Other Fandoms : ARMY NO!ARMYs: ARMY YES!

Other fandoms : “ARMY NO!” ARMYs: “ ARMY YES!”

Bighit : “ ARMY NO!” ARMYs: “ ARMY MAYBE?”

BTS : “ ARMY NO!” ARMYs : “ army no”

this is brilliant but i belive crack is feeling lonely by itself

Just a reminder that writing for your friends, for fanfiction, for webseries, or for any other non-professional reason isn’t lesser writing. If your goal is to write professionally, any other type of writing is practice. Even if you’re writing something that you never plan to share with anyone, it’s practice in the same way sketching in a sketchbook is practice. And even if you don’t plan to publish professionally, writing is a goal in itself, in the same way that any other hobby is. Don’t feel like it’s not real writing just because you’re not being paid for it, or because only a few people are reading it, or because it’s fanfiction.

Mood

I know way too much about gay sex for an awkward female virgin who’s mostly interested in women b/c fanfiction: a memoir by me

Musical review/Characters #1

Tokyo Nights -- Digital Farm Animals

This song was actually recommended to me by one of my cousins. He is two years older than me and this happened during the time we had just gotten to that certain phase where we were both looking for new music. Many of my current favorites are his recommendations. This song brings to mind neon lights, bright pink and green and red; high rise buildings, on which windows shine in shades of yellow and white; a crowded street, where people, wrapped up in coats and scarves make their way home, hurrying to escape from the cold; and beholding all that two runaways in their car, a convertible which belongs to the boy. Both of them fascinated and enraptured by the bustling city, where the air practically shimmers with vitality, hazy orbs of light make up the vision; smoke curling up from cigarettes and the oddly beautiful color of broken bottles. This song makes me feel free, as if I have left the same routine life in the suburbs and have stumbled upon this uncertain, yet thrilling adventure in a far-off metropolitan.

Character:

Name- Isabelle ‘Izzy’ Damon

Birthday- 7th September

Sign- Libra

Likes- graffiti, combat boots, freedom to do

Dislikes- being confined, that cat on the corner of the street which hisses at her

Personality- easy going, the ‘artsy’ one, rarely home, eager for new experiences, sometimes comes off as cold,  is actually really good at sports,

Appearance- around 5′5″, slim, willowy, jet black hair, reaching just below the shoulders, usually streaked with purple or pink,  wears fingerless gloves. 

Me being petty

So me and my mother were chatting and I started typing in my phone because I had a really good plot for my story. My mother assumed I was writing fanfiction and said that what I was writing was not ‘real’ writing (whatever the eff that means) and mocked me. She said I should write something ‘useful’.

She didn’t know I was writing an original story about a female human dictator who rules over the faerie world with her supportive and cinnamon roll of a husband. I didn’t tell her that right at that moment I made my main character’s mother die.