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kittenskittenskittens:

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Daisy Baby. (:  

nonimaginaryfriend:

seabomb:

fuckyeahfanficflamingo:

[FANDOM! (Fanfic Flamingo) A GREAT PLACE TO GET CRAFT TIPS, TEACH YOURSELF HOW TO WRITE HTML AND LEARN ABOUT FISTING!]

Hehehe, I made this submission :)

…Accurate.

fuckyeahfanficflamingo:

[Write an OC only fanfic (Fanfic Flamingo) Fangirl like crazy on your own ships]

theanimalblog:

Submitted by: thisheartofglass

(via gogettergirl)

Oh man, I love this snippet a lot. It’s tiny, and I’m not sure there’s any way to turn it into a story that isn’t a billion words of Anna backstory, but the idea of her going to Harvard and accidentally have this sordid run-in with Mark cracks me up. 

If you live long enough, she supposes, you’re bound to witness something historic. And not just historic to lame-o Mystic Falls where nothing changes and tradition runs as deep as blood, actual historic according to the standards of the whole world.

It was all a crazy fluke that she ended up sitting on the couch with the founders of Facebook while they talked about expanding (and she and Christy just twiddled their thumbs, useless and uncomfortable), but it did happen. Sometimes, she wishes she could tell people about it—“So this one time, I gave Mark Zuckerberg a blow job in a nasty bar bathroom”—because it would make a great story, but she’s kind of reluctant to own up to (1) blowing strangers in bathroom stalls and (2) being so desperately bored that she actually went to Harvard with no ulterior motive beyond just wanting to think for a change.

Still, she’s been around for a long time and it’s kind of the most important thing she’s ever seen happen. All the stupid things that are such a big fucking deal in pathetic Mystic Falls, well, she sat on the couch (like a giant idiot, but that part doesn’t matter) when Mark Zuckerberg decided to expand Facebook from just Harvard to other schools and delegated jobs to his roommates that would make them all filthy stinking rich.

There’s something really intriguing about the way that shows like TVD exist in their universes; so many important things happen but it’s all very insulated. Things never seem to extend much beyond the small town setting and, as a result of that, Anna’s having had even a short run-in with people who are actually famous in the real world is bigger, in some ways, than everything in Mystic Falls.

She just thinks it’s kinda cool, okay? Like, that’s pretty much the only exciting thing she’s ever been around for, because her luck in predicting these things just really sucks.

(It also kinda sucks that no one would believe her about being there because she told them her name was Alice. Usually the fake name thing was just a good way to keep people from tracking her down and realizing she doesn’t really age, as such.

And as for the not aging thing? Well, it means that she can’t really track Mark down and demand he pay her a lot of money so that she won’t tell some shit tabloid about what sex—okay, oral sex, be that way, President Clinton—was like when he was nineteen.)

fuckyeahfanficflamingo:

[IN THE MIDDLE OF WATCHING A SERIES THAT ENDED YEARS AGO: (Fanfic Flamingo) TO BRAVE THE SPOILERS IN SEARCH OF FIC, OR TO SUBSIST WITHOUT?]

getoutoftherecat:

get out of there cat. i didn’t even choose you. 

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fuckyeahfanficflamingo:

[ONE TRUE PAIRING (Fanfic Flamingo) NEITHER ONE NOR TRUE]

I thought they were my OTP, but turns out I actually ship these characters with a lot of people…