So this old blog has been dead for awhile for many reasons, mostly related to my mental health, a hiatus from RS, and having zero drive to produce any story or art content... and because I’m just so sick of everything.
https://youtu.be/DmqIQLqlHuA TL/DR, this song sums it up
I’m sick of being shut out and ostracized every time I try to make friends or share my RS-related creative work.
I’m sick of being expected to shut up and take it while the entire fucking fandom bashes Zaros and Zarosians day in and day out and gets praised for it, and told I’m shaming others if I dare protest the dominant view of my favorite characters.
I’m sick of all the Guthix fellating and being yelled at for pointing out that he is Jagex’s Creator’s Pet, not Zaros.
I’m sick of having the knife constantly twisted into my gut and being reminded about the blatant out of nowhere character bashing that was Endgame because I dare to like the wrong characters or pair my OC in ways other people don’t like.
I’m sick of being shamed for daring to like or dislike fictional fucking characters, or for fictional romantic pairings.
I’m sick of being the only one told I’m not allowed to share my creative works, and of being passive aggressively sniped at every time I try to share my writing, my OCs, or my opinions on lore.
I’m sick of being screamed at about how I supposedly romanticize rape and glorify an abusive relationship BY PEOPLE WHO FUCKING ROMANTICIZE AND GLORIFY ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIPS. Sliske/WG is a fucking abusive and fucked up romantic relationship no matter how you slice it and you don’t fucking get to throw stones from inside the biggest glass palace imaginable.
I’m sick of being lectured about how my OC is a child and a damsel with no agency and given no fucking evidence to actually back up that claim, and I’m sick of her being misrepresented as a rape victim.
I’m sick of being expected to read minds when nobody bothers to fucking tell me shit, and treated like shit because I’m autistic and bad at social interaction.
I’m sick of trying to love and support others and be a good friend or romantic partner, only to have all that love and care thrown back in my face and told I’m selfish and only care about myself.
I’m sick of being vilified, bullied, and shamed into silence, and being slandered and lied about, all while being told I’m faking depression for attention and that I was never actually bullied or harassed.
And I’m sick of myself being so weak, insecure, and frightened that I lost all my passion for doing what I loved, and just stopped writing and drawing for a year entirely. I broke my promise to myself that I would remain strong and keep doing what I love, even if Jamflex itself got in on the Zarosian bashing because that’s what’s in vogue and refuses to fucking acknowledge the Zarosian genocide even happened while expecting me to care about fucking Naragun.
You know what? I shouldn’t care if nobody listens to what I have to say. I have every right to like and dislike whatever characters I want, ship whatever I want, dislike any pairing I want, and speak my mind about all of it. I must be strong, be unafraid to share what’s on my mind no matter how unpopular.
And no sanctimonious asshats who think their opinions are the only correct ones and think character bashing is actual good writing should stand in my way.















