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I'm not very good at this and had hoped that I'd never have to do this. Yesterday morning bifinmediasres passed away. They were such a wonderful person. I'm honestly not sure what else to say. They will be missed so much.
Does anybody else get legitimately worried when a fanfic author who was updating regularly just suddenly disappears with no warning? Like, is it a serious case of writers block or are they in a coma? Did they just up and quit? Was it me? Were my reviews not good enough?! Did they die 😳?! Were they kidnapped? Do I need to file a missing persons report? Excuse me officer, there’s been 13 weekly updates and now nothing for months! Find them! What’s their name?! Name!? I don’t know their name but they write 3k+ chapters and I need them safe and back in my life!
Sir, that’s my emotional support fanfic author.
Officer: i’m sorry, but you can’t file this person missing.
Me: you don’t have all the facts.
Officer: which are?
Me: i love them.
So, painful story, but I’ve really needed to tell it for a while.
My best friend, the woman I loved for 13 years, was a fic writer in the middle of an especially long piece. She updated on a schedule and had for years. She had a small, but loyal following.
And then she died out of nowhere. One day we were laughing, the next she was in a coma, 3 days later she was dead. She hadn’t been ill and to this day we don’t know what took her. She was just gone.
I knew she had friends all over the world so I went into her email to see if I could find addresses and notify people after a week of blind grief. In her inbox were about a dozen concerned messages from her readers. I cried. I cried and cried and I responded to all of them, telling people she had passed.
And the messages kept coming. Those people spread the word and message after message came in, most of them addressed to me now, as I had given those original readers my contact info. There were words of comfort and grief and just every emotion imaginable in that scenario. I wrote back to them all, thanking them and comforting them.
For months after she died, during the worst of my grief, I had those messages. I had those people. And they had me. I really think I might not have made it to the other side without them.
So, the fact that you care? That you think of them? That these authors who became a presence in your world are missed when they aren’t there? It means something very real. On the off chance that the author did die? Anyone who has seen this post will find comfort during the loss of their friend or family member, knowing that you all exist. That they aren’t alone. That you CARE that the world now lacks their loved one.
So, yeah. I’ve seen this post and ones like it for years and wanted to share this story. I finally could today.
Thank you, every person who reblogged this post. People like you are the biggest reason I’m alive today.
I've felt like this about so many fic writers, but I genuinely can't imagine anyone feeling this way about my writing. That being said, to anyone who's been reading my fic, I do genuinely feel terrible for disappearing off the face of the earth for months at a time. It will undoubtedly happen again though.
I hope everyone had a great first week of pride month (especially my disabled, neurodivergent, Black, Indigenous trans and non binary siblings and queer peers of color, including my fellow demis, demiros, and agender friends). My week started off with some much needed family time and lots of yummy food. I engaged in a little rainbow capitalism (I'm weak dear ones). The weather and the extra activity caused me a fair amount of pain, so I've been taking it easy the last few days. I did manage to get some jewelry done I'm really happy with.
I hope your week was spent with people who love and accept you, doing things that feed your soul. And if you find yourself in need of community or support know I'm here for you. Never doubt your place in this community. Whether you're out or still in the closet. No matter what pronouns you use. No matter how you present. No matter where you are in regards to medically transitioning. No matter your gender identity or sexuality. Know that you are enough. You have always been enough. Much love dear ones 💜 Happy Pride 🏳️🌈
Genuinely confused how I managed to gain new followers in the last couple weeks but regardless, welcome! Happy to have you here!
Alright fellow fanfic friends, it’s Friday, the best day of the week, and it’s about to get a lot more fun. Ya know why?
This is a weekly event, to be held every Friday (obviously) and is open to all fanfic writers in any fandom! Don’t be shy about sending asks to blogs you don’t know—this is a great way for writers to get to know different blogs and fics, and make new friends!
(in case you feel like you’ve seen something like this before, this is based of of writeblr’s Storyteller Saturday, aka STS!)
My Recent Contribution to the Indiana Disability Justice Hub’s Call For Submissions
*This is exactly what it says on the tin. I know a lot of people saw this piece on social media already, but I thought sharing it here would make it easier for some others to access. As always thank you for your continued support of my work. I appreciate everyone who reads, shares and likes my writing, as well as all of you following along with this journey. Much love dear ones.
Since it’s Mental Health Action Day and Global Accessibility Awareness Day it seemed like the perfect time to talk about a few things weighing on my mind lately. This was very nearly a social media post, but would have made for a really long Facebook status. What I need to say is better suited for long form. To start, there are very real barriers to mental health care for disabled people.…
I know I hardly ever post here anymore, but Husband and I have been marathoning Darkwing Duck and there's been great kalluzeb stuff on tumblr recently. So naturally my mind wandered, then my hand slipped and...well...this happened.
For those who don’t know, I started therapy at the beginning of March. Prior to starting, like months and months prior, I’d been doing a lot of work and research by myself with fairly good results. But I finally reached a point where I realized I needed a professional’s input and direction. Even in the short amount of time since I met my therapist I’ve noticed our sessions are helping me. In the…
This is undoubtedly a trivial, probably pointless thing to bring up, especially in the midst of *gestures broadly at the last year*, but I’ve yet to shake this feeling so I’m going to talk about it. There is a strange relief that comes with knowing it’s the weekend, or even the end of the traditional 9-5 work day. I say strange because as an unemployed person those things don’t matter to me the…
*** A quick note about the following, first and foremost TRIGGER WARNING FOR MED TRAUMA AND PANIC ATTACKS. Please be gentle with yourselves and don’t read this if it’s going to cause you distress. Now for some background: this came about after a friend posted a writing prompt on social media with the challenge of writing a scene using all senses but sight; immediately this idea came to mind and…
Be A Mushroom – 100th Post
This is my hundredth post to this blog. Six years after first launching it, and a year and a half after I actively started writing here, I’ve made it to a hundred posts. When I first realized I was coming up on a hundred posts, I immediately started thinking of it as this major milestone. I had planned on writing a post full of meaning and depth to really mark the occasion. Dear ones this is not…
To the Hole In My Home
Note: I originally had the idea for this piece back in November as part of the social media contest “Letters To Home” (h/t Tabitha Brown for the inspiration). But I never got around to writing it, and it’s been in various drafting stages for the last month or so. But here it is finally. I hope you enjoy it. Deep in the hills of the Ohio River Valley, there is a small town located smack dab on a…
After four years, the Trump administration ended. This last year alone saw our country dealing with the loss of hundreds of thousands of lives to COVID-19 as the number of cases continues to rise. On top of that increase in violence against African Americans resulted in nationwide protests which were met with more violence. This is what the Biden administration is inheriting. These are the…
Before I get into this topic, a warning: this might get controversial. You ready? Ok…Google is your friend. In fact the internet at large is quite pleasant, especially if what you’re after is information in order to better educate yourself on a topic. So often I see people online, often members of one or more marginalized community (Black, POC, Indigenous, disabled, LGBTQ+) talking about being…
Everything Doesn’t Need To Be A Blog Post
Hello dear ones. I’ve missed you, yes even those of you I’ve never met. I’ve missed this connection, this feeling of reaching people with my writing. And if you’re new to my blog, welcome! I’m the Bif in question. I hope you enjoy what you read here and are able to take something away with you. As I said I’ve missed this. It’s been weeks since I posted and a few months since I’ve honestly wanted…
