Hey, so I'm kinda starting to put a lot more focus into personal projects (currently writing the script for my next video) and as much as I was hoping to avoid this, I'm going to have to place this blog on hiatus until I start to get muse again, even if 'hiatus' is just tumblrspeak for 'So long, losers.'
I'm not going to definitively say I'm going away, or that I'll come back, but a lot of my inspiration for writing has gone elsewhere and I'd much rather pursue that than risk burning myself out.
I can be reached at my twitter @/WebbedSpiders (slight nsfw warning, account is minors dni) where I'm a lot more candid, mostly tweet at other creators, post my own stuff, and complain; or my Discord, for close mutuals.
also, a bit of an addendum below the cut- it's under a cut specifically bc it waxes negative but I feel like it's important to say because it is cutting into my ability to write here.
fair warning, I'm going to be very blunt and kind of serious with my words here. this also isn't an invitation to discussion, I am plainly stating my thoughts and I will not be swayed.
disclaimer: this is not directed at anyone. please, for the love of the gods, do not take any of this as 'oh did I do something?' you didn't. This is more about how the roleplay community as a whole operates, and no single person can be blamed for any of this.
There's always an air of pressure about Tumblr communities. In the time where I've just been here talking to people, interacting, not really causing problems as far as I know, I've still managed to get softblocked by people just because of association or because I don't mention something at all.
And while it's well within the right of these people to do this- these systems exist so you can curate a safe corner for yourself- it has still created a lot of stress for me and it has lead to me overly moderating and overanalyzing a lot of my own posts, and worrying about what exactly I'd done to push these people away. To be brutally honest, that's not fun and is not conducive to a creative platform. Logging on to realize that threads you were very much looking forward to have effectively been dropped forever is disheartening.
and I think the argument of "well you should think about why you got (soft)blocked" in regards to if I'd done anything wrong is bullshit, because in every case that someone has broken mutuals with me after there's been an amount of IC interaction, there's been no discussion. There's been no clarity. Which means that there's no direct path to improvement or closure unless I go around asking other people why I was blocked, softblocked, whatever, and I'm simply not going to do that because that feels like a breach of privacy. At the very least, it comes off as an indication that the other person simply does not want to interact with you and does not want to even talk to you.
Should note, this doesn't really bother me if it happens with people I haven't really spoken to. This is more of a 'I thought we established we were cool' thing. I know I'm also guilty of this in some cases, but at the same time- I do regret doing it. I hate that it's just accepted as a product of the systems this community has set up, and I feel like everyone- no matter how severe their actions- deserves to at least know what everyone at least thinks or knows they did.
I'm also not stupid, I know that this is just the community that Tumblr has curated over the years and I understand that this is just how it operates, but I'm starting to realize that maybe this space just isn't for me. Creating for myself without the necessity of leaning on others for continuous threads has really broadened my horizons and made me feel like I can do a lot more. I still love Whisper. I still love writing. but if I'm going to continue with this blog down the line when I have muse again, I'm going to be very selective and it's going to be very sparingly. I've found a passion I care about- something that I can actually put all of my creative skills towards that can reach an audience- and I'd much rather focus on that.
If you read all this, thank you, but also. I'm sorry? This probably reads as aggressive and upset- but I've been holding on to a lot of these complaints for upwards of years from how long I've been on this platform, floating between roleplay communities, but I can't hold it in anymore. I hate to say it, but in the time I've spent away from Tumblr, I've just felt better.
Hey, so I'm kinda starting to put a lot more focus into personal projects (currently writing the script for my next video) and as much as I was hoping to avoid this, I'm going to have to place this blog on hiatus until I start to get muse again, even if 'hiatus' is just tumblrspeak for 'So long, losers.'
I'm not going to definitively say I'm going away, or that I'll come back, but a lot of my inspiration for writing has gone elsewhere and I'd much rather pursue that than risk burning myself out.
I can be reached at my twitter @/WebbedSpiders (slight nsfw warning, account is minors dni) where I'm a lot more candid, mostly tweet at other creators, post my own stuff, and complain; or my Discord, for close mutuals.
also, a bit of an addendum below the cut- it's under a cut specifically bc it waxes negative but I feel like it's important to say because it is cutting into my ability to write here.
fair warning, I'm going to be very blunt and kind of serious with my words here. this also isn't an invitation to discussion, I am plainly stating my thoughts and I will not be swayed.
disclaimer: this is not directed at anyone. please, for the love of the gods, do not take any of this as 'oh did I do something?' you didn't. This is more about how the roleplay community as a whole operates, and no single person can be blamed for any of this.
There's always an air of pressure about Tumblr communities. In the time where I've just been here talking to people, interacting, not really causing problems as far as I know, I've still managed to get softblocked by people just because of association or because I don't mention something at all.
And while it's well within the right of these people to do this- these systems exist so you can curate a safe corner for yourself- it has still created a lot of stress for me and it has lead to me overly moderating and overanalyzing a lot of my own posts, and worrying about what exactly I'd done to push these people away. To be brutally honest, that's not fun and is not conducive to a creative platform. Logging on to realize that threads you were very much looking forward to have effectively been dropped forever is disheartening.
and I think the argument of "well you should think about why you got (soft)blocked" in regards to if I'd done anything wrong is bullshit, because in every case that someone has broken mutuals with me after there's been an amount of IC interaction, there's been no discussion. There's been no clarity. Which means that there's no direct path to improvement or closure unless I go around asking other people why I was blocked, softblocked, whatever, and I'm simply not going to do that because that feels like a breach of privacy. At the very least, it comes off as an indication that the other person simply does not want to interact with you and does not want to even talk to you.
Should note, this doesn't really bother me if it happens with people I haven't really spoken to. This is more of a 'I thought we established we were cool' thing. I know I'm also guilty of this in some cases, but at the same time- I do regret doing it. I hate that it's just accepted as a product of the systems this community has set up, and I feel like everyone- no matter how severe their actions- deserves to at least know what everyone at least thinks or knows they did.
I'm also not stupid, I know that this is just the community that Tumblr has curated over the years and I understand that this is just how it operates, but I'm starting to realize that maybe this space just isn't for me. Creating for myself without the necessity of leaning on others for continuous threads has really broadened my horizons and made me feel like I can do a lot more. I still love Whisper. I still love writing. but if I'm going to continue with this blog down the line when I have muse again, I'm going to be very selective and it's going to be very sparingly. I've found a passion I care about- something that I can actually put all of my creative skills towards that can reach an audience- and I'd much rather focus on that.
If you read all this, thank you, but also. I'm sorry? This probably reads as aggressive and upset- but I've been holding on to a lot of these complaints for upwards of years from how long I've been on this platform, floating between roleplay communities, but I can't hold it in anymore. I hate to say it, but in the time I've spent away from Tumblr, I've just felt better.
🐝 * ― 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. ( random assortment of sentences that can but don’t have to be used for muses meeting each other for the first time. feel free to adjust to better fit your muses. )
❛ i know we only just met but i already feel like i’ve known you my whole life. ❜
❛ umm, is this seat taken ? ❜
❛ don’t be alarmed now but there’s someone following you. pretend you know me and come with me. i’ll get you somewhere safe. ❜
❛ my friends ditched me here and now i could really use a ride home. ❜
❛ i don’t think we’ve met yet but you looked like you needed someone to talk to. ❜
❛ can you please pretend to be my boyfriend / girlfriend for a moment so my ex will leave me alone ? ❜
❛ are you always this straightforward with strangers ? ❜
❛ here, i noticed you lost this earlier. ❜
❛ i’m sorry, i must’ve mistaken you for somebody else. ❜
❛ so, what brings you here today ? ❜
❛ hi, my name is [name]. it’s nice meeting you. ❜
❛ you’re cute. how about i buy you a drink ? ❜
❛ can’t you watch where you are going ?! ❜
❛ i just moved into the apartment next to you, so i guess we’re gonna be neighbors now. ❜
❛ oh god, you’re [name], aren’t you ? ❜
❛ here, let me help you. ❜
❛ is there a reasons you’re here on your own ? ❜
❛ apparently we’re going to be working on this together now. ❜
❛ you look like you could use a hand with that. ❜
❛ what do people around here do to have some fun ? ❜
❛ looks like this will take a while, huh ? ❜
❛ oh god. please tell me you haven’t just heard me talk to myself. ❜
❛ excuse me, i think i’m lost. ❜
❛ i just wanted to say that i really like your outfit. ❜
❛ do you come here often ? ❜
❛ do you mind if i join you for a bit ? ❜
❛ you looked lonely so i got you a drink. ❜
❛ i don’t think we’ve met, i’m [name]. ❜
❛ what the hell just happened there ? ❜
❛ have you seen this anywhere ? i must’ve lost it. ❜
❛ can i please use your phone ? i have to call someone to get me out of here. ❜
❛ seems like we’re gonna be spending a lot of time together. ❜
❛ come with me, and don’t ask any questions. it’s urgent. ❜
❛ i heard strange noises coming from your apartment and just wanted to make sure everything is alright. ❜
❛ i have a spare ticket, you wanna come in with me ? ❜
❛ you don’t know me but will you be my date for tonight ? ❜
❛ we’ve got some time to kill so why don’t you tell me a little about yourself ? ❜
❛ i don’t usually just walk up to strangers but my friends set me up to it. ❜
❛ i think our orders may have gotten mixed up. ❜
❛ do i have something on my face or why do you keep looking at me like that ? ❜
she visited talking about how she had the 'quartzsite crud' (my hometown is named quartzsite) and was coughing like mad the whole weekend and now I'm really achy and kinda feverish and my throat has been insanely sore
@gaiaplanet
“ Hey, Wolfie. “ Her usual expression masks her true feelings, but she speaks in a gruff, yet softer tone. “ ..’M sorry, ‘bout taken those wisps. They mean a lot to ya? “ - gaiaplanet, surge c:< ( what if redemption arc… )
▬▬ Whisper turns- and the moment her gaze falls upon Surge of all people, she freezes up. A few arcs of cyan electricity instinctively pulse off of her body- but thankfully, she lets her speak, and she listens.
▬▬ She relaxes her stance. Considering her words... thinking it over.
It's Surge's fault that Blue turned into a Violet negawisp- and that Green is a Frenzy wisp now. They'll never be the same again. And Blue is...
No. That wasn't Surge's fault. Blue came up with a plan to get her out of a bad situation, and it worked. Don't blame her for anything other than what she actually did.
▬▬ But that wound is still fresh- it hasn't even stopped bleeding. She can't help being upset over that. It wasn't... anyone's fault, really. If Blue hadn't done that, they all would've died in Phantom's pocket dimension anyway.
" Not just taking my wisps, and permanently destabilizing two of them. "
" You destroyed my wispon. "
▬▬ She gestures outward with her arms, and... there's no wispon. Not on her back, under her cloak, on her hip... it's gone. She's not going to bother trying to explain why destroying her weapon upset her. In fact, she's not going to explain anything, because if she started to dig back into it, she'd just get even more angry. So instead, she just lets out a small growl, slides her mask over her face, and starts walking away.
▬▬ Surge is showing remorse. She's trying. Whisper can't fault her for that, and trying to fight her would just be... wrong. She doesn't want to be here.
▬▬ Whisper's looking down, at the shattered remnants of the wisp capsule that once held Blue.
▬▬ She's gingerly trying to fit the pieces of plexiglass and resin back together- sliding the bit of circuitry back into its insert- only for it to just fall back apart in her hands. She freezes, staring into her hands as if the capsule's pieces weren't even there.
I promised you, Blue. I promised I'd find a way to help you.
▬▬ That hope simply... never came to be. Blue dissipated after spending the last of their energy ripping open the outer fabric of Phantom's pocket dimension with a Void, and allowing her escape back to reality. Blue was gone- dead. And now Green was stuck as a frenzy wisp...
▬▬ Whisper clenches her hands around the capsule fragments, and holds them up close to her masked face. In the end, her mom was saved- but now she had another loss to contain. One she had to carry on with, rather than build it up within and unleash it on whoever she thought responsible. Phantom was driven out- beaten, and supposedly had no intentions on coming back. She... didn't feel very revenge-driven anymore, really...
I just hope wherever you are- you're happy. And that you know your plan worked.
characters in absolute freefall for a second because "you make me feel wanted and i really. don't know what to do with that feeling". characters absolutely disarmed because they are used to thinking of emotions as tools, as something to pick up or set down if it doesn't serve, and wanted is so full and so much not something to 'do' anything with, it just sits there and settles in and soaks through to the bone. characters who feel wanted and choke on it a little bit, the first few times
