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[fanby-fckry]

📌 Welcome, friends, foes, and passersby, to my personal piece of fandom Hell.

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Adult content

Kink

Problematic media

Fictional depictions of violence and gore

Discussion of potentially triggering content

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Fandoms:

The Amazing Devil (Band)

Avatar: the Last Airbender

Death Note

Doctor Who

Fullmetal Alchemist

Good Omens — I do not support NG

Gravity Falls

Harry Potter — I do not support JKR

❤️ Hazbin Hotel

❤️ Helluva Boss

Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Steven Universe

Supernatural

The Witcher

I tend to cycle through them based on the whims of my wretched gremlin brain. When and why the cycle changes is unknown even to me.

Current main fandoms are marked with a ‘❤️’

As Close to a DNI as I’m Willing to Post:

DNIs don’t work on assholes who intend to disregard boundaries, but there are a few cases where I believe people may genuinely not understand why something might get them blocked. Here’s a list, with links to context:

If you abbreviate Hazbin Hotel as HH, I’m blocking you.

If you have a default icon and blog title, I’m blocking you.

If you are a minor and you follow me, I will softblock you; if you do it twice, you lose the benefit of the doubt, and I will block you for real.

I know how to use my block button. If you don’t like me or what I post, please use yours.

Things you should know about me that may encourage you to use your block button:

I am anti-censorship.

I believe that exclusionism and separatism only harm the communities they’re supposedly protecting.

I survived Tumblr’s 2010s acecourse and transmed discourse era as a genderfluid asexual, and am officially out of patience when it comes to queer infighting and exclusionism.

I have a Cluster B personality disorder, and support all my neurodivergent and persodivengent siblings regardless of disorder.

I am a kinky, polyamorous, (a)sexual deviant, a genderqueer fagdyke, and the bi flag in my pfp is there for a reason.

I am an enjoyer of nuance and am fending off us versus them mentality and black and white thinking with a baseball bat.

I think genocide is bad and that using genocide as a front to be racist/antisemitic/islamophobic/etc. is also bad (refer to previous bullet point; also, I can’t believe I need to say this).

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Bluesky: fanby

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Side Blogs:

Personal/Miscellaneous: @fagdyke-fckry

Poetry: @refinedandgivenform

Hellaverse Image Descriptions: @hellaverse-described

Alastor RP Blog: @real-radio-demon — inactive

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Note: I’m not always the best at tagging things. Sometimes I make mistakes, mistag or forget a tag. If you notice something is mistagged or missing a tag, please feel free to send me an ask or dm me about it!

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Fanfic Masterlists:

Hellaverse (Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss)

The Witcher

Kinktober

AO3 Exclusives — Links to the AO3 collection

AU’s and OC’s:

UHverse/Unholyverse: Extended universe for the UH3/The Unholy Trinity (queerplatonic Alastor/Lilith/Lucifer fanfic series)

The Little Demon AU: Hazbin Hotel + The Little Mermaid AU, featuring Alastor as Ursula

Raze (tag, ref sheet): Fallen Exorcist OC featured in Raze Hell (Hazbin Hotel fanfic series)

Ash | Dual (tag): Sinner OC to be featured in Duality (Hazbin Hotel fanfic series)

Destiny | Fate (tag): Dual’s ex-girlfriend; Sinner OC to be featured in Duality (Hazbin Hotel fanfic series)

My Incredibly Biased Hall of Fame:

Fake Tumblr Dash Masterpost

Fandom + Tumblr Masterpost

Apollo’s Dodgeball Masterpost

The haiku bot reblogged my post — And then another one

Unintentionally Popular Aroace Alastor Post — And someone drew it!!

I added onto a Helluva Boss post and for some reason it became incredibly popular, to the point of showing up in my top posts for a good amount of time

Unbiased Hall of Fame:

Top 10 Posts 2023

Top 10 Posts 2024

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get to know the mun.

what's your phone wallpaper: cinnamoroll lockscreen + cinnamoroll background

last song listened to: 祝她 which is actually such a lovely song everyone go listen to it

currently reading: I feel like it's time for my annual t.gcf reread but also I'm too lazy to be currently reading anything rip my attention span has been shit

last movie: jackpot! (2024) which was a crazy ride but very very fun

last show: teacup. freaky scifi and I'm here for it. weirdly western media has been gettin me recently

how tall are you: 5'0 babyyyy

piercings/tattoos: nada, not even pierced ears fjdksajflsdkf I admit I'm a baby about pain

favorite color: red the blood of angry men

glasses/contacts: neither! I probably *should* have glasses cause astigmatism but it doesn't really bother me that much so I don't

last thing you ate: a mini pack of gummy bears. which, by the way, don't buy those packs, the plastic waste is insanity they're really putting 5 whole gummy bears into 1 plastic wrapper like please that's 1/3 of the bag -

current obsession: g.hg audiodrama (but maybe just ghg in general), trying to build main dps f.aruzan,

do you have a crush right now: do otome crushes count cause I just got the new sylus card yesterday so uhhhhh, actually i might be in love, so, you know XD

favorite fictional characters: h.ualian separately and together, j.ames t. k.irk (aos style I KNOW I KNOW I'M WILDIN), bai xiaojiu (whom this blog revolves around, honestly), p.ierre b.ezukhov (of russian lit fame), s.onya rostova (also of russian lit fame), w.en j.ianyan (who is truly too fun), ALL THE MUSES ON THIS DAMN BLOG BUT YOU ALREADY KNOW THAT SO SAYING IT IS BORING, also i'm incapable of sounding normal about j.iang c.heng and everyone who knows me knows that fact.

last place you traveled: Taiwan babyyyyyyyy (I miss Asia goddamn)

tagged by : I literally stole it tagging : you, if you're up for it

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Memory Lane [Velvet & Veneer]

Am I writing for Trolls? I guess so :'D Inspired by THIS fanart

Wordcount: 1.3k past bullying, hurt/comfort, mentions of canonical troll abuse

The cell is small and unceremonious. Cold most of the time. The space is empty, spare for a twin bed and a desk. White walls that could seriously use a wallpaper treatment but the torturing temptation to glamour this place up is probably part of the punishment. 

A guard shows up three times a day to escort them to the cafeteria and the showers. (Those are gross. No use without slippers.)

Overall it’s not that bad. 

Boring and dull. Sure. But honestly that’s a pleasant change from the hustle of fame. No schedules to attend to, no guilt crippling up your spine. 

He’ll miss the yachts, and the stylists, and the modelling gigs… but he’ll survive. 

His sister on the other hand… 

Velvet has fallen quieter ever since their sentence started. Once she finally accepted that making scenes won't get them out. He hated seeing her helpless but Velvet made it clear none of his attempts to play therapist will help. Not even a little “you’ll get wrinkles from frowning that much” nor a little shimmy to the beat of their favourite songs. 

If anything, bringing up music made it worse. 

Which made sense… 

Veneer too wished it wouldn’t have ended this way. He wished it would have ended sooner, the ethical crimes at least. If Velvet listened and they tried practice maybe none of this was necessary. They could have just asked the troll to teach them to sing! 

On a rare night when Veneer felt courageous enough to speak up, he suggested just so. But Velvet burst out laughing like that was the best joke she’s heard all year and rolled her eyes. “Why bother asking if you can just take it?” 

Back then that was all it took. One word from her made Veneer bite his tongue and lower his head. Because she wasn’t that wrong was she��it was nice, all the wealth, all the positive attention. He wasn’t used to the latter. 

Veneer didn’t care about fame as it was, not until he tasted it at least. But who wouldn’t want attention? Who wouldn’t want the world to echo with praises to their name? 

That’s what she promised. 

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Suburb house and dentists for parents. Not a pitiful life by any means. It still felt lonely spending half of their lives in school among kids who looked down upon them. At least they have each other. 

And sometimes that meant vibe checks at 1AM on the bathroom floor doing each other’s make up. Veneer’s favourite sibling bonding activity.

This time however the vibes were off. Deep blue. Less vibrant navy. 

Veneer could barely hold back hiccups, still too shaken to let go of the earlier events of that day. They were worse that day. Harsher than usual. Or maybe Veneer was just tired, weakened from the nonstop pushing and pulling, to have let them push him that far into the corner. 

“Are you gonna let him boss you around forever? Haven’t I told him off? Want me to bite harder next time?” 

Veneer shivers at the memory. Velvet’s teeth sunk into that guy’s forearm was terrifying but for wholly different reasons than what’s been going down beforehand. Now that he looks back it’s almost funny. “Geez girl you’ll get yourself expelled if you keep that up…”

“Perfect auditions backstory—kicked out of school, all hopes shattered but the humble dream of a star!” Velvet mused. 

“You’d have to survive mom’s lecturing first though,” Veneer teased her. A scoff is all he got in response, and the room fell quiet again. They’ve gotten quite loud with their conversation. If they don’t want to be caught here and now, they should tone it down. 

(And Veneer really doesn’t want to be seen like this—with eyeshadows and green nail polish. It’s a look for his own delight. For Velvet, when they pretend to be celebrities while they brush their teeth. For himself, to feel pretty.)

“Must I go to school tomorrow?” 

“Unless you want to be the one lectured…” Velvet echoes his own warning. 

“I’ll just get teased again…” 

He reaches up to tuck a stray lock of hair behind his ear. Velvet stops him, slapping his hand away, waving her own hand as a reminder his polish is still wet. 

“What a drama queen. Like I won’t. Do you see me complaining?”

“Well… yeah. All the time.”

“Gah. Cause they’re just being awful,” she groans and rolls her eyes while her hand flies mindlessly into the air, sprinkling a few drops of nail polish onto the tiles. Mom will kill them if that leaves a stain. Velvet doesn’t notice. “But we’re better than them! We’re better—than anyone. We’ll make them see.” 

She always sounds so sure of herself, so ambitious. It’s something Veneer has a hard time pretending. He’s grateful to have a sister like her. Someone to help him stand up on his feet and push him forward. Even if he doesn’t always see or like where they’re headed. 

Everything is okay with Velvet there. She’s always there for him.

When the kids at school make fun of his love for dancing, Velvet’s there. Words sharp like razors but pointed away from him. 

When he comes home crying. And shuts himself in the bathroom because they still share a room even at fourteen and he doesn’t want a confrontation. There isn’t a no confrontation option when your sister is Velvet, though.

She’s here. 

On the cold tiled floor of their bathroom, in the nook furthest away from the door where she’d lured him out from underneath the sink. She’s not even complaining about interrupted beauty sleep. 

She grabs his chin with the hand that’s holding the brush, turning his head. Her eyes are intense for a moment, distant like she’s not even looking at him. And then she softens, leans back. Pats his cheeks for good measures before she returns to the task at hand. “Wrinkles. You don’t want them, Ven.”

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The world would see them and like them for a change. 

Veneer had to promise some things too: to stop crying at every mishap, to follow Velvet’s lead and never turn back. A compromise. 

First of many. Some more fair than the others. 

Guess there was a gradual change in attitude on her side throughout the years. Veneer wishes he would have noticed sooner. That he would have had it in himself to resist. But the truth is—he owes that part to someone else. 

They never asked for his name but Veneer thinks he caught it among all the chaos of that fateful Rage Dome performance. A troll named Floyd. Whom they have kidnapped, exploited, abused, and almost killed… Not proud of that one. 

Yet that little soft guy still spoke to Veneer’s heart in a moment of panic and desperation. Echoed words that were already there locked in the closet with everything else Veneer wasn’t ready to think about. Seeded a spark of hope. Not quite confidence, but close to it. 

How did a little guy like him see through Velvet better than her own brother…? 

Well he did spend months with them in the diamond prison. Must have heard enough. And he hadn’t known her at her best like Veneer did, so memories didn’t cloud his vision either. 

Who knows—maybe he had a sibling like her too and knew exactly what was going on. 

None of that matters anymore though. He did what he did. 

Veneer wonders if he’d have shared more wisdom, would they have had time. Would he have listened to him sooner. He almost regrets letting him free, but the keyword is almost. He looked so much happier hopping with his little friends than he was clawing at the perfume bottle walls. 

Too bad they got arrested right afterwards and Veneer hadn’t even had a proper chance to thank him. 

He hopes to meet him someday again. 

In better circumstances, but hopefully soon. 

[what-a-creative-user-nana]

LMK ep 4 Review

Major Lmk spoiler under cut <3

Banger introo i Love

xD Pigsy ranting abt a carrot???? "a BEEautiful CaRRoT" v

Also TANG <33

Lol i love that Tang's a pessimist xDD

HOLD ON HOL UP xDDD ThIS v

(im so sorry) GFJQEYGMEA

UhhH This Creepy LADy vv

UHH TANG STAY AWAY FROM HER

Also: This rando w/ the fierce LasHEss

Lol- B got RejEcTed by Tang <3333

UH PIG WHAT ARE YOU DOING v

THERE ARE DISGUSTING VEGGIES THERE PIGS R U DUMb???????

Tang *looks at the veggies*- Are you blind?

LooK In mY ~exClusiVe WaRES~-WOman?? Sthu v

SHE'S SHADY PIGSY U IDIOT

UGH PIGS NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID!! YOU GOT TANG CAPTURED!! v

YOU OWE HIM ~Free Noodles for life~

YUSS Mei the VIdeO Game Queen Pt. 2 +SAndy!!! v

Mk: GUYSSSSS!! PIGSY'S MISSING!! v

Mk: HE DIDNT OPEN THE SHOP THIS MORNING! v

D-Does he really open eVeRyDay??

This: ??? v

Mk: Oh, and I just realized now.. Tang is also missing.

WHY DID HE SAY IT LIKE THAT'S NOT A BIG DEAL!!! IT'S TANG!

Mk to Mei: Uh, how did you get these videoes? v

Mei: Oh, I attached cameras to you a while back. *says it like it's no biggie* v

We stan a protective quEEN

Uh, Speaking of Queen--- IS THAT THE SPIDER QUEEN THAT IVE HEARD SO MUCH ABT v

i KNEW she was shady- Also Mk: AAH SCARY NIGHTMARE HOLE!!

I just love Mk in this one

Mk: EW, A SPIDER DEMON? C'MON NO! eW, yuck- I hate spiders HATE HATE!! WITH THEIR EYES-AND FEET AND HAIRY BUTTS v

Can relateee

*Deep voice*- OPERATION: Safe-Tang-And-Pigsy-From-The-Nightmare-Hole™ v

ThIS GANGGG vv

Pedestrians beTTER RUN BC THE SANDY-CAT-DRAGON-BURST SQUAD IS ON THE WAYY

UH, FORGETTING ABT THE PIG 4 A SEC SOMEONE SAVE TANG AAAHHHH v

WELL, SQ, HOW U GON GET FAME BY KILLING PIGS AND TANGG???

XDDDD I SHOULD NOT BE LAUGHING BUT WHEN SQ SAID "~Dinner~" I IMMEDIATELY THOUGHT "Heh, roast pig" WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME XDDSUGFUGMEIUG

Back to THE RESCUE SQUAD- YEAHAHH v

Uh, wow they.. uh.. just let themselves in- UM MK, MEI THAT"S NOT A VERY SAFE POSITION v

UH- LOSER! SHUT UPP v you areNOT ALL THAT

UUUUGHH TANGGG!! WHY WOULD U TELL HER MK's COMING!! Like ILY BUT you gotta learn to SHUT UP ;n; v

Tang: Don't worry, Pigsy. Mk's far too smart to fall for one of her traps!

*Meanwhile with Mk* v

Me w/ spiders: v

Mk: This place is full of WEBS AND HORROR (can relatee)

:OO ANgsty Nightmare FUEL???? v

Her: ~Don't tell me you're scared of SPIDERS!~ *gets all up in his face*

Me: BACK OFFFF

<YES THIS IS ALL PIGSY'S FAULT IHSFHAHHHHHHHHHH WHY U DUMBB>

OPERATION- Save-Mk-From-The-Nightmare-Hole™ v

<SQ: Hah, you're the kid Monkie King chose?

Mk: No, I'm the Monkie MANN>

I SHRIEKED- GET AWAY FROM HIMM vvvv

HAHAH THE SQUAD'S GONNA KILL YOUUUUu

<YAY RESCUE SQUAD SAVES THE DAY (heyy that rhymedd-ishh)>

Th-THis Picture is going on my Wallpaper RN~~ v

OPERATION- Rescue-Tang-And-Pigsy? v

YEAH! SUCCESS! (With absolutely no trauma to take home for later!!)

*Angry screaming at the sky*- SHE'S GONNA COME BACKKK!?!?!?!

Alrighty! I've hit my pic-limit soo I'm outie! Til next time~

[sarahwrites-a-lot]

[ID: a poem entitled "wishes for ginkgo biloba" Described under "Keep reading".

My counselor is not here to watch the way she did when our metaphor about the zoo splintered me. The ginkgo, bastardized further as the maidenhair, arrived in German hands first in 1690. How like a Western mind to force-feminize everything. In Emily’s office there was the wall to sink against, someone to listen as I begged to be done with the gaping, a bullet-hole. A diffuser of lemongrass, a green turtle screensaver. Alone I punch straight through my right tit and keeping me alive a thousand swooning ginkgo leaves reveal themselves. Doubtful of finding the other thing I strip the leaves out. My hot hands practically caramelize. The ginkgo tells any who will listen, “All my friends are dead.” Even the wind’s kiss is lostsong to the ginkgo. A sense of not belonging far from new. I slap my body all over till it is tattooed bloody some midcentury wallpaper with leaves resembling fans or trumpets or cyclones. Copper creep paint. I ask the ginkgo why live. In Emily the counselor’s office we talked at length about the land of the longnecks, the limby dinosaur utopia of 2003’s Land Before Time fame, green and tawny herbivore outcasts who belong to each other. They would call my mother and tell her I didn’t nap just pretended and I was too busy eating and outgrowing to prepare for the other kids with their short necks and their psychic eyeholes. To the ginkgoes, I’m sorry, and I will sing the melodies beetles don’t echo back anymore. Rage a body-captive, ginkgo biloba, always rage Cranberries lyrics and passages of Cariani in my sleep. Window’s shadow in the therapy room my eyes must be burnt in four parts and every last live thing that grew at the birth of the ginkgo is gone now. No diffusers here, love. Emily I miss you. I am still howling about depressive realism. To the ginkgoes, I’m sorry nothing wild eats from you anymore. Somewhere there is a world where things are okay again and some never happened at all. I plant you there.

End ID.]

Why does every therapist tell me that I’m so bright and confident and articulate, can you please help me deal with the gaping hole in my chest

[ma5ey]

Brisbane Lions x AI 3D Chibi avatars

// APRIL 23RD, 2025

Yup, it's happened. I've fallen victim to the current web craze of using AI to put a playful spin on individuals of note. Seemed inevitable that I'd bite the bullet, invest in a month's worth of access to ChatGPT's famed "4o" model, and see what I could muster using a selection of the 2025 Brisbane Lions players as my subjects.

From the outset let me stress that all of the images you see below were AI-generated using the ChatGPT 4o model with some follow-up Photoshop retouching where required.

Details such as the selection of logos on the player jerseys were a bit hit-and-miss even after considerable attempts and retries, but I squeezed a fair amount of fun and satisfaction out of the mini project and hope that you all equally enjoy the results.

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: This 'No Time To Die' Advent Calendar is the Ultimate Gift for Bond Fans.

[pennzance]

Ghostbusters: Port Huron (Episode 1)

Episode 1: The House in Avoca

Date: July 20th, 1998

Incident Report written by Eric

Today was our first job as a team. Orientation was a breeze and we all found our roles pretty easily. Jeremy is on Tech, Amber is our Ace, Bryan’s an asshole (every team needs one, apparently), and I talk.

I’ll admit, I was looking for an easy gig. Chasing down breezes and creaking timber in old houses for decent pay? Sign me up. I didn’t think this stupid town was important enough to actually have hauntings in it. It’s Port Huron for cripes sake! The ONLY important thing we have is a bridge to Canada. Well, two now. They just opened the second one last year. I’m not much of a driver, so I don’t know if it affected traffic a lot, but whatever not the point.

We got our first call to a place in Avoca. This is a one-horse town that sold the horse a long, long time ago. Literally a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it town. And I know, because we did. Twice. I’m not letting Bryan write down the directions anymore, that’s for sure. I might also not let Jeremy drive anymore. He insisted on having the siren blaring the whole way, and it was a half-hour drive. My poor brain.

The house was owned by a newly married couple that had moved in to get away from the bustle of Detroit. The husband commutes an hour to work now every day and the wife seems dead set on macrame as her way to fame and fortune. I don’t judge. They complained about one of the walls seeping slime of some sort, and said they had a plumber look at it and he recommended us. They tried calling the Flint branch and got referred to us since we just opened.

I kept talking while the others went off one what I assumed was a wild goose chase. Ghosts aren’t really REAL, right? Well, that’s what I was thinking until Jeremy, big hairy scary Jeremy, let out the most girlish scream I have ever heard in my life and went barreling out the door. Before I could process what was happening, there was a high-pitched noise and all my arm hair stood on end as Amber lit up the place with a Proton Pack.

“What’s happening?” I shouted over the sound of wallpaper being scorched by science.

“Free floating entity!” Amber shouted back. “I think we woke it up!”

And that’s when I saw it. Ugly, purple, lumpy and drooling. A little see-through, but absolutely, undeniably there. My first reaction? Honestly? I thought ‘Crap, this is going to be a REAL job, isn’t it?’

Jeremy came back, which was good since he had our second Proton Pack. He was also angry. Or embarrassed? Probably both.

He and Amber blasted the entity while it tried to vomit slime onto Bryan. They took a lot of the fight out of it, and a lot of the joy out of our clients as they also blasted a cabinet full of very nice-looking China.

Amber and Jeremy pinned it down while Bryan and I cleared space for the trap. It was just like the training, really, just with a lot more screaming and crying. We popped open the trap and the entity got sucked up. Mission accomplished! End of report.

ADDITIONAL: Eric neglected to get the clients to sign any of the indemnity paperwork that is standard in a job like this. As a result, payment for the call was waived and damages awarded as per franchisee paperwork section C. Eric was reminded that the pre-case work paperwork is mandatory. – Stephen Kaye

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