Posts Tagged ‘fanfiction’

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I don’t know if anyone has ever done this before but, here ya go… The Different Types of Fanfiction! 

I probably left a few out, but these are the most common, compared to their base fiction’s canon plot. Enjoy! XD

The crack fic is enough for a reblog.

then there are these favs….  😉

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always reblog

Amusing AND educational. I love it!

Comfort Food

Posted: May 28, 2016 in Uncategorized
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a-quick-drink:

Words: 257

About: Just a little something I’ve been sitting on for awhile. A challenge to myself to write 100 word or less drabbles, in a different tone than I normally use, linking comfort foods to important points in life. I’d wanted to do ones for all the guys, but for now all I have is Kelly. Total fluff. 🙂

Kelly: M&M Pancakes

1) A lost little boy wakes to a world that’s not his own. A single stop on a road of many, but he doesn’t know that that yet. He buries his face into a pillow and sniffles. He wants to go home. When the smell of pancakes finally lures him to the kitchen, he finds a stack all for himself, studded with brightly colored chocolate drops in the shape of a smile. They remembered. It’s the first time he smiles in what feels like years.

2) A man old enough to know better but too young to care puts a ring on the finger of a woman he loves. Or does he? He knows he’s mentioned it before, but she always laughs and tells him he’s too old for that sort of thing. He needs to take care of himself, she says, for them. Jewels of chocolate never greet him when he wakes to breakfast in bed, only flat discs bearing more resemblance to cardboard than food. The only jewel he ever sees these days is the one on her hand.  

3) A man who feels so much older than his thirty-some years wakes to hard muscle, freckles, and ivy colored eyes. A life he never imagined for himself, and wouldn’t trade for anything. He’s traveled countless lonely miles to get here, but knows too well how precious each moment together is. Home. Mornings like these are always the same–kisses, then pancakes. And it never escapes his notice that one pancake’s smile has blue candies for eyes and another’s green.

Posted: May 5, 2016 in Uncategorized
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angelrin89:

angelrin89:

Seeing a fanfic that has potential from reading the premise.

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It also has great grammar and spelling.

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The characters are all in character!

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It’s a completed story!!

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princessgriffn:

its not an obsession until you read fanfic on your mobile in the dark