Perhaps it’s my age speaking, but I’m starting to miss the way
fandom used to be fifteen years ago. Mostly since back then the concepts
of ‘darkfic’ and ‘don’t like, don’t read’ were properly
understood and adhered to (usually). The situation with darkfics was
interesting in particular, because the entire premise was that the
author could write incredibly fucked-up things, with the understanding
on their part that shit was indeed very messed-up and with no pretense to the contrary (what usually gets termed ‘romanticization’ these days).Now?
You’ve got to run an entire rigmarole of explaining the difference
between romanticization and just straight-up exploring a horrible
dynamic in writing as, you know, a writer. And even after that, you’ll probably have to deal with the whole invasive ‘explain
every trauma you might’ve gone through, so strangers who otherwise
don’t care if you exist can decide if they give you Permission to use
writing as a coping mechanism’ mess. Fucking hell.I’ve said it before. Learn to tell the difference between fantasy and reality. Learn to tell the difference between what someone explores on the page as a writer and what that same person believes and advocates in their day-to-day life.