GETS SOME HELP
It is evident that some individuals are not accurately portraying Ellie as a transgender woman, but rather as a character with specific fetishes or sexual preferences. This focus on her genitalia rather than her identity as a trans woman is problematic. While it is acceptable for individuals to have their own head canons and interpretations, the issue arises when these projections overshadow Ellie's true trans identity.
It is important to write Ellie as a trans woman in a respectful and authentic manner, rather than reducing her to a mere sexual object.
" oh that's transphobic I can portray her as transgender. Yes, you have the ability to do that! However, the issue arises when you only focus on Ellie's trans identity within a sexual context. She is never referred to as "trans!Ellie," but rather as "Ellie with a penis" or "Ellie has a penis." It is never just about Ellie being a male-to-female transgender individual .
Additionally I would like to address the death threats issues i have grown a concerning behavior of threatening and harassing individuals who do not align with their preferences. If one does not enjoy a particular piece of writing, it is simple enough to refrain from reading it and move on with their day.
you don't need to make r@pe threats or any threats because you don't like what you're reading GROW UP! And the fact that nun of y'all make any trans! reader is kinda weird to be honest .
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My omegaverse fic is tagged with "dekubowl". Why.
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I wanna catch up on lotcf, and I thought I could after class ended, but freaking scholarship application is taking most of my time rn 🔪🔪🔪🔪
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i'm trying to read the new hsbc update but for some reason the website is excruciatingly slow rn, which makes it very painful to get through-
oh i just got a gateway timeout. well okay i guess i'm just going to have to come back to this later
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honestly I would be wayyy too ok with getting kidnapped by the yandere!batfam...
like, they live in a giant house, they're rich af and can get you anything you want, you don't have to have a job, no responsibilities...
there's so many of them, i would have more social contacts than I have right now, even if they never let me go outside and talk to someone who isn't them!! add unconditional love to all of that and I'm SOLD. I can deal with their clinginess, i would only like them to maybe slowly ease me into hugging all the time bc I'm not used to that... but even if they're not open to compromise it's still a pretty good deal imo
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Regulus *writing in his poetry notebook*: Imagine loving someone so much you wish your soul would meld with theirs so you can become one
Regulus *writing*: For I cannot, as much as my heart desires to
James *reading it*: Awwwww. Hey. Wait.
James: Am I a joke to you Reggie >:(
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why’re people tagging anon hate/problematic posts with “smut” and/or “x reader”, the fuck 💀
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I hope we get a scene of Alicent with Aegon's body. If her son is damned to die, if she is damned to spiral into insanity, if she is to lose her life too the grief, let me see her with his body.
let her hold her baby in her arms one more time. let her wipe the blood that poured from his mouth and nose as he died. let her run her fingers over the viscous burns that adorn his skin. let her fix his hair. let her bathe him with a cloth as she had when he was a babe. let her kiss his cheek, his forehead, his hair, his hands. let her lay her head against him, hugging him like she had failed to do for years.
he was her firstborn and yet, her heart was still beating and his was not, she was not yet cold in her grave, no, no her son was cold, her flesh was warm, too warm. he was her baby, her son, the boy she tried so hard to protect, who had loved even when it hurt, who she had stood in front of a dragon for. she loved him, the very bones of him, and now he was dead.
let her lose her mind right there, in that room, still clinging to her body, one that's too cold, too still, too quiet. let her scream out to the gods, damning them, cursing them for taking her eldest son, amongst everything else in her life.
I want her to drive away anyone who tries to take him from her, forcing the silent sisters or whoever would be left to deal with his body at that point. let her curse and spit and claw at anyone who comes too close.
she would stay there for hours, reflecting on her memories of him. maybe she talks to him or hums a lullaby until she finally loses her battle with what remains of her consciousness and sanity, falling still against the table.
she dreams of Aegon, she dreams of the life she wish she could have provided, the life she had tried so hard to give him. a life where he was safe, a life where she had been a better mother, a life where she didn't need to live in and impose fear up on her children. maybe if she had tried hard enough he would still be alive, she'll think as she floats in the space between consciousness and unconsciousness.
she'll wake in plain chambers she only partly recognizes, she'll learn of her sons lackluster and sparsly accompanied burning, she'll learn her son was gone and she was alone. there won't be much of her left to care. she just continues dreaming, dreaming of her dead children and spiraling to madness until her broken heart finally gives out.
[my previous post inspired this, cause all I can think about now is Alicent mourning her son and its gonna put me in an early grave]
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