The different fanfic eras explained as lunch

twocatstailoring:

roachpatrol:

berlynn-wohl:

Pre-internet era: You walk into a room and sit down at a table. Someone brings you a turkey sandwich, a bag of potato chips, and a soda. Perhaps you are a vegetarian, or gluten-free. Doesn’t matter; you get a turkey sandwich, a bag of potato chips, and a soda.

Usenet era: You walk into a room and sit down to your turkey sandwich, a bag of potato chips, and a soda. Someone tells you that over at the University they are also serving BLTs, pizza, coffee, and beer.

Web 1.0 (aka The Great Schism): You walk into a room. The room is lined with 50 unmarked doors. Someone tells you, “We have enough food to feed you and a hundred more…but we’ve scattered it behind these fifty doors. Good luck!”

Web 2.0 (present): You walk into a room. Someone points at the buffet and says, “Enjoy!” You turn to see a 100-foot-long buffet table, piled high with every kind of food imaginable. To be fair, some of the food is durian, head cheese, and chilled monkey brains, but that’s cool, some people are into those…and trust me, they are even more psyched to be here than you are.

Tumblr (a hell pit): You try to serve yourself a baked potato. An angry child runs up and slaps the plate out of your hand. “NIGHTSHADE PLANTS ARE POISONOUS,” the child yells. You are hungry. The child gives you a turkey sandwich, a bag of potato chips, and a kick on the shin.

The fact that a potato is replaced with a different form of potato is what makes that last one so accurate.

notbecauseofvictories:

hey kids

you know why I like redemption narratives? because a redemption narrative says: no matter how broken or wrong or bad or stupid or ridiculous or harmful or sad or terrible, you can atone.

there is still a road back. it might be rocky and steep, complicated and messy. walking it may take all your life. you may lose your foothold, slip and fall back into the abyss, but the wall is still there. the ascent is still there. hard is not the same as impossible.

you are never too far gone. you are never beyond saving. 

mirakurutaimu:

sana-kan:

my favorite seal is that one that just goes “uuunhh. eggs” and makes fart sounds with his mouth

Woop woop sat night parties

#artistsoninstagram #wip #digitalart

whitetail-music:

hey-rogby:

I can’t fucking believe that excel aesthethic is a thing now

Follow for more soft corporate culture

(Source: robotpoppa)

glitz-addams:

variste:

terpsikeraunos:

anyone else read a paragraph of academic prose and then stare at it blankly with no idea what you just read because it’s so clogged with jargon

this is an academia call out post and i’m here for it

flavoracle:

I keep laughing WAY too hard at this.

People are starting to ask questions.

(Source: tastefullyoffensive)

xekstrin:

crappysketches:

I seriously could have done something far more useful with my time…

 don’t ever regret the time spent on this

kibblesundbitches:

adisagestar:

seamusharper:

goatsmoochies

unmute this please

It took me a little while to realize thAt the dude with the stop sign was not trying to stop the goats.

dear-tumb1r:

armedandgayngerous:

THOT: PATROLLED

(Source: elliewilliam)