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one of the things i am sad about in the shift from journal culture to tumblr culture is the weird tumblr etiquette of not commenting directly on a thing you enjoy. praise is both a fanfic author’s currency and fuel! we live for that stuff. if you’re going to leave a delighted, effusive reaction to a story in your tags, consider copying and pasting that text into a comment to the author themself. a lot of us hoard our comments against bad days, so we can remember why we love doing this when every word feels like pulling teeth.

yes, this

i have the tag viewer extension, but people still tend to write longer and more detailed comments when they write in the body of the post.

i love detailed comments, not only because of the love and attention (i’m less influenced by that than most folks, idk if it’s an autistic thing or just because my ego is already huge) but because it helps me improve my writing. i love to know what catches people’s attention. :)

Hmm. I feel like there’s this weird need to not “clutter up the post” with silly ramblings? So that other people can reblog it from you without those comments.

I know I’m more likely to comment on a post (especially a fic post) if other people have already been adding comments and the post is “ruined” already.

Another reason for putting something in tags is because I don’t necessarily want to fully commit to it, kind of? So like, it’s a comment for my followers to see, but if it gets reblogged a ways down I don’t want some random person to see that. That doesn’t really apply to fic posts, but yeah.

if people don’t want the comments, they can always reblog from up-thread…

i like ‘silly ramblings’. i think most people do. :)

+1. When I only want to reblog the top comment or two, I just click the name of the last person involved and go from there. It takes an extra minute or two, so if I’m impatient I won’t bother reblogging it, but otherwise?

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learning to draw is like driving on the highway like yeah sure you need to be watching other people but you REALLY need to focus on your own lane and your own destination or youre gonna follow that stupid fucking minivan all the way to tuskegee and then what. you didnt want to go to tuskegee. why did you follow that van look now youre in fucking tuskegee.

(via ecojak)

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Chuck Wendig is magnificent


I just feel the need to share that sentiment at the moment.

I wrote that tweet yesterday in regards to the celebrity nude photo thefts.

(It’s not a leak. Nor a scandal. It was theft, kay? Kay.)

It’s had over 4500 retweets since then.

A tweet that goes that far and wide tends to get a response that is equally far and wide, and so of course I’m getting a lot of tweets from people (let’s be honest: dudes) who are like BUH BUH BUT UHH THAT’S WRONG BECAUSE SOMETHING SOMETHING FALSE ANALOGY SOMETHING SOMETHING SECURITY AND HEY REMEMBER YOU SHOULDN’T PUT NUDE PHOTOS ON YOUR PHONE IF YOU WANT THEM STOLEN.

Basically reiterating the same thing I was attempting to refute in the first fucking place.

If that is your response, may I take this moment to elucidate an academic retort:

Fuck you.

Fuuuuuuuck you.

Fuuuu-huuuu-huuuuuuuuck you.

Please: now allow me to grow multiple arms like Shiva the Destroyer, and further, do note that at the ends of each serpentine arm you will find a middle finger, thrust up so that each finger is straining in an angry, arthritic fashion to convey the telepathic disdain I have for your bullshit, hypocritical, falsely equivalent opinion.

I think people should be allowed to take nude photos of themselves.

I think nude photos are rad. I think not taking nude photos is rad. I think whatever you want to do sexually or artistically is a-okay as long as its enthusiastically consensual — stick a carrot up your ass, if you want, while banging your genitals with a tambourine. Whoever you are, however you identify yourselves, I live in a world where I want you to have both the freedom to do what you want in this manner while simultaneously possessing the privacy to do it as you see fit.

Any violation of that is just that: a violation.

It is a crime. An actual, honest-to-that-blind-lady-with-the-scales crime.

It is not rape, but it is deeply demonstrative of rape culture because it is an act that exploits a woman and her body without her consent. And then, as if to vigorously rub salt into the wound with the heel of one’s callused hand, the judgey-faced shitty-assed judgments of countless men follow in the wake of the violation: victim-blaming, slut-shaming, Puritanical finger-waggling.

“If you don’t want nude pics to get into the world…”

“Something-something security…”

“Sure, sure, it’s a crime, but still, you have to know realize that…”

Shut up.

Shut up shut up shut up shut up.

If you do that, you are on the side of evil, not the side of good.

Oh, I know. You’re pretending that you have people’s best interests at heart.

You want to remind them that the phone they carry is a vulnerable device.

It’s basically a boat with a sprung hull. Anything might leak into or out of it.

So, you think that anything you have put on your phone is suspect? Or your computer or tablet? If I steal your banking information, or your credit cards, or your e-mails, or pictures of your wife, your kids — well, hey, that’s your fault. You plugged in, bro. You shouldn’t have driven on the Information Superhighway if you don’t want to get run over by a couple joy-riding hackers, right?

And hey, driving on the actual highway is pretty dangerous, too. You shouldn’t drive because you could get hit. Sure, I mean, a drunk driver shouldn’t drive drunk – but it’s kinda your fault too because you had the audacity to leave your home. Leaving your home is dangerous. Your whole body is basically a gelatinous jellyfish, just an animated sack of bones and meat quivering its way through life. If you don’t protect yourself — guns, armor, various Mad Max-ian spikes and chains — then you can expect all kinds of violence. You’re not at all secure out there. Your flesh isn’t protected by a password. It’s your fault if you get beaten up. Oh, they stole your wallet, too? That’s what you get for putting all that vulnerable money inside a leather flappy thing ensconced within the soft downy pockets of your dumb acid wash jeans.

What’s that? I just punched you in the face?

Okay, yes, that’s a crime. Admittedly! Admittedly.

But you probably also should be wearing a helmet.

…There’s more. Every word a delight. Go read it.

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Marvel Comics, the MCU, and Raising the Bar of what Fans Expect


I think it’s significant that Marvel raised the bar. When Iron Man came out in 2008, it significantly changed our cultural standards for superhero movies. And then Marvel kept doing it. Each movie that came out in the MCU seemed better than the last. The female characters were far more than just love interests. The movies weren’t just about superpowered battles and cackling supervillains. Marvel’s movies talked about significant real world issues. They were about questions of military privatization, or cultural appropriation, or government surveillance. We learned to trust Marvel and to look forward to each new movie where the female characters were scientists and CEOs who had better things to do than to worry about their own romantic subplots.

In 2012, Kelly Sue DeConnick blew everyone away with her run of Carol Danvers, and some really amazing things happened. Marvel got a huge new contingent of new fans, mostly female, calling themselves the Carol Corps. And there was a lot of talk about what a huge deal this was, for anything to bring in new comic fans in this quantity. There started to be an outpouring of people talking about how they’d always wanted to get into comics but they felt like they weren’t welcome. (This isn’t to in any way discredit the incredible female fans and creators who long predated Captain Marvel’s 2012 run—let me tell you of my infinite love for anything written by the incomparable Gail Simone.) Captain Marvel changed that, and Marvel paid attention.

In 2013, catering to their new huge demographic of female fans, Marvel Comics put out a couple of all-female teams: the X-Men and the Fearless Defenders, neither of which had ever traditionally been all-female teams. X-Men continues strong, with a multi-ethnic all-female team. Fearless Defenders got canceled after a year due to poor readership, but surprisingly that didn’t discourage Marvel from continuing to cater to its new female demographic.

In 2013 and 2014, Captain Marvel’s run continues, and we’ve got a new Ms. Marvel who is a Muslim-American teenage girl getting fantastic readership and reviews. Black Widow’s got a new run going strong, Elektra and Storm are headlining their own titles, the new writer of Winter Soldier says that ‘feminism’ will be one of the title’s main themes, and the announcement of a new female Thor has sent a whirlwind through the industry. I’ve probably forgotten a few things because Marvel Comics is currently putting out so much worth being excited about for its female fans.

Marvel has been consistently raising the bar since 2008, in both their movies and their comics. There is a vast, varied and passionate fan following that has exploded in the wake of the new direction that Marvel has gone within their industry, both in movies and in comics. Millions of people who may not have known who Iron Man was in 2008 are now dedicated fans of all things Marvel. I’m one of them.

Which is why the backlash against Marvel’s refusal to put out a female-led superhero movie is just so angry and passionate. We got used to Marvel raising the bar. We learned to trust Marvel, and in many ways that peaked in April 2014 when Captain America: The Winter Soldier came out, with a female co-star who was not a romantic interest, for a movie that totally blew away the numbers at the box office, coinciding with many of the exciting things mentioned above going on in Marvel Comics.

Marvel raised the bar and people responded. Their fanbase expanded exponentially, their profits rocketed. But we’ve reached a point where the obvious next step to raise the bar again is to produce a female-led superhero movie that’s on par with the rest of the MCU canon, and Marvel—namely president Kevin Feige—is refusing. It isn’t that Feige’s stance has changed in any way in order to bring on this increasingly massive outpouring of frustration and demand for a female-led superhero movie. It’s that we’ve learned to expect that Marvel will raise the bar.

Guardians of the Galaxy didn’t do that. It was a fun movie, which had a lot of great things about it, but it didn’t raise any bars. And I don’t think anyone is expecting Ant-Man to raise any bars. The heads of Marvel have assumed that, at least when it comes to the MCU, its fan following is due to Marvel’s ability to put out great superhero movies. But the truth is that the MCU’s massive success and popularity is largely attributed to its ability to raise the bar of what people expect from superhero movies. And if you become known for raising the bar, that’s not a topic where you can rest on your laurels.

Female-led action movies like Hunger Games (or starring Scarlett Johansson in particular, like Lucy) make bank. Women purchase 52% of movie tickets and 46% of comics. There’s a market. There’s a demand. There’s a massive and vocal audience telling you exactly what they want you to produce.

C’mon, Marvel. Renew our faith in you. Raise the bar.

(via fuckyeahwarriorwomen)

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