Thein | they/them or xe/xem, | writer. When asking questions, please name the fic you are asking it about and then any specific characters, or if you're addressing me as the author.
I regret to inform you that Discord's new Terms of Service includes an arbitration clause. You can find it here https://discord.com/terms/#16. This clause includes an opt-out, which I have transcribed here:
You can decline this agreement to arbitrate by emailing an opt-out notice to [email protected] within 30 days of April 15, 2024 or when you first register your Discord account, whichever is later; otherwise, you shall be bound to arbitrate disputes in accordance with the terms of these paragraphs. If you opt out of these arbitration provisions, Discord also will not be bound by them.
These clauses are underhanded ways that corporations seek to deprive you of your right to participate in class-action lawsuits and your right to a jury trial. (This does only apply to us users ,other people still spread the word though )
Sorry, for my mental health I've been staying off social media, so I have been chronically forgetting to post updates.
Logan's part is staring down the barrel of finished. About two months ago I reached a point where I had to outline it, except my outlines are zero drafts (a skeletal rough draft with copious holes). This particular zero draft was more robust than a lot, so the parts I only really skipped was anything uninteresting to me or too complicated for me to want to tackle that particular demon. The zero draft is done, all the way to the very end of this installment, with at least 80% of it fully written.
I just edited everything already written along with the scenes in the zero draft, so now I just have to write the holes in and do a couple more edit passes before handing it off to my beta, who will let me know if it's a steaming pile of horse dung. They've held my hand through a lot of this and have ogled various passages approvingly so far, so I doubt we are starting anything from scratch, and if we are...no we're not you're getting what already exists. I love you. I'm not making a dime off this; I'm proud enough of it I won't perform Oedipus' tragic fate that someone read my garbage, so yeah. It's very nearly done.
Now, onto an important piece:
Knowledge Cloaked in Factoid contains the following trigger warnings:
-discussed child sexual abuse
-some sexual imagery particularly of a predatory nature
-extreme graphic violence
-extensive horror elements
-death
-extensive burning
-threat to life from a friend
-graphic descriptions of pain
-graphic description of corpses (including infant corpses)
-some genital mutilation (of a penis) played for a joke
As per usual as much as possible disturbing things will be summarized. Come a point, I am just going to tell fans who don't want to read horror processing child SA to keep track of my Tumblr, and here I'll upload a summary of all the horror imagery and themes, with only what you need to know to follow the rest of the series regarding the triggering elements. Most of the trigger warnings above take place in the horror sequence, which is long and some of the best writing of my entire life. But also, you guys boarded this rollar-coaster when it was some very low stakes relationship dysfunction and we now have baby corpses. I get it if you want to see this through to the end but would rather keep the gratuity as far away from you as you can manage.
Also, vitally important to remember: THOMAS IN THIS IS A FICTIONAL CHARACTER. Just fictional. Zero speculation is taking place. Absolutely no speculation. I'm not even speculating about the show at this point, this is its own beast entirely. Sadly I ended up processing some stuff subconsciously while writing this and accidentally wove certain psychological earmarks into things, and I reached a point where I had to choose whether to veer all the way into it or not. I ended up deciding on the former. The Thomas in this fic series is his own person. He has similarities with the real dude, but for the utter love of fuck this is not actually real person fic. No hate to those who write that, I cannot do it. So just...draw those lines in your brains, because that's the only way you're gonna be able to keep reading.
anxceit in a way that’s like “we had each other and we were everything, but everything was too much, too close to the sun, and now we can never have it again”. anxceit that’s like a sheet of paper that was crumpled up, and then someone tried to smooth it back out again. is this anything
I am dealing with horrible, full-body chronic pain. It's been coming for a while. I've been hurting in littler ways for a long time and I always brushed it aside and just did things anyway. I can't do that anymore. Enormous parts of my life are now basically inaccessible to me. I hurt too much to stand more often than I would like, and the meds my doctor prescribed barely touch it for a little while, and they leave me very tired. On top of that, my parents, who I am reliant on for my spectrum of disabilities, have decided to see my crippling pain as a slight against them personally and are now trying to isolate and gaslight me again after years of tentative peace.
Logan's part is coming slow. It's very cognitively challenging and I spend a lot of every day with terrible brain fog, and I struggled to write less than five hundred words today when I'm used to writing thousands in a go without trouble. It's a very difficult, demanding scene but it's still upsetting.
I'm not ashamed of my disability. I don't want pity or "I'm so sorry." I'm now decidedly part of a very proud, very accepting community I wouldn't still have my sanity without. If I hadn't read so many posts from disability advocates I am pretty sure I'd be beside myself right now.
But things aren't good. I don't know if they'll get better. You may see a vent fic of some kind go up at some point--I don't know if I just want to bitch via pure angst or write escapism or what I want. I'm open to suggestions.
If you have prompts you're willing to pay me for writing, let me know. As long as you're willing to wait a little while on it, I've been told I'm pretty good at writing to prompt. And the money would help. It would at least give me some freedom to do things for my mental health I'm too broke to do right now.
I killed the rat king of New York and inherited his throne by right of conquest or whatever, but I never took the rat oaths so I can speak to and command rats and they are compelled to obey, but they formally elected a rat president last year. I don't have any formal power in their social hierarchy but I have very real concrete magical power over them. I guess the title gets passed to my eldest son unless a rat kills me at some point.
when someone says "why would you want a physical copy of that? you can just stream it" i physically recoil. a feeling of dread comes over me like an evil spirit just passed through my body
David: One of Job's sons is played by a very promising young actor called Ty Tennant. He's got a great future ahead of him, I hope, because I'm hoping he'll pay for my old folks home when I retire. This is my father-in-law, Peter.
Peter: Hello.
David: And this is my son, Ty. And Peter is playing Ty's father in this particular scene.