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ultear-tigra · 9 months
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I literally cannot stop thinking about this prompt @burnt-toast2
please this is too funny this totally happened
please someone draw Chat Noir's reaction to it I can't :,D
I know you guys love Felix content so I tag you here hope it's ok @consistent-chaos-corporation @ninadove @noctie @moonieratty @halfahelix @paracosmicfawn @imperfect-storm you asked to tag u :3
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asti-doodles · 7 months
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I'M FINALLY HERE.
secret gift for my dearest @wackus-bonkus-maximus .
I hope you enjoy this little dessert<3
(Find the bonus under the cut)
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paracosmicat · 8 months
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Me: *Says I’m a multifandom blog*
Also me: *Changes my url to a cat one*
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halfahelix · 4 months
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Merry Christmas @luckychatons, I'm your Anarchist Gang Secret Santa!! Here's a little what-if animation inspired by Re-creation where Mirakung Fu Luka witnesses Bug Noire in action!
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ninadove · 7 months
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Hypothesis 1: Luka loves all genres of music
Hypothesis 2: Luka loves romance
Conclusion: Luka loves Taylor Swift
Based on an original idea from @halfahelix !
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trishacollins · 7 months
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Birthday ODNLB
GiftFic for Anarchist Gang Server
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He watched the clock click over into midnight, arms wrapped around his knees.
He was sitting against the windows, head pillowed against the glass.
So close to freedom, so far, far away. How many times had he darted through these same windows without a thought for what it would be like to have them closed against him? How wild and reckless had he been, wasting the finite time he had with his friends – with her – and now. Now, he was alone again.
“Happy birthday, kid,” Plagg said softly, tucked against his shoulder.
Midnight.
He was officially eighteen. The gateway to adulthood.
Nothing would change.
He would still be under his father’s thumb; he would still perform on cue. A good little trophy, a perfect, obedient son.
His phone chimed with a message. Nino. Wishing him a happy birthday. Last year, his phone had been going off nonstop for the first hour.
But he had burned those bridges now to protect the people he loved.
“Thanks, Plagg.” He whispered, clearing the notification on his phone.
It was better for all of them if he wasn’t involved. If they stayed as far away from him as possible.
‘You’re thinking loudly.’ Felix’s complaint was soft in the corner of his mind.
‘Sorry for interrupting your sleep.’ He returned, phone pressed lightly against his knee.
Felix’s sigh was felt, not heard. An impression of air leaving his lungs. ‘Are you going to be maudlin the entire day?’
Adrien felt like his silence was sufficiently pointed.
‘The party will be fine, and then you can go back to hiding away from everyone.’ Felix’s faint amusement leaked between them. ‘I am sure you will only need to dance with Lila once.’
‘Is Kagami going?’
Embarrassment over the link was an interesting sensation, as though Felix’s presence in the other half of his mind heated up.
‘She has been invited, as have many others. Chloe assured me she would be.’ Felix replied stiffly.
‘Right. No wonder you are looking forward to it.’
He massaged his forehead, eyes closed as he thought about it – the party was his father’s. Every part of it planned, every part of it a presentation.
With Adrien at the center as a guest of honor.
Just another part of his life sentence.
There was a soft thump on the other side of the window, and he jerked on reflex, looking up.
Ladybug was standing there, studying him. She looked – different than he remembered. Carved from stone that looked to weary and bleak until she smiled at him, tentative and quiet.
He opened the window – it was stupid choice, but he opened the window for her and she stepped inside and a part of him wanted to scream a warning at her, to beg her to go, while the rest of him was turning towards her like a plant starved of sunlight. “Ladybug?” He whispered.
Her smile was smaller than he remembered it, the mischief gone, but she still smiled at him. “It’s your birthday.” She said, quiet, intense.
“Just now.” He waved his watch.
“Happy birthday, Adrien.” She pulled a small package from behind her back, offering it to him.
He took the wrapped package carefully, heart in his throat.
If Lila knew – if his father knew – if anyone knew she was here.
But he couldn’t send her away.
He couldn’t make himself send her away.
“Thank you.” He whispered, caressing the paper with hungry fingers. It probably smelled like her. It was still warm from the yoyo.
His eyes burned with tears, but he didn’t want to cry with his lady right there. There were words crowded behind his teeth, begging to be said, explanations she deserved.
“Open it.” She prompted.
He found a corner of the paper and tenderly unwrapped it, careful not to tear the wrapping. Her cheeks went faintly pink, but she didn’t move from the window.
Inside was a soft, hand-knitted sweater in a deep blue. A smaller package held macaroons.
“Passion Fruit. My favorite. Are these Tom and Sabine’s?” He asked.
Fuck. He wanted to throw himself at her feet and beg for forgiveness.
Her smile was quiet. “Only the best in Paris.”
“Thank you.” He put as much earnestness into his voice as he could manage. "Do you want one?" He opened the box of the forbidden treat, holding one out to her.
Her lips twitched, a faint hint of something warm and familiar settling over her face as she took it. He picked up another and gently bumped it against her cookie before taking a bite, letting it linger in his mouth, savoring it. "They're as good as I remember.
"It's been a while for you?" She takes a small, careful bite. No crumbs fall - not that anything would really ruin her costume. They're practically indestructible. But she's neat and careful. There is no careless joy to her movements, no argument that ends in messes.
He nods but says nothing. They finish the cookies in silence. His yearning for her only puts her in danger. It would be better to say nothing, to close this door too. But he can't.
“I hate my birthday.”
“Why?” She blinked, sinking down to the window. Their feet touch. It's a ridiculous thing to notice.
He had seen her like this a thousand nights before, and yet he had never seen her like this at all.
“It’s always a big production my father puts on. It’s never….it’s not….” He swallowed back the lump in his throat. “It makes me wish for things that can never be.” His mouth still tastes like passion fruit and sweet, crumbly cookies.
Ladybug nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. He longed to touch her but knew he couldn’t, or he would break in ways that could never be repaired. “I remember Hawkmoth made an Akuma out of one of your friends.”
“Nino.” He closed his eyes, a breath leaving him.
Doors were closing and being closed all around him. At the end of it, he would be nothing. All he would ever be allowed to be was a perfect doll that followed orders.
He hated that most of all.
Hated the leash that held him back. “He’s away. For an internship.”
“International?”
“Mhm.” He stroked the soft yarn of her gift and knew he would probably never be able to wear it out of the confines of his bedroom.
But she had given it to him, this soft, hand-knitted sweater.
He wished he could smell it to determine if it did smell like her.
“So it’s just going to be you and…”
“And the whole of Paris. The valuable ones.” His voice was bitter, and he lifted his eyes to her as well. “This means more to me than you’ll ever know.”
“I know what it’s like to be alone.” She said softly, after a moment of studying him. “Even with so many people around, the ones you truly want to be there are gone.”
It felt like a knife in his soul, and he held her gaze for only a moment before dropping away.
“I’m sorry.” She cleared her throat. “Happy birthday, Adrien.”
“Thank you, Ladybug.” He whispered.
She touched the back of his hand, and stood.
He wanted nothing more in the world than to follow her out the window. But he can’t.
Chat Noir is dead.
His father made sure of it.
And Ladybug – unknowing, kind, perfect – is his enemy now.
“I hope you have a little bit of fun.” She offered quietly, and was gone.
“That could have gone worse,” Plagg muttered from his shirt. “Kid?”
He finally gave into temptation and brought the sweater to his face, inhaling deeply of the scent. Floral and spice, warm.
His lady.
‘Someone gag me.’ Felix muttered in his head.
@wackus-bonkus-maximus
@paracosmicat
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isa-ghost · 8 months
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Hey Isa!! So I haven’t really been following the QSMP, I’ll admit, but I heard about the recent angst of the “Cage for a cage” situation, and I’m very intrigued! What are Philza and Wilbur’s stories in the QSMP? I’d love to know more! Also where could I find all their footage to catch up?
Well Wilbur's sorta yeeted into the void bc of Lovejoy things, so there's not much to talk about on his front. He has his egg daughter Talullah, who Phil is looking after and has adopted as his own at this point bc its been months, and that's kinda it as far as major keypoints go for Wilbur lore. That and he canonized (or tried to?) him/Phil father/son dynamics again. Haven't heard much from the community if we accepted that as canon or as a Wilbur Bit Because Of Course He Tried To Canonize That Again.
Phil lore on the other hand. OUGH. I don't know where to start, it feels like so little and so much at the same time. Which is funny bc this motherfucker is so allergic to lore despite being a bomb ass rper (I have 11+ years experience rping, this man is rp veteran approved). I get timezones exist and whatnot & he's usually 3-4 hours into a stream already by the time he gets on QSMP to begin with, but he dodged so much of The Horrors for so long. This week has been an outlier and the crows are suffering thriving.
As far as his lore (in a simplified tldr) goes: Ancient bird man wired for nothing but survival gets plopped on a weird island with other English speakers & Spanish speakers. Shit Is Weird And Continues To Be, but all the islanders make friends with eacg other. They're *emotionally slams fist on table* levels of tightknit. Phil especially is always so ready to help anyone out. Timeskip a month or so, Island Federation decides to play matchmaker and then make said matches parents. They're given a dragon's eggs because Dragon Gone ??? Phil acquires egg kid and raises them to be a careful & loving powerhouse like himself (& then later gets second egg kid who's meant to be Wilbur's) only for the island he's stuck on to throw every wrench at him they can in the form of mobs, federation people, trivial ass tasks given by said feds, and more. The longer things go on the worse they get, and ancient man's biggest weakness is his two kids who keep getting used against him. But ancient bird man is an anarchist, this federation can pound sand. Federation doesn't like that! Ancient bird man get punished. (And that's skipping chunks of things, but I have the memory of a peanut so I'll leave better summaries to someone better equipped.) Also when he's not experiencing the horrors he has at least 4 other men thirsting for him at any given time and he donowalls their advances beautifully while also playing into their flirting and thirsting at the same time because he has No /R Thoughts, Only Goddess Wife and egg children. Goddess wife also encourages his unintentional yaoi-ing.
I DO know you can catch up on QSMP lore via the official recap channel "QSMP Info" on YouTube! There's two videos out so far so the recaps aren't caught up to date yet, but they're made by the admins of the server, so they're thorough and accurate.
There's also a Phil VODs channel that's run by one of the most devoted PEGS (Philza Early Gang Society, Phil's offline chatters <3) in the crow community. I'm sure they have every single QSMP vod uploaded (but strap in, Phil's not a 1-3 hour stream andy, he's a 5-8 hour stream chad). Most times, he does Hardcore first then QSMP later (though I think a few times while playing TOTK he'd get on later too so ??? Good luck?) so realistically despite being a 5-8 hour stream chad, there's only 2-4 hours of QSMP in the vod, you just gotta skim through the last half of the vod. For reference, you'll want to search for vods from March 22nd, 2023 to now. That's how long QSMP has been going. It'd be laborious to fish out every crumb of QSMP stream time but I do genuinely think it's worth it just to see how things on the island develop and why so many people are screaming about The Horrors every day.
I'm sure you could also scrape around YouTube for like. Fanmade recaps, perhaps even Phil-centric ones, though I'd be wary of ones that have character analysis rather than just the plain ol stream content a) because they won't have every bit of footage & b) Sometimes People Are Wrong About Characters. You could also dig for clips of major moments (Phil has some on his Phil Clips YT but they're mostly funny) but that'd probably not give you the whole picture if you wanna be slamming your fists on the table and screaming like a monkey with the rest of us LOL.
There's also plenty of livebloggers who scream as streams progress, so check out some tags maybe. The main one is probably #qsmp liveblogging but that'll be any & all member POVs so it's not the most helpful resource but an idea nonetheless. You'd probably be better off looking through #qsmp philza or #q!philza or something, you'd just have to sift through creative works, memes & shitposts too.
Any crows who follow me that might have more/better resources are welcome & encouraged to reblog or reply to this and add Phil lore summaries (and your character analyses bc Phil mains are trustworthy) or more things to check out in order to get all the Good Shit Lore(TM) btw!
(Reblogging might also help this reach crows who DO have more/better suggestions or the capability to recap Phil lore thoroughly, so please do that. :] )
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thefelixzine · 5 days
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Who is the anarchist gang?
Hi, anon! Thanks for dropping by!
The Anarchist Gang is a small server where my friends and likeminded Félix lovers hang out and make things, this zine included. You might have seen one of our round robin fics floating around, ephialtes / reverie and Brave, Truthful, and Unselfish!
We love people who love Félix, so if you think you might want to be part of the crew, please feel free to come make friends!
- @bittersweetresilience
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phantom-vex · 10 months
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an open letter to the discord equivalent of a seagull shit
@alasse-earfalas​
first of all: 
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I mean, gang. Seriously. I was not that subtle. 
So hi, a reintroduction for you all. Hi there, I'm Vex! I'm an anarchist aroace trans man who's taken part in multiple protests for trans rights around the UK. I've been on HRT coming up on two years.
I am living proof that what you spread is utter bullshit. I had been living as a man for 3 years before I was able to qualify for HRT with private healthcare. I got referred to the UK's *only* youth trans clinic in 2018, and I am yet to speak to anybody. Not a doctor, not a nurse, not an absolute soul. They are NOT handing out hormones to kids, and performing surgeries. They, at least in the UK, are actively taking those rights away, delaying the process for years upon years. If you get referred to the Tavistock NOW, in 2023, it is an estimated TWENTY FIVE years.
I had to bend over backwards to get my gender changed, sending them years of bank statements, alongside a doctors note, and any and all ID I had on me at the time - I was without this crucial ID for about 6 months. I frequently suffer HRT shortage delays as a result of stock issues, or sites not wanting to deal with transgender people. I had to try 4 different pharmacies before one would take my perscription.
Being trans is not fucking easy. There's no trans agenda - if there is, where the fuck is it other than your own pitiful, sad imaginations. This server is PATHETIC, by the way. I cannot imagine being so pissed about some gay teen's headcanons that I make an entire server about it. "Queering these characters into oblivion" my fucking arse, they don't HAVE any canon sexualities! Mr Nintendo has never come out and said "Link is a confirmed heterosexual". These headcanons genuinely do nothing to you, and they're not being forced down your throat - you're just homophobic.
And that's the crux of the issue here, isn't it. You talk a big game about welcoming queer people into your server, but you actively platform people like Flowers, or credit known homophobes like Matt Walsh and Jordan Peterson. That's not acceptance. There's no "civil" discussion either - there's only discussion you agree with, even when people are legitimately trying to engage with you in good faith arguments. Which, transparently, was what I was doing. I had hope, for a bit, that I might be able to change your minds. But I can't pretend like you were actually listening. 
Like this server wasn't just a hateful front for grown adults getting pissy about headcanons.
You’re not oppressed. Until your love is illegal for hundreds of years, until you’re wiped out by a virus the government won’t do anything about, until you’re denied healthcare for 25 years, until you’re allowed to be legally discriminated against, until books about people like you are taken out of libraries, until you are killed for just being yourself - you are not oppressed. Grow the fuck up, and stop whinging about fictional elves. 
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ao3feed-ladynoir · 7 months
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silverfox419 · 3 years
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hello! are you thinking, hey, how come c!tommy is so depressed now? hasn't he been through this exile thing before? what makes this time different? well worry not, because i've decided to answer that for myself.
despite what tommy may say, he is a very clingy person. as has been said many times before, it's always been him and tubbo. even during the election arc, tommy has always had someone to confide in. let's break that down.
after he was exiled by schlatt, tommy had three main pillars of support. wilbur, techno, and tubbo.
wilbur, his president. an older brother he looked up to. someone he trusted to take charge, wilbur was exiled right along with tommy. they were in it together. even after wil went insane, tommy still believed the wilbur he knew would come back eventually.
techno, the blade. tommy looked up to him as well. his morale boosted after techno joined the gang, and tommy was the one who convinced wilbur to trust their brother in the first place.
and tubbo, his best friend. they've been together through thick and thin. after they were separated, tommy was devistated to think that tubbo may have betrayed him. and yet, he still believed in him. tubbo agreeing to spy for them was the comfort tommy needed. they had a man on the inside, and that increased their chances of success.
now compare tommy's relationship between these people then to his relationship with them now.
wilbur is dead, leaving behind a forgetful ghost of his former self. he isn't the same wilbur that tommy once admired (though, his brother had been gone ever since the man went insane. tommy was just in denial). ghostbur may have decided to go with him, but he's not in the same situation as tommy. he can go back to l'manberg whenever he wants. tommy's the only one who's been exiled this time around. (and i imagine it'd be hard to hang around someone who's past words haunt you as you fall asleep at night)
techno separated from the group. his anarchist ways went against what tommy and his friends believed in. everyone failed to realize this, and so his actions were portrayed as betrayal. after eret, betrayal is commonly seen as one of the worst things you can do on this server. not to mention techno taking tubbo down a life by president's orders. and tommy's not one to let go of a grudge.
tubbo had him exiled. last they spoke, him and tommy were not on the best of terms. tommy has a hard time comprehending why tubbo exiled him, and believes tubbo doesn't care about him anymore. dream supports this belief with his lies and deciet.
all three of tommy's original pillars of support are gone. sure, other people visit him and give him gifts, but tommy just sees that as "oh, tommy's exiled, that's too bad. i'll give him this gift to make him feel better then never bother visiting him again." he thinks everyone visits him out of pity. well, everyone except for one person.
ranboo, his partner in crime. they haven't known each other for very long, but they've both backed each other up in the past. ranboo has been consistent with his letters checking in, so tommy sees him as someone he can trust and confide in (at least a little). there's one problem with this, though. ranboo doesn't visit super often. there's a certain someone who is around tommy more often than ranboo.
dream, his tormentor. with his other people of support gone and ranboo not around very often, the one person tommy can cling to is his manipulator. the one who demands tommy throw his armor into the pit in a condescending tone. threatening to kill him for the last time in one moment and acting like his friend in the next. the very same man who caused his exile in the first place.
and that, my friends, is why tommy's not doing so hot this time around.
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ultear-tigra · 9 months
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This is for all Feligami lovers
@consistent-chaos-corporation @ninadove
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asti-doodles · 4 months
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MERRY CHRISTMAS @ninadove !!!!!
I'm your anarchist gang secret Santa!!!! It was a great honor to create for you!!!!! Hope you have a great time next to family and friends!!!!
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paracosmicat · 7 months
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lose it in the morning
This is a gift for @bittersweetresilience as a part of the Anarchist Gang Server Exchange
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halfahelix · 7 months
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@ninadove wanted Felix fluff for the Anarchist Gang server exchange, so have some wholesome Felix/Duusu/Amelie doodles! Bonus under the cut 👀
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ninadove · 8 months
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Late night shenanigans with the gang
@paracosmicfawn @bittersweetresilience
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