The Things I Would Do For Eris Vanserra Rn

sickens me to my stomach. how dare this guy get to live my dream.

your fingers will grip mine

to say things words can't describe

_rupi Kaur, fingers

The Three Laws of Fandom

If you wish to take part in any fandom, you need to accept and respect these three laws.

If you aren’t able to do that, then you need to realise that your actions are making fandom unsafe for creators. That you are stifling creativity.

Like vaccination, fandom only works if everyone respects these rules. Creators need to be free to make their fanart, fanfics and all other content without fear of being harassed or concern-trolled for their creative choices, no matter whether you happen to like that content or not.

The First Law of Fandom

Don’t Like; Don’t Read (DL;DR)

It is up to you what you see online. It is not anyone else’s place to tell you what you should or should not consume in terms of content; it is not up to anyone else to police the internet so that you do not see things you do not like. At the same time, it is not up to YOU to police fandom to protect yourself or anyone else, real or hypothetical.

There are tools out there to help protect you if you have triggers or squicks. Learn to use them, and to take care of your own mental health. If you are consuming fan-made content and you find that you are disliking it - STOP.

The Second Law of Fandom

Your Kink Is Not My Kink (YKINMK)

Simply put, this means that everyone likes different things. It’s not up to you to determine what creators are allowed to create. It’s not up to you to police fandom. 

If you don’t like something, you can post meta about it or create contrarian content yourself, seek to convert other fans to your way of thinking.  

But you have no right to say to any creator “I do not like this, therefore you should not create it. Nobody should like this. It should not exist.”

It’s not up to you to decide what other people are allowed to like or not like, to create or not to create. That’s censorship. Don’t do it.

The Third Law of Fandom

Ship And Let Ship (SALS)

Much (though not all) fandom is about shipping. There are as many possible ships as there are fans, maybe more. You may have an OTP (One True Pairing), you may have a NOTP, that pairing that makes you want to barf at the very thought of its existence.

It’s not up to you to police ships or to determine what other people are allowed to ship. Just because you find that one particular ship problematic or disgusting, does not mean that other people are not allowed to explore its possibilities in their fanworks.

You are free to create contrarian content, to write meta about why a particular ship is repulsive, to discuss it endlessly on your private blog with like-minded persons.

It is not appropriate to harass creators about their ships, it is not appropriate to demand they do not create any more fanworks about those ships, or that they create fanwork only in a manner that you deem appropriate.

These three laws add up to the following:

You are not paying for fanworks content, and you have no rights to it other than to choose to consume it, or not consume it. If you do choose to consume it, do not then attack the creator if it wasn’t to your taste. That’s the height of bad manners.

Be courteous in fandom. It makes the whole experience better for all of us.

*Rituals of Pretence mild spoiler I guess.*

Vanserra hair is red. Yes. My headcanon is that Vanserra hair takes on the tone and flickering quality of the flame source cast upon it. So when lit in candlelight, it takes on the colour and flickering of that flame. Does this make sense?

Sooooo when Nesta's flames are cast, Vanserra hair becomes silver, taking on the colour and movement of her flames.

I hope I explained that clearly, I feel like I'm about to burst. I need someone to be as excited about this as I am. Please and thank you. 😭😭

If you ship Obi Wan x Anakin (or any other master x padawan ship) you’re gross pass it on

random things i hear pt 4

(talking about communication between group members for a group project)

person a: but what if I get my phone taken away so I can’t text y’all?

person b: why would you get your phone taken away?

a: cuz i get grounded all the time

b: why

a: for sneaking out

person c: then don’t sneak out. it’s not that hard.

a: first of all, that’s what she said, and second of all, if I don’t sneak out, then how am I supposed to get more weed?

b: .....that makes so much sense.....

a: what?

c: you’re always high. that’s why you’re the way that you are.....

i want to take a minute to remind everyone that when you stop boosting palestinian voices and information and videos about what’s happening, you are directly aiding the occupation

the occupation is working hard to stifle and silence, through deletion of accounts, blocking whatsapp numbers, jailing and murdering those who speak up, ethnic cleansing and apartheid, assassinating the press, bombing the press buildings, and trying to rewrite the narrative in their favor while they do it with the support of one of the most powerful countries in the world and the help of companies like meta and others

oftentimes, the only way to help is simply by boosting content. by spreading the truth, no matter how big or small your audience is, you are helping immensely

silence, however, only aids the oppressor

The ending of Francesca mirroring the feeling of a storm to play on the motif of punishment for the lustful being an endless hurricane that sweeps them off their feet only for the vocals to defiantly assert that he would not change a thing and that heaven could not fit such a love anyway, is exactly the kind of deconstructive intertextual brilliance I’m expecting from this album and this is exactly why I want to marry Mr. Hozier for his brain not his body

does existence ever make you just... ache? 

i see and hear and know about so many atrocities and it’s just so overwhelming. how can people stand by as these things happen? how can people do these things? and i’m not just talking about things on the national, or global scale. how can people cheat on their partners? how can they stand to hurt someone like that? how can people be abusive? how do people rape and beat and murder others in cold blood? how do leaders turn a blind eye to the suffering of their people? how can a parent manipulate and abuse their child? 

how can anyone do anything horrible and not feel as if their brain is being ripped apart? how do their hearts not feel as if they’re being stretched to a snapping point and crushed all at the same time, when they hurt someone?

and at the same time,

i see and hear and know of such boundless love, such all-encompassing, unconditional adoration, and i know how i feel it for others, but i can’t possibly imagine someone feeling that way for me. and for this, i feel so arrogant. so self-absorbed. i’m ashamed at how sometimes i feel as if no one, never in the expanse of human existence, could ever feel these things as raw as i can. how only i bear the weight of the world, how only i feel as if all the suffering and weeping of the world is projected onto, into, my heart, and how my heart so often feels as if it’s combusting from all this.

i just... ache. i don’t know if i’m alone in this pain (i hope i’m not), but even the knowledge that those who experience emotions the way i do exist as well would not ease this burden, i think.