Y'all, one of my readers I've been talking to on aff is twelve years old. How did I find this out? She mentioned she wished she could write as well as I do (aww!) and I told her to just keep writing--I've been writing almost every day for over twelve years now, and after that time you do get better. And she said, "Would you believe that's how long I've been alive?" And I was like

When I told her I was 25, she was like, "Wow, most k-stans aren't that. Uh. Age." TELLING ME I'M ANCIENT. I was so amused, I had to mention that I come from a fandom where I have friends who are grandmas and they're lovely.
But I feel kind of guilty that this twelve-year-old is out there ready my Infinite porn. I have to remind myself that most of my fandom friends started reading smutty stuff that young--I didn't, actually, because I was just in one fandom for so long and that fandom was centered around a series of message boards where you really couldn't post anything higher than PG-13 (and I was really innocent in real life, too). So I was seventeen or so when I stumbled upon the smutty side of fandom. But y'all are all fine! And I feel like it's better that she's reading stuff that was written for her gaze than it would be her watching mainstream porn that tells her she's just an object.
Still, I'm currently feeling very maternal, wanting to pat her on the head and tell her to stick to the PG-rated stuff. Not that I will. But it feels different knowing there are twelve-year-olds reading my smut!
Speaking of which, the other day lil sis and I had the "if I die, make sure to burn my laptop before our parents can see it" conversation. And she was like, "What do you have on there?" And I said, "Just stuff I'm not comfortable with them seeing." And she said, "You don't write porn, do you? Please tell me you don't write porn. Please."
YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN HOW COOL I PLAYED THAT. I was like, "Does that sound like me?" with a perfectly straight face.
And she thought about it and said, "No, it really doesn't," and wandered off quite happy. SO I DIDN'T LIE. But I wasn't going to say yes when I knew she'd be completely horrified by it.
And to think: six months ago, I could have said, "No, I don't" and meant it. And now I'm completely corrupted. I blame this guy:

And now I need to go write for NaNo. It's only three days in, but I've only written 1,000 words because I've been too busy writing lots of thousands of words of Infinite fic. I've been telling myself I'll actually buckles down and write when I get ONE MORE COMMENT on my last chapter, but it's been a while and that hasn't happened yet, so I need to just actually do it.

When I told her I was 25, she was like, "Wow, most k-stans aren't that. Uh. Age." TELLING ME I'M ANCIENT. I was so amused, I had to mention that I come from a fandom where I have friends who are grandmas and they're lovely.
But I feel kind of guilty that this twelve-year-old is out there ready my Infinite porn. I have to remind myself that most of my fandom friends started reading smutty stuff that young--I didn't, actually, because I was just in one fandom for so long and that fandom was centered around a series of message boards where you really couldn't post anything higher than PG-13 (and I was really innocent in real life, too). So I was seventeen or so when I stumbled upon the smutty side of fandom. But y'all are all fine! And I feel like it's better that she's reading stuff that was written for her gaze than it would be her watching mainstream porn that tells her she's just an object.
Still, I'm currently feeling very maternal, wanting to pat her on the head and tell her to stick to the PG-rated stuff. Not that I will. But it feels different knowing there are twelve-year-olds reading my smut!
Speaking of which, the other day lil sis and I had the "if I die, make sure to burn my laptop before our parents can see it" conversation. And she was like, "What do you have on there?" And I said, "Just stuff I'm not comfortable with them seeing." And she said, "You don't write porn, do you? Please tell me you don't write porn. Please."
YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN HOW COOL I PLAYED THAT. I was like, "Does that sound like me?" with a perfectly straight face.
And she thought about it and said, "No, it really doesn't," and wandered off quite happy. SO I DIDN'T LIE. But I wasn't going to say yes when I knew she'd be completely horrified by it.
And to think: six months ago, I could have said, "No, I don't" and meant it. And now I'm completely corrupted. I blame this guy:

And now I need to go write for NaNo. It's only three days in, but I've only written 1,000 words because I've been too busy writing lots of thousands of words of Infinite fic. I've been telling myself I'll actually buckles down and write when I get ONE MORE COMMENT on my last chapter, but it's been a while and that hasn't happened yet, so I need to just actually do it.