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aroacemisha · 2 years
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Literally them.
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sakinotfound · 2 years
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blood stained lips are more kissable
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pairing: toman!kazutora x fem!reader
cw: fluff, descriptive fight scenes, use of pet names, mentions of blood (obviously)
a/n: yes this is a repost bc the previous post didn't show up in the tags and i worked really hard on it. this is the link to the request and the previous post. hopefully this comes up on the tags :/
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tora finds comfort in your aesthetic. he finds it soothing to his eyes. he sees you as a sight for sore eyes in your cute, pretty pastel colours. they are soft and light on the eyes, yet so colourful and lively.
you look so innocent and adorable in those short baby pink skirts that allow him to see the soft skin of your legs and lilac cardigans with long sleeves that only leave your small fingers to be visible and cute printed sweatshirts that are way too big for you and swallow you whole.
he likes the bunny or kitty or any animal accessories you own but he absolutely loves the bows. he says it’s such a pretty touch on the whole look. tora is very attentive to you and your fashion choices. he enjoys witnessing you in the new, innovative outfits you come up with everyday whenever he gets to see you. he loves spending time with you.
he likes your childlike tendencies and your genuine persona. you aren’t fake or you don’t put on a façade in front of him. you don’t act like something else and actually feel like something else. he feels at ease around you. he feels like he can be himself around you. he feels safe, knowing that he can open his heart and be vulnerable without the fear of being judged or perceived. you are so yourself with how you chose to look and dress and represent yourself around others, that it makes him feel easier and more comfortable in his own skin.
he likes your happy-go-lucky and bubbly personality and your inquisitiveness and curiosity about everything that comes your way. it’s all so different from what he sees and deals with everyday that it feels like a breath of fresh air.
kazutora loves to make you laugh. that’s one of the things on his daily to-do list and one of the things that he actually accomplishes from the said to-do list. he lives to see your smiles, those make his day. he says they’re contagious too, because you’d never see a bigger grin on his face when he isn’t with you.
he chuckles when you get so defensive and pouty and huffy over something but he is never mean about it. he can never be mean to you, that’d just break his heart. even imagining that he is the reason for your frown is enough to absolutely ruin his day. so it’s obvious that seeing someone else hurt you in any way whatsoever, makes him go feral.
and that is how he and other toman members are feeling right now.
you were with hina and emma, on a shopping spree the whole day. just as you waved your goodbyes to each other and started walking towards the direction of your house, you were circled. surrounded by a bunch of unknown men from a known gang that tora had warned you about.
the two girls knew they didn’t stand a chance against them so the only logical thing to do was run for their safety and inform mikey.
right now they stood at the sidelines as mikey ordered the entirety of toman that they’d be heading for a war right here and right now and bring you back, safe and alive. cheers filled musashi shrine but were soon replaced by roaring motor bikes and noisy men but hey it was all for you. after all you were toman’s precious little sister and kazutora’s royalty, his princess.
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though you were clad in a hello kitty skirt, you still managed to spin on your left leg and swing your right one, making a 90° and smacking your clean, white sneakers in some dude’s face. courtesy to the black spandex shorts you always wore below your short skirt for days like these when you’d need to kick ass but also save your dignity.
the thick sole of your shoe added to the impact of the kick and sent him flying towards the wall. you thanked yourself for choosing these back at the store.
you usually wore your hair in pigtails or accessorize them with colourful headbands but today they swung at the back of your head in a tight, high ponytail with not a hair falling out.
an elbow to the guy who tried to get ahold of you from behind, a hard headbutt to the dude who came rushing towards you like a mad cow, a punch to the idiot who boasted about “beating you to a pulp” but ended up with a broken jaw.
you weren’t playing right now. you were dead serious. it was hard to bring this part of you to the front. but push the right buttons and the unfortunate one has won a straight pass to a hospital’s emergency room.
turning to block another kick sent towards you, you turned around, held his wrist in a tight grip and twisted it so hard, you could hear with the nauseating sound of bones cracking. you almost gagged but your eyes landed on tora’s slack jaw, a rare sight of mikey actually astonished, a motionless draken and a terrified takemichi who looks like his soul left his body.
after taking a good look at unconscious or at least half-conscious men around you, mitsuya is the first to speak up and all he can muster up is his typical, “are you okay?”
a cute grin appears on your face and you give him an appreciative nod. “i am fine takashi, but… may i ask what are all of you doing here?”
“what?” mikey speaks up. “what are all of us doing here? we are here to bring you back safe, of course. well that’s what we planned before….”
“before we saw you kick ass and-” tora cut off chifuyu.
“and still look cute as fuck. oh my God (name), you are gonna give me a heart attack.” kazutora releases a shaky breath. his eyes are wider than usual and he seems breathless.
“how do you do that, princess? how do you look like you are seconds away from committing murder and still look like such a doll while doing that?” he asks. walking up to you he cups your face and looks into your eyes.
he is absolutely in awe and he thinks he might have fallen in love all over again. his heart is running marathons inside his chest. tora looks down at your lips and gasps.
“your lips are stained red with blood, gorgeous. it makes them so much more kissable. God,” he exhales. “i can’t resist myself any longer. (name), can i please kiss you?”
your eyes sparkle and a giggle escapes your glossy lips. nodding excitedly you wipe your hands down on your top and cup his face as he crashes his pink lips into your bloody red ones.
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It Will Come Back S2 6
Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI
Werewolf Stalker! Billy x Female Reader
A/N: I promise they're fuckin' next chapter you've all waited long enough---- reposting bc it didn't show up in the tag :((((
Billy thinks this might be what dying feels like. His heart feels like it’s squeezing out of his chest, his bones ache with the pain of feeling you pull away. His breaths heave as he makes his way back to his car, resisting the urge to let his own tears fall. He makes it inside, starting the car and listening to the soft hum of the engine before he breaks. He lets loose a sob, the force of it making his body shake. The tears soon blind him and suddenly he’s not pulling in any air at all, and he distantly realizes he must be having a panic attack.
His nerves are shot, all of his emotions finally pouring forth in a violent wave. Watching you drink to forget him, trying to shoo him away for someone else. Your pitiful expression as you sobbed into his shoulder last night. The way you kissed him this morning and then sent him away. And the guilt. It buries him, the guilt of lying to you, hurting you.
Billy rides out the outburst for a while, until he thinks he can finally move again. Then he puts the car in drive, and goes to the only other person he can talk to right now.
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When Frank opens the door Billy just stares at him, unsure of what to say. When Frank pulls him inside and offers the open beer in his hand Billy realizes he doesn’t have to say anything at all, and he’s grateful for it.
When they sit, Frank on the couch and Billy on the big leather recliner, Frank finally speaks up.
“She still mad at you?”
“Yeah, man.” Billy croaks.
“Damn. Well, if you’re sure about her, you’ll just have to wait her out.” Frank reasons.
“I’m sure. And that’s the plan.”
“Come on. Don’t think about it for a while, let’s just hang out.”
Easier said than done, Billy thinks.
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You don’t get out of bed until well into the afternoon, when the pain in your head begins to subside. The pain in your heart doesn’t go anywhere, though. Despite this, you pull yourself out of the warm embrace of your sheets and check in with your friends, letting them know you survived. You put together a quick meal and shower away any last remnants of the previous night. You’re exhausted, emotions and hangover draining any last energy left in your body. So you relax, putting on your comfiest silk pajamas and watching TV on the couch while you eat. You vigilantly try to ignore the memory of Billy’s face when you kicked him out again, the thought too painful to dwell upon.
You hope he’s doing okay, even contemplate asking him, but you know it would start something neither of you need right now. Boundaries with Billy are such an easy thing to erase, to step right over if the feelings are right. Despite how he’s hurt you, you shouldn’t lead him into thinking he has a chance of winning you back. You don’t want to keep hurting him. But that’s the problem. He does have a chance. In all the ways your relationship is non conventional, it’s also the most cherished and cared for you’ve ever felt. You miss him constantly, the ache not ebbing even when you’re angry at him.
Sure, maybe he lied. And sure, you’re not positive you can commit to being this man’s, this werewolf’s girlfriend for the rest of your life because of your fear of it not working out, but maybe you can try forgiveness. You can give him that. One more chance to build trust before you make up your mind. As pushy as Billy is, he gives you space when you need it and cares for you when you can’t do it yourself. You have to give him that.
You decide to sleep on the decision, thinking you’ll be calmer in the morning, less bone-deep tired and more willing to do emotional labor. When you do finally head to bed, you’re out like a light, a dreamless sleep overtaking you.
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The burning inside of Billy doesn’t get better. All it does is eat more and more of him, melting his insides like acid. Spending time with Frank just means he can’t act on it. So he begs off, saying he’s going to go home and sleep it away. And that’s true, but he’s not going back to his penthouse apartment on the other side of town. No, he’s going to you, breaking in when the moon is at its highest to creep into your bedroom and watch you sleep.
He pads softly across the carpet, needing to have his eyes on you. The hidden cameras aren’t enough, he has to be here, has to lean down and smell your hair, running the strands through his fingers, feeling the soft texture. He has to watch you breathe, has to know you’re here, alive, safe.
Billy sits on the floor, one leg outstretched, the other bent, supporting an arm. He’s close enough to savor your scent, close enough to reach out and touch you, but he doesn’t, afraid he won’t be able to leave. So he watches, still and content, until the sun begins to rise and you begin to stir with the first rays of light.
- You wake up feeling refreshed, better than you have in a long time. You get dressed for work and grab some breakfast, deciding that you’ll let Billy know you want to talk after you're home later. It seems simultaneously ridiculous and absolutely right. Yesterday you were entirely unwilling to give him a chance. Today, you realize that line of thinking isn’t really going to work. You can’t scrape Billy Russo off of you, like he’s become some essential part of your body, and all going without it is going to is hurt you both.
You still have the fear, the thoughts that tell you he might hurt you again, but you reason that you can’t assume the worst, not until you’re given a reason to. So you go to work, mind clear and quiet for the first time in days.
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Billy doesn’t go to work. He sits on the expensive leather couch in his living room and tries not to sob again. It’s fucking insane to him, how sick he is with need. He didn’t cry when he was at war, when he saw his men die in front of him. He doesn’t cry over his mother. But you? You’ve ruined him and he can’t even come anywhere close to hating you for it because all he wants to do is hold you. But you won’t let him. So he sits, staring straight ahead, trying his best to hold it together until the evening light rolls in and suddenly the sickness overtakes him, and he’s calling out to you, begging.
“Please. Please, Y/N.”
- You hear Billy’s voice as you’re leaving work, and the sound of it stops you cold. He sounds like he’s in pain, voice a deep croak. You immediately panic, thinking he’s hurt, maybe even dying.
“Billy? What’s wrong?” You ask, heart beginning to race.
“Please don’t make me live without you.” He groans, and your eyes widen.
You didn’t think it was this bad for him. You know Billy cares about you, but you hadn’t realized the depth of his pain, only focused on your own and how you’d stay away from him. You suddenly feel terrible, like you’ve been missing the rest of the picture for a while now. Billy’s voice solidifies your decision from earlier, and you start walking, calling an Uber to take you to Billy’s penthouse.
When you arrive, you realize you’ve never actually been to Billy’s place, but the concierge lets you up all the same. It almost makes you smile, the idea that he’d made sure you could come see him, even before you'd ask. But you’re on a mission, narrowly focused on getting to him, on starting to erase the pain you’re both feeling. It’s a known fact by now that you and Billy Russo aren’t getting away from each other, and trying to force it is only prolonging the suffering.
You reach his front door, hand shaking a little as you reach up to ring the bell.
“Bill?” You call, dropping your hand.
The door doesn’t open.
“Where are you?” You ask him through the bond, growing worried.
He doesn’t answer. Now your whole body is shaking, breath coming in rapid bursts.
Where the fuck is he? Maybe he’s not home. But he would have answered, right? Your mind races.
“Billy!” You yell. No answer.
You learned a lot of things in college. Math, how to write a good essay, and most importantly, how to pick a lock. A frat boy that had a crush on you had taught you, aiming to impress, and you’re suddenly very grateful for the information. You stick a hairpin from your purse into the lock and get to work.
A few minutes later there’s a loud click, and you pat yourself on the back for retaining the trick. You throw open the door and race down the hall, eyes flying across every corner, praying he’s here. When you reach the living room, you finally get what you’re searching for.
He’s there, slumped on the couch, clothes in complete disarray as he heaves, sobs falling from his throat rapidly. The sound makes you want to vomit, wracked with guilt. You move to kneel beside him, hands grasping his wrists.
“Billy, please look at me.” You beg.
He slowly removes his arms from in front of his face, eyes wide with surprise.
“How’d you get in here?” He asks, eyes wide.
“I picked the lock after you talked to me.” You explain.
“I didn’t say anything to you.” He says, and a new pang of hurt goes through you as you realize he didn’t even mean to talk to you. He was in so much pain it got through anyways.
“You did. Didn’t you hear me answer?”
“Thought it was all in my head.” Billy says, voice faint.
He moves to sit up, and you follow, settling next to him on the couch.
“No, baby it wasn’t.” You say softly, afraid if you speak any louder you’ll break the tenuous calm.
You can tell he’s ashamed, unready to let on just how emotional you make him. You grasp his face between your hands, eyes meeting his as you speak again.
“I think we should stop hurting each other.” You say. “So Billy Russo, I promise I will be here tomorrow.” You finish, getting straight to the point.
He just stares at you, like he doesn’t believe it, or worse, doesn’t deserve it.
“Why?” He whispers, and you think this is what shatters your heart completely.
Before you can open your mouth to answer, there’s a loud banging on the front door. You try to catch a glimpse down the hall, but there’s nothing.
“I’ll go see who it is.” You say, but Billy reaches out for you, hands now wrapped around your wrists, unwilling to let you go.
It turns out you don’t have to fight him, because you hear the door swing open a second later, and a gruff voice calls out.
“Bill!”
“Who’s that?” You ask Billy, as the man enters the room.
He looks surprised to see you there, his brown eyes widening a fraction as he takes in you and Billy clinging to each other.
“What are you doing, Frankie?” Billy asks.
“Something didn’t feel right when you left earlier. I came to see if I was wrong, but it's worse than I thought, pal.”
“What is?” You break in, eyeing the man who you now realize is Billy’s best friend, Frank.
Frank sighs, leaning against the plush leather chair across from the couch.
“Did he tell you? About the bond?”
You nod, still not following.
“Well, when you stay away from each other on purpose and when you don’t, uh, mate, the bond will, for lack of a better way to explain it, think it’s been rejected. Billy started the bond, so it’ll make him sick physically. It won’t kill him but it’ll hurt like hell. Thought I saw the signs earlier. I guess I was right.” Frank finishes.
You look at Billy, at the way he looks weak and pale and a cold prick of fear goes down your spine.
“How do we fix it?” You ask Frank, refusing to turn away from Billy.
“Just be with him. Talk to him through the bond. Maybe a little— you know, won’t hurt.” Frank finishes, face a little red from the suggestion.
You frown, nodding as you take it in. You didn’t know this would happen to Billy, but you feel responsible all the same. But you can fix it, and you aren’t going to pass up the chance to do so. Determined, you stroke Billy’s cheek before turning to Frank.
“Anything else I should know?”
“Not that I can think of. If you need anything he’s got my number.” Frank replies.
You thank him and then he’s gone, shutting the front door softly. That wasn’t exactly how you’d envisioned meeting Billy’s best friend, but you don't stop to think about it too hard. You curl up next to Billy, moving to wrap your arms around his middle, pressing as much of yourself as you can against him. He moves to do the same, moving in to press his nose to your hair and breathing deeply.
“I’m sorry.” You tell him, eyes suddenly watering.
“I started it.” He replies.
“Still. I don’t want you to hurt.”
“You promise you’re staying?” He asks softly.
“Promise.” You tell him through the bond.
You stay like that until the sun creeps beneath the skyline outside, and Billy’s breath has slowed, lost to sleep. Afraid to be away from him, you settle in to spend the might on the plush couch, curled around each other.
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sab-teraa · 2 years
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I don't follow uckurus but a lot of my twitter mutuals do. However, I did find it pretty awful that they didn't post about Nesrins farewell on social media. My mutuals were discussing how the social media said goodbye to the villain that died but not to the main lead? How unprofessional is that though!! Even Damla Sonmez got a goodbye from the Aziz admin.
Good morning my lovely <3 Buckle up, this is gonna be a long one 😂
Exactly!!! And this is not a recent problem, this has been happening since before the show aired. Everyone presumed it was bc her character was only introduced in the second episode, hence the lack of promo of Bahar and BahKar, but as the episodes went on … it got worse.
To the point of the other actors on the show liking shady tweets about Nesrin + BahKar being excluded and how wrong that is. Even uraz (Kartal and the main guy) began only sharing trailers which included nesrin and stopped interacting with most that didn’t.
Also, Nesrin, Bahar and BahKar were excluded from a lot of episode photos. To promote their characters relationship, both Uraz and Nesrin used memes. Plus, Nesrin continuously had to make photo collages of Kartal and Bahar since there was rarely a couple photo.
Moreover, bts scenes of BahKar/nesrin were never shared. Fans asked the photographer why this is? Only for him to like a shady post saying basically that nesrin is a nasty person and she doesn’t want to take photos. When asked about why he doesn’t take pictures of Bahar, he said that it’s basically bc nesrin can’t act and it wouldn’t reflect well in his photographs. Yet? He is the same person who will take pictures of certain actors and actresses from the same scene at multiple angles - to the point of sharing 6 + of these images.
Anyway, it got to a point where Uraz was also pissed with the whole situation, and had this interview with tolga (the photographer) on stories, where he asked … wtf is your problem with Bahar and BahKar lmao 😭 and the man was shooketh. He basically didn’t have a proper response. Uraz then went and took a selfie with nesrin and tagged the photographer saying “do your job”.
After this tweet the man was shook 💀 and went and posted his first picture of nesrin as Bahar on his IG (this was months into the show and I think this was the first post of hers). Also, he began reposting nesrins personal IG stories on his stories and commenting on them. Like she posted a meme of uraz head on a baby and her carrying the baby and he was like LOL 💀
Also; that whole thing about nesrin being a nasty person and not wanting to take bts was debunked when the camera crew began sharing bts of her + the actors on the show (Asli, ekin, ugur, Asena, uraz and the actor who plays the gran) began sharing bts with nesrin.
A few months after this saga, they ended up sharing a really cute bts from the earlier episodes?? Like make it make sense? This photographer drama happened episode 17, but the bts was from like episode one 11??
Fans were super upset, but nesrin posted tolga (the photographer) on her story saying they sorted out the drama. Anyway, we got BahKar and Bahar pics for a few episodes following this.
However, in the last month - nesrin has been completely excluded from promo. She never had a prominent role in the trailers - but when she has an episode focused on her - they decided not to promote it. I’m talking 1 trailer (for the first time in the history of the show) which was a purely romantic focused and a repetition of previous trailers, despite the episode being diff. She was excluded from the photos again (despite her being there when multiple photos were taken of the scene) and nothing of hers was shared on social media. Also, they did have pics of her and chose not to share them:
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So to promote the episode she began sharing fan memes like this (given that she had no other means to promote the episode):
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Even in her death episode she got literally no promo. Don’t even get me started on their exclusion on YouTube and the fact that her scenes are posted weeks later.
Also we can say that nesrin doesn’t get promoted bc Bahar doesn’t add anything to the ep. WRONG! Her character was always influential + even when other characters didn’t have important scenes, they were always promoted.
And it’s just so ???? Bc nesrin is one of the cast that interacts the most with the UK social media account. I’m talking both in terms of likes and comments.
I do think there was drama between the ph and network regarding her, bc the network went out of their way to include her in the promo (other than trailer but to be fair other than the past 3 eps she didn’t have a prominent role). Also the network would post their scenes on YouTube and she got a farewell post from them - the only one on the show who got one from them.
I’m just gonna conclude by saying that nesrin is not the only victim of this. They did the same to diren (aka the main guy who played ferhan) - but at least he got his farewell post. Also, I’m a necip fan, but when he joined the show they really flung uraz to the side till recently 🤷🏽‍♀️ it’s evident that they have their faves and that’s not gonna change.
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starglitterz · 3 years
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cynosure. (iv)
─── chapter 4 ! ~ stay with me
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summary; you and xiao are genmates under the famed streamer company genshin impact. the chemistry between the two of you is undeniable, and your fanbases absolutely love your collaborations. but when you both start meeting up offline more and more, your connection starts to deepen past just harmless flirting and playful banter. with these real feelings starting to affect both your job and reputation online, how will you two react when your relationship becomes the internet’s cynosure?
a/n; reading order for pics is
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3 4
also don't forget to read chapter 3 first, tumblr didn't let it show up in tags so you might have missed it LOL and if the same thing happens to this chapter i'm going to commit arson /j
hope you enjoy !! :D
warnings; drunkenness
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this chapter is specially dedicated to the wonderpets gang !! (@bookuya & @noirkkat) thanks for being so cute and supportive when i told you i finished the chapter HAHA ily guys sm 🥺💘
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private messages !
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groupchat (1) !
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facts !!
xiao and y/n both nearly fainted while texting each other at the beginning, and xiao dropped his phone onto his face almost as soon as the conversation was over because he was so surprised he had actually asked y/n to come over. he also proceeded to go on a crazy cleaning rampage of his entire house that day. as for y/n, every time her replies were 'dry' she was actually freaking out so much that she couldn't type out a proper reply LMAO
ganqing & chili so true,,, quill 🤝 making everyone gay AHAHA it's up to you to decide if they're official/just platonic flirting bc rn the only canon couple in cynosure is yantao.
also lumine tends to travel a lot between mondstadt, liyue and inazuma, because of her main job (streaming is a side gig for her and her brother) and that's why keqing had to confirm if she was actually there.
that one line where zhongli says 'no matter how small you are' to xiao can be interpreted as a dirty joke,,, but tbh it's a play on words!! xiao's chinese name is 魈, read as xiāo and meaning 'demon', but the word for 'small' in chinese is 小, read as xiăo. basically if you mispronounce xiao's name the meaning will change, which is what zhongli is teasing him abt and why xiao says 'that's not my name!' KJSAKJSD i'm so proud of this joke let me have my moment <3
zhongli and xiao have a sort of father-son relationship because zhongli is someone he looks up to a lot, and they've been close ever since xiao had just finished highschool. childe is the gay stepdad while aether is the chaotic cousin /j
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a/n; WAHHHASDKASJKD XIAO INVITED Y/N TO HIS HOUSE OMFG AAAAAAAAA ok sorry back 2 my a/n,,, sorry for the super long wait in between chapters! i had some 'technical difficulties' w my phone & also i have writer's block JKDJSK sobs,,, but anyways this chapter is super cute and omg i am So Excited for the next chapter screams loudly HAHA anyways i hope you enjoyed this chapter my loves !! now bye byeeee <3
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teyuuka · 3 years
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I think you should read my ask one more time. Not once did I say you have a vendetta against youtubers. I don't think that at all. I also never said you were defending companies, I actually brought that point up. I just think your animosity is directed at the wrong group. A repost can't happen if someone didn't wrongfully upload in the first place. Not to mention, many uploaders didn't purchase the cd either, they downloaded it for free from somewhere online and they want clout like anyone else.
To be clear, I didn’t say you said I am defending companies, I said that to swat off replies saying “oh but capitalism” before they come (which is another can of worms, but since we’re talking about piracy, it’s often that people link it to the thing where people be like yay I’m fighting capitalism by pirating TV shows/anime! - which I have mixed opinions about).
I used the ask to elaborate a longer coverage bc tumblr and twitter users tend to read one thing and act like we’re all black and white as if I didn’t consider other factors when I refuse to support certain groups/actions.
Now that that is sorted, I think it’s clear from my previous reply as well that my animosity is not directed to only translators isn’t it? It’s directed to whoever is reposting the content - regardless whether they’re translating it or not.
Reposts don’t only happen when they manage to get free shit somewhere else — someone could buy a CD and post the entire thing online and add a translation, and that’s still considered a repost.
Statistically I don’t think all YT translators repost CDs they downloaded off the net. Although it’s prob a minority, there are also people who repost translations of CD which they DO own/buy. (That does not make it right, though)
What I’m saying is any of reposting actions don’t vibe with me. They are still posting a CD that the companies explicitly asked not to repost, even if they slap a translation or not at all.
In that sense, I think you’re actually on the same side and think they’re wrong too, no? Unless you’re trying to make another point.
Actually, I’m quite curious which was the original post where you started thinking that I dislike YT translators ONLY which prompted you to send the first ask. I thought I made it quite clear that any unauthorised reposts are just yikes, regardless of the form and media.
To summarize this interaction:
1. If you think my animosity is directed to one group (the YT translators) only, it’s not.
2. If you’re trying to defend YT translators by the point of “they couldn’t have started if they didn’t download it somewhere to begin with, so they’re not wrong here”, then it’s not really the case because they could have actually bought it (although we all know that’s rare). And again, I still think reposts are uncalled for.
3. If you’re trying to make any other points, I’m not catching it atm.
Edit: also @ others, if you are here only to read translations or CD recs, please feel free to block the tag #chitchat which I usually use for my opinions or non-CD stuff!
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