“If I wrote [on Twitter] that my favourite colour was yellow, there’d be a blog about it and people would be like ‘Can you believe she likes yellow? I can’t even believe it!’ And I’d have to be like, ‘Oh my god, fuck off.’”—[Sara]
Because when a fictional character you supposedly care about dies in a car crash or almost dies or whatever, the single most relevant thing to focus on is who she was texting [YAY FABERRY MOMENT] at the time she so neatly got sidelined by a killer truck or y’know what she’s called in Rachel’s phone [THEY HAVE EACH OTHER’S NUMBERS Y’ALL!]
I sometimes feel like I’m a little harsh on the global Faberry fandom on account of personal bias from how many shitty interactions I’ve had with singular Faberry fans, but then I see shit like this in the comments on ontd_glee and my will to sort of moderate my absolute “…” at the average thing a real stan says on a daily basis just evaporates.
QHY WAS SHE TEXTING AND DRIVING DOESN’T SHE KNOW SHE’S ABOUT TO GET HIT BY A TRUCK
My wife has been spending the bulk of this evening investigating KStew/RPattz PR (don’t ask, because neither of us give one single fuck about anything to do with Twilight) and eventually came out with this gem:
Robert apparently once made a joking comment about how the priest used in the Breaking Dawn wedding scene was a real one, so now the fandom thinks he and Kristen are actually married.