#and be like why is there no one exactly like me with the same exact dreams and morals!

[isaspsp]

I think my parents did pretty similar things. I'm feeling sensitive right now so, story sharing time.

I did misbehave every now and then, as all kids do. I don't remember this incident, but my mom does. I was doing whatever naughty thing, and she hit me to make me stop and discipline me. I stopped, started crying, and went away. My mom never hit me after that. She says it's one of her biggest regrets.

I remember when we got our big TV. I was maybe 8-9 and we had been at the store all day. I wasn't particularly interested in picking out a TV cus that seemed like adult business, and children have no right to poke their nose of that. But then, my dad crouches next to me, points to the final two tvs they were deciding between, and asked me which one I thought was best. And I do remember asking, "Why are you asking me this? I am a child." He laughed and said something among the lines of, "Children are always honest." And that gave me all the confidence and reassurance to choose what would be our TV for the next 10+ years.

They took the effort to see my side aswell. I grew up with my cousins. We were 6 kids in total, and with two of them being older, we 4 youngsters played together a lot. Of these four, the oldest used to bully me a lot (I bit him really hard once as revenge, but that is another story) and I had two younger cousins, the youngest of which, was the one I saw most often. He would come with us to trips and such. But he was the younger child, so he had preferences over me. If I had anything he wanted, I HAD to share. If he wanted to sit where I was, I had to move, lest he makes a fuss. But, if he had something that I wanted? He was under no obligation to share. It was Easter time, I was about 13 (?), and we had gotten ourselves fancy chocolate eggs. My aunt had gone along with us to shop. I'd done my research at the site of the store we were going to, so I knew exactly what I wanted. My aunt didn't know what to get my cousin, so she followed my lead and got him the same two eggs. My aunt used to be paid to clean our house once in a while and just so happened that that week my little cousin had come along. I was going to travel that weekend, and my eggs would be left behind, I'd only have them when we came back. So, having been thinking and fantasizing about the chocolate eggs for weeks, I sneaked around, opened one of the boxes, grabbed a piece, ate some, and put the rest in the refrigerator My aunt saw me do this. Later, my parents confronted me about it; my aunt had told them what happened, that I tried to hide just so I wouldn't have to share. I started crying about how if I didn't sneak around I would've had to share with my cousin, who had the exact same egg at his home, who wouldn't have to wait to come back from a trip, and that I would never get the same kindness back, the piece he would've taken from me, the egg that I so researched to get, that I beheaved and did well in school to get, I would have to give away, even if it was a small piece, and tgat, even if I asked nicely, my cousin wouldve said no, and nothing would be done anout it. And the damn was broken, so I mentioned also all the other times I had to give in because I was older, he was younger and I was bigger and could hurt him more. They looked at each other... and agreed with me. I was forced to share less after that. I still shared, of course, but now... I wasn't forced as much. (At least by my parents, we couldn't control everyone or course u_u)

I genuinely remember very VERY few times of my parents taking away my stuff or banning m3 from activities. If I remember at all, because all I have are "vague feelings" that it happened. And honestly, I think I turned out better for it.

I am exceptionally lucky in that my parents never hit me, grounded me, confiscated my things, banned me from my hobbies or threatened any of these actions to make me behave as a kid. as an adult it has made me realise how very very long a road most people have to traverse before they can take a statement like 'no rule that must be enforced by threat is legitimate' seriously.

[genderqueerdykes]

queer people who treat u differently by how they precieve yiur gender are so weird

if i'm precieved to be a trans woman and i talk about feeling unsafe because of my transphobic coworkers attacking other random trans people, folk are understanding

if they know i'm intersex it's downplayed as not that bad for me/not a real issue/etc

if im precieved to be transmasc i am co opting another persons experience and making it about myself

this should not be the case. same experience, different attitude towards it. it is disgusting how people will treat others differently based on gender, in the community about coming together and fighting for rights to not be treated differently based on gender.

agreed, this should not be the case at all, but it's the truth and it's so important to discuss. thank you so much for reaching out and sharing your experience

people are still judging one another based off of their genders and it's not okay. there's never a way that could be okay. why are we doing this? i've had this exact progression of treatment happen to me. when people understand that i am or at least perceive that i'm a trans woman, people just listen to me. if they find out i'm intersex, i'm instantly getting misgendered. people seem to think that intersex means quirky cis girl that wants attention now. it sucks. when people find out i'm intersex i start getting misgendered left right and center.

if im perceived to be transmasc i am co opting another persons experience and making it about myself

exactly this. thank you for sending this, i hope things improve for all of our sake. it shouldn't be like this

[spinji]

to me Bakugo always seemed like one of those genius kids that were constantly praised for this one thing he excelled at(his quirk) that he didn't really have anything else besides that. It gave him an inferiority complex. And when he went to ua, it's like when those gifted kids go go to a school where they're are tons of lifted kids just like him all starting at same place. He realizes he's not the best anymore. In fact he starts to fall a little behind(which is normal) and that hits him hard because who else is he if he's not the best.

With no exaggeration that is exactly it.

That is the entire basis for his early character development before it becomes even more ridiculously intertwined with Izuku. His entire beef with Todoroki comes from feeling upstaged by him and then never getting an opportunity to properly one-up him because Shoto pulled his punch at the sports festival. It's why he was so SO fucking upset at the award ceremony even though he got first place.

And the thing is; he keeps losing these personal goals for himself time and again until the exact moment he stops treating his classmates as people to compete against rather than people to collaborate with. You take away all the Izuku-specific issues and his struggle with the death of his ego and trying to ward of imposter syndrome is extremely relatable, especially if you were one of those high performing kids who now cringes at how much they used to flaunt their own skills or intelligence.

Personally, I think Izuku has the other end of the gifted child problems spectrum. He wasn't openly praised to the point of swelling his ego but he's clearly very smart. I like to think he was a very independent worker when he was young which only made him not learn how to ask for help when things are difficult.

It's not a point of pride, he just genuinely doesn't consider outside help as a factor because he hasn't needed it yet (he did and his grades suffered a bit as a result and maybe that got tied up in his self esteem a little but hey he's still passing). It's a bit of personal projection but I think the contradiction between the emphasis on his intelligence from a character perspective and how actually middling/inconsistent his grades are when you actually look at what the narrative says makes sense in that context.

Whenever they show him studying he always looks like he's struggling to some degree, his expression very tense and hunched over his desk for hours to make sure he understands what he's doing. He was smart enough to guesstimate his entrance exam score but his estimate was that he barely passed. That one innocuous scene of him very confidently answering a math question wrong. Combine that with the fact that learning to ask for support in other areas is a major part of his character growth and idk the vibe just really fits.

[szfiction]

This parallel makes me insane actually (and there is something incredibly Lawlu about it to me)

[beyondthetemples-ooc]

Dove! DOVE! That's Dove! That's my baby! (And kind of Kary too, but Dove was the first.) Fan characters count, right?

Long story short, I ended up with three (yes, THREE) of the exact same 3.5" Raven action figure. But they were made by Bandai, which doesn't exactly have strict quality control, and all three of them looked slightly different, especially in the face. So I decided the one that looks most like Raven in the cartoon was, in fact, Raven, and the other two were her sisters.

Long story long:

It started off with only having two of them, actually. So naturally, in a household with four siblings, the default assumption was "One of them is Raven's sister!"

I can't remember which happened first: if we were playing with the 80's NTT figures and the 3.5" figures in the same session, and that NTT Raven is like 6" so OBVIOUSLY she was the "big sister" and the 3.5" one was the "little sister", or if it originated with the 3.5" figures...

Originally I mostly only had 2 of the figures at a time. For the sake of context, I grew up with a shared custody situation where I spent MOST of my time with my stepmonster and Dad and certain weekends and holidays and parts of summer vacation with my mother. Both parental households had gotten me the same figure! Stepmom and dad gave me TWO because one was just "mine", and the other one was "for the family"!

(I was hyperfixated and everyone who knew me knew it. And there wasn't a whole lot of Teen Titans merchandise, especially that was available at regular stores. Both figures ended up in my possession because my siblings weren't as obsessed with Teen Titans, especially not with Raven, as I was.)

My mom insisted we keep the toys she bought us at her house. But I would bring the ones from stepmom/dad to Mom's sometimes. So sometimes it was the two from stepmom/dad, and sometimes it was all three at my mother's.

This is part of why Dove is my main OC actually, and part of the reason Kary was a wandering vagrant(*) from inception: Because the one I decided was Dove was the most consistent sister present.

A lot, like a LOT of my modern fanfics developed out of adventures those little 3.5" figures had during playtime! (Most of them were from when I was playing alone, tbh. The wild continuity when I was playing with my 3 younger siblings would put DC's constant Crisis Events to shame. I could never figure out how to narrate the chaos in a Teen Titans fanfiction. ;P )

(*) The other part of Kary's vagrant backstory was that when my best friend and I played with my action figures with his character Kary for the first time, the story was that she was homeless and randomly stumbled upon by Raven and Dove, and they had to convince her to come with them or something. And yes, Kary was originally HIS character! He wrote+drew a character bio for her and everything. I adopted her into my stories and eventually she took on a life of her own and became one of my eternal babies, too.

Tag that OC that originated from a toy of some sort

(Examples: Littlest Pet Shop, La La Loopsy. i couldnt think of any others. :<)

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[sysig]

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[sakebytheriver]

The thing is like, what exactly am I supposed to do with a one to one live action version of How To Train Your Dragon?

Like the original alreay exists, it's already out there being the original with all of the scenes they're copying, not to mention it's also a pretty new movie already, like we aren't remaking a cartoon from the 80s here, this came out in 2010. It's just like, what am I as someone who went to see the original film in theaters, what am I as someone who states this film as my favorite movie, like no seriously though what am I, a peak audience member to market this movie towards supposed to do with a one to one live action remake of How To Train Your Dragon when I can just rewatch the original and have an experience that's ten times better?

[novasquadron]

ANYWAY i recently got into tng and am now super obsessed with wesley (just a lil dude!! why does everyone hate him i don't get it!!) and all the Implications and Potential that his character had (and has)

like your father killed on duty, lingering resentment with the man who feels responsible for it, the same man whose words are like gospel to you, who gives you every single opportunity that you shouldn't be given, who was only persuaded to do so by a somewhat higher being who is oh so carefully crafting your life in just the right ways for Something, constantly being brought forward and pushed away, too many parent figures and only one and none, the only meaningful friendships you have are with people twice your age (they will always see you as a child), you do everything for Him, everything for His legacy (your dead father? your captain? they're so closely intermingled and so far apart), you finally reach what everyone knows you're going to do, you get into the best team in the school, you have a best friend (was he something more? do you even remember?), you kill him (it's so much more than that but the black and white is addicting), everyone hates you, He's disappointed in you, how long has it been since you could look your mother in her eyes, you want to die but that would be unfair, how dare you feel guilty, and oh look, the beings who have watched you for your whole life (they knew this would happen) want you to join them. there's never been another choice. the prodigal son always completes his duties.

[seaofreverie]

You ever finish a drawing that you really like and then you spend the next three days randomly looking at it for minutes at a time like that could make it possible for you to absorb its alluring and magnetic essence with your eyes

[skyburger]

venn diagram of these guys

[dawnthefluffyduck]

This game is so pretty 🥹

[ratatatastic]

no im still on maffhew calling the forsymaffhew lovechild a missile

[13eyond13]

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[mars-ipan]

genuinely i don’t know how someone could meet a kid and decide children are horrid monsters actually. kids are so good

[qrowsofafeather]

My friend now feels used and unmotivated.

That's literally what I've said!

A writer friend told me something that broke my heart a little bit today; they're going to quit publishing their fanfic.

My instant thought was that they had been trolled or attacked or that something terrible had happened in their life because this person is so passionate about their writing. It wasn't any of that. Engagement with their works has been going down, as it has for many of us. Comments are like gold dust a lot of the time, and just looking through the historical comment counts on old fics on ao3 demonstrates this trend very clearly. It was not simply the comments dropping off which caused them to decide to stop posting, however.

My friend came across a discord server for their fandom (I should point out here that their fandom interest and mine diverged a couple of years ago, we stay in touch but don't currently read each other's posts because I'm not into their fandom and they would rather gouge their eyes out with a wooden spoon than read anything Star Wars) and specifically to share fic in that fandom. They joined, because we all love a good fic rec, only to discover that their latest multichapter fic, which has almost no comments and very few kudos, is being hotly discussed in this server as one of the best stories ever. Not one of these people has bothered to say this to them on the fic. When they asked, none of participants could see the point in telling the author of the fic they apparently loved so much that they love it.

This discovery has absolutely destroyed my friend's love of sharing fic. They share because they love seeing other people's enjoyment, and fic writers do that through comments and kudos/reblogs/likes because we don't get paid. There is no literary critic writing a blog post/article about how amazing the story is for us to copy and keep/frame. There is no money from royalties. All we have are the words of the people reading our works.

Those people on that server could have taken five minutes of the time they spent gushing about how amazing my friend's story was to other people and used it to tell the one person guaranteed to want to hear that praise how much they loved it. They could have taken a moment to express their opinion to the person who spent hours upon hours plotting, writing, editing, and posting those chapters. Instead, they deprived my friend of thing that keeps them sharing their writing, and in the process have killed their love of it. My friend now feels used and unmotivated.

I won't be sharing a link to their fic, they said I could share their experience but not their identity. I know they plan to post one final chapter. I know they intend to express their hurt at being excluded from the praise for the thing they created, and I know they intend to announce that as a consequence they will not be posting for a long while, if at all.

So please, I beg you, don't hide your love of a story from the writer. It's just about the only thing we have.

[pezpenser205]

me being largely nonhuman/antihuman and a lesbian, therefore being forced by my brain to be attracted to humans has actually allowed me to fully understand how men attracted women who say they wish they were lesbians are real and based and do not deserve the hate they get. like girl i get it thats literally how i feel about you.

no offense to the good humans out there #notallhumans <3