#btw I made this comic like a month ago so if you wanna see comics sooner peep the patreon

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Puppet is burden with knowing the truth,,

[nights-at-crystarium]

Apparently I launched my Patreon on a halloween 10 years ago, even though it's safe to say that it didn't exist until Fragments. Previously I lived off adopts and comms, didn't really strive for anything, and felt rather dead than alive.

Pretty amazing, right? I can draw what I love and still have a home.

But if we zoom in we see the culprit behind my shitty mood lately.

The green line went up either thanks to the animated trailer I made for the comic's second anniversary in August, or to my return to twitter (which is funnysad in today's context). I'd briefly reached a whopping $1k/month for the first time in my life (this's most of my income btw), then I lost a few big subs and have been unable to recover despite making these extra promos.

I have ~50 more patrons than at the start of 2024, yet my earnings seem to be heading towards what they were back then.

Several new people join at $1-5, one person cancels their $20, and weeks or even months of my effort are negated. If you wanna join a big boy tier, but aren't certain in your ability to support longterm, I'd appreciate the $1-5 that lasts months or years over a 20 that gets dropped and makes me feel bad.

Regular promos like above have next to no effect, so I resort to making these miserable posts after actually breaking down. I wish I was celebrated instead of having to beg. Life's sucked extra hard this year, and I've reached a point where my poor mental state affects my art.

I'm writing this to remind you that I fully rely on your help to keep going. If you think $1 doesn't make a difference, no it fucking does, that's why this tier still exists. And, of course, if you can spare some more, you'd hard-carry my existence and art as a direct result.

there's always some new art and 4 new episodes of Fragments in early access on my Patreon, that'll take weeks and months to go public, and you can see all of that for a mere $1,,,,,, just sayin

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So my issues with Irondad are well documented at this point, starting from their very first scenes. Specifically the utter tone deafness of Peter’s recruitment, by both Tony and the writers. Tony starts the movie being blamed for the death of a 20-year-old kid who was in the wrong place, wrong time in Sokovia. That accidental death that can be put down to negligence on his part, is pivotal to what happens next. So pivotal he uses it in his pitch for why the other Avengers need to sign the Accords.

Tony, midway through the movie, deliberately brings a 15-year-old child into this conflict. A child he blackmails into going with him, because if you don’t, I will tell your aunt.

Charles Spencer was an innocent civilian, wrong place, wrong time in Sokovia. He died. That tears Tony up, as it rightfully should. And yet, in the midst of his crusade about following laws and accountability, he lies to May Parker about taking her 15-year-old nephew out of the country and into a warzone. Ignoring some well-established laws about child soldiers.

Tony blackmailing a child who’s had his powers for 6 months into participating in this conflict makes no sense. Ever. It especially makes no sense in the context of Charles Spencer and his mother. Yet neither Tony nor the writers seem to comprehend this. Which is why Irondad has been bullshit from the start. Blackmail and kidnapping are not sweet, father-son moments, even if you ignore the fact, as the MCU wants to, that Peter had a father already, in Ben Parker. He has a loving adult parental figure in May Parker. Both of whom cared about him before he had spider powers that might be helpful to them.

All of this, I’ve said before, so have others. And then I realized that I actually hate Irondad more than I thought. That Feige and co. mishandled it even more than I thought, and why? Because of this.

We know the story. Peter was, supposedly, this kid Tony saved at the Stark Expo in Iron Man 2. Started out as a fan theory, and then was confirmed that yes, this is true, this is exactly what we intended.

Now, we know Civil War had different writers/directors than Homecoming or FFH did. We also know that, for all the lip service of, ‘It’s all connected,’ we know that the creatives in these different franchises do not always talk to each other, and that they often blatantly contradict each other.

Taking all that into account, acknowledging that…the dumbasses at Marvel did not think up the idea of Peter being the Iron Man 2 kid. They heard the theory, thought it was cool, then took credit for having meant that the entire time, yes, that was totally us.

We know this because it is never mentioned in canon. All those Tony and Peter interactions, all those times of yes, Mr. Stark, I just want to be like you, Mr. Stark, and Peter never mentions that? When Tony takes he suit from him in Homecoming and Peter says that he just wants another chance, wants to be like Tony, would he not mention that hey, you saved my life, Mr. Stark. You saved my life and I just wanted to be like you, and now I can be, now I can save lives like you, just please give me another chance.

If the Iron Man 2 theory were true, would he not say that? In FFH, when he’s all guilt-ridden, I didn’t save him, would he not mention that hey, he saved my life before I was Spider-man, before I was special, before I was anyone?

Now I know what you’re thinking. The Iron Man 2 thing isn’t that big a deal. It’s not a crucial thing. And you know what, you’re right. It isn’t, it’s just always annoyed me, in an eyeroll way, that the same people who couldn’t count properly between 2012 and 2017 (8 years later flashing in giant letters across our screens means that Homecoming was meant to take place in 2020), that these same people who let something so blatantly timeline breaking get through then took credit for a kind of cool, kind of clever fan theory. It’s annoying.

I’ve now realized, however, that it is far more than annoying to me. Because TPTB at Marvel did not think of that idea for themselves, but if they had, and if they’d run with that idea? If they had, it would’ve made Peter’s recruitment in Civil War so much more fucked up than it already is, but so much more interesting. So, so, so much more interesting.

I’ve talked about why Spidey’s own movies (as much as you can call them that given the level of Tony infiltration) prove that the theory isn’t true. Now let’s go to Civil War. Different writers, yes, but let’s talk anyway about why we can tell from CW that Peter was not that kid.

He gets home. May is like, look who it is, Tony Stark. Not, look who it is, the hero who literally saved your life. When Tony locks himself in Peter’s room with him (still fucking gross, Jesus Christ), Peter is just, nope, I got no idea what you’re talking about. That’s—no, I’m not a superhero, no. He’s defensive. He’s apprehensive. He’s trying to figure out what fresh hell this is. He’s trying to hide stuff from Tony. If this is the guy who saved him at the Stark Expo, why this reaction? Why not, oh my god, you saved my life, I thought I’d never see you again, not, not up close I mean. When Tony asks him to do a thing, why is it not, well yeah, duh , you saved my life, where do we start? Or even, okay, I don’t really wanna do this, but, you saved my life, I owe you?

So, nobody wrote a fucking word of any of Peter and Tony’s interactions under the theory that he was the Stark Expo kid.

But what if they had?

Tony shows up at May’s place. He does not know who Peter is, in relation to their “meeting” before. He’s expecting to have to do some level of smooth talk to get in here but, nope. May’s just, oh my god, you saved my boy’s life, come in, come in!

We don’t know for sure that Peter was orphaned by the time of the Expo, but if we base it on comics and prior films, he likely was. Most versions seem to have him fall under Ben and May’s care between 2 and 6.  O1’ birthday means he would’ve been around 9 at the Expo. So, more than likely, Ben or May or both were the ones there with him. They may credit Tony with saving their lives as well.

So, Tony starts the movie being called out by a grieving mother. Going down this route, we’re at the midpoint…and here’s a different mother telling him how great he is. How he saved the most important thing in her life. How if Ben were here (May’s wearing her wedding ring around her neck btw, you can see it in the scene), Ben would say the same thing. Shake his hand. Hug him.

Now, Tony’s got a sharp ass mind, when it’s not clouded with booze or drugs or the like. Since he wasn’t wasted at the Expo, there’s a good chance that, given some details, he remembers saving this kid. He remembers how small this little boy actually was. He remembers how light this kid was when he grabbed him. It was a few seconds in a long ass night, that he hasn’t thought about in years, but to May Parker, it’s everything.

So maybe at this point Tony’s rethinking this. He’s remembering that little boy, realizing how young he still is. He pulled that boy from danger. And now here’s this woman who invited him into her house, told him how her husband just passed recently, things have been hard, especially for Peter but God, he’ll love to see you. Maybe Tony’s rethinking this, coming up with a way out, when Peter shows up. And then, aw hell. The kid’s just a mess of excitement and shock, possibly tears…okay now it’s just gotten harder to make an exit.

Let’s pause here to say that May Parker is not fucking dumb (“Cut the bullshit. I know you left detention. I know you left the hotel room in Washington. I know you sneak out of this house every night.”).

May is not dumb. Letting the 50-year-old dude go into her nephew’s room with him, alone? Arguably dumb, even if it is Iron Man. Letting him grab the kid for some Stark…thing, and take him wherever Tony said he was taking him on 12 seconds notice? Even more arguably dumb.  CW as it’s written dumbs down May’s character for the sake of an already questionable plot point. Especially since she literally says she’s not a fan of Tony in Homecoming. Yes, her comment there comes after the “internship,” her noting Peter’s distraction and stress because of it. But still, it’s fucking weird that she’d let this man take her kid out of the country, alone, in CW. It makes her dumb for the sake of plot.

But if Stark saved Peter’s life not so long ago? It at least makes a bit more sense. He’s a hero. Peter literally wouldn’t be here without him. Why would Tony hurt him now?

So, back to the scene. Peter’s probably less paranoid about showing his stuff to Tony. Probably not spilling everything himself, but when Tony notices things, Peter’s probably less panicked over it, more willing to confirm. Yes, he’s got these powers, okay? And he hasn’t had them for long, but he’s trying to do good, like Tony. He’s trying to do the right thing, like Tony.

Now, this kid has such literal hero worship going, and he’s so damn inexperienced, he admits that. And Tony’s still got Charles Spencer’s mom in his head. He’s dead, Stark. And I blame you.

Can Tony really take this kid—actual minor kid younger than Charles was—take him and put him on the field against the goddamn Avengers? That woman out there with the dead husband and the ring around her neck, what’s he going to say if Peter gets hurt, or worse? Sure the kid obviously has skills but, can he risk another grieving mom?

So, maybe Tony’s rethinking this. Maybe he can still get out of this, improvise a Plan B. But then there’s a text from Nat or Ross. Where are you? We’ve only got a few hours, what’s the play?

Special circumstances, nobody in that group is really gonna fight to kill…it’s special circumstances, and he can keep the kid mostly sidelined.

This time, he doesn’t have to blackmail Peter. He doesn’t have to threaten to expose his secret. Peter’s willing, either because he genuinely wants to, or he feels he owes Tony a debt. So there goes the dick factor of Tony literally blackmailing a child. And the lack of questions Peter seems to ask about what he’s fighting for, the acceptance of vague answers, that’d also make more sense in this context.

In this version, Tony is both more and less of a dick. He’s doing less active threatening and manipulation…but he’s also being doubly manipulative. His genuinely good deed gives him an easy in with the Parkers. He’s playing on the credibility of an earlier, at least somewhat better version of himself. One who saved Peter Parker and hadn’t yet ended Charles Spencer.

Look, I won’t lie, I legit don’t know what I’m saying anymore, except that Marvel sucks for taking credit for a thing that they definitely do not have credit for. Which isn’t particularly new for them, and wouldn’t particularly matter if the thing they took credit for (and didn’t do anything with) could’ve offered some interesting story possibilities.

[bangtanfancamp]

✨This or That!✨

Hello loves, I was tagged literal ages ago by @curly-bangtan (who is such a sweet human btw! Thank you for the tag :’) it’s impossibly sweet of you) and am in the backseat while road trippin so I’ve finally got some free time to fill this out! I’m so excited !! I love these things !so without further ado🙃 Lessss gooooo

• slow burn or love at first sight

I guess to clarify, I love an instant spark of attraction and a long treacherous road to resolution- while also being painfully obvious that there is attraction and also while being overtly flirty but no one has the emotional motor skills to just be upfront about it already

•fake dating or secret dating

Oh, 1,000,000% fake dating. It is one of the single greatest regrets of my life that no one has ever asked me to be their fake date or gf. Because I would have been F A N T A S T I C at it. But I guess I’ll never get to live out that pretend to real slowburn in real life after all.... also, secret dating can feel really sucky and isolating so I don’t recommend.

•enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers

Oh god, must I really pick between my children? My whole life it was best friends to lovers. Now that I am currently dating the guy who was my best friend, I really melt over the fiery tension of enemies to lovers ... GOD! it’s so satisfying!!! But I think best friends to lovers still has to squeak by just by an ounce. (I’m a softy at heart, what can I say?)

•oh no! There’s only one bed or long distance with correspondence

Oh far and away, the one bed trope! No contest. I also deeply regret that I haven’t figured out how to make myself attractive enough for someone to try to pull this one over on me. *sigh* well, what can you do? .... also, did a long distance relationship for...6.5 years? And yeah, if you’re a romantic like me- it is dreadfully unfulfilling, let me tell you.

•Hurt/comfort or Amnesia

Mother freaking amnesia A L W A Y S !!! Heck yes! Are there amnesia fics??? 🤭I’ve never found one! But I absolutely love this trope in stories and movies. One of my all time favorites- which AGAIN- has not had the decency to actually come to fulfillment in my real life: Like why has park Jimin never showed up spontaneously at one of my doctors appointments trying to convince me that we’ve been best friends who were secretly in love with other since we were 14 and we finally just got engaged or married a month ago and his life is incomplete without me but he’ll patiently wait for me to love him in return again in my own time but in the meantime, he’ll love me in any and every little way he can until I fall for him again? Huh? Where is it! .... was that too specific😅?

•Fantasy au or modern au

no contest. Give me medieval maidens and dragons any day. I live in modern day. Lemme tell you- she ain’t that special.

•mutual pining or domestic bliss

cue Schmidt from new girl-“I can do this AWL day, son- AWLLL DAY!!” Yessssss!!! Mutual pining is my crack! Give it to me! Always! Gimme it! (Why can’t I have the things that I want!) okay this is just a Schmidt quote/rant post now. ..... I really want to love domestic bliss. And some of the writers who are excellent at it absolutely take my breath away at how beautifully they romanticize the every day. But outside of their writing, I have no scope of how to conjure that wonder up on my own. It is a skill I deeply lack. In real life, I just wind up feeling like the bliss is boring- gimme some pining! Some angst! Some tension!!! Even if I do love me some fluff. Someone once I told me that I was in love with the idea of someone being in love with me. Gotta say, he’s not wrong.

•canon compliant or fix it fic

Honestly, I can’t say I’ve read very many of either. But I do like to see how people flex their creativity.

•alternate universe or future fic

My favorite tv show of all time is Fringe (god bless you, JJ Abrams). Your girl LOVES alternate timelines, multiple universes, flashpoint, paradox, butterfly/ripple effect- all of it!! Dear god, yes! Give it to me! (Also, every time I have a crush or dream that doesn’t work out, I comfort myself with the thought that somewhere out there, there’s an alternate timeline version of me that is happily existing with said boy or flourishing in said dream endeavor. It’s a tremendous source of comfort).

Although, I must say, in the comic realm, alternate universes can sometimes frustrate me- like genuinely, could we not just make the alpha timeline the most incredible one? Instead of the best relationships and plot threads never being actual canon?! Can we get it together??? Or are alternate timelines just the comic industry’s way of writing their own fix it fics, generations after the original protagonist has been painted into a corner. Also, how hard must that be? To write endlessly for the same character for 60+ years? We write one fic or a couple books for the same character... could you IMAGINE having to supply 60 years worth of consistent weekly or monthly context!!! Wild

•one shot or multi chapter

I prefer multi chapter because I prefer getting engrossed in an entire work/world. Usually I am left wanting with a well written one shot, because they’ve made it so real that I can’t stand not having more- so my greedy butt loves the feast of multi chapter so I can have as many delicious moments and details with these characters as possible.

I do however deeply admire the skill and brevity it takes to made a succinct one shot. @underthejoon and @kpopfanfictrash are both brilliant as heck at that. And it is admirable as all get out.

•kid fic or road trip fic

honestly, considering how much I swoon over men who are good with children in real life, and how much I look forward to being both pregnant and a mom one day, I really never get into kid or pregnancy fics. I just don’t? Don’t know why. But a road trip!???? Oh heck yes!!! 👏🏽Where 👏🏽do 👏🏽I 👏🏽sign 👏🏽up!!???👏🏽

•reincarnation or character death

Oh absolutely reincarnation. I love that. I blame sailor moon for that.....But also, I think it’s just very in line with my love of alternate universes and timelines. I love how everything is connected/weaves together and feels predestined in the best way. I’m a complete sucker for it

•arranged marriage or accidental marriage

Like @curly-bangtan I legit had no clue accidental marriage was a thing? Unless you count being drunk at Vegas and waking up with a ring or we’re on some Jacob and Leah/Rachel level ish (which is really and truly the WILDEST™️ story ever ya’ll) ..... but I love a good arranged marriage scenario. The tension/push pull and inevitable relenting is so fun. But will say though, why the heck do women always fight it? Like there’s literally a whole Kim taehyung or Kim Namjoon offering to voluntarily love you and you wanna whine about it???!?! How dare you

•high school romance or Middle Aged romance

This, again, one is a pretty firm, resolute one for me. I’ll take high school. I’ve always felt a little oddly uncomfortable with more mature™️ romance stories? Not sure why. But I think the really beautiful ones always hark back to the beauty of their feelings being refreshing like the innocence of their first love. I know I personally can over glorify youth, but I love coming of age romance (high school, college, twenties) and no one can stop me!!!! I will say though, I have a secret soft spot for the niche of story where people have loved the same person since they were young and the timing just never works out but they finally find each other when they’re older. (One day is like that, and film or movie, it will absolutely rip your heart out-my god, it’s beautiful)

•Time travel or isolated together

These are both freaking AMAZING! But if anything has been established in this post, I think it’s my deep love of alternate timeline/reincarnation/time travel stories. I think they’re all from the same cloth. I adore them (I just haven’t written one because I’m not sure I could do the subtlety of it any justice.) maybe one day. My favorite writers are rumored to have the same Myers’s Briggs type as me so maybe I too could someday have a fraction of their world building skill.

I 100% love both of these so neither is a loser. But give me isolated together AND one bed in the same fic???? Speakers blown

•neighbors or roommates

I have never had the pleasure of having an attractive neighbor, though I often pined for it. (I have a bomb idea for a neighbor Hobi fic though) I did have a cute neighborhood boy who occasionally cut the grass for us in high school. But that doesn’t really count.... anyway! I LOVE the idea of being roommates with an attractive boy!!! Like holy guac, can I please????? Cocktailing this trope makes me swoon harder than none other- best friends to lovers + roommates? Yes. Enemies to lovers + roommates? Holy heck. Soulmate au + roomates???? Hold my sweet tea. MUTUAL PINING AND ROOMATES!!!! Pregnant. Fantasy/magic au+ mutual pining + best friends to lovers + soulmate au + reincarnation + roommate au!?!?!?!! frickin dead in the streets, homie.

I cannot say enough how much I enjoy roomate au. In a serious conversation, I once legitimately told my current boyfriend that the idea of marriage freaks me out- but the idea of being best friend roomates with sexual tension sounds like a dream come true. God help me.

•sci fi or magic au

I love sci fi. Deeply. But I will never love logic more than magic. Ever. (All my infp’s! come join me in the comments. 🙈)

•body swap or gender bend

Body swap has always deeply intrigued me. Especially in film. But I’ve never seen it in a fic. I’ve always wanted somebody to be able to switch into my body to feel physically, mentally and emotionally like i do. The deepest level of empathy & jean grey telepathy if you ask me, even if the trope is generally used for comedy. But the idea of switching into a dudes body and having to deal with their anatomy low key freaks me the eff out. If I got stuck in jungkooks body, I don’t think I’d pee or shower for a week 🙈 sorry everybody. I was really sheltered ok? Please don’t come for me. Lol...... also, have never seen a gender bend fic. Not sure how that would work. Not my favorite idea.

•angst or crack

Angst is my crack.

Honestly though, if it’s well written, it doesn’t feel ‘angsty’- cuz that means whiny or clunky to me. Well written ‘angst’ just feels emotionally compelling, I think. My writing weirdly leans toward what I hope is real angst (I e solid, genuine conflict and not petulance), but when I seek out a read, I look for crack honestly.

• apocalyptic or mundane

I offer you one better- a love story of the beauty of the mundane amidst the apocalyptic.

*mic drop*

Seriously though, the setting provides enough tension usually. Especially if it’s zombie apocalyptic. Just let jungkook’s fingers delicately trace my palm and smile, sweet and lopsided at me in the candle light, while we hide away in our little bomb shelter that I’ve turned into a jungle garden to bring life into this wasteland a la secret life of arrietty. sigh. Maybe I need to write this....

My gosh!!! We made it to the end! That was so much fun! Thank you for tagging me, sweetness!💕✨ 🙂

I’ll add a tag list shortly- @laurelevermore @lamourche @bts-fantasy @urlocalkpoptrash @thedreaming-poet @kimcheeeeeeeeee @hayjeon @outrotearot7 @lorengarcia-yut @bts-luvvv @chicpalestinian @flyingchixenwing @glodenclosetau @space-mermaid-in-love @thiccasswonhoruinedmylife @minminslittlemonster

Copy and paste if you can. Or if you’re dealing with a piece of technological antiquity like me and it won’t let you, then screen record/screenshot it and pop back and forth between the tabs 😅(also Thanks for dealing with the completely unnecessary treatise I added beneath every bullet point. It was just so much for fun to explain WHY I chose each one than to just say yes/no. I’ve said it before, written brevity is just not my strong suit.)

[bigskydreaming]

LOL sorry not sorry, I don’t care how annoying or repetitive it makes me sound, when it comes to Dick and Jason’s relationship when they were younger, I am a broken record on eternal repeat and can’t stop won’t stop.

Like, if there’s an even slightly tangential place for me to reference “bee tee dubs, Dick didn’t hate Jason, there is literally no canon of that, Dick was literally written making a point to put aside his resentment towards Bruce for Jason’s sake. After Jason’s origin was rebooted to the stealing the tires story, and his first encounter with Dick being rebooted to the druglab teamup, Dick made a point to give him his blessing and Robin costume and phone number and offer of being there so Jason could have a family relationship that didn’t depend on Bruce, had nothing to do with Bruce, like he literally stood there and gave him advice about how he knows how Bruce is better than anyone, and that not talking about stuff is Bruce’s problem but that doesn’t mean Jason had to make it his, so gimme a call whenever Bruce is being a pain - and yet even in fanfics that reference this exact story and even the part about Dick giving him his phone number, they all go on to write about how Jason tried calling but Dick never picked up, because yeah like it really matches ANY characterization of Dick Grayson to say he already went to the effort of extending that hand to his replacement only to then just end up ghosting the kid, please. 

Even Bruce recognized all that as an actual effort on Dick’s part, with the last panel of that issue being Creeper!Batdad spying on his two boys bonding together and saying “Thank you, Dick” even though neither of them could hear it. And just like the Nightwing: Year One retcon that revised yet again the specifics of how Dick was fired, became Nightwing, Jason was taken in and made Robin, and Dick and Jason met for the first time (and ended the story yet again on good terms, like they were literally teasing each other)....like these stories only retconned the hows and whens of Jason becoming Robin and Dick becoming Nightwing and how they first met. And they were flashbacks. Because Jason’s rebooted origin story was written fourteen issues before the issue he died. 

There wasn’t time to chronologically show any other interactions between Dick and Jason in that short a time frame, especially when the next Titans story took Dick offworld until after Jason had already died. So unless you wanna go with the idea that Jason actually at most was Robin for a few months and ignore every other story with him as Robin that was then just supposed to be read as being set after Batman #416/Nightwing: Year One.....its made fairly clear that even without us being actually shown on panel the first time Jason called Dick or Dick reached out to him again, whichever it was....I mean, one of those two definitely happened. Because otherwise you’re suggesting that Batman #416 or Nightwing: Year One were literally the ONLY times Jason and Dick even interacted, period.....because that’s the timeline. 

Every which way you look at New Earth continuity, those issues were of Dick and Jason’s FIRST encounter, and so saying this never led to any kind of bonding between them after that because Dick didn’t pick up or Jason died before he could use the number....like, it basically implies that Dick and Jason only met once the entire time Jason lived with Bruce and was Robin, and has there ever been any interaction between them after Under The Red Hood that suggests these are two guys who literally only met ONCE and once only, and only knew each other by reputation before that?

Nope. Because the issues that have them interacting as brothers are all still canon, the events within them are canon, and thus that relationship between them is canon. They’re just supposed to be read as having happened AFTER Dick and Jason met in the new retconned ways of Batman #416 or Nightwing: Year One....hence why the former opened with the caption: One Year Ago, and the latter was similarly just meant to retcon the specifics of their first meeting. 

But it literally doesn’t work to acknowledge Jason saying to Tim that he was a Titan too once, in reference to the two stories he teamed up with them, and then act like the parts where Dick was the complete and total opposite of an aloof, bitter asshole to him just....somehow got cut out of that story.

Its literally only fanfic that insisted on that interpretation of Dick and Jason pre-Death in the Family, (well, at least before someone told Scott Lobdell about it, I’d guess, lol, because like....I bet more than anything he just heard that fanon take and figured it made sense and ran with it because he thinks the only way for Jason to be a bad ass is if he’s hard and broody and isolated and alone, and he obviously can’t be that if his family like, loves him lfashiofhalfsh, don’t be ridiculous.”)

Anyway. Its not like I feel like everyone needs to be a Dick Grayson fan or agree he’s the best Robin or most important or even feel a need to make comparisons or rank the brothers at all.....but given that the experience of seeing a character you relate to be condemned for shit they didn’t do or unappreciated for stuff they did do IS such a hugely relatable experience and that’s WHY its such a huge fanfic trope......like, that one particular thing is always gonna be the thing in Batfamily fandom that always just makes me RAAAAAH with thwarted rage over my inability to make a mind ray gizmo that makes everyone share my opinions and nobody else’s. Knew I should have paid more fucking attention it science class.

You can write dynamics and characters any way you want, nobody’s saying you can’t, but just....when you then make a point to use actual canon to back up your takes on Jason and Tim, but revert to this fanon in order to prop up the two of them as misunderstood and unappreciated by Dick and thus they’re totally right to view his attempts to hug them or express affection as him overcompensating and feeling guilty about being an asshole before....like...

Bah. Its just really annoying to consistently see the one and only character in the Batfamily who makes a point to regularly express affection for his family and his desire for them to be more like a family....like, rewritten as this pompous douchebag that has never understood them and that’s why they’re totally justified in being written as treating him (who btw, a shit ton of his fans DO like and relate to and project upon due to his being a canon rape survivor)...like when they end up treating his attempts to show physical affection in stories like its a VIOLATION that they want no part of and he’s yet even more of an asshole for never getting this.....when there’s over a decade of comics full of Dick physically showing his affection for Tim and Tim very much appreciating it....just like Dick did the same with Jason when he was Robin, and Jason, again, was shown appreciating it, not treating it as a refusal to respect his boundaries.

That more than anything is what bugs. 

Anyway. LOL. Yeah wtf, this is literally just me thinking out loud as usual, and I stg the actual inception of this post was just me rereading TNTT #31 again today and then immediately after going to read some fic which was a Mistake as winning bingo and getting three fics in a row with a line about how like....Jason resents Dick trying to hug him on his birthday because its clear to him Dick is just overcompensating for having been an asshole to him when they were younger and like....sigh. Epic, eternal forever sigh. Oh, fandom. Why. Whyyyyyyyy.

I just....I defy anyone to look at this scan and tell me how they see anything remotely along the lines of Dick resenting Jason for replacing him and being an asshole to him because of it or at least just aloof, and Jason resenting Dick because he was aware of this and never got the approval or recognition from Dick that he wanted and needed. And again, whenever you offhandedly reference Jason having been a Titan in pre-Reboot continuity....this is what you’re referencing, meaning you’re literally saying that THIS happened every bit as much as Batman #416.

(Btw, the trouble Dick references as Jason and the Titans bailing him out of, was them rescuing him from being kidnapped and brainwashed yet again by the Church of Blood, and it revealed that they’d secretly been controlling him for over a year before that. So....its in the actual literal aftermath of THAT, that Dick offers to take the fall with Bruce to keep Jason out of trouble, and selling all that as though it was Dick’s fault. Which....sounds like pretty consistent Dick Grayson characterization to me...just saying).

[wurmss]

How I got into self shipping!

So this won't be too long of a story, hopefully!

So i didn't get into the self shipping comunity till back on November 4th, but i have been self shipping ever since i was back in middle school. It was more self inserting myself into the worlds i enjoyed and that made me happy, to interact with people who were my friends since back in middle school i didn't have any friends and I didn't have social media, plus I couldn't ever leave my house on my own.

I would be self inserting myself into the worlds of mlp, fnaf, digimon and pokemon where whenever i got home from school I would hop into bed and happily join one of those worlds with my self insert, i vaguely did start to self ship then, Specificly with the Marionette and wizardmon (even with at one point one of my ocs)

Eventually as I got into highschool i left most of those worlds behind and ended up gaining "self cringe" knowing that thinking those things would be "uncool" and of course "cringey" of me. it wasn't until as of late 2018 when Deltarune came out, I was already a fan of undertale and to see that this was free? I played it, and well I slowly ended up really liking a certain tall blue old english man that you all already know well, I talked about it on discord in a group of 3 friends, two of them being @princeaffections and @gayboyselfinserts friends I've been with for so long who already self shipped.

I eventualy got the balls thanks to them to join the comunity and I wanna say that I'm glad I did, this comunity is so nice and accepting (despite the times with some people messing with my friends and other people). Overtime I've gotten rid of most of my "self cringe" thanks to just drawing alot of self ship content and sometimes talking about it. When It was just Rouxls as my only romantic f/o for awhile, he was the reason i started drawing again after months and months of no motivation to do so.

I can't forget also the amazing friends I made when joining the comunity (who i should totaly talk to more!! I'm sorry I haven't talked to you all in awhile) @come-along-here-and-spin-with-me , @dorkyfictionalother , @comic-books-and-snipers !!! I may be forgetting some other usernames atm but!! everyone who've I've interacted with are absolutely amazing and feel free to message me, I think about guys still and need to get around to talk to you all again

Another thing is thank you @seaselfships (an amazing and fun girl btw) for making a small little discord with some people where i just dumped so much stuff there since i usualy hang out on discord more lol. AND ALSO Becoming close friends in nearly a month with @queenieboo22 !! She's so funny and good and dragged me into donkey kong country!

I also just wanna say big thank you to these users too, although we've rarely interacted/not at all your like, iconic and the ones who i remember in the self shipping comunity!@lildreamysoul , @iselfshipnerd , @star-platinums-wife , @plucky-belmondo and the one girl who started the self shipping positivity day @robotarmjokes !!

I also wanted to thank all my followers with being so patient and suportive even though recently I haven't been posting much content as of recent due to life stuff affecting me. I'm still around and I hope to get more active on here again like I was when I first started 2 and a half months ago!

Here's to the new year for the self shipping comunity and hope that it'll be a good one for everyone! I hope to possibly make more friends in this community and to hopefuly stop being so nervous to interact!! ♡♡♡

[derryhawkins]

Growing Fame (2/??)

summary: A modern AU where the losers are semi-famous for different things, and when they all run into each other at a certain event, all of their fans go bat-shit crazy – wanting the seven to spend more time together. What they didn’t expect even more than that, though, was a well-known and mean journalist to write bad reviews on them all. Their growing fame could soon shrink, they quickly realized. warnings: nothing, really; swearing pairings: benverly; the rest is undecided a/n: btw they’re all around the ages of 20-21 in this fic. Except for Georgie, he’s like 13. If there are any spelling mistakes, I’ll make sure to fix it up as soon as I can.

word count is 2.6k

CH 1 | CH 2 | CH 3

First Meetings and Greetings

“We’re gonna be late!”

“You’ll live, Eddie, chill out.”

“Why do we have to get Georgie anyway?”

Bill glanced to the passenger’s seat of the car where Stan was sitting and then behind him some as Eddie’s head appeared between the two seats. He quickly looked back to the road and said, “Mom told him we’re going to comic con and Georgie has always wanted to go, so she called me and basically forced me to come pick him up. He just wants to meet Princess Merida from Brave and a few Marvel characters.”

“Isn’t he, like, six?” Eddie asked.

“Thirteen,” the two up front replied in unison.

Eddie shrugged and looked down at his costume. Right after picking up Georgie, they were going straight to comic con. It wasn’t too far of a drive but he wasn’t looking forward to sitting down for a long while in a skin tight, red, and blue suit. He was Peter Parker, Spider-Man, one of his favorite Marvel characters. He then looked over at Stan who hadn’t dressed; he just wanted to hang out there with his friends and record a few things and talk to a few fictional characters. Eddie then looked at Bill. The guy was wearing a Flash suit.

“Is Georgie doing a costume?” Eddie asked.

“Peter Pan,” Bill said simply, though Eddie and Stan could hear the fond amusement.

Stan looked over at Bill and cracked a smile at seeing him smiling to himself. Eddie looked over as well and grinned; it was clear as day that Bill Denbrough loved his little brother immensely. “That’s cute - forever young,” Stan said.

“He claims they look exactly alike.”

“They kinda do, actually,” Eddie pointed out.

Bill rolled his eyes, “Tell Georgie that and he’ll love you forever.”

The short boy grinned. “Doesn’t sound too bad.”

The rest of the drive to the Denbrough’s house was filled with the radio playing music constantly and Stan filming a short portion of the drive, explaining what was happening for the vlog he would be putting up later. Time went by rather quickly as the three boys goofed off with each other. Stan even cracked a few jokes. Because of their actions, and their joyfulness, the three boys felt as if the drive went by in a blur. By the time Bill pulled up into his parent’s driveway, their cheeks were red and hurting from laughing and grinning so much. Bill honked the horn as he rolled down his window. He yelled out as the door opened.

“Hiya, Georgie!” He grinned and waved, half hanging out of the car. (Eddie and Stan both got pictures of it).

“Hey, Billy!” The kid yelled back as he ran to the car, clad in a Peter Pan costume, after hugging their mother who had shouted for the boys to drive safely. 

Once Bill’s kid brother was fasted down in the seat beside Eddie, and after waving to their mother, Bill backed out of the driveway and left for comic con. It didn’t take long for Eddie to go back to freaking out about possibly being late, or Stan to try to fix his slightly crooked clothes, or for Georgie to yell at Bill to play his favorite songs. Between talking about how they couldn’t be late, Eddie talked to Georgie about random, small things and laughed when the kid pouted about hating a song that played. It was a crazy ride there, Bill will admit that.

Mike and Ben entered the building with wide grins on their faces. They both were dressed as characters from Marvel; Mike had a costume of Miles Morales’ Spider-Man and Ben was fully dressed as Peter Quill, Star Lard. Together they walked around and socialized. Mike had taken off the mask and held it tightly in one of his hands as he walked. Ben twirled the fake gun in his hands and a walk man on his hip, the earbuds wrapped around his neck. Once in a while, a kid would run up with their parents and ask for a picture with them both. They also got stopped because people recognized them from the Internet.

It made them smile even more; it made them even more ecstatic of being there.

“You should play the walk man and dance around like he does in the movie,” Mike suggested to Ben as they past a booth, dodging running teenagers.

“Uh, no thanks,” Ben chuckled nervously.

“Dude, step out of your shell! Star Lord isn’t a shy hermit, B.” Mike pulled out his phone then to check his messages. He smiled at seeing a text from his mom, and he tried to swipe it to answer the message but because of the cloth around his fingers he was unable to. He glowered and shoved the phone to Ben for him to answer it for him.

Ben laughed and grabbed the phone, replied to the message, and then gave the device back. As Mike muttered a thanks, he said, “I’m not really Peter Quill, okay? Just plain old Ben.”

“Plain old Ben who’s had girls all over him!”

“Only because I lost weight and gained muscle instead.”

“Okay, that means you are Peter Quill. You know how played him? Chris Pratt! Pratt was fat once upon a time and now he’s hot as hell. You two are the same, man, just let out your inner Peter Quill.” Mike patted his old college roommate’s shoulder and gave a kind, reassuring smile. “Or Chris Pratt, whichever comes first. The ladies love ‘em both.”

The slightly shorter male rolled his eyes but a thankful smile formed. “I’ll try my best,” he sighed.

“Great!”

Thirty minutes later Mike was trying to get Ben to talk to a pretty red head dressed as Poison Ivy from DC’s comic universe. Ben was more than hesitant to go over to her and talk, especially because tall male with curly dark hair dressed up as Deadpool stood beside her. Mike kept on reassuring him that they weren’t dating; Ben didn’t buy it one bit. It was a back and forth bickering between the two friends as Mike occasionally shoved Ben in the girl’s direction, only for him to shout in protest and stand his ground.

“Ben! Look, that’s Richie Tozier from The Records, okay, he’s fucking single! He broke up with his girl a month ago. The red head is his best friend!”

“Okay, no, that can’t be the dude from The Records.”

“You don’t even listen to them, let alone know what they all look like.”

The light haired male simply stared. Mike let out a sigh and rubbed a hand over his face before looking back to Ben.

“Okay, look, here’s the plan-,”

“Dude.”

“-we both go over there but I do the talking. Mostly to Richie about music shit. You converse with the girl,” he explained, “Got it?”

Once again, Ben simply stared. Though, a few seconds of silence later, he sighed in defeat. He knew Mike wasn’t going to let the situation go, especially if the guy was in fact who Mike said he was. The Records were growing with fame everyday, especially since they got signed, and Mike was quick to join in on the hype some months ago. They were good, Ben has to admit, just not his type of music. Ben eventually gave Mike the ‘okay’ and regretted it instantly as Mike happily led the way.

Shit, she’s prettier up close, Ben thought to himself as he stopped in front of the two strangers. Mike instantly started talking to Richie after they introduced themselves, and Ben nervously greeted the girl he learned to be Beverly Marsh. Despite going as a DC villain, Beverly was sweet and easy going. She wasn’t too intimidating at all, Ben realized as they conversed about how fun comic con was, and he was a bit grateful he gave into Mike.

They all seemed to talk for a while. Occasional Mike and Richie would bump into Bev’s and Ben’s conversation and vice versa. It was smooth. Not many awkward pauses, something Ben was happy about. It wasn’t until Richie gave a short and loud shout after checking his buzzing phone when Ben and Beverly actually stopped talking. Richie’s hand went to Beverly’s elbow as he pressed his phone to his ear.

“Big Bill is here, Bev!” He shouted enthusiastically. A large grin on his face.

Ben and Mike stared in confusion at the sudden excitement. Meanwhile, Beverly grinned back. She knew of Bill; she butted in on Richie’s and Bill’s FaceTime call once a month or so back. He was a kind young man, Bev will give him that. 

“Really?” She asked.

“Fuck yeah- Bill?! Where the fuck are you, man?” Richie talked into the phone as he let go of Beverly’s elbow, finally. He moved to the side some, too.

“Who’s Bill?” Mike asked the redhead as Richie talked a million words per second to the Bill guy on the phone.

“Richie’s best friend,” Beverly said, “They’re super close and haven’t seen each other in, like, seven months.”

“I couldn’t imagine not seeing this guy for that long,” Mike said. He patted Ben’s shoulder and they grinned at one another.

“Same here, man,” Ben said. “Is it the same with you and Richie?”

“Dude’s like my brother, but yeah,” she laughed.

“Guys!” Richie wrapped his arms around Mike and Beverly, and used his closest hand to Ben to softly nudge him in the shouder. “You wanna meet Bill Denbrough?”

The three stared at each other for a moment before back at Richie. A chorus of agreements followed soon after even though Mike and Ben had no clue who Bill Denbrough was. But nonetheless they followed an excited Richie Tozier. Sure enough, they got stopped a couple of times because of Richie’s growing fame; actually, because of all their fame. Each of them got stopped at least once as they made the trek to wherever Richie’s best friend was. None of them minded it. They actually loved it.

The curly headed male moved around people as he walked as he searched for the familiar brown, red-ish hair of his best friend. Richie was pretty tall, so it was easy for him to look over people; it also helped that Bill was on the tall side as well. Soon enough, Richie noticed the familiar head of hair and didn’t hesitate to run to the boy. Beverly groaned and complained as Richie took off running and Mike just laughed; he didn’t hear anything from Ben, but he was sure the guy made an facial expression of sorts.

The instant Richie got close enough, he tackled Bill Denbrough in a hug from behind. One arm over one of Bill’s shoulders, the other arm over Bill’s arm; both arms held him in a tight hug. His head head went in the crook of Bill’s neck and he grinned. Bill knew instantly that it was Richie. No one else had hugged him so oddly from behind before. Plus, no one else was so touchy, either. Richie loved hugs - both getting and giving them.

“What’s up, Rich?” Bill asked with a large smile, laughing slightly as he patted Richie’s arms.

“Not seeing my best friend for seven months fucking sucks,” Richie said.

“Uh, Rich, my brother is-.”

Richie flung from Bill and looked around until he caught sight of a taller Georgie Denbrough. “Georgie!” He shouted. There was no denying the fact that Richie loved the two Denbrough brothers; everyone else standing around them could tell exactly that.

“Richie!” Georgie shouted back and rushed to hug the older boy.

After pulling away from the smaller Denbrough’s hug, Richie leaned on the short male beside Bill. His arm rested on the unknown guy’s shoulder. “So, let’s do some introductions, yeah?”

“Get the fuck off of me,” the short guy snapped out and shoved Richie’s elbow off of him.

“Eddie, stop saying the f-bomb around my brother,” Bill said.

“Your mom was saying the complete opposite last night, cutie.” He winked and smirked, making the other boy groan and roll his eyes.

“Beep beep, Richie,” once again, it came from Bill.

For the next twenty minutes, introductions were said and the group of eight talked among themselves. Everyone got along pretty well. The occasional “fuck off” was thrown at Richie from Eddie Kaspbrak or Stan Uris, but still the two boys found some humor in what the singer joked about. It wasn’t until, though, that Ben noticed the absence of a certain thirteen year old boy that everyone realized they weren’t a group of eight. It was a group of seven.

Bill instantly started freaking out. Where the fuck could he had disappeared to? He couldn’t be the reason his brother was kidnapped. His parents would  be devastated, including him. Richie calmed his best friend down enough to say they should all split up and search for Georgie. And that’s how a Jedi, the Flash, two Spider-Men, Deadpool, Star Lord, and Poison Ivy started yelling the kid’s name as they searched everywhere they could in the building.

Thankfully, though, it didn’t take long at all to find Georgie. He had ran off in excitement at seeing someone cosplaying as Princess Merida that he simply bolted without telling the others around him. The rest of the time they were there, they walked around as a group and hung out. It was amazing how easily they all got along, even with the occasional ‘beep beep, Richie’ from Bill or Beverly when the guy had almost gone too far with saying something.

It was also almost like a train wreck around them as well. Not a bad one, if that makes any sense; but a train wreck where they were all just goofing around and sometimes causing a scene within the crowds with how loud they got. (No thanks to Richie or Georgie or Eddie).

“Where do you guys live from here?” Bill asked.

“Rich and I are just thirty minutes away,” Beverly answered.

“Two hours,” Mike said for himself and Ben. “You guys?”

“Forty-five minutes, an hour at most,” Eddie said.

“Why?” Ben asked.

Bill shrugged and carefully watched as Georgie fumbled with a toy of sorts he had gotten earlier, trying to open the box it came in. He then looked back up to the others. “Just wondering. Maybe we could all hang out? You’re pretty fun to be around with,” he explained.

Stan raised an eyebrow but it quickly went back down as he said, “I agree, honestly. Even Trashmouth over here isn’t so bad.”

“Trashmouth, that’s a new one,” Richie laughed.

“I’m surprised,” Eddie said. Richie looked at him and flashed him a smile. The shorter male just shook his head and looked away.

“Yeah, you guys are pretty cool,” Ben said.

“Even though I’m literally the only girl here, I actually don’t mind being with you. So I will fu- freaking love it if we hung out again,” Beverly quickly corrected herself to not say the f-bomb around Georgie, even though she was pretty sure he had probably heard it from a few strangers at comic con.

“Then it’s settled!” Richie yelled. He threw his arms around the two people beside, which happened to be Beverly and Bill. “Let’s all exchange numbers and figure out a day to hang out so we can get to know each other better!”

And that’s exactly what they did. Well, actually, Beverly got a pen and a random piece of balled up paper from her bag and wrote down everyone’s numbers. Once she was done with that, the seven took a picture of the piece of paper so they could all add the numbers in later.

TAG LIST: @cupcakeatl @howellhxlic

[selfpityandporn]

Rant- Okay, #1, fuck you. You started a fight and now like everything you’ve been a cunt about is fucking coming back and pissing me off. But lets just keep to I dunno, this week.

I literally had to fight both of you, "adults" just to take OUR cat to the vet, cause your fucking cheap and in goddamn denial, thats right GODDAMN, I can say that, because fuck you I can. I don't care if it uses gods name in vain, since when did you give a shit about god any way, considering the absolute shit storm you've given me for the last 4 years about going to church you didn't know anything about.

I fight just to get this cat to vet, long story short she's deathly sick. And I'm not complaining about taking care of her, I'm happy too, I will wipe her ass everyday long as she gets to be here, cause I love her and she's family. But the fact that I literally have to fight you just to get her fucking .70 food is GODDAMN ridiculous, god forbid her flea or ear mite medicine to keep her from scratching the blood out of herself. But I'm dollering you to death, and I'm a selfish peice of shit, excuse the fucking shit outta me.

Also, thanks for literally not helping me with her at FUCKING ALL. Like I said, I'm just happy she's alive, but honestly you wanna talk about how much you love her, and care about her, but you wont help me get the right food, and can't even take care of her. Our kitty was so sick she couldn't even move, so she had to be carried. I didn't want to take her to my room, because theres fucking shit and insulation everywhere from our shower breaking and dad still not cleaning up or fixing it, and I can't clean it up without getting bitched out. But god forbid we put her in your room, really? It's clean, your rooms not as hot, and you have a place to put her, but your terrified she's gonna pee or something, really? Your lucky she's fucking alive, I got pissed on taking her to the vet. Why, BECAUSE SHES SICK AND CANT HELP IT. I didn't get mad, I cleaned it up LIKE A FUCKING ADULT. You won't help me carry her when I'm trying to get her food, you don't want her in the living room. I could go on and on, you get the idea, I'm happy my cats alive, but fuck you for not helping me help her. SHE NEEDS US, your dropping the goddamn ball.

Lets get to today, the snapper of this, cause honestly this HAS SO MUCH SHIT, from you calling me a whore, accusing me of shit, not teaching me how to drive, cussing me out, not coming to my school stuff, thats might be a fucking tenth of all the shit that has been frustrating me. BECAUSE YOUR SUPPOSED TO BE AN ADULT, AND A PARENT, YOUR SUPPOSED TO HELP ME BUT INSTEAD YOU HAVE YOUR HEAD STUCK UP YOUR ASS.

We had our little family trip today, it was going so well. Till we were almost home, everyones in the car. Like usual you and dad are smoking like fucking trains and I can't fucking breathe, god forbid I roll down my window to satisfy MY HUMAN FUCKING NEED FOR OXYGEN. That wasn't the biggest issue, no the biggest issue is when you decided to fun your fucking mouth cussing me. Make such a huge fucking deal out of literally nothing. And when I say big deal, I mean on and on and on for 30 goddamn minutes. And any time it got quiet, YOU KEPT FUCKING YAPPING. I literally put my ear buds in, and ignored you. I didn't keep arguing, till you were LITERALLY SCREAMING SO LOUD I COULD HEAR YOU OVER MY ROARING TRAP MUSIC. Then I retaliate, you tell me to just shut the fuck up, the conversations over. FUCK YOU, I STOPPED TALKING 30 GODDAMN MINUTES AGO, YOUR THE DUMB FUCK THAT KEEPS GODDAMN TALKING.

And then, you pissed me off. Lets jump to last week. I got my first credit card, why? Because my laptop broke, I needed another for my online classes, we as a family were too broke to buy it. I understand that, I took it into my own hands. Then, you tried to start a fight, cause I didn't wanna go an extra 200+ into debt getting my little brother, WHO IS LITERALLY 8 a fucking laptop. You started a fight, because I refused to buy and 8 year old, a laptop, on my credit. Which oh by the way I know you would have never payed me back for, because your you and I've learned this lesson literally a dozen times, but your my mom so I keep letting you borrow my christmas money (I might get like, $60 each year, which is all I get from my family members, she "borrows" Then, will get her taxes, blow them and not pay me back, and guilt trip me about literally buying me stuff for my birthday at tax time, anyways) You tried to start a fight over that, then literally tried to put words in my mouth, saying I said I'd get him one. No, I didn't. I said I wish I could, I want him to learn how to type, but my line of credit is only $500, my laptop it's self was $250, the rest I was trying to save for emergencies, cause I knew we were fucking broke.

Now, I'm not on a rabbit trail, this ties in I promise. The day I got my laptop, we had went in Walmart to look, you said you were gonna get a handful of groceries while I looked, alright. I didn't get a laptop there, we go to leave. You ask me to pay for the groceries. I told you I didn't want to on credit, but how much is it? "Oh only like $20, I only got a few." Checked out, it was like $40. I got it anyways, and just asked that when you had the money, (She's literally getting a 1000+ check for her 401k in like, a week) if you could give me some for the upcoming comic con. (Comic con is a big deal for me, I cosplay, I go with my best friend and her family, I literally look forward to it all year. Most of the time I go, I'm usually broke, except for the last few cause I had a job until about a month before all this, whole other rant, anyways) So I was like cool, it sucks I'm another 40$ in the hole, but she knows how much con means to me, she'll give me it back. Then, I get my laptop. Back to the 8yr old brother thing, he literally has broken like 5+ tablets, my tv, and 3 phones alright. He gets mad, will throw them, scream curse words at them. It's ridiculous, literally didn't want to throw away $200+ I DIDNT HAVE on a brat who was gonna destroy it, along with my parents not knowing how to use it, neither does he so they expect me to fix LITERALLY everything, which is so annoying, cause then, he breaks it, its somehow on me. Anyways.

I was nice enough to lay away the laptop for you, another $30 I didn't have, but it got you off my fucking back. You also said you'd give me that back for con. I just wanna put in here, that when I got my job and actually had hours, I took my family out to dinner every paycheck, bought them stuff. Genuinely tried to not be selfish, Literally I think the only big thing I bought myself was my cosplay that I had wanted for like, years. But then my hours got cut, I was working literally 5 hours a week. I might have made $30-$40 for the majority of my employment, an with that I iterally saved up to take my friend out for her birthday and buy myself bedsheets, and still tried to take us out to eat, cause we got to do it as a family. But during this she was literally acting like, I had to pay for anything and everything. I needed to go to town for school, "You got gas money?" I asked for a few dollers so I could eat at work/before works, "Can't you buy it yourself?" Like, I would have HAPPILY if I had it, but I didn't, and your literally my mom, can you not drive me to school? Help me buy lunch, like WTfff?

And, today. Oh today, after you cussed and cussed and fucking cussed, I put my earbuds in and leave it alone, I DIDN"T SAY ANYTHING BACK, even though I know your still talking trash. I pause my musics just so I can hear you.

"Just wait till the next time you need something from me! Just fucking wait, and you can forget about your goddamn comic con money, go get a fucking job!."....................................................

I'm sorry, excuse me? Did I just fucking hear that correctly? See, I'm not a bad person, I don't believe so. But I fucking mentally snapped. I literally spent hours the other week helping her find another job, putting in her application. I can't get a job, because in the past fucking year and half she hasn't taken, and no exageration, more than 20 minutes to try to teach me how to drive, and not not only are you refusing to give me to the money you deadass owe me. But I. I need to get. A . God. Damn. Job.???????

At first, I handled it like a child, a child who loves their mother. "I don't care, I'll have fun without a fucking dime to my name." Then, my ass adulted, silently, excuse me. Excuse me, I don't think I heard that correctly, you not only are tryna sit there and cuss me, TELL ME TO GET A JOB, and, oh and, try to refuse the money you took from me?

I really, ya know, I really don't think thats gonna work. Cause see here, asshat, I have all your credit card info, all your social shit cause you don't know how to do a fucking job application, and, oh and, a cold GODDAMN shoulder. So heres how this is gonna work darlin, the day of con will come, and you will either give me my money (I didn't even ask for the full $70 btw, I said maybe like $40.) But you will either now give me all $70, or I will slip your card from your wallet, while your in your smokin drunken stooper, and frankly, cruelly, hold it fucking hostage till you #1Give me my fucking money, and #2 Fucking apologize, and admit you tried to do me so goddamn shitty. And if I don't think that apology is good enough, I'll take my money on my own and you will have disappointed me. I gave so many chances for redemption, and I still am.

But honestly this is prolly my fucking snapping point cause you have insulted me and frustrated me enough. I am 18, I am trying to adult, with no help from you, if anything more fight. Between finishing my senior year by my fucking self, to the stupid job shit, to omg, all the college shit she was supposed to help me with that I had to do on my own, to our poor cat which I'm trying to nurse off the fucking death bed single handedly, to literally not being able to get a job because of you, to you now more than likely ruining my credit, cussing me out, and just being an absolute pain in my goddamn ass along with every fucking thing else I am having to do on my own.

So, excuse me, fuck you. Get the fuck out of my way. You will NOT stand between me and the things I have earned and strive to get. In fact, no one will. You wanna be fucking petty, and fucking rude? Don't get made at me for winning a game you goddamn started :) K, thanks.