This might sound odd... but I am really feeling the need to do something with my hands.
It’s 1am and I just can’t seem to fight this urge to just make something. I’ve always loved being creative and making random crap, and if I were in my apartment right now I would probably be making a chinese staircase bracelet or painting on one of my canvases or sculpting something with my polymer clay. But I’m not home. I have none of these materials at my disposal. And it’s making me jittery and I don’t like it.
Stage 1 - Discovery:You've finally found other people who like the same thing as you do. It's fucking great. YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
Stage 2 - Involvement:You read up about theories and headcanons. Join the community. Start getting excited about new episodes because OH MY GOD NEW THEORIES AND GIFS.
Stage 3 - Obsession:You ship things like burning. Fanfic has replaced actual books. You know every actors' name, date of birth and marital status. You follow all the actors' twitter accounts. You have seen every episode several times. You stay up until ungodly hours to watch new episodes. You spend days downloading HD Logoless Screencaps. This is the best stage ever because everything is RAINBOWS and BEAUTIFUL.
Stage 4 - Realisation:There are some people in the fandom who are idiots. They are horrible about your ship. They talk shit about your favourite characters. People write hate and start arguments. This ruins the new episodes for you and you can't enjoy it anymore. The new episodes aren't as entertaining as they used to be. You're realising that the show is going to the shitter. People accuse you of not being a 'true fan' and the fandom is divided.
Stage 5 - Acceptance:You find a nice, quiet corner of the fandom to retire to. Sure, you keep up to date with the latest episodes on occasion. You still reblog gifs and screencaps, but you prefer the 'golden seasons' when you enjoyed the show and the fandom. You slowly start to migrate to other shows, but your first fandom still holds a special place in your fangirl/boy heart.
This is so legit. Except, where Castle is concerned, my process seems to have arrested at Stage 3. And I am totally cool with this.
I wonder if there’s anyone out there that wishes I would follow them and whenever I pop up on their dash they sit there and mutter “fucking bitch just follow me already I’M YOUR BIGGEST FAN AND I’LL FOLLOW YOU UNTIL YOU LOVE ME. FIGURATIVELY AND LITERALLY”.
“It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. Because they were holding on to something… There’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo. And it’s worth fighting for.”—
Thank you Marlowe for posting this. Making it more bearable for us.
“In my mind, it would be awesome if Esposito and I just said, “Hey, admit your feelings. Shut up. You admit your feelings. And you shut up.” And we staged an almost love intervention.”—Seamus Dever on how Ryan feels about Castle and Beckett. (via givememyremote)