#but you're not gonna get that online. you're just not.

[a-b-riddle]

Part Three

Warning: If you don't like Taylor Swift, you're not gonna like this chapter that much, homie. But So Long, London is so fitting for this drabble series. (I guess a series since it's longer than a drabble at this point)

Can’t stop thinking about reader just trying to move on

You had to remind yourself several times not to check in with the guys. It had almost become second nature doing something big like this. But going to another country…

Not that they would care. You told yourself. It was for the best that way.

The expo went better than you expected. You didn’t believe that there would be a line out the door of eager readers wanting to read your book, but you got a decent amount. More than a few told you they couldn’t wait to read it. Several asking for photos and asking questions on any future books, a spin-off or even continuing the series.

When one a particular large group of girls your age asked for a group photo, you could have cried. They were had found each other in an online book club. You had given them your book several months ago. All copies signed with a note thanking them for taking the time to read what you had poured your heart into.

You had spent a large chunk of your free time talking to them. Bonding more so as women than over your book.

"Have you listened to Taylor's new album?"

It had only been out for two days and you had been able to avoid it like the plague. You didn't need to even listen to 'So Long, London' to know it would fucking gut you. So you would enjoy your time in the states. Save the listening experience for when you were packing up their stuff.

They had posted and tagged you before continuing on with the rest of the expo. You had reposted the photo to your own social media. Or at least one attached to the pen name you had crafted. You only had twelve thousand instagram followers, but it was something.

The first day was much like the second. You had attended several Q & A sessions with a panel of more experienced authors and managed to go to a few meet and greets. Before you knew it, it was time to pack up shop.

The agent the publishing house had assigned to you had stuck with you for most of the day. You were able to pick her brain a bit about new ideas for possible future plot lines and her thoughts. Overall, the trip was great.

Not only were you able to make great connections and take a lot back home with you to reference, but for a few days you forgot what waited for you back home. Or rather what wasn't waiting for you.

By the time your plane landed back in London you could barely hold yourself up. You left the expo, went straight to the hotel to shower, pack and head to the airport.

Your flight was delayed. Your luggage was taking forever to get onto the belt. It was only seven, but fuck if you weren’t ready to just call it a day. Tomorrow you would have to start again. Opening up the shop. Coming back to an empty flat. Maybe start gathering up the items the boys had left behind.

Should you give them in separate boxes or just one giant one and let them sort it out themselves? It was easy to discern whose sweatshirt and t-shirts belonged to who, but when it got to things like socks and chargers...

Yeah.

They could sort it themselves.

You could drop it off at Kyle's when you knew he would be at the gym. He was good at avoiding you anyway.

It wasn't until you stood in your apartment did it hit you.

You were alone.

For the first time in over a year you couldn't call one of them over to soothe that ache of loneliness.

For the first time in over a year, you had to relearn how to handle just being alone.

You usually showered at night. Washing away the grime of the day before settling into bed. But today was a new chapter. You woke up wanting to start it on a good note. Plus you went straight to bed after getting home so you still had a bit of airport funk on you.

It had been a week. One official since you had sent that text nailing the coffin shut. You had touched base with your friends who didn't bat an eye at you dating four men at once. They liked them, even if Simon scared them. You didn't give them the details of the breakup or the cause. You were pretty private in your problems and if you wanted relationship advice, you would seek an unbiased unopinion.

You had a good group of friends, but the moment you told them that you were well and truly heartbroken, they would insist the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else. Something you were nowhere near ready for.

So you needed to look like you had your shit together. You put on a dress that was feminine and, most importantly, comfy as fuck. An A-line floral frock paired with a light sweater and some white trainers. You knew a few of your friends would be stopping by for tea so you need to look like you were taking the separation well. Even if you were barely holding it together.

With makeup and perfume on, you started the early morning stroll to your shop.

You loved openings. Starting up the register and selecting the playlist for today. Picking out the essential oil to put in the diffuser even though you mostly stuck with a lavender and vanilla blend during the spring months.

For the morning you stuck with a Taylor Swift Instrumental playlist you had found initially for studying, but you liked the peaceful feeling it brought. Even when it covered the most gut wrenching songs.

You had started to collect the online orders that had accumulated over the last week. Sending out the e-mails alerting to your patrons that their orders were ready for pick up. Luckily you weren't set to receive a delivery until tomorrow.

It was eight and everything was set. Although not many people came to a bookstore at eight in the morning, it really didn't bother you opening up that early considering you were the only employee that was on the payroll. It gave you the possibility of making money, but mostly you spent the morning reading or writing.

You flipped the sign over from CLOSED to OPEN. Ready to start take on the day.

You had turned the kettle on in the back room when your friends had stopped by around lunch. You always said it was just tea, but you always had an array of snacks on standby for you all to munch on.

Meredith was complaining about what a dick the new client at the law firm was being. An absolute slime who had been married to his wife for almost twenty-five years before he decided to fuck his twenty-two year old assistant.

Tabitha didn't want to talk about work. To her, her career in tech was just a paycheck. She did what she needed to do and left when she was done.

You talked about the expo and how your book. Although neither of them really read, they had promised that they would read your book. You didn't hold your breath. They had reposted your posts as well as making ones of their owns in celebration of you. Words of praise about your dedication and hard work.

You realized that even though they couldn't give you the support you needed as readers, they supported you blindly. You could have written absolute garbage, but they would still support you.

You talked about how many people liked your book and wanted pictures and to sign their copies.

Then came the question you had been rehearsing since you had texted them a week ago. They both shared a look before Meredith finally asked.

"How are you holding up?" You gave a half-smile and a shrug. So perfectly rehearsed in your head you were ready to deliver your lies lines.

"I'm fine," you lied. "It was just fading so there isn't much of a difference, I guess." Not necessarily a lie. "We just wanted different things and were on different paths in life." Not a lie. "It's for the best." You weren't sure if that last one was a lie or not just yet.

They both shared a passing look before returning their gazes back to you. "You know you can come to us about this stuff." Tabitha's hand reached across the table, placing a hand on top of yours.

"It wasn't going to work out." You added. "Situations like that don't and I should have known better."

"A situation?" Meredith asked. "When have you ever called it a situation?"

"It always was one."

"I love you enough to call bullshit." She raised her eyebrow at you, crossing her arms over her chest. "You loved them and you need to stop pretending this is easy."

"You're a divorce lawyer, Mere," You reminded. "You see marriages fall apart every day."

"I do. I get to see from across the table how a woman is still willing to take her cheating arse of a husband back. So the fact that you went from on cloud nine with all of them to not even talking about the break up is concerning to say the least."

"Tabitha," you looked at your only ally left. "A little back up would be nice."

"I'm with her on this one." She confirmed. "You loved them. Not that I cared, but if you weren't talking about books or the shop, you were talking about them. What you did, where you went. How they fucked you."

"I think I'll miss that part the most." Mere sighed. "I lived vicariously through you."

"You know you could actually date people." Tabitha suggested.

"I'd rather live with chronic carpal tunnel than a man." You almost choked on your tea. If you were wearing pearls you would have used the comedic relief of clutching them to break the awkwardness of the current topic of conversation.

"That should be put on a t-shirt." You suggested

"I wouldn't mind it on a welcome mat to be honest." Tabitha added.

"But in all seriousness, cut this bullshit." Meredith gave you an sympathetic smile. "We're here. Good, bad and ugly."

You returned her smile. "I know."

You had closed up shop for the evening. Your lunch had gone longer than expected so now you were left doing the dishes and clean up during closing. You were setting the last cup on the drying rack when you heard the front door chime.

Shit.

You must have forgotten to lock the door when you turned the sign.

“I’m sorry!” You apologized, making your way out of the back break area and to the front of the store. “We’re-”

“Closed.” He said, locking the door behind him. “I saw the sign.”

#captain john price #kyle gaz garrick #simon ghost riley #call of duty #angst #angst with a happy ending #john soap mactavish

[vampiresbloodx]

warnings(18+ ONLY): smut, sub!reader, Dom!Wanda, vaginal fingering, dirty talk, teasing, blow jobs (on strap), spitting, slight praise, more degradation, rough s/x, strap on use, all of it is consensual, petnames use (good girl, baby).

emo!gf!Wanda uses you however she pleases and you gladly let her.

The first time she got a taste of you, she was obsessed. No, that wasn't a joke. No one has ever seen her been like this before about anyone. You bring out a completely different side to her than not even her best friend could know about.

Wanda claimed she didn't like girls, she always told herself she wasn't a lesbian and denied any rumours surrounding that.

It wasn't that she was ashamed, she didn't give zero fucks about their opinions. Maybe a little. That's what she was known for, her no bullshit attitude, the resting bitch face, someone to not fuck with.

Then she met you.

The cute adorable nerd who's too shy for their own good.

Wanda wanted to have you all to herself, and she did.

No one was allowed to touch you, flirt with you, go as far as to ask you out.

She would kill them.

Only you'd have to stop her from even putting them in the hospital.

Even if you were left alone for a few hours, minutes, seconds, if someone tried to come at you, she would randomly pop up out of nowhere scaring the hell out of them.

But not you.

She liked that.

She really liked you.

What she liked most was making you come as many times as she wanted. How you squirm under her gaze and touch, just one look and you're begging on your knees, it drives her insane. She has to use you.

You gladly accept it. Because you know she likes you. That's all you wanted.

You've had a crush on her for as long as you can remember, and you weren't the type to crush on people easily. Sure, they'd come, but they would never last that long.

And yet with Wanda, you knew you'd do anything she asked. She was the prettiest girl you've ever met, you just wanted her attention, her everything.

Wanda knew that too.

And she used it to her advantage.

"aw, is my pretty baby already soaking wet?" She cooed, slipping her fingers inside of your tight hole, moaning when she feels your walls clench around her. "Fucking hell, I've never fucked anyone who's pussy was just dripping, begging to be touched."

You whined, bucking your hips into her but she forced them down, glaring at you.

"now, you know I'm gonna have my way with you, I'll let you come once I know you've behaved well, don't move" she demanded.

Your body shuddered, somehow you listened, you always did.

There were times where you liked being a brat, getting the worst out of her was fun, however, this time you really didn't want to mess around.

"good girl" she cooed gently, her voice sending a shiver down your spine, she didn't waste anytime, nor did she back down with starting slow and easy, practically splitting you open with her fingers hard enough that'll make you cry.

Wanda smiled wickedly, watching your every move and reaction, your mouth gaped open, your eyes never leaving hers, fuck, it drove her wild.

"aw, does someone wanna come?" She teased, slowing her movements. "Hmm, it seems this pretty pussy is ready for my cock, don't you think?" She said, loving the way your eyes widened, pupils dilated at the sound of that.

She pulled her pants down, releasing her long, lengthy strap that she kept hidden to surprise you. It was one of her favourites she brought online. A cute, pink dildo that reminded her of you.

It's just too precious.

"spit on it" she muttered, watching as you did as she ordered, once she was pleased enough, Wanda's hands came up to your head, you eagerly wrapped your mouth over her fake dick, she groaned.

"good girl, sucking my cock so well" she moaned. "God, you're my personal fucktoy, aren't you?, my flesh light, you like that, don't you?."

She heard you whimper, causing her to smirk.

"do a good enough job and maybe I'll reward you with something else."

#wanda x reader #wanda x you #wanda x y/n #emo!wanda #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff smut #stuff i wrote

[venusamabile]

If you want people to stop asking just give a straight answer about your race already and be done with it. What are you. Are you mixed. How much. That's all you have to say. We just want what's best for you.

normal things to ask to a random woman online

do you want to measure my skull while you're at it? i literally have a selfie tag if you want to go through it to prove whatever theories you have. i have never made any claims of anything besides mentioning how different members of my family got to my country. that's it. you're the demented ones that are obsessed with racial purity and kept checking me for, idk what the fuck it is you're searching for, just cut it out already

i'm gonna go take a walk and i hope i get run over by a bus

[missmoondrops]

why do so many people come into my DMs with brand new blogs and deactivate within less than a week of us talking? just say what you want so i can either a.) tell you to fuck off or b.) tell you it's fucking ON

#on one hand this shit annoys the fuck out of me but on the other i get the feeling #it's just people being lonely and doing and saying things just to pass the time/try to fill the void #which is like. hey. hey. i get it. #the void sucks and it leaves you restless and makes you do stupid shit sometimes. #i have no elegant conclusion here 'cause i don't even think it's fair to just ask people to swallow their desire for human connection #but you're not gonna get that online. you're just not. #go outside talk to your coworkers go to the library attend a protest go to a park sign up for a class #if you don't feel like any of those are viable at least make art compulsively in your room and read and pick up smoking or drinking #and stay off social media #if you do that for long enough community will find YOU #i speak from experience #heyitsme

[willowser]

getting to a point with nerd bakugou where you're not even playing games online together anymore, you're just — chatting, all day 🥺

and you've gotten close enough that you'll send him a mirror selfie and even if your phone is mostly covering your face, he's ZOOMING IN ON THAT BABY and over-analyzing the hell out of it 🥺 trying to figure out what you look like 🥺 and every single photo he sends in return is assessed for a minimum of 20 minutes, because he wants to make sure his reflection isn't showing anything or his body doesn't look weird, that his posture is right 🥺

and the first time you send something back like, "you look nice today 😊🩷", even though he's just showing off his shirt from a movie you both like — he's having to put his phone down on his desk and put his hands over his face because he feels so airbruqoabdka about you !!!!!

#WAAAHHH HE MAKES ME NUTS I SAY #sorry yeah no i'm gonna keep talking about this yeah definitely #just !!!! liking someone and wanting them and you !!! just know them online !!!! 🥺 #pls he's spending FOREVER in the mirror making sure there's nothing on his face and that his hair looks alright and that his glasses — #— are straight #just to hids majority of it with where he's holding his phone LMAOOO #a dork i'm wrangling him i'm chomping him #and kaminari gets all 'who's your friend ?? 😏😏😏' #and bakugou is like 'WE JUST PLAY STUFF TOGETHER SOMETIMES GET OUT OF IT' #and you two actually havent played anything in weeks bc you've both been busy but you're still messaging all day every day LOL #WAAAHHHHH #blast from the past: q #* just to hide #✿ willow writes #✿ thoughts: bakugou #✿ theme: nerd bakugou

[wellthatschaotic]

whenever i see someone who is like "yes but [x] isnt as oppressed as [y]!!" or "[x] is widely accepted now!!" as a way to like. disregard queer people's experiences. i'm just like. have you been outside? have you been in the real world?

#im just. #infighting is so dumb #'you're tme so you can't talk about-' first of all. we're not tme. transmasc =/= tme. honestly tme is a dumbass label anyway and has just #become a 'progressive' way to ask for agab #what do you think a boy/masc person in a dress reads as to transphobes. you think theyre gonna apologize if i say #'actually im transmasc not transfemme' #thats not how that works- #every time we try to correct our pronouns we get stopped because it's 'inappropriate' and 'uncomfortable' #same with every time we try to explain our gender #and yet there are still people online trying to judge if a complete stranger is 'queer enough' to count #(and if they're 'not' the reaction is like. death threats for some reason??) #and im always like. GO OUTSIDE. PLEASE. #the queerphobe on the bus does not ask for your labels before calling you slurs. the bully harassing you will not stop and apologize if you #try to say 'i'm not [x] actually im [y]' #they do not care. they are full of hate and they have already decided on a target. #also? you have no right to a stranger's labels and life experiences #trying to demand that is already creepy. especially since your goal is to see if they're worthy of respect #ok rant over i think. just. ahhghh

[ssaalexblake]

dw is a mid kid's sci-fi tv show and it's quality level has been mostly entirely consistent (mid, basically, with the occasional very good episode to balance out with crimes against humanity it sometimes produces) the whole reboot, and anybody acting like the Only thing going into peoples opinions of the characters are writing preferences are either Deeply naive or are trying to hide something they know people will not take kindly to.

#dw shit #but look. If you seriously think the one Single doctor without depth is 13 then that is a You having a woman issue. it just is. #there's lots of it #there's thousands upon thousands of words of meta about her and her characters online #as there is for Every Other Doctor #because they All have depth #if you fail to see it the one time you're Not presented with a dude that's not my problem #nor am i gonna hold any hands #i'm not trying to convince you of anything i'm not your mother #but sometimes a duck is just a duck and I will call it a duck #this isn't about Liking the story it's about having a brain not cooked in misogyny to even See it #to start with (you failed the challenge) #kinda hoping the large number of people living up rtd's ass will save gatwa from some of this treatment but i'm not holding my breath #'but I personally would never!' okay but... what about all your buddies??? what about everybody else?? if you're distancing yourself from #Those Bad People you are admitting they exist and there was no point getting pissed at me for pointing out they exist #the lady (gender neutral) doth protest too much #look i don't like Rose much (the og) but you can Bet i've seen some Questionable takes on why she's bad and i'll call them that #the classism and the sexism and the noxious fumes #you can just. Admit that. Even about characters you dislike lol pls

[gaminegay]

I feel like I see a lot of more introvert-focused posts which makes sense but like. Extrovert relatables. You know when you strike up a conversation with someone and they give you single word responses? When you ask someone their thoughts and they give you a tiny blip? Trying to match people where they're at and they give you nothing? Doing THE MOST to keep up a conversation and they seem to be doing the most to make it die?

#You're gonna say no one wants to talk to me. Factually incorrect I'm great at this. Just sometimes it's like prying teeth #And I KNOW this person wants to connect it's like they dont know how and they're resisting my helpful attempts #Not anyone online this is mostly about an IRL person but also sometimes online #It's no one's fault if they're bad at talking just please. We get insecure too okay give me SOMETHING or just tell me you dont wanna chat #alda rambling #PLLEASE GIVE THE EXTROVERTS SOME CLUE BEFORE WE EMBARRASS OURSELVES

[angele-midnight]

Why are so many people on Tumblr/Twitter claiming Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss are bad shows??? "They're not mid shows guys they're just bad" can y'all give me one concrete reason they're bad besides debunked "controversies" or things that other people told you were bad about em?

Like I'm halfway convinced all of these people claiming these are such bad shows and are annoyed about em haven't actually watched them - "I don't need to watch a show to know it's bad" pretty sure you do if you want to have an informed opinion, that goes for everything actually.

If you're annoyed by the hype and the fan culture?? That's fine we all got our things but that doesn't make the shows themselves bad I think y'all just like having someone to poke fun of without feeling like a bully and honestly?? That seems like a miserable way to live.

#This is specifically about that mid shows post going around #What other people like and consider good/bad/mid is none of your business and not a reason to make fun of them #Y'all think you're being SO progressive and kind when you're still being cruel to people online for the smallest shit #You don't like it?? Don't interact with it just block and move on #You curate your own internet experience it's not that hard #I don't like rwby or one piece and those come up on my dash all the time it's so easy to ignore and move on #I don't call those shows bad because surprise! I've never seen them so I don't know! #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #Y'all claim cringe culture is dead but still mock people who like “cringy” stuff like any of this is gonna matter in five years #And mark my words I'm gonna get called cringe or some shit for this post #When y'all should be thinking about why you take joy from calling people shit on the internet like it's gonna make you happy #Years long mutuals of mine are even jumping on the mockery bandwagon!! I've followed y'all for almost a decade what is going on

[xhanisai]

hey lads if you’re not gonna comment on a fic you enjoyed, at least leave a kudos man

#delete later #on like half of the stories i've written on ao3 or more #i don't even get 10% of the viewers leaving kudos on my work and that's just kinda tiring man #we've come so far from the fanfiction.net days where writers solely thrived on comments and private messages to KNOW if their work is well #received by the online people #now you can just press a BUTTON to know that you enjoyed a story and it only takes like half a second! #there are so many people online who are constantly BEGGING everyone to PLEASE comment or review or let them know somehow that you've enjoyed #their work because we get so little feedback often and it is demotivating af #but if you're not gonna comment AT least leave a kudos rather than staying silent and consuming the stories like it's nothing #one thing i loved in the beginning of the ml fandom was how interactive everyone was with fanfics and how it had such a positive status #people were happily reblogging and leaving kudos and commenting LOADS back then #now???? it's literally SILENCE #back when my writing was worse prepandemic i easily got hundreds of kudos in a few days #but now i'm struggling to reach even 200 kudos in three months on my newer oneshots #engagement rate is soooooo bad now and it's demotivating af #i think this is why i prefer to write and send drabbles on discord because people there do respond and react to my works and it gives me the #push to keep going

[brotherofbagels]

There needs to be more nuance in how people view the situation but the internet doesn't allow for that.

#georgenotfound #the thing is though is that the internet as it is rn is completely black and white so that's not gonna happen #'non-verbal consent is not consent' it absolutely can be in certain situations #if you cuddle for hours and seem comfortable doing it and reciprocate by coming back and showing positive body language l #then yes putting a hand on the waist of the person you're cuddling with isn't a heinous crime #social context is very important here #context in general is very important here #i just feel like people forget how the real world operates sometimes because the internet's view on stuff like this can be so polarizing #especially in a community as young as the mcyt fandom #that being said #caiti's feelings are completely valid #george can be innocent at the same time #i just wish people could look at this logically instead of being so chronically online all the time #instead of throwing around the assault word and hoping that gets them internet brownie points #idk this is so stupid catie's friends made the situation 1000x worse by publicizing it the way they did before catie could even try and #resolve it privately

[femmeidiot]

everything is testing me today I swear

#this customer was just kind of being a dick and he was all upset cause our system makes us put in like name email phone number #and he's like can I skip this or order online and pick up in store? #no? But you can give me a fake name I could not care less what name you give me I'm not trying to contact you #but I can't send the order to the fucking credit card machine so you can pay for it without this being filled out #and if you go online you're going to have to input the same info?? #also these other customers might buy and my boss is like brainstorming ways to get them to buy today #like that's fine but I'm not going to do that I'm just gonna be like so do you want it or nah

[wingsofhcpe]

how do you politely tell your uni classmates that you're not gonna sit the exam for them

#i have gotten the reputation as The Good Student Who Helps People Out and listen. if there's good reason i will absolutely help you #like if you miss classes due to work or if you're ill. or if you have kids/dont live in this city. all's fair game then! #but when you ask me shit like “hey do you know what's gonna be on the exam” #or “hey do you know about XYZ” when XYZ is already on my notes that I've already sent to you #then I'm simply convinced you're lazy and want me to do your work for you and I'm honestly not having that #also girl how would i know what's gonna be on the exam. do you think i see the future??? #like yesterday DURING THE ONLINE EXAM i was getting bombarded with messages from two different people #one was asking me to tell her the answer to an entire ass essay #and the other asked me something that was very clearly and simply given to us in the exercise question #like the question was “use any text we've studied to analyse X Thing” and i was asked “does exercise a want us to analyse X Thing” #BRO. LITERALLY JUST READ THE ONE (1) LINE OF TEXT THAT'S TELLING YOU EXACTLY THAT. #idk this is such a whiny stupid vent but it legit feels like I'm being taken advantage of sometimes and it's annoying

[616nightcrawler]

i feel like i see posts like this so much and it's kind of weird bc this applies only to like. a very specific subset of people (ppl who are into phineas and ferb + aware of the "two nickels" thing being repostet a lot) which is like. a subset of people in a fairly specific age range (the right age to have watched phineas and ferb so like. idk 15 - 30 year olds probably being generous) AND are active on specific social media platforms to have seen this joke repeated a lot so it burrows into their memory bc most people who just casually watched phineas and ferb aren't that likely to remember this specific moment (i know i didn't without the meme). and idk this is not a big deal i just find it interesting how often people online will post about something that is extremely specific to them and the social circles they move in as if it's a really universal experience

#im def thinking about this too deeply but i see this a lot w very online young people #even where they'll be like 'omg everyone in gen Z is like THIS' and its like #no not everyone in your generation is a certain way it's just that #you don't really interact with people outside of your specific circles #be it online or physical #like online you probably algorythmically get promoted things that confirm your world view bc that is the things you're interested in #so you get a sort of feedback loop of people in your same age range #who get promoted similar content based on age and browsing habits #and you're not gonna really break out of that unless you really look for it #and physically you hang out with your friends who have the same interests as you and are likely in similar economical and social situations #and are likely at your school or uni so you're in really similar situations #its even happened to me bc back in the day i never liked using twitter but my friends who were on twitter were really confused when #i didn't get the 'twitter idioms' even though we move in similar circles i just hadn't been introduced to things specifically popular on tw #twitter #so things that seemed universal to them were completely new to me #and the other way around too where i think smth is extremely generally well known but people i talk to have no idea what's up #my sister who's two years older than me probably doesn't even remember phineas and ferb that well just bc she wasn't that into cartoons #idk. all that to say. #your experiences are not universal #the life and times of brows

[altschmerzes]

one of the wildest like, tertiary characters in my online experience is this one really pissy asshole who pops up every so often on posts about comments on ao3 who is like, really really really upset about how there's a generally accepted fandom etiquette rule that you shouldn't just dump unsolicited criticism on people's fics. this person insists this is ruining fandom, obsessively replies to blogs like longlivefeedback whining at them about it, and insists it is uh. everyone else. who is sensitive and entitled. it's amazing to me every time i'm reminded they exist, but they just keep showing up lmaooo.

#gav gab #can you imagine being that dedicated and intent on being a profoundly unpleasant person #they're like AUTHORS ARE SO ENTITLED AND MEAN AND DEMANDING AND RUDE AND- #like no dude you're being a dick and you're being called on it #if it isn't the consequences of your actions! #like if you want criticism feel free to say so but you are in the *pretty extreme minority* in fandom spaces #and you're just gonna have to get used to that #trust me i'm romance repulsed lmaoooo you'll fucking survive if you're in the slim minority opinion and preference wise #and nobody is Persecuting You Personally by expecting you not to randomly be a dick to people because you think their writing is bad #someone: writers are allowed to have boundaries and you shouldn't be mean to people online #this fucking guy: YOU'RE RUINING FANDOM!!! YOU'RE SO ENTITLED AND HORRIBLE!! YOU DONT SPEAK FOR EVERYONE!!!

[lostlegendaerie]

I know this doesn't do much good in a society that loves stuff like Meyers-Briggs and astrology and Hogwarts houses, and I get it because I love sorting things too (especially when I'm eating fruit snacks) but

You can't draw accurate conclusions about people just by looking at the media (games, movies, music, etc.) they consume. It's just not possible. You cannot tell what parts of a movie resonate with someone just by seeing it on their Liked list on social media, and you cannot extrapolate things like their politics, social background, childhood trauma, race, or anything else from their Most Listened To on Spotify.

It's tempting, and usually fun, to look at a small aspect of someone and make an assumption about who they are. And yeah, feel free to avoid people whose interests don't align with yours. But please, please, don't get in the habit of slapping a hateful label on someone who listens to country music or doesn't wear make up or whatever TikTok is dunking on this week.

Social media is never the complete picture of a person's life. If we're going to remind the younger generations to be careful about predators and groomers, we should also advise them to be wary of applying those labels to anyone they don't understand.

#long post #kicks the hornets nest again #like some really dear IRL friends of mine who consistently go to the Capital with me to fight for Trans Rights still love HP #not everyone is terminally online and aware of how their media consumption is unethical and That Doesn't Make Them Evil #some people are just. coming at things from a different angle. or don't know which ear is the Gay Ear to get pierced #anyway I know someone's gonna reblog this eventually with a pithy one-liner because That Is What The Internet Has Become #so I'll go ahead and say this: you're probably wrong #and your desire to shut down a reminder to not make knee-jerk assumptions about strangers makes you the problem