#i won't answer

[alicentsultana]

When I used to be in uni, my psychology professor talked about identification, love and hate-

And I wonder, what does it mean to always be in the wrong team-

I always like the wrong and evil character, the anti-hero, always, like a plague, I don't care about the protagonist, they tend to be too much, naive, glorified, blind, coward - but not it's bad counterpart, no, this sad bad meow meow person is 10x better and complex, the good and bad, as every person is.

When we like them, it only means that we see and recognize the injustice they suffer, and more than that, we also know and accept their flaws, we accept and recognize their growth and loss of innocence.

I mean, Alicent? Little girl being hated because she is what women in her time are suppose to be? Obedient to her father's wishes, submissive, passive... but no, vilified as the friend who wanted (I'm cackling who would want to marry him, she wouldn't want to marry no dragon in fact, she clearly is terrified of them) to marry an old and sick man, the father of her best friend, forced to birth child after child as was expected of her because of course she wants to strip her once best friend from her title of heir, yes, it is written on her face. This girl wasn't having a day of peace ever - two children when she was seventeen*, four when she wasn't even near her thirties. A girl, sold, raped, judged and denied justice.

But her good counterpart? Oh, how glorious and modern of her to lie, throw tantrums and rage around, hide behind her weak father's judgements and run away from facing her problems and faults.

Don't even get me started on others... Like Hurrem.

A girl, enslaved, probably saw her family and people die before her eyes, sold from one palace to another, denied to practice her religious beliefs, denied her own language, letters, freedom. Condemn to serve.

But you see, look how pretty she became. Let's gift her to the sultan

Who knows the things they threatened her with, she was, before being a concubine, a slave, property of the sultan, not a woman, a thing.

The inferno she had to endure before having a son, before getting her freedom and a legal marriage.

But yes, she is evil, she wants to kill a child, the child of the woman she hates, a child that won't hesitate to kill her sons.

Because it is the fraticide law. Even her own children would kill each other the moment their father died.

Even to this day, Hurrem isn't remembered as a girl - who suffered and raise up to have the best life she could fight for - she is remembered as the evil mother, playing her children to be against their brother, the wolf among sheep.

Both of them, done dirty by the narrative. Two women called monsters, when they are but two humans, two women who suffered and had to reinvent themselves in order to survive and continue. I doubt it was completely for their own selves, but for those who depended on them.

I could go on and on about so many others, but I'll just talk about this two blorbos.

[thought--bubble]

So after reading all that you go and send these people love notes?

Ok I wasn't going to address this at all because it is none of my damn business BUT since this is the second damn message and this one is a bit more specific I will answer simply for the sake of clarification.

The "love notes" you are referring to were sent to multiple people. Some people involved in this recent disaster and some not, also for the sake of clarification they were sent out the day BEFORE everything went haywire (Pardon my inability to see the damn future) thus were in NO WAY sent to assauge anyone's guilt for any part they may have played in said situation.

They were simply something nice I sent out with some really fucked up timing. That's it. it really is that simple.

If that offends you, i don't know what to say besides do what you need to do in order to make your experience on here most comfortable.

With the utmost love,

Jess

[niuniente]

I don't comment often bc I usually don't have anything specific to say and don't believe in speaking filler words that don't actually mean anything. You aren't entitled to comments or positive feedback that people don't want to give, just as the viewer not entitled to art you don't want to make or publish. Hope you get over yourself soon!

So you rather not say even "Thank you for this fic" but you take it and go away? Because you don't care about "filler words"? Because they don't matter to you, then it POSSIBLY can't matter for anyone else either? Because we're all you, right?

No one is entitled to get feedback from anyone - or like Danny said, you don't need to say thank you for anyone, but if you don't just because you don't feel like it, well, you're a jerk - but no one is entitled to just take and not even say "thank you". In such a case, you already have made a decision for an other person that the author, the artist, the gif maker, the plushie maker, the cosplayer, the voice actor, the youtuber etc. doesn't need any feedback. If that isn't entitled, then I don't know what is.

I don't personally care if I get comments or feedback - if I don't get them enough or I feel what I'm giving out there not worth of my time and effort anymore, then I just stop doing and sharing it. Very simple. This is not itching my ass but I'm speechless how self-centered some fandom people are like "Well, I don't feel like doing it". Don't do it then, no one is forcing you, this isn't any fandom oppression for fuck's sake, but don't complain either if people stop giving your fandom new things because they feel unseen, unappreciated and like screaming into a black hole.

You do not get to decide for other people that this or that can't be important to anyone else because it is not important to me. That's some right wing, capitalistic rhetoric; I have no personal need for housing for homeless, so this can't be important topic for anyone, so I don't support housing for homeless. Homeless people can stop whining and be grateful for their cardboard boxes. No one needs to help homeless people. They need to get over themselves.

Different topic, same ignorance at the core level (albeit homelessness is a much more serious issue than fandom ignoring other fandom people).

Sure, everyone can be as much of a jerk as they ever want to. Ignore others as much as they ever desire. No one's stopping them. Does it create a positive, supportive environment for new things to bloom and people to be happy? Well.....

[lesamis]

are you a Byron or Wilde apologist?

concerned citizens from 1895 are messaging me

[wickcipher]

You've Been Portal Jacked! Part 3

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[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

Yeah, I don't know about you, Fidds, but I'd fold at this 🙏

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No middle sliders.

[wasyago]

Falls in, i would love to hear about this decked out/failed cave exploration au pls pls pls already i am Bewitched

hehehe [in tango's voice] sighh i suppose...

really im very tempted to just let it sit and not tell anything, because it's so fun seeing people theorize and point out details in the notes. but yeah i guess i shouldn't gatekeep it, its a fun au!

i do want to state in the beginning that it was a one-off thing and i have no plans on continuing it or drawing more for it. if you do tho? feel free! (not asking for fanart by any means, but giving the green light if anyone was wondering)

well

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Pet crew were a group of cave explorers. They're no experts by any means but they were no amateurs either! (ignore the fact that they're not wearing any PPE, i didn't want to draw it, ok--) And recently they've been excited about mapping out a new cave system they found, completely unexplored according to their research.

Tango, always a big lover of his plans and spreadsheets, presumably decided to go in alone ahead of time to sketch out at least a rough draft for a map, so they had an idea of what they're going to be dealing with.

But see, this cave is not an ordinary cave, no matter how pristine and untouched it looked. It is one gigantic organism of unknown origin, and a hunrgy one at that, the air inside it is filled with little cells or spores that, when inhaled enough, start taking over the body and corroding it to the cave's will. Killing the host in the process.

So, obviously, after spending some time in the cave by himself, Tango did get some cells in him. Not enough to be noticeable, but enough to give him a headstart on the corruption when the group went in for a proper dive some days later.

The first symptoms of undergoing the change are pretty standard: light fever, weakness, dizziness — easy to mistake for a flu.

Which is exactly what Tango did. Of course, going caving with a flu is not a smart thing to do either, but the group has been planning this trip for so long, delaying it even more because someone was slightly under the weather would've been foolish!

The cave started off with a big drop, requiring a rope to be set up, and then sprawled into a system of tunnels. Tango and Pearl were very excited to find an entrance to some ancient tombs a couple of hours into the dive. There were stairs leading even deeper underground, which turned out to be an entrance to a bigger cave system, with a huge frozen lake in the middle and an entrance to abandoned mines.

Further symptoms include skin turning pale, graying hair, eyes starting to shift color to red. Previous symptoms remain and intensify.

Tango had always been pale, he had blond hair too, and in the dark it was hard to notice the white streaks in them. The pink cheeks were easily passed as a result of being in the cold. Pearl did express some concerns about Tango's well-being when he started to fall back a bit, but he dismissed it as just him getting tired. By that point Pearl seemed to also have some "frost" in her hair.

After the hair have fully turned white, the tips start to switch color to an unnatural blue. Skin eventually loses color completely, turning gray. Fever intensifies as body desperately tries to fight the infection.

At that point it was impossible to deny that something was wrong with Tango. There are no mirrors underground though, so to him it was just his flu getting out of hand. Guilty of hiding his illness, yes, but nothing critical. The blue hair however were not normal, and the other two were freaking out a bit more than Tango would've hoped for.

They had an argument.

Etho snapped and hit Tango to beat some sense into his stupid head.

By that point Pearl was clearly looking bad too, and Etho's own hair were apparently turning white. They were all feeling terrible, physically and mentally. They decided to head home.

As previously stated, the cave is in fact alive and can sense when something that belongs to it is trying to escape. In an effort to stop it, the whole cave system comes to life. Old animal carcasses rise and start walking, small screeching creatures begin patrolling the tombs, the ice melts and the cave blooms in dangerous ways.

When the crew exited the mines into the second level of the cave system, it was apparent that the way back would be a lot harder. By that point Tango was struggling to stand and Etho had to drop his equipment to carry him. But the fever and the dizziness were making it hard to move fast, the changed layout of the cave was difficult to navigate even with their map, and the way to the surface was still very and very long. It was obvious they couldn't make it out....

Unless they were willing to make some sacrifices.

Etho isn't proud of his decision, but leaving Tango was their only option! He and Pearl still had a chance to escape if they moved quickly, but Tango was just too far gone, he couldn't-- Etho couldn't carry him to the exit, he was getting too tired, and if they all stuck together it would get all three of them killed! Was it not better for at least two of them to survive instead of-

They had another argument.

Pearl stubbornly insisted on taking Tango, so Etho had to lie to her and say that they will come back once they scout out the way. Etho couldn't force himself to look at Tango though, if he did he would be met with this knowing look and he just couldn't bear it. Tango cried when they were leaving.

After the body succumbs to the fever it stays dead for a short period of time, while the rest of the changes set in.

It took a miracle for both Etho and Pearl to reach the tombs, but the hard part came after. Etho did everything in his power to convince Pearl to leave with him, he said they will come back later when they're better prepared, he said it was too late to help Tango, he said it was Tango's own fault, he said many bad things, none of which were enough to change Pearl's mind. She turned back and Etho didn't follow her.

He ran through the tombs and the caves alone, losing his eye to a monster he saw all too late. It was painful and it was disorienting, Etho doesn't even remember how he got to the initial drop they went down, he was panicking and only moving forward because of adrenaline and instinct. The ascend was a fever dream, Etho doesn't know how he didn't fall to his death then.

Through the rush of blood in his head, Etho heard the faint sound of Tango's voice. Too cheery for his feverish condition, and much, much closer, a lot closer than the place they left him to die in. He did not hear Pearl. The sound stopped when it was right under him, and he felt a light tug on the rope he was hanging of. And nothing else happened...

Etho emerged from the cave into the cold night, stumbling over his own feet, too tired to run. Their van was parked over by the entrance and Gem was already waiting for him. Him — shaking, bloody and alone.

...

The body reanimates again, now obedient to the cave's will. It is no longer alive but it is not dead either, frozen, stalking through the tunnels in a mindless haze.

[witches-come]

[dailyhatsune]

hatsune macaque

[keferon]

Imagine you're in the world of Transformers. Imagine you woke up randomly in the med bay and you're a giant robot.

You don't know which version of Transformers this is, the movies or the TV series or the comics? You don't know.

But you need to pick a faction and join it right now.

[jeeaark]

....Why is Durge so handsome and tall and strong looking and aa. ...I think i've flustered myself.

[shalom-iamcominghome]

Basically, most all my posts on this topic can be summed up as:

List of people responsible for antisemitism:

Antisemites

List of people NOT responsible for antisemitism:

Jews

[starfalldancer]

the best (worst?) thing is that it's not even the most cursed part of my orbiter..

you know, i'm something of an interior designer myself

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 81

Danny blinked at the small children Ellie was holding the hand of, looking quite proud of herself. The small children- between ten and twelve so somewhere similar to Ellie’s age- who both practically stank of magic and Gods. 

He took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose even as Dan cackled while opening the door more to let them inside. “Alright, what’s your name, kids?”

“B-billy…um, Billy Batson...” “‘m Percy! Percy Jackson.” 

“Nice to meet you two- any idea where in your family you have a god or two, because one of you definitely smells like Zeus and I’m pretty sure Poseidon and I am not dealing with either of my half-brothers.” 

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

vampires age in your halloween au? (vampire old man gucket is fun! just curious about the logistics)

old wolf stanley.. so awesome. tail betrays him by wagging when hes trying to pretend hes not a sap

Vampires don't usually age by getting grey hair and wrinkles, but Fidds hurries his aging process by using the memory gun!!

Stan helps him outta the habit, but it still takes it's toll, y'know?

And, I totally love the idea of Old Stan not being able to hide his fondness because he just can't stop wagging his tail when he's with the people he loves 🙏 So cute 🥹

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