No You Have To Contribute To Your Fandom If You Don't Want It To Die. Most Fandoms Die Because People

he’s got that previously neglected shelter dog rizz. he looks like he wants to quietly sit next to you on the couch while you watch TV

Definitely one of the funniest feature discord has added.

WARNING! ANNOYING BITCH HAS BREACHED THE PERIMETER!!!

DO YOU WISH TO EVACUATE?

Fanfiction writers be like:

"here's the immensely time consuming 100K word novel-length passion project I'm working on between my real life job and family! It eats up hundreds of hours of my one and only life, causes me emotional harm, and I gain basically nothing from it! Also I put it on the internet for free so anyone can read if they want. Hope you love it!" :)

It was early evening and Steve was making dinner when his cell rang. He put the knife down and grabbed the phone.

“This is Steve.” He grunted, reaching over to turn the heat off of a bubbling pot. There was a long suffering sigh on the other end.

“We found him on private property and he jumped a damn fence. Couldn’t catch him. Make sure he gets his hand check, left blood where he pushed off.” The voice of the new chief came over the speaker. “Get your husband under control or I swear I’m going to arrest him. No matter if your dad is the old police chief.” He grunted before hanging up.

Steve pinched the bridge of his nose. This was the second time this week, never mind the last few months. There was nothing to do but to wait until Eddie got home.

He was finishing dinner when he heard the back door open and quiet shuffling to the hall bathroom. “Hey babe! Have a nice walk?” Steve called, hearing the steps stop. “Oh! Uh yeah it was good, very calm.”

“That’s so weird then. Because the Chief called me today. Didn’t sound like a peaceful walk to me.”

Eddie appeared in the doorway with a cloth wrapped around his hand and a sheepish expression. “Well you see I was playing Pokémon go-“ “On private property?” “Well there was a shiny…” Eddie stopped when he noticed the look Steve was giving him. “You jumped a damn fence. A tall one.”

“No, it was like middle height-“

“You cut your hand!”

“No it’s just scratch..”

Steve threw his hands up. “Babe, love and chaos of my life. You are in your fifties. You shouldn’t be running around in abandon private property for a game.”

“You wouldn’t understand. You aren’t down to clown like I am, old man.” Eddie flipped his hair and walked back down the hall.

“You’re older than me!”

i keep finding good music with ai generated album covers and it actually like hurts me. you're a musician. you're an artist. you spend i assume hours and hours poring over a single track, come out with something you're proud of and then dont have the braincells to stop yourself from making an ai album cover. you won't hire someone or make some photobashed shit in canva out of copyright free images or something. have you no sense of dignity. no sense of comradery as a creative type. you could make a crayon drawing and take a picture in shit lighting with your phone and it would be infinitely more charming than the ai art. youre ugly youre disgusting im gonna kill you give me 500 dollars

i think it is important to recognize the ways in which your favorite thing sucks. i think it keeps u normal

The definition of a woman is an adult human female, right? Is that transphobic?

No offense to you, I just want to see if the trans movement can actually define the term woman since I haven't been able to and I think your blog could help. I'm new to this and I'm pretty curious. Again, absolutely no offense meant and I'm sorry if you take any.

When I was a kid, I thought that nobody actually wanted to be a girl. That it's just one of those unfortunate fates you get handed, like being born with no eyes or no legs or something. That it's something miserable, that's supposed to be miserable, and everyone else is just better at sucking up and enduring it than I am. That it's supposed to hurt and you're supposed to act like it doesn't, and that's just what everyone does.

Being born in mid-90s, I was vaguely aware that trans women exist, but I was like 13 when I discovered that it goes the other way around too. Like you can transition female-to-male. And my first thought was "how hasn't everyone done this?" I thought it had to be some very well-guarded secret, because otherwise how else would they stop every woman from flocking to these things. My first initial thought was that if women knew there was an option to just stop being women, the world would run out of women.

I don't understand why anyone would want to be a woman, but it gradually came to my understanding that some women do. They actually enjoy that. So, as far as I'm concerned, the definition of "woman" is anyone who wants to be one. I don't understand why anyone does, but it's not off my plate if someone does.

The definition of a woman is a person who wants to be a woman. That is none of my business for as long as they let me stray out of it.

I need Slashes titties in my mouth on like a biblical level

“Biblically accurate Slash” and it’s just a chicken with a guitar and top hat

You promised

Final version and I think it looks way better than the previous one idk

If a Preacher’s Daughter film ever happens there are no limits to what I’d do to be in it!!! 💀