#yall got me fucked up defending this woman who literally does not care what any of us think about her
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this might make some people Mad, but i don't think anything said in the book makes se hinton racist 😵💫 in fact (IMO) she clearly made a conscious choice to avoid discussing racism in the book bc she was an ignorant high schooler who didn't know any better and probs knew she would fuck it up even if she tried. i know many people say she is racist for certain comments two-bit and pony made, which yes! two-bit did use a slur! and pony did stereotype native americans! but like..i'm pretty sure that's just how people talked back then 😭 which doesn't excuse it, but if you think about it, people have only RECENTLY become mindful about that stuff!! like in 2020!! and you guys were all alive for that (if you are 3 years old dni). plus western films were basically Everything during the 60s too so...yeah just Please. this is why it's important to keep in mind that this book is almost 60 years old. things have changed. se hinton isn't racist for writing about a character who casually drops slurs bc that's literally how it Was
#yall got me fucked up defending this woman who literally does not care what any of us think about her#but she is NOT racist simply based on what characters said in her book. like cmon now#that's just silly#I can't speak for what she does on Twitter or whatever but she is not racist for putting racism in her book.#anyway i feel like this is going to make people hate me but I sincerely believe that writing about something doesn't mean you endorse it#if you disagree then let's have a respectful convo about it#okay i'm done#i just be saying shit
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My Unpopular Hobie Brown Opinions (& Headcanons) - [Part 1/??????]
Excuse me excuse me i got some shit to say that needs to be said cause this just what i be thinking when i be thinking too hard cause i be doing that sometimes (photo is of me when i be thinking cause i be doing that)
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First of all - Hobie doesn't have a smart phone.
Those little fake text yall be making? Where Hobie has a blue bubble? Nah bro not happening.
You think Hobie Brown is walking around with Siri in his pocket?? Siri who listens in on you and responds to the things you're saying while storing your info?
He isn't.
And he's not on twitter either so you can put those fake tweets in the basket too
He's not scrolling on the bird app giving Elon Musk revenue and engagement
Hobie seem like the type to walk in your house and start bad mouthing your Alexa. Be in your kitchen like 'Hey Google, kill yourself'
He has never opened or witnessed Tiktok and he never will
AT MOST he has a burner flip phone like a plug. And even then you have to pray he buys minutes. Voicemail? FULL.
Hobie is not a player.
He's from the 70's - the strongest time for HARDCORE second-wave feminism. Like bra-burning. Plus he's in the punk scene. He knows better than to say some slick shit or pull anything
BUT if ya'll make it clear it's casual and you catch feelings.. damn that sucks for you
Also, Hobie Brown doesn't get jealous. Lets stop the cap right now.
Mans doesn't even believe in private property and you think he'd feel comfortable being possessive over his partner
ESPECIALLY if they're a woman?
And secondly what insecurities does he even have to make him jealous? Can YOU , right now ,even imagine a man that would make Hobie Brown insecure/jealous?
I'll wait.
Realistically speaking, if you're not punk he's not into you most likely.
You don't have to listen to the music or 'dress the part' he doesn't care about that i mean like politically if you aren't in the movement good luck
Like if you turn down going to protests, or organizing,
or you don't wanna do community service with him he's not gonna feel it.
And he'd most likely be into people educated and into thinks like communism, socialism, anarchism, etc. If you can't hold a conversation about the immoralism behind being a landlord, then yeah there might be some awkward silences
Also can't believe I have to say this but ACAB and I mean that.
If you fuck with cops, Hobie doesn't fuck with you. Unless they're your family and even then they're on thin fucking ice.
Hobie has one-on-one interacts with fascists cops on the regular. The actively know who Spider-man is and target him.
Of course he's gonna hate them, or vent about them. The same way his one good experience with Gwen doesnt make him like the Society, having one good theoretical experience with a cop wouldn't make Hobie not hate cops.
In addition, Hobie has canonically killed people and is willing to kill again any day of the week if he has to. He stays ready.
He's done it with his guitar and he'll probably do it again in the future
And if you're with him you'd genuinely have to be comfortable and okay with that.
What are you gonna do? Defend a fascist? Exactly
So if he comes home with blood on him that isn't his, how you react is on you-
He's still gonna sleep good as hell at night
Hobie isn't very romantic. Like at all.
He's not buying you flowers - that's a sexist trope. He's not taking you to the movies because fuck the studio execs. He's not celebrating Valentine's Day because it's literally made up and he'll only celebrate anniversaries if you REALLY want to
He probably isn't chivalrous at all because he doesn't think to be - it's outplayed. So he's not opening doors and pulling out chairs or nothing
I feel like he's the type that if you got mad about it he'd be genuinely surprised because it just doesn't occur to him to be romantic
He'd be like 'why the fuck do you need roses?? i mean i love you i can knick you some if u want??'
He'd probably feel like all that is superficial as hell, and show his love in other ways
like stressing that you text him when you get home or always asking if you've eaten
he'd be like 'had any scran' or 'you've eaten right?' and if you havent hed immediately turn and go looking for the nearest food to give you (food insecurity does that to you)
Oh and he is not getting married not even a hippie wedding
cause Hobies not buying a ring (gold mining causes suffering anyway) and he's not proposing and if his partner proposed I feel like he'd be shocked in a slightly uncomfortable way
I could absolutely see him being poly. Like either being in a thruple, but most likely just having multiple seperate partners who also have partners
i can see Hobie being a baby daddy. Not in the bad way. In the good way. But not in the Peter B. way.
Not elaborating on that last part it just is what it is
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okay ill leave this here before it gets long also no proofreading oop - but tell me what you think id love to hear your thoughts! What you agree with or disagree with and why :) im chill and nice and not a twitter person i promise lol
but also, I said what I said <3
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Title: coward :: coming clean
Pairing: Y/N x Miya Atsumu
Genre: angst, romance, and very slow burn [ex to lovers au]
Warnings: Cursing, alchohol, mentions of unprotected sex, unplanned pregnancy, and mentions of abortion
Synopsis: You try to push him away from you but he isn’t taking any of it, the much long-awaited confrontation is there but you’re still finding a way out.
notes:
have yall seen the new season?? mY FUCKING HEART MAN NSNDNND it got me so stoked i literally wrote something about kita after that trailer skdjjdm kita is so underrated. I love him.
also, a huge thank you for the 200+ followers. Ma’am i literally only had this tumbler a month ago and im already celebrating a lot of milestones, hence i present you a more angsty chapter! I hope you’ll love it <3
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“You’re on gossip sites.”
“Tsum-tsum, why are you so close to L/N-san? I thought you hated her.”
“Riku-chan’s calling me-”
“Everyone shut up.” The setter throws the ball on the ground, “It’s not what it fucking looked like.”
“Can we talk, ‘tsumu?” Osamu’s voice resonates the most and Miya Atsumu knows where this is going already by the sound of it. He was surprised to see his brother come by today but when he sees why, he takes it back.
No wonder.
He follows him to the quieter side of the gym, he notices the tense air between them and he knows what's about to follow. He hopes that Osamu does this quickly, he has to practice well since he needs to impress those brats when the game comes up and try to let them have their eyes on him and not on Tobio and Shoyo.
“What the hell are you thinking?” His brother growls, “You have a fucking girlfriend. Y/N has kids and is very much in love with the dead guy who isn’t yo-”
“Why the fuck are you all getting up my ass when its about Y/N?” he suddenly cuts his brother off, eyes narrowed and jaw clenched, “It's been that way since you met her eight years ago. Just tell me that you didn’t like her from the start. You didn’t like her because she was different.”
“I didn’t like her because she wasn’t good for you.” the grey-haired twin barked back in reply, “In case ya don’t remember, You were a fucking mess after she left, Atsumu. You were almost not able to make it into the jackals because of what she did!”
Osamu wasn’t calling him by his nickname anymore, it seemed that the weight of the situation was too serious for him.
“Well, I’m here now aren’t I?”
“And you’re getting involved with her again. Can’t you give it a fucking rest already?”
“No.”
“Miya Atsumu.” He glowered, grabbing his brother by the collar of his jersey, “Don’t throw a good woman and your career away for someone like her.”
“I’m not throwing shit, ‘samu.” He hissed, slapping his hand away but before he could walk out, the younger twin grabs him and yanks him back, swinging a fist right at his face. The team members of the black jackals are immediately thrown into panic and chaos with what’s happening. Hinata and Bokuto grabs onto Osamu restraining him from damaging the setter even more while Shion and Meian hold back the blonde setter from throwing a punch, “Stop acting like a fuckin’ brat, ‘tsumu.” The twin yelled while Atsumu flipped him off with a middle finger, clearly showing no signs of restraint.
Sakusa remains far from them and snorts underneath his breath, completely indifferent, “Fuckin’ idiots.”
The twins end up at the infirmary right after, Atsumu lets out a heavy sigh as he recalls the feeling of his brothers fist. They’ve never fought this bad since high school and Osamu was never one to be triggered easily.
This just showed how grave the situation was.
A curtain separates them both as they lay on their separate beds, “You’re stupid, ‘tsumu.” Osamu calls out his twin as he lays on the bed of the infirmary, a patch on his forehead and a bandaged hand. Atsumu, on the other hand, has a busted lip and swollen cheek.
“I’m not fucking five, ‘samu and whatever you saw in that picture wasn’t what it looked like.”
“But you still love her very much.”
Silence ensued between the pair and Osamu breaks it off with a long sigh, “Ya gonna be some scrub that chases after her again or something? Break off with your girlfriend right now who looks and acts better than her-”
“Stop.” Atsumu cuts his brother off, sitting up to open the curtain to face him head on, “so, so what if I still like her? So what if I want to break off with Riku and be with her and try to take that bastards place?”
“Yer outta your mind.”
“It’s my fuckin’ life.”
“It is but I’m not watching you throw yourself away for that woman.” Osamu paused, “Just what the fuck do you see in her? She feels nothing for ya, even when you dated-”
“Now that’s a fucking lie.” Atsumu defended you, eyes glowering right at his twin, “You didn’t see how Y/N would take care of me whenever we were alone. You don’t see how selfless she was most of the time and how she doesn’t expect me to be some character that everyone expects, shit, you don’t even see how she’d patiently sit down and just listen me babble off about how bad my day was when I didn’t even know she was from a fucking bad family with a bad life back then!”
Atsumu is panting from that long explanation and he’s shaking because why couldn’t they see it? Why couldn’t they see how much you tried back then? How relationships were so out of your comfort zone but you force yourself to try it because he asked you too. He feels sick, he feels sick that they couldn’t see. That they could only see the tip of the iceberg.
“Yet she doesn’t feel the same for you.” Osamu points out, “Not anymore. So stop clinging onto her with those past memories of yours and move on, ‘tsumu. Fuckin’ suck it up, life isn’t fair.”
“Nope, don’t wanna.”
“ ‘tsumu-”
“I-I’m breaking up with Riku. I want Y/N back in my life, I want her. I-I’ve never wanted anything so badly since volleyball, ‘samu. If I have to wait again, shit, I-I don’t fucking mind.”
Osamu sees the glint of conviction in his eyes and lets out another hefty sigh, god, he feels like he’s aging faster because of his twin, “I know you won’t listen to me.” he settled, he knew that if Atsumu wanted something, he wouldn’t stop until he got it, “Just know that I fucking told you so.”
You’re wary.
After that little stint your mother had pulled, she kept calling you and bothering you. It also didn’t help that you ended up on tabloids because someone had caught wind of that little moment you and Atsumu had. If it weren’t for your kids' over-excitement on Atsumu’s promise, you wouldn’t be here, “...Y/N-san? Are you alright?” Sugawara asks, tilting his head in curiosity as you enter the arena.
Some people seemed to have recognized you and the kids that you had to hold onto them tightly in case anyone did try to approach you.
“I’m good.”
“Kaasan, kaasan, I saw a super big picture of Hinata-san!” Youta called out, pointing at a rather big banner of the orange-haired blocker.
“I think I saw Kageyama-san buying milk, can I follow him, kaasan?” Yuuto adds, blinking innocently as he looked at one of the stalls.
Sugawara is absolutely in awe by your calmness in this situation, he knows that you’re probably feeling far from alright after all those gossip articles came out. Atsumu, of course, tries to lessen your burden by letting out a public statement that you were his good friend back in college but it didn’t really help since someone tweeted a picture of the both of you back in college with the caption that you were exes.
“Could you do me a favor, Sugawara-san?” you turn to the man, “Do you mind switching seats with me? Stay with the boys in front while I just stay at your seat?”
“Sure but wouldn’t Atsumu be-”
“Please.” You frowned, giving your ticket to him, “I’ll take the kids right after the match.”
The boys looked at you in complete wonderment when you didn’t follow them to the front row. You maintained a good distance as the game started, the players being introduced on the big screen. Your eyes narrow when Atsumu gets out of the dugout and gazes at your kids in confusion then around the crowd as if he was looking for someone.
“Don’t be silly.What feelings would there be but hatred?”
“It’s anything but that, L/N-san.”
You felt your fists clench as soon as the game started, you wanted to direct your focus to the game but Inunaki’s words kept bothering you and pestering you throughout the whole thing. Why did Atsumu like doing this to himself? Was this some sort of premonition? Were you going to have to tell him?
What if it ended up like your parents?
Would your kids end up like you?
Cold, untrusting, and anxious?
Would you end up like your mother?
A borderline alcoholic, desperate for a man’s love?
Would Atsumu wake up and realize one day that this was all a mistake and call you one too? Blaming you for every single bad thing in his life?
You held your doll tightly on your hands as you held your breath behind the pillar, you had just come home from Daiki’s house as you heard the loud voices of your parents arguing again. For the past years, it seemed to have worsened and you spent more time around your friend’s house rather than this cold and big empty place you called home.
“...are you doing? It's the middle of the day! Stop drinking!” you hear your father bellow.
“What’s it to you? Shouldn’t you be around with that young woman? That whore you proudly call your business associate?”
You flinch as you hear those harsh words and the sound of a bottle breaking, it seemed like the argument was particularly bad today. You shakily make your way up to your room, wanting to avoid this ordeal and skip dinner but fate wasn’t on your side today.
Despite your light footsteps, they seem to have noticed your presence.
Your father’s eyes soften just a bit while your mother’s remain cold. As much as possible, you grew up wanting to avoid those scary and expressionless eyes. At the young age of five, you feared your mother and loathed your father at the same time but that didn’t stop the fleeting feeling of wanting them to change. Wanting to feel the warmth and youth that every child craved for.
You suck in a deep breath, “I-I’m home, okaasan, otosan.”
“You’re always out these days, Y/N.” her voice is cold, far from the warmth that a mother should have.
“I-I was out with Daiki.”
“With that boy again?” a frown immediately paints her features, a small tsk under her breath to signal how disappointed she was of you yet again, “Aren’t you supposed to be studying? You said you wanted to skip a grade this year.”
“I-I am.” you replied, “B-but Daiki-”
“All you need to do is study and get good grades, Y/N.” she cuts you off, walking close to you, the smell of alcohol growing stronger, “Is that something too hard to do? Are you being ungrateful now?”
You turn to your father for help but he remains unmoved, was he really going to watch your mother do this to you? You hold onto your doll tightly, trying to control yourself. You shouldn’t cry, especially not in front of them.
“N-No, okaasan…”
“Then why are you crying, Y/N?”
Your eyes widen as you feel the wet substance flowing down. No, no-
“Answer me.” she repeats, you feel the tears flowing down faster, “Why are you crying, Y/N? Are you feeling ungrateful? Is that how it is-”
“(M/N) That’s enough!” Your father finally says but your mother continues to ignore your father.
“Don’t you think we should tell her that she shouldn’t feel sad?” she expressed, telling your father as if you weren’t standing there, “After all, we didn’t have her aborted, she should be grateful we let her live well with three meals a day and expensive clothes and belongings. Even if she was a mistake.”
You're shaking so hard at the moment, you didn’t like where this was going at all. Your father can’t respond to your mother’s blank tone, did he agree too? Were you, were you really just a mistake? Countless questions flooded your head as she walked close to you, her cold presence looming over you even more so today. With the same blank and expressionless tone, she says, "if you probably hadn't been born, we would've been happier. We'd have better lives, Y/N. So don't go around and cry and think you got it bad, you hear me? Your sadness is nothing compared to ours. It's nothing, Y/N. So stop being ungrateful."
You watch as the game comes to an end. You had zone out for the most part, the fleeting memory of your past and your anxiety bubbling up couldn’t keep you still. You texted Sugawara that you’d meet him and the boys at the front.
You were about to leave your seat when you saw the blonde approach the kids after the game, ruffling their hairs and pinching their cheeks with a huge smile. Why couldn’t you be as open as Atsumu? Why couldn’t you express yourself well?
You shut your eyes tight and turn to the exit, right, you were a coward. You didn’t face things like this head-on, you ran from them because in all your life, the only thing you knew was fear from people you expected love from.
“Y/N…”
You turn to find Atsumu standing there, still in his jersey and a towel hung on his shoulder like he had just ran out to chase you. Where was Sugawara and the kids? Why weren’t they here yet? What is he even doing here? You grab his wrist and immediately pull him towards a private area.
“Are you out of your mind? What are you doing? You have a girlfrie-”
“We broke up.” he cuts you off.
“W-what?”
“We broke up.” He repeats, “I couldn’t stay with her anymore, Y/N.”
You clenched your fists, what was he even thinking? Wouldn’t the rumors worsen if he broke up with her now?
“I-I can’t let you go again.” Atsumu confessed, throwing all his pride out the window again for you because damn it all, you are worth it, “I can’t keep pretending that I’ve moved on when I’m clearly hung up on you.”
“What are you doing?” You spat, anger slowly creeping in, all the pent up emotion towards him being released, “Why would you do that?”
Atsumu notices the change of emotion, you’re getting angry. It’s a complete contrast to what he was expecting, he’d expect the calm and cool exterior, even expected you to cooly reject him like the past but this, this was new, “Why can’t I?”
“Are you out of your mind?” You exclaimed, “I left you! I have kids from another man-”
“So?” He asks, walking closer to you. The familiar smell of perfume and sweat invaded your senses, something you were accustomed to when you were dating him back then. He traps you between the wall and him. You can see the busted lip, what happened to him? Did he got into a fight? You feel like your mind was turning blank by the sudden events. You want to say something, anything but he’s rendering you speechless again, “What if I tell you I don’t care? What if I tell you that I still feel the same even after all this time?”
“Y-You're insane...I-I’m in love with someone else-” you tried to lie but you remember this is Miya Atsumu, he doesn’t give two shits and was willing to work as hard as he could to get what he wanted.
“Y/N, your kids told me that the bastard left. Why didn’t you tell me?” he cuts you off, this time, his voice seemed disappointed and angry yet you didn't know if it was towards you.
“W-what would you have done then?”
“If you’d come back to me then,” he paused, voice turning soft, “I would’ve helped you. I would’ve been there to stand in as a father if you even needed one.”
You’re trembling at his confession, were those words really from the heart?
“Y/N, I don’t know what happened between you and that guy.” he laughs, he didn’t expect it to be like this, that even after six years he’d still be pinning over the same woman who repeatedly broke his heart, “I don’t know what happened between you and your fucked-up family. All I do know is that I’m still in love with you and I’m willing to wait here until you’re ready. I won’t ever leave, Y/N. I-I don’t think I ever will.”
“You’re crazy.” You shakily point out, you’re in a fit of rage. You’re angry at him, you’re angry that he still lowers himself to you when he could do so much better, you’re angry that he still feels the same after all the shit you put him through, most of all, you’re angry at yourself because you couldn’t own up and tell him about everything.
Atsumu slowly holds up his hands, wanting to cup your cheeks but it is immediately swatted away. He notices that you’re trembling now, your facade, slowly crumbling.
“What made you think that I’d come back to you?” Your voice was trying to maintain it’s cold and emptiness tone yet your eyes showed the complete opposite, “Please be selfish for once, Miya-san. Just because you give your all to me, does not mean I’ll return it. I hope I really don’t see you again.”
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Im addicted
Episode 5 : rewatch play back
All the spoils
*Opening scene: hello Hillary
Ruby freaks
Throws on williams robe
Issa like a bad dream
Runs into the boy
Cops QUICK
Ruby puts her hands up
* cops auto think the boy has done something
*protects the white woman
Did you molest her
No one even intervenes everybody saw but no one spoke up
*Ruby realizes she HAS A VOICE
*lets get you somewhere safe
Willtina didn't mean for ruby to run off especially knowing the potion would wear off.
How did Ruby end up on the Southside as Hillary and her robe and slippers
Willtina just scoops up hillary
Cutting her out. On tarp because its messy
Metamorphoses is not death
The locust:
Shed their skin. develop their wings. after 7 days they will reach full sexual maturity. Destin to devour everything in their path
*6:13 when William stabs inside Hillarys mouth you see Rubys eye
*tic burst in. Blood on his hands
Leti you naive like that
All those years of getteg his ass whooped& whooping Tic Montrose ate that
*15face punches
*leti got the bat
* a butterfly lives a full life before it dies
A caterpillar emerges from the same cells
I wanted to apply this metamorphosis to the human
But ( my) research is all theoretical ( as in William cuz tina said she perfected it)
I met a disgraced professor. Beyond his reach so he created doorways (truth)
Magic and science
Wonder what spell William is saying..???
William disappointed face
"I kno your awake"
**The spell they says is the Regeneration spell which brings the butterflies to life
( they wanted Ruby to see em)
*The potion you just mimics metamorphosis
*They weren't scared of me (willtinas eyes flashes)
They were scared for me
They all treated me like ..."a human being" willtina
*It wasn't pain it was like being unmade
*there won't be a next time
*am i free to go
* you are free to do whatever you please
Leaves potion and money
*For Colored Girls who committed suicide when the rainbow wasn't enough...
Plays as Ruby struts as Hillary
Unsure at 1st
Get a cone of ice cream in a white establishment
Reads the paper at a park
Confidence girl
*Leti brings the negatives
* I don't think that violence was in me until the war
Please don't be scared of me.
They for real 1st time
Ruby had a Divine day
Willtina watching her
*I don't believe I'm special enough
*why Not You
*SPONGE BATH
* first time I laid eyes on you, was the first time I felt magic when there wasn't any.
( the first time , Willtina went to that bar knowing Ruby would be there(date) which meant they had been there before
*i will need a favor for a woman friend
(Ruby shows jealously, willtina suprised) is that a problem?
Depends?
Do as you please.
go as you please
*In WHATEVER SKIN you like.
( doesn't sound like Christina is encouraging Ruby to be white)(but Ruby chooses to be Hillary for the job she's always wanted
* the only currency I needed was whiteness
* I don't know what's more difficult being colored or being a woman
* the real keeps interrupting
*MONEY Cardi
*RUBY IN RED
* Ruby resume is loaded
The best way to lie is to tell the truth slightly
Having to correct her story
What if she's Qualified and Hardworking I don't see the problem offering her the same opportunities.
(Even as Hillary Ruby would have said the same thing, she believes it)
Ruby needing the potion. Drops it
So she rips out of the skin inside the elevator
*Montrose Needing pity on himself
Taxi Driver be my shrink for an hour plays
No I still can't get over that loogie
* this is literally as raw as raw can get. Sammie taking that shi
Sammie tries for a kiss. Rose instead sucks him off
* Ruby senses the manager's a little touchy
You're not in any trouble
She looks uncomfortable
7th grade education
No accounting courses
Ashy hands
White woman are mean to each other
Get to try on leather stilettos
Paul is attracted to the "blackness inside Hillary"
Tuttie fruity ol rudy
She's ready for the colored version
*well that's help their more qualified
Then she has to swallow her tongue
*It'll be like a safari
* were you scared to be around all those ... (People
* the white American man
*side cheeked
Can't just be showing up
I didn't embarrass you how was your first day of the white woman at your dream job
* better than being someone's charwoman ( maid)
* you don't want me to kiss you as Hillary?
* I want to kiss whatever you want me to kiss
Lol speaking of that favor
Can you be a charwoman
*the way William grabs Hillary
The nose touch
Wish they showed wills expressing
* where the fuck is this bitch?
(This is her introduction to Christina herself)
* Ruby sizes Christina up. Softens her tone
You were supposed to be here an hour ago
* William does like a demanding woman
*the way Christina grabs Ruby
( something familiar, something she dosent snatch away from)
* do you care for him at all beyond the opportunity he provides you (ruby snatches away
(Confidence check)
* William is a rightful heir...
(When really its Christina speaking of herself. She's her father only child)
*shot him in the back
( William has no bullet room in his back because its Christina)
And dumped his body in the river but he was a piece of trash..
(Soooo Emmitt you wanted to connect)
William survived with my help ( through me)(words shaky)
& with your help he will have his revenge
Tic dreams of Hannah in his suite
Initials are engraved in the ring
Decipher for the protection simple how did he not recognize it to be the same one that Christina showed him
Keeping her against her will with no better than Titus
He starts to defend his father
Is not inherently evil is what you do with it
Look at what your fathers did to protect you
All the flowers in the office.
Ruby being nosey as how she got stuck
Wonder what happened to his entire torso that he needed a new one
Dude stole some money so they cut out his tongue
Your best isn't good enough
you have to be better than mediocre
Them white folks are more fucked up than 'we' think they are
got to be exponentially better than them
Everything is fine
Ruby sucks for mentioning the south side
Sammie girl
Yall finally together
Haven't even kissed yet
The locust migration dance
*Ruby & tam both drinking
Regret (gulp)
*Denies the vial. Changes on purpose
This time she is learning how to crawl out of the white skin stronger in the transformation
*Over hears the manger harassing tam
Watches as he composes himself
She knew it
Him. Her. Spirit
Montrose watches Sammie be free
Engages in freedom
Ruby wasnt expecting Christina to walk out of Williams basement.
Looks as if Christina didn't expect Ruby to be sitting there
*Looks like Ruby got interrupted again
* he told you that (feeling dumb)
No reply cuz it was her all along
You cant relate
We want to be you and you want to be us
*Invitation to do whatever the fuck you wanted to do
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thanks guys!!! this got so long omg, I’m so sorry dsjkfhdskajh
my favorite female character: CASSANDRA MFING CAIN. She is simultaneously one of the most badass characters I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing about, while also being just……….so adorable. Like, I love that she can be the scariest and most competent Bat (she is absolutely 100000% the next Batman I do not take criticism) but also, she’s such a sweetheart. She really loves people (Steph and Duke especially so), she’s an amazing friend and sister, and she is just so authentically herself and does what she wants when she wants, and she works so hard for everything, and I just. Oh my god I love her so much.
my favorite male character: this is so difficult but I have to say Dick Grayson. I Must. He’s basically what started all of this!!! I mean yeah okay Bruce was first, but Robin/Dick is what made Batman interesting and was the first member of the batfam, the one that made it a real family. In addition to that, Dick is just??? So interesting?????? He was the first kid sidekick, he lead the Teen Titans teams, he’s always kind of existed in this place of being the lighthearted one with the Batfam, but the serious one in most other contexts. HE REBELLED FIRST. Nightwing is a fuck you to his dad!!!! I love that! Plus he’s beautiful and has some of the best love interests (I’m talking about Kory and Roy here folks). He’s imperfect and has such depth and I love him kdsjfhjkdshfah
my favorite book/season/etc: I actually really like all the stuff that comes after Bruce “dies”? Seeing them all struggle and fight with each other and everything is really interesting. I love Tim here especially, just bc he’s so fucked up and such a teenager. When characters seem to be having two totally different conversations are SO INTERESTING and that’s what was kind of happening here with Tim and Dick – Tim feels betrayed and hurt, Dick feels stressed and like Tim is ready to move on. And Damian is just an adorable little asshole ksdjfshkjhakjh
my favorite episode (if its a tv show) issue: look I’m a sucker for Dick & Jason feels and I really enjoyed their moments (however few there are) in NTT/Tales of The Teen Titans/etc. They’re pretty small but so cute – it’s really nice to see them trying to figure out how to be brothers!!
my favorite cast member: David Mazouz!!!! Perfect perfect perfect Bruce. I also did like Batfleck, more for the look of exhausted 40 year old man than the story/characterization, but David takes the cake. He does all the different facets of Bruce – traumatized child, obsessive teenager, Brucie the party animal, etc – so well, PLUS THEY HAVE THE SAME BIRTHDAY. It’s meant to be yall
my favorite ship: most of my Batfam ships are one batfam member/one non member (like Dickkory/Dickroy, Dinahbabs, Timkon, etc). the only one fully in the fam would be Bruce/Talia. When written correctly, they are so sweet and so tragic. The star crossed lovers trope has never looked so good as it does when its them.
a character I’d die defending: Damian!!!! Admittedly I do get annoyed by him,,,, a lot,,,,,, but really. He’s a child who’s been abused and manipulated and lied to. He was raised in such a dangerous, traumatic environment, and I fucking hate when people act like he’s always going to be the annoying, murderous brat he was when he was first taken away from that environment. He has to heal, and he IS healing. He loves animals so much, he learns to love Dick (and at least get along with the others), he makes friends, he doesn’t kill anymore. He is doing better. There’s no fucking way he ends up as cruel and cold-hearted as some people insist he will. If you don’t like him, just shut the fuck up
a character I just can’t sympathize with: Babs. It’s not that I can’t sympathize with her, it’s more that I just don’t like her lol. I find Batgirl!Babs really boring and regressive for literally everyone involved. The way Babs became Oracle was gross but it gave her such GROWTH and she got to be her own character as Oracle (and also tell people off for pitying her bc she’s in a wheelchair). Batgirl was passed on to Cass, who is both Asian and disabled rep, then to Steph, in a way that was much healthier for the Batgirls than how Robin was passed down. Babs being Oracle gives even more rep to disabled children/girls in wheelchairs, and she isn’t stuck in Gotham! She isn’t part of the Batfam, she’s a Bird of Prey!!!! So much more interesting!!!! Plus D*ckB*bs is boring as fuck and does a disservice to both of them. Let them grow and be their own people and stop making me see Batgirl!Babs alongside Robin!Damian. DC, that’s illegal!!!
a character I grew to love: Talia. I was sadly infected with the Grant Morrison bullshit when I first joined the fandom and I hated Talia. But I’ve read more comics and metas about her and I just. I LOVE HER. She is such a badass and I find her motives (when well written) to be really interesting!!! She’s loyal to her dad but wants the best for Damian, and does have genuine affection for Bruce and Jason. She’s not the heartless woman some people/writers make her out to be, she has compassion and drive. She doesn’t care what people think about her. I want to marry her sdkjhfjksah
my anti otp: Jason/Roy. In any context other than RHaTO, it makes no sense and does a disservice to both characters. Jason and Roy would not want to be together in most reboots of DC, because of the connection with Dick. Would you want to date your asshole older brother’s ex/best friend? Would you want to date your ex/best friend’s little brother? Would you like to date a man with that history who is also struggling with severe trauma/addiction issues (respectively) and doesn’t get help for it because of bad writing? Imagine Roy looking Dick in the face and saying “yeah, I’m fucking your little brother, who I sort of knew as a pre-teen”. In RHaTO, this is mostly fine bc Roy and Dick have no relationship at all, and Jason needs someone to take care of, and Roy is so incompetent that he fits that bill. But ANYWAYYYYY point is, I refuse to read fics with this ship in it thank you goodnight
send me a show/movie/fandom and I’ll answer these questions!!
#i am SO SORRY i cant believe how much i rambled#long post#ask games#batfam#i barely talked about duke and bruce. didn't mention alfred. didn't mention kate. ksdjhfkjsadh#there are too many damn ppl in this family#Anonymous#anti jayroy#anti babs gordon#whoops forgot to tag that#sorry :(
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Title: Dancing With The Devil
Rating: T for language
Characters: APH Hungary, APH Romania, APH Ukraine
Pairings: HunUkr, background RomBul
Summary: When college students Elizaveta and Vladimir attempt to summon Satan, they're in for the shock of their lives when a completely different demon shows up instead due to a botched ritual.
Additional Notes: Hi so literally no one asked for this demon hunukr au and yet here is is, i hope yall like it (if you even read it)
Read it on: ao3 , ff.n
“Grandma, how did you and Gramma meet?” a small child asked of an old woman sitting in a rocking chair, looking for all the world as cliche as can be.
“Ah yes, I still remember it clearly now,” she responded. “It all began back in high school,” she started, only to be cut off by a loud groan.
“Ugh, we get it Grandma, you and Gramma met in high school and fell in love. Gross. Not much of a story there,” a different child whined.
“Be quiet, Peter, you don’t know what you’re talking about,” a little girl snapped from beside him.
“Wendy is right, Peter, that isn’t what happened at all. But Wendy, dear, it isn’t necessary to be rude just because you’re right,” an elderly woman reprimanded gently as she stepped onto the porch.
Both Wendy and Peter mumbled “sorry Gramma”s and hung their heads, before the woman they had called “Gramma” kindly ruffled their hair.
“Now, if you bunch are talking about what I think you’re talking about, then it’s a tale much better told over milk and cookies, don’t you agree Eliza?”
“Hm...I don’t know, Katyusha, what kind of cookies are they?” the woman now dubbed Eliza asked playfully of “Gramma”, craning her neck around nearly backwards to see her face.
“Your favourite, Eliza, just like always” Katyusha answered before kissing her sweetly on the lips, much to the disgust of Peter and Wendy.
“Guys, Grandma and Gramma kissing isn’t gross! Love is art!” the first child declared passionately.
“That’s lovely, Leo dear, but I think your cousins disagree with you. Now come along all of you, inside,” Katyusha said sweetly, causing the three children present to jump up and rush in the door.
“Come on Elizaveta, you too! I’m sure you want to tell the kids how we met, right? After all, there are some parts only you can tell!” Katyusha encouraged, pulling Elizaveta up by her arm.
“I suppose…” Elizaveta said playfully, a youthful spark lighting in her eyes despite her apparent old age.
She stood up, and the two women headed inside to be met with the clatters of glasses. Katyusha laughed softly and asked everyone to settle down, passing out napkins and glasses, and then warm heart-shaped cookies, fresh out of the oven.
“Grandma, Grandma, you were gonna tell us how you met, right?” Leo asked impatiently.
“Yes, I was, wasn’t I?” Elizaveta sighed. “Well, it was a night not unlike any other, years and years ago…” she begane
“Vladimir, this is stupid,” a young Elizaveta criticized in annoyance. “I’m almost certain that Satan doesn’t exist, and even if he does, there’s no way that you’ll be able to summon him.:
“I bet you’re just saying that ‘cause you’re scared,” Vladimir said, not looking up from the satanic symbols he was chalking onto the floor.
Elizaveta huffed, pulling her arms tighter around herself in an attempt to ward off the chill permeating the air of the run-down old church they were in. She wasn’t scared, she refused to be - but she was cold.
“Why did you even bring me here? It’s not like I actually care about your occult shit.”
“Because, Eliza, the summoning ritual needs the blood of a virgin to work, and, well, we both know that discounts me,” Vladimir said with a smirk that was partway smug, partway triumphant, and partway practically begging for Elizaveta to punch his teeth in.
“Shove it, Vlad. Just because you got yourself a hot Bulgarian boyfriend doesn’t give you the right to make fun of my love life - or my sex life! - no matter how abysmal it may seem to be,” Elizaveta snapped.
Vladimir raised an eyebrow and looked at Elizaveta, before continuing to draw out his summoning circle. “And besides, I’m perfectly fine with the way things are right now! I don’t need anyone else to be happy!” she squaked indignantly, sounding more like she was trying to convince herself than anyone else.
A few moments passed in silence.
“Ugh, could you hurry up?” Elizaveta demanded, letting out a breath of mist. “I’m freezing over here!”
“If you’re so cold, you should have brought a jacket or something,” Vladimir responded tartly.
“It was warm when we left, but it took for-fucking-ever to get up to this decrepit old hellhole - excuse me, I meant sad excuse for a former church,” she gripped.
“Well, I’m done now, could you come over here?”
Elizaveta harumphed and made her way over to Vladimir in an almost leisurely fashion, holding her palm out to him when she reached his side. Vladimir, in turn, pulled out a knife and, dragging Eliza’ hand to hover over the center of the summoning circle, drew it roughly across her palm, causing blood to spill out and onto the demonic markings.
Hissing in pain, Elizaveta quickly pulled her hand back, clutching it to her chest and backing away as Vladimir started chanting, ancient words long forgotten flowing from his lips as easily as the blood did from Elizaveta’s new wound.
As Vladimir continued chanting, shadows started moving around the room, seeming to cause a chill wind to blow. The young man ignored this, as he did many things, but Elizaveta drew in on herself, eyes darting nervously around the ramshackle church. Shadows weren’t supposed to move on their own, or cause wind.
She decided right then and there that now was an awful good time to start being afraid.
Slowly, the shadows coalesced in the centre of the circle to form the body of a young woman who couldn’t be much older than Elizaveta herself. She had short-cropped blonde hair, and was fairly thick-set, wearing all black clothes that seemed at once both tight fitting and loose enough to flow around her.
Elizaveta suddenly found it strangely hard to breathe.
The young woman waved her arm in front of Vladimir’s face. Vladimir didn’t react, as his eyes were closed. “Uh, sir, I think you summoned the wrong demon,” she said rather meekly.
“Mister!” she tried again. “I really don’t think you were looking for me!” the blonde tried again, before noticing Elizaveta in the corner and waving desperately at her.
Still quite unable to untie her tongue, Elizaveta nevertheless forced her slightly shell-shocked body to walk over behind Vladimir, before roughly shoving his shoulder.
“Hey!” he barked indignantly, beginning to wheel around to face Eliza before seeing the other person in the room and stopping short.
“You aren’t Satan,” he observed, rather dumbly in Elizaveta’s opinion. Not that anyone had asked for it, of course, but she was always willing to give it.
“No of course I’m not Satan!” the young woman objected.
“But how did I mess up? I’m certain I had everything this time!” Vladimir wailed.
The blonde backed away at his shouts, and he stopped. He may have been an oblivious piece of shit in Elizaveta’s humble opinion, but even he could tell when he was scaring someone.
The blonde looked down at the markings on the floor. “Well, everything here looks about right...you did use the blood of a virgin, right?”
“Yeah, duh. Unless Eliza had sex with someone in the five minutes between saying I needed the blood of a virgin and making the sacrifice,” Vladimir replied sarcastically.
“Er, um, well...when rituals ask for the blood of a virgin, they aren’t actually talking about sex..” the woman trailed off. “They’re talking about previous summonings, and - and anything else, really, even failed rituals count,” she added in a whisper.
Vladimir dragged his hand down his face, sighing exasperatedly. Of course attempting to summon Cthulhu in the tenth grade would come back to haunt them, of course it would.
Suddenly, the young woman rushed over to Elizaveta and grasped her hands. “You were the one that made the blood sacrifice, right?”
“Y-yeah,” the brunette stammered out, slightly in shock due to the proximity of such a woman who was, in Elizaveta’s opinion, so amazingly beautiful.
“Well then, I have to do any one thing that you ask of me, so long as it’s within my power,” she paused, blowing out a puff of air. “Unfortunately, I don’t really have much power. I’m really low-level, which means I can only do the most basic illusions and stuff. Do you have anything you’d like me to do?
Elizaveta shook her head no. The two of them - she and Vladimir, that is - had been attempting to summon Satan to ensure success at college, but if the blonde was telling the truth, that would be far out of her abilities.
“Well, you’re hurt,” she said, holding up Elizaveta’s palm. “I know! I’ll protect you, then! Make sure you don’t get hurt. It’s a dangerous world out there!”
“W-what? No! I can protect myself, thank you very much!” Elizaveta exclaimed. She may have been tongue-tied, but she would never let someone think that she was in any way incapable of defending herself.
Vladimir winced slightly, no doubt remembering the many times Elizaveta had demonstrated her defensive capabilities before.
“Oh…” the blonde chewed her bottom lip nervously. “Well, see, this is kind of awkward now, because me saying that sort of bound my life to yours.”
“It what?” Elizaveta shouted, yanking her hands out of the other’s.
“Ah-ah-ah you two, no fighting!” Vladimir chimed in, pushin in-between the two women. “And Eliza - no I don’t care that you hate me calling you that, shut up - what our new friend here is saying is that now, her health depends on your safety, basically. The long and short of it is that if she fails to protect you, then she also gets hurt.
The silence hung in the air, thick, smothering, and unbroken, or at least until Vladimir clapped his hands. “Well then, demon-lady, it looks like you’re going to be spending a lot of time with us, so we should probably all introduce ourselves. I’m Vladimir, and this charmer you see in front of you is Elizaveta. And you would be?”
“Yekaterina. I’m pleased to make your acquaintances, Elizaveta, Vladimir. I do hope I won’t be much of a bother,” Yekaterina said with a gracious dip of the head. Elizaveta would never have thought a demon could ever be so polite.
“Oh, I assure you, you’ll be no bother to us at all. In fact, you’re welcome to stay with us,” Vladimir offered.
“That would be lovely, thank you,” Yekaterina said before walking out of the church with a quick “places of worship make me uncomfortable, I’ll be outside.”
For one fleeting second, Elizaveta allowed herself to think that maybe, just maybe, Vladimir had offered shelter to Yekaterina out of the kindness of his heart, but then he turned around with the absolute most shit-eating grin she’d ever seen and said “So. Are you still so content with the empty void that is your love life?”
“Grandma, you can’t just end there!” Peter whined.
“I can and I will, Peter, Leo’s father is here to pick all of you up. Besides, I thought you didn’t want to know how Katyusha and I met,” Elizaveta responded playfully.
Leo frowned pensively, face comically serious for the nine year old that they were. “Storytelling is a form of art, you know. Can you tell us what happened next time?”
Yekaterina laughed, ruffling their hair affectionately. “Of course we will, Leo. Now, all of you get your things, okay?”
The old couple stood in their doorway, waving the children off as they left. “Bye! Have fun at the pool!” Elizaveta called out, lowering her arm as the car faded into the distance.
The old woman sighed, resting her head on Katyusha’s shoulder, wrapping an arm around her waist. The blonde, in turn, rubbed soft circles onto the back of her hand and entangled her fingers with those of the other.
“How long has it been?” Elizaveta murmured. “Sixty? Sixty-five years since that night?”
“I’d put it closer to seventy,” Katyuska whispered.
Elizaveta let out another sigh. It was suddenly hitting very hard very fast just how very old the two of them were, and frankly, neither of them liked the reminder.
#hetalia#aph#hetalia fanfiction#aph hungary#aph romania#aph ukraine#hunukr#demon au#human au#(?)#idk#hunukr fanfiction#background rombul#*shows up ten years late with this*
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Correcting the “Corrected” Record
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Warning: I talk a lot- As Usual. Eevee talks a lot too, so to prevent this post from being a mile long I’m going to post some of the bits I’m responding to as links.
I’m only going to go over the shit that’s nasty, like, no one is talking about “eevee putting glips boobs online” or how glip self diagnosed themselves with autism, so I’m going to just skip over that shit, and of course stuff I am personally up to date on. I don’t know about the fieldoftheother or spazkid situation for example, I don’t have any context besides what biased Eevee provides so there’s no point in me going over something I genuinely do not know about.
Re: Kiwifarms
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I’m not going to sit around here and defend kiwi farms. They’re wild, they do their own thing, but at least they don’t lie about what they’re here for and what they do. I see them as record keepers , because they’re good at getting screen caps and archives. Either way, I don’t exactly see Eevees point here? The nature of Kiwifarms doesn’t mean the the achieves and tweets that came out of you and your partners mouth are faked. You and your partners still said these things. Is the fact you argued against child porn being illegal now invalid because it was from a “single tweet”?
Re: Autistic People are Emotionless Robots
You know what, you’re actually right here, PK called sociopaths emotionless robots, but when examining the entire log (which you didn’t provide probably for this reason) does show some other....questionable quotes.
>> Entire Log in Question <<
...Take this as you will.
In my opinion, you guys said some really ablest shit here all while trying to get information that is not your business out of the user in question and then when called on it you kicked them. While, true, you guys did not call autistic people emotionless robots, you where directly ableist to the user in question, which, honestly is kinda worse? You where being shitty to this user and asking them personal questions and then kicked them because you thought they were autistic.
Re: Glip wants kids to see their porn. (this is a big one)
Okay then show the fucking logs Eevee. This chat happened on Discord. Discord keeps logs for a long time. Your claims of the actual context of this message means nothing if you don’t provide the logs you have access too.
Now, there are a few reasons why they wouldn’t show the logs that they definitely have access to, yet claim the context behind them.
1. Eevee is lying about the actual context behind what PK said
2. Eevee is telling the truth about the full context but has something else to hide with the context of what was said (like in the autism example where yeah pk didn’t call people with autism emotionless robots, but they where blatantly ableist to a user in the full context)
3. Eevee is dumb. No. Really. If the context is what they claim it to be there’s no reason to not show the logs.
And even in that context? What PK said is still fucked up. It’s fucked up to hope that children read you fucking porn. Period. End of Discussion.
This is just straight up a fucking lie holy shit
[Alices Character Page] [Jacklyns Page too]
And you know what? How about that time PK advertised your game Fox Flux that you made for a fucking horny game jam on the sfw site?
Don’t you think that counts for posting nsfw links to the sfw site? And with how intertwined Glips personal twitter is with the nsfw stuff don’t you think that counts too? Glips personal twitter advertises forbidden flora too so gosh maybe it’s not as hard to find it as you think it is?
And like it or fucking not: Making a -sfw- story where you need to read a -nsfw- side of it to get the full story makes the entire story nsfw. If PK can’t handle not having important things happen in the nsfw bits of the comic because they’re not a good writer, then maybe pk needs to admit that their comic isn’t sfw since you can’t get the full thing without going to the nsfw territory.
Multiple comics, actually. Interesting manipulative use of singular words to make it seem like this hasn’t been a thing for literal fucking years Eevee
NSFW EXAMPLES: (seriously guys: It’s bad)
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 1- oh you get the point.
My general opinion on this is that PK has done this for so long and with their self admitted fetish of teaching young boys sex that their apology is less of an apology for drawing child porn, but more of an apology for getting caught drawing child porn.
Here’s another big one.
Ahem.
Now. I’m a cis lesbian, so this isn’t exactly my place to talk...but....
From my Genderfluid (masculine leaning) friend.
From my Trans male friend
From my Trans Woman friend
From another trans male friend
From a Trans Male submitter
From a Gender Fluid person who recently spoke out against PK
See a theme? PK’s portrayal of their trans cast is offensive because it’s obvious fetish material in addition to bad representation on how dysphoria works.
But don’t you dare fucking point that out like this person did:
PK then cropped out how the persons main issue and totally misrepresented their argument!
PK turned the users “I don’t like how you use trans women as fetish fuel” comments and turned it into “THINK OF THE CIS GAYS WAH” (by the way nice homophobia!! It’s not like gay men are oppressed or anything you fucking cunt)
PK. People think you’re transphobic because when trans people point out how your portrayal of them is offensive, you fucking do this shit. You don’t give a shit about trans representation. If you did, you would take their consistent across the board criticism and try to work on it to make your trans representation positive. But you don’t. You fucking mock them for daring to point out your trans representation sucks.
Oh? And by the way?
As a lesbian, I’m horribly offended by Glips homophobia too. Your portrayal of lesbian relationships is full of abuse and rape and you seem to do everything in your power to make your ‘lesbian sex’ as straight as possible. When you’re given two characters with vaginas (a cis and a post transition women) you put them in situations where there is always a penis involved. In one instance you had it happen in a virtual reality so one of the ladies could have a dick, and in another the post transition trans girl literally had a dick come out of fucking nowhere. Don’t you think it’s a little bit off with how much lesbian porn you draw it always has PiV in it? We get it! You like PiV! But stop using trans people as a scapegoat to call your straight porn gay.
Just admit that you like straight sex and stop trying to falsely claim your comic is lgbt+ friendly because that makes good money these days, because it’s fucking not. Also admit you hate gay men already too. You admitted to being uncomfortable in furry communities because of all the gay men before and now you’re using a non-binary individual calling out your transphobia as an excuse to attack gay men again.
Pardon my language because this strikes a personal cord with me because the lgbt+ community is so close and personal to me.
PK. You’re a homophobic, transphobic and aphobic cunt.
Your portrayal of trans women is obvious offensive fetish material, and whenever trans people point it out to you, you disregard them and insult them. Your representation of ‘healthy’ lesbian relationships is abusive and rapey. You openly insult and mock gay men. Oh! And we can’t forget the time you literally made your Asexual character not ace anymore out of thin air, taking away your asexual representation because people pointed out that your ace representation is kinda not great. Because, you know, the porn is way more important then your lgbt+ positivity :))))
Fuck off. You clearly care more about your porn then your lgbt+ representation. So stop marketing Floraverse as a place for positive lgbt+ representation. It’s not. You don’t care about us. You only care about the money you can trick us into giving you by falsely marketing your comic towards us.
I’m just going to repeat my initial reaction to this because I believe it’s correct.
Eevee you literally said you were uncomfortable with an image being illegal in regards to child porn. You then argued for it.
That’s not a “whoops, I mispoke”. You don’t say something like that, and then argue for it and then go ‘woops, didn’t mean it guys! Sorry!” That’s bullshit. You’re only sorry that you got caught supporting fucking child porn dude.
How was this person being an asshole?
Or these people?
What about this artist?
Or how about this backer who just wanted to warn pk that what they’re doing could get the kick starter taken down?
What did Matt Brunett do that was so mean that warranted you and PK harassing him off tumblr for awhile?
in short:
shut the fuck up eevee yall are extra as fuck for no reason
im done writing this, you guys get the point
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