reyton:

shipping isn’t activism but let’s not underestimate the literally transformative power of oceans of happy life-affirming queer stories being available online free of charge to any terrified and confused kid who would like to be a little less terrified and confused

I love kissing. If I could kiss all day, I would. I can’t stop thinking about kissing. I like kissing more than sex because there’s no end to it. You can kiss forever. You can kiss yourself into oblivion. You can kiss all over the body. You can kiss yourself to sleep. And when you wake up, you can’t stop thinking about kissing. Dammit, I can’t get anything done because I’m so busy thinking about kissing. Kissing is madness! But it’s absolute paradise, if you can find a good kisser.

Oh gasp, dismay!  Fandom is DYING!  Dying… dying… i die… blllrrrghhhh.

eeyore9990:

You’ve all heard that, right? Some version thereof, anyway, I’m sure.

Here’s the thing, though. Um. It’s not?

Sure, there are people moving out of our fandom and into other fandoms, but you know what? There are people moving out of other fandoms and into ours. HOORAY!

So here’s the thing, if you see posts that suggest our fandom is dying: I can’t tell you how many times I lived through the HP fandom apocalypse. That fandom was DYING OMG like, ohhh, half a dozen times a year.

What people mean by that, I think, is “my favorite author has abandoned ship and I’m pissy about it, so I’m going to piss on YOUR fun too!”

So just ignore it. Ignore it all. Because fandom isn’t dead until the last fic/gif/art/squee posts and lemme tell ya… for my part, anyway, the last fic is far from posted.

This fat lady ain’t even clearing her throat yet. 😛