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Soooo thoughts on fics about the Apex girlies? It’s been on my mind lately since a friend asked me if I’d write for them. I started playing Apex a few months back after watching my partner play. Whatcha think?
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Soooo does anyone remember that cute little “gauntlet fingering” tag I had mentioned for The Fury of Zaun? 👀
Yeah, that’s for this next chapter…
Positive health update (possibly triggering health content)
Also, the book will be ending this month! My medication is working properly so I can get out of bed now! 🥳 I honestly cried when I realized I could get out of bed and moving around didn’t hurt or drain me. I even went grocery shopping to get my birthday cake last weekend (I’m 22 now!), although that left me exhausted afterwards. It’s been trial and error, but we’re taking it one step at a time. I’m in a place to get back to writing though. We’re eight chapters away from the finish line! Let’s get there ;)
#hexxed rambles#trying to write that scene was a challenge#you’re gonna get a taste of darker vi in this next chapter
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Warning: Upsetting content talking about a lesbian character being shipped with someone who they aren’t sexually/romantically attracted to
I’ve been feeling so much better so I’ve been writing and updating content… Seeing vi x male reader makes me want to vomit. Seeing a lesbian paired up with a man makes my skin crawl in ways that just… I can’t fully explain. It feels violating.
I know it’s fanfiction. I know people can write fanfiction for whatever they want. But taking a lesbian character who isn’t attracted to men and fetishizing her, having her have sex with a man… is in my opinion… vile and completely violating in a way I just can’t figure out how to put into words.
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⚡️ - Requests | ‼️ - Highly Recommended to Read the Warnings | ⚠️ - Graphic Violence | ❤️🔥 - NSFW | 💞 - Polyamory | ❄️ - Angst
⚠️❤️🔥 - Her Sunlight (Queen!Reader AU)
⚡️‼️⚠️❤️🔥 - Conquered (Yandere!Goddess!Ambessa x Virgin!Priestess!Reader)
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⚡️ - Requests | ‼️ - Highly Recommended to Read the Warnings | ⚠️ - Graphic Violence | ❤️🔥 - NSFW | 💞 - Polyamory | ❄️ - Angst
‼️⚠️❤️🔥💞 - Grayson's True Prodigy Masterlist
‼️❤️🔥 - Sinful (Yandere!Goddess!Sevika x Priestess!Reader)
‼️❤️🔥 - Nefarious Negotiations (Deputy Chief!Reader)
⚡️‼️❤️🔥 - Swimming with Tentacles (Cecaelian!Sevika)
‼️ - Bad Together (Gang Leader!POC!Reader)
‼️- Why She's Number Two (Sister!Reader)
⭐️ Including Vi
‼️⚠️❤️🔥💞 - My Lovers Hate Each Other (Sevika x Reader x Vi) - Part One | Part Two I Part Three | Part Four | Final Part
❤️🔥 - A Thin Line (Dom!Sevika x Brat!Vi) - Part One | Part Two | Final Part
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⚡️ - Requests | ‼️ - Highly Recommended to Read the Warnings | ⚠️ - Graphic Violence | ❤️🔥 - NSFW | 💞 - Polyamory | ❄️ - Angst |
‼️⚠️❤️🔥 - Hexed Series Masterlist
- I Can Be a Better Boyfriend (Modern Songfic) - Part One & Two | Final Part
‼️❤️🔥 - The Species Must Survive (Werewolf!Vi) - Part One I Part Two | Part Three | Final Part | Bonus Part
❤️🔥 - Thank God You Introduced Me to Your Sister - Part One I Final Part
⚡️‼️❄️ - Caraphernelia (Cheater! Ex!Vi) - Part One I Final Part
‼️- Please, Hold Me (Comfort Fic)
⚡️‼️❤️🔥 - Belladonna (Soft Yandere!Goddess! Vi x Needy!Priestess!Reader)
❤️🔥 - Next Girlfriend (Sub!Vi x Tall!Medarda!Reader)
⚡️❤️🔥 - The One That Got Away (Childhood Crush!Reader)
⚡️⚠️- I'd Kill for You (Werewolf!Reader)
⚡️‼️❤️🔥 - Drown Me in Your Depths (Siren!Vi)
⚡️‼️❤️🔥 - Let Me In (Dark!Demon!Vi)
⚡️‼️❤️🔥 - In the Middle of the Night (Succubus!Vi)
Cherry Flavored (Ex Classmate!Vi x Black!Gothic!Reader)
⭐️ Including Sevika
‼️⚠️❤️🔥💞 - My Lovers Hate Each Other (Sevika x Reader x Vi) - Part One | Part Two I Part Three | Part Four | Final Part
❤️🔥 - A Thin Line (Dom!Sevika x Brat!Vi) - Part One | Part Two | Final Part
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For anyone wondering where my other two mini fics went, tumblr glitched and ate them :/ and this was the one time I got lazy and decided to write them ON tumblr and not on Google Docs. That’s what I get for being lazy 😭
I will be rewriting and posting them after I update my blog navigation pages this week. Then, we will be back to Hexed and Grayson’s True Prodigy!
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Bad Together
Sevika x Gang Leader!POC!Reader
*This is a scheduled post so it will not be linked on the main page immediately.*
Warning: Gang Leader! POC!Reader, Rivals to Lovers, Crazy Offer, You’re also a scary lady, Dom!Reader, Dom!Sevika, You’re equals, Sexual Tension, An idea inspired by Valentine’s Day, Taunting, Flirting hidden as threats, Throat Grabbing, reader dresses slutty, Cursing, horny from fist fighting your rival, Sevika womanhandles you, you get folded, Making Out, Sevika bites your tongue
Summary: You and Sevika have been rivals since you were in high school. That only worsened when you both became gang leaders and tensions rose when Sevika became Silco’s right hand. You were scary, but Sevika was scarier… you had an offer for her - what if you combined forces?
You knew this idea could blow up in your face in more ways than one. But, you wouldn’t have ended up in your position if you didn’t go for things that came with a substantial risk. If you were honest with yourself, this would be the riskiest out of all of them. One wrong move could find you losing your gang, your cred, your reputation, and your identity. In these fissures that was worse than death. You’d become a laughing stock or worse. That thought put a sour taste in your mouth that you wanted to spit out.
The Silver Dagger’s territory wasn’t hard to find. It covered the best parts of the Undercity which included the expensive side of the Red Light District. Your business involved the boss herself, so you were headed into the snake’s den. Contrary to belief, the Silver Dagger’s did not operate out of The Last Drop. That’s where Silco kept them for easy access, but they spent most of their time in an old townhouse they had completely renovated. You’d been there before - once, a long time ago. It was a day you didn’t know whether or not to look back on fondly or with disgust.
As you approach the townhouse, two guys playing blackjack at the gate stand up when they see you. One of them pulls out a gun while the other steps forward with a hand outstretched. The other people loitering around the area don’t even pretend they’re not paying attention. They blatantly stare at you, watching as you reach for your weapon and pull it from its holster.
“A bat?” The one with a gun snickers. You look at him and twist both parts of the handle away from each other. There is a click and nine-inch spikes pop out along the body.
“Do you want a demonstration?” You raise an eyebrow. The guy pales.
“Hand it over. You can’t go in with it or any other weapons you have on your body.” The other guy says, giving you a look-over as you retract the spikes.
“That’s all. I’m not stupid enough to walk into Sevika’s territory with more than necessary. I don’t have a death wish.” You scoff. “Can I go in now?”
“What about there?” He motions to your crotch. You glance down and realize your leather shorts make the bulge of your strap more prominent.
“I’m packing, but not a weapon.” You flash a smirk.
“You’d be surprised how many people still try to sneak in weapons there, too.” He exhales, crossing his arms. “Just have to be through. Head on in.” The door swings open and a third, larger guy stares down at you with an annoyed scowl. You raise an eyebrow at him, too. You knew a lot of the people who fell in with Sevika tended to be quite interesting. She was very picky with whom she accepted into her gang. They had to be smart, resourceful, and loyal. Not much unlike your criteria except you liked to accept the ones with a bit more personality.
You were guided through the hallway until you reached what used to be the living room. You recognized the people lounging on the couches as Sevika’s inner circle. It was rare for her to be somewhere without them. They stuck to her like glue unless she was out on an errand for Silco. You wondered if she ever cared that they did that. You didn’t when it came to your circle. If you needed to tell them to leave you alone, they were more than likely to oblige.
“When I was told the Puppeteer wanted a word with me, I thought you’d be on death’s door… but you don’t look half-dead to me, Y/n.” Sevika’s voice sends a thrill up your spine. You look up to see her leaning against the second-floor railing. It’s been some time since you’ve seen her instead of hearing the gossip about her. The smirk that crosses your face at the sight of your target is positively feral.
“I’m sure seeing me bloody and bruised would give you a hard-on, Sevika.” You respond, taking a step forward, “But I didn’t come here for you to get off.”
“Pity. I was looking forward to something to celebrate.” She says, then motions to the stairs, “Come up. Third door to your right.” She turns and moves out of your sight, likely into the room she just told you about. Grinning to yourself, you head up the stairs with a newfound pep to your step. Oh, she was a sight to behold. ‘How long has it been? Ten years? At least sometime before Silco took over.’ She’d cut her hair and put on more muscle than you remember. She was taller, too.
You swing the door open to see a decently sized office. It was decorated in the way you expected it to be - covered in trophies. There were items or weapons from other gangs hanging from the walls or displayed on shelves. What shows the gap between you and her are the items from Piltover. The sheer number of them showed Sevika’s strength as a leader and her cunning to have them in the first place. You couldn’t help but feel slightly awed by the sight. You have a few of your own but she had to have dozens. This is what it meant to be number one in the Undercity.
“So, what does the famous Puppeteer want with me?” Sevika asks, leaning back in her chair. You could tell it was custom-made, glossy with the telltale sign of being cared for with a linseed oil tincture. ‘I wonder how cocky she’d be if she was the one being fucked in that chair.’
“Me? Famous? You must be thinking of yourself.” You scoff, sitting down and resting your ankle on your knee. You make a show of checking her out, slowly dragging your eyes over her body. “From all the talk I’ve heard about you, I’d expected to find that you’d turned into an Oni. Color me disappointed to see that you’re normal.”
“An Oni?” Sevika snorts, “That’s a new one. Are you sure you didn’t make that one up?”
“A normal person can’t tank a fucking explosion and only get out missing an arm.” You point to the cloak hiding her metal arm. “And, I didn’t make it up. You’re not that lucky to have been on my mind all these years.”
“I could say the same.” She responds and the two of you intensely stare at each other trying to spot a glimpse of a lie. ‘Always so annoyingly attractive. Her makeup is always done so nicely. It used to piss me off that when it was smudged after a fight she still looked hot.’
“Anyway,” You direct the topic to where you want it, “I’m here to make you an offer that you won’t be able to refuse.”
“Oh?” She raises an eyebrow. “And what delusional thought have you brought to me?”
“Get in a relationship with me,” You start, taking note that Sevika’s eyes widen, “and we can run the Undercity together.”
“You walk into my territory after years of not seeing each other to say… that?” She spits out the word as if it refused to leave her tongue. “You’re being serious? This isn’t some stupid joke because it’s Valentine’s Day?”
“I’m serious.” You nod, smirking. She’s clearly startled by what you said and it makes you gleeful to be able to knock her emotionless mask. “Let’s be honest, we can’t stand each other. You and I go together like gasoline and fire to a fucking explosion,” Her jaw clenches, eyes narrowing as you continue to talk. You knew that expression too well. One she’d give you over and over again while you were in school and competing for top dog. The one that made your rivalry all the sweeter. “but I know you better than anyone else. You’re a fucking powerhouse on your own. Imagine what we can do together.”
“You’ve been so horny for me that your fantasies have convinced you I want you in real life.” Sevika says bluntly, “You should take my spot at Babette’s for the day. Consider it a gesture of goodwill.”
“Why would I go to a brothel when I want to touch you, Sevika?” You purr, reaching out to caress her shoulder. She grabs your wrist, constricting her grip tight enough for the bones in your wrist to creak.
“What makes you think you can touch me, Y/n?” Her voice comes out low in a warning. You grin at her, your heart pounding harder with adrenaline as she glares at you with wild eyes. She didn’t scare you. She never did. Watching Sevika slip into her authoritative mode brought you nothing but a thrill. That’s what she was for you—a thrill.
“I’m the only one who has touched you.” You retort. A moment passes and she lets you go. You glance down at your wrist. There was nothing there but you knew there would be a bruise eventually.
“You’re wasting my time with this shit.” She deflects, taking a cigarillo out of a wooden box. “That’s nothing new with you though. You’ve always liked to waste my precious time.” You roll your eyes and stand up. She follows you with her eyes, tucking the cigarillo between her lips as you walk around her desk. You grip the back of her chair and push it away from the desk, taking up the space between the two. You lean against the desk, crossing your arms as you give her a disapproving stare. She looks up at you, trying to show that she’s disinterested in what you’re saying but the stormy look in her eyes says differently.
“While you continue running errands for Mr.Pink Eye over there, you will be left in my dust, Sevika. And I know how much you hate that. I’ll be number one in the Undercity and you’ll be racing to catch up to me.” You taunt her.
“If that’s what you want to believe.” She chuckles, flicking the lighter in her hand open. A soft green flame flares to life. She lights her cigarillo and you watch as she inhales, exhaling the smoke through her nose.
“Believe? I already see it.” You take the cigarillo from her lips, extinguishing it between your fingers, “You’ll fail without me. But, go ahead and continue being Silco’s bitch, all you have left to do is bark.”
Sevika’s metal fist connects with your stomach and you hunch over gasping for breath. She grabs your hair and throws you into the wall, your shoulder taking the brunt of the hit. You’re quick to shake off the stun and dodge out of the way from her next attack, bringing your leg up to kick her in the side and launch her away from you. She stumbles and you lunge at her, landing a punch across her jaw. A gleeful laugh leaves your lips as you and Sevika brawl around the office. She had a permanent smirk on her face and she laughed as you narrowly dodged her sword slash. The weapons around the office were used and Sevika had to roll out of the way when you got your hand on a mace. She got a good hit to your leg that knocked you off balance and you staggered but caught yourself in time. You wipe the blood off your arm, wearily eying that metal arm of hers. You’d heard people talking about it, but to fight her with it was a whole different process. You were bruised and bleeding but you were having a lot of fun. Sevika was standing in front of the door breathing heavily and wiping blood from a cut on her face. It was a delicious sight to see.
“Is that all you’ve got? I’m still standing.” You taunt her, gesturing to your body. Sevika looks at you silently, standing up straight as she catches her breath. “Well?” You continue. Her hand is closing around your throat before you can blink. A grunt is forced from you as you’re slammed onto the desk. Your hips are pressed into the wood, pinned in place by Sevika’s as she leans over you. A shiver goes through you as you realize she’s furious with you. Eyes of molten metal glaring down at you as if she wants you to burst into flames.
“It’s funny how you call me a bitch, but you’ve been barking at me since you’ve walked in here. If anyone is a bitch, it’s you.” Sevika says lowly, her face inches away from yours. “My bitch.” You can feel her strap pressing up against yours, forcing the base of it to your body and sending a tingling feeling through your clit.
“Prove it.” You smirk, purposefully pushing back with your hips.
“You’re so fucking frustrating.” She exhales sharply. You reach up and wrap your hand around her throat, pulling her face closer to hers.
“I said prove it, Sev.” You goad her with the nickname you gave her. She hated any form of nickname for her name. It was Sevika or nothing. So naturally you didn’t listen to that.
“If you insist, Y/n/n.” She responds with the nickname she had given you. Your eyebrow twitches. You make a noise in the back of your throat as she lifts you off of the desk by your throat. You let go of her neck to grab at her wrist. You don’t have to look to know that your feet are nowhere near the ground. Her lips curve up into a wicked smirk before the world around you blurs. You cry out in pain as your back is slammed against what you assume to be the desk once more. Her hand vanishes from your throat and the next thing you know she’s kissing you.
Sevika’s arms hold your legs to her body and you can feel her strap press against you due to the position you’re in. You feel yourself blush as she leans down, her hair brushing against your cheeks before her lips touch yours. Like your fight moments before, your kiss is anything but gentle. You’re rough, trying to be the one in charge and take the lead. Sevika’s tongue is in your mouth and you’re enjoying it until you want to put yours in hers. It takes a bit but you’re successful and get a low moan from her. You can’t help but feel smug about it, and almost as if she knows that Sevika bites your tongue. You yelp and jerk away from her, breaking the kiss and glaring at her.
“Seriously? You bit me?”
“Don’t be so smug about it.” Sevika shrugs. “You’re not in the position to be.”
“Would you like a redo of what happened the last time I was here? Then I will be.”
“If you call me your girlfriend in front of anyone, I’ll run you through with my sword.” She ignores what you said in favor of addressing the offer you made her.
“We’re partners. Nothing more. Nothing less.” You tuck your arms under your head, “I told you you wouldn’t be able to refuse my offer.” You smirk up at her.
“Shut the fuck up before I shove my dick in your mouth.” She says seriously.
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Signed, Renata
Boss!Renata Glasc x POC!Reader
Warning: Boss!Renata Glasc, POC!Reader, Confession, Love Notes, Valentine’s Day in the Office, blushing so hard your cheeks hurt, your coworkers make fun of you, recognizing someone by their perfume, you get a kiss
Summary: Love is in the air and you’re stuck at work instead of enjoying the themed drinks and desserts… until you find your desk covered in gifts from an unknown admirer.
The words on the paper were blurring the more you tried to read them. Your lunch break was only a short ten minutes away but it felt like forever with how antsy you were feeling. When you woke up, your phone had been flooded with text messages from your friends saying ‘Happy Galentine’s Day!’ Your couple friends were sharing their cute messages and posts, and you knew there’d be even more coming in tonight. You were a sucker for days like this and it made you bummed out to be working when you could be home and taking a nice themed bath. But, all hope was not lost. Your boss was nice and allowed your workplace to decorate and celebrate as long it was all cleaned up by the next morning.
That meant that the office had been decorated in various shades of pink, red, and white with hearts and cheesy pick-up lines everywhere. It brought a lot of laughter and joy… for most of the people. There were a few who were determined to ruin the fun and say Valentine’s was a stupid holiday to celebrate. Their desks had suspiciously been left undecorated and no one wanted to come forward and admit that they were the ones who didn’t do it. Other than that, the day went by as normal and you were so happy to hear your little alarm go off.
You gathered up all of your paperwork, clipped them together, and carefully filed them back into the folder they needed to be in. Your boss would gut you like a fish if she walked past your desk and it was a mess. You could never forget the ice in her voice when you heard her lay into Ken about how much of a slob he was on your first day. That had you scrambling ever since to make sure you kept your area pristine. You didn’t want her to speak to you that way at all.
Your coworkers linked up with you and you ducked into the cafeteria to eat. The chefs had made dishes themed to the day so you were giggling over the heart-shaped desserts and sandwiches. Everyone scrolled through their phones and shared posts on their socials that they thought were pretty or funny. You were just relieved to have a break. You yawn, clutching the hot cup of coffee in your hands hoping it’ll be enough to get you through the rest of the day. You savor each sip while listening to the others talk before the sound of the lunch alarm goes off. ‘Lunch is over already?’ You complain to yourself. You get up and place your mug in the dirty dishes pile, waving at the chefs before heading out of the room.
Everyone normally took some time to get back to their desks but you were confused to see them all hovering around your area. Jamie glanced back and he waved you over with a bright smile on his face. You hurried your pace, feeling a little confused as more of your coworkers gave you the same look.
“What’s going on?” You ask, nudging them to the side when you realize they are staring at your area. Your jaw drops when you see your desk. It was covered with rose petals, decorated with an assortment of flowers and a note was neatly tucked into the keys of your keyboard. You noticed a large box of your favorite chocolates along with a box of artisan chocolate from one of the higher-end chocolatiers in the city. It was beautiful and someone clearly put a lot of time and effort into it. ‘Who put all of that time and effort into this?’ was your first thought. Your second thought was ‘Ms. Glasc is going to murder me if she sees this!’ Your body felt conflicted about how it should react. On one hand, you were terrified your boss was going to scold you for making a mess. On the other, someone was into you enough to do this. You could feel your cheeks warm. Your lips twitched before giving in and curving into a smile so wide it hurt.
“Someone has an admirer!” One of your coworkers says, shaking you. You hear them all giggle and start to tease you about it. It only makes the feeling worse. It couldn’t be from anyone on your floor, right? You all went to lunch at the same time. But, that didn’t mean anything either. Not everyone ate lunch here. Some people chose to go out and pick up lunch from one of the nearby restaurants. Anyone could have done it. It didn’t help that your desks had walls high enough that no one could see over them.
Although your coworkers continue to rile you up, your focus is taken by the note. You walk forward and pick it up, taking a seat in your chair as a few rose petals fall from it. The envelope feels heavier in your hand than the standard ones you’re used to. Your name is scrawled across it in a handwriting that is oddly familiar to you. That piques your curiosity even more. You turn it over and your heart skips a beat seeing the Glasc family crest pressed into the wax seal. Overtaken by your curiosity you pop the seal and unfurl the paper to see the same beautiful scrawling calligraphy across the paper. Your heart beats faster as you catch the faint scent of Darling Decadence, the personal fragrance your boss wears. Your eyes scan the page and your heart beats faster and faster until you reach the closing line.
What would you say if I requested a kiss, pet?
Your breathing catches. Did your boss really write this… love letter… to you?
“What has everyone so excited?” Ms.Glasc’s raspy voice cuts through everyone else’s like the sharpest of knives. The room goes silent and you freeze. You whip around so fast that your chair spins with you. You make eye contact with her. Her glowing magenta eyes pierce your very soul and you nearly melt into your chair. Even with half of her face covered by her breather, you knew she wasn’t happy about all the time being wasted.
“M-Ms.Glasc, I-” You have no clue what you’re trying to say. Are you trying to defend yourself from the mess? Ask her if this letter is real? You were trying to save yourself before you knew what you were saving yourself from.
“Back to work.” She says and everyone runs to their desks. She doesn’t take her eyes off you but walks forward and grabs the top of your chair. You squeak as she leans down to be level with you.
“Um, I- Got your… letter?” You stutter, lifting the letter to show her. Her eyes dart to it and back to you.
“Your answer?” Ms.Glasc asks. You swallow.
“Yes.” You say. She reaches up and there’s a soft hiss as her breather disengages. You think you stop breathing when you finally get to see her face. She’s gorgeous. Her lips curve up into a smirk that has your heart working overtime.
“Good girl.” She grips your chin, tilts your head back, and kisses you.
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Four mini Valentine’s Day fics coming for your booties 👀
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Since SO MANY OF YOU have asked me for another Vi fic like The Species Must Survive, I have a question to ask.
Would you like for it to be Werewolf!Vi once again or would you like for her to be another creature/monster? This fic will have a research facility like theme to it as well, all that would be adjusted would be the monster type and the storyline.
If you would like for Vi to be another creature, please comment or send something to my inbox about what kind.
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i miss vi so bad i can't WAIT for arcane season two so the x reader fics come back
The Vi love definitely hasn’t stopped over here! My Hexed series will be rolling out again soon! And, I’ve got a handful of Vi oneshots in progress as well ;)
Honestly I’ve never had a show grab my heart as tightly as Arcane did. I am anxious about season two though and the direction they’re going to take it. I definitely don’t feel comfortable with the idea of Vi becoming an Enforcer/Warden unless it’s to keep tabs on her sister. But, talking about that ties into my controversial feelings about Violyn so I try to stay away from it haha
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No one is forcefully preventing you from posting tlou fics. What people are saying is that fanfics can continue to convince people to buy tlou games and merch which is directly supporting neil (a zionist). From what i’ve seen, some writers are advising they speak up about palestine or put information on how to support palestine above their work. NO ONE is forcing you not to post ever again, just to be fucking educated and aware of the current genocide against palestinians.
That makes more sense, thank you. I definitely don’t condone directly supporting Neil. Which is why I was confused about the stances on fanfiction that I’ve been seeing. No post that I’ve read so far has mentioned that it may lead to people continuing to purchase the remastered version or merch. I can understand how it would lead to people saying that.
I’ve been off tumblr for a while as I deal with my health, so coming back to all of this threw me off. Thank you for taking the time to explain it to me <3
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I haven’t really been on tumblr for months except to check dms or post… is posting fics for TLOU okay?? The one time I’m scrolling through my timeline and it’s just filled of people saying to stop writing for the fandom. Or you’re a horrible person. That really startled me. I understand people say not to continue supporting Neil but are fanfics a part of that, too?
It’s just, I’m kinda of sad about it cause I put so much time and effort into these stories. Writing while being sick has been my only reprieve from the pain. Am I just gonna have to abandon these works? Would anyone even read them?
Just… damn.
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Tomorrow I get to find out what’s wrong with me health wise 🤞🏽 it’s been a long four months of testing
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Thank you SO MUCH for 1,000 followers!!! I’m so happy to know that you’re all enjoying my work. I means a lot to me and I hope I can continue bringing joy to your day 🫶🏽
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