Ah Yes, Here We Go Again With Shiro Being Keith's Father At The Age Of 5

Y'all ever just suddenly have the overwhelming urge to swim??? Like not actively but you just wanna,,, be in the water and have some Peace

im being so strong about my tummy ache and no one in my class can tell

i just spent the last hours in this and let me tell you tears. like ahhhh, just nine please why did you have to make me feel emotions.

So I love dark Percy but I don’t understand why Annabeth always disapproves?? Like she’ll definitely support him or even be first to turn dark

Percy: I feel so guilty for choking Akyhls

Annabeth: Why? She literally tried to kill us? It was a be or be killed situation and frankly the world would be better without her

Plus, Annabeth’s been in this world since she was 7. It’s just that no one actually thinks she’s being serious cause she’s supposed to be the rational one

Annabeth: I am going to murder the gods -

Piper: Let me know how it goes

And you know how Percy keeps getting into trouble with gods? Annabeth’s the same. If not worse

Piper: Percy literally treated Bacchus like he was nothing

Annabeth: Oh did he now? He should have treated him like dirt. Also I can’t believe he did it without me how dare he -

And you know how Annabeth’s literally redesigning Olympus? She’s going to use it to her advantage.

Annabeth: Yeah so this statue is going to blow up at 5 am during the winter solstice and this one is going to turn everything nearby to ice -

Percy: I’ve never been more in love with you

In conclusion: dark annabeth

what is better than the taste of copper on your teeth after licking the blood off your fingers. the lingering pervading scent filling your lungs as you bathe in your sinful desire.

how dare you mutilate yourself

how dare you impose your wants on your body

your body that is yours to do with as your please

to destroy, to carve, to mutilate

and i want to mutilate, to pick and pick and pick and pick until nothing but blood bleeds down my cheeks, my wrists, my thighs. who is here to stop me from my rightful wants

Tapatio doritos fucking slap.

Especially if you use sourcream as a dip

Fanfolks today need to remember how important The Premise was.

Y'all have heard of The Premise, right?

See, historically there have always been people who saw an extra layer of gayness on certain pairs of fictional people (you just thought of several), and people Back Then even wrote their own fanfic (or as they were called at the time, "pastiches"), but the first widespread queer fanwork to really define the fanfiction genre was KIRK AND SPOCK. Kirk/Spock. K/S. The very first slashfics.

Why this work was vastly, overwhelmingly written by straight women is a discussion for another time, but it was, so that's the main perspective I'm gonna consider here.

How do you - a statistically middle-class, 30+, stay-at-home wife and mother - how do you write slashfic ao3-style in the 1960's before the internet?

Carefully.

Through letters with friends, phone calls, pen pals, and sometimes - sometimes - clandestine meetings of small groups. Whole novels were written communally, round-robin style, by sending typed or handwritten additions chapter by chapter to each other. These were all underground, some deep underground; even the early Trekkie fanzines of the time wouldn't touch them.

And keep in mind, few of these stories were explicitly even sexual! But they were all about a very, very close relationship between two men. In the 1960's.

Guess how cool everyone else was about this.

Actually, for their part, Gene Rodenberry and the other writers were fine with it, saying that they had deliberately written the characters to be two halves of a whole, and if you wanna read it that way, yeah sure, go right ahead. Shatner and Nimoy took it all in good humor, and seemingly still do, each guy basically gesturing to the other and chuckling "I mean, who wouldn't?"

(CORRECTION: At least, they did until Nimoy passed away in 2015. Thanks @richie-is-rich!)

But elsewhere there was vicious backlash against The Premise, and not just within the fandom. This was still at a time in the US and UK when various "sodomy" and "decency" laws made no distinction between homosexual sex acts and just, like, directly lighting another man's cigarette with your cigarette in public. (That, sadly, is not a fucking joke.)

It was probably the closest some suburban cishet women came to understanding the pain of being in the closet. They had to protect this secret from their friends and family at all cost. There were cases of divorces where women lost custody of their children because their writing had come to light.

Can you imagine having such a burning desire to write for your OTP that you were willing to lose everything over it? Even if you were never caught, you still had to be willing to wait weeks, months, to receive a letter in the mail that you had to carefully intercept, read in secret, and then add your own chapter t, also in secret, and then send off, perhaps never to be seen again.

These people were goddamn heroes, and they laid the foundation for the world we live in today. A world where we can read, write, comment on, or share - in a matter of seconds! - literature about two background characters from two different franchises enjoying a really specific kink involving vacuums or something. And that's objectively amazing.

Raise a toast to our fanfiction elders, who simped in the darkness so we could simp in the light of day.

liar

and so i stared at their unflinching face as they spoke

they didn't fidget or stutter

no, nothing so banal as that

they were confident and clear

but behind that confidence

hid a smile that bespoke of their lies

adougieation system

i was actually never taught how to dougie, the amarican education system is so bad here

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