thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.
You are not “problematic” for reading dark fiction.
You are not “problematic” for writing dark fiction.
You are a fascist if you try and censor it.
And just because I’ve been busy with my PLAY and my PUBLISHED NOVEL OUT IN OCTOBER—
—I didn’t forget about how antis harassed me into SI last summer.
Or how ugly you guys got about VQ.
And now you’re doing it to others because you realized that you have no power over me or my success so you want to harass others to feel powerful.
VQ is a small tiny subset of a very small ship to begin with. RPF shippers have existed since fandom began. You don’t have to like it or approve of it, but the majority of them keep to themselves.
The harassment, rumor mongering, and threats of doxxing—which did and ARE happening and it makes you a piece of shit to deny that—are out of control.
Quit with the “callout” blogs. You aren’t a great crusader making people aware. You’re just being a cunt.
Yeah I gossip about VQ. At least I own it and don’t try and cover up my gossip with the faux morality “the Hellcheer fandom needs to be made aware” shtick.
I love when my friends are WARNED about my SINS like HELLCHEER AND VQ SHIPPER aren't literally in my bio, like somehow my friends are somehow unaware of my evil VanQuinniness, like they haven't been subjected to drunken rants about it...
This was the most difficult drawing yet. The horrible wig placement, the understated lighting, the open mouth, and trying for a masculine face without skipping the lips entirely. Also, Joseph Quinn’s face has a lot of character. Lots of prominent features.
Yes, I phoned it in on the hair. Right now, my focus is faces. Hair will come later.
No, Mr. Horse, don’t worry, I certainly don’t have a Plinko down here! What I do have is this lovely cask of wine, specifically for horses, Amontillado in fact! Exquisite vintage.
I know you’re not supposed to be in this hospital, but if you’ll just follow me down this corridor—no, that’s not blood on the floor, it’s color theory, I’ll explain it later—I can bring you to this cask of wine that is certainly NOT a plinko machine—