#full fandom list in post

[warydoom]

Welcome to the Void They say if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.

Well, I did. And it turns out the abyss is surprisingly cozy, has excellent wifi, and is absolutely wallpapered with AO3 tabs. Welcome to my blog!

This is my little corner of the internet for all things fan-made and brainrot-inducing. Expect a chaotic mix of fic snippets, incoherent screaming about character arcs at 3 AM, reblogs of god-tier fanart, and meta that is three parts literary analysis and seven parts pure, unfiltered obsession.

If you've found your way here, let's get acquainted.

About the Proprietor of This Particular Void

Alias: Void

Pronouns: She/her

Current Status: A feral creature fueled by iced coffee and the emotional devastation of my favorite fictional characters. Probably procrastinating on something important by being here.

My Writer's DNA // A.K.A. My Favorite Tropes This is the kind of stuff you can expect me to write and reblog with reckless abandon. If you send me a prompt, odds are it'll get infused with one of these:

Found Family: My absolute beloved. Give me a mismatched crew of traumatized weirdos, emotionally constipated soldiers, or reluctant heroes who bicker endlessly but would burn down the world for each other. The more dysfunctional the bonds and the more they refuse to admit they care, the better.

Hurt/Comfort & Whump: The absolute cornerstone of this establishment. This is the whump-to-hurt/comfort pipeline, and the pipes are clean and the water pressure is phenomenal. Let's put our blorbos through the emotional and physical wringer. Break a bone, catch a nasty non-magical flu, get captured, have a full-blown panic attack about it later. Why? So another character can find them, patch them up, and deliver the quiet, tender care they both desperately need. This is the good stuff.

Angst With a Purpose: I'm not here for pointless misery. I'm here for the good, artisanal angst. The pining, the yearning, the miscommunication that actually makes sense, the painful self-realizations, the "I'm not good enough for you" speeches that get proven wrong. But it has to lead somewhere—usually to one of the tropes mentioned above.

Enemies/Rivals to Lovers: The delicious, slow-burn knife-to-throat-to-kissing pipeline. I want the tension, the begrudging respect, the moment one of them realizes "oh no, they're hot AND competent," and the eventual chaotic collapse into feelings.

Canon Divergence / Fix-It Fic: That one canon event that broke me? No it didn't. In this house, we have ✨creative differences✨ with canon. I am the benevolent and sometimes wrathful god of my own AUs, and I am here to fix what was so cruelly broken.

There Was Only One Bed: The classic. The legend. It will never not be funny or fraught with delicious tension. Bonus points if one of them is an absolute blanket hog.

Coffee Shop & Flower Shop & Tattoo Parlour AUs: (Peak comfort. Not much else to say)

The "Everybody Lives" Mandate (No Major Character Death)

Let me be crystal clear: I am not here to hurt you (or me) permanently.

Canon can kill off whoever it wants; in this house, we write fix-its and everyone gets therapy. I will whump my blorbos until the heat death of the universe, but at the end of the day, they are all getting tucked into bed, possibly with a cup of tea and a heated blanket. I'm allergic to tragic endings and I do not write major character death.

If you're looking for that, you've stumbled into the wrong corner of the abyss. This is a recovery ward, not a morgue.

The Fandoms That Have Claimed My Soul

If you're into any of these, we're probably going to get along just fine.

Anime & Manga

Jujutsu Kaisen: My brainrot has its own Infinite Void. Come scream about Gojo, Geto, and the disaster that is Yuji Itadori with me.

My Hero Academia: Either Class 1-A is causing chaos that requires a group text, or Shota Aizawa needs a 72-hour nap. There is no in-between.

Haikyuu!!: My emotional support volleyball boys. Here for the team dynamics, the rivalries, and the pure, concentrated friendship.

Attack on Titan: Come for the giant man-eating monsters, stay for the crushing generational trauma and political philosophy. It's a fun time!

One Piece: I have sold my soul to a rubber pirate and his found family of weirdos, and I have zero regrets. The One Piece IS REAL!

Avatar: The Last Airbender: The OG masterpiece. Bending, found family, and the greatest redemption arc of all time. (Politely, this is a No Korra Zone.)

Comics // Where It All Started

DC & Marvel: My interests are basically the Bat-Family's collective therapy bill, the MCU's aggressive "we are a family" agenda, and the Spider-Verse's beautiful, angsty identity crises.

Film, Books & Ineffable Husbands

Star Wars: Give me Jedi having emotional breakdowns, clones deserving a retirement plan, and morally grey people making bad decisions in space.

Our Flag Means Death & Good Omens: The corner of the blog where soft pirates and ineffable demons have permanently rearranged my brain chemistry.

Lord of the Rings: I believe in the supremacy of Second Breakfast and the unwavering loyalty of Samwise Gamgee.

Harry Potter / Wizarding World: The Marauders Era is my Roman Empire. I like the kids too, but Marauders is my Sandbox Therapy. Coincidentally, also partial to any AU where they all just get therapy instead of becoming tragic heroes.

Percy Jackson & The Olympians: The gods are parents and the kids are paying for it. In a fun, adventure-road-trip kind of way!

The Hunger Games: I am here for the dystopian commentary and rebellion, but I want to be very clear: WE ARE GIVING THEM HAPPY ENDINGS IN THIS HOUSE. I am the benevolent god of this blog; Peeta gets to bake his bread in peace.

Sherlock (BBC): For the high-functioning sociopaths and the bloggers who love them. The mind palace is *REAL*.

Game of Thrones / A Song of Ice and Fire: Ah yes, the one with the dragons, the direwolves, and the frankly irresponsible amount of character culling. I am here for the political backstabbing, the world-building, and to apply my "Everybody Lives" mandate with the force of a tactical nuke. The Starks deserved a goddamn family reunion, and in this void, they're going to get one.

Games & The Grimdark Future

Resident Evil: Why is everyone so ridiculously hot while fighting eldritch bioweapons? It's a genuine, scientific question.

Call of Duty: Task Force 141 lives in my head rent-free, and I'm pretty sure my personality is now 15% Ghost's stoicism and 85% Soap's terrible jokes.

Warhammer 40,000: FOR THE EMPEROR! Come for the dudes in giant power armor, stay for the psychic shenanigans, the glorious legions, and the primal joy of a good WAAAGH!

Navigating The Abyss // Tags & Rules

Tagging: I do my best to tag for major triggers and spoilers! General chat is usually #the void talks, fics are tagged by the main ship/fandom they are in, and random stuff Probably doesn't need a tag? (I'm new here, this may be subject to changes)

DNI: The usual applies—if you're a bigot (racist, homophobic, transphobic, etc.), a TERF, or just here to start discourse fires, please see yourself out. The void does not want you. This is a pro-fiction space for fun and brainrot.

So, pull up a chair. The abyss is vast and full of stories. My ask box is always open for prompts, questions, or just screaming into the void together.

Let's see what gazes back.

#intro post #about me #pinned post #welcome to my blog #the void gazed back #fanfiction #fic writer #full fandom list in post #send me an ask #dni in post #jujutsu kaisen #mha #haikyuu #aot #one piece #atla #dc comics #marvel #star wars #ofmd #good omens #lotr #hp #pjo #the hunger games #sherlock #resident evil #call of duty #warhammer 40k

[hualianisms]

hey genshin, project sekai, witch hat atelier, blue lock, critical role, yuri on ice fans and other media enjoyers!

did you know that there are currently fan-hosted events going on where all you have to do is to donate at least 5 USD to Care for Gaza or other palestinian charities, and get a fanart/fic in return - based on any prompt you want of your blorbos & ships! do check them out, spread the word, take part if you can!

see the full list of all current & upcoming fandom events for gaza schedules & details in the carrd above, or in this twitter thread! lots of popular fandoms are involved, im sure everyone can find sth they like, so pls spread the word & participate if you can <3 palestinians in gaza need help urgently, it's more and more dire each day

[violetmuses]

I'm thinking of y'all today and always! 🫂 😁

@expert-texpert @persethegawd @episodes-ff @adriennegabriella @fearlesschimera @secretlifeoofmarpessa @mytribalnightmare @adoresmiles @blackgurlnhermoods @babybratzmaraj @nobodygetsza @yassbishimvintage @cevansbaby-dove @fanboygarcia 🏷

[grimdarklalondesims]

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Made a child option for Jude and some options for teen and up because the wiki states his age is between 10 and 13, but I also feel like it looks like most people who've made Jude sims (checking the gallery) made him as a teen.

[microwavetoaster-selfships]

See. In addition to my last post with the "many thoughts.. perhaps too many thoughts" one of those thoughts is I'm now sort of experiencing the 'downfall' of letting myself get into so many different fixations is that I am getting hit with the urge to watch or rewatch several things at once! Which. When I say it like that it doesn't sound that bad at all. Actually. I guess having a marathon day of just Indulging probably wouldn't be that bad at all because I'd essentially just be smothering myself in good feelings. But the thing stopping me is I also have the idea implanted in my mind that I probbbabbbllyyy shouldn't spend like eight hours or however long just staring at TV. And while that's probably not a Bad Idea to follow, having just one little marathon day probably won't be Bad. And it's not like I'm getting grossly fixated on a new media where it Might Be Bad cause I might start.. ahem.. neglecting some things over Indulging In Fixation. It's just gonna be me paying some revisits.....

[trollsficrecs]

whats with all these recs being absurdly long fics (positive)

[the-gayest-show]

BIG INTRO PAGE

Welcome to my blog! I'm Mars (they/them) and you'll find all sorts of stuff here (and I mean it. tons of fandom stuff, random rants, art, writing, etc.), and I'm basically here to chill out and be chill fr <3

All my tags (for organization purposes mainly) are under the cut, enjoy!

(credit to @/mousebitezz for the banner bc they're cool pls check em out)

TAGS I USE!

Fandoms (usually self-explanatory*, may have subtags)

#tgamm (the ghost and molly mcgee)

#beast of brighton bay (an au created by Snook)

#good omens

#mao mao (mao mao heroes of pure heart)

#wordgirl

#dr two brains

#ok ko let's be heroes

#lord boxman

#professor venomous

#ee (epithet erased)

#wander over yonder

#toh (the owl house)

#ducktales (the 2017 one but that's not tagged now is it)

#adventure time (also contains fionna and cake so BE WARNED!!)

#digital circus (the amazing digital circus)

#sherlock and co (the podcast uwu)

#hazbin hotel

#moon girl (moon girl and devil dinosaur)

#Lucifer (Lucifer the TV not to be confused with Lucifer from hazbin hotel)

#shred force (SHRED FORCE *epic guitar riff*)

#house md

#fop (The original fairly oddparents show only)

#fop a new wish (fairly odd parents reboot)

#smg4

#mr puzzles

#sofia the first

Misc. (not fandom)

#posts (stuff i post specifically. rants, asks, art, etc.)

#asks (people ask, i answer. I get a lot of them nowadays, needed somewhere to put them all you see)

#videos (random tiktoks and funny videos i find)

#my art (i draw a lot and post that sometimes, fandoms tagged)

#my reviews (episode reviews of various media)

#important (PSAs, general cool things/apps, etc.)

#art advice (art advice)

#art reference (basically just reference but art)

#job advice (there's like 1 post there and i will probably go back to it eventually)

#writing advice (hopefully you see the pattern here)

#writing reference

#apps to use (also a 1 post unless i find more, cool programs i should consider using bc money ain't on trees and i want Skills)

#special interests (i happen to be autistic and i like this really niche thing)

#books (book recs and general cool readings)

#recipes (food)

#save for later (I forget what i want to do with certain posts at this point so im trying to fix that)

#cool art (very cool art that isnt fandom related its just art)

#color palettes (for drawing mainly)

*fandom tags include anything/everything related to that fandom. Asks, metas, analysis, fanart, fanfic, etc.

[delta-piscium]

"if I just do this task I'll be able to write," I repeat for the eleventh time that day about a made-up, nonsensical task

I do not do the task

[mbat]

before i pass out for the night. since my brain is back on dan and phil as if its 2016 or something i need to put this out into the world. this isnt some sort of important life changing post, just a personal funny thing

so when i was 13 and fixating on dan and phil, i read a lot of fanfics. like, i guarantee that even after all these years that, if i had the statistics, that fandom was the one i read the most fanfics for and constantly. i couldnt tell you what nearly any of them were about, and i have a feeling that many of them are probably lost to time by now. i also dont know if i need to mention that yeah, a lot of them were shipping, and yes ive long grown out of that. (the dnp fandom is actually what made me grow out of that)

anyway all this to say that over the last 6 years after i stopped fixating on dan and phil, one fanfic stuck with me and i just. i think about it every once in a while. its been over half a decade. it wasnt a groundbreaking fic, i dont remember any quotes or specifics, just the premise as of at least the first few chapters. idk why it stuck with me

it was literally a fic about. if the world had gotten to a point where almost every child was born as like, a science baby instead of a natural baby, and phil was a science baby, but dan was a natural baby. and there was somehow this like, thing where the science babies would bully the natural babies for some reason idek, and this was a highschool setting and i think dan was a new kid in school. and what gets me about the fic is that dan was some small shy scared kid and phil was some mean jerk bully. and how wild that is compared to how they are in real life

this isnt me trying to find the fic or the person who wrote it or any of that, this is literally just. i remember this fic at least once every few months and i needed to get it out of my brain somewhere

[delyth88]

Everything moving towards search function as the primary way to find things.

You think I memorised the name of the program, file, or dataset I want? 😅 Nope! I just remembered a couple of letters and where on the screen it was.

so diabolical that in order to get things you have to ask for them and in order to ask for things you have to know what you want

[onceupona-siren]

Before You Interact & Introduction

Hi, my name is Kieran and welcome to my roleplay blog! I'm 28 and from the United States (EST). This is just a little post to introduce myself and the blog, as well as establish a few ground rules on interactions.

I am open to interact with anyone, however a few things to note: I am crossover friendly but I am NOT OC friendly.

I prefer not to write out NSFW content where other people can read it. I also write on discord (my handle is ame enjouee), so I'm open to write here on tumblr or over on discord. Due to my age, I also prefer to write only with other 21+ partners.

And finally, I write across several fandoms and am a multishipper. I do not tolerate ship bashing and am good friends with the block button. As long as we can all follow those simple guidelines, I'm sure we'll get along just fine.

I prefer to discuss plots before just diving head-first into them and love aus, so please, feel free to just shoot me a message and plot things out! Any and all ships are welcome, but keep in mind that ship bashing is not allowed on my page.

I will post a more detailed muse list in the future that will be continuously updated, but for now, have a list of the fandoms I intend to represent and post about on this blog:

Criminal Minds

911

911 Lone Star

SWAT

One Chicago (Fire, PD, Med)

Station 19 (note: ONLY S19, not Grey's Anatomy)

I hope to be able to create great stories here!

[mymistakewriting]

do you headcanon any marvel or dc characters as aroace or aroace spec?

Damian Wayne is AroAce.

I have a lot of character speculations between the two fandoms that are one or the other (Danny Rand is asexual, Dick Grayson as demisexual but biromantic, that kind of thing).

I'll admit a lot of my headcanons for Marvel and DC based characters have been lost to the sands of time, but I'm sure I can come up with a list if you gave me like two hours to squint at character names

[caelum-in-the-avatarverse]

Fandom can do a little gatekeeping. As a treat.

So I finally decided to archive-lock my fics on AO3 last night. I’ve been considering it since the AI scrape last year, but the tipping point was this whole lore.fm debacle, coupled with some thoughts I’ve been thinking regarding Fandom These Days in general and Fandom As A Community in particular. So I wanna explain why I waited so long, why I locked my stuff up now, and why I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m a-okay with making it harder for people to see my stories.

Lurkers really are great, tho

I’m a chronic lurker, and have been since I started hanging out on the internet as a teen in the 00s. These days it’s just cuz I don’t feel a need to socialize very often, but back then it was because I was shy and knew I was socially awkward. Even if I made an account, I’d spend months lurking on message boards or forums or Livejournals, watching other people interact and getting a feel for that particular community’s culture and etiquette before I finally started interacting myself. And y’know, that approach saved me a lot of embarrassment. Over the course of my lurking on any site, there was always some other person who’d clearly joined up five minutes after learning the place existed, barged in without a care for their behavior, and committed so many social faux pas that all the other users were immediately annoyed with them at best. I learned a lot observing those incidents. Lurk More is Rule 33 of the internet for very good reason.

Lurking isn’t bad or weird or creepy. It’s perfectly normal. I love lurking. It’s hard for me to not lurk - socializing takes a lot of energy out of me, even via text. (Heck it took 12 hours for me to write this post, I wish I was kidding--) Occasionally I’ll manage longer bouts of interaction - a few weeks posting here, almost a year chatting in a discord there - but I’m always gonna end up going radio silent for months at some point. I used to feel bad about it, but I’ve long since made peace with the fact that it’s just the way my brain works. I’m a chronic lurker, and in the long term nothing is going to change that.

The thing with being a chronic lurker is that you have to accept that you are not actually seen as part of the community you are lurking in. That’s not to say that lurkers are unimportant - lurkers actually are important, and they make up a large proportion of any online community - but it’s simple cause and effect. You may think of it as “your community”, but if you’ve never said a word, how is the community supposed to know you exist? If I lurked on someone’s LJ, and then that person suddenly friendslocked their blog, I knew that I had two choices: Either accept that I would never be able to read their posts again, or reach out to them and ask if I could be added to their friends list with the full understanding that I was a rando they might not decide to trust. I usually went with the first option, because my invisibility as a lurker was more important to me than talking to strangers on the internet.

Lurking is like sitting on a park bench, quietly people-watching and eavesdropping on the conversations other people are having around you. You’re in the park, but you’re not actively participating in anything happening there. You can see and hear things that you become very interested in! But if you don’t introduce yourself and become part of the conversation, you won’t be able to keep listening to it when those people walk away. When fandom migrated away from Livejournal, people moved to new platforms alongside their friends, but lurkers were often left behind. No one knew they existed, so they weren’t told where everyone else was going. To be seen as part of a fandom community, you need to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known, etc. etc.

There’s nothing wrong with lurking. There can actually be benefits to lurking, both for the lurkers and the communities they lurk in. It’s just another way to be in a fandom. But if that is how you exist in fandom--and remember, I say this as someone who often does exist that way in fandom--you need to remember that you’re on the outside looking in, and the curtains can always close.

I’ve always been super sympathetic to lurkers, because I am one. I know there’s a lot of people like me who just don’t socialize often. I know there’s plenty of reasons why someone might not make an account on the internet - maybe they’re nervous, maybe they’re young and their parents don’t allow them to, maybe they’re in a bad situation where someone is monitoring their activity, maybe they can only access the internet from public computer terminals. Heck, I’ve never even logged into AO3 on my phone--if I’m away from my computer I just read what’s publicly available. 

I know I have people lurking on my fics. I know my fics probably mean a lot to someone I don’t even know exists. I know this because there are plenty of fics I love whose writers don’t know I exist.

I love my commenters personally; I love my lurkers as an abstract concept. I know they’re there and I wish them well, and if they ever de-lurk I love them all the more.

So up until last year I never considered archive-locking my fic, because I get it. The AI scraping was upsetting, but I still hesitated because I was thinking of lurkers and guests and remembering what it felt like to be 15 and wondering if it’d be worth letting a stranger on the internet know I existed and asking to be added to their friends list just so I could reread a funny post they made once.

But the internet has changed a lot since the 00s, and fandom has changed with it. I’ve read some things and been doing some thinking about fandom-as-community over the last few years, and reading through the lore.fm drama made me decide that it’s time for me to set some boundaries.

I still love my lurkers, and I feel bad about leaving any guest commenters behind, especially if they’re in a situation where they can’t make an account for some reason. But from here on out, even my lurkers are going to have to do the bare minimum to read my fics--make an AO3 account.

Should we gatekeep fandom?

I’ve seen a few people ask this question, usually rhetorically, sometimes as a joke, always with a bit of seriousness. And I think…yeah, maybe we should. Except wait, no, not like that--

A decade ago, when people talked about fandom gatekeeping and why it was bad to do, it intersected with a lot of other things, mainly feminism and classism. The prevalent image of fandom gatekeeping was, like, a man learning that a woman likes Star Wars and haughtily demanding, “Oh, yeah? Well if you’re REALLY a fan, name ten EU novels” to belittle and dismiss her, expecting that a “real fan” would have the money and time to be familiar with the EU, and ignoring the fact that male movie-only fans were still considered fans. The thing being gatekept was the very definition of “being a fan” and people’s right to describe themselves as one.

That’s not what I mean when I say maybe fandom should gatekeep more. Anyone can call themselves a fan if they like something, that’s fine. But when it comes to the ability to enjoy the fanworks produced by the fandom community…that might be something worth gatekeeping.

See, back in the 00s, it was perfectly common for people to just…not go on the internet. Surfing the web was a thing, but it was just, like, a fun pastime. Not everyone did it. It wasn’t until the rise of social media that going online became a thing everyone and their grandmother did every day. Back then, going on the internet was just…a hobby.

So one of the first gates online fandom ever had was the simple fact that the entire world wasn’t here yet.

The entire world is here now. That gate has been demolished.

And it’s a lot easier to find us now. Even scattered across platforms, fandom is so centralized these days. It isn’t a network of dedicated webshrines and forums that you can only find via webrings anymore, it’s right there on all the big social media sites. AO3 didn’t set out to be the main fanfic website, but that’s definitely what it’s become. It’s easy for people to find us--and that includes people who don’t care about the community, and just want “content.”

Transformative fandom doesn’t like it when people see our fanworks as “content”. “Content” is a pretty broad term, but when fandom uses it we’re usually referring to creative works that are churned out by content creators to be consumed by an audience as quickly as possible as often as possible so that the content creator can generate revenue. This not-so-new normal has caused a massive shift in how people who are new to fandom view fanworks--instead of seeing fic or art as something a fellow fan made and shared with you, they see fanworks as products to be consumed.

Transformative fandom has, in general, always been a gift economy. We put time and effort into creating fanworks that we share with our fellow fans for free. We do this so we don’t get sued, but fandom as a whole actually gets a lot out of the gift economy. Offer your community a story, and in return you can get comments, build friendships, or inspire other people to write things that you might want to read. Readers are given the gift of free stories to read and enjoy, and while lurking is fine, they have the choice to engage with the writer and other readers by leaving comments or making reclists to help build the community.

And look, don’t get me wrong. People have never engaged with fanfic as much as fan writers wish they would. There has always been “no one comments anymore” wank. There have always been people who only comment to say “MORE!” or otherwise demand or guilt trip writers into posting the next chapter. But fandom has always agreed that those commenters are rude and annoying, and as those commenters navigate fandom they have the chance to learn proper community etiquette.

However, now it seems that a lot of the people who are consuming fanworks aren’t actually in the community. 

I won’t say “they aren’t real fans” because that’s silly; there’s lots of ways to be a fan. But there seem to be a lot of fans now who have no interest in fandom as a community, or in adhering to community etiquette, or in respecting the gift economy. They consume our fics, but they don’t appreciate fan labor. They want our “content”, but they don’t respect our control over our creations.

And even worse--they see us as a resource. We share our work for free, as a gift, but all they see is an open-source content farm waiting to be tapped into. We shared it for free, so clearly they can do whatever they want with it. Why should we care if they feed our work into AI training datasets, or copy/paste our unfinished stories into ChatGPT to get an ending, or charge people for an unnecessary third-party AO3 app, or sell fanbindings on etsy for a profit without the author’s permission, or turn our stories into poor imitations of podfics to be posted on other platforms without giving us credit or asking our consent, while also using it to lure in people they can datascrape for their Forbes 30 Under 30 company? 

And sure, people have been doing shady things with other people’s fanworks since forever. Art theft and reposting has always been a big problem. Fanfic is harder to flat-out repost, but I’ve heard of unauthorized fic translations getting posted without crediting the original author. Once in…I think the 2010s? I read a post by a woman who had gone to some sort of local bookselling event, only to find that the man selling “his” novel had actually self-published her fanfic. (Wish I could find that one again, I don’t even remember where I read it.)

But aside from that third example, the thing is…as awful as fanart/writing theft is, back in the day, the main thing a thief would gain from it was clout. Clout that should rightfully go to the creators who gifted their work in the first place, yeah, but still. Just clout. People will do a lot of hurtful things for clout, but fandom clout means nothing outside of fandom. Fandom clout is not enough to incentivize the sort of wide-scale pillaging we’re seeing from community outsiders today.

Money, on the other hand… Well, fandom’s just a giant, untapped content farm, isn’t it? Think of how much revenue all that content could generate.

Lurkers are a normal and even beneficial part of any online community. Maybe one day they’ll de-lurk and easily slide into place beside their fellow fans because they already know the etiquette. Maybe they’re active in another community, and they can spread information from the community they lurk in to the community they’re active in. At the very least, they silently observe, and even if they’re not active community members, they understand the community.

Fans who see fanworks as “content” don’t belong in the same category as lurkers. They’re tourists. 

While reading through the initial Reddit thread on the lore.fm situation, I found this comment:

[ID: Reddit User Cabbitowo says: ... So in anime fandoms we have a word called tourist and essentially it means a fan of a few anime and doesn't care about anime tropes and actively criticizes them. This is kind of how fandoms on tiktok feel. They're touring fanfics and fanart and actively criticizes tropes that have been in the fandom since the 60s. They want to be in a fandom but they don't want to engage in fandom 

OP totallymandy responds: Just entered back into Reddit after a long day to see this most recent reply. And as a fellow anime fan this making me laugh so much since it’s true! But it sorta hurts too when the reality sets in. Modern fandom is so entitled and bratty and you’d think it’s the minors only but that’s not even true, my age-mates and older seem to be like that. They want to eat their cake and complain all whilst bringing nothing to the potluck… :/ END ID]

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“Tourist” is an apt name for this sort of fan. They don’t want to be part of our community, and they don’t have to be in order to come into our spaces and consume our work. Even if they don’t steal our work themselves, they feel so entitled to it that they’re fine with ignoring our wishes and letting other people take it to make AI “podfics” for them to listen to (there are a lot of comments on lore.fm’s shutdown announcement video from people telling them to just ignore the writers and do it anyway). They’ll use AI to generate an ending to an unfinished fic because they don’t care about seeing “the ending this writer would have given to the story they were telling”, they just want “an ending”. For these tourist fans, the ends justify the means, and their end goal is content for them to consume, with no care for the community that created it for them in the first place.

I don’t think this is confined to a specific age group. This isn’t “13-year-olds on Wattpad” or “Zoomers on TikTok” or whatever pointless generation war we’re in now. This is coming from people who are new to fandom, whose main experience with creative works on the internet is this new content culture and who don’t understand fandom as a community. That description can be true of someone from any age group.

It’s so easy to find fandom these days. It is, in fact, too easy. Newcomers face no hurdles or challenges that would encourage them to lurk and observe a bit before engaging, and it’s easy for people who would otherwise move on and leave us alone to start making trouble. From tourist fans to content entrepreneurs to random people who just want to gawk, it’s so easy for people who don’t care about the fandom community to reap all of its fruits. 

So when I say maybe fandom should start gatekeeping a bit, I’m referring to the fact that we barely even have a gate anymore. Everyone is on the internet now; the entire world can find us, and they don’t need to bother learning community etiquette when they do. Before, we were protected by the fact that fandom was considered weird and most people didn’t look at it twice. Now, fandom is pretty mainstream. People who never would’ve bothered with it before are now comfortable strolling in like they own the place. They have no regard for the fandom community, they don’t understand it, and they don’t want to. They want to treat it just like the rest of the content they consume online.

And then they’re surprised when those of us who understand fandom culture get upset. Fanworks have existed far longer than the algorithmic internet’s content. Fanworks existed long before the internet. We’ve lived like this for ages and we like it.

So if someone can’t be bothered to respect fandom as a community, I don’t see why I should give them easy access to my fics.

Think of it like a garden gate

When I interact with commenters on my fic, I have this sense of hospitality.

The comment section is my front porch. The fic is my garden. I created my garden because I really wanted to, and I’m proud of it, and I’m happy to share it with other people. 

Lots of people enjoy looking at my garden. Many walk through without saying anything. Some stop to leave kudos. Some recommend my garden to their friends. And some people take the time to stop by my front porch and let me know what a beautiful garden it is and how much they’ve enjoyed it. 

Any fic writer can tell you that getting comments is an incredible feeling. I always try to answer all my comments. I don’t always manage it, but my fics’ comment sections are the one place that I manage to consistently socialize in fandom. When I respond to a comment, it feels like I’m pouring out a glass of lemonade to share with this lovely commenter on my front porch, a thank you for their thank you. We take a moment to admire my garden together, and then I see them out. The next time they drop by, I recognize them and am happy to pour another glass of lemonade.

My garden has always been open and easy to access. No fences, no walls. You just have to know where to find it. Fandom in general was once protected by its own obscurity, an out-of-the-way town that showed up on maps but was usually ignored.

But now there’s a highway that makes it easy to get to, and we have all these out-of-towner tourists coming in to gawk and steal our lawn ornaments and wonder if they can use the place to make themselves some money.

I don’t care to have those types trampling over my garden and eating all my vegetables and digging up my flowers to repot and sell, so I’ve put up a wall. It has a gate that visitors can get through if they just take the time to open it.

Admittedly, it’s a small obstacle. But when I share my fics, I share them as a gift with my fellow fans, the ones who understand that fandom is a community, even if they’re lurkers. As for tourist fans and entrepreneurs who see fic as content, who have no qualms ignoring the writer’s wishes, who refuse to respect or understand the fandom community…well, they’re not the people I mean to share my fic with, so I have no issues locking them out. If they want access to my stories, they’ll have to do the bare minimum to become a community member and join the AO3 invite queue.

And y’know, I’ve said a lot about fandom and community here, and I just want to say, I hope it’s not intimidating. When I was younger, talk about The Fandom Community made me feel insecure, and I didn’t think I’d ever manage to be active enough in fandom spaces to be counted as A Member Of The Community. But you don’t have to be a social butterfly to participate in fandom. I’ll always and forever be a chronic lurker, I reblog more than I post, I rarely manage to comment on fic, and I go radio silent for months at a time--but I write and post fanfiction. That’s my contribution.

Do you write, draw, vid, gif, or otherwise create? Congrats, you're a community member.

Do you leave comments? Congrats, you're a community member.

Do you curate reclists? Congrats, you're a community member.

Do you maintain a fandom blog or fuckyeah blog? Congrats, you're a community member.

Do you provide a space for other fans to convene in? Congrats, you're a community member.

Do you regularly send asks (off anon so people know who you are)? Congrats, you're a community member.

Do you have fandom friends who you interact with? Congrats, you're a community member.

There’s lots of ways to be a fan. Just make sure to respect and appreciate your fellow fans and the work they put in for you to enjoy and the gift economy fandom culture that keeps this community going.

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Ways I can think of that “DanDaDan” differs from other shonen series:

* Female MC is as important as male MC

* Canon romance gets consistent development through the series. I think that’s part of the reason why the MC ships with the rivals (Aira, Jiji) aren’t as popular with the fandom for once. The main ship is actually getting good development, so the fanbase doesn’t have to make up headcanons to fill in the space.

* Flips the found family trope on its head by having the main group despise new people whenever they show up and they even actively try to kick them out. The new people only end up staying because they keep lingering around to the point that the main group just gives up and lets them stay.

* The rivals aren’t emo or angst-ridden. Aira is a delusional tryhard popular girl while Jiji is a himbo drama queen. I’d even go as far to say that the MCs are the ones who are emo and angst-ridden.

* Supporting cast is more than just important, they become integral to the story. I’d say that the further you read into DanDaDan, the more it becomes an ensemble cast where everyone is a protagonist in their own right.

* World-building is all over the place, but in a good way. Most other shonen are pretty consistent with what kind of world their characters live in. MHA is superhero-based, Naruto is ninjas and magic, Bleach is spirits, and so on. DanDaDan feels like the author just throws whatever cool shit they can think of into the story. That’s actually the reason why I wrote in a different post that DanDaDan reminds me more of Marvel/DC than any other shonen series, it manages to capture the catch-all insanity of those comics.

* Doesn’t rely on hidden power-ups. The main characters either have to outsmart the villains or they have to train to get better with the powers they already have.

* The pervert comic relief guy is actually endearing for once. Not because of his pervert tendencies, but because he’s so oblivious to how socially inept he is that it’s kind of funny. This is gonna sound strange, but he sorta reminds me of Thor in Thor Ragnarok. Full of himself and oblivious to how dumb he can be. He’s Thor without the good looks lol.

* Flips the “nerdy outcast loser somehow gets a harem” trope. Instead of making Okarun cooler than how he actually is, the story emphasizes that the women who fall for Okarun are as weird as him. Momo is a weird outcast, Aira has main character syndrome, Vamola doesn’t understand how to human because she’s literally not one, Rin thought Okarun was a vampire (and wanted him to be).

* Flips the “elderly figure in charge of the teenagers” trope. I don’t really get motherly figure vibes from Seiko Ayase, I get more “cool wine aunt who is stuck with her niece” vibes. In fact, there was the arc where Okarun showed up to her in spirit mode to get her help with fighting off the alien invasion and Seiko’s response was, “Well, I’m not in the area and I have other shit to do, so you kids figure it out.”

* The series takes the piss out of the trope of mystical/magical items that the group acquired to get their powers. I mean…the main mystical MacGuffin in the series are Okarun’s balls.

* Okarun was about to go into an “I’m weak / I wish I was stronger / I want to get stronger for my friends” breakdown, but Turbo Granny told him to shut up and keep fighting.

* Not afraid to put the “cool girl” in as many funny situations as possible. Off the top of my head, the series built up Momo as this cool, tough girl who doesn’t take shit from anyone…then several chapters later, Okarun found out she got a job at a maid cafe.

(Feel free to add to the list!)

[streetlamp-amber]

never ending night

bruce wayne x femwife!reader

word count: 1.7k | divider by @saradika | requests are open!

CW: pregnancy, pure fluff NOTES: hello hi i’m ailís and i’ve been meaning to start a blog where i can post some one shots that i’ve been thinking of as a way to motivate myself to finally write down my ideas so this is it. i’ll be double posting my stuff on ao3 (which you can find in my bio) and will eventually make a masterlist as well as a navigation post with a list of fandoms/characters i write for. also, english isn’t my first language.

It was close to three in the morning when Bruce finally joined you in bed after a long night of patrolling and fighting bottom of the barrel criminals all night. He showered in the bathroom on the first floor of the manor to avoid making too much noise and waking you up, but when he finally walked in your shared bedroom, you were already awake, sitting up against the headboard.

“Darling, what are you doing still up?” Bruce asked you as he reached his side of the bed.

The room was dark par for the moonlight filtering through the gap between the curtains, meaning your husband had yet to notice the state you were in.

“Dick had a nightmare,” you answered, voice barely above a whisper due to how tired you were. “It took me two hours to get him to fall back asleep and when I finally came back here, this little one started kickboxing me and keeping me awake for another hour,” you continued rubbing your round belly in hopes of soothing your baby to finally catch some sleep.

“I’m sorry I wasn't here to help,” Bruce apologised, planting a kiss on your temple as he held you close to his body.

“It’s alright, Gotham needs you,” you dismissed, not at all angry.

“Still, you’re six months pregnant. You’re growing our child inside your body, you need all the rest you can get,” he softly argued. “I would've come home earlier but all the amateur criminals came out tonight.”

“Bruce, it’s fine,” you brought your hand up to his cheek and he leaned his head into your touch. “You’ve already been cutting your patrols shorter since we found out about the baby. As long as you keep coming back home to us, alive, then I’m not mad.”

Not knowing what to say – his gratefulness for having someone so accepting of his duty as Batman was almost overwhelming, even after all those years – Bruce kissed your palm while staring at you with the same look full of love that he has been sporting since the first time he met you six years ago.

“How’d I get so lucky to fall in love with the most understanding and selfless person I know?” He asked while grabbing your hand on his cheek, wrapping his fingers around yours and squeezing them gently.

“Now that’s a lie,” you rebutted, a loving smile on your lips, lowering your joined hands on the bed. “You’re more selfless than I am. You’re the most selfless man in the world.”

“Let’s not start this never ending argument again,” Bruce chuckled, now his turn to hold your face as he brought you in for a kiss.

You happily sighed against his lips, the feeling of home that overtook you every time you tasted them was a nice welcome in this interminable night. But the kiss was cut short as you felt your baby kick again and you let your head fall back as you groaned.

“She’s still kicking?” Bruce asked you, he couldn't see the movements under your skin due to the darkness of the room and your hand on your belly.

“We don't know it's a she,” you reminded him instead of answering. You had both decided to wait until the birth to know the gender.

“And I’m telling you, I know it's a girl,” your husband repeated for what could be the hundredth time.

You also secretly hoped it was a girl, but Dick really wanted a little brother. Bruce and you were still in the process of warming him up to the idea of a little sister and it was slowly starting to work.

“As long as she doesn't come in my room,” your eight year old son had said last week, with his arms crossed over his chest and a pout on his lips.

“I doubt she’ll be doing that for the first few years, chum,” Bruce reassured him, fighting off a slightly amused grin.

“And the baby will have its own room with its own toys,” you added.

“Will I still be able to play with the baby?” Dick asked after a moment, uncrossing his arms and a hopeful look filling up his blue eyes.

“Of course you will, bubs,” you said, your fingers threading through his black hair that fell over his forehead.

“But only with her toys at first, some of yours are not suited for a baby,” Bruce pointed out, ever the overprotective father.

Bruce had lowered himself down under the blanket so he could be laying head levelled with your belly, his hand now replacing yours over the bump.

“Hey trouble,” he whispered to your child and the baby kicked again, making him smile lovingly at the movement he felt under his hand. “You shouldn't be awake this late at night, you know.”

“You're one to talk,” you commented, tone almost reprimanding.

“She doesn't know that,” Bruce looked up at you as he defended himself before his gaze fell back on your belly. “Mommy is really tired,” he continued talking to your baby, his hand now rubbing soothingly over your round stomach, “and she needs her rest to do all the work so you can come out all healthy and beautiful. Well, you're definitely gonna be the most beautiful baby if you end up looking like your mother, but that's not the point.”

You smiled at the cheesy comment and your fingers found their place in Bruce’s hair, brushing through it and nails occasionally scratching his scalp.

“Your brother Dick can't wait for you to come around,” he carried on. “Said he will teach you all sorts of acrobatic tricks once you know how to walk. And he asked Alfred if he could help paint the nursery when we finally decide on a colour.”

“And I keep telling you we should do soft green,” you argued.

“I’m not changing my mind from primrose pink,” he told you with a sly grin.

“The room won’t be pink, even if it’s a girl. And that’s final,” you firmly said. Your husband will not be winning this one argument, no sir.

Bruce sighed, rolling his eyes before focusing back on your belly. “I hope you’re not as stubborn as your mother,” he whispered to the baby, as if he was having a private conversation with them and that you weren’t there. “Don’t get me wrong, it’s one of the many reasons why I fell in love with her, but I won’t be able to say no to you even when I have to, so it would save me a lot of reprimanding from Mommy if you’re not as tenacious as her.”

You smiled to yourself as you continued listening to your husband talk to your unborn child as you threaded your fingers through his hair, enjoying the softness it had after a shower. Bruce usually gelled his hair to appear more professional when he was working in the day, and then it would get all mixed up with his sweat under his cowl when he was working as Batman. When he would come back to you after the day was over, you would refuse to touch his hair until he had showered, the texture of the gel and sweat too gross on your fingers for you to ignore.

As Bruce continued talking to your baby, his voice started lulling the two of you to sleep. The baby hadn’t kicked in over almost ten minutes now, and the peace you had waited for so long to arrive made you aware of how heavy your eyelids were. You slowly lowered yourself down the bed, getting in a comfortable position with Bruce’s help where you could finally lay your head on your pillow and it didn’t take long for sleep to catch up on you.

At the sound of your soft, barely audible snores, Bruce turned his head away from your bump to find you asleep with your free hand raised next to your head on your pillow, the other one still tangled in his hair.

He planted a soft kiss on the exposed skin of your belly, eyes closed as he took a moment to absorb the fact that a baby that was half you and half him would be joining your world in a little more than three months. Bruce wasn't known to cry, the only time you ever saw him cry was as you walked down the aisle at your wedding, but tonight, a lonesome tear rolled down his cheek and fell on your stomach, where your child was growing, because Bruce never believed he would ever get to experience again the amount of love he hadn't felt since he was eight years old.

As he observed you, sleeping soundly with his child coming to life inside you, after you comforted Dick back to sleep, Bruce, for a moment, felt overwhelmed by all the love in his life. When he became Batman, he crossed out the idea of ever having a family (other than Alfred), of settling down with someone he loved and who loved him back.

But somehow, the universe put you on his path, as a miracle or a guardian angel or simply as an anchor to life outside of Batman, he didn't know. You walked into his home, into his life, to remind him that he, Bruce Wayne, was also deserving of love, of family, of happiness. Then Dick came along, rather unexpectedly but still no less welcomed, and Bruce started entertaining the idea of having children with you. He definitely wasn't opposed to it, but it wasn't something he wanted to jump right into, especially with Dick having just entered your lives. You were both young, he in his early thirties and you in your late twenties, you could allow yourselves a couple of years just the three of you (four with Alfred) before expanding the family.

So it was rather shocking when two months after you and Bruce had officially adopted Dick that you found out you were pregnant. It both took you by surprise but after talking through it together, you couldn't be happier. And the two of you haven't stopped being happy about this new little addition ever since.

Bruce rose up from his position next to your belly, your limp hand fell from his head as he did so, and he laid on the bed next to you. He delicately kissed your forehead, then your nose before falling back on his pillow and whispered “I love you” as he curled around your body, his hand resting on your belly as he fell asleep.

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