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#THAT'S PART OF THE DEAL ANON

2-dsimp · 14 days

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The Boss would be insufferable to be around, always sighing and mourning over not getting his latest dosage of pure perfection on his phone screen. If he wasn’t already lazy before you’d mistake him for being the embodiment sin of Sloth.

“It’s been 1 day, 6 hours, 24 minutes, and T-minus 30 seconds since they last posted anything...”

Danny droned, as he stared longingly at past pictures and video clips of his darling. His slender fingers trailing across the digital contours of your figure with a needy trembling pout of his chapped lips.

“that’s the same amount of time my life started to fail in having any meaning”

He finished with a stray crocodile tear collecting ruefully within his nonexistent tear ducts. That dried up from pulling all nighters obsessing over your page and any anime fandoms that could take his mind off you (to which none of them did).

All of the remaining hitman members merely eyed their leader in either exasperation, amusement, or just plain old disappointment for being such a sad waste of space.

It got so bad to the point where he’d just be found around random spots in the hideout glued to the floor like a dead corpse.

His phone clutched within a death grip as he was surrounded by picture posts that he printed out from your social media. Almost as if he was preforming a self sacrificial ritual to evoke your page to give him an update on what you were doing.

To be blunt Danny would just be a sad sap without you, leaving his team to pick up the slack and set out individually to bring you back. If only to shut up their Boss from whining depressive monologues about how he was useless without his darling to fanboy over. And get his ass to start working like an actual decent human being.

#Danny the boss #yandere imagines #yandere male x reader #yandere x you #yandere drabble #yandere male #yandere scenarios #yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere blurb #yandere hitman #yandere boss #💜 anon #yes he would be the type to have a weeb shrine of you #but he’d absolutely be getting cold feet on abducting you #it’s not the kidnapping part that puts him off it’s the part where you’re awake leaving him to try a bring you up to speed with why you’re #currently stranded in an unfamiliar setting that you’re mot accustomed to #The thought of you just staring at him in pure silence makes him sweat bullets and gets him nervous to the point where he’d rather stick hi #head under the ground like an ostrich since he doesn’t have the ability to deal with being bombarded with numerous questions and demands

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that-foul-legacy-lover · 8 months

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FL x reader where FL behaves like a guard dog around reader whenever they’re outside, so during the archon quest when he wakes up being taken to jail he sees the guards are taking reader to get questioned as well because on record it’s obvious that they’re very close, FL just starts hissing at the guard thats taking him away because he’s terrified they’ll do something to his precious beloved :(

i'm not crying you're crying ;-;;;;

oh, especially if you don't know why you're being questioned in the first place, only that some guards showed up to escort you to "somewhere private"- which ended up being a prison fortress. you're terrified at this point, knowing how odd and at times brutal Fontaine's judicial system is, and no one is telling you ANYTHING! they just keep pushing you down the hall and telling you that everything will be fine, they just need to ask you a couple of questions, and you can do nothing but keep walking forward, the cold air making you shiver- until you hear a screech from a few cells over

your eyes widen as your pace quickens, ignoring the guards' shouts for you to stop, and when you reach the cell you find yourself staring into the crystalline gaze of a very familiar Abyssal monster

Foul Legacy warbles when he sees you, whimpering and leaning into your touch as you do your best to wrap your arms around his neck through the bars of the cell, his tears cool and damp against your skin. the bars press into his armor, but he doesn't care, only seeking your voice and your touch to calm him, the corruption gnawing at his mind slipping into peaceful bliss... until the guards run up to you, firmly pulling you away, their hands on your shoulders as they lead you down the hall. you shout at them to let you go, to let you see him again, but it's like they're deaf to your pleas as well as Legacy's desperate wails behind them, and they lead you deeper into the cold, unyielding prison

unfortunately for them, they also don't hear the unmistakable shattering crack of metal breaking under claws and teeth

#genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #foul legacy #foul legacy childe #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #chit chat #anon #he got outtttttt hehehehehe #don't make Foul Legacy mad #especially when he's already dealing with a false charge and mood swings #oh i want to write a part two for this so badly #short scenario #other's stuff #FAVE #good evening :)

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stupid-and-cute-are-enough · 7 months

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for the past 4 days, i've descended into madness over the anon getting turned into an animatronic. behold. 2.6k words @get-rammed i've gone insane

as always, i spew BTS lore in the tags

“Alright, that’s everything,” his Handler announces, finishing the paint on his last claw. They give his hand a satisfied pat. Monty watches as they turn away and begin packing up their things, making idle chatter as they do, offhandedly mentioning that they hope it isn’t too late by the time they actually get to head home. They told him earlier that they’ve got a meeting with the higher-ups once they’re done tonight, and it’s been weighing on him all day.

“I don’t think you should go to that meeting,” he says because he can’t take it any longer.

They pause. “What do you mean?”

“I just… I don’t think you should go.” Monty clenches his fists in his lap. It doesn’t feel right. If it was any other lame meeting announced in a staff email, sure, but this isn’t one of those. They were approached in person. No documents, nothing written; just pulled them aside this morning and told them something about enhancing the Handler experience. All of the other Handlers have gone home already, too, and there’s nothing that they could want just his for that meant anything good.

They huff fondly. “I don’t really have a choice, Monty.”

They keep getting ready, a sinking feeling forming in Monty. He tries again to explain that it’s a bad idea again but is gently shut down. His Handler hugs his head on their way out, an act he’d usually eat up and crave more of, but tonight, he feels like rejecting it. It just feels so wrong.

“Sweets, please, don’t go.” He grabs onto their sleeve. “I got a bad feeling about this.”

Their face softens. “I hear you, Monty, but I have to. I’ll probably get fired if I don’t.” They laugh a little. “I’m sure everything will be fine. Worst-case scenario, they dump a mountain of work on me. Everything’ll be okay. I’ll see you tomorrow, big guy.”

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They announced a new animatronic the very next day.

The announcement made Monty raise a brow because even with his debut as a Glamrock, as rushed as it was, Fazzbear Entertainment still took their time to milk it for all its worth. Surely, with a brand-new animatronic, they’d pull out all of the theatrics. But, no, management had just called everyone backstage (Monty was grabbed by Chica’s Handler because his still wasn’t here, and it worried him. They always tell him if they’re going to be late) and spilled the news.

It’s another gator, which, geez, thanks, corporate. It’s dressed in actual clothes, unlike the rest of them. It’s a little smaller than Monty, with a sleeker design. Monty eyes the new thing up and down. There’s something… wrong with it. Monty feels it. So does the rest of the band. It stands across from them, eyes too wide, taking in too much yet too little information at the same time. Its hands are clutched together, held tightly to its chest. It’s a shambling mess, really. Barely finished and definitely not ready for crowds. The thing really needs a Handler, which only reminds Monty of the empty space by his side.

It’s different from them. It doesn’t fill its body like it’s supposed to. A feeling of uneasiness washes over the room. Even the other Handlers look a little disturbed.

After the incredibly lackluster introduction, dampened by the uneasiness of everyone in the room, management gives up on pleasantries and snaps at everyone to prepare for opening time. They leave without further explanation, not even telling everyone what the newcomer is supposed to be doing. Everyone takes the chance to leave as fast as possible, abandoning the barely functional animatronic where it stands.

Something in Monty tells him to linger, as disturbed as he is. The sinking feeling he had last night returns tenfold.

It looks too familiar. Cautiously, Monty approaches the thing, eyeing the uniform it wears. He dares not to peek at the nametag displayed proudly on its chest. The animatronic tilts its head up at him slightly, or at least it tries. Monty can hear the inner mechanics going, but it remains frozen. He stands uncomfortably in front of it, unsure of what to do. Everything about it feels wrong. Everything about this feels wrong.

He peeks at the nametag, and his world comes crashing down. Surely not. They couldn’t have shoved a whole person, a full consciousness, inside of an animatronic, could they? That technology doesn’t exist, right? Right?

Monty reaches out a shaking hand, staring into the bot’s blank, red eyes. It can’t be. Fazzbear has done some fucked up, shady stuff, but they wouldn’t do this, would they? This has to be too far. It has to. His hand touches their forearm, feeling the all-too-familiar fabric of the Handler uniforms under his finger pads. He meets their eyes, registering the terror behind their blank stare.

“Hey,” he says softly. “Hey, it’s... I, uh-”

“M-” Their voice fries out, and their jaw moves unnaturally. But it’s enough for Monty. That’s their voice. That’s their voice. Monty feels something vile fester inside of him. If he could get sick, he would. That’s them. That’s them in there. They’re in there. That’s his Handler, who he saw just last night, in there.

Their stare is so blank. Their hands are clutched together so tightly. That’s them.

“Oh, sweets…”

His hands slide down their arms to take their hands, snagging his thumb on the cuff of their uniform as he goes. Something there catches his eyes, though, something a human eye would miss, but something he’s been trained to notice. A tiny speckle of blood stained into the fabric. Their blood.

Monty sucks in a breath, his grip on their hands tightening. They were hurt when this was done to them. They bled.

“Let’s go to my green room,” he says. He keeps his voice gentle, but there’s also no room to argue. He doesn’t think they could, anyway. They don’t respond to him or make any kind of movement, so Monty moves for them. Slowly, painfully, he guides them up to his green room, keeping a gentle set of hands on them the entire way. They stumble and would’ve fallen without Monty to catch them. Their tail drags limply behind them. They probably don’t know how to use it for balance yet. The word yet makes Monty’s heart hurt.

He ensures the door stays open as they shuffle into his room, hovering over them until they’ve been cautiously guided to sit on the couch. They don’t need to struggle to stand anymore. Monty doesn’t think he could handle seeing it.

“Everything’s gonna be okay,” he says. It’s a lie. It’s an awful, horrible lie, but what else is he supposed to say?

They try to speak again, but their voice fries into something that sounds like a quiet cry. Their body begins to tremble, their hands clenching around each other even harder. All tell-tale signs that they’re crying, but they don’t have tears anymore. Instead, their eyes just stare into the wall, unresponsive.

“I’m so sorry, sweets,” he says as they weep. He sits beside them on the couch, cautiously wrapping his body around theirs. He doesn’t know if the different sensations will upset them even further, but he also doesn’t know what else to do.

“H-” A billow of steam rolls out of their jaw, rattling their whole system. The sudden movement startles Monty, making him pull away.

“Hey, sweets, you-” Monty glances into their eyes, wide, sightless, terrified, with a slack jaw pouring steam, “you need to calm down. I know it seems like I’m askin’ the impossible of ya, but you’ll overheat yourself, and I dunno how to fix that.”

Their body shudders, unresponsive to their mind. Monty doesn’t know what to do. He doesn’t know how to help. He remembers what they did when he first came online and when he was given his new body. They surrounded him with familiar, comforting things, but his Handler doesn’t live here like he does. At least they didn’t. Their greatest comforts are probably far out of Monty’s reach. He searches around his green room, trying to find anything he knows helps them relax.

He spots a fidget they used to love playing with during his noon charging sessions. It should be simple enough; it just needs a pushing and pulling motion. Nothing complicated. But his Handler’s hands don’t react, even as he pries them apart and presses the fidget into their palm. Their fingers remain tense, not even twitching.

“Okay, something easier. I got it. I’ve got you.”

Monty reaches and grabs one of the oversized plushies lying beside the two of them on the couch. It’s big enough for him to comfortably interact with, so it should be good enough for them, too, right? He places the weighted plush in their lap, tucking its arms in so his Handler doesn’t have to do it themself. It looks like they try to wrap their arms around the plush, but the thing just ends up getting knocked to the floor. The failure to get their arms to work only serves to upset his Handler more as their hands begin trembling, the metal of the digits clinking together.

Monty looks up at them, scared for them. Scared with them. If they can’t function, they’re going to be decommissioned– not fired, not still alive, decommissioned and dead. Gone forever. Their head has turned slightly, staring intensely at something, so Monty follows their line of sight. His gaze lands on their jacket that they accidentally left last night, draped across a chair. Now a little shaky himself, Monty gets up and retrieves it for them.

He realizes once he gets back that it doesn’t fit them anymore. It used to be so big on them, but it doesn’t fit now. Their favorite jacket, the one they wore every day, doesn’t fit anymore. He drapes it over their shoulders, bringing it around them tightly. Their shoulders are bigger under his hands. Wider. Their body is like his own now and so very, very different from what it used to be.

He retakes their hands, kneeling in front of them. He meets their eyes, which stare deep into whatever kind of soul he has.

“Look at me, Chere,” he says, squeezing their hands, trying to ground them. He’d tell them to breathe with him, but they can’t anymore, and he doesn’t know if that’ll help or upset them. “I’ve got you. I promise. I won’t ever, ever let anything else happen to you. I promise.”

Their hands squeeze his own, and Monty lets out his own version of a sigh of relief. The shaking in their limbs begins to die down, the steam eventually coming to an end. He smiles at them, keeping his hold on their hands solid. He praises them softly, rubbing their knuckles.

Their eyes meet his properly, and Monty can see the hurt and the fear in their eyes. They shift, jaw moving experimentally.

“I… can’t breathe,” they say.

Monty’s heart breaks for them. They try to shift, try to grab onto their jacket and pull it tighter around them, but their limbs won’t cooperate, and the metal of their fingers slips against the satin material.

“Here, you gotta… you gotta grip with the pads of your fingers. Like this,” Monty says, taking hold of their hands and guiding their fingers to do so. A shudder runs through their system, getting their hands to tighten and pull, if only slightly.

Monty steps back to take another look at the design of their new body. A gator, like him. Their hair is soft and synthetic, with a little product to keep it sleek, so at least that wasn’t taken from them. In a bitter-sweet kind of way, Monty can imagine helping them style their hair in the morning when the dust settles. But Monty still has trouble adjusting to his mohawk, so he can’t imagine what it’s like for them right now. How long it’ll take for that dust to settle. They’re smaller than him. Sleeker. A little more compact and able to fit into tighter spaces. Probably equipped with the same processing power Monty has, and he prays to whatever is out there, none of the guardrails. Overall, they’re… built to work. They were hurt, maybe even killed, their body broken, disposed of, and shoved into this body to work. To work! They never get to go home again; they never get to have a life outside of the Pizzaplex ever again, all so Fazzbear Entertainment could have another obedient little worker.

Monty shoves down his anger. They don’t need that right now. Instead, he turns his energy to muster up the best smile he can, affirming the correct motions with their hands.

“There you go, you’ve got it.” His smile wavers a little at their silence.

They stare at their hands, their new, robotic, alien hands. Hands that don’t listen when they tell them to move. A body that doesn’t listen. They grip around the fabric of their jacket, feeling, in a way, the mechanics whirr in their arms. But they don’t feel the silky fabric anywhere but their finger pads. They feel the warmth of Monty in front of them, holding onto them, but only in broad strokes. It’s not like skin. It’ll never be like skin. There’s no more blood, only coolant (they feel so cold), no nerves, no organs. No lungs. Those things are still there, in a way, in a robotic sense.

All of the essential bits keeping their body moving are still there. But it’s not their body. Flashes of blood and mutilation streak across their vision the longer they stare. They have claws now. And a snout. And a tail. They always thought it’d be kind of cool to have a tail, who doesn’t, but not like this. They don’t want this. They want to go home and lay in bed and fall asleep and hope that this is some god-awful dream. They want to fight with their ID at the stupid maintenance tunnel exit, and drive home tired, and wake up five hours later to come to work and do it all over again.

“... sweets?”

They look up to Monty, sight still a little unclear. He looks worried. He looks scared. They don’t think they’ve ever seen him scared. He tentatively takes their hands, prying the fabric away before they rip something.

They stay there, Monty kneeling, Handler sitting, staring at each other. Lost, scared, confused. Neither quite sure what to say.

“I wanna go home,” they eventually settle on. They can see the resolve in Monty crack.

“I know, sweets.” He rubs their knuckles again. They’re disturbed by how little they can feel of it. “I’m so sorry they did this to you.”

They want to tell him that it wasn’t his fault, that he has nothing to be sorry for, but the words don’t come to them. So, instead, they sit in silence. Awful, dreadful silence.

Eventually, Monty stands, still holding their hands in his. “You’ve gotta be getting… tired,” he murmurs. “Here, I’ll show you how to get charged.”

His Handler know how. They’ve helped Monty settle in to get charged a million times. But it’s different now. They need to charge. Their battery isn’t running low, they don’t think anyway, but the emotional drain is enough for them to take the carefully offered out. Monty gets them set up, gently explaining things as he goes, like what it’s going to feel like at first and how entering standby will kind of feel like sleeping (at least, what he’s pretty sure sleeping feels like). When everything is said and done, and Monty is sure they’ll be out for a while, he turns to eye the big door that separates his room from the rest of the Pizzaplex.

His curtains are closed, and he’s going to make sure it stays that way. For a long time.

#fnaf #fnaf security breach #montgomery gator #monty fanart #self insert #fnaf monty gator #reader insert #security breach monty #my post #the best part abt this blog is you can see my descent into madness. try n see how many overlaps there r to my tags on the og post (its lots #i imagine the animatronics were programmed to know absolutely Nothing about the Controversies hence monty's denial #which i LOVED writing btw i love knowing that something awful is afoot and the character try to deny it heehee #the reason the pronouns used for anons bot form changes b4 monty hears their voice is bc he's already started accepting it and their voice #basically just seals the deal #ik that the steam in bots releases from back vents + nostrils but i like the imagery of it spewing out of their mouth more #maybe they dont know how to use the back vents yet or something lmao #ive spent SO LONG thinking of all the tiny things that need to change now that only specific parts of their body register touch/have good #traction on slippy surfaces. such as satin jackets #anon went from all of the liquid in their body working to keep them warm to all of the liquid in their body working to keep them cool #yeah monty aint doin ANY shows (willingly) until they can function #AUGH ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE I'VE WRITTEN BODY HORROR IM RUSTY #this isnt even that heavy on the horror since most of it is montys pov but i had my fun for two whole paragraphs #I WAS GONNA ADD MORE BUT THE WC IS 2269 NICE #yeah i REALLY didnt wanna have to make up and bg characters so we have Management and Corporate thanks guys <3

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twothpaste · 4 months

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Lucas having some of the most potent PSI around, but it being so unrefined that when used it's akin to someone using brute strength rather than finesse. Thoughts?

Yeah. Yeah. I like to think of his PSI sort of along these lines too. ( Also ah, not me noticing the words "brute strength" and considering parallels to Flint 😶‍🌫 )

iirc in a fic once I framed it like his PSI is akin to a force of nature. He's blessed by the Dragon / Mother Earth Herself, channelling this immense unwieldly power he barely understands, driven by his big awful tweenage emotions. And he scarcely had time to get used to it during his journey, let alone to do any formal "training". Kid's just a sheltered farm boy! He didn't even know psychic powers existed! I imagine he was downright terrified by his abilities when he first got 'em. PK Love in particular. And while he must've gotten the hang of them somewhat over the course of the game, I don't suppose that sense of uneasiness ever really went away. Judging by that one Tanetane line… ("The boy named Lucas learned some bad magic." 😟) His signature ability is such an explosive onslaught, capable of downing several foes in one fell swoop. He has to use it for the sake of the greater good, but bein' a kid who doesn't enjoy violence, he probably struggles to see it as anything other than a curse or burden. (And gets a bit scared whenever he catches himself feeling catharsis, or a sense of thrill, in its wake.)

#i also think it's interesting how - unlike pk rockin' - pk love never fails to deal damage. lucas is Intense As Hell and Does Not Miss.#since i like to write about grownup lucas - i think a lot about how he'd come to terms with it over time #gradually embracing psi as a part of his being & a means of self expression #he finds peace with it. he learns temperance. but never really /finesse/.#it's always this tremendous raw force - just like the emotions that feed it.#thank you anon!#ask tag #2thtalks

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oifaaa · 4 months

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you have amazing lineart its so crisp and smooth while still having life to it, i love your work!

Thank you ngl line art is and probably always will be my favourite part of the drawing process so it's nice to know others like how I do it

#ask #anon #a while ago i did a whats your least favourite part of the drawing process poll #and i was so shocked that lineart won #bc i love it so much #time to turn off your brain #no thoughts #only lines #me slowly trying to learn how to shade with the line art #is bc i love that part so much #and hate rendering #... i should really just make colouring pages #let other people deal with that part #let me line bby

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public-trans-it · 1 month

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Eh fuck it. I'll just make The Discourse Post and just not have it be a fucking text essay.

One of my biggest issues with TME/TMA discourse is how much its based on assigning who is affected by oppression, in ways that are just FUNDAMENTALLY WRONG ACTUALLY.

If your method of analyzing oppression is built on a premise where you if you met the author of "I Am A Transwoman. I Am In The Closet. I Am Not Coming Out." you would look her directly in the eyes and say "You aren't the target of transmisogyny, actually" then quite frankly... your method of analysis sucks shit.

My OTHER big issue is... every fucking post about it sounds like this fucking tweet tbh.

Yeah, I'm sure that the dickhead looking to curbstomp someone who falls outside of gender norms entering a public restroom, is gonna go "Oh! You are a tranny with LADY PARTS! My mistake!"

#anyway im sure the person who's been harassing me is going to have a field day with this one #maybe they will finally come off anon!#fucking doubt it though #coward #also: “Oh that trans person uses he/him pronouns so he is TME”#- A real fucking take that is VERY FUCKING COMMON on this site #about a certain genderfluid individual who trans women like to pretend isn't genderfluid #listen #i do not give a fucking rats ass about him #but GOD is he a great litmus test for seeing how fucking rancid your opinions are about anyone who doesn't fall into a strict binary gender #like... binary genders are fine. Hope you enjoy yours #stop acting like a fucking cop for those of us without one #also YES that last part is transphobic #thats the fucking POINT #anyway im off to bed this is future me's problem to deal with lmao #edit: removing the hyperbolic 'dude' in there cause i can see that bothering people

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rollercoasterwords · 1 year

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I have, a genuine question for you. Do you acknowledge the racism in the original AYTD or at least know about it? Like how MsKingBean uses slurs and racist stereotypes?

hey, so, i'm a bit apprehensive about answering this because...it doesn't feel like a very geniune question to me, if i'm being honest. "do you acknowledge x thing" is a question that is inherently set up so that i'm meant to answer "yes, i acknowledge that x thing is true," because the alternative is saying "no, i don't acknowledge that x thing is true," which is already framing this interaction as if to disagree with you would be a kind of failure on my part to do some due diligence of engaging critically with a text. and the fact that you say mskingbean89 used slurs in atyd shows me that you haven't even engaged with the text, because that simply...isn't true.

if what you're referring to when you say "slurs" is the anti-romani stereotypes--this is coming from an extra chapter in the bootleg tapes focusing on greyback, where there is a slur used to describe his living situation + he + his family were portrayed as nomadic irish people in a way that was insensitive. people who read that chapter and then went back to the canon story with that characterization in mind rightfully pointed out that it was fucked-up. mskingbean89 addressed those criticisms by adding this note to the beginning of that bootleg chapter:

personally, i think this was a good way to take accountability + acknowledge the mistakes she made with that portrayal. she was a human being who made an ignorant mistake, which then just happened to get absolutely blasted to millions of people--she did not have sensitivity readers or editors looking over her fanfiction, because she did not write it expecting it to reach the level of popularity that it has. to be honest, i am not really sure how she could have better acknowledged her mistake, aside from just....not having made it in the first place. she explains her intentions without acting as though that intent cancels out harm, owns up to the fact that the stereotyping was harmful regardless of intention, and provides resources to learn while also committing to be more mindful + educate herself moving forward. honestly, that's exactly the response i would hope to see from someone who makes a mistake like this one.

i agree with you that people reading atyd should acknowledge + understand the racism regarding romani stereotypes stemming from that bootleg chapter, which is why i think it's great that there is a note literally built into the beginning of that chapter acknowledging it! but i feel as though there's been this like...game of telephone happening online when it comes to atyd, where there are now people who have never even read the story talking about things that quite literally do not appear in the base text itself. i've also seen people acting as though mkb herself did not address these issues when they were raised to her, which is just...patently false.

and so what i'm wondering here is what you're looking for from me when you ask a question like "do you acknowledge the racism in atyd." anyone who actually reads the texts has to acknowledge the racism in that bootleg chapter, because mkb puts that acknowledgment front and center at the beginning. and also like...in the part of the fandom i'm in, in the conversations i've listened to or taken part of regarding atyd, people have acknowledged the issues with that bootleg chapter and the ways it reflects back on the main story. so what do you mean by "acknowledge" when so many people, including mkb herself, have already... acknowledged it? what action are you calling for, and who are you calling for it from?

because like. if what u actually want to say here is that atyd is Irredeemably Problematic and we should all like....shun it? universally agree that it's Bad? then it's just like. it is up to each individual reading the story to decide whether that specific portrayal of greyback in the bootleg chapters is something that ruins the story completely for them or whether they still think the story as a whole holds worth. personally, i feel like i can acknowledge that there are issues with mkb's portrayal of greyback and i need to be mindful of that when reading the story so as not to internalize harmful stereotypes while still finding atyd to be a masterpiece that really beautifully deals with a lot of nuanced issues regarding class and disability and systems of power. this is just part of thinking critically when you read; many famous and beloved works of fiction contain the biases of their authors or have mistakes or issues in the way they portray things that are a product of ignorance. and i know everyone reading marauders fanfiction should understand this, because if u genuinely think that a character being negatively stereotyped means u should throw the entire work in the trash, then none of u would be touching harry potter fanfiction with a five foot pole in the first place.

so, anon - if you have actually read atyd, and there are issues with racism that you have found that i am unaware of, and not just telephone-game twitter posts of people taking shit out of context that you're accepting as truth without bothering to engage with the work yourself--if you want to have a real conversation about it, i would invite you to come to me as an actual person and not an anonymous ghost in my inbox. my dms are open, but when it comes to talking about serious issues, i tend to find it more genuine if the person coming to me actually cares enough and believes in what they're saying enough to say it as themself. and if you haven't read atyd and are just parroting things you've heard other people say online then i would invite you to actually sit down and read the work and form your own opinions on it before getting back to me. i know that might sound harsh, but honestly i'm just completely fed-up at this point with all the bad-faith takes and misinformation that i've seen people spreading about atyd just because they think it's cool to dislike a popular thing.

#mkb is literally a human being who never intended for her story to get as popular as it has #i think the people who villainize her for likes on their twitter posts seem to forget that #and i'm not going to take part in some sort of smear campaign being run by people who brag about not even having read the story #i'm happy to acknowledge issues i find in a work. but i typically do that privately. in conversations with other people who have read it #because as i have said a million times there is never a reason for publicly shitting on fics regardless of how popular they get #it's not like mkb is profiting in any way from her story. in fact she has literally had to deal with awful harassment #and most of the 'critiques' i see about atyd are either bad-faith criticism or things that literally are not true. so!!#here's ur acknowledgment anon but if what ur looking for is for me to condemn mkb....sorry but that's not happening #i love atyd and think it's an amazing work of fiction. and i think mkb did a beautiful job exploring + portraying #many nuanced + sensitive issues. if u read the work and feel differently that's fine!#but that doesn't change the fact that it's fanfic....and that u should address any problems u have with it with fic etiquette in mind #ask #ranting and raving

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pendwelling · 5 months

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Hi!!! I just wanted to say first and foremost that you are one of the BIGGEST reasons I got into twsb and I love all your art and fics! I was wondering where you usually read the translated novel? Bcs the one i had only translated up to a hundred chapters currently, and I am dying to know what's next!!!!

!!!!! It means a lot to me that you enjoy my works, thank you sm 🥹 I hope you're enjoying TWSB because it's honestly so great!

As for where to read the (as of yet) 800+ novel chapters, there is really no way to properly read them as there's no official English translation. But if you have the means to purchase the raws, here's the Ridibooks link!

(more info in tags VVV)

#im saying this now since im asked abt it a lot but its part of general etiquette to give the official links when it comes to webnovels #theres more I can say about this (insert suggestive look) but it would be best to DM me about it!#i would have DMed directly but the ask was sent by anon so TvT in the tags it goes!#but its totally understandable that some people cannot deal with raws #again DM me for more (YKNO) info!#twsb asks #asks #spreading word about unoffic tls is bad bc it can be risky btw (speaking from past novel fandom experiences) so forgive me for the caution!#but yeah the one on nu is the only fnTL there is #if you wanna read higher than that theres only the korean raws

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I don’t know where people get so many ideas of what to drop here... hiii! Hello!! How are you?

.+gives you a pepper and pat pat you on the head+.

I hope anons weren't too cruel to you this time lol

oh man. i feel like a stray cat being treated to some high quality treats when you pat my head like that.

but uh, i'm doing alright. just trying to get through life... how are you though? and the farm?

... and don't worry. the anons can be as cruel as they want. i'm too burnt out to give a shit if people are assholes and i have no problem hitting delete on some of the more unhinged ones.

#ask-shane 🐓#last part is true af #thankfully it's not too bad on this blog #i think my audience for some of the other ask blogs are a little harder to deal with but those are just a couple of anon lol #y'all are lovely #stardew shane #shane stardew #sdv shane #shane stardew valley

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that-foul-legacy-lover · 8 months

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Hi, I hope that if you pulled on the new banners your pulls went well ! Me I managed to get Freminet within 20 pulls so I'm pretty happy!

Exploring underwater with him made me thinks of picking romaritime flowers with Foul Legacy, and playing with the otters because theyre so chill not even the big mothman can scares them

i did not pull since i am saving but i'm glad you got Freminet!! from his test trial his kit seems pretty funky and neat :D

YES YES YES YES you cannot FATHOM how much i want to swim around Fontaine with Foul Legacy,,, he technically uses a Vision so he should be able to breathe underwater right? right??? he's right at home in the water, too, and the bright Fontaine seas are so different from the tainted Abyss that he's used to. it's a bit harder to keep an eye on him- he sees something shiny and he's off like a bullet, cutting through the water and twirling around as you struggle to keep up. it gets to the point that you keep a hand in his fluff at all times so when he swims off, you're pulled along with him. he doesn't mind at all, though!! in fact, if you wanted to hold hands while swimming you'd have a very happy and enthusiastic moth at your side

oh the otters absolutely LOVE him. all the other sea creatures are a bit wary of him (partially because he's big, partially because the Abyssal energy frightens them) but the otters don't care. they adore him, swimming around his feet and weaving in and out of his fluff- they bring him seashells they think he'll like, or ones they have trouble cracking open. Legacy's considerable strength means that he can open any seashell with little effort so the cute otters can have dinner!! they take a liking to you as well, and happily follow you and Foul Legacy around as you swim. sometimes if he gives one of the seashells to you, the otters will do cheerful flips in the water, knowing that they just helped him give you a courting gift <33

#genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #foul legacy #foul legacy childe #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #chit chat #anon #has anyone put freminet lyney and lynette in a team together #please tell me someone has they're a Do Not Separate package deal #also whenever you go into a deeper part of the sea Legacy puts you behind him #deeper waters remind him of the Abyss and he doesn't want you to get hurt #ohhhh and you and him swimming in the inverted water at Annapausis #that's one of my favorite swimming places #short scenario #other's stuff #FAVE

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padfootastic · 9 months

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sorry, I have a lot of thoughts lmao. I think that I find it really frustrating that deep down, despite assurances to the contrary, people DO think that Family must come before everything else and if you don't secretly Love Your Family above all else, then you must be defective or broken or hiding it. And I see it so much with this fandom. Like do I think Sirius loved Regulus? Yeah. Do I think he was closer to James and the people he chose to be his family rather than the people he was blood related to and there's nothing wrong with that, particularly when they were all massive bigots in canon? Also yeah. People act like Sirius Has to Love Regulus Because He is His Brother (and he can't be closer to James because blood!! they're blood related!!! you can choose to not be close to your parents but not your bruddah!!!! found families mean just as much as blood families except wait no they don't because if I had a strained relationship with my sister I would be sad. :( idk it's just weird and not enough people in here critically examine whether or not this insistence is harmful.

ok anon im taking executive decision to publish this bc i actually think it’s such a good take.

acting like found family isn’t just as, if not more valid than blood relations is WILD, esp on the ~neurospicy queer website lmao.

i love the ‘person drops everything for their family member, regardless of any differences they had’ trope but i’m also a sucker for ‘character a makes a clean break and their family has to suffer watching them from the sidelines’ ykno? guilt tripping and yearning from a distance hit so well. but anyway. that’s irrelevant. point is: as we know them in canon? j&s were super ride or die. even w/o a hint of romance, they were ALWAYS centred around each other. james was literally bullying someone for sirius. he was the ONLY ONE HED STOP SHOWING OFF FOR. in the middle of a damn war, with his wife and child beside him, sirius was the one thought to make him feel better. like cmon man. j&s r the fkn blueprint i swear.

#sirius black #james potter #sorry i got a bit emotional there in the end lol #i think it’s actually a big part of their dynamic #that they’d be TERRIBLE partners #like isn’t it a running joke in the pf side anyway?#that their partners would hate them bc they’ll never be number one?#and i do think that’s something v specific w them you’ve to deal w if you’re being IC #and u can write it as a flaw or make it crack-y or a neutral thing #but it exists #the solution to that however ISNT removing it entirely lol #or. remove it if u want but acting like it doesn’t exist in the first place? ehhhh #eh. not rly cool.#but yeah. that’s been a rant.#thanks anon i actually rly like this lol #pen’s asks

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atthebell · 4 months

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i refuse to believe everyone just accepted that he'd be announcing such a big departure from such a big series via random tweet. sorry for being salty this isnt directed at you btw just like. guys can we all like take some anxiety meds together as a group. please

idk the tweet did imply he's permanently leaving the server so i get people being confused, like don't get pissed at him about it or have a whole freakout but i totally understand thinking that meant he is genuinely not coming back

#asks #anons #listen i am The proponent of 'guys pls stop catastrophizing'#but i do get feeling sad about what seems like an abrupt ending with no future possibility of that character #also lmao. people announcing things via random tweets is so normal that part would not shock me #imo i would rather do that than do it live bc you dont have to deal with chat fucking exploding

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