widespread archaeological evidence suggests that many North Americans of this era acknowledged the existence of three genders: “men”, “women”, and “employees only”
I just had a discussion with my friend about fanfiction and how we tend to assume that women are the writers without any actual proof. Then I said, hey, I know fanfiction written by gay and trans dudes. But then I remembered, wait, I think I know one writer who just must be cis het based on his work. Anyway, all writers, be honest, who are you?
Please reblog if you’re interested in the results.
If you have ever written any fanfiction, tell me your identity, pls
when I was 14 I worked in a grocery store and one day I got to bag Stephen King’s groceries and of course, being the little horror fiction nerd I am I was completely starstruck
I think he thought I was gonna ask for an autograph because I was not even lowkey staring I was full on moon-faced and bouncing and he kept looking over at me hesitantly like aw jeez kid fuck off
anyways I finally managed to squeak out that I was a huge fan and asked for advice on writing, “how do I write as well as you do?” in my horrible thick German accent and broken ass English and he gave me the best writing advice I have ever received
“shit kid, stop worrying about how other people do it and just write your story”
14 years later my wife and I nearly hit him with our car because he was jaywalking
In that spring Túrin put on again the Helm of Hador, and Beleg was glad. At first their company had less than fifty men, but the woodcraft of Beleg and the valour of Túrin made them seem to their enemies as a host. The scouts of the Orcs were hunted, their camps were espied, and if they gathered to march in force in some narrow place, out of the rocks or from the shadow of the trees there leaped the Dragon-helm and his men, tall and fierce. […] In that year far and wide in Beleriand the whisper went, under wood and over stream and through the passes of the hills, saying that the BOW AND HELM that had fallen in Dimbar (as was thought) had arisen again beyond hope. Then many, both Elves and Men, who went leaderless, dispossessed but undaunted, remnants of battle and defeat and lands laid waste, took heart again, and came to seek THE TWO CAPTAINS. […] In this way, before the summer had passed, the following of Túrin had swelled to a great force, and the power of Angband was thrown back.
— THE CHILDREN OF HÚRIN, CHAPTER VIII: THE LAND OF BOW AND HELM
“Warmust be, while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all; but I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend.”
i feel like i should make a formal intro. im urtho :) i love drawing, detroit: become human, & medieval fantasy. i’ve not been on tumblr in 10 years a lot has changed lol. anyway hi! here’s some art of aragorn that’s backlogged and needs to be uploaded
