More about Alec and Magnus: Hi Cassie. You are my favorite author of all time, but I heard something that confuses me. I heard that you feel about Malec like a “chore” and that you don’t care about them. My question is this isn’t true right? I refuse to believe this because I can’t believe you would do something like that. Malec is just as important to the story as Clace (well to me and I think a lot of other people.) Could you please tell me what Malec really means to you? Thank you for listening er, or reading I guess Love greatly,  — booger206

I wanted to answer this question because it really cuts to a kind of discomfort consumers have with creators. Writers are doing a job — which is mostly fun, but which is sometimes exhausting and frustrating and just plain hard — and also channeling our interests, obsessions, experiences, and loves into what ultimately becomes a book. And sometimes readers wonder, if this is our job, how much do we love it? How much do we love what you love? What terrible thing might happen if the creator doesn’t love their creation as much as you?

I can only think of this as a question based in fear of an imbalance of caring and power, rather than spite (which was admittedly my first thought, but I’m working on that). Yes, writing is my job. It is a job. It is a job that I love, because there is no reason something cannot be both work and a thing you love. In fact, I often think that is the absolute best you can hope for, as an artist — because pure love and no work is self-indulgence, which is fun to write but not to read, and all work and no love — well, I don’t know what that ends up as. I’ve never done it. But I imagine it feels joyless to do and to read.

I created Magnus and Alec years ago, when no one cared about them but me, and I loved them when no one knew about them except me, and I loved them through the early years when no one paid any attention to them at all and no one had made up the word “Malec.” I wrote them for myself first, and then also for the many gay and bisexual readers who, more and more, wrote to me to tell me that Magnus and Alec meant something important to them, and then finally for the many readers across the board who had come to care about them. The bond between author and character is a strong one: they will always be part of me : part of my brain, part of my heart, part of years of work and love. 

I cannot promise you will always love everything I write, that our opinions will not diverge about narrative and story choices. But let me make you this promise, readers: I will never, ever, ever write something I don’t love. I will never write characters I don’t care about. I will never write anything that feels like a chore to me. I have no need to do it, and I am not going to cause myself unnecessary pain and stress for no earthly reason whatsoever.

I guess I would just close out by saying that you can never really know why a writer writes anything, unless they tell you. You can only guess. You can guess with a generous spirit or an ungenerous one. As a writer, I try to guess about other writers with as generous a spirit as I can. I find in the end, it makes me happier. :)

this is so amazing because i mean you all know i love allusions but it was finished before most of you followed me and it’s not exactly everyone’s cup of tea but i spent so much time on it

and it’s hard to remember people care about it. like this morning i was thinking eh no one really gives a shit about allusions.

but now i…

Things People Dont Tell You About Writing

                                      …that they really should.

  • Writing is a JOB

It takes time and work, just like your day job.  You have to invest in it.  We can all scribble but if you’re really going to put an idea into words, you should think about scheduling it, writing times in a planner to do it just like you would work.  Make it a habit.  Even when you dont feel like it.  It might be shit sometimes, but its worth it in the long run.  

  • Not everyone is going to be a fan

Even your favorite authors have people who dont like them.  Not everyone is going to like your style, your characters, your plots, or even you.  Push through.  Someone does.  

  • Writing is scary

The hardest part about writing is just sitting down and starting.  It can be legit frightening.  We can plot and plan for days but eventually you just need to dive in and put your pen to paper (Or fingers to the key board).  You’ll be afraid.  Creating a whole new world is a big responsibility.  But it will be fine.  Just write!

  • Not all characters have to be ‘good’

Not even just your villains.  Your hero can be a major dill hole too.  Even Luke Skywalker was a douche bag.  Dont try and make your characters ‘flawed’.  You dont have to try.  If you’re writing a person they aren’t going to be ‘flawed’.  They’ll just be people.  

  • Sometimes too good grammar just makes characters annoying

Language evolves and changes.  I get supper annoyed if people are written with perfect speech, most of all in dialog.  If you’re going to speak you’re going to use contractions.  If it feels awkward to say out loud, it probably reads awkward.  For example:  “Do not do that Mckenzie.” vs “Don’t do that Mckenzie.”  Read things out loud.  

  • Hand Writing is an Art

Always have a notebook is something that we’ve all heard but it doesn’t have to be just for those spur of the moment ideas.  Physically handwriting and not just typing can be cathartic.  Pretty colors and coding can just make everything you’re doing more inspirational.  

  • Brain food is important

Dont forget to eat and drink while writing.  And sleep.  I know most of us are night owls but its just a plain fact that our brains function better and faster with the proper amount of sleep and nourishment.  Almonds are great.  Water is king.

  • Hearing voices in your head is not weird 

In fact its totally normal.  Everyone talks to themselves, writers just write it down.  Its not just for crazy people.  Dont be afraid to talk to yourself and dont shoo those voices away.  They can be your biggest allies in the writing process.  

  • Writers are not just solitary hermits 

Experiencing and watching people is really the only way to learn about the nature of people that aren’t like us.  Its a key point to writing three dimensional characters.  We have this image of writers sitting in dark spaces with a quill and a glass of scotch.  If you want to go out and party, have a cosmo, go dancing with friends, do it!  You dont have to be a stereotype to be a great writer.

Clear Priorities

So, I had to completely clear the cache on Chrome on my computer a few weeks ago (for the first time in quite a while), which also reset the “most visited pages” that shows on my home page. So, based on just the last few weeks of activity, the pages I visit the most are:

1. My tumblr dashboard

2. My ao3 stats page

3. My podfic hosting site

4. determamfidd‘s tumblr

5. scarletjedi‘s tumblr


6. garafthel‘s tumblr

Yeah… Chrome is definitely showing where my priorities lie.

 I love  Jodi Picoult so much. I honestly don’t talk about her enough on here. I LOVE JODI PICOULT. After Markus Zusak, she’s my favorite author. I need a new book by here.

If you’ve read  a Jodi Picoult book what’s your favorite one?

hey everyone! so, i’ve recently got back into reading and an idea sparked in my mind…
we’ve all heard about middle-aged moms having their own weekly book clubs, so why not create one here?!

if this club seems up your alley, you’re more than welcome to join

there’s some basic rules:

1. for this to work, i need people to be willing and able to access books we agree on
2. expanding on #1, i also need people to be willing and able to keep up with readings
3. follow me, and hotmesssituation 
4. reblog this post
5. help us get to know you better by sending us messages about yourself, and include some of your favorite books/authors/genres

i’m really excited about this idea, and i really want this group to prosper and flourish. it’ll be so much fun if everything goes according to plan

the blog is still under construction as i plan out how the blog will work and what the goals of the group will be, so be patient!
so, for those who are interested, follow the rules above and i hope you enjoy what’s in store for the book club!

we’ll take applications up until September 5th.

In the Harrison household there was no undue excitement [in 1960] - apart of course from George. But his mother at least never tried to stop him going. She was worried about him being only 17 and going abroad for the first time, especially Hamburg. She'd heard things about Hamburg. ‘But it was what he wanted to do. They were going to get properly paid for once. I knew they were good and were bound to do well. All I’d heard up till then was 'Heh, Mum, we’ve got a booking, lend’s the bus fare, eh, and I’ll pay you back when I’m famous.’

So Mrs Harrison got George ready. She made him promise to write and gave him a tin of home-made scones.

—  The Beatles Authorized Biography by Hunter Davies
The Four Ds of Apparition (or: Destination, Determination, Deliberation, and Dicks)
By Organization for Transformative Works

Oneshot | NC-17 | 36.600

Humour | Romance | Post-Hogwarts

After transferring to the Apparition Department, Harry’s life becomes one big dick joke. And all his friends are arseholes. So is Malfoy, but what else is new? AKA Harry Potter and the eighteen twenty dicks.


“Someone, somewhere, hated him. Someone with an extremely warped sense of humor.” Oh no Harry, oh you got it all backwards honey. This is fucking brilliant humour and I’m thanking the gods (aka the two fantastic authors) for this story. 10/10 me likey!

So I finally got around to read this and let me tell you, it was the most amazing thing ever. My cheeks will never fell the same. 

I loved it. I still love it. I think I’m in love with it and everything in it’s entirety. It’s not just one of the funniest and most hilarious pieces I’ve read in a long time, it’s also romantic and the complete opposite of a heartbreak. This mends my heart. Heals it, which is really something I’ve been in need of so thank you so much for that authors you guys are incredible! There’s just no way for me to describe how much i loved seeing Harry and Draco’s relationship built. From that first time they laugh with each other, to when Harry notices he’s smiling as he leaves the hospital, to the subtle (and not so subtle) flirting which confuses adorable little Harry. It makes me so happy. And it makes me believe in them. Our wonderful boys! 

We have over-dramatic little shits. Amazing writing, perfect main and side characters, humour that’ll kill you and 20 dicks. So that’s pretty great!

In honor of fanfiction author appreciation day

This is a shoutout to all fanfiction authors whether your work has 10 hits or 10,000 because you’re all awesome and I wish I had the time to read every fanfiction ever. Unfortunately I don’t but trust me I’m trying. Here I’m going to list some of my favorite fanfiction authors and my favorite works of theirs, as well as some other fanfiction that I absolutely love.

Favorite Authors (aka I will read anything they ever post, even if it’s just their grocery list):

3 A.M. is my favorite fic I’ve ever read, and I’m also really enjoying his new work Neighbors.

I love omegaverse fics, but their fic  Red Heat absolutely blew any expectations I had out of the water. This fic is right up there with l-e-v-i-ackerman’s as my favorite. I can’t say enough good things about this fic or this author. Also, I’m getting caught up on  Demons and Darkness and I’m loving it.

Sugar on Top is one of the first ereri fics I ever read and nearly a year later it’s still one of my top favorites. Also her fic Danger Line is phenomenal.

I am in love with their series And the Moon Shines on Your Wings. Speak Easy To Me is a masterpiece tbh. Also their fic My Home Is Where Your Heart Is is absolutely adorable.

Their three pieces Haute Couture Love, Leave Your Lover, and For Your Entertainment are all very good fics. They are a very talented writer.

cinnamonskullperksofbeingawaifuerenbaegerr​, foxicology​, I read all of the things you post here on tumblr and I LOVE THEM. You are all very talented and I enjoy seeing your works on my dash all the time.

Favorite Fics and their authors (not including those mentioned above):

At Least You’re Not Aquaman by mybrainproblems
Lips Like Sugar by fuzzyporcupine
Duty And Sacrifice by fearthekeira
The Customer is Almost Always Wrong by kiokushitaka
Woke Up Dead by PresquePommes
Fuck: My Life by mongoose-bite
Neither Tarnished Nor Afraid by mongoose-bite
Our Cryptic Love by Dressed_In_Darkness
Louder Than Words by TheArtOfWar
Help Me Stand by ichigoangel
Art Of War by catsonfire
A Warm Breath by ryuusea
Love’s a Menace by seaofteeth
An Eternal Mystery by shotaeren
Wanderlust by Sabrinanikkol
La Maison des Chats by AuraFelix
Street Brat by monsoondownpour
Speak! by FairyLights101 

There are so many more amazing fanfiction authors out there, these are just the fics that I’ve had the time to read. My list of fics to read is full of more amazing authors, so this is a shoutout to all writers, not just the ones listed above. You’re all amazing and thank you for writing.

Fan Fic Writers Appreciation Day Fic Recs (Sterek)

Today’s THE DAY to show your favorite authors (or the author of any fic you enjoyed) some love! Comment on their fics, send them a message or make a rec list!

Here are some  Sterek fics ya’ll should check out (I may have recced a couple of these already, but bear with me).

The Principal Thing by fuchswrites​ (AO3)

  • Pairing: Derek/Stiles
  • Rating: Teen & Up
  • Words: 4K
  • Summary:   Out of everything wrong with the world, out of everything horrible that has happened to Stiles, out of kanimas and werewolves and sociopathic hunters and batshit insane high school students, Stiles had thought that his eventual and inevitable demise would be slightly more dramatic than this.
  • Comments: Ya’ll know I love funny fics, and Hannah is the MASTER of making me giggle. Seriously, you need to check out all of her fics. In this particular fic, Hannah truly captures the ridiculous side of Stiles that I personally love, and all of the pack interactions are great. 
  • Excerpt: It turns out that Stiles is not fine. Stiles is the very epitome of not-fine. He moves through his morning classes on autopilot, lost in a soupy stupor of pain and exhaustion. He doesn’t take notes, he’s not entirely sure he ever took his books out of his bag, and when his English teacher calls on him for an answer he opens his mouth and then ends up just moaning pathetically.By the time he makes it to the cafeteria Stiles feels like a zombie and he’s mildly concerned that Chris Argent is going to go all creepy-hunter on his ass. The scariest part is that Stiles isn’t sure if he’d even mind too much. At least a bullet would be quick and painless.He stops for a minute, listens out for the sound of self-important douchbaggery that could only mean Jackson Whittemore, and then staggers in that general direction. He reaches the table that the pack has claimed for the day and nosedives half on top of it. When that proves horrendously uncomfortable, Stiles flops sideways and lands in Erica’s lap.“What,” she says, and oh, yippee, it seems Derek’s been teaching his puppies the most important rule of werewolfdom: How To Completely Ignore Everything You’ve Ever Leaned About Punctuation.Stiles groans at her.

To Fight This War (Without Weapons) by bistiles​ (AO3)

  • Pairing: Derek/Stiles
  • Rating: Mature
  • Words: 9K
  • Summary:   “Please don’t bleed out on my Jeep seat again,” Stiles blurts out nervously because what’s he even supposed to say to a dying man? “I’ll puke for sure this time."“Still… Not dead,” Derek says without opening his eyes, but giving what could maybe be a smirk. Or his face is having spasms. Stiles isn’t sure.“Ha ha, look, he has a sense of humor. What a great time to grow one. When you’re dying. In my Jeep.”–Stiles and the pack is facing a necromancer, and Derek gets severely injured. But to save Derek’s life, Stiles has to make some hard choices. And they might not be as easy to live with as Stiles thought.
  • Comments: I don’t know if I ever told Alis how much I love this fic, but I really do. It’s a little more serious than some of the fics I usually go for (because I’m super fluffy and cracky and it’s embarrassing), but this one is just beautiful. With the events that have happened with S5, I think it will hit even closer to home for many people. I love the portrayal of Stiles’ inner struggle. Scott is also written beautifully, and it really does his character justice (again, this will hit super close to home after ep. 9 FYI). Not to mention The Sheriff and Derek. BASICALLY all the characters are written very well, and it’s achingly good.
  • Excerpt: Sheriff squints his eyes, forehead pulled into a permanent scowl. Stiles wants to sidestep him and make a dash for his car, but he remembers he doesn’t have the keys. He father does.“By taking someone’s life?” His father – no the Sheriff asks. That’s The Sheriff voice, that isn’t his father. There’s little difference, but Stiles knows it.Stiles steps closer, and he sees how shocked his father is that Stiles is so easily considering murder as a viable option.“By stopping Derek’s life from being taken,” Stiles replies right back, and he extends a hand, looking his father dead in the eye, “I’ll save Derek anyway I need to. I need the keys.”His father clutches the keys in his pocket, like he’s afraid Stiles will jump him for it. Stiles might.“That’s not a choice you can make, you can’t just murder someone–”“Yes, I can! What they can just kill someone from my pack, and I am supposed to just sit back and let them?”

Morning Agreements by dragonspell

  • Pairing: Derek/Stiles
  • Rating: Explicit
  • Words: 2.5K
  • Summary:   Hands slip around him from behind, stroking up his chest with an insistent demand. They grope at his pecs and tease his nipples, pinching and pulling, sending sparks skittering along Derek’s nerves. He grunts and flattens the hands to his chest to hold them still. There’s still the vague thought that he can get out of this without fully waking up. That’s before a hard cock rides up the crack of his ass and the lips on his neck pull back to reveal teeth that threaten along his skin. God damn it. “Go away,” Derek groans.“Derek,” Stiles whines. “It’s up, though.” Stiles emphasizes his point by rubbing his dick against Derek, like that proves something.
  • Comments: THIS IS MY KIND OF ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP FIC. Which is basically sleepy porn, but really, what more could a girl ask for?
  • Excerpt: The marks that Stiles leaves along his shoulder with little nips and sucks fade almost as soon as they’re made but Derek still feels them. They sink down past his skin, burrow into the steady pulse inside of him that beats out Stiles’s name. Stiles mouths at his ear and Derek reaches backwards to thread his fingers through Stiles’s hair. He wants to bind himself to Stiles, to make it so they can never be separated. He’ll settle for this.Words are still escaping from Stiles’s lips, little bits of praise and garbled nonsense. They’re soft and flow like poetry. Derek loves them like he loves the hard beat of Stiles’s heart, the ragged pant of his breath. Stiles clenches his arms around Derek, holding him tight—keeping him safe. Derek moves his mouth against the pillow, letting his bottom lip drag over the casing. He rubs his check against the dampness and then buries his nose again, wanting to immerse himself in the smell of Stiles

I Thought You Would Like That by pale-silver-comb (AO3)

  • Pairing: Derek/Stiles
  • Rating: Explicit
  • Words: 7K
  • Summary:   Yeah, that was pretty bad, but what was worse was having spent the last three years pretending to hate Stiles, because it was better than being the guy who failed at emotions and got rejected for them, and now Derek was locked in the same room as him under the promise they would only be let out when they “did something about their sexual tension”.OR The one where Derek and Stiles get locked in a room together at an office Christmas party, and end up having sex.
  • Comments: Em is such a talented writer! Virgin!Derek and Bottom!Derek are definitely things I’m into, not to mention sexually confident Stiles Stilinski. This fic is both super hot, but also very cute (because of the beautiful way Stiles takes care of Derek).
  • Excerpt: Derek turned away, hiding his blush. He planned just to stay quiet. He was good at staying quiet, but as always around Stiles his own mind betrayed him, and instead of shaking his head, or saying “nothing”, what came out was:“I’m a virgin.”Derek’s eyes widened in mortification, cheeks heating up even further. He couldn’t understand where the words had come from, why they had come at all, and as if that wasn’t bad enough he found himself turning to face Stiles, like some sick part of his brain wanted to add salt to the wound, but when Derek’s eyes landed on Stiles’ face he wasn’t met with ridicule or pity. In fact, Stiles looked almost…turned on? But no, that was wishful thinking, a fantasy Derek had played out with Stiles so many times in his head that he was just projecting his own imagination now.

More sterek writers! (* indicates that this author writes multiple pairings)

(there’s obviously TONS more sterek writers who are phenomenal, but these are some of my favorites)

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