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The Apocalypse for Dummies

youreviloverlady:

As every year, this year I am participating in NaNoWriMo [National Novel Writing Month], which means I’m going to write a 50k words novel in 30 days [1 - 30 November].

This link will lead you to said novel, in case you’d want to follow my progress.

There is a reason that most fanfiction authors, specifically girls, start with a Mary Sue. It’s because girls are taught that they are never enough. You can’t be too loud, too quiet, too smart, too stupid. You can’t ask too many questions or know too many answers. No one is flocking to you for advice. Then something wonderful happens. The girl who was told she’s stupid finds out that she can be a better wizard than Albus Dumbledore. And that is something very important. Terrible at sports? You’re a warrior who does backflips and Legolas thinks you’re THE BEST. No friends? You get a standing ovation from Han Solo and the entire Rebel Alliance when you crash-land safely on Hoth after blowing up the Super Double Death Star. It’s all about you. Everyone in your favorite universe is TOTALLY ALL ABOUT YOU.

I started writing fanfiction the way most girls did, by re-inventing themselves.

Mary Sues exist because children who are told they’re nothing want to be everything.

{UnWinona}: The Importance of Mary Sue  (via ultralaser)

Wrong Brother || Lill & Loras || GoT

lorasofthegarden:

Loras could not move any further into the door, his thin back was pressed flush to the solid wood of the door. His mind was in a whirl. Why was he not attracted to this woman? She was beautiful, even he could tell that. His willowy form shook slightly as the fears he had shoved into the back of his mind flew into his thoughts.

He looked up at her with wide, golden eyes. Freak, freak, freak, his mind screamed at him. Laughed at the fact that he could not even speak to this woman, hissed and snarled at his attraction to those of the same sex; Loras let a silent tear slip from his eye. How could he ever be a tough,world class knight if he was this way? His chest heaved as these thoughts poured into his head, his throat seeming to close up as he stood there. 

She could see the sheer terrror in the boy’s eyes and quickly, she wrapped the sash back around her waist that was keeping her dress together. “Shh,” she cooed, reaching out to  gently place her hand on the boy’s upper arm. “It’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you, I promise,” she whispered, wondering what it was about her that was making the boy panic this much.

"What’s wrong?" She asked him, in a hushed tone of voice. "Did I scare you? That wasn’t my intention." The whole situation made her completely forget to throw in a couple of ‘Milords’, but she figured nobody would remember anyway.

Magical || Lill & Draco || HP

hiddeninthemanor:

"It wasn’t intentional…I just supposed I’m a little more defensive than usual these days, I didn’t mean any harm by it, I swear." Draco explained, voice soft and features twisting into a somewhat hesitant grimace, still not entirely used to apologising for his mistakes. Nodding with acceptance at her following words, he exhaled a deep breath and glanced over at her, eyes wide with shame.

But that was until the blush staining across his cheeks darkened, and he shook his head in amusement. “I’m not going to win this one, am I? I suppose I’ll just have to accept the fact that I’m a…cutie.” He stuck out his tongue briefly, before the ghost of a smile tugged at his lips and he raised his glass in front of him. “To sorrows.”

Slowly tracing her upper lip with the tip of her tongue, she stared at the boy for a while, before giving him a short nod. “Very well.” She narrowed her eyes the slightest bit. “You’re definitely a special brand of Malfoy, aren’t you?” She had never seen a Malfoy who would be happy to talk to a halfblood waitress without any degree whatsoever. Most felt too good.

"But yes, you will just have to accept this. Because I’m not going to change my mind." She downed half the contents of her glass, before tilting her head slightly as she looked at Draco. "I’d like to get to know you," she said suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere. "Let me take you out to dinner."

Threats and Handcuffs || Lill & Wade || Main

mercwithamxuth:

Been a long, long time since he had to pay for something like this. Kind of weird to him. But… Well what else was he going to spend this cash on? Wade only shrugged before grabbing a wad of cash and tossing it to her. “Whatever this’ll get me.” Hooray for blood money, he was cheering in his head. “I ain’t picky when it comes to this stuff so y’know. Uhh… Draw from a hat or something-“

She caught some of the bills as they were thrown at her, but most of them fluttered to the floor. For a split second, her lips pursed in annoyance. It’d been a long time since money had been thrown at her, but she wasn’t going to turn it down. “I’m afraid I cannot do that,” she smiled sweetly, slipping the bills into her bra and panties. “This establishment has strict rules on what we may do with customers, and one rule is that we cannot assume things. It could make our client uncomfortable.”

Feeling at Home || Lill & Peter || Main

nerdyspiderman:

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”In my defense, I did not know it was a strip-joint and that you were, in fact, a stripper. At first I thought you were just hitting on me, to be honest.” he admitted with a nod, a quiet laugh escaping him. ”So yeah, not really perving… Perhaps just a little.”

"And the fact that I wear little to no clothing didn’t tip you off?" She chuckled, crossing her arms over her chest. "I gotta hand it to you, you do know how to keep looking a girl in the eyes. Most men have them glued to my tits.” Leaning against the bar, she slowly looked the young man up and down. “Let me buy you another drink. Maybe if you’re drunk enough, you’ll change your mind.” For a couple of seconds, she kept completely quiet, before laughing. “Kidding. Just a drink, no strings attached.”

Private Property || Lill & Lee || TWD

leeurbaneverett:

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The man looked serious but briefly chuckled at what the woman said to him. “No, you can go to bed whenever you want. All I ask is that you pull your own weight and if there’s something you feel you can or should do, then do it.” He said, sighing briefly. “But most of all, try to relax. You don’t need to worry about dying here, this place is secure. No worries. Just be yourself.”

"Oh, I’m not worried about dying," she said, waving his words of. More afraid of what’s to come if I stay alive. “Thank you though,” she said, turning -what she thought was- a sweet smile on the man. “I really appreciate you taking me in. You couldn’t have known whether I had good or bad plans and yet you gave me the benefit of the doubt. It makes you a good person, and those are really rare nowadays.”

Two Different Worlds || Lill & Joe

Lill glanced over her shoulder when Meghan indicated that a new customer had stepped into the bar. A smile immediately slipped onto her features and - after she’d picked up her glass of whiskey - she made her way over to the stranger.

"Good evening," she smiled. "And welcome to the Green Leaf. I’m Sapphire and I will be your hostess tonight." Gently biting her bottom lip, she looked the man slowly up and down. "Can I get you something to drink perhaps?"

Notebooks || Lill & Genesis || SPN

thexonlyexception:

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"You just found out what hotel I was staying in by googling me. Don’t know that boobies are going to be calm any time soon. And the gun was necessary. You don’t just stalk people like that!” Genesis had enough stress as it was. The last thing she needed was this woman and her shit. 

"I didn’t necessarily see a reason to lie about my name, but apparently you did." Genesis finally closed the front door to her motel and turned to face Lill with her arms crossed. She didn’t mean to be rude but at the same time she wasn’t really in the mood. So she denied the other’s hand and instead began to speak. "If you know what I am, then what was the point of hunting me down?"

Unable to help herself, Lill’s eyes were drawn to the woman’s chest and he snorted. “They look pretty calm to me,” she commented, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. “And for the record; I’m not stalking anyone.” Okay, that was perhaps not completely true, but she wasn’t stalking this woman.

"Of course I felt the need to hide my name though. There are several warrants for my arrest out there, I didn’t need you handing me over to the cops." The woman would figure it out quickly enough if she googled Lill’s real name. “And the reason to ‘hunt’ you down,” Lill air-quote the word. “Was cause I want to know what you’re doing here. Exactly what you’re doing here. What are you hunting? How far are you?” Are you hunting the same thing I Am?

Growing Trust || Lill & Gohan || AU Main

half-saiyan-son:

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When she called him Sir, he felt himself get all bothered and antsy, her voice was so cute and he just couldn’t with her right now. He could probably lift her up with a single arm, but he doubted she’d appreciate that very much, and he didn’t know if she’d like, burn him or something it she got too antsy.

She barely made it up past his torso, “You don’t need to call me Sir, it makes me feel old and weird.” He gave her the smallest of nudge on her shoulder, he didn’t know if she’d take a jump at him if he made a sudden movement. He was rethinking this whole thing, was he really ready for this type of responsibility?

"I got you your own bed, I think it might be a little small for you, but I can always return it and get something bigger." He paused for a moment to ask her something he found important, "Does your tail hurt?" With the way she grabbed it it looked like she got bit herself. He knew he didn’t want someone to bite his tail. So he empathized with her there.

"Oh, alright Si- Mister." She was not quite sure what else to call her new owner. Her previous one had insisted she’d call him ‘Sir’ at all times and she could look forward to severe lashings if she accidentally called him by his first name. When she thought about it, she didn’t even remember this man’s first name, so she couldn’t even have used it if she wanted to.

Still clutching her tail to her chest, she looked up at the man with a look of confusion on her fetures. “M-My tail?” She stammered, looking down at it and studying it from all sides as she tried to figured out if there were scales missing. “I-I don’t think so, Mister. Why…” She didn’t dare to finish the question, having been taught that she wasn’t allowed to ask them. Maybe he just doesn’t like the way my tail looks. That thought made her sad, her tail being the one thing she was very proud of. That and her scales of course. Her scales were absolutely beautiful, even her last owner had thought so.