“Fan fiction is what literature might look like if it were reinvented from scratch after a nuclear apocalypse by a band of brilliant pop-culture junkies trapped in a sealed bunker. They don’t do it for money. That’s not what it’s about. The writers write it and put it up online just for the satisfaction. They’re fans, but they’re not silent, couchbound consumers of media. The culture talks to them, and they talk back to the culture in its own language.”
That’s why it’s so important to protect it. They provide the guards who keep the zombies and looters at bay. They maintain the air and water filters. They organize the hydroponics lab and medical bay. They give us the space to not just survive surrounded by ads and tyrannical laws but to thrive.
Whose bunker would you rather live out the apocalypse in? AO3′s, ff net’s, Livejournal’s, or the malware-filled dark web’s?
I mean he’s always handsome. And we all have our preference for specifics about his Look. Some people like Loki Tom, some people like Clean Shaven Blonde Tom, and so on.
But right now, for me, he is Grade A Smoke Your Brisket In Two Seconds With A Single Glance kind of handsome.
He’s marinating in it.
And it isn’t just the physical fact of the curls and whiskers, he is older and wiser and delicious.
Okay, this never happens. I just sat down for a solid 3 and a half hours and wrote a fic from start to end in a draft format that closely resembles mid-draft as opposed to first draft. My concentration never wavered.
I’m afraid
Reblog for the concentration wizard to visit you and let you get super far in your WIP
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