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i know an engineer-type dude who said fiction bored him, because fiction is mostly-formulaic and tropey, and you can generally guess what’s gonna happen next, and yada yada
so his solution for this problem was… to solely read serial web novels in languages that (1) he did not speak, and (2) for which there was no actual translation, fan or otherwise
apparently, the combined forces of “trying to figure out WTF is going on via the power of Google Translate" + “cultural differences in storytelling conventions” + “the inherent randomness of where the hell amateur authors are gonna take their plots”—those all mashed up to make stories that were unpredictable enough to keep him guessing all the time
then he described to me this totally batshit-sounding Hungarian story he’d been obsessively reading once a week for years
and god i think about him all the time. like. that is the most wild way to process fiction that i have ever heard of, but also, i’ve gotta admire the sheer chaos energy of it
Fanfic reader's prayer: may my favorite author's hyperfixation on this fandom last longer than mine 🙏
Some of my favorite Hunger Games moments are when Effie and Haymitch are so focused on making sure Katniss is being good and not causing problems that they aren’t watching Peeta and so he just takes the opportunity to just come out swinging and Effie is like “you’re not supposed to be the problem child!” Meanwhile Haymitch is torn between proud and pissed and Katniss is just beaming like “oh shit I do love him.”
Haymitch and Effie: *tells Katniss to behave*
Katniss: *tries to behave*
Peeta: *casually insults the Capitol with a winning smile, nearly gets the games cancelled, openly disses Snow’s house, licks his plate clean to lovingly piss off Effie, pushes peace keepers who are threatening Katniss, overall is just more subtle but equally cutting in his jabs at the Capitol*
Haymitch: 😏
Effie: 😡
Cinna: 🫢
Portia: 😯
Katniss: 😍🤭🥹❤️✨⭐️🤩😂😍
No one:
Hermes:
MAYBE SHOWING ONE ACT OF KINDNESS LEADS TO KINDER SOULS DOWN THE ROAD 🤝 I'D LIKE TO SHOW MY FRIEND THAT KINDNESS IS BRAVE
Sometimes I open Ao3 as one would a fridge in the middle of the night. Hungry, but not willing to commit to anything that is in there and hopping a miracle will make something new and appetising appear out of thin air if only I close it and open again.
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telemachus priding himself on being the son of a man he never knew and odysseus priding himself on being the father of a man he never knew
From the 150 Random Writing Prompts, what about #32 - text me when you’re home. Giving me modern au vibes of the her phone call / "Katniss, I live three houses away from you."
"Wait a second. I'll walk you out," Katniss says, stopping Peeta at the front door.
Gale is already glowering at her from his spot at the kitchen counter. She's not sure why he cares: he spent the entire night talking fantasy football with some guys from his work. So she ignores him. He needs to chill out, the insecure baby. Gale pisses her off sometimes. He's never liked her to have friends who haven't received the Hawthorne stamp of approval. It wasn't this big of an issue until she moved in with him. She's starting to think cohabiting with him is the worst mistake of her life so far. His issues are getting worse. Cripes.
Peeta waits for her by the door, zipping up his blue fleece coat while she slips on her shoes to follow him outside. Silently the two of them head out the front door. It's cold out on the front step, that damp, chilly weather that soaks through your skin, chilling you to the bone.
"Thanks for coming over," Katniss says, hugging herself for warmth. "I wasn't sure whether you'd make it."
Peeta laughs. "I wouldn't dream of it. The house is nice," he says.
"Yeah. Gale spends most of his spare time working on it."
"That must be nice. Saves you money that way."
Katniss shrugs. It's no concern of hers what Gale does with his money. It's not her house.
"So Gale. He seems nice," Peeta says.
She gives him an incredulous look. "Not really."
"He's not so bad."
"He can be a pretty big dick," Katniss says, stamping her feet on the ground to get the blood moving through her legs. "Like tonight. He gets jealous sometimes."
"Hmm. Well. Can't say I blame him."
"It's stupid."
Peeta fidgets with his keyring, swinging the set around on his ring finger. "Well, as much fun as debating your boyfriend's virtues are, it's freaking freezing out here. I'd better head home. Got an early start tomorrow."
"Yeah. of course. But Peeta---Gale's not my boyfriend," she says.
"Oh. I just assumed."
"No---god, no," she says. "I'm like his little sister or something, crossed with his mom? I don't know how to describe our relationship. It's weird. He's over-protective."
Peeta looks away from her, scratching behind his ear.
"Will you text me when you get home?" she asks on a whim, wishing she could ask him to stay instead. A way to extend the night with him, at least by a few texts.
"Now, who's being over-protective," he says. His voice is soft like he doesn't want anyone to hear like they're sharing a secret.
His smile is warm. Pleasant heat, like the slow path of whiskey making its way into her belly. That's what it stirs in her. "Shut up," she says, smacking his arm lightly with the back of her hand.
"Katniss. I only live about a block away. Three streets. It takes me maybe fifteen minutes on foot."
She knows that. Still. "It's dark and cold, and I want to know when you're there. Humor me. It'll mean I'll sleep better tonight."
"Alright," he gives in.
Katniss steps closer to him. Before she loses her nerve, she stands on her tiptoes and kisses his cheek. "Thank you," she murmurs, lowering herself to the ground and stepping away, already embarrassed by her actions. "Talk to you soon."
GUYS GUYS YOU DONT UNDERSTAND
JAY IS DATING THE GIRL PLAYING CIRCE
AND THE CIRCE SAGA IS RELEASING
ON VALENTINES DAY
the Circe saga coming out on Valentine’s Day is hilarious. Watch little ol’ single me listen to this saga on repeat on that day-
You want me to introduce myself? The thing that almost killed Odysseus?
adjacent advice: if you need more confidence, get a cool jacket or a haircut or something and think about how cool it makes you. this is loser advice, but we're all losers here. swallow your pride and roleplay as a cool guy and you'll become a cool guy.
Odysseus in Epic: the musical
why yes, this is the creator of our source of happiness…
I love him so much.
If you vote, would you mind reblogging?
Just for
Its Poseidon.
a water inspired horse i was working on with my girlfriend 🐎🌊 it was tons of fun so we might have went a bit overboard with the etching lol
Please reblog this if fanfiction has been beneficial to your mental health.
Poseiden, a god known for his wrath and temper:
iN All mY yEaRs oF LiVing iT iSn'T vEry OftEn tHat I gEt piSsEd Off
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