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This blog is a hate-free zone and everyone is welcome as long as you play by that rule. Enjoy your stay!
Yes, when I said "total nerd", you didn't think I'd leave it at that, right? So here are my main nerdy areas as of this moment:
·Biology, mainly zoology, botany and evolution
·Autism, other neurodiversities, medicine.
·Languages, mainly alphabets, etymology and sign language
·Flight Rising, Pokémon, violin, line dance, Rubik's cube and Daredevil
·COLOURS
What is this blog even?
·Multitudinous fandoms! Daredevil, Flight Rising, Supernatural, Sherlock, Doctor Who, Welcome to Night Vale, all the Avengers, Orphan Black, Star Trek: Voyager, Pokémon and Harry Potter. Also occasionally some Dragon Age, X Files, Lord of the Rings, Teen Wolf and Avatar: the Last Airbender. There will be fanart, gifsets, meta and POSSIBLY SPOILERS, so beware! I ship Destiel, Cophine, Cecilos and Johnlock (the latter only romantically).
·Lots of stuff relating to autism and other disabilities, ableism, mental health/illness, feminism/social justice and queer rights.
·And then there's my Gallifreyan (and some other random homemade art as well) Oh, and cute pets, cool organisms, awesome art and colours, and ALL THE PUNS.
I tag everything obsessively for everyone's convenience. If you want me to add a tag for something, just message me (on anon is fine too) and I'll do my utmost to accommodate your needs!
Why do the different peoples of Middle Earth fight each other instead of bonding over their one shared value: building dangerous architecture without handrails?
Like. Come on. Architects in Middle Earth are, irregardless of species, impractical bastards with murder in their hearts.
The shire has no part in that ^_^
new OC is a Hobbit who tours Middle Earth introducing OSHA regulations to the various peoples
Orcs are like, “…hey uh so we were definitely planning to eat you, but… go on… we want to hear more about these ‘hand rails’ you speak of…”
…well, that escalated quickly. I posted it way back at the end of 2014, it got reblogged by several BNFs in quick succession yesterday, and then it proceeded to rack up like 2,000 notes in one day, so apparently it still needs to be said:
Yes, you are allowed.
You are allowed to write the fic you want, rather than the fic you feel obligated to write. You’re allowed to write crack, crazy realism-defying stunts, self-indulgent trope fic, fucked-up fic about problematic people doing unhealthy things. Fic that doesn’t go through the pre-flight safety check for every swordfight and every BDSM scene, fic that glosses over the ugly real-life fallout of psychological trauma and/or jumping out of a quinjet without a parachute. Or, hey, if that’s your thing, fic that dwells on psychological trauma in loving, messy detail and has at least three punchlines about characters not being able to defy the laws of physics. Any of those things! All those things! We contain multitudes!
Any fic you write is probably going to be a net positive for fandom. The people who were looking for something in your niche get it, the people who didn’t know they wanted something in your niche discover a new thing they like, the people who don’t like it click the back button, the people who really really hate that entire genre of fic get to stroke their hateboners and get high off their own self-righteousness.
If it upsets people? The back button is a failsafe and instantaneous safeword. If it’s not as ~quality~ as other people’s fic? Don’t make me break out that “holy shit! TWO cakes!” comic. If someone takes away a disturbing, unhealthy, or otherwise less-than-wholesome message from your fic? You are not responsible for their failures of critical thinking or reading comprehension, to say nothing of those reading with outright malice looking for something to pounce on after interpreting it as uncharitably as humanly possible. Jesus fucking christ, it’s fanfiction, if people legit want sex ed they should be on Scarleteen. It’s not your job to educate them, certainly not with your fic. It’s not. It’s not. Fic serves so many other purposes. You are allowed to write what you want.
If you are a writer, read this.
You are a creator. Your voice is unique and beautiful and flawed and human and inherently precious. You do not define yourself in opposition. You do not seek to validate your existence by silencing other voices. You create. You add value to the sphere of existence by sheer force of will and your own efforts. Ignore the bullshit from psychotic antis who hate pretty much everything about human beings (especially sex, hoo boy). Ignore the squawking rabble of vicious little demons whose only satisfaction comes from trying to crush everything they see into the same ugly, grey, joyless conformity, and just write. Do it.
Big brain: This dog cannot love me but has a social bond with me because I provide for their needs. I only project the human emotion of love upon it.
Galaxy brain: This dog loves me because ‘human love’ is also a social bond between animals that develops from shared need and experience. We imagine it is unique or spiritual but it is only the same chemicals and electricity that exists in a dog. The dog feels as the dog does. That humans ascribe words or meaning to it does not elevate it or make it more real.
I’m having some sort of moody bpd/rsd episode right now where I think everyone hates me and are laughing at me and it’s all because I tried to talk with my brother, dad and two friends of ours over dinner and it devolved into me being really grumpy and defensive while trying to be cheery and everything from gender to autism started feeling like a competition where I shouldn’t even have been in the lineup and so I ran away before my cheerful façade evaporated but now I feel like it did anyway so everyone hates me because I suck.
what my parents told me: you can do anything if you set your mind to it
what I wish my parents had told me: sometimes you will fail, and it will be scary and it will suck, but you will probably not die
I would also have appreciated: the fact that you can do something if you try very, very hard, does not actually obligate you to spend your life putting forth maximum effort to achieve it. It is okay to not be 1000% driven by life-consuming ambition and instead be satisfied with something less difficult.