The Story of A Girl who Watches Too Much Television and Rewrites Fiction with her Own Reality. Hijinks ensue.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
If I wrote the feelings would someone else write the porn?
how to be a writer
- start to write something
- pause and read over what you have so far
- cringe
- backspace everything
- exit out of your computer
- cry on the floor
(Source: interrobang-ler)
me watching a movie: omg i saw that gif
This is dedicated to all those lost who flew into space because of their feels.
hi this is basically my dilemma
(Source: old-trenchy)
first of all, who allowed me on the internet
i see you ridin’ round town
with the ship i hate
and i’m like
I totally respect your decision to ship those characters and I’ll just ship the characters I want to and you continue to ship those characters and we’ll all be happy bloggers because that’s what people should do.
(Source: damnedfoolishthing)
(Source: goodnightsweetgirl)
(Source: imgfave)
In our off season the Merlin fandom’s blogs become Sherlock blogs.
(Source: scissorsavvy)
(Source: nickthejam)
One of the best feelings in the world is sharing a book you loved with someone and having them love it, too.
Mofftiss: You're fans. In fact, you're a fandom.
Sherlock Fandom: Yes.
Mofftiss: Dedicated?
Sherlock Fandom: Very dedicated.
Mofftiss: Seen a lot of new clips, then. Violent fangirling.
Sherlock Fandom: Yes.
Mofftiss: Bit of a trailer too, I bet.
Sherlock Fandom: Of course, yes, enough for a lifetime. Far too much.
Mofftiss: ...Wanna see some more?
Sherlock Fandom: OH GOD YES.
When I say “I will go down with this ship” I don’t mean “Watta fantastic ship, may all the good children be graced by its perfection”. I mean like I will go down with this ship. I will casually survey the damage when the show ends and I’ll see the characters get their endings and I’ll watch my fellow shippers board onto lifeboats and leave as my ship slowly, gracelessly sinks and I’ll go into the control room and grab the steering wheel. And, I’ll look into the sea and the waves that are the new shows will crash around me and I’ll cry softly. I’ll touch the splintering wood and whisper, we sailed for a good while, didn’t we? Thanks for everything. And, I will. Go down. With. This. Ship.
