Hello please reblog this if you’re okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better
a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted
their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"
"Every writer"?
come on
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
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-
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
A school of aquamarine and gloom
Bank of Sapphire Cold?
i aint walking under that thing..
fandom is a lot more fun when your goal isn’t to be “that big, popular account” within the fandom but just to have fun and talk about what brings you comfort and happiness by the way
doing this cuz why not, also im coming to the realisation that my fandom might actually be kind of dead-
everyone deserves love!!