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⚡Cyberdoll ⚡

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sit. stay.

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One tries to fly away and the other

Achilles sends off Patroclus

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The result of my procrastination lmao

I mean hey I got that EE finished eventually

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poor thing

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There’s that post that’s like ‘everyone should get into a tiny niche fandom at least once’ fully agree, that was really fun -- but I would like to add that everyone should get into a fandom where their opinions run counter to major fanon because it really teaches you about sticking to your guns and trusting your interpretation of the text without having to rely on peer validation

because WHAT are people talking about sometimes

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Sometimes you like the fandom favorite and that's annoying because you have to see all the wild takes that do not interpret them the correct way. Other times, you like the fandom's least favorite and that's annoying because you still have to see all the wild takes that do not interpret them the correct way.

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Fandom Problem #8280:

The people who identity with the character so much they take everything remotely "bad" being said about their fave way too personally. Same applies to the people who see the character like as "their son/daughter/kid", etc. and act like somebody writing a fic where a character gets hurt is actually out to hurt people.

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Fandom Problem #4432:

Ever think about how bonkers it is that the term "wish fulfillment" is used as a dismissive criticism against fiction?

"People might enjoy projecting onto this character who lives an interesting and exciting life, with people who care about them. Which would be bad thing, obviously."

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Fandom Problem #4555:

If propping up a ship relies on how much worse the other option is, maybe that ship isn't that good in the first place either. It's easy to make a ship look good if you compare it to something much worse, but if it's actually good it should be stand on its own feet.

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Fandom Problem #8281:

Another way I hate how anti and pro ship discourse changed fandom is how there's a separation between how two types of media are seen now. On the side of liking wholesome things, you can be jumped at any moment for liking darker stuff and on the other side the wholesome things you like are talked about like they're devoid of interest and depth because only dark things can have them it seems.

Thinking that darker things are more interesting by design that lore wholesome show just make me think of a teenager in his edgy phase.

If you're really mature, you should know that both genre bring different things. You may not like one or the two but it just mean it's not for you, not that it's worthless.

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Hot fandom discourse take but framing dark content as only being acceptable if its a vehicle for exploring personal trauma is just giving ground to the puritan segments of fandom.

Simply liking dark content for its own sake is perfectly fine.

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"doesn't this charater under insane stress going through extremely traumatic events realize how inconvenient their irrational emotional reactions are to the people around them?" well, see, you're not gonna believe this, but the thing is,

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"Don't you get it?" Jason spat, teetering on the verge of a howl. "I'm not him! Jason Todd is DEAD. He's gone! I'm just what crawled out of his grave."

He panted into the silence that followed, eyes stinging heat.

Bruce said nothing. Jason worried he might stand there, unspeaking, unmoving, til the end of time. Or just turn and walk away. That was what he wanted, wasn't it? For Bruce to stop chasing the ghost of a dead boy? To accept that he was someone different, someone new?

Instead, when Bruce finally spoke, he was quiet, thoughtful. "Did you know that I loved you the moment I met you?"

He wasn't looking at Jason, but down at his hands, as if his gloves were a scrying pool that he could peer into to see that old Jason, twelve years old and desperate but so full of life. Jason thought he could taste dirt.

Then Bruce chuckled, still to himself, still to his hands. "You were so cocky, so unwilling to give up without a fight, even to me. Some things never change."

His smile fade and he looked up, straight into Jason's face. "You were also scared. Traumatized. You had nightmares for months. You lied constantly. Hoarded food. Stole. I was so worried we'd never be able to make you feel safe, the way you deserved to feel."

"I'm not—" Jason began, voice tight.

"You're not him," Bruce agreed, and hearing it spoken out loud, so easily, cut off Jason's air.

"You haven't been him for years." Bruce stepped forward, pushing into Jason's space. "Part of him is in you, but you're not him. You changed." He shrugged, shoulder somehow expressive even beneath the weight of the armor, the cape, the night. "You weren't the boy I took in off the street even before you died. You grew. That's life, Jay."

Jason was the one unable to speak now, stuck in place like a gods-struck fool.

"You change. You grow. And I'll keep loving whoever you turn out to be next."

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...Teehee

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something so hot about this frame

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You´re not my master

Painted in CSP, colors in PS.