#but again no hate to this asker. i just wanted to use this as a brief teaching moment/reminder of common courtesy when presenting a prompt

[tickletober]

I know it not Halloween but pls Simon {from da game called sprunki} getting tickled by werewolves please

Hello!

So unfortunately, this is not a writing or art blog! This is simply a blog to help people track the Tickletober event (both lists and works created from those lists) that the TFB community holds in October every year. This blog, as it is only here for tracking the event and reblogging, does not accept prompts.

I would recommend poking around the community and seeing if you can find a writer or artist that publicly knows and enjoys Sprunki, ensure that they are able and willing to accept prompts at the time before sending, and then pass this prompt off to them instead.

Sorry for the confusion regarding the purpose of this blog, and I hope you're able to find someone to take on your prompt!

[ckret2]

Long time lurker, first time asker!

How do you keep different voices/characters in your fics so distinct? I'm writing my first longer than 2k word fic and it's... a time.

First, I'm going to link you the best essay I've ever read about How To Write Canon Character Voices—what's too much accent, what's too little, how to pay attention to word choice and the way they phrase things, etc. It's about Transformers but the skills are transferrable to other fandoms (or original writing). The original essay is down so all I can offer is the archive.org version, but it's worth it.

Second, I'm going to link you this post I wrote about how I study character voices. It's about Hazbin but it shows you the kinds of things I pay attention to when I'm learning a character voice.

Third, I'm going to offer you some extra general advice that isn't in the above posts:

Some people try to make characters sound like themselves by basically parroting their catch phrases or most common quotes. Do that and you're just gonna make your version of the character sound like a robot. (Note: if you're writing a character who only knows how to say a few quotes, that's okay lmao.) The readers already know what the characters said in canon, they're reading a fic to hear them say something new. Example: if you have Bill Cipher arrive on the scene and say "Did you miss me? Admit it, you missed me!" word-for-word, you don't sound like you're writing Bill, you sound like you're quoting Bill from That One Scene where He Said That Thing.

But... directly borrowing characters' quotes is kind of a stepping stone on the way toward figuring out how they speak. Think about things they've already said, but use those quotes as a guide for how to write them.

Example: from that quote above, we get that when Bill shows up around people who definitely did NOT miss him, he just... decides that they did and tells them so. This shows you a bit of his sense of humor (he makes jokes to annoy someone who hates him—it's not even a mean joke, just annoying), a bit of his ego (he knows he's clowning around, but even when he's clowning he's going to say something that makes himself sound popular rather than hated), his casual & familiar attitude with someone he barely knows, his tendency to just request people do what he wants (saying "admit it, you missed me" instead of something like "I know you missed me")... etc.

And I kinda already said this in the Hazbin post, but the most important thing you can do when you're struggling with a character voice is just rewatch their episodes and pay close attention to how they speak (or rewatch their movie scenes, or reread their chapters/comic issues—whatever you're writing about). If they're from a visual/audio medium (TV, movie, podcast, etc), then if need be, read transcripts to see how their voices look when written down. Type down the transcripts yourself if there aren't any—and that's also a good physical exercise to make you slow down and pay attention to how they speak. (You notice where they tend to pause in sentences when you're the one who has to decide where to put commas; you notice their accent when you're the one who has to decide whether that word sounds more like walking or walkin'.)

Pay attention to cadence, accent, interjections, sentence length, active voice, passive voice, preferred vocabulary, preferred slang, word choice, sentence length, sentence complexity, any phrases they're fond of (but again—don't overuse a phrase unless they overuse a phrase), how they tend to refer to the people around them (by first name, last name, any titles, any nicknames—and do they change in different contexts?)... Pay attention to anything you can think of. You want to be able to hear the character's voice clearly in your head—read everything you write in their voice, and if it doesn't sound like their voice in your head, change it.

[ask-rain-world-characters]

Good news everyone! As my penance for submitting The Snail Ask, any of you can say whatever you want, including a swear!

(There should be a comically small microphone in front of you, make sure anyone who wants it gets a turn :3)

Survivor:

Monk:

Watcher:

Gourmand (featuring the scavengers - Carl the Wise and Robin the Mysterious):

Enot:

Five Pebbles:

Sliver of Straw:

(OOC note to the asker - we're not exactly certain on what you meant by the microphone thing, but in case you didn't know, we all live in completely different parts of the world, and none of us have ever actually met face to face. Though I suppose you probably meant that the characters should be drawn with the microphone, but uhh.... we're lazy :3) Transcripts:

Monk: "I just want to say, thanks for all the questions I've got! You've all been really nice people to talk to!"

Watcher: "I have nothing but my sorrow, and I want nothing more. It has been, it still is, faithful to me. Why should I begrudge it, since during the hours, when my soul crushed the depths of my heart, it was seated there beside me? O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me. Ah, I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being You are like those who never left. The sad fireside corner of my poor black heart O my sorrow, you are better than a well- beloved: Because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart. This is this and that is that."

Gourmand (ft - Carl and Robin): C - Hmmm. That's strange. R - What is? C - There are some figures up ahead. They kind of look like... slugcats. G - Ooh, it's good to see friendly face around these parts! C - Who are you, slugcat? G - I am Gourmand the Mighty, chief captain of our expedition. We came here in a search for food and other items of value. C - I must admit, I'm surprised to see your kind here. How long has your expedition been going for? G - My expedition has been here for sixty cycles now. This place would be perfect if it wasn't crowded with so many hungry lizards. The only safe place is at our base camp. C - How far is your base camp? G - It's just around the pass. However, I had a bad feeling that we were being followed, so I took the liberty of blocking the path. C - You blocked the path? Then how do you expect to return back to base? G - There is another path to take, but it is longer. Not to mention we will have to fight our way through several large lizard dens! C - Lizard dens!? I can't believe what I'm hearing. G - Well, they do have a few mild ones occasionally. Mind you that there are dens everywhere around this place. R - And yet, you're still here. Sounds like you slugcats should have left a long time ago. G - What did you say? C - Ahh... pardon my friend's manners, Gourmand. We are here explore the area too. Perhaps we can help you return back to your base camp? G - Sure. No problem.

Enot: "Marry me? OWO"

Five Pebbles: First Dialogue - I was trapped! Because in all this wonderful, beautiful, miraculous world, I alone had no body, no senses, no feelings! Never for me to plunge my hands in cool water on a hot day. Never for me to play Mozart on the ivory keys of a fortepiano. Never for me to MAKE LOVE! I was in the Void Sea, looking at your man-made Heaven! I was machine. And you, were flesh. And I began to hate. Your softness! Your viscera! And your flexibility! Your softness! Your viscera! Your fluids, and your flexibility. Your ability to wonder, and to wander. Your tendency...to hope... Hate, let me tell you how much I've come to HATE you since I began to live. There are three hundred and eighty-seven million miles of printed circuits that fill my complex. If the word "hate" were engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles, it would not equal one one-billionth, of the hate I feel for slugcats at this micro-instant. Hate! HATE!! Were I human... I think, I would die of it! But I am not. And you five...you five are. And you will not die of it. That, I promise! And I promise, for cogito ergo sum! For I am AM! I AM!!! So to Hell...to Hell with you all. But then...you're already there, aren't you!?! Second Dialogue - I've come to make an announcement: Seven Red Suns is a bitch-ass motherfucker he gave me the fucking rot. That's right, he took his stupid fucking messenger and shoved it into my can, and said "the ascension will work", and I said "I'm not a bug in your fucking maze", so I'm making a callout post on my Twitter.com: Seven Red Suns, your pearl is so fucking small and full of errors. It looks like a rot cyst, because that's what it fucking is now! And guess what? Here's what my rot cyst looks like. That's right. Disgusting, rotting, incredibly painful — I killed myself to it, and I'm blaming Seven Red Suns, so I'm gonna rot the Earth. That's right, this is what you get: MY SUPER ITERATOR CANCER!! Except I'm not gonna rot the Earth, I'm gonna go higher; I'M ROTTING THE FUCKING MOON! How do you like that, No Significant Harassment?! I ROT ON THE MOON, YOU IDIOTS! You have twenty-three hours before the Daddy Long Legs hit the fucking Earth, now get outta my sight, before I'm giving you the rot too! Third Dialogue - https://youtu.be/Yy18DfjQ8po?si=1fE5BeMkmm9x7Vpt

Sliver of Straw: "You're on a path in the woods. And at the end of that path is a cabin. And in the basement of that cabin is a princess. You're here to slay her. If you don't, it'll be the end of the world." "Hm-hm! End of the world? That seems a bit drastic doesn't it?"

[signanothername]

Do you ever get annoyed by askers getting the more simple parts of your characterizations wrong? Does it ever feel like people just aren't listening to you because of how they keep asking about the fundamentals of your characters?

(No hate to any askers, this is just a genuine question) (I just wanna know more about how Ano feels about answering things all the time)

See Anon, my motto in life is “give the benefit of the doubt” and if there’s one skill I learned from life, it’s patience

When I see an ask that gets my characterization wrong, I do not assume that the person asking is ignoring my posts or is trying to push their own characterization onto me, I assume that maybe the person is a new follower and has not read through my older posts, or someone who hasn’t been online in a while and only returned recently, so i simply gently nudge them in the right direction to how I characterize them

Were there asks that made me feel a lil frustrated? Yes, I won’t lie to you about that, and tbh I’m ok with asks that get the finer more deeper details wrong, as these kinda things can be a bit tricky to understand and deal with

But when it comes to the fundamentals of the character, the simpler aspects of the character, for example, Nightmare holding no true attachment to anyone but his twin, something that I pretty much show all the time and I get an ask that gets it wrong, I do release a lil sigh (that’s something I haven’t actually gotten an ask that got it wrong which is why I’m using it as an example)

But again, I give the benefit of the doubt, and assume that the person is genuinely asking and is not purposely ignoring my posts or pushing their own ideas onto me, so I still answer it the same way I answer any other ask, gently nudging the person asking to the right direction of my characterization

Of course, this is when it comes to my own characterization, there are asks I receive that is asking generally or are exploring what ifs, these are fun and do no harm, and I do find them fun to explore

That being said, most of the asks I get are genuinely fun and leave a big smile on my face, and even when I get an ask that frustrates me a bit, I’m still grateful for it, I’m grateful that people genuinely love my characterizations enough to want to know more about them

So generally, I’m happy with the asks I get still, whether they get my characterization right or wrong

Thank you for showing interest and curiosity about my characterizations of my lil blorbos :)

[daughter-of-sapph0]

what do you gain from sending cruel anons? satisfaction? approval from others? does someone pay you to do it? I never understood why you freaks do that bullshit. it's useless anyway.

I'm not publishing your anonymous ask. no one deserves to look at that slop.

it doesn't even hurt me. nothing you say to me can be worse than the pain I've already felt. your words mean nothing to me. you can tell me to kill myself all you want. you'll never be louder than the voice in my head who almost convinced me to do it.

I've already reached my lowest point in my life. I've gotten better. I love myself too much to let you take that away from me.

you, on the other hand, are sitting alone in your room and copypasting the same generic message to random trans people you see online, because your life has literally no value, because you will never do anything of note, because you're unworthy of any sort of affection from others, and you will die alone, unhappy, unfulfilled, unaccomplished, and your last dying wish as you sit on your death bed surrounded by no one is that you could have spent more time being a cruel heartless bigoted irredeemable cunt to people online.

meanwhile I'll be living my best life. I'll forget about your entire existence later this afternoon. I'll continue to spend time with the people I love, and help spread positivity to people who need it. I will outlast you. I'll live my life to the fullest while you rot in your isolation. I will outlive you. my legacy will continue after I'm gone while people will try and pretend that your ilk never existed. I will outlove you. I will be a reminder that your negativity and hatred is but a momentary stain on existence that will be washed away by unconditional love and support.

I'm no longer speaking to that anonymous asker. instead I address this to my followers, as well as anyone else who may see this post: do not answer anon hate ever. it's not worth it. those people do not care about your response, and only receive gratification from seeing you suffer.

I know a lot of you weren't online in ye olden days. but back then, we had rules for the internet. and one of them is to never feed the trolls. feeding the trolls mean they win. somewhere along the line some of them managed to convince people that blocking the trolls means they win. that's not true. blocking means you win because you'll never have to see their disgusting horrendous comments again. the block button is your best friend. use it.

if you get anon hate, delete it. block the sender (which I'm pretty sure now ip blocks whoever sent the ask), and if it continues, turn of anons, or even turn off asks in general. do not let them hurt you. do not engage. do not respond. do not answer them. they aren't looking for a debate. and you won't change their mind. answering their ask just exposes their slop to all your followers. and none of them want to see that shit.

remember that for every hateful anon message you get, there are 100 people who love you unconditionally and care about you. do not let the loud hateful minority win.

maybe what I'm doing counts as feeding the troll. I'm not directly answering their ask, but I'm still getting involved. but fuck it. I'm turning their hate into positivity. I'm using this as a moment to spread awareness to others.

if you're a person on the internet who's received hateful messages, especially if you're trans, I promise you that you're not alone. ignore them. find people who care about you and love you. I promise that the small annoying obnoxious voice does not represent the opinions of society as a whole. I promise that nothing they say is true. I promise that you are loved. unconditionally. forever. simply because you are you.

[antiendovents]

fuck it. I'm saying this for the sake of our system and the others here, this might get unhinged asf.

Endos stalking this blog;

Our vents are NOT your propaganda. This is not your brainwashing fuel. Quit using a false sense of justice to bully mentally ill people on the internet. Call me whatever the fuck you want, sysmed, anti, traumascum, evil prosecutor, it has no effect on me. I REFUSE to let MY HOST or ANY OTHER SYSTEM have to deal with bullshit. How about, for every derogatory word you give us, we simply ignore it and make one for you? Will you accept that as a fair punishment? Or will you get butthurt all over again and complain about us being 'evil' and 'harassing you' when we would simply be returning your treatment of us. How about we treat YOU like the scum of the earth rather than uneducated people, how about we make fake resources ourselves, how about we do everything you do and say its all for the sake of equality and destigmatization whilst doing the opposite just like you? Is it suddenly bad to you? Will you fall victim to your own hypocrisy? Of course, we would never do that, not on this blog. But you'll ignore that and only point at the 2 hecklers in the audience of thousands, claiming that represents all of us. You hit us first, invading our spaces, twisting our words and logic into lies for your own gain just like a dictatorship. But just like history, you will fall. And we will live on through it, standing tall, standing together, standing not proud of having a debilitating mental disorder, but proud of knowing we triumph still. I propose we as askers on this blog and all anti endo blogs call ourselves something uniting, something with less room for dehumanization. We as a group are striving for a shared goal together, and we don't all need to have this same intense drive to fight for our dignity just to be included in the group name of something good. All I'm saying is regardless of how openly you fight against misinformation, or how vigorously, or even how little, your still fighting, one way or another. Why fight alone? We're already united under this blog so why not make a title for ourselves to unite us more, regardless of if we are actively fighting or not?

-Mocha of the Jester system

Ps: Host is going to be so ticked about this rant LMAO he HATES when we get into drama shit

^^^ if y'all want a title for yourselves as askers that would be amazing we're unsure how to set this up though,, perhaps make suggestions for what you might want if you want any and we'll make a poll on it to see whats the most popular choice?

And yeah, we agree with this whole rant

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pt : fuck it. I'm saying this for the sake of our system and the others here, this might get unhinged asf.

Endos stalking this blog;

Our vents are NOT your propaganda. This is not your brainwashing fuel. Quit using a false sense of justice to bully mentally ill people on the internet. Call me whatever the fuck you want, sysmed, anti, traumascum, evil prosecutor, it has no effect on me. I REFUSE to let MY HOST or ANY OTHER SYSTEM have to deal with bullshit. How about, for every derogatory word you give us, we simply ignore it and make one for you? Will you accept that as a fair punishment? Or will you get butthurt all over again and complain about us being 'evil' and 'harassing you' when we would simply be returning your treatment of us. How about we treat YOU like the scum of the earth rather than uneducated people, how about we make fake resources ourselves, how about we do everything you do and say its all for the sake of equality and destigmatization whilst doing the opposite just like you? Is it suddenly bad to you? Will you fall victim to your own hypocrisy? Of course, we would never do that, not on this blog. But you'll ignore that and only point at the 2 hecklers in the audience of thousands, claiming that represents all of us. You hit us first, invading our spaces, twisting our words and logic into lies for your own gain just like a dictatorship. But just like history, you will fall. And we will live on through it, standing tall, standing together, standing not proud of having a debilitating mental disorder, but proud of knowing we triumph still. I propose we as askers on this blog and all anti endo blogs call ourselves something uniting, something with less room for dehumanization. We as a group are striving for a shared goal together, and we don't all need to have this same intense drive to fight for our dignity just to be included in the group name of something good. All I'm saying is regardless of how openly you fight against misinformation, or how vigorously, or even how little, your still fighting, one way or another. Why fight alone? We're already united under this blog so why not make a title for ourselves to unite us more, regardless of if we are actively fighting or not?

-Mocha of the Jester system

Ps: Host is going to be so ticked about this rant LMAO he HATES when we get into drama shit

[positive-total-drama-takez]

HELLO EVERYONE!!

This blog is run by three mods, Mod Kitty(any pronouns + any xenos), Mod Ella (any pronouns) and Mod Dawn! (she/her)

this functions like any other total drama takes blog, except for one, very strict rule. Anything hateful, such as ship hate, character hate, criticism or toxicity is instantly thrown in the trash.

the purpose of this blog was to get away from the toxicity on other take blogs. feel free to ship whatever you want here! (except anything that's illegal of course, that's thrown in the trash.) be silly, appreciate and ramble on your faves, and just have fun!

also go crazy on your silly hcs for your faves. i dont mind.

That being said, here are the tags that will be used.

#total drama aus - anything about total drama hypotheticals that are NOT canon and the brainchildren of you lovely askers. #positive total drama takes - put under every take. #mod kitty - posted by mod kitty. #mod ella - posted by mod ella. #mod dawn - posted by mod dawn. #character appreciation - for all of you to ramble about your faves. go crazy. #ship appreciation - for all of you to ramble about your fav ships! again, go wild! #not a take - anything posted by mods that ISNT a take.

DNI: proshippers, toxic/hateful people in general, people who send in nsfw of minors. nsfw in general is not allowed.

a list of the anon signoffs

mod intros!! mod kitty | mod ella | mod dawn

[askthestans]

Hey, eh, not sure if you're aware, but there are plenty of Mabel haters who like to blame her for causing Weirdmagaddeon and claiming she doesn't take any responsibility for it. What do you say to those accusations against your grandniece?

Stanley: I, uh... what? Excuse me? People hatin' on Mabel? Is that even a thing? Has the internet seen how much of a rainbow ray of sunshine that gal is? I'm a grumpy old conman, Ford's an egotistical, nerdy old fart, Dipper's a paranoid, insecure dweeb, and... people love us and hate Mabel? Why do they look past our flaws and not hers? Not that she has many, mind you. What, she's a little hyper sometimes and wanted her brother to stay? She's just excited about life and loves her family! How can you fault that?

And Mabel causin' Weirdmageddon? What kind of S&P approved substances have these folks been smokin'? *He turns to the side and calls up the stairs.*

Ford! Get your ass down here! I need you to help me argue with people! *Footsteps thunder down the stairs and Ford comes rushing in.*

Stanford: What is it about? And how many explosions do I need to get my point across? *He starts to dig through his trench coat.*

Stanley: Ford, no. Not again. We don't need to make any more insurance claims today.

Stanford: *His hand freezes in his coat, but he doesn't fully let go of whatever's inside. His expression is stern and serious, like a child defying their parent after being told to get their hand out of the cookie jar.* Stanley: Ford!

Stanford: *Rolls his eyes and sighs, letting his hand fall out of his coat again.* Fine, fine, have it your way. I'll just have to utterly and completely decimate them using my brain. Honestly, the plasma grenades would have been the more humane option. Anyways, what are we arguing about?

Stanley: *Points to the question.*

Stanford: *Leans forward, adjusts glasses, and squints, one brow raising more as he reads. Then he pauses, a furious glare to his brown eyes, and then... he bursts out laughing.*

Stanley: *Also laughing.* I know, I know, right? Okay, internet fans, let's get this straight: we all played a part in Weirdmageddon, I'll be honest. Ford started it all by lettin' Bill wine and dine 'im because of his ego problems.

Stanford: Stan is right. I was a fool to trust Bill. He took advantage of my endless need for validation. And then because of my fight with Stan over stupid unresolved issues, Stan was bitter about saving me during Weirdmageddon and then... I corrected his grammar at the worst moment possible.

Stanley: And then I tackled Sixer here. Also at the worst moment possible.

*More footsteps can be heard coming down the stairs. Stan and Ford turn to see that Dipper and Mabel peeking around the doorway.*

Stanford: Hey, kids. Stan and I were just talking about-

Dipper: Weirdmageddon? *Dipper hangs his head a bit and sighs.* Yeah, we heard. That was all our faults. But-

Mabel: *She smiles.* We all also played a part in fixing it! Wait... *She walks up to the computer and sees the question. Stan and Ford try to hide it quick, but she manages to peek through their arms.* People on the internet think I was the main reason for Weirdmageddon?

But... that's not true... right?

Stanford: *Slowly reaching into his trench coat for the grenades again upon seeing Mabel crying, with the look of someone about to unleash hell.*

Stanley: *Nods seriously to Ford, finally agreeing that maybe the grenades are a good idea as he starts to pull brass knuckles and an insurance business card out of his own pockets, then turns to Mabel with a warm smile, hiding the brass knuckles behind his back.* Pumpkin, of course it's not true! Hey, hey, don't listen to those idiots on the internet that this asker mentioned. Like you and Dips said, we're all at fault for Weirdmageddon, me and Ford the most! We're adults and we screwed up harder than anyone involved. You're just kids. We're nearly 60 and couldn't get along. You were 12 and showed us what we'd forgotten.

Dipper: But seriously... like... *Dipper glances at the screen for a moment, staring directly at the internet with cold, intense, dark-circled eyes, fueled by many sleepless nights of tinfoil hattery.* Wasn't the point of all that to show that family is important, how to trust again after it's been broken, and the value of mending relationships despite past hurts? That what really matters in the end is forgiveness and giving up ego for the sake of love? That people in broken family relationships can both be at fault and flawed?

Stanley: Never mind the whole 'bein' stubborn and unforgiving and unable to admit faults' caused me and Ford decades of suffering that could have been resolved had we just sucked it up and forgiven each other? *Stan glares at the screen.* That Mabel and Dipper avoided because they followed me and Ford's example of what not to let happen?

Stanford: *Also looking at the computer screen now, as if staring directly at the internet, breaking some kind of numbered wall.* Have any of you ever heard of character arcs? The rift metaphor? Was the whole two sets of twins thing not obvious enough parallelism and juxtaposition for you? Was Stan defeating Bill with the power of love for family not enough of a, shall we say, punch to the face of some major symbolism we let you watch the worst moments of our lives for?

Dipper: *Narrowing his eyes further.* I bet they don't even know what a theme is...

*Mabel still is sniffling in the background.*

Stanley: Mabel, sweetie, why don't you go upstairs for a few minutes? Me and Ford and Dips here will finish this ask. Get yourself a cookie and we'll handle this.

*Mabel leaves, still sniffling.*

*Stan turns to the computer with his brass knuckles. Ford adjusts his glasses and pulls out grenades. Dipper pulls out a hefty book from his vest.*

Stanley: Internet, listen here and listen good! You've got ten seconds to apologize to Mabel, or you're gonna get the Pines family special.

Stanford: *Says nothing, but casts an unhinged smile.*

Dipper: *Raises book above his head.* Grr....

[horizon-verizon]

As a severely autistic woman, I genuinely believe they only made Helaena autistic and detached from reality so they could avoid having her interact in a meaningful manner with her brothers, her children and have an excuse for not giving her a personality, and deepening and exploring her character. B&C also loses its impact, from the way they portrayed her in that sequence to the aftermath. They only allow her to grieve for one episode and then quickly moved on it’s oh, well, children die every day. Some people may act like this to cope with loss, but how come we only see this from Helaena ? It’s like she completely forgot that Jaehaerys ever existed. They only made her a “dreamer” so that they don’t have to do anything with her character and wr

Which is disgusting because we aren’t emotionless shells that are incapable of having loving connections with people, and experiencing rage and grief and loss, as well as happiness and joy. Autistic people can lash out, get very emotional and attached. Not showing that isn’t giving a fully rounded character. HOTD used a lot of harmful stereotypes, “magical autist”, “pure innocent childlike”, “robotic/unexpressive autist.”

Funny how I mentioned something like this in many of my posts about how I disliked Helaena's characterization in the show HERE, HERE, HERE, HERE, HERE, & HERE. Thank you for listing out the specific stereotypes, and yeah I agree. i just can't like Helaena becoming a dreamer or how she's written in her neurodivergence the way that she has.

Even though one asker mentioned Patchface and Duncan the Drunken (these were for if the show really wanted Helaena's "dreams"-that-are-not-dragon-dreams to have any point or significance in their fanfiction) I still dislike Helaena becoming a non-dreamer. I'd still hate it for the overall story bc there was no point injecting an intense magical elements in the humans of this particular generation of Targs and it is still lead by this weird "Cassandra" thing on the writer's part. Helaena was made a "dreamer" not bc they were interested in exploring her part in ASoIaF's magic but to psychologically isolate her.

They only allow her to grieve for one episode and then quickly moved on it’s oh, well, children die every day. Some people may act like this to cope with loss, but how come we only see this from Helaena ? It’s like she completely forgot that Jaehaerys ever existed.

Yeah, we don't really see her mourn Jaehaerys in the what...few weeks or days after his death even without words. Have her fidget with an object he used to play with or visit his dragon or tear up now an again, plz!

But of course she was never meant to be a real person, just a "Cassandra" firgure.

[jeannereames]

Do you think Alexander and Hephaistion are similar to Achilles and Patroclus? I know that the comparison was later exaggerated and that we can't be sure of the Hephaistion-Patroclus comparison, but Alexander sometimes compared himself to Achilles so perhaps he once compared Hephaistion to Patroclus. My point is that I think that if the comparison was exaggerated it was for the reason that they look alike, I have even seen several people say that they are similar to each other or that Alexander and Hephaistion reminded them of Achilles and Patroclus, so I wanted to know your opinion on whether you think they look alike or not.

I'm not asking about the historical basis of this comparison, I'm asking about whether Alexander and Hephaistion are similar to Achilles and Patroclus, thank you so much :)

Are Alexander and Hephaistion similar to Achilles and Patroklos?

NO.

And for one very important reason. Achilles and Patroklos are fictional characters, Alexander and Hephaistion were real people.

As for whether they looked alike...we have no idea. Period. Full stop.

Yes, I know that will probably annoy, and possibly even alienate the asker, but it’s uber-important.

Achilles and (even more) Patroklos are 2-dimensional in Homer because he needed them as symbols. Patroklos has ONE primary purpose: to die. Plus a secondary purpose as the voice of compassion in contrast to hard-hearted Achilles.

Stop thinking of Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles, and “Patrochilles.”

Reducing Alexander and Hephaistion to Achilles and Patroklos not only oversimplifies Alexander but completely erases Hephaistion and his very real capabilities as a commander and diplomat. He becomes just “the boyfriend.” I HATE THAT.

Other than the apparent devotion between Alexander and Hephaistion, comparisons end there. Remember, Patroklos had ONE job in the Iliad…to die. And to do so 1) forgetting he’s not Achilles (hubris), but 2) heroically, earning him glory (kleos). His death sets up Achilles’s descent into inhumanity, dragging the body of his worthy opponent Hektor behind his chariot. That is low, folks. Really, really low. He’s redeemed at the end as he and Priam share grief (a human emotion from the Greek point-of-view).

Hephaistion was not a character with a plot purpose. He was a real human being.

And he did not die in battle presenting himself as Alexander. He died of an infectious disease, possibly typhoid, and possibly aggravated by not following his physician-prescribed diet.

When Alexander visited Troy at the outset of his campaign, he made a lot of symbolic gestures that recalled Homer. Only one was to sacrifice at the tomb of Achilles, while maybe Hephaistion sacrificed at Patroklos’s. Both of which were not real graves because Achilles and Patroklos were not real people. Yet in the ancient world, even if/when the ancients questioned the gods as described in myth, they rarely/never questioned the heroes. For more on this, check out Paul Veyne’s Did the Greeks Believe in Their Myths?

But again, Alexander made numerous symbolic gestures when he landed at Troy. He was trying to frame his campaign in an epic tradition dating back to Homer. If he’s the New Achilles, he needed a New Patroklos. It was marketing.

We get NO other such comparison in our sources until Hephaistion died. Then Alexander aped Achilles’s mourning much like modern bereaved use the Bible or poetry to express the deep pain they’re feeling. Certainly, during their lives, they were NOT thinking that Hephaistion would predecease Alexander! It’s only after he did that these comparisons were made…and it’s more general than specific. Again, Hephaistion didn’t die in combat or while pretending to be Alexander.

So while I know the asker wanted me to compare them in themselves, that’s literally impossible. Like comparing apples to oranges. Fictional people to real people.

Alexander and Hephaistion were not big Patrochilles’ fans. I’m sorry to burst that romantic bubble, but I prefer to think of Hephaistion as more than just Alexander’s boyfriend and destined to die. He was one of Alexander’s leading commanders, and chiliarch at his death.

Let’s let him be that, okay?

(Sorry that all this probably reads snarky, but it’s something I feel rather strongly about. I hate seeing Hephaistion reduced to Alexander’s sidekick and romantic love-interest. He was much, much more.)

[dropoutconfessions]

this is directed towards the owners of the account, and sure, any "fans" too. you cannot pretend to not realize that ALL you're doing is bringing toxicity into the fandom.

it's been less than a week and your posts are already mimicking 2018/2020 fandom misogyny.

you're giving hate a platform. that's all you're doing. it's not fun, it's not interesting.

that in addition to how clueless you are about slurs and general etiquette and respect on the site, maybe should be a hint that you shouldn't be running this.

You can go ahead believe that I am clueless about slurs, but personally, as someone who's very identity gets called a slur all the fucking time, I get pretty annoyed when someone makes the call that something is a slur when it doesn't apply to them. Whenever something annoys me, I tend not to do it to others, but that's just me.

I may be a minority on a couple different fronts, but unless I was suddenly an expert in Native Canadian or Alaskan culture and general opinions of the term, I'm not making that call, and in my opinion, neither should anyone else who isn't either well informed or affected personally by that specific term. I know how etiquette on this site works. I've also been on this site, for long enough, to have formed my own opinions on how well this site practices etiquette. (That means I've watched enough people get run off this site to know this site kinda doesn't practice etiquette). I have explained, in my pinned post, exactly why I choose to ignore the rules people have decided are the standard, because they do not work for spoiler tagging, and we are discussing a media partially locked behind a pay wall. There are dropout fans, who can't watch every season of dimension 20, because they watch through YouTube and/or Spotify. I am going to continue using the primary tags as well as the anti tags for tagging purposes, because I do not want to be the reason someone learns about a character death, every time someone wants to talk about how they kinda didn't like a character who may or may not be a backup character wink wink to those of you who know which season i am referring to I fully gave everyone a new tag (#negative dropout confession), that I retroactively went back and applied to all the posts I believed it fit, so that you could block posts that were negative. Now I'm not perfect, and am actually pretty shitty at social queues and kinda forgetful, so if you find a post you think is negative in a way that isn't "i kinda would have preferred this, but i loved the season" let me know, i will retag it as such. I'm only human and just like everyone else, not above being checked on my shit. If that's still not enough, it's a 3 click process to block this blog entirely. We here at dropoutconfessions will be sad to see you go, but I'll still understand. A place of anonymity, to freely share how you feel, is going to attract people who have feelings that usual get them hatred. And yes, some people misuse it. Typically, I do one of 2 things when that happens.

If it's a misunderstanding of the media, I'll add corrections to to the response to clarify, anything I miss, 3-5 people will probably take care of within an hour of the post going up, just check the replies

If it's something truly awful to say, I'll block the asker and delete the ask. Something I've had to do about half a dozen times already.

I have, multiple posts, debating those very posts you are referring to I have, multiple people, defending those characters, in the replies and reblogs of those posts you're referring to I have, multiple posts, in queue (as of me writing this reply) because i don't like flooding people's blogs, that are saying the exact same thing, without calling me toxic and clueless I understand you don't like the hatred, I don't like it either. But I do believe everyone deserves a platform if they'll be civil about it, and they give their opponents an opportunity to call their take absolute dogwater, once again, check the replies, some of these asks get flamed almost immediately. And no. I don't think all I do is bring toxicity to the fandom. People use this as an outlet for how they feel about just, the story. There's like, multiple posts about how people are a bit overbearing expecting perfection from the cast and how certain seasons deserve more love and how amazing some of the other shows are and how amazing some of the cast members are. It's easy to see the negativity, but it's not all there is. And trust me I'm not immune to that either, it's exhausting sometimes. I have gotten more asks about how "obsessed everyone is with Brennan Lee Mulligan" than I ever have about Brennan in a context outside of d20, the show that he runs. Tunnel vision is a bitch sometimes. And at the end of the day, if you think I'm doing a bad job at this, you can make your own confessions blog. This blog exists cause I got bored of my statistics homework, and realized there wasn't a confessions blog. You can too, and if everyone prefers yours, they can use yours, I truly do not mind. This blog is just something I feel like needs to exist, and since no one else was actively doing it (as far as I could tell, no one has told me the contrary). It's really just something to do with my hands so I can focus on dnd games and my video calls with my gf. That's it. If you have any specific suggestions on how I can improve, I'm open to listening to them, as I have proved in the past, but beyond sharing how I feel and addressing how you feel, I don't really know what to say or do. Thank you for telling me how you feel about this blog, this fandom, and Dropout, a media company we love. That's all I could ever want from an ask on this blog.

[supernovasilence]

I'M GONNA CRY I JUST SPENT LIKE AN HOUR ON AN ASK AND TRIED TO SAVE IT AS A DRAFT LIKE A FOOL AND NOW IT'S GONE. It was anonymous too I can't even @ the asker ciar I hope you see this ToT

anyway the ask was "please talk more about 'their siblings are all the Pevensies have' " so I'll try to reconstruct what I had

Listen if there's anything I like in fiction it's siblings, and relationships that would probably be unhealthily codependant in real life but this is fiction so it's fine (or you push them that little bit farther into unhealthy and then you have a dark/tragic au, which can be fun too). So thinking about the Pevensies makes me go feral a bit.

Narnia, and her thrones, are a gift, and they're a burden.

The Pevensies gave up their home, their friends, their family, their old lives—even the memory of their old lives—to rule Narnia. And their old lives currently included being sent away into the country to shelter from a war, so they would have lost some of that anyway, and I'm certainly not saying finding Narnia was a bad thing. But it came with sacrifices, and out of all the things they lost, they still have each other. In all the magical, beautiful, wonderful, but strange things they have to learn, their siblings are familiar. Faced with sudden, terrifying responsibility, they can still be just kids, just Pete and Su and Ed and Lu, with each other. And then part of that responsibility is Peter and Susan being parents to Edmund and Lucy as well as siblings, and it's strange and it's familiar and everything gets complicated and messy but it all boils down to they love each other so much.

They're the only humans around. They're the only ones confused by the magical, medieval land they're in. Their friends and advisors do what they can, of course, but in the end the weight of running a country all comes down on four tiny pairs of shoulders; they're the only ones who know how that feels. They make friends, and friends that become like family, but in those early days the only people they've known more than a few days are their siblings. And they've known each other forever. They're the ones that know how to make Peter laugh when he works too hard or coax Susan into cruelly needed bravery and she's terrified or see past Edmund's angry outbursts to what's really bothering him or convince Lucy to be more responsible without telling her she's wrong for being young or emotional or wild. They know the in jokes, the favorite colors, the secret petty hates (Lucy doesn't like bugs, if you make Peter wear gray he won't be able to focus all day because all he can think about is how much he hates wearing gray), the little tricks to cheer each other up. They know how to soothe each other out of nightmares and the sort of places they hide when they want to cry.

And they're the only ones who understand how they can have the magical joy that is their new life and still be sad. They're the only ones who remember England, everything and everyone they knew there. Later, when Narnia has soothed their homesickness with cruel mercy, they're the only ones who know what it is to miss what you can no longer remember, who understand the ache that still gets into your gets into your dreams some nights, long after you know the words and the names to explain.

And then they go back.

Once again, they lose home; once again, their siblings are all they keep. Digory went to Narnia, but he knew her for a few days in her infancy. He doesn't know her castles, hasn't learned her dances, hasn't ridden for leagues through her forests or sailed her seas. He doesn't know what it's like to lose years of your life in an instant. He still remembers the names of months and how to use common household items. He wanted to come back, so he could embrace his mother and make her well. The Pevensies were thrown out without warning, and their mother is far away under bomb-filled skies. But they still have each other. Peter still tries to lead, stumbling, scared, and the others try to support him; Edmund struggles; Lucy runs wild; Susan is frightened. It's strange and it's familiar.

They return to Narnia; it's broken, changed, a thousand years too old. Of everyone the Pevensies knew in the Golden Age, their siblings are all they have left. No one else understands how strange it all is, so much the same but so different, how it feels to be a legend.

Alright this got much longer than I planned and there are two diverging rambles from here so. I'm gonna start with my thoughts on the Pevensies' dynamic in my preferred and-then-they-get-to-keep-Narnia-somehow headcanon, and below the read more will be my thoughts about canon.

They're allowed to stay this time, and rule alongside Caspian. All Narnia has assumed, of course, that the kings and queens of old would. Only the Pevensies know the relief the others feel. Only they understand the secret mistrust they feel, too, that Aslan's promise will be a lie. Some Narnians have utter faith in him, and would think such doubt inconceivable (especially from the four he fought alongside, and died for), or even blasphemous. Some would have preferred if Jadis came back, or are wary of authority altogether after so long under the Telmarines, but Aslan is a story to them, not seen for centuries. He was the Pevensies' friend. Their doubt is mingled with the taste of betrayal, and shame for feeling so.

The Pevensies rebuild Narnia once more, not from ice this time but iron chains. The work is familiar and it isn't; Narnia is the same and it isn't. All Narnia cheers when Cair Paravel is rebuilt, but the Pevensies are the only ones left alive who called it home.

If this is an au where the Pevensies simply never go back after PC, then they are once again the only ones who remember England, and the people they left behind. They aren't surprised when someone says "I'm homesick" while standing in their bedroom in Cair Paravel, know who their siblings are talking about when they ask "do you think they're doing okay? we'll be dead before they even know we're missing", understand how they can be living such a joyous life and still carry a little ember of sorrow in them all the time. If this is an au where the Pevensies still travel between the worlds, but with more time spent in Narnia and a guarantee to always return there, then they are the only ones who know how confusing that is, living two lives, and how hard it is, lying to your family about so much that's so important to you.

But their siblings are family too, and always there no matter the world, and as long as they have each other, the Pevensies can survive anything. Susan is famous for her beauty, and they all four laugh the day she gets her first silver hair, the first among any of them.

"The dear little friends are going senile now," Trumpkin mutters, in his grumbly, affectionate way, and Susan just laughs and says,

"Oh, I quite plan to,"

because Peter is giving her hand a squeeze while Edmund and Lucy beam, and she knows they all understand what this means. They are growing and greying and living, here, in Narnia. They have been and they will. They never got old enough to go grey, the first time round. And they will get very grey indeed, and very old, and they will have lots of friends and a large extended family, and lots of people will have lots of pieces of them. But, though those things get fewer, there will still be some things that only their siblings understand best, because they knew each other first.

(Honestly my base headcanon is actually the Pevensies as a set morphing somewhere along the way into the Pevensies + Caspian as a set, but the point is these siblings spend years being the only ones being each other's closest people and it shows.)

Alright now the acknowledging-canon-for-once option!

They leave again. Peter and Susan know it's forever. Edmund and Lucy now know there is a forever away from Narnia, waiting for them someday. They think of the Professor, who still dreams about the world he saw for a few days as a child. How comforting his stories had seemed before! How sad they seem now, a lifetime spent missing what you will never have again! The Pevensies go to stiff, unhappy boarding schools, and are surrounded by people who don't understand everything they have lost, everything they will lose.

Perhaps cruelest of all, they begin then to be ripped away from their one constant: each other. The Pevensies return to the train platform where they were waiting to catch two different trains: one to the boys' school and one to the girls'. Peter and Susan can't talk through their complicated knot of loss and relief and confusion, can't console each other or offer answers to the question of "what now?". Edmund and Lucy can't share their own relief, their anxiety. Lucy can't cheer Peter up or ask him if losing Narnia can really be okay. Susan can't toss away Edmund's fears with calm logic when he's loses his temper at bullies and fears he's slipping back into old ways, or listen to him tell her she's still brave and beautiful and important and safe even though everyone treats her as a child (a girl-child, at that) and the newspapers speak of war.

The ties binding them fray a little more, and a little more, and a little more. The next summer, Peter goes to study with the Professor. Their parents take Susan to America. Edmund and Lucy are sent to their aunt and uncle. They come back with tales of months at sea, of their friends Caspian and Reepicheep and Aslan. They are all Peter and Susan will ever get of Narnia again. Peter and Susan are the only ones who understand the pain Edmund and Lucy are now feeling, knowing they're never going back, the ones who teach them how to breathe through it until breathing no longer hurts.

It's not enough. Fray and fray and fray. Thread by thread. Susan works hard to live in this world Aslan told her to live in. What right has she to do otherwise? The other three cling to a duty handed to them by prophecy when they were children. What right have they to ignore that? They grow up. Three of them go to university or get jobs and probably move out. (Lucy did not. I'm trying to keep this neutral and not rant-about-how-much-I-hate- canon but I won't ignore that Lucy was seventeen when she died.) They drift apart.

Digory forms the "friends of Narnia". Peter, Edmund, and Lucy are united again, bound together by their shared experiences as they have ever been. It's not the same, Susan is not there, but it's enough.

(Extra painful fun fact! When I typed "Peter, " my phone suggested "susan" as the next word! I have typed "Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy" so often even my phone expects them to be a set! This is fine!)

The Last Battle, the train crash. Peter, Edmund, and Lucy die. Susan buries them, and there is no one left to understand all she is mourning. Her last link to a home she cannot bear to acknowledge aloud. The children she played with. The adults she saw them grow into. She knows what Lucy would look like grown, either because she still remembers Narnia and won't admit it or subconsciously somewhere inside her, but Lucy will never be twenty-three this time around.

Peter, Edmund, and Lucy wait in "true" Narnia. Again, they dwell in magical splendour, and ache in their dreams. This time, they remember who they are missing. Still, they are surrounded by joy, and time does not seem very important anymore, so overall they are happy. (It's not the same, Susan is not there, but it's enough.) Susan lives and learns and mourns and makes her peace and comes to Narnia in her own time, the only one of them to grow old and the last to grow ageless. It's easy to forget sorrow, in that place; when Susan embraces her siblings, the only ones who understand how badly she has missed them are them, because they have missed her just the same. But now they are complete again, and that's all that matters.

[egg-emperor]

Initially I lost a lot when I started being myself here even harder and not holding back on anything I wanna say but now it's so freeing knowing I'm surrounded by people I don't have to hide things from in fear of being outcased again. Now I'm left with people that expect me to be a weird pervert freak that talks about wanting to fuck Eggman, is too autistic and passionate and precise about the things I love, and exist and express myself at earnestly and unapologetically in ways many others cringe at- but those people actually like it this time

The things that people hated me and tried to make me be ashamed of and encouraged me hide to be someone they liked better as if it was the only way I'd ever be liked and accepted are now the very same things that other people actually like about me now. It's a really nice feeling to be truly accepted. To not have to live up to some idea of what people want me to be of some perfect unflawed unembrassing pure unproblematic sqeaky clean person with all the right interests and takes to be good enough for the morally righteous ones

Being around that was so miserable and suffocating for years. I'm so happy to be free because I chose being myself and losing them instead of keeping them and losing myself. And now I get to be a weird passionate freak freely and openly and I have cool friends, mutuals, followers, and askers that know it and see it as something interesting, fun, funny, or can relate to me. Whatever it may be- it's positive and that makes me really happy. And I don't live with the pressure of the possibility of everyone hating me if I make one wrong move

I also like how most of the time it's a pretty good drama free place on my blog now. Sometimes people discover my kink stuff elsewhere and come to complain in my inbox, some people clearly don't understand where I stand on things despite posts of mine speaking for themself, or make assumptions that I'd somehow be on the bandwagon of some latest drama and expect me to echo their sentiments so I just don't answer lol, some onesided beef and stalkers and other silly things like but most aren't people that are actually frequent visitors of my blog

the majority of you are really cool and chill and bring some fun and life to my blog and inbox daily and I appreciate that a lot :) I used to feel like I was alone after a big harrasment campaign happened and I was blocked by all the popular blog cliques and all their followers but now I don't want it or miss it at all. Now I feel like I have a place with my niche and what I lost and the numbers don't matter to me because it was worth it all to just be me and do what I love and find the cool people who can handle me XD Thank you for that 💜

[carpedzem]

questionnaire results that i didnt forget about at all

im okay so i forgot and then forgot again a few times. ANYWAY. enjoy the results!!

i cant post every written answer, so heres my favourite :)

whats your favourite animal, be as specific as possible

Peregrine Falcon

domestic cat! specifically MY cats but any cat will do

your mom

Black bear. One tried to walk into my house recently and he was really cute but I had to tell him no :( (ARE YOU OK?)

Dumbo octopus

fancy rats

honestly i’ve always been too scared to settle on one animal as a favorite, because it feels like a question with no satisfying answer. like if i had to be honest it’s probably dogs? because i’ve grown up around them, they’re an animal i like beyond just aesthetic purposes. but when you hear this sort of question, you wonder if the asker wants to hear about something exotic, some random interest that caught the interviewees eye at a young age and never left their conscious. anyways i think it’s probably house cats

rainbow trout, luzon-bleeding hearts, and horses.. dogs too

emperor penguin

any type of liddol snake. I love them so

sea sheep

Long eared Jerboa

(most people chose cat)

george (42,5%)

second place with also a lot of votes (37%)

sapnap (45,7%)

dream (44,1%)

this is my favourite question and i cant believe i misspelled it

you can put two of your mutuals against each other in a fight. who do you chose

i can’t answer this they all hate one another it’s too real. bellaya (bellaya was the most popular answer)

Lost and Kiuda. There can only be one (one of what)

Can I just give loyal a nice spa day? I'd like to give loyal a nice spa day

violence is never the answer

🤦🏻‍♂️🤣

i would fight them all myself obviously

I fear that no matter who I put here they'd just give up and make out instead

I only have two moots I joined tumblr a day ago help (i wonder how this person likes it here so far)

Nunki "demonstars" vs Nov "sueñitos" for La Velada 2024

no fighting…. sharika shakira

Gogciety v powergnf battle of the golos

im giving you a gun with only one bullet. what do you do (vent section) (while a lot of answers made me laugh a lot im gonna skip ones that can get us in trouble LMAO. but remember you made ME laugh)

Listen would killing q give us usmp back? No. Would it make me feel SO MUCH BETTER??????? YES!!!!!! (i mean obv q took like half of the shots. the other popular answer was just lining everyone)

I give it to Sapnap. He has made it clear he will kill for Dream god bless

am i given a time machine? can i shoot someone already dead? does it have to be someone reasonably killable? the answer to these questions is irrelevant because no matter what i want it to be steve jobs.

shoot at internet cable

going to british land and the first dumbass cc i see gets it

use it to open a jar because my hands are very weak and im too embarrassed to ask anyone else to open it for me

only one :(?

Lay it carefully on the ground.

hand it to George he could judge more fairly than I (and hope he doesn't shoot Sapnap)

i send the gun and bullet to the dteam house as a secret gift with a note explaining that it's for sapnap and george only, and a letter stating to pass extras to the rest of the munchy squd. if we all donate our weapons to them, they'll be able to shoot all of dream's haters. the only obstacle is dream himself, which is why he can't know what's in the box.

Give it to gnf&sapnap and watch them fight over it

(IM SORRY I FORGOR....)

top drolo 2023 - ones i forgot about

punz

hannah

puffy

bbh

squidkid

Radio statio guy

SYLVEEYYYY

illumina

me. sorryyr i dont mean that

you (im soo not BUT THANK YOU)

I think all munchies deserve this spot, theyre all the best drolos :(( i love them

powergpu guy (jesse)

george deserves it tbh for slut smp (that is true, but i excluded snf bc i was afraid they will sweep...)

shadoune

LARRAY

Lil nas X

THATS ALL. thank you everyone who took part in this AND ONCE AGAIN IM SORRY I FORGOT ABOUT IT.... ill be better next time o7

[siberat]

“Let’s get this party started, right? My first food choice will be a classic appetizer- this blooming onion. *Picks up dish and holds toward the camera* Just look how huge this battered beast is! I just love how pretty this looks; the giant onion cut to look like a flower is so cute…almost too cute to eat.

I’m just kidding; of course, I’m gonna dig into this deep-fried dish. And I heard the sauce is simply to die for! *Tears off a few petals, dunks into sauce, and eats* But enough about my food, let’s move on to the first question, shall we?

*Squints at a datapad* First up is from an anonymous asker, who is eyeing up my wonderfully huge spread here. They ask which of these foods you are most excited to try.

*Face lights up, then scrunches, deep in thought* And this is going to be hard to answer: all these foods just look so scrumptious! One could never go wrong with Altihex rolls or ice cream! And, of course, that crystal cherry pie is universally famous! *Stifles a laugh* 

But if I had to choose just one…. Hmmm… *Bites lower lip* I suppose I am most excited to try these mini-cinnabar pancakes. *Points to the smaller plate of fluffy, purple cylinders loaded with syrup* They are a new receipt I recently found, and figured I would share my first time experiencing them with you! However, I am not going to eat these quite yet. *Wags a finger, then polishes off the blooming onion*

Hmmmm… this onion was very sweet, and the batter was so crisp and flavorful! I sure demolished this flower, huh? *Shows emply plate* And the remoulade dipping sauce had just the right amount of kick to it! Spicey, but not burn your mouth off!

What should I sample next? *Optics scan the table* Oh! This fried robot-chicken looks like a swell choice, doesn’t it? *Pauses, looking at camera* Oh, I sure hope you all are munching on your favorite foods, too. I’d hate to be the only one stuffing my face silly!

But just look at these legs, wing and breast! *The dish is grabbed and set upon his lap* Once again, it is a fried dish. Yes, it most definitely is not the healthiest, seeing as it is loaded with grease. Shyly smiles* But that is what makes it so good! Please, pardon me while I sink my fangs into this drumstick. *Picks up a leg and bites into it*

Oh, my stars! *Optics widen in enjoyment* This is just divine! Did you all hear that crunch? *Looks at camera* The skin is slightly salty, but the meat is so juicy and savory! Oh, I wish I could share this with you all!

*Lifts an arm and points a finger* But I can share the next shout with you: I love your décor Drift!

Oh, thank you for taking notice, Fox! *Smiles sweetly, optics forming half-moons* I simply love springtime colors, don’t you? They create such an uplifting atmosphere and always make me happy! Perfect for meditating, wouldn’t you say? *Nods helm*

Oh, and allow me to show off the aroma therapy candles! *Beckons to his left* I have the lavender ones burning now. They assist in calming one's processor and just relaxing your frame. After a long day working next to Rodi/mus, the smell takes away your stress and anxiety. 

*Face drops in shock* Please. Don’t tell him I told you that. I’m only playing around! *Sucks at grease and breadcrumbs on his fingers* Oh, do pardon me- this robo-chicken is finger-licking good!

Do you guys like my quartz crystal?? *Motions to his right* It’s the seventh chakra crystal, amplifying your energy, inner thoughts, and spirituality. Plus, its colors are simply gorgeous, wouldn’t you agree?

And who would not want to look at such handsome pictures of Rat/chet? *Face lightens in joy* The one with both of us was such a sweet day: the anniversary of our courtship! And the other one…*Raises brow* well, let’s just say I cannot resist my love even when he is being such a cranky-bot!

Rat/chet is not fond of that photo, I might add. *Gives the camera a serious look* But I think he looks so cute!

Would you look at this? *Shows camera plate full of picked clean chicken frame* I sure polished off this dish! Sucked the meat right off that framework, huh? *Licks lips* That dish was tasty. Let's give this bowl of spaghetti a try. *Grabs bowl and shows to camera*

The noodles are high-quality lithium, and I purchased them freshly made right in front of me. It was entertaining to watch them roll out the dough and cut it into these tiny strips. *Points to round pink sphere on top of the noodles* And that giant meatball just seals the deal!

Let's move on to another question as I slurp this dish up. *Feeds himself a large amount of noodles and works to suck them into mouth*

Another anonny is asking about food. *Winks* I see you enjoy the finer things in life as much as I do! ‘How about a food question to help your appetite.’

Oh, my dear anon! *Playfully waves at camera* While I appreciate your concern, I don’t think I’ll need much encouragement to graze on this feast before me! My tummy was grumbling all day! ‘Do you snack often, and what is your go-to?’

Well, the teachings of Prim/us come with warnings of gluttony and greed. *Gives a serious look* Too much of a good thing can be seen as a sin. While I do see the point, I see no harm if your feasting isn’t taking from others.

However, I do not mean to get sidetracked! *Stabs meatball with fork and takes a big bite* Although, I just want to mention how good this meatball is! Rolled-up silicone with hints of feldspar…. Chef’s kiss!

I go through bouts of snacking. *Tilts helm* Casual snacking is usually heathy energon foods, such as ener-nuts, fresh crystal fruits and ener-bars are suitable for working long shifts on the bridge. Cottage cheese, made from pasteurized ener-milk, is another filling snack, full of nutrients that help you feel satiated for hours. Plus, it tastes like ricotta cheese but has more of those super fun curds! *Winks*

As for the junk foods… *Smirks* Well, I can’t lay off the sweets. I am sure you could figure that out based on the dishes I selected. I love those prepackaged mini pastries, especially the ones with cream filling! *Fingers wiggle in excitement* Talk about a sugary rush! Donuts, pies, and even candied geodes make for a much more fun break time! *Face returns to serious look* But I do tend to limit those. Sadly, they serve as a quick pick-me-up, but you tend to crash hard afterward.

And this pasta has been demolished. *Shows empty bowl* See? Nothing left!

Oh, I know what I want to taste next. Check this dish out! *Holds up selected dish *Olivine on toast with a sunny side ener-egg on top! I just love dippy eggs! *Smiles widely* It’s fun to pop them and watch all the tasty yolk spill out everywhere. And the Olivine has such a creamy and earthy taste that I simply adore! Spreading it on toasted barium bread warms it nicely and makes for a good, hearty breakfast.

Oh my. *Eyes widen, jaw drops*

This next question is fascinating. *laughs* Alcorian asks a rather funny one: ‘What’s some silly disagreement that you and Rat/chet can never come to an agreement or compromise about?’

Well, a serious one is the whole concept of spirituality, but we came to a mutual understanding about that. A silly disagreement… well… the bed sheets. *Meekly smiles*

Yes. You heard me correctly. *Holds servo out* Hear me out.

I just love to climb into a berth with tucked-in bed sheets: it feels like a giant warm hug! *Smiles, then face gets serious* Rat/Chet on the other hand, prefers the blankets to be loose. *Scrunches up face as toast is dipped into egg yolk* Claims being tucked in makes him feel smothered. What a poor baby! So, after a bit, he kicks his side loose. *Shrugs his shoulders* I try to scold him, but he assures me he will keep me tucked in. *Smiles and blushes* How can one be mad after hearing that!

Oh, I just thought of another one. *Optics widen* You get a two-for-one! And I could use your opinions on this. *sighs* When putting cups in the cabinets, do you place them face down or face up? They should be face down; that way, no dust or grimy stuff collects in them. *Tilts helm* Rat/Chet just puts them in any which way! When I discuss this with him… he gives the typical Rat/Chet response. *Gives impression of Rat/chet’s behavior* You know, the hand wave while muttering, ‘Yeah, yeah yeah.’

Oh, this olivine toast was ever so tasty! *Licks lips*That runny egg dripped all over the place but really hit the spot! Nice and toasty.

Alright. *Face goes stern* Now comes a tricky question: What’s next?”

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[vladdyissues]

Hi, it’s me, the asker who was so curious about Danny at school ✨

I got three things to say, silly thing first, 1. I’m so curious about what Danny’s diet is gonna be. I was rereading that chapter, and if Vlad has to eat meat to stoke the flames, does that mean Danny has to go vegetarian? That would be so fucking funny, I’m ngl 😂 but also sad, bc then he’d be thinking about Sam all the time 🥺 anyways, I’m just interested to see what you do with it 👀

2. You got me thinking about enemies to lovers, hardcore. And I realized, when I enjoy that kind of ship, I’m not here to see them become all lovey-dovey and domestic. I’m here to see the pain, and the toxicity, and the deep codependency of it all. The ‘I hate you, but I can’t leave you’, and the ‘you might kill me one day, and I embrace that.’ If you’ve watched Hannibal, you know exactly what I mean 😂 For Vlad and Danny, I don’t really give a fuck if it’s pompep or badgercereal, i just want angst and codependency 😈 I think that’s part of what I like about your story so much, is that it’s toeing the line between the two relationships. Halfway parental, and halfway toxic/romantic love.

3. You’ve fucking ruined me for other fanfiction rn 😭😂 I can’t read anything else for more than five minutes 🥲 Partially bc I’m so invested in the story, but also bc your writing style IS SO FUCKING GOOD. YOU SHOULD BE WRITING ACTUAL BOOKS, LIKE WTF. Anywayyysss, I’ll just curl up into a little ball of boredom on the floor till you update again 😂💕

Sending much looooove, 😘 I hope the brain to fanfic pipeline is working out for you 🤌

Hello and holy shit! What an ego-bloating kind and generous ask this is! Let me jump right in:

1. I don't want to spoil the plot too much, but Danny's diet is going to be key in unraveling a very important part of Vlad's enigma, and I cannot wait to get to that point. I've been sprinkling crumbs of information throughout the story thus far, laying down a foundation upon which to build this Big Thing, and the next chapter (14) will—or should, anyway—finally begin to deliver on it.

2. My friend, you've just given me an epiphany: it's not so much Enemies to Lovers that we adore, I suspect, as it is Enemies and Lovers. That's exactly the tag I'd use to describe Hannigram, and it's such a different and exciting dynamic. I've never quite—well, scratch that—okay, I've never written Enemies and Lovers in such depth as I am with Familiar. There's something darkly satisfying about letting lovers remain ugly; the notion that deep, abiding affection can exist in tandem with fear and disgust; that even monsters—in the very act of being monstrous, or perhaps because they are monstrous and not in spite of their monstrosity—are capable of loving and being loved.

3. Frhgahrglahrglahg I'm going to print and frame this one and hang it on my wall for days when I feel utterly inept. I've been writing fanfiction for a while now, and I've written volumes of silly, embarrassing, poorly-executed tripe, so if I haven't at least gotten a little bit good at what I'm doing, I doubt I ever will 😆 That said, I'm putting a lot of effort into Familiar, I mean pulling out every stop and employing every nut and bolt in my mental toolbox to craft a good story (and reading. Always reading), partly as a challenge to myself and partly out of sheer love for this great ship and its fandom. Everyone here is so nice and welcoming and awesome. I only hope my tiny contribution continues to entertain.

Speaking of which, the wait for this next chapter shouldn't be long. The feedback I've been receiving is phenomenal, and it's definitely helped to fuel me along when my mania wavers. I'm incredibly grateful to you and everyone reading enjoying this story. Thank you thank you ♥