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ramorazinn · 9 days
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I know I’m showing my Fandom Old here, but I miss the days when people just kind of had to assume that you were an amorphous blob behind the screen. Statistically speaking, you were probably a cishet USAnian white girl/woman, but until you decided to say otherwise, you were nameless (outside your handle, which usually indicated nothing particular about your meat sack) and faceless and of indeterminate race/sex/gender/sexuality/social class/etc. Now it’s all on your bio, and while that’s useful/better in some ways, it also makes it so much easier for assholes to pick at.
Never going to forget the time I made a fanfic that was omegaverse based & I was called transphobic since omegaverse is very transphobic according to them. (Omegaverse has helped me with my dysphoria so much especially on days I struggle with my body since I can't get surgery)
I'm a trans man, the person complaining is not trans. It's just very funny to see them throw a fit over me being transphobic while they send me basic death threats, In fairness they just think I'm some cis dude since I never call myself trans online but still, no one should be forced to out themselves publicly just to write fanfics without harassment lol
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ramorazinn · 9 days
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Love when writers do an insane amount of unnecessary research for their fics. I follow an author that did like 8 months of intense research into 14th century Scotland so they could write smut about it, and guess what. It was some fucking incredible porn AND I learned about old Scottish politics
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ramorazinn · 10 days
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I want a Leverage/Stargate crossover in which Parker, Hardison, Eliot, and Sophie all know about Stargate and all think they are the only ones who know.
Eliot is easy. He worked for them. He's been off world and has seen aliens up close. He doesn't want that danger anywhere near his team and, if they knew aliens were real, they would seek them out.
Parker, pre-Leverage, was once going to steal from a goa'uld. She's hidden away and safe, but sees the goa'uld change hosts or similar. It is one of the few times she walked away without her score. She still stole something, just not what she had gone for. She also neatly accepted that mind controlling snake monsters are real and that made her much more accepting of the impossible and, weirdly, less afraid in general. Nothing beats a mind controlling snake monster.
Hardison hacked his way into the mountain base while setting up in Portland. He didn't go in deep; he was just looking for something cute and Santa related for Parker. Instead, he found a mission report some idiot had sent in via email. The report had video. Brutal video. He watched. Three times. And then bought himself a new computer solely to hack deeper and figure out if what he saw was real or fake. It was real. He was thrilled--space ships and aliens were real! He was terrified--space ships and aliens were real and not very friendly. He wanted no part of that.
Sophie conned her way into a dinner with military officials. It wasn't even for a job. She was just bored and wanted to test out her skills. (Part of her also wanted to get caught. Part of her post-Nate was a bit self-destructive). She found a man fuming and lent a listening ear. With a bit of alcohol and a lot of pretending to know more than he did, she learned about the Stargate program. She locked that knowledge up deep, ready to wield it if ever needed.
And then, one day in New Orleans, SGC comes knocking for Eliot. It is one of the times that Hardison is home with them. Eliot is cooking and Hardison and Parker are teasing him in the kitchen. Harry is out. Breanna is working to undo a virus Hardison created for her as a challenge.
Then, say, Cameron Mitchell walks in. Eliot glances over from where he's cooking at the stove and says, "No. Turn around. Walk away."
Hardison has gone still. He remembers Cameron's face from the reports he read and watched. "How do you know Eliot?" he asks.
"We used to work together."
Hardison turns to Eliot, eyes wide. "Eliot?"
"Better question," Eliot says, turning off the heat. "How do you know Mitchell here?"
"Someone has to keep an eye on what the government is doing," Hardison vamps, part of him still hoping to end this conversation without Parker learning about the spaceships and aliens.
"Dammit Hardison."
By this time, Parker has hopped off the counter and walked up to Cameron to get a better read on him. She also nicks his wallet and firearm. "Catch," she calls to Eliot as she tosses the firearm to him.
"Parker!" Eliot chastises as he snatches the gun. "Don't throw firearms."
She shrugs. "I knew you'd catch it."
This is the first time Cameron has looked wrongfooted this entire time. "What?"
"Cameron Mitchell," Parker reads from his ID. "Airforce."
Cameron swipes it back from her. Parker lets him. As she turns, she catches Breanna's eye and gestures to her ear.
Breanna pulls out of the code she was working on and starts looking for any foreign frequencies to find out who is talking to Mitchell.
Sophie, who has been watching quietly this entire time and noting Cameron's military standing, takes into account his actual division and the ways Eliot and Hardison are acting and clearly talking around something. She decides to make a gamble.
"Does this have anything to do with the Stargate program?"
Eliot, Hardison, and Cameron all freeze and look at her.
"I'm sorry, ma'am," Cameron says, "But how do you know about the Stargate program."
Sophie offers him a beatific smile. "People do talk--" she pauses and gives him a searching look "--commander is it? Interesting that the commander himself came to talk." She turns to Eliot. "This might be important."
Cameron spins to Eliot. "Did you tell her?"
Eliot crosses his arms. "I've not said anything."
Parker raises her hand. "What's the Stargate Program?
Hardison is the first to speak up. "It is a secret program that deals with threats from space."
"Like aliens?" Breanna asks, continuing to hack into Cameron's comms. She's surprised by the layers of protection.
"Yes."
"Okay," Breanna mutters. "Cool. So aliens are real."
Parker raises her hand again.
"You don't need to raise your hand, Parker," Eliot mutters into his hand.
"Are any of these aliens mind controlling snake monsters who like Egyptian antiquities?"
Now every eye is on her.
"Yes," Cameron says, stretching the word out. "How?"
Parker just hops back up onto the counter. "I stole from one."
"Did she just say she stole from one?" A woman's voice plays from Breanna's corner.
"So I've hacked their comms," Breanna says.
Cameron nearly growls in frustration. This was not how this was supposed to go.
"Why don't you invite the rest of your team in?" Sophie says. "Eliot, will we have enough food?"
Eliot rolls his eyes and turns back to the stove. He turns the heat back on and gives his dish a stir. "I was making enough for leftovers. We'll be fine."
"Who are you people?" Cameron asks. "I mean, I've read your files, but--"
"Oh, how did you like those?" Hardison asks. "Beauties, aren't they?"
"You forged your records?" Cameron asks, his tone flat.
Sophie touches his elbow and guides him to a seat. "When you've taken over a small country, darling, paperwork is child's play."
Cameron looks at her, sees she isn't lying, and laughs. "Okay. Fine." He calls his team in. They'll have dinner. And then they'll discuss saving the world.
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ramorazinn · 11 days
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I’m seeing a lot of infidelity in the buddie tag since bucktommy came around. And I know 911 is the Yes We’re Very Christian But Adultery Is Cool Actually franchise. But like. Maybe interrogate why you need to stoop to that.
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ramorazinn · 12 days
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I just wish people would go back to the nice neutral “X is not my type (anymore)” or even “i don’t get what people see in X (anymore)” without feeling the need to call out specific features. Not just because Being Mean To People Is Wrong, because if you’re doing that, you obviously don’t care about people’s feelings about themselves. But there are very few features you can call out without outing yourself as some sort of -ist or -phobe, and you wouldn’t be screaming into the void if you didn’t care about people’s feelings about YOU.
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so we’re full on body-shaming actors now? cool! just so y’all know: there’s a way to say you find someone unattractive without making it about their weight. cheers. what a normal fandom. such a safe space for people with eating disorders
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ramorazinn · 12 days
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Unsure if I am going to do the crew, but... my Leverage obsession is never gone and I had to play with this idea.
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ramorazinn · 13 days
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Calvin's parents decide to take a Hawai'ian vacation. They're not sure how much of it their son will tolerate but they would like to do at least a few things that involve sandy beaches and scenic cycling routes. They are therefore pleased when Calvin seems to make friends with a local girl about his own age and the two of them run off to play
Now, from Calvin's point of view what has happened is that he spotted actual aliens, and starts trying to bring this to the attention if the adults. But the tourists are like, "that's nice, go shoot 'em with your water gun, have a good time," and the locals are like, "yeah, they're an older couple who decided to retire here. Happens all the time." Eventually, it becomes clear that Spaceman Spiff is going to have to handle it himself.
From Lilo's point of view, Jumba and Pleakley are her gay uncles, do you mind? Calvin does mind, and so the two of them spend the rest of the afternoon terrorizing Kaua'i in the effort to destroy one another while the aliens alternate between bailing them out of trouble and attempting to escape.
Hobbes and Stitch, meanwhile, are calmly playing checkers and drinking non-alcoholic margaritas.
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ramorazinn · 13 days
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you know i have never heard a convincing arguement as to why AO3 should not moderate the content that is posted to their website and i think a lot of the arguement against moderation on AO3 boils down to, terminally online people thinks community moderation is the same as government censorship and personally sending the cops to someone’s house to arrest them irl/
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ramorazinn · 13 days
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I almost prefer the days when there was no possible way for your slash ship to become canon because some of the shit I see fans get up to these days is downright rude. like sure, we've always been feral for our ships. but damn y'all* get mean about it. I don't even know how to explain it other than entitled pissbaby behavior.
in my day we shipped barefoot in the snow up a hill both ways and we were grateful. never in our wildest, most delusional dreams did we think our gay ships were going to become canon.
*general y'all, not y'all specifically
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ramorazinn · 14 days
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I had a dream that the king and the queen of a small country had a daughter. They needed a son, a first-born son, so in secret, without telling anyone of their child’s gender, they travelled to the nearby woods that were rumoured to house a witch.
They made a deal with that witch. They wanted a son, and they got one. A son, one made out of clay and wood, flexible enough to grow but sturdy enough to withstand its destined path, enchanted to look like a human child. The witch asked for only one thing, and that was for their daughter.
They left the girl readily.
The witch raised her as her own, and called her Thyme. The princess grew up unknowing of her heritage, grew up calling the witch Mama, and the witch did her very best to earn that title.
She was taught magic, and how to forage in the woods, how to build sturdy wooden structures and how to make the most delicious stews. The girl had a good life, and the witch was pleased.
The girl grew into a woman, and learned more and more powerful magics, grew stronger from hauling wood and stones and animals to cook, grew smarter as the witch taught her more.
She learned to deal with the people in the villages nearby, learned how to brew remedies and medicines and how to treat illness and injury, and learned how to tell when someone was lying. 
Every time the pair went into town, the people would remark at just how similar Thyme was to her mother. 
(Thyme does not know who and what she is. She does not know that she was born a princess, that she was sold. She only knows that one night after her mother read her a story about princesses and dragons, her mother had asked her if she ever wanted to be a princess.)
((Thyme only knows that she very quickly answered no. She likes being a witch, thank you very much, she likes the power that comes with it and the way that she can look at things and know their true nature.))
The witch starts preparing the ritual early, starts collecting the necessities in the winter so they can be ready by the fall equinox. Her daughter helps, and does not ask what this is for, just knows that it is important.
The witch looks at Thyme, both their hands raised into the air over a complicated array of plants, tended carefully to grow into a circle, and says, sorry.
Keep reading
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ramorazinn · 14 days
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simultaneous orgasms but it’s you and the fic you’re reading
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ramorazinn · 19 days
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So my boss (affectionate) emails me at 5:58am, as I lay there on my phone trying to convince myself to get out of bed. Truly a time of day I should not have access to other humans. But you know, corporate America, the email popped up on my phone asking what our agenda was for today (last day before a big important work thing) and I, half asleep and scrolling through Tumblr memes, immediately reply
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Sigh. At least she laughed?
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ramorazinn · 21 days
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If you haven't fallen in love with the CONCEPT of a work, regardless of what the creator(s) did with the premise, I'm not sure you've been in fandom long enough (or in enough fandoms) to have Fandom Problems.
The terms "jumping the shark" and "retcon" have been around for ages. Creators didn't worry about continuity issues before the internet, and most still don't. TV shows and movie franchises change based on the actors (moving on to another project, pregnancy, death, etc.) and changes in the writing room. Serialized anything changes when creators or marketing team realize they accidentally made something that the "wrong demographic" (*cough*women*cough*) likes. Studios fail to maintain investment. Anything can change your beloved franchise, character, plot, etc.
But regardless of all that, you, anon, are not the arbiter of enjoyment. You are not the arbiter of potential. You are not the arbiter of fandom.
"Remaking it to how you want it" is how stories have been told since basically the dawn of time, fandom aside. How many rewrites can you find of classic fairy tales? How many stories are basically Shakespeare with the serial numbers filed off? How many comics have multiverses, alternate timelines, countless continuities with virtually-unrecognizable main characters (*cough*OOC*cough*)? How many fanfictions have been reworked and professionally published?
You don't get to dictate what people do with their hobbies.
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Fandom Problem #4768:
If you don’t like the plot of most to all works in the franchise, you don’t like the franchise. If you only like the characters when they’re ridiculously OOC, you don’t like the characters. If you think the writing of a work is terrible, you dislike that work. If you think the writer is a talentless hack, you don’t like the stuff they’ve written. All of these feel like cartoonishly obvious statements, and yet I can’t help but constantly be questioning why the hell people are even in fandoms they’re in when they have nothing but loathing for the work. You’re not a fan, you’re someone with a ridiculous obsession with hating a work and remaking it to how you want it.
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ramorazinn · 1 month
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It's gonna be such a funny mess when Donald Trump dies of a stroke on April 1st, 2024.
Naturally everybody will think it's fake because of the date only to lose their minds (both positively and negatively based on their opinion of trump) when realizing it's real
There will be massive celebrations in the streets and on social media and lots of predictable "don't speak ill of the dead" discourse about those celebrations
Weird evangelicals will pull some weird number trick talking about how Jesus was conceived on April 1st and that makes Trump a sort of messiah and people will make fun of that
The Republicans (after they're done with the faux-sadness and faux-outrage) will stomp over each other to be his successor but none of them will succeed. They'll tear each other apart and have no single nominee for the November elections.
There will be discourse about if Biden and the living former presidents should go to his funeral (they won't, he was a traitor insurrectionist)
The Ukraine-Russia War immediately goes in favor of Ukraine as morale in the Kremlin is reduced. China similarly backs off from its threats on Taiwan.
Ten thousand new memes are made, some sticking around for years to come.
Not a month later a bunch of unofficial biographies of Trump hit the bookshelves, many with new details about just how awful he was.
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ramorazinn · 1 month
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“You should be buying it to live in for the next 30-40 years”
NO.
I mean, people do, yes. And more people could in previous generations. But most people cannot afford to buy their first house for the life they want — they have to buy it for the life they have. Otherwise they are throwing their money at landlords that they could be saving (or at least using it to gain equity, regardless of the housing market).
It’s ridiculous of you to demand that people spend their lives in a one-bedroom home because that’s what they could afford before they had kids.
It’s ridiculous of you to demand that people stay in a house that worked for them when they were able-bodied and now they can’t manage the stairs — or they need to care for a parent/grandparent/whatever who is not able-bodied because guess what? Assisted Living costs way more than a mortgage.
It’s ridiculous of you to demand that people stay in the same shitty neighborhood their whole lives because that’s what they could afford before they got a better job.
It’s ridiculous of you to even demand that people stay in a place that changes around them — and i don’t mean “black/brown people move in” but “the schools get overcrowded” or “they remove the bus stop” or… hey i know the Key Bridge collapse has rotated off the 24-hour news cycle, but do you grasp that lots of people are going to have to make the choice of moving house or moving jobs because of the increase in commute time and gas?
There’s a lot of space between “1-2 years” and “30-40 years” and guess what? The people you are judging here are not usually rich people. They are people making financial decisions to claw their way up to middle- or even lower-middle-class.
Rich people can buy the house they want the first time.
Why the fuck do people care so much about property and resale values on homes? Like seriously I get people use as an investment sometimes, but that's fucking stupid. Housing is a basic need and when buy a house you should be buying it to live in for the next 30-40 years probably unless something happens. You shouldn't be buying a house if you are only living in a city for a year or two in my opinion.
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ramorazinn · 1 month
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You should always strive to give your followers an extremely warped impression of your favorite media
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ramorazinn · 1 month
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I cannot stress enough that you need to SHOW THESE TO THE PERSON ASKING FOR A NUMBER because, EVEN IF THEY HAVE ONE OF THESE ON THEIR WALL, they have one in their head, and each one has different numbers that they have decided are “that’s basically nothing why are you here” and “obviously overreporting to get drugs.”
My face is having uncontrollable spasms. Great. It hurts really, really, really bad.
I think part of why I have trouble explaining pain to the doctor is when they ask about the pain scale I always think “Well, if someone threw me down a flight of stairs right now or punched me a few times, it would definitely hurt a lot more” so I end up saying a low number. I was reading an article that said that “10” is the most commonly reported number and that is baffling to me. When I woke up from surgery with an 8" incision in my body and I could hardly even speak, I was in the most horrific pain of my life but I said “6” because I thought “Well, if you hit me in the stomach, it would be worse.”
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