Me after I fucked up my last fic 🙃
One Nice Bug Per Day
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Not today Justin
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Me after I fucked up my last fic 🙃
Richmond Till We Die
PRACTICAL MAGIC (1998)
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER (1997 - 2003) — 5x22: "The Gift"
But why does he look so calm?!
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER | 2.17 "Passion"
Giles.
Also, Giles.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Giles set his guitar case down by the doorway. The house was dark except for the kitchen, where a single light burned. Buffy stood at the sink with her back to him, both hands wrapped around a mug he recognised as his own, the one with the chipped handle. She hadn’t heard him come in, or if she had, she gave no sign of it.
He didn’t speak at first. Instead, he crossed the room slowly, stopping just behind her—close enough that he could feel the faint warmth radiating from her body, but not yet touching. The scent of her shampoo and the faint herbal notes from her tea filled the small space between them.
“Buffy?” he murmured, voice low and rough from singing earlier.
She didn’t turn around, but after a long moment, she leaned back into him. Her back pressed against his chest, slow and deliberate, seeking his solid warmth through the thin fabric of his shirt. Giles inhaled sharply at the contact, his hands hovering at her sides before settling lightly on her hips. She fit against him perfectly, the curve of her body moulding to his as if she belonged there.
Neither moved for several heartbeats. He could feel the steady rise and fall of her breathing, the way her muscles gradually relaxed against him. His thumbs traced tiny, unconscious circles on her hips—the same lazy patterns they’d been drawing on each other during those quiet film nights. The tension that had been building for weeks crackled in the air now, thicker than ever.
Giles lowered his head slightly, his breath warm against her ear and the side of her neck. “You seemed far away,” he whispered, voice barely above a breath. “I didn’t want to intrude…”
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER - 2.11: Ted
I love the way he kisses though.
I'll be back in the Middle Ages
Morning workout.
Beautiful, beautiful shield maiden.
Anthony Head in Merlin 01.04 "The Poisoned Chalice"
Am I the only one who giggles at the fruit positioning in gif 1??
Basic Fandom Etiquette Everyone Needs to Remember:
Creators do not owe anyone content. Do not ask writers when they will update.
If an author did not ask for [negative] criticism , do not give criticism.
Read the tags carefully before reading a fanfic.
If you ignored the tags and were upset, that is your responsibility, not the creator’s.
Disliking a ship does NOT give you the right to attack people who enjoy it.
Do not tell authors or shippers that their ship is “disgusting,” “wrong,” or “shouldn’t exist.” Shipping fictional characters is not a moral failing.
No one is obligated to justify why they ship two fictional characters.
Headcanons are PERSONAL interpretations, not universal truth.
Dark themes in fiction do not equal real life beliefs or intentions.
Leaving kudos or short positive comments genuinely matters.
Not every fanwork is made for you, and that is okay.
Scrolling past content you dislike is better than engaging negatively
Enjoying a fandom later than others does not make someone less of a fan.
Disliking a fanfic does not entitle you to announce that to its creator. Sending hate comments to authors is NEVER justified, even if you disliked the work.
"How do people who don't drink or smoke get through a shit day" babe have you heard of ao3
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
She looked up at his face. He was exhausted, battered, and leaning his head back against the cushions with his eyes closed. The angle completely exposed the long, elegant column of his throat. Buffy found herself staring at the vulnerable expanse of his neck, her pulse fluttering as she watched the steady beat of his heart right beneath his skin. But then her gaze drifted up, getting entirely distracted by his chin. It was perfectly carved and strong, shadowed by day old stubble. Stripped of his usual tweed armour, and his glasses, the raw, protective violence he had just shown cast him in an entirely new light. He looked rugged. He looked undeniably beautiful-and, God help her, absolutely yummy.
The realisation hit her like a freight train, causing her knees to wobble slightly. She was completely physically wrecked from the fight, but as she admired the broad slope of his shoulders and the strength it took to survive what he just did, a fierce, heavy ache developed low in her stomach. Her touches slowed, losing their clinical efficiency and replacing it with a hesitant, tracing reverence along his bruised ribs.
Anthony Head in the music video by Shakatak - Something Special (May 1987)
We write for ourselves, but we post for others.
(this came out of a conversation in the comments on a previous post about an author threatening to stop updating a fic because of lack of engagement)
So there’s this idea that fic writers should write for themselves and not care too much about stats or engagement,
and i totally get the sentiment behind that. if writing becomes entirely about stats and external validation, something important does get lost - creative freedom and joy, conviction in your own writing
but i also think:
“i write for myself, but i post for others.”
because posting fic is not only self-expression. it’s social. ao3 is called an archive, but emotionally it often functions as a community space.
people post for connection, for participation, for others to bear witness to their pain and trauma and grief,
and i don’t think most people are asking to be admired so much as acknowledged. there’s something deeply human about wanting another person to encounter something that mattered to you and go:
“ok, yeah, I see what you were trying to say. I see you.”
especially because fanfic is often people processing very real feelings through fictional characters at a safe distance, one step removed,
and then uploading that deeply personal thing into a shared archive and hoping somebody else might connect with it.
And i think that’s why it hurts so much when you summon up the courage and post a fic into the void and you get nothing back,
and then it’s like,
does anyone see me? does anyone even care?
In all honesty, I write for myself - but I also write for attention. I want people to comment and leave Kudos because it gives me a sense of achievement I don't get anywhere else in life. <3
I made this thing. What an odd thing.
Next weekend I’m going to Camp VC. My first time going and I can’t wait.
A weekend of girls doing it for themselves. Skateboarding, creativity, climbing, hiking, biking, lifting, tattoos, singing, dancing, art.
It cannot come soon enough. I’m even treating myself to taking my camera equipment so watch this space for images in the next few weeks 💙🏴