Can’t Go Back | Lose Your Mind
Because I’ve been thinking about all of this a lot lately, and I decided I should probably channel that thought into something.
Types of people who romanticize small town life:
- People who didn’t grow up in small towns
#THE LOCALS AREN’T QUIRKY#THEY’RE RACIST
#THERE’S NOTHING TO DO
#EVERYONE’S ON DRUGS
#WHY ARE YOU ACTING LIKE GANGSTERS YOU ARE WHITE AND THERE ARE COWS OUTSIDE
So fucking true
The main attraction is the gas station.
Sorry, the only attraction is the gas station.
PEOPLE HANG OUT AT SHEETZ ON FRI/SAT NIGHTS. IT MAKES NO SENSE.
Alfie Enoch as Wes Gibbins in “How To Get Away With Murder” (x)
#part of me wants you to be wide-eyed and stumbling and guileless forever#and part of me wants you to quietly and inexorably become the most ruthless unflinching steel-nerved courtroom predator of all (via)
I just don’t understand where this concept of ‘fake geek girls’ came from. Like, AT ALL.
Cus when I look for fandom related stuff like 90% of the fan art and the fanfiction and the meta, zines, comics, etc. Like90% of the shit that I’ve seen is created by women & girls.
And all that stuff take’s a lot of work and research and critical analysis and staring at reference photos for hours.
We are literally the most well versed and invested group in the fandom. So, like, What the fuck boys? You mad you can’t keep up?
I saw an argument, and I can’t find it now, but it totally made sense, that there’s a gender split in fandom. Male fandom tends to be a curator fandom; male fandom collects, organizes, and memorizes facts and figures. Male fandom tends to be KEEPERS of the canon; the fandom places great weight on those who have the biggest collection, the deepest knowledge of obscure subjects, the first appearances, creators, character interactions.
Female fandom is creative. Females create fanart, cosplay, fanwritings. Female fandom ALTERS canon, for the simple reason that canon does not serve female fandom. In order for it to fit the ‘outsider’ (female, queer, POC), the canon must be attacked and rebuilt, and that takes creation.
"Male" fandom devalues this contribution to fandom, because it is not the ‘right’ kind of fandom. "Girls only cosplay for attention, they’re not REAL fans!" "Fanfiction is full of stupid Mary Sues, girls only do it so they can make out with the main character!" "I, a male artist, have done this pin-up work and can put it in my portfolio! You, a female artist, have drawn stupid fanart, and it’s not appropriate to use as a professional reference!"
In the mind of people who decry the ‘fake geek girl,’ this fandom is not as worthy. It damages, or in their mind, destroys the canon. What is the point of memorizing every possible romantic entanglement of heterosexual white Danny Rand if someone turns around and creates a fanwork depicting him as a bisexual female of Asian descent (thus subverting Rand’s creepy ‘white savior’ origins)? When Danny Rand becomes Dani Rand, their power is lessened. What is important to them ceases to be the focus of the discussion. Creation and curatorship can work in tandom, but typically, in fandom, they are on opposite poles.
This is not to say that there aren’t brilliant male cosplayers or smashing female trivia experts, this is to say that the need of the individual fan is met with opposing concepts: In order for me to find myself in comics, I need to make that space for myself, and that is a creative force. Het white cis males are more likely to do anything possible to defend and preserve the canon because the canon is built to cater to them.
I’m grossed out by the kind of stuff tumblr does to its users over an extended period of time
Grammar and punctuation is completely lost on some people, to the point where their posts are unreadable and irritating
And tumblr fosters and feeds this incredible narcissism and need to impress people- people who don’t really matter in the grand scheme of things.
#I always read it as stiles being like #’oh god there’s two of them’ #Scott would be the one to find the only other optimistic person to date in this town #I’ve already got my hands full with Scott how am I supposed to tell this cute face that everything is hopeless (x)
Lydia died that terrible night at Oak Creek, not Allison. Everyone is taking it hard, blaming themselves. Scott can’t sleep, the guilt of another friend—another sister—who he couldn’t save, never letting him close his eyes for more than a blink. Allison’s become withdrawn, hardly talking, not even to the boys. Her mind never straying from that night, never giving her peace. And Stiles has nightmares…terrible nightmares, where he saves her, but then he wakes and remembers the horrible truth, and he screams her name again.
"But I want you to know I did save you. Not when it counted, of course, but, after that. Every night after that. I’d see it all again…I do something different. Faster or more clever, you know? Dozens of times, lots of different ways…Every night I save you."