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winterandwords

I'm not sure I can express this sentiment strongly enough, but I'm going to try via the medium of large bolded text.

Write what the fuck you want.

Write what makes you happy. Write what makes your soul sing. Write what fucks you up and makes you cry. Write what comforts you. Write what distracts you. Write what you want to read. Write what you want to watch.

Write what you want to dream about tonight.

Write what you can't get enough of. Write what you're completely obsessed with. Write what wakes you up at 4am and drags you out of bed because you can't stop thinking about what your characters are going to do next.

Write what turns you on, if that's your vibe. Write characters you're in love with and characters who inspire you and characters you want to be friends with and characters you fucking hate but oh my god they're so much fun.

Write about things you would sell your soul to do in real life and things you would never do in real life. Write about things that are happening right now and things that happened a thousand years ago and things that might happen in the future and things you wish could happen.

Write to get a publishing deal or to sell your books yourself or not to sell your books at all. Write for your friends or for strangers or for the people who reblog your posts on Tumblr and send you songs that remind them of your characters.

Write for yourself.

Fuck any system that tells you there's only one right way to create or one valid way to share your writing. Your story, the way you tell it, has so much value. Make people smile or piss people off or do both of those things because art is divisive and fascinating and beautiful.

Start writing. Keep writing. And write what the fuck you want.

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thestalwartheart
cicerfics

All those pictures of the current incarnation of Ben Whishaw's hair are making me utterly feral. All I want is a 00Q AU where Q starts growing his hair out to that length, and Bond promptly loses his DAMNED mind.

Man's shaking, crying, throwing up, walking into walls because he's too busy thinking of getting his fingers in Q's hair and pulling it to watch where he's walking.

I love if this happens years into the future, long after the pair are married and living peacefully somewhere far from MI6.

And I love if this happens in an AU where Bond has been away from MI6 for a couple years, and he comes back to find that Q has stopped giving a fuck about regular haircuts/remaining clean-shaven, and he is just struck ABSOLUTELY SILENT once he gets his first look at Q.

Look me in the eye and tell me Bond would be able to act normal around a Q who looks like this.

You can't. He wouldn't. Case closed.

cicerfics

Hellllpppppp. @mr-iskender said, What if Bond is coming back after some time away, and he happens into a London nightclub before checking in at HQ.

And YES.

Just James Bond things! Just some light reconnaissance. Just some general Shenanigans before I go bother Mallory. Just seeing what the attractive people of London are up to this fine evening, shaking their bums to the music in their promiscuous clothes.

Oh, that one is very attractive. Shall I go over and introduce myself? Indeed, I shall. He's grinding up against some other man, but I'm sure he won't mind if I cut in.

Oh, wait, he's turning around...and the outfit and hair aren't familiar, but that face seems a bit...hm. HMMM.

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foxsoulcourt

Yes this! Plus @thestalwartheart’s fab tags

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anyawen

okay, so - all the yes re bond losing his shit at q's grown-out hair and scruff. but regarding mac's last tag ... i don't disagree that bond would absolutely say 'i never want him well put together again' and *mean* it ... and then there would be some occasion for which q had to wear a suit, or a tux, even. no changes to his luscious locks or to his scruff, but now it's paired with a suit that fits like a glove ... yeah. he's definitely walking into walls. mallory and tanner are trying to control their expressions and not snicker, but eve is laughing so hard she's holding onto the wall to stay upright.

herbgerblin
herbgerblin

Taako installs a fancy combination bird feeder and fountain near the side of his house. If he and Lup have to move from a reasonable city apartment to a suburb lacking in decent scenic views, he at least wants something nice to look at when he’s working at home. Nature being good for the brain chemicals or whatever.

Taako’s already accounted for the size and scope of the fountain setup—from what Lucretia’s nerd books say, the local bird population consists of larger carrion eaters, mainly ravens. Big birds mean big fountain base, minimal interference, and a wider variety of food. With a little help from Mags, the hard part is already out of the way. The battery powered food bank distributes on a twice daily timer. All he has to do is get the fountain hooked up to a water source and it’s good to go. No biggie.

What Taako has not accounted for is waking up the day after the feeder is installed, just to glance out of his window and see a whole ass man crouched out on the lawn with the rest of the flock.

herbgerblin

accidentally left y'all hanging in suspense with this one oops

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ID: First image is of Taako, an elven man with a slight build, freckles, and curly hair up in a bun. He is wearing a sweatershirt that says, “college” on the front and holds a mug in his hand. He yawns in the first panel and then stares out a window. The second image is of Kravitz, a half elven man with long locs, facial hair, and a slight build. He is wearing a button up shirt, slacks, and simple shoes. He is couching beside a tall, elaborate bird feeder and fountain. The fountain is surrounded by feeding ravens. One raven in particular is standing on Kravitz’s leg, as he appears to be talking to it. The thrid image shows Kravitz glancing to the side, and then eyes widening in suprise. The bottom panels show a confused Taako staring at Kravitz from within his house. The last panel is of Kravitz turning to runaway, (a small caption saying “shit” right by his head.) In the background Taako reacted by leaning on the window pane and yelling. End ID