Hi guys. I’m going to piss off a lot of YA writers (and possibly
readers) today, so hang onto your hats.
Mainly, if you’re in love with the idea of a high schooler
with no strategic or combat experience heading up a revolution or war because
they’re “so dedicated and determined,” don’t read this. Please, don’t. You’re
not going to see anything you like. Go ahead and keep enjoying your guilty
pleasure – that’s fine. I’m not going to own up to some of the guilty pleasures
I love in fiction but don’t buy for a second in real life. That’s chill. Go for
But there are just things that I – and readers like me – are
tired of seeing. If you’re sick of that trope, then keep reading. If you’re
open to the idea of ditching that trope in your writing, then I really
This assessment/collection of tips on why teens shouldn’t run
revolutions - and if you’re going to make them, how they CAN do it well - will
include comparisons to history, other fiction (Unplugged), and Black Butler.
Plus swearing and a range of incorrect capitalizations, because it’s fun.
Craig Tucker for best boyfriend of the year & Stan Marsh for worst boyfriend of the year cause he’s letting his bf start wars n shit just bc he’s sad n feels alone. Come the fuck on Stan. Be there for him. He’s god damn emotional.
Ryuu went early to the drama club’s theatre today. He glanced through his phone to see if the message he sent fifteen minutes ago to Ai was delivered. It was.
“Come here at once!”
He had told Kurou about the strong feelings he felt for that female café personel. He ended up being laughed at-how dare he ?!-and was given an answer that the subject was not his forte. Heck, he did not know what feeling was it but was given a suggestion to consult it with Ai. Hmph. It was not like he will be much of a help.
Either way, he wanted to try to understand it before it overwhelms him and be a hindrance to the school play. Little did he knew that his text message sounds like the cupid was in a big trouble.
Don’t let us, Lucifans, start shipping wars between Deckerstar and Marclo. We’ve been devoid of any hatred among ourselves, we’ve been the most peaceful fandom that ever existes so far. Ol'dad! We need a favour. We’ll be the bloggers You’ve always wanted us to be. Post about what You want us to. All we ask… Is that You protect the fandom…
seeing that haiku-robot on that post of yours gave me an idea. If you just start wording your posts, or 'final additions' to your post in the format of a haiku, it'll be reblogged by haiku-robot. Might be a cheap way to get some more exposure.
Lets start a race war Purge the racially impure make America white
Imagine being a new recruit in the rebellion and being trained by Poe. _______________________________________________________________________ Poe: “Oh, hey there. Are you, (Y/n)?” (Y/n): “Yes!” Poe: “Great! I’m Poe, Poe Dameron and I was chosen to train you so. Lets get started.”
Lowkey wondering how this looks better than my actually planned out art when this is just a damn sketch
Anyway, last minute before bed doodle of the Firefly and his tol bean pole giving him a chu~ ❤
Love ya Danny boy!