#and have deleted both tumblr and discord apps off my phone

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA if i cut off someone reaching out for help on tumblr? i am a very anxious person. ive been on tumblr a very long time because most all other social media terrifies me as someone who grew up with the wild west internet a decade past (im in my late 20s) so i feel sometimes with how reckless and spurractic people can be online in chatroom and especially clearly public platforms where any stranger, malicious or otherwise can just archive your digital presence for personal use.

more recently as someone who has been here during the pornban and as an asexual really enjoyed the quiet with no drama farming and a slow pace to talk about more unique political topics in a measured way it is something im strangely nostalgic for and a great example of my sensibilities to people when they insist that i use other platforms like discord or twitter or whatever clone for these services comes out of the old guard introducing feature creep to copy everyone else or any other indi "were the anti corporate version" of the endless scroll apps. i just dont want it. tumblr is special because im desktop only, been here for years, and i have kept track of every single change made so i have manually adjusted the change through hacks to evade every bad decision on here and make my set up look identical to how it was in 2010. so let it be understood that i tend to be a loney person because of this stubbornness. web 3.0 is too dangerous to people with addictive tendencies that my adhd brings out and my need to wear my heart on my sleeve. so i hope i defended my personality type enough to show why someone like me would see a post about some horrible abuses they have fell victim to who also share alot of the marginalized status as me and writing depressive things in the replys of others posts as to attention seek about it.

i directly interact with this person, not only to check if they are real (but wow, modern chat bots make this part horrifying for me. we really cant ever know for sure what is real anymore. trying to find warmth on the internet feels impossible now a days) i have multiple conversations at this point both venting and just casually shooting the shit. but the begging for me to constantly repost their paypal makes me so nervous in a way that i feel so guilty for because it reminds me of all the scams that get associated with this kind of ebegging and the reminder that capitalism takes away all warmth from human interaction to make them purely transnational and conditional. but then it just has been escalating where im so scared that now its not enough that im reposing on my 8 follower, all mutual blog, they are asking me to share it on other socials. accounts i do not have i have a flip phone and a laptop and i am tinkering with a windows 7 tower that will never be connected to the internet so i can always have software sit perfectly in its time capsule for when i need it. i do not have a way to help this person outside of what i learned from collage psyche classes. a part of me is so scared to just abruptly cut them off and just delete my entire account like i tend to do often on tumblr for a multitude of reasons, its a part of what lets people survive being here this long but i worry that would crush them if i did that, i dont want to make them feel more hopeless and unwanted then they already talk about. but i am text on the internet through a screen. i can only do so much. so would i be the asshole if i just deleted my account with a "i hope you hang in there, the world is a harsh place but keep moving" to cut someone so similar to me who is struggling out of my life?

What are these acronyms?

[f4y3w00d5]

Well it looks like it is nearly time to talk to my 11 yr old sister about devices

Shes about to get her first phone (obviously heavily monitored, its cos shes starting grade 7 soon and she needs a phone cos she'll take the bus), and ofc next year she gets a laptop, and so she needs to know how to do what i do without getting caught.

Basically that is: Keep anything and everything incriminating off your phone. Pictures, texts, apps, all that shit. No looking stuff up on your phone either- hell, not on her google account. Just keep everything on your phone PG. Try to avoid texts.

On the laptop theres a bit more freedom, but she'll need to use incognito for anything, and avoid shit like discord and quotev which will be banned. Also avoid incriminating photos, but thats her school account and mum wont check it. At least not often, so hide anything. Dont make a google account and open google with it, thats just...dumb. She'll see it, and she'll see everything. If she so much as walks in the room, delete any tabs with shit you dont want her seeing on it. I made that mistake in grade 6, and lost quotev.

Do NOT tell any counsellors or therapists about online activities, they may snitch. If you do, wait until you trust them and then simply never mention what platform, or usernames either. I made that mistake, and lost discord. Thankfully my SCHOOL counsellor backed me up in that the therapist was lying (she wasnt) and so, i didnt get in trouble. (Except severe depression until i found tumblr)

And ill not let her get Tumblr or the other things i like to use, as if she gets caught on this we'll BOTH lose it, and then im absolutely fucked. By the time the youngest is old enough to get a phone (3 years), ill hopefully be out of here, so i wont have to worry about that. And even not, i'll be over 18 and they cannot control what i do on devices at that age.

Now I just need to find a time where I have her alone that I can tell her all this.

[leias-left-hair-bun-again]

oh dear I missed a lot 😅 didn’t realize I was away that long but I guess it is Thursday isn’t it /: if I don’t get to someone’s tag today please don’t think it’s cause I’m ignoring you!! I just don’t have any time to be on here right now ):

[baegarrick]

idk if you've read/seen the book/movie but just... love, simon zukka au ?? sokka as simon and zuko as bram because blue spirit ( though if we r going for it personality-wise maybe switch their roles? idk ! ) — also in this one the friends are exponentially better

ok im so sorry I haven’t actually seen love, simon or read the book but.... I HAVE ACCESS TO WIKIPEDIA SO LETS GO

ok so I was considering Zuko as Simon bc of the musical thing/the loving parent (Iroh), the girl he sees Sokka (Bram) kiss is Suki.... but also bc I just love writing Zuko (maybe I’ll parse that out at the end)

BUT lets go with Sokka as Simon bc I also love writing the Gaang

Sokka is Simon

Katara is both Nora and Abby

Jet is Martin

Aang is Nick (but slightly also Abby)

Zuko is blue/Bram

Suki is Leah (but slightly also Nick)

Toph is Ethan (sorta)

Haru is Lyle

Ok so, obv this follows the plot of the movie/book. Sokka is a gay + closeted junior, not that his dad isn’t loving, but he’s in the military, and occasionally makes homophobic jokes, and Sokka feels like he has to be tough for him, esp. since his mom died. But he really likes making people laugh and so he joins the school musical, which is a comedy this year.

His best friend is Suki, who he’s known since he was a kid, but he’s kinda been withdrawing from her since he got to high school. He loves her, he really does, but everyone always thinks they’re dating, and it kinda makes him uncomfortable. He tried to like her, when they were younger, but he just... isn’t into girls. His friend group is Suki, Katara (his sister, and it was the two of them against the world since their mom died, but he’s pulled away from her too), Aang (a transfer freshman from out of state), and Toph (who spent up till 8th grade at a private school).

Also in the musical is Zuko, a hot senior who’s like.... super lofty. He gets really into theater, but he rarely interacts with people outside his friend group, like he’s better than them or something. (Mai and Ty Lee are also there, they’re Zuko’s friends.) Not in the musical, but in one of the other clubs Sokka is in, is Jet. He got kicked off the football team for being too rough with the other team last year, so he mostly just hangs out behind the bleachers smoking.

Sokka’s on the school’s tumblr one day (shut up, Katara, I don’t have a tumblr!!) when he sees someone posted an anonymous confession saying they’re gay but they really don’t have anyone they can talk to because of their family situation. Sokka gets their email (BlueSpirit) and start emailing (BoomerangDude) them for a couple of months. He learns that Blue’s family has really high expectations of him, and since he’s only a year away from college he can’t mess them up because if he does he’ll be cut off, and he can’t afford college if that happens. He’s got a sadistic little sister (who isn’t actually terrible, she’s just got her own shit going on, and if shoving Zuko in the warpath of their father takes the spotlight off of her, all the better) who would absolutely out him if she knew, a girl he’s pretty sure wants to date him (Mai), and an after-school job (the tea shop) thats cutting into his extra-curricular activities.

This is.... really similar to Sokka, actually, and he likes making Blue laugh (they switch to chatting online sometimes, like discord or some chat app), and Blue has a lot of insights on things Sokka likes (some of the same music,

Meanwhile, Sokka ends up going to this tea shop he heard about from Blue (it had been a slip, Zuko had NOT meant to say too many personal details, but he’d mentioned getting some kind of boba drink) and studying there with his friends. While he’s there, he’s surprised to see Zuko, who he’s never spoken to outside of the musical they’re working on!! (At some point, Zuko checks his phone and laughs, and Sokka’s like, oh no, I’m crushing on.... TWO DUDES???? BAD SOKKA). He starts to wonder if maybe.... Zuko is Blue?? it generally sorta fits, he knows Zuko is also a senior, and the tea shop Blue mentioned.... (to be fair, though, they see like three other kids from school there, so it’s not really a niche place)

Before Sokka can test out this theory, though, there’s a Halloween party which Sokka goes to with his friends. (They go as the Power Rangers.) He sees Zuko there (he’s in some some Kabuki costume), but with him is.... Mai from the play. They’re making out, and Sokka feels his stomach drop-- he’s not gay and Sokka’s crushing on a straight guy. He gets drunk. He throws up in the bushes outside, and Katara finds him, chews him out, and then sneaks him back home.

He emails Blue again, drunk, and says some stupid stuff like he wishes things were easier, and that he thought he knew who Blue was, but he didn’t. (Blue doesn’t reply.)

He’s checking his email on a school computer in the library when the bell rings, and he doesn’t log out properly, and Jet, who is skipping class, finds Sokka’s emails. He confronts Sokka about them, and says he won’t reveal Sokka’s secret... if Sokka helps Jet get with Sokka’s hot sister. Sokka hates the idea, but also, the idea of being outed is really terrifying. So he says yes, and tries to talk up Jet to Katara, who’s a little surprised bc while she thinks Jet is hot, Sokka was super against Jet whenever she mentioned it. Katara is involved in school politics, and convinces Jet to pretend to be interested to spend time with her. (he ends up running against her...)

Around Thanksgiving, with all their extended family there, ribbing him about getting a girlfriend (asking about Suki), Sokka leaves and goes to sit on the roof. Katara finds him there, and demands he spill whats up and why he’s acting so weird, especially about Suki. (she looks freaked out for a moment, and is like.... oh my god, sokka, is suki pregnant?????? sokka blanches at that) He admits he’s gay, and she hugs him, and they stay out there until their dad sticks his head out the window and calls them inside.

Feeling guilty about Jet, Sokka admits to Blue their emails might have been compromised. Blue starts to back away, taking longer and longer to answer emails.

At a football game, Sokka runs into Haru, who starts asking him stuff, and Sokka wonders if he’s Blue, but it turns out Haru is interested in Katara. Upset, again, that he doesn’t know who Blue is, he encourages Jet to “go big or go home”-- and so Jet asks Katara out by bribing the kid who does the scoreboard to switch out his campaign ad for asking Katara out. Katara is shocked, as she thought Jet was really interested in her campaign. She slaps him.

Mad that Katara wasn’t interested after all, and from the slap, Jet outs Sokka anyway, posting the emails on the school’s gossip site. Katara, who was mad at Sokka, instantly forgives him and is on a WARPATH against Jet, but Sokka just wants it left alone. Suki shows up a few hours later, and finds him on the roof. She admits that she had a crush on him, which was why she never said anything when people asked if they were a couple, but she knew Sokka wasn’t interested in her, so she never pushed it. She’s sorry she made it difficult for him to come out to her.

Blue is upset their emails have leaked, and deletes his account.

He comes out to his dad later, in the car, on the way to school on the last couple of days before winter break. His dad takes it well, and apologizes for all of the jokes he used to make-- it doesn’t make it right, but it was the kind of things he and the other soldiers used to say to each other. He ends up taking them to this tea shop he heard about (it’s Zuko’s/Iroh’s shop), and while there, he comes out to the owner of the shop, Iroh, as sort of..... practice. It’s liberating and also terrifying. Iroh is super cool about it, and tells them about his own son, who passed away a few years ago in an accident, was gay. It’s way later than Sokka thought, and when he looks up from the conversation with Iroh, Zuko’s standing in the doorway. not wanting to deal with people from school, Sokka leaves the tea shop without waiting for his dad to follow him.

The next couple of days at school are rough. His friends stick by his side, but Jet’s friends are obnoxious and loud, and Katara punches one of them. She goes to the school, but they’re eternally unhelpful bc.... what can tey do... its not a school website..... Later, Toph tells Sokka she’s a lesbian, and it’s not that she’s hiding it, but... it’s already tough enough when people treat her like she’s glass because she’s blind. They all go home for winter break, and when they come back, Sokka is refreshed and determined not to be put down by a couple of assholes.

He’s wildly surprised when Blue posts on the school’s tumblr that he wants to meet Sokka at the school’s carnival. This draws a crowd, which makes Sokka worried he’s gonna be pranked, but when he sits down on the Ferris wheel, he’s surprised that Zuko from the tea shop/musical sits down next to him.

Zuko says he’s sorry for ignoring Sokka’s emails, and he’s sorry that Sokka got outed to the school, and it wasn’t his fault that Sokka was blackmailed, and he should have reacted better to it. Sokka apologizes too, because Zuko shouldn’t have to be outed either, which... is why they’re here? Zuko blushes, and says he came out to his uncle, who’s letting him stay with him, since he’s tired of going home to his shitty dad, and that he might go live with his mom while he’s in college. He admits the Mai thing at the party was a drunken misunderstanding, and that he likes Sokka. He thinks he’s funny, and they like the same things (theater, music, strange taste in food...), and he’s hoping after this... Sokka might like him too? (they kiss on the Ferris wheel, and Katara takes like, 30 pictures.)

....

alternatively////

Zuko as Simon au-- bc I just wanted to write it out. he lives with his uncle, who’s the loving parent here, not Ozai!! (or his Mom/stepdad but I kinda forgot they existed for like 5 minutes)

Zuko is Simon

Katara is Abby (she’s his lab partner, and they have the same temperment)

Azula is Nora, but she doesn’t really play a big role (she’s an asshole, but also she’s 14 and is Going Through Things. she’s also in the closet and in love with Mai, but she doesn’t know it yet. it takes her a couple of years to figure that out.)

Mai is Leah

Aang is Martin (but less of an asshole. just the embarrassing + frustrated bits.)

Sokka is blue/Bram

Suki is the girl at the party Sokka kisses

Ty Lee is Ethan

---

I HOPE THIS WAS OK, like I said I haven’t actually seen the thing, but now I actually know what the plot is about!! <3333

[zenzaaaaaaaaaaaa]

What's your creative process zenza? How do you come up with these songs?

I don’t have a creative process as much as these songs come into my home and demand I make them. Time to go step by step for how I made all of them.

Divine/Wretched: I think it was 2am and I absentmindedly sang the opening lines and I thought they were cool. I pulled out a uke, found some chords that worked, then just pulled up a google doc and make the lyrics. I do not know how. I was very tired, it was very late, and I was very possessed.

What The Water Said: My bathroom has fine acoustics and I sometimes absentmindedly sing while I’m there. I, again, absentmindedly sang the first line, thought it was cool, and came up with the chorus. I returned to my laptop at hyperspeed to add more to it and had to keep reminding myself to keep a color theme through the whole song, and just slapped it down in a couple hours. I changed a couple things around so they made more rhythmic sense and had better alliteration, but it mostly remained the same. It was a narrative concept I wish we got to see more of in canon, and I thought it might be cool as just an extra thing. Then I thought I’d have Sokka sing it, maybe. Then I realized it worked better if this was a “hey everyone, genocide is bad!” education from a very tired Zuko. then I realized I should probably make a fire nation counterpart to the song.

What Remains: I did the above realization. I worked out the chords. I realized I wanted a dance break. I plotted out a little dance break section. I wrote the lyrics down, wasn’t overly enthused about them, but thought they were decent. Lost the plot a couple of times and had to work some things around so that it wasn’t too actively disparaging of the Fire Nation. Kept a lot of the treason in, still. Figured that, since no one really cared about Divine/Wretched too much, even if I wasn’t completley satisfied with how the song went, it wouldn’t really matter. Than all of you guys loved the songs and suddenly, I didn’t just have possession: I had SUPPORT.

Hunt: I didn’t want to explain Zuko’s whole situation constantly so y’all wouldn’t either hate him or Aang too much. I also wanted to let the public know generally what was happening so I could do fun things with background characters. If I just put it down in text, it might go unnoticed and I’d have to answer a lot of question comments about the motivation of people. It was 12am, I dug out my phone, I typed out the lyrics into my notes app while I was in bed, conked out, and wrote the last verse when I actually had a ukulele and could see if anything I just wrote actually worked. I then decided, to my own detriment, to do that one while strumming VERY fast. That was largely due to the fact that I wanted to make the song distinct from the last two, which both involved a lot of plucking, and that the only other way I could strum it was very slow. I don’t quite regret making that choice, but my hand definitely did.

War Dogs: I got to thinking about Azula. I got to thinking about tragic love stories and the mindset of Fire Nation soldiers. I didn’t really care which one I made a song for, but I wanted to make another song because everyone was so supportive. I sang the first opening line again, experimentally, and tried to make it work for Azula. That didn’t work, so I went for option two and instead discussed the ways a hundred years of war have changed the ways people let themselves love and the ways they view their own deaths.

Long Night Lullaby: Someone asked on tumblr. I immediately pulled up the chords to all of the lullabies I could think of, made my own cheerful little clone of their pattern, and decided I’d go for a song about my man Koh, who has to be an excellent monster under the bed to use against any child. Lullabies are creepy as hell! He fit very nicely. That one took me 1-2 hours I think, and that was mostly because I was trying to do something fancy with the chords before I wholesale gave up and just did some strumming.

Birdcage: Someone on the discord server asked if I’d consider doing an Azula song. I technically already had one, but I figured I might be able to work out something more until that one becomes relevant. I tried something out the next morning, some of it worked, I kept going. I wound up deleting a bridge section I had originally and changing around some of the chords, but I had the lyrics in a day or two and just had to practice and refine them a lil.

My creative process tends to be: I locate a vibe, I locate a rhythm, I locate what I am attempting to talk about, and I then get my grubby little hands over all of the symbolism that I have already. I have a google doc called improv song refinery, because I have this nasty habit of making really cool songs off of the top of my head and I’ve gotten into the practice of recording myself so I can refine what I make that is cool. I have no short term memory. I toss my lyrics into that doc, verse by verse, and I pause to make sure it works every stanza or so on the uke, and I keep going. I don’t question what my brain wants to say initially, I just put it down with the understanding that I can change that later. My brain makes alliteration and rhyme fairly natural, but if I get stuck, I head over to rhymezone.com and see what I can do. I give myself permission to create, even if it’s not the best it could be, and I work with that until I’m happy with what I have. Possession also doesn’t hurt. Nor does large quantities of caffeine.

[oracleofimladris]

An Apology

To everyone who’s been around to day and who’s had the misfortune of wondering what in the hell has been going on.

Below the cut as this is going to be lengthy af, just for the record.

Simply put: I was not aware, that on a website where the main medium by which people communicate is reblogs, that there were people who assumed that their followers would not reblog their posts.

Sometime last night or this morning, I reblogged a post from elerondo in the form of a family tree - which I mistakenly assumed was a canon depiction, but was in fact, a personal headcanon (a headcanon they did not which to see reblogged at all).

After doing this, as it was still quite early, I continued with my morning roll-call of social media (tumblr, facebook, instagram, snapchat, discord, etc), and proceeded to the bathroom, and then to shower. Upon exiting the shower, as I sat my ass down, wrapped in a towel and drying, I checked my phone again, and noticed at some point in the last hour, I had received a tumblr message - or three to be exact. You see, I couldn’t have noticed this earlier, as I don’t have notifications enabled on any form of social media. I don’t like to be tied to my phone, and I found that when I did previously, I spent more time on my phone than I would have liked.

The messages are as follows:

Now, these could of course be interpreted as polite, however, I personally felt more like this took the tone of a 3rd and final warning, as opposed to a first interaction. 

Note: I have never before today spoken to the owner of this blog, as you can tell from the lack of messages prior to this morning.

Now, despite the very stiff tone of those messages, my initial reaction was to immediately delete the post, and to then go back to the message to reply and say that I had done so, only to find that I could send a message back.

I thought several things:

- Maybe they don’t have messages enabled (unlikely as they had sent me a message).

- Maybe they enabled it to send the message and disabled it immediately after (again, unlikely, I told myself, as tumbler would probably has deleted the message or something).

- Maybe I have universal messages enabled, whereas they only have “followers” enabled (which, again, is strange, because I was following them, but still, I thought maybe I didn’t remember the options clearly, and opted to send an ask instead).

The ask would have read something as follows:

The post was deleted. Could you at least tell me why, since I’m not a fan of one-sided conversations that benefit no one, and I can’t seem to send you a message back?

Note: I can’t confirm the exact wording as I didn’t copy the message before sending it.

Note: I thought it funny that the blog wasn’t loading as I went to send the ask from mobile, but let’s all be honest here, who hasn’t experienced technical difficulties with tumblr - especially tumblr mobile?

I thought it was weird, but I was in the bathroom, in the innermost part of our appartment, in a giant building made on concrete. I could be sitting by the window sometimes and not get cell reception, much less expect the wifi to travel all the way down the hall is still function at maximum capacity. So yeah, I let it go.

I got up. I dried my hair. I got dressed. I made my bed and sat down at my computer... But a thought was still nagging at me. The blog was still not loading properly on my phone an hour later, so I loaded the message on my computer. Fine. I checked the blog. Fine. I clicked-through on the pm. Bingo!

Nothing. Or whatever the tumblr message is for “you’re not seeing anything here because you’ve been blocked.”

At this point, I won’t lie, I was pretty insulted. In under an hour, I’d been sassed and blocked by someone I’ve literally never spoken to in my life, for doing nothing more than what’s expected of all of us on this god-forsaken hellsite - reblogging a post.

I was upset - angry, even - but I was nearly content to leave it be. However, going back to my first point that the messages struck me as though they were saying “you should know this.”

So I went back to the post and read it over again... No warning. I checked the tags... No warning. I checked the blog description... No warning. I checked their about page... No warning. I checked their rules page... No warning. Something similar about “interactions” - threads? - but nothing about headcanons. No warning whatsoever that this person didn’t want their headcanons reblogged.

Hence the posts you saw from me here, and on my other blog, regarding the reblog function being the cornerstone of tumblr (and elerondo, more like elerond-no). 

I decided to take the matter up with a few friends. I thought, yknow, maybe I’m over-reacting? Maybe I imagined this entire slight? Maybe the message I sent is what made them block me? I don’t even know...

I recounted what happened - to a handful of people now - and each of them weighed in, each of them claiming that they hade never before heard of people not wanting their headcanons reblogged - despite this clearly being what OP was upset about.

Note also that while I made these posts on my own blogs, blogs that were blocked by the OP, I was greeted with notes from a certain thisblogisgettingdeleted.

Now listen, I wouldn’t normally have made a fuss of it, but as this person insta-blocked me (effectively making sure I wouldn’t have a means to reply to them with), but made the very clear effort to make sure I knew they’d seen my messages, I felt rightly insulted.

At this point, I decided that since the only way to communicate with them would be through a blog that wasn’t blocked, I’d need to create a new one, and in order for the message to be posted if they ever replied to it the message would need to be anonymous.

That said, it certainly didn’t come out as nicely as my first message would have:

I made this side-blog for the express purpose to reiterrating my original message, and informing them that they were mistaken in assuming that it was “common knowledge” that people shouldn’t reblog headcanons. And that I thought their manner of going about things was childish at best, though obviously left that part out.

To this, they responded as follows:

Now, I don’t know if everyone is reading this the same way as me, but my first and foremost impression of this, upon reading it was that “first of all, I wasn’t passive-aggressive. I was full-on aggressive,” struck me as an odd choice of words. 

Surely, being full-on aggressive shouldn’t be something to brag about?

Note the following “you can’t accept that I blocked you,” preceeded by their creating of a side-blog to not only revisit my blog, but to interact there as well.

Followed closely by myself not being civil for not sending them a simple message... Note the steps I had to go through for them to even get this one.

Here they mention messaging me with their request, and their request not being met... An hour, guys. A single fucking hour - in which I shit you not, I was in the shower. That’s what I was given to respond to this. And yo, that’s the amount of time between when I checked my tumblr. That’s not even guaranteeing they sent me that message right after I switched apps. For all I know it could have been 30 minutes, or less.

Note: “do not reblog my ooc posts if it doesn’t include you,” still does not refer to headcanons, and I foresee them having this exact problem again in the future.

Now I was presumed to be online because I was still reblogging things... A mistake on our dear OPs part. Dears and dolls, if you’ve been following me for any significant period of time, then you know my queue is always full. Ergo, my blog is always running, even when I’m not around.

For this person whom I have never spoken to to assume anything about my life, much less to assume that I’m around to cater to their every whim, frankly astounds me. Even if I was online, which I wasn’t, I wouldn’t necessarily have seen the message right away eg. if I was on my computer and had a dozen or more tabs open, if I was in the process of looking at another blog, which cuts off the tool bar, or whatever other scenario.

Following this post, several comments were added by both OP and a follower of theirs:

After comments like these, I’m supposed to believe that “a message saying [I] have deleted of sth would have sufficed for [them] to unblock?”

Highly. Doubtful.

That said, I took it upon myself to also message the person in these comments, as they clearly weren’t going to waste any more time than OP did in finding out what happened.

As you can see from the following, they fare no better:

Blocked. Again.

Deserved? At this point, I don’t even care.

For those who were around to see it, my response to elerondo’s post was made on my personal dump as it was the only place associated with my main blog that would be able to post it.

For those who didn’t, you can find it HERE, or below:

In the end, I’m not writing this because I want this shit to keep going. I’m writing it because I got a lot of advice from various different people and the truth is this...

TL;DR:

The apology is for those of you who’ve been wondering what’s going on all day, not for the persons involved.

I did not send the message anonymously because I wanted to be anonymous. I really don’t care either way, because what I did was was not wrong. In no way is reblogging a god damn post on tumblr, of all places, wrong. However, the initial response I got, and the confirmation that it was indeed meant to be aggressive, have shown me that elerondo - and likely the company they keep as well - have no interest in being polite, or even in remaining civil, but instead are quick to insult and play the victim.

In essence...

Talk shit.

Get hit.

And if you can’t handle it, you probably shouldn’t be on the internet.

Sincerely,

Me.

[eldritchsurveys]

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Have you ever had FOMO (fear of missing out)? If so, what's caused it? >> Probably, at some point. I don’t recall any specific incidents.

Are you happy with your social life? If not, what would you have to do to change that? >> No, but I’m not sure of the mechanics of making actual friends (as opposed to acquaintances or “people I know reasonably well and share laughs with”). I don’t even know if the phenomenon is possible -- I might be unsuited to friendship, who knows.

Have you ever hosted a party? If so, what kind of party was it? >> Nope.

What's the best thing you can cook yourself? >> I don’t know, I don’t practice cooking enough to have a best dish.

Are there a lot of graffiti around your neighbourhood? >> No.

What kind of a phone do you have? >> Moto g6, I think it’s called.

What kinds of stuff do you have on your keychain? >> A few rewards cards, a thing shaped like an electric guitar plug (it used to have “Trans-Siberian Orchestra” on it but that’s rubbed off almost entirely by now), and two mini Funko Pop keychain toys (one of the Lich King from WoW, and the other of Stitch in his Elvis outfit).

Have you ever made something with your own hands that you're proud of? If so, what is it? >> Just writing.

What is your favourite Jack Lemmon film? >> I don’t have one.

What is your favourite David Hyde Pierce film? >> I don’t have one.

Have you ever made your own soda? (Soda Stream doesn't count!) >> No.

Do you have a hobby that forces you out of the house? If so, what is it? >> No, but that would probably be beneficial to me.

Have you ever been part of a theater group? >> No.

If so, did you get any lead roles or mostly supporting roles? >> ---

Which IM app do you use the most? >> The only one I use is Discord.

How do you make sure that your information is secure online? >> I don’t do anything extraordinary, I just try to be careful.

What's the most ecological thing you do? >> I don’t know, man.

Would you stop eating meat, if you had to raise and slaughter it yourself? >> No. I would just obviously eat less of it because that takes time and effort, and the meat won’t always be readily available.

What's your favourite board game? Why do you like it best? >> I don’t think I have one.

Besides English, what other languages can you speak? >> None fluently.

Besides English, what other languages can you read? >> None fluently.

Do you think you could make it as a chef? >> Not at all, and I wouldn’t want to.

What's your favourite kind of tea? >> Ginger, peppermint, masala chai, iced taro milk tea with boba.

How do you like your tea? >> With honey, or plain.

What thing/person/happening has made you the happiest you've been? >> ---

Girls, do you ever just say "Fuck it!" and go without a bra? >> ---

What's the most freeing thing you've ever done? >> I don’t know.

Have you ever had a restaurant dish that was made with bugs?  If not, would you even want to try one? >> No, and sure.

Do you think today's kids are really impatient? >> No more than yesterday’s kids.

Have you ever tasted birch sap? >> No.

How about the young buds/shoots of spruce trees? >> No.

Which edible flowers have you tasted? >> I don’t think I’ve had any flowers.

What has been your worst restaurant experience? >> I haven’t had any terrible restaurant experiences. My restaurant experiences have been largely mediocre / what you’d expect.

What's the most immature, adolescent thing that still makes you laugh? >> I don’t know, I don’t rank the things that make me laugh by how “immature” someone else might think they are.

Have you ever had a life threatening condition? If so, what was it? >> No.

Do you ever compare your life to somebody else's? If so, why? >> Sure. Because brains are assholes and often latch onto thought processes that don’t benefit anyone.

What is a food item or a dish you absolutely cannot stand? >> Bananas.

Have you ever had a custom print done on a shirt? If so, what was it? >> Yeah, I got one that says “where is John Galt?” because it amused me. I still have it.

What does your favourite mug look like? >> It’s one of the 16oz ones and it has a Black Panther print.

Do you ever copy surveys to Facebook Notes and share your answers? >> No.

What's the best thing about today? >> It’s partly sunny.

Do you ever read other people's survey answers? >> Usually I skim interesting-looking ones before I delete them when I’m taking the survey myself. Sometimes I’ll read thedarkeststarsurveys for the hell of it because I remember him from Xanga.

Do you like daytime or night time better? Why? >> I like both for different reasons. Since I like the Sun, I do like daytime, but I wouldn’t want it like... all the time, or anything. 

What's your highest level of education so far? >> High school graduate.

If you could have any job in the whole world, which would you like? >> No.

Describe your ordinary day >> I get up, I play video games, I look at tumblr, I go to bed.

Would you ever have a UV tattoo? >> I don’t know, I’m not yet convinced of their safety or longevity.

What is the brand and colour name of your favourite lipstick? >> ---

What do you like on your tortilla? >> Quesadillas?

How about inside your pitta bread? >> Hummus and falafel and fixins.

What do you like in your burger? >> I like the Red Robin veggie burger, they put a lot of good tasting stuff on those (without making it messy, which is very important to me).

How about on your pizza? >> Veggies and maybe pepperoni.

Would you ever take part in a games club? If so, what would be your ideal club?  >> I don’t know, maybe?

Would you be able to give a speech on your favourite subject right now? >> No.

Do you work better alone or in a group? >> I think I work better alone, but I’ve also never worked with a group on a thing that interested me, with people that I liked.

Are you more comfortable as a leader or a follower? >> I’m more comfortable doing my own thing my own way, and if someone wants to join me, that’s cool.

Do you prefer to take the road less travelled? If so, how do you do it? >> I don’t pay attention to how many footsteps have trod the road I’m on. That’s not important to me. What’s important to me is not falling into a trap or tumbling into a ravine or getting hit by a car or whatever.

Which one of your friends have you known the longest? For how long? >> Elle. Almost 10 years.

What is your favourite song right now at this very moment? >> I don’t know. I’ve been listening to Falling Snow by Agalloch a lot.

[itshaejinju]

I need to ask, how do you keep your creative flow going? For the life of me I cannot sit and write for hours. It has become exceedingly frustrating and I want to get my story out there but all my motivation flies out the door. I wanted to see if you could offer any advice since I look up to you! Thank you -Shy Chocobo 🐣

Aw, dear Shy Chocobo you touch my blackened sinnamon roll heart!

I have several things I do to be honest to keep the creative juices flowing and moving around, the old noggin.

I understand though the frustration! Like there are days when my brain, muse, hands and general self are like separate beings and not liking each other and I can’t do a fuckin’ thing. Motivation just go flying out the window along with all desire to do anything and everything and you stare at the notebook or screen and scroll on your Tumblr feed for hours on end.

I have a uber active imagination that helps but most writers do and those that don’t know how to utilize their imagination.

What I do is make sure that the area I’m writing at is stocked with all that I need, so snacks (ones that don’t get the keyboard, phone, tablet, notebook greasy, crumbly) water, a caffeine drink (I prefer ice coffee myself), all my writing items. I like to write on my phone, computer and notebook I have notes for everything everywhere. Like the Mafia Fic, I have stuff on my phone (like picture references), the plot for the story on the notebook and the chapters on computer. 

I cannot have the television going or talk to people (I can chat on tumblr chat, FB Messenger and be okay) as those distract me as I need solid focus on what I’m doing. So if someone is trying to talk to me while I’m writing I’ll end up writing what I’m hearing that person say so I have to stop and listen to them. And if the television is going most often if I can’t block out the show I’ll write down what the people are saying. All the sudden Gladiolus is saying lines from Dr. Owen Hunt on Grey’s Anatomy and things get weird in Insomnia. (Though Grey’s Anatomy crossover with FF15 sounds interesting) I glare daggers when I’m in a middle of a good section and someone goes to talk to me, I’m like LOOK I’M WRITING SHOO.

^ Literally me when interrupted.

Music is a HUGE influence on my writing, like it keeps me motivated and going. I can zone out with music in my ears and just let what happens happen. Say if I’m writing for a specfic character I have a special play list if I’m writing for a bunch of characters I use a medley or my standby music playlist. I am big on kpop so I use that a lot when I’m writing general stuff. Though if I’m writing something angsty I will use my other playlist with is full of, metal, grunge, rock, pop, emo, electronic and the likes. I do have a youtube playlist (private) that I use for each character if I’m feeling a bit out of touch with them. The songs to me doesn’t have to actually “mean” them as the example I used below has the song Sober by Tool and that isn’t something would associate with Iggy as he doesn’t drink booze and that’s the subject of the song (in a way) but it’s for his Ebony to me.

Like say for angsty Ignis writing I would listen to: (just a few songs he has a 50 song playlist)

Mrs. Jackson by Panic at the Disco, This Kid is Not Alright by Awolnation, Sober by Tool, Cold Water Symmetry by Fiction Plane and Crush U by CBX.

I also have a set list for smut writing songs that invoke “dirty” thoughts to me. Most of those are kpop songs as I like to sneak peaks at the pretty on the screen in between paragraphs.

I don’t always state it but a lot of fics have songs that go with them only a few that I’ve posted have songs incorporated into them. Like the “See Me, Feel Me” has the song Crush U in it, with the actual lyrics put into the song. That helps because the song just screamed Ignis to me and it made me feel for him even more. It gives you almost a script how the fic should go. Like helps a lot.

I tend to use headphones just so I don’t bother other housemates as that’s rude and well my taste in music is strange so I don’t want others to suffer. LOL But I also find that helps keep other noises away from distracting me. So I buy the noise cancelling ones so you need to be screaming at me to get my attention. (Or waving a naked Gladiolus my way)

I also don’t force myself to write if it doesn’t come it doesn’t. If I force the writing it doesn’t feel right to me and I don’t want others to read it. So if I come across a spot that is rough for me, like a wall that I just can’t get past I will step away write something else or stop for the day. When I go back to it I read it over again then I see what the problem was. It is often that it is because I wanted the characters to do the thing and they didn’t. I try my best to put myself in their shoes and do what they would in that situation. Not what I would do or what I want them to do. It can be hard and you can get stuck in a mindset of it and be like it’s fine then all the sudden you are like hmm something is wrong this plot feels weird. It’s because you forced someone to do something they shouldn’t. Correcting that can mean deleting a lot of shit and it can be depressing, DON’T get rid of it. Cut and paste it in another document and save it you might be able to revise it and use it elsewhere! Silver linings, eh.

Try to write from experiences you had too in situations as often as possible, if you think about it a lot of things you will be writing about you’ve experienced in some way. So you can draw from that memory to add to it, give it more feels and such and that is a easy thing to access. Also don’t be afraid to add a lot of detail to stuff, most stories don’t do that now but it is nice to see a lot of detail or even just random details to things. And just because everyone else writes a certain way or thing doesn’t mean you have to. Like I really don’t like writing ��s/o” for headcanons I rather take my time and write out significant other. To me it means that the writer is putting more care and effort into it so it makes me feel more connected to everything. I’ll use s/o for the header and occasionally I’ll use it in a headcanon but I tend to not be too happy with myself for doing it. (But that is just my personal opinion there as some people have told me that writing such things like s/o is more intimate. To me it means lazy and emotionally detached.)

WRITE WHENEVER THE MOOD STRIKES. Of course if you are driving please use a voice recorder so you don’t crash, okay. I adore ya, I don’t want you smashed on the guard rails. Don’t be like I’ll write this down when I get home you will forget, you will have a warped sense of the idea, you will get busy and not get it done. JUST DO IT.

Like even if it is “cliff notes” of it, short hand or whatever on a napkin from the restaurant you were at. Do it don’t let that golden nugget your muse tossed your way out the window because you were not at the computer or your notebook. Hell I’ve written ideas for stories and such on my arm. I’ve come home from work with both arms scribbled with notes and my family staring at me like I’m some weirdo. (I mean I am but more so than normal) Keep a notebook in your pocket, purse, download those writing apps on your phone, (Evernote is badass) or desperate writer mode and write on your body. I’ve woken up in the middle of the night to write out ideas that popped up in my head, if I say “oh I’ll do that shit in the morning” by morning I’ve forgotten completely or just remember enough to be like I had a idea about “blah” and be confused.

Also I find it helpful to talk to other writers, I know this part is kinda hard as that means jumping out there and talking to people (scary I know) about writing. Like talk about the characters, your ocs or just the process itself. I talk to a lot of people about their OCs and such. It really helps me a lot get a grip on what others think of the characters, like what people gush about on Noctis or Prompto you know? So you can see how others view the characters in a more personal setting than just reading the headcanons. It’s also nice feeling you know? Like I have a few people that I talk to about  their OCs and you get this personal peak into their lives in a way because OCs are small parts of you and that fuels me in a way as they are exposing a part of themselves to you. So say we are trying to develop their character a little I’ll toss things their way that I was say stuck at for writing and I’ll see what they do with it and I’ll be like oh that’s good. So that view helps me develop my own view of it. As we all interpret things differently and see things differently.

Last thing I can think about saying is taking breaks even if you aren’t leaving the writing area go take off the headphones, check your email, read something, jump in a discord chat, watch a few good youtube videos. Or get up walk around for a few minutes some fresh air or just pace around the house. Go check the mailbox, walk the pup or play Pokemon Go for a few minutes then come back. It is kinda refreshing your brain. You know?

Also don’t give up! Like even if it seems like all is lost try looking at something from a different side. Instead of this character’s POV do another!

Well I hope this helped any! I know a lot of this is probably just me rambling on a soap box! But when I get to talk about things I’m passionate about I tend to blather! Always feel free to drop a ask for anymore advice! Honestly a good read for all writers in my opinion!

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lowkey panicking bc my phone updated with a screen time management feature which is Great except my mom is more likely to find out about tumblr and discord if she decides to do a check and she can see how long I spend on them so I cant even pretend the apps are just there for no reason anyway have deleted both off my phone