Going from being an introverted lurker on reddit to trying to post my own stuff here is so wild. I keep typing out a post, deleting it, then retyping because I think it’s not good enough but then I look at other posts and why am I so worried?
It’s like I’m at a fancy Italian restaurant and keep glancing around the room to see which hand people use to pick up the forks. But then I realize that everyone is shoveling spaghetti into their mouths using their bare hands and I’m like ah okay so I’m clearly overthinking this
This restaurant is absolute chaos and I’m giving it 5 stars
hey what was in the water with the stucky fandom for real they did some off the fucking chainnnn things on ao3 and for what.
the full on courtroom drama fics. the illustrated fics on ao3 that were like fucking baroque oil paintings. the epistolary shit. some mf wrote pieces of a fake book by a historian. we had works cited. this fanfction has a bibliography. how can we bottle this and distribute it en masse to other fandoms.
‘you have x many followers’ those r cadavers girl. corpses. abandoned vessels of blogs who once were. its the apocalypse in there. its me and my 5 mutuals against the world.
