Current Events in Silm fandom rlly reinforce my feeling that, despite claiming an ethos of acceptance/tolerance of anything that doesn't hurt ppl, a lot of ppl in the section of Silm fandom I frequent do follow a set of socially-agreed-upon mores about what concepts are "not acceptable" to discuss or propose (or the ways in which certain topics must be discussed to be acceptable), that you all seem to have agreed on despite the things those mores restrict not being harmful to anyone.
And when someone does say smth that violates those mores, the response is disproportionate to the amount of harm done (which is typically none, imo). I know it's tempting to say "but we just want people to be comfortable and safe", but treating ppl badly for the sin of sharing thoughts you dislike is NOT the same as preventing people from doing things that are harmful. The former is much more of a harmful behavior than the sharing of the thoughts that sets it off. Fannish etiquette, people: you shouldn’t act like someone’s meta makes them morally suspect just because you disagree with it; save the “this is morally bad” for things that are ACTUALLY harmful. We're all stuck on this website together & if you want to have any sort of community, you need to ACT like you're in a community, and that means letting other people say things you dislike. Block them if you need to! I block people all the time because i know it's better for me AND for them if we can both blog in peace.
I am not particularly comfortable with the young-queer-on-tumblr silm fandom rn due to this tendency to rebuke things that are uncomfortable rather than harmful. Maybe that's fine with you. But if your goal is to make all fans feel comfortable and accepted, you need to actually do that. If your goal is to make people who share your unwritten rules comfortable in your space, you need to admit that, and write those rules down, and curate your space so it follows them.
Edited 8:10am PST to clarify the specifics of the behavior I find concerning.
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in the spirit of that last post -- obviously, astarion burning in the sun and running off to hide, alone, would not fly.
amity would be running after him right away, casting darkness. she'd throw her cloak over him. crouch down next to him, behind those crates he hides behind, and start casting the teleportation circle spell that's linked to the circle she made in her home/company basement while frantically muttering all the invitations she thinks he could ever need as she writes the sigil(s) -- it takes a full minute to cast so she has time to cover everything, she hopes. "i invite you into my home and my place of business and anything and everything i do or have ever called mine -- okay go go go go go"
helps him into the portal, if he needs the help; it only lasts 6 seconds so they've gotta be Real Quick
runs back to everyone else and gives an almost incoherent goodbye/explanation before scurrying off, like "YOU'RE ALL INVITED TO MY HOME, I WILL SEND WORD TO THE ELFSONG TAVERN WITH WHERE TO FIND IT BEFORE NIGHTFALL, I HAVE TO GO NOW"
and then she fucking books it through the city
full crying because two of her best friends just consigned themselves to wandering the hells just to keep one of them alive and yeah they can probably fix that eventually but that's so awful, karlach is so scared, and now astarion is all burned up in her basement, gods damn it
a tiefling running at full speed, openly weeping, probably snotty, bloody and covered in brain goo, getting closer and closer to the actual ritzy part of the city and getting stranger and stranger looks all the while
using a sending spell as she runs -- she has three 3rd level spell slots and she's using all of them on sending spells, addressing them to whichever of the company employees she thinks would be most likely to be there and/or to go down to where the teleportation circle is -- "friend in basement FRIEND NOT FOE DO NOT HARM help please, be there soon, close windows and draw blinds please, urgent urgent urgent"
meanwhile in the basement of the morninglade trading company hub, someone is coming down the stairs with an armful of scrolls, sees a dazed man hastily wrapped in a cloak who smells distinctly of ash and burnt flesh, and says "oh hey! new recruit? haha, wow, you're in slightly worse shape than we usually get. welcome aboard tho!"
astarion has just had something dear to him ripped away from him, and might never see sunlight again. just rolled into a portal that spat him out into a basement. has just sustained a minimum of 20 points of sunlight damage. he's not at his best.
it's a nice basement tho, at least
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anything new coming soon? 👀
Hopefully! I'm not sure exactly what tbh - I've been trying to be a little generous with myself recently and write based on what I feel like writing as opposed to what I "need to" or "should" work on. Which is great for my creativity but also means a lot of bouncing from project to project and also honestly scrapping a couple WIPs recently that I decided weren't going to pan out.
I can tell you I'm determined to follow thru on my promise of Luke fic this year. (I still intend to finish the post-show one I teased last summer but I've been working on a new one that may or may not see the light of day depending on how it turns out lmao). I'd still like to write the idea I had for a 5SOS5 release week fic, as a nice companion to my CALM and Superbloom release centric stories. The PolyCashton chaptered series I've been writing for literal years needs to happen this year. There's a long lost Gardener Ash storyline I'd love to revive. No one's asked explicitly for more Stage!Ash adventures but I love that couple so it's a possibility. I plotted out my first true AU last year and I'd like to see if I could pull that concept. I've also had ambitions the past couple years of entering the slash arena so we'll see if 2023 is finally the year. (Although full disclosure, one of my recently scrapped WIPs was a slash fic 🥸) And obviously I'd love to take any and every opportunity I can to collab with @cal-puddies - for personal reasons, we had to back off of a lot of good ideas last year but I'm hopeful we'll be able to pick up where we left off.
So short answer: yes, I'm actively writing and as soon as I have something I feel confident in sharing, you guys will be the first to know! 💙
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mistletoe symbol for Keigo ♡ 83
🌿// @iiryoku
It was the same bar they had originally met in, the clientele was still the same sort you needed to watch both your back, your drink, and your wallet around. The only difference, was the token holiday decorations that had been strung about the establishment. She eyed the twisted lights and plastic tinsel garland with bemusement as she slid into a seat at the bartop, the only real option she had for a comfortable seat without wings getting in the way. At least compared to a civilian bar, she could trust that nobody would be foolish enough to yank on her feathers--well, save for one person. But he more or less had her permission to touch. Others would get either a verbal dressing down, or a swipe of talons as retribution for being so presumptuous with the raveness.
As rough as the exterior was, she liked the bar. The bartender was good at what he did, she was accustomed to the mist faced man, and he was hardly the oddest quirk user she'd encountered. There was no judgement for quirks, one of the few places she'd ever been where mutant quirks weren't regarded as fey. She could relax in ways she couldn't in other establishments, but still couldn't completely relax. After all, she was hovering above a very particular fence with her occupation, yet to decide which side she wanted to fly over to. The longer she lingered, especially in Japan, and in the company of Keigo, the more she was tempted to fully and outright join the so called villains.
Sonja sipped on her drink slowly, dark eyes watching over the room,. There was petty squabbling breaking out over the card and pool tables, and various people huddled at tables in the darker corners for clandestine meetings. If she focused, she would be able to hear what they were saying, but she didn't care enough to. Movement drew her eye, the flash of red confirmed the scent she was quickly growing familiar with. The handsome hawk, the beautifully dangerous predator Keigo that had captured her attention quite thoroughly during her stay. Sonja had a number of theories why he entranced her, but she did not care to particularly analyze them. He was like her, in a way, it was rare to encounter people who could fly like them, rarer still to meet someone who understood the desire to hunt and the sweet taste of fresh blood on the tongue.
She played coy, pretending she hadn't noticed. She was plenty aware of Keigo, and her sharp eyesight had spotted the mistletoe bundle hanging overhead the stool beside hers some time ago. He'd caught her by surprise at the event they'd infiltrated, and she intended to do the same this time around. There was notably, the advantage of her european background to greet with a side kiss to the cheeks for those she was familiar with, an easy show of respect and an easier distraction tactic.
"Hello, handsome." She greeted once the other predator slid into the seat next to her, turning her head to do the greeting that was common over in her homeland then waited a moment before she pressed her lips to his. It was a tame enough kiss, as she liked the bar and didn't want to be thrown out, but she lingered for a moment before drawing back. Sonja grinned, flashing her sharp eyeteeth then nodded her head towards the ceiling where the mistletoe idly spun on it's hung string.
"Careful, someone might think you sat underneath it deliberately Keigo. " She teased, well aware that the same could be said that she chose the stool she had on purpose. She had, just a little. The opportunity for payback was too great for her to pass up.
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What Color is Your Aura?
rose vines, blood, apples, velvet, sharp nails, galaxies, dripping jewelry. your essence is CRIMSON: you are the strong, defiant and avoidant. you crave some sort of deviation; to walk in another's footsteps feels mundane, a waste of your time. you are possessive and never look back at the things you've lost or forgotten.
you are the rebel.
you are the one who will change the world.
you find kinship in like-minded individuals of red, blush, garnet, and bronze, who share your impassioned existence. you are also drawn to the confident souls royal and gold, who will help you grow and show that not everyone seeks to break you. however, you may struggle to get along with the slow-acting personalities of navy and umber who never seem assertive about anything.
Tagged By: @compassionatekiller
Tagging: @serenexgraced (for whichever of your gals you want) and WHOEVER ELSE WANTS TO!!
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