Does Fanfiction Count As Reading Novels & Stories

One from a story about a guy I had never even talked to but had seen at a party once. The comments were split. Some people defending the quality of the writing. Others condemning me for writing sexual content as a minor. "This is actually good writing," one comment read. "Problematic subject matter but undeniably skilled prose." "She is SEVENTEEN," another comment responded. "This is not okay regardless of how well written it is." "Plenty of teenage girls write fanfiction like this," someone else argued. "She just had the bad luck of having hers leaked." "Fanfiction about fictional characters is different than writing about real people at your school," another person countered. "That crosses

"You know nothing about me, Cairen. But I don't read romance. It's cliche.” I have never read a fiction book in my life. It's boring and gives me a headache. “Romance is not cliche. It shows true love and how the characters struggle in the name of love,” I remarked, biting my lips not to laugh. Zach wrinkled his nose like I was saying a nasty thing. "Why is it called fiction? It's not a real thing that happened. I would rather read about things that happened in real life than bullshit imagination," he grumpily said.

"I can't believe I've been living with my favourite writer. I'm your number one fan, you know?" I roll my eyes. "Are you just saying that to flatter me?" He shakes his head. "No, I'm not. I've been reading your w*****n since forever. Your books got me into it, you know?" I lift my brows. "Really?" "I've never been a fan of reading, not even comics, but while going through our new app that day, I stumbled on your w*****n. Your account was new then. I don't know what prompted me, but I started reading and soon got invested. It helped me during the dark days."

I felt stupid enough to apologize to him tomorrow and bring him a cookie. A flood of nonsense hit first: roleplay forums; romance book rec lists that looked suspiciously like my browsing history from lonely winters; wikis that read like teenagers high on Mountain Dew had built them at three in the morning. I dug harder, forcing my way past fanfic to the kind of folklore sites with ugly fonts and long paragraphs.

EMILY'S POV For a second, I could breathe well because I actually thought I was dreaming right now. I mean, how could Liam be reading my novel. My hands itched, and I decided to take a stroll towards what he was reading, my mouth fell open when I saw he also dropped a comment on almost every chapter, and not only that, the account he was using was actually my best reader. He has been following my books for the past six years and yet I didn't even pay more attention to him because I thought guys aren't the type to get invested in online novels.

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Rachel said and Wynne shook his head, a smile in place. An expression I've never seen on his face before except now. Well, that's proof he was actually listening to us. "Ever read a very explicit dark romance that pays good attention to the description of the Male lead's dick, for better imagination?" "Oh my god, Rachel." I nudged her shoulder, and she scowled at me. "What. It's just a harmless question." "You need to stop fantasizing about the men in these sorts of books. They’re not real, and most of the descriptions are... well not realistic if you ask me." I said.

“Well, you know that you’re the one that he fantasizes about. That’s why he wouldn’t look at you.” Daniela smiled. “I know.” I stared at her, surprised. “And here I thought you were all innocent. Have you been doing something you shouldn’t be, Berni?” She rolled her eyes. “I’m a teenage girl. I read. Romance novels, fanfiction. If it’s got smut, I’m there.” I raised an eyebrow. “What about porn?” Daniela made a face. “No. Porn’s too awkward. I need a little fantasy. I can’t just watch stuff like that, you know.”

Bridget laughed evilly, clearly enjoying what was happening to her poor friend. "I bet she'd have kiss marks all over," Ivy added more to the naughty discussion. Ivy and Bridget giggled at the thought, they really had the wildest imagination of all. This was probably due to the fact that these two were both fans of Love Love Me: Intense Romance, a popular novel site where handsome, possessive characters usually had a deep and intense love for their beloved and caged them with their undying love for the other through intense physical activities. Definitely, they were intended for adult audiences. "I'm just worried they'd fight because of us," Dianne, the most rational among the group, looked

"I'm still in the first chapter though, I'm a very slow reader but I think I get the hang of it." "You're still in the first chapter Sufyan? Au'zubillahi." She bursted into laughter and he felt slight embarrassment creep in. "Get out abeg, I don't know how to read books. I find reading really hard. " He said. "People like you shouldn't exist, don't you know you gain more knowledge when you read?" They talked longer into midnight, until they were feeling sleepy. He found out she enjoyed reading non fictions and she read at least a book every month, Sufyan found that interesting. He admired people with the ability to read and enjoy it, he was always bored with books.