I have wandered out of fandom for a few months, and damned if I don’t feel like a bigass bandwagoner for dancing along the edges of another fandom now, mostly because it’s a bigass fandom.
I don’t really intend to come back to this blog. I lost all DA mojo entirely. Like. All of it. I barely use tumblr at all (who knows, I may improve again), but since I have a couple of short fics for Avengers that I wrote as I explore a character I think I might RP, I’ll point you over to the blog I’m currently semi-ignoring. If I update it regularly, it’ll probably be Banner/Hulk, Paul Bettany, Louis Garrel, and my standard random shit.
Other than that, feel free to stop watching this one if you want. Not that you weren’t free to stop watching it before, but this is more along the lines of active encouragement to stop watching it, since I don’t intend to update it.
Hope you’re well. Hope life is awesome.
And I want to thank every one of you, anon and not anon, but I also don’t want to swamp my followers’ dashes with all my responses. ♥
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My first day at the job was pretty much exactly what I expected - meeting people whose names I promptly forgot, navigating the labyrinthine byways of the massive corporate system, and getting lost between the bathroom and my desk. Still, the woman who is going to be training me brought me a brownie and wished me a happy birthday and everyone seems quite pleasant. I can do this.
But now, I’m going to crash early and try to get the sleep I was too wound up to get last night.
Birthdays - so exciting. :)
Behold The Great Monkey Project by cardboard sculptor and woodcutter James Grashow! James recently made headlines for an impressive sculptural installation called Corrugated Fountain. Back in 2008, he created 100 awesome life-size monkeys out of cardboard and then hung them in the San Jose Museum of Art’s lobby. As he says, “The more monkeys you have, the more the space between them starts to jump. The ceiling becomes an abstract painting.”
We love it! Less talk, more awesome cardboard monkeys!
[via My Modern Metropolis]
EVERY TIME I’M FUCKING CROCHETING
Someone comes along and they’re like “ooooh what are you mak-“
SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU CUNT I WAS ON 70-SOMETHING AND NOW I’VE FORGOTTEN YOU KNOW THERE’S A SPECIAL PLACE IN HELL FOR DICKHEADS LIKE YOU
Leila, I think you may be me.
“Seventy-two, seventy-two, seventy-two…” Scrabble for something to write it down on, fail, look up and say, “Seventy-two, remember it or stop talking to me.”
So a fic just appeared on my dash that is very much related to something I’m working on right now. In that, it’s the same big kink. I haven’t actually seen much of this kink used in the DA fandom despite the fact that it’s actually mentioned in canon, but this might simply be a failure on my own internet skills. Or perhaps they’re all for pairings that I wouldn’t search for right away (as this one is) though I still enjoy it.
Anyways. The fic looks interesting! I would love to read it. However, I always have this fear that I’ll subconsciously steal ideas from people writing similar things OR if I have an idea that matches one of theirs when I read the story I feel like I can’t use it anymore.
And then the part of me that wants to read it whispers in the back of my mind that it is “research.”
I might just have to make a separate post asking the community their opinions on said kink and how they think it plays out in game mechanics.
I feel you on that fear. I really do. It can make it really awkward when people want me to read something and I’m going, “I can’t. It’s not you, it’s me.” Which sounds… yeah.
Y’ALL NEED TO JUST CALM YO DICKS, AIIGHT?
the calm, solemn boner is so underutilized.
Calm your dicks makes so much more sense to me than calm your tits.
Adele I want to get drunk with you so we can talk shit about our exes together.
Since Adele may be busy, I’ll do my hair and put on cateye eyeliner, you bring the booze. There are friends who can attest that getting me on a drunken rant about my ex can result in some hilarious TMI.
Just don’t ask me to sing.
20oh wait no you guise I’m 14. (◡‿◡✿)
uhhh 20, turning 21 in july
29 in November… and every year hence
23, turning 24 in June
oh wait am I supposed to put a joke or something cause I’m too boring to think of one xP
As usual, most of you on Tumblr make me feel ancient. 35, and on the downhill slope to the next decade.
Likewise! I’d wave my cane and exhort you damn kids to get off my lawn but you’re less expensive than plastic flamingoes.
42 for one more day.