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sorry i love golden hour 5. i love you golden hour 5. i don't give a shit what those other bitches have to say. you and me we're in this together. golden hour 5 i love you

i have NEVER understood and will never understand why fans of certain bands expect that band to stay stagnant and basically produce the same album over and over and over and over again. like i assume you like this band, right? right? okay so walk with me here-- you want them to challenge themselves, right? explore their art? make things they're excited about? put themselves out there? take risks? have creative freedom? adapt and change? be flexible? learn new skills and techniques? no? you want them to cater specifically to you and then throw a fit when you don't get the exact scenario you, a non-member of said band, hoped for? so do... do you like this band? or do you just like your idea of what they should do

they should make it illegal to end your story with an epilogue where your main female character is suddenly randomly married and has children when she's never once expressed a desire for this previously

the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.