#can be of help to writers

[turtletoria]

i wanted to try drawing older Mabel and Dipper !

[strawlessandbraless]

Godstiel but he was crazy horny and obsessed with Dean. Going around preaching the good word of Dean and reading from the Winchester Gospel (supernatural books). He’d put Dean Winchester on all the stained glass windows and replace Jesus on the Cross with Dean on the Rack.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

i vote that next year instead of reading Dracula we do a Jeeves & Wooster Book Club. those two never got the rabid tumblr shipping fandom they deserved (disqualified for the sheer technicality of being published a century too soon). we must correct this injustice

[alienoresimagines-archive]

Just some words I've been needing to hear for a few weeks now and once I finally wrote them down, I thought maybe there were other people who might need to hear them too ❤️

You don't need to be anyone's favorite writer for your writing to be good.

The worth of your writing is not measured by whether or not you're included in fic recs or the amount of comments/asks you get.

Your works don't need to be recognized as some of The fics of the fandom to be good or worth reading.

'Popular' writers in your fandom are also just writers (and humans!!) : you don't need to impress or be noticed by them to have a place in your fandom. Fandom should be fun so don't let your brain ruin it with a misplaced sense of competition <3

You don't need to post a fic every week to be considered a writer. You don't need to write every week to be a writer. There is no limited places in fandom: come and go as you want and as life allows you to. Post when you feel like it, there is no trend to surf on to stay 'relevant' as a fic writer or a content creator. Fandom will always wait for you.

Your writing is good, and the more you write, the more you find your style, the better it gets.

Your writing made someone's day. Your writing is helping the fandom stay alive. Your writing should make you happy, and that happiness should not be proportional to how recognized you are in your fandom.

I know it can be discouraging to see tons of fic recs in your fandom and none of them including your fics. But yesterday, when I was feeling down, I re-read my own published works because they were the stories I wanted to read. And I enjoyed reading them, so much. And that is enough to keep me writing, because it showed me there is no better person to write the stories I have in my head than myself (a huge progress considering months ago, I couldn't reread something I'd written because I was cringeing too hard to get through two sentences).

Find your people that will always hype you and your fics up: you and your writing don't have to appeal to every single person in your fandom. Write niche fics! Rarepairs seemingly no one brought up before! Include headcanons and takes and interpretations you've never seen written before!

Write the stories you are dying to read, and I promise you, you'll find other people who were hoping to find that story somewhere, too.

Your writing is unique because it can only ever be yours and same goes for your stories; your writing is worth reading and your stories are worth being written <3

[probablyanalienindisguise]

my favorite thing is explaining to people one of my favorite fictional characters is an entire fuckinh spaceship who is also in a love-hate relationship with another ai

[gothamite-rambler]

Konnor: Tim has to be the chillest Robin. He's snarky, but I bet that guy doesn't give Batman headaches.

Bart (wearing a beanie that's covering his eyes): Probably.

Meanwhile, in Gotham…

Red Robin had been punching the Riddler for ten minutes and had been beating him up for about twenty. Batman stood to the side, contemplating pulling Red Robin away, but the last time he did that too early, he was greeted with an elbow to the mouth.

Batman (attempting to reason with his son): I think he's had enough.

Red Robin (pausing mid-punch): Nah, he wanted to say something about my mother. I'll give him something to laugh at.

Red Robin resumed wailing on the bleeding, trembling man.

Batman: I can understand the reaction, I'd be pissed if he insulted my mother especially with what he called yours, but-

Red Robin (seething with rage, slapping Riddler): Shut the hell up, or I’m shoving my fist down your throat! Have to deal with Firefly, I'm having insane people thoughts and he insulted my dead mom!

Riddler (weakly): I'm… sorry.

Red Robin (with a twisted smile, beginning to choke Riddler): Say it five more times, and I might stop. Beg! Beg!

Batman checked the time on his phone.

Batman: Alright, let me try this nerve pinch Ra's taught me.

Batman calmly walked behind his son and pinched a nerve on the man's neck, causing his eyes to cross and his tongue to stick out.

Red Robin (falling to the side): Sleepy time.

Batman picked up his son.

Batman: That's right. Let's take you to the car to nap. Edward, stay there.

Riddler (slurred words): I'm not… shure it's shafe for me to shtand up… Reshting here until I'm at Arkham is the shafest choice.

[inkprilled]

How do you feel about kindness being filmed like they’re performances. Someone hands a homeless person a sandwich, and boom, the cameras rolling. I’m a good person, they say without saying it, but the thing is a sandwich can only last so long, yet you'll be dining on those social media likes all week. Sure,it’s lovely, helping people. But here’s the thing: It’s sad that the world’s become a stage for doing good when you have a camera in your face, or worse in the face of someone struggling to live each day, they are not the supporting actors in your new tiktok. We don’t just help anymore. We sell the moment. Isn't it lovely though getting credit for being decent when your not just doing good. Your doing good for the algorithm.

[arcanegifs]

[lightgamble]

DAREDEVIL: BORN AGAIN | 1.01

I refuse to believe that a tragedy had to destroy everything. But it did.

[francesderwent]

thinking about snarky cultural/theological commentary and. the thing about snark is this: it’s easy, and it’s instant gratification. it’s easy because you’re playing to a likeminded audience. you get the way they think, you know the sort of things they find ridiculous, and so you know what’s going to play well with them. it’s not that hard to come up with a zinger that’s going to earn you applause from your own side. it’s also pretty easy to make another human being who’s not on your side look stupid, because we’re stupid creatures and we all have plenty of exploitable weak spots. it’s preaching to the choir, and it’s preaching meanly to the choir. and then, your snark bears all its fruit right away. you get the glowing feeling of having scored points against the enemy while being patted on the back by your friends for being so brave. if you succeeded in being snarky, you get the rewards of snark that very instant.

on the other hand, seeking to share the truth you possess in a mode in which it could actually be received—that is, says St Thomas, according to the mode of the recipient—that’s hard, and it’s so far from being instantly gratifying that you may never see the fruits of it in this life. not only are you not thinking about your likeminded audience, you’re not even going to trot out the truth simply in the way you understand it and call it your best effort. rather, you have to try to get inside your interlocutor’s frame of mind and understand how the truth you know is going to fulfill their own priorities and longings. you have to understand them so well that you see the truth of their position, even if that truth is buried very very deep, and then see how that truth connects them to the truth you see. you have to be insightful, and compassionate, and so, so patient. you don’t get to score any points, with anybody. your interlocutor might still get annoyed with you and turn around and make you look stupid. but you can’t just say “I’m going to speak the truth and I don’t care who hears and how they take it”—you have to care how they take it, because the truth is relational, it’s given and received, not just spouted into a void. and frankly you have to care how they take it because you have to care about their salvation.

don’t get me wrong, there are times in every person’s life when they will be called to stand up and be counted, to put fumbling words to what they hold most dear even if they can’t make everyone understand. but I don’t know that it’s a virtue to be always focused on being seen saying the truth, with no consideration given to who hears you and what they’ll hear in it—and it’s certainly not a virtue to be always focused on being seen saying the truth in a mean and funny way. “instruct the ignorant” is a spiritual work of mercy. but instruct the ignorant does not mean “instruct the ignorant while making the knowledgeable laugh and/or high five.”

[arcade-confetti]

"Jason was the happy robin" this, "jason was the angry robin" that. Let's all be fully honest here Jason was the lonely robin

[miusmusings]

The way I need a fic where Kim gets choked by Kenta's thighs and thanks him afterwards

[animefreak1145]

😐

Adler kept Stitch alive as “insurance”—the guy that brainwashed him and tortured him and killed like SO many people and one of the people responsible for Nova 6–but not Bell? Bell—the one who willingly said Solovetsky and saved millions of people(despite their bloody horrible past, it showed a clear change unlike Stitch who actively used the Numbers broadcast as well to hurt MORE people).

You’re telling me—Russell Adler, the one who was willing to kill Gusev in BO6 campaign when he was just a civvie but created that gas that could kill millions—spared Stitch? 🤨

Stitch? Who ACTUALLY killed more people actively than Gusev did, even with the lab trials of the gas, and enjoyed hurting Adler? 🤨

Either Adler wasn’t rewired back all the way by Mason or the dude is actually a masochist in more ways than I thought for keeping Stitch.

Treyarch—I would’ve been happy if you just created a standard Bell instead of having Stitch be alive. 😐 I wouldn’t even have cared if Bell was male or whatever—Bell being in that prison would’ve been better than STITCH.

STITCH?!?!?!?!

[aprismaticodyssey]

Is AoL too dark...?

I mean. Like. Is it heavy? Obsessively so? Like there's no levity? I need to add more lighter moments, I think. I'm afraid it'll read like: "Bad stuff. Bad stuff. More bad stuff. WORSE STUFF. LIFE CHANGING TERRIBLE STUFF. Slightly less bad stuff but only because what happened before was just so terrible that this seems like kid shit."

I don't know how to write, uh, lighter stuff? Not fully. Like if you asked me to write something where people don't die (even just because of natural causes) or have terrible mental health issues that get in the way of living a full life, or characters not having to fight for another day... Then Imma be so real. I can't.😂

I should write a gothic fantasy at this point, I think.

[aleksanders-fair-maiden]

I keep coming back to the idea that if quynh was the only 'new' character in the second movie and they had saved uma thurman and henry golding for the third, the movie would've been able to breathe so much more.

We'd get more of the character dynamics between main cast and how quynh fits into it. the nicky/joe disagreement could get some real air time. maybe we get some more flashbacks. Hell bring uma thurman in at the very end as a reveal of who's really behind the scenes! Leave in the whole end sequence at the nuclear facility and joe, nicky, and nile being taken and andy v discord but don't tell us the why -- that would be an INSANE cliffhanger and a great mystery for the next film.

Save the whole nile can end immortality thing for the next one too cause that lore drop/plot point could support its own movie without the distractions of "quynh's back/booker's back/new but old immortals/discords motives"

and keep booker alive so he can help the girls save everybody. maybe that's my sad french boi bias coming through lol -- but hey booker getting to see andy with quynh after only knowing her withOUT quynh?? wouldn't hate to see that (but if you must kill him leave the noble sacrifice for the third movie, just let the movie breathe and let me keep the french boi)