Hope has two beautiful daughters. Their names are anger and courage; anger at the way things are, and courage to see that they do not remain the way they are.
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OH MY GOD WHERE IS THIS FROM
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My mother says that fanfiction doesn’t count as reading because “it isn’t nearly as good as the stuff that’s published. You’re not going to find something online that will win a Booker Prize.”
Please reblog if you count fan fiction as reading, or if the fanfiction you’ve read is equally as good as published novels. I want to see the figures.
*crushes mouse while hitting reblog button*
literally the worst thing I ever read IN MY ENTIRE LIFE was a published book where, uh, a tabletop roleplaying group was ~magically~ sent into the world they were RPing in
and it was the biggest pile of bullshit that I ever read
it was SO BAD that I literally erased the name of the book from my mind, even though 99% of the awful plot lurks in my brain to this very day
i thought it would be good because my favorite fic to read and write at that time (early high school age, as a matter of fact) was the kind where people from the real world end up in the fictional world, BUT NO
IT WAS THE WORST THING I EVER READ
it was the worst thing i ever read
by comparison, the horribly mis-characterizing gundam wing fic i read right after that where they were all in some sort of sex dungeon and it turned out duo was like, some kinda mega kinkmeister? that fic was much better
still pretty terrible, granted
but nothing as bad as the pretentious shit i read in the pages of that book
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WELL AWRIGHT THEN
"I’m really nervous," Kip laughs softly. "I’ve never done something like this before- I’m usually more, uh, careful."
"Don’t worry, baby," he breathes into her ear, giving it a little nibble. "I’ll take care of you."
"Shouldn’t- ahhh hah," Kip moans a little. "No, wait, shouldn’t we use, ahh, protection?"
"We don’t need a condom," he growls a little, leaning down to brush his lips against her throat. She makes a soft, urgent noise as his fangs pierce her skin, and there’s a flurry of movement behind him. She reaches up and yanks his head back by his hair, and Jo stabs the silver knife through his neck and saws until he staggers away from Kip with a terrified gurgle.
"Not a condom," Kip says raggedly, reaching forward and pulling it out, giving the blade a little twirl. "Buddy system.”
i feel like posting kip and jo’s vampire hunt
…i might later if you want me to, kate