#i will never be able to make everyone use the & tag correctly

[devondespresso]

i will not dedicate hours to explaining that & pairings are not the lower-focus version of romantic pairings, i will not dedicate hours to explaining that & pairings are not the less important version of romantic pairings, i will NOT--

[renskaji]

(poorly) hidden secrets

kyotaro sugishita x reader, wc: 2.9k, req? yes! sent in msgs.

It’s hard to live up to the reputation of the Hajime Umemiya. 

You try, really. You find hobbies you enjoy as much as he loves gardening. You search out friends that need you as much as you need them. You spend hours helping others and long nights tossing awake in bed to make sure you’re doing everything right. 

But it’s hard to compare to Hajime Umemiya. 

Especially when he’s your older brother from the group home you grew up at together. 

He makes it easy, though, living with him. He never makes you feel like you have to be as much of a shining star as him. But that only just serves to motivate you more to be as bright of a person, to be worthy of standing beside him as his little sibling. 

It’s hard to live up to the town’s savior, but you’ve never minded a challenge anyways. 

“What’re you doing after practice today?”

You drop your gym bag by the court doors and slip into your athletic shoes. It’s a mindless task after so many days spent training, but you’re trying to find the right words to let your friend down gently. You know she’s going to ask you to hang out, but you’ve already got your mind set on visiting Furin High after practice.

Still, you hate to let your friend down. 

“I promised Umemiya I’d help with his garden,” You offer her, which isn’t a lie, but it’s not entirely the truth. You did tell Umemiya you’d help him, but you’re not so much as eager to give your aid than you are to see if he would be there, too. 

Him being Kyotaro Sugishita, the guy you’ve been silently pining after for a year while he devotes himself to helping your brother. 

“Oh, I’d love to help Umemiya!” Your friend gushes, and you roll your eyes in good nature. You’re well used to the teases about your brother; it sometimes seems like everyone adores the Bofurin rep in one way or another. 

“Gross,” You stick out your tongue in exaggerated disgust while leaving your friend to laugh loudly. You join the rest of your team further inside the gym, leaving your belongings in the usual pile just inside the court doors. 

You’ve been a part of your school’s volleyball club for as long as you were able, and gotten a pretty good reputation for it. Playing was something that you were able to be proud of, like Umemiya and his garden, or his Bofurin. It was a team of your own to be a part of and enjoy. 

And you were good at it, too. The jumps and spikes and serves. You spend the next two hours distracted by the sport, by your teammates, and you’re out of breath by the time practice comes to an end. It’s the good kind of tired, leaving you satisfied with the effort you gave. 

You’re one of the last few to return back to the pile of bags by the entrance after collecting all the equipment and storing it correctly. Something is clearly up, because half your team is looking at you with grins you know spell nothing but trouble. 

“What now?” You ask, suspicious. A few giggles get let out at your tone, but the mystery is solved soon after when a few of your teammates step to the side and reveal what the fuss is all about. 

Sitting atop your gym bag is a bouquet of flowers. 

It’s undeniably for you, because in addition to the fact someone so clearly stacked it on your belongings, there’s a tag hanging off the bottom with your name messily written. The paper wrapped around the stems is crinkled, like whoever had been holding them en route to delivery had squeezed too tight. 

Your face flushes, and you’re not sure what to say, but you do know that you want to find out who left them. 

“This makes, what, your third secret admirer?” Your friend teases, nudging you closer towards the flowers. “The handwriting is different from the note you got a few weeks ago, so it’s someone else.” 

“You’re so lucky,” A teammate sighs, but you’re too busy carefully picking up the flowers. They’re beautiful, if a bit squeezed. Your face is flushing, and you’re surprised that you didn’t see who left them for you. 

“It’s nothing special,” You offer a smile with your words, slinging your gym bag over your shoulder with one hand while the other holds the flowers carefully. “I just wish I could thank whoever got these for me, but there’s nothing on the note that tells me who gave me them.” 

“Actually, I think I saw who put them there.” Another teammate joins the conversation, and you feel your excitement peak. You’ve gotten a few gifts from classmates, but the flowers you’re currently holding are the best ones so far. 

“Who?” You ask, and you think the rest of your team is just as eager as you to find out. Your teammate’s eyes widen slightly at the sudden attention, but she recovers quickly and presses her fingers to her lips in thought. 

“Who’s that guy that’s always with your brother? The tall one with the long hair?”

“Sugishita?” You swear your stomach does a flip. You know you sound a little too eager, but it’s nothing compared to the hope bubbling up in you. Despite how long you’ve been crushing on your brother’s mentee, you’ve never actually considered the possibility that he might like you back. 

“I think? He looked like a total grump.” 

Definitely him. 

There’s a round of squeals from your teammates as they get all the confirmation they need about your admirer’s identity, and it’s taking everything in you to not blush as red as the tomatoes you promised Umemiya you’d water after practice. 

“What are you going to do?” Your friend shakes your arm not cradling the bouquet, and her excitement loosens the knot of nervousness coiled in your chest. “Are you going to tell him you know he likes you? Are you going to ask him out—?”

“Relax!” You laugh, swatting at her playfully to get her to let go. The tips of your ears feel too warm to just be from your previous exertion, and you know they’re going to the next topic of conversation if your teammates spot them. “I don’t know what I’m going to do. But I promised Umemiya I’d help him at the school now, so I’ll see you all later.” 

Your departure from the gym is met with the sound of boos and jabs about how you’re ruining their fun, but you wave them off. You promise to call your friend once you’re done at the gardens so she can help you debrief the new discovery of Sugishita’s anonymous gift, and you’re out of their sight before long. 

The path from the gym where you practice and Furin High is a familiar one for you. You’ve lost count of the amount of times Umemiya or one of his most trusted advisors have walked you to and from to make sure you’re safe, so you go almost on autopilot. 

Which is a good thing, because your mind is otherwise occupied by thoughts of Sugishita and the flowers tucked carefully in the crook of your elbow. You make a mental note to text Kotoha and ask her to get you a vase to put them in, but then your brain decides to settle on Sugishita and how you might’ve missed the signs that he was crushing on you, too. 

It’s hard to believe, in all honesty. You’ve known him for years, but he’s always been more interested in learning from Umemiya than getting to know you better. You know he’s more of the silent type, but most hours you’ve spent with him have been simply more existing in each other’s space than anything else. 

Sure, he’s saved you from more than your fair share of creeps in town, and he’s always been the type of gentleman to make sure you’re taken care of, but you always assumed that he did it all in reverence to Umemiya. 

Now, you’re not so sure that it wasn’t something more. 

Your thoughts of Sugishita and his stupidly well-maintained hair and grumpy pout take you all the way to the roof of Furin High. It takes some concentrated effort to open the doors—you think Umemiya has done some damage to the hinges with the way he’s always slamming it open excitedly—and make a bee-line towards the picnic tables to set your bag down. 

It’s then that you catch movement to your left, and you realize you’re not alone on the rooftop, after all. 

“Oh,” You gasp, startled. “Hi, Sugishita.”

He’s standing only a dozen feet away, watering dipper in hand and a bucket beside him. Briefly, you think you might’ve surprised him as much as you did yourself, but his regular unbothered expression shutters into place seconds later. 

“Hey,” He mutters. His voice is low and gravelly, like always, but with the weight of what you think you’ve discovered, the sound sends a blush flaming across your cheeks. 

You turn quickly, depositing your bag on the picnic bench as intended. It’s then that you remember you’re still holding the flowers—the ones Sugishita supposedly got you—and a plan quickly forms in your mind. 

“Sugishita,” You call out, suddenly braver than you felt leaving the gym. There’s no harm in asking if he’s the one who left the flowers. If your teammate was wrong, you can just play it off casually, a case of mistaken identity. 

He doesn’t need to know how hard your hopes would come crashing down, either. 

“Hmm.” He responds in a grumble, barely casting you a glance over his shoulder. You’d be offended, if you didn’t know him so well. The fact that he acknowledged you at all is proof that he’s interested in what you have to say. 

“Someone left me flowers during practice today.” You set the bouquet neatly on the table, propped up against your bag so that none of the petals are damaged. You turn to face him with a sweet smile, then, and find he’s already looking at you. When he realizes he’s been caught, his head snaps back to the garden bed he’s supposed to be watering, long hair falling into place over his features to hide what you swore was a blush to his cheeks. “Aren’t they pretty?”

He grumbles a noncommittal answer, and you take it as a good sign. 

“Whoever left them didn’t give a note, though.” You sigh, feigning disappointment. You take a few steps closer towards where he’s working, feeling bolder by the minute, though you know you need to pick your words carefully or risk him shutting down. “Except, one of my teammates said she saw who left them.” 

His shoulders go tense, and you know you have all the confirmation you need. 

A smile breaks out across your face as you finally reach his side. He’s still going through the movements of using the watering dipper, making a concerted effort to not look at you, and that just won’t do. Feeling like you might burst, you carefully take the dipper from his hand and drop it into the bucket on the ground between the two of you. He lets you easily; he’s always been gentle when it comes to you. 

“Did you leave the flowers?” Your voice is soft, hopeful. You have to lean around him to try and see what expression he’s making, because he’s still refusing to fully look at you. 

“Didn’t think anyone saw me.” He grumbles out, causing you to snort. 

“Kyo, you’re six foot three. You’re not exactly inconspicuous.” The use of a nickname finally gets him to pay you attention. His eyes flick to you, and it’s easy to read the hesitant hope carved into them. You’re certain your expression matches. 

“Are you mad?” Somehow, somewhere, the grumble in his voice is gone. In its place is… hesitation? Your brows knit together in confusion, and you can’t help the way your head tilts to the side like a lost puppy. 

“Why would I be mad?” Your gentle words cause a second flush to flare up on the highest points of Sugishita’s face, and you’re left watching as he turns away from you again, a pout on his lips you find adorable despite the situation. Your own frown makes its way to your face, and you tug on the sleeve of his Furin jacket to get him to look at you once more. “Hey, look at me, will you?”

He follows your command without hesitation, and you don’t waste any time. You push yourself onto your tip-toes and press a kiss to his cheek before he can look away again. You know you’ve caught him off guard when his eyes widen and he stands to his full height instead of slouching. 

“I thought the flowers were really sweet.” You smile at him, still tugging on his sleeve in a bid to keep him looking at you. “Though I wish you would’ve handed them to me.”

There’s no time for him to respond before the door to the roof flies open. The sudden bang makes you jump, but you don’t let go of Sugishita. The newcomers—none other than Umemiya and Hiragi—make themselves with loud voices and no understanding of the conversation they had just interrupted. 

“Oh, perfect!” Your brother shouts, grin infectious. You know Hiragi picks up on the tension between you and Sugishita in seconds when he freezes, but his counterpart barrels on, clueless. “I’m glad you two are up here! Wanna see the progress the veggies are making? I think we’ll be able to—”

You think you see the moment when it all connects for Umemiya. His attention travels from the way you’re still clutching Sugishita’s sleeve, to your proximity, to the way you’re both flushing. His eyes go wide and a grin breaks out on his face, and you brace yourself for the onslaught of questions you just know he’s about to assault you with. 

“Wait—!”

Before Umemiya can continue, Hiragi slams his palm over his friend’s mouth, effectively interrupting what you know could only have been an embarrassing interrogation. Umemiya loves you, and Sugishita, but dramatic is probably his middle name. 

“We’re leaving, now.” Hiragi offers you a smile before giving Umemiya an exasperated sigh. Your brother gives you—or maybe Sugishita?—a thumbs up while his voice is still muffled and Hiragi drags him back down the staircase. 

There’s a few seconds of silence after their departure, and it’s thick with unspoken attention. You’re half-expecting Sugishita to scare off from the conversation after being interrupted, so you wait for him to make the first step. It takes a moment, a few deep breaths, but you’re willing to wait. 

“Next time,” He sounds more confident than he had only moments earlier. It’s not enough information to know what he’s talking about, so you tilt your head in a silent request for him to continue. “Next time, I’ll hand you the flowers.” 

He’s flushed red, jaw tense, and barely able to keep his attention on you for more than a few seconds at once. But you know he’s just nervous, and you find it all unendingly adorable, anyways. 

You want to kiss his cheek again, but you think it might send him into cardiac arrest, so you settle for simply smiling and threading your fingers through his 

“Easier than trying to do it secretly.”

He grumbles, but you know it’s his way of agreeing. 

+ bonus

“There’s just no way.” 

“I heard that Anzai saw the two of them together and they looked pretty cozy.” 

“Shut it, Nirei!”

“Aw, Sakura, you look so flushed. Are you perhaps jealous?”

“No!” Sakura shouts, face burning even more red. There’s really no winning against Suo when he’s in the mood to tease, but Sakura refuses to go down easily. “But there’s no way that Sugishita has a girlfriend!”

“Does anyone know who the girlfriend is?” Nirei asks, pulling his notebook out from his pocket and turning to the few pages he has devoted to Sugishita. The action only causes Sakura to splutter out demands to put it away, because there’s absolutely no chance—

“Oh, that’s interesting,” Suo’s calm voice cuts through Sakura’s demands that Nirei meet him outside easily, garnering the attention of his two counterparts. “It seems sweet Sugishita is dating Umemiya’s sister.” 

“How the hell did you figure that out?!”

It’s then that Sakura realizes Suo is looking out the classroom window, so he stomps over to join him. There's a few moments where he doesn’t know what he’s looking at, but then he spots the source of Suo’s attention. 

Sakura thinks he might implode, because standing at the edge of the school grounds is you. He’s seen you around enough at Café Pothos with Kotoha to recognize you, but what he doesn’t understand is why you’re standing there, waiting for Sugishita to close the distance between the two of you. 

Sakura is still watching, almost vibrating with embarrassment, when Sugishita finally reaches you. Your bright smile is obvious, even from a distance, and he sees you throw your arms around Sugishita’s shoulders, leaning forward with closed eyes, and—

“Damn it!”

What’s worse is Suo’s smug comment of, “I told you so,”

Sakura thinks he’ll die of embarrassment before he reaches the top of Furin.

[hepbaestus]

I wish fic writers would get the same amount of support and admiration as fan artists do. (Long rant incoming and no I'm not even going to put it under a read more because it would be skipped over if it was.)

This might sound biased, coming from someone who posts fics and does not have a lick to talent when it comes to art, but just, please, read and try to understand.

It fucking sucks to see something that two different people have spent hours working on and only one gets the attention it rightly deserves because there's no stigma of it being "creepy" or "perverted" like fanfiction does and as publicly too.

I do understand that this will likely never change and that I'll have to get used to it as a fic writer, but, the fact that I'm having to 'get over it' because that's just how it is in fandom-spaces sucks. It shouldn't be like that, it's demoralising, and frankly off-putting. It makes me, and likely others who won't publicly say it, not want to post our written works.

Like there are times where people are literally spending hours and hours planning, drafting, proofreading and then correctly tagging a fic only for it to get no recognition or more critique than adoration. Whereas a fan artist can spend maybe a couple of hours on what they'll call a doodle and get all the praise. This isn't to bash any fan artists because goddamn I know y'all love what you do (and rightly so) but it feels like a stake to heart seeing two sides of the same coin being treated with completely different levels of respect.

Like I also understand that, with how people's attention spans are lessening, that not everyone is bothered or able to read something that's 5k+ (or even 1k+) words and I get it, but also? Give it a chance? You might, now stick with me here, actually like what you read. I know. Shocker.

And, then, if you do actually read something someone has kindly put out into the world for free, don't put comments in your bookmarks or the comments section stating how you "wish it was written different" or "from another character's pov" or when you decided to drop the fic. The author does not want to know when you dropped their fic. Just move the fuck on. If you want it a certain way so much, fucking write it yourself (or if the writer has commissions open, commission them like you would an artist). It is rude to leave comments like this and so incredibly disheartening for the writer of that fic to see such comments. If you have a critique about a fic, privately talk to your friends in the same fandom as you about it or if you don't have that put it in a private discord or something. Unless the author has explictly stated that they would like critiques, which is when you would comment some critiques if you had any, you do not need to leave unwarranted critiques. It is rude and unnecessary.

I could share screenshots of people who leave unwarranted critiques to fics in their comments section or bookmark comments, but because I'm a kind individual who frankly cannot be bothered to compile several tumblr posts of solely images, I'm not. But do know that we do see every comment under our works and saying "oh I didn't think you'd see it" is not a fucking excuse. People who make fan creations often look into their comments to see people's reactions, in hopes of having spread the joy or similar emotion they had when writing or drawing their piece.

And content creators who review fan art with praise and then immediately make fun of fic writers, I despise you. Genuinely. The fact that you think it's okay to uplift one part of your creative audience while not doing such with the other is disgusting. I do understand that there are boundaries that a person will have towards both forms of media but completely writing off one form of fan creation while entertaining the other is genuinely one of the most saddening things. It creates a further divide between these two sides of fan creation and reinforces people's mean attitudes towards fanfic writers simply because how they express their love for a piece of media is not easily viewed. There are, obviously creators who do acknowledge but stay away from fanfiction and I respect that; it's about actively going into those spaces to criticise and, in some cases, bully, those writers about something they're passionate about. If you're that insistent on leaving a negative comment on something, please, for the love of everything get a fucking life.

This is a long winded way of saying respect people who make fan content because, 99% of the time, they're doing it for free and for their own entertainment.

[bisexual-kane]

So, some insight about why so many older dudes on Reddit and such viscerally hate the Young Bucks is that the Young Bucks make them feel stupid and uncool.

Like, even as late as the 1990s, even when wrestling was the most popular thing during the Monday Night Wars and the Attitude Era, you would still get people who would laugh at you for being a wrestling fan because, dur, don't you know it's FAKE???

So part of the response to that is to insist that you're not a mark, you're a smart fan, someone who is hip to how the business works. Instead of getting caught up in the magic of kayfabe, because you're too smart for that, you analyze matches and assign them star ratings based on performance. You cheer the heel because you get they are putting in the work to add heat to the match. You obsess over TV ratings. You speculate on where storylines should go to build heat. You insist you know better ways to get people over and complain that Vince or Bischoff or Russo is not using someone who is so obviously the next big thing correctly.

It's very much an "I Enjoy the Muppets on a Much Deeper Level Than You" vibe.

But the most important thing of all, though, is that you must always be one step ahead of the wrestlers, bookers, and storytellers. See, you're a smart fan. So you must never, ever, get worked. Because that would be very uncool and lame.

And that's where the Bucks come in.

Maybe it's less obvious now, but after the Bucks left TNA/Impact, part of their brand was to very specifically get heat from all of us dorks on the Internet. These "smart" fans are the ones who are most likely to be going to PWG shows or following NJPW. So how do you get heat in your match? You have to piss off the smart marks.

I think the most obvious example is the Superkick Party. The Bucks start absolutely spamming a move that is usually a protected finisher. They get accused of exposing the business. They are upsetting people who obsess over start ratings and post on Reddit. But they are doing a classic heel move--they are working the audience. And of course, this pisses these people off even more because it reveals that they aren't as "smart" as they think they are. Which just builds into the Bucks' heat even more.

It's why they named their finisher the Meltzer Driver.

It's why they stole the NWO's "Too Sweet" and DX's "suck it."

It's why Matt Jackson kicks out of everyone's finisher like he's John Cena or Roman Reigns despite looking like a doe-eyed pretty girl.

It's why the Bucks became such successful independent wrestlers that they were able to build the second most-successful wrestling company in North America on the back of their YouTube vlog.

But again, the main people they are working are dudes who hate getting worked. And the Bucks are very good at this.

Just, as a personal anecdote, The Bucks are one of my favorite tag teams ever (if not my number one). At their Revolution 2020 match against Hangman and Kenny, I was in the crowd, and I was cheering for the Bucks. But then they grabbed Kenny's arms--Kenny who is supposed to be their best friend, Kenny who they didn't really have an issue with--and they hit him with the Golden Trigger--Kenny's finisher with his soulmate Kota Ibushi. The crowd turned. I turned. I was so infuriated at them, and I realized--they totally got me. For a great moment, I believed wrestling was 100% real, and I hated them so much, and the magic was there, and it was awesome.

Because, actually, it's not more fun to be smarter than the magician. It's not better to be cynical. It's actually pretty cool to not understand how the trick works, to get caught up in the wonder and possibility that just maybe magic can be real.

Wrestling is more fun when you get worked and let yourself enjoy it.

And the Bucks are always working this certain set of fans that are trying aggressively to not enjoy wrestling, not get sucked into it, to show that they are "too cool"--but the Bucks actually reveal that isn't the case. They are marks just like the rest of us. And they hate that.

But, yeah, TL;DR: The Bucks are amazing at specifically working Internet fans for heel hit, but these fans need to prove they are "too smart" for that. But the Bucks are smarter than them, so it makes them feel stupid. Hence all the outrageous hate.

[kinzis-writing]

Jellyfish | Tee Higgins

Summary: a Jellyfish tank in your boyfriend's house, what could go wrong?

Pairing: Tee Higgins x Reader

Requested: Yes | No based on this request.

Warnings: mentions of jellyfish as pets? suggestive content, i think that's all.

Note: This has taken exactly two months and I apologize! I am finally rolling with requests so let me know if you want me to write anything. Also, if this isn't what you wanted, feel free to let me know. This was requested by an anon, so I cannot tag a certain account!

*Not edited or proofread*

Word count: 2.01k

When your boyfriend, Tee, had mentioned getting a Jellyfish tank. You thought he was joking, that was until you walked into his house and noticed big boxes sitting on his living room floor. It was then that you noticed he had bought a Jellyfish tank, and he was getting ready to buy some to put into the tank.

“Hey baby,” Tee greeted as he got up and placed a kiss on your cheek and gave you a quick hug. “How many Jellyfish do you think I should buy for the tank?”

Y/N eyed the boxes before turning her attention to her boyfriend. It was offseason and she knew that he would be back at practice before too long. “You’re actually making a tank?” she asked carefully. “I thought that was just a dream.”

Tee shrugged his shoulders before looking at the computer in front of him, “Why not make It a reality?” He spoke his eyes while staying trained on the computer. “You think three would be enough? What light should I get?”

“I think three is more than enough.” Y/N mumbled not sure on how this whole experience would go. She knew that it had been on her boyfriend’s mind for a minute, but she didn’t know that her boyfriend had been serious. She thought it was one of his intriguing thoughts.

Y/N was right that three was more than enough, seeing as the Jellyfish had not survived the trip the first time. Tee was disappointed that he would not be able to put Jellyfish in his tank right now and He was looking for a safer way to get them to his home. He had to start practicing within the next few days and he was finally getting his tank installed correctly by someone he had paid to come do it.

“Be honest with me, am I getting too crazy?” Tee asked Y/N as he watched the men put the tank together easily and do it in no time.

Y/N shrugged her hands wrapping around his muscular arms, “Maybe a little, but it is why I love you so much.” She muttered, leaning up and giving him a quick kiss on his lips. “Whether I act like it or not, I want whatever you want because I want you happy.” She added honestly giving his arm a squeeze before heading to the master bedroom and grabbing her extra work uniform. She always left clothes here in case she ended up staying all night with him. “I have to go to work but I will see you later.” She told him before kissing him quickly and bidding each other goodbye to head off so she could support herself. One thing she would never do is ask Tee for money or use any of his money, because she has a great Job and can support herself.

It had been two or three months since Tee had gotten his Jellyfish tank installed and he had still yet to put any Jellyfish in it, but the Bengals games had started so his time to focus on his tank was limited. Today they were facing off against the Buffalo Bills in Cincinnati. Y/N had gotten herself ready in her Higgins Jersey and headed to the stadium. She knew that she could meet up with Tee’s mom and sit next to her so they could support their boy together.

Y/N grabbed her clear bag out of the passenger seat of her car once she had found a parking spot and made her way into the stadium. She was a bit early, but lines to the games started to get long within two or more hours before the game. Everyone wanted to make sure they could see the boys practice and warm up.

Once getting past security and getting her pass, she made her way to the stadium seats, Tees mom usually showed up around 30 minutes after her, so she knew that her man’s momma would be there soon. Y/N had made sure that her tickets were next to the field so she could easily reach Tee in case of emergency, but mainly because she could see him for a moment before the game.

“You look fine, can I get those digits?” A voice called up to you as a grin spread on your face. Your heart filled with love as you turned around and walked to the edge of the seats.

You shook your head and thought for a moment, “I have a boyfriend, I don’t think he’d be so happy to share me.” You responded finally leaning over to where you could meet him face to face.

Tee grinned, his perfect smile causing your smile to grow back once more. “You right,” He nodded. “You look great in my jersey, baby.” He then leaned up to meet you in a kiss. It was quick but passionate so attention wouldn’t be drawn to you too consistently.

“You say that every time.” You muttered when the kiss ended.

“Only speak the truth,” He shrugged before Chase was calling him over. “I’ll see you after the game.”

You nodded before leaning down a placing a “good luck kiss” on his cheek and lips, “Go beat those Bills.”

“That’s the plan.” He winked before starting to walk away, He paused for a moment and turned around to face you again, “I love you.” He added before running over to the guys he considered his brothers.

“I love you.” You mumbled to yourself before turning back and walking the couple steps to your seat. Tee’s mother had joined by the time that you had gotten done talking to Tee. “Hey, how are you?” You asked as you gave Tee’s momma a hug before sitting down beside her.

You and Tee’s momma made small talk while you waited for the guys to come out after they finished warming up. “Is he still wanting Jellyfish?” His momma asked you to know that he had discussed this with both woman on many different occasions. “He told me about the mishap.”

You nodded at the mention of his last Jellyfish purchase, “Yeah, He still wants some.” You assured her as the team came running out and you two stood up so you could cheer your man on. “I actually got paid last week and there’s some supposed to be delivered today, I was counting on beating him to his house and getting it ready.” You explained as they did the coin toss and the kickoff started.

“That is very sweet of you, He is so lucky to have someone care for him like you do.” She gushed as the game in front of the two progressed. “He was worried about finding someone because of his job and he didn’t want someone who wanted him for the wrong reasons. I am beyond thankful that he found you.”

You teared up hearing how highly Tee’s mom talked about you. Never had you had any potential in-laws to talk so kindly to you. Most of the time, your ex’s parents didn’t like you or had other things to say about you. It felt nice to have someone on your side since you were deeply in love with her son. “Thank you, that means a lot.” You told her honestly as you blinked the tears away. “I truly love him, and you’re his favorite woman so I am happy that we have this bond.” You explained.

After the conversation settled, you guys’ paid attention to the game. With Tee’s momma yelling at him from the stands to catch the ball, not to drop the ball, and so on. In the end, the Bengal’s had beaten the Bills and it was a win under Cincinnati’s belt.

After the game, you had spoken to Tee’s mom for a bit longer before bidding her farewell and safe travel. You had also found Tee and told him that you were heading to his house, and he could meet you there. To which he agreed and understood because he would be a minute. So, you had made sure to rush to his house, but made sure to be careful enough to not wreck. You had to get his Jellyfish in the tank before he got home so you could surprise him. He hadn’t known that they were ordered and since they were on the cheaper side compared to the items he usually bought, you made sure to buy them for him.

Once arriving at his house, you located the Jellyfish and googled and watched videos on how to properly transfer them so they would not die or have any issues. Once watching the videos and you felt you could safely transfer them. You placed them in the tank and made sure the tank was officially ready.

Once the Jellyfish were in the tank floating around, you made sure to turn the lights off, so they would emit the light of the tank. After watching them intrigued, you quickly tracked Tee’s location before facetiming his mother so you could ask her what she thought.

“Is it set up?” she asked after the initial starter conversation.

“Yes,” You replied as you flipped the camera and showed her the three Jellyfish floating in the big tank that he had bought. “Do you think he’ll like it?” You asked nervously. What if he wanted to buy the Jellyfish himself? What if he had a change of heart? Tee was someone who hated it when you spent your money on him, because he felt as though he had enough money if he ever wanted or needed anything. Which is why you resulted in the Jellyfish since they were $30 apiece.

“Oh, I think he’ll love it.” She spoke with so much emotion in her voice. “I sure do hope that you’re going to be my daughter-in-law.”

You spoke to his mother for a few more minutes before getting off the phone once you tracked your shared location and he was in the driveway. You quickly rushed through the living room and to the front door when you heard the door open.

“Why are the lights off?” He asked once he noticed you walking up towards the door.

You gave him a smile, “I have a surprise for you!” You spoke with excitement. It was getting harder to keep this a surprise and you were beyond happy that he would be seeing what you had been keeping for the past week.

A smirk appeared on his face for a moment, “What kind of surprise?” he asked in a certain tone.

You scoffed a bit knowing where he was going with it but brushed it off as you grabbed his hand and led him to the living room. The LED light lit up most of the space and the three Jellyfish floated around in the cylinder fish tank that he had bought.

Tee’s eyes widen slightly at the sight of the Jellyfish in his tank that he had gotten installed. “Did you buy those for me?” he asked as he turned to you.

You shrugged a huge smile on your face, “Who else would I buy Jellyfish for and store them in your house?” You asked rhetorically.

“I love you so much!” Tee mumbled before turning and pulling you into a hug. You already knew how excited he was, seeing as he was usually cool, calm, and collected. Yet, he was becoming Giddy like a child on Christmas morning because he officially had Jellyfish in his house. “You are the best girlfriend ever.”

You shrugged a cocky smile making its way on your face, “I try.” You joked before meeting him in a kiss full of passion and love. “Seriously though, I love you and I hope you understand how much you mean to me. Think of this as payback for all the “because you’re having a bad day” gifts that I have received from you.” She explained, noticing the happiness all over his face.

“I’m going to marry you one day.”

“That’s the plan, Tamaurice.”

[the-radio-demon-blog]

Hello hello, its me again! *gives a small grin*

Thank you for sharing a bit of insight into your childhood pastimes with me. It was really intriguing!

I used to enjoy tag as well, though I am not very good at card games, minus go fish and possibly old maid. I can play uno though. I don't think I have the best poker face myself. Surprisingly enough, though, I am exceptional at liar's dice. It's a social game of deception and strategy were people make bids and call bluffs on other players while attempting to avoid losing their own dice, so to speak. Its quite fun, I recommend it!

However, math isn't a strong suit of mine, nor is figuring out the probability of things; but some how I have a weird sort of luck with that game in particular. I believe I even made an acquaintance of mine nearly loose his mind in trying to figure out how I was able to guess correctly almost every single time without an ounce of thought put into my strategy haha.

*clears throat and shuffles in place, holding both hands behind her. It's obvious she's holding something*

In any case, that's not the only reason I'm back. I wanted to give you a surprise. You seem the type to appreciate those, I'm assuming.

*glances over into the lobby at all of the flower arrangements present gifted from previous guests*

But I think I'm a little late to the party with the surprise I have for you, haha. Well, great minds think alike I suppose. Anyways, the suspense is probably killing you, so here you go!

*Presents a bouquet of magnolias and violet Louisiana Irises in a sizable vase with a soft, shy smile*

Everyone deserves to at least get a bouquet of their favorite flowers every now and then. Its a token of my respect for you, my appreciation for your time and just to say I'm a fan of your work and radio show.

Also, if you guys need any help around the hotel, I don't mind volunteering! Though I'm not the best at fighting for security purposes, I am quite good at listening if someone needs to express troubling emotions and the like. I am also somewhat of an artist and can help make pamphlets and such for the classes and activities the Princess is providing, if you think that would be beneficial to anyone...

*Sheepishly laughs*

Though, I suppose you would need to discuss such an arrangement with the princess first. In any case, if you think my assistance would be necessary or profitable, I am willing to lend a helping hand wherever it is needed.

"Ah, of course, my dear! I am happy that you found my childhood pastimes intriguing!"

"Hmm...that's quite a curious skill? Terrible at poker yet good at liar's dice? How fascinating! Ah, yes, I have played old maid in my time at the bars. You should truly take up card playing, my dear! It is quite fun!"

"Well, fate and luck works in mysterious ways, darling! That's what keeps life fun, hm? I must also admit my strategies can be erratic. I like to be unpredictable. Once you fall into a pattern, your opponents can exploit it."

Alastor gives you a curious look and tries to discreetly peer behind you.

"Oh my goodness! Thank you, dear!" Alastor takes the flowers eagerly into his hands and sniffs their wonderous scent. He lets out a good humored laugh. "I never thought I'd ever get to smell them again! Hah! As strange as that sounds! It is always nice to meet a fan of my work!"

"Yes, of course I would have to discuss such things with the princess." Alastor tilts his head and grins at her. "That's quite alright that you aren't exactly prowess, not everyone is built to be. However..." Alastor taps his chin. "...the Princess has been organizing this...hmm...this odd "therapy" activity. Perhaps you could help her with that?"

Alastsor sets the vase on the coffee table, taking good care to arrange them in a pleasing position. Then he turns back to her and offers her an arm. "If you would follow me, I can take you to the princess herself if you'd like!"

[poppitron360]

One thing I felt like HoO really dropped on is the characterisation of the Argo II itself.

Where a lot of shows like Star Wars, Firefly, Doctor Who, and Star Trek really shine is where the ship itself becomes it’s own character.

I’m gonna use firefly as an example here, because I started re-watching it today, and this is something that’s a VERY key theme.

I think Joss Wheadon (the creator of the show) talked a lot about Serenity (the ship) actually being the “ninth cast member”. “Serenity” is the name of both the pilot episode and the follow-up movie, it’s name-dropped in the theme song, and the show is called firefly because it is a “Class-3 Firefly Spaceship”. And we as an audience really connect with the ship- despite the show being only fourteen episodes long (If I was only able to throttle 20th Century Fox… I answer to no god)- and I think the reason we do so is because every single character has their own personal connection with the vessel. Wash being the pilot (Also, if I remember it correctly, it being the place he met Zoë), Kaylee being the engineer, for Simon, it being a safe space to hide his sister from the totalitarian government trying to do experiments on her brain, and Mal and Zoë starting the ship together- Mal naming it “Serenity” after the battle of Serenity Valley which he fought in with Zoë (I could lore-dump about this show ‘til the gorram cows come home). And the whole premise of the show being about surviving with your rag-tag crew on this piece of shit that you love dearly, and just… keeping flying. Ugh, there’s something so magical in the writing that makes you adore the ship itself.

Other examples, like the Millennium Falcon, the TARDIS, and the USS Enterprise, are also good for this.

Now, onto how the Argo II itself:

The only person who really has a personal connection with the Argo II is Leo. The rest of the Seven just feel like they’re… on Leo’s boat. All the food is provided by the magic plates from Camp Half-Blood. Most of the piloting/engineering is done by Leo, and a little bit by Annabeth and sometimes Percy when they’re on the water. You never get the sense that any of the others really love the boat, or have any connection with it at all.

I think that’s the reason why the Seven never felt that close in my opinion. There was never a sense of community. Of people united by a common location.

I think, just love for a place in fiction is something really powerful to me. That’s where Harry Potter most thrived, not necessarily the plot, but wanting to be in the world, go to Hogwarts.

Camp Half-Blood had that charm and homeliness. So did the Waystation in TOA. Camp Jupiter didn’t for me, but I think that was kinda the point. But I never really got that from the Argo II, because of the way it was set up so that Leo was the only one who could really bond with it. And this is what makes Leo so compelling to me, is that he actually connects with his flying ship. I just feel like the Argo as its own character, similar to Serenity from firefly, could’ve been so good if it had been written right and was such wasted potential. It would’ve strengthened that bond between the Seven, and made that “familial” dynamic feel a lot more natural.

In conclusion? Everyone should go watch Firefly on Disney plus. It’s just fourteen, forty-five minute episodes, plus the movie. But man, is it worth it. You will cry at the deaths (why do all the good ones get impaled?). You will laugh at the jokes. You will probably say, “Wait- is that a young Zac Effron?” When a young Zac Effron has a cameo. You will wish you were as badass as River.

Idk, it’s 3:03am and this is basically a good idea of what the inside of my brain looks like most of the time. I’ve mentioned at least six obsessions of mine in this post.

[chwedout]

chwedout has finally reached 1k followers! thank you to everyone who decided to press the follow button, from those who followed me way back in the spiderstingle days to those who only followed me recently, i really appreciate it! to celebrate this milestone, i've decided to do a few things.

first of all, i've finally started a tracking tag — #chwedoutbox. you can find more about it in this post. i can't wait for you all to use it so i can see and share all the cool things you create.

secondly, i've decided to open up my ask box to requests! all you need to do is choose one of the following prompts and send a request through my ask box.

seventeen member + music video (e.g. vernon in rock with you)

seventeen member + going seventeen episode (e.g. mingyu in svt's kitchen for two)

this or that (e.g. left & right era wonwoo or 24h era wonwoo/ long haired jeonghan or short haired jeonghan)

there's no limit to how many requests you can send, go wild if you want to. i just ask that you be patient with me as sometimes i do like to go outside to breathe in fresh air and touch some grass. sending requests on anon is okay too! however, i won't be able to tag you when i do eventually post your request.

now i just want to say a massive thank you to all of my mutuals! being sappy lowkey makes me cringe but i couldn't have reached this milestone without any of you. to my og mutuals (i won't tag you dw) who were here way before i turned into a kpop blog, to my newest mutuals who i probably haven't spoken to, thank you! i hope you all know how much i appreciate you and that you all mean so much to me ♡

first of all my ride or dies- the hhu wives- sarah @vertiny, bec @storyoflight, and alex (idk if you deactivated </3) i literally would not be here without all of you. we've been through so much together and i just want to say that i love all of you so so much! let's all hope that we can one day go to that svt concert together.

j @vcrnons - my dolly in crime and my first ever caratual on tumblr! if i remember correctly, you followed me way back when i hadn't fully committed to being an svt blog yet. thank you so much for being so kind and supportive to me when i first started. i mean it when i say i don't think i'd be here if we didn't become mutuals since your work always inspired me to start creating myself.

ophelia @lee-sanghyeok - another one of my fave vernon stans! thank you for always being a joy to see on the dash! you're so incredibly sweet and i know i can always count on you to send me vernon content when i ask for it.

kashi @jeonsupershy - one of my fave wonwoo stans fr! seeing all of your wonwoo gifs always puts a smile on my face. every time he does something i just know that i'm going to be reblogging one of your stunning gifs later in the day. thank you for always being such an awesome presence on the dash. i'm so grateful to be mutuals with you!

max @scouped - you are so incredibly talented and i really hope you know that! i'm always in awe whenever i see one of your creations on my dash. you definitely inspire me to push the boundaries of my creativity when it comes to making content. i do miss your presence on tumblr but i'm always happy when i see you on the dash from time to time.

tiff @uservernon - my beloved dolly moot! thank you for always being so sweet. you always bring such a fun and bright presence to caratblr and i love seeing you on the dash or in my notifs especially when you're screaming about vernon. the url is still a powermove in my opinion!

maddie @jeonwon-wonwoo - you are genuinely one of the kindest and friendliest people i've met on tumblr. i've had so much fun talking to you about the most random things. i'll never forget our chats about the walking dead and teen wolf. i hope you're doing well!

yena @fairyhaos - my fave joshua stan! i hope you know that every time i see the couch shua pic i think of you lmao. i always love seeing you lose your mind over shua and you never fail to make me laugh with all the tags you leave on posts. thank you for bringing such a positive energy to caratblr! i'm so glad to have you as a mutual.

zaynab @galatariel - another one of my insanely talented mutuals! your gifs are always so gorgeous and always inspire me to go out of my comfort zone and create something new. i always enjoy seeing you make content for the things you love. thank you for being so kind and helpful.

nuri @jjunhui - again, another mutual who is extremely talented! everything you make is just stunning and your svt as text posts gifsets never fail to make me laugh. thank you for being so supportive and kind. i am so grateful to have you as a mutual.

nana @kyeomies - so glad to see that you're back! i've always enjoyed seeing your pretty gifs on my dash and can't wait to see more of your content. i hope you're doing well!

yo @redrcbin - literally one of my most beloved mutuals! i'm still not 100% sure when we became mutuals but i think it's pretty funny if it was because of the c-word game. i always love seeing you on the dash and in my notifs, especially when i see you losing your mind over wonwoo or mingyu. i'm so happy i get to call you a friend.

and to all the mutuals that i haven't talked to or interacted with that much - @jeongtokkie, @kimsmingyu, @wonboos, @leedonghun, and @soonhoonsol - thank you so much for being awesome! i really hope we do get to talk more in the future.

now i'm going to kick myself because tumblr won't let me tag anymore people and i'm pretty sure i've missed out on so many beloved mutuals of mine. i'm extremely sorry if i did, but please know that i appreciate every single one of you so much!

[angie-words]

12345 Writer Tag Game

Rules: Give us the links to your fic with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the least words (feel free to interpret however you would like; if not on AO3, can be on Tumblr or FFNET, etc)!

Thanks @27dragons for the tag! I think I've interpreted how to do this correctly, but apologies if I haven't!

Most Hits: Write A Way (Explicit, 73K)

Azira Fell and AJ Crowley are both successful authors in their own right, invited to speak at the same national book festival. Despite a falling out a couple of years ago, they've never actually met in person - so this event is going to be excruciatingly awkward for both of them.

Right?

As it happens, and unbeknownst to them, it seems they share a love of a certain TV show... and being very active parts of its fandom (yep, it's neurodivergent Fanfic Writer Crowley and Fanfic Reader Aziraphale time!)

Second Most Kudos: Let Me See You (Explicit, 4K)

Crowley accidentally sees rather more of Aziraphale than he was meant to, yet doesn't seem able to leave. Staying will change everything. Set post season 3 and featuring a healthy dollop of accidental voyeurism, Aziraphale and Crowley finally work out what being an Us means.

Third Most Comments: I've Got a Wand and (Maybe) a Rabbit (Explicit, 8.7K)

Dr Anthony Crowe has found fellow lecturer Dr Ezra Fell incredibly enticing from the first moment they met. However, Anthony's last relationship with a colleague crashed and burned, so this time he's keeping his emotions and desire locked down to avoid a repeat of that disaster. It's going to take an academic conference, some criminally-thin walls, and a rather magic wand to bring things to a satisfying conclusion for everyone...

Fourth Most Bookmarks: Talking is for Tomorrow (Explicit, 4.5K)

Aziraphale can't take Heaven or its numbing effects anymore, so returns to Earth, hoping to enlist Crowley's help in saving their world. However, he isn't expecting Crowley to be wearing the most ridiculous and tempting outfit when he greets him...

Fifth Most Words: Letting Go - a Write A Way story (Explicit, 6.6K)

Azira and Crowley have been together for a few months and things are going great. However, when Azira catches sight of a particularly smutty piece of Accurate Prophecies fanart, it leads to him realising there's something he'd quite like to explore with Crowley, especially as it might alleviate some workplace stress by helping him "get out of his own head"... Or: Crowley engages in some soft dom roleplay so he can give his angel exactly what he needs.

Fic with Least Words: Where We Belong (Teen, 1.5K)

Crowley & Aziraphale have settled into a new home together and they're beginning to find their rhythm as a couple. However, Crowley is also making plans to try and overwrite a disastrous first attempt.

I'm going to tag a few folks but please feel free to join in if you see this post on your dash! @rofell @rhosmeinir @sakascal @eybefioro @hazel-sage

[just-a-carrot]

Okay so I just realised something about the order of the arcs and which character is the focal point/sorta love interest in each of then(excluding arc 5). The first route isn’t really focused on anyone in particular, but Genzou meets a horrific fate via Orlam(ie nearly boiled alive and left to die alone and in pain). So. Arc 2 focuses mainly on Genzou, Iggy’s deja vu/vague memories of the past loop driving him on a desperate attempt to save him. Only to swap places with him, and have, well, Orlam die. Which then prompts an entire loop of trying to understand and console Orlam because then, maybe then, if he “fixes” the both of them then tragedy can be avoided. And then Arc 3 is the first arc where Gidget dies by HIS hands(if I remember correctly). So. It would then make sense that Arc 4 focuses on them. While also throughout all of this the background realisation of Bucks/everyone being the root of the cause slowly builds up until Arc 5. Idk I feel like I’m rambling and not really making sense but oh well. Im not all that clear on the rest but atleast arcs 1-3 feel intentional in that way? Like at first Iggy realises that okay Genzou’s cruelty and carelessness led him to provoke Orlam into doing that, so maybe if he shows him compassion and becomes something he can care about then maybe that can soften him and his crudeness(and it partially does), but then HE becomes the object of Orlam’s cruelty because, suprise suprise, Orlam’s still a wreck and still hurting and wanting vengeance thus leading to Arc 3 where Iggy attempts to console him too, only to go too far into trying to understand him and falls right beside him into cruel monarchy. Also I secretly think Orlam used Iggy to make Genzou suffer in Arc 2 because he felt truly abandoned by Iggy in that Arc, as hinted by him saying stuff like “you know it’s a shame Iggy I really liked you” or something like that in Arc 1.

Mannn I really am making no sense right now mb enjoy the word vomit i guess

oh this is interesting

tbh i hadn't thought about the order in these terms before. much of the order simply developed because the characters have always weirdly stood in that "standard order" in my head, even whenever i think about them, whenever i tag them in stuff, it's always in that order 🤣

when i first started working on the game (and the first couple of releases too) the idea was that you'd be able to play the "middle arcs" in any order you wanted. the choice screen asking who to call would have all three names and you'd be able to choose whichever order you wanted to go through them in. i guess because in the beginning i had thought they'd be a bit more self-contained and static?? unsure. but starting from work on arc 3 and getting even more intense with work on arc 4, i realized that that just wouldn't work. the narrative only works in this order, like, just the structure of the game in general, the structure of iggy's relationships, and even from a narrative viewpoint, each arc gets more intense and builds more on the previous ones, so it just didn't make sense any more for someone to be able to play arc 4 before playing, say, arc 2. (can you even imagine??? LOL) some of this is probably because of how much the chars and story grew as i was working on them, too. like arc 4 in particular veered on in wild directions different from how i'd first imagined it and with all sorts of new ideas and complicated dynamics getting woven into it based on where i'd taken the earlier arcs

all of this is just to say that it's interesting reading this, as the order of the arcs was both originally Just Because but also then because of the story beats and evolution became Very Important over time, and there are probably many ways that the inter-arc stuff connects to show interesting dynamics that i never even planned for or saw myself

[nocturnal-desolation]

Hello sorry for tagging. I am very sick, my asthma is at its maximum level, my nose freezes, I have no medicine or food. I am in bad shape financially, I am a black disabled, who uses multiple medications, I pay for my food and lodging

Unfortunately I do not have all the resources to keep me safe, that is why I need your help, whatever you can contribute to me will be of great help.

Would you look at that… I have a prime example of how to spot a scam in my asks. It's not very well done, just well enough that some people might fall for it - and some have even reblogged it. You've been redirected to the Fraud Detection Unit, which will take it from here. (actually it's still just me, I'm the fraud detection unit, we have "Fachkräftemangel" in Germany, sorry, jk)

Seriously though… First of all, I'd like to address the fact that it's incredibly sad to play with people's emotions like this. You should be ashamed of yourself, but I'm sure you're not. It's the same with scams asking for help and donations for people and families in Gaza, which has come up a lot recently and is even more despicable because there are actual fundraisers going on (which are official) and these people are in a terrible situation. So to exploit that worldwide sympathy or solidarity and use the inhumane circumstances of these or other people for your scams is disgusting to the core.

But back to this particular ask and blog… The text itself makes no sense. Like, not at all. For example, a " freezing nose" is not a typical symptom of asthma. I've never had asthma, but I'm pretty sure your nose doesn't freeze up when you have asthma. What are you trying to tell me? That you got asthma in the middle of a blizzard? Sorry, I can't help you with that. "Get out of the blizzard!" is all I can tell you. And what is the "maximum level" of asthma? Is that some kind of asthma end boss? Sounds more like you need an ambulance, not money...

That's why it's important to be fluent in English if you want to pretend to be a native speaker. I can't help you there either. I can barely speak my own language, let alone English.

Some other things everyone should notice or look for when getting messages like this:

blog was created fairly recently, no consistency, just reblogged some random things (like posts from 'tumblr staff' lol - no offense) to have something on it at all + obviously otherwise empty blogs that are just begging for money or reblogging other similar posts all the time are even more suspicious

something I haven't seen before either is "Black Lives Matter" being used as bait to appeal to those involved in the movement

randomly generated usernames (what is "toosaladgarden"? I've never had a salad that was too garden, so I don't know - not too important, but in this case it doesn't help to be convincing)

no bio, no age, no country (usually not important, but in this case it is)

non-transparent fundraiser, no one knows why this exact amount of money is needed (I think it even went from $1700 to $1900 since yesterday if I saw that correctly lol) and how the supposed current donations came about (you could put any number in there)

randomly contacted

scammers often use tactics such as emotional manipulation and urgency to evoke sympathy and to prompt a quick response

lack of details, very vague in general, limited information about specific circumstances

But that made me curious and I wanted to know more. You (the scammers) were "smart" enough to use a profile picture that can't be easily traced back to the original source, I'll give you that. But that's a problem for you, because it seems to be the only picture you have of this person with this child, so you had to use it everywhere…

And that's why I was able to trace your picture back to a Twitter / X account that goes by the name "Aska" and the handle askafarao… which also engages in very, very obviously fraudulent requests for money. Every few days or weeks since August 2023, this "X" account posts nothing but new "reasons" why the money is needed. And it's quite funny how little effort they put into it, because the reasons are not creative and half of them don't even add up. But most importantly, somehow there are a couple of different email addresses for different paypal accounts with different names on them. I think we can all agree that unless you're trying to hide something, you don't need more than one name… right? Unless Paypal is going to close your accounts all the time, or you're afraid they will because they're detecting fraudulent activity, you don't need more than one account, right?

TL:DR Let's make this part short and sweet: If you get a message like this, or see a similar post, be aware that it's a scam. Don't reblog it and don't be like, "But what if it's true…" It's obviously not, and when I saw the X account, I actually had a good laugh because this account is a complete mess, even for a scammer.

[statisticalcats2]

God, going through my blog for the tag over-haul and I just....

Motherfucking Cats fandom.

My friends and I privately complain about people harassing and threatening us and accidentally misgender someone (with immediate correction) and it gets a callout post with lots of notes and people dogpiling on and harassing us, and continuing to stalk our blogs and spread lies about us years later and another fucking server infiltration because they're not content to just chase us into privacy.

An anti openly harasses a CSA survivor, including sexual harassment, and no one fucking cares when people try to talk about it. It gets no notes.

Years of death threats and threats of real world violence and no one fucking cares. "How could you be so mean to the people who said they wanted to shoot you???"

None of you actually fucking care about victims or harm reduction. You just care about "gross" fiction. And almost everyone just fucking lets you get away with it.

So yeah, no, I'm never gonna just shut up about it. I'm done making that mistake started years ago where I'd get disparaged for "causing drama" when responding to people directly and publicly harassing people and I'd actually step back.

I'm not stepping back. I shouldn't have to be the bigger person while everyone treats bullying, sexual harassment, stalking, and verbal abuse as normal, innocent things.

Fuck you Vixy, fuck you everyone on the mod team for that Cats zine, fuck you everyone who would publicly complain and threaten me and my friends by name but would throw a fit and claim harassment if anyone dared to complain about them even without naming them, fuck you everyone who shared that callout and stood by it, fuck you all the people who openly didn't care about the truth and just wanted to be able to be violent without feeling guilty, fuck you Cats fan who saw the real-time response to a 15-year-old in another fandom attempting suicide because of bullying over fiction and decided the people who bullied this teenager to attempted suicide were the right side, fuck you Cats fans openly telling your victim you're going to continue stalking them and then crying "doxxing!" when they correctly threatened to contact law enforcement about your self-admitted crime, and fuck you everyone who just stood by and let these people take over the fandom, abuse anyone they wanted, and treated them like there's nothing wrong with them and like there's any validity to their actions and ideology.

[andreal831]

I understand you have your favorite characters and preferred ships, but you don't need to tear down characters and ships you dislike to uplift the ones you do like. People can like their Klaus ships, just the same way you like your Elijah ships. And it's even to create fantasy ships for fanfic purposes. Fanfic isn't real anyway, so it's not that serious. It's all just in good fun. And as for your point about Klaus and Genevieve, it's okay for Klaus to have some fun too and for women to be interested in him too. Klaus and Genevieve were both consenting adults, it wasn't even a serious relationship, so I don't see the problem with it. You make it sound as if women who show interest in Klaus and not Elijah are any lessee than those who are interested in Elijah. Not everything revolves around Elijah, not everyone had to be pining over him only. He's not the only one allowed to have sexy time. I'm just saying.

I say this with all due respect, if my post about my least favorite ships upset you, you may need to take a step back from fandoms or just tumblr specifically.

When we are in fandoms, it's important to protect our own peace, so block tags you don't want to see or avoid reading posts that may trigger you. I was specifically asked what my least favorite ships are. I tagged it correctly and emphasized it was my opinion multiple times. It doesn't need to affect you or your opinions/favorites. If you disagree, that's absolutely fine. It does not impact my opinions, just like my opinions shouldn't impact you. Fandoms are fun and we can have great discourse but this response isn't it.

I'm not sure if you are a regular follower and just having a rough day and this set you off or if you are new and went through my blog, either way, you've read my posts and know that I always answer truthfully and try to stay as consistently as possible. Yes, I have biases and welcome people to call me out on them. However, I don't believe that's what's happening here. But I'll still address your concerns.

First, I never tore down any characters in that post. Rather I addressed why I didn't like the ships. Critiquing a character/ships is not the same as tearing them down. Art is meant to be critiqued. Second, I did not use that post to uplift any of my ships I like. I personally think you should be able to like characters/ships without having to discuss others. I often avoid talking about characters/ships I don't like because it brings discourse like this and I don't prefer it. But again, I answered an ask. I also never said you can't like a Klaus ship. Klamille is a top 5 ship for me. But I won't apologize for not liking his other, more abusive ships. You can like them all you want, but just because you do, it doesn't mean I need to. Yes, Klaus and Genevieve are consenting adults, I never claimed they weren't. That is the least of their problems. The problem lies in the fact that she was plotting against his family, specifically plotting to murder his unborn child. Especially considering Klaus has always made Rebekah feel bad for her choice in men when he is actively inviting their enemy into their home.

And finally, I get you were upset by my post but this idea that I don't like these ships because they don't revolve around Elijah is a little absurd. I even mention an Elijah ship I don't like. There are actually several that I've discussed. I don't like this idea that every character has to be obsessed with one character. It doesn't make sense for the specific characters and makes a boring story. Again, Cami is one of my top favorite women in the show which negates a lot of the points you made.

I'm sorry you go so upset by that post. Tumblr should be a fun place where you engage with material that makes the fandoms exciting. If you have any more concerns, I welcome you to reach out. Hopefully in a less hostile tone next time.

Hope you have a great new year!

[prettyboykatsuki-moved]

yes pls more detail if you can

there is functionally no difference between self-insert and x reader imo. the communities overlap so much they're basically a circle. and while it's possible to come across someone who writes self-insert and not x reader or someone who only writes x reader but never self-inserts, its extremely unlikely. they're the same community to me and most other people

like i cant emphasize enough that they're just the same thing. but i figure you're asking something else so i'll explain like this.

if you want to get specific and technical, on the perspective of writing - "self-insert" tends to be when the author of a fic is injecting themselves wholly into the dialogue and story they're writing. this can be appearance specificity or character traits or actions. but it ultimately means that the author is in some form, directly putting themselves in the story. some authors write self-insert in second pov and some in first.

"x reader," tends to lean more towards a non-appearance specific character. reader can be a manifestation of anyone, not necessarily the author and tend to take on their own livelihoods. none of what i've just said is strict or finite, they're just general trends. they're more akin to an OC in terms of story telling and as a sub category of fic are defined by the use of second person pov for the most part.

this difference is ultimately very arbitrary and this distinction is kind of pointless to make which is why i have to emphasize that i use them interchangeably. most people who write x reader will inevitably have pieces of themselves appear in their x reader which is by definition a kind of self-insert.

the reason people tend to shit on "self-insert" is when things go untagged that break the immersion of a fic. it's completely fine if an author wants to write about them, specifically, screwing their blorbo. but as someone reading a fic, specifically if you're going into the x reader tag - you'll want to be able to project some parts of yourself in the story your reading and it can be frustrating to come across that.

that being said, no reader is entitled to that. nothing can be completely catered to everyone and if an author wants to post the most specific fic ever about themselves that's their prerogative. the only thing the author is responsible for is tagging it correctly.

but a lot of people (very entitled people) feel like everything has to be catered to them, and this entitlement appears doubly in the x reader genre because it involves and engages the audience more than other fics do.

so the reason people dislike self insert specifically is because it isn't catered to them. i do think the way things go untagged is a huge issue and i think inclusivity is something worthy of being discussed - but ultimately there is nothing wrong with raw-dog self insert. go and make yourself fuck that guy.

[nururu]

Hi. So I saw your posts about the x reader stuff, and I'm sorry that your having your time on Tumblr ruined by a community you aren't apart of. I know the tag feature has been an issue with a lot of people in tons of different communities.

But I am genuinely curious, because shouldn't this be something your more mad at the Tumblr tag function or just Tumblr in general for? Like I checked the posts you showed in the video, and both seem to be tagged fairly normally, and neither seemed spammed with tags. So wouldn't it be more productive to submit reports to Tumblr about the lack of the tag function reflecting your blocked/muted tags and creators?

As someone from the x reader side, I can assure you that we aren't doing this stuff maliciously, and I know I can speak for a lot of people on here when I say that we just want everyone to enjoy their time on the site. But taking the anger out on the creator when the fault really is with the site's tagging feature itself doesn't really solve anything.

Especially since this is an issue much bigger than just fanfiction side, as I know many artists try their best to tag their art with phobias that may trigger people in a particular piece, and how the tagging system is now, it's not really able to help as effectively as it should.

But anyways, again I'm sorry this is having a negative impact on your time here. I really do hope they get this stuff sorted out soon. And I highly recommend that you submit a report to possibly further help the push for a better tagging system.

I hope you have a wonderful day. ❤

Since 2012 when I started using Tumblr, it's always had issues with how it's functioned and how the tagging system has functioned. That's why it's userbase came together as a whole to do a damn good job at making sure things were tagged properly so people wouldn't have these issues with the tagging system (that has never once been perfect since the beginning of Tumblr and most likely never will be.) I'm specifically mad at x reader writers because they are the ONLY people who do not tag properly.

Example: don't tag x reader stuff with main fandom tags. Like instead of tagging it [character name] AND [ character name x reader], tag it with JUST [Character name x reader] instead of tagging it with [show name] AND [Show name x reader] tag it with JUST [Show name x reader]

That way, when I mute "show/character name x reader", it will actually mute it. The I can properly avoid it. But when you tag it with all the main fandom tags as well, it gets unmuted and I can no longer avoid it.

Also x reader writers will tag it with EVERY main fandom tags. Not just the characters they've wrote about, but every single strawhat. So I'm seeing usopp x reader in the Luffy tag.

Truly, this is less of "Tumblr tag system not working" and moreso "people not using the tag system properly and ruining its purpose". If I tagged every single dog I saw with cat tags, it would show up in all the cat tags. So when people search cats, all they'll get is dogs. Not that they hate dogs, but it's NOT what they're looking for. And just because I want everyone to see dogs, doesn't mean I should force them to.

Tumblr doesn't use an AI to auto tag things and sort them properly. It uses it's userbase to do that. If it's userbase isn't using it right, it doesn't work.

I am 1000000% blaming x reader writers. Every single fandom has this issue. Ive seen multiple viral posts complaining about this NOT just from the one piece fandom. It's inconsiderate, and rude, and ruins many peoples tag pages, fyps, AND dashes.

It's not my responsibility to fix an issue I didn't create. All it would take is for this one group of people to stop accosting everyone and start using the tag system as it was intended. This is the first time in my 12yrs on this site where it's been an issue. And it's because none of these writers tag correctly. Simple as that. Tumblr can't stop "dog" from being sorted into the "cat" tag if everyone is tagging dogs as cats.

Also it's not an accident or simply forgetting. It's intentional. And it shouldn't be bc it ruins everyone else's experience.

[qpr-prompts]

Will there be any more prompts?

hi hello!!! this blog has been suuuper dead. mod tragedy is super busy, and i think qce might've just lost interest in tumblr altogether, but im still around!! (also, im engaged to my qpp now??? queerplatonic MARRIAGE is REAL guys)

unfortunately i dont think im all that good at coming up with prompts on my own :( i started this blog because i really want to see more qprs written about and drawn in fandom! ill try my best to come up with some ideas if there's still interest in filling this niche! in the meantime, the inbox is always open for you to send prompts of your own!!

now, this part is slightly unrelated but since this blog has been dead, i want to say it somewhere! i know a while back there was a movement to start (tagging QPRs on AO3) with the tilde (~), but AO3 support didn't go for implementing the idea on their own? if i recall correctly, they told everyone to just do it themselves and added the idea to a waitlist. which... means we'll probably never see it, given AO3's track record :(

but since then, ive come across a different archive project that's just like AO3 called squidgeworld archive (SqWA)! they've (officially implemented the tilde as a relationship marker, as well as given QPRs their own relationship category)! its been super refreshing to be able to correctly tag and post fanfictions on there as QPR and have it be recognized, so that's where ive mostly been posting my own works. the tag wranglers on SqWA are also super quick to canonize tags and make them available for everyone to use, so it's very easy to trailblaze a fandom on there, and squidge is extremely responsive to their users so it feels a lot nicer than AO3 :)

~ Mod Comedy