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I rarely shit post, but the internet is really on point with me today...
[Image ID: Tweet from Tim Seeley (@/ HackinTimSeeley) reading: There's a subset of fandom whose view is that if anything isn't for them it must not be for anyone. Your goal as a creator should be to never, ever make anything for those people. /End ID]
This just in
“Unless it’s pedophilia or incest–”
No, shut up. You do not get a free pass to harass anyone because of a ship.
Nobody is saying you have to like it, you can despise whatever ships as much as you want, but do. Not. Harass. People.
Harassment does real harm; bootyholelicker’s Tumblr post about two fictional sisters kissing doesn’t do jack shit.
Free blocklist in the notes.
Our fandom forbearers did NOT suffer through Anne Rice, strikethrough, and other bullshit for fucking ACOTAR and Harry Potter fans to fucking ruin it for all of us by selling fanfiction. I am not losing novel length yaoi epics because some of you don't know how to act in fannish spaces and yes I do blame the booktokification of fanfic but I also blame those of you that treat fandom like content to consume and not a community to engage with.
Seriously people, learn fandom etiquette. It exists, it exists for extremely good reasons, and it's been decades in the making.
You know the saying, 'OSHA regulations are written in blood'? Yeah, that applies to fandom etiquette. We didn't make this shit up to lord it over newcomers, these rules evolved as a form of fucking self-defense and by god we'll die on this hill.
So stop putting other people's fanfictions on KINDLE UNLIMITED!!!
In case you're unaware: that can (and will) get the writer and publisher a Cease & Desist and very possibly a lawsuit. Which they will lose.
Fanfic must be free or else it is breaking copyright — even advertising on a fanfic website is risky.
You do not own the copyright. You do not own the characters. You do not make money off copyrights that are not your own.
Who TF is putting fanfic on Kindle Unlimited??
Don't list it on fucking Goodreads either ffs.
Nor list them on The Stoeygraph. Nor post yor fics to Patreon.
just so you know, you have some followers who enjoy/write fanfiction. not saying their urls rn bc i don’t wanna air out dirty laundry in public but if you want them so you can block and report, just say the word and i’ll dm you a list
BRO?
Reblog if you're self indulgent and perverted lmao
fellas is it perverted to think happy thoughts
Reblog if you *checks notes* are not a miserable fuck.
kudos are nice but for the love of all that is holy please please please leave comments! just a smiley face or a \^o^/ will do!
Dedication by Alexandra Rowland in the front of A Taste Of Gold And Iron.
I thank you all, too. I wouldn't have gotten to writing and letting people read what I wrote, without all of you writers and fellow readers.
I am looking FORWARD to THIS!
Remember to save your fanfics and other medias you like because soon it's gonna be censored as 'corn'
Fandom: Vampire Hunter D Pairing: Reader x D Pre Relationship
You knew you were being followed.
The steps that came from behind were unhurried, they did not rush whenever you did, but it was late and the sun was beginning to fall. And the steps never stopped.
You were supposed to go and buy some tea for your mother, but now, you were regretting having to give into her weeping. You would think the woman was going to die without the tea. So, here you were; alone in a near empty street trying to get away from whomever was following you. They were patient and you were getting more and more scared.
On impulse, you entered a bar and looked around. That is when you spotted him, tall and near hidden in the shadows, the man was nursing a large cup.
You rushed towards him.
"Sir, please, I know we do not know each other, but I am being followed may I sit? I can buy you something for your trouble." Your heart was racing and hoped the man would allow you too.
The man lifted his face a little and you nearly flinched, whomever he was, he had noble blood. He was too pale, to finely sculpted not to have it. He looked at you nearly disinterestedly, "Sit. It grows late, I will finish my coffee and take you home. You should not wander."
Relief washed all over you, "Thank you kindly sir, I am Y/n. I appreciate you taking the trouble to indulge me."
"I am D." He said with a near imperceptible shrug. "I do not like people who hunt others for fun."
You bit your lip when you noticed the sword at his hip. A hunter. Of course he would notice that some men would follow others, to rob them, to steal them… or worse. "Well, thank you. May I get you something as thanks?"
"No. Sit, calm down. I give you my word, you are safe."
Just as he said, three men entered the bar and you near fainted. They were the men who worked for a local wealthy man who kept bothering you. "I think those are them," you whispered.
D had no reaction except taking a sip from his coffee. "Fools. As I said, you are safe." He waved a waitress over, "Bring her a cup of tea, she need it."
"You don't need…"
"No, I do not. But you do, drink your tea and try and calm yourself."
So you did. The waitress had brought chamomile, which helped. And once he was done, D stood and you followed, he walked at you side until you were safely back home. "Take care of yourself."
"You too, D. Thank you." You said and rushed inside and locked the door, once done, you watched as he walked away. You were safe.
Fandom:: ASoIaF Characters: Ned, Catelyn, Sansa and Lyanna Stark Summary: Ned does not know how to reach Sansa. Note: This iThis is a Kink Meme fill, I do not remember what round the prompt is, but the prompt itself would not leave my mind. This is not a Ned bashing fic, just trying a different angle and doing my best to fill the request of the prompt.
Ned does not know how to reach Sansa.
Oh, his daughter is polite, obeys his words and generally helped in whatever form she could during their run towards Riverrun. But he is not blind, his daughter is distant.
Fandom: Netflix's Sandman Pairing: Morpheus x Reader
Morpheus could not help but to notice that you seemed to be giving him small little trinkets and gifts every now and then. However, he could not deny that it made him feel cared for.
Your gifts were not extravagant, sometimes they were small bits of origami that you liked to do. Others, a nicely scented candle. Soft, comfortable socks. A costume made bookmark. A nicely framed photo that you had taken from a flower. Tickets to a movie you insisted that he take Death with him. A box of chocolates or cookies. Homemade meals or desserts that you often gave him more and told him to share with Matthew and Lucienne. Sometimes, you even made him care packages, full of snacks and tea or baking mixes. Recipes for drinks, be them alcoholic and not, it did not matter. One particularly memorable event was when you insisted in taking him out for coffee, there had been a mischievous look in your eye and he had worried, but as it turned out, the café was hosting an open mic for poetry and the two of you spend a lovely time sipping coffee for you, Mexican hot chocolate for him and listening to people pour their soul into their poetry.
He was pretty sure that he should be reciprocating, but he was still a bit lost in the new customs of courtship of this century. However, he did not know that he already had given you something that you treasured beyond material gifts, his heart.
(Access to his library was another massive bonus. But his heart was what mattered the most.)
I enjoy the Two Cakes Philosophy and I believe it deserves its place enshrined in fandom culture.
Forgive me for the extended metaphor but I also want to simultaneously celebrate what I’m calling Bakery Display Case Philosophy. You know when you walk into a bakery and the display case is full of beautiful treats? And there’s a variety of different colors, textures, and flavors to discover? And that’s so deeply exciting?
You might say to yourself, “No one is going to want to read this pairing. No one is going to want to want a character study of that character. No one wants genfic in this fandom, only shipfic.”
And you might use that to discourage yourself from writing a certain fic.
Fandoms, like bakeries, need cakes and cookies and éclairs and cream puffs and shortbread and brownies and pies and tarts and petit fours and turnovers and cinnamon rolls and madeleines and meringues—and so many other things—to survive.
Write your dark chocolate pistachio croissant fic. Your fandom needs it actually.
Our fandom forbearers did NOT suffer through Anne Rice, strikethrough, and other bullshit for fucking ACOTAR and Harry Potter fans to fucking ruin it for all of us by selling fanfiction. I am not losing novel length yaoi epics because some of you don't know how to act in fannish spaces and yes I do blame the booktokification of fanfic but I also blame those of you that treat fandom like content to consume and not a community to engage with.
Seriously people, learn fandom etiquette. It exists, it exists for extremely good reasons, and it's been decades in the making.
You know the saying, 'OSHA regulations are written in blood'? Yeah, that applies to fandom etiquette. We didn't make this shit up to lord it over newcomers, these rules evolved as a form of fucking self-defense and by god we'll die on this hill.
So stop putting other people's fanfictions on KINDLE UNLIMITED!!!
In case you're unaware: that can (and will) get the writer and publisher a Cease & Desist and very possibly a lawsuit. Which they will lose.
Fanfic must be free or else it is breaking copyright — even advertising on a fanfic website is risky.
You do not own the copyright. You do not own the characters. You do not make money off copyrights that are not your own.
And also, please don't upload fanfics to goodreads or storygraph...
So I just saw a post by a random personal blog that said “don’t follow me if we never even had a conversation before” and?????? Not to be rude but literally what the fuck??????????
I’ve had people (non-pornbots) try to strike conversation out of nowhere in my DMs recently, and now I’m wondering if they were doing that because they wanted to follow me and thought they needed to interact first. I feel compelled to say, just in case, that it’s totally okay to follow this blog (or my side blog, for that matter) even if we’ve never talked before.
Also, I’m legit confused. Is this how follow culture works right now? It was worded like it’s common sense but is that really a thing?
Saw a sharp increase in my follower count after posting this. The legitimacy of it is driving me nuts so I also feel the need to say that you can follow anyone on here regardless of whether you’ve interacted with them or not. People like the above mentioned blog are exceptions. Perhaps they themselves think they aren’t and therefore will act like they aren’t, but they are, trust me.
Just follow anyone you wanna follow. The worst thing that can happen is maybe getting soft-blocked by the other person, but if they do soft-block you, then they were never that worth following in the first place.
wow. really hope this isn't actually a norm taking hold with new users! this isn't facebook, you don't need to know people before following them
this is the '10 year mutuals you've never spoken to once' site
Fandom: The Silmarillion Pairing: Maglor x Modern Fem Reader (Pre-Relationship) Note: This is where I'll be putting the fics I titled 'Ever Love', I had forgotten I already had a series for Tolkien x Reader.
You felt Maglor's eyes on you and turned, "What? Is something wrong?"
"Nay, I just…"
It was then when it hit you. "Ah, is my foreignness too obvious?"
Maglor hesitated, "If I say yes, would you be offended?"
Fandom: House of the Dragon Characters: Aemond Targaryen, Otto Hightower and Vhagar Warning: Character Death
Who does this youngling think he is? She is Vhagar! Dragonness of the late, great Visenya. Ugh, this current generation could not measure up to Visenya or Maegor.
Fandom: ASoIaF Characters: Sansa Stark, Tyrion Lannister Warning: Character Death
In her chamber, Sansa wakes in cold sweat.
Her heart is racing and her palms feel clammy. All her instincts are screaming at her that something is wrong. She looks at the window, outside, the stars and the moon can be seen, so she strains her hearing to see if there is something out of place, but the castle seems too quiet and calm for that.
The Queen.
Fandom: ASoIaF Characters: Robb and Catelyn Stark, Cersei Lannister Summary: Robb receives news
"Your Grace! My Lady Stark! I bear news!" Riverrun's Maester rushed towards the chamber King Robb, Lady Catelyn, Lord Edmure and The Blackfish were making plans. As one, the family looked up and he gave a quick bow, "Your Grace, I bear a letter from the Hand of the King, Lord Tyrion Lannister; he wishes to create peace… and deliver the Lady Sansa back to her family."
Lady Catelyn stood so fast, she nearly toppled her chair. "And why is that? What has happened, Maester?"
"King Joffrey died," he watched as those present gasped and shouted their disbelief. "It seems King Joffrey had an accident, he died cutting himself on the throne."
The eyes of those in the room were very wide indeed.
"And what about Sansa, what about my daughter? And what of Arya? What of her?"
He cringed, "It seems that the Lannisters lost the Lady Arya," shouts of fury were heard all over the room. "Lord Tyrion speaks of her vanishing, but the Lady Sansa is well guarded and he wishes to send her back. He invited representatives of the North to the Keep, he swears to keep the peace and offer guest rights to negotiate."
Silence.
"Robb, my son, I beg of you to send me." Lady Catelyn spoke with a firm voice, though her eyes were glazing. "Send whomever else you wish, but I wish to be reunited with Sansa, I beg of you."
"And Sansa will be inclined to speak with you better than with any of our men, save perhaps the Mormont ladies," Robb nodded. "Very well, mother, I shall permit it. Uncle Brynden, would you do me the honor of accompany mother? I shall place a strong guard and will move a regiment as close as possible, I will not take any chances."
"Aye, nephew, I shall go with my niece."
"Very well, I shall think of the honor guard. I will inform you all when the decision will be made." Robb nodded to his mother, "We will get Sansa back, mother. And we know what happened to Arya, we will make further plans."
Catelyn nodded.
~~
Cersei Lannister paced the room in which her disgusting brother was keeping her. That bloody dwarf believed himself to be better than her? No. He was nothing but an abomination and she would not let Sansa Stark go. She was their only way to keep the North subdued and under her thumb.
Those savages did not know who they were treating with.
She was Cersei Lannister, daughter of Tywin and Joanna; she was the Light of the West, rightful Queen of these Seven Kingdoms and she would not be told what to do by a disgusting, mother-killing dwarf. She looked at the door and snarled, she needed to get out of here. And then, oh then, she would make them pay.
She was the Queen, after all.
She had waited far too long for her to be quiet, it was her time to rule and make her place in history by proving that she was the only child of Tywin worth speaking off. She would surpass even him. Soon enough, Tywin Lannister would only be known as her father.
And her enemies would pay.
She would be the King Joffrey never got to be. Oh her sweet child, she missed him. She loved him. He was the best part of her, but he was gone and the Gods could not bring him back.
It was up to her now. She was the Queen.
