You're my friend please explain what the hell is the Goncharov meme
For you, my friend, anything.
Basically, in October 2020 a tumblr user got a pair of off-brand shoes that, instead of having a brand of any kind printed on its tongue, had what looked like copy for a poster for a non-existent Martin Scorsese movie called Goncharov on it.
While the post was popular at the time, it sort of faded into semi-obscure site lore. Like Live Slug Reaction or ants in a microwave it became one of those shorthand jokes that required prior knowledge of one popular post to make, but it wasn't as widely spread as either of those at the time.
For some reason, over the past couple days, it has seen an EXPLOSION in references and jokes about it. According to this post, part of it was that after seeing another popular post about it (one which I cannot find atm), someone made a poster for the "movie" and it all sort of built from there. Before long, the characters were given "canon" names, they were given personalities (kinda...?), a loose plot and even a set of themes is starting to emerge from all of the people speculating and analyzing the contents of the "movie" with depth and frequency that rivals actual massive fandoms. It was even given a "release date" of 1973. Even I, who is terminally online, have not been able to track what is "canon" and how it was established.
Ruining the joke etc. but I would like to emphasize here that no matter how vivid the analyses are, no matter what screenshots you see, this is all a massive inside joke. One which seems to be sort of growing into a massive site-wide rp/art collab, but a joke nonetheless. The only actual source material for Scorsese's Goncharov is a bizarre print on a boot.
If I'm being honest, though, I think this sort of arabesque creation of a piece of media is a much more interesting story than any movie even Martin Scorsese could make.
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❛ i highly recommend visiting the heyu tea house. their diverse variety of flavors is sure to keep you ( @fearsgod ) going back for more, as busy as you are as a member of the fatui. ❜
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Hi Zin! I started writing my first story about Danny today and wanted to mention that Amit is going to have a main role in it cause he deserves the best. I made the Ravenclaw boys roommates and start both as first years. Amit is one of my favorite HL characters and he shouldn't have become an underdog. I'm glad to hear you appreciate him as much too!
Hey man! Yeah Amit's adorable and HL did him so dirty. The other houses all get characters with huge side plots and Amit just doesn't do enough. He had so much potential so I'm glad he's gonna have a main role in your story. Like imagine having someone who can probably navigate by starlight and speak read Gobbledegook and then tossing him to the side???? Couldn't be me. I actually really love that he gets scared about everything too why are all these teenagers so traumatized that they barely even react to impending doom skfkkg
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Ace Awareness Mini Masterlist
y'all it is asexual awareness week!!!!!!!! I feel so lucky to be in a fandom with so many writers exploring asexuality in their stories, so for this week I thought I'd link some of my fics with ace characters!
Puzzle Pieces
Michael has wanted a soulmate ever since he first learned what the blue on the back of his mother's neck means. This is the story of how he gets three, and how he figures out what that means to him.
A/N: my favorite thing I've ever written :)
Bedroom Activities
A sequel scene to Puzzle Pieces where Michael comes out
Partner Steps
Ashton Irwin wants to release his second album. He hires Michael Clifford to choreograph the video for the lead single.
Fire Alarm
Harry accidentally sets off the fire alarm in his dorm building and meets someone new outside.
A/N: My first and only narry fic, written with love for Bella
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🐸 (for the ask game)
🐸 What do you wish people who don't craft understood better?
That crafting things is not usually cheaper than buying them, and that it takes a lot of time and effort to make things
But also, one specific non-crafter pet peeve. Like, literally I have had this problem with one person: making someone a beanie is not a way of asking for some kind of committed relationship.
There was this guy I was good friends with in high school, and we lost touch for a year or two afterwards, and then he reached out to me on facebook. We chatted a bunch, and (crucially) this was after I started crocheting but before I figured out what to actually do with the stuff I crocheted. He talked about it being cold where he was living compared to where we both grew up, so I offered to crochet him a beanie, and we'd been talking about pokemon and our favorite eeveelutions a lot, so I offered to send him an amigurumi espeon
To me, this was a combo of "I make a LOT of things all the time*", "I have zero use for beanies it never gets below like 60 degrees here", and "hey eeveelutions sound fun to make but I have no desire or space to keep them", which combined with "hey! a person I can give these to! Give him something he likes, get things I've made out of my house so I'm not overrun, win-win!"
To him, this was "I am spending a lot of time and effort to make something especially for you, after giving you a nickname important to my culture**, clearly I expect our relationship to progress after this"
He stopped talking to me. For years. Because I'd offered to make him a beanie and an espeon. He told me the offer of the beanie made him uncomfortable? Which, like, fair, if it made him uncomfortable I am glad he let me know and drew a boundary, but I am still baffled. So I guess the thing I wish non-crafters understood better is that, while gifting someone something you made can be a big deal, it can also be not a big deal at all. I have literally given more beanies to strangers than I have to people I know (I donate them to a local shelter)
OH MY GOSH I just realized I sweater cursed myself but with a beanie with someone I wasn't dating lol. The unsweater unboyfriend curse
*I cannot sit still unless I am doing something, and I found making physical objects is very very good for my mental health so I am pretty much always making something and have been since like...2012ish? 2011? Definitely since 2013, but I'm pretty sure it started earlier than that
**It wasn't. He gave me a nickname around the same time I briefly interacted with my bio grandpa, who is Russian. The association with my bio grandpa did not last long (like...one visit) but I learned and really liked the word solnyshko (it means "sunshine" but is used like "sweetheart" and I think that's cute). I also really liked the word "chickadee" as a nickname/term of endearment at the time so like...it was 50/50 which one I was going to use? I'd never really been given a nickname before but figured it was the sort of thing I was supposed to reciprocate
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anyways on a happier note I saw someone from my old school today and we were talking forever on the balcony in the shopping mall 🙏🙏🙏
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i had a dream last night, so complicated & personal that it's hard to describe but it is something like this: it is permanently twilight. it is quiet. it has to be. i don't know why, but everyone & everything is. i don't know which one of us it is, but my friend is, or i am, born in another city in a soundproof room. in the city we live there is no birdsong or wind sound. no children's laughter. no buzzing of electronics. just soft footsteps on a staircase that could have been my pop's but wasn't. breathing. hushed whispers. so much happened, so many rooms we searched & we found something. it's hard to say what. a secret thing, something we weren't supposed to know, or maybe just something it would have been better if we didn't know. my heart pounds so hard it hurts. the dream ends when i am standing on the porch overlooking misty hills & valley. we're far away from the city but the whole world is quiet so it makes no true difference. my arms around my friend's shoulders. we lean heavily on each other. i think we had cried at some point but i can't remember it. my face is wet. there is a heavy grief at knowing we were supposed to have each other's lives, but didn't. it's cold. i wake up.
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not talking to my partner makes me a worse friend to everyone and i hate that im like this and im trying very hard to fix it
idk when my ability or desire to talk to anyone got so tied up with whether or not im having regular conversations with Them but its ridiculous brain stop being like this
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