BIANCA BITES

The more misuse of fandom terms and tags I see, the more I'm convinced of it.

People tagging x Reader and x OC on the same fic. - These are not the same thing. - xReader is for Reader-insert fic - xOC is for a fully fleshed out original character

Requesting things that...you can't request - ie. requesting a headcanon? That's not how that works. - Headcanons are things you believe about a character personally - ie. my headcanon for Owen Grady is that he's the Turkey Kid from the original Jurassic Park - You cannot request a headcanon. You can ask what someone's headcanon is for a character.

Not leaving kudos or comments. - These are important. No matter how many posts I see about it, it feels like we're screaming into the void on this one. - BUT if you want a fic to continue, if you want a writer to post new chapters, comment. - Just leave a nice, thoughtful comment. - Do not "update pls" or "When are you going to update?" or threaten the writer with using AI. This is entitled and disrespectful to someone who spends their free time writing fiction for you to enjoy for nothing.

Fanfic writers do not and cannot legally be paid for writing. Their payment is your kudo/like/emoji comment/keyboard smash/etc.

Not learning how to properly love a fandom and keep it close for years, even after the media for it has come and gone.

Feel free to add to this list and put in proper etiquette to help educate people newer to fandom.

Reblog and spread!

Also, please remember that you are responsible for curating your own experience. If you don't like a certain concept, character or interpretation, you can always find something else to read. Guilt-tripping a creator about something you personally don't enjoy helps no-one.

I've talked about this before, but I'd do something inspired by the painting Pornokrates but Felicien Rops:

Lumberjacks, like most megafauna species generally require more space than the average hardware store, even a big box store could provide. The misconception is that Lumberjacks are a social species because of how they often work and live together.

This is a matter of necessity, not preference, and a survival technique for thriving under the LogBoss.

A “pack” of Lumberjacks, if not under the environmental pressure of a LogBoss will naturally disperse until they each have a wide territory.

Lumberjacks rarely fight for territory.

One on one, a Lumberjack could drive out a Dad or Lesbian, however the latter tend to travel in social packs.

Lumberjacks will passively retreat on the presence of large numbers of people. Kind of like Sasquatch.

Getting a “pack” of Lumberjacks assembled would be hard enough unless they were forced into a Hardware Store by a LogBoss. In that case, they would already be in a heightened and potentially agitated state far above their natural behavior. This artificial scenario can be likened to a circus animal running amok. If it had been in the wild, the incident would not have occurred.

Free-roaming Lumberjacks are the cryptids of the Hardware ecosystem. They are surprisingly quiet and unobtrusive.

Only experienced silverbacks or the boldest young Dads dare venture into a craft store for long without his mate or offspring to keep roving Craft Ladies at bay and guide him in this strange ecosystem. If a Dad enters with his mate and is separated from her, he will often scuttle for the seeming familiarity of Woodcrafts, Models, or Paints (the latter not to be confused with Fine Arts, unquestioned territory of art students), but he eyes Scrapbooking and Jewelry with trepidation and will usually venture into those exotic areas only in the company of females of his pack.

Lumberjacks are rarely spotted entering craft stores of their own volition, for while they do not fear it as Dads do, they know it is an environment unsuited for megafauna such as themselves.

Hardware store Lesbians generally adapt more easily to craft stores, although they may enlist another Lesbian of a subspecies more adapted to that environment to guide them until they find their niche. Lesbians have even been known to seek the aid of a Craft Lady, a native fauna that share similarities with Lesbians but are usually smaller and nimbler to suit their chosen habitat. Dads who witness this are often awed by the Lesbians’ temerity, for although larger, Dads are generally wary of the cunning and dexterous Craft Ladies and may mistake their enthusiastic pack greetings as predatory swarming.

Craft Ladies, secure in their ecological niche, have no fear of interlopers and take the presence of non-native beings in stride, although they may become territorial about scarcer resources.

every three months he'll post and in the author's note there's some shit like "sorry this took a while, i got shot seven times :/" or "i know it's been a minute, i literally got hit by a bus and then stabbed in the leg, but i'm all good!" or sometimes ned would log in and post with a note "hey i'm a friend posting on the author's behalf, they're healing from severe hypothermia but promised an update, so here it is!"

and the fic just gets increasingly more popular for the author notes alone. a good handful of the comments are something along the lines of "i'm not even in the star wars fandom, i'm just here to see if the author is good" or "every update i cheer for another day the author gets to live at this point"

and any reader who is a native new yorker kind of pieces together that holy shit the author might be spider-man because the timeline adds up, and they just fully embrace it. spider-man will stop a robbery and the guy behind the counter will ask when the next chapter will be up. spider-man returns a stolen backpack to a girl and she'll tell him that he "really got poe's voice down so well, it's really impressive."

ned thinks it is hilarious. mj finds out about the fic from twitter, to peter's absolute horror, and changes peter's contact name to "friendly neighborhood ao3 author". but the worst thing to happen is after an avengers battle where peter took a pretty big hit and ends up in med-bay. and during a press conference, when someone asks how spider-man is healing, tony just drops "spidey won't be down for too long. the star wars fic will be updated within the week, probably."

so, in other words,

tags via @procrastinatorproject

So while it’s true that the Enterprise is not as big as people think, that goes double for the Falcon!

A good way of thinking about the relative size is by using a bridge comparison:

The Enterprise bridge has space for 11 people to work, as well as a significant amount of space between stations to move around comfortably:

[Bridge illustration by Tobias Weinmann via here]

And the whole thing fits in the nipple thing up on top of the saucer:

Meanwhile the Falcon (beloved weed bus) has a cockpit that seats 4, with only 2 main operational stations, and zero floor space:

And since Serenity was mentioned too…

Serenity has a bridge more comparable to La Sirena - with 2 stations at the front and quite a bit of floor space.

And for those interested in a visual comparison:

(Boeing 747 for scale as well as the Delta Flyer because Why Not)

Because the Millennium Falcon isn’t just any dinky boat, it’s apparently the space equivalent of a tug boat that got jury rigged into switching its strength and speed sats, so instead of “push big thing very slow” it now can do “push little thing very fast.”

This is one of the reasons why you should be kind to older people.

This happens more and more, harder and harder, and dealing with it that often is pretty rough.

Ao3 does not need a 1-5 star rating system, you just want to bring down authors writing for FREE

Ao3 does not need automatic censorship, it is an archive, therefore anything can be posted

Writing or reading about something illegal does not mean the author nor the reader condones it, if that were true, you could never read a story involving anything negative

Punk Steve vs Eddie

Did I ever post my version of punk Steve on Tumblr? Eh well, here you go, you're welcome. Tat explanation below

But.

BUT.

Come on. 600 words is nothing. I will write and throw away 600 words ten times before I finish the 800 words I need to turn in. You can do this. You need to do this. You do not want a future -- and I don't want to grow old in a future -- where you are outsourcing your creativity, your critical thinking, and your ability to put words together to a computer.