The paternal feels - blessed are the anons who continue the found-family traditions no matter where they may trod now

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The paternal feels - blessed are the anons who continue the found-family traditions no matter where they may trod now
born too soon to spend my teen years logging onto ao3 on my smartphone in the privacy of my own bedroom, born too late for mimeographed zines, born just in time to sneak into a common area of my family home at 2 am and wrap the modem in a thick blanket to muffle the screeching, so my parents wouldn’t catch me spending 18 cents a minute on long-distance rural dial-up to type my sexually confused hopes into webcrawler and lycos, praying maybe one other person on earth also liked the same character i did enough to make a web page about it. and that my connection to the information superhighway would hold out long enough to download 78 kilobytes worth of .txt files onto a floppy disk labeled “SCHOOL BACKUP” that i would guard with my life.
Newtype USA advert for Welcome to the NHK (2007)
♡ misc pins from 2014-2016 | source
Ultraviolence | Lana del Rey
i heard we are 2014posting
suddenly hit with this air of nostalgia. naturally, this means the deep craving of having creepypasta ocs has returned.
I'm happy about two things:
I read Shadowhunters when I was fifteen and I loved it, but as I grew up I started to resent it because I felt it wasn’t intellectual enough, and I felt ashamed of having read it. I also loved Shadowhunters because my best friend at the time encouraged me to read it, and it was something we could share. We’re not friends anymore, but I still remember her, and I remember our shared passion. Since life happened, I don’t really care anymore about how smart I look; instead, I’m having a great time rereading it. I also think it’s important to revisit the books that shaped our formative years. I recently did this with Harry Potter, and it revealed a lot about myself and the roots of my current interests and personality.
When I was fifteen, I had a crush on young Valentine - and I’m healed. Fortunately, I don’t have daddy issues anymore.