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atoffandhisbobby · 2 years

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What in the world is wrong with you?

I was in the Star Wars fandom with @leg-grestrade. I’m Asian and Black and largely escaped the racism aimed at my friends but I saw all the horrible things said to fans of color and to the actors of color like John Boyega. It wasn’t just “Some part of the group being a bunch of idiots.” It was a significant portion of fandom being racist and making threats. Racism isn’t “idiotic,” it’s harmful and deadly, full stop. For you to treat it like it was just some fandom drama is unacceptable and despicable.

Why you inserted yourself into this conversation I can’t even begin to guess, but the way you dismiss the pain that fans of color experience in fandom is disgusting. The idea that you put in the “true American” like it’s some sort of epithet is equally gross, especially when you’re aiming this vitriol at a fan of color who was not speaking to you in the first place.

am I the only one who just enjoys shipping and sends off a “you do you” salute to the ships I don’t like?

that was rhetorical; I know I’m not the only one lmao

i’m not cool with incest pairings in fiction. so I don’t participate in that content 🙃 looking at you anna x elsa shippers haha. I don’t get you at all but you do you ✌🏻

another thing: am I the only one who doesn’t really care if a ship might be *a little problematic* in canon?

again that’s rhetorical

because sokka/azula holy hell I would never get behind it in canon, but it’s fire when written well and the art is *chef’s kiss*

and I get that disney has representation problems out the wazoo, i’m not about to harp on their genius, but I still adore loki/sylvie in canon and will not stop. i’m not hurting anybody by liking a pairing. i’m not perpetuating bad representation by *liking a pairing* ffs.

and I’m still iffy on sesshomaru/rin but you know what? oh well. i still like yashahime. anime be weird anyway. ffssss.

am I just old or

sincerely,

a survivor of the atla shipping wars from way back when

as well as the inukag vs inukik vs sesskag wars

and maybe also the team edward vs team jacob wars if I’m being honest

fiction is NOT reality and that’s ok

make love not war ✌🏻

#fandom racism #star wars #atla

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atoffandhisbobby · 2 years

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Gareth Mallory and his Christmas Romance - 8 years later

2021 was a weird year and an exhausting one. Sadly I had to make the decision not to write any advent calendar stories this year. I so loved doing it during the last eight years and I love that some people shared my love for these little stories.

But of course I just wasn't ready yet to say goodbye completely to these stories and the characters and I felt like giving it a fitting and deserving ending so I revisited the three characters that started it all and just had fun thinking where they and their Christmas Romance/female readers would be now: while dealing with a world that has been turned upside down and whatever else life was throwing at them.

So here it is: Gareth's Story - 8 years later...

(You can read the beginning and other visits with him: here)

The counter in front of you is sparkling clean. Finally. You have an important appointment in half an hour but you hate leaving things undone and chaotic at the end of a long work day. Stepping into a clean bakery is one of the joys of your day, even if it isn’t the first one anymore.

That spot is taken. And has been for a while now.

You smile to yourself and give your work space one last quick wipe with the wet towel before you sling it over your shoulder, ready to throw it all in the laundry basket in the corner once you took off your apron and made sure there isn’t any flour or sugar stuck in your hair or on your cheeks.

Just a few more seconds and you can leave the bakery. You will definitely be in time for…

Shit!

You bite your tongue and roll your eyes. Technically the bakery is still open so you haven’t locked the door. Yet.

And now it’s too late.

You hear the cheery chiming of the bell and sigh. Usually you love that sound. But not today and not at this time.

Still… you put on your professional smile and walk up to the counter.

Your customer looks achingly familiar.

Tall. Lean. Broad shoulders. Dressed in a dark long, nicely tailored suit. You would recognize him any- and everywhere.

“What are you doing here? I thought…I wanted to…” You stumble over your words when he turns around. Something is different about him. He looks… relieved. Like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders.

“Is something wrong?”

Is that why he is here? When you wanted to meet at the restaurant around the corner? Your favourite one?

“Are you finished asking your many questions?” He grins and the sight makes your heart beat faster. Something is definitely wrong. He might smile, twitch his lips, maybe even laugh at times but in the many years you have known and loved him … you have never seen him grin.

He twirls the umbrella in his fingers and looks at the left over items in your display.

“I think I’ll take some chocolate biscuits. And then… then I will answer your questions.” He says and keeps grinning when you just nod and wave him closer.

You are ready to reach for his order - his order! when he leans over and brushes your cheeks with a gentle and careful kiss.

Hm.

You close your eyes, lean into the touch. Let it soothe your worried soul for a few moments.

“Do we need privacy for this?”

“I would say so, yes. I wouldn’t say we need it. But I would prefer it.” He smiles and lets his fingertips slide along your neck.

“O…okay. I will just lock the door.” You swallow and try to take deep breaths as you do just that. Close the door. Follow him into the backroom. The nicely clean and sparkling backroom.

He is leaning against the counter. The umbrella standing in the corner. He opens his coat when you walk in and for a moment you are stunned at the sight of his long fingers working the nice wooden buttons, revealing his strong body, your favourite light blue shirt. The navy blue tie, his wait coat and even nicer suit jacket.

He still makes your heart skip a beat.

You know your face is a bit flushed when he looks up at you and holds your gaze.

“Chocolate biscuit?” You ask and hold out the napkin and the two biscuits you got for him.

“Thank you.” He smiles and takes his time eating them. He enjoys letting you wait. You can tell. He licks his lips and fingertips and just keeps happily smiling to himself. As if he knows a cheeky secret no one else does.

You love him. But you also hate him a little bit. Letting you wait while your fingertips twitch nervously against your leg.

“Right.” He clears his throat and puts the napkin down onto the clean workspace. You would tell him off if you weren’t so nervous.

“What’s going on, Gareth?” You ask and hate how meak your voice sounds.

“I got a surprise for you.” He smiled. “I wanted to tell you at dinner. But then I thought… fuck it. Just go home early and catch you here. It seems… more fitting.”

“A surprise?” You echo his words and lick your lips. “A good one?”

He laughs. Actually laughs. He looks beautiful.

He reaches up and undoes the knot of his tie. His fingers working the fabric. Revealing his neck.

“I’d say it’s a good one.” He nods and you swallow hard as he pulls his tie off completely, bunches it up and pushes it into his coat pocket.

What is going on?

“Will you tell me?”

“Of course.” He says and tilts his head as he starts to undo the top two buttons of his shirt. “Oh, that’s so much better.” He groans and looks at you again.

“What is? Just… tell me.” You are ready to beg him when he holds out his hand.

Of course you take it. Intertwine your fingers with his and step closer to him.

“Are you ready to spend a lot more time with me?” He asks and nuzzles your neck.

“Huh?” Your brain needs a second to register what he is saying.

“I asked you… if you are ready to spend a lot more time with me. Because I have some on my hands from now on. I retired.” He says, his voice light and happy.

Oh.

Oh!

You stare at him and stare some more.

“Hmm. Exactly.” He grins and kisses your jaw. “I felt like it was time.” He says and pulls you closer still.

Your eyes slip shut and you kiss him. Words are failing you right now.

He lives for his work. Since you have known him and even before that. But you also knew that it became a bit much lately. The world is changing, getting darker, faster, more dangerous.

And now he is out. Retired. Has got time. To spend with you. To do whatever the fuck he wants.

“I love you.” You murmur and laugh when he picks you up, twirls you around and lifts you up onto the counter.

He may be retired. But he isn’t an old man yet.

“I love you too.” He murmurs and leans over to kiss you. Again. And again.

You feel giddy by his words and his caresses. His hands in your hair and on your hips. On your back and your breasts. They are everywhere and you lean into every hungry touch.

“That’s why you wanted privacy?” You ask and nip on his bottom lip. He groans and nods. “Absolutely.”

He replies and steps between your spread legs.

You feel goosebumps erupting all over your skin as he kisses and sucks on the sensitive spot behind your ear.

“I want to celebrate. I’m so happy. Relieved, really. I want to enjoy my life and I want to start doing that right here. Right now.” He says, his voice a low whisper.

“Please. Enjoy your life away.” You chuckle and he licks into your mouth. You’re here for it. Want to be here for it.

His nimble fingers quickly undo your apron and find their way under your jumper. He covers your breasts. Squeezes them. Caresses your nipples. They harden under his touch and you moan into his mouth.

“I won’t have to answer to anyone again. I won’t have to make decisions anymore. I can do whatever I want. And right now I want to taste you.” He moans into your kiss and you arch your body against him.

“Hm. Funny. That’s exactly what I want you to do right now too.” You smile.

“That works out well then.” He grins, fumbles with his coat as he gets it off. Kneels down onto it and looks up at you.

He may have given up his powerful work position but he still holds all the power.

You help him to get you out of your trousers. Impatient and turned on. You spread your legs and groan when he doesn’t waste any time to kiss you. On your clit.

Your head falls back as his tongue starts its delicious wet and warm dance. He circles and licks. He knows you so well. You moan his name. His thumb presses gently against your entrance. Just to let you know he is there.

You groan. Your voice echoes in the empty large room. And his tongue doesn’t stop. He teases you. Slowly. Long moves that make your toes curl. You start begging after a while. Reach down to press his face against your sex.

“More. Please. Yes!” You moan and he grins. Again. Against your skin. Hums and sends shivers down your spine.

You are soaking wet and he laps it up. Keeps licking. More. Faster. Harder.

You press your hips into his touch. Moan his name. Your body gets tense, the feeling becomes even more amazing. And then he curls his tongue and that’s it…

… you come. With a shout. Tremble under his lips. Your nerve endings firing pleasure through your entire body. Little sensual sparks that feel so very amazing.

It takes a while till you come back down from your high. His head is leaning against your thigh. His fingertip draws gentle shapes against your skin.

You shiver and look at him. His eyes are bright. He looks even happier now. Relaxed. And very pleased with himself.

“What! Ouch!” You gasp when he pinches your skin and he laughs. “Are you paying attention now?” He asks and you frown down at him. What are you supposed to pay attention to?

He pinches you again. Before the gentle caress is back. “Looks like you missed it before. Let me show you again.” He grins and leans forward.

His tongue feels hot and slick against your overly sensitive clit. You gasp and try to move away. But his fingers are moving and his tongue is too and you… pay attention. Through the foggy red lustful haze you somehow manage to make out shapes, recognize curves and lines… letters.

W-I-L-L-Y-O-U-M-A… You groan, twitch under his touch, gasp. Your heart beats up in your throat.

R-R-Y-M-E

Shit.

“Will you?” His voice is low again. Quiet. Intimate. “Marry me? Will you marry me?”

Your fingertips dig into his shoulders, you almost rip your favourite shirt, as you pull him up, against your lips, kiss him, taste him, fumble with his belt and zipper.

“Of course. Yes. Absolutely. Yes.”

Thank you for reading! :)

The wonderful banner was made (8 years ago) by the wonderful @once-upon-a-mystrade!

#gareth mallory #ralph fiennes #christmas stories

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atoffandhisbobby · 2 years

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You’re being yelled at because you’re being rude.

I have shipped Zutara since I first saw this show as a child. I continue to ship Zutara, though the fandom makes me cringe now. You are not going to be fair and neutral. You’ve already said you think Zutara would have been better in the show than Kataang. I happen to agree with you in part but you know what? I don’t post such things in the Kataang tag. Because that would be rude.

I don’t agree with people cursing or yelling at you, but you are being wilfully ignorant as to why what you posted is a problem. Very few Kataang fans are going to want to read your reasons why their ship should not have been canon just as very few Zutara fans want to read about why Zutara never would have worked.

Tagging exists for a reason. People going into the Kataang tag aren’t going to take kindly to long defenses of Zutara. Even multishippers look for Zutara content in the Zutara tag.

So, as a child I used to watch many tv shows. One of them is called Avatar The Last Airbender. It's plot has to do with a war that is happening for 100 years between the four nations that exist in the world. The nations are that of the two Water Tribes, the one in the South Pole and the other in the North Pole. That of the Air Nomads, that of the kingdom of the Earth and finally, the one who started the war that of the Fire Nation. And the story tells that most of the people who belong in these nations can bend one element ( specifically the one of the nation they belong in). But one person and the actual hero can actually bend all four elements. That person is called the Avatar ( = avatar means reincarnation), because his soul is finding another body when he dies. So the story is about a boy named Aang who is a monk and the avatar who must learn to bend all the elements and stop the 100 year war with his friend.

There are many characters in the show. But the three people that I want to talk about, are Aang, Katara the girl that Aang has a crush on and his friend and Zuko. The enemy but friend (in the end of the series.)

As most people know, Aang in the end ends up with Katara. His crush, his forever girl as he says and his girl (as he repeatedly claims). But for me, I always feeling that something was missing from the ending as I was growing up and still continuing to watch it.

So I would like to discuss this with the fans of zutara and kataang about the shipping and express my opinion of why I believe that zutara could work more than kataang, even though I was rooting for Aang to be with Katara in the end as a child. I will post at first about Kataang and then Zutara and if you want you can share your opinions and thoughts with me :).

#zutara #fandom issues

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You and other idiots like you are exactly why me and other Zutara fans have gone underground. Fuck off. I hate that your sort are what represents Zutara fans now.

Zutara>>><<<Kataang - MUCH better.

Kataang is basically Katara babysitting, so imo Zutara >>>>>>>>>>> Taang >>>>>

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atoffandhisbobby · 3 years

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do you ever think about all the mutual displays of love and trust that finn and rey showed each other in tfa only for tlj/tros and r*ylos to turn their bond into a fucking meme about finn screaming rey's name

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atoffandhisbobby · 3 years

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Yeah, nice try. I don’t like Kataang. It was an uneven relationship and it was rushed and made no sense to me. I co-run a Zutara discord and my fiancé and I dressed up as Katara and Zuko for a costume party for which we won a prize. Riiiight, I’m actually a closeted Kataang. You caught me. *eyeroll*

Do you just love being loud and wrong? Go play with the other Zutara fans who’ve made this fandom untenable for other Zutara fans. You’ll fit right in.

FYI— if you’re going to tag your “anti” posts, please do it correctly. If you’re tagging a post “anti zutara” and you don’t want backlash, then maybe think your tags again. That pops up your post into the “zutara” tag, even if it’s tagged “anti”, which then leaves some people no choice but to rebuttal some posts tagged “anti”. If you truly want to tag something “anti” without wanting to cause trouble or get a response, respectfully tag it “zu/tara” so that it doesn’t show up in our tag. Nobody likes seeing “anti-ship” posts in their tag. So unless you’re going out of your way to start an argument, you better learn to tag your posts better.

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atoffandhisbobby · 3 years

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No you’re the one who should be embarrassed dear. You could have saved your breath and your longwinded, stupid OP and just said “I hate people who ship Kataang.” See? Easy-peasy. Fuck off.

Zutara fandom is better off without people like you and I truly hate it that assholes like yourself make up like 85 percent of the current fandom. That is what’s embarrassing.

#okay now I'm done #fuck entirely off #go hate kataangers on your own time #keep the Zutara tag out of it

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atoffandhisbobby · 3 years

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just got an eviction notice and i gotta move out in a week

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atoffandhisbobby · 3 years

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#NICE!

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#boost

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atoffandhisbobby · 3 years

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@avatarforeverboy-writes your tags on this post are childish and unnecessary. That’s the main problem. You seem not to understand this.

TW: mentions of racism

Why POC leave fandoms, an essay that for some f**king reason needs to be written

There is one thing that a person thinks of when entering a fandom: "What can I do in order to consume more content related to this piece of media that I enjoy?"

A fandom, at its core, is a community of people from all walks of life that happen to adore the same thing. First and foremost, there is pure, unadulterated excitement. What comes next depends on who you are and what you consume, and unfortunately, depends on what kind of people are in a particular fandom.

When I say "what kind of people", I don't mean demographics. I mean the kind of people that are either decent or not.

You might be surprised that I'm implying that there are indecent people in fandom. You might be thinking, "Media now is so much more diverse than it was years ago!" And thus you might additionally be thinking, "Since it's so diverse now that means fandoms attract diverse people! We're so inclusive now and so accepting. Everyone is decent."

Well, if you are one of those people, I envy you.

It's correct that media is more diverse and that more diverse people are active in fandoms, or at least are more open about being a minority in the general population. What might be hiding underneath all that? Racism.

Repeat after me: Just because a piece of media is diverse doesn't mean that its fandom is inclusive.

POC are being more represented now than they were in recent years, but there is a constant exodus of POC from the very fandoms they helped to cultivate.

Their cultures and practices are being white-washed, twisted to fit the benefit of fanfic authors or fan artists, and terribly misunderstood. POC characters are written or drawn in such a way that their identity as POC is eclipsed by the fact that they are suddenly someone they never were. And while it's OK to not know everything about ethnic groups and other minority groups, it isn't OK to ignore what they say when they point out that you are wrong in their portrayal.

Not everyone will be right about everything. Not everyone has the resources or the patience to research things, but there is something so wrong about pushing POC to the side and telling them that their views on their own cultures shouldn't be taken into consideration because it might not be part of the content creator's original plan. This is even more messed up when the original piece of media that the content was created for was either heavily researched or created by POC for POC.

That's not even the last of it. How POC react in fandom to media versus the rest of fandom is different and often criticized.

Take the storylines in media for example. (Spoilers I guess.) For this I'll highlight two:

Avatar: The Last Airbender - The Fire Nation takes control of parts of other nations, perpetuating a war for 100 years. They try to wipe out other kinds of benders that aren't firebenders, and try to colonize. - POC often see the Fire Nation for what it is. That being a colonizer nation. They recognize the effects of cultural genocide, i.e. near-total genocide of the Air Nomads and the near-genocide of the waterbending culture of the Southern Water Tribe. Meanwhile, POC have been criticized and bashed for pointing out the Fire Nation's flaws, and for not loving the enemy nation the best.

The Falcon and the Winter Soldier - Sam refuses to become Captain America at first and takes a whole journey to finally end up in a place where he realizes he can be. - POC, especially BIPOC, point out the significance of Sam's journey. He realizes the trust and enormity of Captain America's shield. He refuses it not necessarily because he doesn't think he's worthy, but because he doesn't feel right. He believes America isn't ready for a black Captain America, and that maybe, they don't deserve it yet. POC are criticized because they see this story and empathize with Sam. Meanwhile, the rest of the fandom hops on Bucky's side and claims that Sam had no right to do what he did because it wouldn't be what Steve wanted and Bucky understood this etc. while refusing to understand that Sam's reasons were because of the backlash and racism he thought he could face. (By the way, it was explained explicitly in the show that Bucky understood later on why Sam couldn't do it at first.)

This all ultimately leads to things like gaslighting, blatant name calling, and you know, actual f**king racism.

"You don't know what colonialism is," a fan might say to a POC fan in the same fandom. "You just don't get that XYZ character has a lot of mental health issues," another fan might say to a POC.

This leads to tone policing.

A POC might say something in a conversation like, "You're being racist and disrespectful. Stop it." But others in the same conversation might say things like, "I think we all just need to be nice. Can everyone calm down?"

All these things are a part of a complicated problem, a problem that is being ignored, just like POC are.

POC leave fandoms because of all of the above. They leave because no one listens to them, and even when they are listened to, they are threatened in a DM. They are tired and angry and hurt.

POC are afraid to speak out because when they do, they are sent triggering pictures in their inbox, asked to leave, told to hurt themselves, told to direct their frustrations with a racist individual elsewhere and not where everyone can see.

Just like everyone else, POC enter a fandom because they want an escape from real life. Yet, they are being confronted with issues that they already face on a daily basis in their real lives, and in many cases in a worse form.

POC stop wanting to speak out. Allies sometimes want to stop too. Why? Because it becomes dangerous.

It becomes a vicious circle. People say that there are no POC in fandoms. POC try to join fandoms, get harassed out, and then people repeat that there are no POC in fandoms. They want content from POC, input from POC...and then this happens again and again.

What exactly does a fandom want? Diversity? Because it sure doesn't feel like it.

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