I highly appreciate the "happy ending" tag on angst fics, dark fics, etc. Its existence increases the probability of me reading by a significant amount
but some people are like "why even read those fics if you already know how they're gonna end?"
Well, it's kinda like going on a roller-coaster. I wanna experience the ride. The ups and the downs, the twists and turns. But I also wanna know that at the end, it'll come to a safe stop and I'll be able to get off of it completely unharmed
“So…” the woman peeks at the top of his application, “Dean, have you decided which cat you’d like to meet?”
“Yeah, um,” Dean pauses to fish a Post-It from his pocket. “Could I see Violet? She’s the grey shorthair. And Aslan too, if that’s okay. He’s the orange tabby.”
“Of course,” she replies, handing him a buzzer. “It’ll just be a few minutes.”
Dean nods and heads to the small lobby by the cattery. There’s an issue of Modern Cat splayed open on the table, and he flips through a few pages before answering a text from Jo. She demands to know whether the kittens have been adopted, so he assures her, ‘Nope, still here. Just gonna make sure they aren’t plotting world domination.’
‘All cats are plotting world domination, Dean. Get with the program,’ Jo shoots back, and Dean is about to tap out his reply when the buzzer goes off and lights up in his lap. He returns the device to the reception desk, where the same woman takes it and gestures to her left. Dean’s gaze follows the line of her arm, landing on a guy with dark hair and… wow, seriously blue eyes.
“Dean?” the hot stranger wishes to confirm, and okay, forget everything else; it sounds like he gargles with gravel every morning.
This is so inappropriate.
[read the full fic on ao3]
Written for my February BOTM winner maturedean, who requested an animal shelter!AU. ♥
wow millennials are glued to their i-phones and laptops so much they cant even be bothered robbing in person anymore!!! maybe these trust fund babies should stop phishing credit cards while sitting on their butts and go out there and put some elbow grease into their thievery!
“Ship means something you want to see happen.” Bitch, no it don’t. This weird-ass modern culture of lobbying show-runners to make your ship canon didn’t emerge until the advent of social media. (And recent social media like twitter, not shit-you-forgot-existed like MySpace.) Shipping and fandom in general have been around much longer, so you can stop acting like “this is the way it has always been uwu” right the fuck now.
Until relatively recently, most fans I’ve known have been perfectly okay with their ships never being canon. I, personally, would be actively offended if certain ships of mine became canon. That is not why I ship them. What I want from canon and what I want from fandom are often entirely different things that only intersect on the margins.That is why fanworks are called “transformative” ffs.
Stunning Surreal Photography Collages by Hüseyin Şahin
Rationality versus irrationality, fantasy versus reality, logic as opposed to magic create constraints in our imagination as we grow up; we undergo a continuous struggle within ourselves, curbing our childlike curiosity and our desire to explore. However, Istanbul-based visual artist Hüseyin Şahin broke free of these limitations to compose surrealistic scenes.
Expecting them to be perfect and never make mistakes is setting yourself up to be an asshole.
Do you know how long it takes to write and publish a 60k novel for most published authors? Years. Plural.
That includes time spent writing multiple drafts and doing research and multiple rounds of edits. Access to a professional editor, and the ability to hire sensitivity readers. The list goes on and on and on.
Fan fic authors owe you nothing. They are churning out multiple novel length fics (or the equivalent in one shots) a year while still holding down school/jobs.
And you're gonna jump down their throats because they wrote a pairing differently than you prefer??
Shut the fuck up.
Tags exists for a reason. Read them and move on if the fic is not for you.
I mean really. We all just lived through fucking 2020. Let people enjoy their FAKE gay porn in peace.
my favorite scene in LotR as a kid was when Sam started miserably freestyling in the tower of Cirith Ungol and the only reason he ever found Frodo was because he deliriously tried to join in