#poor quinlan

[ashinaburrito]

Quinlan’s Path to Become a Jedi

Baby Quinlan and his parents

Tholme trained him on his home planet, Kiffu for a few years. Then his parents were killed.

Quinlan’s aunt made him relive his parent’s deaths, then Tholme took him to the temple.

[nigromante]

@placeabo

Another day, another Garfield comic graffitied on by a bored necromancer.   Ya think our wayward witch would have something better to do than doodling on America’s favorite lasagna-loving cat, but today was fucking slow.  It was just another way for Jack to fill her time as she sat behind the counter of ‘Scry Me A River’, fulfilling all of your metaphysical, spiritual and cursed object needs!  Patents pending and pun intended.

As much as anyone she wished she could make a living off of just skulking around in the shadows raising the dead, but living in the big apple ain’t cheap.  So, between the hours of twelve to five p.m. her ass was planted firmly behind the counter. Not everyone could find it, and those who could generally had more than the need and a pretty penny to part with.              

Her brows furrowed together in concentration, pen cap poised at the side of her mouth.  Inked fingers worked to smudge the red ink, stopping only when satisfied.  With a quick pop, the pen was recapped, an amber gaze studying her new ‘masterpiece.’  The abomination that she had created out of the orange tabby will not be described here.  Nothing should have that many fucking tongues. 

Well, that was a waste of time.  The comic was crumbled and flicked into a nearby garbage can.  It missed. Fuck  The willowy woman stood, and stooped to grab the refuse, giving pause at the jingle jingle of the bells on the front door tinkling as it opened.   Eyes narrow, the taste of something old flooded the shop. Well, she no longer wanted the grilled cheese sandwich she brought for lunch. She straightened, smirk gracing her lips, “Well, you aren’t my normal sort are ya?”, she tossed the piece of trash in with its friends, “What can I do for ya sweetie?" Service with a fucking smile.

[strainingfororiginality]

Was sent this by one of my fabulously loyal Russian readers ...

Thanks for the free advertising, asshole. I actually wondered where that SURGE of new Russian readers came from in November.  There was even someone reaching out to @quintussertorius on IG to find out where she could find the story!  HAHAH!

By the way, according to my analytics, they are ALL still loyal readers too.

Cheers, jackass. 🍻

This recently came to my attention and I’d thought I’d address it publicly.  Actually, @quintussertorius said she would if I didn’t ... so here I am.  This was taken from a public post on a public fan website on the vk.com Russian social media platform.

While I’m actually quite use to harsh criticism now (jealous people make the most bitter critics), what is the most shocking is that this was from someone who I actually thought of as a friend.  From someone who actually asked me to write a smutty fanfic about Palmer and Coco for her (that makes her hypocrisy all the more sweet and fragrant).  And from someone who asked me to beta read over a thousand words of poorly written English so that she could send it to her favorite actor.

First thing’s first, this doesn’t demotivate me in any way shape or form.  In fact, it motivates THE HELL out of me.  Because imagine the vast amount of jealousy that one must feel over my story (whether it be for the popularity, the quality, or even the vitriol hatred of the ship) to drive someone to bother creating this post to shame me.

Second thing’s second, the implication that I should be ashamed because I use my fic as an excuse to hire struggling and fabulous artists, to make friends and use the art to bring new people into the fandom, is just ridiculous.  You’ve clearly missed the point of fandom.

Third thing’s last, to those of you that are familiar with my fic, it’s very easy to note that the post this asshole put together is quite suspicious, as she has purposefully and conspicuously left out the artist that I hired to do the bulk of the commissioned work.  The artist that I gladly paid over $400 to, to help support them while they finished school.  The artist who then broke Paypal’s ToC and shared my identity/contact information with their friends.

But, I digress ...

Clearly, the motivation behind this post is highly suspect, to say the least.  They posted, complaining about my fic, my story, my fandom, me, and then linked a ton of KICK ASS artwork, piquing people’s interest in it.  One of which is Dawn by the Mister Quinlan’s Dark Horse Artist himself, Edgar Salazar.

Most of the other art was by @quintussertorius.  I’m sure you all already know, but she is fabulous.  Check out her art blog here: @alexologyart.

Oh, Rupert doesn’t mind her Dawn artwork either:

Jealousy is an ugly and unnecessary thing in fandom.  Instead of trying to tear other people down, try to actually be creative yourself.