Chaotic Feral Crow

mr beast partnering with the lds church to help bring in younger people so they can marry off said younger people was not in my 2026 bingo

something about the whole "fuck authority" outlook that amuses me is that people tend to fall into two incorrect camps. the first assumes that hating authority is something for edgy teens to do and you grow out of it when you reach the fabled "real world." the second assumes it's about sticking it to the establishment -- government, cops, etc.

but true authority haters know the secret third thing. and that's that authority is insidious and you have to fuck it everywhere you find it. when you know something is damn well wrong but the doctor tells you it's fine and you think well i'm no expert -- surprise! you have conformed to authority. when you see somebody acting a clown in public and everyone is uncomfortable but nobody says anything -- surprise! this too is a form of authority. when you see a consequence and think to yourself "it's fine, i just won't do [thing] and then i don't have to worry about it" you have altered your style of living because of -- surprise! authority.

when you tell yourself you can't be/do x or y because That's Not How It Works. when you refuse to believe someone's lived experience because apparently it shouldn't work like that. when you come up against something outside your understanding and ridicule it or assume it's a falsehood. guess what's behind all that! that's right. someone else's authority.

we realise this as teens because we're trapped 24/7 with teachers, parents, and guardians who have ultimate power over us and we recognise the inherent unfairness and injustice of many of their decisions. when we grow older and gain more authority ourselves many forget this fact and either think it's useless immature teenage rebellion or that the issues we must rebel against grow in proportion to our new responsibilities. we forget about our duty to root it out wherever we find it. and if you don't start small you'll never get the big shit. there's a reason people don't walk into the gym and start lifting 200lb on their first day.

anyway fuck authority. and before anyone comes at me talking about degrees and experts and "oh so we should just say fuck anyone with any advantage over us?" authority is not to be conflated with experience. experience advises and authority forces. one wants you curious and independent and the other wants you unquestioning and compliant. and that my friend is the difference.

writing my own version of heated rivalry but for double luge

was gonna go into more detail but honestly you get the picture

When maids and concubines do murders in historical dramas I don’t think that’s a crime. They should be allowed to do that

I made paprika chicken and homemade baked rosemary potatoes only to discover I’ve cut them to pretty much the exact same size and cooked them to the same colour. Most fun game of ‘Chicken or Potato’ ever.

Broccoli needed.

anyone know if rubik is like, problematic? do we still fw his cube?

okay but there is something disquieting about this urge to cast fan writers as altruists. they give us all this for free!! well, no.

they’re sharing

it’s a key difference in perception. fic isn’t given. it’s shared. it’s part of a fandom community— in which readers are also an integral part.

it’s probably inevitable mission creep from the increasingly transactional nature of the internet and fandom-as-consumerism, which was always gonna happen after corps worked out how much bank there is to make from those weirdo fan people

but like. fandom is sharing. i think we’ve lost that somewhere.

On the rest of the internet, there are creators and there are consumers. Those roles have been, for most of the last ten years, transactional. I put out; you receive. Sometimes you give me money; most of the time, it's just your attention (which is turned into money by other means).

But fandom doesn't have consumers; we have readers. And they have forgotten--or maybe they're new and didn't know--that they're an important part of fandom, too. You have a place here, even if you never write or draw or gif or edit. When a creator posts a thing they made, it's a bid that says, "Look at what I love. Do you love it, too?" And when you reach out to say, "I love it, too," you're saying, "Let's love it together."

I have watched people get increasingly weird about comments and reblogs on both sides of this argument. And I know why, because I've felt the difference, too. When fandom was centralised on Livejournal, we had comment threads on every post, and talking to each other was easy. When we were forced to leave, we scattered, and AO3 was there for our work, but the community was lost.

I took a long break from fandom during the 2010s, and when I came back, I saw a lot of one-way broadcasting and not the same kind of community. Because that's what the rest of the internet looked like. YouTubers and Twitter comedians and freelance writers just trying to make a living at a dozen different outlets. Which is to say, I understand why fandom is like this now.

But I want to remind you of what it used to be. Some people write fic, and others make rec lists. Some people make gifs, and others write meta essays. Some people know logistics for publishing zines, and others can fill the pages with art. You have a place here along with everyone else, whatever you can do. Find your thing, do your thing, and then reach out to someone else and say, hey, let's do this thing together.

I'm 43 now. I found fandom in 1996, when I was so obsessed with The X-Files that I needed to more. I read and read and read for years before I ever reached out--by email!--to tell someone I loved what they made. (Lurkers, you too are part of this community!) When I finally worked myself up and posted my first story, someone reached out to me and said, hey, come join us. Let's do this together.

So I'm reaching out to you because I used to be you. There's a place for you here. And the way to find your place is to leave a comment on a story you love, reblog a post with tags, send an ask. Fandom is not only fic or fanart or gifs. It's all of us together.

polyamory really throws a wrench in some harder kink fantasies.

like yeah, I want to abduct you. Keep you prisoner in an abandoned storage locker. Decide on what you wear, eat, manage your entire life. Your family will never know what happened to you - [remembers] - but yeah i guess I'll like, text your other partners? to let them know where you are. and if they wanna borrow you out for a bit I'll unchain you and you can like, go out on a date or whatever. yeah no, I'm trying to unlearn toxic monogamy here. You're like my property but in a non-exclusive sense.

Your captor letting someone borrow you like they would borrow any other object?

Holy fuck you illegally downloaded a cardigan

@inkthusiasm

i hate looking at the thermometer and seeing some fuckass number like 2

come the fuck on

My programmer buddy made me laugh and our sound designer whipped his head around from behind us and said “That was one of the nicest laughs I’ve ever heard.”

Hands down one of the best compliments I’ve ever gotten.

I still think about this compliment. A man whose whole profession is sounds was so excited to tell me how nice my laugh was. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed that perfectly since but man what a nice thing to tell someone.

great thing. in the middle of the picture just as it deserves due to it's importance. beautiful. however the longer I look at it the longer I feel like it's eyes are following mine regardless of from what position I look at my phone. is your cat a spirit of sorts.

She’ll overt her gaze, if it makes you more comfortable…

Tweet of all time

Me for the last 15 years: Starting a timer when you have to wait for something or stand in line can be helpful, because no matter how impatient you feel you can check the timer and remind yourself it has not been several eternities and has in fact only been five minutes.

Me setting a timer when I got to bag claim just now: I'm so clever! I will now be reminded that it's only been five minutes and bag claim usually takes about twenty!

Me looking at the timer thoughtfully: ...another Very Neurotypical Moment With Sam, it appears.

FTR it was 17 minutes from "arriving at the bag claim" to claiming my bag, so right on time.

Someone tagged this post "#it’s all fun n games until baggage check takes over an hour" which is 100% legit; a common sentiment in notes is that sometimes you don't want to know how long something has taken. But that is one of the reasons I started doing the stopwatch thing in the first place!

On the one hand, timing something is about reminding myself "No, it's only been five minutes," but it is ALSO about knowing when something is taking way longer than it should.

If I'm put into an exam room in a doctor's office, I start a timer. Because I have been forgotten about in a doctor's office before, I get nervous that I'll just be sat in there forever, and the timer tells me "No, they haven't forgotten you, it's only been 10 minutes." But it also tells me if I have been there longer than appropriate (generally more than 40 minutes) so that I know when it's justifiable to flag down a nurse to find out what's going on.

At bag claim, because I know it usually takes about 20 minutes to get my bag, I don't get concerned until the timer passes the 20 minute mark without any bags appearing. At that point I know I need to take off my headphones and start paying attention -- looking at signage, maybe asking someone if I'm at the right carousel. Maybe don't worry yet, but start double-checking. Perhaps the delay is unavoidable and it'll just be an hour, but at least, having asked, I KNOW it'll be an hour, and the timer will tell me when the hour is past and I should maybe check in again.

Now, if the bags do start showing up before 20 minutes but my bag hasn't shown up by the 40 minute mark, I know that again it's time to put my head on a swivel, and at the 50 minute mark it's time to go speak to someone in the baggage claim office. This has more than once helped me locate my bag when it's accidentally been sent to the wrong part of the airport. There is no point at which, without the timer, I would go "man this is taking a long time" and then actually go ask, because I wouldn't actually know how long it had been.

The timer both prevents me from worrying before I need to and tells me when to start worrying -- essentially, because I'm both perpetually impatient and also infinitely patient, I've outsourced my patience to a stopwatch. And because I time a lot of things, I now know the average time a lot of things take, which helps me calibrate my concerns appropriately. Ten minutes is a long time to wait for a burger from McDonalds, but it's actually on the short end of the time it takes to get a burger from Shake Shack. It's not a long time to be on hold with the HR office of my old employer, but it's longer than I'd usually be on hold with my pharmacy. Et cetera.

I know I say this all the time but I still find it hilarious that I didn't know I had ADHD until I was forty years old.

just want to add that I've started timing myself doing everyday chores and tasks and having a more realistic, personalized idea of how long things take has helped a lot with my time blindness.

I only just started, and it's not yet habitual, so there's only a small bit of info, but it's already made it easier to avoid rushing or getting stuck in waiting mode because it takes out a lot of the guesswork.

And it lets me have grace for myself when something is really taking it out of me. I'm right, this *is* taking forever and it isn't usually this hard, so what's going on? Do I need to rest? Eat? Did I forget my meds? Am I overwhelmed? Etc.

I feel like a scientist gathering and applying data.

Showers on typical days only take "about ten minutes" (me, 2025), therefore, I CAN shower before my appointment that's two hours away.

Contrary to popular belief, doing a quick tidy takes "less than half an hour" (me, 2026) and will not take the better part of a day. I don't need to dread or put it off because I can start a 20min episode and I'll be done before the credits roll.

The proposed estimate of "10-30 miserable minutes in the cold when the warm blankets are right there" (time blindness and depression, 2024), is erroneous, and based on pre-medicated data. As tempting as it is to go straight back to bed after peeing, my research shows that brushing teeth, including "prep and cleanup," rarely takes more than four minutes and may even improve morale and momentum when getting up for the day.

This is awesome and hey guess what: you ARE a scientist gathering and applying data!

I'm super proud of you and everyone who is working to keep their lives together in the face of disability and the general horrors of the world right now. Keep up the great work! And if things slip a little that's ok too. None of us are perfect. Just keep taking notes...for SCIENCE!

if you aren't obsessed with me, now is your time to reconsider