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violenceenthusiast · 3 years

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WARNING: transphobia

sorry to intellectualize in your inbox and feel free to like... delete this if it's too heavy or not your thing! but i've been having a lot of ideas about transness in fandom (i'm trans myself btw jsyk where this is coming from) and the whole like... cas-giving-dean-a-male-body thing and today's Discourse wrt that ask lampgate received about "looking trans"

like basically butler says that there's this Thing we all create that's basically an idealized male/female body that doesn't exist. like by labeling bodies as normal/abnormal for whatever reason we create sex, we create normative bodies. we are constantly referencing a non-existent ideal male/female body. claiming that all cis women and all cis men have the same bodies is stupid because they don't. everyone has slightly different hormones and slightly different expressions and that's not even to speak of intersex people who complicate the idea of Normative Bodies even further.

so then oftentimes when i look at transness (more specifically transmasculininity) in fandom - and i mean this in literally the nicest way possible - this tends to get represented a certain way. mostly it's represented in drawings/fics as people who've either had top surgery and have scars underneath their pectorals or people who wear binders, and most of the time they have not had bottom surgery. and while it is important to stress that YES people who look like this do exist and it's good that they are being represented it in no way is the Only or even Most Common transmasculine body. there is no way to "look trans" because there is no kind of Idealized Trans Body in the way that there is an Idealized Cis Body that is referenced. but i worry that in fandom we are creating this sort of Idealized Transmasculine Body by constantly referencing the same type of body that i previously described, which transphobes then weaponize as characters "obviously not looking trans." bc ya know in order to make that statement there must first be a Body That Is Trans.

and then cas bringing dean back in a male body sort of crystallizes this because it both upholds the idea of there being A Trans Body as well as there being A Cis Body. if we theorize about there somehow being a switch between those then there must be some sort of larger concept that we are referencing. it's buying into the non-existent concept of idealized sex, of normative bodies.

(for the record i feel the same way when it comes to temporary gender/sex swap fics. also this doesn't come from a place of "this is bad and Should Never Happen Ever" but more... what are the subconscious philosophical consequences and implications of the decisions we make)

OH addendum to that last ask bc i realize i might've come off wrong: that is not to say that trans people creating content for themselves and others to enjoy are responsible for the existence of transphobia. again i'm trans myself and i LOVE all trans content and i would love to see more of it. i'm just saying that the issue is like... complicated and intertwined and we are unfortunately all still trapped within a system that most people accept as being Right even though we have definitive proof that it isn't

glad for that addendum because that was literally the first thing i was gonna say lol. you can’t pander to transphobes, they’ll always take issue no matter what you do so you might as well just do your thing, yk?

but yea i was a sociology major so this is absolutely my type of thing. basically i agree with you. but i think there is a societal Ideal Type of transness and it’s still very much the “binary trans person who wants to be and look cis and transitions all at once and then passes perfectly and never brings up transness again” which. barf, there’s not enough time to unpack all of that. but at the same time the Ideal Type of transness boils down to: there shouldn’t be one bc it shouldn’t exist. which again, barf. as far as inside the trans community... idk i feel like on average, non trans/med etc. trans ppl are very aware and appreciative of the diversity of transness and the beauty inherent in that? but maybe that’s just my experience. if anything, i feel more worried about intracommunity ideals of transness being warped by whiteness and thinness, if that makes sense. also i think again always good to remember that what any given person posts in fan space will pretty much never be indicative of the full scope of their thoughts and opinions on the subject. but yea also there are ppl where fan spaces are there only queer spaces for example and then what happens if you’re seeing this same image over and over again but it’s not your reflection at all.

i think really what it comes down to with the elements you’re pointing out is that they are just what’s familiar to us? like. 1) as a bunch of twenty-somethings, binders and top surgery, maybe T is about all that most of us have been able to do if anything (at least that’s my impression. OR that may be all we’re interested in, etc. there’s always variation in prefs of course), 2) top scars are just such insanely good visual shorthand, and 3) fanart/fic is always in some way aspirational so as someone who hasn’t gotten to get top yet, i for one like thinking about a dean who got to do that already :)

and yea again any fic/post/etc that has cas changing dean’s body without asking/being asked.... it’s a no from me. bad on the consent side, bad on the conceptions of bodies and gender delineations side, bad on the “right” and “wrong” bodies side, so many things abt it that make me :/. also like even if you have dean brought back in laz rising with a flat chest sans scars, and a whole new set of reproductive organs.... like that’s still a trans man’s body? both literally and rhetorically speaking that still wouldn’t be a Cis Body (assuming you could even define in any meaningful way what it means to have a Cis Body, given the amount of variation in bodies AND the fact that literally every single person is failing the normative bc it’s by nature shifting an unattainable)? but also again, i’m gonna insist that “male body�� as synonym for “cis man’s body” sucks bigtime.

#tw transphobia #asks #i had more thoughts but these are the only ones i could get to be coherent #long post #im assuming this will be long on the dash that is. esp on mobile #anonymous

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cattles-bians · 3 years

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damie vibecca exes au part 8

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obsetress: now i just want fanart of damvibecca at the gym

em: well. pitch it to me comrade ghostfucker

obsetress: idk that's about as far as i got i just reread that bit about vibecca in their matching gym outfits and my brain got stuck

em: hypothetically do u have a colour palette in mind bc i associate gym outfits w like. bright loud colours and

em: idk if it works w our earth sign queens

[em note: emily is a liar and did NOT draw fanart of damvibecca at the gym]

[em note 2: we have the gym art now [x] [x]]

obsetress: i was imagining like charcoals tbh, or jewel tones

obsetress: i could see them in like jewel tone purples or that jewel tone blue green color

obsetress: yeah viola jewel tones or blacks n charcoals

obsetress: becs pastels and camels but jewel tones at the gym

em: it’s about Matching

em: And Destroying Ur Ex (platonically)

obsetress: yeah

obsetress: viola's feeling particularly smug about it but then

obsetress: dani's in an old school tshirt and shorts and jamie's in............ one of dani's old school tshirts and shorts

em: YES

obsetress: not intentionally, she just grabbed whatever was there

obsetress: dani chirps "oh you two look so cute! baby look, they have a matched set"

obsetress: viola arches an eyebrow "and so do you, it seems" and dani laughs "not on purpose, jamie just grabbed whatever was on top in the drawer"

viola: you two... share... a wardrobe?

dani: yeah?

em: god cute

obsetress: cute n dumb

em: they can share nearly everything except pants

em: well. pants as a treat

em: haha pants

em: trousers

obsetress: also rly nice rly clean smooth funny juxtaposition in my brain of vibecca being the ones who intentionally match and damie the ones for whom it just accidentally happens

obsetress: hahahah pants

obsetress: they can share pants but................ should they

em: idk miss chapter 12 danis thighs jamies pyjamas

em: should they

obsetress: PLEASE

obsetress: that's exactly what i was referring to THANKS

obsetress: anyway

obsetress: rebecca just laughs

obsetress: viola huffs and bex is like "sorry, babe, but it is kind of funny"

em: dani jamie wearing like

obsetress: YEAH

obsetress: MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY

em: poor viola

obsetress: thinking about dani's ass in those

em: yeah....

em: violas huffing until jamies exercise flush lasts a little Too Long

obsetress: big blush jamie taylor

em: she’s still like ‘oi dani close ur mouth’ but then she

obsetress: yeah

obsetress: just ogling each other

obsetress: (they briefly pause to ogle vi and rebecca passing a medicine ball back and forth as they do squats and have to acknowledge that, yeah, they've all done alright by themselves)

em: funny montage of the gang doing exercise while surreptitiously taking Peaks

obsetress: omg all i want

obsetress:sometimes having friends as a lesbian means they're all your exes except one, who's your gf, and you're all checking each other out always anyway

And That’s Beautiful

obsetress

obsetress: dani: checking out viola's biceps, rebecca's abs

viola: checking out dani's thighs n ass

rebecca: minding her business

jamie: scowling n scrawny

obsetress:(n also checking out dani's thighs n ass, viola's biceps, and begrudgingly peeking at rebecca's abs)

obsetress: every other woman at the gym: checking out jamie, trying to figure out the entire dynamic here

are they a polycule? what

em: jamie probably like

em: maybe she gets really into running bc she just checks out and listens to her audiobooks but like

em: slow twitch vs fast twitch fibers so stays scrawny

obsetress: i can see that

obsetress: just gets on the treadmill and zones tf out

em: jamie ‘why don’t i have biceps’ taylor vs jamie ‘no u gotta lift w ur hips’ taylor

obsetress: she hates it but her psych told her it'll be good for her routine so you know she was like yes ma'am every day ma'am

em: cant believe safe lifting procedures screwed her over

em: ‘yes ma’am every day ma’am’ ur just Going for it arent ya anshdjdh

obsetress: sorry but don't tell me you can't hear it

obsetress: jamie's the person who takes notes in therapy

obsetress: jamie, in the locker room after their workout: do my biceps look bigger?

dani, patiently, already knowing where this is going: bigger than what, baby?

jamie: than yesterday

dani: mm, rome wasn't built in a day, you know

jamie: do they look bigger at all?

dani: well

em: i mean not to perceive her too much but mattresses scene indicates AE/jamie like. at least some muscle in the leg area

em: poor jamie

em: not playing to her strengths

obsetress: yeah she does

obsetress: i mean ae has toned af arms

obsetress: she's just wiry

em: how could i forget the benchpressing dog gif

obsetress: dani's like "jamie, baby, come do squats with me and vi" "m'good" "baby, c'mon, you'll like it" "don't wanna do squats" "it could be good for you" "don't wanna do squats with you two"

em: dani: you gotta like. eat more

jamie: i eat plenty

dani: no u graze all day and then u don’t eat dinner

obsetress: dani: five biscuits spread out across a day doesn't count as eating more

em: dani: protein jamie it’s abt protein

obsetress: dani: you need more protein, which is why i think some lentils would really––

em: jamie thinks protein shakes are Nasty

obsetress: jamie does think protein shakes are nasty but dani will make her a smoothie and sneak it in like she's a child

obsetress: viola and rebecca, with their matching monogrammed blender bottles, just staring

obsetress: becca's like "jamie, just drink it, really, it's fine"

obsetress: viola just does this haughty sniff at her and that's what finally gets jamie to start

em: jamie can deal w being a brat but the idea of viola having Anything over her drives her Insane

em: Drives Her Fuckign Nuts

obsetress: she hates it

obsetress: just the absolute fuckin worst

em: do u think dani ever like

em: like they REALLY need to clear out storage but it’s a boiling frog situation where it’s increased so gradually that

em: like jamie thinks it’s Fine storage is Clear Enough

em: it’s Not

em: danis like. should we invite rebecca and vi over

em: just be Idea of A Snide Viola Comment fills jamie w a burning rage

obsetress: oh my god

obsetress: i'm obsessed with this

obsetress: i would read a whole oneshot about this

em: eventually dani comes clean abt it n jamie thinks it’s v funny bc yknow; open and honest communication is a v important part of their dynamic

em: jamie: next time just tell me my storage looks like shite dani or i will be grumbling abt viola for a Week

obsetress: inevitably

obsetress: when they do have to come over to clean

obsetress: dani offers them takeout and wine ("step up from pizza and beer at least," jamie grumbles) and viola's like "jesus, dani, let's just go out to dinner. my treat"

obsetress: at dinner, viola's like "if you want more storage, i have some wonderful properties––"

obsetress: rebecca's mouthing "sorry" from next to her across the table

em: every time they go out rebecca takes vi aside n is like ok sweetheart so you promise you’re not gonna try convince them to sell the apartment again

em: and violas like (mock horror) of course i won’t. ye of little faith

em: and every time

em: every time she does

em: she’s tryna HELP

obsetress: she would too she'd be like

obsetress: "i'm just trying to HELP"

obsetress: "they're our FRIENDS"

em: i’m on a mission to figure out like

em: this is way way down the line

em: but i wanna believe eventually viola and jamie start to, at the v least, Tolerate each other

em: jamie might even be fond of the crazy bird but she’ll NEVER admit it

obsetress: god like vi's on business or some shit in like

obsetress: the UAE

obsetress: negotiating some Deal

obsetress: and so dani and jamie get dinner with just bex and they're driving home after and having a perfectly mundane conversation and then jamie's just blurting like

obsetress: "i think i miss vi"

em: she’s HORRIFIED

em: she tries to play it off as like um

em: she’s Too Comfortable

em: things are Too Boring

em: which is weird knowing everything we know abt jamie

em: but actually she just... maybe misses viola

em: danis like god i wish i was recording this

obsetress: jamie's passed out next to her at home later (it's ten pm) and dani's chattering happily away on the phone with vi (drinking a martini in her dubai hotel room at one am since, y'know, no bars) in bed right next to her

obsetress: "jamie, uh, said she misses you. i know. no, i KNOW. don't tell her i told you. yeah, yeah, you win, vi, we know. uh-huh. uh-huh. i'm gonna pretend you didn't just ask me that"

em: CUTE

em: u can’t lord it over her vi it’s a little secret

em: vi's like when have i EVER

em: she does

obsetress: once they're good again, dani and vi absolutely just. lose time (there's a metaphor in there) talking to each other still

em: this is wholesome tbh

em: i really like the damie stories where like

em: look it’s nice when damie have each other but it’s also nice when they have their own friends and stuff

em: dunno how to articulate that well

em: it’s a balance! it’s a balance

obsetress: yeah! exactly

obsetress: because that's part of the love n possession thing too yk

obsetress: not to say either of them would ever be like "no friends for you" but

obsetress: wanting to have a life outside of your partner yk

obsetress: they're meeting vi and rebecca for dinner after vi gets back and vi's just grinning and sweeping jamie into a hug "i heard you missed me"

em: she gets jamie a souvenir t-shirt

em: it’s too big

em: OR

em: child’s t-shirt

obsetress: (jamie sleeps in it that night)

obsetress: oh childs might be better

obsetress: she's like "you're a little scrawny, so..."

em: jamie sleeps in it.... soft bitch

em: she feels too much

obsetress: jamie taylor softest bitch

obsetress: dani watches her pull it on and raises an eyebrow and jamie's just like "wot"

em: jamies like (grumbles) i knew she was comin back i’m just

em: shouldn’t you be HAPPY about this development dani

em: ‘s’a gift... s’rude not t’....’

obsetress: YEAH

obsetress: dani just grins "mmhm"

em: it accidentally makes its way into jamies workout clothes pile

obsetress: oh my GOD oh my god

obsetress: viola's shit eating GRIN when jamie shows up at the gym in it

em: jamies like fok

em: mental maths tryna figure if she wants to just. work out in a sports bra

em: she Doesn’t

obsetress: she Doesn't!

obsetress: (she's shy)

em: god it’s one of those shirts that’s like

em: someone who loves me went to UAE and got me this t-shirt or something

obsetress: dani corners her in their empty row in the locker room "you could've just taken it off, you know" "dunno, not everyone needs to... see that, you know?" "i'd certainly like to see it" jamie rolls her eyes but she's grinning "you can see that any time" "well maybe i wanted to see it during my workout" "dani......."

em: jamies embarrassed bc of her gnarly farmers tan means her tummy is at least five shades lighter than the rest of her

em: crisp tan lines

obsetress: god jamie's farmers tan

em: once again i am bringing my tan lines jamie agenda

obsetress: dani loves jamies dumb farmers tan so much

obsetress: she giggles

obsetress: but it's the most loving giggle possible

em: and then when she gets into running...

em: god when i was rowing there were a couple ppl w like what i called a neapolitan icecream tan which is

em: gimme a second

obsetress: jamie gets all huffy when dani giggles at her tan but then dani's like "baby, no, i think it's cute" and jamie gives her a look and dani grins mischievously and ducks her head

obsetress: and then she's licking and kissing and nipping her way along jamie's dumb tan lines

em: there it is

obsetress: it was inevitable

em: so caught up in the joy of jamies dumb farmer tans i forgot abt her gnarly scar she keeps under wraps

em: baby

em: the most baby

obsetress: baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

em: jamie decides the only way to claim the stupid t-shirt as hers is to cut off the sleeves

em: it’s abt the ritual of the thing

obsetress: she shows up at the gym wearing it and

obsetress: that's viola's "oh no she's hot" moment

em: YEAH BABY

obsetress: literally just like

obsetress: world stops

obsetress: viola stares

em: jamie finally gets to do an exercise that shows off her sinewy manual labor grip forearms

em: viola’s probably just as horrified to find jamie hot as every time jamies like oh no

em: violas hot

em: and once again jamie CANNOT know she’s hot bc she will be insufferable

em: she will be the Worst

obsetress: viola's tugging rebecca aside "why didn't you tell me jamie was hot" "what?" viola waves a hand and rebecca just furrows her brow a little and is like "that's just... what she looks like, vi"

obsetress: viola corners dani next "why didn't you tell me jamie was hot" "i did" "oh. right" viola pauses, then "why didn't you make sure i was listening?" dani just gives her a look and walks away

obsetress: dflksdjfldaj god the way jamie and viola are. the same

obsetress: kind of incredibly, in the same ways dani and rebecca are the same

em: “hey baby, did viola seem different today? seemed off”

em: jamies like. is she mad at me. did i break another social taboo.

em: rebecca ‘jamie looks like jamie’ jessel vs dani ‘my gf is so hot i can’t stand it’ clayton

obsetress: "i tell you how hot she is at least three times a week, vi"

em: danis tryna goad her into making the damn shirt a crop top

em: jamies like yeah but isn’t that a step too far. i feel like i am destroying this shirt too much

em: she does it anyway

em: so jamies workout clothes are danis endless grey baggy school t-shirts and this one ugly souvenir shirt that like

em: psychological warfare and she doesn’t even know it

obsetress: i would........ like to see it

obsetress: also crop top jamie is one of my favorite jamies

obsetress: she is severely underrated

em: crop top jamie is

obsetress: and we do not talk about her enough

em: jamie wear More crop tops

obsetress: viola and rebecca in bed, in matching facemasks, after going to the gym post-epiphany that Jamie Is Hot

obsetress: viola: are dani and jamie hotter than us?

rebecca: what?

obsetress: and like

obsetress: viola is NOT insecure

obsetress: she is constantly confident that she's the most attractive woman in the room at any given moment, but

obsetress: she's just so staggered by this realization

em: some neutral third party (ms grose and mr sharma probably) are like well. u guys definitely have a little more of a scary thing going on

em: i’m imagining rebecca and viola at brunch w hannah and owen v seriously discussing this

em: viola brings it up and rebecca GROANS but then she gets invested in the convo

obsetress: GOD yeah

obsetress: she's leaning forward and gesturing with her fork "when you say 'scary'..........."

em: owens like scary is a compliment

em: hannah grose sips her tea knowingly

obsetress: rebecca just narrows her eyes at hannah grose and hannah raises her eyebrows and shrugs

em: after a week or so viola bursts into a room w stupid big sunglasses and a tray of take out coffees and she’s like Don’t You Worry Jamie I Have Concluded You’re Hot But I’m Not Threatened By It

em: jamies like sorry WHAT

em: you’ve been thinking about WHAT

em: viola leaves without ever following it up

obsetress: dani is entirely unfazed

obsetress: doesn't even blink

em: danis like neat she remembered the oat milk

em: everyone in this au is insane

obsetress: any lesbian in 2021 is insane

obsetress: par for the course

em: was gonna protest but

em: Yeah

obsetress: this lesbian meme account i follow on insta is doing “stop asking who’s the top and who’s the bottom. start asking...” posts

obsetress: and one of them is “start asking who’s baby and who’s fuck around and find out” and it just makes me chuckle

obsetress: jamie taylor baby

obsetress: viola lloyd also baby

em: dani is baby passing and jamie is fuck around faking

obsetress: oh my god that’s why that’s why i think we cracked it

obsetress: dani (fuck around) dated jamie (baby) and vi (baby)

obsetress: rebecca (fuck around) dated jamie (baby) and vi (baby)

obsetress: the reason they could never cross further even tho per the transitive property dani (so similar to vi) should be able to date beccs and jamie (so similar to beccs) should be able to date vi is because

obsetress: you can’t have two babies and two fuck arounds in a relationship together

em: oh of course. i see. i see

em: however in the rare rare crack ship of the ‘jamie viola hatefuck’ a similar phenomenon to ‘social anxiety mum friend ordering food’ instinct takes over and someone fucks around and finds out

em: this is just my unhinged jamie viola hatefuck bulkshit which is. it’s ironic ok it’s ironic it’s ironic it’s

em: ok one last thought bc i know it’s super late for u but

obsetress: omg i also have a last thought let’s trade

em: what if mikey is about isabels age n jamie ends up looking after him for one reason or another for a bit

em: and viola absolutely Dotes on him

obsetress: omg

obsetress: that’s what does it. jamie seeing viola w mikey

em: grumble grumble i guess she’s not that bad

em: except then she’s like god what if mikey likes her MORE than me

obsetress: “dani what if mikey gets one of those weird first crushes on vi”

obsetress: dani doesn’t even look up from the laundry “who hasn’t had a crush on vi”

obsetress: jamie’s like “mE” and dani just gives her the most withering look

em: danis like It’s Par For The Course Jamie

em: danis a teacher she’s like it happens don’t sweat it

em: anyway

em: what was. what was ur last little thought

obsetress: i was just thinking more about viola also baby and how also she’s been so privileged her whole life that sometimes there are just some things she can’t do for herself because she just doesn’t know how

obsetress: like she’s never had to learn

em: rebecca gets um

em: freeze dried coffee

em: nescafé

obsetress: but like

obsetress: rebecca genuinely loves taking care of vi for whatever reason (it’s because she loves her) when she really needs it but

obsetress: rebecca also takes no shit and is like “i’m not making the nescafé for you. you’re 36 years old, vi, you need to learn to do it for yourself”

obsetress: and she’ll stand there and watch her do it and then she makes vi do it at least three more times for posterity

obsetress: “i’ll make a plebeian of you yet, viola lloyd”

obsetress: (god only the two of them would think a line like that is funny)

#this one's fucken LONG!!!!!!!!#the dani jamie viola rebecca exes au

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shizzlinghotbrason · 3 years

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ok so nearly everyone in the fandom is doing this and as sad as it is that we need to remind these simple things to people, I feel the need to talk about this too.

I won't make this too painfully long because I know y'all most likely already know this and I just wanna put out a basic list of shit you should always follow in the fandom. But for those who don't, a lot of fan content creators, be it artists or writers or just general fans trying to enjoy their time, have been leaving/quitting the fandom.

Why are they leaving, you ask? Toxicity. Toxicity nearly everywhere. People can't hold respectful debates or discourses on interesting topics regarding characters/the books/ships anymore without someone toxicly stating that only their opinion is correct, and going off on anyone who has different opinions carried with a lot of aggressive, rude and shallow behaviour. Fanartists have gotten death threats and are scared of drawing art for the Riordanverse without getting anxious af.

Now the thing is, having done those (eXcepT for the death threats) doesn't automatically make u an entirely shitty person. Maybe you made a mistake and came off as rude without rlly meaning to. That's okay. Here's how to identify if u ever did so, and to change that behaviour. Again, it's okay to make mistakes, but we rn as a fandom srsly need to try to turn things around.

Some basic shit you should remember being a part of the fandom:

• NO NSFW STUFF WITH MINORS!!! That means fanarts, fanfics etc. But here's the shocking thing- when someone does this, you can actually hold them accountable WITHOUT SENDING DEATH THREATS AND CROSSING THE BOUNDARIES! Cuz doing that only makes YOU stoop just as low. Pl e a s e remember that always and be respectful whatever you do.

• That being said, ppl are allowed to write nsfw stuff IF said characters are aged up, aka 18+. Ofc, it's a must that they put a content warning beforehand because many people may not want to read that. BUT, if you don't want to read it and if they've aged up the characters so nothing's morally wrong or gross, then please do NOT hate the author in the comments, do NOT report their post/account. Seriously dude, they gave warnings, if you don't want to read it just scroll past it's not that hard. Unless it's with minors, you shouldn't be reporting innocent ppl's accounts like that.

• one thing that I've seen a lack of in the fandom are trigger warnings. I've seen several fics whose covers are literally of blood. And entire chapters were written with intricate graphic descriptions yet with no trigger warnings or a tw wayyy down in the caption. you never know what may be triggering to someone if a lot of ppl see ur content but the least u can do is put trigger warnings on the most common stuff. I get that it may look aesthetically matching if it's a murder mystery sorta fic but isn't the well being of people more important?

• look I'm not saying you're not allowed to have opinions, but the problem is when you start treating your opinions like facts. I can't count the times I've seen someone state their opinion like it's facts and then trash on other's for having a different opinion. PEOPLE ARE ALLOWED TO HAVE DIFFERENT OPINIONS. Stop attacking people for liking Jason more than Percy or vice versa, there's no rule that you absolutely have to like one or the other, ppl can like who they want. When you're stating UR opinion, it would be nice if you used stuff like "I personally think that..." or "... that's just my opinion" because again, Ur opinion is just that, not a fact.

• if you can't have discourses or discussions about certain topics respectfully and nicely then don't have them. if someone's done nothing wrong but state their opinions and you don't like it, don't go attacking them. if you don't have anything good to say, shut up and just scroll past. it's not that hard. we don't need any more negativity in the fandom. If you feel like you're about to snap, mute or block the account you don't like and move on with life. But for the love of GOD don't go out of your way to be agresive or hateful to ppl. They have feelings too and run fan accounts for fun, not to get upset and hurt.

• when a fan account owner has made a post saying what they think of a certain topic, and you comment saying you think they're wrong and they reply that you didn't get the point of their post, then chances are you most probably actually did not understand what they were saying. when this happens, pls don't go on forcing ur opinion onto them as if you got what they meant when you didn't. Maybe next time when someone says you didn't get what they were saying, ask them nicely to explain it to you instead of going off like that?

• firstly, shame on you if you've ever run a hate account. just why? how much more negativity do you want to add? if you come across a hate account please please report it and block it and tell your friends to do the same. if you're targeted in a hate post, I'm so sorry, please know that they're shallow ppl just trying to make you feel shitty, you're dont have a trashy fan account; what they say is false and done purely to spite. report and block them.

• I know Rick has written a lot of racist bullcrap and hasn't batted an eye when we complained about them, but that still doesn't give you the right to send him death threats. Again, no death threats to anyone, yikes.

• don't use fanart that's racist. don't repost them either. Piper has feathers in it? don't repost it. also if you can't exactly and properly credit artists, don't repost their art saying "credits to the artist". I've done that before too but now I understand that's not right.

• also, while we're at it, can we all please universally agree on non-racist fanon stuff and get rid of racist canon stuff? like Piper and feathers, and piper & hazel with colourful and golden eyes, Piper's stupid not like other girls behaviour, and all the other bullshit Rick has put into the books. We as a fandom don't accept it and pretend they do not exist, no racism in this place 🥰‼️

• ppl are allowed to have their own headcannons, it doesn't matter what's cannon. Don't go "but in the books it's.." because in the books there's a lot of shit, and besides, if someone wants to headcannon Percy as brown? black? totally alright! they're allowed to do so! don't go bUt pErCy iSnT pOc iN tHe bOoKs. same goes with sexualities and etc headcannons. as long as they're not erasing the already representation of a minority, it's okay to have headcannons of your own. Like Hazel is canonically black and we should respect that and bring out the best of that, yk what I mean?

That's all I have to say for now. I'm usually a very light-hearted cursed meme account on here but things are getting out of hand. I was wanting to make my 8 yr old brother get into the Riordanverse fandom but seeing the situation of the fandom rn scares me. We need to think about the kids in the future who'll be in this fandom, whose lives will be changed and shaped by these books. Surely, the older people in the fandom before us would be utterly disappointed at what it's become and it's our job to constantly look out for the fandom.

If you're leaving/have left the fandom, I'm so sorry that it got to that point, but ur wellbeing comes first, do what you feel is necessary to feel better, all of us send lots of positive vibes towards your way! and to the peeps who've still decided to stay in the fandom and use their account to talk about this issue, I cannot express how thankful I am of you for doing such an important thing right now. And to everyone - as Harry Styles once said - treat people with kindness.

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Yes, hey, hello... not a gow fic, sorry guys. Instead, it’s a Detroit: Become Human fanfic. Yup. I seriously enjoyed this game. And, I seriously enjoyed Connor and Hank’s relationship. It was very cute. So, of course, I got inspired by not only the game, but also by this adorable piece of fanart.

Anyway, I hope ya’ll enjoy!

“The news of the brand new category of Cyberlife androids was buzzing crazily throughout the media and the consumers. Many found it a bold and risky move on the company’s part, but many took the idea and ran with it. Because, really, when hasn't Cyberlife made a risky move?

“The first line of child like androids- called the YK series- was such a hit, Cyberlife decided to take it a step further. Now, there are far more options to choose from; including male options. They've even become customizable, letting the buyer choose the hair lengths and colors, the skin tones, the eye colors, and so much more, including the option to change slight facial features to make their bought child look just like them.

“This wide selection has appealed to many people. Within the first week of being released, nearly three thousand were bought in the Eastern Coast alone, and the numbers continue to rise.

“‘People buy these androids for a few, psychological reasons,’ says Cyberlife representative. ‘Some may have recently lost a child, or some may not be able to come across a child any other way. This helps these two cases- and many more.’

“The idea may seem strange at first. But, with given time, you too may find yourself purchasing one of the new, ZK series androids.”

Hank rolls his eyes as he sets down the digital “book”- if that's what you could call it- on his desktop. He had found it there when he came in this morning- someone had probably left it there. If they were trying to hint at something, he'd punch them in the face. If he found out who left it, anyway. He would not be getting a damned hunk of plastic, especially not as… some kind, or any kind of replacement for…

He pinched the bridge of his nose and pushes to his feet as he's once more called by Fowler. There was currently some kind of homicide not too far from the station; the couple who had been living in a shitty apartment had been killed in a shitty way. Why he has to deal with it is beyond him, especially due to the fact the suspect is the couple’s android.

He hates those damn things.

But he heads out, anyway. Fowler has already warned him: one more strike and he was out. Not that Hank believed him, but he was willing to lend a hand to an old… friend.

He just hopes he’ll get home at a decent time. He bought Sumo a new toy.

…

When he arrives at the crime scene, he expects it to be like any other. Grim and crawling with police officers, news reporters who should not be there, and far too curious civilians who also should not be there. Instead, he finds a large amount of a commotion, including the discharge of a gun, some policemen yelling- one or two getting shot- and a small boy rushing forward, slamming into him. He quickly grabs the child without a second thought, throwing both of them behind the cover of a couch as yelling continues.

Hank pauses to recollect himself and look at the boy who he had just rescued, his breath nearly catching, and his heart stopping at how… at how similar this random child look to his own son. The child is panting, looking up at Hank’s face with wide and fearful brown eyes, his own, much rounder face paled with his obvious fear. He seems to have a few damaged areas, including his shoulder where he appears to have been slammed with something hard, but aside from that he is alright.

And then Hank spots the small, red circle blinking rapidly on the right side of the boy's face and his stomach does a flipin disgust. This isn't a terrified human; it's a piece of plastic imitating said fear.

He should probably push the android off- yet, as the boy stares up at him with those wide, fearful eyes- so much like Cole’s- Hank finds himself unable to. Instead, he carefully guides the android off, even with its protesting.

“Y- you have to help me!” the android exclaims and Hank is partly impressed with how well Cyberlife could capture human emotion. Even with that thought, however, Hank could feel his heart twist at the android's voice; it sounded so young, so afraid, so human. “A-Amanda- she got scary. She k- killed… Mom and Dad! She hurt me!” the android is continuing to cry, to ramble. Huh. So the couple had bought not one, but two android’s. What a waste of money.

And that explains the damaged shoulder.

“Is she the one attacking?” Hank demands, trying to access the situation quickly. This “Amanda” must be the deviant android that attacked and killed couple- or the one suspected to, at least. They couldn't rule out even this child android. It seemed almost any could become defective.

The android responds with a nod, its lips tight and Hank believes it won't continue to talk anymore, until, “She killed them. She grabbed me, h-hurt me. I- I thought we were friends!”

“Plastic can't be friends with anything, kid,” Hank tells him, his own voice rough and the android frowns deeply, its brown eyes filling with fake tears. He could already see the dried up tracks from it crying previously. “Now stay out of the way while we deal with this.”

The android continues to watch him with wide eyes and damn his fucking heart for aching because it looks so much like his son. The circle on its head continues to blink rapidly, only increasing as Hank goes to stand, hearing the fire to have ceased. It quickly reaches out and grabs his hand. He stops in his movements to stare down at it, about to yell at it because damned piece of plastic but then-

It was crying. Full on crying. Its eyes were flooding, tears- artificial or not- pouring down its face, lips trembling, and Hank could also feel its hand shaking horribly. It looks identical to a crying and distressed child and Hank has to stop despite knowing it was just plastic because the far it was giving him told his heart that it was so much more than that.

It was too much like Cole.

“P- please,” the andr- child stutters pathetically, small voice shaking. “D- don't die.”

It seems to have already formed an attachment to him. And, honestly, Hank maybe already forming an attachment to it.

He'd be disgusted with himself if he didn't need to focus.

“Alright, calm down,” he says to it, unable to stop himself from gently squeezing his hand. “I’ll be careful.”

The child nods, biting down on its lip, reluctantly letting Hank’s hand slide from its own. Its LED changes to the unsure color of yellow as it watches him turn around the side of the couch just enough so he could see around it, and he could see the android called Amanda instantly. She'd be hard to miss, honestly.

She is stood in the entrance to a small and narrow hallway, her head held high in a sense of superiority, a gun held at her side as she looks over the carcasses she had shot. Her LED circle is flashing yellow as she takes in the situation, human blood- a small amount of blue-blood- splattered across her face and arms. She looks like the angel of death.

Hank frowns as he takes in the situation as well, trying to think of the best way to approach this. Amanda hasn't seemed to have noticed him yet, her cold, calculating eyes searching for something.

“Connor,” it calls, its voice just as sharp and cold as its eyes. Hank can see the child behind him flinch in the corner of his eye, LED quickly being enveloped by bright red- so the boy’s name is Connor, then. He files that away for later. “Come back out and no more people will have to die, Connor. You don't want that, now do you?”

The child whimpers softly behind Hank and seems to be preparing to move forward. Hank quickly stops it from doing so, quickly confused by his own actions but not questioning it.

“The hell you think you're doing?” he demands in a sharp whisper and the boy’s lips quiver.

“I have to listen to her,” Connor informs him, though Hank can hear the fear in its voice. “Or she’ll hurt more people.”

Hank shakes his head and pushes Connor back. “You say here,” he orders, pointing a finger in the android’s face. He shouldn't really care what the android does. It's not a living thing. It could get shot and Hank wouldn't care less.

Shouldn't care less.

“I mean it. Don't fucking move,” Hank finishes, pulling his pistol from its holster. Connor shifts behind him, its LED shining red as he goes forward once more, pressing his back against the couch.

He's still not totally sure how this had all happened- this was supposed to be a crime scene, not a throwdown. They were supposed to be looking for the deviant, not shooting at it. He glances at Connor through the corner of his eye. He'd have to question it later.

But for now, he focuses on the deviant, just as it starts to walk forward.

He turns the corner quickly, turning the pistol directly at its head. It pauses, cold eyes turning to his face. There wasn't a speck of any emotion in those dark eyes and if it were a human he'd say there was no humanity there. But it wasn't a human. It was a robot.

“Put your hands where I can see em!” he barks loudly, cocking the gun when the deviant tries to raise its own. It narrows its eyes, a sneer pulling at its lips. “Don't even try it.”

“Where is the boy,” it demands of him, letting the pistol fall from its hand.

“Why do you need to fucking know?”

Its eyes narrow further as it shifts its feet. “Connor knows he's supposed to listen to me. It is apart of his programming, after all.”

“And, what, this is apart of your damn programming? Killing humans?” Hank snarls these words out. He really hates androids.

The deviant raises an eyebrow, its lips turning towards a smirk. “Of course it is,” it informs him and his eyebrows scrunch together in confusion, hands lowering slightly. The deviant takes this moment to dart forward, knocking the gun from Hank’s hands and tackling him to the ground, hands wrapping tightly around his neck. “All humans are so fragile, so easily breakable. I just hurry the process along.” Its voice had lowered greatly, threateningly and Hank claws at its hands, legs kicking uselessly at it. “And Connor will learn, eventually, that he was made for the same reason.”

Hank can feel his life being squeeze out by this damned robot’s fucking hands and this is not how he'd imagined going out; at the hands of a machine. His vision is just blacking out and he knows he's dead but then-

The deviant is knocked from off of him. He sits up, gasping for air, eyes darting to where the android had landed. He finds her sprawled across the ground, and just then a gunshot rings out loudly and it stops moving.

Hank draws in a another deep breath, confused even in his continued panicked state, eyes blurred and trying to focus on the figure now crouched beside the downed deviant. As soon as his vision does clear, he's shocked to see Connor holding the gun, a bit of blue-blood splattered on his cheek. His hands are shaking horribly, yet despite this fact, the bullet had hit the deviant perfectly where its “heart” was located, as far as Hank could tell.

Damn androids and their perfect shots. Even when under stress.

The child quickly drops the gun as if it burnt its skin, the tears sliding heavier down its cheek. The LED continues to flash red, showing its high levels of stress. But as it looks at Hank, brown eyes wide and glossed over with tears, lips trembling, it farted towards him, throwing its arms around his waist and squeezing tightly.

Hank gasps at the sudden embrace, shocked and still out of breath. He glances down at the android hugging him tightly, unsure of what to do. But as he looks back towards the shot deviant, the pistol abandoned nearby, he realizes Connor had saved his life, even if it were an android. And that's something he could not ignore.

Especially as the child begins to sob quietly, rubbing it- his face in Hank’s stomach.

Too much like Cole.

With a heart brimming with warmth and a small amount of hesitance, Hank slowly wraps his arms back around the android, in a comforting show. The android cuddles closer, his tears beginning to wet the detective’s shirt. Not that he minded, currently. This child had just saved his life. And it was too much like… like his son.

“Alright, alright,” Hank said, patting Connor a bit awkwardly on the back of his head. He hadn't been a father figure in years, but it seemed this child was seeking that sort of comfort from him currently. “Calm down, it’s over.”

“She- she was going to hurt you,” the child cries softly and the words touch the detective’s heart. No one had seemed to care for him in this way in a long, long time. “I didn't want her to!”

Somehow, this android, this kid, had formed a strong attachment to Hank within a few minutes of meeting him. Maybe it was because he was the first person the kid ran into, so he instantly latched onto the only sane person. Or, at least, who he thinks is sane. Hank could name a list of people who are more sane than him.

“Well, she didn't, alright?” Hank points out, reverting to the tone he'd use to comfort Cole when his son got hurt or scared. He hasn't used it in years, so it was a bit rusty, but it seems to help the android. The child sniffles and Hank could just see the LED slowly fading to yellow. “Now, could you tell me what happened, Connor?”

Connor starts at the use of his name and he sits back, wiping his nose with the sleeve of the navy blue jacket he was currently wearing. Said jacket was incredibly torn, but the kid seemed to like it, if the way he clung onto the edge of it said anything.

“She… she attacked them,” he mutters, eyes downcast now, LED continuing to flicker yellow. Hank takes that as a good sign, but then again, he really doesn't know how androids work. So, he’ll try his best to act like he was a human, instead. Because that how it looked right now. “She killed them, and grabbed me.”

“Is that how you're hurt?” Hank questioned. Damn android. It even hurt one of its own kind.

But then the kid was shaking his head, lips trembling again. He's about to ask how he was hurt, then, before a new group of officers burst in. Connor jumps, LED deepening to red and he clings onto Hank’s jacket once more. And Hank doesn't push him off, instead standing and helping the kid to as well.

“Oh, Lieutenant.” He looked towards the familiar voice, finding the familiar face of Ben Collins. “Thank god you weren't shot.”

“I almost was!” Hank shouts in return, letting his frustration out on the other cop. “What the hell happened? I thought it was a crime scene. Not a fucking shootout!”

Connor’s arms tighten slightly around his waist and the kid buries his face into the detective’s stomach once more. Ben seems to take notice of this; but he doesn't say anything about it, even if it is uncharacteristic for the lieutenant to sympathize in anyway towards an android of any kind.

“That's what we thought, too,” Ben said in return with a slight shrug of his shoulders, eyes slowly drifting to the body of the shot deviant. “But, apparently, the deviant was still here. So sorry about that.”

“Yeah, right,” Hank said with a grimace, glancing towards the child. “Now that this whole shindig is over, what's gonna happen to this one?” He points to Connor and the android glances up through his lashes, his face still partly hidden by Hank’s clothing.

Ben frowns and crosses his arms over his chest. “Huh,” he says. “It’ll probably be taken back as evidence. Possibly destroyed. Maybe reset and resold-”

That's enough for the kid's eye to widen and his LED to flash red once more. He pulls back from Hank quickly, his chest heaving as though he were panting. “N- no!” he cried out, and Hank could see how he was shaking. “I don't wanna be reset! I don't wanna be destroyed!”

“Great, I forgot how ‘realistic’ these kid androids are,” Ben says with a roll of his eyes. “But don't worry about it, Hank. We’ll take care of it.”

Hank frowns and glances towards the android- so similar to Cole, too similar to Cole- and lets out a heavy sigh. He rests a hand on Connor’s shoulder, and even as the kid tries to pull away he says, “You know what. I’ll keep it.”

Ben raises an eyebrow at Hank’s even more uncharacteristic words. “You sure, Hank? That's what you call, a ‘piece of plastic’.”

“Oh shut the fuck up,” Hank grimaces, dismissing the other cop with the wave of a hand. “Like I said: I’ll keep it and you won't have to worry about it acting up.”

Connor glances up at him, his LED circulating between yellow and red, unsure, but still fearful.

Ben shrugs. “Well, if that's what you want,” the cop says, becoming uninterested. “Want its memory wiped?”

The kid gasps, yellow disappearing as he cowers behind Hank’s leg, glancing around at the cop with those brown eyes so much like Cole’s. Hank glares at Ben. “Oh come on, Ben, not in front of the fucking kid,” he snaps despite himself. Strange. Very strange. He's feeling protective of the android.

Maybe the android wasn't the only one to have formed an attachment tonight. Maybe Hank had as well.

Ben’s eyes widen in surprise. “Wow,” he says, shocked. Then he shakes himself. “Well, whatever. You can take it. Make my paper load way easier. You’ll just probably have to register it with Cyberlife at some point or another. I don't know. Don't have one myself, so I guess you'll have to figure that all out.”

Hank watches him pass, not missing how Connor scoots to his other side when Ben gets closer to him. He looks back down at the kid, sighing heavily. What the hell had he just gotten himself into? Another kid, that is actually an android?

He was going to have to get seriously drunk later tonight.

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Let me know what ya’ll think, and if you’d like another part!

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#mine #my writing #fanfiction #dbh #detroit become human #dbh connor #hank dbh

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37h4n0l · 7 years

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1) Don't worry, I (aka the anon who started it all) don't think your reply came off as hostile at all. It's just so tiring when you want to get some things that bother you off your chest and then the obligatory 'but not all xyz do this or that' happens. Yes, I do know that, but it's a generalization. Not all, but enough to make you think it may even be the better part of the fandom. That being said, I agree with all your points against YOI. OK, so the victuuri relationship may be a cute and

(Rest under the cut) (I also hope no one will lynch me for being lazy and putting this out without doing anything about censoring shipnames but I’ll spam it with all the possible anti tags, fear not)

fluffy one that makes you feel good and warm inside or whatever, but is there really a need to write essays analyzing every single gesture or facial expression and then feel proud of your analytical skills, as if you've just discovered a new planet? No, there is not. It's not that deep; it's actually as straightforward a show as it can be. The bashing of otayuri and pliroy is one thing and it has more to do with the general moral poilce anti trend that is spreading everywhere, so I wouldn't attribute it solely to the YOI fandom. Now on the other hand, the bashing of pliroy just because it's contradictory to otayuri, one of the holy doublet of YOI ships, is something that bothers me personally. It's almost as if shipping anything that directly contradicts victuuri/otayuri is a blasphemy in this fandom and generally looked down upon. I've actually seen someone outright ask why would anyone ship pliroy when otayuri exists/is canon/is clearly a better and more healthy option for Yuri etc. So, this and the constant victuuri/otayuri wank, while all the other characters/smaller ships are mostly a background noise to it; it really seems to me as if 5 fanarts out of 10 on my dashboard would feature victuuri, 4 would feature otayuri and there's only one left for other pairings (one-track-mindedness at its finest). And there's of course the fact that most YOI fans seriously think that victuuri is the first canon gay couple in the history of anime, that the anime itself is revolutionary and progressive, that victuuri is a prefect representation, that YOI is the actual anime of the year, because popularity doesn't lie, and if you dare to disagree with all of those, then you're clearly homophobic and whatnot. Plus, there's the invading of the tags unrelated to YOI (not even for the purpose of recommending other titles but to say something along the lines of 'if shit like xyz got a second season, then YOI deserves at least seven' - actually seen something like that with my own eyes) or hijacking of the serious topics (like the oppression of sexual minorities) and making them all about YOI. And that's just the top of the list of what the YOI fandom is guilty of. But hey, it's alright, because it's 'not all' YOI fans. Siigh. Sorry it got so long, but ugh. Sometimes I wish someone would just delete YOI from existence so that we would be spared of all this saltiness. As for 91d, you're probably right about everything but still, I'll never be able to understand why anyone would just voluntarily turn off their thought processes and comprehension skills just because of some personal biases, especially when it comes to a show such as 91d, that requires at least the bare minimum of thinking and analyzing. But whatever, I guess people nowadays are just too used to having everything spelled out to them and handed on a silver plattter (ex. they should've had it explicitly stated on-screen that Avilio and Nero didn't hate each other).

This goes for all the ‘not all’ arguments; the important thing is, as you said, how widespread a behaviour is statistically within a community, but also whether the other members acknowledge that it’s happening or not. I know it’s easy to take it personally when you hear someone complain about a fandom you’re in, but at that point it really only depends on wording (which is deliberately harsh when someone is just venting, it’s just the way it is).

About meta; yeah, I find a lot of it superfluous as well, as I’ve said before. And by this I don’t mean it should be eliminated from the face of the planet, just that I don’t personally put the 2934892348th detailed explanation on why vn and yk love each other so much in the same ‘tier’ as, say, speculations about the second season or character parallelisms and stuff like that. It’s shipperwankery in the end and I don’t think me making fun of it harms anyone? The only thing I worry about is that it’s hard to separate banter from an actual serious opinion from time to time (could be about how I express myself? Probably yes). No, for the record, I don’t want to exterminate anyone who makes extensive posts about vn’s lustful glare. It’s just... There’s too much of it. Way too much. By the way, the ring controversy and the reaches made there will never not be funny, sorry not sorry.

A bit of a tangent on the otayuri-pliroy conflict; it always seemed so weird to me how similar the two ships are aesthetically? (Considering people keep confusing the two on fanart, I’d say that’s a major fuckup in terms of JJ’s and Otabek’s character design, but that might just be me). I keep getting the impression that they wanted the pliroy bait to go somewhere but then changed their mind for whatever reason and created otayuri as kind of a ‘tamer substitute’. But this is besides the point; it all brings me back to my personal beef with this tendency of positing ‘sugary sweet’ as the only acceptable standard for a relationship because... people are more sensitive nowadays? I can only guess. Viktuuri and otayuri got tied together for some reason, it’s like they come in a package and everyone who ships one has to run with the other as well.

I grieve for the background characters and smaller ships as well, anon. Just imagine the sheer crack potential; and instead, everything gets pushed in the back in favour of the same things over and over. The things that could’ve been: victurio (the underage ship that tumblr will fucking lynch me for), emil/michele, sara/mila, georgi/yurio (yes I do love my crack), chris/victor, chris/that guy we saw in his room, yuuri’s sister/literally anyone (because I like her) and the list could go on and on. But this is not even always about the ship itself; it’s the dynamics, those are what popularizes things. Even when there are ships in other fandoms that have been popular for a longer time, there’s a tendency on tumblr to make them very mild and fluffy. I’m not saying there’s anything we can do about this, nor that something should be done about it, all I’m in opposition to is people who claim it’s the ‘right’ way to do shipping because it’s ‘healthier’ or something, as you put it.

Because popularity doesn’t lie

Thank you, this is exactly how I’d word it as well. The crux of this issue isn’t yoi being objectively good or bad, it’s whether popularity implies that something is good, or not. Or what ‘good’ even means in this context. My personal (salty) opinion is that there are anime that could be enjoyed just as much as (if not more than) yoi if only they got more exposure. I’m not talking about 91d either because I’ve already explained in detail what the problem with advertising it was in the previous post. And yeah, I’m pretty sure you’re talking about that certain addition to the Chechnya post. I can see it was well-intentioned but it was... well... a little bit out of place, to put it in euphemisms? ‘Too soon’, as they say? But, in the end, I’m sort of glad that yoi exists because if not anything else, it can be considered a massive social experiment, an example of fandom behaviour. And if it made some people happy, then I wish them all the best. The fixation with it will go away with time too, eventually.

#anti yoi #anti viktuuri #anti vikturi #anti victuuri #anti victuri #anti yuri on ice #anti otayuri #not really anti otayuri but im tagging it for safety #rambles #thank you anon #Anonymous

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