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This is a Moving Forward PSA for everyone using AO3. I am witnessing the results of a culture clash and communication failure. Not a lack of communication, but a misunderstanding caused by changes in fandom culture.
Before fic tagging was common, fics weren’t tagged. You had a pairing, if applicable, an author’s note about genre or general content, and if they were feeling charitable, a vague content warning. There are even a few genres of fic where even vaguely tagging literally spoils the plot and impact (such as horror, psyche thriller, in which the likely content is implicit to the genre). As a result, there is a basic category tag that permits this, as a courtesy to “old-fashioned” writers.
“No Archive Warnings Apply” means the fic is PG13 at worst, probably fluff, totally safe.
“Choose Not to Use Archive Warnings” is the polar opposite. It’s a glaring Enter at Your Own Risk billboard. It means: a shitload of warnings apply but I ain’t telling because this story requires shock value. It’s very important to read the author’s notes for those fics because they might be using that older format from above.
But without the context of fandom culture that generated AO3, it’s understandably easy to conflate the two categories, given their similar wording.
“No Archive Warnings Apply” means there’s no
graphic depictions of violence
major character death
underage
rape/non-con
“Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings” = HERE BE DRAGONS. (implies that one or more of the above exists, but the author doesn’t want to give anything away by tagging)
To expand on the clarification, “No Archive Warnings Apply” does not in any way imply PG-13. It is only telling the reader that the fic does not include any of the four things @mrv3000 listed.
Stories including things like abuse may be listed with “No Archive Warnings Apply” if that abuse doesn’t include any of the four required warnings.
“No Archive Warnings Apply” stories may also include graphic sexual content, kink/BDSM, non-graphic violence, and more. All of my Explicit stories have this warning tag.
“Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings” does not imply that one or more of the four required warning tags applies here. It simply tells you that the author is not warning you if one does.
That can also be because 1) the story is imported from elsewhere without an equivalent tag and one wasn’t added, 2) the author didn’t know whether something reached the level of requiring a warning tag, or 3) the author simply did not want to tag.
The only time I’ve ever used “Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings” it was because I didn’t know if the character who died counted as a major character, so I didn’t know whether to use Major Character Death or not. To avoid tagging wrong one way or other, I picked the other option.
It was a clearly tagged death, it just wasn’t marked in the warnings to avoid confusion or getting it wrong.
Tl;dr: “No Archive Warnings Apply” literally just means that none of the four specific warnings apply (not that it’s necessarily a fluffy PG-13 fic) and “Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings” just means that the author is choosing not to say (not necessarily that a warning does apply).
This is about the sexiness of The Golden Girls but I really feel the need to remind the world of how fucking progressive this show was.
In the episode 72 hours, we find out Rose may have contracted AIDs during an emergency gallbladder surgery.
Rose: Why me, Blanche? I'm tired of pretending I feel okay so you won't say, 'Take it easy', and I'm tired of you saying 'Take it easy' because you're afraid I'm going to fall apart. Dammit, why is this happening to me? I mean, this isn't supposed to happen to people like me. You must've gone to bed with hundreds of men. All I had was one innocent operation. Blanche: Hey, wait a minute! Are you saying this should be me and not you? Rose: No! No, I'm just saying that I am a good person. Hell, I'm a goody-two-shoes! Blanche: AIDS is not a bad person's disease, Rose, it is not God punishin' people for their sins!
In Isn't it romantic? we find out Dorothy's childhood best friend is a lesbian who recently lost her partner. She confesses she has feelings for Rose. Rose turns her down but makes it clear that she still wants to be friends even though she doesn't return those feelings.
Sophia: Jean is a nice person. She happens to like girls instead of guys. Some people like cats instead of dogs.
Jean: Rose, about last night. I should never have said anything. Rose: You only said what you were feeling. Jean: It's just that this last year has been so difficult for me. Pat was the person I planned to spend the rest of my life with. And when she died, I just felt so terribly alone. Empty. I thought I could never care for anyone again. Until I met you. I just got very confused. I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable. Rose: Well, I have to admit that I don't understand these kinds of feelings. But if I did understand, if I were, you know, like you, I'd be very flattered and proud that you thought of me that way.
Ebbtide's Revenge gives us Phil's funeral, and Sophia addressing him wearing women's clothes.
Rose: So what if he was different? It's okay that you loved him. Sophia: I did love him. He was my son, my little boy. But every time I saw him I wondered what I did, what I said, when was the day I did whatever I did to make him the way he was. Angela Petrillo: What he was Sophia, was a good man.
Sister of the Bride, where Blanche's brother Clayton brings his boyfriend to town, because they're planning on getting married.
Blanche: Oh, look, I can accept the fact that he's gay, but why does he have to slip a ring on this guy's finger so the whole world will know? Sophia: Why did you marry George? Blanche: We loved each other. We wanted to make a lifetime commitment. Wanted everybody to know. Sophia: That's what Doug and Clayton want, too. Everyone wants someone to grow old with. And shouldn't everyone have that chance?
There are so many episodes I could sit here and quote but this show is still so important. It isn't perfect, there are jokes that definitely don't land that I will not sit here and defend, but in the context of when it was created? This show is a fucking masterpiece and deserves respect for that.
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The difference between the left and right in America is that if a prominent left wing voice, like say AOC, was shot in the neck in front of a crowd the right would meme the hell out of it. Her slumped over corpse would be redrawn as a wojack and "you talk like you have a hole in your neck" would be the buzz response to any left wing comment anywhere.
They would have zero remorse and they'd be having the time of their lives, yet if a leftist so much as smirks at Charlie Kirk's ironic death then you'll get a half hour lecture about how gun violence is always bad and that killing talking heads won't help the revolution or some obnoxious shit.
Do not waste your tears over fascists. "He was somebody's this, he was somebody's that". Michael Brown was someone's son, and so was Trayvon Martin, Tamir Rice, Emmett Till. Sandra Bland was someone's daughter, and so was Breonna Taylor, while she slept. Sonya Massey, too, was someone's baby girl. Latasha Harlins was someone's baby. Martin Luther King Jr was somebody's son, husband and father, and yet the FBI killed him. Fred Hampton, Malcolm X, Patrice Lumumba. Hind Rajab, someone's baby. Khaled Nabhan, and his granddaughter, soul of his soul. Refaat Alareer. And on and on and on, every martyr, every Black and Palestinian person whose been told over and over again how cheap our blood is, how NOTHING our life is. I do not weep over the death of white supremacist, I fucking cheer. One less of them means a Black or brown child can live another day.
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I took a like mental ref from that one scene where like Eddie crashes tf out and like destroys his room -- Im like 73% sure he pulls at his own hair in that so buck is doing that for him in this but like... softer
I always forget that gas giants are, you know, made of gas, and not just smooth plastic color. The atmosphere is full of clouds, and the entire planet is atmosphere!
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Tourists are fucking up the Giants Causeway in Ireland by wedging coins between the rocks which are then eroding and staining everything and in some cases causing the rocks to crack. For any Americans on here planning to visit Ireland: There is a mystical and ancient Irish tradition says that when you visit any of our places of natural beauty you should speak at a normal volume, leave no trace you were there and fuck off home. Tell your friends and family.
Stop ruining fucking everything.
saw an elderly woman walking around with a tote bag whose design were the four AO3 fic category squares and she very excitedly asked if i was a reader or a writer bcs nobody else at the con had recognized it, and after telling her that i've been writing fic since fanfic.net, she solemnly nodded and explained that she'd been reading fic since "the days of personal websites" but that she only started writing fanfic when she was 47 and oh my god when i tell you that i genuinely teared up on the spot!!!!! like!!! HELL YEAH???? LITERALLY NEVER TOO OLD TO START WRITING. NEVER TOO OLD TO WRITE AND SHARE YOUR FIC.
her enthusiastic "i'm a very nice and bubbly person, i swear! but i love writing angst and major character death :)" nearly took me the fuck out.
icon. legend. diva. i wish her nothing but a kajillion million comments and kudos. i hope her fic updates crash AO3. i hope she knows i'm promoting her to my personal patron saint of AO3.
Imagine Chimney going through Bobby's desk in his office. Having to clear personal things out. It breaks his heart, but also warms him because the captain was sentimental.
Then he comes across a small blue book labeled simply "Buck." Curious, he opens and flips through it.
Kid has eating problems. Will forget to eat when stressed. Feed him, and encourage him to cook, because he likes to taste-test a lot.
Chimney remembers that. Buck mentioning getting so hungry the starving pains go away. He does remember during the shitty times when Buck lost so much weight.
-Loves carbs
-Hates Okra
-Probably allergic to shellfish and mangos. Encourage him to get an allergy test
-Allergic to Naproxen
-Allergic to heavy fragrance laundry detergents. Use gentle.
-Remind him he's doing a great job. Use positive reinforcement.
-If he's depressed, as Maddie says, hand him a child. May and Harry work too.
-He's finally gaining weight! :)
-The Buckley parents are banned. Do not ask why. Firehouse is his safe area.
-He fidgets when he's stressed. Have him chop some vegetables or prepare them for you. He loves being helpful.
-He loves his clipboard. Have him organize important events. Give him gold stars. Do not let Hen and Chimney hide it. He gets sad.
-Remind him not to read too close or in the dark. He's gonna need glasses at this point. (If he does, don't let others tease him. Tell him he looks great)
-He doesn't admit it, but his leg still bothers him. Heating blankets are in the closet in the office. Have Eddie massage his leg or send him home early if he's obviously struggling.
Chim laughs. He laughs, and laughs, and starts to cry. Of all things, he did not expect to find a "How to Take Care of Your Buck" guide hidden away in Bobby's desk.
chris: abuela! hurry up the shows starting!
helen: coming chris!
chris: wait
helen: is that?
chris: THATS MY DADS!
helen: chris you only have one dad?
chris: no, buck is also my dad
helen: YOUR DAD IS DATING BUCK?!
chris:
chris: you know? i'm not sure, they sure act like it tho
*Eddie and Buck at a bar, pining but it's not actually unrequited love chatting*
Random guy, obviously flirting: Hey, could you pass me a coaster?
Eddie, not pausing in his conversation: Sure. *hands one over without breaking eye contact with Buck*
Random guy:...
Buck:...
Random guy: *walks away, confused*
Buck: Eds, that guy was totally hitting on you.
Eddie: No, he wasn't. Twenty minutes ago when you went to the bathroom, three other guys came over and asked the same thing, this place clearly has terrible customer service.
Buck:... Wow.
Bartender: Wow.
Hen, at home but with spidey senses tingling: WOW.
