Comet- What are you currently frustrated about?
Black Hole- What are you most afraid of?
Galaxy- Do you have any nicknames? What are they?
Star- What song(s) do you feel describes you?
Moon- Are you currently reading any books? If so, what book(s)?
Planets- If you could go anywhere, where would you go?
Mercury- Describe your aesthetic.
Venus- What’s your favorite tv show?
Earth- If you could be anyone else for a day, who would you want to be?
Mars- If you could change one thing about yourself, what would you change?
Jupiter- If you had to pick one color to use for an entire week, what color would you choose?
Saturn- How far would you go for those you care about?
Uranus- What would you say is your greatest achievement?
Neptune- Describe yourself in one sentence.
Pluto- If you could meet anyone, alive or dead, who would you meet?
Constellations- If you could have one talent, what would you want it to be? (can be magical or not)
Asteroid- When you die, what do you want to be done with your body?
Aquarius- What’s a topic you enjoy learning about?
Aquila- Do you prefer to read books or watch movies?
Aries- What is something you enjoy doing?
Auriga- If you had to pick one villain from any media, who would you rather have to face and why?
Bootes- If you could have any animal, wild or not, fake or not, which would you want?
Cancer- How do you want to be remembered?
Canis Major- How many friends do you have?
Capricornus- What’s a song lyric that you relate to?
Cassiopeia- What’s your favorite quote?
Cygnus- If you could go back to any time period for a couple days, when/where would you want to go?
Gemini- Do you have any siblings? How many?
Leo- If you could change the way any movie was made, which movie would you change?
Libra- If you could talk to your past self, what would you tell yourself?
Lyra- Would you rather be feared or loved?
Orion- What’s your favorite type of weather?
Pegasus- What’s your favorite music genre?
Perseus- What’s your favorite movie genre?
Pisces- Describe someone you love without saying their name.
Sagittarius- What do you do when you don’t feel well? What do you eat/drink?
Scorpius- If you had to pick someone to betray you, who would you pick?
Taurus- What makes you feel comfortable?
Ursa Major- If you had to pick any job to have, what job would you want?
Virgo- What do you value the most- artistic ability/creativity, musical ability, athletic ability, intellect, or work ethic?
Neutron- Are you more of a leader or a follower?
Supernova- How do you feel about yourself?
Supergiant- What’s something you like about yourself?
Red Giant- Would you get into a debate/argument with someone if you heard them saying something you disagree with or know to be wrong, or would you stay silent?
Red Dwarf- What’s your favorite smell? What smell makes you feel most comfortable?
Protostar- Give a random fact about yourself.
When I say “writers don’t want your unsolicited criticism” and “leaving unsolicited criticism on fanfiction hurts writers” THIS is what I mean.
This isn’t even all of them, this is just from a FEW posts on the subject. Read through these, and then look me in the eyes and say you’re ~helping writers~ by leaving that criticizing comment on someone’s fic when they didn’t ask you to.
You’re hurting or, at best, annoying us. You’re hurting fandom.
You’re not helping us.
Hey if y’all have anything specific Good Omens you want me to write send in an ask
Just a heads up, in case some of my works cut off. I'm always on AO3, at Renegade_Reaper
Since you couldn’t take out fanfic writers with the purge so you’re just fucking up formatting for text posts until they leave? Is that your plan?
I know discourse is the word of choice in fandom nowadays but I kind of wish we would have stuck with “fandom wank” because it carries the implication that the anger involved culminated into effectively nothing and that the act was wholeheartedly masturbatory in nature rather than for any greater cause.
Sit down in the waves
Let the water wash over you
Let it crash over your head
Surround you
Fill your lungs
Let it whisper sweet truths to you
Let it promise you eternity
Feel the sand scratch over your legs
Feel it beneath your fingernails
Let the salt sit on your tongue
Hang on your breath
Sting your throat
Let the ocean wash away your worries
Feel the tide drag you into deep solitude
This is your place now
Sat at the bottom
Safe in the sand
Singing songs of worship
With salt-rasped words
No need for oxygen
Let the ocean fill you with peace
As the days drag on into sweet oblivion
Come and sit with me
Safe and sound
Come and sit with the crabs
Come and feel the rocks on your feet
Come worship with me the haunting harmony of the waves
A never ending eternity
Problematic shipping: warehouse and delivery companies like Amazon that exploit their workers.
Not problematic shipping: any fucking fanfic.
me @ AO3
and she looks at me in a way that says ‘oh,’ in the slightest of moon-whispers, and flutters starlight-studded eyelashes shut. they’re short, curled up as i was to her warmth this morning; reaching toward the sunlight. or, as she is fond of saying, to me. our fingers tangle, grasp sheets or cheeks rosy with first-kiss smiles. eyelids crinkle, besotted in the way they help clear space for the love i hold gently under my tongue. this is a single moment, a precious one, and all i could ever say to her is ‘oh,’ in peachy tones, ones that underestimate the ocean’s current, ones that do not notice i cannot swim until she has pulled me under. i never thought of drowning as something to smile about – still don’t, of course, but there is something simply devastating in the way she looks at me that cannot (i repeat, cannot) be described in terms other than those of natural disasters. she’s a work of art, and i’ve told her many times – but i barely believed myself on more than one occasion. an artwork is not what she is, or could be. she is an unstoppable force yet gentle in nature, because i know that one glance at her, tousled in the wind, would have me at her mercy. she is not art, she is something of a different breed entirely – one that speaks in undercurrents, in stardust and possibilities. it is eyes like hers that surely see into the future. she is not art, because she is the ocean, the stars, the sky embodied and i am not one to fear what is beautiful. and she is beautiful. i catch myself on her lips, let myself hang there for a moment, because ‘oh,’ she is beautiful, and oh, in the name of all that is good, ‘you have my heart.’
I'm in the red.... And my lovely girlfriend is in the toothless onesie I bought her 💜
Yes I know it’s Tik Tok but hear me out.
Gay.
I stole this idea from another blog,but I cant reber the name. Every single person who reblogs this before 10 February will recieve a baby pokemon in their inbox,after this egg harches.
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