In light of this sad post, I just want to FYI anyone that might be anxious about it:
I will never delete any of my fics for any reason.
1 - I take the Archive part of AO3 very seriously. I’ll edit and update, but not delete because in my mind it’s been archived once it’s posted.
2 - I’ve seen too many fics/authors I loved disappear, never to be seen again. If I posted it, then someone who loved it might have found it and someday get the intense urge to read again like I do for those fics, and I want them to be able to find it.
3 - What better way to get back at someone heckling you than to just stone-cold ignore their mean-spirited demands? To leave a fic up that infuriates the person bothering me so much for existing on AO3 at all? Even if it was really bad, I would just walk away. Make it written by Anonymous. Abandon it on the site. Comments can be turned off. Notifications can be turned off. An entirely new account can be made to start over with.
The fic can be orphaned.
For any author who is being bothered into deleting their fics/account, please at least consider orphaning your work instead of deleting it wholesale. Orphaning is a wonderful, innovative feature of AO3 put there specifically to thread the needle for people in exactly your situation. To bridge the gap of those who no longer want to be associated with a fic, and those who loved what you wrote and want to be able to revisit it.
An Untamed fic I really loved got the author a lot of harassment and they contemplated deleting it while they were still posting chapters because of the awful comments a handful of people were leaving with each update, but instead orphaned it after finishing. I have reread that fic at least five times since then. I don’t remember the author’s name anymore, just as they certainly wanted, but I still enjoy that fic and I know I’ll come back to it again and I’m so grateful that I can.
No amount of hate erases how much someone else genuinely loved what you wrote.
And there is ALWAYS someone to love it. Even if it’s just one person. Even when things are hard and the horrible people are very loud, try not to forget that they are there too.
Don’t make the hateful one the most important one.
I keep seeing panphobic shit and I'm sad and I need to prove a point to myself
friendly reminder since we’re less than a month from release that if I see anyone posting about the Hogwarts Blood Libel video game I’m blocking you on sight
hey so i just finished The Strange And Beautiful Sorrows Of Ava Lavender and.... fucking fuck. that shit hurted. it was so interesting and funny and the characters were all understandable (except one but i wont spoil) and real and then the last hundred or so pages happened. and it was still beautifully written and the characters were still so real, but now i was crying like a bitch! fuck man, it was both so amazing and so terrible and i dont know if i will ever recover, and i cannot give enough praise to the author; Leslye Walton, for this fucking that will never release its iron grip on my damn feels.
note; some things to watch out for if you think you wanna read this book, since books are not like Ao3 and don't have trigger warnings. this book discusses some heavy ass topics, part of why this shit hurted so much. that includes; rape, a LOT of death; gruesome death and less gruesome death, mentions of genocide from a Native American character, a shitload of bigotry, implied incest at one point but from people who were like in the past its really weird, bodily mutilation and grotesque violence, depression, and, though briefly, suicidal ideation. it may be a beautiful book, but it is a hard book, and i honestly am amazed i made it through, because while the author wrote this with a great deal of compassion and handled things well in my opinion, it was still excruciatingly raw and blunt and honest, and it fucking hurt, so it could absolutely, easily, be very triggering. so yah, be warned.
I know I said the December 2020 redemption arc was going to be poorly written, but Elliot Page (Juno, Umbrella Academy) just came out as transgender, so actually sometimes this fragile world can defy our expectations, and exceed our careful cautious hopes.
man, i literally teared up the first time my friend used they/them for me, in public. it amde me feel so warm and loved!
its all fun and games until you hear someone say it
“If anyone needs to go camping in my state…” “If anyone needs to visit their aunt/cousin/friend…”
I know how obnoxious this is to say, but please: reblog this. I see these posts a lot, and I know most of you have good intentions. But these unoffical auntie networks are dangerous, both for those trying to help, and those seeking help. Law enforcement sees you. Violent anti-abortion extremists see you.
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heyo i havent slept in two (2) days, and im so awake it fucking hurts. my heart rate hasnt been below 80 bpm for about 16 hours, i keep almost puking, and i have a migraine. fuckin.... what is my life and how do i stop
Sometimes I think about my life through the lens of the past.
How many things do I suffer though because of the greed of European “explorers” and American imperialism.
I leave the ‘āina. I leave my ‘ohana. I leave my heart. And I suffer at a job I hate. And I spent years wearing a fakey costume and smiling for tourists and pretending I felt anything other than empty.
I colonized myself. Made myself palatable for tourists. Made myself palatable for tips and a paycheck. And I ate popcorn for dinner bc that’s what we could afford and I spent my extra money making sure my siblings didn’t feel the crushing weight of poverty. And every extra cent was spent trying to save them from how I felt.
Humiliated. Colonized. A joke.
And now I live on the mainland because we cannot afford to live on sacred land. Because haoles move there for paradise, and they kill us as they buy up beautiful houses and pave the road for resorts. Our land. Our ‘āina. And I’m now a walking attraction. And I can do the hula style smile and I can make my eyes shine like diamonds. And people ask me if I picked coconuts from trees and I think about my elders who live in concrete apartments and I miss my grandfather and his warm smile. And I never know if I will see them again.
I used to stare at the statue of Kamehameha. His arm stretched out in a loving greeting. His other hand holding a spear to defend his people. But he leads with the hand. He leads with aloha.
Because that’s what we do. It is what we are born to do. We are born to aloha. To love. To compassion. Even now, even after everything, all I want to do is be kind.
And it’s terrible. But sometimes I just wish he had lead with the spear.
Hi all!
My friend is Ojibwe and a dedicated Indigenous researcher and activist. She recently has discovered a number of Ojibwe ponies (also known as the Lac La Croix pony) for sale by a white-owned farm.
This is really important because these ponies are very important to the Ojibwe – these ponies are also the only known Indigenous-developed breed of horse in Canada, and there are only 200 left in the world.
[Image: A girl sitting on an Ojibwe pony and hugging its neck. Image credit to Broadview.]
The fact that there are 200 left at all is incredible at all, because in 1977, Canada took the last known four ponies away to be destroyed, and they were rescued by an Ojibwe man living in Minnesota.
Read more about the history here.
My friend is arranging to have five of these horses brought back home to the Ojibwe, and her elders are already planning a welcome ceremony for these horses. If anyone has anything to spare, it would be a huge help to bring them home.
Donate here!
Alternately, you can get the horses a gift from their wishlist!
If you are against BLM, you are unwelcome on my page.
If you support AllLivesMatter or BlueLivesMatter, you are not my friend.
If you think the riots are unjustified and irrational, unfollow me right now.
I am not black, but I support the black community all the way. I cannot possibly understand your pain or your suffering, but I’m with you. Now and forever.
Pip, they/them, nonbinary, panromantic, greysexual. This is sort of a junk blog, but its also my main one. I really use @woodwind-goddess so you should head over there
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