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“Don’t underestimate us too much, or we’ll eat you alive”

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Suga: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the things you've lost throughout your life.

Yachi: It would be nice to have my sense of purpose back...

Tsukishima: Oh woah, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this.

Yamaguchi: My will to live! I haven't seen this in 15 years.

Hinata: I knew I lost that potential somewhere.

Kageyama: Mental Stability, my old friend.

Suga: Jesus, could you lighten up a little?

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“I think fanfiction is literature and literature, for the most part, is fanfiction, and that anyone that dismisses it simply on the grounds that it’s derivative knows fuck-all about literature and needs to get the hell off my lawn. Most of the history of Western literature (and probably much of non-Western literature, but I can’t speak to that) is adapted or appropriated from something else. Homer wrote historyfic and Virgil wrote Homerfic and Dante wrote Virgilfic (where he makes himself a character and writes himself hanging out with Homer and Virgil and they’re like “OMG Dante you’re so cool.” He was the original Gary Stu). Milton wrote Bible fanfic, and everyone and their mom spent the Middle Ages writing King Arthur fanfic. In the sixteenth century you and another dude could translate the same Petrarchan sonnet and somehow have it count as two separate poems, and no one gave a fuck. Shakespeare doesn’t have a single original plot—although much of it would be more rightly termed RPF—and then John Fletcher and Mary Cowden Clarke and Gloria Naylor and Jane Smiley and Stephen Sondheim wrote Shakespeare fanfic. Guys like Pope and Dryden took old narratives and rewrote them to make fun of people they didn’t like, because the eighteenth century was basically high school. And Spenser! Don’t even get me started on Spenser. Here’s what fanfic authors/fans need to remember when anyone gives them shit: the idea that originality is somehow a good thing, an innately preferable thing, is a completely modern notion. Until about three hundred years ago, a good writer, by and large, was someone who could take a tried-and-true story and make it even more awesome. (If you want to sound fancy, the technical term is imitatio.) People were like, why would I wanna read something about some dude I’ve never heard of? There’s a new Sir Gawain story out, man! (As to when and how that changed, I tend to blame Daniel Defoe, or the Modernists, or reality television, depending on my mood.) I also find fanfic fascinating because it takes all the barriers that keep people from professional authorship—barriers that have weakened over the centuries but are nevertheless still very real—and blows right past them. Producing literature, much less circulating it, was something that was well nigh impossible for the vast majority of people for most of human history. First you had to live in a culture where people thought it was acceptable for you to even want to be literate in the first place. And then you had to find someone who could teach you how to read and write (the two didn’t necessarily go together). And you needed sufficient leisure time to learn. And be able to afford books, or at least be friends with someone rich enough to own books who would lend them to you. Good writers are usually well-read and professional writing is a full-time job, so you needed a lot of books, and a lot of leisure time both for reading and writing. And then you had to be in a high enough social position that someone would take you seriously and want to read your work—to have access to circulation/publication in addition to education and leisure time. A very tiny percentage of the population fit those parameters (in England, which is the only place I can speak of with some authority, that meant from 500-1000 A.D.: monks; 1000-1500: aristocratic men and the very occasional aristocratic woman; 1500-1800: aristocratic men, some middle-class men, a few aristocratic women; 1800-on, some middle-class women as well). What’s amazing is how many people who didn’t fit those parameters kept writing in spite of the constant message they got from society that no one cared about what they had to say, writing letters and diaries and stories and poems that often weren’t discovered until hundreds of years later. Humans have an urge to express themselves, to tell stories, and fanfic lets them. If you’ve got access to a computer and an hour or two to while away of an evening, you can create something that people will see and respond to instantly, with a built-in community of people who care about what you have to say. I do write the occasional fic; I wish I had the time and mental energy to write more. I’ll admit I don’t read a lot of fic these days because most of it is not—and I know how snobbish this sounds—particularly well-written. That doesn’t mean it’s “not good”—there are a lot of reasons people read fic and not all of them have to do with wanting to read finely crafted prose. That’s why fic is awesome—it creates a place for all kinds of storytelling. But for me personally, now that my job entails reading about 1500 pages of undergraduate writing per year, when I have time to read for enjoyment I want it to be by someone who really knows what they’re doing. There’s tons of high-quality fic, of course, but I no longer have the time and patience to go searching for it that I had ten years ago. But whether I’m reading it or not, I love that fanfiction exists. Because without people doing what fanfiction writers do, literature wouldn’t exist. (And then I’d be out of a job and, frankly, I don’t know how to do anything else.)”

— “As a professor, may I ask you what you think about fanfiction?” (via meiringens)

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Today I saw certain (I hope younger) fandom members doing a thing on twitter where they called out fandom-famous fics and saying how bad they are.

And, no. We don't do that. We aren't rude to each other like that. If we don't like a fic we move on and find one we do like. We do not go slagging it off on twitter to make ourselves look cool.

Authors, artists, video editors, gif makers: all of these people give huge amounts of their time to provide you with content for free. They don't owe anyone anything, and being cruel about what anyone makes is below us as a fandom.

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"And as he stares into the sky,"

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What's the most traumatising poem you ever read? And why is it the two headed calf ?

sorry bro I can't come over tonight something came up. yeah i'm crying about the two headed calf again

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sorry bro I can't come over tonight something came up. yeah i'm crying about the two headed calf again

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look here’s the thing. It’s been *years* at this point and I am sometimes over it but just “plant your trees and watch them grow” should not devastate me anymore. It shouldn’t!!! and yet.

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the three genders are girl, bestie, and king

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skater bois

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PSA: dont use l33t speak in AO3 tags

[image ID: an AO3 tag that reads ‘implied suicidal thoughts’ but with exclamation marks in place of the letters i]

if you do this, congrats, you’ve totally defeated the purpose of the tagging system!

AO3 is not tiktok. it is not run by a mega-corporation that sanitizes content for advertisability and shadowbans or deletes content. it’s an ARCHIVE. 

by doing this, it means people won’t be able to exclude or include your tags. and if they use a text-to-speech reader, you’ve made it ten times harder to understand. 

this goes for tumblr too!! if you put “su!c!de tw” anybody who has “suicide tw” blacklisted will still see your post. it’s not a warning if the words aren’t able to be read or recognized by the systems.

no hate if you’ve been doing this! just fix your tags and don’t do it in the future.

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Prompt List #2

“I thought you liked love songs!”

“You have a nice voice”

“Y’know I never imagined you as a fan of closets and yet here we are…”

“You’re absolutely dreadful!”

 “Oh…shit.”

 “I know you’re angry…but it wasn’t me!”

 “Do you want some soup?”

 “[David Attenborough voice] And here we see the lesser spotted ____ in their natural habitat” 

“I don’t think you realise just how many people want to date you…I mean you’ve got a queue longer than the one to get into Glastonbury” 

“I know you’re not a fan of Valentine’s day…I just thought that maybe I could change your mind…”

“I never thought I’d fancy you…and yet here we are.”

“You’re my favourite know-it-all” 

“What’re you going to name it?” 

“Are you okay?” 

“Please tell me that we’re not stuck out here in your piece of shit car.” 

“Do you think its possible to die from boredom?” 

“God, I hate you.”

“Do you own anything that isn’t a woollen jumper?”

“This is the best jam I have ever tasted!” 

“I have long since become desensitised to you walking around in just your underwear.”

“You wish you could have a piece of this” 

“You can’t just steal the neighbour’s cheesecake!” 

“Just because you have magic doesn’t mean you have to do everything with it. You can still peel carrots like a normal person.”

“What’s wrong with second hand?” 

“I can’t believe you cleaned my room!”

“Are you angry…?” 

“I wish I could be angry at you.”

“Would you go to the dance with me?”

“That was the least romantic proposal in the entire history of proposals.”

“I never knew you were a romantic at heart”

“I made it. For you. I know it’s not the best, but…”

“I figured roses were cliche and I know you like ___ so…”

“Why did I think that was a good idea?”

“You will never do something more embarrassing than that love poem you wrote when we were 13 and read out in front of the whole school.” 

“Your mum hates me.” “She doesn’t hate you…she just doesn’t like you.” 

“How do you even know that this is here?”

“Secret passage ways? Really? Are we in a gothic novel?” 

“Let me carry that.”

“The older I get the more conflicted I feel about snow. On one hand its snow on the other hand it’s really inconvenient when you have adult things to do.”

“You can build a fire? When did you ever learn that?”

“I don’t understand why people think fishing is relaxing. It’s all tense silence and boredom.” 

“You wanna play ‘would you rather’ to pass the time?”

“So���ghosts, huh?”

“You want to tell scary stories?”

“It’s forbidden for a reason, idiot.” 

“How do you know my favourite drink?” 

“I’m observant.”

“We’ve known each other for years and I don’t think we’ve ever had a proper conversation.”

“Why are you bleeding?!”

“You’re the clumsiest person I know…how did you survive past childhood?”

“What is that?”

“I make the best sundaes, you haven’t lived until you’ve had one of my sundaes”

“It’s always time for a milkshake.”

“You know humming the James Bond theme tune defeats the point of sneaking.”

“You beat my high score? You…beat my high score?!” 

“I don’t think i’ve ever see you without a book in your hand…”

“I come here whenever I need a quiet place to think…to sort my head out.” 

“Where have you been?!” 

“You could have at least left a note. We were worried about you.”

“The real question is how do you eat your Jaffa Cakes?” 

“I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have done that, you can look after yourself…I shouldn’t have…I’m sorry.” 

“How come every idea I suggest is never good enough?”

“It’s your turn to pick the movie.”

“I think your cat wants to kill me.”

“It’s beautiful!”

“When I say I want to be alone…I usually don’t want to be alone.”

“How do you smell so good?”

“Where have all my jumpers gone?”

“I think these belong to you…”

“You should break up with him/her/them” 

“You asked for my advice, don’t get pissy just because you don’t like it.” 

“You know you can be a right prat you know that?” 

“You’re not the only person who’s hurting.”

“You’re so cute.”

“Sometimes I think about toning it down and then I remember who I am.”

“Stop being over dramatic!”

“I bruise really easily!” 

“How come when I try to do something nice it always goes wrong!” 

“Have you looked in a mirror lately?” 

“Pot calling the Kettle black.”

“People just don’t like me.”

“I don’t get paid enough for this shit.”

“You’re not even paying me!”

“I can’t date him! He hates sarcasm! That’s like my second language!” 

“You wanna go to the pub? It’s been a rough day.”

“I should stop making choices for myself I always make bad ones.”

“Oh my god, I love you.” 

“You’re going to smother me in my sleep aren’t you?”

“This is a bad idea.”

“This is the best idea I’ve ever had!” 

“I told you to bring a jacket” 

“I can’t believe that I’m snowed in. With you”

“How can you possibly eat at a time like this?” 

“I think you’re amazing…even if I don’t say it much, I really do. The things you do…”

“I feel like i’ve stepped back in time.” 

“I haven’t seen these photos in years” 

“Stop being so stubborn!” 

“Do you think we’re cursed?”

“So let me get this straight. You went into the woods to find a witch to help you pass your exams? And that was somehow a good idea?”

“I’ve been dead for 200 years and nothing has really changed. People are still idiots.” 

Once again feel free to use on your blogs/for your own writing or to use these as inspiration for requests.

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Prompt List #5

Other Prompt Lists

“Have you ever kissed anyone before?”

“Can I kiss you?”

“You’re not hurting me, you’re not heavy. I’ve got you, love.”

Kissing on sofa, foreheads pressed together, breathy, soft tender.

“Sometimes I wonder if you even like me…it sure feels like you hate me sometimes.”

“You were supposed to be my friend. That’s all…that’s all I asked of you. To be my friend. To care.”

“I look at him/her/them and I just..it’s like when the Grinch’s heart grows three sizes.”

“I don’t…i’ve never…been in a relationship and i’m going to make mistakes…I just need you to tell me. I need you to talk to me.”

“You really thought I was dead?”

“I want to believe, I do…I just…how can I believe in something that I can’t see?”

“You didn’t tell me your friend was cute! Now what am I going to do?”

“I feel sick…so anxious and sick and like my heart is trying to beat its way out of my chest.”

“Can we just make a decision? Please?”

“You don’t know what you do to me, do you?”

“I just want you to be safe. That’s all i’ve ever wanted for you!” 

“I want you to be happy…even if its not with me.”

“I want to feel like this forever.”

“You give me a reason to be better, to do better.”

“God, you are so fucking cute.”

“I love you, but I need you to go away because you’re really bloody distracting and I have to pass this test tomorrow.”

“I…I can’t do this without you.”

“Don’t forget me?” 

“You weren’t there…why weren’t you there?”

“I needed you! I needed you!”

“Now it’s over…I don’t really know what to do.”

“Do you ever think?”

“I’m going to die. I’m going to die with an absolute idiot!” 

“How can you drink that stuff?”

“Oh no…he’s/she’s/they’re cute.”

“I can’t talk to cute people, okay? I don’t know how to flirt!”

“Sometimes you love someone and you don’t want them to leave…because if they’re beside you, you can see that they’re safe and you can keep them safe. But, if they go somewhere without you…you might lose them”

“No one has a romantic bone in their body anymore! What happened to playing songs outside windows, glitter and sparkles on handmade Valentine’s cards, dancing in the rain!? What happened?!”

“I can’t imagine my life without you in it. You are so important to me, you are such a big part of my life, that I just…I can’t imagine you not here.”

“I just want you to be happy…”

“You don’t have anything to be sorry for.”

“Stop apologising for other people! You’re not the shitty one!” 

“I want someone I can melt around. I want someone who melts around me too…I don’t want this standoffish, unromantic love that you’re offering. I want more than that.”

“I want to write you poetry, to write songs about you and draw your portrait! I want to make things for you! It frustrates the hell out of me hat I can’t draw and I can’t sing or write or play instruments or paint…You inspire me so fucking much…”

“You don’t own her/him/them. You don’t get to choose who they choose. I don’t get to choose who they choose. No one, but them, gets to make that decision.”

“Stop being a fucking dick.”

“That’s another way of saying you’re an arsehole.” 

“Can anyone else hear those Jumanji like drums? Or is it just me?”

“God, I love your face.”

Twirling a strand of their hair

Foreheads pressed together, breath intertwining, slow, content affection

“Please don’t say that about yourself. Please don’t believe that. You’re so much more than that. You’re so…”

“I’m only important when you need something from me.”

“I am fed up of half measures. I deserve better”

“Don’t look at me! I’m a mess!”

“I love it when you’re a mess!”

“Please stop rolling your shirt sleeves up, it’s terribly distracting”

“I don’t think you’re annoying…I know…I don’t…I really like listening to and hearing what you have to say even if its a lot sometimes..”

“I just want to be swept off my feet…is that so bad? I’m fed up of being alone.”

One reaching for the others hand to comfort them, to provide support. A thumb brushing lightly against skin. 

Reciting poetry at the other in a dramatic and very public fashion

Those period shirts with the puffy sleeves and the deep v and one staring at the other like… oh no he/she’s hot. 

Heart eyes when the other talks, sings, dances, argues, does literally anything especially things which others make fun of them for or find annoying

“Oh, my ankle! I think it must be broken!” *wink* *wink*

“I want you to be proud of yourself. I want you to believe that you’re good enough because you are. You’re so amazing.”

“Did you get any sleep last night?”

“I haven’t slept since they/him/her left/died”

“You are an uncultured swine! There I said it!”

“I know I should be happy…I did well…I always do well…so why can’t I believe in myself?”

“Please do your homework, for me? Just one time…”

“I said one time, y’know…you didn’t have to actually start studying. Not that I’m not proud or anything.”

“Go big or go home”

“I’m already home.”

“I lost my wellie boot in the river…”

“I wish I knew who they were…”

“It was that bad here?”

“I look at you and I…I feel so sad because I love you but I also have been hurt so many times that I don’t think I can forgive and forget.”

Brushing hair from their face

Leaning into the others hand, turning their head and pressing a kiss to the palm

“I didn’t take you for the settling down type.”

Speaks in a terrible Shakespearean/Elizabethan style to woo/make the other laugh

“Should I go first or…do you want to go?”

“If you want to leave, we can leave.”

“I don’t want to ruin your party.”

“You could never ruin anything.”

“Your comfort and happiness is more important to me than some stupid dinner.”

“Please don’t make me choose.”

“I can finally understand why you call them your arch-nemesis…What. A. Dick.”

“Poetry isn’t supposed to be good, it’s supposed to make you feel things!”

“If you don’t get that stick out of your arse, i’ll do it myself and beat you with it.”

“Could you come get me?”

“Stop moving! I’m going to have to start counting all over again!”

“I just thought that since you weren’t feeling too good, maybe this would help.”

The one stumbling to the other’s front door after getting hurt/beaten up etc.

“Oh my heart it breaks! It shall never be whole again!” “She/He/They break up with you every other month. Shouldn’t it be used to the disappointment by now?”

“I thought you said no more dangerous stunts?”

“I’m not kissing you in the rain! We’ll catch our death!”

“Where’s your adventurous spirit?!”

“A walk in the woods might do you some good. Clear your head.”

“You have wronged me so bitterly…”

“Do you talk to your mother with that mouth?”

“Please get me away from him. He hasn’t left me alone all night and I am this close to committing a murder.”

“I apologise sincerely if my handsome/beautiful face has kept you awake all night.”

Massages but the sort that are actually practical and helpful. Like babe, you’re so uncomfortable let me help because you’re clearly in pain

“Would it help if I stayed?”

“So I had this really vivid dream…”

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I hope he has a nice day

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Back at it again with another yakuza edit featuring Koutarou Bokuto. I love these screensavers, and I hope you do, too.

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Who should I edit next? Let me know!