In the middle of explaining fic to my parents (why they were being coy, I don't understand--they read my Mary Sue stories) my sister would make COUGHSLASHCOUGH noises.

Ah, hello? Who fed you all the Inception stories, homeslice? I'm not going down here alone...

(they haven't really read my writing either. But they think it's great that I have a hobby. Sigh.)

Therapist I saw after getting out of the hospital, I'd have hated to try to explain to her that, no really, the control issues I keep writing about are the characters', not mine. Or my mother's. Or Daniel's.

Oh, fanfic writer, why you gotta do that to me?

An Avengers story that in the first line throws me out: because dude, there were no US soldiers in Iraq in 2000. No, seriously, there weren't.

::sigh::

That's like bumping into an H50 fic supposedly set in 1941 and had Danno sitting on the beach listening to a transistor radio in the first paragraph. Uh, no. Every time someone recced the story I wanted to scream at them to stop reccing shit where the author doesn't do the most basic research.

I had to stop reading a few SGA fics that had Rodney guzzling Mountain Dew.

Mountain Dew

Mountain Dew is everywhere! It's the juice of the stars!

It has concentrated orange juice in it. and "natural flavors" that I assume are citrusy.

Well, there is a faction of fandom that says Rodney's allergies are psychosomatic or even consciously an attention-getting device.

Though I'd have hit the back button on that fic as well.

Even if they were psychosomatic he wouldn't be drinking Mountain Dew.

Unless "Mountain Dew" referred to bootleg liquor fermented from on board fruit juice and vacuum distilled. (Maybe from fruit he was not allergic to..)