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platonic soulmates that work: SHERLOCK AND JOAN WATSON IN ELEMENTARY
platonic soulmates that donât work but the writers and producers keep forcing it to work: BELLARKE
Ship Sizes
Supercarrier: fandom flagship. Â Everybody and their dog ships it. Â The fandom is glutted with artwork and fic. Â You cannot escape this ship.
Dreadnought: massively popular. Â Nearly everybody ships it. Â You can, with dedication, in theory, reach the end of the AO3 archive for the shipâs tag, but itâll take a long time.
Cruiser: pretty popular ship. Â Not everyone ships it, but everyone knows about it. Â Has a good amount of fic/art, and probably multiple ask blogs.
Frigate: just plain popular. Â Feels like it could use more fanworks. Â New people to the fandom might not know about it, but theyâll stumble across it sooner rather than later.
Gunboat: bit of a rarepair. Â It might have an ask blog or two. Â A couple big name fans ship it. Â Probably only takes a few weeks to get through the entire AO3 backlog, and one new fic gets added during that time.
Tugboat: rarepair. Â Almost never seen except as a side pairing to a more popular ship. Â You can usually get through everything on AO3 in a matter of days. Â Youâve forgotten what it is to be picky about what you read.
Rowboat: less than a dozen people ship it. Â You all know each other. Â You exist in an endless cycle of the same five people desperately producing art and fic and one person who constantly contributes headcanons.
Canoe: you are one of maybe three people who ship it, and thereâs a not-insignificant chance youâve never encountered those other two hypothetical shippers.  You spend your days paddling furiously in hopes of keeping the ship afloat, dreaming of the day you upgrade to a rowboat so you can finally rest.
Submarine: Quite a few people ship it, but nobody wants to admit to shipping it. Will randomly appear and throw the other ships into confusion.
Pontoon: that random crossover ship with that one black dress character/trope/fandom everyone will ship with everything else. Has the potential to turn into a massive party until someone gets sick and everyone goes home.
Pedalo: That iconic bizarre crackship whose proponents claim theyâre only into it ironically, but secretly theyâre all dead serious.
Paging @amythe3lder for the pool noodle definition.
Barge: Not quite seaworthy, but buoyant in both the literal and figurative senses. Someone is always merrily drunktweeting about it at 11pm on Saturday night and then wistfully sobertweeting about it 4 hours later from their kitchen floor. The kind of ship that generates more playlists than fic. Artfully covered in trash and dirty laundry.
Raft: Thereâs two-to-four people who Ship It Hard and a few others who grab onto the side for safety when thereâs drama on their usual flagship.
Barrel:Â Thereâs orphaned fic of it. Thereâs unsigned art of it. Thereâs headcanon asks on anon. Someone must ship it, but no one knows why or who they are. Your friend got a glimpse once before they ducked back down.
Pool Noodle: Itâs just you, kicking your feet. You named the ship and wrote it on your noodle with a big sharpie. You tell people about it and are met with confused blinking. Most of the fics in the tag were either written by you or for you. You are caught between wanting to shout about how lovely life is on this floating scrap of whimsy and fearing that your noodle canât bear much weight. Or worse, that someone will come over and dunk you, take your noodle and fwhap you on the head with it.Â
Scuba: Like a submarine, but itâs just you all by your lonesome, exploring the depths, possibly encountering more tentacles than anticipated.
Catamaran: It may have started as a canoe, but them you activity pimped out your fandom and ended up with a small but dedicated groups of fellow âshippers.
Meet: The Core Four | insp.
Clarke Griffin | Princess Bellamy Blake | Rebel King Raven Reyes | Spacewalker Octavia Blake | Girl Under The Floor
raven: what's up with bellamy? he's been laying on the ground for like fifteen minutes.
octavia: he's just a little overwhelmed.
raven: why?
octavia: clarke giggled.
the 100 + textposts ft bellamy blake aka the only reason iâm still here sufferingâą
20/ ???
hereâs the plan, blarkes:
1. raid area 51
2. steal a spaceship (hopefully one with cryo)
3. fly to wherever the hell sanctum is
4. kidnap clarke and bellamy
5. lock them in a room until they talk their shit out and finally confess their feelings for each other
âhey Bellamy,,, youâre like my best bro you knowâ
âYeah you too bro, no bromoâ
Millennial Sisyphus keeps entering all the information from his resume into the web form, only for it to delete everything when he tries to move to the next page. He just goes back and types it all up again, over and over again, forever, and he never gets a job.
Millennial Tantalus has been promised that his unpaid internship will become a paid position as soon as the company has space for him. Every week he sees their new job posting. Every week he asks his boss if he can have a real job. The boss shrugs apologetically and says heâll just have to make do with being paid in experience a little longer. He goes back and keeps working, over and over again, forever, and he never reaches the fruits of his labors.
Millennial Persephone canât get a job without a degree, but because she had to take out loans to pay for college, she must spend 1/3 of her life working just to pay them off.
Millennial Cassandraâs title is Social Media Coordinator, she was hired to be the expert, but every time she tries to explain the problems in her companyâs social media decisionmaking, the managers donât listenâŠand end up hiring expensive PR flacks to repair the damage to their reputation when things blow up exactly as she predicted.
Millennial Medusa uses multiple shades of primer and opaque foundation to cover the scars snaking across her face, hiding the bruises, aligning the asymmetry in her broken nose and jaw. Red matte on the lips, green shimmer on the lids. Flawless liner on the first try. Sheâs had lots and lots of practice. She films her transformation in secret for all to see and learn, and again, men are turned to anonymous stone faces screaming in horror. âLiar!â âWitch!â âTake her swimming on the first date!â These words do not discourage her. These words are a challenge. GlamGorgonXx posts another video.
Millennial Prometheus uploads another PDF to his site. Heâs lost track of the printing and edition of this textbook. He knows they just rearranged some of chapters then charge 150 dollars per copy, and the professor wrote the book himself. the ZIP fills uploads successfully, and he starts uploading the next one. He isnât afraid of the potential lawsuit. knowledge shouldnât held out of reach like this.Â
Millennial Circe screenshots all the lewd messages she gets from men on online dating sites and posts them on her very popular Instagram along with their pictures and usernames. When people accuse her of attempting to destroy their reputations, she insists sheâs just revealing them for the pigs they truly are.
Millennial Odysseus is starting to suspect thereâs something wrong with his GPSâŠ
in a galaxy far far awayâŠ
To All the Delinquents Iâve Loved Before. [insp.]
I hope that all lesbians who once thought they were bi know that they arenât contributing to the âbi is just a stepping stone to gayâ stereotype. That stereotype was made up by straight people who refused to try to understand bisexuality. I also hope that all bi women who once thought they were lesbians know that they arenât contributing to the âall lesbians must secretly like menâ stereotype. Again, this was made up by straight people who refuse to try to understand lesbians. Itâs not anyoneâs responsibility in their journey of self discovery to dismantle every harmful stereotype along the way; sometimes youâre just figuring yourself out and get mixed up along the way and thatâs okay. We have each other to support each other as wlw regardless of whether or not we got confused down the line at some point.
I needed this
A reminder to writers:
You arenât annoying for wanting to talk about your work.
Your characters arenât weird or boring. You created them. Theyâre perfect.
Being unpublished doesnât mean you arenât a writer.
If you takes you 5 years to write a book, you arenât any less of a writer than someone who took a year and finished.
You can have a life outside of writing. You arenât cheating on your characters.
Writing can consume your life, and thatâs great. If you love it, you love it. Let it define you. Itâs amazing.
You donât have to write a certain genre to be a âgoodâ writer. Just write.
Your work isnât âbadâ because itâs full of cliches. Cliches are popular for a reason. People love them when theyâre well-written.
Youâre talented.
Have you ever just gone through a tag for a book you havenât read yet, and then you see a post about a major character death and you just:
evangeline samos //Â Â red queen series
âYou are a daughter of fangs and steel. What are you meant for, if not to rule? Be the best, the strongest, the smartest, the most deadly and the most cunning. The most worthy.â
no one:
not a single soul:
cal: you look beautiful. you always do.