Write whatever ship you want. Write healthy relationships. Write unhealthy relationships. Write implausible AUs, ecstatic melodramas, unlikely redemption arcs. Squick people out. Bring others great joy. Tag your shit.
Ignore the Can We Not brigade. What is this “we” they speak of? “We as a fandom?” As in, if you enjoy the wrong sort of story, you don’t belong here/you should shut up and fall in line until you retrain your brain to want “healthier” things? I put up my middle finger at them.
Write woobie villains and age gaps and OFCs and dubcon and gay people having het sex; I don’t care. It’s okay. You did your research, you have nuance and compassion. I trust you. If you fuck up, step back, learn about the issue, and try something else next time. Don’t stop writing.
Write nerve-wracking secret idfic. Write dumbass jokes. (Punch up.) Write complex liminal spaces. Intend to write one thing and accidentally imply another, because you don’t have the skills yet. Get called out. Find a beta. Keep writing.
I have my personal kinks and squicks and stances and preferences, hell yeah, but I will never tell you not to test an idea. Your weird self is welcome on this blog.
Ja?
Okay, scram, go play.
GRUMPY SHIPPER MANIFESTO
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