Do you think there’s any point in writing fanfiction if no one really reads it?

Absolutely. I write some pairs that I know very few people will read or care about, but I still write it because it makes me (and maybe one or two other people) happy. I write fics sometimes just for me that I end up not posting at all.

If writing makes you happy, do it. It doesn’t matter fuckall what other people think. It doesn’t matter if one person or 5 or 10,000 people read it. Write because you want to. Write what you want to write because you want to.

I know sometimes it can be discouraging to think no one is reading what you put out there, but people will come. And you’l find those that support  you through it. Heck if you need to, my ask is always open.

I strongly support writing, any writing. Don’t let anyone tell you that what you write is worth less then anyone else’s just because it’s fanfiction, or something they aren’t interested in. Write it anyway.

Hello friend how are you today?

I am doing okay, nothing spectacular. Though I did just send my dad and brother links to Cabin Pressure. Haven’t heard from dad but my brother already said it was hilarious 1 minute into into the first episode.

Thank you for asking!

BarrowGill

vomit / don’t ship / ok / cute / adorable / sexy / perfect / beyond flawless / hot damn / screaming and crying / i will ship them in hell

He was being loud on purpose, John could tell. He knew that Sherlock knew that just down the hall the members of the Diogenes Club would be sat in silence, unable to ignore the rumbling groans and explicit moans of the detective as John kissed up his throat and ground their fully-clothed lower halves together. He should stop this silliness; this inappropriate, childish behaviour. No matter how much he loved the noises Sherlock made.. Well, he supposed it would serve Mycroft right for being late.

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80. How many piercings do you have?

I am incredibly boring, just my ears, and they’re mostly closed up anyway. Earrings tend to get infected easy anyway on me.

Random related fact: The first time I got my ears pierced I was like 8 or 9 and visiting my grandmother. I asked my dad for permission, not thinking anything of it when he said yes. Well when my parents came to pick me up my mom flipped her shit. Apparently Dad hadn’t run it by her first.

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