#4234

[vizuart]

[damnfandomproblems]

Fandom Problem 4234:

I been kicked out of a lot of fandom spaces this year because I dare try to interact with people. I miss the wacky old days of the internet where fandoms were more open to people instead of making us feel lonely and isolated. This fandom I was in was super small so I got excited to see there were still fans and when I tried talking to them they started screaming at me to leave them alone so they made a callout post on me playing the victim claiming I was harassing them they turned everyone against me now I am more lonely and isolated then ever. I wish we had the old wacky days of the internet fandom back.

[coldercreation]

oh

i think i... finished it?

[bobbie-robron]

Classic ED schedule - week 36 (2024)

UK START TIME FOR THE WEEK: 1:40 P.M.

02-Sep: 16-Dec-2005 (4234), 19-Dec-2005 (4235)

Alan & Adam are at a standstill over Terence and Steph’s feelings about her brother. Cain focuses on Sarah as Debbie clearly isn’t bonding with her daughter.

03-Sep: 20-Dec-2005 (4236), 21-Dec-2005 (4237)

Cain forces Emily to leave but Debbie offers up a shock proposal to Emily leaving them both stunned. After Sarah’s christening, Emily and Sarah drive away from the village.

04-Sep: 22-Dec-2005 (4238) - Emily departs until Oct-2006, 23-Dec-20035 (4239)

All react to Emily and Sarah’s departure while Debbie is unapologetic. The Sugdens search for Sarah find them at the bus station but come up empty. The Dingles celebrate Christmas at Granny Clegg’s.

05-Sep: 25-Dec-2005 (4240/4041) 1 hour episode, no ‘2nd’ episode

Belle is missing and the search is on. But Daz is also missing… both are stuck in a shaft that is slowly filling with water! Tom gets Jimmy released from a police cell and what’s worse, realizes his son is a broken man!

06-Sep: 26-Dec-2005 (4242), 27-Dec-2005 (4243)

Sadie passes Matthew’s test of loyalty (him or the business) suggested by Jimmy. Nicola humiliates Kelly over her gift to Rodney. Jimmy realizes Sadie & Matthew are together but Tom doesn’t believe him (at least to his face). Laurel decides on a New Year’s Eve party!

[vithcy]

Taking a few sketch requests!! pjo and septimus heap welcome

[michaelgabrill]

Sols 4234-4235: And Thats (Nearly) a Wrap on Mammoth Lakes!

Earth Planning Date: Wednesday, July 3, 2024 We received the data from our SAM analysis of the Mammoth Lakes sample late Monday afternoon. After chewing over the results, the team declared we are very happy with all of the analyses we’ve done with this sample, and we are ready to move on to greener pastures… […] from NASA https://ift.tt/9Dbsnaz

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[eevylynn]

Behind the Cover

Sterek || T || Neckz 'n' Throats AU || 4234 wc

But this wasn’t just Stiles, the snarky librarian who shot him lingering looks from across the library table. No, this was Mitch—the model Derek had spent far too many nights fantasizing about. Stiles—Mitch—was standing under the harsh studio lights, his body shifting effortlessly into pose after pose. Erica, ever the professional, was directing him, her voice sharp and confident.

I realized that I never shared my Sterek Secret Santa fic that I wrote on tumblr. Oops!

I've been wanting to do my own Neckz 'n' Throats AU, so I was so excited to get the opportunity to try it out. I hope you enjoy it!

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Derek sat hunched at his desk, a mug of coffee growing cold beside his laptop. The cursor blinked unendingly, mocking him with the lack of words. He sighed, rubbing a hand across his face. Some days, the words flowed effortlessly.

Today wasn't one of those days.

Pushing his chair back, he stretched, feeling the satisfying crack of his spine as he stood. Grabbing his mug, he walked across the open loft to the kitchen. The sound of the microwave echoed across the quiet loft. The only other sounds were the faint hum of the refrigerator and the occasional creak of old pipes. The quiet usually helped him focus, but today it only seemed to amplify his writer's block.

The loud beeping of the microwave let him know it was done. He grabbed his coffee, and stirred it to make sure the whole cup was evenly warmed. Yes, he knew this technically wasn't good for the coffee. He didn't care. Warm coffee was mostly a placebo for him anyway. His body metabolized the caffeine too fast for it to actually affect him.

He crossed back to his desk to try and attempt more writing.

His loft was far from the cold, purely industrial look it had when he first moved in. Most of the walls held mismatched, thrifted bookshelves that were overflowing with books and a variety of knickknacks and clutter that Derek had collected over the years. Stacks of books and notebooks were also scattered on nearly every surface, most of their spines well-won. The heavily cushioned couch in the center of the room had a misshapen crocheted throw hung over the back, a handmade gift from Laura a few Christmases ago.

Even the desk he sat in had almost every surface of it covered. So much so that the small succulent that Cora had gotten him sat precariously close to the edge.

Derek reached over, adjusting its position to a safer spot before resuming the writer's position.

Blink. Blink. Blink.

Still nothing.

Maybe a break would help.

He stood up fast enough that his chair kind of screeched across the floor. He grabbed his dad's old leather jacket that he had draped over the back of his armchair and pulled it on as he headed for the door. The mailman should have come by now, and if nothing else, checking the mail gave him an excuse to move around for a minute outside of his usual four walls.

The air in the hall was cooler, and Derek's steps echoed faintly as he descended. A couple of neighbors passed him on the way, offering polite nods. Derek returned the gestures with a tight lipped smile. Small talk wasn't his thing, and he didn't want to get stuck in a conversation about anyone's cat or weekend plans.

At the row of mailboxes, he slid his key into the lock and opened the little door. Bills, junk mail, and—he paused, fingers brushing against the familiar thick, glossy black envelope—the latest issue Neckz 'n' Throats .

Derek stared at it for a moment.

He bundled the rest of the mail under one arm, tossing the junk straight into the bin beside him, before making his way back upstairs. The black envelope stayed tucked against his chest, guarded carefully, like it might escape if he let it go.

Back in his apartment, he kicked the door shut behind him, setting the rest of the mail in the little basket he kept on the narrow entryway table.

He then dropped the black envelope on the coffee table and pulled off his jacket, tossing it back over the chair where it had started. If Laura or Cora had been there, they would have teased him for wearing it all of five minutes.

Picking the envelope back up, he tore it open with the practiced flick of a claw.

The latest issues of Neckz 'n' Throats slid into his lap.

A breath caught in Derek's throat. On the front cover, once again, was him . Mitch. The golden boy of Neckz 'n' Throats himself.

Derek exhaled slowly. The cover was arresting. Mitch’s sharp jaw caught the light, his dark eyes piercing, the long line of his neck tilted just enough to stir something primal. His fair skin, dotted with dark moles, looked almost luminous against the moody backdrop. Shirtless, he showed off a dusting of hair across his chest and the defined line of abs that disappeared beneath low-slung, fashionably worn jeans.

The headlines scattered across the cover were bold and eye-catching:

“Top 10 Scents Guaranteed to Drive Alphas Wild”

“How to Find the Perfect Mate”

"Fur-Friendly Fashion: Keeping It Chic During the Full Moon"

Derek’s fingers tightened on the glossy edge, heat creeping up his neck.

He wasn’t proud of it, but Mitch had become...a bit of an obsession. Derek had certainly spent more than a few nights with this face burned into his mind. It didn’t help that Mitch seemed almost engineered to drive werewolves crazy, especially Alphas.

It was ironic, Derek thought, that Mitch was human.

Shaking his head, he flipped the magazine open, skimming past the table of contents until he landed on the spread. Pages of Mitch in various poses—lounging in expensive coats, running a hand through his disheveled hair, baring the curve of his neck. Each photo made Derek’s throat tighten.

Then he turned to his own article: "Beast Mode: Workouts to Keep Your Inner Wolf in Top Shape"

It wasn't the title (or topic) Derek would have chosen, but it made his editor happy.

For the past few years, Derek had been writing articles for the monthly magazine. Think Cosmo , but catered primarily to werewolves. It covered everything from cutting-edge fashion trends and fitness tips to relationship advice between Alphas,Omegas, and everything in between.

Derek preferred to focus on his novels, but writing for the magazine offered a nice change of pace—and some extra cash for rent and utilities. Despite his family's wealth, dipping into the old Hale insurance payouts still felt like a betrayal, like profiting off their loss. The articles were small, manageable commitments: a feature on the psychology of pack dynamics here, a piece about the benefits of running in the preserve there.

And there were perks. A free copy of the magazine arrived in his mailbox each month, along with the occasional unexpected gift—a designer jacket, a cologne sample, once even a pair of boots too expensive to justify buying on his own. They were cast-offs from promotional campaigns, but Derek didn’t mind. It was a small, practical reward for sharing his words.

While, yes, he had more money than he could ever need after the loss of most of his family, dipping into life insurance payouts felt wrong, like he was profiting off their loss. That's why he kept writing for the magazine. The extra cash wasn't necessary, but it felt earned. Honest.

Of course, getting paid to see pictures of Mitch was always a bonus.

Derek was willing to admit, to himself and no one else, that he was deeply attracted to this man. Model. He had definitely pleasured himself to images of the man on occasion, but that was between himself and his libido.

His best friend, Erica, who had helped him get the job in the first place, was a higher up photographer at the magazine. She's actually tried to convince him to model. "Just once," she'd said. "You've got the face for it, Der."

He refused every time.

He was well aware of his looks, but that wasn't what he wanted to be known for. Words were his shield. His armor. He preferred to be hidden behind them. It kept him safe.

Unlike his looks…

Derek thought of occasionally asking Erica for details about Mitch, but that felt like an invasion of privacy, and was probably a little (a lot) creepy, so he restrained himself from doing so. Though, Derek did find it a touch ironic that he never ran into the guy during the times he went to pick Erica up for lunch or to go meet with the editor, but the building was huge, so maybe it wasn't that ironic after all.

Closing the magazine with a quiet thud, Derek leaned back into the couch, staring at the ceiling.

He really needed to stop dwelling on the guy. Mitch was just a model. Probably directed to pose in a way that would cause him to entice any werewolf that looked at him. The fantasy of him definitely helped sell more copies.

Still, his gaze drifted back to the magazine, the smirk on Mitch's face almost daring him.

"Damn it," Derek muttered.

The cursor on his laptop was still waiting.

Fuck it.

It can keep waiting.

[continue on ao3]

[damnamour]

CHIARA & AVA ― Episode 4234

[doctorhelena]

doctorhelena's 2024 fanfic/fanart roundup

It’s that time of year again! Here is my annual fanfic/fanart roundup. (And here are the 2018,  2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, and 2023 versions!)

This year I posted:

4 different stories, with a total of 71,346 words (more than usual, and including my first ever AU of the "they have totally different lives and jobs" type!) 

10 different pieces of fanart (including two that were actually several separate drawings grouped together)

1 piece of fancraft (a cross-stitch version of someone else's fanart!)

Fanfic:

1. If You Could Read My Mind  (Peggy Carter / Steve Rogers) - 14,986 words A mix-up with one of Howard's spy lipsticks leads to Peggy and Steve spending an unexpectedly candid evening at home.

2. Not For A Million Bucks  (Peggy Carter / Steve Rogers) - 4234 words Jack Thompson didn't particularly want a front row seat to this show, but oh boy, he's sure got one.

3. A Stutter in Time, chapter 18 (Peggy Carter / Steve Rogers) - 5298 words (in this chapter) 1945 Peggy Carter appears in Tony Stark’s lab, and immediately throws a wrench into everything.

4. Teach My Feet To Fly  (Peggy Carter / Steve Rogers) - 44,574 words Peggy Carter, a world class ice hockey player learning to figure skate as part of a Canadian reality show, has an iron-clad rule about never, ever dating a teammate. Which means that she'll simply have to get over the ridiculous attraction she has to her new figure skating partner, Steve Rogers.

Fanart:

1. "Hey Peg, did you tell the kids they could use my shield?" (Steggy) Sledding is more fun on a vibranium shield.

2. Tobogganing (Steggy) The whole Rogers-Carter family goes sledding (on a regular sled this time!)

3. "There was a movie?" "It was a musical." (Peggy Carter) Captain Carter's version of "The Star-Spangled Man With a Plan".

4. "Oh, for God’s sake, Cap. Just stop talking. And kiss me again." (PeggyNat) Peggy and Natasha stealing a kiss on a mission.

5. "Steve, this dog is not going to move." (Steggy) They only need the one bed, but there is still a problem.

6. (From the Notebook of Captain S.G. Rogers, U.S. Army, 1945) (Steggy) Headcanon: Steve’s notebook has a lot of sketches of Peggy sleeping in weird places.

7.  Cover art for "Teach My Feet to Fly" (Steggy) I never posted this on its own without being attached to the story, but I did draw it!

8. What If... Fondue? (Steggy) Hydra Stomper Steve flies Captain Carter to Lucerne for a late-night fondue.

9. The Carter Family (Steggy) "Well, she works long, strange hours And he's got secret powers Before them, Hydra cowers: The Carter family!"

10. They don't always ask the band to play something slow. (Steggy) Peggy and Steve and a lively dance (under the mistletoe).

Other:

1. Stardew Steggy Cross-Stitch (Steggy) I made a cross-stitch of @roboticonography's adorable Stardew Steggy pixel art!

[oneterabyteofkilobyteage]

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[damnfandomproblems]

@ 4234:

Not sure if they're checking for any responses, but mostly I wanted to agree. I haven't been in many fandoms, but even the main one I'm in now is alot more "cliquey" compared to years ago when RP and ask blogs were still really common. Now, alot of RP is mostly in Discord, and while I agree the messaging is easier/better than on Tumblr, Discord groups feel more closed off and gatekeepy at times. Plus my OTP is a NOTP for alot of people in the fandom, and I'm not interested in the juggernaut ships, so I get left out of alot of fandom events.

Tbh, I know it's not for everyone, but I've done better in a multi-fandom server I joined compared to any of the servers that are specific to the fandom I'm in. The one I joined I only did,cuz the admin is someone I already knew from my main fandom. I knew they were fair and kind, and they had modding experience in other servers, and it's been overall a great experience, until the server unfortunately died a while back, just due to the admin and other mods having irl stuff come up and take up all their time.

The only other server I've had a good time in was one that's specifically for fic writers in the fandom, which has events and showcases fics of people in the server, so it's alot of us pumping each other up and infodumping about our ideas and AUs.

Something I've had to learn to look out for when going into servers is in rules. Channels that state people's triggers and squicks is well-meaning, but unfortunately, in every server I've been in that had that turned into a wankfest sooner or later, usually with 2 or 3 BNFs in the server attacking each other or smaller creators in the server, using things in the trigger and squick list to harass or claim they were being harassed. Similar wankfests happened if the server has a list of topics and/or ships that aren't allowed to be talked about. Even if someone doesn't mention a forbidden topic/ship in the server, if they post stuff about it on Tumblr, Twitter, or ao3, they usually end up getting attacked in the server or just straight-up banned.

The servers I had/have good times had few if any forbidden tropes/topics/ships. If anything, it was only asked they only got mentioned in certain channels. The few times any wank came up, it got shut down within the same day.

Unfortunately, I don't have any advice for navigating fandom on Tumblr (and I avoid fandom spaces on Instagram and Twitter). I tend to just keep to myself on here, only ever talking to 2 or 3 people and not even all that much.

I hope you're okay, #4234. I'm in a small fandom, too, and I know that gossip runs rampant, so people end up hearing about callouts, even if they don't see the actual post. I've never been in that situation, so I don't know if this is good advice or not, but I'd suggest only sticking to talking to a few people for now. There will be some people who will refuse to interact with you, but even if others aren't actively reaching out, there are others who don't believe the callout, whether cuz they know the person posting it isn't credible or they've become skeptical when it comes to callout posts in general. So there will still be people willing to hear you out, if you choose to stay in that fandom and try making friends in it again.

Definitely close your asks (or at least close anon) if you haven't done that already, and depending on the level of harassment you're getting, I'd suggest making your posts nonrebloggable. I'm not sure if you're a creator in the fandom, so I know it can hurt to keep creating and not get any notes, but it's better than people reblogging your art, edits or writing only to add hurtful comments to keep harassing you.

I might not know who you are, but I'm rooting for you and hope you'll find a space in fandom (current one or another fandom if you decide to move on) that welcomes you.

Posting since this is a response to a previous problem.

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[firstprince-ao3feed]

Tis the season of giving

by Blombus Henry’s been in love with his straight roommate, Alex, for what feels like forever. He’s even got a whole library of fantasies, as he quietly pines over from afar. But things take a turn when a strange calendar appears on their shared fridge. or - Alex attempts to complete the ‘Destroy Dick December’ challenge, for charity of course. Words: 4234, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, Pining, Holiday Special, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Loves Alex Claremont-Diaz, Masturbation, Destroy Dick December, Idiots in Love, fleshlight, Explicit Sexual Content, It’s all for charity, Getting Together, Fluff and Smut via https://ift.tt/lioz9Hq

[adeadmansbliss]

Miraculous Fandom and Shipping 10/11/2024

This data is accurate as of 9th/10th November 2024 and has been done over two days due to the length of time it takes to create and real life factors. Every relationship tag is assumed to have been applied correctly. As the poll dictated, XY, Fei Wu and Jessica Keynes have been added to the check list. Hopefully the numbers will prove interesting.

Two strange tagging issues have been noticed during this update which are:

There is one Kim/Fei fic which for some reason when you click the specific ship tag it says Master Fu. Clearly some weirdness is going on there and whatever it is is prevented the drop down option appearing.

XY's character tags are a mess. At a guess several variants have appeared over the years which isn't too surprising but they have not been merged together correctly. This has resulted in some versions simply not working even if the ship tag actually exists. At the moment not entirely sure what to do about that one.

In general numbers have gone down in many rarepairs including one deletion dropping a formerly partial ship back to zero. The only ones bucking this trend are the so-called canon ships. Take that as you will.

The key for the first part of the spreadsheet is as follows:

Y (Green) - At least 20 entries

P (Yellow) - Less than 20 entries

N (Red) - Zero entries

The colours are primarily designed for quick glance usage.

The key for the second part of the spreadsheet is as follows:

Green has 0 entries and is checked monthly

Blue has 1-10 entries

Light yellow has 11-14 entries

Saturated yellow has 15-20 entries and is checked monthly

Light grey has 21-50 entries

Medium grey has 51-100 entries

Black has more than 100 entries

Black entries have the data input at the time of the spreadsheet update and are hidden purely so they are checked manually and auto pilot brain does not do it more often than required.

Please excuse the screenshot clipping the highlighted cell at the side there.

As of 9th/10th November 2024, these were all the pairings that have more than 1K works under their tags:

Adrien/Marienette - 37948 Alya/Nino - 7683 Luka/Marinette - 4234 Juleka/Rose - 2316 Marc/Nathaniel - 2300 Adrien/Luka - 1296 Adrien/Kagami - 1267 Kagami/Marinette - 1043

Honourable mention to the next closest to the 1k mark:

Ivan/Mylène - 954

After this there is one ship at 846, another at 759, one hilariously at 666 when checked yesterday then it drops to 521, 504 and 493 respectively. After this point the rest are much closer to 300 or less.

Checking in with the canon alternatives they do seem to have found a small niche with 20 more Shadybug/Claw Noir than four months ago. Otherwise it appears to have stagnated so longer term trends will be interesting to see.

Shadybug/Claw Noir - 120 entries Chat Noir/Shadybug - 7 entries Ladybug/Claw Noir - 1 entry Claw Noir/Alternate Nino - 1 entry

As ever, if you ever want to add to the tip jar to support this data collection, you can do so at my Ko-Fi here! This time any donations will be going towards the upcoming 365 subscription renewal.