#me watching the fandom blow up

[pjo-apollo-ships-tournament]

Apollo/Arrow of Dodona (Polldona) VS Apollo/Hyacinthus (Hyapollo

Propaganda

Apollo/Arrow of Dodona (Polldona) - The crack ship of the ages. These two losers deserve the W! - They have a genuinely great relationship and the best dynamic. It started off rocky but it blossomed into a wonderful friendship. The Arrow also died for Apollo.

Apollo/Hyacinthus (Hyapollo) - Idk i like them

[monowritestoomuch]

YuuriVoice Characters Accidently Walking In On You Changing:

Notes: SURPRISE! First time writing these characters! Sorry these are so short. I’m currently short on time so I’ve been real busy and only getting busier. I haven’t watched the Lucien, Faust and Charlie videos in a while so excuse any messed up personalities. Enjoy!

Alphonse🍬:

He walks into the room, not looking up. “Hey Boo, have you seen my keys? I need to head to the shop to grab some toilet paper–OH SHIT! Damn Boo!” You pick up a slipper and throw it at him, red in the face. 

“Alright! Alright! I’m leaving! I’m leaving!” he repeats, backing out, his voice echoing through the hall. “You look good though!”

Seth🐺:

Seth walks in the room, looking down at his phone. “Hey Sugar, have you seen my helmet? I’m just gonna go get–daaaamn Sugar!” he says, stretching the second to last word. “Not lying’ Sugar, you look good–” 

You turn red in the face, attempting to speak, but only stuttering comes out. You shriek  in embarrassment, shooing him out.

He turns around, exiting the room while walking down the hall. “I’m leavin’! See you later, Sugar–I’ll get you some chocolate for your sweetness–!” 

Auron🩸: 

“Rook, have you seen the new microtech law contract? Trish reminded me that I’d given it to you last–oh, oh dear.” Auron’s eyes conveyed the same message as his curved lips. “My sincerest apologies, Rook.” His smile disappeared for a brief moment, before returning, far more mischievous than before. “I’ll leave–but I’d like to see you–in my office later.”

Faust🥏:

“Have you seen my good streaming headphones? I’ve been looking for them–oh,” Faust starts, walking into the room, only looking down at his phone at first until he looks up at you. 

He pauses, looking at you and then to the outfits you have laid out on your bed. “Wear the purple plaid short skirt with that top, it matches your eyes–” he says, rolling his own. “I’ll be looking for my headphones if you need me,” he continues, walking out of the room and closing the door slowly, before turning back one final time, looking you straight in the eyes. 

“If it’s any consolation, you look great,” he finished, before closing the door completely and walking off to continue finding his headphones, leaving you red-faced. 

Charlie🍕:

Charlie walks into the room, eyes focused on a texting thread on his phone before looking up. “Hey Casp, have you seen my ID–wha-AHH!” He screeches, backing up and covering his eyes. 

“Sorry! Sorry! So sorry!” He spouts, back-running out of the room and slamming the door behind him. 

Lucien😈:

He strolled into the room like he owned the place, his voice loud. “Angel–you’re out of eggs and–oh? Aren’t you good looking?” He says, that is, before you throw a slipper at him, shouting at him with a red face to get out. 

He laughs, throwing his head back and running his hands through his hair. He turns, grinning and exhaling with a chuckle. “Once you’re not in your birthday suit, get some eggs, Angel.”

Finn🌻:

“Hey, are you ready to go–oh my gosh I am so sorry!” he started, stuttering when his eyes reached you. He covered his eyes, blushing out of embarrassment. “I am so, so sorry!” 

He continued to spout the apologies as you turned red with embarrassment. 

“Do you want me to go?” he asked, his eyes still covered. “I should go–” he took his hands off his eyes, blushing. “I’m gonna go–sorry! You look great though! Wait no–” he continues, already out the door, starting to spout apologies again.

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[noorhelming]

WILLIAM MAGNUSSON ☆ 10 JANUAR, 1997

[thefrogdalorian]

I think on this fine Saturday afternoon it's a good opportunity to take a breather and remember that there are really no ethical paparazzi pictures. Every single one is inherently exploitative.

Just because photos were taken on a movie set, when someone is 'working,' does not make the practice any less invasive and creepy. Imagine just going about your day, doing your job and having some weirdo snapping pictures of you to sell without your consent for others to endlessly repost online.

There are thousands of pictures of your favourite actor online already. Plenty taken with his knowledge and consent. I'd really like to see more of them on my dash, rather than the creeper shots.

And don't get me started how disseminating these pictures directly leads to people going to said sets. What starts off as admiring how good someone looks has real world implications.

No, hanging around a movie set and disrupting people doing their jobs is not harmless fun or a way to show your appreciation.

If you hang around a movie set, you are a stalker.

Don't tell me that it's okay to take your online admiration for someone offline. You may admire him but he does not, and will never, personally know you. He will never be your friend/boyfriend/daddy. He is a stranger.

The only way meeting your favourite actor is going to happen is at a convention or maaaaaybe a movie premiere if you're incredibly fortunate. You know, places they appear specifically to meet fans (or not in the case of premieres, where the purpose is to promote a movie. Which is also completely understandable if actors don't stop. You are not owed an interaction).

Of course, you cannot help it if you randomly run into someone you admire in the wild. Even then, consider that they probably won't be all too thrilled to be approached in public by a complete stranger. It's up to you to gauge the situation, but remember there is a person at the heart of all of this.

Boundaries and respect are a kindness which deserves to be extended to each and every human being regardless of their looks/talent/fame/wealth.

Fandoms blur those lines a little too often for my liking and I think just scrutinising what you're interacting with, or what behaviour you could be possibly falling down that slippery slope towards is nice to do every once in a while.

I mean no malice with this post and it is not directed at anyone in particular. It's something I cannot help but feel strongly about because I've seen this destructive cycle time and again in fandoms over the years. It's not healthy and it makes us all a little bit more disconnected from our humanity for it...

[sluttycinderella]

i’ve already seen the bodily autonomy discourse coming back with g13. are we not tired?

[polypodweek]

And now!

A week after the event has (officially) ended, most works have likely been submitted - which means it's time for some light stats =D

The 17 wonderful podficcers who participated have made 66 works in exactly 66 fandoms! A special shout out goes to @kbirbpods this year, who made 21 pods all by faerself. And then one more in collaboration!

45 of those 66 fandoms were unique*, making this the most varied Poly Podweek yet! But this year wasn't just a celebration of podfic and polyamorous relationships, but apparently also crossovers - that 1:1 ratio was only possible because of 14 crossover works!

As always, unique fandoms in this context means that different versions of the same franchise were considered separate, however, different adaptations and parent tags were not. Eg. ‘Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types’ and 'Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game)’ would be considered as one fandom, whereas 'Star Wars Prequel Trilogy’ and 'Star Wars: The Bad Batch’ would be two.

Continuing the trend of spreading love amongst more fandoms than ever - sometimes at the same time! - this is the first year a single fandom wasn't far more represented than any other. In fact, multiple DC properties were vying for the top spot, so it only seemed fair to give it to DCU as a whole, with 17 pods!

Together all the works amounted to 19 hours and 27 minutes worth of podfic - the perfect amount for the next little while!

And there you have it, everybody, another Poly Podweek in numbers. Once again, thank you everybody who participated for making this event what it is!

You can find both 2025 collections right here: SFW | NSFW

[etheral-moon]

Ladies and gentlemen, THE pick me. Should I explain or is it obvious? But I actually had sm fun hating on her with the all the girls. This girl is a bitch.

[chonnyjashh]

There's a toxic person who genuinely emotionally tortured me for a couple weeks that I strongly, strongly dislike who draws super peak dialtown fanart as well as dsaf fanart, and has a parody account on twt, which is how he met me. I'm worried now that we dont talk he'll move onto somebody else and do the same. I genuinely live in fear of this happening. This person also has over 8k subs on Youtube because of fucking course things couldn't be easy lmao.

I would so totally out who this person is but considering he threatened to kill himself multiple times and outright had attempts a few times whilst in contact with me, I literally can't. It sucks but like. Yeah.

Just... Know that one day you'll come across a really, really good Randy x Gingi fanart, and you'll never even know it was made by somebody who ruined my emotional state to the point I honestly don't think I'll be able to recover 💀

.... Ugh. Damn it. He's popular and well liked and I'm a complete nobody so regardless of the fact I screenshotted literally everything, it... kinda just doesn't matter, does it. Idk. The only reason I'm hesitating until I know for sure people care is bc I don't wanna do this unless I know for certain it'll have SOME effect other than just making him emotionally destroy me again/possibly harm himself. I want to be heard and I don't think him having an audience is safe in the slightest considering he severely emotionally abused a pretty badly disabled person (me) to the point I had seizures and almost ended myself too, but... like... it's not worth me dying over it if nobody will even hear me.

[beastsovrevelation]

Damn it, Good Omens. I'm really not a fan of flies, but now I feel bad being mean to thrm, because I know that would make Beelzebub upset, and I'd hate to upset her. :(

[little-flame-prince]

One of my all time favorite manga is getting a Netflix anime adaptation...

[thevegetablewhichnoonedaresname]

tonight I go to bed grateful not to be in my bnha phase right now

[butts-bouncing-on-the-beltway]

So I've been staring at Renegade Nell for like a week now thinking to myself "See, this **should** be the sort of thing I'm into" except it's Disney so I'm inherently suspicious.

Well

I'm five and a half minutes in, and so far it's exceeding expectations

So I guess I'm looking forward to finding out how it holds up by the end?

[10piecechickenmcnugget]

About to be a little #fandom critical while I’m still mildly delirious

One of my biggest pet peeves is people who draw/write cquackity and cpurpled as friends or even just like on good terms that aren’t forced

you can’t look me in the eyes and tell me that alex “no one will remember you” quackity and purpled “I don’t think there will ever be a point in time where I respect you as a person” bedwars are friends

[pleuvoire]

ok looking at the views on these kind of puts god-ish’s insane popularity into perspective. jesus

[thepandalion]

I have a fic idea and I dont know if I want to write it or not send help

[madlori]

On being an older fangirl

I was probably 10 years old when I first conceived of what was, looking back, fanfiction. Me and my best friend would lie in bed together on sleepovers and I'd make up stories about what happened after the end of our favorite book, "The Westing Game." She'd ask me for more stories, and I'd tell her more, inventing them as I went along. "Then what?" she'd say.

I was 14 when I went to my first convention. I had discovered Star Trek: The Next Generation. It was 1987, and my youth pastor was a huge Trekkie. He took me to a one-day crappy Creation con, but it was amazing to me. I met Nichelle Nichols. My dad showed me the Trek movies. He and I watched TNG together.

When I went to college in 1991, my dad used to videotape TNG episodes onto VHS tapes and mail them to me, so I could keep watching (I didn't have TV in my dorm room).

By the time I was a senior, we had Trek watching parties in the dorm lounge, where the TV had cable. Star Trek: Voyager had started up, and I wrote a column about it for the college newspaper. I joined a mailing list about it, with people in it that I still know today.

I got my first computer that could go online in 1995. I was on newsgroups. I discovered Doctor Who. I went to Trek conventions where we still passed around fanzines containing fic and art and smutty K/S fan creations.

Then it was Harry Potter. Then there were websites. Then there was Geocities, where we could all make our own little spots. We organized them into webrings. We talked on newsgroups and mailing lists. There were fanfic archives. Then there was fanfiction.net.

Then...there was LiveJournal. And we could interact in entirely new ways. We could form communities, and debate things, and fight over canon, and get into ship wars. On LiveJournal, I met my best friend of 22 years. I was in her wedding. She's my sister of the heart (which is what she calls me).

Then there was Tumblr. And Twitter. And now there's Discord. But it's all the same.

I am the same.

I am still that little girl who made up fanfiction in her head to entertain her best friend. I am still the one who was amazed to find communities on the internet - which was so new, so raw, so uncommodified - where others like me could meet. I found there people to meet in real life.

I am still that twentysomething going to her first major convention, being told that someone loved my fic, being asked about my writing process.

I am still that thirtysomething watching something I wrote blow up. Seeing friends from other fandoms find me in new ones, finding them there, too. Forgetting which fandom I know someone from, because I've known them for twenty years.

I still know some of the people who created those early websites, those mailing lists, those archives. I still meet people in new fandoms who say "Oh, I read your fic in [fandom] fifteen years ago!" There's no feeling quite like having someone remember something you wrote for that long. Or meeting someone whose fic meant a lot to YOU, or who you talked with on rec.arts.drwho.creative in 1997.

Aging in fandom is a gift. Being middle-aged in fandom is a joy. Having people who still read what I write and ask "Then what?" is a blessing.

It breaks my heart that so many people see it as something to be ashamed of, when it is one of my life's greatest gifts.