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princess-of-fanfics · 2 years
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Riverdale Masterlist
Cole Sprouse x Reader:
Baby (part one)
Baby (part two)
Baby (part three)
Baby is about when Cole is a jerk to the reader and calls her a baby
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Jughead x Reader:
Drugged (part one)
Drugged (part two)
Drugged (part three)
Drugged (part four)
Drugged is about the reader cheating on Jughead but did she really....(trigger warning: slut shaming, drugging, rape, etc)
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bigforeheadbaddie · 2 months
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Dance of Death - Part One
Lisa Frankenstein fic about Lisa’s brief experience with the afterlife…
It’s finally here! I’m going to be posting this in parts with image/gif references and on AO3 soon. I love you for reading, k bye!
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lisa gif by @lisafrankensteins
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Journal idea ~favorite movies
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fosilizedflower-blog · 2 months
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Cole Sprouse had no lines for the majority of the movie but his face spoke volumes, and as someone who sometimes goes nonverbal, being able to express things with a look is hella powerful
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itsnotyouithink · 2 years
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RAINY DAYS
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fem!reader x cheryl blossom
summary; you told cheryl you would be there for her whenever she needed someone. so when she shows up on your doorstep soaked in rainwater with the argument that you were the problem because of the way you made her feel, you couldn’t help but listen.
warnings; mentions of parent arguments (?), mentions of being poisoned, angst and fluff
a/n: kinda new theme ig
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It was a rainy day in Riverdale and while there was chaos in the streets and on peoples doorsteps with mysterious tapes, you were wrapped up in a blanket on your couch watching one of your favorite movies. When suddenly, there was a knock on your door which quickly made you pause your movie.
You opened the door, Cheryl Blossom on her front step with tears streaming down her fair cheeks and her hair soaked to the sides of her face. “You said if I ever needed help, you would be there. So, I need help and I’m here.” The redhead gulped, her hands playing with the end of her expensive skirt unknowingly.
You raised your brows, a light nod as you stepped back from the wooden door, letting the girl in. “Yeah, of course. What’s wrong?”
Cheryl told her exactly what was wrong. It was you. You were the problem that constantly replayed in her mind like her favorite record. Because in all honesty, you were her favorite everything. In the cruel town of Riverdale, you were that face she relied on to make her smile, laugh and enjoy the happy moments she was given. And lately, in every happy moment she was given, you were in it.
“Me?” Your eyebrow made a slight crinkle in confusion. “I’m the problem?”
You were confused. Like, majorly confused. You and Cheryl had a close friendship that started when you transferred to Riverdale High in the middle of the year when the Black Hood attacks first started. But now, it was your senior year in high school and the Black Hood felt like a past nightmare. Even through the trauma Penelope Blossom put you through last year, trapping you in the woods to play a sick game, that ended with you almost dying from poison, the friendship you and Cheryl had just kept getting stronger.
There was a time where Vixens practice had ended and it was just the two of you in the locker room. You were in a bra and underwear while Cheryl was almost completely dressed. You saw her glance at you when you had your back minimally turned, her gaze lowering until you turned around to your locker again for your skirt and shirt. When you turned, she blocked her face with her locker and you didn’t think much about it — you changed in front of each other all the time so it wasn’t particularly unknown.
Unknowingly to you, Cheryl’s cheeks were flustered and her eyes squeezed shut as she quietly gulped to herself as two main thoughts were rushing through her head. One; her best friend was gorgeous. Two; she thought of her best friend the way she thought about Toni that time in the diner where they held hands and the Serpent told her she was sensational.
It was when Cheryl and Toni broke up when things started to get intense and awkward for the both of you. It was the time when you had started noticing certain things about Cheryl that you couldn’t get out of your head.
“. . . These are signs that you have a crush on Cheryl, Y/N.” Veronica lightly smiled at you. She patted your back when the two of you were behind the bar as you mindlessly watched Cheryl dance on La Bonne Nuit’s dance floor with another girl. “It’s senior year and you have nothing to loose. I say go for it.”
The thing was, you did have something to loose.
The Blossoms weren’t the most loved in town and were deemed the Devil’s family. Ghosts and zombies were rumored to walk the halls of Thistlehouse and Thornhill. Your parents didn’t exactly like Cheryl all that much — mostly because of her mother. However, your little sister loved her to pieces.
When she played dress up with your innocent 7-year old sister, that’s when you said to yourself, “Holy shit, I’m infatuated with Cheryl Blossom.”
You were also scared about the redheads ex-girlfriend, Toni Topaz. You were never close to Toni and only kept a few conversations with her in the time you spent at school. But you did know that Toni was a sweetheart — until it came to the people she loved. And Cheryl, was someone she loved and still continued to love.
You never got the full story but the rumor traveling through Riverdale High was that Cheryl was the one to breakup with Toni, which was a surprise to you when Cheryl would go on and on about how amazing her girlfriend was. The only thing you knew for a fact, was that Toni Topaz glared at you every time you walked down the halls but you brushed that off with the theory of it just being because you and her ex-girlfriend were best friends.
You were completely wrong.
“Yes, Y/N. You are the problem!” Cheryl shouted, catching you off-guard. You were home alone, making her escalated voice practically echo through your bedroom. The redhead squeezed her eyes shut, before taking a deep breath. She knew you didn’t like when someone yelled towards you or aggressively shouted because of the past with your parents and there arguments. “I can’t have these type of thoughts towards you because you’re my best friend but, it’s you. And you make all of my happiest moments feel like a euphoric event and my lowest points more bearable . . . because you’re there for me.”
You were in the middle of your bedroom, standing in front of your best friend speechless. She took a step towards you. “You are,” she took a breath, “the most gorgeous and kind-hearted person I’ve ever met. And I think about the small things you do daily like some sappy, broken record. Like, the way you love music so much that you write your favorite song lyrics in the corner of the worksheets we get in class, or how you’re the best older sister to S/N. I’m stupid that I hadn’t connected the dots sooner.”
She talked quickly and breathlessly, her hands moving with every word. “A—and, I don’t know why I’m here practically spilling my guts but, I just wanted you to know.” She got quieter as the last sentence left her red colored lips.
You two were close in proximity. You stood there in silence, everything she confessed registering in your head. The small things. “I saw you look at me in the locker room.” Your voice small and quiet, “And during the football game against Stonewall, I couldn’t help but think the way you looked at me during Cherry Bomb was something other than platonic.” You looked up towards the ceiling for a second while quietly gulping under Cheryl’s gaze. You two were so close that the redhead could pull you by your hips and kiss your worries away.
You looked at her and sighed, “I don’t want to sound like a self-absorbed bitch or something but when the rumors of you and Toni breaking up after the football game surfaced . . . I just couldn’t help but think that maybe it was because . . .” You didn’t finish your sentence, fearful you would be wrong and make an embarrassment out of yourself.
“You were right.” She whispered softly, her hands gripping you waist and pressing you into her while your hands caught yourself against her chest. “I couldn’t think of another woman while dating Toni. It was morally wrong so, I had to because I knew that you would be on my mind for the rest of eternity.”
You glanced down and let out a breath, your cheeks heating up while butterflies flew in your stomach. You looked up to find Cheryl already looking towards you. Her right hand leaving you waist and lightly placed on your cheek.
Your lips were gently placed on hers in a long, sweet kiss that was filled with love as the two of you grinned into each press your lips took. Your arms wrapped behind her neck as you pressed yourself into her. When the two of you separated you smiled and pecked her semi-swollen lips. “I’m going to get you a pair of pajamas because you’ve already made a trail of rainwater to my room.”
It was in that moment where nothing truly matter besides the two of you in your room under the comfort of blankets, television reruns and the sound of gentle kisses with love-filled and meaningful words as the two of you cuddled into each other on your bed. Not the revenge Toni Topaz would seek when the two of you would walk through the halls hand-in-hand that coming Monday, or the thoughts of your parents disapproval.
Just the two of you. In your own world. Against all evil.
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maayaainsworth · 9 days
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fanfic cover para o social spirit.
⸻ título: Immortal Love
programa: photoshop
feita para uso pessoal, doação?
Lisa Frankenstein
lisa frankenstein by diablo cody
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OK! Vamo lá de novo!
Em um post não muito distante desse eu falei sobre esse filme que virou simplesmente o meu favorito do ano por várias e diversas questões.
Nesse post eu disse sobre a capa e o meu desejo de por ela para doação, se não, ficaria apenas como as outras diversas capas que eu já fiz, guardadas numa pastinha apenas para serem vistas e admiradas por mim, enquanto me prendia ao pensamento se deveria imprimi-las ou não, para poder admira-las mais de perto.
But, talvez não dessa vez, se você por algum motivo se deparar com esse post e tiver uma fanfic escrita de Lisa Frankenstein, bem, essa capa pode ser sua.
Agora vamos de inspirações!
Desde a primeira vez que vi esse filme eu já queria criar uma capa de fanfic para ele, por mais que eu seja uma pessoa que escreve no wattpad, me apeguei a criar capas para o spirit por conta das dimensões, gosto de ter mais espaço para posicionar as imagens.
Eu tentei, tentei e fiquei tentando mais algumas vezes e não conseguia fazer do jeito que eu queria a capa, vi e revi o filme, então, depois da quarta vez que assistir o filme e rolava uma pesquisa aleatória sobre analog texture do deviantart, as coisas começaram a fluir e consegui criar finalmente.
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Sobre o título da capa, como sempre eu estava escutando alguma música na hora. Estava escutando Fangs, e essa é a última frase em destaque dita na música.
Algo bem marcante por sinal, principalmente para quem ta criando uma capa e não tem criatividade nenhuma para títulos de qualquer coisa.
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Falando agora um pouco sobre o filme.
Eu peguei a sinopse na internet mas eu acho ela tão... sem graça e também tão cheia de spoilers que eu preferi não colocar.
Inclusive, acho que se prestar atenção ao nome do filme, ele já é muito informativo e já diz muita coisa.
Desde o primeiro segundo em que começou o filme, ele já me ganhou completamente.
Eu não era muito fã do Cole Sprouse por conta de Riverdale, achava o papel dele na série muito sem sal até onde eu assistir, mas nesse filme OMG eu me apaixonei por ele COMPLETEMENTE, PERDIDAMENTE!!! E isso nunca havia acontecido antes!
Assistir algumas entrevistas e o making-off do filme que me deixaram ainda mais intrigada, aos poucos fui descobrindo mais e mais coisas que eu não havia me ligado de primeira, por exemplo a mensagem por trás do copo de leite me deixou de queixo no chão.
Me deixou tão chocada que comecei a pensar que as fanfics não eram mais apenas fanfics, eram total e completamente canon!!
Bem, acho que esse é o fim de mais um post, eu deveria estar estudando para bioestatística já que não passei e fiquei de recuperação, mas não, eu estava assistindo Lisa Frankenstein pela quarta vez e fazendo capa de fanfic igual uma maníaca.
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rythmicjea · 10 days
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NEW FIC DEBUT!
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I promise you this story is NOT what you are expecting...
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Kimber Destaro: A Borrasca Missing Scene
*TW: addiction, drugs, swearing, weapons, allusion to SA
Kimber crosses the motel lobby, grimacing as her leather boots squeal against the polished, linoleum floorboards. The concierge barely looks up at her, eyes fixed on his heavily-smudged computer screen as she strides past him in the direction of the elevator. 
She tries not to let him see her hands tremble from the cold, or fumble slightly as she instinctively brandishes her keys like a small cluster of hidden knives, concealed under the sleeve of her hoodie. Although she doubts he cares, or has noticed her at all, she feels as though she can’t be too careful in a town like Drisking, Missouri.
Kimber presses the button for the lift, rocking back and forward apprehensively on her toes. She feels as though she’s been constantly on edge ever since returning to her hometown, and even more so since Sam’s withdrawals peaked around noon the previous afternoon, 
As the elevator gives off a warning ding and the doors slide open in front of her, she catches sight of her reflection on the metal surface. Her unwashed hair is plastered back from her forehead by a (far outgrown) beanie, a few stray streaks of auburn coming undone from the messy updo and freezing against her skin. Kimber’s cheeks are rosy, and her eyes bright, but not in a merry way; she looks nothing but cold and scared.
Which is right, she whispers to her many reflections, as she grips the railing with both hands, cold, scared and useless.
The elevator shudders as it rises slowly, the frame creaking unstably as the first, two levels click by. Kimber’s brain taunts her as she eyes the floor, screaming at her to collect herself, prepare for what may await on the other side of those silver doors, or even worse, in her hotel room. She bites back tears- no room for weakness on a vigilante mission.
It’s not long before the lift stops moving, and she steps over the threshold, holding her breath as she makes a beeline towards the first door on the left. Against her better judgement, Kimber can’t help but linger a moment outside of the door, pressing her ear to the cheap, mahogany wood to gauge the situation inside.
A few moments pass without event, and she turns her key in the lock, shifting her grocery store bag to her other shoulder, stepping into the room.
As soon as she enters, she can’t help but wonder how that door is so fucking soundproof.
Her friend is exactly where she left him, squirming restlessly in bed with his eyes fixed on a spot in the corner of the room where the wallpaper is peeling away from the brick wall. Kimber can barely hear the muffled sound of a nondescript TV program through his cries, and the smell of vomit and sweat is becoming almost unbearable.
“Hey Sam, I brought you some soup,” she whispers, crouching down and reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder, only to recoil as he yelps, batting her hand away, “Shit, I’m sorry.”
He moans, slipping in and out of consciousness before her eyes.
“Don’t touch me, you bastard! And don’t fucking touch her- hey, get off you monster!”
Sam writhes on the bed, the combination of nightmares and pain he’s caught in evidently wreaking psychological havoc on his mind.
It’s all Kimber can do not to reach out and grab his hand, find some way to pull him out of his torment.
But she can’t. She knows that.
Suddenly, she hears an obnoxiously loud ringtone erupt from the charging station beside the bed, causing her to shoot backward, stumbling to her feet and leaning over to check the caller ID, before cursing under her breath.
She waits a beat, thinking. It’s a difficult decision, asking for help, one she knows Sam will probably hate her for. But still, she can’t just sit here anymore and watch her friend endure day after day of indefinite agony.
With her voice shaking, she presses the receiver to her ear and whispers, “Leah? Is that you? I-Its Kimber Destaro.”
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thirstyhoesupreme · 8 months
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Wanna read my stories? You can find them all HERE!
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mamirhodessxox · 2 years
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Eternal Spring Chapter 1 Austin Butler x Oc!Reader
Story description: Valerie is currently studying psychology as an A+ Harvad student with her cousin Leyla. It's finally spring break and Valerie and her Cousin go to miami florida for a quick vacation before going back to Massachusetts to go spend the rest of their break partying and living life to the fullest. Doing so Valerie soon runs into someo e who may truly be the love of her live.
Warnings: None maybe mentions of alcohol i don't remember also Cursing
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Chapter one - the departure 
Valerie's pov
I was wandering over to mine and Leyla’s dorm room after my last class of the day and decided to stop for some snacks to munch on while I packed for miami when all of a sudden Grayson, one of my classmates and good friends shouted at me “yo Casanova you ready for spring break?” i turned to look at him with different sodas and chips in my arms and a bag of yogurt covered pretzels between my teeth and mumbled “grayshon hold on” I set everything down at the counter and turned back to him “sorry couldn’t speak very well but yes I’m almost ready I just need to do a bit of last minute packing before me and leyla head for the airport tonight” I turned back to the cashier and paid while he started placing everything in a bag “That's right you guys are headed for the miami penthouse! well don't be gone too long. I'm throwing a huge spring break party in my parents' vacation house and You and Leyla have to meet my best friend. He’s the best!” Grayson blabbered on and on about the party while we started back towards my dorm room as I rolled my eyes playfully.
After finally reaching my dorm room I said bye to Grayson and walked inside to see leyla laying on the couch and her legs on top of her newish boyfriend, Colby, while he was on his laptop editing, “hey Ley and hey Colby what are you guys up to?” I asked them while setting my bag of snacks down only to be nearly tackled by leyla “colby is editing and I'm just reading some case the professor gave the class” Leyla started hunting through the bag of snacks looking for something specific “Val…where are the pretzels” she looked over at me confused and i pulled the large bag of yogurt covered pretzels out of my pocket along with her mtn dew “I have them he-” I barely got the sentence out when she snatched both from my hand and hopped back over to colby “you're welcome weirdo i'm going to go finish packing some last minute stuff before we head to the airport” I said before walking over to my room with a coke and some chocolate chip cookies and began packing for our 3 day stay in miami.
Leyla had her arm linked with colby walking behind me as we headed for security, I handed them my bag and went through the whole security check process and waited for Colby and Leyla at the other end while i checked to see if they had any late night open fast food places as i hadn’t eaten a regular meal since lunch since I was so busy packing, after we all got through security we headed for the mcdonalds near our gate and ordered some food and took it back to the waiting area and I just pulled out my phone to watch law and order until it was time to board. I finished my food and threw everything away and grabbed my stuff as they started calling for us to board the plane so I shoved my phone in my back pocket and gave the lady at the desk my ticket and went in to find my seat only to find that leyla had beaten me inside, I loaded my suitcase into the overhead compartment and sat back with my eyes closed. That was until Leyla had gorilla gripped me and Colby’s arm as she sat in between us both as she freaked out once the plane was taking off “Babe calm dow-'' I looked over at colby and shook my head with wide eyes ``Don't finish that sentence unless you would like to live.” Leyla finally settled down and exhaled in relief that we didn’t crash into the airport. 
For half of the time Colby played games on his phone Leyla slept & I listened to music reading. Once it was time one of the flight attendants stood in the walkway of the plane “Good evening ladies and gentlemen! In the next 10 minutes we are going to be landing in Miami Florida! Enjoy the rest of your flight and get ready to land.” She dropped her smile which made me snicker a little bit, Leyla had just now woken up 8 minutes later and rubbed her eyes sitting up properly in her seat “Where the fuck are we?” Colby turned his head and quickly held her hand “We’re landing right now princess.” She immediately whizzed out and gorilla gripped our arms again and the plane started to land and once we came to our final stop we unbuckled our seatbelts and quickly got our belongings and got off the plane “Oh my god we’re finally here!” Leyla jumped around me and her boyfriend making us laugh as we waited for our luggage to show up and once it did we quickly grabbed it and scampered off outside of the airport and quickly noticed our chauffeur. We all quickly got inside the limo that made itself present to us “I can’t fucking wait to go on the beach and relax in the sand.”
Leyla expressed her excitement as she leaned into Colby’s embrace while I went back on my phone and received two texts from Grayson “Good luck on your vacation!” I smiled as I read the other text saying “Don’t have too much fun without me.” I set my phone down once the car arrived at the penthouse Leyla had told me about a month prior before spring break began. We all left the limo and got all of our things and started walking inside as Leyla wrapped her arm over my shoulder “I’m so excited! Hopefully you can find a boyfriend too. I've always wanted to go on a double date!!” I chuckled as we walked right through the lobby and straight into the elevator While Colby rubbed his face “I can’t wait to take a hot shower later.”
Leyla smirked as she was about to speak until the elevator dinged as it arrived on the floor of our penthouse as I was saved from hearing whatever sentence she was about to say “I love this place already.” I muttered and opened the door of our 3 day home. It truly was beautiful as the sunlight beamed through the windows. My admiration for the place was soon to be justified, the floor to ceiling windows had sheer black curtains that fell draped all the way to the floor, the lights were low from the candles scattered on the different tabletops, “this place is amazing” I said quietly and headed for one of the bedrooms and fell into the soft black comforter still a bit jet lagged from the flight here. Unfortunately for me my soon to be nap time was interrupted as Grayson was now calling me so as any normal human would I picked up the phone “ye-” I was interrupted as Leyla plummeted on top of my bed as I put the call on speaker “You need to hurry up with this spring fling you have going on because I already miss your boring ass.” Leyla snorted as I furrowed my eyebrows while picking at my nails “Shut your trap Gray I literally just got here you can wait 3 days.” He groaned in annoyance as me & Leyla laughed “Look I gotta go we have some shit to do” Grayson sighed “Alright fine. Hurry up though I’m serious.” I smiled to myself “We’ll be back in a jiffy I promise!” Eventually we both hung up the phone and Leyla soon dragged me along for our 3 day Spring Break vacation shenanigans.
I could already tell this was going to be a wild time with this and the party we were invited to in 4 days.
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bettydearest · 8 months
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why did it take me until the series finale to find out that cole doesn’t have blue eyes?!?
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iceserpentprincess · 1 year
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Jeronica Fic #AU Stonewall Prep idea/Concept
Slight season 1 change being that Veronica didn't go to Riverdale High and make friends with Betty and Archie.
Veronica instead got sent to Stonewall Prep. But she still wanted to be different than the other rich kids she immensely bored around.
Until Jughead and Moose come to Stonewall. She takes an interest in Jughead. [He can either be with Betty or he can be single. Either works.] And she decides to help him with the Stonewall Four mystery. And which allows them also get to know each other.
Now of course the bonding can go from near kisses to actual ones. And depending on if he's with Betty or not will depend on how the actions would be perceived. But either way, if he's with Betty it ends the relationship or Veronica and Jughead deal with their feelings.
He can still fake his death but maybe they decide to set Veronica up as the fall guy instead with the change in gfs per say.
And Veronica continues to help him. Visiting him any chance she can while he's in the bunker. Allows them to have feelings conversations and such.
Then of course the happy ending. Betty and Archie can get together. And of course, Jughead and Veronica start officially dating.
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starridge · 1 year
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Alright final cut for the Tumblr Incidents Bracket has been randomized, the polls will go live on Friday, February 10th at 12:00pm EST on my sideblog @pastelstarstuff! I'll be tagging them with "# tumblr incidents bracket" for anyone who wants to blacklist the tag! All the matchups are below the cut!
2007-2014 Cole Sprouse Social Experiment vs. DD/LG Blogs Homestuck Sharpie Bath vs. Mesperyian Mishapocalypse vs. Do You Love the Color of the Sky? Oppa Homeless Style vs. All or Nothing Bone-Stealing Witch vs. The Human Pet Guy 4Chan - Tumblr War vs. Toe Necklace Down With Cis Bus vs. I Like Your Shoelaces Dashcon vs. Alexandria's Genesis
2015-Present Rabies Pride vs. Goncharov SonicForRealJustice vs. Tumblr Blaze Woody's Roundup vs. The Trampstamps November 5, 2020 vs. Porn Ban Cannibal Mermaid Hamilton Fanfic Author HIV Apology vs John Green Cock Monologue September 8, 2022 vs. Miku Binder Thomas Jefferson Sixpenceee vs. Flavortown ARG Denny's Tumblr vs. Hey Peebrain, You Teleport? ARG
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forgottenspring · 2 months
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Mild rant on Alastor bc I'm tired.
*takes deep breath*
I was going to stay out of this so rip to my inbox.
Does anybody remember the whole ace doxing list on here? The whole discussion of not shipping gay characters with the opposite gender? The rep for pan/bi representation and the steps to do it right? Does anybody remember when ppl on here discussed how aros and aces aren't a part of the queer community bc they're not 'gay enough' in a way? Bc I do. That was about a decade ago. And I remember when Alastor was first introduced in the pilot and ppl not accepting he was aroace back then.
It doesn't matter if Alastor is entirely aroace and if he's capable of dating or not.
What matters is we still have so little ace representation and acceptance, especially aroace rep, that a few years ago when a real person Jaiden Animations came out as aroace, ppl tried to destroy her, bc even with a perfect valid explanation of her just saying aroaces are their own thing and she just doesn't want to date, ppl treated it like she was lying or was trying to sneak into the queer community and was straight or all the other horrible things yall might remember "fans" did to her.
Alastor being aroace isn't about being the rep of "Aroaces can feel attraction!!!" bc be real honest.
How many aroace popular characters can ppl list that a regular person on the street is going to know? Bc I've heard all their arguments to invalidate their representation.
Jughead? Oh you mean Cole Sprouse who made out and got it on with Lili Reinhart playing Betty bc he found her sexy? Oh but in the old comics he's a gay character whose in denial. Yelena Boleva? Who? Oh that woman? She's hot she's just traumatized and needs to find the right person. Charlie Weasley? Oh he was only in the books? He was confirmed as aroace through a passive comment most ppl didn't know about from the author that never used the term? Luffy? You mean one of the most shipped characters in One Piece? No he's just an idiot/childish so he doesn't understand girls are pretty. Caduceus Clay? Sorry I didn't watch Critical Role whose that? Are you sure he's aroace? He feels gay to me.
I can list more ppl, but I'm sure most ppl couldn't.
I remember the whole discussion of the pan/bi representation argument of "Yes! We know pan/bi ppl can date the opposite gender. But straight ppl don't know about pan/bi nearly at all or don't accept it," so showing it as gay, who know the term more, until it's shown clearly the character is queer and not "confused straights" they then can have opposite gender attraction. Bc sooooo many pan/bi characters end up "straight" at the end of their show/book. Bc I remember when ppl refused to accept that Deadpool is pan bc of his wife and started freaking out when he dated a nonbinary person in the comics or helped that one genderqueer person he knew.
Representation is about showing to ppl what they're not understanding about the identity in the plainest sense of the words of the identity, then when there's enough rep to show they're not all the same, then you can have the ones that break the rules.
Alastor whether or not he wants to date doesn't matter. What matters is this whole situation blew out of proportion bc ppl refused to accept that some ppl don't feel comfy shipping him. Bc they see themselves in him and don't want that. BUT! Also ppl under the aro and ace umbrella also have no rep and wanted to see him breaking the stereotype they probs have yelled at them of "You can't have a partner you're aroace I forbid it" and wanted to see thru their own experiences how that would be done.
Here's the problem.... As someone who has read a lot of aroace headcanon fanfics as an aroace....... A lot of ppl who are allo don't realize aroace "crushes" are missing emotions... That's why they're aroace. And they'll write them like they're the same just "muted" or "needs to warm up" kinda thing. Or make the character's love "childish" to explain the lack of romance/sex. Which is messed up. And that's the problem here.
Alastor didn't need to be this blown out of proportion of a situation. The problem is ppl found him sexy and the classic "But aroace hot, they can't be aroace bc why hot?" discussion got brought back up without the gentle post format discussions and instead it was a lot of shippers on tiktok with tiny word counts arguing a complex issue.
Ppl should be allowed to ship whatever (except problematic I know yall too well), especially if they see themselves in the characters and especially if they have the same identity and want to explore that!!
The truth of the matter is this is such a huge issue that just keeps happening bc ppl are too used to fandom queer spheres where ppl already know aroace means "off the table" and so they want to play with qprs or grayromantics/sexuals not knowing what that entails bc there's sooooo lil aroace rep that actually explores being aroace and a lot of ppl don't know the basics, and even how very different aroace "off the table" is when you aren't the classic "uwu I'm just innocent and have no friends or importance to the plot so just ignore me and have me be adopted by one of the main couples as a 'kid' figure."
Not to mention that a lot of ppl still think ace means aroace. That aces can't date bc there's ppl who don't know that romantic and sexual attraction are different!
I'm just.... So tired. So very tired of having ppl shout at me what it means to be aroace and being unable to look up the lil aroace rep we have bc of this issue I've seen a million times is all.
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