#the only positive “interaction” I had was sending fan art and that's because I didn't say anything

[actionyak]

I was thinking about how if I ever got a tattoo I would want to get the eye from the Night Vale logo since that show means so much to me and then I remembered the thread from years ago that Joseph Fink made on the Something Awful forums to discuss and promote his new podcast ("like NPR for the Twilight Zone"!) and how when I finally listened to the show a year later and fell into it hard I went into that thread and loudly fangirled at him and then decided to give him updates on tumblr drama related to the show (WHY????) and generally just annoyed the absolute shit out of him and completely refused to take a hint because my autism ramps into overdrive when I get excited and then I died of embarrassment all over again and I don't think I really want to get that tattoo now

[vriskaserketdaily]

Announcement; CW for graphic descriptions of medical emergencies & discussions of death/mortality

so, yesterday i briefly mentioned that i had been hospitalized. i unknowingly consumed edibles, became anxious and hyperactive, had a full-blown panic attack, and believing myself to be in the mother of all caffeine overdoses (2 cups of black tea) or having a heart attack or both, called emergency services, and was hospitalized with severe tachycardia.

i genuinely thought i was dying, sitting outside in my pajamas with my back to the mailbox post waiting for the EMTs to arrive. i still thought i was dying two hours later, struggling to breathe in the hospital room with my parents beside me.

i thought about a lot of things in the time between calling the emergency number and being lifted into the ambulance. i didn't want this blog to be my only legacy when i have so much more to do and be and make. i have other hobbies---knitting, crochet, playing guitar & composing music, and especially writing. i haven't drawn or written about my ocs in years, even during the recent hiatus, and i would like to change that.

to that end, i will not be drawing vriskas on a daily basis or consistently updating the fan art queue for the forseeable future. i will still draw vriska, especially if there are requests in the inbox, but i won't be going out of my way to squeeze out fan art when i'm ill, busy in other areas of my life, or generally not feeling it.

i will be keeping this blog up. i will not be changing the url because i fought too hard for a hypen-free daily vriska url and i'm not giving it up that easily. perhaps, after a year or two, i may even resume daily vriskas and normal blog operations.

COMMON QUESTIONS:

are you like, okay? i think i'm fine, physically? i was discharged after about four hours in the hospital and was able to move and eat and stuff today. i still feel some soreness/tightness in the chest, but i think that's to be expected given the circumstances.

can we still send requests? YES please omg. the interactions i have had through requests have been so positive and rewarding that it'd be difficult for me to fully give this blog up. even something as simple as "draw vriska" will function as a request. one thing that's been going through my head a lot lately is the thought that i could die and no one here would notice or care, so having tangible assurance that there is at least one person in the world who wants to see my vriska art would be very meaningful in that regard. i may not respond immediately, but i will respond to all requests that conform to the blog rules and mission (no nsfw, no pedophilic/incestuous ships, must involve vriska in some way)

will you consider opening mod applications? no, both because i don't think there would be too many takers for the position and because i know from experience that the fastest way to kill a daily blog is to load it up with a bunch of mods. (i am not the original owner of this blog and have moderated a few other multi-mod blogs before---i am currently the sole mod of the two i stuck with, this being one of them). i'd rather keep this blog half-active with just me than have it be completely inactive with me and 3-6 other people. again, there's a chance that after a year or so of taking things slow, i may come back to it.

can we tag you in art/fics/vriska posts? yes, actually, that would be very helpful. i don't expect anyone to do this, but again, i will no longer be actively perusing the character tag. feel free to @ me in vriska-related posts you think could use a little love.

if i have a daily vriska blog, will you promote me? sure! genuinely, i wish you luck---i've seen a couple of y'all come and go, and it really takes a lot to keep a blog like this running for more than three months. if you can do that you will be certified spiders for real.

where else can we find you? my main blog is @beangods, where i reblog posts that are not about vriska. you can send art requests there, too, but they cannot be related to vriska. that's what this blog is for. i also moderate @theextendedzodiacas, which is mostly fantroll-oriented. i'm on discord, too, but you won't find me on any other social media site.

is the vriskord still up? yes, it is, and you can join it, though the server is not very active. i don't plan on taking the server down or anything like that.

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please feel free to reach out to me, and i'll be happy to answer any questions that i can. thank you for your understanding, and i'll see you . . . in probably a few days when i draw the 1 request currently sitting in the inbox.

thanks for reading all this.

-mod 8

[wishitweresummer]

Now They Know (Dream x GeorgeNotFound x Sapnap)

Word count: 3108

Warning: Intense tickles, feet tickling, slight angst, and poor Gogy being a bit scared and embarrassed.

This is for Mushie's lee!George week! This is Day 6 and the prompt is Intense Tickles.

(This is my first time writing a truly traditional lee! I hope you like it! Please tell me what you think! Please!)

((This series is called Glass House!! Next part: Now Admit It))

George had a secret. While Dream and Sapnap knew pretty much everything about him, they didn't know one thing.

He didn't know exactly why it was something he kept hidden. He didn't think the other two would judge him or think of him as weird. Just whenever he tried to tell them, he couldn't. Something stopped him. Some small scared voice inside of him.

George liked being tickled. Really, everything about it. The feeling of the electricity that shot through him at any ticklish touch. The dizziness that the breathlessness brought. The complete loss of brain function during it. The excitement of the fight. The teases and laughter of his friends when they got him down. The tingles in all of his muscles when it was over. Everything.

While he had yet to share his feelings with his best friends in an effort to indulge in it more, he did find himself in a unique position. Fans that seemed to share his same interest in tickling often made content that featured George being tickled. Art and stories could be found easily once he made a committed secret alt account on Twitter called @gigglygogy404. He has had the account for more than a year now and never had any slip-ups in that time. Always switching between the accounts properly and never interacting with tickle content on his main.

It all changed on one fateful night that seemed like any other.

     The day itself had been a regular one as well. All three of the boys had been able to either stream or appear on someone else's, so they felt accomplished for the day.

     Dream had been the last to get off a stream. George was laid on Dream's bed waiting for him when a notification from Sapnap interrupted his reading of a fanfiction where he was being tickled silly by Sapnap himself. George smiled to himself while he liked the story to finish it later and swiped away the Twitter app.

"Sap says the food's here, come on.", he said to Dream before hopping off the bed and heading out.

     All three talked about their recent streams over chinese food. Dream suggested the other two make sure they check who else is streaming before going live, stating he got less viewers than he thought he would because so many of their friends were streaming at the same time. This wasn't unusual. Dream always paid attention to the numbers a little more than the other two. Of course the other two would only ever listen to his advice when he gave it, considering his success.

     Plenty of laughter and teasing over dinner kept everyone's spirits high before they separated again; Sapnap off to edit and the other two back to Dream's room to hang out.

     This was usual, Dream and George laid out on his bed just playing on their phones.

     They had only settled in bed for enough time for George to watch two TikToks when Dream sighed.

"Did I send a tweet out about that stream? I did right?".

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure you did.".

"Can I see your Twitter real quick?".

"Yeah. I'll be right back.". George handed Dream his phone and left to go to the bathroom.

     George had let Dream go through his Twitter a million times and thought nothing of it, but he had forgotten that he never switched back to his main account.

     Dream opened the app and went straight to the likes. He knew if he had tweeted out that he was streaming that George would have hit it with a like. But, his mission was quickly abandoned when he saw the last thing that was liked. It was a fanfiction. Dream furrowed his brows as he skimmed the first tweet in the chain. George didn't typically interact with this kind of fan content. He clicked back over to the main page to see what account he was on.

     The account was called @gigglygogy404.

     Dream stared for a moment, more confused than anything. He went back and skimmed through the fanfiction the account had liked. It was a story about George being tickled by Sapnap. Dream scrolled to the next like and his mouth actually dropped open in shock. It was Dream Team fanart, but nothing like Dream had seen before. In it, Dream had his arms wrapped around George from behind while Sapnap blew a raspberry into his stomach. The George was laughing and had a cute blush.

Dream startled when George was suddenly climbing back into the bed. He quickly swiped out of the app and back into TikTok before handing him back his phone.

Now, he hadn't meant to invade George's privacy and learn about his secret interest. But, he had. And now he didn't know what to do.

He briefly looked over at George scrolling through TikTok. He originally had asked for George's phone to find his Tweet instead of looking in his own account because he didn't want to lose his place on a MCC statistic post he was on, but suddenly it held no interest to him. His mind swirled with the new information about his best friend.

Suddenly, George tensed next to him. Dream looked over to see him quickly close out of the Twitter app.

Dream watched him. His little thumbs wiggled in panic over his phone screen. He pulled up the background apps and swiped Twitter away, just to select the app again. The boy let out a shaky breath as he saw it was still on @gigglygogy404. Then, he seemed frozen.

Dream's heart sunk a little at the sheer panic his best friend was showing.

"It's okay.", he spoke. George flinched at the words.

"Oh god.", he murmured, then covered his reddening face with both hands and curled into Dream.

Dream quickly collected the smaller into a hug, letting him hide himself into his hands against his chest.

Idly, he couldn't help the pride bubbling inside him that George was scared about what Dream had seen, but still chose to curl into him for comfort.

"It's okay George, please don't be upset.", he spoke softly and pressed his fingers through his hair.

"I'm going to cry.", he mumbled. It was barely audible with how muffled it was against his hands. Dream nearly crushed the boy to his chest at the words.

"No no please, George I promise it's okay.". George whimpered.

Sapnap knocked on the door and opened it before either could respond.

"Oh...what's going on in here? Georgie okay?". George whined and curled into him more. Dream shook his head 'no'. Sapnap crawled onto the bed and gave George's sides a few squeezes. Dream gasped as the boy squealed and shoved away from him at the ticklish feeling. "What's wrong George?", Sapnap asked as the boy fell onto his back and cowered under their gazes. "Blushing already?", he teased with a soft smile.

"Oh my god.", George groaned and covered his face again. Dream huffed in amusement.

"Sapnap, are you tickling him to make him feel better?".

"Well, yeah. I don't know, it usually works. Why is he all sad? What happened?". George peeked at Dream.

"He's embarrassed about something he shouldn't be. I think tickling him might actually be exactly what he needs.". George scoffed.

"Ooh really?".

     Instantly, a small fight broke out. Dream went for George's hands, but he pulled them away just in time. The two scrambled to get a hold of the squirmy boy as he fought for his life.

"No please don't!!!", he cried out as Dream grabbed him and pulled his back against he chest. "Dream!!!", he screeched.

"What were you so embarrassed about Gogy? Can you tell me?".

"No!!". George shook his head frantically.

"Do I have to tickle it out of you?", Sapnap teased, giving a few pokes to George's helpless tummy. George squirmed back into Dream's body and broke into giggles.

"Now, wouldn't that be ironic?", Dream murmured quietly, directly into George's burning red ear. Sapnap didn't hear what Dream said, but just assumed it was some tease about tickling him.

"He's so blushy today!". Sapnap giggled gleefully as he started his tickle attack. Evil fingers descended on George's sensitive sides and he was a goner. Shrieks of laughter filled the room.

Dream smiled down at his best friends, suddenly reminded of the art George had liked.

"Sap, I think he needs a raspberry on his tummy.". Dream jostled George, who cried out in protest. Sapnap complied easily, tugging up George's shirt and attaching his mouth to his bare stomach. He blew raspberry after raspberry as George screamed and laughed hysterically.

"Does this remind you of anything?", Dream murmured into his ear.

"I hate you!!", he whined.

"Awww Gogy you don't mean that!", Sapnap giggled and pulled away, tickling into the jumpy tummy with both hands. George squealed and twisted in Dream's hold. "Are you gonna tell me what's wrong?".

Sapnap was definitely enjoying torturing his best friend. George was always really fun to tickle. The older was insanely ticklish and he really enjoyed his laugh. But, he was still concerned about the scene he had walked in on. He trusted Dream wouldn't let this happen if it would make anything worse for George, but he still wanted to know what happened so he could help.

Dream could tell Sapnap was troubled by what he had walked into. He studied him as he tickled the squirmy boy in his arms to pieces. Sapnap had said he was trying to cheer George up with tickling.

"Georgie, he basically knows.". Sapnap stopped the tickles and tugged George's shirt back down into place.

"What's going on?", Sapnap asked softly. He looked so young, suddenly. The worry was taking over.

George calmed down slowly, and the other two gave him the time he needed. Dream switched from restraining George to just holding him softly. He brushed the sweaty hair off his forehead for him.

"I'll tell you. But, I really don't want to be made fun of right now. I'm...", suddenly George twisted and buried his face in Dream's neck. Dream's eyes went wide as he held George closer, rubbing his back. "...I'm sorry. This is scary. Dream just tell him.". Sapnap made a small noise at George's state.

"I won't make fun of you.", he said gently, then looked at Dream. Dream smiled and shook his head in amusement.

"I don't know why he's being so dramatic, because I think you already know.". Dream used his free hand to grab George's phone and unlock it, handing it over to Sapnap. "Go to Twitter.". George whimpered. Sapnap hesitated, then opened it up and scrolled through the account. Instead of going to the likes he scrolled through the posts on the actual account. Every single one he saw was a repost of some kind of tickle content featuring George. Some posts were tickle art or fanfiction like Dream had seen, but a few were posts about fans speculating about the amount of tickling in the Dream Team house or theories about George's ticklishness. A very clear pattern. Sapnap smiled.

"Giggly Gogy?", he asked, walking two fingers up George's spine to make him squirm. "Okay so...you like being tickled. Right? Is that was this is about? There's no way you're hiding from me right now over this.". Dream and Sapnap shared an amused look. "I knew he liked being tickled, you did too right?". Dream chuckled and nodded. George squeaked in protest, refusing to come out of hiding.

"Go to his likes, the art is really cute.". Sapnap did as he was told and coo'ed at the art.

"Hey we just did that! Did you see the last thing he liked?". Dream nodded and Sapnap took a bit to skim the story. He hummed as an understanding took him over as he took in the story. In it, George is absolutely decimated. Tickled worse than Dream or Sapnap had ever tickled him before. The George in the story displayed behaviors that would have told actual Sapnap he needed to stop tickling, but the Sapnap in the story carried on. Story-George was tickled to tears, and then some. Story-George begged desperately for mercy, but didn't get it. Sapnap nodded slowly. "Ohhh okay, I get it.". George peeked out at him, blushing hilariously dark. Sapnap giggled and rolled his eyes. "Idiot.". Dream laughed.

"C'mon Georgie, come out of hiding.".

     Sapnap watched as the scared boy peeled himself from Dream and just couldn't help himself, grabbing him and pulling him into a crushing hug. George sank into it gratefully.

"Gergg.", he lowly said the dumb nickname.

"Surpnurp.", George returned, hugging him back.

"You guys are cute.", Dream blurted. All three of them laughed.

     Softly, Sapnap pushed George back to the bed and the two leaned over him. George couldn't help but cower.

"Can you give us a safeword?", Sapnap asked.

"...Skeppy.". Dream wheezed painfully and fell halfway onto George in a fit of laughter. Soon, they were all laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation.

"You're such an idiot!!".

As soon as George saw signs of the other two calming down he grabbed a hold of one of their hands each.

"What is about to happen?", he asked through nervous giggles. Dream looked at Sapnap.

"Okay. Me and Dream are going to tickle you. Like totally crazy. Tickle you to death.". George couldn't quit giggling, but he shook his head 'no'.

"Gonna tickle tickle tickle you.", Dream added, causing George to squeak in protest.

"And here's the deal. You can fight us all you want. Beg for mercy and beg us to stop all you want. But, we aren’t going to.". The two grinned like wolves.

Of course, the implication here was that he's already been given a safeword to use when he wants them to stop, but none of them wanted to break the illusion.

"You can't do this to me!", George cried out and instantly tried to sit up. Both boys shook his grip loose and Dream shoved him by his chest back down to the bed. George screamed as Sapnap grabbed his thigh and Dream pressed two clawed hands to his ribcage. Immediately, George was in hysterics. He threw his head back and cackled loudly, squirming wildly against the bed. He frantically kicked his legs, but Sapnap kept a firm grip on the thigh and kept massaging right into the sensitive muscle. He shoved at Dream's hands and chest, but Dream was much stronger than him. George had no chance in hell of getting out.

"Awww are you so ticklish? Are you tickle tickle ticklish?", Dream used a baby voice. George shrieked in protest and his face burned at the words. His crazed laughter raised in pitch.

"Stop!! Guys come on!!!", he yelled.

Sapnap giggled and scooted back, grabbing one of George's flying ankles and scribbling at his socked sole. George screamed and twisted.

"Uh oh!!", Dream coo'ed, seemingly unable to drop the baby act.

As Sapnap wrestled with George's sock, Dream grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head.

"Nonono!!!". Dream only smirked and nodded as he teased his fingertips against the open underarm. George shrieked in terror as his worst spot was left wide open and Sapnap finally tugged his sock off. Dream pressed into his most sensitive muscle in his underarm and massaged quick little circles. Sapnap scribbled up his bare foot. George wailed with laughter, squirming against the blankets wildly. "Please!! No more!!", he screamed. Tears streaked down his beet-red cheeks and Dream coo'ed.

     Sapnap put his ankle in a headlock and started playing with his toes. Wiggling each of them and teasing between them.

"Little piggies.", he sang playfully. George's toes curled helplessly against the ticklish touch. Every time Sapnap played with his last two toes his laughter would shoot up a few octaves. "Are these ones the worst? Huh? Too ticklish for you Georgie?". George could only shake his head and squeal through his laughter in response.

Dream laughed as he switched back and forth between drilling into George's underarm and clawing gently at it. George's cackles increased steadily as he lost his mind under all the tickling.

"Please!!", he screeched.

Dream looked back at Sapnap and they grinned at each other. George was just too cute, really.

"Awww what's wrong Gogy?", Sapnap teased as he crawled up and grabbed a hold of squirmy narrow hips.

"Fuck off!!!". Sapnap only smirked as he started to play with the ticklish hipbones. George thrashed violently and screamed with laughter. Dream was relentless still with his underarm.

Sapnap's devilish fingers danced between his hips and his sides. Dream went back and forth between his underarms. George was completely lost in his laughter. He had no chance to get used to the feeling and he truly felt insane. It went on forever, he was sure. Time meant nothing as his brain melted from his laughter.

This is the worst George had actually been tickled before. He has always wondered what his limit was. It was exciting. Dream and Sapnap both seemed hellbent on breaking him down and he had never felt like this before. His head spun dizzily with the lack of air he was getting. His cackling cut off every minute or so and he just thrashed silently. Every nerve in his body felt alive as the ticklish electricity shot through him. His mind was wiped clean and he could only think one thing.

'It tickles it tickles it tickles it tickles.'.

It was exhilarating.

Eventually, his muscles started to feel sore from his crazed movements and his ability to laugh was flickering. Finally, a limit. George had been officially tickled to the brink. It was a strangely beautiful thing, to have gotten his fill of what he wanted. He knew when they stopped he wouldn't have any lingering urge to try and provoke more. His only regret was his ridiculous choice of safeword.

"Skeppy!", he croaked out.

The tickling hands stopped and George fell limp, closing his eyes. The other two were quick to smother him with cuddles. The boy could not stop giggling, but he could finally relax. A calm filled him like he had never felt before.

Dream brushed the hair off his sweaty forehead.

"Are you okay?", he whispered. George giggled and turned to hide his face in Sapnap's chest.

"Duh.", he responded, but it was very muffled.

George bit his lip to hold back giddy giggles. He was so excited. His two best friends know now that he loves to be tickled and they seemed to love to tickle him.

[kyouka-supremacy]

Did you do kouyou for the ask game?

I didn't! Thank you for asking her!!!

Favorite thing about them: Everything aaah, I love her tons. I really like how complex and multifaceted she is. She commits most atrocious actions for what she believes is a truly fair and just cause. She's adult and mature and yet she's blind to many aspects of the world. She's witty and cold and charismatic and yet even her is deceived by her own emotions. She really feels so human. I like how powerful she is, how high she is in the pm hierarchy, it's nice to see women in positions of power in this manga once in a while. Her backstory, however meager, makes for a truly compelling mindset and motives. I love her, I think she's about the most accidentally well written female character in the whole franchise.

Least favorite thing about them: Mmmhhh... Not a big fan of how her interactions with Dazai are portrayed I guess :/ He's always shown having the upper hand in every situation, and even though she's a powerful, capable skill user, she seems helpless in front of him. It's a little sorry to see, but maybe it's just me.

Favorite line: Nothing in particular, but I suppose this passage is nice :)

brOTP: I've said this before already, but I LOVE her ralationship with Mori. I really like to think of them as close siblings. I like the idea of Kouyou being Mori's right hand woman, and that he doesn't trust anyone like he trusts her. Additionally, Kouyou and Chuuya! I like the concept of Chuuya looking up to her as his mentor, and Kouyou being fond of him. I like to interpret them as well being close. And it's remarkable to see Chuuya admire someone else.

OTP: I'm positive towards kousano, I think they're cool!! Though I guess I don't feel very strongly for any romantic Kouyou ship ╮(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)╭

nOTP: Nothing

Random headcanon: She's going to be the next pm boss no I don't take criticism on this.

Unpopular opinion: She deserves the next light novel. She's like a bad copy of Isabella ThePromisedNeverland lol. If you like the concept of the character, I really recommend reading the first arc of t/p/n.

Song i associate with them: Tengaku by Yuuyu-P, cover by ANGL ft. Meiko. It's a little funny because Tengaku is to me Yuuyu-P's spiritual opposite to Shinkai Shoujo (fire / water, red / blue, Rin / Miku), and that's a song I associate with Kyouka. Also, WORLD'S END UMBRELLA by Hachi is basically Kouyou's backstory.

Favorite picture of them:

Favourite panel from the manga:

Favourite illustration: (Admittedly, not a very wide choice)

Favourite illustration in the anime art style: (I never realized how truly little content Kouyou had until now)

Favourite Mayoi card: (Thank you Mayoi for being the only consistent source of Kouyou content)

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[nanamiscocksleeve]

Hey Ray, how are you? I've read about your flu recently. I'm very sorry and I hope you get better soon. Have a fast recovery, ok?

Regarding confessions, I have nothing much to say. I think other anons already mentioned lots of valid points. Sure- porn fics are obv exaggerated, characters get mischaracterized and ships get pushed down out throats all the time but hey, that's just an average fandom experience, right?

So I'm trying to ignore/filter all the negativity and allow only good, quality content on my dash. Unfortunately, the content is few and not many appreciate writers and artists here on Tumblr. So it's for the best if they'd just change platforms and try their luck somewhere else that offers more positive interaction/involvement. I miss Tumblr reblog culture and nice feedback on dif stories/art. Nothing is the same anymore...

Regarding mischaracterization- it's not a problem to headcanon things, in fact, to each their own. But it's a problem when people openly accept headcanon as canon and unapologetically fight others over inaccurate opinions. It's so beyond me. And the funniest thing- it's mostly minors. Can we get rid of the minors in for-them-inappropriate fandom spaces pls? Tumblr staff where you at?

I noticed that fans of less popular characters are more fun. I'm not that big into Choso you see, but his fans made the whole fandom experience so much more enjoyable. And I don't think that Mahito fans are weird if you compare Toji smut fics (I'm not calling out people but I'm calling out people). Sukuna fans I'm looking at you too...

I'm forever grateful for Nanami, Higuruma, Kusakabe and Shiu quartet. Gege, thank you for feeding us while it lasted. The fics are divine and I understand why Shoko didn't see the appeal in stsg, like girl I get you.

I'll come out and say it- stsg is overrated. And jjk girls deserve more content that isn't ship-oriented.

I think Gege needs to make up his mind because Yuta and Yuji can't exist as two mains at once. Everyone is taking away Yuji's spotlight, but they're dying and dying until nobody's left except Yuji... I don't know how jjk will end.

I miss Yuki and Todo's dynamic and all the funny stuff, I wish jjk was a comedy fr... Gege is writing an idol manga after this one so I can't wait for the things he has in store for us!

Hello! Thank you for your concern about my cold. Honestly, with all of you wishing me to get better, I'm recovering a little faster! 💜💜💜

I agree with mischaracterization, but imo, unless a mangaka explicitly states something, then a fictional character is always subject to having HC's being formed about them depending on the writer. What gets problematic though, is when fans of a writer start looking at those HC's as an actual canon, and now they're picking fights/sending hate to other creators who have different opinions.

Fans of less popular characters tend to be more chill from what I've seen. They just want to talk about their faves and have a good time, and are less bothered with what could be canon or not. They have their HC's and are open to hearing different ones too.

I feel like JJK gave us this genre of 'tired men in suits' which is very appealing, even to us older girlies who are in the same age range as these men.

Stsg being overrated...imo I don't feel that way. I think they had great potential as a couple and I'm filled with sadness at the thought that they didn't catch Suguru's spiral when it happened. I can see them with heterosexual partners too, but I love the concept of Stsg.

The JJK women definitely need content not surrounding ships or smut. Something more action-related or just let her shine in her own right in a fic.

IDK what'll happen going forward...The story is supposed to center on Yuji but it feels like he's constantly being pushed aside. I hope things resolve soon but it looks like Sukuna might win after all this. I'm just sad thinking about it.

I miss the slice of life feel to the story as well but what can ya do...Gege is the mangaka, so he'll do what he wants. But if he brings back Nanami I ain't complaining lol.

Thank you for your confession!

[indigooey]

I've been hearing a lot that my initial announcement was "immature", "childish", and "poorly written" from multiple sources in varying degrees. How it "could have been handled differently". And I would like to remind you all that everyone responding to this is not in the position I was in and also has the privilege of hindsight on the matter.

I had no way of knowing that my message to my small pocket of the internet was going to go further than my walls. I had no idea that people would be sending hate messages to Shina. And I truly had no idea people would read what I wrote and jump to the conclusion of "groomer" and "pedo". These are things that I'm being criticized of for the words I wrote warning the minors in my space to avoid interacting with a creator that had consistently not been responsible with how they post their sensitive works.

So truly and honestly, if you had been in my position, what what you have done? What what you have said? Because I've asked multiple people this question and no one has given me a proper answer. It's so incredibly easy to shoot the messenger here but all I did was put the truths on the table. I didn't sugar coat them and I was intentionally not specific on certain items for the sake of discretion. This was seen as being ambiguous for the sake of making Shina look worse which was not the case.

I've been on the internet for a very long time and all the things people are seeing as "innocent" like the drawing of a minor fan with her narrator and the filk fic really aren't. Implying that I'm some freak for seeing the obvious sexual overtones of the fic concept is absolutely absurd. Have you ever seen fetish artists try to defend their fetish art because it's technically sfw? It feels the same. Most people haven't read this fic concept and I have no intention of sharing it because it is not my place to do so, but I will assure you that any amount of media comprehension and unbiased consideration would show you that it's very obviously kink/fetish no matter if there's "silly and innocent" aspects of it. It had no place being discussed with people under 18 to the familiarity point of making inside jokes.

The artwork that was made was inappropriate. Having that kind of interaction with a child fan, even if it's sfw, is wrong. Consider for a moment if I had drawn my narrator, Arthur, married to one of the teenagers that have a crush on him. Imagine if a creator of a larger cartoon took any adult character and drew them romantically with a child fan. It would be under the utmost scrutiny.

People are looking at all of these issues individually as if they're in a vacuum. But the reality is that these are not isolated incidents and part of a greater whole. All together, it's troubling. All together, it warranted a warning post for my community. And now I'm left with the backlash of me trying my best to keep the community I grew safe with people leaving because the don't want to be targeted by harassment.

While I'm glad Shina did own up to her mistakes, I only made this post because it was being claimed that I was spreading misinformation and being misleading which was never ever true. I'm not surprised that people are nitpicking my attempts stand my ground on my statements but I am disappointed. I hope at least that this whole situation can act as a litmus test to filter out the people that would go out of their way to continuously excuse the behavior that made this whole thing begin in the first place.

Oh and one more thing, the ending thank you was literally a coincidence, but again I'm not shocked that my intentions were twisted.

So again, thank you for reading.

I’ve received notice that there was a callout on me in the Stanley Parable Creator’s Club server and I would like to address it as I am a bit tired of people talking behind my back. I wasn't contacted by anyone from the server directly about the issue. 

The specific accusations were that I openly discussed a fic with NSFW themes to a minor, shared NSFW fic online without properly warning it for minors, and encouraged a self insert ship of one of my Narrator designs with a minor. 

These accusations are false, or blown entirely out of proportion. I have never intended to hurt people nor endanger minors and based on screenshots I've received, people have been spreading even more extreme misinformations, like me being a groomer. I want to tell the story with the mentioned earlier things, in hopes to clear up this matter and stop the harassment me and people received. 

1) Sharing NSFW Fic Online

I have been informed that I posted a link to my fic, "A broken promise", without a proper warning. 

I did put appropriate warning in the tags, however I did forget about archive warnings options and I misjudged that the T rating would suffice. I also had only mentioned the rape in tags and not in the ao3 warning. I will be more careful when publishing work in the future.

I've deleted the links on my posts and privated the work, as I do not want anyone else to get possibly harmed.

2) Filk

I was informed my never written fic was discussed in the discord as well with a completely incorrect premise and I would like to mention the idea to give people more insight into what it actually is supposed to be, despite the fact that it was never actually written. 

Filk (Fernator's milk) is based on a joke someone made from another fic of mine, "Bon appetit 1.5 - Chicken soup is served " where Stanley buys milk and pickles, and we called it pilk. Somebody made a joke that this is like a pregnancy craving and I decided that that would make a funny CRACK fic premise. Again, I never have written this fic, and the only place it ever existed was in a series of messages in a private discord.

The whole point of crack fics is that it has a stupid premise. In here, it was one of my Narrator's, Fernator, telling Stanley he would make him pregnant. I know that this sounds like the problem, but that was just a premise.

What really happens in the fic is that Fernator tells Stanley about human reproduction but after that, the majority of the fic is a sfw adventure on how viruses, bacteria, and plants reproduce. 

With bacteria, Stanley just gets copied, with viruses, Fernator creates a computer virus and it doesn't work so they move on, and with plant, the title filk comes in which is milk with fern spores in it. It ends up just in Stanley's foot. The end goal was for them to just get the cutout Baby as their child and then, the main fic that I talked about would end. After a while, they would realise they didn't really succeed and would try to make something, pouring filk onto Fernator and creating Pickle Rick.

The accusations of this being a non con confuse me as Stanley is happy to be brought onto this journey and there are no actual sexual activities involved in this not written project. 

3) Art with minor

One person was very supportive of one of my Narrators, Jester (they drew him a bit), and even started to call him their husband. Since they're my friend, I wanted to make them happy, so I drew something I deemed wholesome and platonic. They also took my drawing this way. 

In my eyes at the time, when I made the art, I never thought of this 'ship' as anything other than admiration for a design. 

However, that context got lost when they reposted my art on that server with my permission. 

I now see how people could think otherwise and I will be far more wary about this topic in the future.

However, while the announcement didn't use the exact word 'groomer', it highly implied it. I feel wronged for that as I received a lot of harassment in my direct messages. 

I would like a statement and an apology from the announcers because their words caused a lot of harm.

4) Conclusion

I want to finish this off with being honest about the mistakes I've made of not properly checking sfw spaces - which started all this - and talking about suggestive matters within them. The fanfiction link was certainly a slip up but I will be more careful in the future of what I post. 

However - I also want to say that it's not okay to harass people who got involved in this.

I myself have received false accusations already and seen my work be misinterpreted. I only learnt about this through buds giving me a notice and I do ask, if a similar situation would ever occur, which I don't plan on, to message me directly first about my mistake.

In the future, I will remember to double check where I discuss my fic ideas and I'll do everything in my power for this situation not to repeat. 

Thank you for reading.

[major-fukkup]

Pick 3 items within arm’s reach. Which would your OC grab first to use in self-defense?

If your OC created a tumblr account, what would their username be? What would they blog about?

Which OC is most likely to befriend a live skeleton?

Your OCs are traveling through the vastness of space while a stealthy alien life-form picks crew mates off one by one. How long do they last?

Pick 3 items within arm's reach. Which would your OC grab first to use in self-defense?

Universally, probably my Supernatural lunch bag. It's weighted with art supplies and also has a nice strap to strangle your assailant with. :)

Alternatively my backpack or the free-standing air conditioning unit.

Or my knife of course but I keep that in my pocket 24/7 unless it's in my hand but it is TECHNICALLY within arm's reach.

If your OC created a Tumblr account, what would their username be? What would they blog about?

Agent Aitch would probably just put hers as agent-aitch (with the hyphen). She has nothing to hide, in person or online, and she'd rather have as few different identities as possible.

She'd probably blog mostly photos of the places she's been. She didn't take them for aesthetic value at all but they are absolutely the most aesthetically pleasing photos you have ever seen. Also she'd post positive and uplifting messages.

Victor would absolutely pick a username he thinks is reeeaaally cool, cooler than he will ever be but he's delusional and he also deserves this moment. That or he'd put his cat's name in there somewhere.

Oh never mind he would call it catblades because his two favorite things in the world (besides family) are his cat and mantis blades. He's not allowed to have them but he is basically hyperfixated on them. And he'd probably keep making fan art of his cat as a character with mantis blades. He'd probably end up getting into furry territory and actually being accepted there but he'd be confused as hell about the whole thing yet never bother to ask.

He would also post cityscapes (would be inherently aesthetic but he'd probably find a way to take the worst photos possible, unironically), food (every time he tries something new he makes a whole life update post and it always looks terrible because... he does eat out of trash cans), and of course his cat. He probably live-blogged his experiences for the first few weeks of having a cat.

Also he'd post stuff from whatever fandoms he happened to be into at any given time.

Paradox's username would PROBABLY be para-para-paradox in reference to Paradise by Coldplay (and of course his past, his alternate form called Paradise, his illusory paradise, etc). It would just be too ironic not to use it.

He'd post highly specific really meta original quotes labeled anonymous and highly specific reaction images that ABSOLUTELY NOBODY would understand except the people who were present when IT HAPPENED. Also probably memes and cats.

And also the pains of working fast food when you're a metaphysical being who has to concentrate really hard in order to interact with the physical world.

Ezian would just have a shitposting blog called something with "cool cat" in it.

All his mutuals send him cat memes that he only finds funny in the same way that humans find human memes funny. He relates to them SO MUCH and he completely overlooks the fact that his mutuals are ACTUALLY poking fun at him because... he's... a cat.

Which OC is most likely to befriend a live skeleton?

Agent Aitch! She has. Several of them.

And Ezian of course.

Also Dan and Alex (they have as well) but I haven't posted about them yet so.

Your OCs are traveling through the vastness of space while a stealthy alien life-form picks crew mates off one by one. How long do they last?

Agent Aitch would undoubtedly last the longest mostly because she has the most experience with situations like this. She would come out on top, having either captured the alien (humanely), or appealed to its softer side or sense of reason (assuming it had one or both - if it didn't it's definitely getting captured).

Ezian would just run away until he found himself cornered and then he'd fight the alien literally tooth and nail until one of them was incapacitated (or if he watched it attack someone else he'd also fight it). So, probably not that long. 😂 Unless he won

Victor would probably last a fairly long time because he would just. Hide.

Correction, Paradox would last the ABSOLUTE longest. He'd make the alien regret ever boarding the spaceship. He'd throw it in a time loop and make it relive its own probably gruesome death again and again and again until it begged for mercy and then he'd throw it out the hatch into space.

Omni is a soldier trained specifically to fight aliens so he'd also definitely last a long time, 'til he runs out of ammo or his batteries die or whatever his crazy alien-fighting weapons are powered by runs out, but again I haven't mentioned him before. (Omni is cool I want to bring him back)

I'm trying to think of OCs who WOULDN'T last very long because surviving is boring. Xanji would get had pretty quick if she was alone. Probably Sparkle too.

[johns-prince]

John also had a lovely mix of masculine and feminine physical traits, though this wouldn't become obvious until 1968. When he was on the skinny side (which I loved, sue me) you could tell how beautifully delicate and dainty his bone structure was, way more than Paul's imo. He had those gorgeous long legs and graceful narrow hips that you most commonly find in fashion models. And I love that until at least 1975, he showcased his body beautifully, especially those legs.

Ironically I feel as if people didn't embrace John's femme beauty as well as they did with Paul. I don't know why. Most people seem to prefer him with the more masculine look of 1966. Which was great as well, he was gorgeous but I am a big fan of the 1968 to 1974 run. Btw, note to fanfic writers: please, show John's body some love, I know Paul is stunning but it's kind of exhausting reading 10 pages about how pretty he is and when it comes to my boy John he barely gets a paragraph 😂

Alright, I feel like I’m probably gonna rub a lot of people in this fandom the wrong way with what I’m going to say but this is my blog and you did send this to my inbox so here we go; At the end of the days these are my thoughts and feelings and I might not articulate them very well or I often ramble till I do!

I have my issues, and a complicated relationship with 1968-70s John Lennon. I love John, and thought him healthy and just right in his body type, basically up until 1968, and it’s spotty onward throughout the 70s. To me, John was naturally masculine looking, there’s not exactly an era or year that I could give you like you gave me [Specifically 1966? What about his teddy boy days? All of the early 60s? Hell even throughout the 70s, to me John still was masculine looking to me] He was a bit awkward in his teenhood, but all the boys were, and gradually grew into his adult body. Boy was built and sturdy, naturally thick and strong. 

So we’re probably split on this, because while you see the positives in 1968-1974/70s John, I only really see the negatives. You say skinny, I say malnourished and/or sickly. Depressed druggie who was pushing everyone and everything he loved away, and becoming pathetically dependent on an individual like Yoko [and the other vultures during that time who were terrible influences] 

George was skinny, John was not well and either starving himself or simply using drugs and alcohol as the basis for his diet. And diets.. don’t even get me started on that, the diets he was on, the unhealthy lifestyle that his wife only seemed to enable and help him get on. 

When I look at George, sometimes I get the need to feed him, like an old Mexican mother. When I look at John, who’d lost an unhealthy amount of weight for what it looked like for his body type, I don’t see delicate and dainty bone structure. I see a man who just, he’s not well, something’s wrong.

I’ll give it to you that 1974 New York photoshoot looked very nice, he had muscle again in his arms, though he was still relatively skinny, he didn’t look sickly, or depressed. So I can give you that period during the 70s, I will give you that [hey he was away from Yoko during this no fucking wonder he looked pretty good here] and that shoot was definitely a model moment, wasn’t it? [Not like he didn’t have many of those moments throughout his life] 

So there moments in the seventies where I think John doesn’t look half bad? Even relatively fine? Certainly, I’m devastatingly attracted to this man, dear God almighty have mercy on my soul yes I am. So I’ll agree that yeah, there were periods during the 70s in which John seemed to hold himself fairly well, I’d still climb it.

But I’m at least willing to admit that when John started his spiraling, in 1968, that he was Not Okay. And I personally believe he wasn’t all that okay throughout most of the 70s too... Maybe my issue isn’t with him being ‘skinny’ as it is I don’t like the underweight/severely underweight look on John, I just don’t. The incredibly unhealthy way he went about losing weight... Physically frail doesn’t fit him, and it only upsets me whenever I see photos of him that show how thin his legs became or how you can see his ribs, just how wasted away he’d look at times throughout the 70s, up until the last days of his life. 

You want a “skinny” or ''skinnier'' John Lennon? A healthy, ‘’skinny/skinnier’’ John Lennon for his body type, is ‘66 and ‘67 in my eyes, and even then it wasn’t a radical change in weight loss; John still looked like John.

And speaking of 1968-1969, or the White Album era; don’t think it isn’t lost on me when I see people making light of John’s unhygienic appearance during the making of the White Album. Boy was depressed and hurting for whatever reason, again, spiraling, and getting lost in Yoko and heroin as a means of escapism and someone to tell him ‘it’s alright it isn’t your fault it’s everyone else’s fault’. Of course he didn’t care much for his personal appearance or hygiene... I will say I appreciate your appreciation for him during that period, instead of getting the whole ‘stinky/smelly rat man.’ Maybe I’m too much of a ‘’stan’’ but I don’t find it very amusing or endearing. 

Don’t find me mocking or ‘’teasing’’ Paul’s depressed ass and his appearance during the breakup period/white album era-- but I suppose it’s because Paul actually tried and wasn’t on hard drugs, and had a good wife, so he was able to wear his depression and struggle with alcoholism a bit better, hmm? I don’t like Paul’s beard simply because I know it was the result of his lack of energy, depression, and falling into the drink-- he simply didn’t feel the need nor had the energy to care for himself, so that’s why he let it grow out. I don’t like it because of that, but that’s as much as you’ll get from me. 

Anyway... Maybe I just don’t see John as characteristically feminine/effeminate as Paul, although he has his moments of acting and wearing clothes that are campy and elegant or give off a softer appearance, specifically around 1968 and throughout the 70s. But otherwise, I can’t agree, John didn’t have the same mixture, or balance of masculine and feminine traits as Paul-- and if it’s only made obvious during the downfall turning point of The Beatles and John (1968), then I don’t think that really counts as a ‘’lovely’’ mix of masculine and feminine traits for the reasons I mentioned. So I’ve got to disagree. John's always come off as much more masculine, or naturally masculine, both physically and characteristically, to me.

You know maybe it’s just the blogs I interact with, but I feel like it’s the other way around. I know I can sometimes come off as aggressive but at the end of the day I don’t necessarily care what one person thinks or believes, since it’s all relatively subjective to our own ideas of things and biases, etc... I have my thoughts and beliefs and theories and whether people agree or disagree with them on tumblr dot com... Well, what’re you gonna do? Nothing, it’s not my problem. 

What I 100% agree on you with is about showing Johnny’s body a bit more love and attention to detail when it comes to writing about him in fanfiction! 

There’s his auburn red hair, a darker ginger, which was thick and fun to watch as it lit up like fire when sunlight hit him, and could easily go wavy and curl when left unkempt and natural. The splattered and scattered galaxies of light freckles up and down his arms, his shoulders, his back, even a couple on his face. His aquiline nose, a relatively square jawline and facial structure, thick, heavy eyebrows which really intensify expressions of rage and hurt, almond shaped eyes which are the color of honey-amber when the light hits them just right and outlined with thick, long lashes, blind as a bat without his glasses but can give a mean squint which either helps scare off trouble, or brings it right to him, especially when he’s got thin bitten lips that could pull off a devilishly cheeky smirk or a no-good, charming grin to showcase teeth with the upper front turned slightly in towards each other, gives that imperfection which truly just perfects it-- a face like that of a tragic hero in a Greek Romance, distinctive and handsome. How he just oozed filthy sex and genuine trouble, sweaty leather and smoky dancehalls and rock & roll that crawls up your spine like an orgasm. Hips that could roll like Elvis and strong legs, thick thighs which would make a lovely place to sit. Broad shoulders, strong arms that could easily manage to lift you up and manhandle you in any way he’d like. Big hands, almost like shovels-- beautiful hands, with fingernails usually bitten short and occasionally had black ink or charcoal under them from when he’d be working on art, and rough, callused fingertips from playing guitar till they split and bleed, add a lovely roughness to any gentle touching he might do. A naturally thick midsection, a normal, healthy layer of fat which covers the sinewy just beneath. Any hair is light, light and lightly colored, on his arms and legs and chest. Cute tush, nice butt, a nice boy butt, slightly muscular bubble butt. 

Fun facts; he had the largest feet out of all four Beatles. John isn’t circumcised. John and George share the same height. John has a surprisingly long tongue. John’s skin tone may be light, but for comparison, he’s much tanner compared to Paul-- he’s a bit more olive or wheat to his skin tone, and tanned very, very well. John’s cheeks could become easily red though. John liked the scent of citrus to wear--  he was also self conscious about the fact he could easily sweat and so usually wore such colognes or scents, didn’t want to smell bad. He started smelling of witch hazel when with Yoko. Despite his issue with sweating, he didn’t smell bad naturally. John was a true romantic, being an artist outside of being a musician/rock and roller-- he just didn’t like to show it, and growing up in his time, you couldn’t. John’s a swimmer, he loved to swim and loved the ocean. 

[captlok]

Pacifism Isn’t A Character Trait

Or: MLK Day is Upon Us so Let Me Do You a Learn

Or: As An Aang Stan I Got a Bit Over-Zealous But Lemme Explain Why For A Hot Minute

Plus some History and Tumblr commentary that even non-ATLA fans can chew on

And by ‘hot minute’ I do mean this is going to be a long meta, so strap in.  For those of you who just might be tuning into this debacle, I, a person who has not used Tumblr, much at all, except for the last half year, ran into some trouble. 

If you wanna skip the whole TLDNR interpersonal stuffs and get straight to Why Aang is the Best Thing Since Sliced Bread, I will embolden the relevant parts, and italicize the crit of Korra, if you want that alongside.

I was excited that ATLA was seeing a resurgence due to the Netflix remake. I wasn’t even trying to apply any steep expectations for it. (learned not to do that the hard way with the last live action adaption, and to a much lesser extent, ATLOK, since it had good . . . elements, *ba dum tsshh*) 

So, these are a couple aspects of the issue: (1) Even on the internet, I am extremely introverted and until recently mostly came for content, not socializing. My main online interactions thus far have been in forums and artist-to-artist on DA. Tumblr is still very strange to me because it splits up its ‘threads’ so you can’t see all the replies if a certain pattern of users responds in their own space. I’m not even 100% sure it’s in chronological order, and replies are not nested next to each other so you can look in the comments and someone will be replying to something you can’t see in that window. And also since it is a bizarre hybrid of a blogging system, posts are somehow considered ‘owned by’ or an ‘extension of’ OP in a way forum threads are not. (2) ATLOK was good in a cinematic and musical way, to be sure. It also had some good concepts. I can go into it just appreciating it for the worldbuilding and be somewhat satisfied. But the execution was terrible. I was on AvatarSpirit.Net for years, and If I had maintained my presence on ASN to current day and had gotten around to downloading their archive now that the forum is dead, I would include some links to other peoples’ detailed analyses on just how flawed both the plotting and Korra’s frustratingly flat learning curve was especially in the first two seasons. But, that is a task for another day, and only if people are interested. 

No, what I’m addressing today, on the issue of Korra as a writing exercise, is how Mike and Bryan said specifically they wanted to make her ‘as opposite to Aang as possible’ and in so doing, muddied the central theme of the original ATLA series.

Now, again, I was mainly an art consumer for my first major round of ATLA fandom. Tumblr is an alien beast to me. But, after I write my first major Aang meta, talking about how amazing it is that he has the attitude he does, and how being content in the face of this overwhelming pain and suffering is an ONGOING PROCESS and an INTENTIONAL DECISION and not a simple PERSONALITY TRAIT, I start hearing that Aang gets a lot of hate from the fandom. Now this would be bad enough if it were merely people not liking his crowning moment of pacifism because they don’t understand the potential utility (I’ll elaborate on that in another post) or the ethics involved.

Aang is easily the most adult member of the Gaang. But he apparently gets hate for his few moments where he actually acts his age, a preteen, and maybe kisses a girl in a historical timeframe in which ‘consent’ discussions were probably nonexistent. Even in the present day, we are still practically drowned in movies that reinforce this kissing without asking trope. And even some female bodied people complain that asking kills the mood! But somehow he is responsible and reprehensible for this, even though the first time she kissed him back. I’m only going to get into the pacifism discussion today, but that was just another layer of annoyance bouncing around in the back of my head.  Other peoples’ crit of Korra that was stewing in my subconscious, plus this Aang bashing, which thankfully I had not directly read much of, made up the backdrop of gasoline for the match that set it off.  Even that seems a pretty melodramatic way to phrase what I actually said, which was: Aang, on the other hand, lost dozens of father figures and was being steamrolled by Ozai who was gloating about genocide TO HIS FACE, yet he still reigned in all that quote, ‘unbelievable rage and pain’ (The Southern Raiders). We Stan Aang, the Superior Avatar. No I did not f**king stutter. #AangSupremacy In another meta, someone complained that I was too defensive of Aang as a character and didn’t apply literary analysis enough, which I quickly rectified.

What set this off? Someone was kind of indirectly praising the line from Korra,  “When I get out of here, none of you will survive” To them it was emotionally resonant or whatever, and I have to point out that no, it was a martial artist not having control of their state of mind, as is the bedrock of the practice. It was never addressed by the narrative, which is a severe oversight.  I had a conversation with someone in the chats, making this distinction between Korra’s character traits and life philosophy. If she were to kill people while enraged and she was fine with that, that’s one thing. But if she regretted it, that’s a whole other kettle of fish. People argue that she comes from a warrior culture, unlike Aang.

Never mind that warrior monks are a thing. That’s what Shaolin monks are. You can be a pacifist and skilled at fighting. Those things are not mutually exclusive, which is the whole point of Bagua, Aang’s style.  And also, Katara’s style. 

That’s one reason I like Kataang so much- their congruent styles. Both of their real world martial arts are dedicated to pacifism, even though ATLA specifically doesn’t spell that out for Katara and her learning arc. 

There was a meta where someone briefly tried to argue that knowing “martial arts” is against pacifism. No. Quite the opposite. I’d argue that you are not a true pacifist unless you know exactly how to handle yourself if someone attacks you.  If you are not in a position to make conscious decisions about how much force to use, rather than merely operating on survival instincts, that is not pacifism. Or at least, not any energy or effort towards pacifism as a practical everyday tool.  I’ve made a few attempts to learn some tai chi and aikido, and it’s improved my physical and mental health, but some other things have gotten in the way. #lifegoals

I’m not going to tag the unfortunate soul whom I was replying to, because they’re probably tired of all this, but I’ll be sending them a PM to say that I’ve made this into a different post, because as I mentioned before, threads are somehow considered “owned” by OP, so it’s been pointed out to me that I should separate it.  I also said, I have basically ZERO respect for Korra uttering violent threats when the writers already minted a far more emotionally devastated and yet still resilient and centered character earlier in their franchise. People always try to excuse away people who genuinely like Aang more.  As if it’s just nostalgia or whatever. For me, no, it’s absolutely not. It is respect for a character who stands toe to toe with real people who are kind in the face of overwhelming injustice. (I have another meta on that). 

Both OP and people in the chats try to make excuses that she wasn’t raised as a pacifist, and that would be fine if they had addressed it with Tenzin and she had stated outright that she was rejecting pacifism and mind training. As it is, we are left with this nebulous affair where the lines between ideology and personality traits are blurred. 

We are told she “has trouble with spirituality” but what does that even mean? Does she have trouble with focus? Does she have trouble relating to the canonically real spirits? And pacifism specifically nor inner peace that it flows from is never even talked about as an extension of spirituality, which is canonically tied to airbending.

“Aang didn't have to deal once with the loss of his autonomy in atla” OP claims.

This was after I had noted that Aang was getting kicked around by Ozai and was most likely going to die.  Similarly, someone in the chat rejected the idea that a 12 year old trapped in a stone sphere that is heating up under a cyclone-sized blowtorch feels powerless. 

Sorry but that’s flat out ridiculous.

No one wants to admit that both of these people were faced with similar situations, and when push came to shove, one showed his LIFE PHILOSOPHY through conscious effort, and the other was abandoning the basis of martial arts, which is, no matter what the situation, keep thinking. Hold the panic at bay. Non-attachment would have served her well in this situation. Tenzin should have told her this. Before, or afterwards. It should have been addressed in the writing.  

People see this as “bashing” Korra, and oh well, can’t help that. If I think the writers didn’t follow through on their themes, that is my concern.  OP said I was “offended.” No, not really. 

I wasn’t offended by the post itself, or its commentary. Thought I made that pretty clear.

This is not dramatics. Let me be blunt.

As a ideological pacifist, and an actual practitioner of meditation, based on Buddhism, NOT just the fan of some show, I am for calling out writers who write one way from the survivor of genocide, and then stray from that ‘thoughtless aggression is immoral no matter HOW hurt I am’ to ‘let’s not address this character’s aggression in the narrative whatsoever.’ OP attempted to derail by accusing me of being racist or sexist against Korra. Also ridiculous. It honestly should have set me off more, but it didn’t. 

Meditation is about reigning in your emotions. Managing your anger when it gets out of hand, and digging down to the roots of it. Being responsible for your own behavoir. Acknowledging ownership of your own actions. Not blaming anything YOU DO on anyone else or any circumstances in your life. Like an adult, or should I say, an enlightened adult.

Or at the very least, that is the ideal ypu strive towards while being imperfect in the present.

. . .

Now.

I’m going to quote a passage in a Google Doc of mine, even though I’d really prefer if you asked to read the whole thing, with context.

“What do humans do when it is necessary to, or greed makes a nation want to recruit?

They go to the army to get trained, right?

Granted, having someone scream and get spittle on your face is, in the grand scheme of things, poor preparation for having bullets whiz past your chest and grenades shatter your ears. And, what do you do to prepare you for the pain of getting your leg blown off? Hopefully, nothing. Like taking a test where you only got half the study guide. But, it’s about the most ethical way to go about it, right?

Not everyone even sees action. So any more more extensive mental preparation for physical pain than that, and you’d have people definitely protesting.

Well, as it turns out, pacifistic protestors themselves, if they were in the right time and place, also very intentionally do this type of mind training. Except, when they did it, they actually did sit still and took turns roughly grabbing each other and throwing each other down and in some cases, even kicking and bruising each other.

Turns out, those pacifists are, in some ways, more hardcore than the army.

Why is this?

Because a pacifist’s aim, unlike a unit, who wants to gain the upper hand in a situation, is to grit their teeth and grind their way through all those survival instincts, and totally submit.

In this, they aim to get the sympathy of the public, who clearly sees they are not aggressive, or a danger, no matter how much the footage is manipulated or suppressed.

In this, they hope to appeal to their attacker’s better nature.

Make them stop and think, wait a second, are these people a threat like we’re told they are? I’m attacking someone who’s letting me beat them up. Or a bunch of people. All forming a line, and letting us peel them off. Or sitting, and bowing their heads. If I’m on the ‘right’ side of things, the law, why am I doing this?

It’s not like a bully, who’s just a kid.” They’re more self-aware.

And might I add the situation influences a pacifist’s actions too. There’s no reason to let a single or a few random attackers beat you up if you can evade or disable without permanent damage.

Pacifism is a dynamic set of responsive actions informed by values. Not a proscribed set or a checklist.

But in terms of organizing against state power, and recording wrongdoing, which unlike during the Civil Rights can happen from all angles from smart phones nowadays, these are the motivations.

“So, the pacifist knows this, and that’s why they go through all that trouble of training themselves to, not only submit, but not turn tail and run, either.”

See, a character trait is something like being a morning person, or ways of handing information, or a given set of emotions a character feels. Once you cross over into actions, you must make the distinction of whether an impulsive character agrees with their own uncontrolled actions, or is embarrassed or remorseful. Those are life philosophy. Now sure, one type of person or character may be more likely to subscribe to pacifism, but there is no gatekeeping on what you have to feel or how you look at things. You can be easygoing, or feel all the rage in the world, but as long as you at least attempt to have a handle on those desires and feelings to where they do not cross into actions, you are still doing the work of metacognition, which is what martial arts and its accompanying mind training are for.

It’s what we see Aang do.

He’s informed us, during the Southern Raiders, on how much rage and pain he feels.

Pain points, TRIGGERS, that were directly struck at when Ozai gloated over him.

He joins with all the past Avatars for several moments, and just like every other time he is in the Avatar State, he is enraged. He wants to exact revenge on the unrepentant grandson of a baby murderer.

We see it when he turns his head away, face still screwed up in anger.

For another example, I could cite my difficulties in being aware and reining in my tongue sometimes. I know the roots of these issues and I seek to let them go.

It’s just that process takes way longer than Guru Pathik would have us assume.

In fact, I would even say that Aang’s portrayal throughout the three seasons is not strictly a realistic representation of at least the sad side of grief. I addressed that a little when I talked about real life figures. But what it IS, is a metaphor that cuts very deep to the heart of pacifism. As I showed in that Doc . . . There is no limit of suffering a pacifist is willing to go through, internal or external, for the preservation of peace.

This was demonstrated during the Civil Rights, and with Gandhi and all his followers beforehand, inspiring them. The pacifists’ method of swaying hearts is probably the reason BLM exists in such numbers as it does today. Will the types of narratives that correspond with their full stories of the way they collectively planned and trained for and approached conflict make it into fantasy media? I’d say, probably not. For a host of reasons.

It could be hoped for, I guess.

But we DO have Aang.

As for myself, whether speaking sharply is an “action,” per se is up for debate- certainly it doesn’t seem to violate the non-aggression principle put forth by the vision of a “stateless society.”

For another example, let’s take my explanation at the beginning. I am examining how circumstances affected my actions, and now am attempting to fix it, if indeed it needs to be fixed. 

At least one person said that it not so much what I said, but how and when I said it. I don’t actually think I’ve said anything “wrong” per se. So I have to figure it out. 

[I’m considering splitting up this next part into a second post, as it only slightly relates to pacifism itself and is just kinda some more commentary on Tumblr itself- Tumblr discourse, as it were]

[I’ll put more brackets when I’m done in case you want to skip this part as well]

An interesting social difference between Tumblr and other places is this command you often get, “don’t chat/reblog/message me back.”

This is interesting for several reasons. For chats and reblogs, other people may be following the “conversation,” so it’s actually pretty rude and presumptuous to tell a person not to respond to whatever you said, because other people watching still may be interested in your take.

In a forum setting, if someone involved in a conversation doesn’t have anything left to say, usually they just don’t respond.

This method would work perfectly fine for Tumblr, but for some reason, maybe its super odd format, probably due to the “ownership”/“extension of self” I mentioned at the beginning of the essay, people don’t tend to do this.

Now, in comment sections, sometimes you’ll run across an amusing sort of “mutually assured destruction” where two people both say this to each other. You’d better stop responding. Omg just give up. Why are you still arguing. Etc.

But see, no matter where this behavoir pops up, and no matter who starts in on it, those who do this usually want to have the last say on the matter.

Instead of merely not replying, they want to assert verbal control over the conversation.

Tumblr, in its weirdness, is also sort of like a mutant comments section. You can post comment section threads as your own post.

Which is one reason why I’m puzzled when people say ‘don’t read the comment sections’ when Tumblr is so popular.

I’m an oddball in that I browse comment sections for fun.

Probably due to alexithymia, I didn’t really comprehend the emotional toll it takes on many people, so the warnings to “stay out of comment sections” read to me like “hey don’t eat that dessert.” After I’m done with the ‘meal’ of an article or art, I like to see what lots of different people have to say about it. The fluff. Anything vitriolic I either blip over, or extract anything useful, or if I judge the person is reasonable enough, I might engage.

Sometimes I mis-judge on how reasonable someone is, and I shrug and move on after being cussed out or whatever.

In this, I suppose I succeed much of the time in being a verbal pacifist.

[But let’s get back to the more serious stuff.]

We’re talking about what is done in life or death situations, here.

For myself, I may in the near future be working more with dangerously mentally ill people. I’ve had a little exposure to it through various means. Nurses are obligated not to retaliate against patients, and those who have, have been fired in some situations. Again oddly, this is not primarily what triggers my anxiety. Unfortunately enough, this requirement has also resulted in nurses getting seriously injured and violated. I hope to influence whether “no harm” techniques such as tai chi and aikido and arm locks may be allowed. The voluntary philosophy I was luckily already on board with is enforced by bureauacracy, directly relevant to my potential profession.

Were someone to get involved in a dangerous profession, such as a police officer, their moral duty would also be to own up to any spur of the moment anger or fear they acted on. 

It’s just that their bureaucracy acts differently, in excusing their actions.

Ideally, they would be taking steps far in advance, to avoid this often-cited fear of death reaction. As training pacifists like Aang do. 

And yes, army people are trained differently than police officers because the army, often, even when threatened, is supposed to avoid engagement or deploy deterrents that are non-lethal almost all costs, unless ordered otherwise. Whereas American police are given pretty much complete discretion and often not taught de-escalation techniques. Even police from other nations are better trained in that regard.

Enter the ironically named @avatarfandompolice whose account description should really speak for itself. Combative, dismissive, and their attention-hungry bread and butter is to find people they think it’s acceptable to ridicule.  They basically tried to say trauma was a valid excuse to take out your anger on other people, and in this situation, potentially kill. 

Now, does this hold up in the real world? Yeah, sometimes. Especially if some law breaker or law keeper has not been given the anger management tools, they perhaps could be excused, or better yet, rehabilitated.

But especially if anyone finds themselves in dangerous situations, or intends to put themselves in such, it falls to them to do this preparation.

As an aphant, I am at a bit of a disadvantage, compared to an average martial artist, being unable to visualize an attacker. But I still attempt it.

As the main “police officer” of the world- the coincidentally blue clad figurehead that is supposed to keep order, it is apparently fine for Korra to not do the work Aang did to keep level. To blow it off as too much trouble: clearing the First Chakra of fear. For herself or others. And its resultant anger. Had she had access to the Avatar State, the authority figure pretty much would have killed people.  This is what the “fandom police” and a certain chat goer ultimately support. Maybe they didn’t understand it that way, and since the second had blocked me, they will also never see this explanation. Unless I were to share it in Google Doc form I suppose.

So, I responded. “Remember kids, you are not responsible for your own behavior if you have the excuse that someone else did something bad to you.” A frighteningly common sentiment on this site.

When it’s low stakes like CAPSLOCKING or internet fights, that’s not such a big deal. But what happens if this attitude leaks into the real world? This isn’t even about Korra or Aang anymore, it’s about toxic mindsets. I didn’t know fans taking pro-Korra posts as anti-Aang was a common in the fandom. I’ll say again I’ve only just gotten really active on Tumblr like the past few months. This is about pacifism itself. MLK and his hardworking, training followers (yes some of them sixteen and POC and not super-powered like Korra) facing down firehoses and staging sit-ins long trained for would shake their heads at this defense of reactionism. 

Pacifism is not a Personality Trait.

It is deliberate actions and preparation taken over a period of time.

Then the “fandom police” tried more of this, and these two conversations ensued, the comments with another user resulting in the title and main thesis of this essay:

https://captlok.tumblr.com/post/638777472806273024/avatarfandompolice-response-to-my-independent

https://captlok.tumblr.com/post/638806142933467136/the-plight-was-not-what-i-was-getting-at-it-was

[vivian-the-fool]

Not sure if this got eaten by the askbox (part of the reason I didn't send this again earlier, I didn't want to make you feel like I was trying to spam) but! Please tell me everything about Cadaver I would love to know more about them!

Not me letting this ask marinate in my inbox for 11 days bc I GENUINELY could not come up with anything of real substance/interest to say lmfao

SO ANYWAYS here are some lil fragments I’ve come up with regarding Cadaver. I’m actually fucking amazed by how much I was able to expand upon them, considering they started as a self-insert

•I’m? Not rlly sure what species/race they are exactly, but they’re definitely not human. Nor are they a gear, but they have been mistaken for one.

•Their race is able to manipulate shadows to their will, and to experienced weilders, the shadows may appear to have a mind of their own. Sort of like a personal companion. That being said, it is a very challenging art to master, so it’s not unusual for someone to be lacking in those abilities until much later on in life.

•While Cadaver isn’t the last of their kind, they ARE rather difficult to come across. Most of them tend to seclude themselves away from the outside world, but of course there are a few that might get adventurous, like Cadaver.

•I’m a tad indecisive about Cadaver’s height, but they’re prrrobably over 7 feet tall but still under 8.

•At first I kinda just named them Cadaver bc “it sounds cool” but I decided that they’re named that bc after a certain incident occurred which resulted in them losing both of their arms (not sure what just yet), people said that they should’ve been dead and that it was a miracle that they still had a pulse, hence they’re like a walking cadaver. Their name is sorta like dark humor in reference to that incident.

•Their control over their “prosthetic” arms is actually pretty remarkable for their age. Through the sheer will to live on and keep fighting to survive, Cadaver was able to harness the power of the shadows with much more precision and control than before, and so they were able to mold the shadows into functioning arms.

•Faust sorta just stumbled upon Cadaver by chance in his travels. This wasn’t too long after “the incident”, so at the time, Cadaver was still super jumpy and hostile. They were actually knocked out cold when he found them, and it appeared as though they’d gotten into some sort of scuffle, and plenty of scratch marks and bruises were present on their body.

•Cadaver’s arms actually disappear when they sleep, as they can’t consciously control them at that point and they don’t want to expend too much energy doing so.

•Faust, being the lovely doctor he is, immediately rushed to their aid. What immediately caught his attention was their missing limbs, and so he definitely had a sense of urgency while approaching them. The stubs hadn’t healed all too nicely by that point, so it was definitely worth a looksie.

•He made physical contact for all of two seconds, and Cadaver sprang right awake and got all defensive, hissing and spitting at him. Unfortunately Cadaver also happens to be afraid of doctors and most medical stuff in general.

•Despite all the kicking and fussing, the good doctor was still able to patch them up. Before, Cadaver had been too frantic to concentrate, but as they calmed down a bit, their arms reformed. Faust was understandably intrigued, as he’d never seen “prosthetics” like those before, especially ones that can change form. He took them in for closer inspection, but also to monitor their condition while they healed.

•Cadaver was fairly stubborn and uncooperative at first, and getting them to take their medicine was certainly tricky. However, it wasn’t long before they warmed up to the doctor, especially considering he showed no ill intent and was very polite, even when they fussed over taking medications. His high spirits and jolly nature were absolutely contagious.

•Cadaver was pretty chill with letting him inspect their arms actually, as they felt safe around him after a while, and he was very good at his job. Even after they’d healed and Faust said they were free to go, they refused to leave, and so Faust allowed Cadaver to stay close by while he worked.

•It benefitted both of them, really. Faust would have dreadfully exhausting days of work every now and then, and Cadaver’s positive attitude would make him feel better about his current situation. Cadaver was incredibly charmed by the man’s strange mannerisms and cheerfulness, and so hanging out with him made them a lot more happy too. Inevitably, they caught feelings for him.

•Now. NEITHER of them have experience with romance at this point, and so when Faust finds himself falling for them too, he’s pretty unsure how to go about it. Cadaver tended to be physically affectionate with him, and that didn’t exactly help. For a little while they were sorta just awkward best friends, and by that I mean it was PAINFULLY obvious that they liked each other but neither of them really knew how to make the first move.

•Later on they were in a relationship, for sure, but since they were still a tiny bit inexperienced and shy about it, the relationship became more serious and committed around the time of Strive.

•Cadaver gets along with people pretty easily! Over the years they’ve become more extroverted and bold, and so social interactions can come quite naturally to them. They’re not a fan of violence, but if it’s for a good old fashioned brawl, how can they say no? ;-)

•They’re VERY easily fascinated by other ppl. They saw Raven’s horn, Jack-O’s mask, and Leo’s hair and just went “‘!!!!!!!!!’ *POINTS*”

•They’re best friends with Sin!! Both of them like to get in touch with their more wild side, and they often annoy people or go hunting. Cadaver accidentally bit Sin once, but he forgave them pretty quickly.

•Cadaver does NOT get along well with Ky though,,,, Ky sees Cadaver as a bit of an unruly child, and he definitely does not approve of them influencing and encouraging his son.

•Cadaver is actually pretty chill with Bridget!! Because according to them, he’s “the only middle schooler I respect”. They’ve played the Pokémon trading card game together a few times and Bridget usually manages to kick their ass.

•They’ve also found that they’re pretty fond of Slayer too!! They love his sense of fashion and how well-mannered he is. His fangs are super neat too!!!

•Most of their time is spent with Faust, and so while he’s working, he’ll often talk about his patients and the people he’s sparred with, so that’s how Cadaver learned about most of the other fighters.

Ummm!! I think that’s about it for now!

And as a fun bonus: CADAVER’S SYSTEM VOICE QUOTES!!! emoticons obvs only visible in subtitles as Cadaver sadly cannot truly verbalize emoticons