I'M A GOOD WRITER?????

I just reada really good fic but halfway through I realized "oh shit this is really familiar.... didn't I write something like this once?" And as I kept reading I kept predicting what happened next and the further I went the more convinced I was that they'd ripped off my story-

like, copied the ENTIRE plot and re-written it, just better than I had? The characters were more fleshed-out than mine were, and the POV was more interesting, and the pace made more sense- but it was MY STORY?

So close to the end I was like "holy shit.. do I message them? Ask if my story inspired theirs? Should I be angry? Flattered?" Cause their tags and description didn't mention me AT ALL, which, sure, it's fanfiction to begin with, but if you're using my work than at least credit me as inspo, right? Just to be courteous?

But I get to the end of the final chapter, and it's not finished, and I'm kind of disappointed cause I never finished my story and I was really immersed in their version now and had been looking forwards to seeing how they tied up my loose ends- so I scroll to the bottom to leave a comment, and.

It's MY URL.

IT WAS MY STORY THE WHOLE TIME.

THE ONE *I WROTE*.

In *2013*.

And FORGOT ABOUT

BECAUSE I WAS SO INSECURE ABOUT MY SLOPPY, SHALLOW, AMETEUR WRITING

And I'm just sitting here now staring into space thinking about every shitty story I've ever written now like

IT WAS ALL GOOD?

I Just Reada Really Good Fic But Halfway Through I Realized "oh Shit This Is Really Familiar.... Didn't

IT WAS GOOD THIS WHOLE DAMN TIME??

I'M A GOOD WRITER?????

Diary of an Awkward trans-girl : Day 23 —What the hell is HDG?

Dear Diary,

Okay, so I have this ridiculously adorable trans friend— @sapphothecutewitch who is the kind of cute chaos that makes your gay little soul panic just a bit. She’s a total menace in the most affectionate, gremlin-coded way possible. She’s been trying to get me into this fandom called HDG. I still don’t even really know what it is—some kind of anime or visual novel or fever dream of queer feelings and unhinged energy? But every time she brings it up, it’s with that little sparkle in her eye like she knows something I don’t.

She swears I’d love it. Says it’s got “everything a soft little weirdo like you would love.” Which, rude… but also maybe true?

And the worst part is—I trust her taste. That’s the dangerous bit. Like, I know if I let her show me even one character or plotline, it’s over. I’ll spiral. I’ll fall. She’ll smirk. I’ll be in too deep and she’ll get to say “I told you so,” probably while teasing me with a knowing look.

As a trans girl who’s already got a tendency for obsessive little hyperfixations and emotionally intense friendships that maybe toe the line a little (okay, a lot)… this could be my downfall. And honestly? That’s starting to sound kind of appealing.

Maybe I want to be pulled into a new fandom by a girl who giggles a little too hard. Maybe I want to watch her ramble about her favorite characters while I try (and fail) to understand her. Maybe I want something silly and passionate and weird I can chat with to someone like me.