the entire time. turns out you need to be embarrassing to enjoy life to the fullest
Seems unfair that I don't have 18 hours a day to read and write fanfiction. Sleep? Work? What are these nonsense tasks?
Why don't they make stained glass fish tanks? Give those fish Catholic guilt
google docs HATES them! writer has a style that actually sounds like someone talking, not like a perfectly grammatically correct robot!
“I love my babies!” I say, pointing to a collection of grown ass men and women and aliens with serious trauma and are guilty of murder
me: i’m in my [character/fandom] era. i think it’s going to be permanent
also me, literally a week later: i’m in my [different character/fandom] era. i think it’s going to be permanent
trying to analyse he xuan is ridiculous. he is orestes he is lear he is prospero he is scrooge he is esau he is the ancient mariner he is the count of monte cristo he is every byronic hero. but most importantly he is none of those things because in every aspect he flopped. he didn’t get his vengeance he didn’t find his peace he didn’t even die a dramatic final death. he spent hundreds of years on an elaborate revenge plot only to falter at the last moment and ruin it for himself. he doesn’t even get to be heathcliff haunting the moors in unfulfilled passion about it, he just follows the love of his life at a sad distance like a wet mop, hiding out of sight while eating up all the food. just the wettest saddest lil’est meow meow flopsky that you’ve ever beheld.
me reading about the same two characters falling in love over and over again in new settings
Metaphorically I guess you could say Hua Cheng as crimson rain represents heaven's blood and period cramps considering his whole blood rain thing and periodic just being a huge pain in the balls for everyone involved and then Xie Lian would therefore be the tampon sucking up his destruction briefly before he eventually enters his toxic shock era and destroys heaven even more than hc did
me, a supposed writer, when i can’t find the very specific scenario i made up in my head in any fanfic: am i- am i supposed to write it myself??
Guys please don't hate me for this but I just saw a piece of xie lian fanart with my glasses off and genuinely thought it was a picture of a tampon
why so /srs?