Hi, I'm new to the Percy Jackson fandom but I'd like to ask something here, because something has been happening on TikTok for a while that bothers me and many other artists.
On TikTok, there's an account (@/madicanart) that reposts arts without the artists' permission and even worse, whitewashes Annabeth.
Some artists on Twitter are already aware of her and have asked her to delete the The content was unauthorized and racist, but she doesn't delete it and blocks everyone who tries to point out.
So reporting TikTok doesn't work, much less trying to resolve things fairly in the comments, since she deletes them all. It would be interesting if we made videos alerting new fans about this account because it goes viral from time to time, and with season 2 coming this could increase and make new fans support it without even know which is all a poorly done plagiarism.
Thank you for the attention and I hope I haven't made any terrible grammatical errors, English is not my first language đ« Also sorry for intruding on tags with this topic, but it's about artists' work being stolen, so I think it's necessary
â SYNOPSIS: Tamsy always thought you strange. That was until, he finally asked you why you kept bringing a basket of fruits around to Cleaners when no one asked you to.
â W.C. = 1,201
â PAIRINGS: Tamsy Caines x Reader
Part 1 (you're here) , Part 2, Part 3, Part 4
A Question
Tamsy always thought you strange, the person who always brought fresh fruit to the Cleaners. It was such a rare commodity both in the Sphere and on the Ground. Yet, you always came by every now and then with a basket full of them, struggling to hold yourself upright with the weight of it, to drop off to Semiu or even Corvus when he was around.
At first, he thought you were trying to curry favor. A person only brings gifts, such expensive ones at that, for a reason. But Semiu explained to him that you held no malice or hidden agenda. Otherwise, you wouldn't have made it through the door of HQ a second time.
So he asked you about it, your reason for bringing fruits.
"I'm curious." He said, the same polite tone he uses with the rest of the the Cleaners. "Why bring us fruit? Could you not bring us something else, or were you specific with your choice?"
"In order for something to grow well, you must feed it good things." You seemed a touch ditsy as you spoke, not directly responding to his question, voice flighty as you stared into his eyes with a somehow absent look to your own, happy smile stretched across your glossy lips.
He could see it. The lack of malice, of want of something in return. You weren't expectant. No no. The look in your eyes were similar to Zodyl's, vacant and ready to be filled with what you envisioned.
You were bidding your time and waiting.
"Fertilizer for plants, love for children, and treats for pets. You Cleaners are all so skinny even though you eat well, so clearly someone must ensure you all get your proper nutrition."
"Ah." He hummed. "You're trying to make sure we're all strong?"
Your smile stained just a tiny bit. You wanted to laugh but didn't, he thinks.
"You're all plenty that already." You shook your head. "What I want most is to see pretty things."
Now that came as a shock to Tamsy. You gave them fruits because you wanted them be pretty? The question and confusion was written all over his face, so of course you further explained yourself.
"Imagine if that Riyo girl was able to put meat on her bones. I could gift her such pretty dresses in green and white to compliment her lovely hair! But alas, she is much too skinny to reach the height of her beauty... "
You sighed in disappoint, lip jutting out in a pout as you rested your head in one of your hands.
"Semiu would look so divine if only she gained a few more pounds, and I'd love to see that Zanka boy do the same. He is as much a stick as his vital instrument. He wears the thin look well, but nothing truly matches a healthy body."
Oh. Tamsy's lips pressed into a fine line. You want them to gain weight so they can be more pretty in your eyes. It's not so much for their benefit is it as for your enjoyment.
He can appreciate the selfishness in that want of yours. You're willing to play the long game, wait patiently until the literal fruits of your labor come to fruition.
He's not so dissimilar to you. Tamsy himself takes the smallest of actions to help build Rudo up. You're one in the same in that manner.
"And what do you think of me?" The question was more to probe your concept of pretty than it was to find out your opinion of him, his head tilted and hands held behind his back. "Do you think I need to gain some weight too?"
You didn't answer right away, hand moving from your cheek to cover the lower half of your face as you looked the man over.
It made a shiver go down his spine with how thorough you were. He could feel you picked him apart as your eyes traveled over his form.
His hair, his face, his eyes, his lashes, his lips, his piercing, his scars, his shoulders, his clothes, his shoes; his everything.
How to describe it?
Like he was a feast and you were dreadfully starved? Yeah, that's the closest he could get to putting it into words.
You liked- no, you loved what you saw. A grin tore across your face, the corners of your mouth tugging up past your fingers, eyes creasing, pupils dilating in the pure joy you got from looking at him.
"You're perfect." You hummed, voice wistful as you set your eyes back onto his own properly. "I wouldn't change a thing except your face."
"Is it the scar?"
"No no. If anything, your scars help elevate your looks." You waved the thought of his off as if it were nothing, puffing at the meets accusation of it. "What I mean is the face you're wearing. Such fakeness is nice and all, but I'm sure your true personality is far more beautiful than this nice act you've been putting on."
Tamsy was quiet for a long moment after your response. He dropped his smile and just stared you down. You saw straight through him even when Semiu couldn't. Part of him wondered how you found out, but he was more curious as to why you didn't tell the others of your discovery.
Was it because you thought that no one would believe you? Tamsy is a trusted member of the Cleaners by everyone even if Corvus is suspicious of him. People in HQ are more likely to take his word over yours.
But that could be solved by having Semiu check you, and you happen to be good friends with the woman despite your eccentric and (what he previously thought) dumb nature. She wouldn't mind using her vital instrument on you to verify your words.
Were you scared of the consequences? Of him? No. That can't be it. You had just told him straight to his face when the two of you were alone that you saw through his act.
You weren't afraid. He'd say you didn't care. When he looks at your face, when he really looks at you, Tamsy sees how relaxed you are in what should be a life threatening situation.
He could easily kill and dispose, or at least, hide your body before the others could find out what was happening. The two of you were alone in an isolated part of HQ. Yet you still had the balls to say to his face that you knew he was being fake.
That leaves him with only one conclusion.
You like pretty things. You said so yourself. So, you must find the fact that he's hiding part of himself to be 'pretty' to a great extent.
Tamsy grinned, a genuine delighted grin, at the revelation and he saw you shudder at the sight, further proving his theory to be true.
"I like you." He said, reaching out and tucking a stray hair behind your ear before leaving over to whisper in it. "I think we're going to get along well."
UNGRATEFUL tech companies are saying things like "turn off your ad blocker" and "we need your photo id" instead of "thank you so much for not just pirating our shit, youre so handsome"
