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actual-changeling · 1 year

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hi! I’ve been v hesitant to ask this question because you’ve said you don’t want to talk about this anymore and also I just really don’t want to bother you or be the cause of any further upset/frustration/etc. so please please don’t feel like you have to answer this!!! This is a very general question though and I mean it more in relation to fic as a whole, not one individual (or even one fandom).

You answered an ask a few days ago describing some of the problems with people portraying PTSD and other mental illnesses in a medically inaccurate way in fics. And you mentioned that it’s okay for people who have the diagnosis in question to write in a way that’s not necessarily medically accurate, because it can be cathartic or help people process and cope with their illness (I’m paraphrasing, so please correct me if I misunderstood). I agree with you— I don’t write fic but I sometimes read semi unrealistic depictions of my own mental illness in fic because I do find it cathartic and comforting at times, so I can see how writing would be the same. And I also agree that unrealistic portrayals of mental illness can be harmful when the readers are people who don’t know about the mental illness in question.

But I struggle with reconciling those two ideas in reality. It’s probably easier when you know other writers, but I don’t know any ao3 authors personally. So I don’t know how to figure out if someone is writing a fic with a medically inaccurate depiction of a mental illness because they also have that mental illness and are taking comfort from writing the fic the same way I’m taking comfort in reading it, or if they’re just not bothering to do their research. And so I’m really stuck on how to interact with those fics in a way that doesn’t perpetuate harm, but also doesn’t invalidate authors (and readers who might be like me!!) who are genuinely using it as a means of coping with their own struggles. The only thing I can think of is to limit myself to fics where the author discloses that they have the illness and know it’s not realistic, but that also feels really dangerous and wrong? Because I think it would just lead to people claiming illnesses they don’t have (which is problematic for all kinds of reasons but also just doesn’t help the spread of misinformation). Plus I’m not comfortable disclosing my specific diagnoses on the internet, so I wouldn’t be comfortable expecting other people to do it either. But I’m not sure how to deal with it otherwise.

Do you have any suggestions on the best way to navigate this? I’ve been thinking about it a lot since I saw your ask because it’s something I don’t really have an answer to, but I want to minimize the harm caused by misinformation. You’ve given a lot of helpful answers on this issue, so I’d be grateful for your perspective if you don’t mind sharing!! No pressure to answer though! I really don’t want to be a bother! (also sorry this got really long!)

You're definitely not a bother, anon, I'm happy to steer this ship back to a general conversation about topics like this <3 My passion about it has not died down at all. Completely drama free post incoming, promise.

You bring up a really good point, and the answer is neither clear-cut nor final and mostly related to my personal feelings on the matter and how I handle it.

To broadly summarize, there are three different kinds of representation when it comes to (mental) disorders and illnesses: accurate and respectful, inaccurate but not harmful, and inaccurate and harmful. The first and third one are presumably pretty easy to deal with, and as soon as something becomes harmful the intention behind it only marginally matters, it more relates to how the person reacts to criticism rather than the impact it has on other people.

"Inaccurate but not outright harmful" is a giant gray zone, though, and I struggle navigating that sometimes, too.

I think the first point to consider is tagging, disclaimers, and author's notes. If I write about a topic inaccurately, like hand-wavey medical facts for plot purposes ("yes the character got stabbed yes they're fine two weeks after, just bear with me here" kinda stuff), I will leave a note somewhere plus usually a tag that says exactly that. AO3 has a bunch of different tags for every topic imaginable, and tagging your fic properly should go without saying. That way the reader goes into it knowing that whatever information is presented is probably wrong in some way and not to be taken at face value.

It works the same way for these topics, a small note somewhere that hey, this is gonna be inaccurate just so you know, and there is literally zero issues (again, assuming the content is not actually harmful in some way). Asking an author to add a tag should be met with understanding, so if you think a fic would need an x inaccuracy tag for something it doesn't hurt to ask.

The second point kinda ties into the first one, which is personal comfort. If you're reading something that's not very close to reality but not offensive in any way, it just makes you uncomfortable, then opting out is always an option. Fandoms should really go back to using the term squick, something that isn't an outright trigger but you prefer to stay away from it anyway.

Any fic that just has a vibe you don't resonate with can be left behind and scrolled by, and i doubt anyone would ever be mad about that.

There is another scenario I think is worth mentioning, which is reading a fic that hasn't been tagged as x is inaccurate in some way but presents inaccurate information. In those cases I personally first assume unintentional ignorance, and I think leaving a comment along the lines of "hey did you do x intentionally because it's inaccurate in y way (totally fine if you did, just asking in case you didn't know)". The authors reaction to that usually tells you everything you need to know, either yes it was intentional in which case you can ask them to tag it as such or it was unintentional and they correct it or turn out to be a bigot that does not care.

So to try and summarize it, disclaimers are a necessity and solve most issues regarding that, and authors tend to be fine correcting something if they accidentally got it wrong. I agree that no one should have to disclose any personal information, but it also makes no difference when the content they write is hurtful, that's a clear-cut scenario and does not have anything to do with interpretation. All other cases are just a matter of personal comfort and asking for clarification if you want to.

I hope my response was helpful, anon, if you (or anyone else) have any follow-up questions, let me know!

#alex answers asks #fandom culture #author responsibility #the last of us #tlou

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lnk-and-lnspiration · 2 months

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The Power of Diverse Voices in Literature: Why It Matters

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liquidstar · 8 months

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look this site really is awful for ppl with OCD so i just wanna reassure anyone that you are not Tainted Forever for consuming a piece of media with questionable content. the fact that youre able to recognize it speaks to your critical thinking skills, which is good, certain depictions should be critiqued. but you dont need to ruminate on it to the point where you begin to feel guilty for simply witnessing gross or creepy writing choices. you dont have to vindicate yourself to the fictional tumblr discourser inside your head, saying that youre now a bad person bc you watched the wrong anime. your actual response to it still matters of course, but thats that and this is this. just seeing it is neutral, you didnt commit a thought crime. its literally fine.

IF YOU ARE USING THIS POST TO ONLY FURTHER YOUR STUPID PEDANTIC BLACK-AND-WHITE DISCOURSE TO GET A "GOCHA" OVER THE OTHER SIDE YOU ARE THE PROBLEM. DON'T USE OUR DISORDER TO VINDICATE YOUR BEHAVIOR. THOUGHT CRIMES ARENT REAL BUT ACTIONS STILL MATTER. PEOPLE WITH OCD ARE CAPABLE OF THINKING CRITICALLY ABOUT OUR ACTIONS AND RESPONSES, EVEN WITH INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS AND RUMINATIONS. TREATING US AS IF WE CANNOT, ONLY TO FORCE US TO USE YOUR STRINGENT UNNUANCED DISCOURSE OPINIONS ABOUT "PURITY CULTURE" (TRIGGERING TO THOSE WITH OCD) AS THE ONLY REASONABLE GUIDE DOES MORE TO EXACERBATE OUR OBSESSIONS THAN HELP US. YOU ARE THE ISSUE AS WELL. YOU ARE ALSO THE TUMBLR DISCOURSER INSIDE OUR HEADS. DO NOT USE US FOR YOUR DISCOURSE. WE ARE PEOPLE, NOT HYPOTHETICALS TO USE TO EXPLAIN IF YOUR FROZEN INCEST FANFICTION IS OKAY OR NOT. TREATING US AS IF WE CANNOT AUTONOMOUSLY HAVE OUR OWN OPINIONS ON WHEN MEDIA IS TANGIBLY HARMFUL IS ABLEIST. FORCING US TO ABIDE BY YOUR IN-GROUP'S SET OF UNEQUIVOCAL MORALS IS ABLEIST. ACTING AS THOUGH THE ONLY SOLUTION FOR US IS MINDLESS MEDIA CONSUMPTION IN WHICH "EVERY DEPICTION OF XYZ, NO MATTER HOW POORLY DONE OR EXPLOITATIVE, IS ALWAYS OKAY AND IF YOU DISAGREE YOURE ACTUALLY AN EVIL 'ANTI'" IS ABLEIST. THOSE ARE THE SAME BLACK-AND-WHITE MORALS THAT SEND US INTO OBSESSIVE SPIKES, BUT FLIPPED. A SET OF MORALS IN WHICH QUESTIONING THE IMPACT OF A PIECE OF WORK MAKES YOU AN "EVIL CONSERVATIVE PURITAN "ANTI"" DOES NOT HELP MORAL OCD.

YOU ARE THE DAMN TUMBLR DISCOUERSERS MAKING THIS SHIT WORSE FOR US! YOURE THE EXACT SAME BUT WITH FLIPPED BUZZWORDS! YOU'RE MISSING THE WHOLE DAMN POINT!

#the fictional tumblr discourser inside your head is like the opposite of critical thinking its just extremes #blocking that helps you form better thoughts and come to a better understanding of why said content can be harmful in said depiction etc et #and to be clear shutting off all critical thoughts is not the solution either bc then you end up with.... Those People #the ones who jack off to lolicon on ao3 and think its the same artistically as lolita x_x #this post is not a vindication for that sort of thing. or say like actively supporting an openly bigoted series or author #those are different things because they are actual choices and actions. you chose to respond that way #thats what i mean when i say your actual response still matters. as in your actions surrounding it

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writingwithcolor · 5 months

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Author with cultural disconnect: How do I write without making it seem as if I hate my own heritage?

Anonymous asked:

I’m a white-passing Asian author, and I’ve never felt all that connected with my heritage. My current story centers on a fairy (re: fantasy-world POC) child and ends with her realizing that her parents are toxic af and her human best friend’s family takes her in. This is the perfect opportunity to sort through my own issues with my heritage and finally convince my monkey-brain that it’s okay to not know how to cook Vietnamese food or celebrate tet or speak Vietnamese… But I also realize that if I’m not careful, this could easily slip into “Hey, I hate my heritage and so should you!” So how can I stop that from happening?

Writing for yourself first, not an audience

I ask you a simple question: why put pressure on yourself to have any sort of non-offensive messaging for a story that hasn’t been drafted yet and is to convince your monkey brain it’s okay to exist as yourself?

That seems like the fastest way to stop the story from being actually cathartic and instead a performance art piece when you already feel hung up on performing as “properly” part of your culture.

As I said in Working Through Identity Issues and Other Pitfalls of Representation, not all stories you write need to be for public consumption. Especially stories you’re using for your own self-processing and therapy, because you’re trying to get a cathartic moment that is rewriting your own story.

At what point does the public need to be involved in that?

I do understand the compulsion to want to post—I have definitely posted some Questionable™ material in my drive to get validation for feeling the way I do, wanting people to witness me and say “same.” It’s a powerful urge. Sometimes it’s worked, but most of the time it’s just made me feel horrifically exposed.

But you really do not have to post in public to get any sort of validation. Set up a groupchat with friends if you want the cheerleading and witnessing—people who will know your story and give you good-faith interpretations and won’t accuse you of anything. Honestly I’d suggest setting up this groupchat anyway; as someone who just got one again after quite a few years without it, my productivity has skyrocketed from being around supportive people.

Let the monkey brain have its monkey brain moment and shut off the concept the story is for the public. Shut off the concept of performing for an unknown audience. It’s for you. Be authentic, no matter how bad it would look to outsiders. They’re not reading it. Part of getting catharsis, sometimes, is being the worst version of yourself, somewhere nobody else can see it.

Deciding to publish the work

If, after you do write it, you find that you actually do want to polish it up and put it somewhere… edit it. Rewrite it entirely if that’s what it takes. Take the story through the same drafting process every story needs to go through, ripping out the unfortunate implications as you go.

Editing can be its own form of healing, as you try to figure out what this character would need to not be hateful. As you realize, once this longform journal entry is out of your head, what was bothering you now that you can see it pinned down on a page. But you absolutely do not need to write with the intention of editing in that healing. When I’ve tried, it’s fallen flat.

The healing will come from being yourself, no public involved, and writing about your feelings in their rawest form. Anything else is extra.

There’s no point in trying to put guard rails on the drafting process, not for a deeply personal piece. And by the time that drafting process is done, you’ll likely have specific scenarios and contexts that you can ask about, and you might even have ideas on how to fix it yourself once the story has a shape to it.

This is 100% a situation where there’s no real sense in idea workshopping something in the plotting stage. You’re doing something for you. Decide if it’s for public consumption later (while acknowledging “no” is a perfectly valid answer), and only figure out how to make the story not overtly harmful if you decide to put it out into the public.

~ Leigh

#culture #cultural disconnect #creator responsibility #writing #authors of color #asks

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mikkeneko · 5 months

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Don't want to put this on the post itself for risk of derailing it, but that post the other day about Terry Pratchett's early work really stuck in my mind. OP had sent in an ask saying that they heard some of Pratchett's earlier works had problematic elements (not unusual for a male english writer in the 80s) and they weren't sure whether to go ahead with reading the work anyway.

What I really want to ask that person, or indeed all persons who are hesitating over whether or not to read problematic works or works by imperfect authors:

What are you worried about happening, if you read a work with problematic elements?

I'm worried that if I read this art, I will run across hateful images or words that will shock or upset me

I'm worried that I will spend money on a work of art that then financially supports a bad person, and that thought makes me uncomfortable or upset

I'm worried that I will read works of art written by a bad person, and comment or react on them, and other people will see what I am reading and will think less of me because of it, or will assume that I hold the same bad beliefs as the author

I'm worried that I will read works of art written by a bad person, and I will enjoy them, and the author will find out about my enjoyment and feel emboldened to do bad things because of it

I'm worried that I will read works of art written by a bad person, and their badness will contaminate my way of thinking and make me a worse person in turn

Because these are all different answers and some of them are more actionable than others

#salty sunday #for the first: it's up to you whether you want to take that risk but keep in mind you can always stop if you feel discomfort.#this isn't school and nobody is going to require a book report from you on it #for the second: whether the author is even still alive let alone receiving proceeds from the work is something you can check on #if they're a more classic author and their estate/family is still getting proceeds you can decide whether you feel the issues of the author #are something worth punishing their family over #for the third: you can't control what other people think. don't try.#for the fourth: the author is gonna think and do whatever they think and do entirely independent of the response of the audience #assuming they even found out what you think ever which is very unlikely. see above about not being able to control what other people think #for the fifth: moral contamination is not a thing. kick the little fascist voice out of your head. be free

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ky-landfill · 1 year

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god... can i please have another Jason and Bruce? i just need that boy to be safe and loved

#fic rec #THE HUES IN OUR HAIR COMPLIMENT ONE ANOTHER. by orpheusaki #and anything else by that author #actual tears ok #bruce wayne #jason todd #batdad #batfam #battinson #nga mihi anon <3 #prompt response #baby jason

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kindgreenape · 10 months

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i think kim is just as complex of a character as harry, but i think a good amount of players (not all, but a chunk) choose to unflinchingly characterize him as “the Good Cop” and leave it at that.

#kim was a child of the revolution. he has faced racial discrimination all his life #even in a position of authority he still encounters overt racism while on the clock #but he has also killed. it's implied that the majority of his kill count comes from his time working with juveniles #he defends a police force that is corrupt and does jackshit- a tool of the coalition #the same coalition that was likely responsible for the death of both his parents #he used to be a moralist and claims to be apolitical #and yet there are times where he takes what are decidedly un-moralist left-wing stances #there is just so much there.

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drarrily-we-row-along · 8 months

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"Come on," Draco said, dragging Harry in the door by the lapels on his expensive suit jacket. He looked delectable and Draco wanted to drown in him.

Harry stumbled, collapsing against Draco, pressing him back against the wall in the hallway, "Mmrmph," he managed as Draco grabbed his face and kissed him hard.

His hands went straight to Harry's buttons, tugging them hard enough that the fabric bit into his fingers, stinging as he ripped Harry's shirt.

"Draco," he gasped, pulling back, something in his voice sounding vaguely concerned.

And he very much didn't want that. Draco dove into kissing him again, groping Harry's back, pressing their bodies more tightly together. He didn't want to talk about it, didn't want to think about it, didn't want anything but Harry-

"Draco," he repeated, pulling back again and catching Draco's hands. He pressed them back against the wall next to his head trapping him again but not in a sexy way. "Wait," he said, voice soft, and Draco's saw red.

"Don't," he growled. "Harry. Fucking don't," he spit, shaking his head and fighting against Harry's grip on his wrists. "Let me go."

"Hey," he said, achingly tender, and Draco would have punched him if he'd had his hands free. "Can we talk about that?"

"No," he said, "I don't fucking want to talk about it. I want you to fuck me until I can't think straight."

Harry tilted his head down, trying to get Draco to meet his eyes.

Draco was absolutely not having it, he didn't want to look at Harry, didn't want to feel like this. "If you're not going to fuck me, let me go and I'll go find someone who will," he threatened.

Harry sucked a breath through his teeth, "you don't mean that," he said.

He glared at him, hoped that his face conveyed all of the anger and vitriol he was feeling, "Don't tell me what I will or won't do," he said. "Don't pretend to control me. You don't."

His hands were released and Harry took a step back, his torn shirt hanging open, leaving the image of his heaving chest incredibly clear. "Fine," he said, stepping away and turning toward the living room. "You're right," he added over his shoulder, "I don't control you. But I do get to control me, and I don't like being used."

"I'm not trying to use you!" he exclaimed, storming after his boyfriend.

Harry made his way into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water. He took a long drink before he turned to look at Draco, "What were you trying to do then?"

He threw his arms in the air, "trying to get fucked!"

"In order to avoid talking about what happened at your parents'," Harry said.

"What does it even matter?" he exclaimed. "Why does it matter why I want you to fuck me into incoherency? Especially when it's something that you want too!"

"I just want to talk to you first," Harry said. "Is that too much to ask? To just have a little communication?"

He scowled, rage sitting high in his chest, "Yes. It is too much to ask, I don't want to fucking talk. I thought I was dating a man, not some fucking woman who feels the compulsive need to talk everything to death."

Harry flinched, "Too far," he growled.

"Oh, I'm sorry," he snarled, "Have I hurt your delicate feelings?" And he knew he was being an asshole, knew that he was lashing out, but he was so mad, absolutely raging and he couldn't seem to stop himself. He didn't want to stop; he wanted to fight, wanted to hurt.

"I'm not doing this," Harry said. "I'm not having a fight about this."

He stalked over and shoved Harry, both palms flat against his chest, "Fight with me!" he roared. "Yell at me, tell me I'm wrong," his fists hit Harry's chest. "Come on!"

"No," Harry said. "I'm not going to do that. I don't want to treat you that way."

A glass shattered behind him, Draco's magic swirling through him. "I'm leaving."

"Fine," Harry said, standing with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Fine," Draco snapped, stalking away from the other man and heading straight for the door. He summoned a bottle of whiskey and paused on their front step. He had half a mind to go to some club, find some random bloke to sleep with, someone who would really pound him. But decided that Pansy's was actually the place he should crash. She was always good for a fight.

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Draco woke up the next morning, in Pansy's guest bed, with an awful hangover and an even worse feeling swirling in the pit of his gut. "Shit," he whispered, rubbing his face and trying not to panic.

"Hey, there," Pansy said from the doorway, tossing a hangover potion at his head.

He caught it and uncapped it, draining it and shuddering at the immediate effects. "I fucked up," he managed once most of the symptoms of the whiskey he'd consumed vanished and left only the guilt and shame behind.

She nodded, "I said that last night," she replied flippantly as she sat down next to him on the bed and handed him a cup of coffee. "And then we had a spectacular row about it."

Draco sipped his coffee, "I wanted to have a fight with him."

"Right, but he didn't."

He groaned as the words he'd said to Harry the night before flitted through his mind, "I was awful to him."

"Go home," she said.

He shook his head, "What if he's mad?"

"Then you'll get that fight you were so desperate for," she teased, bumping her shoulder against his.

"What if he's not?" he whispered, the thought somehow even more horrifying.

"Go home," she repeated, nudging him out of bed. "I've got company coming for brunch," she added.

He turned to look at her, "Thanks," he whispered, grateful beyond measure that she would fight with him when he needed an outlet without batting an eye.

"That's what best friends are for," she said with a wink. "Now go."

He trudged home, deciding to walk instead of apparate, trying to work out what he was going to say and mostly failing.

When he came in, Harry looked up from where he was sitting at their kitchen table. Unshaven, puffy red eyes, mouth turned down in a frown, his eyes flickered over Draco's body before meeting his gaze.

"I stayed with Pansy," Draco said softly, by way of apology.

Harry nodded, then looked away from Draco to stare out the window, taking a sip of coffee from his cup.

"I didn't sleep with someone else," he continued. Draco couldn't bring himself to walk closer, to come in out of the doorway, he wasn't entirely sure it would be welcome.

The other man winced but said nothing, didn't even nod.

"You're not going to even talk to me?"

"What would you like me to say?" Harry asked, turning his face to look at him, exhaustion written across it plain as day. "Do you want me to tell you that I stayed up all night, waiting for you to come home? Should I tell you that I thought about going out to all of our normal clubs to see if I could find you, but was too afraid that you'd come back and think that I'd left you?" he asked, running a hand through his hair, "Would you like me to tell you that my entire body felt like it was burning up with rage and jealousy but I couldn't-" he broke off and shook his head and looked down at the table. "I couldn't tell you, couldn't do anything with how angry I was because that isn't how I want to treat you. Is that what you want to hear?"

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

At that Harry looked up at him and Draco took a step closer.

"I'm sorry I said those things, I didn't mean them. I was just angry and I wanted to fight with you." He shook his head, "My parents, they just-" he broke off.

Harry reached for him, took Draco's hands in his and drew him in closer before pressing kisses to his knuckles, "I know," he said softly. "I was mad at them too, love. They had no right to speak to you that way."

Tears prickled the backs of his eyes as hurt and resentment build up in his throat and chest at the remembrance of their criticism.

"And I didn't want to hurt you more," he continued. "I didn't want to add to that burden." He tugged Draco down until he had him sitting cradled in his lap like Draco was a toddler instead of a twenty three year old. "I love you. I want to fight for you," he added and Draco buried his face in Harry's neck, his stubble scratching his temple and cheek.

"I love you," he whispered, the feeling so big, so present that it terrified him.

Harry turned his head to kiss Draco's temple, "I love you too. I want to honor you and be on your side."

He nodded, "I want that too," he confessed. "I just get afraid to let myself believe that you want to be on my side. What if I end up needing you?"

His lover chuckled softly, breath ghosting through Draco's hair, "It's a scary thought that maybe we weren't made to do life alone, isn't it?"

"I don't want to need you."

"Why?" he asked softly, hands brushing over Draco's back soothingly.

He held his breath for a long moment before saying, "if I start to need you and then you leave, what will I do?"

With a soft hum, Harry held him closer, "I hear that," he replied. "I'm scared to need you too, but it doesn't change the fact that I do. I could live without you, Draco," he said, "and you could live without me too. But I'd rather live with you," he continued. "I'd rather put in the work to live with you, to love you. My life is better with you in it."

"Mine too," he agreed.

Harry nodded, "Maybe we just take it one day at a time, maybe we just work on trusting that neither of us is going anywhere. Maybe you let me be on your side, and I let you be on mine."

"And then what?" he murmured, fear and hope warring in his heart.

"Then," Harry said, drawing him impossibly closer, "we just keep doing it for the rest of our lives, one day at a time."

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#drarry #love #communication #established relationships #fighting #making up #we're all doing our best to heal.#part of the author's unofficial trauma response collection. just processing a lot of mad right now.#pansy is a good friend

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tenaciousgeckos · 3 months

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One of my favourite things about The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe is that CS Lewis very obviously knew that kids were going to go hunting in cupboards and wardrobes for Narnia because multiple times he very clearly states that the kids did not close the door behind them when they climbed in the wardrobe because that would be stupid and dangerous. He knew some kid would lock themselves in the closet and he obviously didn’t want to be responsible for that.

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soplapinga · 8 months

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If you like dazai from bsd you like gojo from jjk and if you like gojo from jjk you like vash from trigun, its literally stated by god

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violentdevotion · 2 months

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my opinion on kids and the child hating discourse is sometimes my nephews and nieces are really loud while im napping and wake me up and it annoys me and they bug me while I'm doing something and want silence and they've broken so many of my things and they come into my room first thing in the morning and children crying in transport on long journeys are annoying but sometimes when I'm in a depressive spiral and don't want to leave my room someone will come in to talk to me and they compliment me when I do the most basic thing in the world because its impressive to them and they dedicate their arts and crafts to me and they'd come into my room because they were thinking of me first thing in the morning and they wanted to say hi and I remember that's the most basic form of love and little kids in the store i work at will light up when you compliment their clothes and are the most excited people in the world when you give them the reciept and also sitting in a cramped plane or bus for hours is uncomfortable and painful and the only reason I don't cry is because I have headphones a book and a sense of shame

#ameera speaks #dorry i think as someone with 10 neohews and nieces that i see with and lived with everyday im the authority on this #hating kids is lame #do i hate my.niece when we're on a walk and she tries to run into traffic? yes. is she only little and navigating the world and doesnt #comprehend danger and personal responsibility yet? also yes

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bananonbinary · 5 months

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"chuck tingle uninvited to book festival because of his mask and then reinvited because ugh i GUESS if it's an autism aid we'll allow it" is the most ridiculous thing ive ever heard. literally why did they give a shit in the first place, why would they want the author of books that famously have titles like "Pounded In The Butt By The Sentient Physical Manifestation Of My Slippery Slope Argument" to show up, but like, not act "too weird"

wtf did you THINK you were getting

#it doesnt matter that its an aid bc literally what did you EXPECT #why would you even want him there if you didnt want HIM there you know???#literally why invite him in the first place if you want him to be anything other than his very public and easy-to-check brand #why would a mask put you off anyway theres been MUCH weirder shit authors have done before #im reminded of toby fox and how he refuses to show his face since undertale came out #no one's out here getting mad about THAT #he's allowed to put a lil cardboard doggie in a chair and type in all his responses from a remote computer #and everyone's like 'hell yeah man'#why is this different

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shikai-the-storyteller · 4 months

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Fit and Pac: *Flirting, teasing each other, being sweet, saying a long-winded goodbye and following it up with more flirting and a hug, completely oblivious to the world around them*

Cucurucho, who's been sitting in a tree 5 feet away from them waiting to be noticed for the last 10 minutes:

#i talk #qsmp talk #Mr. Fit ''I saw Madagio from 200 blocks away'' MC of 2b2t can't see a damn bear 5 feet in front of him because he's talking with Pac #I'll never not like Cucurucho because (as I've said many times before)#the thought of him being a tired overworked underpaid underappreciated worker is my favorite lens to view all his actions through #He's not the boss he's just a low-level manager stuck with justttt enough authority to get all the crap and responsibilities dumped on him #It will never not make me laugh #Cucurucho trying to be an ominous presence meanwhile rainbows are bouncing off his forehead as Fit and Pac talk #ok ok I seriously need to go to bed now #I'll finish the rest of these edits later #aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh #I shouldn't have stayed up for this

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guzhufuren · 2 years

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VegasPete + favourite AO3 ficwriters’ tags (pt.2/4)

bonus:

#kinnporsche #vegaspete #kinnporsche text post meme #kinnporsche ao3 tags #vegas theerapanyakul #pete saengtham #bible wichapas #build jakapan #mine #x text posts #leftontheladder #tuserfaiza #userjap #forangel #kinnporschesource #blowing kisses to all the authors in vegaspete ao3 tag you are responsible for my wellbeing #please angels write more of dark pete i need it like air go bananas with it the way the untamed authors went with dark lan zhan #do it cmon

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drarrily-we-row-along · 1 year

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“Bed, love,” a soft voice murmured, startling Harry where he was not sleeping on his stack of grading he had yet to complete.

“Can’t,” he said, shaking his head and then his hands for good measure. “Too much to do.”

Draco huffed a soft laugh, fingers gently squeezing Harry’s neck and soothing the tension. “You’re just sleeping at the desk.”

He shook his head again and forced his eyes open, “I wasn’t,” he argued, lying through his teeth. “Just resting my eyes. They hurt,” he added as he shoved his glasses up to rub them.

“It’s one in the morning, love, and you’ve been working all day, of course your eyes hurt.”

He groaned, “I’m never gonna finish these,” he said as he dropped his head to the top of the pile of papers.

“Come on,” Draco said. “Stand up. Come to bed.” He leaned down and brushed a kiss over the nape of Harry’s neck, “If not for your sake, then for mine. I don’t sleep well when you’re not there.”

It was a lie and they both knew it. Draco slept like a log as long as Harry was in their flat somewhere. He’d said it before, Harry’s magic permeated the whole space when he was there. “Slytherin,” he accused.

“Yes, yes,” Draco replied as he guided Harry out of his chair. “You can thank me tomorrow.”

Too tired to argue, Harry followed him to their room and let Draco’s magic wash over him, stripping him down to his boxers.

“Bed,” Draco said, nudging him toward the warm, cocoon of space that Draco had been sleeping in before coming to get Harry.

He collapsed onto the mattress, groaning as his spine stretched out from the hunched position it had been in, muscles aching.

“You’re getting old,” Draco said as he climbed in beside Harry, his hand soothing over Harry’s back before he covered them.

He scowled at him, “I’m younger than you are.”

“But listen to the one of us who’s grunting and moaning about laying down.”

“I’ll give you something to grunt and moan about,” he grumbled.

Draco laughed, “I think you’d fall asleep half way through. Hell, I would be surprised if you could even get it up right now.”

“Be nice to me,” he whined.

With a soft laugh, Draco drew him in and wrapped him in his arms, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

“Thanks,” he said, softly, not sure what he would do without someone to tell him to rest, and eat, and exist outside of being a teacher.

Another kiss to the top of his head and Harry was already drifting off. “Sleep well, love you.”

#drarry #love #soft #professor draco #professor harry #fluffy #being a teacher is hard bro #part of the author’s unofficial trauma response fics 😂#short and sweet #one shot

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horrorlove14 · 3 months

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Hallo, thx for doing my request. Now I'm thinking of rin itoshi with an ambivert reader. Ambivert means you are both and extrovert and an introvert. Rin is an introvert and reader is an ambivert. Reader is elegant, ladylike, calm and collected. She likes to hang out alone in the the garden. Draw, read a book, dance or sing. Usually she loves elegant dancing or traditional fan dancing. On the other hand, she is also cheerful bubbly and not rlly shy and doesn't get awkward when socialising.

Hello again and of course, I'll fulfil this request

Pairing: Rin Itoshi x Female! Reader

You are considered as an ambivert, meaning that you're both introverted and extroverted at the same time. You can be quite comfortable about socialising with others without being awkward, but you also want to have alone time to yourself to recharge your social battery.

You meet Rin Itoshi during one of your traditional fan dancing practices at the public gardens, which catches his attention because he's in awe with the way you dance in rhythm with the fan.

Once you're done, Rin applauds with a slight smile on his handsome face, and you didn't hesitate to go up to him and introduce yourself with your sweet, bubbly personality, along with your ladylike mannerisms which has him in awe.

You two end up talking to each other to the point that you lost track of time as a result because you two share an instant chemistry. You exchanged contact details with Rin before returning home.

As time goes on, you and Rin have hung out together and gotten closer that you two end up dating each other when you went to go watch one of Rin's matches where you cheered him and once the match was over Rin confessed his feelings towards you and you returned them with a sweet kiss to his lips.

Throughout the whole relationship, Rin has seen your introverted side where you would sometimes prefer to stay at home and do your hobbies to recharge yourself and relax. He also has seen the extroverted side where you would be confident to socialise with others in social outings.

For your dates, you would dress elegantly and ladylike, which makes him blush, and his heart beat fast. You'll be in awe of whatever Rin wears because he's handsome like a supermodel who'll look in anything he wears.

He looks forward to the future with you by his side at every step on the way and making many fun memories together.

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End of story. Likes and reblogs are very much appreciated.

My deepest apologies for the delay due to my part-time job and mental health because I went through a dark place in my head and had a mental breakdown due to stress and anxiety.

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