Twirlybumblevee

Vee, she/her, long-time enjoyer of many fandoms. *** What did this player dream? This player dreamed of sunlight and trees. Of fire and water. It dreamed it created. And it dreamed it destroyed. It dreamed it hunted, and was hunted. It dreamed of shelter. And the player was a new story, never told before, written in letters of DNA. And the player was a new program, never run before, generated by a sourcecode a billion years old. And the player was a new human, never alive before, made from nothing but milk and love. You are the player. The story. The program. The human. Made from nothing but milk and love. You. You. You are alive.

[90s-kid-sad-adult]

lie to me

[fforsythiaaa]

Once when I was in undergrad, someone described something as “problematic” in class and our professor was like, “That’s cool, but ‘problematic’ doesn’t really mean anything. It means that the thing you’re describing has a problem, and in and of itself that’s not bad. Art, especially, should always have problems, or else it’s not interesting and not art, either. It sounds like you’re trying to say that this is bad, but you don’t want to say ‘bad.’ Is that right?”

So from then on whenever one of us called something problematic, he would make us talk it out until we could name the “bad” thing we were hinting at. In this particular class, 7/10 it was some type of oppression, and the remainder was like, “I’m uncomfortable because this is very new/confusing/pushing boundaries that made me feel safe.”

Once we stopped calling things “problematic” and stopping at that, class got way more interesting and... we all had to say, like, “that’s racist” or “that’s misogynistic” or “ew capitalism gross” out loud, which a lot of us had never done in a classroom before. Or we had to be like, “Uhhh... I’m not sure what’s so bad?” and confront our own beliefs and that was maybe even more useful.

Anyway. Whenever I see the word problematic, I can’t help but think of this professor being like, “Good starting point, now let’s get specific.” I think when we have to commit to saying “that’s ___” it requires a lot more careful thought about the truth and impact and complexities of whatever we’re claiming. Sometimes there really is some bullshit afoot, and also sometimes it’s art, and it should be full of problems, because that’s what art is.

[ororium-z]

Happy Pride!

[drrrdruhduda]

«And the universe said I love you. And the universe said you have played the game well»

Happy Birthday, Technoblade! Thank you for everything

[starlitsecrets]

Remember when joining fandom as a younger person meant lurking for a bit and figuring out the vibe and etiquette instead of coming in on day one and calling people weirdos for liking weirdo shit in the weirdo factory.

[brilcrist]

*𝑩𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑬𝒍𝒑𝒊𝒔*

and Chris being a strong, reliable and worried husband just mend my soul🥹🫶🏻💕

THE VERY FIRST STAR TREK SLASH FIC PUBLISHED

“A Fragment out of Time”, published in 1974. Kirk / Spock. page 1 page 2

I had to share it with you because I can’t stop laughing, and every time I reread it it just gets funnier and fUNNIER

[catbountry]

This fan fiction is older than the push-through tabs on soda cans.

[cylonqueen]

Your grandma wrote this on her Commodore 64.

[strike-team-delta]

I miss my Commodore 64

[stoplookingup]

Oh my dear, sweet children. The Commodore 64 came out in 1982. This was produced on a typewriter and probably mimeographed. And while it may seem funny now, it took more courage to write and distribute this than you will ever  know.

[athelind]

Reblogged for that last comment.

[gokuma]

respect your elders

[ohfreckle]

Children, in the olden days fanfiction was written on a typewriter, copied and sent by snail mail. Getting one one of those letters from across the world was every bit as exciting as getting a notification that your favorite writer posted a new fic.

[berlynn-wohl]

It’s been said before, but the fact that this fic begins with the dialogue assertion “We’re by no means setting a precedent” is endlessly amusing to me.

Diane Marchant changed all our lives. May she rest in peace.

[prokopetz]

The precedent line is especially amusing when you bear in mind that “A Fragment Out of Time” is not only the first Star Trek slashfic to be published in a widely distributed magazine: it’s believed by some to be the first slashfic of any kind to be widely published.

[ralfmaximus]

In 1974 it was illegal to send pornography through the USPS. So distributing fic like this via mailed newsletter was literally dangerous. And they knew it.

[hatch5t]

MAN ON A MISSION

Chris was always known to take his job seriously. Though unbeknownst to all, he also takes his job as a lover perhaps way more. But ever since Leon contracted the RCS, Chris felt he's failing on the latter. For a serial kisser like him, it's fish out of water.

That may have been one (albeit secretly) of the catalyst for the cure search. A mission he took very seriously and a mission that had spanned for years and years.

Now that it's accomplished and his lover all healed up, the famous man of the mission has tasked himself a new one.

[blazeismissingg]

Original Mer!George au by Faye !!

[twirlybumblevee]

the dirt in which our roots may grow

Now complete! :)

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Leon S. Kennedy/Chris Redfield Additional Tags: Porn With Plot, Hurt/Comfort, Power Play, Light Bondage, Orgasm Edging, Barebacking, Under-negotiated Kink, Subspace, Subdrop, Domdrop, Top Chris Redfield, Bottom Leon S. Kennedy, Protective Chris Redfield, Soft Chris Redfield, Chris Redfield Needs A Hug, Leon S. Kennedy Needs a Hug, Hurt Leon S. Kennedy, Leon S. Kennedy has PTSD, Leon S. Kennedy is Bad at Feelings, Communication Failure, Swearing, a whole lot of it, series of really unfortunate events, these guys have issues, listen they don't talk about shit and unfortunately get whacked over the head for it by their own bodies Summary: For a long, long moment, Chris couldn’t move. Stared at the bed like it would give him the answers to the questions of the universe, while his heart stuttered through a few uneven beats and messed with his circulation. Leon was supposed to be here. --- Or: When Leon returns from a fucked-up mission, Chris decides to do his best to help him get out of his own head. Things go incredibly right, and then terribly wrong.

[thenightisland]

people trying to insist a fandom is tiny when it /only/ has a few thousand works on ao3 meanwhile my current fandom is a sixteen book series and has several hundred fewer works than goncharov, a movie that, and i cannot stress this enough, doesn’t even exist

[feathersandblue]

#measuring the size of fandoms based on their goncharov index#this has been a useless text post you may now resume your normal programming#rote has a goncharov index of 0.63#for perspective ofmd has an index of 26.5#spn’s is 360.8#the cosmere is 2.26 for a fantasy book comparison#i am very normal

The Goncharov Index, everyone.

[twirlybumblevee]

the dirt in which our roots may grow

After almost two months during which this story ate up my life, I can finally release it out into the world. And after over a decade of only writing (longer) fics with partners, getting this out feels like a testament to how deeply Chroen have invaded my brain. XD Not what I expected when I started watching streams after RE9 came out!

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Leon S. Kennedy/Chris Redfield Additional Tags: Porn With Plot, Hurt/Comfort, Power Play, Light Bondage, Orgasm Edging, Barebacking, Under-negotiated Kink, Subspace, Subdrop, Domdrop, Top Chris Redfield, Bottom Leon S. Kennedy, Protective Chris Redfield, Soft Chris Redfield, Chris Redfield Needs A Hug, Leon S. Kennedy Needs a Hug, Hurt Leon S. Kennedy, Leon S. Kennedy has PTSD, Leon S. Kennedy is Bad at Feelings, Communication Failure, Swearing, a whole lot of it, series of really unfortunate events, these guys have issues, listen they don't talk about shit and unfortunately get whacked over the head for it by their own bodies Summary: For a long, long moment, Chris couldn’t move. Stared at the bed like it would give him the answers to the questions of the universe, while his heart stuttered through a few uneven beats and messed with his circulation. Leon was supposed to be here. --- Or: When Leon returns from a fucked-up mission, Chris decides to do his best to help him get out of his own head. Things go incredibly right, and then terribly wrong.

[peachesobviously]

Prince's Gambit by C.S. Pacat

[nervewisdom]

The chreon propaganda is getting out of hand. What do you mean their first on screen meeting was meant to imply they see eachother often enough to spar and spar enough to be equals and he barely knew his own name yet remembered Leon the moment he saw his face and heard his voice? What do you mean Chris knew exactly where Leon was in Vendetta? What do you mean he came back and talked to him and they spoke about how similar they were and Chris told him he used to be funny and tried to convince Leon not to give up? What do you mean they have matching watches? What do you mean they have matching coats? What do you mean Chris haunts the narrative of RE9 the whole time, when its a game focused on Leon and a new character? What do you mean Chris came to Leon's rescue? What do you mean Leon has a wolf mode and he gets recused by Hound Wolf Squad, where Chris is called Alpha? What do you meannnnnnnn that this is all FUCKING CANON? wym. Crapcom answer me.

[brilcrist]

Art for Adventia's Chreon short fanfic, a direct continuation from my precious comic.

Thank u @akatsuki-shin for makin such a sweet fic!🥰 (LINK TO FIC ===> HERE)

Also, I'm happy to bring Leon.S.Kennedy back to his natural habbitat: Passenger princess' seat🤭

[paper-wounds]

“If I Am Killed For Simply Living” — Althea Davis

[fenrir-flamekeeper]

what if chris had a mullet and what if i made a messy sketch about it. and what if they kissed.