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we're not kids anymore.

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Alone together
RYAN GOSLING as RYLAND GRACE Project Hail Mary (2026) dir. Phil Lord, Chris Miller
the natural lifespan of a fandom is unlimited. when well tended a fandom can be functionally immortal. and yet everywhere you look you see newly bred fandoms withering and dying when they’re barely a year old. barely even six months old. fans are looking at their six month old fandoms and saying i think it’s on its last legs, should i euthanise it? when with the proper care that fandom could outlive them for decades. it’s sad. sad state of affairs we’re in.
I think the biggest issue with online fandom right now is fragmentation. In days gone by we had Usenet, and then livejournal, listservs gave way to mailing lists and countless message boards that were all easy to find and central locations for fans to gather. But now times have changed, discords are private, Instagram is driven by algorithms that prevent engagement in chronological order without interruption, and we've almost regressed back to the 1980s where you had to already know where you were going, to be able to find the things that you were looking for through back channels and newsletters and fan-run conventions.
There's been no clear successor to Television Without Pity to serve as a central hub. There's no clear path of breadcrumbs leading fandoms from livejournal to Tumblr, Twitter to Bluesky, and the format is very different at all the different social media playforms. Not to mention with each new generation of fans discovering fandom, the way we use the tools at our disposal changes in quantum leaps and sea changes.
but the best part about fandom is that it is cyclical and it is eternal. there will always be someone discovering King Arthur or Ovid's Metamorphoses or VC Andrews or Farscape for the first time, Who did something that was made a decade before they were born streaming on a random app and embrace it with the fervent passion of the newly converted. And those who are inclined to do so will search far and wide to find their tribe. The pace has become incredibly accelerated and there's such a massive amount of narrative fiction in every possible medium compared to back in the day's of only three broadcast networks, especially in countries where you needed to pay your tv license.
But people don't change. Even Sherlock Holmes waxes and wanes. Even King Arthur is stripped mind and told and retold over and over again every decade. Even James T Kirk and the lens we see him through changes for each new generation from 1966 to 2026.
And sure there are sad, desperate fake fans griping about Academy chancellors who wear eyeglasses as if they've never seen Wrath Of Khan and understood what eyeglasses symbolize for those characters. or who claim they are nostalgic for simple one-dimensiobal rollicking pulpy science fiction adventures as if they were never a vehicle for allegory to address every aspect of modern life from very first moment Gene Roddenberry first conceived of Robert April and Number One aboard the USS Yorktown.
We don't sit around campfires spinning tails, or rushed to the marketplace to hear the bards with new songs. We don't gather around physical water coolers on Monday morning to talk about Mulder and Scully the way we used to. We have Reddit for that now, and TikTok, and YouTube, and Instagram, and all of these algorithms cherry picking what we see and hear in those different places that are now islands with no bridges because Google no longer actually googles correctly and it's harder and harder to find your tribe.
But by and large, fans have always been predisposed to putting time and effort into creating communities. Fans build bridges and maintain them and rebuild them over and over again.
Life finds a way. So does porn. This is the way.
i guess i like these guys a lot 💆♀️
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHANE HOLLANDER ! MAY 10th, 1991 (insp)
SHANE HOLLANDER (10th of May, 1991) happy birthday to the prettiest boy in the world (✿◡‿◡)
“they’re just looking at each other” you could not begin to understand the complexities involved in looking at each other
an ode to prometheus
Why is a school teacher in space, question? 🚀
Bonus:
what happens when an unpenised pussy meets an unpussyable penus
guys pls give him a break
this tiktok screenshot ruined my life i need to see the serbian pigeon movie so so badly but it doesn't exist it's so foul to make this bad of a point with something so cool and then take it away from me.
Tiktok marvel fans really will be out here like "movie fan SHOCKED because i'd rather watch superhero movie #54 in blue and not a sensual 1987 french horror film about a man discovering his wife may not exist set in what is gradually revealed to be a space station" as if you're supposed to agree that superhero movie #54 is the clear winner in this comparison
Love the idea of a story about a complex issue that's told from the perspective of something that cannot comprehend or care about the issue. The way the story would be sliced up and moments that a human would consider pointless would be focused on because the pigeon happened to be there would be hype as fuck
Ok FINE I made the movie poster of it
Mališa, otherwise known as Little One, is a pet pigeon owned by a conservative butler of the Austro-Hungarian aristocracy. She is loved, and she is pampered— until her owner is murdered in cold blood, and she is left to fend for herself in Sarajevo.
In the wilds of the city, she feeds from the poor, working nationalist radicals, and the vieux riches alike.
To Mališa, there are no ethical concerns. No politics. No burgeoning nationalism.
There are only hands that feed her, and hands that do not.
This is compelling. Consider me fucking compelled.
Final shot is the bird hearing, but not seeing, the sound of a .32 ACP pistol, and flying away in shock
"From the studio that brought you Goncharov...."
yeah okay ill reblog that
”there are only the hands that feed her, and those that do not” yeah-
I’m gonna propose “I guess you haven’t read the silmarillion then :/” as a default response to anyone not understanding a reference to something obscure. even if it’s not remotely Tolkien related. I want to build up a perception that perhaps the sum total of human knowledge is contained in the silmarillion
This is the polar opposite of this:
XKCD and Tumblr once again providing weapons I cannot use
ok. i survived 25 years outside the international space station. who gives a shit
Technically most moss is outside the international space station
Me, tears streaming down my face, sobbing, as I stare at the stars: it’s just so beautiful
The medieval peasant I went back in time to give a bag of Doritos to, concerned: what terrible and powerful sorcerers they must have in your age, to be able to veil the vault of heaven itself from view, as you say
Me, sniffling: I didn’t realize, I can’t, it’s so much, I, I… are the chips good, at least?
Medieval peasant, trying to make me feel better: they’re… magical, strange traveler
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Y’all ok?
No. I want the night sky back. I want sparrows back. I want to see as many butterflies as I did when I was a child. I want fucking insects to go splat on my fucking windshield because at least that means there's insects. I want the woods I grew up in to not have died. I want "oh look, a plane!" back instead of "wow, I can't see a single plane in the sky, weird." I want clothes that survive being washed and washing machines that survive being used. I want to not see overpriced strawberries from Egypt rotting on the supermarket shelf when it's not strawberry season. I want tomatoes that taste like tomatoes.
I'm so sick of the world they made for us.
Darcy’s introduction in Pride and Prejudice is really ‘what if you had just had the worst month of your life because your ex-bestie tried to lover boy scam your baby sister out of her share of your dad’s life insurance and your friend dragged you to a shitty party in a dive bar in the neighbourhood where he’d just signed a short term lease, and you decided to let your bad mood show because you were never going to see any of the assholes in this stupid shitty bar EVER again. And your friend ended up making out with a girl he’d just met there while you were stuck talking to her sister who was less cute and then her mother appeared and started trying to matchmake and started saying how if she was twenty years younger she’d clime you like a redwood and ooooh is that a black Amex, guess the next round is on you hahhahahahaha, while her other sister (how many fucking sisters does she have?!) flashed an obviously fake ID at the bar and ordered six vodka-diet red bulls and no one in her family except the less-cute sister even tried to stop her. And you went home and consoled yourself that you would never see any of these people again but then you met them over and over again because they live next door and your friend and the cute sister keep meeting up to make out but not actually date and then. You fall in love with the less-cute sister because it turns out she’s really witty and charismatic but she already knows and remembers and resents the fact that on a day when you were in a shitty mood you called her mid out loud in a dive bar.’