fandom history

hey what’s up with the “!” in fandoms? i.e. “fat!” just curious thaxxx <3

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I have asked this myself in the past and never gotten an answer.

Maybe today will be the day we are both finally enlightened.

woodsgotweird said: man i just jumped on the bandwagon because i am a sheep. i have no idea where it came from and i ask myself this question all the time

Maybe someone made a typo and it just got out of hand?

I kinda feel like panic!at the disco started the whole exclamation point thing and then it caught on around the internet, but maybe they got it from somewhere else, IDK.

The world may never know…

Maybe it’s something mathematical?

I’ve been in fandom since *about* when Panic! formed and the adjective!character thing was already going strong, pretty sure it predates them.

It’s a way of referring to particular variations of (usually) a character — dark!Will, junkie!Sherlock, et cetera. I have suspected for a while that it originated from some archive system that didn’t accommodate spaces in its tags, so to make common interpretations/versions of the characters searchable, people started jamming the words together with an infix.

(Lately I’ve seen people use the ! notation when the suffix isn’t the full name, but is actually the second part of a common fandom portmanteau. This bothers me a lot but it happens, so it’s worth being aware of.)

“Bang paths” (! is called a “bang"when not used for emphasis) were the first addressing scheme for email, before modern automatic routing was set up. If you wanted to write a mail to the Steve here in Engineering, you just wrote “Steve” in the to: field and the computer sent it to the local account named Steve. But if it was Steve over in the physics department you wrote it to phys!Steve; the computer sent it to the “phys” computer, which sent it in turn to the Steve account. To get Steve in the Art department over at NYU, you wrote NYU!art!Steve- your computer sends it to the NYU gateway computer sends it to the “art” computer sends it to the Steve account. Etc. (“Bang"s were just chosen because they were on the keyboard, not too visually noisy, and not used for a huge lot already).

It became pretty standard jargon, as I understand, to disambiguate when writing to other humans. First phys!Steve vs the Steve right next to you, just like you were taking to the machine, then getting looser (as jargon does) to reference, say, bearded!Steve vs bald!Steve.

So I’m guessing alternate character version tags probably came from that.

100% born of bang paths. fandom has be floating around on the internet for six seconds longer than there has been an internet so early users just used the jargon associated with the medium and since it’s a handy shorthand, we keep it.

Absolutely from the bang paths–saw people using them in early online fandom back in 1993 for referring to things.

I had been doing it for a very, very long time but never actually knew the actual name for it. This is exciting! I like learning things.

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Hey guys

Remember LJ icons?

They were TINY. 100×100 pixels. That’s, like, digital scrimshaw. And people were obsessed with making good ones – and there were CONTESTS, super cutthroat ones, and trends would sweep the icon-making world every week or so and as soon as you mastered a technique it would be passé, and there were whole communities dedicated to tutorials and icon-making resources, and it was all its own WEIRD LITTLE WORLD.

Is there anything like that now? What do graphics-obsessed people make in the Tumblr era?

If there is one thing I miss about LJ it’s the shadow-conversations people used to have in comment threads solely with their icons. Icons had a vocabulary, and a grammar, and you had to learn it.

Gif sets: not quite used the same way.

Right! It was a whole different dynamic because you could choose which icon to post with. So it would be like “I’m wearing my Severus Snape with a Weird Al song quote mask to say this.”

FLASHBACK MAAAAAN.

For a year or two I had a paid LJ account and I remember being actively excited about the EXTRA ICON SLOTS. I would be able to express myself with a wider array of Thor and Batman reaction images!

a friend and i once had a conversation that went to, iirc, something like 6 pages of comments, just the two of us, only with out icons

100×100 pixels wasn’t scrimshaw on the monitors we were using. It was a totally reasonable percentage of screen space in the resolutions we had at the time.

@bluefall-returns you maintained a good set of these

I did. It was a useful extra layer of expression. I miss it.

Although I never made the best use of them, which was to go join an RP community. Nothing more useful for RPing than having an easy visual indicator of your current persona and their mood right next to every post. I’ve always wondered whether that was a co-evolution of some kind or just a convenient appropriation of an existing resource.

Paul Adam & Les Misérables

Paul Adam & Les Misérables

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or: Headcanons That Are Older Than Your Grandmother

I must warn you that every single attempt to type this out so far has resulted in hysterical giggling fits. I apologize in advance for the capslocking. It’s 3 in the morning here, ok, and I’m practically liveblogging this stuff as I read.

But let’s start from the beginning.

Paul Adam was a rather uninteresting French novelist from late 19th/early 20th century. His style oscillated from naturalism to symbolism, with lots of historical fiction in the middle. Not an extremely successful author, nor a particularly influential one (most of his works haven’t been re-edited since the 1910s haha).

Le temps et la vie is a tetralogy of books following the life of young Omer Héricourt, bonapartist, born in 1806. The plot is boring, the prose wordy, the historical research almost accurate but not very subtle.

What’s interesting is that the author decided to insert here and there some characters straight out from Balzac’s La Comédie Humaine, taken often from points in their life different from their original timelines.

And then, in the last installment of the series, Au soleil de Juillet, July 1830 happens. So what? you would say. Well…

“The few Swissmens in factions in the Louvre’s rooms hurried away from the pit, toward the colonnade, by the Seine’s side, pointing their rifles at Enjolras, Grantaire and Bahorel’s students, who were coming up the barricades, climbing them, and firing their guns.”

tl;dr Les Misérables/Comédie Humaine crossover fanfic is a thing that existed in 1903 pass it on

So here am I, still unrecovered from this explosion of fannish bliss, to bring you a translation of the juiciest bits. I had to stop several times to remind myself to breathe because it’s that insane.

NOTES

Original text is here. Thank God digitalization is A Thing, and so is CTRL+F. A warning: my translation is sloppy and terrible (not a native English speaker, sorry!!!) but 60% of the fault goes to the original text; I swear this guy’s writing style is a mess.

Also I must do thing properly and cite the article that allowed me to uncover this treasure:
Patrick Berthier « Balzac au miroir de Paul Adam », L’Année balzacienne 1/2004 (n° 5), p. 39-57.

Scholarly duty accomplished, let’s move on. 

I’m pretty clueless about the plot, but I managed to understand that the main character, Omer, moves to Paris to study law and gets involved in a freemasonry society thing. They do lots of stupid stuff such as shouting republican things at every single bourgeois in the street and openly provoking guards. (like, ok) Then they fight in the insurrection (that part’s very confusing) and I think Omer is kind of pro-Louis-Philippe but then he goes off and uncovers THE DAN BROWN EVIL FREEMASON CONSPIRACY and subsequently attempts to murder someone… IDEK. I don’t think I care enough to read everything; the book is kind of huge and, you know, just plain bad.

In this scene, Omer is dining with his fellow freemasons (and a whole pack of grisettes), when they are joined by some familiar faces…

As usual, they were joined in the middle of their meal by Grantaire and Bahorel, the poor student members of the Loge de l’Ardente-Amitié. The host soon got them to confess their appetite. The waiter brought two plates. Bahorel stretched over the tablecloth his long arms in scratched sleeves, and his big dirty hands. Grantaire ran his fingers through his dusty mop of hair; he stared at the grisettes, whom Bahorel entertained with the extravagance of his stories, such as the tale of his travel to India, where the Queen of England had sent him to attach the garter of the Order to Zulma, the Bengal she-tiger by day, woman by night. Moreover, he never failed to match his words with actions as he attempted to reenact the operation on Cydalise’s legs. Grantaire talked on as a grim philosopher. His grudge against the silliness of God, clumsy creator of the universe, was never appeased. He blamed him for depriving of breasts the young Adélaïde, who blushed, then cried and finally brayed out.

The members of the lodge also include…

[…] beautiful archangel-faced Enjolras who kept under his  influence the whole youth of the Quartier Latin, and swaggered melancholically, austere, his eyes consumed by contempt, his hand cold to hold. Cydalise, for all her love for him, was unable to seduce him. However, she mockingly played at wooing him, she kneeled at his feet, devoutly kissed the tails of his brown coat with metal buttons, served him, sometimes attempted a lascivious caress she immediately retreated, simulating a frightened expression.

Enjolras shrugged. With a smile he allowed her to sit beside him, but as he quickly started discoursing on the philosophies of Maine de Brian and Destutt de Tarcy, as Dieudonné Cavrois replied by citing Gay-Lusscac’s and Thénard’s experiments, as Omer Héricourt joined in the debated by noting the variations of the Law from the Twelve Tables to the Code Napoléon, Cydalise, rather than yawning in an uncivilized manner, organized some small games.

These games include things such as guess-who’s-kissing-you, in which Grantaire finds a way do it without his itchy stubble giving him away and Bahorel makes weird faces while covered with jam. He also earns the girls’ admiration by lifting four stools with one arm??? Very impressive, Bahorel, very impressive.

At some point they get inside a bookshop and there’s Victor Hugo’s Les Orientales – published in 1829 therefore historically accurate. Good job!

Bahorel and Grantaire are pipe smokers AND ARE TOTAL BFFs, making funny rooster sounds together during the July insurrection.

Also Grantaire befriends a dwarf on the barricades. (???)

Courfeyrac and Combeferre are actually the ones who first introduce Omer to the group (and other parisian forms of… entertainment); I think they probably had a part in the previous book too, but I couldn’t get my hands on a coplete version of that one. THEY ARE DESCRIBED AS DANDIES THOUGH

DANDY COMBEFERRE I DON’T KNOW IF I’M OKAY WITH THAT

YOU BETTER NOT GO OOC, M. ADAM

Anyway, Courfeyrac and Combeferre both wear fashionable clothes, Courf’s got a “London smoke” (fumée de Londres) jacket and Combeferre a “burnt bread” (pain brûlé) frac (these are 100% actual 19th century fashion colors btw) AND THEY ARE CONTINUALLY REFERRED TO AS THE COLOR OF THEIR CLOTHES like, “the fumée-de-Londres frock flattened itself along with a disraught Courfeyrac against the glass” I DON’T THINK I CAN ANYMORE

Meanwhile, the people of Paris continue to die of sexy:

Tightly fit into his jacket, the slender Enjolras, from the top of a stone post, spoke between Combeferre and Courfeyrac’s bayonettes. (please, this is not kinky threesome porn don’t try to find any phallic metaphor in there) Seduced by his curls, the music and his terrible words, the women were clawing at the air while insulting Polignac.

YEAH SAME

*claws at the air and insults Polignac*

Also Enjolras is basically dressed the same as the 2012 movie (I mean, the cut of his jacket, no mention of color) EXCEPT TIGHTER and with a red cap.

But well, yeah everyone goes to attack the Louvre, barricades are built, people die and then there’s this hilariously historically innacurate moment where a lots of events are slapped together with Grantaire walking on very official-looking tables and knocking over inkpots and leaving inky footprints everywere.

Louis-Philppe arrives, monarchy doesn’t fall, everyone cries.

FRANCE IS STILL NOT FREE

that’s all folks

time to read some good fanfic I guess

Oh, this is one of those legendary early fanfic things that totally deserves to be resurrected! That you for bringing it back, with more translations…I thought of it every time someone got all up in arms about the idea of a Les Mis fandom in the lead up to the movie’s release (yes, it happened – people were indignant that Les Mis had a burgeoning fandom) – people were writing fanfic long before the musical, and were having little “we love Hugo” fan gatherings, and even naming their cats after Les Mis characters like Eponine, Enjolras and Gavroche (looking right at you, Gautier).

The fact that he had Grantaire admiring Enjolras’ hair is just…

There is nothing new under the sun.

 

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when you think about it fanfiction is actually amazing

there are thousands of brilliantly written novel-length stories kids wrote from their own brains about characters and shows/books/movies they love all twined into the internet and other kids read these 50k+ stories in their own time and invest themselves in it

nobody’s being paid to write it and nobody’s being told to read it, people do it because they legitimately enjoy it

that is just kind of amazing

#and fanvids #and fandom in general #it’s a (largely) art-centric community built around distance which is really amazing if you think about it #like most grad programs for the arts or artist communes or what have you are all about being locked into a singular place with similar pe… #*people for a predetermined amount of time #just so you can have that energy and produce and critique each other #and fandom has created that here #i mean it predates the internet (with the zine and the trekkie letter circles and whatnot) #and the fact is that somehow we all googled and ended up here #and if you think about it it’s one of the last open apprenticeship places around #fascinated with henry jenkins’ theory that it has to do with women being excluded from other circles of art and making their own in a spa… #*space of their own #(not just women; other minorities as well) #fandom is largely about reclamation and not just narratives but people and issues and things we care about #we come here and we make awful things and we read more and we teach ourselves how to be better #artist commune unto itself #messy yes but also free and open and largely informational #think of how many tuts exist for photoshop #at it’s heart fandom is about art for art’s sake #that’s why i’m surprised people don’t want to study it more #(and believe me when i say i know it’s because at heart people think we are worthless #because we are doing something that is not for profit and only for love #because we are messing around with characters that are not our own #but that kind of misses the point doesn’t it? because the point of fandom is to make it our own because no one is going to make our art f… #*for us in the way that we want) #isn’t it funny how everyone has a ‘when i first started my shit was so awful’ story? #i just want to be like how did you get better? who did you read? whose graphics did you look at? what videos did you watch?#because chances are you were inculcated into this culture the same way everybody else was – by participating in it #and how many other things in the world can you say that about now (for free)?

Growing up in internet fandom in the 00s, remembering:

motleystitches:

1. ff.net banned NC-17 fics

2. The moment you signed a disclaimer for reading fics that you’re 18 years old when you’re actually 18

3. Trying to keep up with the threads on Yahoo mailing lists

4. Exploring fanfic archives through “Web rings” of fic sites

5. Livejournal: drabbles, ficlets, vignetts, comment fics, lj communities, when OkCupid was funny personality quizzes

6. Learning about society (and social psychology) through Fandom_wank

7. Discovering ships via ship_manifestos: also, words like “plotbunny”, “squee”,” guh”, “squick”, “plotsheep”

8. Yuletide fics is Happy Holidays for EVERYONE- fic recs everywhere

9. Wanting fanfic Awards in the form of icons you can put on your fic site and respecting the fics that had those icons

10. The joy of browsing fics via Del.icio.us (TAG SYSTEMS RULE)

I can state with some confidence that fandom_wank was the worst possible place for me to learn about society

[Fandom] takes the place of some of the functions of a church in a small town: A place where people come together, ostensibly to worship something. But really what’s happening is you’re forming a community. It’s less about what you’re worshiping and more about, “We have these interests in common.” Someone has a sick aunt and suddenly it’s about that, raising money to help her or sharing resources to make her life easier. That’s what it was about with The X-Files on the Internet.

David Duchovny, Los Angeles Times
http://io9.gizmodo.com/5128208/actors-who-get-fandom

I’ve never really seen any celebrity “get” fandom the way Duchovny did. A lot of people read that quote and, at the time, mistakenly read it as David saying he was like a god. But what he meant was that (as I believe he clarified elsewhere) fans didn’t need him to make an appearance. Fandom wasn’t about him. It was about us–the fans.

I want us to not forget that. When the fandom’s centre stops being the community of fans and becomes, instead, focused on–even blinded by–the glittering idol, then fandom itself becomes nothing more than idolatry–with all of us, as individuals, jockeying for a touch or a piece of that idol and stomping over each other to get it.

I’ve seen fandoms fall apart when that happens. I’ve seen fandoms become places where fans know and care more about the celebrities than we do about each other.

I know there are good reasons for fans to create personas and screen names. But this might be a good time to re-introduce ourselves to each other. And to think about how much more important that is than is meeting a famous person at the stage door.

(via miriamheddy)

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how is it possible to love fictional characters this much and also have people always been this way?

like, did queen elizabeth lie in bed late sometimes thinking ‘VERILY I CANNOT EVEN FOR MERCUTIO HATH SLAIN ME WITH FEELS’ 

was caesar like ‘ET TU ODYSSEUS’ 

sometimes i wonder

the answer is yes they did. there’s a lot of research about the highly emotional reactions to the first novels widely available in print. 

here’s a thing; the printing press was invented in 1450 and whilst it was revolutionary it wasn’t very good. but then it got better over time and by the 16th century there were publications, novels, scientific journals, folios, pamphlets and newspapers all over Europe. at first most were educational or theological, or reprints of classical works.

however, novels gained in popularity, as basically what most people wanted was to read for pleasure. they became salacious, extremely dramatic, with tragic heroines and doomed love and flawed heroes (see classical literature, only more extreme.) books in the form of letters were common. sensationalism was par the course and apparently used to teach moral lessons. there was also a lot of erotica floating around. 

but here’s the thing: due to the greater availability of literature and the rise of comfy furniture (i shit you not this is an actual historical fact, the 16th and 17th century was when beds and chairs got comfy) people started reading novels for pleasure, women especially. as these novels were highly emotional, they too became…highly emotional. there are loads of contemporary reports of young women especially fainting, having hysterics, or crying fits lasting for days due to the death of a character or their otp’s doomed love. they became insensible over books and characters, and were very vocal about it. men weren’t immune-there’s a long letter a middle-aged man wrote to the author of his favourite work basically saying that the novel is too sad, he can’t handle all his feels, if they don’t get together he won’t be able to go on, and his heart is already broken at the heroine’s tragic state (IIRC ehh). 

conservatives at the time were seriously worried about the effects of literature on people’s mental health, and thought it damaging to both morals and society. so basically yes it is exactly like what happens on tumblr when we cry over attractive British men, only my historical theory (get me) is that their emotions were even more intense, as they hadn’t had a life of sensationalist media to numb the pain for them beforehand in the same way we do, nor did they have the giant group therapy session that is tumblr. 

(don’t even get me started on the classical/early medieval dudes and their boners for the Iliad i will be here all week. suffice to say, the members of the Byzantine court used Homeric puns instead of talking normally to each other if someone who hand’t studied the classics was in the room. they had dickish fandom in-jokes. boom.) 

I needed to know this.

See, we’re all just the current steps in a time-honored tradition! (And this post is good to read along with Affectingly’s post this week about old-school-fandom-and-history-and-stuff.

Ancient Iliad fandom is intense

Alexander the Great and and his boyfriend totally RPed Achilles and Patroclus. Alexander shipped that hard. (It’s possible that this story is apocryphal, but that would just mean that ancient historians were writing RPS about Alexander and Hephaestion RPing Iliad slash and honestly that’s just as good).

And then there’s this gem from Plato:

“Very different was the reward of the true love of Achilles towards his lover Patroclus – his lover and not his love (the notion that Patroclus was the beloved one is a foolish error into which Aeschylus has fallen, for Achilles was surely the fairer of the two, fairer also than all the other heroes; and, as Homer informs us, he was still beardless, and younger far)” – Symposium

That’s right: 4th Century BCE arguments about who topped. Nihil novi sub sole my friends.

More on this glorious subject from people who know way more than I do

Also a thing with fix-it/everyone lives AUs: at various points in time but especially in the mid 1800s-early 1900s (aka roughly Victorian though there were periods of this earlier as well) a huge thing was to “fix” Shakespeare (as well as most theater/novels) to be in line with current morality. Good characters live, bad characters are terribly punished – but not, you know, grusomely, because what would the ladies think? So you have like, productions of King Lear where Cordelia lives and so do Regan and Goneril, but they’re VERY SORRY.

Aka all your problematic faves are redeemed and Everyone Lives! AUs for every protag.

Slightly tangential but I wanted to add my own favorite account of Chinese fandom to this~ I don’t know how many people here have heard of the Chinese novel A Dream of Red Mansions (红楼梦), but it is, arguably, the most famous Chinese novel ever written (There are four Chinese novel classics and A Dream of Red Mansions is considered the top of that list). It was written during the Qing dynasty by 曹雪芹, but became a banned book due to its critique of societal institutions and pro-democracy themes. As a result, the original ending of the book was lost and only the first 80 chapters remained. There are quite a few versions of how the current ending of the book came to be, but one of them is basically about how He Shen, one of Emperor Qian Long’s most powerful advisers, was such a super-fan of the book, he hired two writers to archive and reform the novel from the few remaining manuscripts there were. In order to convince the Emperor to remove the ban on the book, he had the writers essentially write a fanfiction ending to the book that would mitigate the anti-establishment themes. However, He Shen thought that the first version of the ending was too tragic (even though the whole book is basically a tragedy) so he had the writers go back and write a happier ending for him (the current final 40 chapters). He then presented the book to the Emperor and successfully convinced him to remove the ban on the book.

According to incomplete estimates, A Dream of Red Mansions spawned over 20 spin offs, retellings, and alternate versions (in the form of operas, plays, etc.) during the Qing Dynasty alone. 

In 1979, fans (albeit academic ones) started publishing a bi-monthly journal dedicated to analysis (read: meta) on A Dream of Red Mansions. In fact, the novel’s fandom is so vast and qualified and rooted in academics of Chinese literature that there is an entire field of study (beginning in the Qing dynasty) of just this one novel, called 红学. Think of it as Shakespearean studies, but only on one play. This field of study has schools of thought and specific specializations (as in: Psych analyses, Economics analyses, Historical analyses, etc.) that span pretty much every academic field anyone can think of. 

(That being said, I’ve read A Dream of Red Mansions and can honestly say that I’ve never read its peer in either English or Chinese. If for nothing else, read it because you would never otherwise believe that a man from the Qing dynasty could write such a heart-breakingly feminist novel with such a diverse cast of female characters given all the bitching and moaning we hear from male content-creators nowadays)

the beauty of archival research *sigh*

i went to a building that is a “fan recreation” of one of the buildings from Hongloumeng and my like bitter, angry, never smiled once 78yo male teacher was like squeeing and giggling and kept sitting down and fanning himself and posed dramatically for photos

this guy was like the voldemort of staff, a man of legendary terror-inspiring mien. swooning.

A more recent example of fandom in history is the original Sherlock Holmes fan base! It’s one of the earliest coherent models we have that closely represents the fandoms of modern media. 

Arthur Conan Doyle’s first two Sherlock Holmes novels weren’t hugely popular, but when he began to write stories for The Strand magazine involving Sherlock Holmes, the public basically went absolutely mental. He used to get fan mail – predominantly from women, apparently – addressed directly to Sherlock Holmes, some women even offering to be his housekeeper. 

He eventually got so fed up of writing stories about a character he didn’t really like (he considered Sherlock Holmes to be an irritating distraction from his ambition to write historical fiction, once saying “he takes my mind from better things”) that he took measures to end the series once and for all. First, he raised his fee for writing the stories to an extortionate amount, hoping that the magazine would refuse to pay it and fire him. However, there was such a demand for new Sherlock Holmes stories that the magazine just agreed to pay his ridiculous fee. So, he killed off Sherlock Holmes in 1893 in the Reichenbach Falls, and when he did that, shit hit the fan. People reportedly placed Sherlock Holmes obituaries in newspapers. Many of them cancelled their subscription to The Strand, and wrote angry letters to Arthur Conan Doyle explaining how he’d broken their heart. To fill the gap left by the death of their bb, some people wrote fan fiction and shared it in literary groups and book clubs. 

Conan Doyle caved to pressure in 1901 and wrote Hound of the Baskervilles, partly because the fan fervour never really died down, and partly because cash dollah. You know how fans lobbied for the return of Firefly, and ended up getting Serenity made? The original Sherlock Holmes fans totally got there first.

You forgot the bit where Holmes fans wore honest-to-god *mourning* attire after the death of their fave. Men wore crepe armbands in the streets for Holmes. It was redonk.

FANDOM HISTORY Y’ALL

Goddamn, we homo sapiens love our stories.

Growing up in internet fandom in the 00s, remembering:

motleystitches:

1. ff.net banned NC-17 fics

2. The moment you signed a disclaimer for reading fics that you’re 18 years old when you’re actually 18

3. Trying to keep up with the threads on Yahoo mailing lists

4. Exploring fanfic archives through “Web rings” of fic sites

5. Livejournal: drabbles, ficlets, vignetts, comment fics, lj communities, when OkCupid was funny personality quizzes

6. Learning about society (and social psychology) through Fandom_wank

7. Discovering ships via ship_manifestos: also, words like “plotbunny”, “squee”,” guh”, “squick”, “plotsheep”

8. Yuletide fics is Happy Holidays for EVERYONE- fic recs everywhere

9. Wanting fanfic Awards in the form of icons you can put on your fic site and respecting the fics that had those icons

10. The joy of browsing fics via Del.icio.us (TAG SYSTEMS RULE)