#to clarify if you're reading this then it's not you bc i blocked them

[pinktinselmonstrosity]

there's this certain mutual i've been SO annoyed with for so long but have put off unfollowing/blocking because i felt bad, but i finally gave in and unfollowed them and i feel so much better already lmao!! i don't have to see their annoying posts or weird kinks on my dash everyday anymore 🥳

[mammoth-clangen]

Do you like Clangen and Sabertoothed cats? Great, me too!

My name is Pav and this is my clangen blog! <Start reading here>

Important Things

🧓 Im a '99 bby so please don't DM if you're a minor (actually would prefer no unexpected DMs period tbh, im anxious)

⛏️ I work 12hrs 7 days, week on/week off, meaning I will completely vanish 50% of the time and there's nothing I can do about it

🦘 I'm also an Aussie, so my time zone is weird even when I'm not at work (So if I don't reply, im not ignoring u! ;v;-b )

❔️Asks and Anons are turned on! Please read the FAQ below before asking to avoid repeats c:

😻 I read all the tags and replies even if I don't reply. Tysm everyone saying nice things, it makes my day ;v;

😵‍💫 My focus changes like the weather lately, so while I'm Hoping I'll be able to keep this up, please don't get Life Or Death Invested c':

Tags

#mammothmoon -all chapters are tagged with this

#moon (1/2/3/etc) -each moon is tagged by number, and in-character asks from given moons

#mammothask -asks sent to me (will also tag who asks them)

#mammothfanart -art of my silly sabercats by other blogs, tysm!

#mammothref -character references (or possibly species refs if i make them eventually)

#paleo stuff -anything where I'm nerding about paleo biology etc

#ooc/#Pav chatter -Pav updates about Pav! or asks directed to me

#blood/gore/animal death/etc -tagged straight as is if you need to block them!

FAQ

This will be added to as I get more asks and replies to go off!

How often do you post pages?

I try for at least once every 2 weeks, as I spend 50% of my life in the outback with no ability to draw!

Where/ when is Mammothclan set?

In late pleistocene North America, around 12ka ago, during the Younger Dryas!

What species are the cats?

They're Homotherium serum, a scimitar toothed cat.

How paleo accurate is this setting?

Relatively accurate? There's not going to be any species out of their time and place, but I'm not super bothered by, say, exact plant species and how realistic certain story aspects are.

Can I ask the characters' questions?

You can, but I can't promise to answer all of them!

Are we allowed to include characters as cameos/ draw fanart?

Yes definitely absolutely!!!!

You are also welcome to change them to regular cats if that fits better cx (please don't humanise them though, I find that specifically very uncanny)

What mode are you playing on Clangen/ what toggles?

Expanded mode, mass extinctions on, cheating on, "pregnancy ignores biology" off, unknown second parent pregnancies off (bc in my trial run every queen was constantly spawning kittens at lightspeed, no ty)

How far ahead are you from the pages you've drawn?

Currently 40moons ahead, cause I like playing the long game with foreshadowing >:3c

Where do you download Clangen?

Here!

Could you elaborate on/ explain content of (page/panel/speech bubble) that confused me?

Sure! If something is unclear, but it seems like it should be explained, please ask and I'll make sure to clarify c:

Can you tell me about (character backstory/spoilers/ aspect of lore not touched on in comic yet)?

No! I don't want to spoil those kinds of things, I'd rather they come up naturally in the comic than dump them under an ask.

I'm a firm believer that if it doesn't happen in text, it's not cannon.

[nexility-sims]

𝐍𝐎. 𝟒 (𝟏/𝟐)   ❛ 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭 ❜   |   THE DEN, AUGUST 1991

❧  𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲  /  𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠  /  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬  /  𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭.

   ❛  Leonor relished the daytime emptiness of The Den almost as much as the bustling nights she spent within it. Unlike most of Nakawe’s bars, it didn’t open until the sun went down, and it didn’t close as long as someone with the keys was willing to stick around. The first time Renzo asked her to stop by in the middle of the day, Leonor expected to find the place occupied but robbed of its liveliness. If not catering to the needs of drunks, daytime bars in her imagination were for desperate lunchtime breaks and closing business deals, neither of which Renzo’s private hideaway seemed to welcome. She was surprised to find him lingering on the sidewalk, waiting for her with a cigarette in one hand and a set of keys in the other. He pushed the door open and revealed The Den as she had yet to imagine it: empty, silent, still. 

❧ goes without saying but, if you're not reading the prose, you're missing half the story !!! part two soon ... (i am also proud bc i made many poses, pls clap)

𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 & 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 ↓

Renzo laughed at her, breaking the quiet. “One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind,” he said, mimicking a voice in perfectly unaccented Simerican that Leonor didn’t recognize. She had been standing, unmoving, while she soaked in the surreality. 

He was going behind the bar, hitting lights as he went, but knew to clarify, “You look like you’re in outer space. New planet. New dimension.” 

That was, in a way, how it felt. The soundproofing was impeccable. She couldn’t hear the boulevard just outside the door. Renzo began messing with bottles and humming to himself, but the few seconds after the door had shut were enough to make an impression. She liked being there during the day. She liked this version of the place, one that looked like a true escape from the world, where she could feel the residual good vibes of the previous night with the perfect clarity of a new day. She liked fanning her work out across the bar or on a couch. She liked pretending to be occupied with it while Renzo sat on the stage with a pencil behind his ear or colored block letters on handmade posters or laid, completely unmoving, on the dirty floor. Sometimes he worked, too. Leonor liked those instances best, and she allowed herself to be distracted by his miming of scenes and murmuring dialogue and tuning guitars across the room. 

“Why is no one else here?” she asked him one day, once this had become something of a once-a-week routine. 

They were curled up together like cats but were each engrossed in their own work. Renzo was reading a script, muttering words silently to himself. Leonor had a stack of policy briefs and a red pen. He took the pen from her after she spoke and began scribbling it against the flesh of her palm, gentle at first but then hard enough to draw out the ink in streaked lines.  

“You keep coming,” he said, enunciating each word. On her palm’s heel, he drew the glyph of his name. It was faint, so he traced and retraced the details. “I keep asking.” Then, looking up, he posed his own question. “Who else do you want here?” 

She shrugged, and he nodded. 

“If you’re worried this means something,” Here, he paused and angled the pen with purpose, tilting one end toward himself before pointing it toward her. “It doesn’t.” 

Renzo continued, sitting up, “Besides, I don’t wanna be around everyone all the time.” He said it as if the mere thought was an affront unable to be stomached. “God. Some of the people who come in here sometimes? Fuck.” 

“Why do you let them?”

Renzo reacted as if it were a question he had never pondered, and Leonor quirked an eyebrow as he sat there considering it. How foolish, she thought, if he hadn’t. She decided it was possible he was a fool, but she also decided that she should wait for his answer to really know—and, even if he was, that she would probably think it was endearing. He was the kind of famous that meant he had to be talented, not wise. Although he preferred providing a stage on which others might perform, she had seen enough to know he had talent. He made use of it. She already knew, too, that he wasn’t wise. She’d seen that when he’d said rude things to cameramen outside the bar or, on a different night, when he’d shoved another so hard he dropped his camera. That was inadvisable. It was even more inadvisable than Leonor having been there, at his side, walking slow to avoid stumbling, when it happened. At the time, she laughed. She could practically hear herself in the memory, giggling while a scuffle threatened to break out. 

Enough time passed for her to wince at the recollection before Renzo spoke. When he did, it was definitive. “I’m cool,” he explained. “I’m a cool guy. I have to be cool. You can’t be yourself if you aren’t cool, you know?”

She did know. That was one of the key distinctions between royalty and celebrity. 

Renzo elaborated further, “I start policing the door, that’s not cool. People make it into a problem. It’s just not the kind of problem you can have—not with people who are, as it were, your peers.” He sneered that word, and Leonor could picture who he meant. If she had come through that door with Kore during any other year of her life, she would have been one of them. “The more famous you are, the more you’re in rooms with fucking assholes. It’s just,” He rolled his eyes. “Sometimes the assholes want to come into your room.” 

He gestured around with a grand flourish, and Leonor snickered. “Gotta let ‘em,” he sighed. 

She nodded, quipping, “You let me.” Immediately, she regretted voicing the thought, but Renzo found it amusing. 

“Not the same,” he responded, shaking his head.

With some success, she played an earnest question off as a tease. “Why not?” 

He shrugged, “You’re not a problem, Leonor. Nice girl, that’s what everyone said. I was, uh, excited you were here.”

“Were you?”

“Yeah.” He grinned, adding, “Squeaky clean and incorruptible—they said that, too. Excitement, anticipation, same thing.” 

“Sure, okay,” Leonor chuckled. “I’m a real good-time girl now, aren’t I?” 

Renzo regarded her thoughtfully, and Leonor resisted the urge to squirm away. Their conversations always teetered on the edge of confessional, whether because Renzo spoke with such bluntness or because his openness encouraged her to respond in kind. Leonor never allowed herself to speak so freely as to admit everything, but she made honest admissions that Renzo accepted without judgment. He wasn’t wise, but he had, in some ways, lived more lives than she had. Usually, he just knew what to say. She took that as solid in some essential way, as a support to lean against. 

“You’re happier that way,” was his ultimate reply. 

Leonor sat with that thesis for a moment, debating whether it was true—or, for that matter, if the veracity of it mattered at all. She wanted it to be true. That had to be enough and, in that moment, it was. 

Now it was August. Months had passed since that conversation, but Leonor still felt the same way. She felt the same way, too, about the quiet of The Den on a weekday afternoon, which is how she found it now. She let herself in through the unlocked front door, knowing she would find Renzo somewhere inside. There were big plans looming. He might be stringing lights, or testing microphones, or standing with his legs wide apart and a hand pensively cupping his chin. On the phone earlier, he had sounded busy. He was instead at the bar, hunched over with a pen in his hand. Whatever he was working on demanded great concentration. Leonor allowed the big, heavy door to close slowly and gave herself a few extra moments. Partly, she wanted to delay the conversation. Another reason was to observe him. If he’d heard her enter, which she doubted, he made no indication. Through the dim lighting, she could see him chewing his lip. He tapped his fingers in a simple rhythm against his thigh.

“Writing?” she called, emerging from the shadowy entryway. The last sliver of sunlight disappeared as the door finally closed, hard but muffled, behind her.

Renzo didn’t look up as he replied, “Wrote. Done now.” 

“Is it for the reading tonight?”

“Did you write anything?”

Leonor wasn’t feeling light enough to laugh, so she made an approximate noise instead. “Why would you ask that?” 

Now, he eyed her with a look of provocation. “You’re an artist, Nora,” he said. “Everyone has their medium, sure—I’ve seen yours, very nice—but I think you should take the written word more seriously. It doesn’t have to be an endpoint, really. Maybe a translation.”

At this bit of persuasion, Leonor scoffed. “I can be creative; I am not an artist. Besides,” She paused, settling in on a stool beside him. “Everything for everyone is not the kind of world I want to live in.”

Renzo scoffed now, but he was smirking as he said, “Well, fuck, if that isn’t the most hereditary monarchist thing I’ve ever heard. Alright, my princess, if you say so.”

“I didn’t mean it that way,” she protested, but he waved her off. 

Solemn, he admitted, “It’s true. I’m jobless in that world.” Renzo held up his paper and inspected it. “Can’t host private poetry readings with free booze for my friends if I’m as poor as I was in ‘87, that’s for sure.” 

“Wouldn’t know me,” she said, lowering her head. It was meant as a gesture of mock sadness but, in this moment, she did find the notion disquieting. 

“You don’t know any poor people?”

Leonor’s rueful smile faltered as she considered that. “I don’t think so?”

Instead of laughing, Renzo looked at her with an expression that was neither quite amused nor fully bemused. She waited for a joke that never came. Instead, he turned back to looking at his paper. Tension mounted within while he sat there looking focused once more but otherwise relaxed. Finally, as if remembering they were in the middle of a conversation, he said simply, “I’m glad I know you, yeah.”

Leonor shifted on her stool. It was a motion of discomfort, something she could do while she thought of something else to say. In the process, she caught a good look at the words on the page. Her lips parted to pose the question—‘Will you read it to me?’—but she stopped herself. Renzo had gotten caught up in this occupation, it seemed. He must have forgotten why she called. She had half-expected him to be waiting, face toward the door, for her arrival. Usually, he was curious when she indicated she had something to share, not nosy or greedy for insight but possessed with sincere interest. He was a listener. He enjoyed it as much as whatever conversation ensued. Once, she decided to imitate his way of jabbing people with questions—incisive and direct, not pointed. His questions flowed without pretense. They were bare inquiries, genuine as his interest. Her question was just so: did he think himself trustworthy—did he want to be a confidante? 

His answer surprised her, and she had felt a kind of awe as he’d replied, ‘Honestly, no, that would be a bad idea. I know myself, so I don’t stop others from knowing me. User beware.’

Now, she leaned against the bar and heaved a sigh. Renzo looked over at her and let the paper slide unceremoniously back onto the surface. 

“What is it?”

Leonor snapped back to earlier that day. No longer sitting on a barstool beside Renzo, she found herself at a table that abruptly felt too small. Her father sat across from her, his hands folded on top, the thick band of his favorite watch visible under his sleeve’s cuff. It matched his wedding band. It was almost afternoon, and he arrived late to the early lunch he had requested of her. For twenty minutes, she sat at the table with her bare arm pressed against the warm glass window. She could have left at any point. It wouldn’t have been rude; better still, she could have imagined no reason to regret it. Yet, she didn’t. She sat and waited, staring out of the window or across the restaurant’s bustling dining area with an expression so forlorn that it compelled the server to stop by for a check-in several more times than was necessary. Each time, Leonor glanced up at her with a forced smile. ‘No, thank you,’ she would say. ‘It’s fine. I’m waiting.’

“Do you remember, I told you I was meeting with my father today?”

Renzo thought for a moment, then nodded. “Right, yeah, breakfast.”

“Lunch,” she corrected, before laying her head on the bar. It was cool, if sticky, and the embrace of her forearms easily blacked out the low light. “It went awfully.” 

“You said it was going to be weird,” Renzo responded. “Did he tell you what you wanted to hear—I mean, what he said he needed to talk about, was it worth it?”

Leonor closed her eyes. For a moment, she wished she could just drift off into a deep, unbreakable slumber, right then and there. She imagined herself slumped over on the bar as evening began, a curiosity rudely ignoring the raw, vulnerable poetry that a string of performers offered. Someone would try to shake her awake when the night’s end came. ‘Leave her,’ Renzo would say. ‘She’ll be okay here.’ And, she would be. Night after night, day after day, she would rest there. She would become more than just a fixture—she would be a unique decoration, a conversation-starter, really and truly part of the bar’s collection of interesting things. Becoming a thing wouldn’t be so bad. People would tell stories about her even after she had rotted away and crumbled to dust. ‘A sleeping princess sat here,’ they would say. ‘Her prince never came along, I guess.’

That didn’t happen, and Leonor lifted her head. “It was kind of hard to follow, honestly,” she said. “He was late, and he kept trying to rehash—well, he wanted to tell me about it again, you know, what happened?” Leonor sighed. “I wanted to cry. It was so embarrassing. It wasn’t even new information.”

“None of it?” Renzo asked. He had angled himself toward her, leaning against the bar while he gazed at her perturbed face.

Leonor, feeling pitiful, shrugged. “I didn’t really want to listen,” she admitted. “I kept thinking about Mother Beatriz the whole time.” 

Renzo’s heavy-lidded eyes ordinarily conveyed one of two sharply contrasting states. At times, he looked bored out of his mind—entirely removed from whatever was happening, on another planet even when his pupils weren’t giving away a convenient reason why. He had an almost unsettling kind of attentiveness other times. When they first met, Leonor found the way he had looked at her from beneath long, dark eyelashes alluring. She felt looked upon or looked through most of the time; with his heady stare, Renzo looked at her. She hadn’t fully appreciated the distinction until their regular conversations. Now, as she waited for him to respond to her admission, she appreciated it more. 

Finally, Renzo posed another question. “Do you think he was responsible?”

TRANSCRIPT:

LEONOR | Writing? RENZO | Wrote. Done now.

LEONOR | Is it for the reading tonight? RENZO | Did you write anything? LEONOR | Why would you ask that?

RENZO | You're an artist, Nora. Everyone has their medium, sure—I've seen yours, very nice—but I think you shoudl take the written word more seriously. It doesnt' have to be an endpoint, really. Maybe a translation.

LEONOR | I can be creative; I am not an artist.

LEONOR | Besides, everything for everyone is not the kind of world I want to live in. RENZO | Well, fuck, if that isn't the most hereditary monarchist thing I've ever heard. Alright, my princess, if you say so.

LEONOR | I didn't mean it that way. RENZO | It's true. I'm jobless in that world.

RENZO | Can't host private poetry readings with free booze for my friends if I'm as poor as I was in '87, that's for sure. LEONOR | Wouldn't know me … RENZO | You don't know any poor people?

LEONOR | I don't think so?

RENZO | I'm glad I know you, yeah.

[Leonor sighs] RENZO | What is it?

LEONOR | Do you remember, I told you I was meeting with my father today?

RENZO | Right, yeah, breakfast. LEONOR | Lunch. It went awfully. RENZO | You said it was going to be weird. Did he tell you what you wanted to hear—I mean, what he said he needed to talk about, was it worth it?

LEONOR | It was kind of hard to follow, honestly. He was late, and he kept trying to rehash—well, he wanted to tell me about it again, you know, what happened [sighs] I wanted to cry. It was so embarrassing. It wasn't even new information.

RENZO | None of it? LEONOR | I didn't really want to listen. I kept thinking about Mother Beatriz the whole time. RENZO | Do you think he was responsible?

[darkcircles4lyfe]

hi hello ive just come from your enneagram 9 izuku post and i am just OVERWHELMED with joy & excitement after reading it, everything you said just feels so RIGHT!!

(i am a nine myself & have always felt weirdly attached to izuku in that he felt soso similar to me in such a weirdly specific way but i couldn't really explain why i just Got Him until now, so thanks for that little boost of validation lol)

with your post in mind, i couldn't stop thinking about this line from 412 and it got me curious if you had any additional thoughts on it/read it the same way i did:

the moment i read this line i immediately took a screenshot & filed it away in my Important Izuku Moments file, like idk! the wording of it, the way he's talking about shigaraki but could SO easily be talking about himself, that honestly devastating panel of the tears in his eyes...

we've gotten plenty of hints about izuku's emotional suppression (that 'heroes dont cry' scene with iida & todoroki, his flashback of all might telling him to 'stop being such a cry baby' during the afo fight, the whole 'control your heart' plotline...) but THIS line in particular feels so significant for some reason. maybe cause this could easily be izuku recognizing himself in/through shigaraki? maybe bc it is so close to izuku acknowledging the lid hes put on his own sad & lonely past? maybe bc this is the closest we've ever gotten to izuku saying i'm not okay, even if he isn't actually talking about himself yet?

im trying really hard not to ramble too much in your inbox lol, but everything you said in your post about tomura & izuku really hit home for me, i think you're so right about them. and this line in particular is what makes me think we really are going to see some version of tomura being the one to finally break through (Decay) izuku's emotional blocks & barriers (something something locked door imagery), and that just makes me really excited. for both of them :')

YAY!! I’m so glad to hear you resonated with it. It’s otherwise a bit of a “if you know you know” sort of situation, and it felt good to actually explain it.

I had a “!” moment with that panel too, and also when he says he’s determined to break through Tomura’s barrier, expose and acknowledge his pain.

My immediate thought was, “Oh hey, I’m definitely not making this shit up after all, because Horikoshi is obviously intending to confront the concept of bottling up your emotions/your past. He literally just stated it. We're on the same page.” While it didn’t directly confirm anything about Izuku, it's at least something he is aware of, which is an important first step. There's a line in Sleeping At Last's 'Nine' that I was thinking about a lot as I was writing the latter part of that post: "I'm just trying to find myself through someone else's eyes," which speaks to a need for Tomura to be Izuku's mirror, so that he can see himself.

Also, the revelation that Izuku is clinging to the idea that everyone has a "human heart" deep down is pretty clearly applicable to himself too, implying that he's dealing with a lack of self worth (a lot of Japanese fans were talking about this, and I think it doesn't come across as easily in English). I really love how Kudou clarified that Izuku is not naive for this. It's not the same as being blissfully ignorant to how cruel people can be. It's more like, "I need to believe in the worth of others or else I can't believe in myself." That's... so painful and beautiful.

I'm also excited for what comes next! Very soon!

[cannibalismyuri]

way to take things out of context <33 lemme show u some things i said in the actual post that aren't taken out of the connotations i meant to imply them with?

"they also are popular bc they're seen as Better than other creators and put on a pedestal. which is both uncomfortable for them and Highly discouraging for others." this was the whole sentence. way to take things out of context huh.

"many people just disregard other rlly talented creators in favor of the already popular ones (who are popular for a reason. their art / fics / wtv Are really good and i read their stuff too! not trying to put them down here, just trying to lift other people up)" so where in this sentence do u see me saying that they aren't good writers?

"also bragging rights? babe nobody's bragging abt how they get more interaction. that's rude asf and entirely out of the question. and those popular writers ur talking abt who Could brag if they wanted to DON'T. bc they aren't despicable human beings who love to put others down." so did i or did i not clarify that i think the people byler tumblr puts on a pedestal handle it gracefully.

also the way u phrased this is Exactly what's wrong with this fandom. have u ever read anything that wasn't be the 10 writers u idolized? i've found some AMAZING, FREAKISHLY TALENTED, SWEET AND ALL-ROUND LOVELY writers in fandom whom i never would've found if i didn't Specifically try to broaden my horizons. the way you phrased this implies that there is simply nobody who compares to the writers with most engagement and like... how would u know? isn't this exactly the kind of behavior i was saying was Not It? ur putting them on a pedestal and refusing to acknowledge other people, no matter how talented they may or may not be. i'm not saying everybody is an amazing writer right off the bat and that these writers aren't amazing; i'm saying that others may be just as good. i know Several amazing writers eho dont get half the recognition as mediocre writers in other fandoms (NOT! TALKING! ABT! BYLER! HERE!) based on luck and when exactly they post. u guys will never branch out and Try to support these other fic writers who are helping keep this fandom alive and contributing Beautiful fics and then say that the tag is dying just bc UR personal favorite creators aren't creating as much. this doesn't in any way diminish the obvious prowess and skill of the Big writers, bc they're amazing writers and people, but u suggesting that nobody else even comes close? this is NOT nyt bestsellers this is FANDOM. its common courtesy to atleast respect people who write these fics for free and if u can't provide basic respect by trashing others' writing that u haven't even read bc its not one of the Big writer's writing... ur part of the problem.

and im going to say it for the last Fucking time. dont bring my fics or engagement into this. im speaking for so many other people and im trying to demand support for Everyone. this was never just abt me. i said this previously too, but i made a whole ass EVENT to shine light on less popular writers. bylerficrecweek was made for a reason. if it was just abt me and my engagement i never would've wholeheartedly put my whole heart into that project. and don't u Fucking dare insult my writing. "maybe you're not as good at it as you think"? im fucking tired of u coming on my blog, claiming im saying a bunch of BULLSHIT and recontextualizing everything i say and insulting my writing on top of that. you won't see this bc ive blocked u now but. im genuinely so fucking tired. im turning off anon. clearly who ever is sending these has a problem with me personally; so say it with your whole pussy to my face now. ok thx and im Really Fucking Tired please read the post for what its meant to be before mindlessly accusing me of shit.

[beautifulpersonpeach]

bpp sorry if this isn't the content you want on your blog after yesterday but is it ok if i ask for clarification on sth? i know youre army you don't like solos but i like reading solos for a wide span of info. i don't like to be in a bubble of echo chambers

i saw a post and i'll send the link right after this ask but the person was criticizing a post you made but it confused me bc what you wrote didnt match what they said. they didn't post your name but i know its you because you always start your answers with 3 dots

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many armys say they like jimin but they pretend. i don't think youre like that but your answer is confusing so can you clarify? its like you allow jjks to shit on jimin but you drag out pjms only. armys do this over and over. its sad if youre the same bc i like your blog.

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Please block me.

Actually, you know what? Don't. At least not just yet. Let's do this instead.

I checked the link you sent. I'd received that link a couple other times today accompanied with more hostile language, so I ignored it. But I checked out yours because I wondered what was so serious you couldn't add the link to your main ask, so if you're all in fact the same person sending that link, kudos for getting my attention.

And thank you for sending that to me, because now I'd like to use you and that post to make an example of what I'm talking about when I say solo stans think differently and are just less intelligent. In my opinion.

For other readers, I'm not going to link it directly so as to not draw more attention to them, and since they're stalking my blog to make an example without directly mentioning me or showing my blog name, I think it's only fair I react in kind by also not making a direct mention.

Here’s the post (mine) in question:

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Here is the akgae's takeaway from the post above (mine):

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Already, the dissonance between the first and second screenshot should be obvious. I’ll explain in any case just so everyone can follow along.

Shortly after Jimin released Closer Than This, I received an ask from someone who calls themselves a PJM (a Jimin akgae), who said they hate the song and also hate his voice. But that they are his solo stan because he’s “talented and hot”.

I responded that they, the Jimin solo stan who hates his ARMY song and voice, isn’t exactly a rare breed. And that Jimin has ARMY supporting him anyway. This is within the context of me always saying solo stans don’t actually like the person they choose to solo stan (if they did, they wouldn’t be akgaes), and that an akgae’s experience is more about them and their personal insecurities than anything Jimin (or any other BTS member) is actually doing.

Months later (present day), another Jimin solo stan quotes that ask and my response, as proof of me (1) going “sameee you’re so valid”, (2) not correctly identifying that person as someone who actually antis Jimin a.k.a. his akgae, and (3) as proof of me believing “one is more talented and more deserving than the other” re: Jungkook vs Jimin.

…is there even anything more for me to say?

Y'all, I bet you something like 90% of the shit that has solos constantly bouncing off the walls starts from things like this: a complete lack of reading comprehension coupled with gaps in logic and pre-conceived notions/insecurities. If I wanted to be really mean, there's so many places I could take this post right now, but I'll stop here for now.

That post made me laugh because the entire thing is a comedy of errors. The OP Anon in that akgae's post, is actually talking about another 'blogger' (who I know and generally like but that's besides the point), but the akgae responding to them mistook OP Anon's 'blogger' to be me, and then proceeded to write what's in the second screenshot...

It's just sad.

I've lost count of how many times I've been the subject of callout posts on Tumblr and each time it's been something like this lmaooo. Each time it's been by akgaes (and their exile varieties) and shippers. The last time this happened, I was a taekooker, and now someone has essentially embarrassed themselves with a lamentable lack of reading comprehension to spin a pretty innocuous post into... alladat.

This is how drama is manufactured in fan spaces out of plain stupidity.

*

There are many reasons I don't like akgaes, but one top reason is because they dumb down the quality of conversation in whatever space they're in. It's part of why I have such a disdain for 'discourse' in k-pop spaces in general, because oftentimes, the people most eager to write paragraphs on end while being hateful and/or victimizing, are people who don't know what they're talking about or lack basic skills in reading comprehension, among other things. ARMYs and k-pop stans are guilty of this too, but you're more likely to run into culprits in akgae 'discourse' spaces or adjacent ones.

I've given examples of this many times but here's a couple here, and here.

I'm not even trying to be condescending, I don't actually think I know all there is to know about Jimin, BTS, and k-pop, I just no longer have the patience for people who choose remain in spaces filled with akgaes and who keep bringing their nonsense into my inbox. And what's worse asking me to clarify sentences that a grade 5 student should be able to parse in any language.

Anyway Anon, now, you can block me.

[imaginarianisms]

here's a few things the rpc has REALLY gotta get back into doing !!

Reading Each Other's Rules !!

Communicate Communicate Communicate Communicate & Not jumping to conclusions about people & assuming other people's character & intentions & Ask what they mean & if you need clarification on something Ask Them. i promise you things would likely go a lot more smoothly & bad experiences with people not communicating with me/you/us that could've been avoided or at the very least reduced if we simply spoke to one another & less feelings would be hurt.

Stop Vaguing People & Getting Involved In Shit & Being Mean To People For Petty Shit When Things Can Literally Be Communicated In Private Respectfully. civil discussions can go a really long way. if the disrespect or offense in question isn’t malicious, there’s no need to approach the topic maliciously. you’d be surprised at just how much can be solved by just asking someone to clarify something.

Understand That Just Because Someone Writes Something Or A Character Does Not Mean That They Condone Or Endorse Them Y'all Why Are We Still Having This Conversation In The Year 2024

don't like something or you genuinely can't handle a topic? use the tools at your disposal to curate your own space (there's two magical things on your screen: the scrollbar & the block button that you can use that can be your true besties frfr) that's Your responsibility tungle dot hellsite dot com user, not anyone else's.

respecting others & understanding that's another human person sitting on the other side of that screen that has hopes & dreams & feelings the same way you do.

telling your friends how lovely & talented they are & how they portray their muses !! there's a whole lot of negativity going on, the best thing we can do is lift each other up & treat each other with kindness & compassion !!

commenting on peoples' posts, hcs, art, edits, etc., telling them you see it & that it looks good, it's cool, it's entertaining, etc., bc we as content creators can't read your mind & as nice as it'd be for us to always serve ourselves with our work, realistically people Will lose motivation to continue creating after a while without some kind of support. if you Like Something then SAY SOMETHING!!!!!!

sending each other's muses messages about other muses they're talking to, characters from their canon if applicable, their worldbuilding & generally getting actively involved in the narratives & worlds other people create & encouraging people to discuss them. there's nothing i like more than doing that, it feels great.

asking random unprompted questions about your friends' characters without fear it's "too much" (THAT'S YOUR ANXIETY BRAIN TALKING!!!!! DON'T LISTEN TO IT SOMETIMES OUR BRAINS LIE!!!!!) provided the question isn't invasive or rude, ESPECIALLY if the character is an original and/or fandomless character.

sending heartfelt & honest words of positivity about other people & the work they do, not chainmail, not lazy generic shit, but out of real kindness from the heart.

Drawing People Fanart / Making Graphics / Making Drabbles of their characters / ships / OC's !!!! please !!! really !!! most people adore it !!!! i Promise you that taking the time & putting in the effort to show someone that the work they do inspired the stuff you do will make anyone's fuckin day. it'd make me explode & die tbh.

Telling!!!!! Other!!!!!!!!!!!! People!!!!!!!!!!! That!!!!!!!!!!! We're!!!!!!!!!! All!!! Doing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Jobs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Actually Interact With Each Other. i have no idea what's going on these last few years but years ago we used to interact w/ each other a lot more than we used to. send asks & memes & prompts to each other, ask each other questions about the muns & their muses & actually take the time to interact with your moots & muses.

acknowledging our mental health!!!!! you're not a robot, you're a human being!!!!! be okay with the fact that folx need space & time! it's okay to not be in the mood all the time, you're a living breathing human being that matters, respect that.

make sure Other people feel included in discord servers, rp groups, multi-way threads, events & just overall & not just the few people you talk to. it's perfectly normal & understandable that you may vibe with some people more than others, but only talking to other people you're familiar with can lead to your other moots feeling left out. your moots aren't numbers on your follower list, they're people & writers & they deserve reciprocity & vice versa. if you're not going to engage with someone then why follow them. that's literally the whole point of being moots.

surround yourself with people who actually love you.

acknowledge each other's artwork, graphics, metas, threads & worldbuilding in your own portrayals & works. PLEASE. PEOPLE !!!! DON'T!!!!!! KNOW!!!!! YOU!!!!!! LIKE!!!!! THEM!!! IF!!!!! YOU!!!!! SAY!!!!!!!! NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!! TELL!!!!!!!! THEM!!!!!!! THEY!!!!!! MATTER!!!!!

Literally Just Being Fucking Nice To Each Other Openly For No Reason Or Prompt

understand that there's a glaring, obvious hatred of & disregard & a subconscious bias & avoidance of characters of color (ESPECIALLY black & indigenous / native characters of color), elder characters, really young characters, characters with strong cultural and/or religious influences that aren’t easily digestible/palatable/dumbed down/fetishized especially if they're tied to a marginalized community, female characters who don't automatically ship and/or smut with you, disabled characters, mentally ill & neurodivergent characters who aren’t concentrated into Edgy Aesthetics TM & nothing else, t.wo s.pirit, t.rans, n.onbinary, g.enderfluid, a.gender & i.ntersex characters (especially queer characters of color), fat characters, nonhuman characters, especially characters who's marginalized identities intersect with each other, characters who aren’t cis and/or heterosexual and/or p.erisex skinny white people in their 20's ... i could truly Go On but actually practicing what y'all preach & opening up your minds to new things & portrayals, ask yourselves Why you don't interact with or write any of these characters if that applies (which likely does) & start showing up for these muses & the muns that portray them, ESPECIALLY muns of color, because these are stories that NEED to be heard, loved, respected & most of all appreciated.

[sergeifyodorov]

maybe i’m misunderstanding this whole conversation (and i truly apologize if i am, i got into the hrpf sphere post kane era and i don’t want to seem confrontational here) but isn’t it fair for people to not want to write about people who have been accused of/investigated for s/a?? i’m on board with everything else mentioned in that long post but that one just. didn’t sit with me right. kane being accused of assault isn’t really him being Messy it was a criminal allegation and warrants isolation from fandom works (imo). i just feel we can be more honest about the fucked up less woobifyed reality of hockey without making kane the mascot for it (if that makes sense, sorry)

i think i both agree with you and think you might be misinterpreting that post a little bit?

okay first, what i saw from that addition had a lot less to do with kane Specifically and was a lot more about him as an example of... generally two different kind of movements, if that makes sense? (the "these are horrible people" trend vs the cleaner one, which sid was the leading example of.) im also taken to believe that pre allegations he was the most popular character within that circle and that the allegations caused people (rightfully) to not want to write about him anymore, which created a dramatic drop in that movement as a whole because of his popularity.

also from what i understand he wasn't exactly the only-distantly-problematic idealized fic character before that specific case either, he's had more than one run in with the law (arrested iirc for assaulting a cab driver over a ridiculously small amount of money, in one case at least)

i also want to post this anon bc it's kind of along the same lines

which i believe supports both the make-hrpf-nastier and the general character/person separation that is pretty much mandatory when you're writing rpf. i think we have to be careful as a rule because of this all-too common trap to idealize and woobify protagonists, and in this fandom where none of the "characters" are innocent that the nuance of understanding, empathizing with, and being entertained by someone who has thoroughly soul-sucking things wrong with them is imho important. kane's Actual Straight Up Sucking As A Person, To An Extent Beyond Everyone Else makes him a really good example and I hope that kind of clarifies why he was/is such a big part of the discussion?

okay back to agreeing. kane is absolutely incredibly awful in multiple different ways and everyone has a right to filter his tag and tell him he's a little bitch if they meet him irl (actually this one is a responsibility as well) and press the block button on my account personally if I mention him ever again if they so choose. also don't buy his jersey he makes money from that! and i do regret using him as a term to put the gore back into hrpf (and i think that I'll go back and edit that). and personally i will probably never write about him beyond a mention, or read stuff he's in that's not like a million years old.

but i also think that people should be able to engage in those themes if they want -- i think we as people have the right to make art that other people find morally reprehensible and i think we as people have the right to not involve ourselves with stuff that we find morally reprehensible.

[zablife]

Omg I just found your writing on Johnny I’m FERALLL I just read each one back to back I can’t

I don’t know if your taking requests if not it’s fine but if you’d write this I’d love that ❤️

So you’ve always been around the outlaws nothing major just here and there no one understands why ( as your like the prettiest girl on the block type of thing everyone’s out of your league but your a sweetheart) and you have a secret crush on Johnny and him on you, you both steal glances, have a special bond type of thing, in a group setting your always next to him naturally, just no moves have acc been made

News spreads, you’ve accepted a date with a local mechanic and everyone’s talking about it because ??? Everyone wants to date you but you never accept ( idk the reason why you can play around with that ) Johnny low-key fuming

You thought it would be a clever idea ( it’s not) to take your date to the bar and have fun with everyone, needless to say Johnny makes it the most awkward, knife cutting tension night of your life, maybe even belittles your date because or his jealousy and it ends with a happy ending

I hope this isn’t too much if it is just ignore me😭 I’m just in need of a little shy then jealous Johnny ❤️

( I have sent something similar not in as much detail to another writer but I don’t know if her requests are acc open x )

Hi lovely, you're an absolute angel to let me know you've been enjoying my work! I'm so flattered you've read all my Johnny fics and messaged me for more 🙈 To clarify, my requests are open, but I've been slow to reply bc I just started a new job. I did notice this request was answered by my extremely talented moot @semperamans and she killed it so I won't be writing this one. However, I'm working on something with a similar vibe to be posted next week which I hope you'll enjoy! If you have any other ideas tho, feel free to send them my way 💕

[aleisters]

Hi I am like so so sorry for bothering you, and I know it’s like an older post and whatever, but the uhhh Halsin and the two wolves post can be taken as ig ignorance? I’m not calling you racist or anything at all, but I was just curious if you had known the origins of that meme. I do hope I’m not just being sensitive or anything or disturbing you, but I’ve noticed a lot of ppl use that meme and spread it around without knowing it’s origins. I’m not saying to not use it by any means!! Especially if you are ndn as well, I know a lot of native friends use it (I personally don’t bc I find the devil/Angel thing easier and not based in racism) but nonetheless, not trying to police what you use. Just wanting, I unno, to inform you about something? Okay uh, so sorry for bothering you with this, I’ll see myself out and no hash to you if you block me/delete this! Thank you for at least reading

hey buddy you're okay it's always correct to message people about this stuff. i think you've hedged this message a bit in an attempt not to offend or piss me off, which is fair, so i hope my interpretation of your message is correct - you are concerned because the "two wolves" legend the story originates from is an alleged native american proverb?

my knowledge is that two wolves is generally widely considered fakelore, a christian parable that gets regularly re-written as being told by a "native american chief" or a "cherokee elder", or originating in "cherokee legend". it's very similar to "may you live in interesting times", which is always claimed to be a chinese curse, despite absolutely no traditional chinese sources for that.

imo, making fun of racist old apocryphal shit is always morally correct, but i appreciate how it can come across looking like someone is making fun of indigenous peoples, so i'm happy to clarify. for me the meme format mocks the fact it's not a real "legend" or "indigenous proverb".

in future i would be more direct in your messages because i think i only got the correct gist here because i'm familiar with the "proverb". you haven't informed me of anything with your message, just been sort of vague? if i wasn't aware of the origins i would be confused by your message :')

if you piss someone off by being direct with them about how they may have made an offensive joke, they were worth pissing off because it outs them as a stupid shit-their-pants baby. <3

[devilfic]

hey dude respectfully, pls leave kieda alone. Y'all dont know each other but she admitted wrong to you and deleted all of the posts relevant to the situation. the ONLY reason I even knew abt any of this is bc you're perpetuating it, and I have my notifications on for her blog. She admitted wrong doing and now you're super upset that she doesnt wanna interact w you?? I dont blame her since you're over here w all your fans in her asks attacking her which is super childish and unkind. Call everyone off and move on. No one plagiarized anything and everyone can move on.

thank you for being respectful. and respectfully, I need you to understand that just because you didn't see those posts, just because you didn't know about it until now, doesn't mean that the people who did no longer exist

like I've said repeatedly, there were several people coming to her defense on those posts when she made them. they saw. that doesn't even encompass the silent lurkers who didn't interact with those posts.

all I asked kieda to do was make a post on her blog, publicly, clearing things up in the same way she did when she gave out my username to a bunch of people under the guise that I plagiarized her. that's all I asked her. if she didn't want to do that, she could have even said that

what's childish and unkind is her pretending the situation was over without clarifying that things were good with her followers. what's childish and unkind is her blocking me without responding to my request. what's childish and unkind is her not even trying to communicate with me before jumping to conclusions.

I had no problems with kieda up until she blocked me. and if you'd read everything I've answered previously, you'd also see that she wasn't answering anyone disagreeing with her about the claims even before I talked to her which is super fucking weird.

but I will make it fucking clear: I don't want ANYONE harassing kieda. do not send her hate and do not be unkind. if you're asking her about me, you can go ahead and stop. from what I've seen, she's not answering anything related to that and if she truly doesn't think she needs to make that post, I'm not gonna hold her hand through it.

but don't come into my inbox telling me that I'm the one being childish. what's childish is making a serious accusation against another writer and blocking them when they ask you to publicly renounce it. kieda nor you gets to tell me how I should feel. end of story

[thirdmagic]

also i just want to clarify i meant this post in like... a totally value-neutral way. bc this knowledge has always been a fundamental fact of life and the world to me, like something i personally learned and understood at such a young age i dont even remember how or when and i never actually even thought about it. it was just kind part of the building blocks of my understanding of the world since i had any awareness child. in general i think i was aware of antisemitism for as long as i was aware of jewishness, and i was aware of jewishness and us being jewish for as long as i was aware of myself and the world in general. long before i really understood all the nuances or details.

and its just something you're aware of at all times even when you dont delve into it. we talk about it in great detail, we learn about it every year at school even outside of history classess, we had assemblies about every year, trips to museums, visits from survivors or conversations with them, watch documentaries about it in class, and so on. its just a fundamental part of our upbringing to know about it and talk about it and be deep into it. it is just a fact, its natural and normal and basic to me, so i can't help but have a 'huh' moment when i realize that this extremely basic, inextricable part of existence is just.... almost completely absent, for so many people? its not good or bad that this is the case, just. it feels weird, when i really think about it and consider it, what a completely, totally different experience of life that makes. and obviously this isnt news, i understood this logically, but thats not the same as really feeling it, yknow.

(also a lot of people shared their stories in the replies/tags/reblogs and their experiences and how they came to learn about it and i didnt really reply bc i didnt have anything to say but: they are all worth a read, and thank you all for sharing)

strange to remember that many people are not exposed the the shoah and the imagery of it as early as childhood and do not grow up seeing this and knowing that this happened, was allowed to happen, to you, and no one in the whole world did anything to stop or prevent it. and just live with that, just internalize that information as a normal part of your life.

[poseremo]

okay it's not working in the tags so i'm greentexting this.

>be me, just got into bsd, likes soukoku >have a mutual who doesn't like skk but i don't let it bother me >one day mutual posts "why do ppl ship soukoku and odazai i genuinely want to know" >go into their anons to explain >say shit about how dazai and chuuya clearly don't actually hate one another and their trust and deep understanding of one another makes for an interesting ship dynamic. literally soukoku 101 no one can argue against this bc it's just canon. >they answer. it's a whole paragraph that boils down to "no you're wrong." >wtf.jpg >go back to anons to counterargue their points and clarify a bit more. >"no you're wrong." again. >face palm.jpg

okay this format's getting tedious and there's still more. basically this whole time they were also arguing about odazai. and instead of bringing up the 5 1/2 YEAR AGE GAP BETWEEN ODA (23) AND DAZAI (18), DO YOU KNOW WHAT THEY CLAIMED?? "if you read the dark era light novel it's very clear that oda actually loathes dazai and finds him annoying and doesn't like being around him." ..... HELLO??? i just straight up gave up after that i sent one last anon like "okay we clearly have irreconcilible ideas about this so i'm not gonna argue anymore bye" and blocked them because what were they on. actually what were they on??? THEY WERE STRAIGHT UP DENYING CANON LIKE BRO THAT'S NOT EVEN POOR MEDIA LITERACY THAT'S JUST INCORRECT. THAT'S JUST WRONG.

and yeah the kicker of all this was they were really into shin soukoku.

[scara-meow-che]

📢 ANNOUNCEMENT 📢

hello everyone! this just an update before i go on a semi-hiatus~

i've seen a lot of blogs, especially those who create 18+ / NSFW content, posting the same announcement and i want to clarify this here as well because apparently blog rules aren't enough to remind everyone to respect a content creator's wishes or simple warnings.

so yes, i'm talking about minors that still choose to interact/access nsfw works (long message under the cut)

so please, please, don't interact with me when you're below 18. i can still be considerate for those who are 16+ (that's literally when i started reading smuts bcs i was curious as heck and sex ed doesn't exist in my country) to access this types of works but below that number???? and even leave comments of how you want to just be??? what the fuck, okay, i'll just hard block you.

i checked and saw that tumblr requires 16+ users to access this app... so why are you, below 16, in this app in the first place? yes, you get to do what the hell you want with your life, you could literally waste money for internet access just to read stories/watch something but if it's for something that AREN'T SUITABLE FOR YOUR AGE? okay, go to school first and wait for the right time to, i don't know??? read content MADE BY AN ADULT and MADE FOR ADULTS????

i've literally had to block a lot because i once checked and saw MINORS reblogging my work and would even comment so that made me uncomfortable. i've experienced this BS in wattpad and i don't want to experience the same shitty feeling that came afterward blocking users and calling them out. some even had the audacity to request smut when they literally implied that they're fourteen :') thank you for making me feel so shitty, mate.

reading / watching porn, when you're that young and be open about it, IS NOT COOL. THAT'S FUCKING WEIRD.

commenting or arguing that you're okay to read / watch / access NSFW content DOESN'T MAKE YOU A MATURE PERSON.

just because you're "okay" to even consume NSFW content and don't feel bothered after it doesn't change the fact that you're young. being able to freely access porn sites or read porn on the internet isn't a fucking school you can graduate from being a minor and assures you of a diploma that says "hey, you can now enjoy more NSFW content, congratu-fucking-lations." you're still young and that won't ever change until a few years.

what is the simple thing of the "do not interact when you're 18-" and "18+ content up ahead, MINORS DNI" that you all don't understand?

please, do us, content creators, a huge favor and don't interact or access any of our works. heck, don't even follow us in the first place.

if you have an ageless blog, this applies to you as well. indicate your age in your bio, it's not that hard 😭 even in one post or anything. sometimes, the crippling anxiety this gives me is really unsettling that i kept on thinking about it everyday.

so please, obey an blog's rules and follow it through.

[waynedunlaptheorgandonor]

can i say a sort of pointless rambly thing i was thinking about that i can't put under the cut bc i'm on mobile?

jk, i'm not actually asking. ramble below, not edited for clarity. the following is completely unclear and i will not fix it:

i've been thinking about how part of the reason i'm so chill about caryl is bc growing up as a queer woc 99% of my main ships were like, never gonna fucking happen bc they literally couldn't. it was like, "omg, they gazed at each other from across the room, let's analyze the homosexual subtext of this one scene for the next fifty years, that's not necessarily hyperbole." i've watched all my ships fuck other ppl/have other love interests, and i knew that my thing was never gonna be canon, so to see like, one thing being like, "one half of my ship fucked another person several years ago while pining for the other half of my ship," i'm like...#nice, bc that can and likely will be used as a plot point to get them together later on, whereas in other situations i've been in i just kinda had to deal with it. so my impulse when i see ppl losing their shit is to be like

and to be slightly annoyed, tbh, bc the ship is still on track to be canon, and it's like, literally two white heterosexuals, they're prime candidates for juicy angsty pining that actually gets a resolution.

but!

that being said, i recognize that that attitude isn't necessarily fair. for one thing, i'm not the only queer woc (or some variation thereof) in this fandom, and some ppl's impulse might be exasperation instead, bc like, "wtf, even my mayohet ship has dumb fucking drama," and that's valid as hell, and i get it.

and also, i get that, even if you didn't grow up shipping impossible ships (or mulder/scully, bc that's a brand of bullshit all its own), this has been a suuuuper drawn out process where sometimes it feels like they're legit sprinkling crumbs to keep you hooked, just to play you again, and when you are invested in something, like /rly/ invested, especially if it's a form of escapism or hyperfixation or whatever, that can be e x h a u s t i n g. and i get that. i truly do, and while i make a lot of snide comments about the fandom being bonkers, i do get where the bulk of you are coming from (unless you're one of those ppl who hate on actors and esp actresses for just doing their jobs, and attack them on social media, in which case i am very much judging you and you need to get your life together).

i also realize that in the scheme of things i'm still a newbie. i've been here, what, twoish/threeish years, whereas some of you have been here since the beginning, so i'm not as worn out as y'all. but i also think that gives me a bit of objectivity that some of y'all have (understandably) lost.

my positivity is not meant as a sleight against those of you who are feeling negative, but is more of a semi-objective viewpoint (i say semi, bc lbr, i'm invested af in this, so i definitely have bias), and to me the threads of the storyline they're crafting seem sort of obvious.

like, let's look at it, yeah? they have one season left of this show that has been on for over a decade. they need to cater to everyone to give them a satisfying ending, while still hanging on to carylers bc of the spin-off. darylrreah seems like a very calculated move, bc it gives them both something to make abcers happy, while also creating tension and suspense and pining for carylers (i think they might underestimate just how fed up some carylers are tbh, and are banking on us to hang on for one last ride, which, honestly? if they play it right will probably work.)

if they end up doing a dumb love triangle thing, which, without seeing the episode and gauging the subtext i can't confidently say if i think they will or won't, it will ultimately end in our favor. it has to, bc leah isn't going to third wheel them on the bike in the spin-off. we can say with good authority that whatever that relationship ends up being (again, idk if they'll drag it out or not) it will be temporary. which leaves caryl open to ride off into the sunset and then bone down in every state in the united states and in puerto rico for good measure.

it's a lot of cheap drama, but i really and truly do not think it's anything to worry about, and i still really and truly trust kang to not make it out of character. ik ppl still don't agree with me on that point, and i'm not gonna argue, but to me it really does make perfect sense.

and i also predict that they are gonna play it up hardcore in the promotional shit and talking dead, but when that happens, remember it's bc it gets attention. regardless of where the story is ultimately going, relationship drama gets attention, which gets viewers, which gets amc and twd producers nice and comfy with full pockets

idk. to sum up ig i just wanted to clarify that i don't mean any harm with my relentless positivity. my history in fandom has just made this seem like nothing in comparison, bc while ppl are freaking out, i'm like, "oh damn, they're actually gonna get together by the end of this, aren't they? i didn't know that could happen!" and that makes me excited instead of upset

and you definitely don't have to listen to me. maybe i'm actually wrong. maybe i'm completely full of bullshit and am just good at making things sound confident. i got a lot of As on papers in college over books i never read, i know how to bs. but i also know how to analyze, and i while i will be the first to tell you i am not the best at a great many things, i do know that i am good at critically analyzing text while taking into account the context it was written in, and imho all signs point to canon caryl. when, i'm not entirely sure, but i see it happening. if it doesn't then they severely fucked up their storytelling, and that'd just be bad writing on their part.

(if you want proof that i'm good at reading writers'/producers' intentions, consider that i watched like, 8 seasons of supernatural before giving up, and said to myself, "i think they're gonna make destiel canon, but not until the very last second bc they are rly into catering to their fans but also have to consider their dumb fanboy audience so they can't do anything crazy overtly gay," and guess who hit the nail on the fucking head on that one)

none of this is important, but it was rattling around my mind grapes and i wanted to write it down into something vaguely coherent, and where else better to do it than here. i can word vomit and then send it into the ether and pretend i never said a thing. i love this horrible website, nothing can compare

i have no real conclusion to this, it was mostly stream of consciousness, but i hope it sort of helps y'all understand where i'm coming from, and why i am as chill as i am about things. not about y'all. y'all cause me so much anxiety i get physically sick and have to legit block tags, but with the actual show content i'm zen as hell

uh

the end ig?

it feels weird even signing off on this, but w/e

-diz