#anyway i never know if in this case its rude to tag the fandoms? i like to keep as archive on my on tumblr if it is let me know and i remove

[brazilian-whalien52]

Let's play a game!

Think about the oldest BLs you have ever watched. They must have been released at least before 2020. Now name 5 to 10 iconic scenes that you can't forget

1. Sotus (2016) - Okay even if we do have problems with the use of wife today. This scene will never not be iconic. In fact, Every time Kongpob Opened his mouth in the first episodes of Sotus it was pure gold

2. Advance bravely (2017) - Is it a cliche scene? Yes. But I absolutely have him fighting and walking shirtless in the rain playing in my head 24h

3. History 3 Trapped (2019) - Shao fei trying to show off with a girl (but not being able to go further than hugging) and ending up just going absolute insane when Tang yi makes out with a men is definitely top BL scenes to me. Truly they don't make enemies like this anymore.

4. History 3 Make our days count (2019) - Absolutely insane that this kiss changed my brain chemistry but nobody talks about it anymore. Traumatized so many gays that learned to not make out in the couch unless you lock the door.

5. Puppy honey (2016) - maybe because this was my first Thai BL, but this Offgun scene always makes me go "oh". I am pretty found of it. Also the shower soap scene that feels like the start of a porn hahah

6. WaterBoys - this is not a positive scene. But lives rent free in my mind why a swimming club would choose to do a snow-white play instead of the little mermaid? It is 2024 and I still want to know.

7. Make it Right 2 (2017) - when he fell in love with the smell of the other fart? Is this a fever dream or truly happened? I can't trust myself anymore

8. Yuri on Ice (2016) - leaving dramas but I can't forget to mention this scenes

9. What the duck - Idk but I always remember the wedding proposal, maybe because it was the first queer one I saw where the guys were protagonists? The show is terrible thou, I do not recommend.

10. The lovers (2015) - I don't think I can ever forget the sense of humor on this show. Made me cringe so hard and can not be scrubbed off. They watching porn together was a crazy scene thou.

Honorable mentions to; love by chance, 2moons and tharntype. Also atots, theory of love, guardian and he is coming to me that do not feel old to me so didn't make the cut.

Anyway if you are not tagged and want to take part feel free.

Tagging: @absolutebl @sparklyeyedhimbo @shannankle @thepancakelady @wen-kexing-apologist @formayhem @heiscomingtomygrave

[marzzthehuman]

HELLO!☆

this is info about me+my blog!!! PLEASE READ BEFORE YOU FOLLOW!!!!!!!!1 (last updated october 24, 2024)

matching pfps with @/tex-now !!! hoorayyyy!!!!☆～（ゝ。∂） current favorite thing: INANIMATE INSANITYYYY!!! SORRY I’VE BEEN SO INACTIVE I’VE BEEN BUSY WITH SCHOOL 😔😔😔😔 meet the artist MIGHT be in progress!! yippyy!! hooray!! i also dont like how big this post is but illl work on ittt --- i’ve got a strawpage! it includes basically the same info as here but also more! and you can send me doodles and such! (i have just realized these are all things you can do on tumblr) (warning- it does contain moving images/gifs!) im aware the formatting is a little weird but i tried to make it neat :) id recommend you check it out!

I’m Marzz! (the amount of Z's does not matter!! it changes every time i type it. lately i’ve been using 2!)

i go by she/they pronouns! (AFAB) i am genderqueer and on the aro/ace spectrum!

I AM A MINOR!! (teenager)

DNI!! if you are: racist, homophobic/transphobic, an NSFW account, ableist, pedo, proship, Zionist, etc. also if you support Wilbur Soot or pusu please go away

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mutuals: please tell me if you want anything tagged and I will try my best to do so!! 🫶🫶🫶🫶 for me, please tag things like nsfw/nsft (not counting on it being a common occurrence, but just in case, because some things can fall into that category!), mentions of sh and similar, and child injury, thanks!

PLEASE refrain from saying things like "this isn't real" or "you're dreaming" because it makes me upset. thank you! :)

another thing is that if you are going to make a ���im gonna kms’ joke please use ‘/j’ or something so i know you are not serious, because saying this will get me very worried, even if i can sense you arent serious, (if i can pick up on the joke depends on how well i know you) please use a tone tag anyway!

please, please, please tag posts about suicide with ‘tw suicide’ or some variation of that please. id rather it not be mentioned around me, thanks! (if we are friends and you need to vent or something, please ask first/give me a warning. tagging it counts as a warning, im just saying if we were having a one-on-one convo)

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my asks are always open, so feel free to send me an ask!!!

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About me!!

I can be energetic and am a positive and optimistic person!!! Along with that, please remember I have bad days sometimes, too!!

I love getting to know people and learning fun facts about them while also sharing fun facts about myself!!

the fandoms i am most active in are: Project Sekai. that's about it. i also like other things too! I also really like Lemon Demon, Doctor Who, and The Muppets (as in any Jim Henson production)!! (I am also into TBHK, Scott Pilgrim, Lucky Star, and Warrior Cats, though I wouldnt consider myself in the fandom) i am also into musical theatere and my favorite musical is Cats!

Trust me I know how to spell it's just keyboards are hard. yk what. words are hard.

i tend to use emoticons/kaomojis/emojis a lot!! i feel like they are helpful to getting my feeling across because online you can’t read tone or facial expressions!! (ó﹏ò｡) i also use hyperboles much more than i should, but they should be easy to spot!

guys guess. guess who my favorite pjsk character is. its the hardest thing to guess guys.

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I write fanfiction sometimes!! You can find me on Ao3 as MarzzzzTheHuman !!

yap posts will (hopefully) be tagged with: #marzzz's yappy yap yaps ! yap posts will include either me talking about pjsk, some sort of rant, or just sharing random things. (probably most things will be tagged with this. I'm bored and have a lot of thoughts.)

just random text posts or other stuff (just random stuff basically) will be tagged with #marmalade is here

art from after july 14 2024 SHOULD be tagged with #MARZZ ART YAAAYYY ! !

'marzz, how can I talk to you?' tags of posts, (I love seeing the little messages in tags!!) asks, or DM!! I love talking to people!! 'can I call you a nickname?' Mutuals, yes!! but please run it by me first! >.< (‘marzzy’ is already a nickname given to me by a beloved friend so i’d prefer if only they call me it, thanks!) 'can I use your art?' Yes, but please ask first! I will allow my art to be used as pfps or banners (with credit) and for personal use like wallpapers. DO NOT repost my art on other sites, don't steal, and don't feed it to AI, please!

I'm just here to have fun, honestly! I mainly post art and reblog things but when i have access to my computer for an extended period of time i just say random things. If I want to. :D

this post should update somewhat regularly, but who knows!!! (I am aware this post needs serious reformatting.. and its currently under construction. kind of. I miiigghhtt make a 'meet the artist' thing but who knows lmao)

[byierficrecs]

when u go through submissions, do you read them before you make the graphics, post it etc? bc obviously some of these fics tend to be longer so do you have a backlog of fics you get through eventually and shorter fics to read/post if you havent finished any other ones? or do u post the ones with the most recs? is a combination of both where if a fic has more recommendations you dont read it vs if just one submission mentions it you read it? it im just curious as to how that works especially because you’ve mentioned that the graphics can take quite a while, which is pretty evident on account of how nice they look btw, so i was wondering how the reading side of that looked like !! (sorry in advance if i come across as rude or anything of the sorts in my ask, it genuinely wasnt my intention as i was just curious)

hello! anything under 40k i read in its entirety, anything over that (chaptered fics) i try to read a handful of chapters,,, maybe 10-15k to get a good idea of the vibe. it's also important to me because the submissions (and authors in ao3) sometimes omit relevant tags and it hasn't happened, but i'm scared i might at some point share something with some heavy warning that was not mentioned anywhere :S

(i've been in various fandoms and read a lot of fics,,, the amount of times i've read something with mcd that is not tagged or mentioned is unfortunately in the double digits ;-;)

in regards to the order in which i read the stories, it's the order in which they are posted! i try my best to do the submissions in the order in which they arrive, but i do switch things around depending on length (i try not to group long fics), author repetition and trope. for instance, domestic fluff tends to end up with pastel graphics and it'd be a bit much to post five thingies that look very similar in a row; so, i put other stuff in between.

sometimes, when i'm too tired or overwhelmed and don't want to read (it happens), i switch long stories for short ones on the go.

i've never just "trusted that a story is good", sort to speak. there are some authors i love so i know their stuff is good without reading it, but they also deserve to have their work read and i do still need to get the vibe right. fics that are shared more than once are rare (i think it's only happened 4 times in total), but i promise that is not a factor in how i organise or approach the stories.

(besides, if that were the case and i admitted it, then people would start spam-submitting the story so i'll hurry with the graphic and that would just make me sad and anxious)

i hope this answers your questions? i confess, i just woke up so this might not make that much sense x.x anyway, please don't worry about your tone, you didn't come across as rude whatsoever~ happy holidays!

[c0rpseductor]

this is nothing bad its just me being a little bitchy? rude i guess? idk. im not trying to say anything bad about anyone im just trying to sort through some complicated feelings that have very little to do with this person and are not super charitable

anyway on my selfship account i am following someone who likes the moon knight guy(s) as, like, friends or something im not sure. recently a lot of people have been talking about episode 5 and they were like, upset about that episode and were just vaguely like “fuck you marvel for ep5″ so i decided to look up what exactly happened in it, and like

im not sure which part was most upsetting for them, but in regards to the abuse, i very much kind of felt like...”well, it’s a television show about someone with DID; the fact this character was horribly abused as a child ought to have been obvious from the jump.” 

which i get is kind of cruel of me, bc it’s still got to be a bummer for people who are attached to the character(s), and obviously watching it on tv instead of reading it as a recap it’s probably kind of upsetting and could activate PTSD symptoms if youve been treated that way. i also realize in some ways i’m very sensitive about child abuse but in others i’m incredibly desensitized, so my emotional perspective is usually not normal. but i really kind of feel like, why be mad? that’s obviously going to have been the case.

i guess given the context of everything they mightve been upset about steven (?) dying (??) but not marc (???) which. is more comprehensible to me. i don’t know why that was a writing choice though. it’s so utterly bizarre, especially for a show that otherwise seems fairly concerned with accuracy. but i would get being upset by that. actually i bet that’s why they were upset and not the fact that he was abused as a child. that’s just a given. i just never know sometimes, like i feel sometimes like people react with a lot more shock and surprise to child abuse than i’m used to bc as fucked up as it is i just like...idk it does upset me but usually it doesn’t shock me unless it’s really really far beyond egregious. like they said in the recap he was beaten by his mother and i just was like ok. (but i guess thats normal bc he’s not real and that’s barely anything to go on.)

i feel like kind of a jerk about being a little confused and conflicted about this and their love of the show. there’s a part of me that feels like having a big emotional reaction like shock to something like this or to my own abuse is, like, “soft” or otherwise kind of weak and embarrassing, but part of me feels kind of like, uncomfortably vulnerable at like, wondering what this acquaintance might think of me based on this tv show. i feel intensely uncomfortable when people express really effusive sympathy or like shock and horror when i relate any part of my abuse, which is more like gross and socially unacceptable to talk about, so it kind of concerns me even if i’ll never tell this person, like just hoping they wouldn’t also react to me with shock and horror.

once again, probably a moot point bc it makes WAY more sense to me to be upset a fictional character died than to be upset they were abused as a child, but with how popular moon knight is right now i feel kind of like nervous about the increased attention on DID. i don’t have an issue with the show or think it’s bad but the last thing i want is to feel like my life is somehow indirectly being exposed to marvel fans, and the fandomization of DID kind of terrifies me (i’ve seen people posting fanfic for “DID AUs” in the DID tag who don’t even have it, which made me so sick i had to go take a shower). i know the answer is to just ignore the show and not go digging around in the tags when there’s usually nothing of value to begin with but like. it’s rough out there lol

[gzltheduck]

Anti-Culture

So, anti-culture.

Dude, this shit is so toxic. I would lie if I told you that I never followed/agreed with anti-tags/antis (though I never actively participated).

It took me a while to notice what utter bullshit this whole thing is.

I mean its perfectly fine to not like certain characters/ships/shows, and it's also completely fine to be controversial, to question certain things or simply to not like a ship/character. People have different tastes and different opinions, and that's cool.

But hating not only on characters but also on real people just for the sake of hating and generally being anti-everything?

That's just plain toxic, especially when people are cross-tagging anti-fanfics/anti-fanart, KNOWING that it will be seen by their targets (here: the fans who actually enjoy the character/ship/whatever) or making insta pages like "shit xy-fans say" or writing hateful comments and/or fucking death threats.

The biggest irony is that most of these people seem to be driven by some sort of twisted righteousness, where they feel like they sit on the Mount Everest of the moral high ground. Its hilarious, really. How they claim to be morally right a là "how can you like [insert character]/how can you ship [insert ship]??? They are awful and you are such a bad person for liking this, ewww, that's sooo disgusting" (I think you get the idea)

They throw around words like "toxic" and "unhealthy", sometimes in a condescending other times in a hateful tone, and don't even realise their own toxicity. Makes me a bit sad, tbh.

These people are literally looking for conflict and are actively trying to stir things up, and I cannot, for the life of me, comprehend why.

Actually, maybe I can. It feels to me like they are so bitter and so sad and angry that they have no idea what to do, other than to lash out, and upset people who actually enjoy things.

I totally get that people want to have a space where they can be with like-minded, whether it's about things they like or things they dislike. And sure, you can have your space where you can exchange opinions/feelings with people who feel the same way (in this case: disliking certain ships/characters/shows).

However that doesn't mean that you get to be mean, rude, disrespectful, condescending and downright hateful and toxic to real people (on a side note: to feel this much hate/dislike towards a fictional character/ship is also a bit questionable in my opinion, but whatever).

But that's the thing, right there. Surrounded by like-minded people gets boring, after a while. I mean everybody mostly agrees with your feelings and opinions.

But instead of discussing the different nuances of the slightly differing opinions within their group, or even with people who have a more neutral/ambiguous stance, antis lash out and invade the space of people who enjoy/love the things they dislike or even hate. It's like they cannot dislike in peace until they have either converted everyone to their side or pushed people out of their fandoms. It's the principle of "if I'm not happy with this, then nobody can" which is... problematic.

And it really, really needs to stop.

I guess, I just wanted to blurt out my feelings about this whole topic, so this might be a bit sloppy (considering its 3am when I'm writing this, it most certainly is). Anyways, to the three people who read this far, enjoy your day/night, don't let antis get to you and stay safe and healthy! :)

[circuscarnage]

It’s that time of the year again. That’s right ladies and gents, it’s my birthday. And it seems like Anna is spending it with some special guests. But what's this? The same birthday curse had made it’s return and has turned all the guests tiny. At least we have many teacups to keep them safe.

But in all honestly, I’m glad to be spending my birthday in the twst fandom again. Sure, we’ve had our ups and downs, but that doesn’t stop it from feeling like a family to me. So, to old friends and friends to come, I thank you for being here with me again. Please have a fantastic day. 

As a thank you I’ve done another spot you oc game! I won’t tag anyone because it’s a surprise. But there are 27 cups total. I’ll put the oc names in the tags. I’ve also added a birthday story under the cut just for the fun of it, read if you like:

Chapter 1:

Yuu: Happy Birthday!

Anna: Ah! Thank you, Yuu. It’s always a nice surprise to see you around.

Yuu: How is your birthday?

Anna: It’s going great!... Up until the part where everyone turned tiny... We were having a wonderful tea party when all of a sudden POOF! I thought everyone disappeared at first, but then I noticed these little critters running around. Everyone hadn’t vanished, they were just small. This is the second time that this has happened! And on my birthday as well. That can’t be just a coincidence. Ace says I’m cursed or something.

Yuu: Sounds troublesome.

Anna: The same thing happened last year, but this time I have so many more guests. I’m gonna run out of teacups at this rate... It seems to wear off once the party is over so I’m not that concerned. Ah! Yuu! You should be careful! What of you turn tiny as well?!?

Yuu: I think I’ll be fine.

Anna: Okay, if you say so. But take another step back, just in case, okay? I think I just might be cursed.

Yuu: Are you having fun?

Anna: Well, it’s very strange not being able to see my family this year. This will be my first birthday where I don’t see them. I can’t help but feel a little isolated, you know? Is it wrong to feel this way?

Yuu: I don’t think so.

Anna: Yeah, I guess you’re right. Even though I won’t be able to see them, I can still celebrate with them in spirit. Thank you for being here, Yuu. I really appreciate it.

chapter 2:

Yuu: Are you happy to have a birthday so close to Halloween?

Anna: Yes! I’ve loved Halloween ever since I was a little child. I have found memories of making my own costumes and celebrating at Halloween parties. But I’ve never celebrated it like this before! Halloween was kind of toned down where I lived, I don’t think many peopled cared about it. BUT HERE. Oh boy. There’s so much to do and see. Halloween at Night Raven is the best!

Yuu: So you’re enjoying Halloween week?

Anna: Extremely! You’ve seen everyone dressed up, right? They look fantastic! I’ve already taken so many pictures with everyone. Which venue do you think is the best, Yuu? I can’t decide, I like them all. They are all so unique, and the costumes? Stunning. Although, if I had to complain about something... It would be the amount of people...

Yuu: You don’t like large crowds?

Anna: Not really no. I mean, I glad Night Raven is getting a lot of exposure, but it’s also stressing me out how many people there are. Its getting a little difficult to navigate between campus during classes. I even had to hide in a broom closet at one point! Are you doing okay though? I’ve seen how people have swarmed Ramshackle to get a picture of the ghosts. I don’t think I could handle that.  

Yuu: I can handle it.

Anna: That’s good to hear. Honestly some people need to learn how to respect personal space. I can’t stand people who put themselves where they don’t belong.

Yuu: What do you mean by that?

Anna: Don’t worry about that, I’ll keep an eye out.

Chapter 3:

Yuu: Do you sometimes miss home?

Anna: That’s an... awfully morbid question to ask on a birthday, don’t you think? I mean, yeah, sometimes. I was transported into another world. That’s not something you can adjust to so easily. It was really difficult at the start. I couldn’t sleep properly at night.

Yuu: Did you sleep bad because you wanted to go home?

Anna: Quite the opposite, actually. I was afraid that if I closed my eyes, I would wake up and I would be back at home. As if this entire world was nothing but a wonderful dream. Is it bad that I like this world better then my own? Ah! Look at me rambling on. I’m so selfish. That doesn’t matter. It’s suppose to be a day of fun! Let’s stop this dreary talk.

Yuu: If you ever feel down you can tell me, I’m always here to listen.

Anna: A-anyway, I should be getting back to the tea party. Keep on eye on the guests. It’s so very rude of me to leave them like that. I’ll have to go back. You should come with me, Yuu! Come on! There's a slice of cake with your name on it~.

[feckin-zicons]

that's why i hate larries, i hate them with all my heart. besides being boring they are hypocrites 🙄

Hey nonnie, sorry its taken me so long to reply but if you’re following me you know I’ve been travelling lately and have been more scatterbrained than usual. Not that I’m ever not scatterbrained, but its been just a little crazier than usual!

Now I wouldn’t go as far to say I hate Larries. After all their delusions can be pretty funny sometimes!

Joking aside, I don’t hate Larries, I love Larries, I’m a Larry, so I really hesitate to tarry the whole group with the same brush. However I do strongly agree with you that there are those who are complete hypocrites. Nothing annoys more more than when Larries ™ treat the other boys, other celebrities, their friends and even family as one more side character to the Larry Show.

In particular when Larries ™ flood comment sections asking or in some cases, ordering people to confirm rumors/the couple being together. The absolute fucking disrespect. Not just because they’re flooding comment sections in videos streams, tweets, what have you, that sometimes have nothing to do with the couple in question, but because its presumptuous and rude as fuck to think they’re owed a coming out- just because they’re fans of the boys.

Stop it. Thats fucking ugly as hell.

While I have no doubt all the boys will one day be out (as referenced by their continued efforts in fighting the closet. I don’t get the sense the boys will just stop at being freed from their contractual obligations). It should and will be on their own terms. Provided they’re not forcibly outed some other way.

Coming out is a deeply personal experience and no one, no one ever, has the right to out someone else. I’ll never not be absolutely furious at the Larries ™ who posted about having ‘receipts’ that would out the boys. Which… tbh weren’t receipts at all but thats a whole other story. I’m also still angry at the reactions after Liams Attitude spread that wouldn’t have been as bad if not for the entitled fandom that peddled ridiculous claims beforehand about Liam confirming Larry to be real.

I mean… What the actual fuck. Setting aside the fandom experience of the time, and boy was it an experience. What right would Liam have confirming Louis and Harry’s relationship? I mean, get some perspective? It doesn’t help that a lot of fandom adults were the ones coming up with, and reblogging those theories and the younger fans ate it up. It would have made more sense for Louis and Harry to do it but idk maybe I’m still out of touch for thinking so. I mean, it felt like every other week someone was talking about Larry coming out. It was such a shit storm oh my god.

Biggest issue I still have with them is that the entitled behaviour hasn’t stopped. For some it seems like, Larry coming out is it for them. Like pack it up, goodbye, shows over, Louis and Harry are gay and in a relationship and everything is rainbows, we get to see cute pictures of them and everyone lives happily ever after.

Yeah, no. Coming out, for anyone, is just the beginning, can’t even begin to imagine what its like for them. They’re still going to need everyones support, and it irritates me that for some fans it seems so fucking conditional.

Time and time again, I’ve seen tweets, and posts, and videos, whatever, going on about Larry coming out and it reads like a fucking wattpad story. Not just that but its always on the assumption by the poster, on the off chance they consider the other 3/5ths of the band and Ziam being a possibility, that Larry will come out first?

What?

I’m sorry but, what?

Everything I’ve seen from the boys tells me they’re all in this together, they support each other and are working through the bullshit as a team. We have all seen the No Judgement music video yes? The merch, posts, double speak etc referencing each other, yes?

I mean, I suppose if you only look at Louis and Harry, like so many do, sure. Only Larry matters, everyone else is a side character in their life.

(Lemme just, scream for a second).

However, that kind of thinking leads them to the wrong conclusions. Like… assuming the SBB/RBB countdown was attributed to nothing, when it counted down to Liam finally being free of Sophia. In the years since, I’ve seen Larries ™ backtrack on claiming the bears had anything to do with the boys, that they weren’t behind it at all, or that they were just trolling the fandom.

You know, despite all the proof otherwise, and some really, really good posts breaking down clues about what the boys were trying to tell us. The moment something might not actually be about Louis and Harry its like all their thinking shuts off. Its frustrating. Really fucking frustrating.

Seriously, fans of the other boys as individulas, not just Ziams, have been talking about the stunts too and how they fit together. Its why we tend to be right, because we’re considering the entire group. They’re still a group. They’re not free until all of them are free.

Just for that Nialls coming out first. Lmao. I’ll call it now. Lets go Niall, whens the baby coming. We all wanna know. Its been years.

Imagine, imagine! Acting like coming out is some race to be won. The fucking audacity.

Go outside and touch fucking grass you absoulte ninny.

I get it, you want to be vindicated, you want to be rewarded for putting your faith in two celebrities being together.

Newsflash you dandelionfluff, its not a race, Louis and Harry coming out isn’t a fucking prize. Thats not what supporting a relationship looks like.

Its worse when someone admits they don’t know much about Ziam or the possibility of Niall being LGBT+, and claim they’re open to it, but then immediately tweet or reblog or sub tweet or tag comment a post or answer an ask from another Larry ™ talking about how Larries ™ are the most marginalized and persecuted group.

???

In what fucking world?

IN WHAT FUCKING WORLD?

If we wanna play that game, boohoo, the media claims Louis and Harry aren’t friends anymore because of crazy shippers. Meanwhile Zayn publicly isn’t friend with anyone and “left” the band… despite the Ziam fandom calling the stunt about either Louis or Zayn “leaving” and getting it down to the exact week (the second article coming out a week before about the Ziam kiss pretty much cemented it for Zayn leaving. Which did a lot to fan the flames of the already rabid fanbase when Ziam got two articles confirming a Ziam kiss over the years and Larry got nada. Like that actually means anything).

Not to mention Larries ™ using the hetties and management tactics against the other parts of the fandom to silence them.

Who cares what the media says anyway!  TPTB, 1DHQ, The Sun, The Mirror, Simon and his minions and their unpaid interns have used the media to split the fandom apart and it worked.

Who the fuck cares if the media calls the 1D stans delusional, you know the truth! The truth it out there and you’ve seen it! The truth is coming! Who gives a damn about what some two bit “journo” who failed out of their creative writing course writes? They get worse by the year. If it wasn’t so pathetic and hilarious I might actually feel embarrassed for them. They can’t even come up with new stories and have just taken to copying old articles, but you’re upset with them??? Give it a rest. Honestly.

The sense of disconnect, entitlement and victimhood of some Larries ™ is absolutely ridiculous.

Oh my god they’re Karens. I’m not trying to be insulting, but thats exactly who they remind me of.

I’m not going to say its a surprise to me that so many in the Ziam fandom are POC, LGBT+, and Neurodivergent and any combination of those, but I am going to say I’ve read a lot of Larry fics that just have Het sex made gay. Those in the Ziam fandom just tend to look at facts in a different way than Larries do due to their life experiences. A interfaith, interracial, relationship where one or both partners fall under the Bi umbrella (not saying Louis or Harry can’t be or aren’t Bi+ but rumors, and the way the fandom markets them, puts them firmly in the gay category) looks very, very different than gay or straight relationship. Both looking from outside and being in one. There’s just different dynamics at play that aren’t often realized or understood by the gays and hets.

Its not a bad thing. All relationships are different. The issue is that theres a lot of biphobia/racism/religious prejudice etc that arises from people being unwilling to understand the inherent differences.

Taking myself for example, I’m bi, like, bi as hell, and I don’t understand how gays and hets only like one gender. I just don’t. Can’t wrap my head around it. If someone asks me to choose one gender over the others to prefer I can’t. Its so stressful. My brain goes into panic mode and it feels like I’m being torn apart. My sense of identity is shaken- its a shit feeling. I just can’t lie to myself like that. If other people feel the same well, its no wonder bi+ have such high rates of depression and suicide. Its not about choosing who to like, there is no choice, I just feel attraction to everyone. Aces, I get. Its similar to being the opposite of what I feel, or not feeling an attraction to someone I’m not interested in. Easy. Gays and hets? I’m completely lost on.

Completely, and I know I’m not the only one who feels that way. But that doesn’t mean I’m not willing to try and understand where they’re coming from. Its alien to me, personally, but I’m not going to shut down the fact, that theres a fuck ton of people who only like one gender or try and make up reasons as to why they’re actually bi+

I digress, none of the boys fall neatly into the gay stereotypes, its just that parts of the Larry fandom have boxed Louis and Harry into certain roles to fit preconceived notions (likely do to them initially fitting in better with the white, sassy, somewhat effeminate twink thats been plastered all over Hollywood as their “LGBT+ representation” for years. Gag), they can understand better, and only look for proof to back up their theories but don’t look at things objectively.

They really need to get out more and make some LGBT+ friends that aren’t on the internet and talk to some gay elders. They need educating that’s not the often sanitized and insulting Hollywood version, that’s all I’m saying.

They made Louis and Harry more palatable for themselves and its… really gross.

I don’t know, I don’t get it.

Some Larries ™ turned the boys into their fandom and fanfiction stereotypes when they’re so much more than that. The Sony leaks should have been enough to dissuade the fandom, and prove that the brand sold to the broader audience is just that- a brand, and yet… Niall only talks about food and golf and Ireland and is only allowed to be straight or ace. If he exists at all its just to be Capt Niall. Liams slow and dumb and depending on the day he’s either Capt Liam or a horrific abusive homophobe. Zayns just The Worst, a unstable drug addict, and the boys hate each other, and they should have kicked him out of the band sooner because he never wanted to be part of them anyway, etc.

It drives me absolutely around the bend some days. They’re real people who don’t owe anyone anything, especially not coming out.

Yes, I think they will. But they’re not obligated to. They can change their minds, I’ll support them regardless of an “official” coming out or not.

Look, a part of me gets it. They wanna be right, they wanna prove the haters wrong, they want to be able to say I called it all along! The vindication will be sweet.

But like, it takes a quick look at someone other than Louis and Harry to realize theres something hinky going on with Liam, Zayn and Niall. Please listen to their fans who have spent just as much time as you have looking into Louis and Harry compiling together evidence.

It might take a weekend to watch the ILYSM and pterodactyl bros videos and a few more hours looking into some Niall blogs, which isn’t much compared to the hours I know they’ve spent looking into Larry. At least then they’ll have enough information to form an opinion on things.

I wonder, for some, what would happen if Larry didn’t come out, or didn’t come out first, or one of the other boys was outed against their will. Because… I don’t know. It seems like some would rather just be proven right at this point.

I get it. We’re tired. Its been eleven long years. But this isn’t a television show were everything can come to a head with a s3 or s4 cliff hanger and fixed in the series finale. Its real life, and they started off as boys trusting industry veterans who never had their best interests at heart.

Iduno. I just want some Larries ™ to take a step out of the echo chamber, realize life isn’t The Larry Show & co. And especially. ESPECIALLY, that every instance were someone, friends, family, co-works, industry peeps etc support the boys they are SUPPORTING THE BOYS, NOT THE FANDOM. They are not “confirming Larry for the fans” they’re doing it to support the couple, not to cater to the fandom. Please stop confusing the two. There’s a huge fucking difference. Learn it.

[oddlyhale]

As much as I begin to see the horrors of RWBY fndm and how crazed BB fans can be, there'll probably be no comparison to the psychotics I had to deal with in the HH fndm.

While I can totally find myself being tolerant with all RWBY ships, there's something territorial when it comes to HH ships. It's a different beast on its own, especially with the popular artists that can and will control their fanbase.

Boy do I have a tale of 2020 that had me deal with the mental gymnastics these wild shippers put me through. The sheer hypocrisy, the fear fans had of standing up to them, the collective harassment.

In a synopsis, before we start:

Hi, my name is Hale.

Alfa and Alex are probably the most psychotic people I’ve ever met when it comes to my online daily life. I used to think my ex-friends were the bane of my existence, but Alfa and Alex started making me think just how angelic my exes were in comparison.

So let’s begin.

When I first met the Double AAs, it was Alex first (awhile back in late-June 2020 during Vaggie Week) but it was indirect. I was on my Instagram when I was tagged by a random user in something Alex had drawn. This was when I first saw the kill art of Vaggie. I was so upset that I had yelled at this random user for tagging me, as well as showing it via screencap on my twitter, as a warning to never do this to me to my followers. Keep in mind, I had censored Alex’s name from the screencap, not the random user.

However, Alex saw this somehow and became hysterical, thinking I was targeting him for what he drew. This caused an uproar of his fans to come attack me, and it did cause me to become scared and get away from my account. Alfa decided to insert herself into the mix, but I didn’t care enough for her to say anything. It was mostly Alex and how much he was “scared” and cried about the “fandom being so hateful and scary.” He went private for a while I believe, but Alfa was still going hard at me and sending more of her fans to come harass me.

If Alex ever says he is a strong and brave man, don’t believe him. He fears the HH fandom.

Anyhow, after Alfa’s fans had done their best to gaslight me, I didn’t give in. In fact, I made amends with the random user that tagged me. Somehow they assumed I would like the art of Vaggie being killed, which was childish to even believe in. Nonetheless, I forgave them, and we moved on from there.

But even when we both resolved this together, Alfa and Alex decided that it would be fun to make this “kill Vaggie art” a meme, or trend. With their huge followings combined, they were able to get their artist fans to join in and start creating so much hate art of Vaggie. Many of them drew her head being cut off, mutilated, raped and cheated on.

Alfa and Alex adore gaslighting the hell out of people. While they draw such hideous things, they will go ahead and say, “but it’s just fiction, it’s not real,” and call you psychotic for even caring so much about their bad behaviour. I can only imagine what Alfa’s husband goes through everyday since Alfa loves to make people second-guess themselves often.

Keep in mind, Alfa and Alex are the same people who will cry and shake when their fictional ship is invalidated and written out. They often wish nothing good for Viv and her team that are providing these ungrateful children with the show and content they so badly want. It shows you just how privileged they had grown up as children, doesn’t it?

This wasn’t fun, it was horrible. I didn’t realize just how many toxic people existed in the HH fandom until this “trend” began to spread.

But the funny thing that I'll never forget is how apeshit Alfa went when I had the audacity to draw Alastor plus sized. She accused me of being a pedophile, supporting MAPs. Even though she leans towards being pro-ship (likes incest, OK with lolicon, will condone drawing necophilia.) But me? Having the sheer audacity of drawing Alastor fat? It burned her so bad.

As well, this was being pushed on the VAs during a small livestream. The chat wouldn’t stop asking, “what do you think of the Vaggie kill art going around?” Of course the VAs ignored these questions, but it was really rude to even ask these things. Especially when Vaggie’s VA was in the same livestream.

But then this trend was proven to be a lie, by Alex’s own words. He dropped the ball in a one-off conversation with an anti that “he only created this to get back at the Chaggie shippers.” So retroactively, this trend was worthless.

What also began to start becoming obvious was that Alfa was too afraid to do anything on her own, and thus, she will recruit some darlings to defend her. Alfa seems to have more defenders than she has any confidence to defend herself, and when she has no choice but to stand up for herself, she will buckle and hide. She is weak, is what I had learnt.

I decided to just ignore Alex and Alfa as much as I could. With a friend though, I was given updates of what was happening on the Double AAs’ side in the meantime, and it’s amazing to see just how vile they can be with their own fans and haters. Especially with their new puppy named Salty. (I think that’s their name, another weak ass bitch.)

As months went by, the major event that stirred from the AA camp was when they were harassing Pastel Sky. This would be where the big reveal of just how horrible the AAs and their friends truly are, when they have nobody to harass except for kids. HH has a wide audience of children involved in this fandom, hence why many other artists keep saying we should try to be good examples for them, and keep them safe. But not for the AAs.

Pastel was ruthlessly attacked by them and it was all unwarranted. What they were angry about was that Pastel had the nerve to have negative opinions when it came to AAs, and they broke their own rule of “don’t like then block.” Even Galactic Potatoes (Spuds) would go out of their way, again, to gaslight Pastel into believing that what attacks she received on Twitter was allowed, because Pastel was asking for it. Spuds is well-known to gaslight, a thing they had learnt from the AAs quite often.

Pastel was a minor at the time, and it really doesn’t matter if Pastel was just 17. I don’t care if Pastel was only 17 and that “well she’s almost 18,” because regardless of age, harassment is not the answer. Follow by that, fighting with minors is actually fucking stupid and braindead. Spuds tried very hard to justify why attacks were OK, and that Pastel “should learn” how to grow up. I then learnt that Spuds went into hiding afterwards.

That was until the Double AAs’ discord chats were exposed, showing that they were practically mouth-watering at Pastel’s pain, romanticizing her apparent abuse and trying to convince each other how her punishment on Twitter was correct. Even one (I believe was Jay because he loves me and wants me back) wished that I would die. This would be the third time he asked me to die indirectly, which justifies my points on how toxic and abusive they are.

This entire event seemed to have unraveled a new wave of truths, and it’s sad to know it had to take a literal minor to have their masks fall off.

In 2021, Alex was exposed to be a thief. Stealing commission money for “stress pills.” If Alex is on a path of drug addiction, I hope it’s not the case. That’s a terrible place to be, and hopefully he’ll be clean and grow up for once. I still don’t care enough about Alfa, after now knowing all she is, is just a dramatic housewife with nothing better to do in her life. Perhaps if they just got jobs instead of stealing money from fans, they’d be leading well-productive lives.

From what I understand, many of the toxic fans of the Double AAs have either dropped HH fandom, or have deleted their accounts. Good, I hope they stay gone. The fandom deserves better, not trash.

Needless to say, the best advice I can give to those in the HH fandom that come facing the Double AAs is to not be afraid of them.

Over time, once you get used to their behaviour, you come to realize that this is their default. They’re not likable, they’re not nice, and they aren’t appreciative of one singular thing you do for them (hence Alex stealing from his own fans.)

It’s their M.O., they are just that cruel. So don’t fear them, but challenge their behaviour. Don’t stoop to their level of wanting to draw hateful art, though, that will fuel them. Talking down to them like their idiots always works like a charm.

Anyways, thanks for reading.

If anybody from the Double AAs’ camp ever finds this and reads it, I just wanna say that you are doing a great job, sweety. Thanks for proving me right by the new year. I appreciate the honesty for once. It only took you a year, just think of what other things you’ll do in the next year.

[lunaflower]

"no one is saying liking c!dream makes u a bad person or an irl abuse apologist" but. people literally do that ?? every single day ??? word for word there is so many posts here and on twitter saying we are irl abuse apologists, its fucking exhausting. just yesterday there was a post literally wishing us all to die like ?? just bc u haven't seen it doesn't mean it's not there or that we are making things up. critisize all u want but at least get your facts right im begging

Anon first of all I have no clue how you came across that post since I didn't main tag it, it was a vent and a tags post and I tagged "c!dream critical" and other variations precisely because I didn't want to upset anyone. Second of all, like 95% of the people I follow are c!dream critical and I have never read a post they wrote genuinely saying that to c!dream apologists. If you do see those things written, which I'm not doubting you do, I'm very inclined to believe they're a small minority in this fandom. There's been several occasions, however, where I have seen c!dream apologists complain to said people I follow that they ARE calling them abuse apologists when that has not been case. Not to mention being incredibly rude and calling them really nasty names. Even after those people explain to them that is not at all what they are trying to say. All we ask is that you be careful with the type of language you use in your posts, as that often makes people uncomfortable (I'm saying this in general, not to you in particular of course as I don't even know who you are).

Anyway I'm not quite sure what the point of this ask was and again no idea how you came across the post in the first place, but in case you haven't done it yet I'd advise blocking the c!dream critical tag, I assure you it will greatly improve your experience in fandom spaces /gen /nm

[seijorhi]

asks

alright i’m compiling these because today was a lot 

i dont think there was even any negative stereotizing of black men bc all of the men in your fics do dark things??? pls ppl be looking for crumbs to hate 😭😭😭

i mean that’s kind of my view. if you’re writing like mainstream fics and characterising aran (and aran alone) as somebody who’s aggressive and rapey and all of that, absolutely, that’s a real red flag, but everybody is equally as awful in my fics. i don’t do fluff or any kind of safe, sane and consensual so??

 Who is aran? And what fandom?

aran is from haikyuu, he’s an outside hitter for inarizaki :)

Please bb write that Aran fic! That man is sexy af and there is not enough content out there for daddy Aran! Please! I’ll give you my whole heart if you write it out of spite!

haha i’m honestly tempted 👀

Lol maybe the aran anon sent to the apology to the wrong creator 😂 

I don’t think it’s nice to tell people to delete their fics cause that uncomfortable. Also it’s not your only JUST writing Aran fics 😂

yeah idk the ask felt very half cocked but it’s whatever

I’m sorry there are people being mean to u :( is there anything I can do to help? Is there a way for you to blog that aran anon?

it’s okay, i’m not really bothered by it – mostly because it doesn’t actually apply to me but anyway lol

Anon, if you don’t like dark content then use the content AND tag filter to block it. I don’t think you understand how both HATEFUL and RUDE it is to demand a writer to delete their fic. If you really dislike their content, then block it. Every single writer does not exist to cater to YOUR preferences. Sorry you’re getting this rude and ridiculous anon Rhi! Thank you so much for writing amazing pieces 💕

it’s all good, bby, but i do agree. tumblr has a blocking system, people should use. also i would never delete a fic just because somebody came to complain to me about it

What’s a moot? Sorry i should know this

a mutual - somebody who you follow and who follows you back :))

Did anon think you were just writing yandere fics for Aran or smth👀 Did they ignore the entire masterlist full of other characters

i don’t think they bothered to think about it, just went straight to jumping down my throat after making an assumption over blindsided

To Aran Anon, don’t you think intentionally excluding the black characters of haikyuu in fanfic writing is inherently ✨ r a c i s t ✨?

I think anon needs a pair of glasses, cause I don’t think they see the bigger picture of this issue.

i understand where they’re coming from i just think that their viewpoint (at least in this case) kinda doesn’t make sense, but hey, they’re entitled to feel how they feel, i’m more irritated that they came up and asked me to delete a fic over it

first time sending something in but i gotta bc wtf is that aran anon on?? like i get that it can be seen as demonizing black men but does anon not know that literally almost every other character is asian lmao dont pick and choose which group of poc can or cant be in dc fics its all in good fun and horniness at the end of the day ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ also i love you youre one of the few haikyuu dc creators thatll always have me entertained keep it up babes <3

yeah, it’s just all a bit ??? but what’re you gonna do. 

also i love you too thanks for this bby!

Pretty sure I just bombed my Math exam 😢

Please send one good vibe my way it would be appreciated (also big fan of your work, please never stop being great!!!)

aw i’m sorry bby, i’m sending you all the good vibes and love 💕

I’m writing for Oikawa rn and I need help because your yandere Oikawa is so...amazing. What nicknames do you think he uses with reader? Like darling, cutie, sweetheart...anything?

sweetheart, cutie & babe/baby are my go-to’s for oiks :) but darling works too!

hello this is the anon who u made simp for oikawa even tho ive never having seen haikyuu dropping by to say you are my favorite writer!! i picked this flower for u ✿

I LOVE YOU!!!

omg i would love a second fic for final girl! the whole story and concept is super interesting ALSO i love bo kuroo and akaashi 🤍 (i love your fics and ideas in general ily)

well it’s currently winning with 354 votes so :))

So I voted for Final Girl but I'm sure whatever fic wins it will still be a masterpiece but what fic are you rooting for Rhi?

honestly i think i could go for a blindsided part 2 or et tu part 2 efbhjvkl i just wanna write more manager au’s

don't mind me, just coming here say that y'all are really sleeping on Good Girl 😟 It's a total chef's kiss 1000/10 fic.

fdhcbjiewrkoviwhrtj my first hq fic 

Do you read manga or watch anime? 🥺 Where do you watch you’re anime (if you do), I can’t find anywhere to watch after kiss anime was shut down 😭

i watch animes across crunchyroll, hidive and netflix. manga’s i just google but i’ve only read a few

Istg the way you write these fanfics are

I M M A C U L A T E

We love you!

I LOVE YOU TOO THANK YOU SM BBY!

[katierosefun]

hi how are u : )

quick writing q, how did you come up with original characters? are they star wars characters or just like general?

i feel like i have ideas but like. struggle to make them into people. if that makes sense.

hiya!!! i’m good, hope you’re doing well!!! (and thank you for asking this question because,,,you should know i geeked out temporarily because someone’s asking me about original characters??? whooo boy!!!) 

also...things got lengthy (again), so i added all this under the cut!

okay, so i have like one (1) star wars original character named eiko, who i introduced in time, wondrous time. introducing eiko took a while and it was a lot of me being super anxious and kind of lowkey scared because...star wars fans tend to be a little protective, and sometimes original characters aren’t that well-liked, especially because of that fear of “mary sue”-ness and etc. 

so in the case of a star wars original character and to avoid the problems specific to and inherent to all the problems we run into with original characters in fanfic writing, i just kind of. make sure that she’s actually got some traits that! people can mostly relate to! 

so for instance, eiko’s just a very anxious kid who wants to be a good padawan, but: 

how do you be a good padawan anyways when there were already so many amazing jedi who walked the path  before you?

how do you handle those expectations? 

are you harder on yourself because of it? probably. 

do you glow when given compliments? absolutely.

and i guess when making a star wars original character, or an original character in any pre-established fandom, then you really want to make sure that if they’re connected to a canon character in some way, the canon character gets a storyline of their own. 

the canon character and the original character can rely on each other from time to time, but i think it would be kinda boring if the original character just followed around canon characters and never figured things out for themselves. 

basically: we want your original character to have some independence away from the canon characters.

how do they act when they’re alone? 

what do they do in their free time? those are things to think about when you’re trying to better grasp an original character in a pre-existing fandom.

but in terms of writing original original characters, i have this thing where like. i just take a singular personality trait that (usually) i have and dial it up to 100000. because, as one of my own friends likes to say, we contain multitudes. there are so many lives and so many different facets of you that are sometimes fighting for the spotlight--and sometimes, i like to give those different facets a little bit more of a voice in original characters. 

because really, chances are, those little bits of you that are still hiding around the corners? those traits are sometimes more exemplified in other people. so, like, if that was confusing (which i know it was), a quick example: 

i will be the first to admit that sometimes, i can be an incredibly rude person. (idk how much of a surprise that is to people. i hope it’s a bit of a surprise, because i don’t like to be rude.) 

and of course, there are tons of very, very, very rude people in real life. the reason why i’m not rude 24/7 is because there’s a part of me that dials it down a quick notch. but there are people out there who don’t have that dial, and they’re able to exist relatively freely just being the rude people they are. 

so that’s kinda where i start in making my characters feel a little more real/also a little more diverse in character! 

because as one of my creative writing instructors once told me, writers tend to be a quiet bunch. and i think anything we write--including characters--tend to reflect huge parts of ourselves, so imagine if we just had a cast of quiet characters who twiddled their thumbs all the time. that’s not a good story, and those aren’t always very dynamic characters. so have fun! take one singular trait that you find intriguing about yourself or in in others and say to yourself, “okay, but what if i dialed it up?” see where it gets you!

but i guess if we want to talk more about how to make characters feel like more real people, then i guess it goes down to the age-old question all writers need to ask when looking at their characters: 

what does your character want?

think about it. anything your character wants is what is ultimately going to drive them forward to do what they’re going to do. act the way they’re going to act, say what they’re going to say. 

there’s a story that i wrote a while back about a girl who’s the daughter of an assassin. she wants to be a lawyer, while her mom wants her to follow the family business and become an assassin as well. 

so how does the mom act? the mom does everything in her power to get her daughter to be excited about being an assassin--lets her in on interrogation rooms, takes her to a shooting range, gets increasingly frustrated and turns up the denial denial denial mode every time her daughter talks about the possibility of law school. 

the daughter? the daughter does everything in her power to make sure her mom knows that she doesn’t want to be an assassin. she deliberately lounges around during the interrogation, she misses all the targets on the shooting range on purpose, etc. 

so, in essence: your characters have to want something first. as soon as they want something, the rest will slowly come to place. even if you’ve never been an assassin or the relative of one, you still probably relate to at least the feeling of wanting something badly, and all people know that feeling too! it’s real, and it’s human to want something. 

combine that want with, idk, the type of background you have for your characters (and there’s a ton of different resources on developing that specifically), and soon, you’ll find yourself writing/communicating/tearing your hair out with a much more fleshed-out character.

and, if you’ve done all these and you still want to know a little more about your character, another thing to flesh out original characters/stories: 

1. write fanfic of them. no, seriously, do it. sometimes you can’t really write your big story/novel/whatever right away, but you have a very specific scene or you want to reimagine them in a different setting and just play around with them. that’s okay! what are they like in a modern day high school au? in a coffeeshop au? play around with it, and see what’s consistent (do they meet the same people in the same manner over and over again? do they like to listen to one specific kind of music? do they still talk funny? do they still wear x?) 

2. make playlists! like...music is personally one of my big inspirations, so this is where i usually throw in some good old playlists. more times than not, i’m able to write with my original characters with my original character’s specific playlist playing in the background. (and it’s wonderful! i have one character playlist that’s almost solely musical/disney music because she’s a very innocent kind of gal, while another playlist is very heavy punk/rock because that’s Just How She Is.)

3. write incorrect quotes! you know the ones i’m talking about--there are so many incorrect quote blogs on tumblr. i have a separate, private sideblog here on tumblr that’s completely dedicated to writing incorrect quotes of my original characters. i sometimes post screenshots of them here too, although i haven’t done that in a while. but incorrect quotes are fun, and they might give you a good idea of the kind of characters/archetypes you want them to fit into! 

(and, because i can’t resist, here’s an example from my own original characters:) 

galen: andrea, i need you to swear to me--

andrea: shit

galen: 

galen: i meant swear like promise, andrea //

rosalind: crushes are the worst 

dae: yeah, whenever i’m near one, i just start acting nervous 

rosalind: you’re always nervous 

dae: ...don’t think too hard 

myung, tired: bold of you to assume rosalind thinks

4. alternatively, make a whole private side blog dedicated to your original characters and reblog/tag the posts that remind you of them. like, you know the “[x] characters as tumblr posts”? yeah. i do that a lot. so, just because i really can’t resist, some more examples: 

“Bro, We Are Rivals . Its Ok To Pin ME Up Against A Wall . Im Ur Nemesis . I Hate You . ... Bro, We Are Kissing Now . . No Dont Stop Bro .. Bro ... // @gayarsonist 

oh so you’re just going to wear a black turtleneck?? like some kind of slut?? // @allergic-alien 

and sometimes, i’ll use that blog to also reblog poetry that resonates with my original characters/gifsets of actors/actresses that i would fancast as my original characters. (like,,,did i look at ewan mcgregor in mortdecai and gratuitously tag him as a villain character in one of my wips? yeah. yeah, i did. it’s fun writing that villain character now, though. :)) 

and those are all the tips that i have!!! i hope that helps!!! have fun writing, friend!!

[daughterofluthien]

Fictober - Day 10

Prompt number: 10. “all I ever wanted” Fandom: Teen Wolf Rating: T Characters/Relationships: Tamora Monroe, Scott McCall Word Count: 3728 Warnings/Tags: canon-typical violence A/N: Three years after the battle for Beacon Hills, Monroe calls a second peace summit. It doesn’t go the way she anticipated.

The moon hung low and large in the sky; it seemed to shine more brilliantly than it ever had in the past. Tamora glanced up at it briefly and hoped she wasn’t making a terrible mistake.

Mistake or not, the decision had already been made and she had a responsibility to follow through. She adjusted the strap on her rifle, relieving the uncomfortable pressure on her shoulder; she wasn’t sure that she'd ever get used to carrying a weapon for long periods of time.

Part of her — the part that had a bachelor’s degree in education and a masters in counseling, both pursued immediately after the preceding graduation — still wished that the weapons weren’t strictly necessary. But the past few years had taught her that the world was more complicated than it appeared in textbooks. 

When your opponents had access to claws and fangs as a standard part of their anatomy, arming yourself was just leveling the playing field. 

She glanced back at the five equally armed men and women behind her, all of whom she assumed were in a similar state of unease, and distracted herself by running through plans and contingencies. Tonight’s plan was… bold. To say the least. 

But with the growing public outcry against her organization—not to mention raids by the likes of the ATF and FBI, which resulted in multiple arrests and the confiscation of several caches of weapons—she needed bold. She needed decisive. And above all, she needed something that would solidify the need for the cause in the hearts and minds of the others.

While she was glad that many of the men and women who followed her had not been personally affected by the devastation that was so often left in the wake of the supernatural, many of them were unaware how dangerous these individuals truly were. If she wanted them to remain committed, then they needed to understand personally.

Of course, it didn’t help that so few of the skirmishes between the two sides actually ended in casualties.

There were exceptions to this, of course—poorly planned out attacks on whole packs that could only ever end in a bloodbath. And as expected, the survivors of those assaults returned to her, or to the leaders of their own cells, with a renewed fervor for the cause. If they managed to escape alive, they understood the importance of the fight.

But for every event of that type, there were at least two others where the only reason a fight occurred was because one or two werewolves showed up to protect one of their own. And in those cases, they almost never pressed the advantage. Survivors of those incidents returned confused as to why they were even alive.

She remembered speaking to one such survivor as he cleaned and bandaged a shallow slash on his shoulder. She had placed a hand on his shoulder, and told him that he was lucky to be alive. That it was a testament to his bravery.

The man shook his head and stared pensively off into the middle distance. She wondered what he was seeing in his mind.

When he finally found his voice, he spoke slowly and thoughtfully. “No, I don’t think so… He yanked the gun out of my hand. Threw me to the ground. But the power behind it—” He shook his head again, and returned to winding the bandage around his shoulder. “He could’ve me. Easily. But he left me alive.”

“Because he was afraid. Because he knows how strong we are, and what we would do if one of us was killed.” 

“Nah, he wasn’t afraid.” The bandage complete, he pulled his shirt back on, and winced as he moved his arm experimentally. “I’ve seen men afraid. Seen those things afraid, too—hell, that kid you sent me after tonight? She was terrified.” He glanced up at her, a dark look in his eye. “How old was she, anyways? The kid?”

Tamora fixed him with a look. “You know as well as I do that age doesn’t matter. As soon as their abilities manifest, they’re a danger—to us, and to the rest of the human population.”

“How old?”

She didn’t look away. “Seventeen, I believe.”

The man snorted, but didn’t answer. He shook off her hand and stood up.

She allowed her voice to harden. “So I take it the mission was a failure?”

“All he wanted was the kid, and he got her. Far as I know, they’re both still alive.” He picked up a bag with his gear and turned to leave. “Can’t say I’m crying about it, either.” 

Tamora didn’t go after him then. She didn’t try to change his mind, because to do so would be to show weakness. 

He wasn’t the first or the last to leave with a similar story.

And to make matters worse, at the same time that her organization was hemorrhaging followers, certain elements of the supernatural were rapidly gaining support worldwide. 

The first time she encountered an individual with the McCall Pack tattoo, the others who were with her at the time laughed, joking that the creatures were finally painting targets on themselves, and that it would be rude not to oblige. 

The laughing stopped when the symbol started showing up on graffiti and in signatures on message boards. These days, anyone who knew anything about the supernatural knew what the two concentric circles meant, even if they’d never heard the name Scott McCall. 

It stood for something. Something that people believed in. Something that they wanted to follow—not out of fear—but out of loyalty and conviction.

In the face of that, Tamora was starting to wonder if she stood for anything at all.

Which, she reminded herself, was the reason they were here tonight. The individuals following behind her were some of the most influential members of her organization, all leaders of multiple cells around the world, she needed to make a point to them.

And if she needed to prove it to herself as well, then that was all right too. After all, she had learned in her classes that even counselors need therapy, from time to time. There was no shame in having doubts. 

Shame came in acting on them. 

She had poured everything that she had—everything she was—into this mission. This cause. And she refused to let it all be in vain. 

The last three years meant something. They needed to mean something. And if she needed to take drastic action to remind herself of that, then so be it. 

After all, she had started the stage of her life with drastic action. Before that night, she had never acted violently toward anyone. Had never even touched a weapon. But she had the courage to act when it mattered, and defend herself against the monsters that roamed freely in this world. 

She remembered being terrified, that night. Her grip hadn’t been tight enough, and she nearly dropped the gun when it recoiled in her hands. 

But she had fired the gun. She had taken action. And from that moment on, she wasn’t just a victim. The sort of person that sat passively by while people who didn’t really care patted her hand and said things like ‘you’re lucky to be alive’ or ‘at least you’re safe now.’ The traumatized final girl in a slasher movie.

She had agency now. The power to control her own narrative. And not only that, she was in a position to empower others as well. 

Fear destroys a person, and no one deserved to be afraid. No one deserved to be forgotten.

Together, they could change the world. And when they were done, no one would be.

But she had been fighting for the cause for three years, and the people she led had forgotten what it meant to be truly afraid. 

Tonight, she would show them. She would break down the lies and empty legends. She would remind them of the difference between what is human and what is not.

She just hoped enough of them survived to tell the story. ________________________

Despite the guns and other gear, their small procession moved quickly, and arrived at the set meeting place ahead of schedule. Tamora checked her watch when they arrived.

12:13 AM. They were early, which was fine by her. She ordered the two most nervous looking men to scout the perimeter. Not because she truly expected an ambush, but because she knew they needed something to distract them.

She glanced up at the moon a second time. It was the largest she had ever seen it—which might generally not mean much, as she had only really paid attention to the moon these past three years—but tonight she trusted her senses. She had planned, had done her research, and she knew that tonight wasn’t just any full moon.

Tonight was the second in a sequence of three consecutive supermoons. 

Tonight, the moon would travel closer to the earth than it had in years. And at 12:44 AM precisely, it would be at its highest point in the sky. 

Werewolves were, first and foremost, creatures constrained by their nature. Even an Alpha would be unable to remain in control under that sort of pull.

Even Scott McCall.

She shivered against fall wind, and pushed away the thought that the shiver might be due to nerves, rather than the cold. She wasn’t afraid of dying, and she knew this time she wouldn’t be forgotten. If she was killed, her sacrifice would mean something.

This was the right thing to do. 

“There’s someone coming!” The man behind her meant it to be a whisper, but it was harsh and loud. And if it was loud to her, she could only imagine what any werewolves in the vicinity heard.

She knew she was being watched, so she didn’t roll her eyes. Instead, she schooled her features, let them settle into a cool, practiced mask, and smiled. “They’re here.”

She heard a chorus of clicks behind her, as her companions raised their weapons. Multiple lights scanned the field in front of her, revealing half a dozen or so figures approaching. As the flashlight beams passed over the little group, she noticed the reflected eyeshine in a little over half of the members—a sure sign that the individual in question was a non-human. 

She wondered briefly if the others were human. She knew that some packs—including the McCall pack—accepted humans among their ranks, but she never understood why a human would agree to join one. Supernatural creatures shared an instinctual connection to each other that humans could fundamentally never truly share. A human who ran with wolves could only ever be trod on and forgotten. 

The individual at the head of the approaching pack turned to speak to his companions. After a short discussion, he approached alone.

She did not move—he could come to her.

Tamora hadn’t seen Scott McCall in person since that night in Beacon Hills High, over three years ago, and she realized that she barely remembered him. All she remembered was the fear.

And at the time, she had reason to be afraid. Gerard Argent had told her who he was, explained that he was the most powerful werewolf in Beacon Hills. That he had others who were loyal to him and would fight on his behalf. She had only met him a handful of times, but the idea of him had terrified her.

But Beacon Hills was in the past, three long years and hundreds of miles away, and she hadn’t felt that sort of fear in a long time. 

Face to face with the Alpha for the first time since the night she fired a bullet at his heart, she realized that she wasn’t afraid. At least, not in the way she had been back then—that sort of all-encompassing, fight or flight sort of fear. 

She had chosen to fight, and it had been instinctual. Because in the end, all creatures are slaves to instinct. 

A quick glance at her watch told Tamora that it was 12:35. It wouldn’t be long now.

She looked back up at McCall as he squinted in the harsh light of the multiple flashlight beams that had suddenly been trained on him, and for a moment, he looked young. Like one of the kids that she visited colleges to recruit. The ones who were so full of pent-up rage at the world, and were desperately looking for guidance and direction.

Except she didn’t see any rage in McCall. There was power in his stance, yes, but beyond that she only saw quiet confidence, mixed with a wary but surprisingly open curiosity.

He broke the silence first. “You’re the one who wanted to meet. But if you have a way that all of this can end—” he glanced behind her and she assumed the guns were now being pointed at him “—then I’m willing to listen.”

She allowed herself a soft smile. “I won’t apologize for the precautions, Scott.” She glanced up pointedly at the moon, which hung above them, unobscured by cloud cover. “I’m afraid we’re all aware of what exactly a night like tonight can mean for someone like yourself.”

He nodded, but didn’t follow her gaze. When she met his eyes again, she saw sympathy, along with another emotion she couldn’t name. It was gone a second later, leaving only the sympathy behind. “Yeah, I am. But you don’t have to be afraid.”

“Fear is a natural response to the unknown. Are you trying to tell me that the ordinary people of this world, they don’t have the right to be afraid?”

His response was immediate. “No, of course they do. The existence of the supernatural— It would terrify anyone. And trust me, I get that.”

It wasn’t the response she expected, and she scoffed. “What could you possibly know about fear?”

“More than you think.” He paused, like he was trying to figure out the correct direction to take the conversation. “Actually, all werewolves do.”

She didn’t quite know what he meant by that, though she supposed that all creatures felt fear. But the content of tonight’s conversation wasn’t important, and all that mattered was that she drew it out as long as possible, so she asked for clarification. “I’m afraid I don’t follow.”

He considered. “Three months ago there was a kid, sixteen years old. You met him in LA.”

She remembered. “The Omega.” McCall’s face hardened at the term, but he didn’t say anything. “It was a full moon, and he was half-feral to begin with. I was defending myself.”

That night had been an abject failure of the worst kind—not only had they lost their quarry, but one of her best men had been killed in the process. It had also marked the beginning of the string of failures that had eventually led her here.

McCall shook his head. “He was terrified. The moon—” He cut himself off, casting about for the correct words. “It gives us power, yes. But it doesn’t cause the aggression. All it does is amplify what’s already there.”

“Then your kind is dangerous by nature. You’re just good at hiding it the rest of the month.”

“Except it doesn’t amplify aggression. Or, at least, not just aggression. It’s everything you feel—happiness, anger, love. Fear.” He raised his eyebrows slightly and held her gaze. “The boy you tried to kill that night, Alec? He was terrified, and not just of you.”

She wondered what McCall hoped to accomplish by bringing up that particular event. If he meant for her to feel guilt about it, then he was sorely mistaken. 

She and her men had been in Los Angeles to hunt an Alpha; they eventually managed to corner him, but not before he had attacked and bitten a young bystander. Once the werewolf was dead, she told the boy the truth—that he would either die, or she would return the next day to kill him.

Though of course, the young werewolf wasn’t even dead—last she heard, he had joined McCall’s apparently ever-expanding pack.

At any rate, her conscience was clear. “He had already been bitten when I found him. You and I both know how that ends.”

He shook his head. “The night you found him, he was attacked. And for some reason that he didn’t fully understand, he survived. But he was dragged forcibly into a dangerous world, one that he knew nothing about, and when someone did show up? They weren’t there to rescue him.” He paused, as if to make sure she was listening, and raised his eyebrows. “I think maybe you know something about that sort of fear.”

She didn’t want to think about cowering, huddled beside the still-warm corpse of a co-worker. About squeezing her eyes shut and praying desperately to a god she didn’t really believe existed.

Tamora eventually shoved the thoughts away, and reminded herself all she really needed to do was keep him talking, and the moon would do the rest soon enough. It didn’t pay to let herself be distracted.

It still took her longer than she wanted to respond, but to her relief, her voice remained even. “If you’re trying to elicit some sort of sympathy from me—”

“I just want you to understand—”

“We’re long past understanding.” She felt her anger surging, and she wasn’t sure if she cared about staying emotionally detached anymore. “And don’t you dare compare your kind to mine, when something that’s a common part of the natural world turns you into a monster!”

He took a step closer, likely about to make yet another impassioned plea for inherent humanity of the inhuman. Or rather, he started to step closer. He stopped suddenly instead, eyes darting to stare at a point over her right shoulder. 

She turned to follow his gaze, hand already drifting to her gun at the sudden, serious intent in his eyes. As she did so, several things happened in quick succession:

McCall yelled something she didn’t have time to process, though she thought she heard her name.

The sharp, deafening report of automatic gunfire split the air. Short burst, over as soon as it started.

Not part of the plan. 

She turned to yell at whoever had been stupid enough to pull the trigger before it was time. “Hold your fire, goddamn—”

Her right shoulder burned with a new, intense pain. 

Her hand flew up to grip the offending area, and she swayed on her feet. 

The pain swelled and her vision grayed, and when the world came back into focus she was on the ground.

As far as she could tell, no time had passed. She hadn’t been unconscious. She tried to push herself up into a sitting position, but her shoulder burned like it was on fire, and each movement sent a new wave of pain coursing through her.

McCall looked over his shoulder at his pack and shook his head, then was at her side before any of her men could reach her. All she could see was the moon, and for one brief, frozen second, she was sure this was the moment. McCall would tear out her throat, and the world would finally see him and his pack for the monsters they truly were.

She had hoped that she would live to see it. But if this was how it had to end, then it was worth it.

The blow never came.

She heard footsteps running up behind her, and she tried once again to prop herself up into a sitting position, this time successfully. The expected wave of pain never came. She noted with confusion that McCall’s hand was on hers—she pulled her own away, fixing him with a glare.

Then she noticed black veins slowly receding into his hand and arm, and she froze. Her sudden lack of pain made sense now.

But it was the only thing that did.

The others reached her now, and she looked up to see six guns pointed directly at McCall, who glared back at them.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” This was from one of the men she had only just recently met. Everyone else seemed too wary, too afraid to make a move.

McCall raised his hands slowly, eyes not leaving the face of the man that spoke. He opened his mouth to speak, but Tamora spoke first.

“He took my pain.”

The man looked skeptical. “And why would he ever do that.”

She looked back at McCall and shook her head slowly. “I don’t know.”

After that, everything was almost shockingly mundane. She sent someone to go get the medical kit, and Deanne—one of the cell leaders that she had the most contact with over the past few months—began to bandage her shoulder.

McCall stood to leave, but Tamora stopped him. “I don’t understand.”

He paused, then turned back. And when he spoke, she knew it was words he had considered carefully. “We don’t have to act out of fear. We always have a choice, and there’s always a better way. All I ever wanted was for you to see that.”

He returned to his waiting pack, and she checked her watch. 1:04 AM. The moon had passed its meridian and had already begun to set.

She closed her eyes.

It was supposed to be her moment of victory—a violent object lesson that would prove the accuracy of her beliefs beyond a shadow of a doubt. Instead, the moment came and went. And she didn’t even notice.

McCall hadn’t become aggressive or angry, or had even looked like he was fighting it. Instead, all he had been was kind. 

She planned for tonight to be the great unmasking—the moment when she tore back the curtain of civility and revealed the monsters to the world. If she had proved that even the great True Alpha Scott McCall was little more than a feral beast, then humans around the world would’ve rallied to her cause.

But she hadn’t. And maybe—

Maybe he wasn’t.

Maybe he never had been.

It was treacherous thought, and she betrayed herself by thinking it. Her shoulder throbbed dully, though it was still nowhere near the earlier waves of pain

For the first time in years, she wasn’t entirely certain what to do next.

[elimaryholmes]

20 questions - writer's edition

Thank you for the tag, @insertmeaningfulusername dear! I’m just a bit late but here I am!

How many works do you have on AO3? 100! I reached the milestone with my Summer Alphabet.

What's your total AO3 word count? 349,188, considering that I mostly translate stuff and write drabbles.

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they? Does it really count as I mostly write drabbles? Some with no real knowledge of the fandoms as it was gifts to friends who wanted me to try my hand at them. But it would be fortyish I guess, here is the list: All Souls Trilogy - Deborah Harkness, Arsène Lupin, Au revoir là-haut (2017), Ben-Hur (1959), Blake and Mortimer, Call Me By Your Name, Captain America,  Carol (2015), Bible (Old Testament), Cyrano de Bergerac - Edmond Rostand, Fragments d'éternité - Séverine Mikan, Fullmetal Alchemist, Gaston (Bande Dessinée), Good Omens, Hannibal (TV), Harry Potter, His Dark Materials, Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell - Susanna Clarke, Kingsman (Movies), Lady Chatterley’s Lover (2015), Notre-Dame des Fleurs | Our Lady of the Flowers - Jean Genet, One Piece, Penny Dreadful (TV), Hercule Poirot, Portrait de la jeune fille en feu | Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019) , Pride and Prejudice, Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes, Spirou et Fantasio, Supernatural, The Epic of Gilgamesh, The Lord of the Rings (Movies), Tipping the Velvet (TV), Versailles (TV 2015), Wide Sargasso Sea - Jean Rhys,  X-Men (Alternate Timeline Movies), A la Recherche du Temps Perdu, Gentleman Jack, A Song of Ice and Fire

What are your top 5 fics by kudos? They are a mix of old and new things, not necessarily the best things, that being said. 

1. L’Alphabet de l’été 2018 (a daily drabble wrote during the summer, using as prompt an unusal word)

2. Tell me what it is beauty. (An Holmescest, wrote eons ago)

3. When we were young (an AU in which Charles and Erik are uni roommates)

4. A morning guy (an AU in which Harry and Draco are muggles and get to know each other because of transportation strike) 

5.Now from the beginning (A retirement!lock, a wee bit sad)

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? Of course I do, it would be rude of me to moan on the lack of comments if I did not. Anyway, people take time to read and comment, I can take time to reply. (except if people are downright rude, of course)

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending? Not necessarily angsty but quite sad is the retirement!lock aforementioned. 

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending? I mostly write drabbles but I think I do try to make my characters fairly happy. 

Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you've written? I do! I wrote a fic for a Secret Santa back in 2019 in which many characters get to meet each other including, Remus Lupin, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Sirius Black, Isidore Beautrelet and Arsène Lupin.

Have you ever received hate on a fic? Some not very kind words in my early days, but it’s been ages. (Yes, I know I have not given them back the “minutes of their existence they lost reading my fic”.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? I do! Much less than I used to, but mlm and wlw, very occasionally some het thingie but that would be clumsy as hell...

Have you ever had a fic stolen? No and I hope it would never be the case. 

Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes, thank you very much for that @tinaxpow! ♥

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yep! A whole lotta lot but very few got published in the end. Now and then I co-write a drabble collection with admamu, Charlism, its ceremonies, its followers, in French and I translate it in English.

What's your all-time favourite ship? Probably Cherik, I think.

What's a WIP you want to finish but don't think you ever will? Most of the projects that are not drabbles but I would think The Man at the Museum and Graymalkin College ou les Errements de Charles F. Xavier. 

What are your writing strengths? Strengths? Erm... I’m quite good at writing ‘true’ 100-word drabbles.  

What are your writing weaknesses? Just like you, Step, I can’t focus on long stuff. I would start something just for the pleasure of writing something or some scene but would not get the plot forward. My sentences are way too intricated but I would consider it more a choice than a weakness. 

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? I love it! I love languages, I love the genuineness of it. Just like knowing the brand of tea characters drink or the tiny details that give a feeling of the country they live in or their culture is very precious and dear to me.

What was the first fandom you wrote for? Harry Potter, just after I finished the seventh book, back in 2007.

What's your favourite fic you've written? Charlism, its ceremonies, its followers all the way.

Tagging (as always no obligation) whoever wants to do it but also if you feel like, @sherlock-is-no-sociopath , @jamlavender  :)

[angelicbrokenburd-a]

Rules for Moblie: Under Read More because long.

Disclaimer

I do not own the rights to Starscream, the Transformers franchise, it's characters or it's lore. The rights belong to the lovely people at Hasbro. However: My portayal, headcanons and the such are my own! I also create my own icons and graphics (banners for pages, post and such) and ask you to DO NOT steal and claim them for your own.

Other Notes (idk what to call this part lol)

This blog is Completely headcanon based being there is no offical Transformers Prime Shattered Glass continuity. I take some inspration from the oringal G1 Shattered Glass comics but everything else is my own! While this blog is mostly Prime/Aligned, I may add/take some elements from a few other continuies such as G1, IDW and Animated.

Following

This is a side blog to @fatesyetunwritten, which plays as an OOC hub for the blogs connected to it. So obviously I cannot follow you with this blog but my main. Even though not necessary, I also recommend following my hub blog as well being that’s where most PSAs/OOC updates in regard to ALL my blogs will be posted. Personal blogs are free to follow, but I do ask you don’t comment/reblog/reply/etc to any IC threads or post. Same implies to post that say ”//DO NOT REBLOG” or -DO NOT REBLOG-” in the thread/tags. If any of these rules are broken I will block you! I won't even give you a second chance, you're out! If you are a personal and do have a sideblog, PLEASE contact me telling me so. I’m more than likely not going to know otherwise unless I followed you first and it’s noted. My IM/askbox is always open. If you need to contact me in anyway and (if we are mutuals) want to plot/scream about our muses/just talk/etc. Don’t feel shy to approach me. I love talking and meeting new friends.

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I am selective and will only roleplay with mutuals. Just because you follow me doesn’t guarantee that I will back. I often look at the muse, content and mun beforehand before making up my decision in doing so. Do not force/guilt trip me into following you!! Putting aside it’s rude and selfish to do so, YOU WILL BE BLOCKED WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT!! Muse doesn't equal Mun and vice versa. This should be obvious but sometimes people do confuse fantasy and reality. Please don't confuse the two. No Godmodding! This is standard fare I don’t think I have to elaborate more on that. If possible Please trim your post. I won’t get up on anyone's case about it if you don’t, but it’s considerute to do so. Keeps the dash clean. Also transfer ask to a new thread if you wish to contiune it. Same reasons as above: Keeps things clean and orgainzed. Don’t worry about formatting/using icons in your post! Just because I like to time to time doesn’t mean you have to follow suit. Write in whatever style that works for you. All I ask is that you use proper grammar and spelling, or at least enough for me to read your writing. I’m not perfect neither so don’t sweat it if you make a typo there and there.

Shipping and Relationships

Let’s get this out of the way:I’m a shameless shipping whore! I love shipping and building relationships. But I won't just jump onboard to a ship however Like most relationships, there needs to be Chemistry. If the two clash off each other well, we can discuss things further. Each ship (unless said otherwise) has it's own verse and not overlap with other ships... This doesn't just imply to romanatic ships! Friendships, kinships, hateships, YA name it!. As I said, I'm a ship whore. I’m also a fan of AUs! Give me some of those AUs bro!

Mature Content

Both me and my Muse are of age and won’t shy away from mature themes. All NSFW threads/ask/etc will be tagged as such, along with any triggers that need tagging. In worst cases, like a hard R (which is rare), I will put everything under a read more flither. Themes include, but not limited to: Violence, blood or/and gore, alcohol and drug use, depression/PTSD, abuse and (maybe?) sexual themes. I will also likely The only things I will not roleplay are anything to do with rape, sexual assault, pedophila and/or incest. I'm open to roleplaying smut but I will be extreamly selective on who I write with. I have to feel comfortable with the mun plus likely already have to have an establish ship going. I will, by no circumstance, roleplay sumt with minors!! NO ITS, NO BUTS! If I learn you are lying about your age, consider yourselfPermanently blocked with all threads deleted.

Who I’ll Interact With

Well, obviously I will roleplay with other Transformers characters, (Not limited to just Prime). I’ll roleplay with just about almost all fandoms. I am a bit more selective over fandoms I'm not too familiar with but that doesn't always mean my doors aren't closed to them neither. To put it simple: If a muse interests me, I'm more than likely on board. What is always the case however is that I will not, and I do mean WILL NOT roleplay with muses base off Youtube Let’s Players or any real life people WHAT SO EVER!! Sorry, I’m sure a good share of you are fantastic people, but it’s something I am simply against mortality. I’m open to roleplaying with OCs both fandom base and/or fandomless, but again, I’m still selective. I always check out the mun’s page before following and if I don’t see a bio for your OC, I will simply not follow. I can't interact with a character I know nothing about. Really, a good indication that I want to interact with you is if I follow you, either before or after you do.

The Mun

Name: Jessie/Sweets Birthdate:August 2nd, 1989 Hello loves~ So...about myself: I love to write if it wasn’t obvious yet, but some of my other hobbies include but not limited to: Drawing, video games, comics, animation. The general geek crap. I like to believe I'm a down to earth and chill person to hang with so don’t feel shy to start a conversation with me outside of our general roleplay affair. For OOC post, Doctor Nefarious from Ratchet and Clank and/or Wander from Wander Over Yonder as faceclaims but more incline to use the former. Things to keep note of: I am diagnosed on the Autism Spectrum. This can at times affect my abilities to socialize and communicate normality and at times even makes it hard to pick up cues if not direct enough. Miscommunication could happen and if I misinterpreted/stepped over the line/did something uncalled for that I’m unaware of; You shouldn’t fear about addressing the issue to me privately. I don’t do things on purpose. Most people don’t. And more than half the time, these problems can be addressed by talking it out. Communication and understanding is key to be a successful roleplay partner. The last thing I want is to make my friends unconformably and treat them with respect and I expect the same! I also suffer from depression and anxiety and can affect my mood, as well as my will to interact/socialize that day and may even not want to be bothered. This never has anything to do with the other Mun, this is me and Me alone! My mental health comes first after all and I’m sure you all can respect that and vice versa. Roleplaying is a hobby for me, not a job. I go at my own pace. With my mental health addressed; it can play into how active I am. Some days I can write replies/threads like no ones business, others I can be sluggish and not want to do anything. Do not pester me for replies! They’ll come when they come. Thankfully, I don’t have many triggers. Nothing that I can’t blacklist anyways. I always make sure to read the Mun’s rules but if there's anything you need me to tag that I may have glace over, don’t feel shy to speak up about it.

[ethelphantom]

Crimson as a Rose, chapter 2

Hello again, I have now finished the second (and for now, the last) chapter of this thing that somehow went from like 600 words to over one thousand while editing. Oh well. I hope you like it. It’s a little happier than the previous one I swear.

Also, like said, this is the last chapter for now, which means that if either I get inspired to write more or you guys suggest what to write, I’ll do more of it. Maybe something from Mari’s POV.... Hmmmh... So like yes you can most definitely send me any ideas you may have either through asks or then messages.

Oh yeah and thank you so much for the awesome reception this got both here and on Ao3 like???? I’m crying here ok??? You guys are so sweet. Like, over 100 notes in a little over 24 hours and like 11 new followers is so weird and amazing but I’m grateful for each one <3

This is Maribat, ship being Jasonette. Don’t like, don’t read.

On Ao3 || Chapter 1 || Part 2 || Part 3

Years later, someone knocked on the door of their shared apartment. He had moved in with Marinette a few years earlier. Both their roses stood proudly on the table in a vase, always together. Jason’s rose had long come together even if it was still missing a few petals — but that was fine. So was hers. They survived together.

“Are you expecting someone, Sunshine?”, Jason called to the kitchen where Marinette was baking something yet again. While it was completely normal for her to randomly start craving things and just straight up go bake them at any time of the day, today it had been a little more than strange. Marinette had literally shot up all of a sudden and ran to the kitchen to bake accompanied by a few carefully selected curse words and a frantic and irritated “mon dieu”. Inviting guests and then proceeding to forget about it would get that reaction out of her, definitely.

“Oh yeah. Could you please open the door for me, Jay?”

“Anything for you, my sun", he replied with a smile on his face.

A tall man with dark hair and black sunglasses stood in the doorway, looking like he wasn’t sure whether he was in the right place at all.  

“Is this the house of Marinette Dupain-Cheng-Todd?”, the man asked, trying to look behind him, probably to get a glimpse of his wife. His French was accented, and Jason could have almost bet he was from the US as well. It sounded a little too familiar though, so he was quite sure the man was from somewhere near where Jason had once lived.

“Yes, this is her husband”, Jason replied, trying not to snarl at the man.This was Marinette’s guest, it wouldn’t do him good to snap at the stranger. His Sunshine wouldn’t be too happy about it.  

“That is wonderful. Could you either let me in or ask your wife to come here? She told me she wanted to talk to me about something important, something concerning one of my children.”

That took Jason by surprise. This man’s children? Could—

No, he trusted Marinette. She would have told him if there was something as big as a child of hers before they got married. She wouldn’t hide such a thing from him.

“Oh, Monsieur Wayne, you’re here! Great to see you’re on time. Come in, Jason can show you where the living room is, I’ll be there soon!”, she said happily and went back to the kitchen.

(Bells started ringing in Jason’s head. The name Wayne sounded way too familiar. Why couldn’t he remember where he knew it?)

Jason took the man to the living room, about to leave when his wife yelled at him to stay there as well. She wanted him with her. That was comforting to know. It reassured him that there was indeed nothing going on behind his back, though he knew Marinette would never do anything to hurt him on purpose. He had simply been hurt too many times, it was natural that he was cautious. It was also okay to be that way as long as he didn’t let it control him.

(Or, that was what Marinette had told him anyway. Multiple times.)

When she returned, she had a platter full of red and black macarons with her. With a sweet smile, she offered both of them macarons before gesturing for them to sit down. She herself sat next to Jason and put a hand on his thigh, stroking it gently with her thumb. Jason pulled her closer to him.

“So, Mrs Dupain-Cheng-Todd—”

“Please, call me Marinette.”

“Marinette, then. You contacted me and told me you know my son that I lost years ago? The one that I thought was dead?”

“Yes.”

And then Jason found the same, mischievous grin he’d gotten to know during the past years on her face. “This here is Jason Todd, my husband. Your son.”

The man gasped and took off his sunglasses. The piercing blue eyes met his, and he finally recognised this man.

Bruce Wayne.

His adoptive father that gave up on him.

And Marinette had brought him into their home.

Jason was ready to stand up and leave, angry at anything and everything he could think of, but Marinette held his hand tightly in hers, not leaving him a chance to go. He could probably get away even then, but there was no way he was risking harming her by doing it. There was absolutely no question about it, so Jason sat back down. She rubbed the back of his hand softly, calming him down a little.

“I think there’s been a misunderstanding — or multiple of them — and I want him to be whole again. If what is needed for that is to mend what was left broken after that , I will do my everything to help that happen.”

“You are truly a kind person, Marinette.” Turning back to Jason, his gaze softened and he smiled. “Jason? Is it really you? You aren’t dead after all? I— I thought I lost you forever.”

“Well, clearly not. Don’t pretend to care now — you didn’t care back then”, he spat, only to receive a glare from his wife.

“Jason, don’t be rude. What have we talked about assuming the worst of people? Your rose is still incomplete. Mine will never mend because my master died, but yours can still be healed. I want you to be happy. I’m sure there have simply been too many grave misunderstandings and a lack of communication on both ends, but those can be corrected if you just talk them out ”, she said in Basque.

It was a language they’d decided to learn in case they needed to talk about anything more private in front of others since there weren’t many who spoke it. Of course she used it in when talking about their roses. She knew how uncomfortable it made him to let others know about the roses and she respected it. When he’d told her the first time, she’d simply nodded and went to find out what language they could learn to be able to talk about them without needing to be afraid of others finding out most of the time.

And she still kept it on in front of his father.

“Fine. I’ll do it for you”, he replied again in French. A smile found its way to his lips as his wife shot a bright smile at him.

“Jason, I swear, I did care. I still do. I would have not come all the way to France if it wasn’t for you, if it wasn’t because I care about you”, Bruce said and swallowed down a lump in his throat before he spoke again. “I was devastated when I found you dead and blamed myself for a long time for it. You were and still are my child, and it was horrible for me to lose you. I’d love to have you back in the family, but I understand if you want nothing to do with us and especially if you never want to come back to Gotham. It would be good enough for me to hear from you every now and then. I’m sorry we made you feel like you couldn’t return to us.”

Jason sighed. He didn’t know what to think of his father. On one hand, he wanted to believe Bruce was telling the truth and meet the family he left behind long ago to build a new one again, but on the other hand he was ready to throw him out of the house and tell him to never speak to him again. That would definitely upset his wife as she had probably had to do quite a lot to convince Bruce Wayne himself to speak to her because she wanted to help him heal completely.

But, even though he was more inclined to go with the second option, he chose to get to know his family again, if only for Marinette.

“Fine. I accept your apology, though I’m not ready to forgive you.”

“That’s alright. I didn’t expect you to be.”

“I’m not doing this for any of you though, I’m doing it only because Marinette put so much effort into organising this, you understand?”

“Of course.”

Bruce smiled at him and Marinette squeezed his hand. Something told him he had made the right choice, albeit the hard and irritating one.

And well. They did solve things. It was slow, because god was there a lot of baggage and so many deep grudges, but after a year or two, Marinette and Jason were waiting on an airport, ready to go to Gotham. Go back to the place Jason had sworn he’d never set even a foot in again.

But he was going with Marinette — who’d promised not to leave his side as long as she had any say in it — to meet his family again, the family that apparently did not give up on him. The family that grieved him for a long time but couldn’t just show it in public. He was the luckiest man in history to have met Marinette and have her fall in love with him. She kept going out of her way for him, to make him happy.

Maybe, just maybe, he’d be alright with this.

The two of them stepped out of the airplane only to be greeted by a huge welcoming committee that was the official Wayne family, as well as most of the honorary Waynes. Jason looked at Marinette, who simply smiled at him and squeezed his hand for encouragement. They would be fine, and most importantly, they would be together.

With their roses in their hands, Jason’s finally missing none of its petals, they walked up to the family that welcomed them with open arms and smiles (mostly, anyway, because they decided not to pay attention to the scowling young man that looked the most like Bruce). To the family that didn’t care they came to meet them only now because they had come anyway.

To their family.

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OKAY COOL I WAS ON THE FENCE ABOUT POSTING MY OWN EXPERIENCES IN THE KFAM DISCORD BECAUSE A POST ABOUT People Being Mean To Sage Specifically SEEMED KIND OF MASTURBATORY OR SELF-PITYING OR WHATEVER BUT IF WE REALLY ARE GOING TO STILL BE OUT HERE PUSHING THE This Server Is A Lovely Familial Community And Dissenters Are The Problem NARRATIVE EVEN NOW? HELL NO. ABSOLUTELY NOT.

obviously this is hard to be objective about. this stuff is a lot less concrete than my first post, a lot more based on vibes i got, which, yknow, is why it’s not in my first post. but if anyone identifies with this, if anyone sees their own experiences in this discord reflected in mine, then it’s going to be worth the worry i’m reading too much into things, or others thinking the same of me. if i can help anyone who felt like THEY were mistreated there and weren’t sure if they were reading too much into things, then. it’s worth it. especially since the M.O. in there was ‘everything’s fine and if not we’re going to MAKE IT FINE by silencing anyone who disagrees’.

a lot of talk has been done about the censorship (word used loosely, first amendment protects from the government not from the mods etc, definitely a specific suppression of dissenting ideas though) the mods have been doing--once more i suggest @kfam-tea for receipts and screenshots. not something i feel great about, but not something i have personal experience with, so i won't speak to it. see also my first post about my interactions with the creators. it touches on the dogpiling, which i'll go into more depth on in this post. you can find it [link: here].

so. the first thing in the official discord that tipped me off about the hivemind samethink phenomenon is that the whole place is distinctly frosty on the subject of samben. that’s a post all its own, one that follows through to numbers on ao3 and whatever, but i’m not here to make a ship manifesto. suffice it to say i got attached to the ship upon listening, inhaled the (suspiciously small) ao3 tag, and was stopped in my tracks at the discord server where any implication of such ship inclinations were met with silence and pointed changes of subject.

distinctly weird. distinctly unusual fandom behavior, that i couldnt even hint around shipping the two men whose incredibly profound relationship is literally the crux of the show, who have exchanged ‘i love you’s, one of whom is confirmed gay--all other romantic entanglements aside, because when have those stopped shippers? that was weird. i realize that's maybe a bit tinfoil hat of me. it could have been the goldfish-bowl big-brother-is-watching vibe from having creators in there, except, as i said, it carries to other sites.

anyway, much more concrete was when i spoke out about my thoughts on ben’s actions in ep68. again, enough there for another post, so tl;dr: he was doing his best, he’s a good guy and a good friend, but his actions DIRECTLY outed sammy to the WHOLE town, without allowing sammy to say the words himself. it was an accident, yes, but it had tangible, harmful consequences, and even accidental harm warrants apology. it should at least be... acknowledged. at some point. by the show OR the fandom. it's a disservice to ben himself to never get the chance to own up to it.

this was an unacceptable take. i tried breaching this topic and making my case twice, and got THOROUGHLY dogpiled both times. a dozen fans crawled out of the woodwork to argue heatedly, sometimes getting quite aggressive, sometimes toeing the line of outright hostility toward me personally. definitely some downright rude messages. not once did anybody speak up to defend my right to put forward my dissenting opinion, let alone SUPPORT my argument, god forbid. ben’s were the actions of a good friend, i was told. outing someone to their whole town without giving them the chance to say it on their own terms didn't qualify as harm at all, i was told, on account of ben's heart being in the right place.

still, the opinions being argued matter less than the attitudes and behaviors. people don't have to agree with me about that ep, i don't care. i do care about being given the right to, as a single person on my own, have space to make an argument without being shouted down by a dozen people. i do care about how it fit into a greater pattern of forbidding any criticism of the show, and ben in particular, who is a good friend and therefore all of his actions are good and harmless, who is our resident heterosexual unassailable paragon of purity. which might explain the samben problem--sammy/ron[/jack] was perfectly fine, even popular, but there was never a whisper of shipping ben with anyone but emily. they're Official. theyre The Perfect Couple. don't you dare challenge that (and for the most part, i didn’t dare. i quickly learned not to).

my [link: previous post] details kyle's response to these fun events, where he specifically went out of the way to follow me being shouted into silence (a result of me being driven to literal tears and shutting down rather than invite more argument) with a warm congratulations to everybody for their conduct in this discussion. because that's the kind of conversation kyle wants to specifically and explicitly praise and encourage, i guess.

anyway. this contributed to the growing sense over my time in the discord that people held a certain distaste for me but didn’t want to say anything direct. instead they talked around me, ignored me, immediately changed the subject from my messages, the whole while bestowing constant glowing compliments on each other and endlessly repeating saccharine sentiments about what a nice family type community they were, how grateful they were for the discord being such a positive space. i suppose that’s an easy impression to get when negativity is ruthlessly suppressed (and apparently outright censored nowadays) and instead of insults or, god forbid, communication with people with whom folks might take issue, they just (more or less) silently stonewall and cold shoulder them.

again, i could be misreading cues, being egocentric or tinfoil hat by reading this pattern into how i in particular was treated. either way, the fact that i was given the fandom friday shout out the week after KFAM live was definitely... strange. fishy, even. i was already mostly out the door at that point, had been for weeks--it was actually in my last few days speaking there period. i felt strangely guilty that they would dedicate a day to me when i didn’t like being there much and hardly spoke any longer. one thing’s for sure: my congratulations were fewer and more impersonal, perfunctory, and/or generic than other fans got (i kept a screenshot). i still have no idea what to make of that one, but there you have it.

p.s.: since vagues are in vogue now apparently, i might as well mention the person who's been accused of being A Problem In The Discord For A While Now, among nastier things, which definitely is not an effort to justify kyle's passive aggressive response to their untagged post which used the phrase 'death of the author', or kyle subsequently crying on twitter about death threats because apparently he couldn't be bothered to google a basic literary analysis term and thought if he was vague enough nobody would look into what was actually said. i guess he was right, if the hundreds of asspats and outcries against The Evils Of Podcast Fan Meanies were any indication.

i digress. i just wanted to testify that the fan in question was one of maybe three or four people on the server who consistently treated me nicely and acted like they liked me. and that another fan who claimed to be uncomfortable around death-of-the-author-person was the person who came the closest to being outright nasty to me when i expressed a critical opinion. make of that what you will i guess!

p.p.s.: if i never say anything more about this whole thing or the creators’ part in it, i do want to say for the record: noah james is fully exempt from all of this and remains absolutely wonderful and a whole treasure. like dont pedestalize male creators and assume them incapable of wrongdoing etc etc but i had an hour long midnight denny’s breakfast sitting across from him and he was nothing short of an angel the whole time. sweetest guy i’ve ever met. he hasn’t breathed a word about any of this drama. he may not even know it’s going on because he’s too busy being the most beautiful and talented man in america or something. i love you noah