but i've read it five times this year

I came to a realization today

I’ve only started reading internet fan fiction in the last year and a half (I’m thinking February 2016 or so 🤔) and I guess in that way I’m a newcomer. It’s been a magical time of discovery and wonder and really sexy stories.

But I also realized, I’ve been reading fanfic since I was a teenager. I collected 200+ Star Wars novels during an epic two decade long love affair with arguably one of the greatest sci-fi fantasies to ever grace the silver screen. Novels based on existing characters is just professional fanfic.

I want to thank some of my favorite writers, I think you might know what drove me to search out fanfic.

@storybycorey @somekindofseizure @piecesofscully @2moms-0fucks @mangokiwitropicalswirl @mldrgrl @crossedbeams

@edierone @icedteainthebag @wtfmulder @contrivedcoincidences6 @tatooedlaura-blog @aloysiavirgata

theangriestlittleunicorn  asked:

I've been an avid reader since I was five years old. (I learned to read in two weeks, thanks to the Reader Rabbit computer game!) In high school, my parents went so far as to ban books when I was grounded. All that really did, though was make me read even more as school, and learn to hide whatever I was currently reading while at home, and frankly it just made reading even more exciting, which I didn't think possible!

As soon as someone doesn’t want you to do it, it becomes so thrilling!

Originally posted by comedycentral

crashyourlife  asked:

Hey! First of all congrats on your blog! I've had a question since the first time i read the books and dont know if you've already answered it. We see there are five beds on the gryffindor boys dorm, so like every year there are ten new kids in each house (aprox) is this cause they're the generation post-war? Maybe there was a time when there were 20 beds per room? Sorry for my english and thanks in advanced!

I’ve read a lot of headcanons that say that; that previous generations were much larger, especially based on the numbers JK gives us for how many wizards there are and how big the school is in general.

Followers, what are your headcanons and thoughts on this subject? Reblog and let us know!

-Amy (Hufflepuff)

n-bowrock  asked:

The previous ask made me realize I've been a fan of yours for over five years, since the touhou article i read from a finnish anime magazine that featured a comic of yours. Thank you for existing!

Hey I remember that. I went to the local market to check it out after I heard about it.

That was the time when I was drawing anonymously. Much has happened since then and I’m truly grateful for the people at imageboards and Danbooru for their work.

anonymous asked:

Hey you.. Sorry to bother you. This might seem silly to some, but I had to get my cat put down today, and I can't remember the last time I cried like this. I've had him since I was five, and he was just a little baby (I'm 18 now, so a lot of years has past) Anyway, I was wondering if you had anything angst/fluffy Destiel + cats or something like that I could read to cheer up.. It would mean the world to me - you were the first writer I thought of, since I love your stories so much. xx

You’re not bothering me at all! So sorry to hear about your cat, my cat is my best friend and I can’t even think about losing her, so I totally understand how you feel, and it is NOT silly. *hugs you tight*

Anyway, I’ve written several fluffy cat-related Destiel fics which might cheer you up a little bit. :) 

Fluffy bunker fic where Cas finds a kitten and wants to keep it [Canon!verse, Team Free Will]

AU where Cas has a cat and Dean is allergic [High School AU, friends to lovers, Fluff]

AU where Cas’ cat keeps breaking into Dean’s apartment and plays matchmaker [Neighbors AU, Strangers to Lovers, Fluff]

A witch turns Cas into a kitten, and Dean learns some things about his feelings for his best friend [Canon!verse, friends to lovers]

I really hope this helps, and I’m sending you lots of love and strength. <3

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get to know me meme: [five/five] favorite books ■ the outsiders by s.e. hinton

Sixteen years on the streets and you can learn a lot. But all the wrong things, not the things you want to learn. Sixteen years on the streets and you see a lot. But all the wrong sights, not the things you want to see.

anonymous asked:

My father who is somewhat homophobic and every time I've mentioned Larry in the past he's treated me like a child despite the fact I'm 28 and have been with my husband for five years, just called me to apologize because he read the stones article and now thinks they really were dating this entire time! If this is the beginning of the end I'm loving it

Oh my god.

Jim and Leonard were relaxing in their hotel room during shore leave when Jim announced that he wanted pudding.

“And I don’t want any of that replicated crap, Bones. It literally tastes like crap.” Since Leonard had a particular soft spot for his childish boyfriend, he found himself wandering hand in hand with said boyfriend around what passed for a grocery store on an alien planet.

Naturally with it being an alien planet and all, there was no “normal” pudding to be found. But after checking boxes to make sure Jim wasn’t allergic and gathering the necessary ingredients, they managed to get back to their room and attempt to put it all together.

Leonard huffed. “It’s pudding, Jim. You’re making this way more complicated than it needs to be.”

“It’s not my fault you’re stirring it wrong, Bones! Give it to me.” Jim stole the bowl away from Leonard and since he was perpetually five years old, stuck his tongue out in triumph.

Leonard retaliated by reaching across the table, swiping his finger through the custard, and popping it in his mouth. He moaned obscenely around the digit, making exaggerated sucking noises for added effect. He smirked when he saw Jim swallow noticeably.

In retrospect, Leonard should have seen what was coming next; Jim took the spoon they had been using to stir the pudding and flung a giant glob of it at Len’s face. He managed to hit his mark; bright orange colored pudding was splattered all over Leonard. Jim giggled and danced away, holding the bowl close to him as Leonard growled and all but vaulted over the table trying to reach for it.

Jim broke out into a fit of laughter, surrendering the bowl in favor of wrapping his arms around his middle as he threw his head back and guffawed. Leonard’s aim wasn’t nearly as good as Jim’s, but he still managed to get the dessert on the lower half of Jim’s face and on his chest. The laughter immediately ceased as Jim gasped at the cold temperature of the pudding. “Oh it’s on, old man.”

The two grown men proceeded to run around the small kitchen of their hotel room throwing pudding back and forth, hitting appliances and walls just as much as (if not more than) each other.

When the dessert was about to run out, Jim sidled up to Leonard and wrapped him in a bear hug, smearing the pudding on their clothes even more. “Truce, Bonesy?”

“Yeah truce, kid.” Leonard pressed a sticky kiss to Jim’s cheek, failing to notice Jim’s hand coming until it was too late; the bowl with the remaining pudding was dumped over Leonard’s head.

Leonard gaped in shock as pudding dripped down his face. “Just for that-” Leonard rubbed his pudding covered face against Jim’s mostly clear one.

Jim beamed when Leonard pulled back and rested their foreheads together. “Love you, Bonesy.”

“You’re not getting out of cleaning up some of this mess, Jim.”

be-alittleproudofme  asked:

I've recently finished English (forever!), and I realised that I can read books that I actually want to read with all this spare time. So I've restarted American Gods, which I have been trying to read for about three years now. The thing is, I got about a hundred pages in when I first read it, and I don't want to start again from the beginning. Could you quickly summarise the first five chapters in the most obscure medium possible?

I think you should just start again from the beginning. Things happen later in the book that are set up earlier. But if you feel like reading it again is too much like work, there are two audio book versions – one a full cast audio – that are really well done. You can get them online, and libraries often have audio books too, or can get them via interlibrary loan.

anonymous asked:

So, kind of related to the fandom mood tonight, I'd love your thoughts on something if you have the time. I've only been a larrie since the beginning of babygate (even then I missed the trauma of the very start) so no matter how much I read about previous years, I'm lacking perspective: what do the think the toughest times have been for the fandom? And then what about for HL, when do you think it's been the roughest for them?

I would say that the five worst times in the fandom were BS 1.0, Haylor, BS 2.0. the pregnancy announcement in People Magazine, and the aftermath of the release of the Louis/baby pics. I think the roughest time for Harry and Louis was probably Haylor, and I think that BS 2.0 was really hard on Louis in particular.

BS 1.0 was difficult for the fandom because that obviously was a wake-up call for all of us - the closet doors had been closing more tightly throughout 2012, but that tweet really cemented it. BS 1.0 is also really when the bullying of Larries picked up because suddenly fans were given the impression that Louis was pissed off by Larry shippers.

Haylor was really difficult because both Harry and Louis were really unhappy throughout it and it was clearly very difficult for them, and it was hard for all of us to see that. The entire thing was gross - Harry was 18 years old and had to walk out of a hotel HOLDING HIS CLOTHES IN HIS HANDS (nobody could find him a bag? sure), clearly implying that they were sleeping together. Louis in particular was heartbreaking to watch and we saw him visibly drunk a lot that month. He and Harry both looked dead inside anytime Harry was with Taylor. It also just really tainted some things - it tainted their Madison Square Garden show because Harry had to hang out with Taylor afterwards and it kept Harry away from Louis for New Years. It was pushed very hard and was very widely publicized (more so than any of Harry’s other bearding relationships except maybe Hendall), and the fact that they were both visibly devastated makes me think it was really difficult for them. I mean, they got their ship and compass during that stunt and they were incredibly obvious about it because they got it the same day, from the same person, in the same style. Their demeanor and those tattoos really showed that they struggled - not in their relationship, but in terms of dealing with the stunt. And because we could see how difficult it was for them, it was harder for us to deal with too.

BS 2.0 doesn’t really require much of an explanation - obviously it was homophobic and disgusting, and it took away from what Louis had done when he wore that shirt proudly. Louis had just refused to speak out against Larry rumors during the Four livestream, and it was like he was punished with those disgusting tweets. It was particularly difficult for LGBTQ+ members of the fandom because obviously the tweets were homophobic and awful. I remember a lot of people wanting to leave the fandom and a lot of people declaring that they could no longer support the band after something like that. The reason I think it was also very difficult on Louis is because he got the dagger tattoo a couple of weeks later, which I don’t think he really planned much in advance. I think that was very much him taking back his power and showing who he was in the only way he was able to because they had taken away his voice and tainted a supportive gesture of his with lies and homophobia.

And finally, there’s the babygate stuff, which you were here for and understand. Babygate has been difficult because it was unexpected and it’s very unpredictable and quite frankly, incomprehensible a lot of the time. We have definitely seen some really tough times since babygate began, even compared to everything that happened before.

Anyway, this was really long and obviously it’s my personal opinion, but hopefully this answers your question sufficiently.

I want to talk about writing.

I mean, I know everybody talks about it, and I won’t pretend to have some massive revelation to change the world of the written word, but—I want to talk about writing, and the way it changes people, and the way it’s changed me. I want to talk about how amazing it is as an art, and I don’t just mean the pretty phrase or the nifty plot or the way a character makes a choice. Writing changes everything. The more I think about it the more it amazes me, and I’ve got—I’ve got to talk about it.

There are twenty-six letters in the English alphabet. They’re little strokes on a page, angles and curves and lines, and out of that comes Shakespeare and Austen and Rowling and King. Sherlock Holmes is made of the same stuff as Riddle-Master, as the Ninety-Five Theses, as the Encyclopedia Britannica, as the manual for your coffeepot.

Even now, I can’t think of another medium like it. The simple rearrangement of letters from one place to another, and we get both the Bible and that fanfic you just finished. We get a hundred thousand stories from your mind and mine and endless minds who have been dead for centuries—and yet by picking up a piece of paper with these markings arranged on it in an order with meaning, and we get glimpses into the past and the future in an instant, a direct connection stretching across death and decades to someone else you’ve never laid eyes on in your entire life.

It’s just—words have so much power. Letters put down with a reason behind them, and suddenly I have a news article that starts a war, and an order for new shoes, and every letter ever written between sweethearts separated by time and space. We know words are dangerous. Why else do we watch what we say? Why else do we write an angry email and then let it sit overnight until we can edit it in the morning with cooler heads? And yet we come back to it every time, because we’ll burst if we don’t, because there are stories inside us that must be written down for us and everyone who comes after. 

I have never been a part of something so rewarding and so difficult in my life. I have read things so hilarious that I have laughed until I’ve cried. I have read things that broke my heart so badly my stomach hurt, made me sob uncontrollably and desperately, as if these words that I had read, words that had been written down for months or years or decades before I’d read them, had reached into me and pulled me to pieces. I’ve seen things here on Tumblr that made me so angry it physically elevated my blood pressure. I’ve made friends that I’ve never even spoken to on the phone, but who know me better than classmates I see every day because we’ve written to each other and written for each other in particular arrangements of letters that have purpose. I’ve stared at a blank Word document with its cursor blinking at me mockingly, because there was something proto-alive in my head that was so close to being real, if only I could find the words.

And the thing is—if you can hold a pen, that power’s just as much yours as it is mine, or Grisham’s, or Socrates’s. Twenty-six letters, black marks on a white page, and an unbearable, limitlessness possibility. The thing in front of you, that flat piece of your laptop or your phone or tablet or monitor? That’s not a screen. If anything it’s a window.

God! There are worlds inside you! Galaxies, universes endless with stars, all of them more infinite than anything we can see, born out of that divine spark that we see every time someone picks up their first pen to create. Not all stories are the same, I know that. They’re terrible and bad and good and great, but—the thing about them, the thing that amazes me, is that they never end. I walk into bookstores and I marvel at the thousands and thousands of stories there, mundane and magnificent, packed into hundreds of pages jammed together on shelves, books I’ll never see and never know I’ve missed. Five thousand years of written history, and every day there’s someone somewhere, quietly jotting down the birth of an unseen world.

I write because there are stories inside me. I read because every time I turn to that first page, I have the chance to reach out across lifetimes and touch another person’s mind, if only for a moment, to find out what made them dream.

anonymous asked:

Okay, I just read the summary of that 2014 WIP and I'm in pain, I need to read a time travel fic now, do you have any recs? I think I've only read the impossible now of all the time/universe(?) travel fics

oooooh yes i do. these aren’t all time travel fics per se but they give off the same vibe as the 2014 wip so i think you’ll enjoy them:

my heart is breathing for this moment in time: 

When Louis first saw Harry at the 2010 X Factor Auditions, he thought he was watching a peculiarly special stranger. But Harry has known Louis ever since he was five years old.

Because Louis has a rare genetic disorder that causes him to Time Travel to important moments in his past and in his future - and to Harry, always to Harry. When they’re put into a band together, it seems like everything Harry has been waiting and wishing for has finally come true. Except for the small fact that Louis doesn’t know that Harry is in love with him- that Harry’s always been in love with him. Fate, it would seem, is just getting started.

A story about growing up and growing together, and the impossible love that makes it all worthwhile.

I Had The Life Of Ordinary, I Spat It Out: 

Harry Styles falls asleep a sixteen year old boy nervous about his upcoming X-Factor audition that could make or break his career. He wakes up a twenty-six year old man with a husband and two children, and no recollection of the past ten years.

of something forever felt but never heard: 

Harry goes to sleep wishing he was a girl. He wakes up in a world where he’s always been one.

like a boomerang: 

AU in which Harry gets trapped in a lift, Louis gets stuck in a Wednesday, and it’s always February 2nd. Until it isn’t.

and here are two amnesia fics that i think will fit the bill too:

(don’t forget) where you belong: 

It takes less than two seconds before Harry all but throws himself at Louis, who still has an IV hooked to his arm and looks more fragile than a newborn. He doesn’t realize he’s crying until Louis’ left arm circles around him to pat him in the back.

“Fuck, love, you scared me so much,” he murmurs against Louis’ neck, “I missed you.”

“Um, hi—Harry, was it?”

Harry can’t help but laugh, tears wetting his cheeks as he pulls back a little to look at Louis’ face, expecting a teasing smile. Instead, he is met with Louis’ confused gaze. His heart drops in his chest as he realizes that Louis isn’t messing with him.

“It seems,” Niall says, “that Lou is having a bit of trouble remembering certain things about his life.”

“Certain things,” Harry repeats, his tone flat, as he removes himself from Louis’ side.

Louis is eyeing him curiously, his eyes wide and confused, and he looks a little worried, like he wasn’t expecting Harry to react like this—like he wasn’t expecting Harry at all.

*

or, the one where Louis wakes up from a coma and doesn’t remember Harry.

take my hand (and my heart and soul): 

Harry feels nauseous when he opens his mouth. “Hey. Um, hi. It’s me,” he mumbles before realizing with a jolt that Louis might not have his number anymore. “It’s Harry… Styles,” he tacks on, screwing his eyes shut and pinching the bridge of his nose. This was a terrible idea.

There’s silence on the other end for a long time. Harry understands. He shouldn’t have called. He tries not to let the static swallow him whole.

“I – yeah. Hi,” Louis finally answers, slowly, awkwardly. “I um. Sorry. I heard about your accident. You’re alright?”

Or, the one where Harry hasn’t spoken to his best friend in sixteen months and can’t remember why.

ichigodaisuki  asked:

Hi! Before I get to my question, I just wanted to point out your heading of "pls dont let makkachin die". Yes! I'm so scared of the possibility (ToT). Onto my actual question, for your Yuri!!! on Ice comic of Victor talking to Makkachin after his senior debut (/post/151923115776/his-senior-debut-wasnt-the-best-either), was it your idea or was it mentioned in the anime? If it was shown, I've been wondering what part Victor might have mentioned that.

I’ve read that the lifespan of a standard poodle is 12 years, and assuming that the poodle Victor was shown hugging in the magazine is our same ol’ Makkachin, Makkachin would at least be 11/12 years of age now, so?!?! Staff, have mercy on them both ;-; 

Ah, yes, about that! It was just something that popped up in my mind while I was thinking about what Victor was doing before his consecutive five years of winning the senior Grand Prix Finals :D 

At the time, in episode 2, we were told that Victor was 16 when he broke the world record and won the Junior World Championships, so I thought, hey, wouldn’t this mean Victor will be joining the senior bracket next year? Wouldn’t he be slotted for the senior Grand Prix Finals after such a performance? But Victor is 27 years old now, 23 when he won the first of his 5 consecutive wins, so what happened when he was 17-22? 

Now, during this scene:

…where he talks Yuuri and Yuri down, it just felt to me like he was speaking from experience. Yuri just won the Junior World Championships himself, earning him the right to get Victor to choreograph his program, and from the way he brings himself about we can tell that Yuri is extremely confident in his skills, going so far as to say that he may be able to perform Victor’s program better than Victor himself (or perhaps he’s talking about the surprise from having someone other than Victor do it?) Victor might have felt the same at that age, but I imagine that the difference between the Junior World Championships and Grand Prix Finals is HUGE. No matter how good Victor is, I can’t see him having a pleasant debut in the Grand Prix Finals. Imagine always being at the top, winning so often it almost seems like a given for you to win - only to crash and burn in the Grand Prix Finals, similar to the way Yuuri had in the first episode. (perhaps this is why Yuuri caught his attention?)

Finally, with no mention of Victor’s family and how strangely attached he is to Makkachin, I like to think that they’ve both been through a lot together, mainly because Makkachin is probably the only companion Victor has that won’t tell him things like, “You’re a world-level champion, this shouldn’t have happened.” (also do u kno that dogs dont like being hugged because they’d feel threatened, but Victor hugs and carries Makkachin around like a beloved rag doll. that’s some trust there)

[Alternately, Victor might have had a rival during those early years, but so far the closest we have to Victor is Christophe, but Christophe has never beaten Victor himself. Who is the mystery man]