“While many people think fanfiction is about inserting sex into texts (like Tolkien’s) where it doesn’t belong, Brancher sees it differently: “I was desperate to read about sex that included great friendship; I was repurposing Tolkien’s text in order to do that. It wasn’t that friendship needed to be sexualized, it was that erotica needed to be … friendship-ized.” Many fanfiction writers write about sex in conjunction with beloved texts and characters not because they think those texts are incomplete, but because they’re looking for stories where sex is profound and meaningful. This is part of what makes fan fiction different from pornography: unlike pornography, fanfic features characters we already care deeply about, and who tend to already have long-standing and complex relationships with each other. It’s a genre of sexual subjectification: the very opposite of objectification. It’s benefits with friendship.”
— Francesca Coppa, “Introduction to The Dwarf’s Tale,” The Fanfiction Reader (via francescacoppa)
Someone put it into words. I gotta sit down
This was so funny to make xd
TEMPLATE BY ME!!
Decoy so you can try this too. I wanna see what yall do with this. Any fandom, any characters you like, doesnt matter, put them in this template
Info: Watkeburt is a song from a well known band "De Jeugd Van Tegenwoordig" (transating to Today's Youth) Watskeburt was super popular when it aired alot of ppl still know it to this day, orange is our national color thats why we wear it on Kingsday (Koningsdag) our king's birthday, Willem Alexander van Oranje. LuckyTV is a Dutch voice over channel and i have a Scottish friend who used it to learn Dutch. He learned a few words (rn he uses duolingo) :D
I'm knitting in the corner at a party
and guys my age stop by to tell me I remind them of their aunt, of their grandmother. This is a compliment and I take it as such. They confess to having tried crochet once, and I smile. They get back in line for the bathroom.
I'm knitting in the corner at a party and a queer woman sits on the floor next to me, arranges her skirt, and smiles up at me. (I try not to blush.) She asks me all the questions on her mind about my craft and I answer them, hands still moving. We swap yarn sources. She doesn't stay, but she knows where to find me.
I'm knitting in the corner at a party and everyone knows where to find me when they need a minute, when socializing is too much and the music is too loud and they need to catch their breath. They pretend to be checking in on me, which is sweet, but I can see the relief in their eyes the moment they stop performing for a house full of people. They sit down and tell me things and all the while they never take their eyes off my hands.
The party has wound down and I'm still knitting and the hosts, two guys in their twenties, thank me for "helping to curate the vibe." I had no idea that's what I was doing. I leave the party having forgotten to drink anything and without that woman's number but with many rows added to my top-down raglan sweater. I call it a night, and a good one.
Life Hack: Clothing Repair 🤔
Skeleton & Diaphonized fishies! 🎐🐟
Dutch Miku after her shift at the Appie
my recipe for drawing hands!
(small note that this is a shortcut that is more abt style and ease than anatomical accuracy. it helps to take time to really properly study hands, makes it easier to bend the rules a bit like this and have it still look good!!)
(learn rules b4 u break them or whatevah)
Bro my executive dysfunction ass does not need these “it’s ok to rest, you deserve it” posts. Like I’ll just agonize over not being able to force myself to do things I need to do until I actually mentally exhaust myself and then have to drug myself to sleep at night and be like “well I haven’t done anything so that counts as rest right.” I hate myself bruh.