I just recently started reading Resident Evil fanfic on here and now I am scared 😨. Why are yall writing Leon so viciously. He doesn’t seem nowhere near as evil as yall keep writing him.
͏˚˖𓍢ִ໋☕️ Shocking news, you're the creator of your reality. I know, I know, crazy, right? But it gets even better, you can do whatever you want, and what resonates with you. Let me say this: you don't have to do what everyone else does. You don't need to do a method or technique you're not comfortable with. This is your world, you can pretty do whatever you want.
͏˚˖𓍢ִ໋☕️ If you meditate? Ok, meditate.
͏˚˖𓍢ִ໋☕️ Listen to subliminals? Ok, do that.
͏˚˖𓍢ִ໋☕️ How about robotic affirming? Yep, pretty sure that's not illegal.
͏˚˖𓍢ִ໋☕️ Point is that with all the advice that's all over loa tumblr, the only thing that should stick with you is to do what makes you feel comfortable. You can form you're own path, you don't need to go off someone else's. We all may have started out as people wanting to change our lives through manifestation. But what separates us is our own personal journeys. So, create your own path in manifestation; you don't need to do what everyone else does.
Oh fuck yeah, someone finally said that! Satan bless you.
I am a fanfiction writer for a full decade by now, and I have never seen such an amount of y/n fics as I see for the recent couple of years. When I started my way, even such a thing as original female character was something… well, let’s talk honestly: it was a fucking cringe. The one should think twice before writing canon x oc back in the days.
After 2020, that slowly changed, and now, resting my bones (I am a lich, yeah) in one of the hugest fandoms ever, - Call of Duty, - with the most emotional and powerful bromance you could ever imagine, - all I can find is female!reader x ghoap. Female, female, female. Girlish selfinsert apocalypse which kills everything around it, excludes everyone.
Damn, it’s hard, you know - being gay man writing fanfiction about gay men. Alright, alright, I got used to the feeling of being slightly alone on that field. It was almost okay - I had my readers, even fans I can tell, and it never was a problem to find something to read myself. Nowadays it’s all different. I feel excluded. Lots of fandoms I am so found of turned into the swamp of fangirling, female!reader shit in every mlm fic, and the atmosphere of “yeah that’s selfinsert so what???”.
What? Fuck you, dull morons. Fuck you. I remember the days when I could proudly call fanfiction a true literature, I spend years of my life proving this. Now I am on the edge of regretting it. This female!reader selfinsert isn’t a literature, it’s a fucking sugar shit circus. Fuck you all.
a trans woman, drag queen and recent contestant on drag race has lost all of her social media accounts, and hence multiple bookings, because some washed up actress successfully sued her for the rights to "Lexi Love" because its what she named her business of....making shitty AI generated images. at one point she flat out said she didnt want her "brand" tarnished by association with a trans woman with a history of survival sex work, homelessness, and drug use. this poor woman has been through enough in life, was clearly going through a lot while filming a reality tv show, and now only has access to social media under her deadname.
Platforms like Cameo and social media sites like Facebook have removed the drag star's accounts as a result of claims from an AI artist and
obviously this is taking a toll on Lexi's main source of income, if you're a fan and want to send her a tip, this reddit post lists her accounts and her merch shop. unfortunately, it looks like at this time social media sites are siding with this evil cunt because of precious IP laws. share if you like, so we can do a little to help a woman who recently left rehab and is now dealing with this bs.
affirm and persist. that's all I ask of you guys. don't give up. no matter if you feel like its unrealistic or if the doubts are screaming at you. blah blah blah it away. today I literally went to a concert for free that was supposed to be impossible to go to, but I just affirmed, and yes, I had my doubts but I kept living as the person who went to the concert and I ACTUALLY DID.
stop being hopeless and AFFIRM. YOUR REALITY, YOU HAVE TOTAL CONTROL.