No, said Aziraphale, it's ineffable.

patricianandclerk

anyway some absolutely hilarious concepts of crowley and aziraphale living in their cottage in the south downs:

jehovah’s witnesses knock on the door. aziraphale frantically tries to get them to go away because if he doesn’t before crowley sees them, crowley WILL invite them in, he WILL talk to them for over an hour, he will give them the drive they need to visit twice as many houses as they otherwise would have today
the neighbourhood kids absolutely seeing old mr fell with a gigantic snake around his shoulders, and rushing in to ask 10930 questions about its life and diet, to which he makes up completely implausible answers
everyone in the village assumes that crowley is aziraphale’s sugar baby, which crowley finds hugely insulting and completely hilarious in turns
aziraphale, multiple times, wakes up and looks outside to see crowley having long, philosophical arguments with their chickens
whenever aziraphale finds pests in their garden - rabbits sniffing about crowley’s carrots, mice threatening to go through the fruit trees, even the single vixen that was going to menace their chickens and that crowley said he would kill with his bare hands if it touched any of his “little ladies” - he quickly and quietly takes them off somewhere much nicer.

not because crowley would actually harm the rabbits or the foxes (the mice he’ll eat. he is a snake, after all), but because crowley wouldn’t ever - just to spare him the embarrassment of not doing so in front of aziraphale, after he said that he would

they get some ducks that settle on their big pond, and crowley is ostensibly furious, but he still feeds them every day, and regularly uploads pictures of them to his instagram

fieldbears

I just ran the numbers and each and every one of these bullet points check out

lynati

I don’t think there’s an applause gif big enough to properly convey my reaction to this.

Also, I love that if anyone tries to say that you’re just “another hack fic writer with no ideas of her own who is jealous of the “real” writers out there”, they could quite literally be crushed under your catalog of award-winning original writing as a response. They can’t dismiss your stance on this topic the way they do to so many unpublished / fanfic writers because you’ve already met all of the standards that they insist someone has before they’ll accept their opinion as worth listening to.

seananmcguire

Right?

“Well, fanfic authors never win awards, so–”
“WOULD YOU LIKE TO HOLD MY HUGO.”
“That’s basically, it’s, you know, the People’s Choice, so–”
“LOOK AT MY NEBULA.”
“That’s a science fiction award, it doesn’t really–”
“LOOK I’VE WON THE ALEX.”
“…”
“IT’S GIVEN BY THE SAME PEOPLE WHO GIVE THE NEWBURY.”
“…”
“I’M THE FIRST PERSON TO WIN IT TWICE IN A ROW.”
“…well you wrote porn.”
“GOSH I SURE DID.”

dduane

More attention to this, please. :) From yet another of the I Wrote Fanfic First And I Decline To Feel Shame About It brigade.

(And I also wrote for My Little Pony, which means I may have inadvertently contributed something to Seanan’s state of being. [Which I will file under the “Quiet Unholy Glee” heading.])

:)))

quinfirefrorefiddle

Damn I love the internet.

theactualcluegirl

Fanfic is the Folk Process of the Literary world, and we who create it are the travelling bards taking our own spin from place to place so that the stories, survive, albeit in many forms, for millennia.

Fanfic is the inevitable, guerrilla reaction of storytellers when Story is throttled by Profit and Propriety.

Fanfic will NEVER DIE!!!

jackironsides

As a folk musician and morris dancer, HOLY FUCK IT IS. Fanfic is absolutely folk culture.

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.