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grimm909 · 2 years ago

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Deep In The Sea - Part 1

Hey guys! I don't have much to say here, not to mention that I will be answering your requests as soon as possible. I'm sorry for those who wait, but I had made a promise to myself that I would do, first of all, a horror and drama story where Jade would be the main attraction. Sorry for the delay and please don't give up on me! I also want to apologize if there are any English mistakes. As I said in my first post here on tumbrl: English is not my native language. Happy reading~ WARNINGS: female gender reader, violence, yandere, obsession, non-consensual, mind break, horror, drama, mutilation, mention of pregnancy.

The creature's eyes glowed with fervent attraction, which you thought were like a child's after being given a new toy. That same heterochromatic gaze met two other eyes fragmented between fear and fascination, but equally deep as the ocean. Those eyes were too fixed to dare to look away. Those eyes were yours.

Apparently attracted to you, little by little the creature's slippery tail began to wrap itself around your body, similar to a seaweed that simply wraps itself around things, without actually squeezing them. It was almost like a preventive measure to not let you get away from him, preventing any attempt by you to escape – which you thought was a possibility.

The penknife still present in your hand — firmly attached to your fingers as the only weapon you had in case you tried to defend yourself against him — was something seen and admired by the merman, as it had been exactly the object that had saved him until a few moments ago.

And of course, you.

[...]

It should have been just another normal day of swimming for you. As a marine biologist, sometimes your job allows you to explore and catalog the different types of fish in the sea.

You don't know exactly when this desire to explore the intriguing and dangerous ocean started, but you know that's what you wanted for your life. The emotion, the adrenaline, and how enchanting the beauty of the things that existed below the water was not something that made you tired.

You also usually had the help of your friend and co-worker, who was responsible for steering a small speedboat, to take it to the middle of the ocean. Sometimes you took turns swimming, as it was not a good idea to leave your only means of transport floating in the sea.

Really, nothing had been much different from that. You put on your wetsuit, waved goodbye to your mate, and dropped into the ocean with a waterproof camera slung around your neck.

You dove as far as you could to the bottom of the ocean, for enduring the cold and high pressure down there was not something a human could do without the proper equipment. And his were good, but not the best.

Nevertheless, for someone with affinity and custome, trying to go more than a hundred meters deep was reasonable. As far as you knew, the longest record ever broken by a person was 320 meters. But honestly, it's not like you're too interested in beating other people's records, if they weren't your own.

So you were tempted to go deeper than ever before. Checking his blood pressure gauge and what oxygen he had left, he realized that a longer round trip would be possible, as long as there were no interruptions along the way.

However, it was from this decision that things started to take another turn.

So, well, your fault.

You've successfully managed to bear the huge weight on your back and take some great pictures, which you use to take some daily notes later on. However, just as you were about to swim back to the surface because of the oxygen, a tiny high-pitched sound was captured by his ears.

You thought at first that it might be a whale, dolphin, or any other creature that made relatively loud sounds like that. However, this hypothesis was soon dismissed on its own when the sound again resounded in a more strangely shrill and profound way, that even the earplugs could not rid him of the momentary headache caused by the noise.

This was unlike anything you had ever heard, recognizing that it was not an aquatic animal ever cataloged by man. You were extremely tempted to want to know what it could be, perhaps even discovering a new species of sea creature and being able to photograph it.

Curiosity overcame your logic and you tried to guide yourself through the animal's "screams", noticing that as you swam deeper, the sound increased. Darkness began to cover more and more the entire route, due to the lack of sunlight. And you were forced to turn on the flashlight housed above your head, so you could see what was before your eyes.

The vision was of a tortuous path with many stones, but his biggest concern was the excess of mesh nets present in the environment and other types of garbage improperly discarded, which continued along the way to where the source of the sound was.

You checked the oxygen in the cylinder one more time and realized you had to race against the time. The movement of your feet and hands became more erratic, yet quite painful due to the pressure of being even further down than you could have anticipated.

By the increase in speed, in the distance you noticed a strange sea shape, which for you exactly resembled an eel. However, eels didn't "scream" that way. They didn't even look as huge as this one.

You became more cautious as you knew the good reputations of these creatures and taking an electrical shock was not in your plans. Then he tried to approach more slowly, until he noticed that the creature's shape was starting to get even weirder.

You hid behind a rock and turned off your flashlight so the animal wouldn't see the light, then turned on the camera. Your intention was to zoom in as far as you could and try to take the picture right there in the darkness, through the flash.

Squinting your head a little, you positioned the camera towards the animal and in a quick fraction of a second, the light emerged through the click of a button. You get your photo and quickly go back into hiding, analyzing the image.

It is not completely clear, let alone sufficiently illuminated, but the shading of the animal is quite noticeable and it would be possible to make an analysis of which species is. That is, if you knew any sea animals with arms.

Yup. Damn arms.

Aside from an apparently human head, of course.

Is it possible to choke under water, breathing through a tube? Well, you almost did.

You eyes widened in absolute surprise and her hands that were still holding the camera trembled with anxiety.

You thought that, like every child, it was always normal to hear and even be interested in fanciful stories of mermaids and mermen. But the fact that somehow these creatures could be real stirred you in a strange way. To make matters worse, none of these stories portrayed the mermaids as friendly beings, but rather as ship sinks and fishermen killers. Especially, if you disregard the entire "The Little Mermaid" movie.

However, you are abruptly kicked out of your own thoughts when the sound made by the creature is even worse than before, causing your eardrums to ache due to the distance of only a few meters between the two of you.

No way. That's ridiculous. It should just be a misunderstanding on your part. It was all so dark in the image, that simply assuming it was a mythological creature without even seeing it with its own eyes, was evidently gross neglect on the part of the animal that was screaming for apparent help. Yes, animal.

By this reasoning, which you tried to tell yourself was the only absolute truth, you put your camera in place, turned on your flashlight again, and came out of your makeshift hiding place to complete your objective.

However, for a second surprise that day, in less than a few minutes, you realized how foolish you were, to think that your eyes had been deceived with the truth demonstrated through a blurry photograph.

It was real. The stories were really true.

For a few seconds, time stopped for you and your body remained stagnant, as if you were just some object floating in the water. The image before your eyes would be etched in your mind for a long time, both for the stunning beauty of the creature and for how deadly it looked, but especially for the deplorable state in which he found himself.

His neck and wrists were tied to a large mesh net, linked to a generous amount of rubbish tangled around a rock. It was impossible to escape that trap caused by the illegal disposal of men, if the stone was not obstructed or if those wires were not cut. And the fact that the merman was struggling to get out of there didn't help, it just made the situation worse so that he was more and more trapped. It was like he was in quicksand, how funny.

However, time didn't stop for him, who noticed your presence precisely by the light that the flashlight emitted, directing his attention to you and immediately growling as a probable warning.

Soon, it all happened just too fast for your eyes to follow. One instant you were fine and the next a dull ache shot up the side of your face, so that totally unprepared by the force of the blow, you fell to the sand.

His goggles ended up cracking a little on one of the lenses, perhaps from the fall or the attack by the merman's tail — who else could it have been and what? Furthermore, the creature's tail was the only thing it wasn't attached to, enabling it to attack anything that came dangerously close.

Afraid, you quickly sat up and crawled across the sand to get away from the monster, then raised your hands in the air and shook your head frantically from side to side, trying to indicate that you weren't there to hurt it. This didn't seem to have the slightest effect—probably because those signs didn't mean shit to him, or he wasn't a rational creature as mythological stories always suggested—whereupon the merman was now stretching his arm and tail toward him to try to reach you. Like anyone in this situation, you feared for your life, but you weren't angry at the creature for its hostile actions and you knew there was no way it could hurt you, precisely because it was trapped.

Actions speak louder than words, however—even though there was this tremendous irony that you couldn't even speak because you were underwater, just as you seriously doubted the merman would understand you if he could—and you pulled out of the pocket of your latex coveralls a switchblade, grabbing a piece of net on the ground that luckily was close to you, and cutting it with extreme ease, then pointing at the blade and then at the net it was tangled up with, signaling that he wanted to help you.

The merman somehow seemed to understand you bad mime, relaxing his muscles and stopping his growling, yet still giving him an extreme look of distrust. Surely, one wrong move with that object and your neck would be broken. You were just lucky this time, because you weren't close enough to take the full weight of that monster's tail in one slap.

A third time, you checked your oxygen and realized that you would now not only have to be careful to help him, but very quickly. However, fast and careful were two words that couldn't always keep together.

You thought a little about getting close. Is it ok to untie it? Until a few moments ago, he seemed quite willing to kill you. However, you stopped to once again analyze the situation he was in. If by chance his movements in his hands and neck were not entirely restricted, he might even be able to cut the net with his teeth or sharp nails. And if he wasn't released, he might starve to death or some other predator even bigger than he would make him a snack.

You forced yourself to swallow your own fear. If I were in his shoes, I would also like to be released. Maybe he wouldn't kill you in retribution, right?

You got off the ground and swam a little closer, breaking the safe distance from your body to his. You looked into the merman's eyes, trying to convey serenity and confidence, then looked away at the hammock around his neck, deciding that first you would free him from that agonizing suffocation he was probably feeling.

You lift the pocketknife in your hand and carefully begin grinding the line of his neck, breaking out in a cold sweat at the prospect of accidentally cutting it. If that happened, he'd get a little cut and you'd get a broken neck. Haha, it would even be funny, if it wasn't for a cruel possibility.

Taking longer than you'd expect, when the last line of mesh on its neck is removed, the merman looks strangely relieved and you almost swore you saw him heave a sigh. Inside, you smiled at it and then proceeded to cut the net from one of your wrists.

When the job was done, the creature raised its webbed hand and pushed you away with a light shove to the chest. You were slightly startled by this, but then realized that he would finish the job himself, using the claws of his free hand and sharp teeth to instantly rip apart that net, much faster and more aggressively than you had done with the knife. So that was it, he was on the loose. The merman massaged his neck and wrists, relieving the likely pain he was feeling. His face, no longer nervous, looked strangely indifferent and serious, as if he had stepped in mud and soiled his shoes—that is, if he had been on land and had feet.

Then he hovered over his person and approached with a single, brief flick of his tail. At that moment, the apathetic face gave way to a brief curve of lips in a polite smile.

And you didn't like it.

[...]

So, here was your person. Facing a potentially dangerous and definitely carnivorous creature. However, now was not the time to remember the events that had stupidly gotten you into this situation.

After all, you were starting to run out of oxygen in the cylinder. You widened your eyes and lifted your free hand and pointed at the tube in your mouth, then up, then at the tube again. Repeating this sequence more than three times so the merman could understand his despair.

You shook your head from side to side and touched its slippery as well as sticky tail to push it away. That bad choice only made him tighten around you even tighter, not enough to hurt, though. You thought you could use your pocketknife to hurt him, but from the look of it, he was just holding you there out of sheer curiosity, with no pretense of attacking.

Desperate, you gave him the best pleading, desperate look you could muster, trying to let him know that you really needed to go. And all he did was just widen his smile.

Oh no.

From then on you swore you would die, but it was then that he surprisingly proceeded to unroll his tail from his body. The merman swam dangerously closer until his face hovered inches away from his own, causing his eyes to widen and a nasty shiver down his spine.

His big, sharp, smacking hand touched your face, then tenderly caressed the side, in the same spot where it had hit before—and which now was a huge red smear. You noticed: he was apologizing through this act of affection.

In another situation, you would find this very cute. But not in this one, certainly. And it didn't help much when the creature decided to break the distance, opening its mouth to lick the entire reddened expanse, with a tongue you found to be extremely long and strangely soft.

Is this supposed to be really cute? Now it felt more like psychological torture.

You felt a tightening around your waist, this time realizing it was his arm. And it wasn't long before the merman's other arm came around his back as well. You had no idea what he wanted, however you understood when the merman began to swim up, with you in his arms.

Apparently, he had the vague idea that you definitely wouldn't survive if you stayed there much longer, so he was giving you a ride. He was so fast! So fast that even the pressure made her head ache, needing to hug him back so she would feel less likely to end up having a stroke. You would never have had a chance to escape him if he wasn't being so friendly. Killing and eating you wasn't in his plans, apparently.

And lucky for you, in less than five minutes, the sea started to be less dark and brighter, indicating the brightness of the Sun and how close you were to the surface.

The oxygen time in your cylinder runs out completely, but unbelievably coincides with the time your head finally emerged from the water. You hastily take the tube out of your mouth and suck in a significant amount of air.

How stupid of you to take such a risk, as you had taken today.

The feeling of pure relief makes you forget for a moment that you are still facing and in the arms of a mythological creature, resting your head on the merman's shoulder and breathing heavily.

When the world in your head finally seems to be at peace, you take your distance from the merman and this time he lets you go. Lifting your goggles, you once again stare into the creature's eyes, this time without fear.

"Thanks."

You thanked him and smiled, gracing the merman's ears for the first time with your thin voice, even though you were uncertain if he would be able to understand it.

He then mutters something totally incomprehensible to you, however you imagined it was his "disposition".

You start looking around the sea, identifying to your right a distant image of what looked like a speedboat.

Immediately turning your back on the creature without saying another word, you proceed to swim towards your only mode of transport.

Distant enough, you turn your head back one last time to confirm that the creature was still there and that for a moment, none of this was your imagination. And to her surprise, he was. However, showing a terrifying, sharp-toothed grin, exclusively for you in delight or gratitude. You wouldn't be able to identify it anyway. Maybe you didn't even want to.

However, you are polite to smile again—however forcedly—and give him a brief wave of your hand, thus saying goodbye to him definitively and returning to swimming without looking back.

You hoped never to see him again.

[...]

Telling what happened to your friend was not a complicated task, because it would be really difficult for him to believe his story. For sure, he would just think that the water pressure started to affect his head in a negative way, making him notice things that weren't there.

And by those thoughts, you omitted the truth. Even if you had that blurry photo intact—and showed it to prove the integrity of your words—your colleague would momentarily be surprised, but then quickly dismiss the possibility of being a merman by saying you were confusing seaweed with arms. Sea shadows are never to be trusted, he would say.

Extremely skeptical he was, just as you were. Although, now, maybe you weren't as skeptical as before after seeing that sea monster in person, touching it and still hugging it.

You decided to frame the creature's photo in a photo panel you had in your room, to always remember that certain "things" really existed and to remember that the sea floor might not be as friendly as you thought it would be.

You almost died, idiot.

Still, it didn't shake you as much as it should have, for after a week since your encounter with the merman, you continued to do your usual job at sea.

You didn't find him either and didn't risk swimming too deep, fearful that she would see him again or find another creature no longer as "generous" as the first.

However, fate seemed to have other plans for you.

Cruel plans.

Thanks for reading this far! But if you're frustrated that you don't have any smut, know that part two will be full of it. I had to split it due to how long it was. So next time be careful with the depth!

You don't want to drown, do you?

Eventually, my work will also be posted on Ao3, in the form of two chapters. So, don't be surprised if you find him there.

See you~💙

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witch-off · 2 years ago

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This is my first Boba Fett fanfiction, so I think it would be fit as my first work here on Tumbrl. Please, be aware that English is not my native language, so there may some grammar mistakes. I hope you enjoy my work and thank you for reading.

Rating: Explicit 18+

Pairing: Boba Fett x (F)Reader

Synopsis: In the dunes of Tatooine hides a runaway princess. She walks through the shadows, fearing to be found. Every night she watches the two suns set on the horizon, keeping her eyes open to anyone in search of her. But eventually a certain bounty hunter, with his green beskar armor, finds her and she will need to try everything to save her life.

TW: Mild violence, talk about past sexual abuse (There’s no in-depth description and nothing too graphic happens). Please, let me know if I forgot something.

Obs: The cover was made by my lovely friend @outer-rim-chronicles, go check his work if you are interested in his art.

Obs 2: The cover image is for illustrative purposes only. The protagonist in this fanfiction is not described with any specific appearance, having hair as the only pre-established trait.

Chapter One

The mornings in the cantina were always slow. People wouldn't start showing up until after noon, so the place was empty. At least you could organize the bar while you were alone.

You liked Tatooine. Even though it was a lot hotter than you were used to, and the locals could have a tough temper. But the money you made working as a bartender was enough to support you, and you weren’t interested in making friends anyway. In the end it was all worth it, because the best part was that no one would go looking for you in there. Well…until now.

You finish cleaning the last glass, placing it on the counter. The air was hot and heavy, causing a light layer of sweat to form on your skin. You were on that planet long enough to know that a sandstorm was approaching. You lower yourself to tidy up the bottom shelf, humming quietly, until you hear the main door open and close. A new client had arrived.

"Welcome!" You talk from behind the counter, still lowered "I'll see you in a minute."

The sound of slow and heavy steps reverberates across the stone floor, but they stop abruptly and soon everything is bathing in silence. You don't hear an answer or the sound of a creaking chair signaling that the customer has sat down. “Strange”, you think to yourself.

You finally get up, wiping your hands in the apron tied around your waist. "Thank you for waiti-" You start to say but you’re suddenly speechless when your eyes land on the man standing just a few inches away from you. Your heart starts to beat rapidly against your ribcage and your legs tremble. Oh, no. No no no no.

In front of you, brandishing a full armor, is Boba Fett. All your instincts screamed for you to react. GET OUT, RUN, DO ANYTHING! But your feet were stuck on the ground, you felt like a frozen animal in the headlights. The voice of reason on the back of your head tried to speak louder "He is not here for you.” "Act naturally and he won’t notice anything.” “Calm down and serve something to him."

"How can I help you?" You ask, forcing your best smile.

"Spotchka" Is the only thing he says, but a shiver runs through your skin when his thick, low voice fills the air. For your misfortune he decided to sit in one of the chairs in front of the bar instead of occupying a more distant table.

You try to act normal, despite the fact that your hands are shaking while your pour the drink in his glass. You are not able to see his face, but you can’t shake the feeling that he’s watching your every move. You can almost feel his eyes burning your skin from behind the cold visor of his helmet.

"What brings you to Tatooine?" You talk in the same regular tone that you use to the costumes, handing the glass to him.

"Bounty." Well, it´s make sense. Boba Fett is one of the biggest bounty hunters in the galaxy, there are even some rumors about him having invaded Jabba's palace and becoming the new king of crime, but you're not really sure if that's true.

"Having trouble finding your target?" You try not to sound too interested.

"For a while yes. But now I finally managed to locate it." You feel a cold sweat running down your forehead when you realize that he makes no mention of drinking the spotchka, just tracing slow circles in the mouth of the cup with his gloved finger.

"Hope you succeed in your hunt.” You mumble, your hand beginning to move slowly to one of the bottles on the bottom shelves of the bar. In a quick motion he leans over the counter and grabs your wrist, his fingers sinking in your skin. A frightened scream leaves your lips as you try to get loose from his grasp.

"You've given me a lot of trouble, little girl." His squeezes harder, making you yelp in pain "Or should I say... Princess?" Your instincts scream louder than your fear and you finally can move. Your other hand grabs the glass over the counter and smashes the object against his helmet. Pieces of glass fly everywhere, and you can feel some shards penetrating your hand and face, but there's no time to lose. He can’t see through the spotchka covering his visor, so you are able to free yourself.

Before your mind can reason, you're already running to the back exit. You didn't have time to unlock the door, it always ended up getting stuck and you couldn't give him a chance to catch up with you. The old thing was worn out enough that the impact of your body against the metal surface gave way with just one try.

You stumbled, trying not to fall while the side of your body throbbed in pain, but in a split second you were already running. Your feet seemed to have a life of their own as they guided you without a specific trajectory. You just needed to move, go in any direction that keeps you away from him.

Unfortunately, Boba Fett was more prepared than you. It didn’t take long for him to catch up with you, knocking you down and pressing you against the ground. The sand moved beneath you, sticking to your sweaty skin. You cried, trying to fight him, but the bounty hunter was much stronger. Some people around watched in silence with curious eyes. Scenes like that were common in Tatooine, but no one tries to help, it’s not smart to stand between a predator and its prey.

With ease, Boba Fett gets on top of you, holding your wrists above your head with just one hand, while the other moved into his back pocket to grab a pair of handcuffs. "You really are a tameless little thing, aren't you, Princess?" he laughs cruelly. If he handcuffed you that would be the end, you needed to do something. Luckily, your legs weren't immobilized.

In a desperate move, you knee him in the groin. He stops suddenly, letting out a painful noise. His hold on you eases and, using all your strength, you’re able to push him out of you. Boba Fett loses his balance, and this time, he’s the one falling to the ground with a grunt.

With your hands free, you crawled and got up again. If you could only get close to a speeder, maybe you could have a chance. You couldn't go back. You would rather die.

You only managed to take a few steps before something curled around your heels, making you fall face down into the sand. You look over your shoulder and you see a cable around your legs, you follow the rope with your eyes until you realize it's connected to a whipcord thrower mounted on the bounty hunter’s wrist. Then he starts pulling you towards him.

You scream and stir, but in the end that's useless. Soon you're at his feet, lying on your stomach, like an animal caught in a trap. Before you can do anything, something stings the skin of your neck, making you whimper in pain.

"That was harder than I expected" He seems to be complaining more to himself then to you.

Even though you're not handcuffed, you can't muster the strength to get up. Your body feels too heavy and it’s starting to get harder and harder to keep your eyes open. You have no idea what he injected on you, but it's starting to make you dizzy. The last thing you see before passing out is his visor staring back at you.

The first thing you feel before you open your eyes is the cold durastel floor against your cheek. The world seems to spin as you try to raise yourself. You don’t recognize the place you are in, but the handcuff around your wrists and the bars on the wall in front of you make you believe you're in a cell. You allow yourself to lie on the floor again. You notice that the shard of glass had been removed from your hands and face, but your body was aching and bruised.

You sigh tired, feeling your eyes fill with tears. It was the end, you had been captured and now you were trapped in a dirty cell on that damn bounty hunter's ship, being dragged back to your father. The despair in your heart subsides for a few seconds when you realize that the ship was not moving. Instead of the soft noise of hyperspace you were listening to the familiar sound of sand hitting a surface and the loud howl of the wind.

A sandstorm. You were sure of it, you listened to all those sounds filling your little room in the silent of the night. You were still in Tatooine, unable to leave the planet because of the storm.

Your thoughts are interrupted when you hear footsteps against the metal floor. Boba Fett stopped in front of your cell holding a plate of food and a glass.

"Eat." He orders as he passes the food through a hole between the bars. You look at the meal in front of you for a few seconds without getting close.

"Let me go." Your voice comes out strangled, almost like a whimper, and you feel pathetic "Please. I-I can pay you, more than my father is paying... and-I-". He simply hums at you, unmoved by what you’re saying, "You can't pay me, Princess. If you really had credits, you wouldn't be working in that dirty cantina."

You purse your lips, trying to keep your tears from falling. "Eat." He says again. "I'm not going to repeat myself."

Your eyes dart to the food on the plate and then back at him. "I’m not going to eat that. You could have poisoned the food."

He grunts impatiently. "Why would I do that?"

"I don't know, but I'd rather starve to death."

Fett sighs and you are sure that he is rolling his eyes under the helmet. "Your father told me to give you special treatment, Princess. And let’s face it, I’m being really reasonable after that low blow of yours."

You can’t help the little smirk that form on your lips. “Well, it's not my fault you weren't wearing a codpiece.” The comment just makes him look more impatient, but you keep staring back at him in silence with a frown. If it weren't for the handcuffs, you'd be crossing your arms.

"Maker. How stubborn you are." He lifts his helmet just a little, allowing you to see only part of his face. You got a glimpse of his dark skin marked by scars as he eats some of the food and gives a small sip of the cup. The helmet returns to place immediately after that. "All right. Satisfied? I'm not trying to poison you."

Your belly growls loudly and you're pretty sure he could hear it too. You didn't even realize how hungry you were until now. You pull the plate closer to you and starts devouring the meal quickly.

The rush ends up making you choke, coughing a few times before drinking the glass of water with big gulps.

"Hey, take it slow.” His voice has a slight touch of humor, you almost can picture the smug look in his face. "Your father wants you alive and I don't want to have to do mouth-to-mouth on you."

"In your dreams, bucket head." You mumble, but you start chewing slower, just in case.

The silent is heavy as you finish eating. It feels awkward. You don’t really know what to say next. All the years you spent learning social etiquette made you want to thank him. “Thank you for the lovely meal you served me after kidnapping me, Mr. Fett.” You almost laughed at the idea.

"Have you contacted my father?" You ask him, filing the uncomfortable silence with your voice. He doesn't tell you, but the answer is probably no. The sandstorms block any signal. You remember that you couldn’t tune into any channel of the holonet during the smallest sandstorms. Then maybe you still had a chance.

"I can be useful to you." Fett still quiet, just watching you. "I may not have credits, but I can serve you. I've heard rumors of how you broke into the Hutt's palace and deposed Bib Fortuna." Your hands grab the bars of the cell, and you get a few inches closer. "I can speak more than ten languages, I can be your translator, or interpreter, whatever you want. I've been trained my whole life to know how to rule an empire. Give me a chance and I'd be your perfect assistant.”

"Here's the thing..." He finally speaks as his hand passes in between the gaps of the bars and pulls your face towards him, pressing your cheek against the cold metal. "I work only with those I can trust, and I don't trust you, Princess." For a few seconds you forget how to breathe. His warmth radiates through his glove, causing goosebumps in your cold skin. "And besides, why should I help you? I don't like breaking contracts and your father made a good offer."

"You don't know what he's going to do to me." You try to sound in control, but tears begin to sting your eyes, your voice shaking in desperation. "He won't kill me, but he'll make me beg for death. And after this torture I'm going to be forced to marry a brute who's going to humiliate me for the rest of my life."

The air gets tense between the two of you. Boba Fett has seen many fake tears in his life, sometimes people were desperate. But your fear and anger were genuine, every word seemed poison running down your lips.

Suddenly a metallic sound runs through the ship, followed by a series of grunts that are familiar to you. "Tusken raiders..." You say under your breath. The next second Fett's hand leaves your face, and he heads toward one of the halls.

"W-wait!" You beg, wiping your face with the back of your hand. “Let me help you. I can talk to them!"

He stops abruptly and moves his head slightly to look over his shoulder. "Do you know how to speak their language?"

You nod. "Yes! I can translate exactly what they say." Well, “exactly” was an exaggeration, but you needed to sell your point.

It looks like he is thinking about your proposal a little bit more, but the sounds outside the ship seem to pull him out of his thoughts. With a sigh, he walks over to the control panel and opens the cell.

You watch paralyzed as he approaches you. With firm hands he opens the handcuffs, but he keeps his fingers wrapped around your wrist. He gets even closer, until his helmet was just inches away from your face. "Don't try any tricks with me, Princess." He warns in a deep tone of voice.

"Don't threaten me, Fett. I'm not stupid." He gives you a tight squeeze before letting you go.

"Just a reminder." He mutters.

You follow him down one of the corridors, listening to the grunts of the Tusken accompanied by the wind howl. “That's how it's going to be: I'm going to open the gate and when they come in, you're going to talk to them. Ask what they need and why they are here.” You simply nod at him.

He goes to the control panel. “Let's see if you were really telling the truth. He says one last time before pushing a series of buttons.

The door opens slowly allowing a gust of wind and sand to enter the interior of the ship. You cover your eyes, feeling the sand hit against your skin and invade everything. All you can do is hold your breath and count the seconds. With difficulty you can hear a few steps reverberating down the ramp, getting closer and closer. When the door closes you could finally see the new visitors.

It was a small group, composed of two men, a woman and a small child. You feel so out of place, still wearing your work clothes and covered in dirty and bruises. You don't feel like a proper translator, but you would give your best. One of the men, the leader probably, stands in front of everyone and greets you. You do the same, imitating the movement of his hands.

You make a gesture towards you and then to Fett, followed by a grunt. Your vocal cords aren’t fit to replicate the sounds that the Tusken make. Surely your throat would be sore after this little dialogue. Fett don’t ask questions, he lets you lead the conversation, only watching closely.

"I'm introducing us." You explain to Fett, not wanting to leave him in the dark." You look back at the leader and meticulously analyze his every gesture, trying not to miss anything. When he finishes talking, you look back at Fett. "They got lost from their group during the storm and are in need of shelter."

"Tell them they can stay in here until the storm's over." Fett tells you and you nod. As ordered, you translate what he said.

The leader thanks the hospitality, and the group settles on the ground, patiently waiting for the end of the storm. You smile as you watch the little child hugging their mother as she nests them in her arms.

"So..." You look over your shoulder and smirk at Fett "Did I do a good job, Mr. Fett?” You bat your eyelashes at him, voice dripping with confidence.

"Don't get cocky, Princess." He huffs. "How did you learn their language?"

"There was old man in the village who used to trade with the Tusken, he taught me everything I know in exchange for a few free drinks." You explain, "And it's also a great way to get guys to stop flirting with me. I start grunting and they run away immediately." You smile to yourself, remembering the last time you did this.

Now that that little partnership had ended the future was uncertain, it all depended on Fett's goodwill. You swallow in dry, losing some of that confident pose.

"I-I... Do I need to go back to the cell?" You ask nervously.

"Let's talk first. Come with me.”

Fett guides you to a higher level of the ship, taking you to the cockpit. “I can’t shake the felling that you weren’t totally loss in my conversation with the Tusken.” You say out loud as you sit on the seat next to him. Maybe you were pushing you luck, but you couldn’t help it.

“And why do you think that?” He turns he seat to look at you with his head slightly tilted. He asks as he already knew the answer, but he wants you to tell him.

“I tend to overanalyze things most of the time, but you didn’t question me what we were talking about and, let’s be honest, we both know that I could have said anything to try to escape.” You rest your cheek in your hand. “And I simply don't believe that a man like you would want things to be out of your control. So, I do think that what happened back there was a test.”

He chuckles. “I understand their language, but I wanted to test if what you told me was true. But we not here to talk about this.” You straighten your posture, feeling the tone of the conversation shift to something more serious. “Tell me why you ran away from your family.”

Your throat gets suddenly dry and you stat to pick at your nails. It's been two years since you left, but it was still painful. It was like a wound that would never heal. Sometimes it was less noticeable, sometimes it burned like fire, but it was always there, in the depths of your mind.

"As my father's firstborn I had many responsibilities. One of them was that I should get married to bring unity with the neighboring kingdom." Fett remains silent. "I didn’t like the idea of an arranged marriage, but it was necessary. Until..." The words seemed to escape you; it was still so hard to talk about it. "On... on the wedding day my... groom" the word has a bad taste in your mouth. "Tried to touch me, inappropriately."

"He... did he hurt you?”

"No, that's why I ran away. And even if my father believed in me, he would make me marry anyway. All for the good of the kingdom."

"I'm sorry" He mutters. You don't know exactly what he's apologizing for, but either way, you accept it.

“Do you want to ask me anything else?”

“Do you still want to be my assistant? Working with me can be dangerous, I have many enemies and being the Daimyo of Tatooine comes with unwanted attention. If you want to just leave, I will not stop.”

"Yes, of course a do!” That’s where you wanted to be now, there was no coming back. And besides, being protected by the Daimyo of Tatooine didn’t sound bad.

"Well, welcome to the crew." Fett’s hand reaches out towards you, and you squeeze it without hesitation. You knew that moment would change everything, your new life would finally begin.

A few hours go by and the storm's over. You wave to the Tusken as they disappear between the dunes. Fett presses one of the buttons and the ramp begins to rise while the door closes slowly.

"Where now?" You ask as you follow him towards the cockpit again.

"Back to my palace." Fett replies "We have work to do, Princess."

You frown at the nickname. "Enough calling me that.” You complain as you buckle your seat belt.

Fett laughs while turning the engines. You hear the ship come to life around you, gears and turbines singing in tune. "I don't think so. It's very appropriate for you, Princess."

You roll your eyes, trying to look angry, but you can't help a little smile that appears in your lips. Gradually the ship begins to rise, gaining enough amplitude to reach flight. You watch the two suns slowly set on the horizon, skirted by a sky bathed in shades of purple and pink.

You wanted to stay awake to enjoy that beautiful view, but your eyes become too heavy, your body begging for a rest. Before you know it, you fall asleep.

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#boba fett x reader #boba fett #boba fett x f!reader #boba fett x you #star wars fic #star wars #boba fett fanfiction #the book of boba fett #the book of boba fett fanfiction

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laraendlight · 2 years ago

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Hello Tumbrl people!

To get some attention to my and my beloved (@fantasythinker54) works, I decided to post here some of the things we're working on, starting with a little crossover between "Diabolik Lovers" and "Warrior Cats".

I want to thank @yuikomorii since this idea sparked up while we were talking, thank you for the inspiration!

And now, before we start, I'll put here the characters' warrior names, to make the reading less confusing: Caringheart (Yui), Dreamsong (Shuu), Tailwhip (Reiji), Hiddensmile (Ayato, Takoyakienjoyer in memes), Lustfullgrin (Laito), Frozenflower (Subaru, Wallpuncher in memes), Songbirdpaw and Bearpaw (Kanato and Teddy), Sharptongue (Ruki), Greenclaw (Yuma, Tomatofur in memes), Maskedinnocence (Kou), Scarredpelt (Azusa) and Snakerose (Cordelia).

To the story now and I hope some characters being OOC won't be too annoying.

They had traveled all night long, hour after hour until the sun came in sight to chase the moon out of the sky.

But finally the young cats found their way in a meadow wrapped in the warm and safe embrace of trees and bushes, there were some dens that animals digged in the dirt, creating tunnels were the earth was shaped in little hills and none of those was occupied, the smell of rabbits was old.

<< This place looks nice. >>

<< We'll stop here and rest. >>

Said Tailwhip, going to rest in the shade of a bush and ignoring a few: "Who made you leader?!" from those who still had the energy to bicker like kittens.

The others simply let themselves fell on the ground like they were passing out, their legs were sore and their stomachs would have soon been growling for food and water.

<< We can't go on like this. >>

Frozeflower got up from were he sat and waited for everyone to pay sttention to him.

<< We traveled far enough, we're all tired and we have to choose between focusing on the food or resting to get further away from our father's grasp. Don't know you, but I'd rather stay here for a bit and eat. >>

<< Yes, it's been so long since we tasted something good. >>

Lamented a young cat with clear fur and a little plushie between his paws, a gift from his mother, stole from some Twoleg kit that had a passion for bears apparently.

<< Why don't we stay forever then? >>

Scarredpelt's voice was low on the ground like his gaze, almost like he was worried to annoy the others, but his older brothers were on his side.

<< Yeah, we can't let that bastard chase us like mice! >>

Hissed Greenclaw, a red cat who's ability with plants helped the Clan many times in the past as he had been able to grow and take cere of berries, fruits and even healing erbs.

<< We should stay and plan our revenge! >>

The other cats mewed in excitement at the though, all except the still silent Scarredpelt, Tailwhip and Caringheart, the only she-cat among all those toms.

<< Please, Sherptongue, ask you brother how are we supposed to do that? We're only eleven... >>

The silver tom who ordered suggested to stop there turned his eyes to the young she-cat.

<< ... we're only ten if we talk about fighting, but our father has an entire Clan. >>

<>

Hiddensmile laughed at that suggestion, quickly followed by his twin and some of the others.

<< Yes! We're going to build up a Clan like this! No medicine cats, no nine lives from our ancestors and with one female only for all of us! >>

The green-eyed tom inhaled deeply, like he was our of breath.

<< And we miss something to defend these dens, our father's Clan as an entire wall of thors and brambles. >>

<< Well, if you want to give up like the whiny pussy you are, be my guest. >>

<< How dare you- >>

<< Stop it! >>

Begged Caringheart putting herself between the two toms and staring at them with wide eyes as she tried to appear serious.

<< There is nothing wrong in trying Scarredpelt's idea, but we should take care of dinner first. >>

The two who were about to fight exchanged some hateful glares, finally deciding to back down and sit as the she-cat licked their heads.

<>

Suggested Dreamsong, the blonde tom who looked like he just woke up from a deep sleep.

<< Songbirdpaw, you, Caringheart and Scarredpelt will help him. >

Nodding his head at Tailwhip, the youngest tom left the teddy bear near a bush, mormouring gently something like: << Wait here Bearpaw, I'll be back >> before trotting to the other three.

<< Don't fight while I'm away! >>

Said Caringheart with a playful smile who did nothing to hide how worried she was at the thought of coming back to find corpses only lying around.

The remaining toms waited a few seconds, so they eyes filled up with the desire of power and challenge as Maskedinnocence, another brother of Sharptongue, asked THE question: << If we make this Clan, who gets to be the leader? >>.

~~~~

<>

Caringheart sighed as she watched the toms fighting.

She was temped to use the soaked moss as a weapon and throw it at them, instead, she just passed it to Songbirdpaw and went on to bite and pull every tail and ear she could grab, knowing really well that they wouldn't hurt her, not since they had started to improve in behavior and to notice how much she helped them against the shadow of a dark serie of traumatizing pasts that haunted them.

Once they all had calmed down, the clear-furred cat left her mouth run too much, not wanting to witness another fight and wanting to avoid other conflicts as well, so she said: << I'll be the leader >>, expecting other laughs, but the toms were silent, they looked curious.

<< I'm sorry Lakeheart... >>

She rolled her eyes at the nickname Hiddensmile had given to her, because, he said, "she lacked of the powerful muscles of the Clan's she-cat, while they were equally delicate and strong in the figure, she was as flat as the lake's surface".

<< ... but I don't think you can take thar responsibility on yourself. >>

<< For how much one of us can crave that position, it would be crazy to deny how stressing and hard it can be. >>

Added Lustfulgrin, Hiddensmile's twin.

<>

Caringheart wasn't going to back down and added a grin and a: <> as she sat down and puffed her fur in an attempt to make herself look bigger and elegant like many cats with a long pelt were.

<< Well, if you're so sure... >>

The toms looked at each other, agreeing with letting the young she-cat take the spot, not to enjoy the show (even that, they wanted to see what she was going to do), but 'cause they knew and respected the fact that Caringheart had qualities that a good leader needed: her optimism, her caring nature, her bravery when it came to face them the very first time she joined their former Clan and the strenght to sacrifice herself for others.

<< Thank you guys, I won't let you down! >>

There was just a little problem.

<< But how do I get my lives? I don't know if Starclan wi- >>

<< Fuck Starclan, his laws are faulty anyway, let's just make something totally new, from zero, new Clan and new traditions. >>

In the shadows, a spirit from the Dark Forest, the one who was linked to the young she-cat, smiled with excitement.

Snakerose wished she had something to eat to enjoy the show.

#diabolik lovers #warrior cats #yui komori #ayato sakamaki #laito sakamaki #kanato sakamaki #shuu sakamaki #reiji sakamaki #subaru sakamaki #ruki mukami #yuma mukami #kou mukami #azusa mukami #cordelia sakamaki #crossover #cat version

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fiore-rosewood9 · 3 years ago

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14 and 23?

Thank you for the ask kind tumbrl-er. Before I start I would like to mention that anything I say is related to personal experiences in a fandom and there is no right or wrong answer. People come in all shapes and sizes and that also means - Different sets of experience.

TRIGGER WARNING - Mentions of slurs, r*pe, p*dophilia, creepy behavior, mentions of psychological analysis on a character, personal experiences with fandoms and a long rant. If any of these disturb you, please refrain from reading this and skip this post. This is not meant to cause drama, but I had to involve them to explain my point. I also mention sensitive topics like the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, 9/11 and the r*pe of Nanking, if you are related to any of these or have someone you know who died during this time, please refrain from reading, because I was extremely emotional and cried a bit while I wrote these, because what I wrote still has an effect on me.

Again, this is not meant to bash/hate on any ship mentioned here.

This is not meant as a personal attack for anyone who ships these. Also this may be a rant, I apologize for writing a whole novel and not a short answer, but I feel passionate about what I write here. This is going to be a really long post, so I do not blame you if you don't read all of it. I am going to mention a lot of things that are not related to the ships, but they do have significance in my mind and are related to my rant. With that out of the way, my answer is under the cut -

14 - Has a fanbase ever made you ship or not ship something? Why?

Yeah, I have been forced and threatened to ship certain things, via texts which made me leave certain fandoms. Hetalia is a cespool simply because I have been in it 8-9 years and can speak confidently about what happened to me. I thought the hate and immature fans in hetalia all left by the time it was 2016-17 but nope, there are still bad apples here and there. I just try to tell them I am not here for childish games and I am not here to debate which ship is the ''best'' since that is what certain people did all the way back in 2013. I am here just to enjoy my self and reblog fan art and headcanons and talk about hetalia and other fandoms and appreciate the manga/anime.

- Ciel x Sebastien (Sebastien is just there for Ciel's soul) I mean he does care for him in some aspect and I think he said something like - "I will always be with you til the day you die, my lord". There is a normal age gap between adults, and then there is lowkey p*dophilia. How old was Ciel anyway ? 12-13? Even though he is a teen, at this age people are not really mature in many aspects. I have collegues who have what you may call ''Sugar daddies'' in the west and let me tell you, they don't really act nice to their sugar babies. Unless it is some sort of consensual sex roleplay and you are living in a fantasy with your partner, most girls and boys I see feel ''trapped'' by their words.

The sugar daddy (In rare cases mummy) exploites them for attention and tends to lash out if the baby looks at their phone and doesn't pay 100 percent attention to them and tries to buy their attention which is simply wrong. Okay, I moved way offtopic, but certain ships kinda remind me of this unhealthy dynamic in a way. I know my opinion isn't worth shit since this is the internet and everyone thinks they're the next new hot thing around here but I just see them as servent and master and more like frenemies where Sebastien would do anything for Ciel, but you see, that is kinda his job. Just like how doctors act professional and it is their job to cure/heal you if you have some sort of pain.

- Izuku Midoriya x Bakugou Katuski - (I was in this fandom for a short time and only watched up to a certain season so please excuse me if I what I say is not accurate, this is also a long rant so you can skip if you want, in the last two paragraphs I explain about the pairing speciffically) So like from what I remember Katsuki is a bully. I really despise this ship, purely because bullying to me is not something cutesy and fun that people do. It makes you wish you kill your self faster because self harm no longer works. There was this weird person on tumbrl that sent me hate through tumbrl and I made a post about them, how I was a ''bad person'' for hating on this ship. I mean, I am allowed to dislike and even hate what I want. It is not you who has went through trauma and has CPTSD is it? In my high school, even though it was an economical one, except learning Economics, Accounting, Finances and other stuff I also got to learn things like Psychology, Ethics, History and Geography.

And each subject is tough, as in - You can't pass high school if you don't know the details. Except the book that we used in school that we learnt our lessons from, we were also made to carry two other books that we used for exercises, and other than that we had books that were by different authors, we had to read, but they didn't lift our grade in any way. So I have learnt psychology and world history for 4 years in high school and I learnt world history and world geography for 3 years in middle school. And now the first year in Uni, I got to learn psychology for year too. They also made us buy 9-10 books by different psychologists and write about them. From what I hear from my americans friends and collegues, they kinda don't teach you world history, it is like unless you know all of Thomas Jefferson's favourite foods you will be failed. I don't know if this is true, but judging by how they teach what Communism and Socialism is, in the american schools, I am kinda losing hope for what americans actually know about the outside world, aka, anything that is not the US and Canada.

I am not a psychologist and I have never studied to be one, but my own problems and the problems of my family and friends made me start reading even before high school in order to self improve as a human being because I have - Fatal flaws. I also have a few mental illnesses whcih have been diagnosed by psychiatrists, but where I live, mental health and the lgbtq+ is extremely shamed. This is why I never tell anyone I go to a psychologist, because people don't understand you and laugh at you and shame you. The lgbtq is harassed and can't marry or adopt children, however, this somehow is not a hatecrime. Which extremely frustrates me since this is against human rights in my book. You can't just harass a person for their sexuality. I may not have a phd in psychology but I naturally tend to help people and listen to their problems. It seems that I also give good advice and help people well, so sometimes in friend groups I am know as the ''heart'' and the ''psychologist''. I say that because I know a lot more than 4-5 articles that I read on psychology today, healthline or verywellmind, while people nowdays read a few articles and call them selves a psychologist. I am not one, but have the skills and knowledge to be one and can spot articles with old outdated information that hasn't been relevant in the past 30 years or so.

But that is the majority of people, who concider it a mental illness and base the lgbtq on what stereotypes they see on TV and what their parents told them. The internet is made for global use and that means that anyone can write all kinds of shit and use it. However there are a lot of problems with this when it comes to psychology and psychologists and psychriatrists. Many people still believe myths and things that were proven to be wrong. For example, in my country the word - Autist/Autistic, can be used as a slur, it is similar to what the Americans have in the - N and R words. And this is extremely upsetting, because while I am not on the spectrum, I don't think anyone should be degraded and be shamed of this label. Autism is a spectrum, but here it is used to signify that someone is slow. They're not slow, their brain just works differently. But that can be used for other illneses too. I think anyone suffering from mental illness deserves the support of family and friends and a normal life. I think anyone who is a decent and kind human being deserves a peaceful life.

So in real life Bakugou x Izuku would be a crap pairing. Because bullies x their victims do not mix well. Bullies in real life are cowards. They're like predators in the jungle. They are not real leaders. They always settle for someone who is clearly weak and vulnerable (This case - Izuku has no quirks and is useless in their world) so being beaten up, emotionally and verbally bullied isn't really fun. On top of that, when a bully develops an unhealthy dynamic, other people of the group, who never oroginally bullied the victim and were neutral or even friends, go and bully the victim, because they can and they will. Usually victims are powerless and telling the teacher and sometimes beating up the bully doesn't really make the bully leave you alone and respect you. And sometimes, you end up in the hospital with a broken leg and an arm and small injuries in your chest because bullies can't handle anyone standing up to them and ruining their status. Bullies have extreme, neurotic fear of being alone, so they find other assholes and bitches like them and attack always people - Who never did anything to them to insult them.

The bullies create it them selves. No one is an easy victim, not the person who wears glasses, not the anorexic girl that sits on the first desk, not the boy in a wheel chair, not the man with a stutter, not the woman covered in scars, no one. It is also a fact that schools profit from bullies since bullies usually have rich parents that think their child is somr sort of angel when in reality their child loves to make others cry and hits them when they don't get what they want. The problem with bullies is that they are hard to stop. Sometimes telling them off works, sometimes it doesn't. Sometimes punching them works, sometimes it doesn't. Etc. We can't predict which bully is bluffing and which bully is serious and will beat you up. They do not realize or care that they hurt their victims, even if the victim becomes a millionaire, to them, this person will always be inferior weakling that they need to torture psychologically and make them cry. They're sadistic. Bakugou from what I remember became jealous and only stopped bullying Izuku when he became ''strong'' that means strong physically. And for boys, it is generally easier, you hit the gym and no one bullies you. But what if you are a girl? I don't see girls being more respected or feared for being muscular. It is kinda like the jock x nerd. Cute in theory, but in reality it is beyond abusive. Even if the victims kill them selves bullies do not care. They just move on to another victim and are proud that they broke someone and are not as weak as them.

America x England - (OOOOH BOY, HOW MUCH DO I WANT TO BE CANCELED, HAHA) Well, as someone who has been 9 years in this fandom, I have a long history with this pairing. I do not know if I ever explained why do I hate it so much? I have a long and complicated history with it. This where my inner historian comes in. My uncle is a professor in history, but not in our city and we are not very close but I was always interested in history, but now I am a bit skeptical when it comes to history, because you never know how someone can twist it since history is written by the winners. Whatever I say in this post, is not meant to cause drama or offend anyone. From now on I am going to use, vulgar language and this may not be suitable for some readers

This is not meant to be hateful towards people who ship it, but I hate this ship, with passion. This has to be the worst ship, in the fandom history, ever. If you want, feel free to block me if that triggers you. I don't know from where to begin, since I am going to get canceled if I speak my own personal truth and my experiences. I have read the manga when I was 13-14 and have matured since then. The hetalia fandom in the past was more different than in 2021. So like there were ship wars, fan arts, roleplaying, everyone cosplayed hetalia and homestuck since they were the biggest fandoms, Carley Rae Japsean's song Call me maybe was blasting on the radio, Gagnam style was the shit and life was good. I was young, naive, full of hope and looking for fandoms to join in, since it is was a relativly new concept for me. I did not know what these cutesy boys I saw on deviant art were so I decided to scroll down through the comments to see what it was, and I read the name - Hetalia. If you then pay me one million dollars/euro and tell me that Hetalia is going to be my favourite anime and the fandom I stay the longest in - I would have rejected the money and not believe you. Pshht, Hetalia? What does this anime about personification of countries has that the other animes don't? Well, to that question, I can't answer and still ask my self.

When I first came into the fandom I only knew about it from deviant art and from a site called - Shamchat. This site no longer exists and has a site specifically made to fill the hole of it. I roleplayed and I think my happiest years in the fandom were 2013-2015. Those were the years where I met really, really kind fans. It is like everything else went downhill and the kind and sweet fans left one by one. And I was just left with hateful immature tweens and teens who only cared about their OTP and didn't care about other fans's emotions. I apologize if this sounds like a pitful story and I am pitying me, I did not mean it to sound it this way, or as a whining. I do not like whining.

They also seem strangely neurotic if you ask them why they ship UsUk. I can perfectly tell you why I ship anything without being mean. They just straight up insult you and send you passive agressive smileys - : ) - like this and never explain why they insult you, they just curse you. I do not understand why you make America to be the top? When he is clearly a power bottom?????? I mean, if you ever look through canon manga England and him as a country in a history book you wouldn't think he is a ''uke'' (I really hate the little girls who use japanese and think they kniw the language just cause they watched the anime and think they're quirky if they saw kawaii out loud). In fanfiction he is not fleshed out, he always seemed to blush and say baka and be a boring character over all. While Alfred is this dumb himbo/bimbo character that can't put 2+2 and laughs at everything like a small child. He is 19, for fuck's sake.

He is still a child and people can mature up until 25-26. But these ages are not real ages. For example Germany is 20, even though Bismarck unites Germany in....1871 if I remember correctly? Don't quote me on that and the americans have freed them selves in 1776. So technically Germany as we know it, should be younger but isn't. And they're both still awkward babies. America doesn't have a concrete religion but from what I know, Christianity seems to the most popular religion there as for now. I don't know if Alfred (Even though he is fictional) would identify as a catholic, protestant, puritan or some other stuff but he is awkward, he has a boyish charm that Ludwig does not have. So I can't imagine these good bois being tops with experience. Usually tops/doms come with lots of experience behind their back, or at least this is what people say whom I know who are also part of the lgbtq and bdsm community. Alfred just doesn't have the vibe of a top, he is more of a switch to me, or at best a power bottom. Ludwig has a dom/top vibes but he is extremely awkward in all senses of the word. America doesn't have a concrete religion but from what I know, Christianity seems to the most popular religion there as for now. I don't know if Alfred (Even though he is fictional) would identify as a catholic, protestant, puritan or some other stuff but he is awkward, he has a boyish charm that Ludwig does not have.

So UsUk was forced down my throat ever since I can remember, I have been insulted, threatened and took 2-3 hiatuses purely due to bullying. I Really HATE, HATE, HATE - feminine Arthur. I do not know why this is the fandom's fetish, or at least used to be even though some fans still draw him that way. I really love art, I used to draw and still do. I went to classes through out almost all of my life and I know my proportions. Whether you look through normal fan art or hentai manga (Arthur has the most porn idk how or why) he always has these weird proportions.....of a malnorished tween girl. There is some porn of him either as a child (A toddler by the judgement of his body) or of Alfred as a child, and they fuck. How is this supposed to be hot for anybody? I also remember (Which is why I left amino) on amino that users were extremely childish and lied about their age. Like no, you're not 17 and a half and are ''too mature for your age'' you are 17 and that still is a minor in my book. Also in one of the translated hentai comics there is this...idk how to describe it, there is this shaving scene where Alfred becomes a man and has his first boner from what I remember, the artstyle is great, but the scene can be described a child grooming. England lies to America how boners are a horrible disease and it can only be cured if he stays next to him. He then goes to France who tells him that boners are healthy and normal at this age and is upset at England for lying to him. Then when he frees him self America smiles, laughs and pisses on top of England I think he later fucks him. Like people can try to force their weak argument over england being a uke somehow now, but Pirate England is a top, how in the hell would anyone think he is a bottom?

UsUkers also love weird fetishes and force them down your throat, and not only shame you when you don't ship the ship, they shame you when you don't have their fetish. So like people go to my dms and ask me if I want to MPREG with Arthur beign the ''woman'' in the relationships, and golden showers. I also remember leaders acting unprofessionaly towards me. Some user was sending me child porn and when I told one of the leaders they just told me it was my problem and to fuck off. It deeply upset me so I took a hiatus and when I returned I was just met with another shit wave. I think I left last year because some girl was harassing me and constantly wanted attention. I told her to leave me alone since I have lectures and can't speak to her right now and she told her friend I was ''mean'' to her and her friend started insulting me in every comment on every posted I posted, be it fan art or fanfiction I wrote. Also they can't roleplay properly. I feel like I am in 4th grade where children used to insult each other. Like what stupid (probably american white girl) thing going to tell me this time ? Hmmmm option A - Alfred says that Arthur has horrible teeth, option B - Alfred says that Arthur has horrible cooking, option C - asks for sex and wants to impregnate him even though they are both males, it seems to be quite jokes among them. I get that americans want to see their country as this buff, strong, brave, macho type, but real people have strengths and flaws. In my opinion no country is dumb, they all look after their personal interest and empires love to exploit others, it is just how it is. They basically use english stereotypes and call it a day.

Before leaving I went to another ''better'' amino where I blocked one of the leaders. I don't remember if their name was Alfie or something else but it was something like that. And another leader asked me to unblock her, mind you. I was hesitant but I did. I usually do not block people unless they share content that causes negative reaction out of me - panic attack/rise in adrenaline/shaking/desire to puke/anxiety/etc or they have been a total asshole/bitch to me in the past. So I don't have the screenshots, since I changed my phone a few months ago. I used a Lenovo one and now I have an old huawei I used to have since we don't have money for a new one. So I saved the screenshots where they started saying how Francis is a rapist and I thought we passed this phase. I told the original leader and they all seem to not speak english well but she told me that this leader thought I was mean. I mean...she joked about rape, am I supposed to text - XD LMAO YEAH THE R WORD IS FUCKING FUN, YEAH DUDE YEAH! XD LOL LMAO. From what I see, if I have explain his behavior, he just has a high libido, which is nothing to be ashamed about.

There are also different types of attraction - Aesthetic, Romantic, Sexual. And he appreciates anything beautiful. He also says that ''You can't force love on anyone'' and is generally a really sweet guy. Also from what I see he copes with his loneliness by having casual sex while Arthur copes by abusing alcohol. People cope with loneliness in different ways, for him LOVE is important and he craves intimacy. He is suggestive and says sex jokes which is relateable. He also has moments of walking around naked, and while that may be perverted, far more people have done more perverted things than him. Also Greece and Turkey have a lot more sex than France has ever had. I don't know if it is canon or fanon but I read somewhere that Greece loves sex without a condom since it excites him. France is perverted but so are many other people, if a person is assertive towards such personality he will respect the other person's wishes and not force the issue, because he understands the concept of boundaries. It seems that some fans are either too young or too stupid to understand what is common sense and boundaries. Some couples in real life suffer from mismatch in their libido which is why they go to a couple therapist and ask how they can revive their sex life.

He is not a creep. I have met old men stalking me around after school and I have had a guy at a bar putting something in my drink not knowing that I saw everything so I just left. Real creeps do not understand the concept of boundaries and the fact that people are not their sexual slaves, they crave power and dominance and love ruining people's lives, it doesn't matter who their target it, as long as they are depressed and on their knees crying and shaking in pain and fear. So yeah, rape is not something to laugh at but it seems the shitty girls that got into hetalia think it is peak comedy. With Antonio it is different, I do not like throwing the term - P*dophile around because that is a harsh accusiation but from what I remember from manga...didn't he try to steal North Italy who was a child...to marry him? He never wanted South Italy but got used to him at some point, so I am sorry for ruining all of the Spamano shippers's fantasies. He also raised him. Which brings me to the second point.

England raised America. Period. It is canon, it is in the manga, he found him as a child. England loves America because he is the first thing that did not hate him, for him. Europe in the past hated England, this is why France jokes that he is the - black sheep of Europe. He was abused by his brothers, especially Scotland and threw things at him and chased him away. Scotland is not only an abusive alcoholic though. He is more complex and loves his brother in his own way but historically England was not kind at all to Scotland. So these people were telling me that I am a wh*re because I don't ship their precious UsUk? Well guess what honey, England isn't a useless girly bottom, America is neither a top, nor a dumb guy and England most likely changed his diapers. Also why would America blow his revolution if he wanted to be free? I mean England taxed the hell out of him and was a bit of a narcissitic asshole, so why shouldn't America want to be free from tyrany?

Also for people who bring the - BUT FIORE, ENGLAND KILLED JEANNE'DARC SO THAT MEANS FRANCE SHOULD HATE HIM, YOU'RE A HYPOCRITE! - well hun, France held a grudge for centuries until he got even by helping America with Spain and Prussia to free him self from England's grasp. America was the only thing that didn't hate him because he didn't know him. He was an alone child and he finally had someone to take care of him and listen to him talk, that wasn't a human, that didn't die (Davie) and England is an introvert but he has many issues which is why to him the loss of America hurt so much. Because everyone else hated him, or at least in his mind it looked that way. Portugal was always his friend and in a rare case lover and France had a love/friend/hate relationship with him. People can make the argument that France took care of him but France was probably around 12 in human years and England looks to be around 10 when he wore that blue dress of his and when England had a bow and green cloak and shaggy long blonde hair. France still cuts off his hair to this day. While England was in his late teens 17-8 when he found America who was clearly around 5-6. Their pairing doesn't make sense from a psychological point. So I would love to not have any usuk shit in my feed. I have enough abusive people in my life who treat me like a punching bag, I don't need to get upset online too.

Alfred looks 5-6 years of age and believe it or not some children piss them selves even to the age of 10. Some have medical problems but that is not an issue for now. I have been a nanny. I have taken care of children of all ages, and they're telling me? That I should ship a ship where some guy changed another's diapers but the other guy grew up too quickly and now they are dating? IN WHAT WORLD, I REPEAT IN WHAT WORLD?Does that mean I should feel some sort of sexual attraction and would like to bang children I took care of, because they went to the gym and have what society conciders the perfect body? I guess in their mind I should. In reality somewhat every country is related to hetalia so the boundary between what is incest or not is vague. But even when usukers bring the - BUT THEY ARE NOT BLOOD RELATED? - so what, incest is still taboo and some say that since they don't have blood relation it is not incest, but this is why stepbro/sis memes are so prevelent. Since it is a taboo and taboos get some people excited sexually. Whether they are blood related or not is out of the question, Arthur did take care of him as a child.

This is not meant to cause the old FRUK VS USUK wars, but in my experience USUK fans are extremely harsh and cold, at least to anyone who doesn't ship their precious ship. It is like they can't stand anyone who simply objectivly says - I do not like this ship. Bruv, do you know how many other ships I don't like in other fandoms, and no one has given me shit or threatened to hack my computer and send people to beat me up, simply because I DON'T SHIP USUK? maaaan-Let's not forget that these hypocrites also spread lies and said that ''Himaruya said that UsUk is canon'' and there was this black and white fan art that rolled around Twitter, Facebook and other social media for a while and people believe it. I think Hetafacts or some other youtuber debunked that it was nothing but a pure lie. It should not matter what ship is canon, what should matter more is fans being civil and kind to another but no, let's insult other pairings and make people hate ships they didn't originally hate just because.

Here is another ship I don't like - Russia x China. Also another ship - Russia x Prussia, also another ship Russia x Lithuania, or Russia (Romantically) x Latvia, or Prussia x Liechtenstein (Romantically). I even met one person who shipped Sealand x England lol or England x Seychelles x France or Belarus x Liechtenstein (Romantically) I dislike all of these ships. Do you see the word hate anywhere? No, because I don't hate them? Do you know why? Well no one told me - ''I hope you die raped in shit'' and told me that I am ''r*tarded'' in my comment section on youtube because I said that I do not care about certain ships. You see I used to feel this way about UsUk too. It was meh, I don't care, I see them as father and son, because England literally raised him. Also England is proven to be a horrible neglectful father and a workholic and alcholic. This is the reason why Sealand is taken care of by Sweden and Finland.

I always saw him this way so I don't know how the new fandom just started seeing him as the gremlin that he is when he was always a fucking old grandpa gremlin, not a soft uwu useless femboy that loves sex and screams BAKA every 3 seconds and blushes for no apperent reason whatsoever. I have many things that I don't ship. For example I feel conflicted towards pairings like - China x Japan or Japan x America because the r*pe of nanking is a thing and Japan denies and while Japan may have attacked America, americans kinda rationalize the two bombs and laugh at it while if anyone mentions 9/11 they freak out. So they can joke about other countries's misfortune but if it theirs - NO,NO,NO! I think global issues should be adressed in hetalia and people should make vent/rant art. If you are an indigenous person and a white guy comes to you and asks why you wear normal clothes and he says that indigenous people only wear feathers and all, this is why we need to speak to children about racism. Or being told that being latino/a makes you ''Inferior'' somehow (IT DOESN'T), or you're black and you get told by a white person how you should go back to your home land ''with the bananas''. I can joke about my own country's problems but it feels extremely offensive if the country that did the crime (R*pe, destruction of religious monuments, statues of popular poets from my country, more r*pe, stealing boys and babies and forcing other religion on them so they can kill and r*pe their own mothers and sisters. )I do not blame their descendents for what their grandpas did to us, what I can't stand is the superiority complex they have and how they insult this country and speak in their own language like we don't understand them and pretend like nothing happened, which is why I hate a certain hetalia country with passion.

It really sucks how due to Covid the hate against asians has risen, I heard from my favourite youtubers how certain people harassed them and hurt them for ''spreading covid'' or something. Well this just horrible and we really need to re-think how we treat people who were not at fault for a fucking global pandemic. I don't know where Yao Wang would stand, since he is a fictional country but unless somebody projects their homophobia and xenophobia through roleplay or art and send me hate art, I don't really care who they are as long as their are respectful. I can't stand usuk, and I can't stand the fans. I try to block every account that has this content which sucks ass since they look like cool people but no, it has to be fucking ew ugh usuk they draw. I sometimes feel like a bitch for blocking them since they're not the same fans that have insulted, threatened and harassed me but I would like to not blow my chances and risk ever talking to them. If you want to, you can call me a hater, a basher or anything, I don't care.

In a way everyone in hetalia is related but lets say that I do not have concrete hate over this ship but the serial bullying I received from fans over the years. Which is why I ship things like Seychelles x Iceland or Hong Kong x Iceland and I can't choose. Usually when UsUk fans ''defend'' their ship they have two arguments - It is cute and - the revolutinary war and how much england missed him. Two people may look cute together but would their emotional maturity and personalities match? These are important questions, which is why for me Gerita personalitywise, matches but the emotional maturity gap is way too much. For UsUk America lacks basic emotional maturity, raises his tone, cuts off people when they speak, weird obsession about being a hero and a tiny bit of narcissism here and there, he overly trusts him self which can cause as much problems as someone who doubts them selves. England is in another place mentally is honestly much better off with anyone else that is not America or Canada. Portugal, Spain, France, Russia, Japan,etc. America also has more developed friendships with countries like Russia, France, Siciliy and probably Japan and Vietnam. I think he can date Lithuania for me their dynamic is so wholesome and pure and everything click together. Russia also works but some people are put off by it due to the cold war. RusAme/UkFr is much more than just love/hate relationship, I don't know why people have the impression that they constantly fight and make up. Normal couples don't do that. Whether it is incest or not it is debatealbe. I have seen dynamics like theirs and let tell you that these people always ended up divorced.

I will share some quotes from people on different social medias I have found that describe it better than me -

Quote number 1 - from fanpop

"USUK is actually one of my most hated anime pairings followed by Spamano a few places behind for the same reason. The thought of raising a child as a son/brother only to bang him when he's older is nothing but disgusting and makes England seem like a pedophile for "falling in love" with the child he adopted and raised. I honestly can't understand why so many people insist that America and England aren't brothers and that the pairing isn't incest when Himaruya, the anime director and characters in Hetalia have confirmed that America and England are indeed brothers. Some USUK fans claim that America's independence makes them non-siblings. That's just ridiculous. Even if America would say "I don't want to be your brother anymore" directly to England, it still won't make any difference and it certainly doesn't change the fact that America was adopted and raised by England. If the USUK fans want to ship this pairing, it's fine, but denying that the pairing is incest is just annoying. It makes it seem like they think incest is gross, but desperately try to deny that USUK is incest only to continue shipping it or to keep telling themselves that USUK will be canon, which will never happen just like (unfortunately) every other Hetalia pairing except (possibly) AusHun.''

Quote number 2- from deviant art

''t's this reasoning that made me think back to all the Journal reads, essays and editorials many of the Anti UsUk fans write about why they hate the pairing. They usually mention about the pairing being incest, pedophilia and/or not cannon. While all of those might be true, I think there's more reasoning to why UsUk usually never works. It isn't to say those shouldn't be mentioned, because they should be, and I will mention them. First off, incest. Yes, UsUk is incest, but not because they share blood, but because they're BROTHERS. The fact that England adopted America should not be anyone's excuse for why it's not considered incest. Incest means sexual relations between people classed as being too closely related to marry each other. The definition of related is belonging to the same family, group, or type. Neither of these say anything about sharing blood, or having to be born from the mother's womb. If your parents divorced, and your father married another woman, who becomes your mother, she would be considered related to you, since you both belong in the same family. America and England are brothers, they're family, they belong in the same family, and even share the same family name (Don't believe me? Britain's full name is United Kingdom of Great Britain, just like America's full name is United States of America, which was declared by Acts of Union in 1707 before the Revolutionary War. Coincidence? I think not 📷). No, I do not count their human names, since they're mainly names used for the fanbase to use. Now, for pedophilia, that's the one that can be questioned. On one hand, if England and America are shipped when both are adults, then it shouldn't be considered pedophilia. On the other hand, they are about 800-700 years apart. Though, the same could be said with America and other countries like Japan, Ukraine and Belarus. While America may not be the youngest country, technically speaking, he's certainly the youngest most powerful country. So, if anyone in the fandom is going to pair up America with anyone, male or female, that country is most likely going to be thousands of years older than him. So, do I consider UsUk pedophilia? Well... not if America is already a grown adult. So, unless there are fanart or fan fictions with England being sexual or flirty with kid or youth America, pedophilia isn't really the big issue (especially since I haven't seen pictures or fanart of England being sexual or flirty with kid America, and are perhaps the only brotherly pictures and/or fan fictions I can find of England and America). Being that everyone knows that UsUk is CERTAINLY not cannon, I want to go more deep into why I feel UsUk doesn't work. Let's set aside the fact that it is incest, and look at this pairing from a realistic standpoint. I want to start from the bottom up, which would be the back story of how England's and America's relationship started. Why is this relationship so memorable, and considered adorable? Why does it work so well? To put it simply, the relationship between England and America is very relatable. They both reminded me of my two brothers, and my dad and my uncle. It's the story of the little brother, who looked up to the older brother as the greatest thing on earth; the most perfect person in the world. He could never think of anyone else that could be compared to his older brother. Then, suddenly, that little brother grows up and realizes that his older brother is a compete jerk, or isn't as perfect as he originally thought. Usually, this is hard for any little brother to grasp, and, once he does, the relationship between him and his older brother starts to friction. They no longer share the same relationship they once had. Little brothers can relate to America in trying to grasp and understand that his older brother wasn't the big, perfect person he once thought, when he says, “you used to be so big.” At the same time, older brothers can relate to England in losing the innocent little brother that thought he was the world, then having to watch him grow up, and turn into a complete

jerk himself, or lose his innocence. It isn't that England never saw any flaws in America, even as a little kid, but it's hard for him to watch those innocence and naiveness suddenly flushed down the toilet. Now, America is surpassing England, and England now needs America to help him at times. From what I've seen from my brothers and uncle, it's very hard for an older brother to admit he needs his little brother's help, that there might be things his little brother knows more than him, and to actually call or go to little brother for help. This is continually seen with England and America during World War 2 where America volunteers to help, and England continually refuses, but yet seems to need the help (this is especially seen in the Blitz series). When anyone takes these two characters, whose relationship represents and older and younger brother of our generation, then turns it into a gay relationship, it completely ruins the amazing buildup that Hidekazu Himaruya was intentionally going for. It's not that gay relationships are not relatable, but the one that's made in the UsUk fandom isn't something that gay couples can relate to. Turning something that was never intended to be a gay relationship into one is actually the reason why there are gay men and women that dislike yaoi. It's not only a misrepresentation of England and America, and their relationship, but it's a misrepresentation of gay relationships in general. That's mainly where it boils down to why I dislike UsUk. Yes, homosexuality is one of those reasons, being that homosexuality was VERY looked down upon back during World War 2, especially during the colonial days (if you were caught in the act of homosexuality, you'd most likely be kicked out of the city and, if not, be beaten by countless cowboys, then killed, and those cowboys would get away with it, not being punished for said act even if they were caught). More than likely, England and America were homophobic back during those days, since many Americans and Englishmen were completely against homosexuality. It wasn't until around the Cold War, or during the 1960's, when the world started changing their viewpoints. Though, with that aside, UsUk, to me, just can't work with the back story and buildup of the show. Though, the same should be said for many yaoi fandoms in general. Many of them just don't work with the cannon buildup set for the two male characters. If people try to pair America and England up, keeping the cannon story line of their relationship, it comes out as unrealistic, and a misrepresentation of gay relationships, the relationship between England and America, and history in general. It isn't to say that nobody should write UsUk. In my opinion, whatever shipping you want to use is completely up to you. Though, if you want to write a UsUk fan fiction, it needs to not ruin the cannon relationship buildup set for England and America. In other words, I don't want a UsUk of any type to use the same cannon back story from the Hetalia series, otherwise it just becomes very unrelatable, and ruins the intended relationship buildup between England and America as older and younger brother. Anyways, those are my thoughts on UsUk, and why I don't like the pairing in general. You can agree or disagree, but I wanted to get my thoughts out. You can let me know in the comments about your thoughts on UsUk. I'm interested in knowing what your thoughts on the fandom, whether you're a UsUk fan or completely against the pairing, like me.''

23 - Have you ever had a ship become canon, but you didn’t like how it was portrayed?

- Korra x Asami (It looks rushed and I think Asami deserves better, in my eyes Korra constantly changed relationships and has immaturity issues, I watched the show a long time ago tho)

- Light x Misa (Misa deserved someone who cared for her)

- Erza x Jellal/Gerard (Erza deserved better, the guy looks like he is an extra or made of plastic)

- Ban x Elaine (I really dislike this ship, I read some articles about Japan and I do not know if this real/legit and please excuse me if I spread misinformation, but from what I read, some people said that Japan has p*dophilia problems. Certain mangaka or their word for the comic/manga artist, put loli characters on purpose to please a certain fanbase that likes this type of content. I look like a loli somewhat because I have small frame while other girls matured on body way too fast, I remained skin and bones up until the age of 19, after that I somehow started to gain some weight on my legs but that doesn't mean I am still not short and skinny on my upper body. Old creepy men, asking where you live and asking you sexual intimate questions when you just want to buy you self some dinner after school, isn't my idea of fun. Which is why - 100000 years but has the body of a loli is bullshit. There are older women who have smaller bodies but no matter how young you look, every human being starts developing wrinkles and hair falling at some point in their life. They may be small, but they surely don't look like lolis.

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sztefa001 · 2 years ago

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Guys please, it's not only the bad employers!!!

IT'S THE GOVERMENT OK. MANY EMPLOYERS ARE STRUGGLING TOO

Do you have any idea how expensive it is to have an employee? When I was little mom used to be able to give jobs to 3-4 people who apart from normal wage were getting extras, worked 6h, always had tea/coffe/sweets on hand, could get out for dinner, could get more vacation if they asked and those days off didn't have to be in a row, could call in "hi sorry I'll be late, my kid missed the bus" or "I don't feel well, can I leave earlier" and they were always granted it.

And my parents didn't have to work as hard as well and we could afford to go on vacation together too 'cuz we knew the business was in good hands.

Now it's just me and my parents who technically are retired but have to come here and work ful time anyway. Gov keep raising prices and feeding energetics to hyperinflation and blaming previous party / pandemic / war / whatever.

Technically we're open 8h but we have to stay overtime. I'm the only person here who can "do everything". Dad can do like 35% of it and mom maybe 5%. I go home, crash down for a nap, wake up to have supper and around 2-3h free time where I have no motivation to do anything other than scroll tumbrl and go back to sleep to wake up for work. We had to close on saturdays 'cuz it was too much for us. Our only days off are national holidays that are off anyway. Sometimes one of my parents stays home for half a day but I can't. If I'm not here we may just close.

We live weekend to weekend and we're too tired to do anything else other than basic things that need to be done around the house.

And we had to give up on hiring because it's so hard to train a person that wants money for nothing. Imagine getting someone and within first 2 days they get the hang of the basic 5-10%. That's still help so my mom gladly paid more than the agreed minimum! They learned more, sometimes they mess up but it's ok, they had to gain experience somehow. 2-3 weeks and if they learn fast they know how to do like 40% and their pay would increase. It used to work out and was profitable for both sides and they would stay for years and be able to handle everything.

But now? They learn the basics, they get paid, they don't pay attention and mess up to much and prove to be irresponsible and they shrug it off and decide they're gonna go somewhere else, sometimes even without giving us a notice so we could cover for them. We got tired of constant failed attemts of hiring someone. And later after pandemics turned out we can't afford anyone for even minimum wage even if they wanted to work for that much (no one does if gov offers money for being unemployed).

I love this job but it takes more time and energy than I'd like to give. I want to have time for myself. But I'm stuck alone at work. We want to have a good emplyee or two and let them work half-time for full-time wage and hear they could buy a new car or go on cool vacation because of this.

So please stop shitting at all the employers. Some of us are struggling too.

The history of corporate propaganda.

'Nobody wants to work' fails to mention the poverty wages and horrible workplaces.

Reframe the narrative: Capitalists refuse to pay thriving wages.

#rant #sztefu talks #I'm so tired of this #as a kid I used to do so many things #have so many hobbies #now can barely manage a doodle once a month #I can't recall when we went on holiday together as a family #and last potential employee left us without a word due to money and he didn't even ask for a raise which we could agree on #ugh

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theleftpill · 8 years ago

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i might have a misunderstanding of tags, but i assumed people tagged things partly so that others can blacklist them. i know its annoying to get wank in the tag all the time but id rather that the people who follow me have the ability to blocked tagged posts. is there anyway to allow people to block tags and also not let them come up in the the searched tags??

Tags are primarily a way to make the content of your blog searchable, and to organize your blog. They’re secondarily used to block (or bring forward) the content in others’ posts (because you don’t have any control how others tag their posts.)

I think you’re asking how you can tag a post so people can block, while keeping it out of the main tag. For example, tag a post “wank” for those who want to avoid it, without it popping up in the “wank” tag. If I’ve got that right:

My understanding is that posts show up in the tag *only* the first time they’re tagged. So if it’s a reblog, tag it however you like; it won’t show up in the main tag.

Any post that has the same word in the *body* of the post will show up in the tag *on tumbrl mobile*. This doesn’t happen through the browser. So tagging or not tagging doesn’t make a difference (the “original post only” rule still applies afaik.)

What I and many others have done is to post a “tagging policy”, letting your followers know how you tag specific content so they can block; then you can personalize that tag somehow to keep it out of the main tags.

If I’ve gotten any of this wrong, or if anyone else has some ideas to help out anon, please fire away!

#anon ask #tagging #Anonymous

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alltechtipstricks · 6 years ago

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Efficient Ways To Make Money Online When You Are A Trainee

If you chose to sign up with the community of online cash makers, you should kick off the work today as it is a time consuming procedure. You can't begin generating income right after setting up a website or a YouTube channel other than you are currently a famous person in your niche. In today's post, I am going to show you 3 effective ways to make money online as a part time job when you are still a trainee (from my individual experiences).3 Effective Ways To Make Money Online When You Are a Student

1. Start your own blog site

There are lots of methods to start generating income on the internet, but the most effective way is to start your own blog site (or website). When you are studying in the university, you can't invest full-time on a service, writing blogs is a the most versatile and efficient method for you in my opinion. You do not need to be concern about either working time or working place. It's practical for you to work anywhere, anytime you desire to. All you need to do is to select a subject that you enjoy such as a favorite topic that you are studying or a hot innovation pattern worldwide and write your own opinion.How to generate income from your blog, you may ask? There are lots of methods to generate income from your great traffic blog site. These are 3 common methods to generate income from your blog:

Making loan from 3rd party advertisements. As soon as your blog can generate great traffic, sellers will contact you to put their advertisements on your blog. It's time to earn some cash from showing ads on your blog.How to set

up a brand-new blog?If you do

n't understand how to begin your own blog site, simply following these easy steps to develop a complimentary blog site (or website) with WordPress.com, the most well-known totally free platform for individual blogging and company website in the world now (There are some other platforms to start such as blog writer, Weely, Tumbrl and so on). I will not go into information about these platforms here due to the fact that it gon na be a long conversation then.Use your existing email account to sign up at WordPress.com website and follow their direction to produce your complimentary site with their free plan package.Once you have your account ready, believe about the content you

want to write and pick a proper domain. You also require to select a theme for your blog and tailor it on your own. This is a time consuming work if you don't have

any knowledge about establishing a WordPress.com website. Fortunately, there are lots of tutorials to assist you available on the internet. Important pointers: Prior to starting to compose any content on your blog, make sure that you are pleased with your style, appearance, blog site menu, pages therefore on.How to write on your blog?When your blog site is all set to go. You'll need to start writing content for it. There are numerous type of content you can

publish on your blog depend

on the topic you selected. Commonly, professional blog writers frequently start with information review of a particular service or product throughout the very first three months. After that, they will begin composing rating articles such as"Top ..., Finest ... "in the market they selected. Picking how to write is your own choice. Simply to be sure that you do not copy other individuals content and re-publish on your blog site. Such type of action can hurt either your reputation or your future advancement of your blog site. Second of all, keep in mind to bear in mind that every post/article/page on your blog site has actually to be composed in a type that is"helpful for SEO". I've released a easy guideline about this problem couple months ago. Don't be lazy, read it prior to you begin typing anything! 5 Things to keep in mind about blogging The topic you select will choose what kind of

visitor you can generate. If you are dealing with your

own, do not try to select too typical subjects. Such kind of subject has extremely high competition.Before writing a post, never forget to do"keyword research" to see just how much traffic volume this post can create in the future.

Don't be distracted by techniques and ideas of"Black Hat SEOERS"

. Their tricks are double-edged sword which can either assist you and injure you

. Your brand-new blog site needs time to be indexed and ranked on Google search engine result. Do not rather so fast! Be client about what you are doing!Don't fool your readers/ visitors. Keep in mind that you are writing blog site to help your readers with your understanding and experiences. They are wise enough to acknowledge what's incorrect with your material. Don't attempt to deceive them. Just truthfullyraise your opinion by telling the fact.2. Start your own YouTube Channel If you are not great at writing material, you can begin your own YouTube channel to start making loan online when you are trainee. There are many (maybe thousand)kinds of video you can release on YouTube

to generate income. The theory is quite as

similar as beginning your own blog. You also need an email account to sign up a channel on YouTube in addition to signing up with an affiliate program to work. This is an example video you can publish to YouTube to make money.When creating videos for YouTube, among the most bothersome things is the Copyright problem. If you select to re-up videos from other channels, you will be quickly caught by YouTube because of their copyright policy. To get rid of these headache matters, I suggest you create

your own videos by screencasting. Making screencasts from tape-recording what's happening on your desktop such as tape-recording a how-to usage a software or how-to play a video game will certainly not violate YouTube's copyright policy. As a student, I am sure that you have your own laptop computer(or a desktop )! All you need is an expert screencasting software to start producing screencast videos. These screencasting programs are available in this post!How to establish and customize your YouTube channel to make it stand-out of the crowd?It's exactly the exact same story when you establishing a blog site. You also require to think about the exact same things. Let's quickly going through what you require to do.Register your YouTube channel is an easy step. You can follow any direction on YouTube to have a YouTube channel with your gmail.Customize your channel to make it

noteworthy. There are couple of little things you'll need to establish on your channel prior to publishing your first video. Let's make it as easy as possible due to the fact that you can change all

these settings anytime you desire in the future.Okay! Now your channel is prepared to go. Let's learn some tips to develop fantastic screencast videos that can produce a great deals of traffic and shares.5 Easy Tips Every YouTube Video Creator Should Know Make a screencast video much shorter than 3 minutes: If you pay a little attention, the videos bring in numerous views on YouTube are often shorter than 3 mins, except films or amusing clips. Individuals often anticipate to get a direct answer if they are browsing for a"how-to "tip. Don't try to develop an all-feature-in-one video, just to be brief., and easy to follow.Always compose a good title and description. Let your audience know what's inside your video through your title and description is the best method to drive more traffic. It benefits video ranking too.Don't forget to produce an attractive thumbnail image for your video. On the image, put your channel logo and something that is capable of promoting curiosity.Put like, share, remark and subscribe demand at an appropriate place on your video. Don't put too much pressure on your audience. They will subscribe to your channel if they like your videos. No requirement to ask again and once again in thevideo.Produce video daily or every week, depending upon your time. Keep releasing brand-new videos will certainly help you get more visitors and higher ranking on video search results page.3. Become a Material Writer The most convenient method to earn cash online when you are a student is to end up being a material writer if you desire to rapidly make a little amount of loan to support your learning career. Selecting to become a material writer, you do not require to fret about setting up your own website or your own YouTube channel. All you need is to sign up with freelancer forums, prepare a quick intro about yourself, compose some samples toconvince people to employ you. Honestly, this is the most basic method however the cash you can earn is not much.Bottom line When you are a trainee, your main project is

to find out, not earning money.

But it can be better to know a method to generate income without affecting you learning, right. These 3 effective ways to generate income online are our own experiences. If you have any concern, don't be reluctant to call us at any time. Don't forget to follow us to receive better post notifications in the future.Good luck!

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