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freemints30 · 9 months

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Beta Reading feed back And Advice

Okay, so far. Ive recently received feed back from 3/4 of all my betas all with similar complaints and praises. Celebration and crying time cus... I gotta edit. Honestly its kinda difficult to find people willing to read dead dove fiction online with out turning them away. A huge list of trigger warnings are like bear repellant and explaining that you are not creep is even harder.

Im very much thankfully in managing to get the ones I did, thou so my search was not invain. I'm glad nuances I tried to display in how my characters are actually traumatized individuals came off. I kinda was worried I was going to far even thou alot of things were based on myself. Including Loukas' extreme poor sense of self worth through out the entire narration I'm glad some understood the subtle crush Loukas had on his uncle and how his memories of their time together were not all that accurate. Something I can't belive Im typing but yeah, the boy is going through a hard time. Let him have peace with his meals.

The main issue seems to be pacing in the 1st half where the majority of the complaints come from Alot of budding authors like myself may be wondering;

"LIsten freak how did your trash got readers?" Well a thing to note is critique swaps. I go zero responses on my posts requests. However I got people accepting when I offered to beta read their own work. Usually I took work between 30k-150k words and stuff I know I would enjoy. I usually read and give indeph feed back within a day with as many inline comments as possible. That usually encourages people to give indeph and speedy feed back themselves. I also had a fan of my web novel version who was willing to do with with out the exception of a swap. So if you got fans you can use them. PLACES TO FIND BETA READERS

Beta Reader.IO

I managed to get a critique swap via the person reaching out to me rather than me reaching out them. Its rather buggy and having a free account makes casting a wide net next to impossible with your limited amount of invites you can send.

Ive also been ghosted here before.

However it has a very robust review system and the people who do beta are very very depth with reviews. I guess if you are willing to pay you would get a wider variety but the beta I got here turned into a fan and wish to read the rest of my books. So a win Reddit

Particularly r/betareader

I know... I know but here me out.

I believe for most genres like YA books and fantasy its the best place to find people. I got two of my betas from a critique swap here and they have been lovely. You can usually make a request and there would be someone willing.

But note LGBTQ+ works that are more sapphic are what gets more replies compared to MM (unless its in a niche like omega verse). So if you do something niche like lit fiction or like me gay, male and disturbing. You better start hustling and reaching out to works similar to critique swap.

But overall Im happy with the response I got. And do encourage everyone to get some betas. Its worth it and who know? maybe you'll get a fan from it

#book #novel writing #writing blog #beta reader #writing advice #writing community #darkfiction #trauma fiction #transgressive #reddit #darkromace #writing journey #transgression #queer creator #queer novel #dead dove do not eat #dead dove

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kosmicposum · 1 year

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Insanity is Relative: Two (Fanfic WIP)

Tags: Darkfic, Persona AU, Persona Series AU, SA mention, familial trauma, generational trauma, child abuse mention, Hurt with Comfort, predator mention, mental hospital mention, mental illness mention, DD:DNE, Exactly What It Says On The Tin

Genre: Dark Persona Fanfic

Words: 2,348

(A/N: A softer chapter than I was expecting. Hopefully things will start picking up soon. For anyone confused, I tag this story as Persona 3 & 4 because it draws inspiration from both games. Don't forget to leave feedback if you enjoyed it!)

The train ride was thankfully uneventful. I felt the wary stares of several other passengers, but they weren’t the ones that bothered me. It was whenever Toichi turned his gaze on me that my stomach twisted and my hairs raised. I knew what he was planning, I knew what he was hoping would happen when we arrived at the school.

But apparently someone was looking out for me. Another silent thanks was sent to the skies above when our cab pulled up to the dreary gray walls of the school; several adults and two girls my age were waiting for us at the black iron gates. As I got out two of the adults went after my bags while the oldest woman there stepped forward, lifting her hand to signal Toichi to stay in the cab.

“We’ll take it from here,” she tells him, her voice curt and emotionless. I already like her.

“But wasn’t I supposed to sign somewhere or take her to my place until her room was ready?” Toichi sounds almost desperate, borderline whining. I like the woman even more.

“All the necessary paperwork has already been filled out, and her room has been ready for almost a week, Mr…?”

“Narukami. Toichi Narukami.” He’s eyeing the woman now, almost like he’s sizing her up.

While they’re locking into the staring match I see the woman’s left hand twitch lightly, motioning for me to get behind her. I hurriedly move with the two men carrying my meager bags of belongings, and the girls nearly yank me off my feet in an attempt to put more distance between us and Toichi. The looks on their faces tell me I’m not the only one he’s set his sights on.

“Well Mr. Narukami, you don’t have anything else to worry about here. Miss Akami is in good hands here, and we will get her settled into her dorm room.” There’s no room for argument in the woman’s tone, which has grown a slight edge. I notice the longer she stands before Toichi the more tense her shoulders become.

“What about visitation and day passes?” Toichi’s voice has taken on a hopeful tone, and I can’t help but liken him to a lost puppy. A creepy, predatory puppy.

“Visitation is for parents only, and day passes are currently restricted until the criminal has been caught.” Toichi visibly deflates, dropping his head slightly with a nod.

He doesn’t give the woman a chance to continue, instead turning his gaze back on me. I can feel the girl’s hands on my arms tighten almost painfully, but I steeled my eyes and hardened my face- doing my best to give the impression of intimidation and fearlessness as our eyes met. He takes one look at me and the girls before hanging his head once more with a sigh.

“Take care, Ayaka. Maybe we’ll see each other around town when things get better?”

“Don’t count on it.” My voice is sharp and venomous, to the surprise of the girls beside me and myself. I can feel their bewildered stares on me as Toichi struggles to keep himself from catching flies.

“Mr. Narukami, I think it’s time for you to leave,” the woman interjects, gesturing for him to close the door. When he does she taps the cabbie’s window once, and the vehicle pulls away, taking one of the last horrors away from me.

Too bad he lives in this city too. Even worse is he works at one of the hospitals here that often refers girls to Takayama City’s school for the unwell. Or, as the pamphlets call it, ‘Shadowveil High School for the Unadapted’. My thoughts are interrupted when the woman turns to face us, ushering us into the gates with the men trailing behind us. The walk up to the front doors is about the same as the walk to the entrance of my last school, but the trees here are gnarled and black, and the grass looks to be sickly greenish-brown. I glance quickly at my two companions, who are still clinging to my arms.

On my left is a mousy girl with a mess of pale brown hair hastily pulled into a ponytail. Her face is slightly pinched behind her thick, round glasses and her dark brown eyes are still brimming with fear and discomfort. She’s thin and tall, most of her frame hidden behind oversized pajamas that seem to match the dreary gray stone of the fence and school walls. On my left is a shorter girl, rounded with a healthy weight. Her plump face is framed in wild red hair, her vivid green eyes somewhat dulled with a myriad of emotions with the foremost being resigned discomfort. She’s wearing the same kind of pajamas as the other girl. Both of them are still gripping my arms painfully.

“If you’re cutting off my circulation because you are scared of him, I’d much appreciate it if you loosened your grip some; I bruise easily.” They look at me, almost terrified before the mousy girl looks at the old woman behind us. I quickly follow up with, “If you’re clinging to me in an attempt to keep me from running, you have nothing to worry about there, either. I have nowhere else I’d rather be.”

We walk in silence for a few seconds, both girls throwing glances between themselves and the woman before I feel their grips loosen considerably. I stifle a sigh of relief when we finally enter the school, throwing a cursory glance around the shoeboxes- the whole entrance looks just as dismal as the outside. We keep walking, the woman now taking the lead and taking us up the left set of stairs while the men disappear down the right hall, slipping into a door at the end and vanishing from sight. Three flights of stairs later the woman leads us down the hall to a large set of double doors in the middle with the sign ‘Headmistress’ set above the door frame.

Once inside the girls finally release me, the red-haired one shutting the door behind us as the mousy girl gestures for me to come sit on the couch in front of the headmistress’ desk. The redhead joins us a moment later, and I once more find myself between the two of them while the headmistress sits with a heavy sigh. In the light of the office I can see her drawn, wrinkled face and the loose strands of silver hair flying about her head like a halo. Her gray eyes are tired, filled with remorse and a strange sort of pain. I hear the girls on either side of me simultaneously inhale, but the headmistress speaks up first.

“I apologize girls, He wasn’t the one who was supposed to bring her,” she sighs, pulling off her wire glasses and pinching her nose. “Mr. Itachi was supposed to bring Miss Akami to us tonight. Care to explain what happened?”

Suddenly all three sets of eyes are on me, and I find myself cowing before the intense, accusatory glares of the girls. But the headmistress- Ms. Idagowa- looks at me with concern, with a deep, pained kind of remorse. It’s her look that makes me curl in on myself. Fidgeting with my fingers- my anxious tic that I curse to this day- I take a staggering breath.

“Father….Mr. Itachi refused to take me at the last minute and employed Narukami to take me instead.” I pray that for once my voice betrays me, and the quiver does indeed betray the maelstrom of emotions I’ve fought so long to hide. “I understand Narukami works at one of the local hospitals and often refers patients to this school. He… He’s the one who encouraged that Mr. Itachi sent me here.”

“Has he hurt you?”

“Why did he want to stay so close to you?”

“How long has he been after you?”

“Why does he act like you’re betrothed?”

“Did he act untoward on the way here?”

“Do you need a drink?”

“Are you hungry?”

The girl’s voices overlap, their questions swirling around me dizzyingly. I can’t help but curl in on myself more, covering my ears against the tidal wave of questions as tears burn in my eyes, threatening to overflow while their voices continue. Then there is a sudden, blessed silence. I turn my eyes up to see Ms. Idagowa had lifted her hands to the girls, indicating quiet was necessary. I give her a small, grateful smile and she winks at me before speaking once more.

“Imiko? Kirie? Why don’t you two make sure her things made it to her room and get some snacks and drinks? I’ll bring Miss Akami down shortly, I still need to do her intake.” She smiles kindly at us, and starts speaking once more when the girls open their mouths to argue. “Girls, you didn’t want anyone else in here when you two did your intakes, now did you?

“No ma’am.”

“Exactly. I know you have a million questions for Miss Akami, but they can wait. Give us fifteen minutes and I’ll send her down.” She smiles again, and it’s like the warm beams of the summer sun. When the girls stall, she adds on, “You can get your favorite snacks and take them to your common room~.”

Both girls immediately perk up, their faces breaking out in excited smiles. The redhead- Imiko- turns to me with one final question. “What snack do you like? We have everything.”

I give a weak smile back, my shoulders starting to relax as I respond, “Spicy bean buns, please. And some jasmine tea, i-if it’s not too much of a bother.”

Kirie makes a psshht noise, waving her hand dismissively. “That’s nothing. Come on Imiko, let's get the common room ready and let them get business out of the way.”

Imiko nods and the two hurry from the room, shutting the door softly behind them. I slowly turn to face Ms. Idagowa once more, and the concern on her face tells me my terror was not as well-hidden as I had hoped.

“You’re safe here, Ayaka.” Her voice is soft, gentle, and the kindness with which she speaks my name and the strange familiarity that accompanies it brings me to tears. I can’t hide it anymore, and I can’t hold it in. I devolve into sobs within seconds, covering my face in shame as the tears flood down my cheeks. The weight that joins me on the couch tells me Ms. Idagowa had joined me, and her soft, warm hand on my arm encouraged me to put my hands down. “There, there dear, let it out. There are tissues right here.”

I eagerly grab one from the box she offers me, wiping furiously at my face. Ms. Idagowa rubs my back gently, her presence strangely comforting as I sob, finally letting out all of the painful emotions I had been carrying for years. She sits with me, allowing me to have a moment to compose myself in gentle, warm silence. Once I get my breathing somewhat back to normal, I nod to her that I’m ready.

“Do you know why you were sent here?”

I hiccup as I inhale to respond. “Because my father thinks I’m a monster.”

“You understand that I know everything that has happened to you? That I’ve been given access to all of your files?”

I nod.

“You understand the, shall we say, reputation that Mrr. Narukami has?”

Another nod.

“Understand that I won’t let him on the grounds for anything. He’s only allowed as far as the outside of the gate. I’ve tried repeatedly to get the Hospital to use someone else for transports at least, but it’s been an uphill battle ever since he got his position.” She pauses as I sniffle again, her face drawn and somber. “You’re safe here, though. He’s hurt many of the girls here, and I won’t allow him to hurt them once the Hospital places them in my care. He’s also why the day passes are suspended indefinitely.”

“I-I thought it had to do with a criminal?” I ask, confused.

“Well, the fact that there is an actual criminal on the loose helps that excuse,” she drops her gaze briefly, taking one of my hands gently into hers. Meeting my eyes once more, she then asks, “But, he’s a criminal too, wouldn’t you say?”

“Without a doubt.” My answer is swift and firm. “He’s a monster.”

Ms. Idagowa nods, more to herself than me it seems. She then nods again, rising from the couch to grab a file and thin book from her desk. She hands me the book- a student’s handbook- and sits back down while opening the file. Silence reigns over us while I study the handbook and Ms. Idagowa flips through the file almost leisurely.

Handing me a few sheets of paper, she tells me, “You start your classes on Monday, that gives you all of tomorrow to get familiarized with the school and your new roommates. You’ll be in the same dorm as Imiko and Kirie, along with another student named Ayano. I hope you can all get along, Ayano can be a bit abrasive sometimes.”

I nod quietly, my eyes scanning over my new class schedule. Several of them give me pause, and I look up at Ms. Idagowa with confusion. “There’s an awful lot of classes on spirituality and the occult on here…”

Mr. Idagowa chuckles softly, patting my leg as she responds, “Remember, I know all about you, dear. I’ve been well familiarized with the Akami Legends- since even before I began working here. I promise it’s to help you.”

I nod, thought an uneasy feeling starts to grow inside me. Something is off about this place. Ms. Idagowa is sweet as can be, but this isn’t just any old school. Schools don’t tailor these kinds of classes or schedules for individual students.

“Now, let’s get you to your dorm. The girls are probably pacing trenches into the floor waiting for you.”

#persona #persona 3 #persona 4 #persona series #persona series AU #shin megami tensei persona #shin megami tensei persona fic #fanfic #fanfiction #darkfic #darkfiction #persona fanfiction #persona fanfic #original characters #dark fanfiction #trauma fiction

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lukeslights4ber · 4 months

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i'm literally gnawing at the iron bars of my enclosure, growling, foaming at the mouth

i'm not ok

y'all i need him so badlyyyy i can't do this no more

#please i need him #so badly #i literally can't do this #ok i feel bad for saying that considering his trauma :(#but oh well he's fictional and dead :((#finnick odair #finnick odair x reader #finnick x you #finnick x reader #thg finnick #hunger games #the hunger games #thg #catching fire

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mcflymemes · 7 months

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please don't mistake silence for hatred. please don't mistake unanswered plotting messages as indifference, or a lack of enthusiasm towards you. considering the ages of most roleplayers, many of us have bills to pay, families to take care of, medical conditions to treat, appointments to make, classes to take, homes to clean, and lives to live away from the computer that are far, far more important than writing on tumblr — life has a tendency to get in the way of hobbies and fun things like this. be patient with your fellow writers. if it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out. of course you can set your boundaries, keep your space comfortable, and softblock whoever you wish, but do so while recognizing it's probably not hatred or apathy that keeps them from leaping into your dms with message after message. they probably love this hobby just as much as you... but sometimes life gets in the way.

#rp psa #roleplay psa #rp help #roleplay help #roleplay advice #'the rpc has changed for the worse' that's your opinion #but have that opinion while also acknowledging the ages of those you write with #and recognize they have responsibilities and worlds to take care of #people who depend on them #financial strain. hardships. unemployment. housing problems #medical bills. local weather disasters #trauma in their life deaths in their family #you cannot expect instant messages or EXTREME enthusiasm from everyone in this community #when so many of us are also dealing with irl situations #that are MORE important than talking about our fictional characters meeting for the first time #would it be nice if we could all find a comfy balance #and put passion into this hobby like we did when we were younger?#oh sure!!!! but that's just not viable anymore

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im-just-a-ghost5 · 7 months

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Me, reading fanfic about deeply traumatized characters I relate to getting treated with basic human decency, getting their backs blown out and being loved unconditionally by another deeply traumatized character I relate to in a DIFFERENT way : ......mmm.....therapie......

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andr0leda · 10 months

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full moon’s a bitch

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theodorasbistuff · 7 months

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#Mental Health #True Crime #Abuse #Child Abuse #TW Abuse #Trauma Fiction #Abuse Fiction #Horror

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marsadler · 9 months

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Hello! I wrote a book and I think y'all will like it. It's for fans of Good Omens, Hannibal, Angels Before Man, and all the queer people who deserve financial compensation from the catholic church.

I present to you:

FIRST CREATION, a high heat queer horror novella with a trans angel MC and a queer demon LI!

FIRST CREATION is a love letter to fallen angels, to finding your place in the world, to connecting to religion in a way that works for you. To touch and peaches, and surviving horrible things, to finding a place to be holy if God won't give it to you. (it's also nasty, and about cannibalism and shame and guilt, too)

It's a 22k word (98 page) novella that you can read in one (or two, or three) sittings.

You can find it on Amazon and itch.io here to read an actual synopsis and look at reviews. You can also find content warnings at the bottom of my website: (I definitely encourage you to read them before you buy!)

Here's also some unhinged ao3 tags for fun

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kaftan · 1 year

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Animorphs rambling incoming:

i don’t think people who haven’t read Animorphs understand that Animorphs is the quintessential “childhood trauma in a sff setting” narrative. but people need to understand. because at its core, past the simplified synopsis (six kids gain the power to turn into animals so they can fight the aliens that are infiltrating Earth by sneaking into people’s brains!), Animorphs is a war story. it’s not a story about a war that just so happens to star children--it’s about child soldiers. Applegate and her co-authors made a choice to refuse to dress it up as “kid superheroes save the day!” because they wanted that message to sink in.

it’s hard to really convey this fact about the series with any number of words because you really need to read it yourself, you need to experience the crumbling of naivete and slow erosion of morality and steady piling up of casualties over ~1.4 million words. but... between the moments of levity, goofiness, and genuine fun (which the series is full of! they’re welcome breaks from the many grimmer scenes) the message of the cost of war, the way it destroys children, is always present. it’s sobering.

even outside the war context, it’s all the little things: symptoms of PTSD like rachel’s increasing aggression / jake’s listlessness and depression / everyone’s hypervigilance and self loathing; the hopeless of knowing as a child that no one is coming to save us; that moment in #19 where marco is desperately trying to lift the team’s spirits by Using Humor To Cope but every joke falls flat; the repeated scenes of different animorphs mourning the people they used to be and the world they can never return to; i could go on and on--it’s all of these things that are emblematic of childhood trauma in general. try as i might, i can’t think of any other series that does what Animorphs does with extended narratives of trauma, period. that’s why i’m nuts about these books. that’s why i think everyone needs to read them.

thanks for attending this impromptu TED talk.

#animorphs #like. now in the 2020s i think people are finally waking up and going 'oh shit animorphs is darker than i thought'#but when do we all collectively start putting respect on its name for [gestures at the points i just made]#it needs to be in the antiwar trauma fiction hall of fame and yet it is not. hello

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character-estudio · 5 months

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Aubrey Thyme, professional psychotherapist, after hearing what happened to Crowley at the end of season 2:

#good omens #crowley #Demonology and the Tri-Phasic Model of Trauma: An Integrative Approach #aubrey thyme #Nnm #fanfic #fan fiction #aziracrow #ineffable divorce #if somone knows if the author of this fanfic is tumblr #can someone tag them #neil gaiman #good omens season 2 #go season 2 #go read this fanfic if you haven’t already it’s great #therapy #psychotherapist

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messiahzzz · 4 months

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the IGN article has already been addressed by several users, but imo the points of critique raised by others were still often misinterpreted, or ignored entirely.

— so i’d like to talk about it.

beforehand, it is important to mention that it remains everyone’s respective responsibility to curate their own online experience. you shouldn’t purposefully expose yourself to topics that cause you distress or trigger you. however, general discussion should always be valid and welcomed. you have every right to voice your opinion on the matter and to be upset about this. please don’t feel guilty about venting and expressing your emotional response.

we also need to differentiate this specific interview from the fandom’s overall treatment and interpretation of gale. several of the posts i’ve seen on the subject tend to derail into the latter, without addressing the valid points many have raised or glossing over them entirely. this isn’t about the usual “haha gale eats shoes” joke or whatever new meme fandom comes up with. this is solely about the developer’s treatment of gale, the character, and about a specific, internal bias that has been prevalent throughout the entirety of the game, as well as their social media. this particular interview merely adding to the amalgamation of points mentioned.

yes, it is certainly unrealistic to expect larian to address every single companion in detail and to touch on every nuance possible, in an interview that broadly focuses on the game’s narrative and gameplay. there are, however, specific character sections. each companion received a headline that was reflective of their overall character archetype or provided quick insight into their development.

Karlach: 'The Labrador of the Party'

Lae'zel: 'She's So Young'

Halsin: 'A Creative Risk'

Shadowheart: 'The Jason Bourne'

Wyll: 'We Lost a Little Bit of Narrative Room'

Astarion: 'Much of What He Does Is Out of Fear'

Minthara: 'It's Not a Redemption Arc...But She's Got a Lot of Love'

and last but not least:

Gale: 'The Guy Who Starts Off Annoying Everyone'

what followed was a brief discussion about their respective storylines, each being addressed with a certain level of respect, empathy, and consideration. except for gale. all that was mentioned in regard to his character was the narrative impact of gale’s suicide. talking about the overall logistics of this ending, the visuals of the cutscene, and how, to them, his sacrifice felt like the right ending and how in many ways, it is.

Chrystal Ding, Lead Writer: On a very human level, you have the guy who starts off annoying everyone, he's constantly asking you to give him your most treasured possessions to eat, otherwise he's in trouble, and at the end, he gives himself for the world. Sven Vincke, Founder: And he had the choice already once before where he wasn't ready for it. So it's a very powerful ending, and it comes in different permutations.

gale is the character who is initially annoying companions and players alike. he is verbose, enthusiastic and has a tendency to break out in long-winded rants. he repeatedly asks for your assistance, to help him manage his condition. to spare himself and his surroundings from an untimely, explosive death, he must consume items that you’ve carefully collected. gale is, essentially, a liability. a ticking time bomb. he already had the option to have his life be a meaningful sacrifice, but he wasn’t ready to die yet. now, that the party has reached the end, he has another chance to give himself up for the world.

short after, gale’s section of the interview quickly diverts into a more general discussion about the difficulties of playing as a wizard and other classes.

larian claiming that there is a universal “right ending” in a game with many branching paths and choices very much contradicts the definition of a role-playing game. where it is solely in the player’s hands to decide what direction to take and what outcome they deem to be the right one. moreover, it is important to remember that the interviewees weren’t just any developers, but consisted of two lead writers and larian’s founder himself. some of them industry veterans who are, to an extent, pr-trained. we all know that fandom often sees statements from developers synonymous with word of god. as such, the implications and impact are truly unfortunate.

if larian was referring the SA survivor and stated that “the right ending” for him was to return him to enslavement or to hand him over to the gur. that for all the death and misery he (involuntarily) assisted, his sacrifice would at least grand them a slither of justice.

astarion caused death, perpetuated racism, and now that you have handed him over to the gur hunter, he is offered a chance to give himself back to the world.

it is then deemed the right choice for him because it is the most narratively satisfying/impactful/powerful outcome in the context of the overall story. the majority of us would agree that such would be a rather tactless statement, no? not specifically for mentioning it in relation to astarion as a character or his influence on the narrative — he is fictional, after all, but because of the real-life implications and the very real stigma the affected face. we can't deny that it would be hurtful to irl victims. maybe we would even fault the writing altogether for such biases. after all, why should astarion be the only character whose redemption and healing are considered to be significantly less important in the grand scheme of things?

fiction functions as an abstraction and simulation of our social experience. we are supposed to get invested, to explore the meaning, examine the parallels, or maybe just to enjoy stories for the sole purpose of indulging in the occasional escapism. perhaps a way to temporarily forget about one’s limitations and the prejudices we face. in many ways, chronic pain/impairment, suicidal ideation, and autistic traits appear to be disorders & symptoms that are perhaps less relatable to some, and that they are maybe not as sympathetic to.

it truly would’ve been nice to see larian approach this interview with more professionalism. opting for a simple, diplomatic “actually, there is no right ending. the sheer variation in choices makes such a distinction impossible” would’ve more than sufficed.

this isn’t asking for larian to touch on every nuance possible, in an interview that largely resembled the flow of a regular conversation. it’s about asking for the same level of consideration and care that was granted to the rest of the companions. it’s about addressing gale’s particular brand of trauma with the same level of basic human decency. maybe we even could’ve received some new bits and pieces of insight on gale’s development, rather than the regurgitation of every shallow reddit/tiktok take we’ve seen up to this point. alas..

#gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #fandom discourse #at first i didn't even want to make a post about this but here we are #reducing the discussion to “blorbo trauma” feels like a very condescending/belittling approach #ultimately invalidating a lot of thoughtful points that were raised #this is tumblr. getting invested in fictional people and overanalysing every little scrap of content is what we do.#so to mention it once more: you have every right to be upset #it speaks #sa mention #suicide mention

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ace-and-ranty · 6 months

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Murderbot, a Package of Trauma Held Together by Funny String: Dr. Mensah hasn't gone to therapy? Why hasn't she gone to therapy? She really needs therapy :(

#it is so funny and so tragic #Murderbot #it's a being made of trauma; empathy; and guns #held together by the thin coping mechanism of fictional characters #and the second it finds out Dr. Mensah didn't get therapy it is outraged enough to look her DIRECTLY IN THE FACE

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torukmaktoskxawng · 5 months

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Keep scrolling if you blame Spider

Spider, who is literally still a child by human standards.

Spider, who never gave away Jake's or the Omatikaya's location.

Spider, who cares about the Sullys' safety over his own.

Spider, who didn't want any blood on his hands or a guilty conscience if he left someone to die.

Spider, who just didn't want anyone else to get hurt.

Spider, who never betrayed the Na'vi (unlike Jake but hey, who's counting that, right?)

Spider, who had to fend for himself to survive the toughest events because he didn't have an adult who would tear the world apart for him like the Sully children do.

Spider, who loves Pandora and Eywa.

Spider, who just wanted to be one of Her children because he never knew what it was like for a mother to love him.

Spider, who probably understands Eywa's whole "balance of life" meaning more than others.

Spider, who already lost Neteyam but he couldn't afford to lose anyone else in his life, no matter how terrible they are as a person.

Spider, who helped Jake save Kiri and Tuk when everyone else was still too shocked to move.

Spider, who chose mercy over violence/death.

Spider, who did what he could to survive (I'd like to see how YOU would react under such pressure. It all seems obvious and easy watching from the other side of the screen, right?)

Spider, who was likely being misled, brainwashed, and gaslit by the Recoms.

Spider, who is clearly a victim but hey, let's blame him for simply being a decent human being, right?

Spider, who likely thought he owed Quaritch after he saved him from being tortured.

Spider, who likely thought he owed Quaritch for giving him life.

Spider, who just wanted a father who was proud of him.

Spider, who has been clearly neglected by the heroes (Jake and Neytiri) but doesn't openly or verbally blame them.

Spider, who doesn't purposely threaten children's lives like Quaritch and Neytiri do.

Spider, who just wanted to be one of the People.

Spider, who wouldn't have made those difficult choices had he been properly loved and raised.

Spider, who is as easy to blame as Lo'ak for endangering the people they love (but again, no one's counting, right?)

Spider, who is clearly not a villain, just misunderstood.

Spider, who wasn't raised by the village but didn't burn it down to feel its warmth because he's not petty, not vindictive, not evil, and not a killer.

Spider, who is. A. Child.

#i am sick of seeing the exact same comments on tiktok #sick and tired of always see “its spiders fault”#like what???#no one blames jake for betraying the na'vi but think what he did was better than what spider did #thats fucking crazy #ppl holding the labeled heroes up on a pedestal but forget that spider was literally the one who sunk that ship #ppl praising jake and neytiri for the same things they blame spider for #i hope no one is out there bullying jack champion for portraying a fictional character they simply dont like cause “its his fault”#and yes i understand neytiri went through a lot of trauma and pain #that doesnt excuse harming a child to harm his father #neytiri deserves love and support but so does spider #everyone who says otherwise is a hypocrite #neytiri didnt need to have to stoop to quaritch's level and hurt a child but she did #i hope at least kiri holds her accountable in the future because i would resent my mom for hurting someone i loved #spider avatar #atwow spider #spider soccoro #miles spider socorro #avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #atwow #avatar 2009 #avatar #james cameron avatar #james cameron #miles quaritch #neytiri te tskaha mo'at'ite #jake sully #neytiri sully #no one blames lo'ak for getting his siblings captured BOTH times but ppl will blame spider for letting his father live is crazy

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