#I sound angry but I'm not lol

[edgepunk]

"fanon isn't hurting anyone let people have fun uwu" no!!!!! not when you completely misinterpret the characters and turn them into parodies of themselves, or borderline offensive stereotypes!!!!!!!!!

[randomkduck]

Blue head canon that is 100% me projecting:

Blue sometimes gets so viscerally angry that he gets close to passing out. Like; head spinning, nausea, vision fuzzing. He can normally keep people from noticing by storming off or just making himself look as big and angry as possible with a 'barely internal' scream and people will take the sudden quiet the light-headedness causes as him keeping himself from saying something he'll regret.

It got so bad that he actually made the person he was angry at (probably Shadow) very concerned because he actually looked all dizzy and had to sit down to keep from passing out.

Also if he's angry for long enough, particularly active and angry, he ends up spending the rest of the day or week- depending on how long he was angry and active for -really drained both emotionally and physically.

This is deeply concerning to the people who know about it. Which isn't many lol.

I like to think that after the events of the manga he did start to mellow out a bit, which was helped by the week long exhaustion that came with spending the entire journey with a lit fuse. Blowing up at everyone for every reason is bad for his health.

[aceofwands]

idk man I just think of all the franchises you could try to make the Next Big Thing by creating a bunch of new shows and movies, maybe don't pick the one with the notoriously nitpicky obsessed with canon fandom ?? if you don't plan on applying any sort of consistency to the world, characters, alien cultures, entire ethical and moral framework of the universe, etc etc ????

[ficoandleo]

[Please convince your violent husband to use the sensory deprivation tanks at Darkwick General instead of committing crimes against his own body. I've already wrangled permissions for him to use them freely, he just needs to show up.]

@ask-doctor-isami

He starts to type 'He's not my husband' but concludes that it's besides the point and a waste of time to say. He knows who he means.

He hasn't done anything abnormally dangerous since then, but if I think he's acting strange again I'll see what I can do

Not that that BTH listens to me. But he might consider it more if I suggest it

On the other hand the more I think about it the more I don't know if leaving him alone with nothing but his thoughts is a good idea

He flies off the handle at random. He might just feel worse in there

Maybe he'll tell me why he doesn't like the idea at least

[dentist-brainsurgeon]

Long Vent under read more

TLDR: Tired, Lonely, unhappy with living situation

These past 2 and a half years, especially these past six months have really nailed in just how stifled and suffocated I feel, there was a point where living with my aunt and grandma felt good, I felt loved and comfortable for once, I've lived with them for 8 years of my adult life, but the older I get, the more I realized this is just another restrictive household where I have to walk on eggshells. I have to pretend to be Christian, I have to pretend to be cis and straight, have to pretend I don't have mental problems, and when I'm angry, its always chalked up to be my period, and they always treat me like a child, and its getting more and more obvious as the years go by. I don't get to go out much, in the past two years, the only times I was out of the house for days, was when I was in the hospital, and despite the pain I endured there, I felt sad to leave, and I cried when I was given the OK to go back to work, I hated going back to normal. And the other time, very recently, was when I got to hang out with my best friend for a few days, and it was great! I loved it!! But it was so short lived, it was the only time I was comfortable being myself in public. and I hated going back to normal again. I don't really get to partake in hobbies until maybe when my aunt and grandma fall asleep, and even then I'm too tired to do much of anything. My time is never considered, scheduled for my first PT session? Oh family is coming over and they're going to borrow the car, work? Oh we're going to go eat out with a friend at the Cheesecake Factory, final doctors appointment? Oh I'm getting my hair dyed, Hang out with my friend that was planned for months that I made sure they knew about? we're going on a cruise!!! and many such cases, doesn't matter if I tell them, and put it on the calendar. Sure the house they live in is pretty nice and its good to actually have AC, wifi and my own room for the first time in a long time but, I really only get to exist in my room, if I'm lucky, and they're out of town for a few days, I can finally exist in the living room and I actually don't mind cleaning and I'm able to cook! When my grandma and aunt can't criticize every little thing. I wouldn't mind living by myself, with friends, or even the small chance of having decent roommates, I want to be around people I actually like being around, I want to partake in hobbies at any hour of the day, I just want out, I want to be able to live my life

[booksandabeer]

A personal—and therefore separate—addition to the post I just reblogged.

This is absolutely not meant to be a comprehensive, constructive, or even coherent response to the "3 f problem." This is me thinking out loud on my own blog. I won't comment on how or why writers should or should not want or need feedback; that's not my place.

But as a reader, allow me to say this:

I understand that there is a lot frustration, disappointment, and even anger on the part of fanfic writers when it comes to the way people interact with their works or, in fact, don't interact with them—and the majority of these feelings are completely justified and backed up by the clearly noticeable drop in comments on AO3. However, as someone who actually comments a lot, I will admit that I'm frequently put off by posts that aggressively yell at me that "comments are payment" and that I "MUST comment" because otherwise I'm a bad, ungrateful person who refuses to "compensate" the author for "the cost of writing" (see also: likes are “worthless” all that counts are reblogs). Not only do these diatribes seem to reveal an unfortunate and deeply ingrained transactional, even capitalist, approach to fandom, but they're also often based in the—conscious or unconscious—assumption that readers are (and only ever will be) inherently second-class citizens of Fandomlandia who must earn their right to be a part of the fandom and who are only barely tolerated as long as they fulfill their part of the transaction.

I also continue to be slightly perplexed by the constant assurances that "ALL comments are welcome and appreciated" and that there is "no wrong way to comment."¹ And yet, I see elaborate ‘How to leave a comment’ manuals circulating on here all the time. I know that for the most part these posts are well-intentioned, and I'm genuinely glad if someone finds them to be helpful, but I fear that they are more likely to have the opposite effect. I'm not convinced that presenting people with a whole catalog of things they could potentially do wrong will actually help them overcome their anxieties and lower their inhibitions to interact with fellow fans. If anything, they make it less likely because now there’s even more pressure to Do It Right and leave The Perfect Comment. Not to mention that a lot of these guides read less like well-meaning advice and more like ‘here are 500 rules on how to comment CORRECTLY.’

¹the obvious exception here are negative or downright offensive comments, of course.

___

I also want to express my skepticism about the comment fests I see from time to time here on tumblr (and hence my reluctance to participate in them). Again, I understand that the intention behind these events is a good one. But. If what creators really want is conversation, exchange, a sense of community—is the gamification of commenting really going to bring that about? Do writers—and I ask this with complete sincerity and genuine curiosity—really want to receive 5, 10, 20 one-word or emoji comments because someone needs to fulfill their "commenting quota" for the day? Is that the kind of interaction we want to encourage? Isn't one heartfelt, specific comment (doesn't even need to be a long one!) that actually engages with a text much more meaningful than one of those drive-by comments where it's often dubious whether the person leaving it has even read the story they're commenting on? On the other hand, I do understand that if the alternative is zero comments, any sort of recognition would feel gratifying.

I don't have a solution here, but I personally don't think that turning commenting into something that feels like a chore to be ticked off a to-do list is it. Participation in fandom should not feel like a job. And yes, believe me, I am well aware that I am writing all this as someone who has never exposed herself to the terrifying vulnerability of publishing a story on the internet where it can either be picked apart by strangers or, perhaps worse, simply be ignored. As I mentioned at the beginning, I don't presume to judge in the slightest how much or what kind of feedback authors should or should not want or expect. All I'm saying is that if the desired reader response doesn't materialize—which is a terrible thing and I feel for every author who goes through this—the reaction in turn cannot be to shame readers into interaction or even insult them as “worthless” to the community.

Finally. At the end of their (very good) post, the author writes the following:

The discussion I linked at the beginning of this post is what I think of as the fandom I miss, the fandom that's now harder and harder to access, the fandom that is dying.

Here's the thing, though. Discussions like the one the author refers to and yearns for are basically impossible to have these days. People keep asserting that they want community, but very few actually want to talk let alone listen to each other—at least not unless the conversation is exclusively about repeating and reaffirming views that coincide with their own and opinions that they already hold. “Discourse” has become a bad word. People go on and on about "curating their fandom experience," and more power to them if that's what makes them happy. But it's not without a certain irony that so many will lament a lack of communication and exchange of ideas, mourn dying fandoms, and complain about the barren wastelands of their tumblr dashboards, while at the same time bragging about blocking anyone and everyone who disagrees with them even slightly and on the most inconsequential of topics. They are welcome to do that of course, and let me be very clear, nobody needs to entertain assholes or put up with abusive behavior or offensive language, but curating every single critical or even just slightly differing opinion right out of your experience does not make for a diverse or healthy communication culture.

If locking yourself away in private discord servers and only staying inside your bubble of 100% like-minded people is all you want from your fandom experience then you're absolutely entitled to do so. But the bubbles keep getting smaller and smaller and so we shouldn't be surprised if, one day soon, the larger fandom community will indeed be well and truly dead.

This is all over the place, and I have no grand conclusion to offer, I'm simply working through my feelings here. I will stop now. To the three people who've made it this far: Thank you for either indulging me or politely ignoring me. Feel free to agree or disagree. Who knows? In the end, it may even turn into an actual conversation.

[pynkhues]

I'm so so sorry that your sister is having to deal with all that, and that you and your mom are too, and that your aunt is making things harder -- I get that it's partly her own trauma, but that still doesn't make it okay, and I'm sorry the system isn't fair and just makes things harder for survivors.

Thanks, anon. I can't lie, it's been a lot, but it's had its silver linings. My sister and I had actually had an ugly falling out about five years ago, and mm - weren't estranged exactly, but weren't on great terms, which we both now understand was partially fuelled by her ex deliberately isolating her as a part of his abuse.

This whole process has made us closer than I think we've ever been before in our lives, and I know that's something neither of us would trade for anything now. Honestly, it's also a relief that she's out of the marriage and his house, even if we're still trying to get the children out permanently (they currently are court ordered to spend five days a fortnight with him. My sister is going for full custody though which is what the trial's about in six weeks).

But yeah. My aunt means well, but she's currently adding to the pressure rather than sharing the load, I think. Our mum's planning on having a conversation with her, so we'll see what happens, I guess.

[nammyfanficsblog]

I have little headcanon for FE: Engage,

Do you ever wonder if unit equip emblem ring so long that they start to transform into those emblem a little bit even without engaging? Not in the bad way but because their bonds are really high that they are like becoming one.

I think it would be cool if the Max Lv. Of engage let us see that.

But the change isn't permenent just when they equip the ring / bracelets long enough. ( and if they unequip it, the effect will be gone)

EX.

I give Diamant the Tiki's emblem and imagine that he starts to have dragon's feature like having a tail even he wasn't engaging and he is fine with it ( Amber is amused by this and Jade said he looks cute with tail and want to write about it) , also he has the dragon eyes , fangs and claws when angry.

Alfred's hair having blue strip when equip with Sigurd's ring. Celine's hair is having red / orange strip when equip with Celica's ring.

Since Alcryst has Roy's ring, He also has red strip on his hair and think it's cool cause he is match with Alear's.

[eclarinet]

same soup... different day

[sudokuplayer]

i'm so angry and heartbroken and i think this is all i will ever be

[a-lonely-dunedain]

"Don't touch me!" From the angst/hurt/comfort prompts 👀

Hehehe I’m using Margim and Celeair for this bc I was actually planning to write this interaction in Bitter Ash and Stubborn Flowers SO! You get a sneak peek of the chapter after next! (I think? That’s probably where it’ll fit in)

also I edited the inflection on the initial prompt just bc I think it sounded more natural in the context that way

48:

“Don’t touch me.” Margim commands, grasping my hand tightly –though not enough to hurt– and pulling it away from the wound on her shoulder. Her voice was stern, and though it seemed devoid of fear or anger, I am still startled by it and do not know the words to respond.

“The last time you tried to do that you looked like you were about to drop dead afterwards,” she continues in a matter of fact tone, releasing my hand “do not waste your strength on a wound so small, save it for dire need.” she looks at me plainly, “I have survived worse with less care.”

I must reluctantly admit that she has a point. I had been trying to block out the memory of the grasping shadows I encountered the last time I tried to call upon the healing arts, but perhaps that was foolish of me. It is dangerous to open my mind here, in this land so dead and cruel, yet I still instinctively tried to do so. It feels just, so wrong, to see an injury and refuse it care– even if it is for my own safety. It feels selfish. Still, Margim told me to do so, and I cannot tend to it without her permission.

“Alright, I will not use any of my strength on it,” I concede “but you are still hurt. The wound may not be serious now, but it may become so if I simply ignore it. At least let me try to clean it, so that it will not become a dire need in the future.”

“...what future?” she mutters quietly, a question that did not seem directed at me, spoken as if she already knew the answer.

“The future outside of Mordor, in Ithilien and beyond.” I answer anyway.

Margim is quiet for a long moment, her expression unreadable. “Tell me, Celeair,” she eventually says, “was any of that real? What you told me about your homeland?”

“Of course it was. What reason did I have to lie to you?”

“None that I know of, but a madman needs no reason.”

“You think me mad?”

“A little bit.” She says flatly “I do not know what else to make of you.” I do not take offense at her words. I guess my descriptions of the outside world would sound a little mad to someone who has only known this blasted and evil land.

She pauses, a conflicted look on her face “…I hope you are not mad, though.” she quietly adds.

“Well, you have humored me this far, will you allow me to tend to that cut at least? So that you might survive long enough to see for yourself whether or not I am a madman.”

“I still think it unnecessary.” She sighs, almost sounding defeated “but… I will allow it. I have humored you this long, after all. What difference will another day make…”

“Maybe everything.” Or maybe nothing, but I will not speak of that possibility.

[whathappenedtomyweekend]

I can't fucking stand one of my colleagues sometimes. she's so rude and weird about me knowing stuff?? like she literally made me leave the fucking office room the other week because she was telling another colleague a story and it made me feel so fucking rejected and like I was back in 3rd grade.

at the same time she won't keep her mouth shut, like she's just randomly singing/whistling/making random loud noises so many times during the day and it's driving me up the wall.

I have moments where I like her and most of the time I tolerate her/get on with her but man there are some moments where I genuinely feel close to snapping/saying something

[soryualeksi]

Big Kiddo threw a big tantrum in the morning and - and he doesn't normally do that - actually hit me in his endless rage. And I caught his hands and sternly said that we're not hitting each other in our family.

And then I completely dropped the ball and blurted out "My parents used to hit me. We're not doing that to each other."

Now he's shocked like "Why did they hit you. WHY did they HIT you." And I feel like I maliciously destroyed his chance at any relationship with my parents because I know him and the next time he'll see either of them he'll tell them they shouldn't have hit me. :'D

I honestly feel like I told a big secret and broke a big taboo and shouldn't have told him, like I'm burdening him and also I should just. Not have told him.

My mother will be so angry with me. :'DD I'm so screwed.

[lunapwrites]

I really genuinely hope that the tech industry is the next battlefront of the union wave.

I want every single person who actually touches the product and has any hand in its development and day to day maintenance to collectively walk out. I want them to scramble to try and replace you with AI (which will not work) or with cheap labor from whatever sources they can get (a patch job at best, and in my limited experience liable to cause some hilariously catastrophic failures.) I want them to feel the consequences of the unrealistic expectations they place on your shoulders. I want them to have to work the inhuman hours at the inhuman pace they force you to. I want to listen to their investors screaming as their money tree withers and burns in your wake. I want the world to tremble with the sudden and terrible realization that it cannot function without you.

And, you know, pay and benefits that reflect your skill set, experience, and value would be nice. Representation at the negotiating table. Hours that a human person can sustainably work. Just little things.

[running-in-the-dark]

if there's one thing I hate it's nurses who treat you like a child or an inconvenience when you're in pain despite them insisting you shouldn't be.

no, I can't sit on the side of the bed to eat my soup, sitting up hurts like hell and I don't care that you don't think it does. it does. I know it does because it's my body and I feel the pain, so what the fuck is that about?! I had surgery this morning, there's a wound in my belly button, so it's going to hurt for a bit, I'm not being dramatic or anything!

the weirdest part is that I didn't complain or say anything, I just started sitting up very slowly to eat, and she felt the need to treat me like I'm an idiot for being in pain 🤷

she also rolled her eyes and made an annoyed noise when I showed that I was in pain during and after she gave me the injection to prevent blood clots. lady, I don't know what your problem is but that shit hurts like hell for me, every single time I've gotten it, and it keeps hurting for over an hour. so I'm going to fucking wince a little and you're just gonna have to learn to deal with that without being an asshole.

it's like there's two categories of nurses - the ones that are incredibly sweet and kind and caring, who apologise if something they do hurts and are calm and understanding when you show that you're in pain. and the ones that are completely dismissive and treat you like you're a fucking idiot for every single question, statement or reaction.

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SHE TOLD HIM ABOUT THE DESERT OTHERWORLD TIME DIFFERENCE