Reblogging and rambling for your entertainment.

 

Writing and reading fanfiction isn’t just something you do; it’s a way of thinking critically about the media you consume, of being aware of all the implicit assumptions that a canonical work carries with it, and of considering the possibility that those assumptions might not be the only way things have to be.

"At this late date, fanfiction has become wildly more biodiverse that the canonical works that it springs from. It encompasses male pregnancy, centaurification, body swapping, apocalypses, reincarnation, and every sexual fetish, kink, combination, position, and inversion you can imagine and probably a lot more that you could but would probably prefer not to. It breaks down walls between genders and genres and races and canons and bodies and species and past and future and conscious and unconscious and fiction and reality. Culturally speaking, this work used to be the job of the avant garde, but in many ways fanfiction has stepped in to take that role. If the mainstream has been slow to honor it, well, that’s usually the fate of aesthetic revolutions. Fanfiction is the madwoman in mainstream culture’s attic, but the attic won’t contain it forever."

Anne Jamison. Fic: Why Fanfiction is Taking Over the World. 2013

(via deleted-scenes)

problackgirl:

its funny how so many black men openly hated macklemore and no one once said “why are black men so bitter and jealous of macklemore?” but let black women discuss how racist, untalented, and ignorant iggy azalea is and suddenly we’re all bitter black bitches jealous of the poor innocent white girl lmao

unhappyhipsters:

His beard itched horribly but it would continue to grow — and grow — until the living room was repainted a suitable shade of taupe.
(Photo: Lisa Romerein; Dwell)

unhappyhipsters:

His beard itched horribly but it would continue to grow — and grow — until the living room was repainted a suitable shade of taupe.

(Photo: Lisa Romerein; Dwell)

unhappyhipsters:

No neighbors for miles but when he danced for the plants that morning he couldn’t shake the feeling that somewhere, someone was laughing.
(Photo by Arsi Ikäheimonen; Dwell)

unhappyhipsters:

No neighbors for miles but when he danced for the plants that morning he couldn’t shake the feeling that somewhere, someone was laughing.

(Photo by Arsi Ikäheimonen; Dwell)

unhappyhipsters:

That first day had seemed so full of promise—no hint of the emaciated man that would be weeping on the floor day three of the juice cleanse. 
(Photo Naomi Finlay; Dwell)

unhappyhipsters:

That first day had seemed so full of promise—no hint of the emaciated man that would be weeping on the floor day three of the juice cleanse. 

(Photo Naomi Finlay; Dwell)

unhappyhipsters:

Nearly every time they raised the floortable, another small stowaway emerged.
(Photo: Ben Anders; Dwell)

unhappyhipsters:

Nearly every time they raised the floortable, another small stowaway emerged.

(Photo: Ben Anders; Dwell)

unhappyhipsters:

Nothing says “relaxing” like being tub-judged by your artwork.
(Photo: Tara Donne; Dwell)

unhappyhipsters:

Nothing says “relaxing” like being tub-judged by your artwork.

(Photo: Tara Donne; Dwell)

unhappyhipsters:

Cara had officially taken the bacon obsession too far.
(Photo: Richard Powers; Dwell)

unhappyhipsters:

Cara had officially taken the bacon obsession too far.

(Photo: Richard Powers; Dwell)

unhappyhipsters:

And so the inaugural symposium of architecturally-aware babies came to order. 

(Photo: Mark Hartman; Dwell)

unhappyhipsters:

And so the inaugural symposium of architecturally-aware babies came to order.

(Photo: Mark Hartman; Dwell)