i’ve had this in my files for awhile already but i got reminded of this phenomenon tonight and it just. makes me laugh every time. ppl’s online portfolios be like.png

what’s lore olympus

Don’t Add Fanfiction To Your Goodreads Shelf

Hi folks, I know some of you like to use Goodreads to track all your reading and don’t want to distinguish between books and fanfiction.

I am, however, begging you not to do this. It is extremely jarring and disconcerting to be a fic author and find your works somewhere in the wild where you did not personally put them. Fics are not books, are not published in the same way as books, and exist in a precarious legal space.

Please don’t attempt to elide the separation that exists between fandom and the world of official publishing.

Well this is much nicer than how I said it 🤣

[ID: tweet from @westiectweets — “PSA: Don’t Fucking Add Fic to Goodreads What the Fuck”]

update to add:

if you are a fic author and you find your fic on Goodreads, you can get it removed!

Here’s how:

I hope this helps some of my fellow fic authors!

hey guys please reblog this version

I’ve seen multiple people reblogging the original post with tags saying how they have struggled to get their fics taken down off Goodreads & I want folks to know that it IS possible

what part of “do not spend money” do i not understand

Me every time I get a new follower

This fucks exponentially no more "good rep" I want exclusively bad evil metal hardcore rep

me when it is time to work or eat

gay monster fucker rights

and a bonus

Monster Researcher Eclair encounters a Sphinx

The rest of the story is on Patreon

ADHD time blindness be like "oh, today is the 30th? that's fine, December is still next month, that's forever away!

...what do you mean tommorrow?"

happy 1 year anniversary to this post,

DECEMBER IS TOMMORROW.

AGAIN.

Wait what

wait, wait no. isn't there still two days?

No, it's December tomorrow

It is December now

pokemon blood and pokemon bone where you osmosis jones your way through some creature to discover microscopic pokemon

I can get behind that

(Top to bottom: tardigrades, staphylococcus aureus, and mash up of various fungi)

this but they’re the sole source of disease in the Pokemon universe

*doctor places stethoscope on my chest* “Good news and bad news: here’s the good news, I can hear it chanting it’s own name, so diagnosis is easy. The bad news is… you’ve got tuberculosa.”

no context november. figure it out.

@hobbitsetal how could you leave this in the tags I'm 😂😂😂

Ma-ia hi

Ma-ia ho

Ma-ia ha

Ma-ia ha ha

alo

Salut

sunt eu

un… haiduc???

dont you sick fucks make me relive this

SI TE ROG…. IUBIREA MEA PRIMESTE  FERICIEEEEEAAAA  

ALO?

Alo?

si sunt voinic

Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic😂😂😂

VREI SA PLECI DAR

Nu mă, nu mă ieei

NU MĂ, NU MĂ IEI

nu mă, nu mă, nu mă iei

I have no idea what happened here

Lucky bastard. It’s stuck in my head now

CHIPUL TAU SI DRAGOSTEA DIN TEI 

Mya mintesc day oki tay-yay

am i having a stroke

What is this? What is this from? Why do thousands of people know what this is. Apparently it’s Romanian. What is it??

They’re the lyrics to the song Dragostea Din Tei by Moldovan pop group O-zone. It was a very popular song in the early 2000s

We’ve finally reached the point where the old memes are too old for today’s generation… Fs in the chat.

For any wretched zoomers…one of the original viral videos aka the finest of vintage memes

We must not despair as long as we are here, we can teach the children about the ancient texts

i’ve mentioned this here before, but it will remain one of the most ideologically influential experiences of my life: when i was in fifth grade i did a report on post traumatic stress as manifested in veterans of the vietnam war, and my father did me the huge favor of connecting me w/ a vietnam vet friend of his who was diagnosed with PTSD, assuring him that while i was only ten i was bright and curious and he should be as honest with me about his experience as possible. 

i remember entering his office with my tape recorder, sitting in a chair that was too big, and asking him questions about war, and his life after war, while swinging my legs over the edge of the chair. i remember being very, very quiet as he spoke of pulling the car over on the highway for fear of crashing when his hands would shake uncontrollably in response to song on the radio or a smell that he couldn’t be sure was real or sense-memory. and of ruined relationships and anger and american hypocrisy. 

and i also remember that was the day i learned what “valor” meant. he used “valor” in a sentence and i didn’t know that word, and when i asked him to explain “valor” he became very quiet. and i can’t remember precisely what he said, if he ever offered me the dictionary definition or not, but i do remember him looking very sad, and saying something about our country’s idea of “valor”, and also something about a broken promise. and there was an edge to his words that i couldn’t parse at the time that i would later come to understand was bitterness, that he sounded bitter. 

to this day i can’t hear or read the word “valor” without seeing sunlight coming through his office window at a slant, close-to-sunset light, and feeling the kind of quiet, confused, completely internalized panic a child feels when they sense that a grown up is trying very hard not to weep in their presence. 

okay some of the stuff i made in 2017 was really good actually

i jumped out of bed in a cold sweat to make this

id: first image is the tumblr halloween icon, which depicts a skeleton-like ghoul in a spooky red robe. the second image is the same ghoul, now photoshopped to look like they're dabbing. end id

id: tags that read, “make her tpose.” end id.

On it boss

id: image of the same icon, now with the ghoul t-posing. end id.

Id: tag you that reads “let’s get this to 69k before Halloween people.” End id

LET ME LIVE