I know a ton of people have said this before but for the love everything PLEASE stop treating AO3 like instagram. It is NOT cringe to comment on an old story. It’s an archive old stories are still meant to be found and read. Please think about interacting with the fic you read: at least kudos if you read it, a comment would be ideal. The authors will be over the moon. I guarantee you not a single author is going to ask why someone is commenting on an older fic.
I LIVE for my morning “You’ve got kudos” email. I have to fan myself if there’s a comment.
people thousands of years ago had memorials for their dead loved ones carved into stone as if to whisper into the ages, “do you know that i loved them?” and we get to whisper back, thousands of years later, “i do. i do know that you loved them.“
My dad has a massive vegetable garden and it is his life. Whenever I ask how things are going, he tells me about the garden. Periodically he will text me a picture of the things he’s harvested and ask when I’m coming to pick them up. And for a while, the biggest bit of garden gossip has been his nemesis, the gopher. This gopher was consistently ruining his day by pilfering the best of everything just before my dad could harvest it. Anytime I talked to him, all he had to tell me about was “that damned gopher.” He dreamt about killing the gopher, his truest enemy. He tried to train the dog to hunt the gopher, but the dog is a pacifist. He led some of the barn cats to the holes, but the barn cats have unionized and refused his offered rate. He then laid no-kill traps (can’t risk having poison near the crops) with eventual gophercide in mind, but then suddenly he was faced with a cute and terrified animal and didn’t have the heart. He released it. “He was so scared, he’ll never come back.” The gopher was back the next day, with a vengeance. That was some weeks ago. Today, my dad sent me pictures of his garden, and I saw a squash gently laid by the gopher’s hole, like a package left on the doorstep. I said “Dad, what’s that squash doing there by the gopher hole?” He said “Oh, he likes squash best.” In an effort to appease the gopher, my father now gives him a little squash everyday, like leaving an offering for a garden spirit. This apparently works well as a compromise; the gopher has stopped stealing, content to have his meals delivered to his door.
If we really want to fight against this puritanical culture that seems to be hell-bent on running sex workers off the internet and banning pornography wherever they can find it, you have a moral duty to post hole on main. Doesn’t have to be your own hole but you got to post it.
New copypasta just dropped
Same guy
Reblog hole to destroy bloodlines and oppress Christians
I’m 25 and sometimes it still hits me that I can do whatever I want.
Me: man I wish I could go to the zoo.
Me:
Me: …wait.
please go to the zoo if you want I’m a zoo docent and I love talking to grownups who are visiting the animals and want to know all about them.
You can buy yourself stuff in the gift shop too, if you have the money. Don’t need to ask a grownup or anything. If you want that toy gorilla it’s yours.
sometimes i’m like ‘jesus christ tumblr is awful’ but i remember that at least it can’t come close to comparing to the sad bitterness of the people who live on twitter. checked in on the site and currently there are thousands of people losing their minds yelling at some random woman on there because she made a tweet about how she likes to sit in her garden in the mornings and have long conversations with her husband. so you have people replying with stuff like 'UMMMM some people don’t have gardens OP, this is a really tone deaf thing to post :/’ yeah tumblr wins every time
