The honest, visceral pain I felt watching this…
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The honest, visceral pain I felt watching this…

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having a job is very weird bcos by and large your coworkers will be a variety of ages and you will not all be at the same stage of life. your coworker will be like, well I’m off home to spend time with my husband & child, what are you going to do with your evening? and you’re like, well, I plan on playing Rollercoaster Tycoon for as much as it as possible
And you are older than them
The other night husband and I were watching a documentary about the yeti where they were doing DNA analysis of samples of supposed yeti fur, and every one of them came back as bears.
Anyway, the next night we watched a thing about some pig man who is supposed to live in Vermont. People said it had claws and a pig nose but walked upright like a man. Now, I happen to know that sideshows used to shave bears and present them as pig men. So every piece of evidence they gave of this monster sounds to me like a bear with mange.
So now the running joke in our house is that everything is bears. Aliens? Bears. Loch Ness monster? Bear. Every cryptozoological mystery is just a very crafty bear.
Bears. They’re everywhere. Be wary. Anyone or anything could be a bear.
oh shit
As the OP of this post, I’m going to threaten that if this gets to one million notes by the 10 year anniversary on 1 June 2026, one year from today, I will get a lower back tattoo of the loch ness bear monster.
Y'all know what to do Tumblr.
on “the blond,” “the older man,” and other crimes against third-person limited
You know that thing where a story is written in tight third person limited — we’re meant to be inside someone’s head, seeing the world through their thoughts — and then suddenly the narration says “the blond frowned” or “the shorter woman sighed” about a person the POV character knows really well?
That’s called antonomasia — using a descriptive label instead of a name. And it’s fine when we’re talking about strangers: “the cashier handed her the receipt,” “the tall guy blocked the door.” The POV character doesn’t know their names, and we just need a quick way to tell people apart.
But the moment it’s used for someone the POV character already knows, it breaks immersion. Because that’s not how our minds work. We don’t think “the older man smiled at me.” We think “Mark smiled.” Or maybe “my boss” if that relationship matters in the moment.
Third person limited means the narration sits inside someone’s perception. Their inner monologue is the story’s voice. So when you switch from “Mark smiled” to “the blond smiled,” you’ve pulled the camera away from their mind and turned it into an outside shot.
If you want to create distance or irritation, you can do it on purpose —
“The idiot from accounting emailed again.”
That’s character voice. That’s judgment. That works.
But otherwise?
As soon as your POV character knows someone’s name, use it. While we do tend to worry about repetitions, names rarely register as such to the readers.
If you need variety for rhythm, use relational or emotional identifiers that make sense in their head: her friend, his partner, their teacher, the person they loved.
Because inside someone’s thoughts, there are no “blonds” or “brunettes.”
There are only people they know.
Really good explanation of the fundamental problem with this type of writing.
(and why it's one of my huge pet peeves)
I greatly appreciate this call out. Because I HUGELY rebel against repetition when I write, for mostly no reason, and often find myself unsatisfied with certain parts when I reread my own work, for previously unidentified reasons…but THIS.
This - while not the only reason - is apparently a huge part of why I hesitate. “I just used Mark’s name less than a sentence ago so instead I will label him as the blonde in the second half of my point to lower my anxiety”. But my anxiety was always accurately trying to help. I’ve simply never been able to put a face on that anxiety until just now.
Thank you.
Yes, I’ve done the work analyzing this relationship’s problematic traits and I’ve come to the educated conclusion that I still want them to fuck
#pretty much every single one of my favorite ships #come at me bro

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worrying is like worshipping the problem
and brother i’m on my knees
Ao3 does not need an algorithm, you're just lazy
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
Purity culture is ruining fan culture and you all are fucking annoying
Purity culture is ruining fan culture and you are all fucking annoying
💯💯💯
Wish I could use the stupid iPhone echo option for this.
kudos aren’t enough. I need to express my love to fanfic writers by serenading them in their front yards at night like a lovesick poet in the 50s
reblog if you love archive of our own and how they firmly refuse to let censorship have any place on their platform

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Writer culture is going back and rereading all your WIPs in the graveyard. Only to realize that, while yes, you write cringe stuff, for the most part, it isn't nearly as bad as you thought it was.
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Writing is wild. One day you’re unstoppable and the next day you’re staring at your keyboard like it personally betrayed you.
Please for the love of EVERYTHING HOLY tell me this is gonna be real.
decemberrrrrr!!!!
Was NOT intending on rendering this piece in any way...but couldn’t help myself.
Mainly thanks to that wet BULGE dude. I could not, in good conscience leave that to die in anonymity.

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I haven't forgotten this random AU. Life has been mercilessly kicking my butt lately, but work is still being put forth I promise...
Sketching more MerWeeGee...cuz why not.
More coming soon I think. Kinda diggin' it.