Oh, that wonderful feeling when you’re plotting and brainstorming and the dots just start CONNECTING all over the place and then it just spirals into this oh… oh???? Oh!!!! OH??!?!?? moment which is an unmatched high as a writer
A friend: I'm allergic to chocolate
Me:
I saw somebody say that watching the Percy Jackson show made them realize that in the first books Percy doesn't even say half the stuff he thinks and he's just a quiet kid silently judging everyone, like they're so right.
Think about it from Grover's perspective. You know Percy as a quiet boy who certainly has his judgy thoughts but (aside from telling them to you) keeps them to himself. He's just trying to make it through school, for his mom.
Then his mom dies. And he loses the ability to give absolutely any fucks. He starts saying all this shit he never said out loud and to people who could do infinitely worse things to him than anything Nancy Bobifit ever even tried. And it only gets worse as he gets older.
Like bro went from quiet kid in the back of the class to fist fighting a god in the span of like a week. Then he openly told the gods to pay their child support. Grover was having heart attacks every other minute.
Everything I was born with is my enemy.
I’m new to tumblr so I’m not completely sure how this works. First post, and it’s wolfstar!
Whatever you do don't think about Sirius staying up at night his first year at Hogwarts, talking to the stars because he missed his younger brother.
Whatever you do, don't think about how Sirius must have torn his hair out and screamed and cried for hours when he read Regulus' letter.
Whatever you do, don't think about how terrified Sirius must have been the first time he stepped between Orion and Regulus to keep Orion from harming his baby brother.
Whatever you do, don't think about all the unsent letters Sirius wrote to Regulus, begging him to come run away with him.
Whatever you do, don't think about how Sirius' heart dropped to his feet when he watched Regulus walk over to the Slytherin table during the sorting ceremony.
Whatever you do, don't think about how Sirius would turn into Padfoot and sneak into the Slytherin dorms just to see Regulus for even a moment.
Whatever you do, don't think about Sirius looking at James and seeing Regulus in his behavior.
Whatever you do, don't think about Sirius' heart wrenching sobs when he saw the mark on Regulus' wrist.
My doctor and therapist: now with this autism + ADHD diagnosis you need to learn to unmask because masking all the time will make you burn out again and feel like shit
Other people: well it's just interesting how after getting the diagnosis you suddenly start behaving like that I mean I'm not saying you're faking it's just funny how you suddenly cannot be normal like you were before
The marauders is such magic. A Shakespearean tragedy. The general headcannons and writings of the fandom paints an incredibly virus and painful and complex image of life. I never thought friendship could be magical (not even my little pony convinced me, lol) until I joined the fandom
It’s just MAGIC, sure we’re all usually talking about the fun ships and the wonderful artists and writers and fics but at the heart it’s just magic that defies reality.
The marauders made me less scared to die, young or old. The marauders remind me that people really can get along so well they’re like family
I’ve never experienced it before, and it’s hard to believe I might one day but,
This fandom is incredible. The marauders are so cool, it’s just so safe yet tragic
I love it so much
Wow, this is so poetic. But yeah, it's honestly so cool how fandom can bring people happiness and bring people together like this <3
"If you use em dash in your works, it makes them look AI generated. No real human uses em dash."
Imaging thinking actual human writers are Not Real because they use... professional writing in their works.
Imagine thinking millions of people who have been using em dash way before AI becomes a thing are all robots.