Ellos ^^, this is literally as it sounds that it's just dorilefish but now writing edition.
So, hi ^^ I'm Dori and for awhile I've been primarily doing Sonic and She ra fanart for awhile now and to put it bluntly I want to place me bleh writing here! I've made two analysis so far, sooo if you'd like check them out:
✦ Shadow & Catra Similarities
✦ Sonic & Adora Similarities
I wanna repost & post my own writings here that aren't always SFW so please MINORS DON'T INTERACT & VIEWER DISCRETION IS HEAVILY ADVISED!
Writing is one of those weird 'too vulnerable for me to engage with' art for me, but with different ideas, AUs, and concepts that I'd like to engage with further I figured why not create a tumblr blog with just that. I do have an Ao3 account (VIEWERS DISCRETION IS HEAVILY ADVISED!) but wanted to get comfy here before sending something much bigger out into the grand world of ao3, and wanted to share that journey a bit.
As pointed on before I am currently part of the She ra and the Princesses of Power fandom as well as the Sonic fandom. These 2 ships have my soul [Catradora & Shadamy] as well as some honorable mentions from both series: i.e. Glitra & SonShadamy.
Overall, I want this to be a space to focus on having fun with writing through writing what I want & enjoy, and it'd be great if you happen to join me on that quest.
Songs lose meaning and get reinterpreted all the time so why is it so bad to relate a trans woman's want of a girl childhood with a man talking about how beautiful his daughter is before bigotry gets to them. And like, Stevie Nicks' team would have had a summary of how it was gonna be used and such and if he hasnt said anything about it, it can't be that bad?
To me, it seems like we should be showing solidarity when people have similar struggles. Like. I would be ecstatic to have a black person relate to one of my songs about queerness.
And i know not all opression is the same and black people face worse things than any white trans woman will, but both groups are actively being targeted by the admin rn.
And, this isnt me defending the use of the song i just don't understand your stance and want to know more. I think this could also do with me not reading any romance into that scene and seeing it as a coming out solidarity scene where Jax blows up instead of being vulnerable again.
Also, it's not your job to explain to a white person why im wrong, but i woulds appreciate a response because i keep finding fragments of reasons on people's posts and not like a definitive list of why using isnt she pretty is racist
Ugh.
It is NOT about you.
“Songs lose meaning and get reinterpreted all the time..”
Yeah no shit. Do you ever ask yourself why? Do you ever ask yourself what meaning is being lost and who’s doing the reinterpreting? Do you think critically about these issues or have you come to accept this vague statement as acceptable and everyone else still bothered by it is just acting irrationally?
Anyways, I already answered this:
💬 112 🔁 528 ❤️ 1646 · so about the “isn’t she lovely” sequence, if there wasn’t such mistreatment of black characters and black fans, do y
But y’all don’t actually want solidarity. You want the rights to our shit so you don’t have to feel bad about it. Solidarity would have been writing the already Black characters in the series correctly and not as antagonistic plot devices for the other characters.
Get your head out your fucking ass, no one should be having to explain this shit to you at this point in time. It’s been public knowledge for a while now that Gooseworx and the cast are racist, that they made a joke out of the n word, that they collaborated with a KNOWN conservative asshole to cover the song in the first place. This is the ignorance I’m talking about that is just plain stupidity because how could you have possibly dodged that while claiming to search the answer.
And even in spite of that, why the hell should any of those reasons have to be good enough for you? YOU? A white person? You need the racism to be hot enough for YOU to be uncomfortable?
Our struggles are not similar because white queers can’t help but remind people every single day that they are WHITE first and foremost. We are not the same.
INCREDIBLY CONCERNING SPIKE IN ANTI-BLACKNESS IS HAPPENING RN.
Some of yall may have heard some of the shit that has been going on right now. I'm gonna give a quick run down of some of the stuff that has been happening. Note, this is not all, and it may never be all as much as I will try to update this.
(I am going to try and compile and briefly explain these as much as I can. There may be misinformation. Please inform me if I got something wrong.)
(This will also be updated with additional information and new topics added.)
1) Racist Chinese Dolls.
There are these dolls in China that are being called "Natasha" baby dolls. These dolls are not only very obvious caricatures of black people, but they are being advertised as a "stress relief" in which the people who buy these abuse it in various ways.
This links to a video of a compilation of the various "uses" of the doll. There are more in the replies of the tweet. (Another link to the same tweet just incase)
2) The Mocking, Abuse, and Dehumanization of Black Children.
Apart from the aforementioned doll, there are apparently people going around mocking, abusing, and dehumanizing black children.
Some people have compared black children to the doll.
Others have been going into African countries and have found ways to mock, abuse, and dehumanize black children for clout.
(Source 1 + Full Video) (Source 2)
There are more videos surfacing.
3) Black people are going missing.
Black people, especially children and teens have recently been going missing at an alarming rate. Some of these same people are turning up dead, deaths being ruled as "suicides."
While it generally unknown why many of these people are going missing, many suspect that their disappearances, deaths, and even lack of coverage is rooted in anti-blackness.
The following is a list of black people that have been reported missing as of recently. Please note that this is not a complete list (it may never be completed due to the fact that many of these disappearances will still occur as time passes) this may contain inaccurate information. Please inform me if that is the case.
By the time you see this, some of these people may have already been found either alive or deceased. This post will be updated overtime.
It is also heavily encouraged that you reblog this with more links to recent cases of missing black people if you are aware of any that aren’t included on this list.
NOT ALL WHITE PEOPLE, *Whiteness*. Yet if you pissed off about the title alone then that includes you too & it's not my responsibility of figuring out why that is.
I'm sick of masking for the appeal & validation of a system full of white people who DESPISE and or TOLERANT mine's and other Black people's existence. Where our expression is a threat, where our silence and quietness is a threat, where our complicity is a death sentence to our identity and who & what we are, and white people making it EVERYONE'S MOTHERFUCKING PROBLEM!! "wE aLl EqUaL" MY ASS!
I'm sick of Black people trying to subscribe to Whiteness as if just being less of yourself is going to protect you despite the reality (Especially in the United States) that you are as much of a slur as I am and as the people you know is, in the lens of White supremacy, there's no protection in that. And what kind of protection is that?! ESPECIALLY when you have no one to turn to that looks like you, that expresses like you until you can leave or if you can leave?! I know cause I used to think this was protection as well! I thought if I just the same as the white people around me, I'll be safe, I'll be protected, I'll be content, and I'll be happy, BUT THAT ENDED UP NOT BEING TRUE FOR ME! All that happened is viewing other Black people as threats, seeing other Black women as inherently "mean" despite anything they did, hating my hair, hating my skin, wanting to be as white as possible, being tired, feeling drained, not having friends I trust, and not having a moral backbone in the slightest! I was barely honest with my feelings, I constantly felt unsafe in expressing myself & my feelings in the way that was genuine & authentic to ME and I dreaded living until recently where I'm feeling my feels unapologetically and authentically, and that's the scariest and BEST thing that's ever happened to me in my short life of mine.
It's not my place to tell others what they should or shouldn't do, especially to my Black community because god-fucking-dammit we just wanna fucking exist and live our god-damn lives dammit!! Me too!! I fucking hate seeing news and discussion about Nolan Wells and the number of Black teens and children that has been actively killed in this last fucking month! I fucking hate that shit since it continues exposing the fucking reality of what's already known of how none of these Whiteness bastards has changed SHIT! AND HAVE THE NERVE TO GASLIGHT BLACK PEOPLE THAT IT'S OUR FUCKING FAULT SOMEHOW?! HOW ABOUT WHITE PEOPLE STOP KILLING BLACK PEOPLE??? THE FUCK?!? If your bitch ass system NEEDS the death of Black people then the system you believe, pray in, and protect is a disgusting one & you are disgusting for continuing to support it even after the reality has been shown, discussed, understood, and ignored for YOUR comfort & ease of mind. Fuck you.
May Black people across the diaspora continue to enjoy this life amongst each other. Support each other ESPECIALLY during time where our care for one another is inherently seen as a threat. Cry, laugh, be fucking angry, because yeah bitch I'm a loud, angry Black person because I'm expressive and I have every, single, bit of a RIGHT to be angry. My anger don't stop just because you refuse to give a fuck, I don't care about your carelessness and I don't fucking want to keep caring when you don't give a fuck. Continue to dance, hug, tell each other you appreciate the other, wash your hair when you're ready, nap, relax, go on that trip if you wish, say hi to family, say hi to friends, say hi to yourself, draw, write, call shit out when it's safe to do so, find each other, learn languages, learn communication styles, vibe out, do the things that bring you consensual enjoyment ^^
May we live the best lives that's presented to us currently & later. I love y'all <333 In case no one has told you such today at this time ^^🫶🏿🫶🏿
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i think very soon there must come a time where we are able to distinguish between allosexual people who are attentive to sex negativity and allosexual people who believe that asexuals should bear the weight of their shame toward their own sexuality. i’m not puttin’ no disclaimers on my shit. you quite literally are the majority of the population.
(Literally inspired by the song ‘Let the world burn’)
Basically I liked the AU idea that for centuries, Shadow’s been deemed this dangerous & monstrous creature because of his ability to shift into different creatures like a shadow (think like a mixture between Pitch Black from Rise of the Guardians and Nimona) and learned real quick that too many humans don’t wish to learn & are afraid of anything that’s deemed “unnatural”
Yet with that, he still assist those that are “abnormal” in their own societies, often assisting minorities, disabled folks, women, children, and even men who don’t fully subscribe to the colonizing & patriarchal lens of the world & question more than the average. But he never reveals himself to them, and he hasn’t revealed himself to anyone in centuries aside from one blue rat centuries ago.
Amy reads the cards, a witch is what a few know and see her as yet they don’t tell on her to the towns officials yet as she’s deemed “one of the good witches”. She assists in nursery, medicine, educating those to read & write, and read their fortunes. Only a few know her gifts and in return she’s ‘safe’ in the town
During one of her foraging errands is where she finally confronts him. She’d knew he’d been around for awhile now, months to be exact as she’s been one of the outcast that he assisted, frequently.
And for once after almost half of a millennium, he revealed himself fully. And as suspected, Amy didn’t even flinch. Instead, she thanks him & gives him a hug which originally catches Shadow off guard, yet assisted her in her foraging the best he could (foraging wasn’t his strongest suit at the time & didn’t want to fully admit it at first)
Shadow & Amy become close, assisting the other the best they could with some of Amy’s limitations living in the town. Shadow brings up about leaving the town as simply an option, to which Amy declines & Shadow accepts the answer & they continue as usual.
That is, until a woman in the town runs up to Amy in a hurry. Amy assume at first that it’s an emergency before the woman expresses her frustration with some fear towards her husband. “He doesn’t love me anymore” she says, and begs Amy to create a “love spell” for her to poison her husband with. To which Amy rightfully declines & expresses how that goes against her morals & standing (also there’s technically no such thing, love spells would be simply a boost, yet Amy didn’t tell her that). The woman begs and begs, with not a single budge from Amy. The woman is angry, yet Amy dealt with angry customers before, yet not a selfish, reckless, careless angry customer.
The woman tells the head of the town. The men “in charge” of the town. She expresses a lie and demands for the witch to be ‘taken care of’. And that what was attempted.
Amy ran, her home destroyed, the smoke overwhelming even before she woke up from her sleep. Amy escapes her burning house, yet not the soldiers that cornered her. Shadow caught whiff of the smoke when he rested, noticed how black the smoke was and only in one place at the far corner of the town, where Amy lived. Shadow shifts & makes his way to find Amy immediately.
Amy tries to reason with the soldiers, she begged, she cried, she offered support, reminded them of their mothers whom she helped, their sisters when they cried, their boys when they struggled with the skills they failed to teach them. None of that brushed their colonizing mind. Shadow shifted as a bird & flew right above where Amy’s cornered, waiting for the soldier’s first strike as he hears Amy’s pleads and reason.
What solidified it for Amy was the woman behind the soldiers, and along in the further distance she spotted them, the boys she helped that turned into men that simply stared, the girls that turned into women with their children watching and some of said children being stopped by their mothers from evaluating the truth of the situation. The woman points at Amy, “Get her!” She yells yet it was barely heard by Amy.
Her heart is betrayed, her gaze is darker, and two of the soldiers that cornered her are burning in front of both hers & Amy’s eyes. Amy remains still, her stare on the woman as the woman screams and her eye is sliced across her face, a remembrance of the woman’s betrayal.
With a smirk, Shadow shifts before the soldiers can touch Amy, morphing into a horse right under her footing as they ride away with the sounds of angry chanting that becomes quieter the deeper into the woods they reached. With her heart torn & carried by her beloved, Amy cries. Shadow holds her, and for once she felt heard as her throat ringed out.
Shadow never stopped holding her, Amy never asked for them to stop, her breaths slowly become steady and she buries herself towards Shadow’s neck. “Thank you,” she gratitudes.
“Thank you.” He gratitudes, she chose him, and chose to trust him with her life.
Shadow moves away enough for Amy to look at him and him to her as he feels his heart full and in anger for his partner, towards the traitors in the town, her kindness betrayed, it’ll never be in vain especially from him. And with it, he raises from the wood ground, he reaches his hand out to Amy as Amy simply accepts, “Would you like a home?”
Amy smiles so brightly, “Yes.”
I typed this out a bit ago and decided to share it ^^. This AU has been sitting with me for a minute or so, so why not make it real!
being asexual but also having libido is such a weird experience. Its like if sex was toast and my libido was me being hungry , I would be hungry but still not doing anything about it because I don't like toast . Or its like having an itch on my back on spot I can barely reach , but I wouldn't want anyone to help me to scratch said itch , I'd rather do it myself .
I'm not attracted to people , but I am still capable of getting aroused , does the act of sex itself arouse me ? Not really, it depends on what's happening . Do I even understand what sexual attraction is ? Nope . But am I still kinky? Yeah. And at the same time I hate how much we've simplified the definition of what an asexual person can be , personally my identity has always been way more complicated than the textbook definition of asexuality.
Being asexual and racist is embarassing as fuck. Being racist at all is obviously embarassing as fuck but the amount of racism and especially antiblackness i have been seeing from asexuals recently is obscene.
One of the only asexual activists is Yasmin Benoit, a Black woman. She has raised so much awareness for the community. She was the first asexual person to lead Pride in London, she started the #thisiswhatasexuallookslike movement and is THE leading voice for the community.
And you all will celebrate international asexuality day on April 6th but we wouldn't even have that if she hadn't cofounded it.
Edit: why are you all too scared to repost this. Cmon. Be vocal about being against racism
I hope I don't ever have to hear "racism is an American thing" and "there's less racism in Europe" ever again 😭 the fact that it wasn't enough that people just had regular experiences with racism to be believable, it took seeing literal white supremacist riots?? Okay. No more "they're European so their politics-" are the og source of racism, yes. 👍🏾
When half the planet currently speaks English, Spanish, Portuguese, and/or French... Well i just think those languages came from somewhere but I can't quite put my finger on it...
Aroace Sonic x Aspec Shadow for 2026 Pride month? 👀
They may not have a particular name for their relationship so they settle on 'Friends/Rivals' between the other, and they enjoy the connection they have with the other, appreciate the other one's existence, and never take for granted the moments they share together as 'friendly rivals'.
So I’ve sent this Sonamy AU to a server based off the song “Party 4 you” by Charlie XCX since everytime I listen to the song it makes me think of SonAmy and a more sadder aspect of the pairing.
This song gives me a hella Sonamy angst AU idea that I've been holding on for a minute.
I had the AU being that Amy's throwing a big celebration for Sonic for all the heroic deeds he'd done, the friends created because of his influence and kindness, and all around kindness and care he shows to the community, just cause out of the kindness of her heart and the genuine feeling that Sonic deserves to be celebrated for all that he does for his friends and everyone around him. She tells him through messaging and he reacts to her message with a thumbs up but doesn’t say/express that he’ll be there, just a thumbs up (👍). Amy gets her hopes up, excited, and begins the planning, scheduling, catering and overall set up for the 'Celebrate Sonic Party'
The party is happening, everyone is here, everyone's laughing, sharing stories, enjoying the hors d'oeuvres, expressing joy and their gratitude towards their host, Amy Rose.
Everyone’s here but Sonic, to which Amy knows that Sonic normally shows up late, but... not almost 3 hours late.
So, as she navigates across the gathering, searching for Sonic, she mistaken Sliver and Shadow as Sonic once more, not genuinely because she doesn’t know they’re not Sonic, but because she wants SO BADLY for them to be Sonic that it’s basically like a bad coping mechanism for herself (that’s the headcanon part for me when it comes to Amy ‘mistaking’ them for Sonic if that wasn’t the intention already by SEGA). She send her apologies to the both of them, both Silver and Shadow noticing Amy's more frantic, anxious expression than usual in terms of searching for Sonic. Shadow being the one to voice his notice in Amy's behavior, to which Amy dismisses and express how she just needs to know where Sonic is and all will be well. To avoid pry, Shadow nods and Amy returns to her search.
Amy finds Tails and asks 'where Sonic is,' Tail's expression falls slightly flat along with his ears, honestly not wanting to disappoint Amy in his lack of knowledge of where his brother is. Despite it, Tails expresses that he’s somewhere else but doesn’t know specifically where. Amy sighs at the answer but appreciates Tail's honesty nonetheless.
The tightness in her voice begun seeped through in every word she spoke as she navigated towards the balcony. She never felt everything slow down before, she could barely even hear her own breathing. It felt as though everyone moved aside just for her, but not a single notice of her sadness as she makes it to the mini hallway that leads to the door of the balcony. Amy makes it out, pushing the door hard enough to leave a crack opening, not fully closing the door. Amy leans against the balcony rail as she contacts Sonic about how she’s hosting the party and waiting for him to be here. Sonic, oh Sonic, replies with such genuine honesty, “Oh! Well, I’m at a field checking out the night sky, it's nice, hope you’re enjoying yourself as much as I am and thanks for the party” (a good ole miscommunication).
Amy rereads his message over and over again. Her heart, torn, as there was no going back on her tears. Drops fall on her phone screen, debating whether it was worth the effort to throw such a device to the never-ending horizon. Instead, she drops her phone to the floor of the balcony, gripping the balcony's rails as she screams over them. Whether she screamed for 5 minutes or 5 hours didn't matter, her throat burned after some time, knowing her voice would be hoarse for the next few days. Her body physically deflated as she reached down to her knees, hugging herself before acknowledge the sound of steps coming closer to her hunched over state. Her shoulder was the first to feel warmth, Amy first turns over to the hand on her shoulder before looking up to whose hand it belonged to.
"Shadow..."
Defeat was the best description to describe the tone in her voice. No spark of anger or even disappointment, just an odd, audible note of defeat. Shadow wasn't alone, hell not even Amy as she noticed around. Tails, Sliver, Blaze, Knuckles, Cream & Cheese, Jewel, they all came... Her friends. Her friends.
Tears broke out again and she huddled into herself again, it wasn't the time, she knew it wasn't the time, but she get it now. Maybe a part of her knew, deep down in her sinking heart maybe she knew this whole time yet was stubborn in its acknowledgement. She didn't want Sonic to change, she'd never wanted for him to change himself for her no matter the rejections. She never wants Sonic to feel guilty for his lack of feelings towards her, what kind of goal would that be? And maybe, not even a maybe anymore, she understands the hypocrisy of the merits she just expressed.
"Oh, Sonic. I'm so sorry..."
They hugged and comforted her for as long as Amy cried, cried about Sonic, cried about this party, cried about herself, and cried about her hypocrisy.
She gets it now, and she'd never felt so loved thanks to him. What a celebration indeed.
