#not reblogging the original post because I refuse to give them attention

[scottxlogan]

Reposting artwork/Don't do it!

So I don't like having to be the one to give my talks here, but sometimes I think people tend to forget in this world we live in that when an artist makes fan works in any form whether it be fan art, fanfic, etc. we put it out there in the world to share with other fans who love what we love. We want to share what we created with others because we're proud of the time we put into the project, of the detail and the inspiration we have on something within the project itself so when an artist/writer/etc finally gets to the point where they are ready to share the work they'll post it on their blog, site, etc to share with others because we want you to see it, to notice it and like it, to reblog it to share with your followers and hope that maybe they like it enough to do the same. What we don't want is someone seeing our work and then saving it to repost it on their own page so that they can pass it off as their own project and get all the love that we were looking for sent their direction. Time and time again I've seen less known artists create something wonderful that a bigger blog will snatch up and post and in the repost it gets a lot of love and attention where the artist who created it never gets to see any of that love, nor do they get any of the credit for their work because someone else is taking the credit even if they aren't outright claiming the work as their own by refusing to credit the artist for their efforts. This bothers me when I see it happening. A LOT!

I understand that everyone wants attention and people want their posts to be noticed. I get that and sometimes someone is new to a platform and doesn't understand the proper etiquette for sharing someone else's work. Honest mistakes are made and I can accept that too, but when someone goes out of their way to post someone else's work without giving proper credit (even after the artist and other people have told them who the artist is) that's outright stealing. If you're going to post someone else's artwork at least be kind enough to credit them as the artist or share the link to the original work. We get that you like something and appreciate it, but show that appreciation by letting others know that we designed this piece that they love. It's only fair and something that should go without saying. It's the way to keep fandom alive and keep these wonderful artists designing works and putting out more content to enjoy. When others steal or take away from the artist's efforts there are less things to enjoy and eventually the artist stops posting for others to see.

I've always felt this way on the matter, but recently I had one of my fan arts taken in such a matter. I, always wanting to give someone the benefit of the doubt, reached out to this person who reposted my art, dm'd them in private so not to embarrass them if they didn't understand why reposting without credit wasn't a good thing and said while I would prefer a reblog of my original work that I did, if they chose to keep their repost up all I asked was credit for being the artist. I'd sent them a dm and relayed all these things to them in a polite and what I felt was a generous fashion after my friends had already responded to their post about it being my artwork. A few hours later they ignored my dm and called my friends out saying they were 'liars' and a few other things because the reposter found the art on 'google images' searching a show that the art itself wasn't a part of. I did the same search and found nothing in an effort to give them another benefit of the doubt, yet they ignored that I was the artist on the piece, refused to accept it was someone's fan work and blatantly ignored my attempt to reach out to them. I responded to their repost again trying to be polite and they once again ignored my request to credit me. As I searched through their page I discovered that taking others art and not crediting them is only the beginning as they are also taking fan art and editing it to fit characters they like in photoshop and then passing the art off as their own creations. They seem to be quite content to take other people's work and alter it to appear that they are creating these pieces which they aren't, which is wrong on so many levels.

That being said i don't like to call people out, but the poster garoniousxmen has made no attempts to try to right the situation after well over 24 hours of being told by multiple people the art they posted was mine and based on their stealing other artwork and altering it to fit their fandom needs it appears that they are quite content to keep stealing from other fan artists. I do understand that everyone wants attention and to be noticed, but this is not the way. I went above and beyond to be reasonable with them, but they see no interest in doing what's right so for anyone who is posting fan art especially in the X-Men or comic fandom beware because this poster is notorious for not only reposting fan works but altering them to fit their favorite characters and passing it off as their own, which is a shame.

I realize that this is a long post, but I hope people take the time to consider what situations like this do to fandom and will at least take the time to reblog something from a fan artist or like it without reposting without their permission and if by some chance you still wish to repost, please just credit the person. It's best to ask them if you can, but if you don't ask for permission still give them the proper credit for what they did. The piece this person reposted and pretended wasn't mine is something I worked on for quite a few hours in Illustrator as it was my own drawing/digital art and while I'm glad they appreciated the art, this is not the way to show it. Not by a longshot.

Please be kind and reblog, credit artists because it is something that makes our fandoms even better when we show love the right ways.

#rant #reposting art #fandom #support artists #credit artists #give like and love for artists

[7amaspayrollmanager]

Someone asked a couple good faith questions and I asked if I could screenshot them and respond to them as long as I cut their name out and reblogs disabled (tbh I'm doing that with all my palestine posts from now on). This is not going to be the best response. It's my jumbled thoughts and how I am reacting to news every minute. Technically not the coherent answer you wanted that I maybe could have given on October 7.

I just want to start off that there is over 4000 palestinians killed by israel in the past two weeks and up to 1000 or even more stuck under the rubble dead or dying. i can't keep a hold of my emotions and my beliefs and my hope change by the hour. I dont have family in Gaza but they are all my family. I am on my phone 24/7 to find out what's happening.

U mentioned the prisoner exchange and thank you because this is what is lost in all the news coverage. I think there needs to be equal attention on palestinian prisoners because as palestinians have pointed out this is not a humanitarian issue this is political and a political cause and we want our prisoners and for democrats in the US to sideline the calls for the release of our prisoners who are suffering unimaginably in israeli prisons and shift attention on gazas humanitarian crisis..where did the humanitarian crisis start. That is what I was criticizing in my original post about ceasefire. Why are we depoliticizing what we want. At this point however things have gotten so horrifically bad that I am voicing what gazans want in their latest demands for ceasefire

There are burials that need to be done. If disease breaks out then what is a resistance movement with no one to fight for it. They need food and water and lots of medical supplies. Yet, it's almost like that will not happen. The US in the past has facilitated sham peacefires but this is the most violent the bombing has ever been, and they are refusing to encourage a ceasefire. My guess as to why is if they orchestrate a ceasefire then Hamas has opportunity to rebound, regroup find its members take another plan of action. I don't believe the ceasefire will happen unless there is some force that will push israel to respect it and I can't see what that is because their goal is as journalist Mariam Barghouti says "extermination." Why would they give in to international calls to ceasefire when they are so close to what they want. Finish what they couldn't do in 2014. They want total submission from the gazans

To just make this essay of mine even less coherent lets go back to hostages and the prisoner exchange. Hamas is switching strategy from "we'll kill one for every bomb dropped" to more of a PR campaign now releasing women with children and elderly israelis and releasing propaganda videos to deliberately incite the israeli government. The israeli government refused to accept the two that were released to the Red Cross today because of the so called "mendacious propaganda" from Hamas. Hamas sees a weakness and they are taking advantage of it by releasing some hostages unconditionally while israel has been expressing to the world that the hostages can only go home with this intense bombing. Strangely I think pressure to exchange with hamas will come from the inside as a result of this propaganda war. Netanyahu is extremely unpopular and I've seen many israelis advocate for a prisoner exchange

The thing with Israel's collapse is I know we can never predict when it'll happen and I don't think it'll happen this year. However I think that everything they are doing which makes them look extremely powerful, playing God in front of the whole world with 2 million lives, is proof that this the most threatened than they ever been in a long time (probably since the first intifada). Which sounds poetic and less realistic but I can explain a little more

Part of Israel's whole game was to keep hamas alive not only to keep them as a scapegoat to bomb gaza but also use them to divide palestine. We know the story they funded hamas to cut out the plo and the pflp except all the decades of doing so has fell apart in the last couple years. Hamas, Pflp and other factions have unified and coordinate with each other. Gaza may be physically separated from the west bank but they work in tandem with them. When hamas did its operation all the militant factions came out in confrontations with the iof. That's something that I think is wounding the israeli apparatus and why are they trying to instill so much fear into not only gaza but the west bank (as you know they are mass arresting thousands in the west bank, Jerusalem, and in the 48 territories and just airstriked a mosque in jenin...). I understand that alot of times that israels policy is to act brutal so they can provoke a reaction from the militants they want to find and exterminate, but i think they were caught off guard.

The same thing happened in 2021, they thought their brutality would keep things at bay but hamas fired rockets for sheikh jarrah and palestinians with Israeli citizenship in Lydda, Haifa, yaffa and so on rose up claiming their palestinian heritage. And since then occupation has intensified (more arrests, more invasions, more massacres). They think being more brutal will keep the status quo and if not, then whatever reaction they are looking for gives them pretext to be even worse. So I am contradicting myself here because I cannot predict why Israel does what it does, I just feel what a lot of palestinians are feeling and that is israel is at its end of its days.

That end will be violent. If this is israel at it's weakest, very unpopular at the world stage and over 4000 Palestinians murdered, then I am afraid what it will take to free palestine. I don't think it will happen with arab armies. I dont think a miracle will happen and iran will come to our aid. I think that israel is pushing all its power into subjugating palestinians and leaving its inside weak and weaker. I think israel will collapse into itself because their citizens don't feel safe. Their notions of security has collapsed. The boogeyman that was hamas is in its territory and the israeli regime, according to israeli news outlets, is working to evacuate cities near gaza. Which is unprecedented. These are insane times and this is my insane answer

#open to comments but not debate like i really cant predict the future guys #this is so fucking long

[padawansuggest]

Okay so I’m not reblogging the original post cause I made it sorta long and I don’t wanna clog up anyone’s dashes and such, but I have some more ideas. I tagged the post ‘Mandalorians adopt ferals’ and all posts with that will be tagged that too, so, follow that to find more.

I’ve decided that the Jedi creche has wookie creche masters (I don’t care what AU it is literally my fave characters of any AU will always be wookie creche masters. They give the BEST hugs and tell super old stories and even have pics of Yoda as a youngling) and so when a Mando’ade Wookie approaches Jaster and Jango to get their ferals something to eat and blankets, Jaster and Jango actually expect the ex-jetti to be a little more nervous about this massive wookie comin up on them.

But Xanatos and Obi-Wan were temple raised and that instills a lifetime of reaction in them. They are attentive and listen quietly to the nice wookie that just wants to give them blankets and food (they were super nice and gave Obi-Wan post-starvation portions but he’s kinda grumpy that Xanatos got more spices than him but he’s less likely to throw it up if they give him a little more flavor) and they’re finally warm and fed and ready to just… give up and let someone else fix this shit.

There are a lot of Sith headcanons out there and idk and idc about most of them, because I don’t really like any Sith AUs, but I like the idea that without the force to compound his anger, Xanatos is just beyond exhausted. He’s depressed and exhausted and can’t stop crying and self hatred and can’t stop thinking about what he’s done but also what Qui-Gon has done to him (and now, to Obi-Wan too) and he’s just done. That drive he had for revenge and power is just gone. He just wants to sleep a million years.

Obi-Wan, on the other hand, is sort of still terrified. He’s surrounded by Elders rn and he’s been running for his fucking life from just about everyone he meets for a solid 6 months now, he’s gone through torture and slavery and now that his collar is off again, he can FEEL the love and concern these adults are giving him, but it’s still terrifying.

He clings to Jango (and sort of Myles, who was the one to help remove the collar) because younger (tho still 20-22) and oddly enough, the nice wookie. He still grew up in the creche and him and Xanatos know that Wookies love cubs more than just about anything. So. Jango. Maybe Myles. Def the nice old Wookie who says he’s 1.6k years old. That’s mega old. And he supports the new Mand’alor???? So Jaster must be a good guy if he’s got support from a Wookie who also supported Tarre Viszla too.

By the time Dooku shows up it’s to see his ex-grandpadawan in a depressed slump on a cot (Jaster is swapping between running their forces to find the Death Watch so they can get off this planet and find some mind healers, and taking care of the tired man in his tent trying to become one with the mattress) and his OTHER ex-grandpadawan hiding from everyone except the alor’ade and a nice wookie who’s wrapped him up in blankets and such, lookin half starved and changed into someone’s kid’s overalls.

He is immediately a fuckin mess. His grandbabies went missing and he’s been petitioning the council to bar Qui-Gon from any more students for years and then his OTHER grandbaby goes missing and he finally finds them both lookin like life has used them and abused them and he was right!!! Qui-Gon needs to be barred from anymore kiddos!!!! He’s already ruined at least two!!!

He’s the one who’s finally able to coax Xanatos into a semblance of life again, mainly by creating a force bond with him as soon as Jaster lets him near enough, and Obi-Wan’s crying again because this is just gonna be one more master who leaves him behind for another student and he’ll never be good enough for anyone and Jango is trying to coddle him into calming down so Dooku makes a bond with Obi-Wan too and now Obi-Wan is hiding in Jango’s lap all embarrassed and refusing to come out cause he was crying like a baby over not getting enough attention and Dooku is gonna end up flailing here, he’s got his work cut out for him dealing with these two now. Oh god he’s got some fucking work to do.

Obi-Wan accepts Dooku being his and Xanatos’s stand in master till someone can come to take over their care later. Dooku says he kind of wants to bring in Master Sifo-Dyas for Obi-Wan, considering their gifts are similar enough, but he’s also asking Master Nu to come out with him (which perks Jaster right up cause the woman has blocked every number he’s sent her messages under and he just wants to see the goddamn archives in person plzzzzz) and tbh she might end up being the one to take Obi-Wan on with Sifo-Dyas together because it would be good for them.

Xanatos says he doesn’t wanna be a Jedi Knight so maybe just giving him to the mind healers is best, so now they have mind healers coming out too.

Anyways. Xanatos is depressed and Obi-Wan is a whiny baby who just REALLY wants to get the attention he never gets for once and as soon as Dooku realizes he can give Obi-Wan a bond with Jango and Jaster he’s fuckin gonna cause this kid deserves some attention for once and Obi-Wan is just so sad and self hating but also terrified of adults and he just deserves someone he can count on fully for once. He’s just a little guy. The nice Wookie is gonna be the best ba’vadu ever.

#Mandalorians adopt ferals #star wars #obi wan kenobi #xanatos du crion #jango fett #jaster mereel #master dooku #Obi wan in overalls and crying about wanting a hug is all I want in life #he has so many adults trying to love on him but he just wants a bond to know they’re safe

[anti-dni-archive]

I originally started looking at dni-archive's blog because i was FED UP with having to click on a person's bio too see if i can reblog a random shitpost i saw,and honestly?They are a dick.I understand not liking someone's dni,but posting that shit on a glorified cringe blog is rude.If i see a dni i fit in or a specific dni i don't like,i just block the user.Only a manchild has a breakdown over a dni and harrasses people over it.Also them refusing to remove posts if people ask them to gives a fat asshole vibe.Like it costs nothing to private a post and delete it because someone wanted to.Also don't get me started on some of the people who support them.I once saw the "i consume media critically" post,and my god,the notes were just full of assholes who act like if specifying you like media that is really flawed or perhaps controversial,but also that you don't condone or justify the objectebly bad stuff or bad writing in it makes you a "attention begger".Like,no it does not, it makes you a normal person, it makes you a person with common sense,i guess to their logic people can't like something unless they think its perfect 10/10 in their book.Either way,the blog runner and its supporters need to learn to simply block people and go away (like i do) if someone's dni lists sprinkles some hand sanitizer on their cuts

^

#testimonies #asks #anons

[jacquelinemerritt]

Dragon Ball Z: Abridged Episode 54 Review

Originally posted August 26th, 2016

The hum before shit hits the fan.

The Cell Games are presented to us as a combination of a threat and promise, which is appropriate, given both that cursory knowledge of the original series makes it clear that the games (and all the highs and lows associated with them) have been coming, and that Cell himself is setting them up as a corrupted version of the Dragon Ball Universe’s most famous and wholesome events, the World Martial Arts Tournaments.

Sometimes, having never seen the original show puts me at an interpretive disadvantage. This is definitely one of those times. Not having seen the original show here means that I can’t dissect the significance of this corruption, or understand it any further than simply knowing that it’s there. As such, I’m going to simply move on to the rest of the episode, but I invite discussion and exploration in the replies and reblogs, as I’d be very interested to know what might be going on at a thematic level.

The majority of this episode is not focused on the introduction of the Cell Games, however. It is instead focused on developing our heroes as they rest, specifically developing Trunks, Vegeta, and Krillin further thanks to their shared failure to stop Cell. Krillin particularly is shown to be more compassionate than we’ve ever seen him before, as he befriends Android 16 and takes him back to Dr. Briefs for repair, where we gain insight into the processes that make 16 the bird loving, Goku-murdering construct that he is.

Chi Chi is also given special attention in this episode. I have been defending Team Four Star’s portrayal of Chi Chi as deep and nuanced since I began reviewing this show, as they have consistently coded her to be overbearing towards Gohan, yes, but overbearing because she understands the actual stakes of allowing a child to be involved in battles for the fate of the world.

Now, finally, a year later, Team Four Star is given a chance to make that subtext into text, and they do so wonderfully, with Chi Chi giving a speech to our heroes about her desires for him to have better than a life of fighting and surviving off prize money.

It’s this moment of characterization that, when contrasted with the Chi Chi of Gohan’s nightmare, makes it clear why the nightmare is so horrifying. Nightmare Chi Chi, though only briefly appearing, has none of the underlying love or hope for Gohan that are present in his actual mother. Instead, she is replaced by a monster that threatens him with intense disappointment, listening to none of his concerns and refusing to accommodate his desires to fight.

It’s fitting then, that the ultimate monster in Gohan’s nightmare is his own father. Goku has yet to listen to any of his son’s concerns about fighting, constantly spurring him into dangerous situations with the implicit threat that he will be disappointed in his son if he doesn’t come out of them a better fighter (as evidenced by his extreme method for triggering Gohan’s first transformation into a Super Saiyan). Gohan’s nightmare is watching his own father tear away his greatest sources of support, calmly murdering both the father and mother who love him, Piccolo and Chi Chi.

Goku and Cell are the same threat to Gohan because both are putting him into danger that he wants no part of.

Rating: 4.5/5

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Stray Observations

“I’ve been watching the country music channel. Did you know country music is terrible?” Yes I did, Trunks, yes I did.

I am finally caught up with my reviews of Dragonball Z: Abridged. It’s a pretty incredible feeling.

This also means that I can finally go back and rewatch the entire show! I held off on doing so because I wanted reviews to be focused on the progression from each episode to the next (though this obviously didn’t stop me from watching new episodes as they came out). It’s gonna be fun to go back and watch these casually again, as I have missed that very much.

Oh, and for the curious, my current word count on all these DBZA reviews?

40,882.

#dragon ball z abridged #dragon ball z #team four star #tfs #dbza #dbz #dbze ep54 #and here we are #the last DBZA review i posted in 2016 #but not the last i posted #the next few pieces are entries into a queer media series i started #and a horror media series i started #both of which were to help me better understand both genres of films #they both fizzled out pretty quick #mostly because i was not in a stable enough situation to write consistently #but they were worthwhile experiences still

[my-strange-attraction]

I am a lesbian and I came across Lostryu’s post by way of a mutual of mine. I was curious and wanted to see your response. I have to say your rebuttal contains nothing of merit that could possibly fare as a proper argument. It’s chock full of contradictory statements and straight up lies. I am assuming you’re a USA resident, but the highest university with an LGBT+ population is Brown Univeristy; and only about 20-24% of people reported being LGBT+

As a fellow english major, it was painful to read. Constant contradiction with only half formed ideas; practically agreeing with Lostryu regarding the definition of lesbian only to backpedal…. And words do have meaning, that’s why we use them in our craft as wordsmiths. You can’t simply replace keywords with opposite definitions and expect your manuscript to make sense!

I also want to point out that you degendered Lostryu entirely, refusing to use correct pronouns. That in and of itself is very transphobic. I don’t really trust your judgment as it seems like you didn’t even care about reblogging from lesbian and transgender rape apologists.

I thought you might like to reflect on this, but I truly think you care more about your self-perceived moral superiority rather than actual people.

-🧁

Oh boy. Ok.

Well thanks for being so kind and civil and not attacking my character.

I know you don't trust me, but you gotta trust that a queerer school than Brown exists and I go to it. I can see where the confusion is, after doing a google search myself, because my school is pretty small and doesn't show up on a lot of searches for colleges in the US. I will give you that, after looking up the number myself, it's more like 50-70%, but I will tell you that less than a quarter of the people I know and talk to on a regular basis are straight and cisgender.

I'm not writing an english essay here, it's a tumblr post. If anything, this is a lot closer to how I would format a philosophy paper, which, if you've ever read one of those, are very rambly and have roundabout ways of getting to the point. Also, again, thanks for not attacking my character, here. Thanks for really respecting me and not discrediting my nearly completed degree. Really appreciate that.

I... have no words. I used they/them/theirs pronouns throughout the whole post, which, I cannot stress enough, are NEUTRAL pronouns. I use those pronouns for all people online, and I think most other people do too. Yes, I knew he used he/him and used they/them instead, but I also cut his username out of all my screenshots. I wasn't talking about him specifically, his post was just an excuse for me to explain a concept in depth, and explain why exclusionism such as what he was promoting is detrimental to the queer community as a whole.

I didn't include his username or @ him at all. It wasn't even meant for him to look at, really. He was an example, a nebulous person with an opinion I don't agree with. It wasn't personal, so I used neutral pronouns. I am really sorry it came across that way though, I never want to make anyone uncomfortable and I know pronouns are super important to pay attention to for some people. This is an actual sincere apology.

I don't think I'm morally superior, that's not the point. I don't argue with people on the internet in order to prove my opinions are right and that anyone else with different opinions has made a wrong and evil choice and is unredeemable as a person. Really this whole thing happened because the original post had some terfy red flags and even though op isn't a terf, I wanted to point it out so that people know how to spot it and avoid it.

And do I think it's bad for the community to exclude mspec lesbians? Yes, but I also understand where the frustration comes from. I don't think less of people who have that opinion, I just hope to change their minds, because I think a radically inclusive community is the best kind of community.

#god this post got long #i just. this whole exchange just makes me sad because theyre not even terfs #we actually have mostly the same opinions save for this one #his blog is pretty cool aside from the exclusionary stuff #but he and his followers dont want to try and understand where im coming from which is to be expected on the internet but still disappointi #oh well. i hope anyone who has been following this whole exchange got something valuable out of it #i almost didnt reply to this last anon but i did think it was important specifically to clarify the pronoun thing #i do feel really bad that it came across that way and it was never my intention #queer #genderqueer #labels #identity #cloudy rambles

[nekoannie-chan]

I can’t

Pairing: Steve Rogers X OFC (Kathleen).

Word count: 1058 words.

Summary: After the Snap many things changed in Kath and Steve's relationship until she realized she no longer loved him.

Warnings: Mean Steve, breakup.

A/N: This is my entry to @fluffyprettykitty​’s 1000 Follower Writing Challenge with scenario #48:

"I can’t keep playing house with you.”

@saiyanprincessswanie​

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2023

 Kathleen did not know how to feel after what had happened. For many months, no..., rather years, Steve practically did not live there anymore. He was not there when she needed it as promised, of course, not to mention that he forgot the last anniversary and when he wanted to "fix" it had already been a long time.

The idea that hovered in Kath's head for many weeks finally executed her and she felt better; however, she knew it was what was going to happen. She saw it in her premonitions, but she just didn't want to do anything about it. Perhaps because of what she once lived in the past, she still remembered those words she said and they were true. However, he did not know what he should do. Although he would probably soon discover it in some way and everything would improve, or that was what he liked to think; for the moment, he should think about how to solve what was coming.

She looked around the place. Her spell had worked well; everything seemed like when she lived there. Since when had Steve not gone to the house? She had about six months that she did not see him in that place, and he had not even noticed. Despite everything, I was certain that Steve would go that night. The most likely thing is that the conversation would be too uncomfortable, coupled with the fact that he probably would not remember what he signed. He would not remember it because she used her powers to get what she wanted, knowing that he would surely refuse or put many conditions and buts to avoid it. Of course, he didn't want to ruin his reputation, not after everything that happened, especially now that people loved him again. He had the attention he had always liked.

She felt the urge to leave, but at the same time, she was confused, of course, because what she had lost with the Snap now had returned. Even though in the days after that event, she told him everything, he did not care, not even what she felt; so, the safest thing was that she did not care what had happened after the last few days. So, Kath simply wanted to have a reason for what was coming. She could assure that on that occasion she would get it.

He was starting to despair, and at the same time, he should use his powers to "speed things up" and be able to end it once and for all.

She narrowed her eyes just to concentrate and check that it was Steve who had entered and not someone else. Her throat cleared when she realized that if it was him, she could not understand why she felt nervous if she already knew that everything was over a long time ago, even if they had not given her an end and she no longer had some feelings for which she was once her husband. She left the room. For a few seconds, she looked in the mirror that was in the hallway. She had not realized all the time she had lost. Maybe everything would have been different if she had done something instead of waiting, but that did not matter anymore, but now was the time. He went downstairs.

"Steven."

"Don't bother, I don’t want to stay. I just came for some things. I have a lot of work since we managed to fix everything," Steve replied.

"It's been a long time since you last came," Kath said. "I need to know what's going on, Rogers. You must have some reason or explanation for what has happened because it is not a situation that has occurred recently but for almost five years. I demand an explanation."

Steve put down the glass of water in his hand on the table and looked at her carefully. At that moment, he realized that it had been a long time since he last dared to look into her eyes. For a few minutes during an awkward silence, he began to think about what he should tell her. The time had come, to be honest. He looked up and looked at the beautiful brown eyes he had once loved.

Before continuing, Steve began to say, "I can't keep playing house with you." Before continuing, he took a breath. "I can no longer continue with this relationship. That's why I'm almost not at home. I'll leave. You can keep the house. I don't need it."

"Me neither. I'm tired, and I don't need to keep the house. It's yours. I don't need anything from you, but we do have to talk," Kath replied. "I don't love you anymore."

Steve lowered his gaze, never expecting to hear those words, and of course, the words hurt him. He didn't know what to do or say, or how to react. He always believed that she would love him no matter what happened and forgive him in any way. He didn't know what to answer, so he just turned around and walked out of the kitchen. He went up to what was the bedroom they used to share. He saw for a few minutes the photo albums. He was sure that he was not going to regret the decision he made. He would continue with his plans, but he was not happy with the results obtained so far. It was assumed that she would always be there for him.

He wanted to think that after executing his plan, she would feel hurt and stay with him. He thought he could convince her somehow. Things had to go the way he wanted. Since he was injected with the serum, it had always been like this. Although he did not deny that he had suspicions that a certain person had also influenced what happened minutes before, he had never been able to get rid of him. Even though Kath forgave that person for what he did, he was also going to forgive him. The only thing Steve was looking out for was that if he hadn't gotten rid of Rumlow, surely everything would have been different.

When Steve came down, he hoped that Kath was still there. However, there was no one anymore, but that didn't matter. He would continue with his plan.

#selenes writing challenge #selenes 1k celebration #Steve Rogers x OFC

[tellthemeerkatsitsfine]

There’s a thread on r/panelshow where people have started posting good Mock the Week clips in honour of this week being its last, I recommend checking it out if anyone wants a laugh. It’s already had me falling down some rabbit holes of fun YouTube clips. 

It freaked me out a bit for a second when I first saw it, because the Sara Pascoe and John Robins video that they linked in that post is one I edited from the original episode, I only made it to post on here but I wanted to put it in a reblog and you can’t upload videos directly to Tumblr that way, so I put it on YouTube and linked it. Seeing someone link to it in r/panelshow did give me a moment of, “Oh shit the Reddit people can see that I exist”. It’s an amusing video, though, if you like second-hand embarrassment and car crashes of an idea (said idea being going on a panel show with your romantic partner when your relationship has very nearly fallen apart completely) and feeling sorry for Rob Beckett as he cringed his way through sitting next to them.

I think my favourite clip I’ve revisited in these rabbit holes is the cities on legs one. People talk about Frankie Boyle’s comedy that’s based on extreme offensiveness, they forget that just as integral to its foundation is the absolutely pitch dark view of the future. So much of his material is based on being convinced that the world is going to end at any moment. When I watched New World Order last year, I posted about how in their first season that happened after COVID hit, Frankie looked more relaxed than I’d ever seen him. I feel like he was more comfortable existing in the world once the giant disaster he constantly expected had actually happened, and the world around him finally matched the one he saw all the time. I mean, obviously he exaggerates that perspective for comic effect, but I’m pretty sure it’s at least a bit genuine. He has actually had his career limited by the fact that he can never play in America because he refuses to go in an airplane, because his fear of technology is not 100% a joke.

The most intense Frankie Boyle gets is not actually finding the most creative uses for the word “cunt”, it’s: “Anyone who pays close attention to how the world’s going will know that environmentally, you should re-use your plastic bags to suffocate your children.”

[t4tnalu]

idk how to say this tactfully but, most people describe something that could majorly hurt “the economy” as crippling it. it’s a widely used phrase. should we maybe come up with a new term for this? absolutely yes. but one person on tumblr saying it does not mean that they are uniquely ableist.

Okay one, idk why you think that synonyms for the word don't already exist, and two, it wasn't really the inclusion of the word in the original post. It was the fact that after people brought it to their attention and asked them to change it they refused and started mocking people who were rightfully upset.

Which I said in the post. So unless you're reacting to my initial reblog of the post, in which I did not actually call op ableist yet because I was giving benefit of the doubt, you're being willfully obtuse.

I know you prefaced this saying you didn't know how to word this tactfully and like, I get that, but also this really did come across as condescending.

#asks #c slur

[armsofarceus]

The last time this blog reblogged an image was over a year ago. The last time it posted original content was over four years ago.

I am endlessly happy that my resources are still widely used and shared after all this time and that people appreciate the work I did here.

I still get asks from people who probably haven't paid attention to the timestamps. I'm not really planning on answering them, I'm sorry.

90% of the asks I get, and had gotten back when I was active, were "how do I establish a relationship with [this Pokémon]?" For every one of these asks all I did was look on Bulbapedia for all available information on the Pokémon in question and then abstract it outwards to things possible in real life.

While I'm glad this may have helped people it's honestly not the most mentally stimulating thing to talk about. I understand being new to something and unsure and wanting to seek advice from someone who seems to know more than you, but I guarantee that every single one of you is capable of answering those types of questions on your own. I mean this in the most empowering way possible.

One of the big reasons I stopped doing this is because of one odd encounter I had where someone messaged me on this blog. I won't divulge the personal details this person sent me, but they told me something along the lines of how a spirit was affecting them to the point of infringing upon their personal life and health.

They overshared a lot of stuff that I don't think any person wants dumped on them from a stranger, and I didn't reply because I feel like I was rightly weirded out by being approached like this. Especially considering they sent a follow up message sometime later telling me they were upset with me for not helping them through their spiritual crisis and that they would not "forgive me" for it.

I don't know any of you. None of you know me. That was one of the most uncomfortable one-sided interactions I've ever had in any Pagan-adjacent community. I believe in "magick" but this experience showed me that this stuff isn't like... fun and lighthearted for a lot of people and I refuse to be any sort of authority for anyone having any sort of problems in their life who want a spiritual answer to their problems. I started this for fun and seeing all the anxiety strangers brought to me over just how "real" all this was for them was too much for me. I won't say magick isn't real, but I think a lot of you guys need to take a step back and look at your lives more holistically.

I am a stranger running a blog about how picturing cartoon animals while cooking might make your food taste better. It's just that deep.

Anyway I really do appreciate the engagement I've had over the years otherwise. Sometimes I think about coming back and completing some of my "Magickal Properties" posts that are still very popular even now. But idk if I will. That said, if anyone wants to make work derivative of mine feel free to. Anything you use directly from me please credit by linking to this blog. Anything inspired by my work but ultimately containing content originally from your own mind doesn't need to be directly credited unless you feel like giving me a little shout out. There's not a lot on here I'd say I "own" except for the text of my posts as I've written them. As long as you're not copying and pasting my words and claiming them as your own you're probably fine.

Thanks for all your support over the years, even in my absence. I wish you all the best.

(And yes, I did really like Pokémon Legends: Arceus.)

[pens-swords-stuff]

One of the things that I get told by a lot of people is that the writeblr community is ignoring them. They are putting out their posts and original works, but because they are not getting the notes and responses they were hoping to receive, they think that they are being ignored.

This is such a deeply damaging and painful mindset for you to have, and it's also really unfair to the people around you.

I get it. It hurts when we don't get the validation, response, and encouragement we were hoping to have. It really, really sucks, and I'm so sorry that you're feeling lost and alone and confused about why people aren't reading your writing. Your writing is wonderful, and deserves more love than you feel like you're receiving right now. You're definitely not the only person feeling that way, and most of the people here can empathize with you. We're all struggling to get noticed.

But here's the thing: most people here aren't ignoring you.

*This post isn't talking about any malicious acts of bullying that might be happening which unfortunately does exist on Tumblr. This is talking more generally about the content and engagement on this website.

Here's the definition of the word ignore:

refuse to take notice of or acknowledge; disregard intentionally.

Ignoring someone means that we see someone, and we pretend not to see them. It means going out of our way to exclude someone because we don't like them.

I promise, most people in the writeblr community aren't seeing your URL and your posts and saying "Oh ew, it's this person again. I hate them and I think they suck, so I'm not going to interact with them."

The Writeblr Community is massive. There are easily hundreds and thousands of writeblr blogs that use the tag. With the wonky tagging system, and the tumblr algorithm, it is so, so easy for posts to fall through the crack. There are thousands and thousands of posts with the #writeblr tag that you are competing against for attention.

When you scroll through your dash, do you like and/or reblog every single post you see? Do you remember every single blog that pops up on it? Do you follow every single writeblr blog you see? How many times are you actively choosing to ignore posts? I would guess not very often. You're just scrolling on through, and sometimes a posts catches your eye, and sometimes it doesn't and you forget about it by the time you're two posts down.

Even with DMs and asks — people have a lot on their plates. Tumblr isn't always a priority for people, and maybe they don't have the time and energy to respond. Maybe they never receive it because it got lost. Maybe they intend to reply and forgot to, and now it's too late to respond and they feel super awkward and bad about it. There are a lot of reasons why you might not get a response, and as much as it sucks, chances are, it's not done maliciously.

You have a lot of love and support to give, and some amazing creativity and writing to offer. It's really unfortunate that it's not being noticed, and it can really hurt to see something you've put a lot of effort into and have it not get the response that you're hoping for. Tumblr is a fickle place, and with engagement dropping lower, it can be really hard to get the community that we're all hoping to find here.

That being said, I can't help but feel like people who say that they are being ignored are carrying a lot more hurt than they need to. Feeling like you are being ignored or excluded can hurt your self-esteem, or build up a lot of anger and it's a really awful feeling.

Chances are, most people aren't ignoring you. Most people are not out to get you, and they are not trying to exclude you specifically from the community because they don't like you. It's much more likely that you're just getting a little lost in the shuffle because there is a lot going on in tumblr at any given moment.

This isn't your fault, and this isn't anyone else's fault either.

It hurts so much to feel like you're not being seen, and that's absolutely valid. I'm sorry that you're feeling that way, it's a terrible, awful way to feel. I can reassure you however, that most people would love to get to know you; they just might not have noticed you yet. I can reassure you that most people are not purposefully excluding you either.

The community doesn't hate you. People don't hate you. You are wonderful, your presence here should be cherished, you have so much to offer to the community, I think that you absolutely belong here, and I'm sure that other people would agree too.

I hope you find the friends and the interaction that you're hoping for someday soon! It might take some persistence, luck, and some shaking of your fists at the tumblr algorithm, but I know that your people are out here somewhere.

Until then, try to remind yourself that people are most likely not ignoring you. They're just missing a lot of the cool stuff you're doing because it's really easy to miss things on this website. Someday, someone will notice and will appreciate it as much as you do. You just need to keep trying until then.

Good luck! I'm rooting for you.

#writing #writeblr #writing community #writers #writeblr community #writblr #writerblr #writingblr #writeblr advice #undine speaks

[qvincvnx]

don't reblog this because im still articulating my thoughts and am basically just thinking out loud

this is the last thing i have to say about this really but i do think it's disingenuous and bad-faith to compare what i would characterize as significant missteps within a good faith attempt to later refusals to listen leading to active and/or malicious bigotry. like, while the goblins are fucked up, im not going to say that some lady writing fantasy and leaning on fairly standard tropes for the genre is doing anything THAT much worse than tolkien making his dwarfs semitic and gold-greedy, especially when she fully did also give harry a jewish classmate. like, it's not GREAT, but it's not intrinsic proof that she was always going to turn out evil or that her books are beyond redemption or whatever. they definitely got worse over time - but also before all the books came out people didn't KNOW what was going to be in them (obviously) but like. im not sure exactly how to express this. i guess my point is, the books were kind of milquetoast representation; it was a good faith but profoundly insufficient attempt. it's easy to point back to OBVIOUS missteps now that we've seen her double down to make further mistakes in sequel and bonus content, and radicalize, but frankly if she hadn't turned out to be a TERF attempting to leverage her social capital for bigotry, i genuinely doubt that so much attention would be paid to her earlier missteps.

it's just like. people are trying to find clues that could justify her later turning, and certainly i can find some; frankly, i find her fat phobia significantly more galling and revealing of a sort of fundamental biological essentialism than, for example, the goblins. like. there are issues of antisemitism in hp, it's just that i really genuinely don't think it's the goblins. certainly before DH (which i only read once, on release day, did not enjoy, and have never returned to). i have way more issues with hermetic / alchemic magic as history, cooption of actual history and historic antisemites as culture heroes while erasing jewish history, similarly: holocaust narratives with no jewish characters, and representations of various human characters who fall into antisemitic tropes as proof of their supposed evil. but people aren't interested in doing any sort of deeper analysis of ... issues in HP other than "a fantasy author ineffectually used clumsy metaphors for social issues" which like. welcome to reading fantasy. she is not outstandingly terrible with respect to that! the thing that makes her terrible is NOT that she did a bunch of stuff that is bad but not exceptional, the thing that makes her terrible is that she unilaterally refused to learn or apologize, and then on top of that went and became a terf.

was only talking about antisemitism in this post bc that's what's relevant to me and because it makes me sooo frustrated to see the goblins trotted out as convenient proof that hp was always irredeemable when what it's guilty of is "clumsy genre fiction metaphors" and not "virulent bigotry". i just think it's genuinely irresponsible (and frankly not a little insulting!) to conflate the two.

similarly i guess there's a LOT of latent / internalized (?) sexism in hp, which does not get discussed in fandom contexts, even though it was the thing i DID notice when i was reading these as a little kid with no awareness of like... stuff like this in books. which is so weird to me! because you'd think it would be as relevant to her understanding of hashtag what feminism is as anything else is.

and just to be clear im saying this as someone who hasn't spent money on hp stuff since i would guess 2008 and who has been reading multiple fan fictions since before '08 that have at this point been running for longer than jkr spent publishing the original series. i am not interested in pottermore, any bonus content, or future works, like at all, and haven't paid any attention to them beyond knowing they're not really anything id be interested in in the first place and then later hearing secondhand how like stupid and racist and terrible they were and having absolutely no interest in pursuing it further.

again don't reblog this im just thinking

#it's just so insane to me that people will fully sit down like she is inherently and immutably evil at all points in her personal timeline #the books are just books. they're NOT perfect and have many issues but that is definitely not what people are doing here #they are JUST books. #they're literally just books. they are not a mechanism for hate speech.

[multifandomterrors]

The Orpheum Theory

This little essay is inspired by my own post and the additions made by sunsetnerve and norakeinwitz. Thanks for your additions to my little theory I loved reading them.

Now, I understand that at the end of the day, this is a kids show. It’s made for kids. However, the demographic didn’t really end up what they thought it was going to be. So this is just a theory I came up with because I think like a college student, so I analyze like a college student. At the end of the day, it’s a theory. Could be a reach for a kids show, but it’s a thematically sound theory when analyzed like a regular piece of art.

Julie and the Phantoms is full of hidden symbolism and many different motifs. The motif we will be discussing today is: The Orpheum Theater.

As we know, the Orpheum is a huge component of the show and the big climax revolves around the Phantoms being able to play “the show they never got to play.” At first glance, it’s just a theater where musicians play. Well, your friendly neighborhood creative writing major is here to show you otherwise.

First, let’s talk about motifs and symbols for those who are unaware of the difference.

Symbols - signify an idea or emotion e.g. red stands for blood

Motifs - a recurring element or idea that repeats throughout a piece of work e.g. stairs in Bong Joon Ho’s Parasite.

A motif is a symbol, but a symbol is not necessarily a motif.

The biggest motif present in JATP is the use of butterflies but that’s a different discussion for a different post.

Another motif that may go unnoticed is the Orpheum Theater.

This venue is mentioned multiple times throughout the season and is the climax of the show. Let’s talk symbolism.

If it were any other theater, I would’ve just went “Nah they just want to play the show of course, it’s their dream.” However, what stuck with me was how the Orpheum is presented in JATP. (It looks nothing like the actual Orpheum Theater in LA by the way).

The theater is tiny. It looks like it could have a capacity of 50 people. 75 if we’re being generous. This begs the question, why this Orpheum? Why not the Roxy? The Dolby Theater? The Greek? Why specifically this tiny venue? Why not aim for a larger theater?

Next, we have to look at its name. Orpheum. Does it look familiar?

Orpheum means “House of Orpheus.” As in the Orpheus of Orpheus and Eurydice. For those of you who are not into Greek mythology and stories or if you just haven’t heard of the musical, Hadestown, let me give you a (very) brief rundown of the story.

Orpheus is a musician who is in love with Eurydice. Eurydice dies a tragic death and finds her way to the Underworld to be with Hades, god of the dead. Orpheus, understandably, is heartbroken by this. So he finds a way to travel to find Eurydice and Hades. He strikes a deal with Hades. If he could lead Eurydice out of the Underworld, she’ll live again. The catch? Orpheus cannot turn around. He just has to trust that she’s following him. In the end, Orpheus doubts himself at the last second (like literally “maybe a few feet away from the exit” last second) and turns around. Eurydice was actually following him the whole time, but he failed. She stays dead.

Now let’s discuss parallels.

Julie = Orpheus

talented musician

in love with a person who died tragically

desperate to save them

Luke = Eurydice

dead

trapped by a person who controls the dead

Caleb = Hades

controls the dead

Caleb owns the souls of the people in the Hollywood Ghost Club

Hades is the god of the dead

therefore, Hollywood Ghost Club = Underworld

Now this is where I explain how this parallel and motif play into the show with my own original theory and the modified theories due to the additions of sunsetnerve and norakeinwitz. Again, thanks for reblogging with them!

Theory 1

We’re aware of the parallels. We’re aware of the original story and how season 1 played out. Originally, I felt as if this motif would play out further into the show. I felt as if this were the foundation of a bigger fight between JATP and Caleb. Eventually, Julie would have to try and save Luke from the HGC and Caleb and ultimately fail (because I love angst but I will throw in some “kids show” magic and say that Luke is fine in the end). But let’s go with a happier ending.

Theory 2

This was brought to my attention by sunsetnerve. In her reblog, the Orpheum theory made its run through the first season only. This also makes sense, taking into account the scene with You Got Nothing to Lose. This is when Caleb takes hold of Luke and the other Phantoms. Julie brings them back (somehow) for Stand Tall. Here is where JATP will diverge from the original Greek story. Orpheus fails. Julie succeeds. If you’re an Harry Potter fan, think of it like that old Tumblr post that describes how Harry and his friends were parallels of James and his friends, only they were better and they learned from the past. Julie is Orpheus, the difference is that she knows better. Now we introduce the lyrical genius of the songwriters.

Let’s take another look at the Orpheus and Eurydice summary. In order to save Eurydice, Orpheus cannot turn around.

With that in mind, let’s take a look at the lyrics to Stand Tall.

“Cause everything is rushing in fast

Keep on going, never look back.”

Julie sings a line about not turning around. Once again, Julie is Orpheus, she just knows better.

She thinks she can help free them from Caleb. Julie already thinks that she’s lost the Phantoms. Orpheus thinks he can help free Eurydice from Hades. He refuses to believe he’s lost her. Julie is at peace, Orpheus is not.

Julie performs at the Orpheum even though she thinks it’s too late. She doesn’t hesitate. And when she was tested and she doubted, she did not let it overtake her. Orpheus was tested and he was consumed by the paranoia.

Julie kept going. She didn’t turn around.

Orpheus stopped. He turned around.

The result? Julie saves the Phantoms from Caleb. Orpheus loses Eurydice to Hades.

Julie wins.

Theory 3

This was presented to me by norakeinwitz who noticed the Orpheus connection too. They added on to both mine and sunsetnerve’s points. Except they played more towards the idea that despite the fact Julie knows better, Julie is still Orpheus. She can’t help it.

Julie performs. She doesn’t stop. She erases her doubt. The Phantoms perform at the Orpheum.

Julie doesn’t turn around then. She turns around later.

At the end of the day, Julie is still Orpheus.

She goes back to the studio anyway. She turns around to look at them one more time.

Now here are my thoughts about this.

Julie turns around, but not for the same reasons as Orpheus.

Orpheus let doubt into his mind. All he had to do was trust that Eurydice was following him. He was tested, he panicked, he looked back. He turned around before the tunnel ended because he was afraid that she was gone.

Julie erased her doubt. She didn’t let it in. She pressed forward even with the idea that she’s never seeing them again. She was tested, she panicked, she didn’t look back…yet. She looked back after she left the Orpheum and went straight to the studio instead of going straight to bed. She turned around after the tunnel ended because she made peace with the fact that they were gone.

Orpheus turned around because he was clinging to fear. Julie turned around because she let go of fear.

She made peace with death. As a result, she saved the Phantoms.

Orpheus was angered by death. As a result, he lost Eurydice.

Julie is Orpheus, but Orpheus is not Julie.

They follow the same path, but Julie made it to the end.

#julie and the phantoms #jatp #julie molina #luke patterson #caleb covington #julie and the himbos #charlie gillespie #madison reyes #orpheus #eurydice #hades #julie jatp #luke jatp #reggie jatp #alex jatp

[martyrgargoyle]

MASTERPOST TO THE TYLER JOSEPH SITUATION FOR ANYONE CONFUSED!

On September 2nd, 2020, Tyler Joseph tweeted this:

Before this post Tyler has never spoken up about BLM. Many of his fans, especially POC have been asking him to please voice and show support since he has a large influence. Instead, he chose to downplay a movement based on the minority having the courage to face their oppressors that have brutalized and discriminated against them and demand change. Instead of holding this movement as serious and important as it is, he chose to make it a punchline to his insensitive and self centered joke and mocking the people that are risking their lives fighting for a difference.

Tyler Joseph has an estimated net worth of 20 million. That's 20,000,000. He also benefits from being white, cis (and het passing/straight), male, and physically abled. He won't risk being homeless due to being fired (other people signed to the same label has spoken out) or kicked out/evacuated if he spoke out. He won't risk brutalization by the police for speaking out. He would not risk being shot point blank for speaking out. All of these, and more, have happened to people that's fought for BLM. Protesters have been tracked down and arrested and killed. Yet a man with as much privilege as him refused to say anything this entire time.

He is in the position and has power to speak out and influence thousands with his platform and being an idol to a lot of younger teens that take his word as fact and will defend him. This is incredibly dangerous because it starts and gives a pass for racist mindset to younger people, meaning they could think BLM is a joke or not serious or lead to even worse racist thoughts due to them wanting to be like their idol.

Then Tyler proceeded to post this rant on mental health about 40 minutes after being criticized by many fans:

Okay so I have a lot of thoughts on this and dissecting his s*icide baity and victimizing rant.

1. While using humor can be a valid coping mechanism, it has a time and place as well as a subject matter. For me I can say a dark joke on my past abuse. But for someone else, it is not their right to make my trauma their entertainment. Especially if that person is someone that didn't/doesn't face the same trauma and is in a position to benefit from it.

2. Why is supporting BLM such a burden on him? He doesn't face the discriminated they do yet act as if they're a burden if he cannot make their suffering an entertainment. He acts as if saying Black people shouldn't be killed due to their race harms him and he's suffering due to it. Instead of even remaining silent (which is violent and dangerous as well), he went out of his way specifically to mock the movement.

3. He's weaponizing mental health as an excuse for his tone death joke. He's trying to make himself seem the victim for facing backlash and when he first posted these, it was spaced out and had a s*icide baity feel. He shouldn't put POC down to uplift mental health, both are such important issues but instead....

3. He says reminding us what he's 'fighting' for, which apparently is just mental health. But what about POC's mental health, in this case? What about a Black person being depressed and drained and scared because they see their family and friends being killed only due to their race? And on top of that, having to worry if it happens to them as well while constantly grieving? Is that not important or 'worthy' of his support? Or is he admitting he only 'fights' for something that'll cater to and provide for him as well? And that if he can't benefit, he won't care or deem it something worthy to fight for and that he doesn't care? He can't use his mental illness/your shtick as a reason why you will excuse and ignore (and cater to) racism.

But most controversial and insensitive of all he tweeted this with it:

Here he is upfront and clearly defending his joke, despite being told and aware of how insensitive it was. He is admitting he doesn't care about POC feelings or how it impacts them and the way his original tweet has hurt his fanbase. He is defending his mocking of the BLM movement and the people actually fighting while being less privileged than him. He is saying his feelings and his joke means more than POC dying for no reason other than their skin color. He is defending his insensitive tweet knowing it has hurt POC.

He is bluntly being racist and aware of it.

And finally, he tweeted the damage control:

And this is just as repulsive and wrong as his mental health excuse.

1. It was about human rights. There's no way to excuse or lie or downplay it. He literally made a joke about his POC fans begging him to show support and use him platform given his privilege and influence. He can't lie his way through this to excuse himself or try to make people that were understandably upset look like over reacting fools.

2. No room for that? People never said he has to only talk on BLM. If he's waiting for it to stop mattering or trending, it's disgusting. Black lives will ALWAYS matter, it doesn't change based on the hashtag trending or it gaining more attention. He acts as he can't care about two different things or that Black lives doesn't matter as much as a subject that affects you. No one said he can't talk and continue to bring awareness to mental health and for many POC it's more important than ever to have resources and support since they live in a world with a society literally designed to kill and target them. Instead of tweeting one thread or link to donations or awareness to the discrimination Black people face daily; Tyler made a joke, defended it despite it hurting POC, then threw a tantrum for an excuse on why he could never be assed to even pretend to care that much.

3. If it hurted someone? POC were literally telling him from the start it was harmful and damaging. He DID hurt POC but he didn't listen or care until he realized how damaging it is for his career? He isn't sorry he hurt POC, he's sorry he has hurt his career and reputation in exposing his immaturity regarding serious issues. He's ignoring and shifting blame and finally doing even below bare minimum. From the very first tweet to him defending it, he has alerted and told on himself for placing his feelings above Black lives. He deemed a joke on the expense of BLM meaning more than actual Black people's feelings.

Debby Ryan and Josh Dun has both liked his original tweet:

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As well as these tweets he has had a questionable history. Involving:

Racist tweets from 2015 he never apologized for.

Anti-black lyrics such as in Lane Boy:

'I wasn't raised in the hood

But I know a thing or two about pain and darkness'

And while that can be and is a reference to how mental illness impacts even privileged, it just doesn't sit right with me personally.

He also uses hip hop and rap (a genre specifically tied in and dominated by Black artists and labeled as not real music/easy musix), per example of Heavydirtysoul (just entire second half is continuously putting rap artists down) and Holding Onto You, quoting the song 'Lean Wit It, Rock Wit It' by Dem Franchize Boyz to be below him. (Bridge 2, line one)

Tyler has also refused to publicly disagree with his brother's racist, transphobic, homophobic, right-winged views.

Has not spoken about police brutality before, such as ignoring it until a police officer got killed back in 2016.

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cue emotional post!

uhhhh henloe! making this post has me on the verge of tears so please bear with me.

if you think i’m making this post as my version of “emotional otb admin who confesses their undying love for other admins”, then you’re absolutely right.

can i start by saying, i love you all???? now that you know that fact, let’s go ahead. i have never celebrated pride before. it was joining the 1d fandom that led me to explore different identities, that confirmed that i wasn’t a cishet girl. the fandom gave me the courage to ask myself questions, and find answers to them. it gave me courage to change my name, my labels, my pronouns, as i kept on learning more about myself. it introduced me to the queer community, something i had never been exposed to before. i have to thank louis for this. becoming his fan has changed my life. when OTB released, it felt like my “oh” moment. though it took me months after that to actually come out, the song gave me the push i required. which is why, i was overjoyed when i got the opportunity to work on this project.

we had a shit-ton of setbacks, leading to tears and frustration and angry keysmashes. huge UAs that could have changed the course of the project refused to respond to us. twitter was the absolute worst. they thought we were trying to push the attention away from Project KMM, when in reality KMM had died before it even began. before we even began. many people didn’t even know there was a project for OTB. personally for me, it was the worst month of my life. my life was once again torn apart.

through all of this, though, this project was the thing that kept me alive. it gave me a reason to power through the worst of days. it gave me a reason to ignore everything else going wrong in my life and focus. it gave me a reason to not scream when my mother laughed at homophobic jokes, because i knew i had to stay alive for this project.

the friends i made in this time feel more like my family now, instead of my biological one. so this is a post for all of you.

@dyingstars-x : seven!! they came up with the original idea. i don’t know what queer louie spirit possessed you, but i’m so so so glad you decided to post this. that one post had my mind dancing in circles and bursting with ideas. they have been the best parent to all of us, looking over everything, coming up with concepts in a few hours’ time, keeping us sane. idek how to put it into words but mostly- seven’s contribution has been priceless.

@saintqueer : JORDANNNNNNNN!! while all the admins have been working super hard and being amazing, hear me out- jordan is the backbone of this project. she reached out to seven, and within just a few hours of us confirming the project, they got to work!! their twitter talents are unmatched, trust me. she’s been so good at dealing with the UA drama; i truly could never. they also made tiktoks!! i want to say so much but i can’t formulate my thoughts. but you should all hail jordan. they just make me go dshfdkjfkdjhskfndk

@rainboww-paradise : mimi! despite her busy schedule she took out so much time to brainstorm with us in the first few days. (we literally said hi to each other and started brainstorming for themes it was a Mess). she kept on making time to make amazing graphics, and share gorgeous ideas, as well as being a person you can always rely on for motivation.

@thosefookinavacados : A!! they made all the wonderful playlists you can use, as well as handling the drabble fest with me. we were both diving into it with no idea of what to do, but we figured it out together. they’ve been the most hilarious companion in this.

@herefortommo : emma!! she gave you the streaming updates every day, as well as making those uquizzes???? it was really fucking hard, i don’t know how they managed to come up with so much. they always shared tumblr asks and all the nice comments you left on our uquizzes, and it was so much fun to read them. she also figured out how to use shazam and tiktok and deezer 😭

@1dwoodchuck : nicky!! she handled twitter most of the time, and she was SO good at it. like, seriously. she found out more about the UEFA league and kept coming up with creative ideas for tweets. she kept talking to UAs and roped most of them in to help us ✨✨

@fishandfrog and @secretheartmp3 who both helped us a lot at the start, even though they were busy afterwards 💕

honourable mentions to @staff for including us, UnitedByPop for writing an article about us, promoting it so many times, and including it in their monthly round-up. they did so much for us. also!!!! i was looking forward to this- a huge huge thank you to @dailytomlinson , especially cristal @ltyear for helping us when literally no one would. they’ve boosted our posts so many times and supported us, and it means a lot. you’re now my favourite UA. mwah.

special thanks to @thetriangletattoo , flo, who was basically part of the team without being a part of the team. she was so so so supportive of us, making gorgeous art, and giving us permission to share it on that bird app! they always used their twitter account to use our hashtags and boost our tweets. we always shared those tweets in the server, and every time we confessed our undying love for her. they were even featured in the staff post, and that’s huge! she was literally the sweetest angel ever, and we love them a lot ✨ (ps they also introduced the found family trope to this project, so yes flo, now you are my family)

lastly, a huge thank you to all the content creators of this fandom, whether you made fanart or gifs or graphics or wrote a fic. this was all made for you. sharing love and kindness is what fandom is about, and i hope this month highlighted that. this fandom has become my home, and i’m so happy that i get to share it with you wonderful people. thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for taking part, giving this project your time, and making this happen. thank you to everyone else who participated, whether it was boosting tweets or streaming or simply reblogging posts. your contribution is priceless.

thank you.

love, rae

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Obsession ||Yandere!Alec Volturi x Female Reader|| Part 1

Warnings: Yandere!Alec, obsessive behaviour, unhealthy relationships and implied non-con later on. This is possibly one of the darkest fics I have ever written so please be aware if controlling behaviour, gaslighting etc. If this is triggering to you, do not read this fic. This and posts like this one will be tagged under dark themes so please feel free to block that tag if you do not want to see content like this in the future. 

The following link will take you to a Citizen’s Advice Page that have resources regarding Domestic abuse and violence. They detail various organisations offering support, refuge and advice for both women and men in abusive situations, however these only apply to the UK. 

https://www.citizensadvice.org.uk/family/gender-violence/domestic-violence-and-abuse-getting-help/ 

I am from the UK and therefore am not sure about what resources may be available internationally, however I know many of you are from places outwith the UK. If you have any resources you know of that would be useful or helpful to add here then please do! You can reblog this post with link in or message me a link to have me edit it into the original. I will post this link and any that get added in all three parts of this fic that I post. 

Words: 3116

Summary: A request for @tiger-khans-blog Savings your sister’s boyfriend was an act of kindness, something you had done out of the goodness of your heart, but hadn’t they always said the road to hell is paved with good intentions?  Alec is aged up to 16 in this fic.

Part 2: When You’re Lost I’ll Leave My Gaslight On 

Part 3: These Violent Delights 

It had been near constant since you’d entered the room.

His eyes were the most piercing ruby red – until they weren’t. The onyx colour had followed you ever since you’d set foot in the throne room, a sharp inhale being the extent of his communication with you. If he wasn’t so damn creepy he might have been handsome, with his shock of dark hair framing a pale face with all the sharp, angular cheekbones and jawline of a model. He was taller to, definitely taller than you by at least half a head, but his stare was piercing and completely at odds with his otherwise apathetic expression. He showed no emotion at all yet the way he looked at you…it was like the whole world revolved around you and only you. There was hunger and excitement and need and envy and a whole host of other emotions in his eyes. It had made you so uncomfortable you’d gravitated towards Alice as best you could, but the whole plan had gone out of the window when the hulking mass of muscle they called Felix started towards your sister.

Isabella Swan was two years older than yourself, but for most of your life she had been the one taking care of you. Renée hadn’t planned on having a second child but like so many other things in her life, you were a complete accident. As loving as your mother was, she wasn’t necessarily fit to take care of one child, never mind two. Bella was the one who had helped with homework, who had crawled into your bed with you when you had nightmares or were sick. To see Felix coming straight for her was like something straight out of a nightmare and you’d moved without thinking. One minute you were facing the taunting smirk of a mountain man and the next the room had blurred, and your vision was filled with the furious stare of the boy who had been watching you all day.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he hissed. His grip on the tops of your arms tight enough to bruise. You winced, wide eyes filling with tears, and in the next second the boy had released your arms and moved to tenderly cup your face. “Shhh, shhhh sh sh, it’ll all be over soon.” He promised, thumbs stroking your cheeks while you tried to squirm out of his grip. His eyes hardened, clearly unhappy with you trying to escape him. You could only see him, his face the only thing in your vision, but you could hear what sounded like rocks colliding, granite smashing. Your body trembled, anxiety filling you up. It wasn’t clear if the boy was more upset with your trying to get out of his grip than your interference with Bella’s execution, but those coal black eyes never lost their laser focus on you.

“Alec?” the petite blonde beside him sounded thoroughly confused while you fought off a shudder. You hated how his name sounded so appealing. Everything about him was enticing, even his scent, but he terrified you beyond belief with the way he was acting.

“Is it the noise? Would you prefer not to see? To hear?” he asked. In the next second it was all gone, like the world had fallen away around you. You couldn’t see, couldn’t hear; you were left screaming in your own head with absolutely no idea if you were still in that awful, awful room or if your soul had mercifully fled your body before you could feel any pain. There was simultaneously nothing and everything, an endless abyss of silence and the imprecise, ever-shifting image of what you thought you remembered the Volturi’s throne room to look like wavering in your head.

Being left alone with your imagination was somehow worse than seeing the actual thing. In your mind Bella was torn in half, one hand stretched towards you while the other remained in Felix’s grip. Alice was trapped by Demetri, Felix holding Edward by the throat. Then the scene would shift and Bella was limp in his arms with Felix’s mouth attached to her neck, both Cullen’s dead and Alec descending on you with that insane stare of his. There were too many ways to envision what mutilation might have occurred and you were beginning to drive yourself insane with them when suddenly the darkness faded.

You blinked rapidly, unsure if what you were seeing was real since it was so blurred. A gentle hand dabbed rough wool beneath your eye and you realised the world looked so watery because you had been crying. Alec used the sleeves of his jacket to dry your tears. Bella was watching you with horror filled eyes, your trembling body almost giving way as you fought the urge to run – you were sure Alec would just drag you back. You could feel his breath on the side of your face. He clearly didn’t understand the concept of personal space.

“Mesmerising, to see what you have seen before it has happened.” Aro murmured, stroking Alice’s hand before she pulled it back with a clearly forced smile.

“But what will.” She reminded him. He clapped his hands, looking so joyful you were left utterly paralysed with confusion. Did he not understand how terrifying this all was? Had he not seen the sheer crazy that was waiting to burst forth out of the boy holding you back? His behaviour was erratic, completely at odds with the rest of the refined and well disciplined Guard. How could Aro not see?

“Yes, yes it’s quite certain, you are free to leave.” Aro informed them. Your breath escaped you in a rush and you immediately tried to dash for your sister. Bella had opened her arms straight to you and the safe haven was so close, yet so far. Alec didn’t let you take a step, hauling you back against his chest and burying his nose in the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply.

“No you don’t, I’ve waited too long.” He grumbled. You struggled frantically, the tears springing to your eyes again as Caius tried to protest his brother’s decision. You had drawn the attention of most of the Guard and the man you knew to be Marcus by now though, the brunette king looking somewhat sympathetic towards you. For a man with no respect for human life to look at you like that could most certainly not be a good thing.  

“What are you doing brother? Let the foolish thing go.” Jane said, reaching for his arm. His head snapped up, a growl rumbling through his chest into your spine. If looks could kill, you had no doubt the petite blonde would have burst into flame then and there, bursting into a thousand pieces with the intensity of the danger in his glare.

“Bella!” you whimpered. His hold was like having an iron beam wrapped around your torso, two strong arms refusing to let you move so much as an inch from his chest. It didn’t make sense, none of it did, why was he so obsessed with keeping you near? Did he want you dead? He couldn’t, he’d had plenty of chance to do so by now and hadn’t taken a single opportunity to hurt you on purpose. So what was his problem with you?  

“Alec, dear one, is something the matter?” Aro asked, eyes glistening.

“Aro.” His brother held a hand out to him and the black haired leader flashed towards him while you continued to struggle, your frustration mounting.

“Let me go!” you cried, You stomped on his foot – nothing. You threw your elbow back into his ribs – nothing except a sore elbow for you. You tried to pry his arms away from your body – nothing.

“No.” he hissed. You squeezed your eyes shut.

“Let me go! Please! Let me go!” you begged.

“I said, no.” he repeated, his voice ice cold. Your heart rabbited in your chest, the nausea in your throat rising until you were sure you were on the verge of throwing up. You could barely breathe and it wasn’t just his tight grip that was the problem. There was a panic attack looming on the horizon for you if he kept this up.

“Please, let her go, she’s done nothing wrong. Aro said we were free to go.” Bella tried. She took a step towards you and with one swift jerk he had turned his back on her. You screamed, your limbs fatigued and losing strength with every hit.

“I’m afraid young Y/N will not be going home with you,” Aro’s voice was soft, “To separate them would clearly only cause harm. Alec cannot leave his mate.” You froze in his grip, fingers curling into the fabric of his jacket as you lip trembled. Mate? Mate? What the hell did that even mean? Animals mated, not humans! Was that what he was implying? The boy was so horny for you he wouldn’t let you leave? The fear that gripped you was utterly paralysing as you thought of a thousand different scenarios that made you want to be utterly sick with the horror of them; your choices taken from you, your voice inconsequential as he did things to you you never consented to.

“She’s my sister! Please, I’ve looked after her since she was born, you can’t just-“

“And from this day forth she’ll be looked after by me. She is mine.” Alec snarled quietly. He didn’t seem to notice you’d gone completely rigid in his grip.

“Alec her father will be devastated, she hasn’t even finished school, if you keep her here you’ll just make her unhappy.” Edward tried to reason with him, but he merely tightened his grip on you. You cried out, a sharp pain ripping through your midriff as he almost choked the life from you. The blonde-haired Guard appeared in your line of sight then, his expression somewhat concerned as you struggled to force air into your lungs. If Alec could hear you rasping for air he didn’t show it.

“Alec, old friend look at her,” he coaxed. Alec had done plenty of looking at you, you didn’t want him to look anymore. You shied away from his gaze, head ducking and hair falling between you. Shuddering gasps escaped you as your heart began to roar in your ears, a sure sign there wasn’t enough oxygen getting into your lungs. One arm moved from around your waist but you were too scared to move away from him now, his freezing cold fingers gently brushing your hair back. You flinched.

“She’s mine, Demetri.” He insisted, frowning like a petulant child who was being threatened with their favourite toy being taken from them. Demetri nodded his head.

“She is, and yet she flinches from you. You are scaring her Alec, and she will most definitely bruise if you keep holding her so tight, that’s I she doesn’t suffocate first. Do you want that for your mate? Do you wish to hurt her? To make her fear you?” he questioned. Alec gave a soft wince, immediately loosening his grip.

“I’ve hurt you?” he asked, looking a lot like a wounded puppy now. You swallowed past the lump in your throat, not trusting your voice to remain steady and simply nodding in response. His eyes were still wide with conflicting emotion, but Demetri seemed to be getting through to him at least. You were grateful, and pleaded with your eyes for the man to keep going.

“You cannot simply claim her Alec, she is so young still, would you not prefer her to live a full life and come to you willingly?” Demetri wondered. You felt your stomach drop as Alec’s expression hardened.

“You’re trying to take her from me to.” he growled.

“Alec you are-“

“She, is, not, leaving!” he snarled, a sea of black exploding around him. Your eyes widened, a cool mist swirling about your legs as you finally managed to stumble away from him. Only Bella was still standing, the others having crumpled to the floor until only he, you and Bella remained conscious.

“Y/N!” she cried out. He didn’t stop you running to her this time. You stumbled into her arms, sobbing and shaking. She held you tight to her, her fingers pressing harshly into her skin. It felt like butterfly wings caressing your flesh compared to Alec’s vice like grip. “It’s okay, we’ll figure this out, it’ll be okay, you just have to-“

“Make this quick, say goodbye to your sister. That’s what you want isn’t it? A proper goodbye?” Alec asked, mist still pouring from his hands as his black eyes followed your every move. You shook your head frantically.

“I don’t want to say goodbye, I want to go home! Let me go home!” you begged. Alec hissed.

“What don’t you understand? You are my mate! I’ve waited a thousand years for you, you are mine and you cannot walk away from me!” he snapped. Bella tried to hush you, stroking your hair gently as you collapsed into her.

“Please don’t let him keep me here.” You cried. Bella remained silent, horribly, startlingly silent. Her hands shook as she held you close. Alec approached you, the mist seemingly absorbing back into his body as he walked. The room was in an uproar as soon as everyone was on their feet again, Felix and Demetri forcing him to his knees with furious expressions. He still never took his eyes off of you, his expression devoid of any and all emotion suddenly.

“Are you insane Alec? Using your gift on us? We’re trying to help you!”

“How could you brother? You broke our promise and for a human no less!”

“What insolence is this? Need we remind you of your place boy!”

Alec didn’t respond to any of the accusations, his neck straining so he could keep his eyes on you. Aro only had to touch his hand to know his intentions for you, but you didn’t dare look anymore, choosing instead to bury your face in your sister’s neck as you struggled to calm your breathing and sobbing.

“I would advise you leave now.” Felix huffed.

“We can’t,” Edward’s voice was quiet, apologetic, “Y/N, if we take you, he’ll destroy us all.” Your chest constricted, you felt like you could barely breathe as a lead weight settled in your gut. Destroy them? Alec was a killer, if the red eyes hadn’t told you so then his actions just now had. It wasn’t difficult at all to believe he’d go so far as to kill anyone who stood between you both, but what hurt even more was that you didn’t trust him to be good to you if you stayed either. Why did it have to be you? You’d come to Volterra to do something good, to save someone’s life! So why were you losing yours?

“You ought think on your actions Alec, your mate will be here waiting for you, but for now you need some time to reflect on your position. I think two weeks in the dungeons ought to suffice.” Aro’s voice was ice cold, his fury obvious. Clearly, he had never thought one of his own guard would dare use his powers against him.

“You monster! You fucking monster! Edward I can’t leave her here, she’s my baby sister!” Bella protested. You tightened your grip on her shirt, eyes itchy red and cheeks wet as the terrible weight of hopelessness sank down on your chest. There was no way out. Even if they had tricked Alec and let you leave what then? Did you run from him for the rest of your life? Did you just wait for him to find you? Maybe the dungeon might mellow him out some? It was a bit of a relief really, when the stress just shut your brain and body down, even if the moment of relief was as brief as blinking.

You could almost pretend nothing had ever happened, that perhaps you were at home, as your consciousness dripped back into you. You were on soft sheets, your pillow cradling your head, and you wanted to just burrow away in them. The only thing was, you could feel sunlight warming your skin, and that addictive, woodsy smell was not the lavender your laundry usually came out smelling like. You felt awfully nauseous for a moment when you opened your eyes, your body readjusting to having your brain in control once more, but the red eyes that met yours were far kinder this time than Alec’s aggressively territorial stare. The chestnut brown hair and angular face was familiar to you, and you warily sat up to lean back against the headboard. Demetri let you put the distance between you with an aura of calm that tempted you to relax to. He was alone, no Felix or Jane by his side, but that didn’t mean he was any less dangerous.

“Where’s Bella?” you whispered. She had to be somewhere nearby. Maybe she was in the bathroom? Or had gone to find food and drink? How long had you even been out? Whose room was this?

“She and the Cullen’s departed for their return flight to America not an hour ago.” Demetri informed you. Your stomach dropped, your nausea rising and face paling.

“No…no she – she didn’t leave me here, she didn’t….you’re lying!” Knees curling to your chest, you gripped tightly at your jeans until your knuckles turned as white as your face.

“Not without protest,” he assured you, his voice softer now with sympathy, “But it seems Alec has become unpredictable. His reaction to the mate pull unnerved us all, you are not alone in your fear, though perhaps we fear different things.” His voice was soothing in a way not much else to you was right now. Thoughts swirled in your mind, the bitterness at your abandonment only outweighed by terror at being left behind.

“What is he going to do to me?” you asked, your voice barely more audible than a whisper. Demetri’s head tilted.

“And that is why I am afraid…I truly cannot tell you.” He murmured. He didn’t exactly comfort you when the tears came again, your eyes beyond irritated with all the crying you’d done today, but he didn’t stop you from letting your emotions run away from you instead. He remained close enough to remind you you weren’t alone, but Demetri didn’t hold you as Bella would, or stroke your hair or do anything remotely soothing. His greatest gift to you in that moment was to simply let you be human.

You didn’t know how long that would last.

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