#sorry i'm a garbage person

[no-psi-nan]

Making your own fanart/fanfic even if it sucks or is unpopular >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> begging other people to make fandom content for you

[irritablepoe]

You know what's fucking stupid? The little mean voice inside my head that tells me being in a fandom is childish and "aren't you too old for that" and "aren't you feeling ridiculous caring (and projecting) so much for/onto fictional characters" bc literally no MUM, I'm in fact just doing what I love and it's cruel that I feel ridiculous to this day that I'm building up my personality through fictional characters bc I never knew who I really was and fandoms are giving me the opportunity to explore that. Yes ofc that's not "normal" or whatever but is it really that bad? Like I'm feeling better through that, it's giving me motivation to do things. So yeah... Thanks.. another reason I have to unlearn shame I suppose.

[hotcheetohatredwastaken]

what do you think the links favorite memes are?

I gotta be honest, I've left this sitting in my ask box for like a few days now because I have /no/ idea. I vaguely think that Wild is the "we back at it at Krispy Kreme" vine, but that's just because of those old videos of "Linked Universe as Vines" on YouTube. I mean I could regurgitate those if you wanted. "Hey, how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying inside" Time and stuff.

[bitegore]

no one on here would be particularly interested in reading poetry i've written, right?

[sophieswundergarten]

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[strangerpsychofficeparks]

Oh I forgot to mention both also rely on twerking as a source of humor because that's what the kids think is funny these days, right?

[falinscloaca]

desperate want to go up to that one progressive NSFW artist guy who nigh-on exclusively draws lesbians, in an extremely "this is porn directed AT (relatively milquetoast yada yada) sapphics" sorta way, and just. shake him. explain. not insinuating shit about his/your character it just makes my brain hurt explain yourself

[peculiar-persephone]

perhaps I shall return to tumblr

[butleroftoast]

The Firefly Queen. The Lady of Lights. The Glimmer. She has many names, none of them true. What matters is what she is: the light between the trees, the spangles on the surface of water, the glimmer on the edge of gold.

And dangerous. That too.

Although she styles herself a queen, the Lady may not be a real archfey, her power as variable and transient as a sunbeam. Only fools would dare test her to find out, however. Even a feeble light can be blinding.

Her appearance varies, from beautiful redheaded woman dressed in fine embroidered silks, to grotesque parody of an insect, twitching legs, pulsating cavities, and sticky, gossamer wings. Sometimes she can be an amalgamation of both. All her forms possess a vicious sting.

Her realm is the flicker of brightness in shade, in fact anything that sparkles, which can cause severe unease for anybody who would rather not encounter her. Every glint could signal her next appearance, and once someone has her attention, she could always be watching, in the sunlight reflected from a glass, in the polish of a blade.

The druid known as Morris, for example: his avarice drew him to the Firefly Queen, and she considers him to belong to her by right. Did he not take the coins from her grove? Is he not passionately in love with the shine of gold, with her? And he's such a curious thing, stuck between so many halfway paths. He would make a delightful pet, at least for a while, her little rat.

All she needs is a name.

[alectoperdita]

I am not the testing czar until I am. When you awaken me from my deep slumber by writing tests where the only thing that happens is you spy on a method and then directly call that method and assert that the method has been called????

[slippery-minghus]

OKAY i have fucking HAD IT with today. it's not even fucking 9am and i am alreADY fighting back a meltdown

[doppelnatur]

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[thepoisonroom]

sorry i can't explain it but i like need her

[rfaromance]

psa

I will note that for both of these fics, while I will cross-post the first chapter here on tumblr, the fic will largely be on ao3.

My ao3 is currently locked to users only, given the rise of people using AI to mistreat writers :) so if you do not have an ao3, you will not get the full content.

I'm sorry it has to be this way, but I refuse to let AI spit on my blood, sweat, and tears to make cheap imitations of my style. Writers AND artists suffer from the proliferation of bots like chatGPT, AI profile pic generators, and the like. STOP using them, or you WILL lose access to real art and writing.

Treat us like people or we will lock away our content, and those of us actually in the creative industry for a living will strike. (Gestures at the WGA strike in the USA.)

Thanks for reading. :)

[tmileseason3fanfic]

A Moth to the Flame (and You're Holding the Matches)

AU: Alex Reagan has been dating Charlie Strand for eight months after doing a piece on her for PNWS. When she meets her girlfriend's married mother and father at Charlie's concert, there's an instant attraction between them. Richard Strand is a man who becomes obsessive, and unfortunately so is Alex, and her judgement has never been all that good. But it's never been that bad either. Too bad there's a first time for everything. As the two of them begin to work on The Black Tapes together, it's only going to get worse. (Otherwise known as the cheating fic.)

Updated through chapter four with weekly updates coming.

Also included: the soundtrack.

[wawawawawawawawawawawawawa]

i'm literally quaking and shaking in my little boots trying to not do something mean. but as i was typing this i decided fuck it

anyway it kind of sucks seeing somebody whine and whine about how they want friends and They Fucked Up (while coincidentally keeping it vauge so nobody asks) when the actual WAY they fucked up was that they insinuated you had it easy because you werent suffering "as bad" as them in the current moment, and when you bring up the ways you HAVE suffered and CONTINUE to suffer, including (crucially) a friend of yours that committed suicide when you were 17, they respond by threatening suicide!! and then even during their apology their top priority is getting you to Not Hate Them and self-flagellating over and over in lieu of an actual fucking apology!!! and then they have The Audacity to woe-is-me their ass publicly to get support and comfort and "oh you poor thing :((("-ed during a conflict that they are absolutely at fault for!