– They use terms like lemons, smut, or UST to talk about the genre of their fic.
– They have squicks.
– They want you to have squicks. Which isn’t to say that they want to squick you, just that it’s a useful term.
– *glomps*
– They leave long comments on everything the read. Possibly not in the tags. They might do something super bizarre like send a message or put their thoughts on the end of your post.
– They write disclaimers on everything. Or on literally anything, since nobody does that anymore.
– They write about orbs, and those orbs are cerulean.
– Or literally anything else is cerulean. Cerulean is an outdated term. I’m calling it.
– The tongues of their characters are still battling for dominance, even though it’s 2017, and really a winner should have been declared by now.
– They have a fear of Mary Sue.
– Characters in their modern AU are chatting on AIM instant messenger, and calling each other on landlines. There are references to Ceiling Cat, because the characters are hip to meme culture. This AU is ~modern~ after all.
– Their fic is interlaced with slightly relevant song lyrics (disclaimer, they didn’t write the song.)
– They don’t do any of above, because they are New Fandom Savy, but they write or reblog nostalgic posts about these things.
– They had a livejournal.
– They still have a livejournal.
– They ended up on tumblr only after getting into a new fandom, searching livejournal for content and fellow fans, and suddenly coming to the startling realization that livejournal has become a barren wasteland of tumbleweeds and chirping crickets.
– They miss their geocities site.
– They wrote fic for the X-Files while the original nine seasons were still airing.
– Bonus, they wrote fic for the original Star Trek and published it in a zine, before the Internet was a thing. That’s like super mega fandom old.
– They might be less inclined to call themselves “trash”, but they are totally out there, reading all the things.
Some guy just mansplained space to an actual fucking astronaut.
tfw correcting misinformation is written off as mansplaining
tfw when idiots on tumblr who know jack shit about thermo assume the dude is ‘correcting misinformation’ when actually he’s dead ass wrong. ‘Spontaneous’ is a scientific term – it means a reaction with a negative Gibb’s free energy, i.e. a reaction that will occur without an external energy input, i.e. water boiling because of low atmospheric pressure. Spontaneous is absolutely the correct term for what she’s observing, and that is ‘simple thermo’, and this is ‘correcting misinformation’.
I made Prowl the crying one, because, mwahaha. Yours is the only one I wanted to add full color to, because I had wanted to do you a birthday present and never got round to it. So I hope this makes up for it a little, lol.
“Ship means something you want to see happen.” Bitch, no it don’t. This weird-ass modern culture of lobbying show-runners to make your ship canon didn’t emerge until the advent of social media. (And recent social media like twitter, not shit-you-forgot-existed like MySpace.) Shipping and fandom in general have been around much longer, so you can stop acting like “this is the way it has always been uwu” right the fuck now.
Until relatively recently, most fans I’ve known have been perfectly okay with their ships never being canon. I, personally, would be actively offended if certain ships of mine became canon. That is not why I ship them. What I want from canon and what I want from fandom are often entirely different things that only intersect on the margins.That is why fanworks are called “transformative” ffs.
and frankly i don’t trust the canon with my ships anyway
Reblog if you write fic and people can inbox you random-ass questions about your stories, itemized number lists be damned.
Looking at all my middle school fic when I was still Christian and thought Slash Was Evil…Because, all labeled like, “THIS IS NOT A SLASH FIC” they’re just really really good guy friends with an intimately close friendship who cuddle sometimes… yes… Like, okay middle school me, okay.
I’ve seen a lot of great posts on this site about what it’s like to live with anxiety disorder, and recently I was trying to explain to someone what it feels like, and I just blanked on all of them.
Then today I was walking to work from the train station and was walking briskly and breathing kind of heavily and a man turned onto the same sidewalk as me and was walking towards me.
When he was about ten feet away I took a deep breath, and then held my breath. Until he was about ten feet behind me. Because I didn’t want him to hear me breathing.
I didn’t want him to hear me breathing. I stopped my own breath because it was the better choice in that moment. The other choice was possibly being noticed, briefly, by a stranger on a sidewalk going the other way who was probably just thinking about catching his train.
It took another minute of walking and catching my breath before that hit me as something unusual, because it’s not the first time I’ve done this, just the first time I’ve realized that it shouldn’t feel so normal.
So now I know how to explain having an anxiety disorder.
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