The Gay Fanfic blog

[theaftersundown]

*writes two paragraphs after months of literally nothing and it took three hours*

[eisenkrahe]

Last year JK Rowling personally funded a group called Sex Matters to amend UK law so that trans women *overnight* went from legally women to legally men. This has resulted in mass exclusion of the trans community from numerous organizations, along with ongoing violent assaults on both trans and cis women alike.

With the new Harry Potter series she will be making a reported $20 million per-season renewal + other performance dependent royalties. She has been open across multiple interviews regarding her intentions to use said funds to push forth even more trans targeted legislation in the years to come.

This isn’t a “she gets paid no matter what” situation. The more eyeballs on this show the more money she has to actively harm vulnerable communities. By engaging with it you are directly supporting this and otherwise making a conscious choice to consume HP over doing the literal very least possible to not destroy the lives of trans people across the world.

If my stating the objective facts above upsets you then feel free to unfriend and move along. Your nostalgia-goggles feelings for a tired, problematic franchise mean nothing to me compared to the welfare of my trans friends and loved ones."

If you care more about badly written children's books and imaginary wizards more than you do about real people in the real world do it far the fuck away from me.

Don't try to be in my life.

In fact, you are cordially invited to eat shit and die.

[theincorrectpitt]

Samira: I’m straight. Walsh: Mohan, I’ve seen the way you look at me. You’re not straight.

[sunny-on-the-horizon]

[mohankisser]

emery walsh is a composed and very normal woman, but when she overhears trinity trying to set samira up with one of her female friends, and then puts it together that samira is gay, she promptly runs into the glass window of trauma two. they cut this moment out of season two i heard.

[goatedgreen]

i hate that when you try and look up shit for writing purposes it starts linking suicide hotlines and addiction advice articles like bro i just wanna know the information im not killing myself i promise. now tell me what i wanna know

[theincorrectpitt]

Princess: Oh, look, little hats. We should get one for Trinity. Perlah: Who? Princess: Um, our child? Perlah: Princess, we don’t have a kid.  Princess:

[mortalfaerie]

emery finishing yelling at some med students in the ED trial-by-fire style and then picking up her phone to answer her wife's call with "hi sweetheart, what's wrong? did something happen?" in the gentlest, most opposite tone than what she just used with the pittlings 2 seconds earlier

[splattergutz]

finding out that ppl dont like garcia was such a shock to me like you’re telling me that you saw a hot mean lesbian surgeon & you weren’t in love ?? first scene w her in it i wanted her to put me in a cage & make me her dog

[cheese-grater25]

i’m starting a rumour

trinity santos has a spine tattoo

[inkskinned]

Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.

At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.

At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.

“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.

The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.

I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.

I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.

I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht. 

I’m not worth the cost of a watch.

[inkskinned]

i wrote this while i was working at orlando’s walt disney world parks.

i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.

as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.

disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.

at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.

i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.

i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.

we are both worth more than the watch, anyway.

[unsweetenedlemonade21]

Support adults in fandom, but not because fandom should be an inclusive space. Not because adults typically have more writing experience and should theoretically have better grammar. Not even because there is nothing inherently adolescent about fanfiction.

Support adults in fandom because there is no greater thrill than having your boss look you in the eyes and compliment your productivity, when unbeknownst to her you have been writing smutty gay fanfic in your cubicle during multiple zoom meetings and have yet to get caught even once

[thememedaddy]

[chosominous]

just them x a few things

[poisoned-green-apple]

Shirts that remind me of Trinity Santos, Yolanda Garcia, Emery Walsh, and Joy Kwon, in no particular order

[longfieldsofbarleyandofrye]

Feel like someone already said it but Emery who think Samira has a crush on Jack so starts meddling. She's only ever so completely slightly jealous but knows Jack is lonely and thinks Samira would be good for him. Samira who is crushing so hard on Emery she's oblvious/confused by whatever Emery's up to. Jack who has known Emery long enough to know exactly what she's up to and that she's all heart eye for Samira and starts his own meddling to get them to admit they like each other.

Parker watches all this unfold with a bucket of popcorn

[segamascott]