“Sometimes you couldn't believe that this is England's second-best university.” “Speaking objectively?” “Of course. It's a politics essay for Donald Voss.” “Not up to scratch?” “It's his comments. 'You promise so much and deliver worse than nothing.'” “Maybe he deserved it? My gran always used to say, 'You're sharp. Been sleeping in the knife box?' She could have been talking about you.” “Not the way I feel.” “Yeah, OK, pack it in for today. I’ll finish up here.”
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Good Omens | 2.05 The Ball
JEEVES AND WOOSTER 3.02 'The Full House'
X-MEN: FIRST CLASS 2011 | dir. Matthew Vaughn
anyway the actual point of fandom is to inspire each other. reading each other's fics and admiring each other's art and saying wow i love this and i feel something and i want to invoke this in other people, i want to write a sentence that feels like a meteor shower, i want to paint a kiss with such tenderness it makes you ache, i want to create something that someone else somewhere will see it and think oh, i need to do that too, right now. i am embracing being a corny cunt on main to say inspiring each other is one of the things humanity is best at and one of the things fandom is built for and i think that's beautiful
online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
I love British mystery shows set in beautiful peaceful quaint idyllic towns full of simple happy folk who are constantly murdering the shit out of each other.
FSDLKFJDSFdskfjdskjlsfj my god. girl
rest in pieces
Broadchurch | 1.06
the wandering painter, part one
You know that thing when you get to the middle of a story you're writing and then you're like OMG WHAT HAVE I DONE I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING AND I NEVER DID and then you get past the middle and it's fine again? That happens every damn time, doesn't it?
Anyway, I'm having another fun/agonizing fanfiction writer experience of sitting in a situation that I'm writing and wondering I TRULY UNDERSTAND the emotional context of it, AM I GETTING IT WRONG is this accurate is this what it should actually be it is SO EARTH-SHATTERINGLY IMPORTANT TO GET IT RIGHT because the world will ACTUALLY END if I somehow hit the wrong note here, if something is off, EVERYTHING WILL BE DESTROYED
I am so laissez-faire about so many things and cavalierly throw chapters into the world powered by unending and mostly unearned confidence, but I am stopped cold in my tracks by the question about whether a moment is TRULY emotionally honest, FULLY emotionally truthful
WELL IS IT? IS IT?
Happy Sunday. Mine is the happiest. I am in my happiest place, this is what it looks like.
If you're not following any of AO3's social media accounts you might be in the dark as to what kind of "spam comments" have engendered this banner at the top of the site:
These spam comments have been posted about a great deal on the AO3 subreddit for the past couple of days. Initially they comprised a bunch of guest (logged out users) bot comments that insulted authors by suggesting they were using AI and not writing their own fics. Some examples, from the subreddit:
But it then escalated to outright graphic porn images and gifs being posted in comments, again by logged out 'Guest' accounts. Obviously, I'm not going to give examples of those, but between these two bot infestations, AO3 has clearly decided to act and has temporarily closed the ability to post comments for users who are not logged in with an AO3 account.
Unfortunately, this means that genuine readers who don't have an AO3 account won't be able to leave comments on fics that they enjoy.
If you are a genuine reader who doesn't yet have an AO3 account, I strongly suggest getting yourself on the waiting list for one. More and more AO3 authors are now locking their fics down to registered users only - either due to these bot comments or concerns about AI scraping their work - which means you're probably missing out on a lot of great stuff.
Hopefully guest commenting will be enabled again at some point soon, but I suggest not waiting until then. Get yourself on that list.
Wait times are going to be longer than usual at the moment, due to the current Wattpad purge [info on Fanlore | Wattpad subreddit thread], but if you're in line, then your invite will come through eventually.
Update: There's now a Megathread about this on the AO3 subreddit.
Good Omens | 2.05 The Ball
