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I really feel sad for you all native speakers that in English the word “madrugada” doesn’t exist. You have early morning, deep into nighttime, at daybreak, etc, but not a word for the concept of those hours between 1 am and 5-6 am where everything is dark and the night seems endless, and people are still around in the streets walking or talking or driking and dancing at weekends and summer-nights. For the hours of working or studying so late you end up with raccon eyes, and the silence deep when you look out of your window before finally going to bed.

“Madrugar” with the same root, is a verb that means to make an early morning, that is, to wake up very soon, sooner than normal or than it is reasonable. But “la madrugá” comes before that. It’s its own delimited space.

English has a weird word for the hours between the fall of the sun and dinner, “Evening”, that in Spanish simply doesn’t exist either. It’s directly from “tarde” (afternoon) to “noche” (night) although sometimes you can hear “tarde-noche” for when in winter the sun comes down at 5-6 pm just with “la merienda” (mid-afternoon meal, like a breakfast but for afternoons) and dinner still doesn’t happen until 10 pm.

In the same way you all live life in a way that make “evening” an useful word, we in Spain (dunno other spanish-speaking countries, just talking for mine) talk about the madrugada and we meant activity late into the night that is understood in a context by other spaniards that in English is completely absent. It’s strange.

All of this, of course, because I wanted to start a tumblr post with “Es de madrugá donde vivo y aún estoy aquí…”
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That time you realise you appreciate the canon and canon-adjacent only interpretations of a text (aka meta) over anything else in fandom (although speculation is also fun when we recognise that’s all it is) but also loves thinking of weird canon divergences or just plain likes multishipping contradicting ships etc. I love how it all can coexist. Don’t let anybody tell you to think otherwise.

(I think the trick is loving and appreciating the canon for what it is even if you like to play with other aspects of it or change things in fic you know? So long as we don’t lose sight of what it’s truly canon, as in the words of the author or what’s really on screen I think we’re fine. Go wild.)

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Do you know that feeling when you’re reading a fic, which is mildly oc but seems well enough written and entertaining and boom. You get hit in the face with what is clearly a projection on the charas and the plot of the fic author own issues instead of canon or a well thought au?

As I’ve read more and more fic I’ve become more and more able of seeing those poor author issues through the flimsy excuse of writing fic, and while sometimes it’s really cathartic because it meshes really well with canon in most cases I’m like: “gosh author, this is much more than I needed to know about you. Can we go back to this chara plausible issues and not you own projection of your problems?”

Which makes me feel mean, so I don’t comment or anything and just close the window. But also makes me feel embarrassed on their behalf, although they’re very brave for posting anyway I guess, or just ignorant of how they come across….

I won’t pretend that projecting our own issues isn’t what everybody does when writing, but when you write well it isn’t an imposition on the poor chara, that comes out of left field but part of the story you know? But fanfic is amateur so you come across these things super often. And it’s weird. 

So I guess what I wanted to say was that one needs to learn to distinguish btwn chara and oneself, bcs the basis of fanfiction is the chara and/or worldbuilding (i consider this one also imprescindible but i know i’m in the minority here so….).

And now I’ve realised that this view implies that inserting lgbt+ issues or other mental health things is wrong. Eh. No. I’ve enjoyed most of my fic in that category. But also. Don’t write a pamphlet or the rant to your parents you wish you could give? Like. 

Use the chara personality and world not yourself dear god; unless that’s exactly what you meant to do; in that case proceed without worry bcs we’re all free of doing whatevs in fiction and tag with OOC or self-projection or something for purists like me. 

Please tag it ;_; (although if you have a hand of gold writing then everything is pardoned. good writing is good writing, although it may be poor fic itself >_<)

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There’s is nothing that repels me more from reading a fic, that a long list of completely unnecessary tags of secondary and tertiary charas, and all sort of tropes that are touched only in passing.

A few years back I gave those stories some opportunities, trying to read them. Then I realised they were superficial and pandering towards the biggest number of readers possible by including lots and lots of implausible tropes or characterization.

Sometimes it’s just that an author is overcautious, and new to the fandom scene, or the horrible kind to put an unholy amount of drabbles and one-shots in the same. I won’t read either, bcs I hate not knowing which chaps are the ones with the one-shots I’d like. And when the author is an amateur ficwriter…  

Well. Sometimes they’re good, other’s okey, but most times they’re just passable and I’m afraid the almost 10 years I’ve been reading fic have made into a fic snob. 

And it’s horrible to go searching for a concrete pairing or prompt-trope-tag and see a pages and pages of basically trash or unrelated fic, where that specific term or fandom tag you’re searching is inundated and gah.

I guess reading fic is like being one of those goldminers of old, searching in the mud for the golden ones. xD 

 
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That feeling when you love most of some-author characterization, and their use of temporal lines and canon. And almost every fic they have is pure porn. Porn in which the characterization counts a lot, and where they have conversations that make very hard just skip the scene. But porn. 

(And there is an obscene amount of porny scenes in their fic.)

And I’m beyond frustrated, bcs the part of the story where the charas are conversing and playing each other, their action scenes, the bits of plot mingled with chara development, all that, is my fav part. 

And I think author has a relationship to sex in which is used like a weird mix of therapy and other kinds of interactions. And sometimes I like how they play with it, but sex all the time? I can’t understand it, nor stand it. It bores me. It’s repetitive; why don’t we go back to the brilliant conversation and cuddles? To the fights and spars? To other kinds of fun. 

To the fucking addictive outsider povs.

There’s also the problem of having the sex scenes be, in their majority about the physical sensations. Like. Completely comprehensible, and the intimacy etc, is there heavily implied by the sex and dialogue (i told you this author used sex as substitute for other kinds of interaction) but unless you don’t describe the overwhelming feelings extensively along the porn I just can’t get invested with the scene or enjoy it that way. 

I think the problem is that I’m too ace for this author. Seriously; I was reading the comments section and the author answers and explanation for the sex thing (they’re very much conscient that their perspective is not “normal”) and I kinda get where they come from but it’s still incomprehensible for me in an emotional way. 

Where is the bonding?? the non-sexual bonding, which doesn’t mean unsensual or unpassionate. 

Sometimes author completely nails it with the mix of feels-sex but most time I’m scrolling past reading the dialogue over the sex to see if there’s something interesting lmao.

So the problem is that I’ve ended obsessed and reading their whole fic-work in the fandom I like (in 3 days lmao), because despite myself I love their interpretation of canon and most of the characterization, and growing progressively more frustrated bcs I wanted more. 

It’s not like they’re unable to write beyond porn! A few of those fics are more about the ambiance and the feels and playing with what if? and although they also include the numerous sex scenes, they’re very well balanced (not the 80% of the fic) and the rest of the story is absolutely interesting and well done. 

Sigh. 

I guess they just aren’t interested. They bypass one of my fave secondary charas and the opportunity to explore their relationship with the rest of the cast bc they feel they’re too young for sex. They are yes, but fucking porn isn’t the only way to do a character study or to write about relationships! For the love of god, augh!!!

Everyone to their own business and I wouldn’t dream of raining on their parade in the comments section but I feel I had to share somewhere lol. They don’t owe me anything, but it’s frustrating bcs I know they have the potential of writing the stuff I absolutely love -for something I’ve obsessed and read all their work in 3 days- but I also know they won’t. 

GAH

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Just ended watching a documentary on the Empire of Carthage and still feeling sad because they just said peninsular tribes or something like that. (come on say at least iberian and celtiberian tribes. cost only changing a word)  While putting a big fat Spain over all the Iberian Peninsula because Spain certainly existed then and if not, and you are doing it for viewers to recognize the geography, you sure as hell forgot about Portugal. Liked it though; the documentary was clearly intended as introduction and diffusion not specialised or anything so like can’t exactly put high standards. Just you know. Realising we are as we are now because we haven’t much of a unique cultural identity due to conquest (first carthage then rome then visigoods then muslims then catholics again) and religion; can’t exactly compare it to the shit the Spanish Empire did to America in terms of impact on today matters, but yeah. (anyway isn’t it what always fucking happens? instead of respecting one another and collaborating and being decent. and violence ends up shaping us) Feeling weird and navelgazing.

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Is anybody else tired of reading fics where the women (protagonist or not) are treated like shit? Because I am. Even if it’s for the plot, or the angst, or the romance, i hate reading about a women being rendered impotent again and again for the narrative and then have only as recompense a romance or a mildly happy ending, as if that were satisfying enough? Most times, those romances even start from that situation where the women has been powerless and I hate it with all my soul, I can’t stand it. I think, oh this fic has genderbend whatever character, it’ll be interesting to see how it changes, and what it changes it’s that it becomes an excuse to emotionally and psychologically torture those characters. It ceases to be about them as a person with some interesting studies of gender, to be about how horrible is to be a woman. It’s not, it shouldn’t be horrible, it shouldn’t be a synonym with being perceived or treated as leaser, it shouldn’t mean to be that you’re even more vulnerable to the evil in the world.

 I understand I have to only click and close the page, and most times I do; others I hold out hope that the suffering will bring a reckoning and then I’m let down again. I understand these stories are, more likely than not, how other people deal with their issues. I respect that. I’m talking about how they affect me, and if somebody want to talk about how they feel with me because I don’t have many who would understand in the real world.

I’ve never been specially oppressed for being a woman, living as a middle-class white girl in Spain, so I guess that privilege is why those fic don’t work for me, but I think that’s why it infuriates me even more. It’s a deep understanding of “that could have been me, if I were born in another country or some years in the past or in a retrograde family”; I shouldn’t have to feel lucky for being a woman who has escaped what shouldn’t exist. If I escaped it, why I have to deal in every damn piece of fiction with it. (Why I have to watch the news about murdering and reaping pigs?Why are still my sisters unable to be free in more than half the known world?) Why are people unable of crating AUs without misogyny and inequality? Sometimes I can appreciate a thoughtful critic of those issues, if they are handed well, but the way most times it becomes an excuse for wangst? I can’t. I really can’t. And really, I already know it’s shit you don’t have to convince me of it.

I’m writing this because I’ve just read a fic in where in a world where the protg is female, she is forced to marry one man who despises the protag (or so she thinks, and he does nothing to dispel the notion), and after getting pregnant with his child, and then plotting his murder (look i never said she was a saint or that he didn’t have certain reasons to hate her) he discovers she is pregnant, and because she has hide it, in the beginning (to not foster vain hopes, to still retain a bit of her independence after being tied with someone who she loathes an is loathed in turn being treated like a criminal) amenaces with killing her and the kid in that same moment, burying her alive, was my damn take on the scene, in the same tombs where his mother was ritually sacrificed after his father death. I exploded. Okey, I just wanted to kill that damn character. The disregard, the way he just implies with everything that her place is to be dead if she is not the perfect spouse and even then, that she only serves to be a wife. Gods how I loathed it all. I started crying. Should have looked more closely the warnings at the end of the chapter, or stopped reading a few chapters ago when I saw what attitude had the story towards its protag. That because she was morally corrupt the only way to be redeemed was to learn to be happily married with that man. The fic didn’t say so textually, but I can read between the lines. It was an attack not on the villainy of the protag but on daring to be a woman and a villain too, it felt like. Or using her femininity to punish her badness which felt equally bad.

I guess I understand now why people with other issues are so sensible to certain portrayals in fic or novels. Gods I hope to avoid making people feel so attacked by anything I write or say. This taught me empathy if nothing else, but really. I have always been fed up with these kind of fic (one of the principal reasons I can’t stand ABO or anything about pregnancies too) but today it was the gota que colmó el vaso, and I needed to share it before exploding uselessly in my home.

And really, fuck the patriarchy, and capitalism, and all those other shitty -ism, and up with feminism and equality!! 

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 What are the chances? Everything we know can be immortalized; thus is the purpose of Art. Nothing ever lasts, but in our memories everything never ends. This is the contradiction of human nature. We don’t know when to stop searching for a meaning that will never be found. What if we stopped? Then we die, for life without an unfulfilled hope and an unreachable goal is unbearable. Why? Because the day we stop hoping and our wishes are fulfilled is the day we die. We don’t have anything more worth living, nor love nor hate nor spite. Is hope what gives us the fuel, and in days like ours, when everything seems to be falling out a cliff in fire leaving our civilization ruined… How many hopes have been extinguished? Society doesn’t understand this unreacheable and bright nature of Art and life; it tells us to give up and to consume everything in a last blaze of egoism and false glory at the cost of all: nature, life, kindness. How is a life worth living without those three pillars? As with the fadement of Hope, the rejection of them makes us little ghosts afraid of truly living. Or corpses.

So I tell you this: never be afraid of crying and hoping. Love your everything and this wretched world of ours. Even if your only hope is a half remembered oath to leave a better place. Even when all people around you tells you not to. They are deluded. They are maybe very consciously making the decision of bringing their doom because for them nothing matters; their spirit and soul has already died long ago. They don’t matter all that much, because hope is in human nature and if you can bring yourself to treat others with dignity and kindness all while keeping your very bright flame alive then they will hope too. Everything you do can have meaning if you want; the universe is nothing in comparison with your live and this material earth- we don’t matter to it and it shouldn’t matter to us. Its only use is reminding us that nothing ever truly ends. Even if you are afraid; after this Earth there will be infinite more worlds as there are now, and there have been before. Use this unending force and remember: your are part of it. You act, and you can act anyway you want because it doesn’t matter at the same time it matters. 

And all of this is so difficult. There are time when I don’t want to leave my bed or when I want to break everything in a fit of rage because: why?= why nobody else sees what I see? But to think like that is deluding oneself; we are never truly alone and I can act and others are already reacting and I will see this world changed for the better. And if my final goal is unreachable and my lasts hopes are unfulfilled then is all for the better because I will have lived a life worth living. Nobody will tell me what can or cannot I do. Never let yourself down for more than a moment. Cry and stand up. We are all that matters in a unfeeling Earth.

(And Art is what gives form to all of our hopes and fears. It has taught me almost everything I know about life and others lifes and it is, in its intensity a human creation. When all seems lost reach it to remind yourself you are still alive. And live life as an artist: perceiving, loving and accepting all things in their weirdness.)

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 there are sometimes when i wonder about the nature and the feeling of fanfics. nothing very serious. today, i read a fic in ao3 from 2008 in livejournal. in the comments, an user was asking the author about another fic of theirs and the author was saying that they had erased it because it was embarrassing. i thought the title was cute, and that by the fic i have just ended to read the erased one would have been funny and embarrassing in that good way that gives good vibes. you know the fic is ridiculous and that what it happens there wouldn’t have happened in canon anyway, but it’s so nice, so well written in spite of the ridiculousness… you can’t help but love it.

and anyway. it made me think that we are always talking about how fics are transformative, and how they help young people to experiment things safely and how it’s the playfield of woman and how they help us all to communicate and share feelings about fictions and our lives in a comforting way. (let’s go away the bad things, for now. everything has its counterweight) but it made me think… fanfics are ephemeral creations too. they exist in a fragil media, everywhere and nowhere at the same time, without the security of being guarded of the pass of time by being a material thing. or maybe their irreal nature in the world of dates will make them endure far away from their origins. but it made me think about how they depend on authors that could get frustrated or embarrassed with them, on the reaction of their readers which could make the author to delete their work, in web page owned by people who don’t care and can get them erased simply by being everything they couldn’t think of, never in their lives. they depend on shared emails, and the memory of the people who catched the lucky moment to save the words or read them. 

and someday maybe you revisit an old page and you don’t find nor author nor fic, or the page itself has been absorbed again in the net and not even with timesalving machines would you ever encounter them again. maybe you find out a good sinopsis o review and a link that doesn’t direct to anywhere anymore. and you would think, melancholy in your heart “oh, how good could it have been?” to forget about it in the next half hour. maybe one day the only thing remaining of that good ol’ fix-it or whatever fic, is only your memories, and that of the one who wrote it and that of the other who where there too. 

i think all these feelings are beautiful sad things about the fandom experience. it’s fragility, like live. because the stories are changing things. and some of them die and others remain. internet allows us to see the process more near and clearly. 

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Original post in my tumblr: alnair-tair.tumblr.com/post/178981631477/sometimes-i-think-about-how-we-shame-sex


sometimes i think about how we shame sex. specifically in stories. more even, when people compare a “pure” mental and/or spiritual connection to a completely romantic/sexual one and how almost always, they say the latter ones as inferiors to the formers. which really baffles me. why? why can’t two people have a meaningful soul-deep connection of understanding and not romance too? not love? why love is seen as being tainted by physical intimacy? when to my understanding when you get someone so well, when you understand each other so much you already love them. not ifs, not buts. you love them, and if the possibility of sexual or romantic attraction is there, then it is more than likely that’ll happen in these circumstances and it would only be the expression of a bond which is already there. because what, at least i, search in a partner is that connection. to be matches spiritually and mentally, to be able to be with each other the longest time possible and sex and romance are a part of that (for most). sex should be an activity practised mostly to connect and enjoy and find pleasure and share and to be able to trust and let go. when you are so in tune with another, when you love and are attracted to them, sex is simply another thing to connect the souls, to bring intimacy and communicate through feelings and acts and forget the world. not something to be ashamed of.

and that is something i had to say, in my inexperienced opinion xD not that sex should only be reserved for such life changings connections, but y’know, it must always be a positive thing to you and your partner(s). obviously lol. and it doesn’t harm anything as long as you are as careful with it as with everything else.

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