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catty-words · 1 year

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Oh! The mustache thing and David. Okay, okay. It still feels kinda weird to say someone is racist over this, but yeah, now that you point it out I see it. I had a childhood friend who got in a foreign exchange student program for a year in high school and when she came back she told us how since the gringos couldnt say her name properly they just defaulted to calling her "Brazil" 😑

I feel a bit called out about twitter, even if its true and I'm only there cuz I'm an addict being held hostage. I've also curated my fandom experience, but I was really needing more info and saw stuff that bummed me out while researching 🥲🥲 I dont mind seeing people criticize characters cuz like we are all entitled to our opinion even if I disagree, but I guess it kinda shocked me still. I guess I forgot about how in some ship wars I participated in when I was 13 some people would call the other characters rapists and stuff after being away from typical fandom toxicity for so long lol.

About the tone shift: yeah I did, but it didnt feel "drastic", just different. In a bad way. Like one of the first metas I read talked about how Devi lacked autonomy in season two and I was like YES THAT WAS WHAT I WAS THINKING even thought not really I was just "wait why is this feeling a bit off... weird... let me play the next episode and just hope is merely a vibe" I dont hate season 2 as much as you seem to, however season 1 and 3 are indeed superior. Season 3 is my favorite out of the three because I really like how the characters matured. A favorite episode is probably 1x10, like the scene of Nalini with dr. Ryan moves me, then Ben driving cackles me up, then I back to being moved by them spreading Mohan ashes with beautiful day playing, then boys like you as "you stayed" and benvi kiss and paxton calling and back to the kiss and I'm like OMG WHAT IS SHE GOING TO DO I HAVE CLASS TOMORROW AND ITS ALMOST TWO BUT FUCK I NEED TO KEEP WATCHING THIS. I always feel like that when I'm rewatching even if it's not two am and I dont have class the next day lmao

You are going to think I'm super horny but probably "why don’t you show me the bitty spark you’ve been saving for his mattress?". It's the one I reread the most after all. The awkwardness of the situation?? Their great characterization??? Devi having no idea of what to do with Ben of all people making her feel like that??? Fab and Eleanor still unsure about him at school and being cutely protective of Devi??? Ugh, just kill me already (please dont)

"you're gonna fall (but i'll catch you)" is also great! I love to read adults au for shows about hs characters and hs aus for shows about adult characters idk why but there are not enough adult aus for nhie in my opinion and yours is my fave!!! Plus Ben being so into stories is adorable as someone who really sees herself in Abed Nadir. Plus the way is not just about their romance but also Devi dealing with grief and her complicated relationship with her mother and self destructive tendencies and... ugh I just love it.

It still feels kinda weird to say someone is racist over this, but yeah, now that you point it out I see it. - i think the disconnect comes from the way fandom uses words like 'racist' to build cases about how it's Objectively Wrong for anyone to like a certain character, whereas the word itself applies to a whole spectrum of behavior and morality. like, it shouldn't actually be that uncomfortable to admit that ben can be and is sometimes racist, he is a walking definition of privilege. him internalizing racist sentiment should hardly be surprising. but it also doesn't make him irredeemable scum. he's obviously a really caring character, as well.

on a related note, yikes @ those students who committed micro-aggressions to your childhood friend. as they get further and further into their life, may they reflect and do better rather than double-down.

I dont mind seeing people criticize characters cuz like we are all entitled to our opinion even if I disagree, but I guess it kinda shocked me still. I guess I forgot about how in some ship wars I participated in when I was 13 some people would call the other characters rapists and stuff after being away from typical fandom toxicity for so long lol. - i get it, i get it. for me, there need exist a gaping divide between exposing myself to critical or even harsh reads of characters i love and/or identify with for the sake of refining my own read of the text and giving the time of day to people who aren't engaging sincerely with the text. protect yourself in the echo-chamber!

About the tone shift: yeah I did, but it didnt feel "drastic", just different. In a bad way. - VINDICATION

but jfgdf - I dont hate season 2 as much as you seem to - i feel compelled to clarify that it's not that i hate season two, not really. it's more that the season let me down and then, by nature of netflix shows' release schedules being what they are, forced me to sit with that disappointment for over a year. it's that i love season one SO MUCH, i couldn't reconcile how much i didn't vibe with season two. on paper, you're right, the tone difference is not drastic, but the emotional response it elicited in me definitely was.

and I'm like OMG WHAT IS SHE GOING TO DO I HAVE CLASS TOMORROW AND ITS ALMOST TWO BUT FUCK I NEED TO KEEP WATCHING THIS. I always feel like that when I'm rewatching even if it's not two am and I dont have class the next day lmao - i love you for this, and 1.10 is such a valid choice she really is That Bitch

You are going to think I'm super horny but probably "why don’t you show me the bitty spark you’ve been saving for his mattress?". - first of all, embrace the horny within. it's important to the show that you do, we're in the spirit of the source material here! second of all, this choice makes me really happy because i love that fic and generally speaking, people are a little shier about giving feedback on smut but, like, that's hands down some of my best writing (both for d/b and more generally). so. thank you.

Fab and Eleanor still unsure about him at school and being cutely protective of Devi??? - you may already know that i'm writing a long-form follow-up with 'bitty spark' acting as the prologue since it sounds like you picked through my blog a bit and i feel like i never shut up about the sequel BUT ANYWAY one of the best parts about it is ben finding himself enmeshed in the girl squad, if i do say so myself. (x)

I love to read adults au for shows about hs characters and hs aus for shows about adult characters idk why but there are not enough adult aus for nhie in my opinion and yours is my fave!!! - okay, well now i'm going to think about you every time i read an adult AU for a high school show or a high school AU for an adult show.

thank you for fueling my vanity and for stopping by my askbox in the first place!

#anon #replies #i guess i'll put this in my general show tag?#never have i ever

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zainclaw · 2 years

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I've been way behind on 9-1-1 but I'm finally catching up. I'm at the part where Athena hit Harry and like bro... I hate this storyline. Tbh I was kinda always off and on about Athena. But the emphasis she's putting on Jeffery as the root of their problems like... YOU hit your kid. And then she's mad at Micheal for wanting her to get therapy? Just yikes

Alright, listen. Show runners constantly need to come up with new arcs and storylines for their characters. New sides of them to explore, new lessons to be taught, new strengths, new weaknesses. Sometimes it’s gonna be dumb. Sometimes it’s gonna be illogical. Sometimes it’s gonna be the same storyline being circled back from an earlier season, making you think ‘okay so literally nothing has changed then?’ You’re not going to agree with every single arc your favorite character is forced to go through, just to keep the drama going.

Just looking at 911 alone, I personally don’t think there’s a single character who hasn’t said or done something really shitty. 911 is a show that explores human mistakes and flaws, which I always prefer over shows with main characters who are meant to be flawless and perfect heroes. But these “mistakes” can definitely be taken too far.

I hated Athena slapping Harry, too. I also hated Chimney punching Buck. Those were lows that definitely went too far, in my opinion. But at least for me, it’s not enough to suddenly make me start hating either of their characters. Because I love everything about them, otherwise. To me, these two instances don’t outweigh all the other things they do that make me love them.

You are, naturally, entitled to your own opinion on all these characters. The “line” is different for everyone, and we’re all free to decide when enough is enough. But I think it's important to remember that fictional characters are just that; they're characters, not real people. And sometimes you just need to shake off bad choices made in the writing room and recognize that’s all it is. You know?

#ask #911 #error404-redacted

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foxymoxynoona · 2 years

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I read what phrench said yesterday about flux and I would like to thank her on behalf of 🌚 because we’ve been arguing nonstop about this chapter over the weekend🥹 we have different opinions and by that I mean I defend Sasha too much and she defends JK/no one too much. So she was happy phrench made that comment, she felt less alone (she also said she doesn’t like Sasha as a person that much but she’s still in the first half of the first book so is really entitled to an opinion?🤷🏻‍♀️). She would also like to add “let’s remember when Sasha and JK were first “dating” she was having sex with the Australian guy and never told him once they started having sex” and I just said she was probably being careful with Hudson (how is he? Is he eating? Is he okay?) and they were not really dating so she didn’t need to tell him. See? I think I defend her too much, sue me lol. Below I attach the proof of us arguing over this for literally 3 days straight.

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wait wait so she's arguing with you but she's only read the first half of Flux? how does she know what happened??

Regardless, I love to see it. My dream as a writer was always to put a wedge into even the closest of friendships.

Also, please know the next chapter was already written before you sent this in because there's one part that will amuse you know 😉

But I actually feel really good to know the situation is getting such different responses because I wanted it to be in that mushy argumentative space --otherwise it makes no sense why they didn't just immediately break up or why this even happened in the first place. I know some people still were feeling unsettled about what happened with Seojoon and Sasha --and those feelings are important to help understand what's happening now too. I know some people felt like they got back together to oeasily and quickly --and those feelings are important to help understand what's happening now too. There are all these small things that have been woven in sicne the beginning and those things --good, bad, neutral, and unavoidable-- created the tapestry we're looking at right now. That looks like a fuckign trainwreck lol. There are so many "what ifs" here that could have changed what happened or might not have but could have changed how either character or we react. What if JK had told Sasha? What if she didn't think to suggest they get tested (because she didn't get tested, to Phrench's point, and because sometimes we just don't think to do the obvious thing when we're in the situation). Etc.

ANYWAY I'm excited to keep digging in on this stuff. The growth and development of their relationship --not just their love, but their relationship-- is obviously one of the main conflicts in this story, and all the things like communication and honesty and self-reflection and -awareness, and trust are all wrapped up in that. And they are all thigns that are easier to say than to do, especially in your own situation.

So I'm not surprised people have different answers full of lots of caveats when trying to answer something big and simple like "who fucked up worse?" It's much easier to focus on individual mistakes because otherwise... yeah, you kind of maybe do need to go all the way back to the beginning........

(Also as an aside, thank you for sharing these things with me. It's really excting and validating and mind-blowing to see people spending time talking about the stories I create!)

#flux #asks #🌸anon #🌚anon

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fairybr4t · 7 months

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I’ve written this out multiple times but idk how tumblr keeps deleting it as soon as I go to edit the post. Anyway, I’m going to keep it short and sweet since tumblr keeps trying to fuck me everytime I write this out. You’re entitled to your own thoughts, feelings and opinions. Tumblr is a free space to share what you like, be who you wanna be and express yourself fully. At least that’s how I feel about it and that’s just personally how I’ve used it since 2009 or whenever the fuck I joined before high school. But that’s another story. Anyway, you deserve to freely express yourself. And growing and healing BOTH take time. No matter what it is or how big or small it all takes time. And everyone goes through things differently, similarly, but get through it at different times intervals. And that’s okay. You don’t deserve the hate or the shit talk. Idgaf who these anons are, or what you did or didn’t do. People don’t better themselves or get through things with hatred. Constructive feedback from close friends who wants the best for you (who truly truly want the best for you) maybe. But people who don’t know you personally shouldn’t be allowed into your world or be given your time. Time is valuable and sacred enough as it is.. don’t waste it on those not treating you well!. They’re just negative assholes who make assumptions out of not knowing the full story who just want to be nosy and cause unnecessary drama and problems. People like to be trolls sometimes and it can be taken too far. People are human. People make mistakes idc if it was you or if it was someone else. People grow people change people make mistakes constantly whether it’s you to yourself or to someone else doing it to you or someone else. People hurt people sometimes, people hurt themselves sometimes. It’s not right but I’m saying that to say no one’s hands are clean all the time. And that’s something that needs work. The only way to fix them is to look at things like you and ___vs the problemI. But yeah I’m tangenting) all in all im not trying to speak on your situation. Or whatever but I just wanna say that I see you, I hear you and I understand ya and am here if you ever wanna talk! :) take it one day at a time and remmeber taking tiny steps are just as successful as big ones. You’re doing great.

thank you ;_; i appreciate the kind words ❤️

#asks

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letstrywritingmaybe · 10 months

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I don’t normally hide my rants on this blog but it’s getting lengthy and I just need to sort out some feelings

Listen I totally get people who accept criticism and are open to listening to readers about things they could “improve” on their fics. And more power to you, I get wanting to better your craft! That’s great! But I’m not one of those people. I’m well aware I’m not a real writer and I’m not trying to be. I do this because sometimes I have these stories that I can’t keep in my head so it needs to come out, and I share them just in case someone else can appreciate it too. If you don’t, that’s totally fine, we all have our own opinions. But please just exit out, I promise it’s better if you just decide to close the tab. We will get nowhere. You won’t change my mind on where I want to go or have already gone with my fic, and I won’t cater to you. I’m a self indulgent writer, I write for myself first and foremost. Of course I’ve been inspired by my fellow shippers and I do write gift fics too, but I need an established connection to do so. And even then, I still enjoy what I write cause if I don’t even like it, how can I expect someone else to? I’m definitely not talented enough to put something together and think it’s good enough for someone else’s taste.

I’m ranting and this really doesn’t apply to most of you, but I’m just kinda at a loss for words (shocker I know cause I’ve just ranted so many above). Idk, maybe it’s because I’m such a good commenter (yes I take pride in the fact that my comments are genuine and I love to gush and send love letters), but it really rubs me the wrong way when I get a comment that I just don’t vibe with at all. Especially if this is our first interaction. I don’t know you and I guess it’s nice that you read my fic but also I didn’t ask you to? You could’ve exited out at any point and kept your thoughts to yourself. I don’t expect to only get good comments, I know how unpopular some of my writing/plots are but I still went this route because this is my story that I wanted to tell. And if you don’t agree with it, by all means go write it yourself and make it the way you want it! I highly encourage it! Writing for yourself is one of the best things you can do and it’s wonderful when you finally sit back and see that it’s done! You did it! You made something that you like, and that should be celebrated!

Okay the whole point of this is that I got a comment on a fic I haven’t really thought about in a while and it was kinda a long comment and I was like oh? Kinda wish I didn’t read it and now I’m kinda like how do I reply in a way that isn’t snippy? Cause the person wasn’t being super rude or anything but it’s just that we disagree. Which is fine! Everyone is entitled to their own opinions, but my thing is this is my fic I wrote for myself and this verse in particular is very much catered to me. And I purposely made some choices that I know isn’t necessarily popular as well as some experimenting, but it was the way I wanted the story to go and of course there was projection involved cause there always is in my fics.

Idk, I’m not necessarily hurt or super mad over this but it definitely made me feel a type of way. I think my big thing is I don’t know you and this does not make me want to know you. I encourage this kind of conversation with someone I’ve talked to before and feel comfortable talking to about my ideas, not a random stranger who decided to spend time to read my fic who didn’t necessarily enjoy it the whole time? Why continue to torture yourself? I don’t understand. You could’ve ended it and just noped out.

And I get it, but you posted your fic so you should be able to take whatever people say about it. Sure okay yeah, but have you considered that it’s kinda rude to just go around leaving reviews unprompted? I really do not expect people to leave me comments and I never ask for people to do so because again, I write for myself! This is purely for me! It’s a passion project! I’m not a business, I’m not trying to market myself, I do this because this is my story I want to tell. And I certainly don’t do it for attention, I wouldn’t be writing for this fandom if that’s what I’m looking for. I would definitely go back to my golden otp or really any of my other otps that are more popular with more active fans. Yes you can think what you think, but there’s also a time and place for speaking out loud about them. You can’t just go up to someone and say their shirt is nice but the pants are awful so the outfit is kinda meh just cause they’re out in public. Did they ask? No? And even if you do think that, you keep that shit to yourself cause you’re literally strangers! Mind your business, don’t make your problem my problem cause I’m just here living my life.

I guess I’m just annoyed, like I’ve definitely gotten way worse comments before and usually I ignore them or just brush it off. Which is likely what I’ll do here, it’s just annoying. Like really? Today you had to do this? My one day back home before going back to the Bay blues? Gee thanks.

Update: I believe in second chances, and the person ended up deleting their comment (which was nice) after I replied. I failed at not being snarky, but at that point it was way too early and I was at the airport so I didn’t care anymore. They did comment on another fic of mine which I guess was slightly better than the first one, at least my choices weren’t criticized here (even though I actually do get a lot of hate for that fic and I knew I would cause it’s controversial, but I had to get it out and I always tag and put warnings so if you don’t like it please just leave!! I don’t force anyone to read my fics!) so I was more civil replying to this one and I do kinda feel bad cause I know how hard it is to get comments. I really hope I didn’t scare them off commenting for you guys, just because I don’t seek validation doesn’t mean I should ruin it for other people. So hopefully they’ll still comment in the future… but yeah that’s that I suppose. I just really didn’t think I would have to deal with this after I restricted my account to registered users. Like I get saying shit anonymously cause you think you’re invisible or something, which is still not cool. People who send hateful anons are the absolute worse, the anon feature is for love letters only, don’t be a dick. But yeah, anyways I’m unfortunately back in the Bay and will hope to survive until I can go home for real. I also really really need to work on my July prompts, I swear I was going to but then I got in a foul mood *sigh it’s okay my man pitches today so we will think happy thoughts <3

#cynply ranting #listen I know I’m lots of love but there’s a reason I changed my @#I can’t be loving all the time anymore and I really don’t have the patience or heart to keep being nice and accepting #I do have a lot of love to give and I still love to send love #but I’m definitely wary of strangers. like I can be pleasant but not if our first interaction is a bad vibe #I’m an extrovert and I love talking to new people but not like this man #I’m tired. real life has been really draining and fandom is supposed to be my escape so this is not helping

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imthebadguyyy · 3 years

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maybe something like interviewer asking her sexist questions and the boys stand up for her , after that interview she feels insecure and the boys comfort her . that's just an idea you don't have to write it !! <33

I hope you like it, and I'm so sorry about the delay 😭 I couldn't find my footing with this one, and I hope it's what you wanted ! Have a lovely day 💙

The One Where They're There For Her

Pairing - One Direction x Reader (6thmember!female!reader)

Fandom - One Direction (Directioners)

Summary - A particularly sexist interview decides to reduce you to just a sexual being and makes no effort to hide his misogyny. But the boys are there to support you.

Warnings - sexualization of the lgbt community, sexist comments, swearing, (honestly I hated myself for writing some of the comments here,and I'm so sorry)

Being a part of the biggest band in the world comes with certain responsibilities. Not responsibilities that come along with signing a recording contract, but those that a person deems themselves responsible for. For example, as the only female in a boyband, a female with a fanbase as large as yours, you took it upon yourself to always stand up for what's right, and to be an ally for the causes close to your heart.

That meant that your social media was often flooded with information about important causes, or your opinions on issues like feminism. Was it always well received? Heck no. There were people filled your feed with hate and comments calling you the most horrible names and labelling you a 'man hater' and a 'bitch' But you didn't let it get to you. On most days. On days like today, it was all you could do to keep it together. It had been a tiring few days, touring, recording, performing and doing an endless amount of interviews and photoshoots. It was safe to say you were on the last of your nerves, having battled your way through a makeup artist who had insisted on pointing out your flaws and had used a shit ton of makeup to cover them up. You had battled a photographer who had not hesitated to tell you that if you didn't look more feminine people would think you were turning into a man.

Before you could retaliate, Paul had dragged him away and told management to cancel the photoshoot, and find another photographer before grabbing the six of you some sandwiches and had let you all go back for a quick power nap at the hotel. Then in about half an hour he had woken you up, to get you ready for another interview. That's how you were here, in a white jumpsuit and a black blazer jacket, paired with black heels. Another day, another interviewer that got on your nerves. But this one, this one was different. This interviewer was different, but also the same. Another misogynistic man who thought he was entitled to stare at your ass and cleavage, and eye fuck you as you settled into a seat in between Niall and Zayn.

Settling in, you crossed one knee over the other, plastering a fake smile onto your face, as the man leaned back in his chair, throwing you a sleazy smirk. Noticing the look, Zayn shifted so you were out of view of the interviewer, but in view of the audience. It was in moments like this that you were a 100× more grateful to have your boys. They were well aware of how sleazy some interviewers could be, having had plenty of experience with them, and Zayn and Louis in particular were very protective about the way you were treated. Squeezing your thigh softly, he leaned back a little, lips settling into a thin line as he looked at the interviewer with a cold look. A little behind, Louis threw the interviewer a dirty look.

"So, One Direction! Congratulations on the album, as you all know its out on November the 22nd, with eighteen new songs, including the singles Night Changes and Steal My Girl Speaking of stealing girls, do you think I could steal your number Y/N? And may I mention, you look ver, very hot in that outfit" The interviewer joked, throwing you what he thought was a sexy smirk. (P.S - it wasn't) Answering with an awkward laugh, you shook your head, as Niall tensed up beside you. "Aww come on, your'e a pretty girl, I'm a handsome guy, let's go out sometime" he pressed on, ignoring the growing anger in Harry's eyes. "That's umm, nice. But no thanks, I'm not going to go out with you" was your answer, as you pushed a strand of hair behind your ear. Picking up on your nervous tic, Zayn moved his hand to rest on your knee, stopping it from bouncing up and down.

"Aww come on baby, what is it? You like girls or something? Because I wouldn't mind being a part of that action either" the sleazebag chuckled, ignoring the disgusted look Liam sent his way. "That's rude" Liam said, while Zayn tightened his grip on your knee. "Oh come on lads, are you telling me the idea doesn't appeal to you? Two women together, mm, makes me all excited just thinking about it, especially if one of them's Y/N" That comment was all it took for Louis to stand up, turning to the man and saying in a voice much rougher than his usual voice, "Alright, that's fuckin' enough, what the fuck is actually wrong with you?" he was backed up by Liam, who stood up, going to tower over the interviewer, whose eyes had lost some of the sleazy look in them. "All you've done since we walked in here is make those disgusting comments about Y/N, and it's sickening. Have some fucking respect" he practically spat.

Behind him, Zayn took your hand in his and pulled you to your feet, noticing the slight glossiness in them, leading you back to the dressing rooms, while Niall, Liam, Louis and Harry stayed back to continue to snap at the interviewer. "That is no way to treat a woman, and not only are you disrespecting her, you also made those god awful events about seeing women together. Your'e a shame to every single person in this room by talking like that" Harry continued, glancing over his shoulder to check if you were okay.

"And no, it doesn't excite us, because we are not assholes, and you are, a disgusting sleaze who does not deserve the job he has. Fuckin loser" Niall chimed in, standing up and storming out. Louis stood up as well, turning to directly face the cameras and the cameramen and sound technicians, who had all looked shocked when the man had made his comments towards you. "I sure as hell hope you have that on record, so you can see just how fucking sexist this industry is to women. Y/N does the same job as us, works just as hard and has the same number of awards, nominations, and records and yet you decide to only focus on her body, clothes, love life and sexuality. Get a fucking life" he spat at the camera, before walking away himself, eventually followed by Harry and Liam, who apologized to the outraged fans before leaving themselves. As they made their way to the dressing rooms they could hear the audience telling the interviewer to apologize to you, their anger at the way you were treated echoing through the building.

Walking in, Harry caught sigh of you curled up in one of the armchairs, with Louis sitting beside you, while Niall and Zayn talked to a furious Paul. "He had no damn right to treat her like shite, and you need to make sure that he knows those comments were un-fuckin-acceptable" Niall was saying, looking angrier than Harry had ever seen him. "And to make those sickening comments about wanting to get action? Can't we sue him for something?" Was Zayn's reply, glancing over his shoulder at you to make sure you were still okay. "We can't sue him, atleast I don't think we can, but I'll have someone let the smug bastard know that he needs to learn how to respect a woman" Paul said, before leaving the room to give the six of you some time together before you had to head back to the hotel.

"How're you feeling darling?" Louis said, moving over and patting your knee so you moved. "I'm okay" you mumbled back, letting Louis settle in next to you, leaning back to rest on his chest. "He had no fuckin right to say any of that, and don't you let it trouble you for a second" Zayn added, pouring out a cup of tea for you and for Louis and Harry. "I don't care about what he said, I couldn't care less, but it was just so frustrating, sitting there and listening to him just sexualize a whole community of people. You've got to be in a really sad place to think of shit like that. That's what annoyed me. You think I give a damn about what he said about my clothes or wanting to take me out on a date? It was the way he was talking, like he was sure any woman would be glad to have him that irked me. He's really tiresome" was your reply, as you reached forward for a sip of your tea. "That's the right attitude love. Haters gonna hate" Harry said.

"I know that. But I just wish I could punch him once, which sounds mean, but he does kind of deserve it" Niall said, earning a laugh from you. Niall was never usually aggressive, and even now, he wasn't particularly rude but it was rare to see him wanting to punch someone. "It's okay Niall, you don't have to. I can do it myself, but I won't" you replied, leaning up to squeeze his hand. "Besides, Ni, if you went and punched him, I'd do it too, and then we'd all go to jail" Liam chimed in, scrolling through his twitter. "Twitter isn't happy either babe. #stopsexualization and #Y/Ndeservesbetter is trending already" he added, showing you his phone. "If it means some of these sexist asses get their heads out of the sand, I'm happy. But I dont want to to think about it now" you replied, cuddling closer to the warmth radiating from Louis's body.

"Okay, we won't talk about it. Do you want to go back to the hotel?" Harry asked, standing up and walking to the door "No I want to go to Nando's. Anybody else hungry?" You asked, to nods of assent from the boys. "I'm starving. Those stupid sandwiches didn't fill me up at all" Zayn said, standing up to grab his coat and wallet. "I know and I'm craving some hot Peri Peri chicken with some fries. Do you think they'd let me put the lemon and herb sauce on the fries?" You asked, standing up yourself, earning a laugh from Louis. "Your'e an international superstar babe, I think they'd give you some lemon herb sauce" Liam joked.

Laughing, the six of you made your way to the car, with Harry and Niall squishing you in between them, as Louis sat in the back with Liam, and Zayn sat in the front with Paul (he was driving thank GOD) "I'm proud of you darling" Harry chimed in suddenly. "I am too" Niall added. "You know I am" Louis said, before Liam added "Always babe" and Zayn turned to smile at you before adding, "We are all proud of you, and we always will be, not only because you do a damn good job of not listening to the haters, but because you do what you think is right" "Awh come on, your'e gonna make me cry" you mumbled, leaning into Niall's shoulder. "Almost makes me feel bad for teasing you about having an extremely low spice tolerance the last time we were at Nando's Haz" you smirked, earning a roar of laughter from the boys.

"That chicken was spicy love!" "It was lemon and herb with no peri peri!" "And it was spicy!"

And just like that, you were back to messing around with each other. Sleazy interviewers would come and go, but your boys were always there to support you. Always.

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A/N - Thanks for reading ! I'd also like to apologize on the behalf of this fictitious interviewer I made up, I felt so bad while writing some of this 😭 anyways, I hope this is what you wanted! Enjoy !

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itgirlification · 3 years

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supermodel | jjk

the last three months have been hell for you, but Jungkook seemed to be living his best life.

pairing: ex-bf!jk x thick!reader

warnings: explicit mentions of body image and insecurities, infidelity, anal sex, oral (male receive), foul language (kinda), etc.

now playing: supermodel by sza

part two part three

Exactly three months ago, your and Jungkook’s 2 years relationship officially ended. Unofficially, it ended about 5 months ago. And for about one month now, Jungkook’s been seeing someone else.

Your heart and mind told you not to do it but you couldn’t help calculating. Three months ago, you were still dating, two months later, he started dating someone else. That must mean he’s known her for a while. Did he cheat on you with her? Well, it’s not like it matters now anyway, does it?

Her name was Yuki, an undeniable Japanese beauty. You were still in college, studying music and she was a famous model who appeared in internationally known magazines. You assumed she met Jungkook during a photoshoot since he was a professional photographer who often worked for companies like Vogue and Playboy. You couldn’t help but compare yourself to her.

It wasn’t the fact that he moved on so quickly that hurt you the most. It was the fact that he knew all about your low self-esteem and how you lack confidence. Especially about your body. And he still went and dated a model, of all professions in the world. He was definitely over you.

If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he did it on purpose. But thankfully, you knew better, he looked too happy for that to be even considered. He forgot about you.

You’re making yourself sadder by remembering all the times he assured you you were beautiful and your body was nothing to be ashamed of. The times he let his fingertips run over the lines of your stretch marks, whispering in your ear how much he loved them and how they reminded him of Tiger stripes. The times he caressed your jiggly thighs and told you how sexy he thought they were.

Then your mind would drift back to the phone in your hand, the Instagram page of Yuki Sakurai opened, careful not to accidentally like anything and expose yourself. Not that she’d notice anyway, she had 3.7 million followers, while you had a private one with 500 followers and no posts, and she gets around 300 to 700 thousand likes on each post, depending on whether she posts random photos or pretty pictures of herself. Or newly, your ex-boyfriend, Jungkook. Oh, how crazy everybody goes whenever she posts him. People love them together. You couldn’t blame them. Two attractive people? Of course, they’re gonna look great together.

Fucking great.

That the end of your relationship with Jungkook would look like this was semi-predictable from the beginning. He did admit to you that he never thought he’d date someone that looked like you when you first dated. And your heart broke a little. But he also made up for it in those two years, it was a beautiful relationship nonetheless.

While you weren’t exactly his ‘ideal’ type, he was definitely yours. You always heard from other women ‘when in a relationship, the man always has to love the woman more than she loves him. Otherwise, it won’t work.’ You never really got the saying until your breakup with Jungkook happened. It was the fact that you clearly loved Jungkook more than he loved you that lead to this.

“Oh my goodness!”, your roommate, Jane, dramatically exclaimed. “Will you stop feeling bad for yourself and do something? That’s not what hot girls do, sis.”

Jane was a lovely girl with a not so lovely temper. She always means well and you got along perfectly as soon as you met. Which was around 3 and a half years ago.

She looked over your shoulder to see what you were looking at. You obviously didn’t want her to see you snooping around your ex-boyfriend’s current girlfriend’s Instagram but it was too late.

“Seriously, yn?”, she took your phone in her hand and threw it on the bed. “Let’s go somewhere, you can’t do this to yourself anymore. I’m not letting you.”

Jane was clearly worried about you at this point. The only thing you did these last few weeks was eating, shower, cry, sleep and miss a whole bunch of classes. This wasn’t good at all.

“Where?”, your question was short.

“To the mall? Or the nail studio? Anything that’ll get you out of this fucking dormitory.”, Jane sighed, pulling the blanket off of you, making you whine a little. “C’mon, go put on some cute outfit and we’ll go.”

You felt bad since she was trying hard to make you feel better. But it didn’t really work.

You nodded, standing up from the bed, nonetheless. You picked out a cute two-piece dress, that brought back blurred memories of the time you went on a date with Jungkook, wearing the same two-piece. Bet Yuki would look cuter in this...

‘Shut your petty ass up, yn. It’s embarrassing, the way you’re stuck on a taken guy who wants nothing to do with you’

You wish you could change the way you think, even if it’s just for an hour or two. You wish you would stop imagining Jungkook judging you when he saw you naked or when you told him that you wished you could cut off some of your fat with a pair of scissors.

You were beyond ashamed of yourself. Why wasn’t it easy for you to just stay by yourself? why were you so desperately in need of Jungkook by your side to the point where you’d lock yourself in your room for a month just because he isn’t there?

You needed Jungkook. You became so attached to him in those two years, because you always saw him as a permanent, a forever. Not just a temporary, not just a distant memory. You already saw him as the father of your children, as the man you’re gonna marry.

You were so blinded by the fact that you had him, that you forgot you could lose him anytime.

“I’m done, let’s go.”, unenthusiastically, you announced to Jane, who was already waiting for you.

“Let’s get the fuck outta here!”, In contrast to your spirit, hers seemed to be all roses and daisies. “Lord knows you need it...”

__________

“Look at this cute ass skirt, girl”, Jane pointed at a chic, wine mini skirt she was holding. “You know, when I saw it back there I wanted to have it, but it’d look so much better on you”

You took a few seconds to admire Jane’s beauty. She was about 3 cm taller than you, had a great posture, and almond, dark brown eyes that suited her dark skin tone perfectly. Her body leaned more towards the slimmer side.

“Shut up! No, it would not”, you let out a small giggle. “It would look gorgeous on you, buy it.”

She smiled a little at your laughs. She was happy to see you at least a little cheerful again. “Yeah, but I think it’d look better on you. I’m entitled to my own opinion, am I not?”

You knew this debate was gonna go back and forth, because of her stubbornness. “Let’s both buy the skirt.”

You ended up doing so, added by a bunch of bags full of clothing. This may’ve turned into your new coping mechanism. Who needed therapy when you can go on a shopping spree?

Two hours were spent in boutiques and clothing stores and Jane decided she was tired, wanting to visit the local spa.

“No, seriously, these Riverdale seasons just keep on getting worse and worse. Netflix needs to step up their game ASAP”, Jane ranted, making you laugh at how serious she takes it. “It’s getting embarrassing. I’m being for real.”

The two of you were sitting in the whirlpool at the spa, relaxing your whole bodies a little.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever, I don’t watch these new Netflix shows anyways. Been stuck on the vampire diaries for the last 7 years”, you chuckled, knowing you hated trying new things. “Can you pass me one of those magazines?”

Jane nodded, grabbing a random one from the table next to her and handed it to you, without looking at it.

The cover of it caught your eyes immediately. How could it not, when your ex’s new girl looks absolutely dazzling on the front page of it.

‘Supermodel Yuki Sakurai talks summer fashion tips, struggle with self-love and most importantly, her hot, new boyfriend the media is going crazy over’ was the headline of the Harper’s Bazaar Magazine cover.

You felt your stomach getting sick and your breath getting heavier, but you still flipped the pages until you found the one with her interview. You began reading it, skipping the boring parts.

‘Int: so, we see you have a new boyfriend. Tell us, how did you guys meet?

Yuki: Yeah, he’s an amazing guy. We actually met about six or five months ago at one of my photoshoots, since he’s a photographer and we exchanged numbers and stuff, and then we made it official mid last month.’

About six or five months ago? You were with him back then, but her answer was too unclear to find out if he cheated or not.

“Woah, yn, you okay?”

You entirely forgot about the fact that you were with Jane, let alone somewhere other than your bed.

Before you could react, Jane snatched the magazine out of your hand.

“You really can’t escape them, huh?”, She sighs, taking you in her arm. “It’s gonna be okay, baby. In a few months, you’re gonna look back to this and think wow I really was stuck on a guy who’s scared of microwaves and cried like a bitch when Iron Man died.”

You laughed, punching her arm playfully. “You know, I actually love these things about him. Shows his sensitivity and the way he perceives things.”

Jane looked at you as if she didn’t believe you were actually saying that stuff. “Girl, you’re overanalyzing this. Let’s just throw this shit in the trash, okay?”

She put the magazine aside.

“I just don't know what I did wrong.”, You murmured. “I know we weren't the best, but we didn't even fight that much. We could’ve talked it through.”

Jane pursed her lips and cooed. “You know, relationships are complicated sometimes. The reason why he broke up, to begin with, is probably not your fault.”

“Well, what if it is? I mean what if I was too fat or too ugly for him?”, you asked. “If he wanted a skinny girl so bad, I could’ve lost weight for him, I don’t get it.”

Jane looked at you like you lost your mind entirely. “I can’t believe you just said that! Even if that was the reason, which it wasn’t, you shouldn’t make yourself suffer because of it. That’s his loss. You’re beyond gorgeous and you have an amazing body.”

“You’re just saying that.”, tears slowly started coming up in your eyes. “But the thing is Jungkook knows all about my insecurities. Why would he do that to me? I know he knows that I’m still not over him.”

You usually didn’t like crying in front of other people, but you didn’t really care at the moment, besides that was Jane. You trusted her with your life.

“Girl, men are trash, I can’t believe you’re crying over one right now, seriously.”, she wiped your tears and held your face between her hands. “You know, honestly, I’ve read so many articles about how models actually hate themselves and have like the lowest self-esteem so in conclusion, no matter how miserable you are, his new girl is even more miserable.”

You knew Jane didn’t mean it in a harmful way, but it sounded harsher than needed. “I don’t hate her, she probably doesn’t even know about me. I’m just really insecure. He upgraded from me. He’s dating a whole model now.”

The situation just felt like a deja vu of these last few weeks laying in your bed, even though you were at the spa with your friend. You were supposed to have fun, yet you didn’t feel like having any.

“Why would you feel insecure when all you’ve seen of her are Instagram posts and red carpet pictures? She’s supposed to look beautiful, it’s her job.”

To a certain extent, Jane was right, but that didn’t really help your situation, you still felt bad about yourself. You stayed silent.

“C’mon, this isn’t fun anymore. Let’s leave.”, Jane mumbled.

_______

it’s been two days since the incident at the spa and you felt a little bit better now.

Those days were spent reading the same three book series you’ve read your entire life, overthinking, hot Cheetos, Indian takeout, and Netflix. It really wasn’t as miserable as it sounded.

You were just taking a little rest before term break ends and you have to go back to the shithole college again.

Jane was using the time until college starts again, but in different ways than you were. She was planning on going to some frat party in an hour and forget about the world’ for a minute. Or till 4 in the morning, where she will most likely drunk call you and ask you for a ride back to the dorms, because the friends she went to the party with were shit-faced as well and were in no way capable of driving anywhere without the cops stopping them.

Going out partying on a Friday night was a Jane tradition. In the past, you’d sometimes go with her, but you mostly spent your time out with Jungkook doing something more fun than partying could ever be. Now you can’t do that anymore, but laying in bed is more ideal than a party for you at the moment.

“How do I look?”, Jane twirled around to show off her black cocktail dress. She looked beautiful.

“You look beautiful.”, you responded to her question. “Are you leaving now?”

“Hm”, she said, to which you nodded. “You sure you don’t wanna come with me? It’s gonna be really fun.”

You shook your head no.

“Alright”, she shrugged, making her way out of your bedroom. “But I told you, it’s gonna be fun.”

You chuckled, rolling your eyes. “I’ll stay here, I have shit to do.”

“Yeah, right, like binge-watching the vampire diaries and taking 5-hour naps”, she said in a sarcastic tone. “Anyway, bye-bye, Vic’s already waiting for me in the car.”

Victoria was perhaps one of the most obnoxious people you know, yet she was too much of a nice person for you to talk shit about her. The voice of your intrusive thoughts couldn’t help but to, though.

“Alright, bye, take care and say hi to Vic from me.”

After Jane left, an hour went by like it was just a couple of minutes. You were starting to get real bored and decided to watch some regular tv in hopes to find something you enjoy. You ended up not finding anything fun, but you still watched it, because you didn’t have anything else to do.

A few moments later, the doorbell rang and you were suddenly worried. Either this is a serial killer or Jane forgot something.

But to your surprise, it was neither, but it was none other than

“Jungkook?”, truly, those were the only words you were able to mutter out at your shocked state. “What are you do-“

At the speed of light, you were interrupted by your ex-boyfriend pressing his lips to yours. He didn’t say a word.

You weren’t expecting him. Not knowing how you were supposed to feel at the moment, you just let it happen. You were sure your mental state couldn’t get any worse than that, no matter how this will affect you in the end.

“Is Jane home?”, for the first time in 3 months, you’re hearing his silky voice again.

Jungkook knew Jane always had some type of special hatred for him with her killing stares and her bitter comments. You didn’t notice either though.

He also knew she must hate him even more after your breakup. Or maybe she liked him more now since she was able to get rid of him without killing anyone.

“No”, your answer was short and it made a weight fall from Jungkook’s shoulders before he continued kissing you.

It wasn’t anything you haven’t done before, yet it felt like it’s been ages since it last happened. Your mind drifted to the thought of Jungkook and his model girlfriend. You were asking yourself what their sex life was like, if she was tighter than you or if she had stretch marks and scars.

Jungkook’s lips were moving south, giving your neck wet kisses, while you were wondering why he broke up with his model girlfriend. Or if he even did. You felt selfish for not caring.

Removing your clothes one by one, you were left in your underwear, while Jungkook only had his boxers on.

This body was yours. You knew it inside out. Where he liked to get touched and where he preferred not to. You knew him better than anyone else. You were sure.

You already moved to your bedroom, since Jungkook effortlessly carried you there. You were sat on his lap, facing him and your hands were in his messy hair. His hands were around your waist, he was slightly smiling into the kiss, as you started grinding on him. He loved how easy it was for him to turn you on. You were still his.

Cutting off the kiss, he looked you in the eyes, while his hand was on your cheek. “Say aah.”, he said.

You widened your mouth obediently, which was followed by him collecting as much saliva as he could in his mouth and spitting it into your mouth.

“Swallow.”, demanding, he spit on your face, his eyes become darker with every passing moment. You did as he said.

You looked at him with big eyes. He knew you loved it. You’ve always had a thing for him degrading and humiliating you during sex.

He started grinding on you almost desperately. You knew exactly what he wanted.

Getting out of his grip, you dropped to your knees and freed his hard dick from his drawers. You reached for it and started pumping it, and licking it. Your spit was leaking down his dick as you used it for lubrication. Then you started sucking on it, just the way you used to.

Jungkook’s groans and satisfied sighs were enough to make you even wetter than before. You enjoyed giving more than receiving.

Your mouth was wet and warm around him, giving him a feeling of familiarity. You lick over the tip a few times, then proceed to fully take him into your mouth.

The bulge in your throat could be seen and the way your eyes were tearing up a little wasn’t bothering you at all. You loved giving.

Jungkook started thrusting in and out of your warm, welcoming mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat multiple times.

“Fuck”, a throaty moan left Jungkook’s mouth, giving you hints that he was about to cum. And he did, releasing in your mouth before you swallowed it. “Shit, baby, that was so good.”

You felt your face heat up and a sheepish smile made its way to your face. Your throat was sore.

The two of you were on the bed again. To you, it felt like it was the times before your breakup again, when you’d purposely start an argument just for the makeup sex because Jungkook wasn’t giving you any anymore. It was like sex was the only thing to look forward to.

You felt attached to Jungkook to a point where it was dangerous. You weren’t okay when he wasn’t around. He affected every part of your life and God knew it wasn’t always a positive thing. Maybe it was the fact that he took your virginity. Maybe because he was your first boyfriend, the first guy that made you believe you were worthy of love and that someone was actually capable of loving you. One thing you knew was Jungkook had an expansive influence on your life.

While you were practically drowning in your own thoughts, Jungkook was busy taking off your underwear.

“You okay?”, Jungkook calmly asked you, looking at your riddled face.

“Huh? Yeah, I’m okay.”, you sounded distracted, Jungkook wasn’t sure about asking you what it is though. He didn’t feel like getting personal.

So he shrugged it off and started kissing you again, his dick was unsurprisingly hard again as he played with your tits. He drew lines over the stretch marks of your thighs and kissed them.

“Can I fuck your ass?”, Jungkook’s raspy, tired-sounding voice casually asked, to which you quickly nodded, knowing that Jungkook’s favorite position had always been anal. He was massaging and gripping your ass firmly.

“This is gonna hurt at first, but I promise it gets better.”, He warned calmly into your ear, while putting some lube on his dick and just went right into your ass, slowly thrusting so you don’t feel as much pain.

He was right, it did hurt a lot when he first put it in, but the pain just changed into pleasure in a matter of time and his slow-paced thrusts helped with the adjustment.

“Fuck, I missed this ass”, he practically growled into your ear, as he kept on thrusting in and out, steadily gripping your wide hips with his big, veiny hands. “It just doesn’t feel right when I’m inside her ass.”

You knew your confidence shouldn’t rely on Jungkook bringing his girlfriend down, but you couldn’t help but feel good about your body when he said that. It’s been a while since you felt even a tiny spark of confidence. You weren’t so fond of him mentioning her while he was inside of you.

Your soft moans rang through the whole room like sirens, while he watched your ass jiggle against his pelvis, thrusting in and out faster every second. He missed this.

You had always thought you were indecisive, but you knew exactly what you wanted. You just couldn’t have that, so you’d eventually have to settle for less.

Jungkook wasn’t to blame for it, you just couldn’t concede your shortcomings. The movie’s villain wasn’t always the real villain.

Your hands traveled to your pussy to make sure you’d orgasm as well, when you heard Jungkook’s breathing getting heavier and his thrusts getting gentler than before, indicating that he was gonna cum soon. You were certain he could make you cum with just anal, but you wanted to cum with him.

With furrowed eyebrows and drops of sweat dripping down his body, Jungkook looked down at your arched back. The whole scene was sticky, especially when Jungkook presses his upper body to your back, whispering sweet nothings into your ear and kissing the spot.

It was kinda odd, having sex with your ex-boyfriend you were crying over just a day ago. There was a certain intensity to it though. Like your long-lasting nostalgia was finally fulfilled.

You’ve realized you couldn’t imagine yourself being intimate with anybody else. Jungkook already knew your body, how it looked without the material protecting it, the strawberry skin, the slightly sagging breasts you swore you’d surgically remove once you had the chance to but didn’t. He knew where you liked being touched, he was the first one to even touch you in those places.

You were unsure what you’d do with yourself when he leaves.

Jungkook’s thrusts slowly started stopping and you too felt the familiar sensation in your stomach.

Suddenly, you two were nothing but desire, fear, and pleasure. And faster than you could process, you came together.

For minutes after your orgasm, you were just laying on the bed, thoughtless. Maybe a little regretful. Not you, but him.

You weren’t facing each other, but you could hear each other’s breathing. Your stomach was filled with something you’d describe as post-sex melancholia.

All of a sudden, Jungkook stood up from the bed, startling your resting self a little, but you decided to keep quiet, wanting to see what he was going to do.

He made his way to the door to leave what he thought was your sleeping body laying there. You couldn’t keep quiet anymore.

“Where are you going?”, your soft voice suddenly rang in his ears. “Don’t you wanna stay?”

He didn’t know how exactly to tell you. You’ve always been a gullible little girl, you were the type of girl to think fucking equals love. Little did you know that wasn’t the case at all.

“Yn.... you know I can’t”, Jungkook responded, you knew it wasn’t gonna be good when he said your name like that. “I got a girl at home and I don’t wanna mess shit up with her.”

There it was. Your suspicion was corroborated. He was still going out with the model and you were a certified home wrecker. Great.

You physically felt your heart breaking. “Bu- but why are you here then?”

You were incapable of being mad at him at the moment. It was your fault for letting him in, again. After breaking your trust and your heart.

“This was a mistake”, he declared, not looking into your eyes. “I’m sorry, yn...”

He’s moved past your room now, already at the exit of your dormitory. He was about to leave.

“You already ruined shit with her when you came here and fucked me.”, your voice was small, but your words were heard.

Without looking back, he left.

And you went back to your room, standing in the middle of it for a minute in silence before your brain fully processed what had happened and your tears started pouring.

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On fandom, shipping and boundaries

Since I have seen a lot of talk about boundaries and shipping over the last couple days, and because that has led to me doing a lot of thinking on it/ I just wanted to share my few cents on the topic.

For those who haven’t seen me talk about this before I should probably mention that I’ve been in fandom for over ten years and in RPF spaces for six years now. So that’s the background that informs my opinions.

So let’s get into this.

Most of the arguments I see center around the opinion that we as fans need consent from content creators to essentially do anything in fandom. Which is right where it starts for me to be honest.

Fandom is and has always been a subculture where fans of a thing meet and exchange their ideas and create art and fic and all sorts of other transformative works for each other. Emphasis on “for each other”.

As a fan I am in fandom spaces to talk to other people who like the same things I do, and I am in fandom spaces to share with other fans what I create based on the things we like (fanfic in my personal case).

Over the past ten years I have watched the increasing shift towards where fandom is more out in the open, and where fans apparently feel like they can and should approach creators with the things they used to share in fandom circles. Obviously some creators have made it clear that they don’t have a problem with that, have actively encouraged it, or admitted to seeking it out to some extend. I think the most famous example for this is probably Bryan Fuller and his enthusiasm about Hannibal fandom in general and Hannigram fanworks in particular, or Mads Mikkelsen, who to my knowledge has publicly admitted to reading (and liking) explicit Hannigram fic. They made that decision for themselves and I think that’s great for them.

Now here’s also the heart of the issue for me. Because I am a very strong believer in the fourth wall, meaning that there is fandom and then there is the spaces where we get to interact with the creators (cons, more recently social media accounts), and yes, sometimes those things intersect, but that does not mean the fourth wall is and should be disregarded.

Shipping especially (since that’s the reason I am writing this post) is a subset of fandom. Not everyone in fandom ships; not everyone in fandom wants to ship. And that’s completely fine. We’re all here to have fun and we all look for different things from what we do in fandom. But at no point does that entitle any of us to demand others to cater to what we personally want from fandom. And at no point does any of this mean we should feel like we have to ask for permission to do the things we do.

Fandom is not just transformative, it is transgressive. Modern fandom, especially modern slash fandom got popularised by women writing queer content about Star Trek in the 1970s (the first published slash story was published in a zine in 1974). And yes, there are cases where I would argue for being publicly transgressive, but I do not think that this should apply to fandom, and being transgressive means that I can and will do things without regard to what any creator wants me to do.

And this is where we go back to the fourth wall and the question of boundaries. I have seen a trend in Hermitcraft fandom specifically where people approach content creators to ask them what their boundaries are and compile lists of who is fine with what. And that in itself crosses a boundary for me.

See one of the most important things I learned in fandom in general, and in Hockey RPF specifically is that the fourth wall is one of the most important boundaries we have in fandom. Shipping is for us. Not for the creators or the professionals involved. And I will be honest with you, none of the shippers I know in Hermitcraft fandom actively share their shippy stuff with creators. In fact, a lot of them feel uncomfortable at the mere suggestion that any of the Hermits could read or see their shipping content.

Asking the Hermits (and other content creators) what they think about shipping and whether they are okay with it is crossing that boundary, and in my personal opinion it shows a disregard for the content creators these “fans” presumably care about. If you actually want to respect them, just keep that stuff away from them. They are adults, if they happen to find it they can decide to ignore it. And if they decide not to ignore it then that is their own decision. A decision they can make for themselves, because once again, they are adults.

But people will use even ambiguous statements or non-statements and twist them to mean what they think they should mean and then go and harass people who kept this content to their own circles and sharing it with others who want to see it and try to tell them what they can and cannot do. They will tell you “I don’t speak for them” and then tell you that the only way to read a statement is their way. The moment you take an ambiguous statement or a statement that has never been made and say "this means that" without letting the person in question clarify, you are attempting to speak for them. And no, this does not mean I want people to ask the Hermits for clarification. I want people to not bring this up with the Hermits at all

And I have seen the concept of consent being brought up in this context and I am just going to say it: The concept of consent does not apply here.

The concept of consent as used by anti-shippers and yes, also shippers insistent on respecting these boundaries, whether they are correctly interpreted or not, is the concept of consent we apply to s*xual encounters. And that concept does not apply here. At all.

Consent as applied to s*xual encounters is a legal tool used to determine whether an encounter was unconsensual and thus breaking the law, or not.

I have seen an analogy being thrown around where creating shipping content without being told by the person you create it about that they are okay with it is the same as walking up to a stranger and holding their hand without asking if they are okay with it.

This analogy is false.

A more fitting analogy would be this: You see a stranger and you would like to hold their hand. You walk up to them to ask if you can, potentially making them feel uncomfortable. This is what people asking Hermits about whether they are okay with shipping are doing.

Or you could quietly draw art of yourself holding the stranger's hands or write about it, and not show it to them, meaning they will never know, which has literally no effect on them whatsoever. This is what shippers are already doing.

We all have fantasies. It's human to have fantasies. There is nothing wrong with that. The moment this becomes an issue is when we ignore the boundaries of the objects of our fantasies and tell them about them unsolicited.

Another thing I want to make abundantly clear here is the following: The Hermits are not your friends.

They may be accessible online and they may even talk to fans online, but they are not our friends. We know as much as they are willing to share publicly. Nothing more and nothing less. What we know about and of them is a public persona. And yes, that persona may or may not include aspects of their real personalities, but at the end of the day they are effectively strangers.

Accessibility online does not mean we are entitled to cross boundaries we would not cross in real life either. And someone talking to you about something unrelated does not make you entitled to ask them frankly invasive questions about things they might not have encountered or put much thought into without you asking those questions.

Furthermore, I would like us all to remember what happened when ZombieCleo came out and told anti-shippers that they should stop harassing shippers. This fandom has a history and considering that history, I am not surprised when Hermits give ambiguous statements or try to avoid saying anything, even ignoring for a moment that it's invasive. If I had witnessed people bully my friend and that same community is now asking me to state my opinion on the same issue I would think twice about how to reply. Especially if I rely on that same community for part of my income.

This is a lot of text already and I could probably find more to say but I'll wrap it up here. If you have any concerns or want to discuss points further my ask box is open. Just don't be an asshole.

#hermitcraft #discourse #scummy post

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yandere-sins · 2 years

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Complaint darling fanfics are so dumb (no offense to anyone that likes them but like, y) 💀💀 like that's not a yandere you just have a possessive and/or mildly toxic partner bro

Okay, I wanted to give my two cents on this actually because, like you, I don't want to shame anyone who likes it, but seeing how much of a topic it seemingly is for so many people coming on my blog, I feel it's fair if I elaborate on why I am not comfortable with the compliant darlings. Hopefully, that can deter some people to keep arguing about the matter with me just because they have their own opinions (which is okay, they are entitled to that. It's just not mine).

To me, personally, yandere is a horror trope. Admittedly a (un)comfortably realistic, psychological horror trope (depending on if you search for the horror or the romance), but horror nonetheless. And aside from the friends I made on this blog, no one in my immediate friend group or family would understand/understands why I like it. Hence, I am very often faced with the question of why I'd want to write yandere, and I also don't get to just let go and write just anything as I had intense conversations about it before that really stuck with me.

As much as I love the horror excitement that yandere has, I, too, enjoy the 'unconditional love by all means' that it is and the comfort it can give, and I have always been open and said so in my previous posts about it. But at the same time, having grown up with many different people around me, in different situations that sometimes led them to have problematic relationships, I am a big advocate that I really want people to know... yandere is all romanticized abuse. Love just isn't like that. I wasn't fortunate enough yet to deeply, madly fall in love with someone, so I can hardly speak about what real love is like. But even so, I know and can see... yandere is really bad. It's awful to keep someone locked up, detach them from reality just for yourself. There is literally nothing good about being hurt this way, put into your place, or other people getting hurt because of a yandere. When one of those people mentioned above came to me, telling me some toxic stuff their partner does, I didn't always tell them to stay; I said walk away from it. Some things even partner therapy cannot resolve. And that is, actually, pretty normal in this day and age. Sometimes the person you love needs therapy, alone, until they are ready to be put back into society, and instead of destroying yourself by their side, it's better to go. Even in this century, we still let partners walk all over us just because we love them, but that's actually abuse as well.

Writing yandere, I think about the people, like my friends and the ones I grew up with that had toxic relationships and those that still get into them because they don't know better. I think about younger audience (let's be honest, they are always here - I don't necessarily mean minors but even people who are just now exploring and developing their personality) and people like me who didn't get their teenage romance or, well, by my age, it's more like society-approved-relationship-that-leads-to-marriage-in-a-couple-of-years (not that that that's good or bad, but it's a pressure point) that would let them know what's okay and not.

Sure, sure, we all talk big about fiction not being real, and people can discern, but just because you can do it doesn't mean everyone can. Just because I can, doesn't mean my readers can. I don't feel comfortable writing compliant darlings, knowing it's something my readers consume and might not discern well. I know it's probably too much worrying about other people, but what if someone is in a similar situation as my stories and thinks it's normal because I wrote about it and they don't know better from other experiences? So when I write anything remotely close to compliant readers, I always think, "Well, hopefully, someone doesn't misinterpret that." Because even if a situation is exaggerated in the story, people still accept the 'less bad' version of it in reality without questioning it.

When I say I don't want people to be shamed for liking compliant darlings, I can wholeheartedly say that because I, too, don't want to be shamed for liking yandere and writing about it. Sometimes it helps to write about it on bad days. Sometimes it's exactly what I need after a rough week, just to imagine being taken to the woods and endlessly being cared for. But the romanticization of abuse is such a fickle thing in this day and age, and balancing it is actually quite complex (though dark romance books are actually best sellers - pun intended - at it, which never ceases to amaze me). I don't agree with anons getting into my inbox being all mad about the genre and directing the anger at ME, but I also understand that they find it appalling and triggering at times because it's romanticized abuse at the end of the day. Personally, it makes me uncomfortable to read requests where the darling is absolutely okay with what's happening, 'cause that says a lot about the requester to me. And that's not comfortable for me because, as I said above, I'd never want anyone to stay in an abusive situation realistically. I really just love the thrill and excitement of the horror that yandere gives me, and while others are allowed to process in their writing whatever they want (as I am allowed to do what I want), I don't want it for me and my blog.

And those are my two cents, my own opinion, and my experiences, all that lead me to my decision. One day, I might still write a scenario with more of a compliant darling than my other stories have (I think an example is one story I wrote about Sakusa). I won't let my creativity be entirely restricted to one thing, but I also don't want to have to force it with requests because, at the end of the day, I will probably not be happy about it.

#Admin #PSA #Compliant darlings #I am open to talk about the topic #but please be respectful and don't expect to change my opinion on it

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sepublic · 3 years

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Self-Perception with King

Anyhow, King’s story this episode just resonates with me and hits hard, and I think that adds to how I find its culmination and resolution to be deeply reassuring. Because sometimes, I DO think I’m exaggerating, sometimes I’m worried with Impostor Syndrome, that I’m secretly fake, that I’m not as clever as I think I am, or whatever- That maybe it’s not that deep.

Just… The way he’s clearly rethinking, questioning himself and everything, doubting his previous defiance towards others’ perception of him, no doubt taken from Eda herself! King is wondering if he’s wrong about himself after all, and everyone else is right? What if that’s really all there is to him, just the shallow, flat caricature they reduce him to and dismiss him as- And King is a delusional fool for thinking there was more to him than that, for believing in his depth?

Not just in terms of backstory, but in ability- Ability to take over a playground, or his skills as an author. Is King really just some big joke who’s trying too hard after all… And the way King is made out to be so much less than he really is, it’s like he’s being told it’s not that deep, that HE’s not that deep!

And I appreciate how Luz and the narrative validates King’s concerns, and telling him that it’s okay to keep trying, that he should believe in himself regardless- Because maybe there IS something there, or you can work to make it that way. Don’t let others mess with your perception and low-key gaslight you into questioning your own reality and resignation; You DO have agency and power and control in this world!

King’s skills, his worth and value as a person, they’re all real- And he doesn’t need some cool backstory or lore or powers as a crutch for his own character, for his own individuality and who he is as a person. King isn’t very obvious both in general, as well as in terms of his depth and nuance, but it’s worth the effort to get to know him, and Luz reminds him that he shouldn’t ever have to downplay himself in order to avoid unrealistic, exaggerated expectations and entitlement of automatic greatness.

He really does have an inferiority complex and think he’s secretly a failure; King feels like worthless garbage, and that he has to justify himself with greatness, because all of the passive-aggressive treatment, the little micro-aggressions across the years, they really piled up to tear down his self-esteem, and that’s only across eight years! People treating him like a toy or slave to buy when not once does King ever agree to nor present himself as such, they just assume and override his autonomy.

It means a lot to me that King can be told that there IS something to him, that he shouldn’t let others define him that way; THEY don’t know him, but he does! And yeah it’s terrifying when he has that crisis that maybe he doesn’t really know himself after all, that others know him better than he does… But in this case, I think King really does need to cut himself some slack because he IS a child, and I say this in a way that argues for goodness and protection and relief, and not to dismiss!

Plus, it’s the people who actually love and care for, and respect King, that know who he is- And THEY know that, Luz and Eda, because of what King does. They can remind himself that he does have a pretty good idea of who he is, or at least help him get there, because it is okay to ask for help. King’s friends know him, not these strangers, they don’t understand him, and King doesn’t need to waste time trying to make them understand if they’re really committed to not doing so.

All he needs is for himself to know who he is, himself and those he does trust, those whose opinions he actually values, who actually mean a lot to him! And I think that’s really beautiful, and such a wonderful lesson of self-affirmation and identity, of self-determination, deciding who you are, and trusting in yourself and others, in your own perception of yourself…

Not letting guilt nor doubt, nor exaggeration performed in compensation of all that, to cloud your perception- Just clear your mind and vision, and see yourself for who you are… And/or figure that out, BUILD that person personally if you’re not entirely sure! And yes, it’s okay to rely on your friends as mirrors for self-reflection- They’re there for you and they believe in you for a reason.

If they can see the worth in King, why can’t he do the same for himself? Their opinions mean a lot to him, he trusts their judgment- And if their judgment says King is a lot, he likely is! And King’s judgment… THAT is also worth a lot too, and I really look forward to seeing how he reorganizes his self-awareness, his perception of himself and reality, based on who he really is, and not either by his own doubt, nor in specific reaction to it through gilded, misguided arrogance.

King knows who he is… And the fact that he’s also becoming friends with GUS, who IS self-assured about who he is, he says as much in Hooty’s Moving Hassle that he knows what he’s all about; They’re both the younger kids of their group, small and feeling like they’re overlooked? Gus has Illusions, which deal all in perceptions, its symbol is a Mirror, representing self-reflection… Yet Gus has a clear understanding and view of himself, and I think it’s wonderful that he can help King with that, and vice-versa!

It’s just… A very self-affirming message of identity, and knowing who you are; Discovering that, making that, whichever! And that identity, no matter how unusual, is perfectly worthwhile and respectable. With all of King’s themes of identity, I have to wonder about him and masks honestly- And if his skull face, resembling a mask, IS in fact his actual face, if there’s any symbolism to that or if I’m overthinking, I dunno! I’m having a lot of fun and this whole episode’s message was so, SO incredibly reassuring and validating to me, and I hope it is to others who also self-doubt, and can see themselves in King.

He still hesitates at the end, he briefly pauses when Luz asks him if being her friend is enough for him- King IS someone who can potentially relapse, and you know what? Nobody’s perfect. We sometimes make mistakes, confidently say one thing and then suddenly doubt it later, progress isn’t linear. King is confused, but that’s okay, he’s still figuring himself out, people are ever-changing, and that doesn’t mean what’s there ISN’T real. People are allowed to make mistakes, what’s important is that King keeps trying and remembering who he is and wants to be, no matter the distraction.

#the owl house #ramblings #meta #character analysis #king clawthorne

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bondsmagii · 2 years

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Hey, can I ask your advice? I'm an aspiring artist that comes from a very wealthy background but a lot of my art is political and I think ppl won't take me serious or say that I'm a hypocrite bc of that. Like, for example, my parents have millions and a lot of my art is about wealth inequality which makes me terrified people will call me out on it and also, and this is just a general thought, I keep thinking If one day I get successful - like really successful (aka rich and famous) - ppl will also think it's inappropriate for me to talk about political issues in my art. I keep thinking about this since I saw parasite win an Oscar and ppl laughing at the the audience applauding when the movie is about them (celebs) but like the movie was made by a celeb ??? Where does the line js drawn? I mean, would it be okay for taylor swift to talk about wealth inequality? Would it be okay for J.K Rowling?

So, anyway, my point is: I have rich parents and I want to make political art but I'm afraid that will be considered hypocritical of me and I also wonder if I become a famous and rich artist in the future and still wanted to make political art if ppl would also call me hypocritical

personally I'm of the opinion that these kinds of social issues need to be examined from all angles, and also to truly dismantly something like wealth inequality, a movement needs people from all walks of life. this includes people who have benefited from wealth inequality, and those who have suffered. it's important to remember that while you benefited, this wasn't your money. just how poor kids can't help the fact they were born poor, you can't help that you were born wealthy. it's not an inherent flaw on you personally; it's just how the cards fell for you.

the problem with a lot of people from backgrounds like yours is that they mostly pay lip service to the idea, but do nothing to actually help matters. for example, rich celebrities talking about how poverty is terrible, but keeping their massive fortunes and doing nothing to improve even their local communities. with regards to J. K. Rowling, it's an extreme shame that she turned out to be such a piece of shit, because she's a good example of how to do being rich well. she struggled financially when she was younger, and at the time of beginning the Harry Potter series, she was actually on government benefits. she never forgot this when she became rich, and I believe that she once gave so much money away to charitable causes that she actually knocked herself off the millionaires' list. unfortunately she also turned out to be a fucking TERF, but I guess even the worst people can get things right sometimes. the complexity of man, etc. I'm not sure if she's still good at this kind of thing now she's gone off the deep end, but this at least proves that it's possible.

it's also a shame, but fairly common, that a lot of rich kids grow up detached from the world and through their ignorance can act very entitled or offensive, believing that everyone has the same opportunities they had and they just didn't work as hard (not realising that by being born rich, they had a huge advantage). you seem to lack this entitlement, and you understand that you are coming at this subject from a place of privilege. I think so long as you remember this, and you work with others and don't speak over them, you're going about this the right way.

people are going to call you out on it. people are going to be rude, and flippant, and dismissive. I believe that these people believe they're doing well, but they're woefully misinformed. you have a right to speak out about these things in your art. you have seen something that's moved you, and you want to draw attention to it and criticise it through your art. that's good, and it's one of the things art is for. while there will be people who will be uncharitable about it, I believe they're ideologically immature. it's very important to understand who our enemies are when it comes to wealth inequality, and the child of wealthy parents who has looked at their life and thought "this is fucked up that I live like this yet others suffer needlessly" is not our enemy. if more people grew up rich and thought like you, the world would be a better place.

you have every right to make this art and you should make it. while there will be people who will try to invalidate your art because of your background, you shouldn't take it to heart. you had no choice regarding who your parents were, and clearly you've come out of a very privileged upbringing (at least in terms of wealth) with a sense of empathy and justice. I think the thing to be most wary of is that because of your upbringing you might have opportunities for recognition that others might lack; if this is the case, you're in a prime position to use this recognition to lift others' art and stories up with you, and that's why we need people from all walks of life. if we all work together, we can take advantage of a much bigger stage.

#anon #asks

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