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Describe your handwriting without using the words “messy” or neat”
my favourite thing on tumblr is reblogging a post like "oh that mutual is gonna love this" and then seeing them reblog it from you
Respect labor. Respect women. Invest in education. Increase school resources.
i'm going to scarborough fair do you guys need anything
I’m the polar opposite of anti-maskers, in that no matter how low the risk of transmitting a disease in the future, I will be wearing a mask. It’s just a part of my going out clothes now.
Am I sick? Am I dysphoric? Am I trying to avoid the facial recognition technology of the dystopic modern age? None of your business, keep your distance.
If you ever, and I mean EVER think that you fucked something up royally, remember that the organizers of the 1904 Olympic marathon:
- Had zero stations for water on the 26 mile (42 km) course
- Accidentally gave North American competitor Tom Hicks a cocktail made of egg whites, brandy, and actual fucking rat poison
- Had a guy come into the race late wearing a beret and cutoff slacks, sneak into an apple orchard during the race because no food had been given to him for 40 hours, eat rotten apples, projectile vomit onto the track, fall asleep for hours, and finish in fourth place OVERALL because most of the other runners collapsed of exhaustion or injuries
- Conducted the race on a dusty road, which caused so much dust to be kicked into the air that an American runner somehow inhaled enough to tear his STOMACH LINING open
- Accidentally released feral dogs onto the track
- Fucked the other competitors up SO BADLY that Tom Hicks—the guy who ate RAT POISON and was HALLUCINATING the entire run—came in first place
oh did I forget to mention that Foxfire aka fairy fire aka chimpanzee fire exists
Foxfire is not a specific type of fungi, but rather refers to bioluminescence emitted by multiple species. Fun fact: it was used to illuminate the barometer and compass needles in one of the world’s first submarines, which incidentally was named Turtle.
wrong gif wrong gif WRONG FUCKING GIF
I HAD A TOTAL OF 3 GIFS SAVED IN MY DOWNLOAD FOLDER I JUST CLICKED THE FIRST ONE THAT WAS GREEN & GLOWING I’M SORRY
some of y’all with printed copies of fanfiction are going to die someday and your books will end up at the secondhand book shop and someone is just going to innocently pick up blorbo/shitto enemies to lovers and when i think of it this way let’s keep printing fanfiction
A lot of marginalized history is lost when people die and folks going through the estate in a hurry, with no idea what they’re looking at, pitch it all in the “Donate” box – or the garbage. This last especially happens when it’s LGBT+.
Fanbinders and folks who received copies: it’s something to think about! Do your part to preserve fandom history.
* Put your books in your will.
* Choose a fannish next of kin. (You can formally designate a fannish next of kin on AO3 for your account there.)
* Put copies of your wishes for the books *between* the books on the shelf.
Speaking as a fandom historian who’s finding it stupidly difficult to collect older zines in SETS so I can document the conversations had in the letters to the editor:
PLEASE DO THIS!!!
Heaven forbid any of you should pass on at an untimely age, but I can’t tell you what a blessing I’d consider it to receive someone’s hand-bound fanfiction as a museum exhibit with a little letter in the front explaining why they picked that story to bind and how they did it. THAT’S HISTORY. THAT’S MAKING HISTORY. That letter would be called “provenance” and it explains where the item came from and how it came to be, and may provide things like a date or place of origin. I’m literally reading a novel-length fanfiction right now in a fandom I have zero interest in because it’s from 1978, I found the author–still alive–online, and I want to talk to her about her fanfiction before it’s too late. You can have that conversation now. Even if you’re like “I’m 17, who cares about my Dream SMP fanfiction?” I assure you, years from now, having a bound copy of your Dream SMP fanfiction will be something to write academic papers about. On the levels of transformative work (since Dream is, himself, making a transformative work of Minecraft), on the fact that this was a digital fandom from which a tangible work was created, on the fact that you took the time to learn amateur bookbinding to make it happen, all of that will be as historically valuable 30 years from now as teenage diaries from the moon landing are today. All of it! Anything you write in there? Thoughts on what you read, on the bookbinding process, on where you found the story? That shit is so valuable it makes gold look cheap.
If you’re in an all-digital fandom, the fact that you have this item tangibly makes you a keeper of record. In other words: if the entire internet went down forever tomorrow, we would still have proof the property existed and some evidence of how people interacted with it, thanks to you. I can’t overstate how important that is, but I can give you an example: do you know we don’t actually know what all the items were in a traditional Victorian condiment set? Today we’ve got salt, pepper, ketchup, sugar, and occasionally mustard, but we have no idea what all of those items were 130 years ago. Nobody ever fucking wrote it down. It was just assumed that you knew what went into A Proper Table Service, and as times and tastes changed, whoops, there goes that knowledge. Are you bookbinding the next Shakespeare? Probably not, but let’s get real, back in 1598 even Shakespeare wasn’t Shakespeare, he was just some guy who wrote pretty good plays–but today we consider his work a wealth of cultural knowledge.
So yes! Keep this stuff! Write down the provenance! Consider also looking into generalized historians like me (there aren’t many of us out there, but the number is growing as academia realizes how much transformative fandom really has its own culture and history), and looking into specific places you want your fannish works to go. There are academic libraries out there absolutely overflowing with Kirk/Spock zines they can’t interpret (because they have nobody on staff who studies fandom history), don’t know what to do with, and now have to consider throwing away because what the hell do they want with a copy of Spockanalia? (ME. SEND IT TO ME.) BUT, there are also academics who’d love to get their hands on this stuff, if only people knew they existed. Do a little research, make fandom historians happy, and rest easy knowing your work will be treated with care and dignity when you’re gone.
Please, please, please do this.
Do it for the historians of the future.
“I’m finally going to write! I have a great idea!”
LAUGHS LOUDLY
OK but like… first sentences don’t have to be there forever. I cannot begin to count the number of times I’ve started a story like:
And just write the ideas down until the story starts to shape itself. Then when you’re ready, go back and delete everything before the point where the story actually starts.
Writing yourself into an idea is a time-honoured technique, and it works.
And sometimes I need to write a scene badly before I can write it well. Like, I need something to react to, to get it right.
Oh, so much all of this!
My first paragraph/section is always my notes. Who, what, when, where, how. Snippets of dialogue or the bare bones of scenes I want to include. I colour it red, then refer to it when I get stuck, and cross out bits that I’ve already done (but don’t delete, never delete your notes!)
The next paragraph/section is the start of the story. It might not be the start, but it’s a start.
There’s like 12 different kinds of tension in this image.
quick question
why is the one in the middle wearing 5 shirts
that’s why she’s being bullied
ok but they also have different versions that show each girl in the group getting bullied by the others
This is a modern work of art
I’ve seen them once labeled as “homoerotic bullying pictures” and honestly don’t know what else to call them
Yesterday I confused a friend because I called him sir and he was like ??? why are you calling me sir we’re friends? And i had to explain that sir is not a word its a feeling. my mac shutting down for no reason is sir. My cat is sir. My pair of jeans is sir. An email that finds me unwell is sir. Two bugs outside my window are sirs.
Examples:
sir please stop eating plastic
sir do you really have to do this right now
sir *intense stare*
my good sir stop that right now
sir why are you just standing in the way
(warningly) sir...
please listen to me sir
(tiredly) sir please.
Too many of us have worked retail.
Sir is very close to, you motherfucker.
You motherfucker (polite)