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If you’re fed up with Netflix

This is especially to my fellow wlw, and only do this if it appeals to you. I’m not demanding anyone do anything before I get randos coming at me. If it’s not for you scroll on, simple as that.

I’m officially done with Netflix, Warrior Nun was the last chance I was giving them. It’s very clear what their platform is about, and it’s not worth trying to find joy on it because they won’t allow you to get immersed in anything with their quantity over quality model.

Rationally it’s unlikely we can “save a show” no matter how popular or how much noise is made, but if there’s even a sliver of a chance it has to be quick, because once a show is canceled good luck getting everyone who was under contract back in order to continue it. So the more time that goes by the less likely it will happen if there was even a chance to begin with.

In my opinion those change.org petitions seem useless, they’re easily ignored, but sign them if you want. Of course, continue making noise about the show on social media, it deserves the hype and if by some miracle a show is able to get picked up somewhere else, that buzz is needed to make that possible

The only effort I see worth it as a hail Mary is to put your money where your mouth is if you’re seriously as fed up as I am. If Netflix gets a sudden influx of cancelations and account deletions it'll be noticed.

So, if you want, do the following:

Cancel your Netflix membership and include Warrior Nun as a reason in the 'Other' option

2. Request Netflix delete your account and include Warrior Nun as a reason. Netflix will automatically delete accounts that are inactive for 10 weeks, but you can request they delete your account right away or after you current subscription is up. I decided to do this so notice would HAVE to be taken instead of my account slowly fading into obscurity. Follow the instructions here:

I couldn't find the option to delete by mobile so I followed the option to email.

Email [email protected] and make sure to do the request from the email you used to sign up with Netflix. Under the ‘Keep reading’ I’ll include the email I wrote as an example for those who like something to go off of.

Dear Netflix team,

I have canceled my Netflix subscription today (December 13th, 2022) and have decided not to use Netflix anymore. I would like to request you immediately delete my account from your database along with all the data associated to it ahead of the 10-month cooldown period.

I've grown tired of this company canceling shows even if they've grown in viewership and buzz substantially. I can't trust my time or joy with this platform, and it's very clear that the business model is quantity over quality.

I've given chance after chance, and the final straw is the recent cancelation of Warrior Nun. The show exploded in popularity despite $0 in promotion spent on it and it being buried on Netflix to the point that a lot of fans waiting for the new season didn't even know the new season released. This platform didn't have to spend any extra money or effort on it. I really don't get the decision with the traction and hype it gained, and it being the type of show that could monetize off merchandise. I'm starting to think is was already canceled, which is why the amazing reception of season 2 didn't matter. Would also make sense why the show was buried and released quietly amongst the heavily promoted and established Netflix shows.

I've learned over and over again that I can't get excited or invested in anything on Netflix no matter how big something starts getting outside of the few heavily advertised darlings. The only way I can think of coming back to Netflix is if it's proven that it's worth it to invest enjoyment in Netflix shows. I get a show being cancelled if it has nothing going for it, but there have been too many occasions where something has viewership, hype, and an active big fandom that would normally have it renewed and that joy continuously gets ripped away for a new batch of nonsense to rinse and repeat.

I'm guessing that Warrior Nun wouldn't even be allowed to find a new home with its hype despite Netflix not being willing to continue it? All in all, I'm just really tired and ready to move on.

Regards,

[Your Name Here]

#warrior nun #I'm done with Netflix #can't trust them #no need to invest in them #If you still want to have Warrior Nun to watch there are ways to download it #I used flixicam to download Warrior Nun and a couple of movies to my computer before canceling and deleting #It does cost a subscription #but I found it worth it

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imagineswriting47 · 7 years

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A What? Part Two

A/N: This is for @rikersgirl22 who asked Can I have a hurt/comfort with Magnus. Hope you like part two!

This is NOT Beta read. So all mistakes are mine and mine alone

Summary: Finding out that she might be what Magnus called a Warlock she runs only to find her way back to Magnus

Warnings: None

Paring: Mention of Magnus/Alec

Part One

“You are a Warlock.” Magnus states to me as if it is the simplest thing in the world. But I have no idea what he is talking about. What he is implying can't be real those are just stories right? Stories told to children at night to either scare them or teach them life lessons.

“No I’m not. I’m just some freak that can't do anything right. I can't even be a normal human. Look I'm sorry for what happened but I’m not what you say I am.” I pull my arm away from him before turning and running away from him as fast as I can. I don't want to believe him even if what he is saying might make some sense to me and its not the craziest thing ever to happen to me.

I manage to get away from him and to a place that I stay at on occasion when I am in this part of the city. Its under an underpass that has some barrels that I can use to build a fire. I have also found that people don't seem to like it down there. Its a great place just to be alone. And I have never really been one to be around a lot of people. Even the other kids like me I never wanted to get to know. I learned early on that you can never trust anyone and you should only count on yourself.

I set to work finding things that can burn. I don't find a lot but it will be enough to keep me warm for most of the night. Setting some of it in the barrel out of the line of sight unless you were looking I pull out the book a matches that I keep in my pants pocket. Happy for the first time that I didn’t put them back in my bag after last night.

Once the fire is glowing nice and hot I warm my hands that had grown numb from the fall. It is then that I notice for the first time that I still have on Magnus’s jacket. I didn’t mean to keep it but I didn’t mean for that creature to attack me also. Deciding to see if he has anything in his pockets I search them.

I don't find anything until I get to the pocket on the inside of the jacket. I find his cell phone. I hit the unlock button finding that I don't need an unlock pin or pattern I try to see if I can find away to get him his jacket and now his phone back to him. I go through the phone not finding much. His pictures don't help I can't identify anything from the background of them. The people in them are weird; I don't really know how to put it but I know that they can't be completely human. Are theses the Warlocks that he had mentioned before? But I don't have anything like theses people so it can't be right. I can't be what he said I am.

It isn’t till I go through his text messages that I find my first clue onto where he might be living. It is a conversation between him and a man named Alexander it would seem that the two of them are dating. But at one point an address as exchanged between Magnus and Alexander; deciding that I would try to find it tomorrow I settle on the ground to try and get some sleep.

Sleep is elusive that night. While I am used to sleeping on the ground I normally have a blanket to sleep on and one to keep me some what warm and cushion the hard ground some. Its early morning by the time that I finally fall asleep. I sleep late into the morning only being waken up when the noise from the overpass gets too loud for me to sleep.

I stand from the ground and stretch out my sore muscles before wiping my eyes getting rid of the grime that is in the cornor of them. Making sure the fire is totally out I make my way back to the heart of the city. Once I have my bearings once more I make my way to the subway. Sneaking my way into the platforms I get onto one of the trains and start looking over the map that shows the lines and how to get to Brooklyn. Looks like I’m gonna be on this train for a couple of stops before switching trains for a few more stops.

I find a seat near the back of the car and just enjoy watching the people that come and go even if I don’t care for being around people. It is one of the things that I love about this city the people here and the kind of people that they are. You have all kinds of people, people that are not afraid to be themselves. Mothers and Fathers and children just going about their lives; living day to day. Having no idea what is really out there in this world nor the hardships that I have been through. I wish that I could be like them happy and carefree for the most part. Hell I would even like to be able to go to school.

I had always had this thirst for knowledge wanting to know everything and anything about people and this world. So when it came that I could no longer go to school my heart broke. And some of my spirit died too a lot more of me has died since that point. I lost so much of myself that first few years that I was on my own now I am just trying to survive I’m not living anymore.

Trying to learn the do’s and the don'ts of living on the streets was not the easiest thing to do; most people won't help you and those who do are going to want something in return. Once I had my understanding of how life on the street works I started to spend my time at libraries reading every book that I could get my hands on. And they were warm on those cold winter days.

The train ride doesn’t take as long as I thought that it would and I soon find myself walking around Brooklyn trying to find the address mentioned in the text messages. Its not till the sun is high in the sky that I find the right road. Once that happens it does not take me long to find the building. I walk up to it and find that it has a list with buzzers on it of the people that live there. I find the name Magnus Bane before walking away from the building.

I find a spot from which I can watch the building to see if the Magnus that I meet the other night does in fact live here. I spend the rest of the day watching the building and people come and go but not Magnus. I am about to give up when I see a group of people with theses weird tattoos show up. Sitting up straighter I watch them enter the apartments. They don't stay long before leaving once more with Magnus with them.

Deciding that it would be safe to take the jacket and cell phone back to Magnus I quickly walk to the apartment building. Looking at the list of buzzers I find Magnus's name once more and his apartment number. Now just how to get into the building?

I try just opening the door hoping that I would find the door unlocked but I don't have such luck. I pull one of the bobby pins out of my hair that I use to keep my hair up and out of my face; I set to picking the lock; something I learned how to do from ome of the books from the library.

I am out of practice at picking locks because it takes me longer than what it should to get the lock open; not that i have spent a lot of time picking locks. Pushing the door open once I get the lock undone I am shocked at how nice it is in here. Feeling more out of place than ever before I quickly make my way down the hall looking for the right number on the door.

Not finding that number on this floor I make my way up the steps hoping to avoid people. I skip the second floor figuring that it would not be there I make my way up to the third. Not finding it once more I go to the last floor.

Once I am standing in front of the door a debate if I should pick the lock or just leave the jacket and phone at the door. Not wanting to take the chance of him getting back with me trying to pick the lock I fold the jacket and and place it on the floor where he will be able to see it before setting the phone on top of it. Wanting him to see it and not step or leave it out once he gets back.

I step out of the building once I am finished leaving his things behind. and go to walk down the street in a different direction from which Magnus and the others that were here went when I hear.

“You!” Yelled from down the street. I turn to see who yelled only to find that Magnus and that group of people making their way down the road back towards the apartment building that I have just left. Magnus seems shocked to see me; using that to my advantage I take off running once more away from him in the direction I had intended to go in the first place.

Only this time I can hear footfalls behind me and more than one at that. I try to outrun them but its not long before my lungs are burning along with my legs and I get hopelessly lost on the streets. I manage to run down a dead end alley which is just my luck lately.

Breathing hard I turn and watch them all running down the alley to me stopping about ten feet from where I am standing. Noticing that I am not the only one breathing hard makes me feels some what better about the shape that I am in. Even with everything I had going against me I still am able to make these people feel just as out of breath as me.

“Look just leave me alone.” I rasp out past my harsh breaths. I'm begging really. I just want to go back to my life. Even if it was not the best and I had weird things happening to me. I knew what I was doing I knew what I was getting into even if I was not happy with it life was predictable in its own way.

“I only want to help you.” Magnus says as he takes a step towards me. I take a step back even knowing that I don't have anywhere to go; but wanting to keep as much space between as as possible. I hope that by keeping the distance I still have a chance to get away if I need to but I also know that it is a vain hope.

“Look you are not only a danger to yourself but to others around you.” The tall one says to me from where he stands behind Magnus. He has dark hair and hazel eyes and I must admit that he is quiet intimidating to be around. But at the same time there is an air of kindness maybe even love around him.

“I am thankful for what you did Magnus don't get me wrong but I am better on my own I always have been so just please leave me alone.” I beg him completely ready to beg on my knees just to get him to go away.

“But you don't have to be alone; me teach you. I can help you and teach you how to fight the demons.” He says but he is not making any sense to me. Which is something that I am not used to. I am so used to being one of the smartest people in the room but the fact that demons might be really scares me.

“Demons?” I can't help but ask needing him to clarify what he is talking about.

“Those creatures that you managed to save us from are called demons. You need to know something Y/N all the stories are true. Demons, Angels, Nephilim, Warlocks, Vampires and Werewolfs are all true. You’re a Warlock Y/N.” Magnus says with a look on his face that just seems to be begging me to believe him. And apart of me does for something in me know that this make sense. But the larger part is still denying it not wanting to believe in such stories.

“Ok say I believe you with everything that has happened in my life this would not be the craziest thing that I have ever been told. But if am am a Warlock than what are you?” I look them all over needing this answer if I am to believe anything he says.

“I am a Warlock and they are Shadowhunters.” Magnus says as he motions behind him at the others that stand there.

“What are Shadowhunters?” I say as I motion to the people that are standing behind him.

“Shadowhunter are the Nephilim they protect the human world from the demon world.” He tells me as he looks back at them once more. Seemingly to be having a silent conversation with them.

I don't say anything as I stand there. I take in the people that are standing in front of me and try to decide if I trust them, Magnus I want to trust him so bad and I do want the help that he could give me. But life has not been kind. I know that life is difficult for everyone at times but life has dealt me a really bad hand.

“I’m willing to listen to what you have to say but I make no promises to stay.” When I say this Magnus seems to relax some the tension that was in his shoulders melts away. Like when he found out that I might be a Warlock that I became his responsibility right then and here.

“Come back to mine. We can get something to eat and you cleaned up and into some clean clothing.” Magnus holds his hand out to me and I take it with a nod of my head. The others that stand behind him move out of the way and let us down the alley. They don't say anything just look at me I girl with long dark hair smiles when I pass her and I try to smile back but I can't seem to get on on my face.

The walk back to the apartment is quiet but neither Magnus and I let go of each other's hand. Magnus wanting to make sure that I don't disappear again and me wanting to remind myself that this is not a dream. I don't even notice that the other are walking behind us.

Once back at the apartment Magnus seems shocked to find this jacket and cell on his door. He just looks at them before looking back at me then back down at them.

“I was bringing it back. That's why I was here in the first place.” I tell Magnus as he lets go of my hand as he reaches down to pick it up. Once the door is open and I have stepped into the room my jaw drops. Everything is so colorful and you would think that it wouldn’t work all these color together but they do. I spin once in the middle of what appears to be the living room just taking it all in.

“Here I’ll go get you something clean to wear then you can get cleaned up Y/N.” Magnus walks quickly from the room leaving me alone for the first time with the others. I look around at them taking them in. they seem nice but they have this air about the that makes me believe that they think they are better than me.

“Hello, I’m Izzy.” The other all go around and tell me there name Clary, Jace, Simon then Alec. It is that name that makes me pause and take notice of the names being told to me.

“Alec as in Alexander?” I ask him.

“Ya.” He seems shocked when I ask him that.

“I was just wondering. I remember seeing your name in Magnus’s phone. I was trying to find out where he lived so I could give him back his things.” I say looking down at my feet not really feeling comfortable to look at them or really comfortable at all. There is just something about them that I have not figured out yet.

“Here we go.” Magnus says as he walks back into the room stopping the possible conversation that could have happened. I follow him to the bathroom. He turns the water on for me before leaving the bathroom.

I take my time in the shower enjoying the hot water. A luxury that I normally don't have so I take advantage of it. I watch as the dirt runs off my body before grabbing the rag that Magnus left for me. Washing my body till it turns pink not only from the temperature of the water but from me scrubbing my skin clean.

I wash my hair last more than once to make sure that all the dirt is really off of me. Finally deciding that I have used enough of his water I get out of the shower. I grab the clean clothing that Magnus left for me I unfold it and take a look at it for the first time. Finding that Magnus has grabbed me some yoga pants and a black v-neck that is about two sizes too big. I pull back on the only pair of panties I have and forgo the bra before pulling on the clean clothing.

I tie the shirt up some before leaving the bathroom. Happy to be wearing something clean for the first time in months. I find that the others have left leaving only Magnus and I.

“What would you like to eat?” Magnus asks once he sees me as he take a seat on the couch across the room from me.

“Whatever you want is fine.” I say as I walk over to the bookshelves and look over the titles of the books. Finding something interesting I grab it off the shelf before walking and sitting down next to Magnus.

“Do you mind?” I ask him as I show him the book. He nods his head before he waves his hands and a pizza is in front of us.

“That was cool.” I say before grabbing a slice of it. I eat in silence not saying anything as Magnus talks to my about everything that he seems to think of at the moment. When he asks me about my Warlock mark is when things get confusing even more.

“I don't have one that I know of.” I state to him. I have never seen a Warlock mark on me or on any one else that I can remember.

“Nothing.” He seems shocked when I tell him this.

“No just the weird things that have always happened that you explained to me as my magic trying to protect me.” knowing now that my magic has been looking out for me even when I had no idea was comforting in it’s own way. Like a friend that I never knew I had nor never knew I wanted.

“Its getting late I’ll show you to your room and we can talk more in the morning.” Magnus says as he stands from the couch after he looks over to the wall and sees that it is late into the night or really early in the morning. With another wave of his hand the things on the table disappear to where I don't know and I really don't want to ask. But it was cool.

The room that he shows me to is spacious and comfortable but not what I am used to. I find that the bed is too soft after spending so much of my life sleeping on the ground. I pull the blankets off the bed and settle on the ground finding that sleep once I do that is so much easier to find. Warm for the first time in months I sleep better than I have in a long time.

Morning comes faster than I want when I am woken up to voices in another part of the apartment. I stay there trying to hear what they are saying but I am not able to. Its not until Magnus raises his voice do I find what they seem to be arguing about.

“I couldn’t just leave her Alec!” I hear Magnus all but yell out. Making me feel guilty that he is fighting with someone I know he cares about because of me.

“I know that!” I hear yelled when I open the door. I purposely close the door loud so they can hear me before walking back to where I remember the kitchen to be. When I don't see anyone in the kitchen I look for a glass opening cupboard after cupboard trying to find one. Once I find I get myself a glass of water before jumping up and sitting on the counter waiting for Magnus to come and find me.

It doesn’t take long for Magnus to walk into the room by himself. I hear the door slam closed making the both of us jump. I feel even more guilty than before. I had hoped that they would be able to work it out but it doesn’t seem to be going that way.

“Is everything okay.” I ask setting the glass down before jumping down and walking over to him. I know that everything isn’t ok but it seems the be the thing that I need to ask.

“Ya, Alexander….” He doesn’t finish the sentence and I don't force him to. Wanting him to know that he can talk to me when he is ready.

“Why don't you teach me some more.” I say to him hoping to get him to feel better. He take the option and runs with it. Diving right into everything, teaching somethings I had no idea about or that they could even happen.

I don't try to do any of the things that he is showing me. Content to just watch it and take it all in. Happy for once to not feel like I’m not alone nor the freak that I always believed myself to be.

A/N: If you liked his please hit that heart. If you really liked this hit that re-blog.

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