doing this cuz why not, also im coming to the realisation that my fandom might actually be kind of dead-
heyhey, for those who don't know, i plan on being an author. the only problem is.. i never got my vision.
yk.. j.k.rowling got hers when she was on a train (a boy in a cupboard i think) and soman chainini got his when he was visiting london (he saw two castles, one for witches and one for princesses, and a witch falling into the good castle and a princess falling into the witch castle)
untill now ofc. I GOT MY VISION. after a year of waiting, i finally know what my story is going to be about.
this is what i imagined:
Sword and dagger gleamed in the air.
The two danced, stabbing and slashing at each other in the moonlight.
One male. One female.
The man wore a black suit, his face hidden in the shadows.
The woman's hair had come loose, and it flowed freely alongside her haunting gown.
Only the sounds of their weapons could be heard, slicing through the soft wind.
Not a single word was spoken as they glided through the night, each in sync as they lunged at one another.
i plan on making on making this a fantasy book that takes place at a school (the male is the school master, the woman is the evil queen that is corrupting the world) and a girl sneaks out with her friends to stop this queen.
the only catch.. evil wins in this book.
#justiceforladylessoandalltheotherhotfemalevillainbossesoutthere edit: is anyone even gonna like this book-
no you have to contribute to your fandom if you don't want it to die. most fandoms die because people say 'it's so sad watching the fandom die when the hype dies' without doing anything about it. I'm not saying you have to push out 100k word slow-burn fic, I'm not saying you have to make fan art or gif sets or edits or anything. I'm just saying we as a community should contribute to our fandom if we don't want it to die, and by contributing, I'm talking about giving kudos, commenting on your favorite fics, reblogging your favorite art and just talking about your favorite characters. that's enough to keep a fandom alive. that's the most effective way to keep a fandom alive in my humble opinion.
fandoms die because people stop talking about it, fandoms die because people stop engaging with fan content once the hype is gone. what I'm saying is, mainstream media's hype may be gone, but our fandom can stay alive and thriving if us as a community don't let it die.
my reaction to this is just- DONT MESS WITH A FUCKING AUSSIE IM GONNA FIND WHERE YOU LIVE AND SEND AN ARMY OF EMUS TO YOUR HOME IF THE FUCKING MILITARY COULDNT BEAT THEM THEN NOR CAN YOU DIE BITCH DIE
If your reaction to people rightfully calling out Gaza scam bots for being vile scammers preying on real Palestinians’ lives and people’s kindness is to call them racist or genocide supporters, you’re one of these;
Someone who is never taught about internet literacy, internet safety and how dangerous it is to blindly trust strangers in your inbox / DMs begging you for your money with the same copy paste script of the same sob stories — strangers whose blogs were either created 3 days ago with the sole purpose of sending the same ask to 100+ people a day or literal porn bots before they became Palestinians, if you go to their blogs and scroll down far enough
Someone who is easily guilt tripped and manipulated. Because that’s the precise tactic these scammers use, manipulating and guilt tripping you into believing you are a terrible person for not donating and posting their asks
Someone who knows these vile things are scammers but still chooses to protect them for the sake of looking Morally Superior (“look!!!! I support these Poor People!!!! I’m such a good person!!!!)
Someone who, for some sick, twisted reasons, is okay with scammers profiting off of real Palestinians and scamming people off their money
Someone who is also a scammer
Also, no, people who rightfully call out Gaza scam bots for being vile scammers preying on real Palestinians’ lives and people’s kindness are not “monsters” or “racist” or “heartless”. They are the ones who actually give a fuck and care about Palestinian people enough to choose to speak against scammers who profit off of a genocide and robbing from Palestinian people donation money that could have gone to, you know, real Palestinians instead of scammers’ pockets.
A reminder that these scammers stole from Palestinian people their identities and photos to trick you into believing them. But it’s all part of a big scam ring, even the vetters and the organization that vets these bots, and Tumblr has always been a target of scammers for years.
It started with these scammers pretending to be students needing money for their education fees, then they pretend to be pet owners needing money for their sick, dying pets, then they’re porn bots and now they pretend to be Palestinians trying to survive in Gaza. But they are all the same scammers plaguing Tumblr for a whole decade and more. Do not fall for them. Stay safe.
“i write for myself,” i said, casually refreshing to see if my fanfics had reached the audience i secretly hoped for.
I love how these are from an Unreality subreddit but to my eye they just read like regular Tumblr shitposts. Did we cross-pollinate or something
real 😔 reblogging this the detail is just 🤌
maybe this is just me idk
this one time i was searching up which poisons can kill the fastest and a suicide helpline showed up..
things I have googled back to back while writing: how to use cigarette, moon positions over year, ancient musical instruments, does melted glass smell, what is haemoglobin….
yk that feeling when your mutuals with your fav fanfic author-
im pretty sure someone made a post about it and now im just gonna confirm it cuz queenofquestions (quizzicalquiver on ao3) just followed me on tumblr (ITS CLOSE ENOUGH) and i feel like a god.
@queenofquestions what did i do to deserve this honour T-T
Reblog if you’re grateful for your commenters <3
so embarrassing when i forget im checking someone's blog and i start scrolling through and liking and reblogging shit as if it's just my dash. it feels like wandering into someone else's apartment and not noticing and making myself lunch