hey lads if you’re not gonna comment on a fic you enjoyed, at least leave a kudos man

I’ve seen a lot of disc horse happening on here about hyperfixations on Harry Potter and whether or not people should be forced to stop liking the series altogether. and once again people are taking the argument to the extremes and whipping each other into a rage.

I have ADHD. I have hyperfixations. Sometimes those fixations are on problematic or outright bigoted/awful media. I cannot control what my brain latches onto besides not being exposed to it in the first place, and some media (Harry Potter especially) is hard to avoid. I can’t just stop fixating. and yes, for a long time I did fixate on Harry Potter. it has taken a lot of time for that fixation to fade, and I’ve had to come to terms with a lot about the thing I once cared about so dearly.

that being said: you can have a hyperfixation without supporting the original text or creator.

want to watch the films/read the books? get them from a local library, buy them secondhand, or pirate them.

want to buy merch? buy from small businesses (not trademarked stuff) or buy secondhand.

want to wear Harry Potter merch? wear it around the house.

want to create fan content (fanart, fanfic, amvs, edits, etc)? do it. create it. maybe send it to a friend. do not post it.

want to talk about it? talk to a friend, family member, mutual, therapist, etc. don’t make posts about it.

I think sometimes we forget what it’s like to live in a world where we aren’t constantly sharing our interests with others online. but considering how many people have been hurt by jkr and her content, I think it’s fair in this case to say: fixate, let your brain cope with life however it has to, and if Harry Potter is what’s keep you going right now that’s alright. just don’t post about it. participating in online fandom is keeping her relevant, thus supporting her. she has made this clear herself. she’s aware of how fandom influences her platform.

and if you’re currently fixated on Harry Potter please remember to view it with a critical eye. I understand how hard it can be to see the flaws in something you’re so attached to. but in this case it’s not just the author. the media itself does contain a lot of problematic stuff (racism, slavery apologism, anti-semitism, fatphobia, appropriation of indigenous cultures, as well as a wealth of other things. if you’re wondering about any of this, feel free to comment or dm me any time and I can expand on these to the best of my knowledge).

that being said: if you’re currently on the side of the argument begging people to stop engaging with all Harry Potter media altogether: I get it too. I’m trans. I deeply despise what jkr has said and done, her wealth and influence, the movement she stands for, and the swath of wreckage she’s using her power to cause. I also agree that the text itself is deeply problematic and at best should be viewed with a highly critical eye and at worst should be taken out back and burned. if everyone could just stop engaging with Harry Potter media and fandom, that would be sure be nice.

unfortunately I don’t think that’s possible this time. Harry Potter still has a massive following around the globe who will never see the reasons to disconnect from it. telling neurodivergent kids online to simply stop hyperfixating is pointless and doing more harm than good. forcing people to feel incredibly guilty for their fixations isn’t exactly fair.

we all agree jkr is harmful and needs to have her platform removed. we all agree that the only power we have is by keeping the media relevant, or letting it go. it seems the level to which we need to disengage is the part where contentions arise, and extreme, black and white viewpoints and the terminally online nature of our lives and interests is warping our perspective.

if you truly don’t want to support jkr, you cannot keep posting Harry Potter content talking about how much you like it, regardless of whether or not you give her money or tag it “fuck jkr”. she’s already a billionaire. this is beyond giving her clout. this is about decreasing the relevance and platform of the author and her content, while creating a safer community for people who’ve been hurt by jkr and her content.

and if you truly want to get people to join your boycott, you have to understand that not everyone will be able to disengage the same way as you and the fact that they’re trying does count for something. the only way this will do anything at all is through unity.

TLDR: if you’re currently hyperfixated on Harry Potter that doesn’t make you a bad person, just please engage with the media in private and remember to view it critically. if you’re currently getting upset at people for their fixations, please consider helping to educate rather than lose your cool at internet strangers.

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jkr apologists, terfs, Harry Potter defenders, etc: before you tell me to touch some grass and get over it, consider why you’re sitting there reading posts about things that you don’t agree with. you can just ignore this post and just keep scrolling. or better yet how about we both log off for a bit and go have a cup of tea instead

❝ my assumptions based on your fav hq character ❞

these are all in good fun and not serious at all, please don’t get upset by them, my opinion doesn’t mean shit bby :,)

HINATA SHOYO

-> a soft bitch with a big heart. you want others to do well and you love positive attention. you do however, get overworked by emotion and sometimes get played because of how nice you are. judge people a little harsher and don’t be shy to put a bitch back in their place, you got this

KAGEYAMA TOBIO

-> we get it youre a bad bitch but sometimes it comes across like you’re still going through your angsty teen phase. stop that, you’ll get permenant wrinkles if you keep it up. let yourself live a little freely and don’t be shy to leave your comfort zone more often. and stop getting sad over the smallest things okay?

TSUKISHIMA KEI

-> horrible taste in men and you have a degradation kink. you wanna be called a little slut in the bedroom but would cry if you were called it anywhere else. you’re very kind people but you’re constantly putting yourself down and thinking you deserve shit over nothing. be kinder to yourself

YAMAGUCHI TADASHI

-> you’re the supportive friend people go to when they need a pick-me-up however, you let yourself get walked over from time to time and it’s not fair on you. don’t be shy to kick a bitch and show them who’s can be the alpha >:) you’re a bad bitch with a big heart and you’re academically stable

NISHINOYA YŪ

-> shush, indoor voices please! it’s okay! we know you’re here you don’t need to shout! you’re probably between 4’0-5’3 and preach personality over looks which is fine because as everyone should. you’re insecure around others and feel the need to have a bigger presence to feel more confident. it’s okay though, i think you’re really hot and you should let yourself feel more comfortable with people you actually like more often.

TANAKA RYŪNOSUKE

-> loyal as fuck and dependable. you’re the bitch people know they can come to should they ever need it. you’re popular and you own every hallway you strut through. you let the feeling of dejection get to you though and worry about how you’re perceived by the people you’re surrounded by especially if there’s a potential love interest in your orbit. calm down and be yourself more, it’s their loss if they don’t fall for you anyway.

ASAHI AZUMANE

-> stop letting people talk over you! you’re that bitch so why the hell do you let people overpower you? you’re hot and you know you’re capable but you wallow up in self doubt and get upset over nothing. remind yourself that you’re hot, loved and talented more often because you need it.

SUGAWARA KOUSHI

-> you’re deceptive and it’s not always a bad thing. you’re good at switching up your personality and probably act fake to certain people which is fair enough. you can be a bit of a bitch sometimes but you’re hot and funny so you get away with it. learn to break down your barriers a little more though because when people start seeing your act they’ll become untrusting around you.

DAICHI SAWAMURA

-> OKAY daddy issues pack it up now. no i’m kidding but you’re attracted to mentally stable people with good morals. someone that will take care of you and be there for you. try to be more self reliant and independent though.

OIKAWA TOORU

-> we know you’re hot okay? you don’t need to post thrist traps on snapchat at 2AM every night we get it! you’re a little whiny and bratty but that’s a given. you’re a burnt out gifted child and you were probably in top classes or top league for a sport between ages 8-14 before you started becoming more average. that’s fine too though, just remember you have talents that lie elsewhere you just have to find them.

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

-> daddy issues 0.2. you’re bossy and demanding but fair. you judge others accordingly and have a good sense of who’s a good person and who’s not. you need to be more open with people and let more people in though. you’re protective of yourself and don’t let your walls down so easily. soften them and let others in more.

MATSUKAWA ISSEI

-> you’re just here for a good time and a good railing that’s all i have to say.

HANAMAKKI TAKEHIRO

-> you’re the bitch that has to listen to the mattsun stans last hook up. you’re hot too, go have a good time.

KUROO TETSURŌ

-> you’re extremely hot and i would absolutely make out with you right here right now. no i’m kidding. i’m not but anyways, you have mommy issues and you need to get over it. you also need to stop being so analytical of people because some people don’t like being read and you step over peoples boundaries sometimes. control yourself you feral thing.

KOZUME KENMA

-> ah yes. everyone’s favourite ‘i have issues but i don’t want to deal with them, so i’ll be a whore online instead’. that’s a half joke but seriously, you’re doing fine bby you don’t even need to worry. nobodies judging you and even if they are they’re way uglier and dumber than you. even still you should be friendlier to those around you and let your guard down a little more.

YAKU MORISUKE

-> you’re like a little dog. yappy and lively. you’re also very trustworthy and i would tell you my deepest and darkest secrets and feel safe about it. you’re strong willed and put others in their place at ease. you do however, need to be a little more selfish and put yourself first at times. selflessness is great but it’s okay to put yourself first sometimes and you need to do that more often.

LEV HAIBA

-> you’re literally so hot and i’d be begging for your attention. you’re also slightly oblivious and have probably had several people crush on you at once but you’ve ignored them all unintentionally. you need to believe in yourself more and remind yourself that you’re that bitch. you’re capable of amazing things you just need to realise it yourself a little more

BOKUTO KOUTARŌ

-> okay mx mood swings you need to stop acting out over nothing. you’re gorgeous don’t get me wrong but dropping your slice of bread on the floor isn’t the end of the world. get over smaller things quicker and become more aware of your surroundings. you have a really good set of close friends and you’re friendly to everyone around you. you’re very very loved but you need to stop getting caught up over pointless things.

AKAASHI KEIJI

-> you’ve probably been called ‘boring’ before but that’s far from the truth. you make snide comments and you’re witty. you’re one of the most mentally stable people and you don’t get upset over petty argument or fights. you do howver nit pick at situations and get too critical. stop that because you only annoy yourself more and put yourself in a bad mood.

SHINSUKE KITA

-> you scare the shit out of me but in a good way. i’d be scared to talk to you because you’re so perfect? you do tend to come across as unapproachable though but that’s not your fault. smile a little more and don’t be afraid to laugh a little louder. your laugh is so pretty anyway so don’t be shy to let yourself loose a little more

ARAN OJIRO

-> you’re the type of person people think about for weeks after seeing you at the airport you’re that hot. you’re reliable and loved by many. you’ve got a good spirit and you’re mentally balanced. you need to stop overworking yourself though and stop getting too worried for other people in their place. you’ve already got enough on your plate so stop taking other peoples problems when you already have your own.

MIYA ATSUMU

-> you’re a bitch. no i have more to say. you’re misunderstood. you come across as a shitty person but that’s just because you’re passionate and hard at communicating in a way that’s not so blunt. you’re petty and dislikable at first but after a couple of conversations, people find out there’s so much more to you. you’re funny, hot and talented. just remember to work on holding back on the blunt statements a little more.

MIYA OSAMU

-> 2nd best kinda vibes. you ARE the pretty best friend but people always ignore that because you’re kinda overshadowed by others around you. you’re like a diamond in the rough and valuable to those lucky enough to find you and get to know you. don’t put yourself down so much and show others you can be independent and unique because that’s exactly what you are

SUNA RINTARŌ

-> you’re hot and that’s it. you’re probably the type of person to not show up to classes but still manage to pass every exam with ease. you’re almost too cool to approach and people probably think you’re bitching about them when they see you on your phone. what they don’t know is that you’re really looking at pictures of cows that have been washed and blowdried. you probably own a pink princess cowboy hat and your instagram is probably everyone’s pinterest board. just stop slacking off though because you can achieve so much more.

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

-> you’re powerful and elegant. you’re very level headed and go about problems the efficient way. you hate time wasters and don’t let people make you their bitch. you probably have a slight god complex but that’s okay because when you’re as hot as you are, it’s understandable. stop being so uptight and sensitive about things though. be kinder to your mind and let go of the things not worth holding a grudge against.

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I’ve seen this done before but here are my modern!rdr2 social media headcanons for the Van der Linde gang.

some of these are LONG and then some are shorter. doesn’t mean I love any of them any less however. I just did my best with all of them. 

* I treat the gang as family especially for my modern au 

Dutch

frequently uses Facebook and has dozens of friends he doesn’t even know. like if he gets a friend request he’ll accept it. John tells him he might as well just make his page public and Arthur pleads with him to make a facebook PAGE so that his random friends will stop liking posts that Arthur tags Dutch in. 

Dutch has no idea how to make a facebook page. 

he also has a Twitter and a massive following at that. He’s VERIFIED. 

all of his twitter posts are vague though

are they a joke? are they political? is it what he’s eating for lunch that day? literally no one knows.

Hosea

also has facebook but doesn’t use it because why does he need to look at pictures of events he was at. he only uses it to see things he didn’t partake in

also has snapchat but just to keep up with the kids 

because life360 was too much to deal with for everyone

and snapchat is cool

also he can and will spam you with bitmojis 

Arthur

used to use facebook a lot but stopped because he was tired of his posts getting likes from people he didn’t know and friend requests from people Dutch was friends with. 

plEASE

he has a private facebook for a reason, he doesn’t want other people to know his business. 

he also has an instagram but anything he posts on facebook also goes on there. it’s not aesthetic or pretty or anything and he doesn’t even caption over half his pictures. 

he literally only uses social media so that his friends and family know he’s alive

has snapchat because of Hosea but barely knows how to use it 

doesn’t get why everyone wants to use snapchat when teXTING AND CALLING ARE RIGHT THERE

John

the question is what doesn’t he have.

john has been trying to make it big on social media since youtube came out.

his youtube used to have videos on it but he deleted them because they were cringy and arthur liked to send them to the group text. 

plays twitch games on the weekends and sometimes with Jack but he thinks most of the subscribers are there for his kid since most of his solo streams don’t do as well

has a twitter, doesn’t follow Dutch, literally envies that he’s verified. 

he’s tried everything but no matter what he does nothing pans out

uses tiktok to promote twitch streams

instagram feed is mostly selfies of him but 99.9% of the time he’s wearing sunglasses and the caption is some random quote 

also has facebook but only to appease Arthur and Dutch, he doesn’t even have a profile picture. Claims only boomers use it. 

an avid reddit user. if he’s got problems he’ll go to reddit. claims reddit saved his life. everyone’s tired of the story so they stopped asking. 

also uses snapchat more than he should and the only social platform he has more than 100 followers on. 

Charles

same as arthur and has both facebook and instagram and posts the same on both except his are pleasing to look at. 

they’re unintentionally aesthetic 

he uses a psd on all his pictures and won’t share what it is

has monthly life updates that start with some inspirational or deep quote and then text that pushes the instagram word limit

also has a deviantart , has shared psds there before , constantly tries to convince Arthur to get it. 

used to use tumblr but he forgot about it

Abigail

the definition of a facebook mom. 80% of her facebook posts are about Jack or parenting. 

Instagram is similar but also different, she’s actually a relatively successful influencer with over 1,000 followers. 

all of her friends and family (who have instagram) follow her

has snapchat solely for the cute bitmojis and to send John adorable snaps of Jack playing with all the fun filters. 

she also won’t take a selfie unless it’s with snapchat because she no longer trusts her own camera. 

also uses pinterest and has a collaborative board with all the ladies. 

but in general, on her own, she has too many boards. she uses pinterest for EVERYTHING 

Sadie

bold of you to assume she uses social media. 

she does just not a whole lot. 

checks it once in the morning and once at night. 

except pinterest because how dare Abigail get her into it. but even pinterest she only uses in downtime. 

has facebook and instagram but there’s maybe only five posts.

if anything she’ll post on her story

will only snap Abigail and Arthur otherwise she doesn’t use snapchat

all of the social apps are mostly offloaded on her phone anyways

if she needs to know anything she just checks the group text which she has on do not disturb because they text way too much. 

Molly

she’s verified on instagram 

it’s also the only social platform she’ll use, which frustrates Dutch because he wants to be friends with her on facebook

but she’s happy with just instagram 

she keeps it simple 

and the main theme to her posts are fun outfits in her ever expanding closet

the other posts are usually of plants that she’s managed to grow. she’s not the best at being a plant mom but she’s still a good one to the ones she’s managed to keep alive. 

the only thing she contributes to the pinterest board are her own pictures of her plants which are overly aesthetic. 

Karen

started out with a normal instagram account then made a spam account which she ended up using way more often.

all of her posts are extremely chaotic

and usually reposts from her snapchat

has a reddit just to troll John

reposted his cringy youtube videos to reddit and got hundreds of upvotes

if you wanna see the most raw and chaotic videos of Arthur and John then she’s the one to follow. 

also if you wanna see Abigail when she’s not all put together. 

is the reason there’s so many memes in the collaborative pinterest board

Mary-Beth

has a instagram but also has a second instagram for art and book reviews

or basically anything she’d post on her tumblr

which is her second most used social

also uses facebook but only because she is an admin for one of those multifandom blogs. 

also begs Arthur to get a deviantart. 

uses pinterest most but only second to Abigail

literally the queen of pinterest DIYs

Micah

has twitter

as far as anyone else knows that’s all he has

maybe he has snapchat?

maybe they saw him on snapmaps once? 

all he ever does with twitter though is retweet anything Dutch posts.

yet somehow he has so many followers. 

Lenny

anyone who has snapchat has streaks with Lenny

even Hosea who doesn’t understand why it’s a thing

he also posts a lot on facebook but it’s mostly travel or vacation photos everyone is just a tad jealous of. 

Lenny always seems to be busy but still has time for streaks with his friends. 

he’s also an up and coming youtube vlogger

Sean

also has reddit to troll john

but he also legitimately uses it too. 

he’s also really popular in the minecraft subreddit , don’t ask

also has twitch and also has way more subsribers than John

and a youtube which he’ll upload (overly edited) twitch streams to

everyone subscribes to him but they don’t tell John that.

also has a tiktok and is up to date on all the trends because of course he is

Kieran

got facebook when he was 10 and just never left.

literally doesn’t use any other social media

he’s not in the group text either so he has to facebook message Arthur to know what’s going on. 

but he shares a lot of memes and cute pictures of animals

he used to follow Dutch but unfriended him when he was the only thing he ever had on his activity feed. 

Susan

has facebook but claims she doesn’t have time to use it

Arthur knows this to not be true because she will like a lot of his posts. 

she’s also guilty of liking every single picture in one post or album. 

Arthur has also caught her looking at memes and using recipes she finds on there. 

also part of the pinterest board but never contributes. 

Trelawny

he has an account for everything

like

litereally

everything. 

even whatsapp and linked in and kik

even tinder

the only one anyone knows about are his facebook, twitter, and instagam

but there’s no posts on any of them except twitter

he’s also verified

but for unknown reasons

any posts on his facebook are ones he’s tagged in

he’s also in a lot of facebook groups

Strauss

runs a subreddit

a paid facebook admin of several pages

the only person who actually knows this is Dutch because Strauss has told him about it

he has no online presence whatsoever out side of those.

Javier

spotify king

has over 500,000 subscribers on youtube

uses instagram but as another platform for his music

edits his own album covers

top tier playlists too

Tilly

aesthetic queen

the most put together and pleasing to look at instagram feed next to Charles. 

uses pinterest a lot as inspiration and for making moodboards.

also uses tumblr to share moodboards

part of the sims global community facebook group

she keeps saying she’s going to start a youtube vlog but hasn’t yet

keeps trying to convince John to let her help him with his youtube.

she also uses twitch to play minecraft and sims

oh and she set up a minecraft server for everyone

Bill

facebook boomer

that’s it

I don’t know how else to put it

probably shares heavily republican posts

Swanson

didn’t use social media until tiktok.

he doesn’t do dances or anything but he does post weirdly obscure and chaotic videos that end up trending on more than one occasion

it’s usually drunk ramblings in his car that end up being hilarious

or videos of the others almost dying or ending up in the ER

Pearson

facebook boomer but make it cool.

also shares conservative posts but less offensive ones compared to Bill’s

likes almost every post any of his friends share

also comments on them too

Uncle

does he have social media? no one knows for sure. 

yet somehow he knows what’s going on

even if nobody can find any of his social accounts or have ever seen him using one before let alone doing anything on his phone other than playing cheesy mobile games.

writing goals for 2022

i was tagged by @princelyharry @thestylinsons and @loveislarryislove to share my writing goals for 2022—ty guys!!

1. first, foremost, and most importantly—i just want to get more things finished. i have such awful perfectionist tendencies on top of 'combined' ADHD i'm still learning to better control, so i'm always turning simple ideas into big projects because they have to be perfect, as well as constantly skipping around between things because my attention span is practically non-existent, so everything i do takes forever to finish when most of them...just shouldn't. 2022 please bring me some sense of accomplishment i beg of you

2. to stop being so pre-occupied with being repetitive in themes. the more i've been writing the more aggressive this nasty habit i've picked up has gotten, said habit being: viewing wanting to use my favorite tropes to write in several different pieces as me just being unimaginative and unoriginal rather than merely having things i like to do? with drawing it's much easier for me to sit down and scribble something selfish or draw the same people, characters, themes in slightly different ways over a long period of time without feeling that way, but for some reason with writing i either stonewall myself by 'if i don't get to write x i'm not writing at all' or even trying to pick up ideas i'm not super into just to try something different and then being unhappy with a project and constantly rewriting it because it's not something i'm wholly committed to

3. i already kind of met this goal by battling my fear exchanges and fests by signing up for subrry FF, but i also already signed up for two more fic fests due this year and will have fics coming in february and april and i'm really excited about them!

i'm still formulating a proper idea for the fic coming in spring, so rn i'm primarily working on a momrry fic with artist harry and writer louis wanting to become parents! it's lightly adapted—i.e. just the background info + details—from an art school AU i ended up scrapping this summer, and honestly so far i'm feeling very *chef's kiss* about it. harry is also trans + gender nonconforming in the story and there's a lot of talk around past dysphoria and a long journey to self discovery, as well as well-deserved gender euphoria, and ofc momrry because who would i be if it didn't live up to my name??

it's also a story very near and dear to my heart and i've kind of been using it as catharsis for a lot of complicated feelings i've held onto as someone who often experiences dysphoria, but also wants to have their own children. i really hope you guys will like it <3

4. mmm i want to get more comfortable talking to other writers....

i'm very shy when it comes to talking to new people online anyway as well as being kind of withdrawn with my process now due to some Bad past experiences, so i'm still pretty hesitant to talk continually or in-depth about fic planning, taking on others' prompts, both giving and taking advice, etc. i think i've become really used to doing my thing alone as both an artist and writer and dabbler in many other mediums for the same reason—not great past experiences. and: the first like, six months or so i came back to the community, most all friends i made and have kept either aren't active creators, or are strictly active audience members here to talk and consume media—and that's been the story a lot of the time for me—so i've become kind of like...used to not being able to properly talk shop with people i'm already comfortable talking to, as they often don't completely understand feelings or issues i may have with art or writing.

i want to get better about that though! whether it's on here or discord or otherwise, i really want to get more comfortable talking to other writers + the like about things we all do instead of awkwardly putting something out there when everyone's offline and then worrying about how i come off or sound.

5. come up with better replies to nice comments and feedback than yelling thank you and putting some form of heart emoji in afterwards. i'm really bad at accepting compliments so anything from a simple 'loved this!' to dissertation-level compliments makes me a little emo, and i want to get better at expressing my gratitude for kind feedback on my work.

tagging @hershelsue @dryourtearsaway @ialwaysknewyouwerepunk @thedevilinmybrain @larrysballetslippers @polaroidlouis @non-binharry and anyone else that i might've missed and who would like to do this!

Indefinite Hiatus.

To anyone reading this, I ask that you respectfully do not reblog this post, as it is very personal, thank you. That being said, the post is long, I’m a writer, what do you expect? But there were so many things I needed to get of my chest, whether anyone reads it all or not, simply doesn’t matter. I had to speak it all out, in order to move on. I will as such hide it under a cut, in case anyone should be curious why I am going on hiatus. Which I don’t usually do, I tend to just take off for a couple of days when things bother me enough to leave. But I thought this time I had to make an announcement, as it is quite possible I am simply just done with this place, and wont be returning. I simply don’t know at the moment, and none of what I write in this post, is written as a form of attention seeking, nor a way for me to get people to show me attention or beg me to stay. If I’m going, I’m going, and there’s nothing anyone can say that would make me stay. I simply make the announcement out of the respect for the few followers I still have some respect for. I wont just up and leave with no word when there’s people on here I still care about. So to be abundantly clear. This is a hiatus. I might be back. I might not be back. Only time will tell. I may some days hang around to check up on cc, you may even see me reply a person here and there, and not reply others. This isn’t anything personal towards anyone. I am simply a person who constantly bend over backwards for everyone else, then push myself repeatedly aside. And I am officially done with it. From now on if you see me online, on any sort of platform, I will not feel bad in any sort of way for not being available, simply because I am online. From now on I will only engage in things that resonate with me, when they resonate with me. Anything else steals my peace. And I no longer want to allow that. I might be gone a couple days, I might be gone a month. Maybe you wont ever see me return, and that’s that. I will take the time I need, even if that means for good. I will no longer put others before my own well being. I might even come by to reblog this post a few times, simply for the fact that I spent many hours, weighing my words, trying to make them as polite, yet clear as possible. I spent lots of time and energy on this, so if I during my hiatus come by to reblog it, it’s not a way to seek attention, or more likes/comments. It’s simply that I made a large effort, and I want as many of my followers to read this, so there’s no confusion as to why I am suddenly gone. If you want me to clarify further than that/you’re curious what finally made a “kind” person give up, it’s all below the cut:

I’ve been sitting on this for a couple days. Debating on whether I should say something or not. But I’ve come to the conclusion that I want to be as transparent as possible, in hopes that, it may, help someone else avoid being in a similar situation. Maybe someone will learn something along these lines of words I so carefully have put together. Preventing someone else from getting hurt. One can hope. And I also hope by speaking up, I can release the negativity I have been carrying, and set it free. Preventing it from weighing me further down. A few days ago, I entered one of my oldest characters, Odette, into a model casting, for Billsims. An experience that should have been fun and enjoyable, but instead resulted in making the decision to pull Odette out of the casting, to avoid Billsims potentially getting in trouble. You see, on the application info post, Billsims mentioned that it would be nice if a bit of info would be written about the sim we would enter, but it wasn’t a must. I decided, as a writer, to write a bit about my character, cause you betcha, as soon as someone mentions they might want a few words about a character of mine, -and my words start spilling like iced tea on a hot summers day! So I added the basic info I thought Odette herself would find important. Among that, I mentioned she’s a ‘Romanian Gypsy’. I did this to best clarify what Ethnicity she has, and what she classifies herself as. If I had simply written ‘Roma/Romani’, many people might not have understood what was meant. And I wanted to be as clear as possible about her, plus the word Gypsy, is simply what she has chosen for herself. I furthermore added she’s a proud woman, and a Pagan. Surprise surprise, someone didn’t like this info, and decided it was okay to point that out on my application post.  I still don’t understand some people’s need to constantly nitpick at anything they see online, specially in public, and specially when it comes to people simply having a hobby, enjoying said hobby peacefully, without harming anyone. Now, the post is still up on my blog, the comments are still there. Anyone is free to go have a look if they wish to know exactly what was said. But that being said, I hope and would like to think my followers are old enough to not attack anyone. Please. It wont solve anything. I also ask that no one bother Billsims about the matter, he was perfectly wonderful about it all, and had no issue with neither me, nor Odette. I was the one who decided to pull her out of the casting, in order to protect him, he even told me I was more than welcome to enter someone else. I decided against that however, to protect my peace. Something a very wise person told me to do. Thank you. I stopped replying to the person after my first reply, simply cause I saw no reason to engage in a debate that would lead nowhere. It seemed as if they already had a rather twisted view of me or my character or what was going on, quite possible a mix of it all? So I let them stay in their belief. Trying to convince them otherwise seemed like a tedious task, I had no energy to take on. And I instead went for advice from a trusted person, and enjoyed a long peaceful and uplifting conversation, rather than a fruitless quarrel with someone that was already so sure I was out there doing all sorts of harmful things through my character. I suppose the person commenting wasn’t a follower of mine, and if they were, I cannot imagine them to be a longtime follower. You see, I am aware Gypsy by now is often seen as a ‘slur word’, as this person was trying to educate me. I do not write something into my characters without making at least some sort of research first. Had this person been a long term follower, they would have known, I rarely ever use that word. As a matter of fact, not so long ago, I posted the bio of another character, Gabriella, she was also listed as ‘Romanian Gypsy’. So is the rest of the Lupei clan that both Odette and Gabriella belong to. They have always been listed as such. Ever since I started on Simblr 5 years ago. No one has ever commented on it before. And when I posted Gabriella’s bio earlier this Autumn, I was even met with surprise that I have Roma characters. So it seems, even long term followers hadn’t noticed. Which must mean, I am certainly not a person spreading the word around. It’s not the first time, I have had to get ‘whipped over the back of my head with a wet newspaper,’ by someone who thought I needed some schooling. I have had that experience twice before. So 3 times in total the 5 years I’ve been here. What a rebel I must be, since I have had to be corrected so many times. Once for having many gay characters in Polyamorous relationships. Once for having twins/blood related characters dating each other, and was as result accused of saying incest is right and spreading it as if everyone should be doing it. Which I never did, and never would. We have Game Of Thrones doing that already. First of, I simply don’t agree with that. I don’t think incest is right. However, I also don’t think it is wrong, if the people involved love each other and can make it work. And yes, that is possible. The person getting their panties in a twist over River and Jackall being a couple, did mention they had experienced incest close hand, so I do wanna defend them, and give them their space to be outraged, since I could understand it was a trigger for them. However, I cannot prevent everyone’s triggers, nor is it my job to do so. It is up to you to avoid your triggers, and to find a way to deal with them, so when someone does trigger you, you can handle yourself the best way possible. The whole world is never gonna wrap you in cotton. You need to wrap yourself. It took me no more than 2 minutes to find a very informative Wiki article about how incest IN FACT can be between two consensual adults, which the individual claimed could NEVER exist. Furthermore it can happen between two consensual adults whom happen to love each other just as dearly as two people in a completely “normal” relationship can. Two minutes research was all it took. Imagine if people would do just a minimum effort of research BEFORE they start attacking other people. Imagine a world like that. By all means, if I were out there on the street corners of the world, with pamphlets promoting incest, drag me to a side and slap me. That aint cool. But I am just over here, in my quiet little corner, doing my own thing, which btw you are more than allowed to disagree with, but don’t come knocking on my door with your disagreement. The very few posts I have ever shown of my incestuous couples, have all been very tasteful. And although it is mentioned on each characters bio, whom they are in a relationship with, I think it’s been years since I last even posted a pic of any of said people. I have posted far worse things, and no one ever mate as much as a squeak about it. Still, you are allowed to disagree, I just wish you would handle it in a better way than schooling everyone who does something you mildly (or even strongly) disagree with, and save the schooling for the real issues such as child pornography, Nazi’s, global warming, racism, whether people should wear a mask or not, and any sort of abuse/bullying. Here’s three alternatives I welcome on the other hand: 1. Scroll on. (I have talked with several of my long term followers, and they have confirmed they don’t always agree with the things I post, but they follow anyway, because they enjoy the majority of what I post, and the rest they simply scroll past. It doesn’t ruin their day, or their enjoyment of following my blog in general.) 2. Unfollow. You are always more than welcome to unfollow A-NY-THING on social media, if you do not like what you are seeing. When you subscribe to something/someone, the moment you no longer enjoy what you are seeing, you always have the chance of unfollowing. It’s not a permanent subscription for the rest of your life. Nor a chance for you to try to change what others are posting about. Specially as long as it isn’t harming anyone. 3. Block. The button exist on the vast majority of social media for a reason. Use it if you believe something or someone is so bad that it/they steal your sunshine. Block block block, and move away from it. If you keep hanging onto something you have blocked, what’s the point really? You’re still allowing it to affect you. Move on. And for the umpteenth time, even if my characters does something/say something/engage in something, doesn’t necessarily have to mean I agree with them/their choices/their lifestyle. With some things I do, others I don’t. I’m a writer. I enjoy writing things that challenges me, and challenges the reader. I simply don’t find joy in writing the typical white picket fence story where everyone fits into society, and everything is butterflies and Dandelions. But at the same time, I also don’t run around nitpicking at the people who do enjoy writing or reading these types of stories. The thing is, it’s fiction, right? I’m not writing about real life characters. So I ask you, do you believe every piece of fiction you have ever read? Does Lord Of The Rings or Harry Potter align with real life? If you can say no to that, then why on earth are you so dead sure that the fiction I write align with reality? For the last time, I do NOT agree with incest. For my characters, which btw doesn’t end at just River and Jackall, I do believe in it, simply for the circumstances of how the relationships happened. But you would have to read my whole story to finally understand it all. But I am not cramming it down your throat, specially if you have already made it clear you disagree. To that I once again want to add, my story is nowhere public, so I am really not in any way educating anyone on incest or ‘Gypsies’ or polyamory or anything else. I think polyamory is cool for the people who enjoy it. Have I personally ever been in a poly relationship? No. But I am at the belief people can do with their private life what they wish, as long as they aren’t harming anyone and everyone involved agrees. And to get back to what this post originally was intended to be about, the matter on Odette’s post, I have a few last things I need to say before I put the matter to rest: I'm not representing all of Romani, when I speak for my character(s). I never once mentioned this is how all Romani is. So if that’s what you read, that is on you and the words you add to mine, not my actual words or intention. I'm simply allowing my character and her family to be whatever they want to be, and call themselves however they see fit. As long as they are good kind people, it shouldn't matter much what they call themselves, as long as they don't use slur words for others. I never once claimed that all Romani is Pagan. Odette is. Her father or twin brother, isn't. Odette comes from a mixed background, and is as such a mix herself. And how beautiful is that? Wouldn't it be a shame, if we were only ever allowed to be just one thing in this life? I am not out here educating people on Romani culture, I am not calling people Gypsy in real life, nor do I do it online. In fact I don't call anyone anything in real life, cause people's skin tones simply doesn't matter that much to me. We are all just shades. No shade is more important than the other. We are all decaying plant food. Really. Odette has proudly chosen this word for herself, just as her family before her has been proud to do so. I have in no way portrayed my characters in the meaning of any sort of slur word. They are all highly intelligent well educated people. Odette is under education as a nurse. Her father is a well known and well respected doctor. Furthermore, they are all shape-shifters, whom can shift into very large wolves. Odette’s father being the Alpha. Wait, does that mean I am calling all Romani werewolves? It’s fiction. I am not standing on some stool somewhere preaching to anyone. I’m just me and my characters. I keep it between them and I 99% of the time. My roomie has a friend whom proudly calls herself a Gypsy. She has family whom proudly call themselves Gypsies. So not everyone views this word as bad. And yes there are real life people out there, who sees the word as positive and call themselves by it. Are you going to run after them too, and dictate what they are allowed to call themselves? Or is that only reserved for Simblr’s you disagree with? You simply can’t box up a whole minority like that and claim the word is always offensive and no one is allowed to use a specific word to describe themselves. Furthermore: Mixed background/ethnicity/religious beliefs/spiritual beliefs is a thing in the real world too, not something I made up over night to harm anyone. 'Gypsy' has never been said as a slur word coming from me, it was never ill-intended, and never will be, just like gay never will be said as a slur or ill-intention coming from me. Yet gay is also a word that has quite often been used as a slur. And still is. So, should we stop using it all together? No. It can be said in good intention, and in bad, it all depends on the person using the word. And people should surely be allowed to call themselves gay, shouldn’t they? Never have any of my Romani characters been portrayed in a bad light. (Or gay characters for that matter, but that's not what the subject is about)   And if they ever would be portrayed in a bad light, it would certainly have nothing to do with them being Romani. I personally see no point in that. My story and my characters are a source of joy for me, I have no intention of bringing racism into it. Now, we can agree that the word Gypsy is by now used as a slur, but it wasn't originally a slur, and once again, I do believe a person is allowed to call themselves whatever they may wish. Odette and her family wouldn't call other people Gypsies, unless they knew they were okay with it, and proud. Added to that, I do not believe a word can be racist or a slur in itself. A word is just a word. A string of consonants and vowels tied together to create a sound. It's the person using the word, who gives it ill-intentions, not the word itself, unless it was deliberately created with the only intention of hurting. Which as far as I am aware, wasn't the origin of the word Gypsy. 'Roma (Gypsies) originated in the Punjab region of northern India as a nomadic people and entered Europe between the eighth and tenth centuries C.E. They were called "Gypsies" because Europeans mistakenly believed they came from Egypt. This minority is made up of distinct groups called "tribes" or "nations." Most of the Roma in Germany and the countries occupied by Germany during World War II belonged to the Sinti and Roma family groupings. Both groups spoke dialects of a common language called Romani, based on Sanskrit (the classical language of India). The term "Roma" has come to include both the Sinti and Roma groupings, though some Roma prefer being known as "Gypsies." ' - Source: https://encyclopedia.ushmm.org/content/en/article/roma-gypsies-in-prewar-europe So to really boil this whole thing down to the bone, so hopefully this wont ever be an issue again: I do not use the word Gypsy in my day to day life. By creating a character who addresses herself as Gypsy AND also happens to be a Pagan, I do NOT in any way indicate that all ‘Gypsies’ are Pagans. I simply state that my character is. Nothing more, nothing less. I do not agree with incest in real life, though I do believe people are allowed to do with their private life as they see fit, as long as they aren’t harming others, and everyone involved is agreeing. I do not promote Poly relationships. Although once again, I’m a firm believer that people are allowed to do with their private life as they see fit yadda yadda... I do not promote being gay or any other sort of sexuality for that matter. Not that I have ever been accused of that, but I wanted to cover it anyway, cause who knows, it might be the next one I should get corrected for. I have a few times mentioned being trans, that was also not in any way a promotion. I do not promote Necrophilia. And here I really must snort. Some years ago (on an old blog, not this one) some very dear followers of mine, gently persuaded me to make some rather graphic pictures of my character Raven, literally f*ck*ng some corpses. It was posted in October as some satirical Halloween-ish post, as far as I remember, and was started from a simple question of, IF, it could be done in ts3? I was then challenged to do it. I did. People clapped. I’m sure others cried. But to my surprise my follower numbers didn’t drop, they increased? No one came running to ‘teach me a lesson’. No one came around to tell me what my demon was allowed to do or not. He was free to do whatever/whomever he wanted. And that’s the thing. There’s so many things in my story, and about my characters, that you don’t know. Cause I don’t post it out there for everyone to see. Cause I am not trying to promote a thing. I am simply here to challenge myself, and along that line challenge the few people I ever trusted to be my readers. You see, I don’t write for the numbers, meaning I don’t write a story that is meant to have a large following. I write for me, cause it is one of the only things that has ever helped me get through life, and fight some of my inner demons, to fight complications, to fight grief, to cope with all sorts of personal things I’m going through, and to have a place to escape to when life is too scary. I write for the content, the depth, for me, not for the fame, not for likes, not for anyone else. This is mine, and I don’t promote it on any scale, I keep 99% of it in private, and the rest I do air in public I air on a very minimal scale. If you decide to get offended about the fact that I drizzled a specific word once on a post, and a handful of times on my personal bios, well, that’s on you. It’s not a word I am out there spreading like a wildfire. People that has followed me for years never saw it till recently. Which should really speak loud of how little that word has ever come from me. I’m a respectable person. I do my best to respect everyone around me. At any time. Even when people don’t deserve an ounce of my respect. But that does not mean I should be weighed down with the burden of never offending anyone, cause then I might as well never speak again. Fact is, now more than ever, people are so offended by almost anything they can come across on social media. Jumping to conclusions here and there, when all they could do is simply ask, before getting offended and as a result decide to school or attack everyone around them. For no one to ever get offended again, we should all log out, and never sign in again. Why does it have to go to these extremes where no one can speak a word any longer, cause everything is an offense, a trigger, a slur? So I stay here in my little corner, doing me, doing my characters the way I like them. It is up to you to agree or disagree. You are free. But don’t come at me expecting I’ll change a thing for you. Cause you will only get disappointed. These people and their story is my way to cope with life, and as long as I am not out there shouting slur words at people or promoting certain ways of lifestyle, or deliberately harming anyone in any form of way, I cannot see why I shouldn’t be allowed. Just as you are allowed to do your own coping. Just as you are always allowed to scroll on, unfollow or even block things/people, you disagree with. Odette stays the way she is. So does the rest of my characters. It wont ever change because someone disagrees. The only way my characters change, is by character development, which mostly they decide for themselves. And I simply don’t see it in the cards that Odette will wake up and not feel Gypsy or stop using that word to describe herself, cause she personally sees nothing negative in it. Nor will she stop being Pagan because her mixed religion/background is making you uncomfortable. There’s plenty Christians out there, with Jesus or Bible quotes tattooed on them, yet Leviticus 19:28 say: Ye shall not make any cuttings in your flesh for the dead, nor print any marks upon you: I am the Lord. Interpret that the way you want it. But allow my character to do her religion the way SHE sees fit, simply for the fact that I am sure you want the same respect. I will not ever change my characters or my story for anyone but myself. You can express your dislike from here and until you get tired of repeating yourself, you can unfollow, you can block, you can even report me and get my posts taken down. You can even take it as far as getting my blog shut down. It wont make a difference. My story has been written for 6 years, some characters was written even longer than that. The story is over 200 book-length-chapters, close to 300 as a matter of fact. If I should change anything for a person I don’t even know, it would be almost 300 chapters I would have to reread and rewrite. Would you do that for some person that came by a post of yours, disagreeing with the way you portrait your own original character? If your answer is yes, I truly feel sorry for you. Lastly I want to say, try to be kind. Try to breath before you go and attack someones way of doing their own thing. Before you accuse someone of portraying something a certain way, maybe take a look at the persons previous work. Is it a one time thing, or is it a reoccurring matter? It may just be an itsy bitsy thing that you are blowing out of proportions, sorta like entering a conversation you know nothing about and then start correcting people left and right. It makes little to no sense, and in most cases, even if you might be meaning well, you end up doing more harm than good. Like in this case. You didn’t get to teach someone something they didn’t already know. You didn’t stop someones inappropriate behavior. What you did on the other hand, was extinguishing someones last spark. Their last will to keep going. You take that to the bank now, and be proud of yourself. Was it worth it? You can always accuse and assume. You’re free to do just that. But maybe in the future, try to replace accuse and assume with politely asking if your ‘concern’ is valid or not. Try to be mindful, try to be kind, try to consider that maybe the person you are about to put on the school bench/attack/bully or whatever you are about to do, is fighting an invisible battle you know nothing about. Maybe you are going to be the last straw for them. So try to weigh it all, is your righteous crusade worth it? Is it worth it to spill your two cents on a possible harmless matter, just so you can feel you fought a righteous battle and took someone ‘evil’ down, whom in fact were just trying their best to survive, by doing the one thing that helps them through it all, in their own little corner, harming no one. You know, there are tons of people like that out there. Making someone online feel so absolutely useless/worthless that they end up taking their own lives. Then blame the victims for it. Now, I might be a pretty strong person, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be at the end of my rope, and you simply don’t know. Do you? Thank you for taking your time to extinguish my last spark.

I’ve been debating doing this for some time now because for months I have been making posts out of tags because, like I said EVERYTIME, Sean doesn’t have to know everything we think. He doesn’t have to get wrapped up in everything. But since people to this day still take posts that I say (and others) and focus on things and completely miss the point and/or take it out of context to then post in the tags so spread false positivity and information, might as well do it then myself!

Truly, honestly, I am exhausted with this community. It’s been the most long dreadful thing year and as a result this year feels like 12 years.

People trying to constantly silence others who are going through actual hard times or voicing their opinions on things (ON THEIR OWN BLOG. MOSTLY OUT OF TAGS). Coming into inboxes to be like “that’s not PMA of you” , “ Seán would be dissapointed in you”, or telling people to “just leave” is disgusting.

How many times must we go through what PMA means? Sean has said over and over it’s not just a “always be happy” thing. That’s not realistic! People have used that (myself included) in the past to actually help themselves in ways as a small reminder. That just because today is bad, doesn’t mean tomorrow will be or that it will always be bad. To better yourself and take care of your mental health, even if you slip up at times. People have taken PMA and twisted it into forced fake positivity that “you must always be happy” and use it AGAINST people. How can people claim to be “‘more pma” and in the same breath say “Sean would be dissapointed in you”?!

Speaking of, don’t claim that Seán would be dissapointed in others just because they said something personal on their own blogs. People have the right to complain about things or have annoyances about things on their own blogs. Someone is annoyed with something irl ?- let them be annoyed. Someone is annoyed that their art doesn’t get reblogs but instead gets thousands of likes? - Let them be annoyed!!

Speaking of art with likes vs reblogs, people truly need to support creators that you like. People in this community who make edits/gifs & art constantly feel discouraged because their art doesn’t get nearly the amount of recognition as the jokes/memes that they make. People can spend hours, days, weeks, Hell even MONTHS on creative projects but when it’s done it gets like hundreds or thousands of likes but only like 38 reblogs (to name a number). But when those same people make a meme or joke post it can get hundreds of reblogs. It stings as an artists and creator. It has been making well known artists in this community lose motivation completely and not even want to creat anymore. But people see it as “shitting on people who make memes” it’s not. People can make memes, most of us don’t care about that, what we do care about is people only liking art (that they clearly enjoy since they liked it or even commented on) but refusing to reblog it. We aren’t saying to reblog or like things you DONT enjoy but if you clearly like it why not support a creator and reblog it? It’s not to boost ego like “oh I’m soooo great!!” its to help creators see that you do enjoy our hard work and that makes us want to push ourselves healthily more to create better things! Hell, there are so many young artists in this community that need support! Give them that! Spread work around, tags nice things, encourage them! Likes don’t encourage artists and if for sure doesn’t help if all you do is reply.

You can enjoy memes or whatever like I said, but when the tags are just constant jokes and hardly any art it’s no wonder why. Because being funny seems to get more attention then putting in hours up days of work. The same memes over and over, jokes going so long that they run dry by day 2, it’s evident where people’s support is. And that’s what’s making most artists leave, they feel discouraged.

But of course I don’t expect Seán do change everything! No one does! He is one person and a busy one at that! I don’t blame him for getting anxious whenever he comes online at all! I know he most likely wants us to be happy and content but sadly he can’t do that for every single one of us. I know he cares, I truly do. I’ve been watching him for years. But as of late it seems to be “joke funny first and only jokes”. It feels disconnecting and commercialized. But during the beginning of the year it didn’t nearly feel like that for me personally. It’s as if communication and connection are gone, which is sad because I don’t want it to seem that way. But it’s not Seán that seems that way too but also the community. It for sure isn’t me growing out of him or let’s plays either because I have 0 issue watching other lets players I enjoy and I also enjoyed him collabing with friends since there was so much genuine fun energy! It just seems like if Seán can’t be funny that he won’t be liked, which isn’t true. I hope he doesn’t feel that way but it sometimes reads as that. I want him to be happy but when he says things that contradict himself I get a bit worried.

People who complain, are upset, irritated, hell maybe even angry at things should be allowed to be. Let people be upset out of tags. Stop dragging everything everyone says into tags to make it “discourse” because it’s not. Most of us just want to scream into the void and pop off, but people dragging it on is what causes the exhaustion. The community desperately needs communication. Talking to each other. Not being “I’m right!!! You be happy and shut up!! Sean look at me!!” Or treat Seán like he is our dad an run to him each and every single time you have a problem. He isn’t some godly figure that can save you he isn’t your dad stop treating him like that to get your tiny bit of instant gratification.

Also, before anyone says, know I’m not attacking or wanting to purposely hurt anyone in perticular. Kids/teens who might see this know I’m not trying to go after you please don’t take this to heart if you disagree. Adults who are reading this I beg for you to please behave as such. Not to say “don’t have fun” because I’m 22 over here having a blast over dumb things unrelated to this post/situation, but to try to read and understand what is being said on why communication is needed.

Tags have been so dead and people are leaving for many reasons and it’s disheartening but I don’t blame them at all.

I was never going to make a tagged post but like I said in the beginning, fuck it at this point! Because I’m tired of people twisting words and taking things out of context to put it into tags. I’m tired of others trying to silence people who have justified complaints who never posted in tags to begin with. I’m tired of forced fake positivity. People using PMA against others.

I am tired

Okay everyone, I’ve got almost 100 prompts for Madney in my inbox now. I’m still taking new prompts, but I’m going to start listing them all in a post so that you all can see what prompts I already have, in case you don’t want me to do one I already have. I don’t mind doubles, I’ll just treat doubles as a new prompt for each person that sends it, but I know not everyone wants to send a prompt that’s already been sent. So here’s the full list of what’s in my inbox. As I fill them I’ll cross them out.

Madney + “For the love of fuck.” from maddiehans

'I'm going to love you. I'm going to love you in your weakest moments to your strongest ones. I'm going to love you when you're happy and I'm going to still love you the most when you're sad. Don't you understand? I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere.“ from jessicatk53

“I’m all good.” “You’re lying on the floor in a pool of blood.” “Not my blood.” from minti-here

“Any questions?” “Constantly.” from minti-here

“Stop distracting me.” “Just one kiss? Then I’ll stop?” “We both know that’s a lie.” from minti-here

“Fuck you.” “Go ahead then.” from minti-here

“How quickly can you cum?” from maddieandchimney

“If you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?” from maddieandchimney

“I’m not jealous! its just…you’re mine!” from maddieandchimney

“Were you just masturbating?” “U-uh... no... I was just...” “Want some help?” from maddieandchimney

“Are you trying to turn me on or are you really just that oblivious?” from maddieandchimney

“I’m going to put on some clothes before you say anything else.” from maddieandchimney

“Put that thing away!” from maddieandchimney

“Ah, you’re playing hard-to-get. thats cute.” (I changed it for my own satisfaction from maddieandchimney

“I’m not going to touch you unless you beg.” from maddieandchimney

“We’ve been at it like rabbits, how are you still horny?!” from maddieandchimney

“Ill just have to cum inside you then.” from maddieandchimney

“I’m going to put on some clothes before you say anything else.” from jessicatk53

“I’m sure i can get some kind of sexual gratification just from staring at him if i try hard enough.” from maddieandchimney

“If you cant sleep…then how about we have sex?” from jessicatk53

“I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that.” from maddieandchimney

“Take off your clothes.” from jessicatk53

“Did you just look me up and down and then bite your lip? ‘Cause if you did we’re having sex. Right now.” from maddieandchimney

“If i have to pull over, you wont be able to walk for the next week.” from maddieandchimney

“Are you sure? Once we start, i might not be able to stop.” from jessicatk53

“We’re in public, you know.” from jessicatk53

“Would you just shut up and kiss me already?” from jessicatk53

“Don’t make me take you home and punish you.” from jessicatk53

“Just let me finish this/this level and i swear ill go down on you until you cum at least three times.” from maddieandchimney

“The only way you’re getting off is on my thigh.” from maddieandchimney

“You’re n-not ,um, w-wearing anything under that, are you..?” from maddieandchimney

“Don’t walk away from me” from jessicatk53

“If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god.” from maddieandchimney

“If you cant sleep…then how about we have sex?” from maddieandchimney

“Watch me.” (I mean could you imagine Chim’s face if a very naked Maddie said that to him???) from maddieandchimney

“Tell me how to breathe in and feel no hurt” from jessicatk53

“We’re quite the team” from jessicatk53

“First one to make a noise loses.” from maddieandchimney

“From the moment I saw you, I knew I was in love” from jessicatk53

“I didn’t know you were so sensitive.” from maddieandchimney

“Are you sure? Once we start, i might not be able to stop.” from  minti-here

“Try to stay quiet, understand?” from maddieandchimney

“You want me to give you your book/phone/item back? Make me. from  maddieandchimney

“Are you trying to turn me on or are you really just that oblivious?” from  minti-here

“I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly.” from  maddieandchimney

“I thought you were the one person who wouldn’t hurt me” from  minti-here

“I didn’t think heaven existed. I was wrong” from minti-here

“Quiet, I need quiet to access my brain’s full potential” “Are you trying to make pancakes again?” from minti-here

“I don’t usually give into peer pressure, but I’ll give into you” from  minti-here

“Did you just fall down the stairs?” “No, I gracefully performed a mating act I saw online. Did it work? It was called damsel in distress” from minti-here

A whumpee who has suffered so many wounds that when old chronic pain flares up and Caretaker asks what hurts, they aren’t even sure which injury to blame from maddieandchimney

Madney + “I want to hike up your skirt and take you right here.” from anonymous

“This isn’t what it looks like.” from  jessicatk53

“You’re a genius with facts, but you’re really stupid with people.” from  jessicatk53

“I know what I want, when I want it. So get over here.” from  jessicatk53

“I made the mistake of thinking ‘This can’t get weirder.’ Sorry.” from  jessicatk53

“I’m yours, in every way you’ll have me.” from  jessicatk53

“I didn’t say “sex party” as in orgy.  I said “hex party” as in witches.” from  jessicatk53

“I lost the baby.” - for when Maddie decides she can’t raise a baby with Doug and so, she runs from  maddieandchimney

65. “Look at me—just breathe, okay?” - for when Chim makes a completely innocent comment about the dishes and Maddie is taken right back to Doug. from  maddieandchimney

To their surprise Whumpee leans into their touch, eyes closed, mumbling, “No, it feels good…” That’s the first sign Caretaker notices that they have a fever. - my phone won’t let me copy the whole thing but please??? from  maddieandchimney

“I can’t do this anymore.” from  jessicatk53

“Does it ever occur to you that I am done talking? That I am done with reflecting upon my words and action? Can’t you just take a fucking hint that I’m done with you? I don’t want anything to do with you anymore.” from  jessicatk53

“How am I supposed to ‘love you’ when I never had feelings to being with.” from jessicatk53

“You’re damaged goods and I can’t find the patience to take on you as a project.” from maddieandchimney

“Why can’t we just talk about it —” from  maddieandchimney

“You’re a god damn mistake, that’s what you are.” from maddieandchimney

“Why can’t you just look at me for one god damn second!” from  maddieandchimney

“Why can’t you just learn to let the fuck go.” from  maddieandchimney

“This, us, was a fucking mistake and I should have known the second things went further than planned.” from jessicatk53

“Why are you — saying all these things??? Where did they come from???” have at it ya fuckin’ demon!! from cardi-sea

“Did it over occur to you that I never wanted this to begin with?” from  maddieandchimney

“So, how should we break the news that they’re going to have a new baby brother or sister?” Madney pls🥺 from anonymous

“I think we should have another.” from  maddieandchimney

“Our kid is totally the one who wanted to build a pillow fort, not me.” from  maddieandchimney

“It’s 2 am but you’re craving cake and we’re both up anyway so let’s bake in our underwear.” from  maddieandchimney

“I know we had a big fight but we still need to decorate the house for the holidays.” from  maddieandchimney

“I beat you at Mario Kart and now you’re banishing me to the couch for the night?” from  maddieandchimney

YES!!! "I planned out this super romantic proposal and you just ruined it by beating me to whole proposing thing.” from  maddieandchimney

“I just came home to you crying while watching a movie, please tell me what’s going on.” from  maddieandchimney

“Sometimes I just can’t control myself when around you.” from  maddieandchimney

Just imagine moody sick Maddie 😂 “It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.” from  maddieandchimney

“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.” from  maddieandchimney

“You can’t die. Please don’t die.” from  maddieandchimney

“i hate to break it to you, but you’re not supposed to do any strenuous physical activity for the next couple weeks, and if i have to personally make sure you don’t every waking hour of the day then i’m fully prepared to do that.” from  maddieandchimney

“stop trying to act like you’re not bleeding out in front of me!! this is serious!” from  maddieandchimney

“i hate to break it to you, but you’re not supposed to do any strenuous physical activity for the next couple weeks, and if i have to personally make sure you don’t every waking hour of the day then i’m fully prepared to do that.” from maddieandchimney

“your feelings matter too! i can’t help you if i don’t even know what’s making you upset!” from maddieandchimney

“listen, asshole. i’m gonna carry you home whether you like it or not. you’re not in any condition to get there yourself.” omg i love this one for buck and maddie from cardi-sea

❝I’m not taking that medicine, it’s disgusting.❞ from maddieandchimney

“your feelings matter too! i can’t help you if i don’t even know what’s making you upset!” from maddieandchimney

Cats Out Of The Bag (JJ Olatunji)

The video came out of nowhere. You were at work when Jide had texted you asking to come over to his apartment right after work. You had texted back agreeing. It wasn't odd for you to go over to his flat after work anyway, but you weren't the couple that spent every waking moment with one another, and you had gone to his place the night before. Worry settled deep in your chest as you managed to finish your workday, though it seemed like it only lasted longer than it normally would. You texted him to let him know you were on your way over now, but as you were closing out of your messenger app you couldn't help but notice the influx of notifications you were receiving. You were a pretty private person when it came to your social media and personal life. You didn't have a locked account or anything, but you definitely were not one to be in the limelight. Most people would call you a hypocrite for dating a youtuber, a large youtuber at that. But you loved Jide, and there was no lying about it.

To be completely honest you had met through friends, Talia to be exact, and had hit it off instantly. Sure you had seen the videos and cringed at his pick up skills, but outside of Youtube, he was different. There was no awkward pick-up lines, or talk about him using you. You were pretty sure he was the one for you, and the year and a half you had been together was proof of that. Sure hiding your relationship for such a long time period was hard, very hard. But it was worth it. You had never felt more secure, and JJ told you the same. You were going to come out slowly that you were in a relationship, but you didn't want to be online any more than you were normally. It was the perfect little plan for the two of you. However, Logan Paul had another idea.

Little did you know that the blonde-haired man child had posted a video with many pictures showing you and JJ holding hands, some of just your face, and others even showed the two of you sharing a kiss. The date was a rare occurrence for the two of you as you were both busy people. JJ was constantly traveling and you were always stuck doing something for work. It was meant to be a private moment which was now plastered on the internet for literally anyone to see. When you had walked into JJ's shared flat, the first thing you noticed was the concerned look on Simon's face as he stared at the flat screen tv. You didn't think much of it until you looked up and noticed it was a picture of a couple kissing. It took you a moment to realize that the couple happened to be JJ and yourself. Instantly, your heart dropped to your stomach and you felt your stomach churn.

JJ walked out of his bedroom and frowned seeing your shocked expression. "Baby.." He started, trailing off as he noticed your quivering lip. You had never felt more violated before. Everyone was in on the private life that you had done so well to protect. He took two giant strides towards your body and wrapped you in a hug. His arms wrapping around your waist and he encouraged you to lean into him. Almost as if it were instinct, you nuzzled your head into his neck and let your emotions overcome you.

"I know you don't want this to be public, but we have to say something." JJ started. "The things he said about you Y/n, I can't let that slide." He continued. It was then that you realized you hadn't even watched the video, but you had no intention to if you were being honest.

"We should make a video, and post it." You answered, nodding slowly. Although it was a giant step in your slow-moving relationship, it was one that was necessary. You could practically hear the comments now. Begging and demanding for an answer that you shouldn’t have to give, but in the end, it would make things easier. Jide looked at you hesitantly and quirked an eyebrow. 

“Are you sure?” He asked seriously. He knew how you were about your privacy, and the two of you had done so well beforehand keeping your relationship just that, private. This would be a new step for you, and there would be no going back. His fans weren’t dumb and could figure out all your social media in a matter of minutes of the video, and even though your accounts may be private, you would definitely be swamped with notifications. You thought about it for a moment but nodded.

 “We have to, people are already figuring out who I am, and they aren’t being exactly nice about it.” You said truthfully. After about an hour of more discussion, and trying to figure out what the best possible way to film this type of video, you finally were able to sit down and talk to a camera. Something you really were not comfortable doing. You sat down on the bed in Jide’s bedroom and huffed, fixing your hair for the tenth time, or so it seemed. 

“I promise you look amazing baby.” JJ encouraged you, smiling softly before turning on the camera and then moving to sit beside you. He kissed your cheek before turning your face to look at him. “I promise you no matter what I still love you, and nothing a blonde haired prick could ever make me regret being with you.” His words. You smiled at him and quickly pecked his lips before turning to face the camera. JJ tried to start his video like normal, although it wouldn’t be hard to see that he was obviously upset. 

“Hey guys, today, on a more serious note, we’re talking about someone and something very personal to me.” Jide started out. You twiddled your thumbs and smiled nervously at the camera. “A lot of you have probably already seen the video that Logan Paul had made about me, and yes, he was telling the truth for once. I do have a girlfriend.” He looked down at you and smiled, nudging you slightly which made you wave your hand slightly.

“Hello.” You spoke softly. You felt so shy in the moment, not even wanting to speak. But you knew you’d have to say something eventually. It would only make things worse if she stayed silent. Especially with the things that Logan had said about her. She had personally never met the guy, yet he spoke out against her like she was the absolute devil. 

“Just to clear some air, her name is y/n, she wants to be more private with this for obvious reasons, and she is not a slag.” JJ said seriously. You snorted and laughed making him bust out laughing as well. “No, but seriously. The things he said about y/n were really out of hand.” He said after he had calmed down. 

“I’ve never once in my life met Logan Paul or his family. I don’t really know how he figured out who I was.” You answered truthfully. You tried thinking about the best way to ask for privacy, huffing when it seemed impossible. However, thankfully your boyfriend seemed to be good at this type of thing. 

“Y/n and I obviously weren’t public for a reason, and we’d like to keep it that way as best as possible.” He started, looking at you as you smiled and nodded. “Please just leave our relationship alone. Yes she’s my girlfriend, there’s going to be some sort of limelight now that it’s out. But, just leave her be.” He said seriously.

The two of you continued to finish the video, and then posted it without much editing. It wasn’t long for the video to get a ton of views, and even more comments, which JJ assured you didn’t want to read. Little did the two of you know they were all great and supportive. After putting away all the equipment, yourself and JJ spent some time lying in his bed. You with your hands resting under his shirt, rubbing his stomach and chest lovingly. And JJ playing with your hair nonchalantly. 

“Guess the cats out of the bag.”

commission fic for @ari-trash, who asked for demon!Anti and a very lustful Chase (inspired by this twitter thread)! I hope you enjoy!

(Read it here on AO3!)

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Chase slipped through the curtain of the confessional and sat down quietly, making the sign of the cross as he waited for his priest to speak.

It seemed like the silence stretched on longer than normal - or maybe it just felt that way because of his shame - but eventually his priest began. “May God, who has enlightened every heart, help you to know your sins and trust in his mercy,” he said in his warm, kind voice.

Chase nodded at the man’s slightly shadowy figure through the screen between them. “Bless me, Father, for I have sinned,” he recited. “My last confession was nine weeks ago and these are my sins.” He took a breath and lowered his eyes, guilt rising up in him as he listed off all that he’d done. “I’ve let myself be… lustful. Promiscuous. Six times this month I’ve gone home with men I met in bars and had sex with them. I’ve been drawn to pornography, I watch it often at home; even in public a few times, on my phone with earbuds, if I think I can do it without being caught. And I - I posted a video of myself masturbating on an adult website because I wanted others to - ” He swallowed hard, his face hot with embarrassment. “I wanted others to see my body and post lustful comments so I could read them and enjoy them. In addition to all of this, I have allowed lust to cloud my mind too many times to count; I think about engaging in obscene acts almost constantly. That is all I remember, Father.”

He tried not to shift or squirm as finished speaking, every inch of him filled with shame. Why, why had God given him this to struggle with? Sins of the flesh were the most humiliating of all to confess, and he should know, considering how many times he’d been in this exact situation before seeking forgiveness for similar transgressions. Why couldn’t he get a hold of himself? Why did he have to be so - so damned insatiable?

“Describe your sinful thoughts to me, my son,” his priest said. “What is it that rises up in your mind in these moments of weakness you have?”

Chase shrank into himself. His blush must be up to the tips of his ears by now. He didn’t want to admit to the dirty details, they were so embarrassing; but his priest was only trying to help him, right? He was a good, kind man. His voice was soft and soothing as it floated through the thin screen separating them. He was a man of God, he could be trusted. And his voice was so gentle, drawing the truth from his tentative lips like a kiss. His voice could be trusted.

“I… they aren’t moments of weakness, Father,” he said. “It’s all the time. It’s nearly every minute of the day. I’m always, always thinking about sex. I think about - I specifically think about being taken by other men. Letting them… use my body as they please.” He squeezed his legs together tightly as a new wave of heat spread over him; this time it wasn’t shame. This time it was excitement.

He began to panic as he realized. Oh no, please, no, he couldn’t be like this now! Not in front of his priest, not in the middle of his confession! He had to stop, he needed space to breathe and calm down, he needed -

“Go on,” his priest prompted tenderly. His voice was so strangely wonderful. Chase had never known a voice to sound so nice. Hearing it calmed his racing thoughts immediately, though the heat within his body remained.

He didn’t need to leave, he thought, all the fear draining away. He needed to keep talking. He needed to confess, confess to everything. Just like his priest had told him to in his lovely, lovely voice.

“I fantasize about being fucked hard,” he said, not even giving a thought to how he’d just used vulgar language in church. “I want to be bent over and spread open so huge, fat cocks can shove inside me. I want to be a whore, I want to moan and drool while I’m pounded by dick after dick and filled with cum. Nothing is ever enough for me, I always want more; even after I let the men I meet in bars take me home and fuck me I’m still not satisfied, I have to use toys - I have so many toys, I ride them until I can’t even walk. That’s what I posted online, a video of me fucking myself with one of my dildos. People said it was so hot, they called me a slut in the comments… I loved it.”

“Are you becoming aroused as you tell me this, my son?” his priest asked. Chase realized foggily that he’d taken off his t-shirt; he was holding it loosely in one while his other hand was fumbling with the button of his jeans. When had he started to take his clothes off, he wondered, his mind feeling distant. And when had it gotten so hot in the confessional? It felt like someone had lit a fire, his skin was shiny with sweat and he swore the air in front of him was wavering with the heat.

“Yes, Father,” he said through increasingly heavy breaths. His heart was thumping loudly and his cock was hard and aching in the pants he was struggling to take off. “I’m very aroused, I’m - I’m so horny, Father. I want to be fucked right now, I want a cock inside me right now!”

His priest spoke again and now his voice was deeper, darker, different, but no less beautiful and every bit as compelling as before. “Touch yourself, child,” he purred. “These thoughts and desires of yours are overwhelming, aren’t they? You must satisfy them. Touch yourself.”

He stopped trying to shove his pants and underwear down and just pulled his cock out to start rutting into his hand mindlessly. Everything just kept getting hotter and hotter and this whole thing was wrong but it was making him feel so good. “I want you to touch me,” he whined. “I want you to fuck me. Will you? I want it so much… you’ll be rough like I need, right? You won’t be like everyone else I’ve let have me, I know it, I know you won’t; you’ll make me a slut like I wanna be. You’ll fuck me right here in church and make me scream so everyone here’s and knows I’m being a little whore in the house of God. You’ll do it, won’t you? Right?” His hand was pumping up and down his cock so fast it was nearly a blur. He tried to work his other hand down into his jeans to finger himself, but they were too tight and his skin was too sticky with sweat and the desperation to have something, anything inside him was driving him insane.

“Please fuck me,” he begged, pressing his forehead against the delicate screen keeping him from his priest. “Please, you - you did this, you made me so horny, you have to help me! Your voice…” He trailed off, trying to catch his breath in the intense heat of the confessional. “I love your voice, it takes everything away… everything except this. I don’t know why I came here, I don’t care but please, fuck me! I’ll do anything!”

“Anything, boy?”

Chase gasped. He was there in front of him, his priest - but he wasn’t his priest. He looked like his priest, he had the face and body of his priest, but… his eyes. His eyes were pitch-black and searing as they gazed down at him in amusement.

It wasn’t his priest. It was a demon wearing his priest’s flesh. And Chase didn’t care.

He threw himself at the demon, wrapping his arms around its too-hot body and grinding his cock against the stolen robes it wore. “Yes, anything!”

“Will you give unto me your body?”

“Yes!”

“Will you give unto me your mind?”

“Yes!”

“Will you give unto me your soul, child?”

Chase all but sobbed, overcome with lust. “Yes! All of it! Everything, anything! You can have it! Just fuck me, please!”

The demon placed a hand under his chin and tilted his head up, directing Chase to look at him. He’d changed; the face and body of his kindly older priest was gone and now the demon looked… like Chase himself. But sharper, leaner, far more dangerous. His eyes were still a glittering black and now a horrible, gaping wound had appeared on his throat, oozing dark blood onto his collar bones and bare chest. Somewhere in his clouded mind Chase understood that this was a terrifying creature and he needed to run for his very life.

But he needed it to fuck him. So he squeaked but didn’t struggle as the demon slammed him against the wall of the confessional with one hand, using the other to tear Chase’s jeans and underwear to shreds with a gleaming knife that materialized in his palm. Chase felt the blade ghost over his skin as it destroyed his clothes and shuddered at the ice-cold touch; it was a drastic contrast to the suffocating heat all around him.

“Good boy,” the demon rumbled in his ear, lifting Chase up by his hips like he weighed nothing and pulling his legs around its waist. “Your soul is a lovely little thing, I’m quite pleased to be its new owner. Now, I believe there was something you needed?”

Every last trace of air was snatched from his lungs as the demon rammed its cock inside him, burying itself to the hilt.

Somehow it didn’t hurt; there was no pain aside from the usual semi-pleasant ache that came with being filled. The demon gave him no time to adjust to its - truly massive - size before beginning to thrust hard, using its grip on Chase’s waist to bounce him up and down like a toy.

“You’re all mine now,” it said over the flood of moans and cries that spilled from Chase’s lips. “Every little piece of you belongs to me. You’ll be a treat to have down in Hell, I’m sure of that. If you’d care to know the name of the one you now serve, I am the demon - ”

It spoke a word that clashed within Chase’s ears and made him cringe. He didn’t understand the name at all and he knew he could never hope to repeat it, but the sound of it was horrible.

The demon laughed at his reaction. “But you could have no use for such a name. You may call me by the first part of it: Anti. Or better yet, simply call me Master.”

Chase gasped as the confessional caught fire - bright green fire. The flames overtook the walls and the curtain, burning them away and surrounding Chase and the demon Anti. Instead of crackling and popping, the fire shrieked and cried like tortured souls. Anti kept fucking him, slamming against Chase’s prostate over and over as the fire rose up around them. Chase could do nothing but wail in pleasure as the blaze consumed them.

“Look at where you are, my pet,” Anti said, letting his cock slip out of Chase’s opened hole so he could turn him around. He manhandled him effortlessly and once Chase was arranged how he wanted - his back to Anti’s chest, facing outward - he dropped him back down onto his enormous cock and continued making Chase ride him. Chase whined at the sudden emptiness and moaned loudly at the return of Anti’s cock - his Master’s cock, his demon Master’s huge perfect cock that filled him up so good - but didn’t forget the order Anti had given. He looked out at all that stood before him and his eyes widened in shock and awe.

He was in Hell. It was everything and nothing like he’d imagined it to be.

“Welcome home,” Anti murmured with a hint of a taunt in his voice. He wrapped his hand around Chase’s throat for a moment and when it fell away something hot, heavy and metal appeared in its place.

A collar. He whimpered, cock twitching and dripping.

“Consider that your uniform, little concubine. Although it’s still missing its final touch.” Anti began to fuck him even harder, even faster, even rougher. Chase howled, back arching and eyes rolling back in his head as he was totally, utterly ruined by his Master’s cock.

“You begged to be filled with cum, didn’t you? Well, fear not, pet; your cup runneth over.”

[TW:  S*xual Abuse, Coercion, Gr**ming, Predatory Behaviors] Spreading Awareness

It took me a long time to get the courage to write this. This is personal, but also can be used for reference to avoid getting manipulated by those who just want to hurt you. This goes out to all my older and younger followers. This post talks about gr**ming, manipulative behaviors, and some personal advice on how to avoid these certain behaviors/people. More information below the cut.

When I was 13, I met a group of friends through an online gaming site. At first most of them seemed to be cool to me, since some were between 2-5 years older than me. I started to chat with them online everyday using a system called chatango(dunno if its still running atm). It was posted all over old anime websites(not sure if they still are now). That was how I met most people. Due to my upbringing, I never felt safe around my parents. My only friend irl at the time constantly sexually abused me. This led to me only making friends via online chat systems like Chatango and Xat.

At first, things did go really well. But since that’s how most gr**ming starts, I want to warn all of my young followers of the warning signs. This is from my personal POV so keep that in mind:

Saying you’re “mature for your age”, esp. if mentioned after telling your age

Constantly trying to ‘teach you’ about life, focusing on sexual things in nature

Saying your friends are ‘less mature’ than them to give them credibility

Isolating you from you healthy-minded friends

Rushing the relationship/trying to make you feel ‘special’

Manipulating you into being their sole source of comfort* 

Making you keep secrets about some of the things you do/discuss

Making you feel worthless, saying stuff like ‘without me you’re nothing’

Raging at you when you do not follow as they want/like

Coercing you to do sexual acts you do not want to do, either but physical or mental abuse

Performing sexual acts in front/around you and demanding you comment on them

Expecting you to drop everything to hang out with them*

 The ones I marked with asterisks are typically situational/may not happen depending on the person in question. I had experienced a man who I had fallen for unfortunately since I thought he was my way out of my depressive state and dismal living situation. He did all of the above things to try and get me to do sexual acts for him. That first guy, we’ll call him T, worked hard to get me to love him. He had gotten me isolated from the few healthy online friends I had. He even almost got me to meet him in a semi-private area where he would do god knows what with me. Now looking back on it, I doubt the guy was even from Mississippi like he claimed. He knew the landmarks of where I lived too well and tried pushing for us to meet at those places.  Thankfully for that encounter he lost interest after my parents stepped in(but they blamed me for the most part). The worst part about situations like this, if you don’t have a healthy network of people to talk to, is the blame that can come from it. 

The next guy(we’ll call him J) gets deeper into my head and actually got me to do sexual acts on Skype with him. He was much older than me and strung me along. I had fallen for him since I liked his personality. And much like last time, I saw J as an escape from my terrible reality at the time. Things got more serious as I went through high school. We would talk on the phone late at night, joking around. I hadn’t had a cellphone at the time so we would just talk for a while. I hadn’t known it at the time, but he was actually gr**ming me for sexual behavior in the future. He didn’t make more moves in the sexual realm until I had moved out to college. Once he heard I did, he kept trying to get me to perform sexual acts for him. The one time I gave in and did, I realized what had happened. Sure, I wasn’t a teenager anymore, but due to the amount of trauma and abuse I had undergone, it was hard for me to do much critical thinking outside of school work. After, he ghosted me and never spoke to me again. From my traumatic past till now, it really broke me as a person. I never thought I was going to be enough to anyone. Not to a friend, a SO, no one. Now that I am recovering from that history of abuse, I want to spread the word out there to my younger and older followers.  There’s so many people out there that may hurt you. They may seem nice surface level, but if they do most things on that checklist I have above, they’re likely either gr**ming you for future sexual behavior or trying to manipulate you. The reason why I am putting this target to older audiences too is since the impacts of gr**ming can be long lasting. Those impacted by this can be on a bad track to unhealthy relationships with abusive/manipulative significant others. I find this especially hurtful if you do not have a healthy family dynamic to lean back on. Compounded with a negative school and social life, these predators will often find these sorts of people as perfect targets. I strongly encourage if you feel like this is happening to you or a friend, do more research, learn how to best approach the situation, and stay safe. For sometime I thought about helping out those who may be in this situation personally, but I have learned that its best to do your own research and figure out how to best tackle the situation with friends/people who are close to you. Be sure(if you are younger/minor) to reach out to someone you trust as an adult figure if you know your parents do not care/will abuse you.

So, if there’s anyone out there that is feeling lonely/depressed/empty, I beg you, please, please don’t think it gets better with those who are groomers or abusers. They are only there to get what they want. Do research on the person in question, see if anyone else has felt the same way(if safe to do so), research more about gr**ming, and please please stay safe.

I would like to end this as a thank you to whoever ends up reading this far. I feel very strongly on this topic and it has taken a lot of courage and strength to write about my personal experience and talk about this issue. As I stated before, its best to approach these sort of things with tons of research, getting outside help, and most importantly, staying safe.  I wish everyone well and I hope that someday we’ll have a system that can more closely watch for stuff like this.

How Social Media Infected the Glory Pro Circle #1

(or Conversations Most of the Glory Pro Community Would Like to Forget Existed) 

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Summary: Or Ye Xiu is forced to deal with his fans. No one saw what was coming next.Because the alliance wants more exposure (i.e. fame) for the pro gamers, all pros are mandated to respond to questions from the fans.Naturally, this leads to some...strange conversations and some stranger answers. Likely will lead into AU TKA UniversePart Story, and TKA fun. Will include some social media.

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Chapter #1: When Reddit Happens

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Congratulations all! Due to the huge popularity and demand, the alliance is opening a Reddit forum to allow fans to ask their favorite pros questions.

*Note: All pros will be listed with the following style; Team Name/Name

As a reminder, all submitters must abide by the rules. Any inappropriate questions will be removed, and the users will be punished.

Edit #1: Silver Equipment Questions can be directed to a separate AMA here.

Edit #2: Theories and Analysis of Current and Past Matches can be found here.

Edit #3: Everything about the Rare and Mysterious Ye Qiu is on this thread.

New! AMA Ye Qiu Thread, click here.

LastManStanding4all:

What games did you play professionally and how much "training" was required before you were ready for tournament play?

Top Answer (Star) Upvoted 689

Exellent Era (Xue Mingkai): I played plenty of games, but I started really getting serious around the time Glory came out. I played about 4-8 hours a day until I thought I was good enough to start going to tournaments but, it took a few months for me to get good enough to do well at the tournaments.

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Prettyspiteful:

How common is it for a somewhat weaker gamer to beat a stronger one? Is it like baseball where even the Royals will often beat the Yankees, or more like chess where a 1400-rated player will NEVER beat a 1,700.

Top Answer: (Star) Upvoted 894

Tiny Herb (Wang Jiexi): Pretty uncommon. This can vary a lot from game to game but, generally speaking the games and settings are selected to be as skill based as possible with very few random factors. So big upsets can happen but, whenever they do happen they are usually a fairly big deal within that games community.

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Newbie2Glory:

Is there one guy who's generally acknowledged as the best all-around pro gamer?

Top Answer: (Mega Star) Upvoted 12k+

Excellent Era (Wu Xuefeng): Captain is generally considered the best player. He is known as the Glory Textbook for his skill and knowledge of all classes, inventing moves, and creating tactics. If you would like to learn or are interested in playing Glory, here are a few of his guides.

*Note: Excellent Era will be uploading the Complete Beginners Guide to Glory By: Ye Qui on their team's website.

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Lols4Life:

What's the longest playing session you've ever put in? Do you ever go to bed and see game images dancing in your brain?

Top Answer: (Star) Upvoted 1.4k

Excellent Era (Yin Xiong): I would guess about 8-10 hours, although that would be with a couple breaks in there for food and such. Also, yes, the game images in my mind before going to bed does happen. Constantly. But its better than laps with Xue Mingkai, or dodge practice with Ye Qiu.

     AllergictoSecrets:  What does that last part even mean? More info, please?  Upvoted 5k+

              Excellent Era (Xue Mingkai): Way to out me. Expect more laps Nurse. And fyi YQ is the one who orginally made me run laps. Upvoted 5k+

                      K.Lin: I have so many questions. Upvoted 3.4k+

                            Dazzling Blossoms (Sun Zheping): YQ running laps? I call lie! YQ doesn't do excerise. If he needs to get anywhere he'll just push himself in his computer chair. Upvoted 250+

                               Excellent Era (Qin Tianran): I have to wonder if this is the reason why WXF crushed you so badly in our last fight. YQ doesn't read anything online but vice-cap does and he knows within seconds of someone insulting YQ. Upvoted 1.2k+

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Ye Who Shall Not Be Named:

Isn't there a little part of you who misses the days when controllers were no more than A / B + directional arrows? I gave up on videogames once they added 15 different buttons + a rumbling gyroscope or whatever that thing is.

Top Answer: (Star) Upvoted 3.0k

Jade Dynesty (Lin Yi): All the time. Except I don't think I could take it if we were still playing using the old controllers and YQ still managed to beat me.

  Blue Rain (Fang Shijing): Why do all these answers always seem to mention YQ. That guy gets enough attention! Upvoted 1.02k+

    [deleted] Windward Formation comment was removed for cursing.

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Taking_Notes:

How do gamers get sponsors?

Top Answer: (Star) Upvoted 1.03k

      Hundred Blossoms (Zhang Jiale): Oh boy, I guess I'll answer this question since no one else has. There are a few methods, I'll list the ones I've seen work but there are probably more I don't know about... [click to see rest of comment]

         Excellent Era (Qin Tianran): In the words of captain, 'too bothersome'. Upvoted 987+

              Jade Dynesty (Lin Yi): And yet there are still calls for him to do adversting... Upvoted 1.01k

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SnowDancer:

Can you tell us any interesting facts about pros that aren't really known? (I'm asking about cute stories, or generally facts, I don't want anything too big.)

Top Answer: (Star) Upvoted 15.03k+

Excellent Era (Xue Mingkai): Captain Ye's eyes in pictures. Apparently that actually happens.

 Excellent Era (Wu Xuefeng): His love of waffle fries. Upvoted 4.31k+

   Excellent Era (Xie Ming): His fashion sense. Upvoted 3.54 k+

      Excellent Era (Qin Tianran): Is that why you dragged him and Dancing Rain shopping? Upvoted 5.62k+

         Excellent Era (Xie Ming): Obivously. Though I cannot say whether it worked. Upvoted 6.32k+

              Wild_Fighter: I love how this turned into EE facts.

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AskingtheRealQuestions:

I've seen all the pros answer a question at least once,but I've never seen YQ. Is he ever going to answer anything?

Top Answer: (Star) Upvoted 18.31k+

Excellent Era (Yin Xiong): Someone finally noticed.

  Excellent Era (Qin Tianran): Depends if we can unearth him from his gaming chair Glory. Upvoted 5.02 k+

     Excellent Era (Xie Ming): Captain Ye is very hard working. Upvoted 2.31k+

       Excellent Era (Wu Xuefeng): And apparently all knowing because he says to go practice. Upvoted 6.32k+

          Excellent Era (Qin Tianran): %#$%#%#$%#$ Going! I'm going!

              FindinGsOMEAnswers: WXF is team dad, and I ever knew I needed this fact in my life.

Game Master [NM MegaSound]: Due to a huge amount of emails and requests YQ will have his own AMA on this thread.]

Excellent Era (Xue Mingkai) I think I speak for everyone when I say finally. Upvoted 25.49k+

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Ye Xiu sighed as he was pushed into learning about Reddit. Ever since the Alliance had managed to gain popularity during its second season, there was a greater focus on advertising that he couldn't quite understand. Pro Gamers, usually seen as lazy, unemployed people were now being thrown into the spotlight and even though he had thus far managed to avoid being forced into doing anything, his luck had apparently run out.

Unlike other interviews and sponsorship meetings that he could get out of by paying a fee, this new Social Media thing was apparently important enough to force changes. Wang Shi, the Chairman himself, had come all the way to Excellent Era and begged him to take part, even offering incentives that he knew Ye Qiu couldn't ignore.

No fees for interviews? Done.

No fees for Sponsorship meetings? Done.

But it was the final two incentives offered by Tao Xuan himself that Ye Xiu had faltered for.

Ownership of both Dancing Rain and Autumn Tree[1] if he answered questions and gained a minimum of 100 asks.

And so, that was how, Ye Xiu found himself in front of a computer, not playing Glory for once but patiently listening to Wu Xuefeng explains the ins and outs of a social media site—

"Do you understand, Captain?" Wu Xuefeng asked leaning back in his chair.

Ye Xiu nodded and watched his vice-captain leave to go lecture Qin Tianran and Xue Mingkai both of whom were starting to fight again.

Moving his mouse to the AMA question email inbox, Ye Xiu started scrolling through the questions already submitted. To his surprise, there was far more than a dozen, or even a hundred. Glancing to his left, he was shocked to see the 999+ hovering by the inbox. He had never thought he would get so many questions, rubbing his eyes, he got to work.

It was going to be a long night.

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AMA: Ye Qiu Edition [2]

StraightTalker:  When you tell a non-gamer that you play professionally, do they usually react positively or negatively? What about people you've been romantically interested in?

OneLeafofTwo (Ye Qiu)

    I once told one of my family members I was going to play professionally. I ignored the next five minutes of him telling me to go home. Most reactions are negative. The only positive reaction I had was from a friend. Never found anyone romantically because I was too busy winning championchips.

ManBearPig:  What's the weirdest thing you've ever been asked?

OneLeafofTwo (Ye Qiu):

      Is Old Han part of the mafia?

SundialQ:  If you hadn't become a battlemage in the pro scene what class would you have choosen?

OneLeafofTwo (Ye Qiu):

      Whatever class was needed or useful. Except for Cleric. My friend choose this class for me because there was too few good battlemages when Glory first came out and Battlemage was a highly complicated class.

UbvranCover:  What's one thing you regret about your Glory Career?

OneLeafofTwo (Ye Qiu):

     Having to be under spotlights during matches.

PrinceofFluffy:  There are rumors that you are an alien. How do you reply?

OneLeafof Two (Ye Qiu):

     Disbelief. How is this even a question?

CasefilesKK:  When you go out do you keep wearing your mask?

OneLeafof Two (Ye Qiu):

     Without. There's no point to wearing the mask if no one knows what I look like.

BloodFollowsFight:  How do you feel about ALLYe?

OneLeafofTwo (Ye Qiu):

    All What?

OnePieceofGold:  How do you feel about HanYe?

 OneLeafof Two (Ye Qiu):

     What does this even mean? Is Old Han trying to beat me?

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That first post is like a spark that seemed to set off everyone in the Glory community. Other pros were weighing in and forums everywhere were exploding as users were screen shotting their questions, most beyond shocked that the highly elusive and rare God of Glory was actually communicating. Wiki pages once so bare of data of the most powerful and shadowy existence that was the battle god were quickly edited and re-edited as more and more answers begun appearing on Reddit.

The moment that the news went viral, the newspapers were filled with information, and before long even more and more questions started being sent to Ye Xiu, to the complete shock of Wang Shi and Tao Xuan, both of whom knew that Ye Qiu had a following the Glory community but neither of them knew it was anything like this.

Already, Ye Qiu's AMA was trending on Weibo and nearly every social site that was even remotely popular, and yet no one was asking him to unmask. It was mind boggling because Ye Qiu thought that would be one of the only questions he would receive, and yet from all the hundreds of questions he answered, it had only appeared a few times.

Unfortunately, even though he had met his goal in the first few hours of his posts, the number of questions in his box was still exploding.

How was he ever going to finish this mess?

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Thankfully, he didn't have to wait long as after Tao Xuan made some calls to the PR group they had on retainer for situations like this. Based on their information and a suitable recommendation, Ye Xiu was given an assistant to help streamline the process, so that instead of him having to type everything manually he could do other things, such as captain his team.

The assistant was incredibly efficient and moved several questions over to a new thread that was due to open in the new week, while she deleted a large number of rather misleading, or crude questions. She worked with him, while he sat at the computer, or at his desk typing up comments to questions.

And so, Ye Xiu thought that was the end of it.

He was wrong.

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[1] In this fanfiction Tao Xuan had kept Autumn Tree and he had just been waiting for YX to purchase it back from him. However, even at rock bottom prices, YX was having problems getting the money together while being fined and taking care of Su Mucheng. In addition, as this fanfic takes place during Season 3, I headcanon that Su Mucheng is finishing up in the EE Training camp and her card was purchased (Though I don't know if this is actually a thing that happens.)

[2] Unlike other Reddit thread Ye Qiu is answering questions after the fact, instead of during a time slot like is normally done. I don't know if this possible, or under what circumstances, but here it is.

Reddit will not be the only social media site I add.

Questions were borrowed/created from the AMA on Reddit and Jobstr, all their work belongs to them.

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Think before you say

Trigger warning ! : sexual assault/ abuse

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My heart is breaking. It is 1 in the afternoon on October second, and I should be doing my home work for my first class on my way to do something in the field of psychology where I can do something to help the victims of sexual assault and abuse. I have found my purpose in my life and I believe it is my DUTY to emotionally help victims of sexual assault and abuse.

I don’t talk about my past very much on public platforms because I’ve heard people don’t like hearing about people’s problems .. and that these are hard topics to hear about ... but maybe so many people are so ignorant because people aren’t talking about things because it’s hard for people to hear?

I should be doing my home work right now but I can’t even concentrate at all because the only thing circling my mind is how inconsiderate and ignorant so many people are towards victims of sexual abuse. My heart is breaking and I am appalled.

I was raised to treat people with kindness. To treat others how you would like to be treated, so because of this it is literally in my nature to give people the benefit of the doubt, I put myself in peoples shoes and think “ how would I feel if ____ was done or said about me “? And I guess I just have a hard time understating why other people don’t do this is as well?

If I heard about a tragic incident that I have never been a victim to I would not make comments about assumptions of how the victims are feeling or not feeling, why they are or not doing something. And I don’t know why so many people are making comments about how and why victims of sexual assault do or don’t do certain things ?

It is more obvious to me now than ever that people are ignorant to what victims or sexual assault go through. I do not expect people to be psychologists and to already know why people that are victims do or don’t do certain things... but I expect people to be KIND and before making comments they can ask questions in their head and research it first before sounding so rude/ sassy or inconsiderate. If I heard about something happening and I didn’t fully know why people who were apart of it were saying or not saying things I wouldn’t be rude about it, I would do everything I could to be kind and research what victims go through.

How would you feel if half the world were making comments about YOUR trauma that no one REALLY knew about but YOU? It would make things SO much worse than it already is.

Those who are not victims or sexual assault/ abuse or harassment will NEVER fully know what its like to be a victim. They can research all they want but they will never fully know what it like to go through the after affects of being sexually abused. And that is why I think if you’re not a victim yourself and if your not willing to look into why victims don’t do things, I mean this in the kindest way possible : please keep your mouth shut.

I log into face book and I want to see pictures and new text statuses of what my family and friends are up to but ... instead I am bombarded with post after post followed by comments of a sexual assault case. And suddenly there are tears streaming down my face ... each comment I read that is against the victim/ survivor makes me put myself in her shoes .....so if people think this of her ? Would they think this of me? What would happen if my abuser decided to run to be in power and I wanted to TRY and see that he didn’t get granted any type of power ... would all these people be against me?

I am not going to make comments on the political side of things because why ? Because 1) I am not fully educated on how the political side of this all works and the laws and what not ... so I’m not going to make comments about that 2) everyone has their opinions so I don’t share political things on social media because I don’t feel like having this debate with close minded people BUT what I will make comments on is what I am educated and passionate about: the emotional side of this all. Below I will state some comments I have read followed by examples of my own past.

It absolutely BREAKS my heart to read comments like “ she waited so many years to come forward she HAS to be lying !” The first time I was sexually assaulted I was 11, the abuser touched me in some where I honestly didn’t even know existed on my body..so I didn’t know it was wrong. He told me not to tell anyone, I was young and naive so I listened to him. I didn’t tell anyone .. not even my own mom until I was about 17. What if I knew this mans name and remember exactly what his face looked to be able to identify him and see that he was running to be in power.... what if I came forward and spoke up about what he did to me? I’ve seen people comment that she didn’t even tell her best friend when it happened so it must be false ...so you’re telling me that if I didn’t tell my best friend that I was abused in the YMCA swimming pool at 11 ... it never happened? I didn’t even have a best friend since we just moved into the area..

When I was 12 I was sexually abused multiple times by a family friend... he manipulated me and messed with my mind. I didn’t tell anyone because I didn’t want the person in my family who was friends withy abuser to loose that friend in their life. The one time being a considerate person didn’t do me good..

When I finally told my family about what he did, my parents confronted him and he denied it at first then finally he said he thought I “ wanted it” I was 12, scared and didn’t want it. What if he were to run to be in power? Would I not be believed because his argument is that I wanted it? Because I didn’t fight back?

When I was 15 a boy I liked in high school gave me my first kiss but immediately afterwards through me on the ground and sexually assaulted me. I was in shock and didn’t know what to say or do. We “hung out” again and the same thing happened. After that I didn’t want to see him outside of school again. He harassed me in the middle of the night almost every night through phone calls. He would call me and and yell at me to “ moan” to him ... I didn’t even know what that was ... and he’d tell me to send him nudes or else he’d tell our classes what “ we” did and even worse. It didn’t matter what I did or didn’t do that he begged of me... he told our classes what “ we” did sexually and made up lies about me and people called me names and I lost “friends”. This went on for months and I finally told my mom about a fraction of what was going on... I was scared and speechless. I just remember going home from school sitting on my bedroom floor and playing Selena Gomez’s music and crying and thinking constantly that my things would just be better if I weren’t alive anymore. No one saw me for me anymore and I was just seen as an object by my abuser and as a slut by the people I was hanging out with at school. My mom begged me to report it to the school and I begged her not to because I didn’t want to be even more humiliated at school. I finally reported it when I asked the kid if he’d “ ever leave me alone” he laughed at me and said no. We had science together next and I couldn’t stop thinking about the next two years at that school being an absolute night mare: my teacher noticed I was tearing up and pulled me out of class: in the hallway I cried and and cried telling her EVERYTHING that happened to me over the last 5 months. I couldn’t stay silent anymore. So she took me to the office to report it ... I did and they gave the kid a “warning”. I remember being SO pissed that they didn’t do anything else. And I remember getting texts from random numbers threatening me saying they knew I told .. I was scared. Knowing nothing came from me reporting I learned to stay quiet.

When I was 16 Sleeping at a family friends. I was awaken by being sexually assaulted. That one hurt me.... I knew him since child hood, and I was in such shock. Even someone I knew practically my whole life only saw me for my body and not for my heart. I didn’t say anything then because I was in such shock and I didn’t want to loose his wife as a friend. I didn’t tell my parents until I was 20.

I wonder: what if I heard he was running or applying to be in some sort of power and I didn’t want him to be because he’s an abuser and he made an argument saying he’s never done it to any other kid and his wife would have backed him up saying he’s a good man? People seem to think just because he didn’t do it any other time then the ONE time it did happen it must be false. You think you know someone... but you don’t. Just because someone didn’t murder 20 other people it doesn’t mean they didn’t murder that one person. Just because someone’s never been known to lie before doesn’t mean they aren’t lying this one time. Just because someone hasn’t been known to be an abuser to multiple people doesn’t mean they didn’t abuse this one person ...

When I was 19 I went through a horrible episode of depression that came from a breakup of a relationship with someone who cheated on me multiple times. I beat myself up for so long thinking it was all my fault because I wasn’t worthy of love.

I became desperate to prove to myself I am worthy of someone wanting me in any way. I started talking to this guy through online dating, we never met in person until two years later ....

When I was 22 and at a bar I saw this guy that I had talked to for awhile two years prior. We started talking. One second the bar was full and the next thing I remember it was just me him and my friend. He asked me to walk with him to his car and that led to him sexually assaulting me. This time I was older and I knew I should report it .... but I had no proof. A week after the incident I remember it so clearly....I got off of work and sat in my car, I didn’t want anyone at home to hear me on the phone. Because even though I know my family loves me there’s always this voice in my head telling me that if I scream and cry with emotion... then I am pathetic and being to dramatic. So I call the police department and I try to report what happened to me. They said because I couldn’t remember how forcefully he grabbed my hand to put it on him it doesn’t count... but I so clearly remember him telling me to show him my breasts so he could touch them and I said no, and him lifting my dress up to touch them himself I remember him kissing in me llamas me just standing there like a numb statue .. They said my drink might have been messed with and I should have gone to the hospital right away to get tested. And they “advised” me that because we had talked before that he probably thought I wanted it. I said no.

I remember hanging up the phone and crying, screaming and hyperventilating in my car. My head was spinning. I couldn’t believe it at first and then all of a sudden a thousand echoes filled my mind screaming at me “ you’re not worthy of anything, you don’t matter, your experiences don’t matter, no one will see you for you, my personality will never matter if all I’m seen for is my body” after about two hours of this I decided that if my 22 year old self couldn’t get justice then I would HAVE to get justice as a minor. I thought to myself “ I CANT live like this I can’t live just thinking I don’t matter and no one really cares”

I called the police department back and tried to report the incident that happened to me when I was 12, I knew his exact name and I thought I could take him down. They said it would be complicated to press charges but we can try.

I sat and cried for another thirty minutes and wanted to make my pain go away. I am terrified of physical pain so I wasn’t going to hurt myself so I thought getting away from the town my trauma happened at would help. I filled up gas tank and started driving out of town.. no destination in mind, I turned back around when I had to go to the bathroom and I looked at every police car I was passing up thinking maybe they’ll see I look like Im distraught and help me. I got a call from the police department saying someone was going to come to my house to help me fill out a report of what happened to me at 12 years old so I went home and waited. I filled out the report and a few days later talked to an investigator and police. I told them what happened as best as I could remember ... I kept my composure and only started to cry when they were asking very detailed questions that forced me to remember things I had tried to forget. One of the comments I’ve seen people make is that if the victim isn’t showing emotional pain while being in question then it probably didn’t happen... I’m sorry I didn’t know we had to be emotionally distraught for the rest of our lives in order to be believed we were sexually assaulted. What if I wasn’t crying the whole time I was reporting my trauma, Would I have not been believed?

A couple months passed and I didn’t hear anything back, I called them back and they said that my abuser has chosen to use his right to remain silent... yet again being shown I don’t matter.

For months and months I was very depressed. The tears wouldn’t stop falling from my eyes, I did everything and anything I could to some how make the depression go away, I traveled, went to concerts, I didn’t let myself be left alone because then my mind would go to scary places.

Around Christmas time I got a job at a warehouse for a delivery service, one of the supervisors, he was in his 50s, he sexually harassed me, word for word said “ I’m curious to see what you would look like in a provocative picture” I was immediately freaked out and wanted to run out the building and leave. I had a panic attack and cried. I went home and cried. All the thoughts of worthlessness came rushing back to me. I reported it and the only thing the company did was transfer him to the other location and said they didn’t have any proof and maybe if they had more people saying it, it would be believable. This was crushing: if I didn’t literally have a video of him full on rapping me it didn’t matter? I felt uncomfortable knowing some older man was looking at me work and wondering what I looked like naked and that should be enough to do something about. And one isn’t enough?

You wonder why people don’t report ? Because we are shown no one cares enough unless you have DNA proof from the abuser or an actual photographic evidence that it happened. You wonder why people wait years to report? Because maybe we were a CHILD and listened to what some people told us like don’t tell anyone. Because maybe we wanted to make it go away by forgetting about it, because maybe I didn’t want to take away other people’s friendships. Because maybe I didn’t know how to articulate the words of what I just went through. What does reporting the abuse do? Put them in jail to punish them for their actions and so they can’t do it to other people?

Besides being worried no one would believe me to be able to punish the abuser ..... I was to wrapped up in my own mind thinking about how much emotional pain I was to think to immediately report it to make it not happen to other people. Not because I’m selfish but because I couldn’t think straight at a time like that. The abusers not only put me in such a emotional distraught from being sexually assaulted and abused but I literally have been affected by these trauma in way a lot of other people don’t know such as disassociation. Literally around the time I was assaulted for the first time in late elementary school is when I started to zone out of school... started to struggle. How unfair is it that something that happened to me I had no control over has Affected me for the rest of my life even in school? I have to work twice as hard to concentrate and remember things just because some sicko put me through trauma.

So I ask you to please please remember the emotionally hard things victims of sexual assault have to endure the next time you think you have the right to comment on sexual assault victims in general.

Once a Witch... Always a Witch.

I'd like to begin with asking you to keep an open mind as you read.

Keep these questions to keep in mind to assist you ~ How does this all make you feel after reading it? Do you believe it to be even remotely possible? Who are we to know  [or claim we know] what happens once the veil has been crossed after death? Is the soul, spirit, or divine inner being within all of us capable of communicating things to our subconscious until it becomes conscious, or at the very least a certainly plausible reality?

... I'll let you decide after reading. Please share your thoughts in the comments.

I died, and when this happened, I was sent a message from a past life. I have now returned from the gates of the afterlife; sent back by Anubis after the weighing of my heart, having been shown I had unfinished business to return to here among the living. -Rae Rowley (author)

This message I was given is that I am the reincarnation of Margret Scott. Do you know who she was? The name is likely familiar if you’ve followed the Salem Witch Trails or read about them in any detail...

But first of all, how did I get this message from Margret? Could she really be a past incarnation of my own inner divine being/spirit/soul?

In December of 2020, for reasons I won’t get into, I made an intentional attempt to take my own life utilizing prescribed medications via an overdose (which clearly didn't work! Don't recommend.... 0/10...) ... Naturally, I told no one, of course, and the attempt resulted in me being in bed, alone, and sick for days. I simply told anyone who asked that I had the flu and insisted I be left to rest alone... And in the age of Coronavirus; when you're sick, people really try to avoid you... Which means symptoms, actions, the inability to eat or drink, and so much more go completely unnoticed.

It’s really uncertain what happened to me or my brain, chemically, in those days following my attempt... No one knows for sure how or why I survived taking what was assumed to be over 40-60 pills... but I truly believe that during that time I died. But, somehow, for some unknown reason, I was given the opportunity to return with Margret's story for others in hopes of raising awareness and creating a safe haven for other ‘witches’ and outcasts such as myself. (See link at the bottom of this post).

After 'meeting' Margret and getting this message, when I returned to the living world I only maintained memories from Margret Scott and not many from my actual 'self'... I began speaking irrationally, I talked in circles and about nonsense; no one could understand me, not even my husband... And during that time, I kept telling everyone “they” were trying to burn me at the stake....

This of course made no sense at the time. I was speaking nonsense. Right? ...

Welp that literal crazy talk was the final straw that landed me in the hospital (thankfully)! ...Unfortunately, I further experienced trauma both related and unrelated to my memory issues while I was there.... My stay was over an 8 day period. During that time, I had forgotten [if that's even the right way to describe it?] entirely what or who in my life was real. I began to question my reality altogether - scary shit at the time, believe me! I actually recall asking someone over the phone during my time in the hospital (my husband or my mom, perhaps?) if my children were real... Because I truly believed I'd imagined them and was a legit crazy person by that point.

... You don’t realize how thankful you are for everything and everyone in your life until you begin to believe they were never there, never with you to begin with...

After returning home from the hospital, having missed Christmas with my family and returning home just before the New Year, I began having dreams. Or rather, they weren't dreams, but almost clips of something (memories?) I couldn't possibly have... Caring for animals I'd never had, rocking children to sleep by a fireplace I never had... So, one morning at 3 AM when I could no longer sleep due to these images and thoughts constantly running through my head; I began to do some random research online until I found answers regarding who was reaching out to me.

Having done some digging into the messages I was receiving, I learned that I was (or I am, depending on how you look at it) personally Margret Scott. We had somehow become connected through this experience, and I believe our trauma was what created this fusion; this bond, this melding of minds and information. She was here all along, I know that know, but I was so blind to not only how what I'd been through my whole life impacted me, but I have also been so intensely unobservant to what other peoples histories are.

We spend so much time focused on ourselves, our flaws, our successes, our inadequacies, our goals, our dreams; that we forget to pause and pay attention to what everyone else has or is still going through. We make assumptions and judgements every day without even being conscious of them! And my time in the hospital only proved to me how out of tune humans truly are with one-another...

People are dismissive and ignorant, even when we want to appear helpful and sympathetic. We want to pretend we have all of the answers when we're in a place of power, and refuse to listen to others whom we believe "don't know better" or who have had extremely different life experiences from us; because how could they possibly know what you've been through?! But the truth is; we're all the same. Humans, animals, plants, living beings; we are one-in-the-same. Margret knew this as a practicing Wiccan woman, and yet she was cast out and murdered for her spiritual, physical, and material differences.... She was hung for witchcraft.

Margret Scott

Margret was an immigrant born in 1616 who immigrated with my family to the United States. In 1642 she married Benjamin Scott and they were later “awarded”/given farm land in Rowley County, Massachusetts to care for and tend to in order to benefit and repay the community they were now a part of.

Margret and Ben had seven children total; four died early on in life (increasing her risk of witchcraft accusations- high mortality rates among infants were always blamed on the women who bore them...😒), while three grew old and moved on to have lives and families of their own. Margret appeared to be closest with her son, Benjamin Scott, named after his father, but her relationship with her children becomes rather unclear as later you learn they never made an appearance at the trials, nor did they come in search of repayment or restitution for the family's name being tarnished due to the accusations which were (much) later overturned.

After their children had grown, Benjamin (Margret’s husband) passed away in 1671 due to illness. Once her husband was gone, Margret was left alone to care for herself, her land, and her home all alone... and for years she did so! She managed to live off what her husband left behind for her nearly 20 years!

But, as a widowed woman, she was inevitably led to the need to beg her neighbors for assistance. She'd grown old and at the age of 72, she very likely began getting rude or nasty when her neighbors eventually started turning her away as begging became a regular necessity... Her own adult children seemingly never coming to her aid... She was probably feeling very alone in the world. And it was this bad timing for Margret, regardless of who she was or how she reacted to being turned away as a beggar. Because being an elderly widowed outcast with a history of child death surrounding her; she was the perfect target for her accusers to peg as a witch.

As her own frustration likely grew in the growing absence of goodwill from her neighbors, so did the contempt her neighbors felt for her... this woman, assuredly an outcast in society, had no where to turn in her darkest days and was now likely being viewed by neighbors as a nuisance. She was now poor, hungry, and very probably cold if she could no longer chop her own wood for her hearth... let’s remember, she was 72 when hung for Witchcraft... it was October when she was hung... Yet there was little charity or kindness left in the hearts of her neighbors due to her regular requests for assistance (how else was she supposed to provide for herself as a woman in her 70s?! Alone, without her husband any longer nor the support of her adult children?!)

Now, at this time, I have something to point out as a very odd coincidence: Margret Scott was the ONLY woman from Rowley County, Massachusetts to be hanged in the Salem Witch Trails... My married last name... is Rowley. And just around the same time I began having these post-hospital dreams/memories, my husband’s aunt (his father’s sister, a Rowley by blood), told me that she knew when she met me she was meant to be my spirit guide in this life for reasons she did not exactly disclose... but I've learned since then that she believes in many of the same things I always have, coincidentally... (And believe me, my husbands side of the family is not woo-woo at all!) And, truly, prior to her saying those words to me, I’d never had much of a conversation with the woman! ... But this is all coincidental, right?! More on this topic at a later date, but I discovered a bit more and dug much deeper into Magaret's emotions during a session I had when I went see Aunt April's friend and Reiki practitioner (actually, this practitioner is one of April's past-life relationships! Weirded out yet?)

Anyway, as I was saying, poor elderly Margret was later hung for Witch Craft in Salem due to accusations made by 17 and 19 year old girls. The official statement made by one of her accusers can be found above. If you read closely, the written testimony recorded during the trails states that “Wiccan Scott” (not Margret specifically) came to her in the night in torment, pinching, choking, and supposedly "pressing" the girl... Another girl, recorded only as "M.G." in documentation, made claims that Margret was involved in acts of witchcraft (magically hitting the leg of a man with a stick- the man claimed he felt this so it was therefore ‘verified’ as true🙄), and despite Margret’s denial, they used this “evidence” against her.

Because her original accusers from Rowley County were from two prominent and wealthy families, Margaret never stood a chance... And what's worse is, as the same with the other women hung alongside her at Gallows Hill, no one seemed capable of speaking up for her.... Her family never came to her aid when she was begging others for firewood, food, and likely other supplies needed to survive the harsh Massachusetts winter ahead... They never came to her aid when she was arrested for witchcraft, and they never came seeking restitution for Margaret.

On October 2, 1962 (O.S. September 22nd) Margret was hung along with several other victims of the trails... but her story doesn’t end there! Oh no. It gets worse!

How does it get worse after death? Well, many victims families later had these accusations of witchcraft overturned and/or received restitution for the murder of their loved ones due to those accusations. However, no one ever came in search for Margret’s restitution. Not her children or even any other kin who could possibly lay claim to it... And while every other victim was slowly absolved of their “witchcraft” crimes, Margret was never proclaimed innocent by Massachusetts until 2012! 2012?! Roughy 300 years after being murdered by her neighbors?!?! Why?

Now.... to finally close this [incomplete] story... I have one last little tidbit that should strike you through your heart as cold as it had mine.... because this is significant. Or, at least it's significant to me!

Margret Scott’s body was discarded in a what was likely some kind of pit or ditch along with the other Salem Witch Trial victims that day. BUT, when the bodies were retrieved either claimed by kin to be buried or by someone else to be burned and otherwise discarded; her body was never found...

Literally no one (willing to share, anyway) knows what happened to the remains of Margret Scott. She has been memorialized, of course, as a victim of the trails and she now has her own official headstone... but what truly happened to her body? No one knows where she physically went... but I know she’s somewhere out there.... Someone cared enough to retrieve her remains AFTER her murder, but never to speak of it or seek restitution. Why? Who did this? Was it family? Was it a friend who couldn't speak up out of fear of being accused themselves?

... we’ll never know.... 🤷🏻‍♀️

But here I am... Still kicking... Here to tell her story...

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Belle’s Story - The Misogyny of Devin Faraci, the Alamo & Working as a Female Film Critic

After my story went public I offered my blog to be used for any other woman who was targeted by Devin Faraci, the Alamo Drafthouse, or misogyny within the film community at large. I promised that I would allow them to stay anonymous, and simply print their own experiences in their own words. Today I received an email from a woman asking to have her story heard. It is her hope that by being the first to come forward anonymously others might be empowered to do the same. For the purpose of keeping each story straight they will be given an alias inspired by a character in film.

This story is from “Belle”* (*it should be noted the point of these stories is not to try to name the woman, but to hear her story. Please don’t try to “figure it out”.) I wrote for a number of outlets, more years ago now than I care to count. 

The tale of my days of film journalism are depressing and sordid. Sexism and misogyny isn't just rampant, it defined every interaction.  For example, editor has a plus one, and he offers it to you. "You can come as my date." "Or I can come as your friend?" "You can come as my date." Oh, and he's married. Once, I was very upset at a nasty, sexist comment left in my comment field calling me "a fucking gash." I begged them to delete it, and ban the user. "Sweetie, it's not like it is racism." And yes, I blasted him for calling me sweetie. I put up with it for my entire, short career thinking “Well, it’s just locker room talk and I want people to think I’m cool, so I won’t let it bother me.”  And then you realize no, it’s the reality and when you reject these guys, you’re done.  To confront them was to be told they were joking and be gaslamped into thinking they had harassed you at all. Faraci and I were, I thought, friends. He reached out to me in my early days, and I was beyond thrilled and flattered.  He was a big name. He championed my work, he encouraged people to read me on Twitter and I really thought he was one of the good guys. I constantly defended him against detractors, quoted his scoops and gave him press. In my view, most of my colleagues were unpleasant guys who couldn’t say a nice word about me or my work, routinely harassed me and exposed me to harassment, but were happy to call themselves feminists. Faraci, on the other hand, was a vocal defender who would call out the trolls they wouldn’t.  And we all mimicked his snarky, bully tone. He set the voice for film criticism at that time. Faraci and I hung out at events. Very friendly. He flirted and complimented, and I felt like I saw this sad, sensitive side of him that he didn’t let on to many people.  I remember messaging him and telling him something encouraging about his weight, and he thanked me and said I was very sweet.  Again, I appreciated his support and camaraderie on a very cruel Internet. I already detailed my exceedingly polite rejection of his advances (to the Daily Beast). What I'd like to stress was how nauseated I was the next day -- not only from the alcohol but what almost happened.  I thought well, today will be awkward but I am sure he’ll be cool about it.  We’re adults, we were drinking, it happens and we are friends. But he never spoke to me again. Not on the set visit itself, not after, never again.  He unfollowed me on Twitter. He shunned me.  We could be in the same room together, and he wouldn’t make eye contact or say hi, I was completely invisible.  It was beyond uncomfortable and hurtful. What happened was not rape or assault, but I felt like garbage. I was made to feel as if I'd done something wrong.  Of course, it was nowhere near the level of assault or even harassment, but as a woman, it gets really tiring to feel BAD for not having sex with someone. And it never really went away.  In my last gig,writing for yet another editor who assumed his own female staff was fair game, I was told “Well, see, I was told you fucked Faraci.” I’ve never known where that piece of gossip originated. Devin himself?  The editor who called me up on that fateful set visit, heard Devin in the background, and said he’d tell everyone I slept with him before cackling and hanging up? Even when I myself went to work for a branch of the Alamo, and Faraci KNEW I worked for his same company, he still shunned me. It was a pretty blatant snub, and one that didn’t exactly go unnoticed.  Drafthouse patrons knew me and my work.  I’d be called out at dish pit because they recognized my voice from podcasts.  “Why don’t you write for BMD?”   “Eh, not interested."  It's conjecture as to why, but i felt strongly that one rejection was the reason. Amusingly, he once passed me in the hallway of Drafthouse while I was carrying dirty dishes, and actually said hi, but it was because he didn’t recognize me at all.  I joked about it with some friends — as I recall, I made a Les Miserables joke about having fallen so far into the gutter that my old colleagues didn’t even recognize me. Devin heard about it, and was angry that I hadn’t identified myself. When I reached out and said “Well, it was me, hi Devin,” he never even acknowledged me. There is simply no way Tim League didn’t know about Devin’s so-called dark side, or ever believed he was some sturdy feminist.  Faraci’s work on CHUD was full of T&A and oogling. He proudly shared a video clip of himself gawking at Scarlett Johannson’s butt.  He had a profile picture of himself looking down a Medieval Times wench’s dress — and it was the replacement for the profile picture of himself gaping at a booth babe who was wearing nothing but duct tape. This was Devin.  This is all of online film culture, this is the Drafthouse.  When they introduced their new female programmer, who was set to focus on girl friendly programming, her official Drafthouse photo was of her in tiny underwear/shorts, sucking on a lollypop in her pink bedroom. I should stress that I’ve never interacted with League directly. I worked a franchise, so we had our own GM and owners. There has been a lot of ugliness with the Alamo’s franchising, and just what League will claim to have knowledge of or direct action in.  I do know that Tim seems to have a persistent death wish to keep bad blood around. I had a lot of fun working for the Drafthouse initially.  I started before they even broke ground, and helped them run their outdoor events publicizing their theatre. I loved everything they stood for.  When they opened officially, I applied to work as a server. That’s how badly I wanted in. But, to my delight, my past efforts for them were remembered and I was moved from food to programming. For its first summer, I was basically its creative department, though “officially unofficial." I had confidence this nebulous position would be permanent. One day, the boss calls me up and tells me he is hiring a new Creative Manager, and I’d have a new boss. I was never offered the position, told it was open, nothing. He listed the candidates he'd rejected -- one of whom, he complained, never showed up to the events that were meant to be his audition. These were events I had worked -- I'd organized them! Why weren't they my audition? Now, to be entirely impartial, maybe I wasn't a good fit. Maybe they were dissatisfied with my work. I had never been given that feedback or impression, though. Quite the opposite. The distinct feeling I had was "You're not the bearded guy who is our audience." And sure enough, I walked in one day and I had no job. But, I was still loyal! I happily went to work at box office. And I scrubbed their bathrooms and wood paneling.  Anything to stay within the Drafthouse and hope I could work back up to a creative or programming position.  Not surprisingly, that never happened and due to the abusive management, I quit. Amusingly, when I needed a second chance from the Alamo — and had been promised I would always be welcome  — I was told they would not renew their relationship with me.  Second chances are not, it seems, for everyone. Now, it's probably unfair to say that in that I have no relationship with League. He didn't personally reject me. I’m sure he doesn’t know the particulars.Yet he always knew when our bathrooms were shut down for cleaning, and would fire off an email wanting them reopened within the hour.   But that’s the mystery of League and the Drafthouse. Somehow, no one is in charge when someone is getting hurt, and a lot of people got hurt there.  Somehow League is “above it all,” too big for the daily grind of the Drafthouse, except when suddenly he isn’t. This probably reads like I have an axe to grind…and hey, I do. It has eaten at me for years that one factor that separated me from terrific gigs was that I didn’t sleep with the right people or wasn't the typical Drafthouse dude.  Was it the only factor? No. But it's the one that shouldn't even exist in the 21st century. It makes me angry that Faraci is not the only predator, and that all of these guys still have great gigs while many were forced into new lines of work. It is appalling to me that Faraci's superiors felt that non-movie work wasn't good enough for someone of his stature.  Plenty of talented writers are working food and retail. Many juggled these jobs while writing because the pay was so poor. Why was he better than anyone else? And that is a question that lingers like a stink over the whole field. Look at the female voices in comparison to the male. Ask why so many women, who were so prominent in the early days of online film writing, are gone now.  Ask why the same guys get chances again and again. Faraci is not the only offender, but the fact that he WAS one for so long says volumes about who he is, the world he works in, what the Drafthouse enables.

because I’m getting excited about bronycon (august, baby!!), have a brony au with our favorite boys!

(and please, no hating on mlp or bronies, this is just for fun)(also, warning: super long!!)

the boys all got into mlp at various times.  it was kind of like dominos - once one started watching it out of curiosity by it’s popularity, another one would catch them in the act.  chirps would inevitably ensue, but days later the theme song would be heard, barely at a possible decibel for the human ear, from the same guy’s room.  and on it went, until a lecture from a very loud, drunk shitty about society’s expectations on men and saying “fuck you” to the system forced them to ponder on their shame for watching a show for little girls.  they came to the conclusion - who the fuck cares?  they were allowed to enjoy whatever they wanted as long as it didn’t hurt anybody, and it was a good show.  this allowed them to get more comfortable with the idea and finally watch the show together in the living room on saturday mornings.

eventually when they become big enough fans, they realize bronycon is happening in baltimore, maryland - a mere 6 hours from samwell! (boston, really).  and of course, if they’re going to be going, they need to create cosplays!!

obviously, bitty is the quintessential pinkie pie.  with his zest for life, baking, and parties galore, he embodies her persona.   in his pink short shorts, pink button down over a cutie mark t-shirt, and ridiculously patterned knee socks, he zips around the convention like a butterfly, charming everyone he meets.  he also brings pies to share with the convention-goers that don’t want to pay $10 for a piece of pizza.  he likes to go the social media forums such as Equestria Daily as well as the YouTubers, to learn how to make himself an even bigger online presence.  

jack never really got into MLP like everyone else did, but he definitely appreciates the messages.  he watches episodes as background noise to his studying or hockey-play creating, and thinks about the kids he taught in pee-wee hockey and how much they’d like this show.  he’s not entirely sure the names of all the ponies (the pink one is definitely Pinkie Pie, right? And the rainbow one is Rainbow Fast? or something) but the boys beg him to join them and he acquiesces.  they dub him applejack, the down to earth pony who doesn’t take crap from anyone and is as strong as a bull.  he is a great foil to everyone else’s crazy antics, and he’s happy to take as many photos as possible of all the great costumes and crowds.  (and the boys forgive him when he looks at his fake tail tucked into his jeans and asks “who am I again?” mostly because in a cowboy hat and boots he is knocking everyone dead). oh, and freckles, ya’ll.  

lardo, to no one’s surprise, immediately claims rainbow dash.  they all argue for a bit because EVERYONE wants to be rainbow dash, but with a lift of her eyebrow the decision is finalized.  she goes all the way and dyes her hair all the colors of the rainbow, claiming she had wanted to do it for awhile.  she rocks a letterman jacket with rainbow’s cutie mark as well as sneakers and some cute gym shorts.  she goes to the art panels as well as those that teach artists how to break into cartooning and such.  it’s not her usual type of art, but it’s always good stuff to know.  

ransom becomes the show’s star herself, twilight sparkle.  with his anxiety about school and need to be the best in all things education, he is the best to capture twilight’s adorkable nature.  plus, with his connections to everyone on campus and his innumerable facebook friends, he the best candidate for the princess of friendship.  in his purple sweater vest and fake wings he scours the marketplace for rare merchandise.  he is definitely the collector of the group, collecting mostly adult merchandise that should not be played with, such as the funko figurines. seriously, holster once tried to touch them.  he will not make that mistake again.

holster, for his part, makes a great rarity.  he claims to be the “fashionista” of the group, for his part in constantly trying to throw out ransom’s salmon shorts.  everyone loudly disagrees, many stating he has the fashion sense of a white jock, but he holds his head high, dammit!  it also helps that he plays piano, as rarity plays a key-tar in equestria girls.  the group is horribly split between those who think of eqg as canon and those who don’t.  he wears a white suit vest and pants with a purple shirt underneath, and goes to all the forums with the horse-famous as the key speakers because he idolizes them.

shitty, for his part, makes an extremely loud fluttershy.  while not even in the vicinity of the same personality group, he extols fluttershy’s virtues as one of the characters with the most personality development in the show, and will tell anyone who will listen that he is an advocate for the shy and those who feel like doormats.  in a yellow crop top with her cutie mark and a pink skirt, he draws crowds with his soapbox speeches and wild flowing hair.  he likes to go to forums with the show’s creators and directors to ask questions about feminism, the matriarchy, and bronyhood.  and for the love of god do NOT let him out on the streets, because he will confront any scoffing bystander with the question “does this threaten your fragile masculinity?!”

the frogs don’t actually go to bronycon, but the boys coerce them into dressing up as the cutie mark crusaders for a photoshoot before the con.  dex is the long suffering apple bloom, arguably the leader of the group and the one most down to earth.  chowder gets to be the sweet and excitable sweetie belle, while nursey is the talented but disabled scootaloo.  the pictures start out nice, but quickly devolve into pictures of the three of them squabbling and falling over each other in an attempt to tug at each other’s pigtails. so, it actually turned out perfect.

imagine everyone’s surprise when they are walking through the con and come across tango and whisky as derpy and starlight glimmer, respectively. tango gets excited, asking “when did you get here? are you having fun? when did you make your costumes? do you like my costume? I’m derpy!  well technically i’m muffins but I don’t like that they changed the name because it was completely unnecessary-”

whiskey just looks mortified and mutters a gruff “hello.”  the boys sense his discomfort and comment on his outfit, ripped jeans and a t-shirt with starlight’s logo on it.  it's interesting that he’s dressed as one of the most controversial characters on the show, though no one points that out.

and finally, when a few years have passed and jack and kent have become friendly again, kent insists on joining them for the next convention as sunset shimmer.  “it’s ironic and fitting! plus she’s a fucking badass!”  since he and jack are both famous in the NHL now their pictures are taken constantly, kent is not afraid to flirt with the camera.  it’s a controversial topic in the sports world because of the oddity, but he takes it in stride and it goes a long way for help people come to terms with bronies.

after all, what are they but people who are fans of a show with cute ponies, a great message and engaging characters?