Hey, seeing as One Small Dream by Calcium-Cat updated, here's an un-friendly reminder:

If you support Calcium cat or her views in any way, you are not welcome on this blog.

this blog is run by queer, POC, immagrant, trans people. People like Calcium-cat are not welcome.

- Dove

Reminder!! Everyone in this au is trans!!!!

trans people are goddamn amazing and beautiful and i love you all, i hope you have a nice day and a good life full of respect and love and safety, you deserve it

transphobes, get the fuck away from my art and my family and my friends and my community. i hope for the sake of both yourself and the people you hurt, you privately figure your bullshit out and change and repent

everyone else, hi i love you. god. trans people kick so much ass. love you so much. take care. get some water, stretch, get something to eat, shower if you can, and i hope you sleep cozy tonight

Wow guys isn’t calcium-shat so brave for coming out as a bigot?? 🥺🥺🥺 can’t believe people are clowning on them for their innocent opinions!! Because invalidating queer people’s identities and siding with those who want us dead is just an opinion, right ?

What a great person with so much love in their heart ❤️ (oh wait sorry, her* so many mixups. I was just following in the footsteps of this lovely creator who seems to always forget about the canon pronouns of characters, oopsies)

So what if she follows transphobes and pedophiles? At least she pretended to respect trans people by following them anyway because awww blorbo posts!! Cute dream art!!! Don’t you understand that she just AGREES with those who hate them? It’s not like she’s saying it herself so she must be innocent 🫶🫶

(Huge fucking /j good lord. This is to make fun of those excusing this bs because how???)

so if roo is bi and genderfluid... how do the others identify?

GREAT QUESTION ANON!!!! (Also very relevant considering the recent events in the fandom)

This is how I see my skeles! I assume you meant these skeles, although I do draw and do asks for others, these are my main ones. The only one who isn't gender funky is Edge, and honestly I might change that. I had some ideas for them before this ask, but this is an excuse to put it on my blog somewhere lol. Pretty much since I re-entered the fandom I've head cannoned Red to be trans masc and bi, but the others I kinda flip flop on my hcs for them. Enjoy!!!!

Might wanna block the tag calcium cat for a bit I’m still pretty pissed about her being able to just, fucking move on

Genuinely why the hell is she able to just move on? Why does this community let transphobes just, exist here?

Just need to add bells and these fuckers will be done 😵

calcium cat's drama be so fucking funny like bro what r u doing on the gay fandom at the gay website

My thoughts on Calcium-Cat

Before we start, take this meme <3

Calluna’s response is beyond frustrating. I wanted to stop talking about her, but I’m already pressed about personal issues. So, fuck it. If you support her, leave this post. You are not welcome on my blog.

I try to avoid discourse for the most part, but not with her shitty response to the drama. She completely ignores the fact that people were calling her out on her despicable behavior. She uses Christianity as a backbone for her transphobic opinions. STOP USING RELIGION AS A FUCKING EXCUSE FOR YOUR BIGOTED BEHAVIOR‼️

She glosses over her mistakes by justifying it based on her religious beliefs. That isn’t the issue here. The problem is her obvious hatred for trans people based on her Twitter likes. She follows fascists like Matt Walsh. She supports people who want trans folk dead. She has been using a mask to portray a welcoming persona.

She does NOT deserve a platform on Tumblr or anywhere. She doesn’t care about the queer community, which makes up most of the Undertale fandom. Correct me if I’m wrong, but she has (or had) lgbtq+ friends as well, so none of this shit adds up.

I feel like I was a fool for enjoying her work. Hell, I made fanfiction for One Small Dream. I’m considering just orphaning them on AO3, but I’ll probably keep it up for the people who liked what I wrote. I am unbelievably disheartened by Calluna’s action. I am angry at myself for supporting her for as long as I did. I’m upset on behalf of my friends who enjoyed her content and for the Undertale community as a whole.

In light of the fucking Calcium Cat bullshit, unfriendly reminder:

-Ink uses he/they pronouns

-The dreamtale boys are inherently genderfucky

-Mettaton is trans

-Frisk, Kris, Chara, Monster Kid, and Napstablook are all non-binary

-The moral of undertale is literally DON'T BE A FUCKING BIGOT AND SUPPORT THE GENOCIDE OF PEOPLE YOU DON'T LIKE, YA DICK. YOU LITERALLY CAN'T HAVE PAID ATTENTION IF YOU'RE ANY OF THE PHOBICS OR ISTS. FUCK YOU.

btw you can make your own dadmare AU. if u want. <3

Since there's more people here: You can have your own Dadmare AU!

Hell, I was inspired by One Small Dream by @calcium-cat (they are very cool!) and loved the idea of baby Dream so much that I drew the fan art that then inspired this story. I made this shit up in 3am Twitter thread, bruh. You can have a baby Dream. You can have a Dadmare. Do time-travel, I fucking love time-travel fix-it fics/AUs.

As long as it's not an intentional recreation of my exact same AU, it passes. If there's any doubts/questions, feel free to send an ask or message me. Also, translations are welcome.

DISCLAIMER: Don't pitch your AU idea to me. I won't respond, I'm taking a conveniently-timed nap. Love the enthusiasm, keep doing whatever you're doing, you funky little guy. Go keysmash about it.

(unimportant rambling under cut)

People have already made AUs with baby Dream or Dadmare before me, and they're so awesome to read. Same thing with Underfell, Swap, etc. The repetition of the same story by different people is what builds diversity and creativity. The retelling of an AU and of Undertale is what this community is built on.

We are echoes of the same beginning, through different eyes and voices. Tell a story that makes you feel something, anything, no matter how bad you write it.

(mangled noise) i love stories waugh (gmod metal object collision sfx)

⛓blameless💸

As I notice the cat paw charm along the chain squeezing hard into the tender flesh around my whole neck type area, I start to REALLY regret trying to nab this bitch's wallet. In my defense this bitch had an insanely long chain, and there was really no way I could have reasonably foreseen a scenario where I would get a good five feet away before the slack ran out and it yanked her belt hard in my exact direction. Where was she even keeping all that rope?

No, ropes are soft and fibrous, like my neck, and the metal wrapped tight around it, digging all my little necklaces and trinkets into stencils on my flesh, reminds me of that. If I make it out of this alive, I'm probably never going to forget that difference again.

Oh thank god, a bit of slack. Maybe she's coming to her senses and letting me go.

Wait, how'd her boot get back there?

Her glute flexes hard and she stomps my head against the urinal. You know how they crack celery near a microphone to record bone crunching noises for Foley? An entire dump truck of the stuff just slammed into the side of my skull. It's like when you fall off a building in Mirror's Edge (2008) and hear every bone in your body hitting pavement from 50 stories up, except there's no white loading respawn screen for me, there's just the disgusting dark green light reflected in the tiles in this dirty old bathroom.

I sputter up a mouthful of blood, surprised I still remember how to breathe. I hear little tic-tac noises clattering around everywhere and realize at least some of them are probably my teeth.

Once again, kind of not my fault. At this point I don't think what she's doing could be considered self-defense, so I'm gonna get whatever money I'm owed for this awful injury. I can paper over the little bleeding calcium stumps in my gums with the settlement from when I sue her ass into living in this shitty little bathroom. But first I need to get out of it, myself.

I grasp for something to lean against, and my hand lands in the bottom part of another urinal. It's too dark to know for sure but the water feels clean. Like there's only liquids in there, at least. Small victories. I feel it crack and wonder if maybe something's wrong with my hand now too but then the whole fixture cracks clean off the wall, raining little porcelain chunks and dubiously clean water all over me, all the little white crunchy bits getting mixed together around her boots and the length of chain that now hangs almost all the way to the ground beside it.

I just lost half my teeth in a bathroom fitted with prop breakaway toilets. How's your night going?

She breathes heavy, not moving. That big boot of hers could probably crush my skull and add a third kind of fragment to the mixture coming out of my face holes, but she just keeps standing there, blotting out the light from the frosted glass door. When is someone going to come in and rescue me already? I saw at least one other guy at the bar, and statistically speaking at least one more has to work here.

"I'm telling everyone what you did to me and then they're going to be on my side hahahahahaha" Shut the fuck up, me. Why would you say that? Of course, you couldn't exactly blame me, I'm under a lot of stress of course, and-

She kicks my head and I go skidding across the tile, connecting puddles of blood and piss and urinal juice in watercolor constellations as I slide into the corner. I hear metal clicking but my hair's fallen into my face and I can't see what she's doing. Probably something else illegal and unfair.

"You're not telling anyone shit." I feel something cold around my neck, but I'm still a bit woozy from being kicked in the head, so I don't notice until it's too late for me to successfully fight back (which I definitely could've if I'd just known in time) that she's looped the chain around my neck and clicked the lead into itself so now it's like a noose connecting me to her belt with just enough slack that I stumble to my feet as she leaves, and have to follow her with my neck bowed to give me enough room to breathe as we leave the empty bathroom and the empty bar and approach one of two cars in the parking lot, desert mountains dark all around us, visible only by where the stars stop twinkling.

I spit another tooth onto the pavement. A trunk pops open, a belt is undone. Does this bitch even know who she's dealing with? I shout, sound echoing unheard into the night.

ao3

actually upset about this post from the One Small Dream fanfic author

https://www.tumblr.com/calcium-cat/738093747450134528/can-i-be-real-and-ask-you-why-you-like-and-follow

There's Christian transgender people! There's Christians who support transgender people! That's not a fucking excuse!!

Peeple hate joku and use her characters because it will be a 'waste otherwise '

Then make your own fucking characters ?!?

Ironic what face reputation does in this fandom.

Joku they treat terrible cause they want all stories to have fucking redemption arcs . Newsflash people don't always. Dream is not supposed to be nice to your fake version of nightmare who made his life hell because corruption got hurt. I don't have to forgive friends who treated me like shit because they are better now

Because people like osd they blatantly ignore calcium cat being a transphobe but god help if joku made dreamtale as a sign of hope after getting through hard times. We cannot not criticize for one fucking second ?

Jesus this fandom is exhausting at times

I have a couple of questions concerning a giant bitch 

So number one I actually commissioned the giant piece of shit known as calcium cat and I’m wondering what I should do, should I commission another artist to remake it or redraw the thing myself so I can get rid of the old version?

Number two I want to make AU similar in ideas to one small dream so that people can still enjoy it without having anything to do with calcium cat but considering I’m genderfluid not trans I’m just not sure if that would be appropriate

-Signed WhisperingCanvas

Well first thing to remember is that you didn't know at the time you commissioned her she was a bigot.

It's completely up to you for what you want to do though. You can commission another artist or just draw it yourself.

Also you don't need to be trans to make an au like her's. (Even if it's as a "fuck you" or even if it includes characters being trans.)

Although if some people want a VERY cute alternative the @dadmareau is super cute!!!

@nightmarefuele sent://

❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜

+ Joker, music!Ben (feel perfectly free to discard bc we never did discuss a Jokerous thing, but I snorted when I saw that one. I'm releasing it into the wild. go, be free in K's askbox.)

{ from this meme / not currently accepting }

—☾—

(freedom:)

I. Crusty Gotham (NY State of Mind: Earth 718)

Ben knows this one. Joker's not getting a rise out of him, so he's annoyed and disappointed, so the knife is limp in his leather grip. Face about the same in its demeanor. Big-time music man won't say anything; didn't even have to gag him. Wouldn't even scream. Music spits and stutters on a chewed-up police scanner, and the undercroft echoes with a few damp, tinny notes Juice Newton borrowed from Joan Collins. Goon tapping his foot to the chorus. The punchline hinges on Ben's participation and attention, which he doesn't dole out to just anyone and won't bequeath the Joker out of spite. His pose is splenetic, a pose for a shoot in bi-lighting. But eventually, Ben's eyes flick up and land somewhere below the Clown Prince's coal sockets. And on to the next scene. "Other way around, Fortunato." The clown pantomiming in some seriously fucked vaudevillian language, cupping his ear with a purple glove, miming, 'What's that?' Hate. Hate gushing through Ben's cocainestricted arteries. With every apology to God—fucking God, he hates this guy. He hates the Joker's grease-painted forehead wrinkles and whatever the fuck's the matter with his mouth. That tongue thing he does. Ben hates that he's the one bound to a chair. He hates that he's here at all. But where else would he wind up on his one, once-free night in Gotham City? At rest in his trailer? Finally, Ben lifts his chin. His lips part and how fine the bottom one would look with a split-open seam. Maybe he's soft red velvet on the inside. Finally, he speaks loud enough to be heard. "Woof," he says. Ugly smudge of a smile quirks the right corner of his mouth, nudging a mole. Usually, the 'ladies' get the chair; it's fun. Usually, it's not as creepy. Doesn't smell like mold and sewage and bad news. Ben's eyelids flutter—not looking the clown in the eyes; there's no coming back from that—and close. Lashed insects, perhaps, the clown would remove and mount like butterflies. Because maybe it'd be kind of funny. Funny gross.

Ben hates his thoughts. In lieu of myriad torture, he tries to conjure an impression of Gotham’s sunburst-patterned stainless steel spires, the calcium fumes riding its broken skyline. Ink-wet cobblestone and labyrinthine alleys, barbed-wire-topped walls shimmering with Molotow Burner bats. (The way people only look at each other if they mean business.) The Gotham he'd marry. Postcards for the final moment. Not the rendering of Gotham he’s currently painted in, the Gotham ruled by rat kings, feral cat burglars, clown radicals, crocodile people, a one-woman park, and various skull-faced men with pointy teeth. Yet here he is, Ben Solo, feet and wrists going numb, the broad range of his eye-burning-green shibori shoulders going slack, somewhere in a three-hundred-mile city that only seems endless because it's frighteningly dense and crusted over with bodies. If Ben dies in Gotham, there could be a chance he'll never be found, and no one would know that he died right here at the bottom of the opera house. Who would report him missing? Who in this rancid, rogue city would alert LE to some famous asshole for whom going missing had formerly been a hobby? Rachel might. Rachel likes to get paid. The way a clown likes to put on a show. Maybe instead of bricklaying his corpse, it'll make the front page.

the person who reblogged calcium-cats transphobia post also posted some screenshots of that person's likes it is so much worse than her simply putting trans in quotes :(

She also follows Matt Walsh

I hope she loses her platform and I'm so serious too. Transphobes deserve the worst, I hope she fucks right off until she learns to be a decent human being.