You and me could write a bad meme!
Stolen from: ivy_chan
Talk to ten fandoms as though they are (ex)partners. Have people guess which ones they are. (I'm counting animated series and celebrity fandoms, too. (I only did 8- couldn't think of two more fandoms I care enought o write about. XD)
1. I was introduced to you through a friend, and my initial impression was lukewarm. We were both younger then, less mature as artists. I feel like this year you and I both came to something of a climax in our respective fields, although of course yours was exponentially greater than mine. It was only relatively recently that I saw the REAL you through your art, and the connection was like a jolt of lightening. You're marvellous. You amaze me. I admire you more than words can adequately describe. I love you for all your honesty and your beautiful lies, for all your bravery and your intelligence, your ambition, your incredible talent and passion. I love how you've got the golden touch- you've inspired countless people like myself, and given courage to people who felt like monsters. You've helped them to feel secure in being themselves. You make me believe that anything in the world is possible. I don't think I've ever felt a stronger creative connection with anyone, and my heart just about exploded when you reached out to me. You are so kind to all your many friends and admirers, and I know I'm just one drop in the ocean, but I still have this crazy idea someday we could work together. After all the boys and girls we've been through, you're still in my heart. We'll never fall apart, together we'll dance in the dark.
2. Everyone told me you were incredible, but I didn't listen because they'd set me up on some pretty crappy blind-dates in the past. I can't believe I was so wrong about you! You were so much better than I ever expected you to be. I'll be honest- the first time I saw you, I mistook you for an underaged brat. I expected you to be a lot more low-brow and perhaps condescending. But you were warm and funny, but also serious and intelligent- not to mention well-cultured. (I especially didn't expect this, considering the other siblings your parents raised!) You were so much more complex and thoughtful than I gave you credit for, and for that, I apologize. And even though some of your friends are batshit insane, I can't really blame you, because ALSO introduced me to some really incredible people. (And to be honest, even your batshit friends are good for a laugh.) Even though our relationship is supposedly over, in my mind, it's still going strong. Apparently I've become a little popular with our friends thanks to those kinky photos of you I posted; I hope your parents don't mind. (Especially since I just applied for a job with them.) By the way, what's up with your obnoxious son? I think he's being influenced by the wrong people, frankly. I'm going to tentatively give him a chance, let me say this: I don't have high hopes for his success. I won't blame you for his epic failure, though. You had all the best intentions.
3. I remember when I first saw you, I thought you were a bit weird-looking. Yes, it was shallow- I just didn't like your face. It seems ridiculous now, because I've come to realize just how beautiful you really are. I can't remember when I finally started taking you seriously, but when I did, MAN. I was head over heels. You were tall, dark, and mysterious- and so seductively poetic. (You were the first artist I ever fell hard for. ) Your androgyny and gender issues resonated strongly with me. I still I find myself copying your fashion sense- what can I say, it's timeless. You had an unexpectedly cracktastic sense of humor, too, which just made you all the more endearing. You could not only make me laugh, but you made me cry- but most importantly, you made me THINK. You knew how to speak with imagery, how to show but not tell. You were a living, breathing work of art, unlike anyone I'd ever met before. I loved you so much, I remember sitting through endless conversations with you, and translating everything you said to my friends, because I wanted SO BADLY for them to appreciate you the way I did. And to this day, I still puzzle over some of the things you said, wondering if they had a deep underlying meaning, or if you were just pulling it out your ass. (Either way I still lingered on your every word.)
4. I was so young and naive when I met you! We were two crazy kids. You were my muse for at least 4 solid years, and to this day you continue to have a heavy inspiration on me. To say our relationship was a distraction from my schoolwork would be an understatement. I would doodle pictures of you all day during classes, and whenever possible I would work you into my assignments, much to the annoyance of my peers and teachers. You were always so energetic, and so hilarious. When I was with you, I felt part of an indestructible team. We shared such an innocent, but passionate young love. When I think back on my junior highschool years, you were the one thing that kept me going despite being unpopular and constantly teased. You also accidentally led me to my next affair, which significantly changed my life for the better. I would be a different person without you.
5. I am not embarrassed to say I had a massive crush on you in highschool. You were certainly popular then, and even now many of my friends share fond memories of you. You brought us together with your magical charms, with your comforting promise that friendship that could triumph over any obstacle. You seduced me with this fantasy of being a special, secretly superpowered heroine when I was actually an extremely unpopular weirdo. It's kind of funny, actually, I met you through my previously mentioned ex, and from then on there was this weird threeway thing where I kept trying to get you two together, which hilarious/disasterous results. I just hope nobody ever finds those photos. I know they're still online, somewhere... You were my gateway drug to many things: Asian culture, magical fantasy, and most importantly, you helped me discover my sexuality ( as did were to MANY susceptible young girls at my age, I suspect!) Of all my former loves, you are probably the oldest, and yet I know that you will never lose that nostalgic charm. For all your cornyness and predictability, I will always think fondly of you.
6. My brother introduced you to me, and to be honest, I think he loves you more than I ever will. Ugh, I can't believe I went straight for you! You were a bit old for me, but you'd recently gotten some plastic surgery in an attempt to pass yourself off to a younger audience, and by jove, it worked. I'm not really into all this crazy world-building and spaceships and futuristic vehicles and weapons. What matters to me is strong storytelling, and you've really lost your touch in that area. When you boil down your stories, they're the same tired tropes in a futuristic format. Although I have to admit, I only cared about you for one reason, and that's because I had a crush on one of your characters. (And then you went and killed her, and in such a stupid way! You idiot.) I've got news for you, your stories SUCK. At least your last 3 novels do. The old ones were actually quite good, but you had a ghost-writer, so those don't count. I know our mutual friends are still completely nuts for you, but my appreciation for you has cooled significantly since you let me down.
7. My friends told me I should get to know you, which just goes to show that I should NEVER LISTEN TO FRIENDS. Oh, you were entertaining all right... but then you would come out and say something completely insulting (rape jokes? really?) and then all your friends would laugh and I'd be sitting there next to you wondering what the hell I ever saw in you. I found myself getting in arguments with you and your friends over things I NEVER thought I'd have to argue about. Most infuriating of all, there were some people who actually LIKED your incredibly stupid ideas. It didn't start that way, though. No, by the time we reached that stage, I was in too deep to just toss you aside. For all your faults, you did have your moments, and thanks to you I got my start in producing comics on a professional schedule. But our love was shallow, we both knew it. I was in it for the ride, and let me tell you, that was one disappointing grand finale. But that's just you, isn't it? Just a pretty face with a hollow inside. Oh, and your countless illegitimate daughters? They're all whores. And it's ALL YOUR FAULT.
8. I hate to tell you this, but I only keep you around because you are so ridiculously insane and... well... stupid. My friends and I make fun of you all the time behind your back. We have INSIDE JOKES about you. I can't even tell if you act this way on purpose or not. I'm convinced you do, because nobody can be this... stupid... by accident. Honestly, you must be taking like 10 hard drugs at once. And what is up with your ears? They creep me right out. I know I keep saying this, but... Everything you say and do is just so... dumb! Oh god I feel mean saying this, on the off chance that you actually do think that you were popular when actually we were all making fun of you. I keep checking back on you every once in a while. To be honest, I'll miss your insanity.
Talk to ten fandoms as though they are (ex)partners. Have people guess which ones they are. (I'm counting animated series and celebrity fandoms, too. (I only did 8- couldn't think of two more fandoms I care enought o write about. XD)
1. I was introduced to you through a friend, and my initial impression was lukewarm. We were both younger then, less mature as artists. I feel like this year you and I both came to something of a climax in our respective fields, although of course yours was exponentially greater than mine. It was only relatively recently that I saw the REAL you through your art, and the connection was like a jolt of lightening. You're marvellous. You amaze me. I admire you more than words can adequately describe. I love you for all your honesty and your beautiful lies, for all your bravery and your intelligence, your ambition, your incredible talent and passion. I love how you've got the golden touch- you've inspired countless people like myself, and given courage to people who felt like monsters. You've helped them to feel secure in being themselves. You make me believe that anything in the world is possible. I don't think I've ever felt a stronger creative connection with anyone, and my heart just about exploded when you reached out to me. You are so kind to all your many friends and admirers, and I know I'm just one drop in the ocean, but I still have this crazy idea someday we could work together. After all the boys and girls we've been through, you're still in my heart. We'll never fall apart, together we'll dance in the dark.
2. Everyone told me you were incredible, but I didn't listen because they'd set me up on some pretty crappy blind-dates in the past. I can't believe I was so wrong about you! You were so much better than I ever expected you to be. I'll be honest- the first time I saw you, I mistook you for an underaged brat. I expected you to be a lot more low-brow and perhaps condescending. But you were warm and funny, but also serious and intelligent- not to mention well-cultured. (I especially didn't expect this, considering the other siblings your parents raised!) You were so much more complex and thoughtful than I gave you credit for, and for that, I apologize. And even though some of your friends are batshit insane, I can't really blame you, because ALSO introduced me to some really incredible people. (And to be honest, even your batshit friends are good for a laugh.) Even though our relationship is supposedly over, in my mind, it's still going strong. Apparently I've become a little popular with our friends thanks to those kinky photos of you I posted; I hope your parents don't mind. (Especially since I just applied for a job with them.) By the way, what's up with your obnoxious son? I think he's being influenced by the wrong people, frankly. I'm going to tentatively give him a chance, let me say this: I don't have high hopes for his success. I won't blame you for his epic failure, though. You had all the best intentions.
3. I remember when I first saw you, I thought you were a bit weird-looking. Yes, it was shallow- I just didn't like your face. It seems ridiculous now, because I've come to realize just how beautiful you really are. I can't remember when I finally started taking you seriously, but when I did, MAN. I was head over heels. You were tall, dark, and mysterious- and so seductively poetic. (You were the first artist I ever fell hard for. ) Your androgyny and gender issues resonated strongly with me. I still I find myself copying your fashion sense- what can I say, it's timeless. You had an unexpectedly cracktastic sense of humor, too, which just made you all the more endearing. You could not only make me laugh, but you made me cry- but most importantly, you made me THINK. You knew how to speak with imagery, how to show but not tell. You were a living, breathing work of art, unlike anyone I'd ever met before. I loved you so much, I remember sitting through endless conversations with you, and translating everything you said to my friends, because I wanted SO BADLY for them to appreciate you the way I did. And to this day, I still puzzle over some of the things you said, wondering if they had a deep underlying meaning, or if you were just pulling it out your ass. (Either way I still lingered on your every word.)
4. I was so young and naive when I met you! We were two crazy kids. You were my muse for at least 4 solid years, and to this day you continue to have a heavy inspiration on me. To say our relationship was a distraction from my schoolwork would be an understatement. I would doodle pictures of you all day during classes, and whenever possible I would work you into my assignments, much to the annoyance of my peers and teachers. You were always so energetic, and so hilarious. When I was with you, I felt part of an indestructible team. We shared such an innocent, but passionate young love. When I think back on my junior highschool years, you were the one thing that kept me going despite being unpopular and constantly teased. You also accidentally led me to my next affair, which significantly changed my life for the better. I would be a different person without you.
5. I am not embarrassed to say I had a massive crush on you in highschool. You were certainly popular then, and even now many of my friends share fond memories of you. You brought us together with your magical charms, with your comforting promise that friendship that could triumph over any obstacle. You seduced me with this fantasy of being a special, secretly superpowered heroine when I was actually an extremely unpopular weirdo. It's kind of funny, actually, I met you through my previously mentioned ex, and from then on there was this weird threeway thing where I kept trying to get you two together, which hilarious/disasterous results. I just hope nobody ever finds those photos. I know they're still online, somewhere... You were my gateway drug to many things: Asian culture, magical fantasy, and most importantly, you helped me discover my sexuality ( as did were to MANY susceptible young girls at my age, I suspect!) Of all my former loves, you are probably the oldest, and yet I know that you will never lose that nostalgic charm. For all your cornyness and predictability, I will always think fondly of you.
6. My brother introduced you to me, and to be honest, I think he loves you more than I ever will. Ugh, I can't believe I went straight for you! You were a bit old for me, but you'd recently gotten some plastic surgery in an attempt to pass yourself off to a younger audience, and by jove, it worked. I'm not really into all this crazy world-building and spaceships and futuristic vehicles and weapons. What matters to me is strong storytelling, and you've really lost your touch in that area. When you boil down your stories, they're the same tired tropes in a futuristic format. Although I have to admit, I only cared about you for one reason, and that's because I had a crush on one of your characters. (And then you went and killed her, and in such a stupid way! You idiot.) I've got news for you, your stories SUCK. At least your last 3 novels do. The old ones were actually quite good, but you had a ghost-writer, so those don't count. I know our mutual friends are still completely nuts for you, but my appreciation for you has cooled significantly since you let me down.
7. My friends told me I should get to know you, which just goes to show that I should NEVER LISTEN TO FRIENDS. Oh, you were entertaining all right... but then you would come out and say something completely insulting (rape jokes? really?) and then all your friends would laugh and I'd be sitting there next to you wondering what the hell I ever saw in you. I found myself getting in arguments with you and your friends over things I NEVER thought I'd have to argue about. Most infuriating of all, there were some people who actually LIKED your incredibly stupid ideas. It didn't start that way, though. No, by the time we reached that stage, I was in too deep to just toss you aside. For all your faults, you did have your moments, and thanks to you I got my start in producing comics on a professional schedule. But our love was shallow, we both knew it. I was in it for the ride, and let me tell you, that was one disappointing grand finale. But that's just you, isn't it? Just a pretty face with a hollow inside. Oh, and your countless illegitimate daughters? They're all whores. And it's ALL YOUR FAULT.
8. I hate to tell you this, but I only keep you around because you are so ridiculously insane and... well... stupid. My friends and I make fun of you all the time behind your back. We have INSIDE JOKES about you. I can't even tell if you act this way on purpose or not. I'm convinced you do, because nobody can be this... stupid... by accident. Honestly, you must be taking like 10 hard drugs at once. And what is up with your ears? They creep me right out. I know I keep saying this, but... Everything you say and do is just so... dumb! Oh god I feel mean saying this, on the off chance that you actually do think that you were popular when actually we were all making fun of you. I keep checking back on you every once in a while. To be honest, I'll miss your insanity.