Ahh... I missed a few prompts, and I'm very tempted to go back for them for the completionist satisfaction, but I'm going to love myself and... let it go. I'm working on that let-it-go muscle anyway, so I guess this is yet another opportunity to exercise it.
SFC #13: "In your own space, share a favorite memory about fandom: the first time you got into fandom, the last time a fanwork touched your heart, wild times with fellow fans (whether on-line or off-line), a lovely comment you’ve received or have left for someone."
About a month ago, I received this 1.6k comment on an AtLA fic, and I still can't believe something so good and amazing would ever happen to me. I don't know what I would have answered for this prompt before I received that comment, but it seems like every other fandom experience pales in comparison.
When I saw it, I stopped breathing; I hyperventilated; I teared up; I buried my face in my hands. The full range. And then I actually read it and experienced those things all over again, times ten.
And that's considering I normally couldn't care less if people don't want to or are unable to leave comments. I get it. It's totally cool.
But this fic... it's not just this comment, there were other really touching ones, so I was already a little tender about the reception I was given to what started out as a middle-of-the-night delirious joy/rage fic in defiance of how bad the concussion had messed up my ability to find the right words while expressing my thoughts. It wasn't supposed to be a particularly good fic. It was just me applying some creativity medicine to the damaged parts of my brain while silly and loopy from sleepiness.
So to then get all those amazing comments... and then THAT comment... it really did me in. It did me in and then fucking undid me.
SFC #13: "In your own space, share a favorite memory about fandom: the first time you got into fandom, the last time a fanwork touched your heart, wild times with fellow fans (whether on-line or off-line), a lovely comment you’ve received or have left for someone."
About a month ago, I received this 1.6k comment on an AtLA fic, and I still can't believe something so good and amazing would ever happen to me. I don't know what I would have answered for this prompt before I received that comment, but it seems like every other fandom experience pales in comparison.
When I saw it, I stopped breathing; I hyperventilated; I teared up; I buried my face in my hands. The full range. And then I actually read it and experienced those things all over again, times ten.
And that's considering I normally couldn't care less if people don't want to or are unable to leave comments. I get it. It's totally cool.
But this fic... it's not just this comment, there were other really touching ones, so I was already a little tender about the reception I was given to what started out as a middle-of-the-night delirious joy/rage fic in defiance of how bad the concussion had messed up my ability to find the right words while expressing my thoughts. It wasn't supposed to be a particularly good fic. It was just me applying some creativity medicine to the damaged parts of my brain while silly and loopy from sleepiness.
So to then get all those amazing comments... and then THAT comment... it really did me in. It did me in and then fucking undid me.
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Date: 2022-01-25 17:24 (UTC)Good. That is excellent self-care and Snowflake should never be about having to do something.
Now, that comment. Just, wow. No wonder it's a treasured memory, it should be.
Thank you for sharing it with us ♥
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Date: 2022-01-25 23:33 (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-01-26 14:31 (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-01-26 18:30 (UTC)Wow, that's so awesome! I totally get why you would be overwhelmed and happy.