lyrasilverroseelizabethamanti
replied to your post “I read a small snippet of a fic a while ago where Obi Wan was around…”

Now I’m sad. This fic!

It will have more, eventually!

(Right now, pretty much all the Star Wars long-fic is on hiatus, because I need to take a break from it and circle around some of my other fandoms. Because creativity needs down time, and sometimes that doesn’t mean downtime from writing, but downtime from stuff in one or more fandoms.)

theyoungwander
replied to your post “New headphones arrived! And they are FANTASTIC. I have the volume at…”

Yay!!! No more Polka! Or salsa, because that can be annoying. My sister likes to listen to Spanish music sometimes and I want to strangle the music at times.

Most of my issues with music involve either the volume it’s played at, or the ratio of melody to bass-heavy beat. There’s a point where music goes from tolerably interesting and nice rhythm to “I want to tear my ears off, or, alternately, smash someone’s speakers”. Some of which can fall on either side of the line dependent on the balance on the equalizer and volume at which it’s played.

But, yes, no more fucking polka. And today was salsa (I didn’t have my iPod down at the house with me, so I had to deal with the neighbor’s music while getting back up to my apartment), and played at a surprisingly reasonable volume, and I could acknowledge that at today’s volume, it’s not bad, so long as I’m not being forced to listen to it instead of something I chose.

(Anything I am forced to listen to when I’m attempting to listen to something else is horrible, even if it’s something I might like if I’d chosen to put it on. Very few hit the “nope, never” buttons, and polka is one of them. Opera is another. Mozart. Beetles. Most anything my grandparents listen to and profess to like, though that may have more to do with their habit of trying to tell me that my opinions and choices are Always Wrong, and they Disapprove. Anyway.)

aniseandspearmint
replied to your post “The fucking polka is back. *screams*”

get ahold of sound canceling headphones and counter with heavy metal?

My headphones are dying, and distorting music badly and there’s a nasty buzz in the right side. Which is still better with white noise underlying it than the goddamn bastards who have no consideration for anyone around them.

And the new headphones don’t arrive until tomorrow afternoon, so I’m probably going to end up with another session of too fucking loud tomorrow before I have new headphones.

I just hope they stop before midnight, and that there’s enough quiet time tomorrow that I can have a nap, because I am so tense and stressed out I’m unlikely to sleep well.

On the other hand, once I have my new headphones, I will have my music again, and a few more episodes of DS9, and just. Not someone else’s idea of what a residential neighborhood where most people are going to bed or are in bed needs to hear at quarter to ten at night at a volume better suited to a concert venue.

theyoungwander replied to your post “*curls up in a ball and screams*”

Polka! Who the fuck listens to Polka!? That’s cruel and unusual punishment.

I suspect it was a “here, try this” from someone else, because usually they play extremely loud salsa. I also really don’t give a damn who gave it to them or why they were listening to it, just that they were playing it very loudly, and I don’t have a properly working pair of headphones right now to block it out.

(I hate amazon, but they have next-day shipping, which none of my other usual options offered, and one of my birthday gifts was a $50 gift card for amazon, so I only had to pay the extra over that for the overnight shipping. New headphones tomorrow!)

norcumi
replied to your post “Rebels or Clone Wars?”

You are awesome, and all of this is awesome. And THANK YOU for the Maul side of how that story element is fukin’ broken – I usually stop at the Obi-Wan side of that equation, and this was educational. Thank you!!!

You’re welcome!

To be honest, it took me a decade and a half, and @deadcatwithaflamethrower‘s fic to get me to like Obi-Wan. Maul, I’ve liked a lot longer. So, for me, his side of that cluster fuck was far easier to go “this, this is what pisses me off”.

(There’s more to it than what I got in that post, but. I need to go calm down right now, rather than let myself keep ramping up the rage. Life throws enough stress at me as it is. *smiles wryly*)

dracaspina

replied to your post

“A note to my followers who want to send me prompts: When sending me…”

Can you post the link to your explanation on the DW post so I can read it?

Actually, now that I’m actually looking at it. Bugger. I need to copy-paste, because the entry in question is locked to my access list, so it would be less useful to link to it. (Which I didn’t even think about when I first posted that.)

It is also a five-year-old post, so some of the wording is not what I’d use now, but the sentiments I had behind it, I still stand by. Also, I am in entirely different fandoms at this point, and those smushings still bother me.

Relevant part of the post itself:

They are two separate people, not one individual. Jack and Ianto, not Janto. Gwen and Jack, not Gwack. McKay and Sheppard, not McShep. McKay and Weir, not McWeir. Spike and Buffy, not Spuffy. Harry and Snape, not Snarry. To name the ones that come to mind the easiest, from most recently seen to least recently seen, roughly.

The fastest way to get me not to read a fic is to name the pairing with some smushed up name, or some other sort of not-their-names way of identifying the people involved. I do not think mashing names together is cute.

And from the comments:

I have a massive THING about individuality on a personal basis which spills over to fandom; it’s nice to know I’m not the only one who feels so strongly about it.
– quoted from the person who commented to the post

Oh, yes, very much so. People are people, even if they’re fictional, and denying them their individuality in that manner is… reprehensible, in my mind.
– my response to that


In the end, my issues with names being smashed together is that even if they’re just characters, they’re still individuals, and I feel very strongly that denying people their agency as individuals is wrong.

Given that, though, if someone tags posts with smushed names, it’s their blog, and they can do whatever they want, and it’s not my business what they use to sort things and organize things and identify things.

I am still perfectly within my own rights to say I will not interact with asks or reblogs which use that particular fandom convention, for whatever reason. At this point, mostly to keep from feeling the sort of rage that comes from the same place as being nothing more than an extension of my parents or S.O. even when people knew my name and could have – should have – used it.

Just. A person, real or fictional, does not cease to exist as an individual simply because they have a relationship with someone else. Name smushing has always read to me as a way of saying “these are one person, not two people”.

And no matter how my views may change about a lot of things? This hill I will die on, and have no regrets at all.