#lily whiteknight

[ringleader-inky]

Lily's White Knights are Dumb (MENTIONS OF SA AND ABUSE!)

Ok, so normally I wouldn't make a post about this, but I'm feeling petty as shit.

Don't go harass this person it's not worth it.

So another one of Lily's whiteknights @andycollector925 had made this dumbass post.

And I had decided to comment on it saying that they were wrong in defending Lily just because she's a trans woman. You can't see it because not only did they hide the comments, but they fucking blocked me. Listen Andy, if you're going to defend you "queen" then you should be able to take the heat and not be a fucking coward. And also leave the comments open, yeah? Otherwise people will just assume that you can't handle the truth or being wrong. But let's go over their response to me shall we?

Wow... you can say all this stuff to me, but can't let me respond... how fucking pathetic. Now I've seen Lily's side of things, and yeah she changes the story on everything. Yes, Lily has been abused by her family and SAed by a teacher, and I will admit I feel sorry that it happened to her.

However that doesn't negate the fact that abused her sister and abused her partners. And yes she does change her story. In her video defended herself and said that Courtney SAed her, but a few years ago she made a post about beating up Courtney over the remote and how she never let her touch her again. Even though supposedly Courtney had 60 pounds on her and she was malnourished, supposedly.

So which is it? Was Lily so badass that she beat Courtney with a remote? Or was she to small and weak to defend herself? Before someone one says "Oh well this could've happen before the assault." You're meaning to tell me she can fight over a remote with her life, but not fight over not being assaulted with her life? Make it make sense.

Also are we going to forget that she herself admitted that she had TWO MARRIED SIBLINGS! THAT SHE STILL DRAWS TO THIS DAY!?!?

But yeah no Courtney's the one raped Lily. Not the one who's currently writing incest and making it look all cutesy and hunky dory.

Also Lily just calls people abusers whenever they come out about Lily's abuse. She did it with Britt, Lizzy, Kp, and now Courtney. It's clearly a fucking pattern of her shitty behavior. Lily fans sit here and say "Oh we need evidence of Lily's abuse." But then don't ask Lily for her receipts? Cuz as far as I'm aware Lily hasn't shown shit of Britt, Lizzy, or Kp abusing her. At all. So again go ask Lily for her receipts. And while your at it ask her why she kept Lizzy's last name. Cuz victims of abuse don't keep their abusive partners last names, especially if they were never married. Or are you not going to because you immediately believe a trans women with no second thought whatsoever.

I hate people like this. Genuinely because they don't look at the evidence presented to them. They don't actually care about the victims of abuse, they care about fitting the fucking quota of not being seen as transphobe. Which is fine, great even, but here's the thing. Trans people are people and we shouldn't putting trans people on a higher pedestal and letting get away with assault, abuse, and flashing a minor. All of which Lily has done, she even admitted to the last one in her own video.

You can call me whatever the fuck you want, Andy. Afterall I'm not the one defending a incestiphilic abusive pedophile. So why don't you take minute to find your fucking brain and bite the curb while your at it. Or are you the living proof that a human can live without one?

[liquid-bonhomme]

Lotta people seem to experience some kind of schism brain bleed because I speak both wokescold and memelord.

I've been pretty open about this, I don't know why everyone so surprised all the time.

I'm white trash, raised in a conservative household, in a conservative community, was a lib from the moment I discovered that side of the internet at like, 13, was a chan-child, was on something awful when I was way too young to be, was a micro internet celebrity in a micro internet community, got involved with the anti-sjw community AS I was also going to art school (no one of significance), quietly crashed out of the anti-sjw community, transitioned, got comradpilled.

I'm literally one of the oldest zoomers alive.

I speak fluent soy and fluent shitlord. I know how to boomer whisper, I know how to alpha speak.

I was there when the deep magic was written. I keep up with the latest in brainrot.

I am samefag. I am slay queen.

The chans-to-trans pipeline is real.

I am gender ideology run amuck. I am why you don't send your daughter to college. I literally have blue hair. And we are in your safe spaces, chuds. We see you posting cringe. We meme along side you.

The redscare is just getting started.

No I don't have a kiwi farms account. Yes I do check the site for information. Yes I do use my critical thinking skills to assess the validity of things stated, but it's pretty obvious who's properly documenting shit and who's there to piss and shit.

No I don't think Kiwifarms is inherently evil. Yes I do disagree with how the site is moderated and the validity of the "muh freeze peach" argument as to why it is the way it is.

If you crybullies haven't noticed though, it's not really that far off from the rest of the internet. Just because you'd get flagged for saying "kys" or "trans not realz" SOMETIMES on other sites before doesn't not a unproblematic website make.

Like, I know it will make no difference, me pointing this out, but

@thetepes

@crimsonender

@saiscribbles

@agramuglia

@britts-galaxy-brain

And on occasion even I get bombarded with a flurry of respective bigotries while being called bigots pretty fucking frequently.

This isn't me making the argument that saying slurs is categorically fine in all circumstances (because God forbid morality isn't black and white) but being a bigot in flowery, progressive-coded language is still being a bigot.

Though of course any of you coming here to whiteknight for Lily, of course, already don't give a fuck about that. That's quite literally her whole shtick.

You can't really talk people committed to being bigots out of their bigotry. They have to de-brainworm on their own terms. I can tell you that from experience.

On the flip side to that, grinding people who just don't fucking know better into the ground doesn't really fucking help. Yes-- it's no one's job to do the unreasonable amount of emotional labour necessary to constantly "reach out" to the un or poorly informed. Yes, sometimes offering them up as a sacrificial lamb for public ridicule is worth more of your time.

I have something of a skill for bridge building because of my personal experience, so I often put in the work to do so. I don't expect anyone else to have the spoons for it. I don't judge anyone who doesn't.

Yes, it's extremely frustrating to me, too, when I get called the "reasonable" trans person, the "reasonable" socialist, the "reasonable" queer, the "reasonable" leftie. Don't worry, when I've decided to go for bloodsports instead I've been called a wokescold tankie gender nazi too. They WILL just flip out on you depending on the tone you take, no matter what you're saying. Despite what anyone says, every one is just responding emotionally to tone.

If any of you are this shocked I'm this numb to open transphobia at this point-- I don't know what padded room your from, must be nice-- but it was experience total ego death or die in a k-hole for me, so.

Never bby grill. My love for you is eternal, Tuna. Here, I'll post this here so you have plausible deniability you aren't in a certain discord server. Take this shitty edit as a token of our everlasting love.

I have a few favs from the Lily Farms thread, actually. Ones I'd be willing to talk to directly if they were interested.

I even have one problematic fav.

I won't name you, less you get embarrassed, but I saw that pronoun and name switch. I see you're worried to lose your chud street cred by "she/her"ing or calling her Lily-- but I see you settled on a compromise, unprompted. It brought me a tiny bit of faith in humanity back into my cold dead heart bud-- so thanks for that.

[dorkycreature-89]

i don't like calling fandoms/fanbases "toxic", i really don't. i don't think it's fair to generalize a bunch of people based on some jackasses in that space. now that i've said that.....

i have never seen a more toxic, parasocial, and (ironically) transphobic fanbase as lily orchard's. i'm kinda astonished by how many people will whiteknight for that woman. and i know "creators aren't responsible for fan's actions" and i would agree with you......if lily didn't perpetuate that toxicity by constantly using her identity as a shield. and they eat this shit up (while unironically being transphobic to other critics)

i swear, it's the youtber version of nicki minaj stans, istg

[wu-sisyphus-gang]

whiteknight week day 3: Haven House

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There was something in the basement. In the tall white house in the middle of the woods where my sisters and I lived with our mother something definitely lurked away in the dark dusty corners of the underside of our house.

I had to be the brave one. I was the oldest. I was a guy. It was time to be a man. It was time to stop being afraid of the shadows which hung on the walls under soft grey lights. 

I’d been in the basement a thousand times and I’d been fine literally every time. But still I was afraid of our basement. I was scared of shutting the lights off and walking up the stairs and turning my back on that total darkness. It was just so empty and complete. 

No lights penetrated within and the lights which did shine in the basement were dull and weak. It was always dark down there. It was always dusty and had the faint smell of iron or copper.

I went down to get a gallon of milk for my mother. A little errand for a big boy. It should have been no problem for me. 

I walked down the stairs. This was the easy part. I turned on the lights and everything was fine. Dark still. But it was fine. There were no Grimm or other goulish monsters down here. It was fine, I reminded myself that frequently and with force. 

You’ve been down here so many times and nothing bad has happened a single time.

That didn’t stave off my irrational fears. Just because I knew a fear was irritation didn’t mean I could suddenly control it. We don’t choose our fears any more than we choose what food to like. It was automatic. It was outside of our control. And the dusty smell of iron pressed in on me as I opened the fridge. The light inside the fridge was brighter than the grey lights of the round bulbs in the ceiling. This was the easiest part. It was the part when the room was most lit up.

I grabbed the jug of milk from the shelf easily enough. There was no problem to that at all either. I was strong enough for this. I turned around. I saw little Lily standing in the stairs by the door. Her eyes bulged in their sockets and grew strangely to cover most of her face in a distorted wave like fashion. Her nose and lips and ears shrank and all her hair fell out. She started screaming.

It was a high pitched wail that made my bones and ears ache. Then she shut the door on me slowly and turned off the lights. I was locked in the basement. Alone in the dark with the cold milk jug in my hand.

I raced to the door and fumbled blindly for the handle. When I finally grasped it it was only to discover the door was locked from the other side. I retreated back into the room and dropped the jug. The plastic shattered and milk went everywhere. It coated my legs nice and cold. I crawled on all fours. I searched for the fridge with reaching hands. A square corner. It wasn’t here. It must be to the left. In the total darkness I found the fridge and opened it to get some light. To get some respite.

Inside the fridge was a skinless, hairless, eyeless thing. It twitched its head on its neck and turned towards me without eyes. With long limbs it crawled out of the cold fridge and towards me. 

It grabbed me by the ankle when I fell back and away. It stood there eclipsing the light in its naked glory. Its limbs were much too long and thin and its body was small and round. It picked me up with it’s one hand and sank its long teeth into my ankle.

I woke up with my ankle humming with a vibrating pleasure. It hurt, yes, but it also felt strangely pleasant. I… I rubbed my ankle in the real world. I stroked softly so the skin slipped swiftly there. It felt good. But I was on edge with fear and adrenaline. The sensations combined into a luring grotesqueness that was a pleasant sensation. 

“Jaune…” My mom’s voice whispered to me. I heard it clearly in the soft night. There was no buffer or noise machine. It was silent in the room Ren and I shared.  “I will always be your mother.”

Sometimes, in the throes of a nightmare, when unseen powers whirl one over the roofs of strange dead cities, it is a relief and even a delight to shriek wildly and throw oneself voluntarily along into the where the ginning mist yawns.

I checked a clock. It was four-forty five. I could probably get back to sleep if I really tried or wanted to. I didn’t really want to try. I laid back in the bed. I deserved worse than nightmares for the shit I had done. I was becoming something of a monster myself. Five. I’d killed five people. I’d elegantly unmade and twisted five coils until they certainly weren’t.

I sighed heavily and loudly as I laid back in the bed. 

I needed to get out of the rental and clear my head. I need to clear it in a way which didn’t involve shooting myself which was a touch more tempting than I was really letting on. 

I got out of bed and got dressed quietly. I made my way out of the rental and onto grey Mistrali gravel. The upper floors really were beautiful. But boy oh boy were the lower floors ugly. In a lot of ways it was two different cities entirely. 

The sun was yellow and barely peaking out over the horizon. Beams of course light stretched through the air and I breathed deeply. It was refreshing and crisp this early in the morning. I muddled my way along through a market square clearing. It wasn’t busy but there were people out. I walked past the closed bazaars.

A brown haired girl spun in front of me and I stopped. She had deep green eyes and a red ribbon in her hair. She had to look way up at me to meet my eyes and I stared at her for a moment. 

She reached into the basket by her side and pulled out a little white rose. “Here,” she said softly. “For you.”

“A flower?” I asked.

“That’s right.”

I looked away from her. “How much?” I wondered.

“That depends on the customer… for you, no charge. Sound fair?”

“Why?”

“You look like someone who could use a flower,” she returned easily and breezily enough that I thought she might float away. 

I reached out a gloved and gauntleted hand. I took the delicate stem gently from her. I wasn’t sure what to do with it. I tucked the stem under a strap of my armor.

“Thanks,” I managed.

“Don’t mention it. Have a good day, now,” she bid me and just as swiftly as she appeared she was gone. She weaved her way through the openings in the early crowd. I blinked after her. I was unsure if I really saw her at all but I had the evidence of the encounter pinned to my chest. 

I made my way down into a busier street. 

I took in the sights of the shops on either side of me. One place was selling those little miniature trees that you trimmed. I wasn’t sure what they were called. There was a jewelry shop next to it and it was still closed. There was a dress shop with something elegant and purple hanging in the window. I stopped and stared at the dress. It would match Yang’s eyes well enough. I glanced a little along in the other window and spotted a flowing red gown which I bet Ruby could rock like no other. It was crimson like the tips of her hair and seemed to have petals flowing around the waist of soft silk. Her eyes could make anything glow and I was sure she would look like a distant dream in this dress. 

I shuffled along.

I was suddenly shoved aside as I passed a bakery. The window display confections shattered and a man stumbled out with a cash register under his arm. He bumped into me as he dashed away from the broken window. Inside the bakery some fresh smell was emanating and a fat man in an apron shouted out. There were other customers inside. It smelled of coffee and baking pastries inside. They were open early it would seem. They were robbed early.

“Stop that man!” The man in the apron shouted.

The man with the register under his arm took off down the street. 

I activated my semblance with a flex of will and took off after him. My feet… Ren was right. I didn’t touch the ground as I pursued my quarry on a pocket of air. I reached behind me and drew the longsword from the shield. The long triangle shaped blade ran down to the far too long red handle. I gripped it comfortably.

I front flipped in a thirty foot arc that ended with me landing easily in front of the burglar. People gasped and parted around me like I’d made a crater and they separated around the running man as well. He stopped running with a slide and stared at me with an open mouth.

“Drop it,” I leveled my sword at him. “You can walk away if you drop it.” I watched his whole body tense up. “Don’t,” I suggested harshly. 

He went for a gun. I crossed the distance between us in a sapphire blur. I swung my sword up into his hand where he held the gun and collided with a green aura. I knocked the gun out of his hands and into the air. I stepped in and shoulder checked him off his feet. Before he landed I swung diagonally down from the right, then diagonally down from the left, then across the bottom in horizontal cut, then one last arching upwards swing that flung him back into a wooden box. He crushed it and his aura dissipated around him. 

He dropped the register when I hit him. 

He made to crawl towards the gun but, still Limit Broken, I glided forward and took actual walking steps where I kicked the gun off to the side of the street and far away from us. I continued my march and connected my boot with the side of his head in a swift sideways kick with the toe. He fell back and slumped over into unconsciousness. 

I stepped away from him and felt my glow dissipate. The power was gone.

I didn’t feel particularly good as I reclaimed the register. I sheathed my sword and walked back down the street and through the gathering crowd. I walked into the bakery over shattered glass which crunched under my feet. I set the register on the counter. 

“Thank you, young huntsman,” the baker said. 

“It was nothing,” I returned. And it wasn’t. This meant nothing to me. 

“Let me offer you a croissant and coffee. Please. Allow me to thank you earnestly and generously from my heart to yours.”

I looked away from him over his head at the fairly crowded establishment. Some people had left but many remained. Some were still partaking in their coffee and pastries even through the chaos. Sure, most had stood up to get a look and were now staring at me and there was a line near the counter of people still mostly organized. 

“Fine,” I agreed with a glance back down at the baker. “I’m in no hurry.”

“Thank you. Please, won’t you have a seat. What’s your name?”

“Jaune Arc.”

“Just a moment,” I watched him go behind the counter and pour a coffee and grab a roll. He came back over to me and put them both in my hands. 

“Thank you,” I murmured. 

“No. Thank you.”

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I walked back into our rental. The police had gotten involved and had had a few questions for me but after that I was free to go.

I ran into Weiss in the kitchen. She turned around and stared at me from where she was washing some mugs in the sink. 

“Jaune…”

“Weiss,” I greeted.

“I had the chance to talk to Ruby,” she informed me.

“And?” 

“Well, I still think you’re being self destructive what with the self harm and alcohol. But I see why you wanted me to talk to her. She told me you were getting better.”

“I figured but couldn’t assume.”

“Where’d you get that?” Weiss asked. She pointed at the little white rose pinned to my chest. 

I took it off my person with my gloved hand. I stared down at it for a moment. Then I held it out to her.

“It was a gift, I think,” I said. “Here.”

“Shouldn’t you put it in a vase” She wondered. She reached out and took it anyway. She held it up to her nose and smelled it. “It smells like Ruby,” she breathed. “Thoughtful of you.”

“It’s really not. It’s nothing. I guess I could have given it to some other girl."

"A single little rose as a sign you’re thinking about her?”

“If she doesn’t know I’m always thinking about her by this point I have no clue how to make it stick,” I sighed. “I mean who does she think she is?”

“She’s very good looking,” Weiss agreed.

“She’s drop dead gorgeous,” I confessed. I blinked at Weiss. “Of course you are too.”

“Oh?”

“Oh come on. Your entire team is? Ruby doesn’t have any idea but you know. You know that you’re good looking.”

“What makes you say that?”

“You knew that you were out of my league,” I said. She blinked at me. “We can talk about it. It happened. I had a crush on you.”

“I didn’t reject you because I was better looking than you,” she scoffed. “Though you’re right to say I am.” She gave me a small smile. 

“Total ice queen,” I laughed. “I don’t know what Pyrrha saw in me. So shoot. Tell me why.”

“Tell you why she was into you or tell you why I rejected you?”

“Both.”

“I’ve met a hundred guys who could actually pull off what you were going for at Beacon. You couldn’t even play the part well. You couldn’t even pretend like you were all that. It was dishonest. And you weren’t even good at lying. So you didn’t even have that going for you.”

“You would have liked me if I was good at lying?”

“It would have been something at least. You came at me with a big ball of nothing. You know it and I know it.”

“What did Pyrrha see in me?” I asked openly. “I mean, come on. I’m not much. And she was out of my league by miles.”

“Well. You probably weren’t coming at her with a fake personality. I can only assume that she saw the real you and she liked it.”

“Stupefying,” I confided. 

“Is it?” She pressed.

“Little bit.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m not much. We went over this. I’m a ‘big ball of nothing.’”

“Are you nothing? It sounds like you put your life on the line for Ruby.”

“Well yeah. I’m nothing and she’s a good person. What decision was there to be made in that? It’s no contest.”

“You’re not ‘nothing.’ You came at me with nothing. They aren’t quite the same thing.”

“Don’t bullshit me. You saw straight fuckin’ through me at Beacon. Don’t hesitate now.”

“I don’t know. I suppose we’ll just have to see what’s there and what’s not.”

“I’m telling you that it’s not a lot.”

“But it isn’t ‘nothing.’ Is it?” She leveraged down on me. She pointed her chin upwards at me as she said it. 

“And that’s enough?”

“Enough for what?” She challenged me.

“Well, ideally making that same hypothetical girl happy.”

“It might be. Is what it is worth something? Are you valuable down there at the bottom of yourself?” 

“Probably not,” I admitted.

“Well I don’t know,” she confessed right back. “I never got to see the real you.”

“You never wanted to try,” I fired.

“You never gave me the opportunity to try,” she breezed. “If we’re honest you would have tried that fake personality on any date I gave you. So why would I bother?”

“Honestly?” I asked.

“Honestly,” she agreed with an elegantly quirked eyebrow.

“I’d like to believe I would have surprised you,” I said.

“Is that right? So you want to impress me?”

“Always have,” I returned immediately. 

“I suppose we’ll just have to see about that,” she folded her arms and leaned back on the counter. She had her lips turned up in a little smirk. 

I looked away first and pushed my hand through my hair. I clicked my jaw closed. 

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[merc1e]

if and when white lily cookie and silent salt cookie gets shipped together, i want their ship name to be called whiteknight

[lavender-teardroplettes]

Oh, I get to talk about the anon situation now?

Hi, I'm someone who watched this unfold first hand in the discord- I see what you're doing, you're not going to spread misinformation and try to gaslight it further. I read your whole post, I have some points I on it I don't want to miss.

Pride isn't just about positivity, it's about highlighting the negative as well.

The devs talk to each other and actively help each other code their games or figure out fun mechanics together. It's not stealing code if they trade it among themselves. They also rp their yans together because IT'S FUN god damn. Do you know what devs also do? Actively talk about problem situations in the community that may affect their fans and personal peace and safety. They recognize they have voices that can highlight and bring awareness to, they want to use them.

The server is an 18+ server for Erotic horror vns and RH, it's 18+ because we are all adults. Because of that, we have an id system in place because we want to be able to have this space without minors engaging or sneaking in. No one has been doxxed, please provide the actual proof of this instead of throwing around a lie. Also, it's not a kink server, we're just horny adults who happen to mix our kinks with our fan indulgence, we try and keep it to the appropriate channels. On the topic of Ellie: No one is weird about her. You can't organize emotes on discord unfortunately, but Ezra has a fleshed out family and Eillie has her whole life written out with another vn creator. Ellie's emotes are NEVER used when we're simping over the love interests and are mostly only used when talking about Ezra's family life or day to day outside of Sugar. If it IS that much of an issue, they can be removed.

NO ONE IS ENCOURAGED TO HARRASS ANYONE. Do people vent? Yes. Can replies be made in passion and defense, YES. However, people are allowed to vent out their thoughts and get out their frustrations in a safe space before figuring out how to respond after getting those feelings out. I'm highlighting AGAIN that MANY PEOPLE on the server are autistic and a lot of your words are coming off as extremely abelist and infantilizing.

On the topic of the anon situation, as someone who saw it happen and have made my own realizations on top of talking about it after bringing up some of my concerns; while it was a messy situation, Lily was given false proof by two of the ex mods. They were asked, without shadow of a doubt, if it was real, and Lily believed them. They apologized, they want to keep apologizing to Sushi endlessly, and most of all they're doing their best to try an do the work to do better and be a better person and creator. Lily is 21, 21 year olds make mistakes and should be allowed to grow and learn from them.

You know what people are also allowed to do? Grow and learn about their identities. It's not lying to be questioning and figure out what label fits them. Are you going to yell a the 50 year old trans person who finally decides they're going to transition? NO. Lily is a trans person highlighting trans and intersex people and bodies. Futa has NEVER been used and is a banned term and is educated on how it's harmful to the trans community. Trans people draw/write other trans representation because we know how important it is to see it, wow. I've seen what fetishization is, Lily's not doing that.

We are ADULTS, if you don't want to engage in a space then move on, heck, make your own, but don't go around shitting on others for having fun in the space THEY MADE with their friends. You're just being a party pooper at this point and trying to whiteknight for a situation that honestly isn't worth all this in light of a dev supporting NAZISM AND TRANSPHOBIA.

I'm saying it again; DO BETTER.

Since I can’t send this as an ask I’m just gonna make a post lol.

@restartheartvn @queenlilithprime

I just wanted to let you know how much I enjoy your game and the characters you’ve created. I hate that some losers decided to take things too far and ruin the way the fandom on tumblr used to be. There is nothing wrong with you or your game and I really really appreciate how hard you’re working on it cause developing a game is something a lot of people could never do. I love the designs and unique personalities of all the characters and I can’t wait to see how your project grows in the future :)), I’m not able to support you with money since I’m struggling a bit myself but I’ll support in any other way I can cause I genuinely enjoy your game and from what I’ve seen of your personality through the way you interact with other creators and your fans, you seem like a genuinely sweet person and I really hope you’re doing better now mentally than before.

Keep taking care of yourself and try not to let anything some dumbass on the internet says get to you, you have an entire fanbase for your game as well as other devs who’ll always have your back <33

( ik this is super late and super cheesy but I felt like it needed to be said )

[venomoustentacula]

It’s been said a billion times but I hate how Snape’s obsession with Lily was romanticized. Yes Snape was brave. Yes he was loyal in the end. HOWEVER.

What gives him the right to literally bully a CHILD, because his mother fell in love with his high school enemy— which probably wouldn’t even have happened if Snape didn’t push Lily out of his life and call her a mudblood when she came to his defense??

He bullied Harry for years and not just him but also Neville, and for WHAT? What reason did Snape have to make Neville fear him so much his boggart reflected that? From the beginning, the fact that he’s taking out his emotional issues on a child makes him pathetic. Yeah he saved his life. But how petty can you be, as a grown ass man, to hate the kid of a lady because she didn’t end up with you and punish him for things he had NO control over, over a period of 6 years??

I can appreciate the angst and unfortunate nature of Snape and Lily’s relationship, trust me. It must have torn him apart to know that he had to act as he did to protect her— and even then, I don’t know that he “had” to. Snape wasn’t a fool— he didn’t believe in the pureblood mania. He himself was a halfblood. I get that he came from an abusive household and he had to indulge certain personality traits in order to make it through life. I think if he’d had more of a backbone during his youth, he could have said fuck that shit and defected from what he was expected to do. Look at Sirius, who was exiled from his family for rejecting their beliefs. It’s true that Sirius had the Mauraders, while it seemed Snape only had Lily. So I can sympathize with him taking the path he chose, as he was forced to choose from an early age. However I think it’s just tragic for him, in the end, rather than some profound romantic story that whiteknights him and ignores how much of an asshole he was to everyone who wasn’t Draco.

[blue-shaded]

I really wonder how Sean is going to adress what's been going on in the community this year in his year in review video tomorrow. If he doesn't he's just as ignorant and stupid as I feared... There's so much to discuss and I hope he won't sweap it under a rug... But I fear he will and pretend everything has been sunshine and lilies

Nah I think he will adress the tea blogs and I think it will start an uprising of whiteknighting stannies going to our askboxes like “Told you so, Sean wants you to deactivate so do it!”

All we need to do is stay strong, don’t listen to him if that happens, and ESPECIALLY not shut up because of that. Him not being able to listen to feedback and criticism needs to be adressed + we need to exist in order to call out the toxic ones in the community. We also need to be around to adress Gab’s racism and stuff like that. 2020 is not the year we deactivate. No matter what the video is going to turn out like.

[quantumuncertainty]

yeah okay sure, Lily, aka kentucky.fried.cringe, aka Madison. what was your disabled account username then? how come you, "Lily", just happened to magically spawn into existence? where are your other social media accounts? you're still Madison though. Madison's whiteknight "friends" typically never reveal their face nor show any proof of their identity or them being a seperate person. why? because if YOU, Madison, tried to find a photo online to use, it would be reverse image searched and traced back. you really suck at pretending to be other people on alt accounts. you lack at making fake art styles as well and its so obvious. you don't even TRY to type in a different writing or typing style for these fake ass accounts.

[werewolf-cuddles]

And I just saw one of Lily’s whiteknights calling Josh a “pussy” for “not being able to handle a bit of shit talking”.

Never fucking mind that many of the things Lily has said about Josh go beyond shit talking and straight into slander/libel territory.

[spokenmind93]

Absolutely not a whiteknight, guys!

Josh has been busy with the Toon case since the start of it all. In the end, it didn’t stick, mostly because idiots like Vida leaked all the private information before they had the chance to bring it to the police.

Josh has been busy with comforting the victims and is not fucking boasting it around like he is the Holy Lord. Also, I’m quite sure that Josh and the rest have been trying to let the victims HEAL and get them ACTUAL help and not let them hang onto their anger. 

And now, he’s in his full right to finally bring Lily to justice. Lily has done nothing but slander Josh and sends hate mob after hate mob after Josh and his friends while Josh BEGGED for people not to go after Lily in his videos. Something Lily willingly ignored because she has admitted to never watching the videos.

You might say you’re not whiteknighting her but it sure seems like it.

[takashi0]

Hey Takashi, who's this Lily person and what did they do?

Lily Peet is a contrarian, Corporate Shill, Far Left, Sociopathic parasite in the brony community who openly despises bronies and uses any possible opportunity to slander us as a whole despite being a prominent member of the circlejerk community of brony analysis.

But I’m guessing you meant What did they do RECENTLY, which is using the ToonKritic scandal and the existence of Rule 34 and Clopfics to paint the entire fandom as either pedophiles or pedo apologists. 

This despite being most well-known in the fandom for making underage rapefics and for whiteknighting for Pinkiepony when she tried that exact same type of slander crusade, but calling us rapists and rape apologists instead.

She’s kind of a massive piece of shit, in fact. 

[the-smiling-pony]

Lily Peet is seriously using the Toonkritik drama to accuse the entire fandom of being pedos or pedo apologists and I'm just sitting here thinking "Hey asshole, remember how the thing you're most famous for is writing foalcon rape fics so fucked up that it makes A Serbian Film look tame and then having the audacity to white knight for APM even though it doesn't even come CLOSE to being as explicit as what YOU did?"

I think you mean he whiteknighted for DWM despite APM being tame.

And Peet kinda spread art of Pinkiepony’s character getting violently raped. Whether to fuel the drama or so they could criticize such things is something we’ll never know because they’ll never acknowledge it. They still pretend Tara Callie was a real person, after all.

But anyway, yeah, projection and hypocrisy.