HERE IT IS. MY AA7 SALES PITCH. WHO’S READY. (Spoilers For AA6 ‼️)

Gail and Holly

Gail: Hey! What are you doing here?

Holly: Oh I just had to drop of a report. It's a murder case from a couple of weeks ago.

Gail: Isn't the courier usually bringing that stuff over?

Holly: Yeah. He was... sick or something. Hey come here.

(They go in a empty room)

Holly: Is it true? I just heard a rumor that there's some freak out there hunting you guys.

Gail: Yeah, Holly I'm not allowed to talk about this.

(Holly looks at her and begs her with her eyes)

Gail: There's an officer that was shot she's in the hospital and a few other officers took fire.

Holly: You mean you. Someone shot at you? Ar... well you're gonna go back out there?

Gail: Yeah Holly I'm a police officer...

Holly: That doesn't mean you have to go out there and put yourself in danger.

Gail: Yeah it kind of does.

Holly: Oh okay well fine (Doesn't seem like anything would be fine). But lis listen that girl last night I barley know her okay it was it was a stupid setup. Well anyway I just I just thought you should know. I don't know why I didn't tell you I mean I mean we tell each other stuff right. This was so great about us hanging out I I guess that's why when I heard what was happening I just thought I should come down here and I don't know. Just make sure you're okay or something.

Gail: (stops her from talking by pulling her fast closer and kiss her)

Gail: I'm sorry you you just had to stop talking

Holly: I say an other word. (whispers)

Gail: (Is slowly kissing her again)

(Gail comes out of the room)

Oliver: Hey gonna roll out here in about ten minutes so you cool with that?

Gail: Yeah. Sure.

Oliver: Okay

(Holly comes out of the same room he sees her)

?: Hey.

Holly: Hi.

Oliver: Hey. That's your friend from the forensics lab...

(Gail interrupts)

Gail: The courier was sick Oliver! If you really must know!

(Oliver stands there and doesn't get what is going on)

like there comes a point where you think something is fundamentally wrong with you. and then it turns out it’s just Friday and you haven’t washed your hair in three days and maybe you’re also just a little lonely and the combination of all three of those things is whittling a hole into your chest every time you breathe. but also the sun’s up. and you’ve survived everything so far, so you’ll survive this too, even if it hurts, even if you have to survive it many times.

I know that it's a book. I do. But sometimes it just looks like he walkin' around with a box of cereal....

— Sunrise, by Louise Glück

Thoughts

So I thought I should srew you guys because I realized how less of an importans all of this is. It’s just me screaming in the forest (metaphore for the internet) and some might hear me but most don’t because everyone is too busy screaming their own thoughts into this huge place. But that is not my point my point is I realized I shouldn’t scream into this forest to get anyones attention I should scream into this forest to get my own attention. What do I expect from the stuff I put out there what do I feel while writing/drawing it why do I put it out there? I think most people on tumblr are just searching this big forest and collect stuff they found on the floor but who put it there who draw this beautiful picture you reposted? Who wrote this heart breaking story you liked? Even though I am sure there are a punch of people who disagree, I for myself and not for you think tumblr should be about putting your stuff out there so someone might find it and be happy about it. Be happy! Someone is in a similar situation happy how beautiful a picture looks like or simply just happy because there are people out there who care. So all I am doing is screaming in the forest putting stuff in there for myself and for others. Even though I really would like attention but I mean who doesn’t? That is how we are so let’s move on with our grap and be nice to everyone even though that was not what my post was about when I started but now it is so be nice!

After shoving Hansel in the oven, the witch turns to Gretel - who is currently fending the witch off with a gingerbread chair - and says:

“I can’t believe you thought a trail of breadcrumbs would save you. I mean, honestly, this is a forest! It’s full of animals. Honestly, the very idea that a dumb shit like you thought you could get the better of me is absurd.”

Gretel hits her in the face with said chair. To be fair to the witch, she takes the chairshot like a champ.

“Ow!”

“Did you know,” says Gretel, “that crows are capable of facial recognition?”

“Eh?” Says the witch, clambering to her feet and pulling a candy cane sledgehammer off the wall. “What’s that got to do with anything?”

“Not only that,” Gretel continues, “but they can remember both friends and enemies. And they’ll often follow people they remember as friends.”

The two fence with their sugared weapons for a moment, before the witch knocks the chair out of Gretel’s hands.

“Enough with the bird facts! Honestly, this whole attempted escape has been utter clownshoes. Get in the fucking oven!”

She seizes Gretel by the collar. Gretel immediately sandbags, letting her whole body go limp. This eminently practical defense forces the witch to try and deadlift her. Which is hard, as the witch often skips leg day.

“For example,” Gretel says, as the witch struggles and grunts, “if you feed crows a lot of breadcrumbs, they’ll probably start to see you as a friend and follow you in the hope of more food.”

The witch stops. Outside, she hears the thunder of wings.

“They’ll even bring you shiny things they find as presents!” Says Gretel, as a corner of the gingerbread ceiling is suddenly cut away by a large crow with a knife in its mouth.

“Oh shitballs.” Says the witch, as the crows descend. “I hope you know this is a great unkindness.”

“Technically,” Says Gretel, “It’s a murder.”

Today's a day of frog and jesus cock <3

oh my god???????????!!!

Do people really care about tags on ao3? Like I understand tagging content warnings and genres and such, but when it comes to additional tags, how much should I tag? I’ve noticed the funniest common tags that just make me wonder if anyone’s really interested in filtering fics by “inspired by music”, “North America” or “umbrellas”. Especially in smaller fandoms, like most of mine, it just seems kind of pointless bc you can’t afford to be picky anyway. Do you think additional tags are useful?

I think…

Actually, I’m going to take this as an opportunity to nerd. So there’s a phenomenon in linguistics called a sprachbund. A sprachbund is basically an area where a bunch of languages that aren’t from the same family have been rubbing up against each other for a very long time. When this happens, these unrelated languages start to pick up features from each other in a kind of linguistic crosspollination.

Example: Romanian is a Romance language, like French or Spanish. But it has a bunch of weird phonetic and grammatical features that no other Romance languages have. Why? Because it’s been living next to a bunch of Slavic languages for so long that it started to act like a Slavic language.

What does any of this have to do with your question? Well, I think that there are a bunch of websites that form a kind of internet fandom sprachbund. Each has its own features, but those features bleed into the other sites, even though they don’t belong there. Think about how ff.net style “legal disclaimers” (that actually have no legal meaning or function) sometimes show up on works written for ao3, which is designed to offer legal protection that makes those disclaimers irrelevant. Or how that ao3 tag generator started getting used as a prompt generator for tumblr drabbles. And on, and on, and on. Internet fandom is an enormous cross-platform sprachbund.

So what does that have to do with tagging on ao3? Well, I think ao3 picked up that style of tagging from tumblr. Because of the way tumblr is structured, it’s considered bad form to add non-constructive comments on your reblog of a post. Otherwise, you get dozens of reblogs just saying “wow” or “mood” and the post becomes unreadable. So people started putting their reactions to a post into the tags they added to their reblog, which prevented the post from accumulating nonsense. But then people were used to thinking of tagging as a mode of expression rather than purely functional, so the expressive use of tagging spread to ao3, even though it doesn’t serve the same purpose there.

The cool bit is that the weird tagging conventions ao3 got from tumblr have come to serve an entirely different and still valuable purpose on ao3. Since author’s notes aren’t visible in search results but tags are, the tags can be used to signal a set of things about the fic that a summary might not get across. For instance, if a fic is tagged “hurt/comfort”, that tells you the genre of the fic, but not its tone. But if the author then adds a tag like “but really mostly comfort we’re all about the comfort here”, you have a much better sense of what kind of fic you’re about to read. So even though no one would ever filter by that tag, it’s still conveying important information.

Isn’t human communication amazing?